01x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

-[thunder rumbling]
-[rain pattering]

-[Hanka] We all have some debt.
-[lightning crashes]

I'm not talking
here about money,

but about gratitude...

for the time,
attention, sacrifice.

And you can't put
a price on that.

[thunderclap]

That's why, when it's our turn,

we do everything we can
to return the favor.

Even if it means
agreeing to things...

that we don't want to do,
under any circumstances.

[thunder rumbling]

[suspenseful music playing]

[theme music playing]

THE HERITAGE

[scraping floor]

It has nothing to do with
what I or anybody else wanted,

we're doing what your
grandfather wanted.

That's why were here, honey.

Is that why you burned Grandpa?

[Jasiek] The term is
"cremated", moron.

That's what Grandpa
wanted us to do.

And thank God it wasn't me
who had to do it to him.

Okay, it's clean, let's go.

The sea, and cigarettes. That
is what Grandpa loved the most,

so his ashes being spread into the
sea would be like his dream come true.

[Wojtek] He also loved
busty female tourists.

-[sighs in irritation]
-And of course, you, as well.

Sorry, honey, but
don't touch me, please,

or I'll start crying.

-Did you bring their blazers?
-Mm-hmm.

Then go make sure that
they look alright.

[cell phone ringing]

How's it going?

Yes, sunflowers.

Regular yellow
sunflowers, not roses.

No. I told you about
it four days ago.

The hell do I care where from?

Get 'em from your mother-in-law's
garden, if you want.

They need to be in the chapel
in half an hour, you got that?

See ya.

[sighs] So f*cking clueless.
I'm dealing with idiots.

[sighs in exasperation]

"Where do I get 'em, then?"

Why the hell do I care where
you get 'em from, dude?

[men chattering]

[seagulls squawking]

So? How's the catch?

We're still weighing 'em,
but it's looks pretty good.

And the boat?

This evening, the mechanic
will scope out the engine,

-but the chance of repair's thin.
-Oh, Jesus.

If we had at least a
couple more cutters...

No, no, no, I'm begging you,
Turbot. Don't do this today.

[Hanka sighs heavily]

Go round up the boys, and we'll
meet at the Mass, alright?

-And, um, you have the...
-Yeah, black flags, I got 'em.

All right, come on, we're going.

It's fine, it's
from our fireplace.

Johnny... is here.

[car engine starts]

[somber music playing]

CAPTAIN JAN MRÓZ "JOHNNY"

[cell phone dings]

Will you shut it
off for a second?

They need me, so I can't.

That's why you should.

Hania, it's a big moment.

You can't be a funeral
consultant for your own father.

-[phone beeps]
-You see?

-[cell phone clatters]
-You can do it.

We have Dad's uniform with us?

I left without it.

[somber music continues]

[seagulls squawking]

[car door shuts]

[door opens]

[footsteps thudding]

[sniffling]

[exhales]

[melancholy music playing]

[sighs heavily]

[church bell tolling]

-Condolences.
-Thank you, friend.

[bell continues tolling]

[exhales]

Sorry for your loss, man.

Boys, take Grandpa's uniform and
go into the church, all right?

Don't start with me today.

Look, I moved him somewhere
else for a little bit.

-Where is he?
-In the passenger seat.

[man singing]

[music continues]

PRIEST: Does any family member
want to say a few words?

[sniffling]

My father, or Dad...

didn't talk much.

He hated pointless conversations,
couldn't stand talking without a purpose.

So I'm going to try to keep this
short, so as not to tire him out.

[sniffling]

"Johnny was the first person
to be born here, in Hel,

"right after the w*r was over. He
must've told you about that many times.

"And more than anything
else in the world,"

"he loved this town, perhaps
more than even his..."

"He hated failures. He could
never acknowledge them.

"He always went forward,
often against the wind.

"He faced it firmly and sternly,

[breathes shakily]
"without complaining."

"Dad, you have my word that I will
do whatever it takes, to make you..."

"Truly proud of me."

-[soldier] Load!
-[r*fles c*ck]

Salute!

-Fire!
-[g*ns fire]

[bugle plays melancholy tune]

[people chattering]

What's happening over there?

-Hey, where is everybody going?
-I don't know.

[Paweł] What's going on?

On the beach.

[suspenseful music playing]

[people clamoring]

-[waves splashing]
-[seagulls squawking]

Excuse me.

[suspenseful music continues]

The balaenoptera physalus.

One hasn't been found around
here in over 50 years.

-[Hanka] Huh?
-The fin whale.

I need to get it to the
marine station right away.

-Please, don't approach it.
-[man] Just walking by.

[Wojtek] Move away, please.

Yes, I need the sheriff.

How unreal.

And of course, it's today.

Councilman Paweł Mróz.

It's an urgent matter. Yes.

Yes, I understand.

Of course, I'll hold.

[people clamoring]

Of all the beaches, of all the
other God damn beaches on Hel,

it washes up right
here on our side.

Old Jóźwiak spotted it
from the lighthouse.

Told me the sea was crying
for Johnny to come back.

Great now I'm about to cry.

Food will be ready in 15 minutes,
and the band leaves at 4:00.

Please, join us for lunch.

-Help me, we're about to do lunch.
-Yeah, I'm going.

You're invited to Cormorant.

[man speaking indistinctly]

Sheriff?

Yeah. Just a second.

Come on, let's go. Please, help
me get everyone outta here.

I'm dealing with it, alright?
I'm doing what I can.

Ladies and gentlemen, everybody,
please excuse me for a moment.

-Everyone.
-I'd like to invite all of you

-to come join us...
-Please, join us.

-...at Cormorant, for lunch.
-Please.

Come for lunch at Cormorant.

Please come with us, we
have to get off the beach.

Please join us in
honoring Johnny.

-All of you are invited, let's go.
-Come join us.

-Can join us there, please? Come and...
-[police siren chirps]

[blows into speaker]
Can you hear me?

To the point.

As we all know, my
dad had a good heart,

and he'd do whatever it
took for those he loved.

Though I have to say,

it would've sent him over the edge to
see you staring at a random beached whale

instead of picking up
a drink at his funeral.

So please, join us at Cormorant.

That's one way of doing it.

You're welcome to come join us.

[people chattering]

[woman singing in
foreign language]

-Hey, to Johnny!
-Cheers.

Ah. Mr. Mayor, here's
the herring you ordered,

and the bottle's on the way.

BAR KORMORAN

-[music continues]
-[general chatter]

[sighs] Give me two bottles.

Anything you need, boss.

Don't call me "boss", Weronika.

Cormorant is Paweł's.

Do you wanna fix it up,
or just get rid of it?

-What?
-Well, I talked to Mr. Paweł,

and he said this place
is for you, not for him.

Johnny didn't really give a sh*t about
the decor, or what it looked like,

but I feel like it could be a pretty
cool spot if somebody fixed it up.

But, um, if you wind up selling,
just give me a warning beforehand,

'cause I don't know if
I should find a new job.

What can I get you?

[music continues]

[seagulls squawking]

What the f*ck was
that all about, huh?

I simply found it
a bit disheartening

that people prefer a dead whale
to our dead father, that's all.

Is that it? And where the f*ck were
you when he was alive then, Maciej?

Nothing's changed
with you, has it?

You're still the same old
selfish prick you've always been.

How're you shaping up?

Still waiting to hear
from the national team?

f*ck you, you son of a b*tch.

[car lock chirps]

Nobody missed you here.

-So what?
-So nothing, you f*ck.

You okay? What's going on here?

Nothing, just catching up
a little with Uncle Paweł.

My daughter, in case you
haven't recognized her yet.

-Uh-huh.
-I'm sure you remember Ola.

If not, then you should.

Alright, hurry up.

We're going to an
alternative wake.

Maciej, please.

You never answered my emails.

We didn't know you were coming.

Then, surprise.

Ah.

Nostrovia.

We'll see you in a
few years, I guess.

Shall we go?

[sighs in exasperation]

Hey, hey, hey! No
running in here.

[indistinct singing]

-Do you have everything?
-Mm-hmm. Thanks.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

There was no other
way to handle that?

Beers, gentlemen.

He could've come and talked all
that sh*t when Dad was still around.

He has a right to be here.

If he'd spent every day
and night sitting with him,

carried him to the bathroom,
wiped his a*s afterwards,

gave him his prescriptions, whatever,
he might have the right to be here.

-Relax.
-No, where the hell was he?

Where was he for
the last few months?

Where the hell was he
for the last few years?

He doesn't give a
damn about our father.

And he doesn't care about us.

Maciej came here solely
out of his own interest.

To fill out his own pockets.
And we both know that.

Anyway, f*ck him in the
a*s with a hot steel rod.

[exhales]

[seagulls squawk]

Have some of this.

A drink with the best
view you can find.

[Ola] So what's next?

Next over there is Sweden.

Maciej, I'm asking
about your plans.

My plan is to stay
here. Just for two days.

And where will
you have us sleep?

So yeah, I'm gonna have
a look at the whale.

Ola?

[Ola clears throat]

[Ola sighs heavily]

[Maciej] Why don't I take
a picture of you, huh?

Your followers
are gonna love it.

Hey...

[seagulls squawk]

[melancholy music playing]

[man singing indistinctly]

[sighs heavily]

Oh, here you are. Very nice
of you to find the time.

I'm sorry, honey,
but the... She...

The... the fin whale
is an amazing creature.

She's the most incredible
animal I've ever seen.

Even if she's dead.

And uh, now, time is
extremely crucial.

The quicker we collect samples,

the more knowledge she'll
be able to give us.

I know you needed
my support today.

Listen...

I got by just fine on my own.

[man continues singing]

He's running for mayor now.

He'll get the resort, and then
build the Fisherman House there.

Huh? Yeah. Mm-hmm.

All right. See you.

-Sorry to bug you...
-Oh, f*ck!

Okay. I've been getting that
reaction from everyone today.

-May I borrow your lighter?
-Yeah.

How do you and Johnny
know each other?

Because you don't look
like those shanty lovers.

-From back in the day. Thank you again.
-Mm-hmm.

Maciej. Maciej Mróz.

Weronika.

-No way.
-Yes.

Wera?

Yeah.

I'm eight and I'm
afraid of jellyfish.

Well, I'm 19 now, and I still
find them repulsive. So...

There's still more
trash to take.

Let's go.

See you around.

Bye.

How did you put up
with her father?

I was such a pain in the
a*s for that old man.

Still a level higher
than the reject.

Hard to say for me.

Mom, can we go
play on the buoys?

Okay, but not for too long.

How old are your boys now?

Janek will be 14 next year.

And Antek is 10 now.

Wow.

I think you've only met Antek
once, right? Just that one time?

-How long are you gonna stay?
-For two days.

The question is whether it's enough to get
the big boy to lose his sh*t completely.

[scoffs] Oh, please.

Dad would have wanted
us all to be together.

That was wishful thinking.

The point being, everybody
should be present.

Yeah.

Or else I wouldn't have
been spamming you so much.

Jeez, I don't even have
your phone number anymore.

Mmm. [glass taps the table]

He wanted us to do
something for him.

[waves splashing]

You know, according
to the law in Poland,

spreading ashes is ill*gal.

That's nice. And
now you tell me.

Now that he's passed away,

he should be lying next
to our mom at last.

Well, he wanted the sea,
so that's what he gets.

If you don't like it,
you can talk to him.

Yeah, but you put him in a
coffee can I mean, what the f*ck?

Seriously?

-Oh, Ola?
-You're here.

Are you sure you want to join it?
Could get a little uncomfortable.

-What?
-The boat's gonna rock.

When I moved here,
it was pretty hard.

My labyrinth, you know. I'd throw
up the moment I'd step on a boat.

-My labyrinth is fine. Thanks.
-Come on, be careful.

[seagulls squawk]

[instrumental music playing]

Wait, wait, wait.

[retches] [coughs]

How are you doing
up there, Maya?

I'm doing incredible.

[cork pops]

Holy f*ck.

[waves splashing]

What is this?

The old man's moonshine.

Where'd you get it?

I made it myself.

We'll stay for a few days
and then we'll leave.

[wind blows]

[whispers] Go take a seat so you
don't get Grandpa all over you.

[exhales]

[bell dinging]

[sings in Polish] My
father's house was by the sea

[indistinct]

[indistinct]

[sing in Polish] We
like to visit him

Baloo,

[sings] Went off to the
sea and when he came back

Hala, Baloo,

Bala Baloo, Baloo,

[sings] His house
was cold and empty

[indistinct]

[sing in Polish] There's
an empty house by the sea

Baloo,

Baloo, Baloo,

[sing in Polish] Nobody
visits him anymore

Bala, Baloo.

[car door shuts]

[crickets chirping]

[footsteps approaching]

Listen.

I'll be in my study
doing the report.

And we need the ministry
to give us some more money

if we want to keep going
with this [indistinct] well,

Sleep well.

[phone vibrating]

What's up, Turbot?

No. What the f*ck?

No, no, no. Look, I [stammers] I
still need another week at least.

Or maybe two weeks max.

Absolutely, I'm
going to pay them.

No, no, no. Soon we're gonna have
new cutters, coolers, permits.

I mean, come on, people.
We'll bounce back from this.

Just two weeks.

[exhales]

Is there any way the three
of you can sail out tonight?

[sighs] Thanks, Turbot.

[Ola sighs]

[electricity sparks]
Son of a b*tch!

-It's on now.
-Ta-da!

[tube light blinks]

It went out.

It's on... No.

It's still off.

Oh, it's on.

[door unlocks]

[door closes]

[keys hit the table]

I grabbed it from the
package locker for you.

I thought it would help you
get out of your little mood

And looking at my ugly mug is
supposed to help me feel better?

Paweł, you're going to
build that fisherman house

and you're going to be
the mayor. Chill out.

You look f*cking
great over here.

Hmm-mm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. [kisses]

[poster rustling]

Hmm.

So was the doggy waiting all day long
for his little kitty to crawl to him?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I'm sorry. I just buried
my father this morning.

It's not the best moment.

I really don't want to.

Okay.

[suitcase wheeling]

You can sleep here because I'm
sure you're still pissed at me.

[inhales] And this
inheritance mess...

[kisses]

[melancholy music playing]

[seagull squawks]

[waves splashing]

[indistinct chatter]

[telephone ringing]

Yes.

Mm-hmm.

No problem. For Mr. Jan Mróz's
last will and testament.

You can go inside now.

[door opens]

[door closes]

I, the lawfully
undersigned Jan Mróz

born on July 13 year of 1945
in Hell Putt County, Poland.

I'm expressing my last
will and testament

while in a state of conscious
and free decision making

and as such, therefore, hereby declare
I am to bequeath my entire estate,

consisting of 39.5 acres of
land located on the coast,


currently in use as a campground,

and the house

to my beloved and lovely
granddaughter, Maja Mroz.

-Are you kidding me?
-What the f*ck.

And to manage the above
mentioned assets in trust

due to the age of the
aforementioned recipient

until she is to reach the legal
age of eligibility for ownership,

I appoint Maja's father
Maciej Mróz, my son.

Post script um.

No one is a lonely island.

You are not alone.

Jan Mróz.

[suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

How about we have a
smoke break outside?

Yeah. We should talk
about this, right?

You think?

Paweł, I really had no idea.

f*ck off, as*h*le. Get
the f*ck out of here.

[Hanka] Paweł! Paweł

[squishing] [seagull squawks]

[boat engine revs]

[indistinct]

Look.

I thought we already took
all of our nets out of here.

Well, that's because we did.

We took three dead seals
from here earlier this month.

[door unlocks]

[door closes]

-There's a net down there.
-Make sure you get everything.

We can't leave any nets in the
water. Bottom stays clear. Okay.

Okay.

[water splashing]

[car approaches]

[phone vibrating]

Hello?

Are you sure about that?

POLICE

-Look, the guys are saying that...
-What?

-Just tell me.
-That the body is headless.

[dramatic music playing]

[closing theme music playing]