Glitter (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - The Feast of Song - full transcript

I love you.

I mean it.

You only think so.

- I believe you!
- No! No, no. No, you don't.

- Then jump!
- Yes, I know it's incredibly stupid.

But I love you.

Your phone calls...

Will she call me? Or won't she?

When will she, and why?

- I'm sorry about that.
- I'm not mad.

You said you wouldn't give me anything
and you were right.



You can't give me anything,
'cause you have nothing.

Get down.

♪ Out to get even for what ♪

♪ My last girl put me through ♪

♪ You acted so naive ♪

♪ I thought I'd take it out on you ♪

♪ So I handed you ♪

♪ The short end of a deal ♪

♪ Revenge was the only thing ♪

♪ To cure my ills ♪

♪ Now I need you so ♪

GLITTER

♪ There's nothing I can do about it ♪

♪ Nothing I can do about it ♪



♪ There's nothing I can do about it ♪

♪ Nothing I can do about it ♪

♪ Girl, you told me ♪

♪ The truth about myself ♪

♪ And I just sat there ♪

♪ And pretended to be there ♪

♪ I didn't want to hear it baby ♪

♪ I'd never heard the truth ♪

♪ Girl, I must confess ♪

♪ You really shot me down ♪

♪ And when I did, I ♪

♪ Sank into nothingness ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ There's nothing I can do about it ♪

8,000 a month.

And extra expenses on top of that.

YOUTH ARE THE FUTURE AND
THE PRESENT DAY OF SOCIALIST POLAND

I was expecting this.

Not enough? Just tell me how much then.

- When I took Józek for the whole day...
- I don't want to discuss it.

...I had hoped that it would scare you.

Usually, people hope for something good.

I'm a better grandmother than a mom.

When will you come visit us again?

The bell!
The school year is about to begin.

WELCOME, FIRST-GRADERS

Together, we're going to discover
the world.

Its secrets and beauty.

I'm going to show you
how you can find the joy in learning...

Learning.

- ...reading...
- Reading.

- ...writing...
- Writing.

- ...counting...
- Counting.

- painting...
- Painting.

♪ Oh, are you able to trust ♪

♪ That your dreams are for real? ♪

♪ Dreams you could safely entrust ♪

♪ 'Cause their meaning is nil... ♪

Is there anything I can do?

I realize now...

I never asked...

if I could help somehow,
or even how you're doing, Bogusia.

Me? No, I'm fine. I'm always fine. Hmm.

Always fine?

And you worry about me?

Because I like to.

A world where nobody worries
about anyone else would be unbearable.

Maybe you should stay.

I can move out.

- Your father will throw me out anyway.
- Maybe he won't.

Apologize, promise to do better.

That way you'll keep the apartment

and your job.

I'm not going back there.

You need to get along,

'cause you're not gonna be able
to find other work.

Unless you just want to be a welder again.

What went wrong?

I thought things were good.

It was good for you?

Do you want to grow old with me?

Do you want to have kids with me?

Yeah, me neither.

It was only good for my father.

My father put your perfumes on hold.

Those people...

they're losing control.

The system will collapse.

I can help you beat him.

I think I know what to do.

- Who?
- My father.

What do you want... in return?

I want shares.

- That business is the future.
- And what about Władek?

Władek won't be a part of it.

Make a deal with the Secret Service.

Do you know anyone?

A small Kashubian village.
Nobody understood me there.

I was practically alone. Just like you.

I felt I had to leave this country.

Everything here...

is doomed.

You understand?

It feels like you can hardly do anything.

No matter how hard you try.

I quickly got married there.

He was very rich.

And much older.

But he was... very good to me.
I was good to him too.

Then, he died.

So you're alone again?

I do have the money, though.

So, how much?

100.

Oh?

You're worth every single penny.

But guaranteed, no man will pay you
that much here, honey.

Don't cross your arms.

Why don't you ever want to go out
with one of our girls?

Don't do this.

All right?

It sometimes improves marital relations.

My wife is dead.

But do you have
any other good advice for me?

Is there any other event like this one?

An event that is both ambitious
and just a little bit kitschy.

My darlings, there isn't one!

This is the only place,
here at our Opera in Sopot,

where the poor sit next to the rich.

The unattractive are admired
by the pretty.

The stupid agree with the wise.

And yet all of them sway
to the exact same melody.

Everybody wants to be rich, pretty, wise.

Everybody wants to be brave.

Yet, how many of us are, actually?

- How many?
- We've come to like each other.

- Me and Bogdan.
- All of us are imperfect.

All of us disappoint ourselves and others.

For instance,
who of you meets my expectations?

I'm not talking about all of them.
No. Just one. A specific one.

Who here actually... understands...

...what I'm saying.

No, no, no, no.
I'm not joking now. Not now.

If I sincerely expected
for you to understand what I'm saying,

I honestly wouldn't like any of you.

That was completely true until today.

I adore you all.

I really adore you guys.

A true artist.

Bravo!

And with one of you...

I am in love.

And so...

...my darlings,

let the song festival begin now!

Will she get that passport?

She thinks she deserves more.

That she's better.

Better than who?

Than me.

And you too.

Hi.

Good evening.

A strange place to meet.

It's always warm here.

Polish summers are really short.

You didn't tell me what you really do.

We didn't tell each other a lot of things.

Why?

I thought you knew.

Well, you work for the Services.

Not anymore.

I stopped weeks ago.

So how did you find out now?

Someone wanted to hurt me.

The case officer.

He was jealous of you.

I feel sorry for him.

I'm leaving Poland.

I'm... I'm having another task soon.

You think I want anything from you?

So...

when are you leaving?

Tomorrow.

A task like here?

Similar, yeah.

To make contacts with groups like here.

Like Marek and his friends.

These are kids.

They won't manage without support.

It's difficult to change anything here.

One can at least imagine it...

Your protégée would like to talk.

- I need a favor.
- It's not up to me.

Actually, it's an offer.

- I don't deal with politics.
- Then what?

Security.

I'm offering a share of the company.

It's not just about money, but...

a whole different life.

- Sorry.
- Well, maybe not now,

but in a little while,
when everything changes.

I don't deal in politics or the economy.

Only security?

I won't go to bed with you, sir.

At least,
not just to make a business deal.

Uh...

New opportunities await you.

Am I interrupting?

- Nice dress.
- Thank you.

Is it from Pewex?

Yeah.

- Jurek has good taste, you know.
- Ah.

- From his mom.
- From my mom.

Did he take you to meet his folks?

Hmm. No.

Because I only take special girls there.

Uh.

Why don't we all have a threesome?

Jurek will be reassured
that you are... liberated enough.

Well, you might make him feel disgusted.

Or you might just turn him on.

Well?

That poor girl.

She's not as clever as you.

Does that make it easier?

I really don't know...

which amuses you more.

The predictable ones

- or the unpredictable ones?
- She's dumber, that's why

- it'll be easier for her.
- I'm sorry I disappointed you.

At least she won't need an excuse
for why she fucks for money.

Thank you for calling me a fool.

- I was drunk.
- No, no.

You were absolutely right.

A fool is just what I am.

I was being a fool.

I even tried to fool myself.

- Have you seen Bogdan?
- No.

Helena.

No, thanks.

So, whatever I do now is wrong?

I thought you would...

But I guess you won't, right?

Please, take it.

You should just leave here and start over.
Without all this. Without me.

I love you.

PASSPORT

So many beautiful words and melodies.

Incredibly touching.
Maybe even sentimental.

Simply Polish.

We're finishing the Polish gala.

Tomorrow, we begin the competition.

Things will get heated.

Thank you very much.

For agreeing to it after all.

The quieter we keep it, the better.

- Do you understand?
- Mm-hm.

So, what now?

Well, now that's up to you.

YOUR WORKPLACE IS YOUR SECOND HOME

So, we're partners now, right?

You know anything about perfume?

Mm. I don't have to.

You work, and I keep watch.

You're just gonna have to trust me now.

Like he does.

You know, he's got a wife.

And kids.

Be careful.

- All right.
- Hmm?

You choose from now on.

♪ Follow my example ♪

♪ And don't worry ♪

♪ About the world ♪

♪ About sorrow and pain ♪

♪ Storm and the rain... ♪

- I'm not mad.
- 100 dollars.

How about 50?

- No one will pay more.
- I really don't care.

You don't get to haggle.

Room 503.

♪ Quit dreaming and give ♪

♪ Everything to rhythm ♪

♪ And just live, live, live, live... ♪