01x10 - Episode 10

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I'm an evil man.

I have no interest for others.

Unless they're suffering.
I feel happy then.

But then again, "evil man"
sounds too proud.

A better way to put it would be
a f*cking as*h*le.

You're saying he had a heart
attack?

What counts is that he survived.

- And you haven't visited him?
- Mother’s with him.

- It's perfectly normal to be afraid.
- Of what? Him dying?

- Did Grandpa die?
- No. He didn't.

Someday, but not yet.

You think that's my problem?

I do.

You were there, at that dinner.

I was, but what was new about
it?

- Grandma is a bit like Thanos.
- Thanos was nicer.

True.

It's weird,
sitting here with you guys.

Sorry, therapist's orders.

It is weird.

I was so slim with her too.

And then in the 6th month,
suddenly: a ball.

- I meant us, sitting here.
- Look.

Everyone looks...

and thinks

what a nice family.

What are they supposed to think,
seeing a woman, man and child?

So we actually are a family?

We're going to the Mazury in a
few days. How about you come with us?

- You're going too fast.
- It would do you good.

Is it what you'd like us to be?
A patchwork family?

Yes. Think about it.

Okay, I'll.

Mom, Dad, look!

Come here.

- Bye, rascal.
- Bye.

Water?

Think about it.

I will.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hi, son.

How are you?

I'm alive.

Good.

- They inserted those f*cking...
- Stents.

- But you're alive.
- You f*cking bet I am.

- What happened?
- Heart attack. It's normal, at his age.

I wasn't f*cking asking you.

But I'm f*cking answering, son.
He shouldn't talk.

- Why the f*ck are you still
here? - I'm taking care of him.

He wouldn't be in the hospital
if you stayed abroad.

A man in his 70-ies, popping Viagra
and snorting coke? Sure he wouldn't.

Who'd be sitting with him?
You?

His models? Or maybe one of
yours?

I'm here, right?

- To quote you: what the f*ck
for? - I came to visit him.

- I thought you came to thank him.
- For what?

- Why should I thank you?
- Get the f*ck out.

What the f*ck?

f*ck it.

Franek?

- Why are you here?
- How's your dad?

- He's alive, what are you doing
here? - Jesus...

finding him there was horrible.
But his work...

finding him there was horrible.
But his work...

- What? Where did you find him?
- We can call it quits now.

The fact you persuaded him,
the stuff on my walls...

Anything you'll ever need.
You and your family.

Always.

An evil man shouldn’t have a family.

Family forces the evil man
to make an effort.

And efforts have a way of failing.

The evil man becomes frustrated.

He starts blowing off steam.

Blaming. Punishing.

Taking revenge.

The evil man becomes evil.

Listen to this.

A producer wants to buy
the rights to all the volumes

Including that new one.

He pays 400 grand for the whole thing.
I'll be fine with 50%.

- No, listen...
- "No" won't work.

We're sitting on a gold mine.

Except, you see...

I don't think we're sitting
on anything, anymore

- We had a deal.
- Yup.

And I'm pulling out of it.

f*ck you.

- Wait...
- Go feed pigs, f*cking peasant...

Listen, I know you're upset...

The money's flying away,
we're all sad, but listen.

We're selling all we've got...
for pennies.

Half a million, a f*cking mil?
Do I need to tell you it’s nothing?

This here is the only truth,
it's all we have.

We either protect it or go to hell.

OK.

OK, except...

I've got debts people get
thrown into trunks for.

Not metaphorically.

You'll be rich yet, I promise.

You'll be so rich
it's beyond your imagination.

Your book, that...

- The first "Varsaviana".
- What about it?

- f*ck.
- What?

The best book published in the last


Only none of us so called...

"real writers" will tell you that.

It sold too well.

That's one.

And two, we'd have to admit
that we're frauds.

- No...
- Thanks.

You’re not a fraud.

Maybe just a little.

Hi.

- Hi.
- What's up?

- You have the dumbest look.
- I'm sorry.

- What are you doing here?
- Being?

Hi.

- Jakub Mostowicz.
- Nice to meet you.

- Back from the States?
- Apparently.

Dinner, tomorrow?

- Sure.
- Great.

I have big news for you.

Cool. See you, then.

There you are! Hello!

Hi!

God loves you.

- Maybe return them to their owner.
- Sorry.

Could we be nicer to each other,
like we used to?

I need a favour.

My Mom... is coming here,
tomorrow morning.

- I'm picking her up at 8 am.
- I get it.

- Do you?
- Sure.

I do. My Mom is also in town.

Unfortunately.

But I bet your Mom is great.

Remember, you promised.

Czuly, it's Elka.

Hey.

Hi.

What is it?

What?

Tea?

- Well... maybe.
- Wine?

No, I'm in a hurry.

What?

I've been thinking for some time now...

I need to tell you something.

f*cking get to it.

- That girlfriend of yours...
- That's an overstatement.

We deal a lot with Qatar now,
right? And with the Saudis.

Right?

And when we have one of those
fancy dinners,

the Saudis like to have escorts.

And I've seen her...

you know, more than once.

So, you know...

Yeah, I get it.

Or... you've known and I'm just
making an idiot out of myself.

No...

I didn't know.

All right then...

At least she didn’t charge me.

You couldn't afford her, believe me.

Are you going to be OK? Yes?

- Promise?
- Yes.

OK. Now I'll have some wine.

Sometimes good things
happen to the evil man,

although they shouldn't, of course.
There are two explanations.

Either it's some cosmic mistake...

or that good thing is just a decoy,

a prologue to justice being served.

Like an anvil falling
on someone's head in a cartoon.

What's up?

I won't tell anyone, but... come on.

You know how it is, bro.

- It never gets easier.
- You made some cash recently.

I helped you.

You helped me?

With what?

f*ck... Seriously?

You are like a child...

who gets a toy and it's
f*cking wrecked in 10 seconds.

How have you f*cking helped me?

Ever?

Captain on board!

- Ahoy.
- What's up?

- It's not your shift.
- I know.

I need a 100, out of my pay. 200.

Give me the box.

Here.

- Will that do?
- Thanks.

Thanks.

See you.

- Auntie?
- Hi Fran.

Hi. Mom said you didn't feel well.

Nah. Everything is fine.

Are you sure?

I have a little headache. But...

what happened at the dinner?
What did I miss?

Your Mom played main part I heard.

She made a huge scene.

Maybe I'd visit you?

I will call you back, OK?

I need to tell you something.

Is there anything that
requires this seriousness?

There is.

You need to know it.

All right.

Your father.

My father is f*cking as*h*le.

I know.

No...

But just a few times.

f*ck, no!

But he payed.
You don't.

It's like a porn flick screenplay.

I don't watch porn.

I don't know
if I should laugh or throw up.

Fran. But you told yourself that
you can't hide with me.

I'm a human too.

And I have my f*cking past.

But I also have present.

And future.

Whatever it is.

I guess I'll cry.

You want an apology?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what for, but I am.

I won't apologize
for having to process the fact

that you f*cked my father for money.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I had them for you at the airport.

The same ones?

Let's say they are.

Old. But pretty.

An interesting choice... of a place.

Don't you like it?

I do.

How've you been?

It's cool.

I love you for that "cool".

You wanted to see me.

Yo had some big news.

Yes.

What is it?

Remember how I told you I'm
free, that I'm here and then I'm gone?

I remember.

I guess it's not true.

Because...?

I'm getting married.

Wow.

To what do I owe...

You know that I adore you.

I don't know, I just...

I thought we... could be... friends.

That I could take some of that...
rebellion of yours.

Your wisdom.

I think you've taken everything
from me.

There wasn't all that much of it.

Franek...

- But...
- I know.

I know.

So there...

Interesting story.

With Zoska or the other one?

Your emotional reality in general
is very interesting.

Meaning?

You know... your investments
in lost causes.

You're the businessman.
I don't invest, sh*t just happens.

Happens...

You look like sh*t.

- Thanks.
- I'm genuinely concerned.

You look like sh*t, what is it?

We'll talk when you'll be married


Don't wave your d*ck around,
like you're something special.

- That's my emotional reality.
- Drinking all day?

f*ck you.

This face doesn't lie.

You know...

- It's just, sometimes I get you.
- It's a good thing, I guess?

f*ck...

f*cking leave him alone!

- Easy... - What?
- f*cking beat it.

This is Poland! It's no place
for f*cking brownies here!

- What the f*ck?
- Relax!

Go!

f*ck!

- It stinks in here.
- It's an old building, Mom.

Right...
How about I make breakfast?

I brought some cold cuts.

Vegan, I mean.

Great. Have you ever tried
scrambled tofu?

Is this your roommate?

Yes, Mom.

But he's not your boyfriend?

No. He is not my boyfriend.

And why is he lying on the
floor?

Where?

Here.

You b*tch... Czuly!

Get the f*ck out of here!

Take him and get the f*ck out!

- Just for a week.
- As long as you like. Put it here.

No, because...
I don't want to be a pain.

You know... You've been one
for a long time now. Chill.

- Give it.
- Cheers.

Matylda.

Yes?

What?

What f*cking ponies? Horses...

Horses, that I know. Right.

I know.

Right.

I need to take Nina to
horse riding.

- Can she sleep here?
- Don't be stupid.

- Sorry, traffic.
- It's cool.

- Come on.
- Just a sec.

- Are you sure you can drive?
- Why?

You stink.

- Stinking isn't deadly.
- Will we go horse riding?

Sure, I just...

- I'll take a shower and change.
- Just drive carefully.

When haven't I driven carefully?
What is this?

Put your things near the sofa.

- It's cool we can stay at your place.
- You are like family to me.

- Don't you have your own?
- It's not half as nice.

- I've got something for you.
- Cool! Pizza!

- I need to take a shower.
- And the horses?

- In a bit.
- They're closing in 2 hours.

Have you eaten?

Hi, Marysia.

Fran, I need to see you.

What's going on? Easy...

It's about Piotr.

Did something happen to him?
Where are you?

Can I come and see you?

Okay. I'm at Elkas. Calm down.

Marysia is on her way.
Something about Piotrek.

What is it?

I've been suspecting for some
time now that something is off.

The private eye was good, expensive...

Photos, videos, phone records.
He confessed at once.

f*ck, Marysia...

I had no idea, he didn't tell me.

I swear.

You don't get it.

It's Kama.

- What Kama?
- Cela's friend.

That little girl?

What?

I've known him for 20 years.

Like the back of my hand.

I didn't have to hire that
private eye, I...

I sniffed her out.

When that girl was born,
we were 3 years married.

f*cking tell me why?

I'll take you home, OK?
Let's change places, I'll drive.

Sancho is having an affair
with a 15-year-old girl.

His daughter's friend.

Marysia. Jesus...

f*ck me...

f*ck.

Why does it always...

You know...

I found f*cking hope in them.

Hope?

That it's not all about cheating...

that people love each other...

and be together.

Same here.

This really sucks.

What a f*cking, c*ck as*h*le.

Just another evil man.

One of ours.

Dad. Dad!

Dad, wake up!

It's Mom.

Yes?

Where are you?
We are leaving soon.

When, now?

I told you.
We are going to Mazury.

You were to bring her at 8.

Mazury...

Did you think about it?
Are you going with us?

To the Mazury with you? No.
I can't now...

Do what you want.
but we need to leave now.

Bring her now.

OK.

- We need to go to Mom's.
- What about the horses?

The horses...

- when you come back.
- You promised.

- I know, but Mom wants you home...
- I should've known.

Known what?

- It was bullshit.
- What? Watch your tongue!

I knew there wouldn't be
any horses, Dad!

I said I'll take you
horse riding and I will!

Is it my fault that your
mother is a stupid c**t,

changing her mind every 5
minutes?!

Get dressed!

You're not the only f*cking as*h*le.

That would be OK,
it would make you special.

Everyone's an as*h*le.

Thinking only about themselves.

Me, me, me, and me.

Me, myself and I.

Just me and myself.

Me.

My toys.
My doll.

My hour.
My horses.

I am leaving now. Me.

My rules.
My life.

My affairs with teenagers.

Accept it or f*ck off.

You are evil man.

But you had no choice.

The anvil falls on your head.

Watch out.

Nina!

Help!

Help!