01x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

[Polish hip-hop song playing]

[no audible dialogue]

G.I.T.A. TO: TAGAR

ARE YOU OKAY? I'M SCARED

MESSAGE NOT DELIVERED

POWER OFF

INFAMY

[song halts]

[surprised laughter]

God!

God!

[melodic chiming]

f*ck, a customer.

- Can you watch Oskar for a second?

- Mm-hmm.

They sent him home from school for a cold,

like a runny nose is the plague.

Hello, Freedom Travel,

Melisa Burano speaking.

Yes, "From Cape to Cape"

is our newest offer.

Yes, a journey from Nordkapp

to the Cape of Good Hope.

[Melisa] Four weeks, all-inclusive.

Yes.

[whispers] Give this

to the little monster, okay?

Yes, only small groups. Sorry.

Hey, Oskar.

[coos]

- I'm your auntie.

- Hi.

I'm gonna teach you

to swear,

roll joints

- [Oskar babbling].

- and rap.

Yeah.

And how to put a condom on a banana.

- [Oskar cooing]

- [Gita laughs]

You'll see when you grow up.

When you're older,

that skill will come in handy.

[mobile music box lullaby playing]

Which one am I?

[Oskar] Here!

You're here.

Yeah.

[Oskar, haltingly] Grandpa.

Kevin.

Lala.

Gita.

- Granny Tania.

- Ladies, please don't be so loud.

You make more noise than the men!

My queen!

[Tania] Here you go.

- Good morning.

- [Tania] Viola has won!

[overlapping chatter]

- [Tania] Yep, it's over.

- [woman] Here's a second one.

[man 1] Hey, what's going on? Stop them!

GAS CHAMBERS FOR GYPSIES

[man 2] Move!

Nice of your folks

to finally let you visit.

[Gita] Mm-hmm.

[Gita sighs heavily]

[Melisa] Gita!

You don't do that to family.

They must be worried sick.

They wanna marry me off.

They want the best for you.

For them, you mean.

I wanna live like this.

Romanipen is like a buffet for you.

You take what you want

and don't give a sh*t about the rest.

[Melisa] Really? I don't give a sh*t?

Mmm, Mama just said sh*t!

Shh! Okay, we're going to the bathroom.

Time for a bath.

[muffled chuckling]

Running away is not the answer.

It was for you.

I fell in love with a non-Romani boy.

I had to make a choice.

I couldn't have both him and our family.

[person in distance] Nice going!

Try that.

Maybe you'll get lucky and fall in love.

I don't want a husband.

Then sleep with someone. Get kidnapped.

When they find out you're damaged goods,

your hubby won't want you.

That's infamy for ya.

[pensive, somber music playing]

So I can get laid

to avoid legalized prostitution as a wife?

Don't twist it back on me, Gita.

I didn't invent Romanipen.

Sorry.

[lively, folksy music playing]

Hey, daughter number two, gimme that.

[Gita] A daughter reflects

[Melisa] Her

[both]Father!

[both laughing]

- A daughter reflects her father!

- Reflects her father!

- A daughter reflects her father!

- Reflects her father!

[both laughing]

- Her what?

- Father!

A daughter

[both]reflects her father!

Know what I'm in?

Deep sh*t.

Mm-hmm.

The Roma don't accept me anymore

and the gorgers never will.

f*ck

Filip's mom hides the silverware

whenever I come over.

f*ck me

I don't even wanna talk about it.

Hey, listen.

You have a cool job,

a family.

But I'm all alone with the children.

I can't I can't take it anymore.

No aunties, grandparents?

I just want to rest.

You've got me.

And I will always love you.

Always accept you.

And will always be with you.

Yeah.

MOM TO: MELISA

GITA'S MISSING.

EVERYONE'S LOOKING FOR HER

MELISA TO: MOM

GITA IS AT MY PLACE, MOMMY

[soulful Romani folk song playing]

[Viola] Gita!

[Marko] Let's go.

[Melisa] Mom!

Mom!

Maybe you could

at least stay for breakfast?

[Marko] Are you coming?

[Viola] Buy the kids something.

From Grandma.

- [car doors close]

- [engine turns over]

[soulful Romani folk song continuing]

G.I.T.A. TO: TAGAR

MESSAGE NOT DELIVERED

ARE YOU OKAY? I'M SCARED

CUSTODY FACILITY

IN BIAŁA GÓRA

[man] Tagar!

[song trails off]

You f*cking nuts?

Rolo scored a prescription.

[Rolo] Depression.

Mm-hmm.

[man] How'd it go?

Article 158,

and I'm not allowed to leave the house.

[man exhales heavily]

How's Beast doing?

Have a sandwich.

You must be starving, man.

I asked about the dog.

Local police took her.

They'll check if she's healthy,

and let her go.

But that woman's husband

won't let it go so easy.

She was pregnant.

With a Polish baby.

Oh f*ck!

You should know

why this wedding is so important to us.

You know your father had debts.

Huge ones.

From gambling.

Uncle paid them off.

He didn't want infamy

for the whole family.

Marko promised him

he'd he'd pay him back everything.

But now Stefan wants

Instead of money,

he wants your father to help him with

strengthening business ties

with the Czechs.

That's the reason

for you wedding to Janko.

He's using me to pay off his debt?

[low, distressing music plays]

And that's why we left Wales.

How much am I worth?

You father's debt is 100,000.

[ragged breathing]

And, uh,

what happens if I don't?

[low, distressing music building]

[shakily] Only you can save

our family now.

[Gita] Then who

who will save me?

We are a family.

[panting quietly]

[panting intensifies]

[retching, coughing]

What's wrong?

What's going on? What'd you tell her?

Why is she crying?

What did you tell her?

What did you tell her?

[Viola] The truth.

I told her the truth.

[Marko] We had an agreement!

[Viola] I told her the truth

because I've had enough

of the f*cking lies, okay?

I know you've been gambling again!

[funky hip-hop beat playing]

[Gita rapping]

Liar, a liar on a liar's cliff ♪

The king of the bullshit, majesty ♪

Whatever he touched

Became fake like gold ♪

Like he held a bunch of matches

Telling you it's a torch ♪

[music halts]

FLIGHT SEARCH

WARSAW – MANCHESTER

G.I.T.A. TO: SONNY

SONNY TO: G.I.T.A.

f*ck!

[phone chimes]

SONNY TO: G.I.T.A.

- Gita

- Go away.

And close the door.

[Viola] Trust us, please.

[Gita] I hate you both.

If you want,

today you can stay home from school.

Get some rest.

[low, haunting music playing]

You'd better take her out of school.

[Marko] Mm-mmm.

I don't want the Czechs thinking

that Polish Roma are a bunch of hicks.

Get the cousins.

She's done with the bike.

They can watch her.

[indistinct chatter]

Auntie? Do you want some tea?

- [woman] No thanks, dear, I'm fine.

- Are you sure?

No thanks, dear, I'm fine.

- Maybe some coffee or something?

- No. Thanks, dear. I'm fine.

TAGAR TO: G.I.T.A.

DON'T WORRY. I'M FINE.

EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE OKAY

[faint clamoring in distance]

- Strangers! Strangers coming!

- [EDM playing over car stereo]

You guys, get over here! Now!

- What the f*ck is this?

- Who knows? Dirty f*ck!

- Can we help you?

- Where's the dog-lover?

No one like that here.

The f*ck you mean, Grandpa?

The police just let him go.

He's not here!

- Yeah? Then prove it!

- Calm down.

- Prove it!

- Want me to?

- Yeah, do it.

- Huh?

That's enough, gentlemen.

Enough, just relax!

[man 1] Grandpa, who the f*ck are you?

[man 2] Show f*cking respect.

He's the president!

[man 1] Does it look like I give a f*ck?

Give us Tagar, or there'll be f*cking w*r!

- [president] I'll tell you once, get lost.

- [man 3] Or what, you f*ck?

You come in

and none of you come out again.

- Got it?

- [man 1] Is that so?

- All right.

- Then get the f*ck out!

Spider! Tell the others.

[man 4] We can't do it.

Right now!

- f*ck you!

- [president] Get the f*ck out!

Get the f*ck out!

- Go back to where you came from!

- [Spider] Get the f*ck out! You hear me?

[man 5] Good riddance.

Bye-bye, ladies!

[Marko] Bye, bye, ladies!

[hip-hop beat playing]

[child] Tagar! Tagar! Run, run!

- [woman] Tagar, run away!

- [child] Hurry!

[Gita rapping in Polish]

You should know ♪

Pay it off, pay it off ♪

Cruising through life

Full of stop signs ♪

[in English]

No escape sign, no emergency exit ♪

[in Polish] Getting married

For a f*cking hundred grand? ♪

How many Ks to survive?

How many Ks for immunity? ♪

[in English] Shame, blame is a spiral ♪

[in Polish] I can write it all ♪

[in English] Caution is my potion

And freedom?

[in Polish] What's that?

Stevo and Walter have it under control ♪

[in English]

Mandatory self-explanatory ♪

[in Polish] Roma are my people ♪

[Cherry] Ah!

There she is!

Were you trying to skip a test?

- [Nadia] Hey.

- Hey, girl.

You're totally stoned.

Really? Why would you say that? f*ck!

- Nadia!

- A little weed, that's all.

[Cherry] Weed, sure.

All right, come on. We have to hide her.

Let her sober up a bit.

- But, school is

- Come on.

[Cherry] Oh Jesus Christ, no!

Get up, get up! Hey!

Help me out here!

- I'm sorry.

- [Cherry] Gita!

- What the f*ck, Gita?

- f*ck!

[hip-hop beat playing]

[Gita] f*ck me.

- [Cherry] Get up.

- [Kamil] Don't overreact.

- [Eliza] Hey.

- Hi!

- Is something wrong?

- Um No, no. Um, bye!

- Look at that! Look!

- Nadia, be quiet!

- [Cherry] They might beat you up.

- [Nadia] They're Persians!

- [Cherry] Come on!

- In real life!

Hey. You know Gita?

- Um

- Pretty girl?

One of ours.

Have you seen her?

Umm, she left. Long gone.

Okay.

[dog barking in distance]

[cat yowling]

[Eliza] Hey.

You want some?

I gave your g*ons the slip.

f*ck

[Eliza] Yeah.

They're definitely not Brazilian.

Unless you mean

that favela outside the city.

What do you want?

Just keep my secret sometime.

That's a big risk.

I like that.

- They'll eat us both alive.

- They can kiss my a*s.

And besides,

no one'll find out.

Your boyfriend doesn't like me.

Mm-hmm.

'Cause Mikołaj's a douchebag.

Then why are you with him?

Sometimes the f*ck of life is like

a bent p*nis.

You can't do anything about it.

- [both laughing]

- [vehicle approaching]

[bodyguard 1] Hey!

Are you kidding me?

[Gita clears throat]

Don't speak to me like that.

I was at the library.

And you're the ones who left me waiting.

I was gonna walk.

I wasn't planning to tell Stefan, but now

Mmm, you guys are f*cked.

Hey, just relax.

It was a misunderstanding, okay?

- Yeah.

- No need to bother your uncle.

Where do you live?

Me?

Ever since preschool,

we've been sitting together.

And now this girl from the UK

arrives and takes over.

Do you know what she told me?

That Gita is a "numerological three,"

and she always wanted

a three for a friend.

[Nadia coughs]

You know, three is

a really interesting number.

Really?

It's the only the only number

that's a sum of the two numbers

smaller than Because

Because one and two is three.

[bemused laughter]

That's enough drugs, Nadia.

They're melting your brain.

- [coughing]

- And drink some water, for God's sake!

Jesus, Nadia! Nadia, breathe! Nadia!

Somebody call an ambulance!

Nadia, breathe!

Here, lay on your side!

Spit it out, spit it out!

[intricate folk music playing]

It's okay, I'm right here.

[tinny electronic music

playing over speakers]

You've got your own bodyguard.

- Mm-hmm.

- And chauffeur.

Wow.

- [both laughing]

- Hi.

[music halts]

Where did she come from?

[Eliza] Um, from Great Britain.

- Mom?

- Ah

Brexit, right?

[Gita] Mmm, yes.

Terrible situation for the whole country.

Then

Uh

Are you

You're

- Mom, what?

- Catholic?

[whispers] Are you?

Jesus?

Uh, yeah, Mom. Gita's Catholic like us.

[Eliza's mother] Ah.

That's such a relief.

People there are Anglican.

They think their, um

their queen can be pope.

A woman!

They're godless!

[startled cough]

- There's no god?

- No!

No, no, no! Yes, there's a god!

Yes, yes.

What?

Honestly, she's all right.

She just spends too much time at church.

Like it's Like it's a club or something.

She's lonely.

There are no nice men around.

Is she divorced?

Mm-mmm.

She never had a husband.

She never had a husband?

Mm-mmm.

[Gita sighs]

So

my girlfriend from Wales

is engaged.

[Eliza] Hmm?

Same age as us.

In fact, her parents are marrying her off.

She doesn't want it.

So, like the 19th century?

Like the Taliban?

I don't understand that.

They're uniting family businesses.

Okay.

I understand that.

Being rich is better than being poor, but

She's not in love with him at all? Yuck!

You have a stranger touching you.

Ugh, yuck! No!

Tell your friend she should drink.

Or do drugs.

Take medication.

Anything to numb herself.

Or tell her to come here. We'll save her.

I give her this classic advice.

"Marriage? No, no, no."

[chuckles]

But sex?

[both] Yes, yes, yes.

[Eliza] What?

From the UK?

He's Brazilian, remember? Like me.

And have you two

You know?

No.

And you?

Mmm

Just the tip.

- [both laugh]

- What?

Just a little bit.

I'll explain it to you.

Mmm, don't think you should.

- [woman 1] They sprayed our van.

- [woman 2] Terrible.

[woman 3] I'm worried about the children.

[woman 2] Disgusting!

[woman 2] Luckily, it washes off.

[woman 3] Let the Lord punish them!

It's in his hands.

[Tania] Viola! Hurry up, come!

We're waiting for you! Everyone is ready.

Okay, I'll be right there!

Okay, okay. Keep your panties on.

TAGAR TO: G.I.T.A.

SEE YOU TODAY?

[Gita] That's right, drive away.

[engine turns over]

G.I.T.A. TO TAGAR:

I DON'T KNOW

G.I.T.A TO TAGAR:

I'M HOME ALONE

We gon' drink champagne ♪

You got that flavor, come here

I got the taste of fame ♪

Sweet on my tongue

Lap it up, I go go insane ♪

I got my cup, serve me up again ♪

Pure satisfaction to the top ♪

Make me feel like

All the flavor never stop ♪

Got the taste of fame ♪

Sweet honey, honey, make it pop ♪

I go go insane ♪

I got my cup, serve me up again ♪

Mmm, you're so tasty

You're so tasty, tasty ♪

So tasty ♪

You're so tasty, tasty ♪

Mmm, you're so tasty

You're so tasty, tasty ♪

You're so tasty, you're so tasty ♪

All my life I waited for ya, for ya

You're super fresh ♪

All my life I waited for ya, for ya

You're super fresh ♪

Oh, Grandma! Hey.

You're not going shopping?

I only shop at pharmacies.

I'm getting old!

[chuckles]

We've got a fugitive visiting.

Give me light.

[lighter clicks]

What have they done to your face?

[Tania] Child,

pull that thread and cut it!

See how they tried

to disfigure this lovely boy?

[Tagar] Hey!

[Tania chuckles]

Keep your dog on a leash, young man!

- And next time, keep its muzzle on!

- [Tagar] All right, Auntie.

Laugh if you want.

Do you think I've always been this old?

No, I have loved too.

Oh, brother.

I was a wild one

It's hereditary, you know.

[hip-hop beat playing]

- [Gita laughs]

- Here to keep an eye on me?

Exactly. Gypsies steal. Haven't you heard?

And breed like rabbits, also.

I don't want any kids. Do you?

Mmm, it's not that simple.

That's a sick beat.

For this sample, um,

I used a Romani song.

You know it?

Of course I do.

So why don't you want children?

Isn't it nice to have someone to live for?

- Isn't that what friends are for?

- Sure. It's just that

You love your children unconditionally,

the same way they love you hopefully.

It's a fat beat.

Good sh*t.

What?

I've just never talked like this.

With a girl.

It's called conversation.

I'll make a loop out of it.

You can give it a try,

see how you vibe with it. Okay?

Take it away.

- [beat playing over headphones]

- I'm afraid.

Fear is just a thought.

Let it flow right out.

[music resumes]

My great-great-grandmother

Had 'em tattoos on her smiler ♪

Cigar in her lips, puff, puff

No man be messin' with Grandma ♪

- Stop, I'm not feeling it. No.

- [music halts]

Are you crazy?

That's a k*ller intro. Nice and dark.

Maybe you could rap it in our language?

- In Romani?

- Yeah.

Give it a shot.

[music resumes]

[in Romani] My good, good ol' granny

Oh no, this stinks mightily ♪

[laughs] Yeah, this makes no sense!

Yes, it makes sense!

[Tagar in Romani] My face, so battered

Peace of mind was all that mattered ♪

My guts and my face, boot-stamped ♪

You're my bliss ♪

You're my Gita, bliss

Come closer, sunshine ♪

And kiss my lips ♪

- [music halts]

- Sorry.

[music resumes]

[in English] Has a beautiful face

Has a serious glow ♪

An old soul and a real-life goal ♪

[in Polish and English]

Too fast, too much, too quick ♪

[in English] So we ourselves spoil ♪

[in Polish and English]

You blink, you're not a kid anymore ♪

[in English] Revolution is us ♪

Freedom flows in my blood ♪

Freedom, feel it

Fear is just a thought ♪

Let it go, wisdom ♪

Fear is just a thought, let it go ♪

[in Polish] Bang, bang, lines so white ♪

Bang, bang, f*cking Czech

Screws up your brain tight ♪

With a stripped thread, wanna bet?

Who are they? Us, you, them ♪

[in English]

Ping, pong, break between us ♪

[in English and Polish]

Me and you, go away ♪

[Stefan in English]

Marko can still get his sh*t together!

[foreboding music playing]

This is f*cking great stuff.

Go ahead.

[attendant] Here you are, sir.

[snorts]

[gasps]

What the f*ck?

[Marko laughs]

Let's do it.

[man] He needed it. I don't need it.

I don't feel anything.

[quirky, disorienting music playing]

- [Stevo] It froze!

- [Walter] You froze!

It's loading.

I told you to choose a different one.

Yeah, like you know.

[woman laughing]

[woman 1] Our Gita

will look splendid at the concert.

[woman 2] Gita, come and try it on.

Right with you.

Come.

[Viola] There's a guest coming

from abroad. The Czechs will be there.

[woman 3] You know

someone will fall in love with her.

[Tania] What did you have in mind?

What material did you choose?

- [woman 4] This is for the dress.

- [Tania] Lovely. Yes, this one is good.

Yes, that's good.

It suits Gita just right.

It reminds me

of something I wore many years ago.

[plaintive folk guitar playing]

[loud crashing]

[Tania] Oh my God!

Oh my God!

- [Tania] It's the gorgers!

- [Stefan] f*cking hell!

[Tania] Get them, Stefan!

Get them! Go see what's happening!

- Oh God, what have they done?

- [Stefan] f*ck!

[g*n clattering]

f*ck! Are you crazy, brother?

- You gotta do what you gotta do!

- What's going on?

- What's going on?

- We were chasing them.

I fought one of them off,

but the f*ck got away.

Go wipe yourself down.

And don't let the women see you,

or they'll never stop screaming.

[Stefan] Keep watch through the night.

The police know.

f*ck the police!

What the f*ck are they gonna do?

They'll give them a ride home.

[Stefan] Since when are you

such a f*cking smartass?

Tagar! Come here!

You can't stay here.

You have to hide somewhere.

Just don't let anyone know where.

What are you staring at?

I'll get my stuff.

Move it!

[Tania] God, what's happening?

You've started a Polish-Romani w*r.

It was an accident.

I know.

They'll always find

a reason to beat a Romani.

You'll be safe there.

Thank you.

[man] Stefan!

[woman] Gita!

Gita!

Where is she?

Go.

[low, yearnful music playing]

[door opening]

MY WIFE MISCARRIED

MAKE THEM FACE JUSTICE!

PUT THE DOG DOWN!

WAS IT MUZZLED OR ON A LEAD?

GYPSY d*adbeats

CAN GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING.

THE DOG GOT SCARED OF THE POLES.

IT WAS DEFENDING ITSELF.

BAR TEK

YOU'LL HANG, DOG

MIKOŁAJ

AN EYE FOR AN EYE

- [computer chiming]

- [sirens wailing in distance]

MIKOŁAJ

IT CAN'T BE FIXED

No. Don't cry, don't worry.

Yeah, somewhere safe.

No.

No, I can't tell you.

[intense, cryptic music playing]

[Gita] It's not your cup size, I'm afraid.

Maybe instead of looking for Mom's money,

you could get a lobotomy

so that none of your children

have to pay off your debts ever again?

Yeah. You've totally f*cked up my life.

Thank you so much, Daddy.

[principal] We've gathered you here

because a student at our school

has been found to be under the influence

of ill*gal intoxicants.

[Kapuściński] What the f*ck

are you talking about, old man?

- Kapuściński, Jesus!

- What?

You think this is funny, huh?

The teaching staff want to believe

this was an isolated incident,

but I have to ask you,

and I want you to be

completely honest with me,

does anyone here use ill*gal drugs?

- [assembly laughing]

- [Kapuściński] Nobody.

- Cherry! Hey, are you on drugs?

- [principal] I understand.

Hey, I know one of you is lying here.

If that's the case, nobody sitting here

should have anything to be worried about

when we begin

mandatory drug testing tomorrow!

- Seriously?

- You gotta be kidding!

You know that's

completely against our civil rights!

- [principal] Freedom Is a state of mind.

- If we piss for you!

- f*cking bullshit!

- Everyone remember that!

You're welcome.

[angry muttering]

My mom would f*cking love this.

KAMIL TO: ELIZA

HOW MUCH IS URINE?

ELIZA TO: KAMIL

10 PER SAMPLE. YOU'RE NEXT IN LINE

Hallelujah!

[Eliza] Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!

We're in pee-business!

How's Lala?

- Fine.

- [Lala] There's no more pee in my butt!

[phone chimes]

No!

Oh, f*ck.

- What's wrong?

- They're gonna test our blood tomorrow.

- Oh, f*ck me!

- Hey, girls.

Gita, rehearsal tomorrow at 9:00.

Okay, thank you.

My dad won't forgive you

if you f*ck up again.

Got it.

Is that guy your brother?

f*ck, there's a Romani

culture fest Sunday.

I'm supposed to sing and dance.

Nice.

I can come.

You nuts?

No one can come!

I'm from f*cking Brazil, remember?

Last one there's a stinky fart!

Too slow!

Come on! Gita! What are you doing?

[Gita] We're so f*cked.

- [Walter] It's gonna break.

- [Eliza] I know how to save us.

[bell tolling]

[knocking on door]

How can I help you?

I've got a thing.

You've got a thing?

Mm-hmm.

[sighs] Come in.

[hip-hop beat playing]

Go ahead, tell on me.

And what if I helped you?

On one condition.

You win back my freedom.

Beast!

[Gita rapping in Polish]

[in English] Get for a moment up

You'll burn to ashes, so f*ck ♪

On the ground

You'll slowly turn to dust, so grime ♪

If I was Brazilian, I'd be your amiga ♪

But I'm a Bohemian

Couldn't be a cheerleader ♪

But call me f*cking yoga ♪

'Cause I'm from India

Rather than from Romania ♪

Polish, UK, proud garam masala ♪

[rapping in Polish]

[in English]

Tomorrow is easy, like a child play ♪

[rapping in Polish]