Glitter (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - It Will Be Sunny - full transcript
This is Polish Radio Channel One.
- It's after 8:00 a.m. Time for the news.
- Teresa?
Hey, man, there's a line!
During yesterday's parliamentary session,
Prime Minister Jaroszewicz's motion
to increase certain prices was passed.
He justified the motion
by citing the increase of wages,
pensions and disability pay,
as well as rising...
EFFICIENT MANAGEMENT
IS THE KEY TO NATION'S WELFARE
Of course.
- Thank you.
- Hey!
- Helena!
- Bogdan.
You can't get bored when he's around.
Tomas, go! Go, go!
GLITTER
♪ You have made me feel ♪
♪ Like there's not a flaw in the world ♪
♪ And ♪
- ♪ You brought my life happiness ♪
- It's better I go first.
♪ That I never knew ♪
- Good idea.
- ♪ Now, all my whole sense of sadness ♪
♪ Is finally washed away ♪
♪ Away ♪
♪ Saying... ♪
You don't have to.
♪ You brought my life happiness
That I never knew ♪
♪ Away ♪
Boredom is not so bad!
♪ Say yes ♪
So, what? I'm supposed
to be nice to him now? Really?
That guy?
Be yourself.
Oh!
So, I can tell him then,
that he doesn't get anything,
that he's naive.
He's too wealthy and good-looking.
Where does he get off?
Looking like that?
You're quite a couple, though.
He paid me.
That's good.
That's very good, Helena.
But when they're good-looking,
and they're also nice,
that is immediately suspicious to me.
Sometimes, I like to imagine...
the perfect man for you.
Someone just like...
...that one.
Just perfect.
But, one question...
is there something wrong with you,
or maybe with me...
that I would imagine things like that?
Hmm.
Nobody thinks about the hygiene.
Moonshiners don't care
that people lose their sight.
And their lives.
Not to mention fatalities.
Moonshine is, in a sense,
a relatively new trend
among the intelligentsia.
They are the ones guilty
- for propagating this problem in cities.
- Of course, they're fucking guilty.
In the past, moonshine was created
in the countryside,
- using potatoes or flour.
- If you say so.
THE CHAIN OF CHANCE
You can't compare it
to moonshine production
using sugar in sterile,
- practically laboratory conditions...
- Hmm, Tomas.
...on a large scale.
Tomas!
When he wakes up, tell him that
it's not fucking fun or nice out here.
And the water's too fucking cold.
Can I bury him here in the sand?
Please?
What happened?
They raised prices, almost 100%.
- Oh.
- People queue for sugar.
Sugar?
Yeah.
Poles stock up sugar to feel... safe.
And free.
Hooch is made of sugar.
My Algerian half would queue for flour.
French for wine.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.
I really hate beer.
Uh-oh.
Not good.
No beer.
Wait. I have something for you.
A few drops under your tongue.
But, uh...
how will I feel...
after?
Normal.
Just better.
That's enough.
That's it. Bogdan!
- Mm-hm?
- No, thank you.
- Oh, come on!
- No.
"Dear, Cuckoo."
"There's this girl."
"We ride the same tram every morning."
"She looks at me, I look at her."
"And those looks
reach deep within our souls."
"Should I approach her?"
"What if she has an ugly voice?"
"Or a boyfriend?"
"I don't know which is worse."
I can eat your ice cream
if you don't like it.
- That's all right.
- Dear Paweł,
your letter describes a magical moment
when feelings are still just potential,
but also real.
Should you approach her?
Only you can decide.
In the meantime, I advise you
to preserve this moment in amber.
What is she saying?
She... saying...
He drowns her in amber.
Who is he?
He's just a boy.
- And who is she?
- A girl.
On the tram.
He should...
change trams.
Don't look.
Let's go, darling.
- Heniek. Heniek. Stop staring.
- Uh, what?
- Let's go.
- I'm not staring.
Give me those berries!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What was that about?
In the water?
It was shallow, shallow...
and then deep.
So quiet.
Down there.
Do you speak Polish?
No.
Hey, hey, look, you guys.
You want some food?
No?
Somebody has to drive.
We can sleep on the beach.
Hmm.
Or not sleep at all.
- I don't think so.
- Come on.
No, sorry. Maybe later.
Hey!
What a day!
One of a kind for sure.
Wonderful.
Good evening, everyone!
A great day is one that leaves room...
- It's all he talks about.
- ...for just a little bit of emotion.
Better play some music!
Yes!
Have you ever been sad, sir?
No. Never.
You are perpetually happy,
you're telling us?
How much did you drink today?
I'm on my vacation, man.
I wonder at what time was your first beer?
In the morning?
Same as yesterday?
I'll bet he started on the way here.
And on the way back home,
I know he'll drink some more.
I think, maybe, he's using that beer
to hide from something.
From his wife. From his children.
Or maybe that's how he celebrates?
That must be it.
You're bravely sharing your happiness
and celebrating it.
Who can help me?
Who else has never been sad in their life?
Hmm?
- So why did you go out with me finally?
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
Well, everyone...
You don't know or you know but can't say?
What a sad world it would be
without sadness.
Now, let us finish this little moment
of reflection and have some fun!
With Dancing!
Get out there! You're welcome.
All right, everyone on the dance floor!
I'm talking to you too, Mr. Happy.
Everyone! Now, I have a proposal.
I suggest that we combine
all of our sadness, and sorrows,
and all our blues,
and together we create fire!
One, two, three, four!
Two!
Two! First, the right leg
and then the left one.
And then turn around, and...
Everyone, we have some special guests
here with us...
the King and Queen of Algeria!
Give them a hand!
I'll, hmm...
give you two times
what I'm paying that loser.
More beers please.
All right. Three then.
Thank you.
I need ten times at least.
That is if at all.
I work only impressive events
at luxury venues.
All right, fine.
Five times, okay?
Listen to me.
Listen, my friend.
There has to be... there has to be style,
has to be class,
has to be glamor.
Glitter.
Mm.
When you build an elegant hotel,
then maybe we can revisit
this conversation.
I had a good day, you know.
Consider it a present from me to you.
A present?
Mm-hmm.
Sometimes...
I offer my gift to the world,
it's just what I do.
You must think you're pretty special then?
I do, yeah.
You're just some fag.
Hey, take it easy, all right?
Yeah, I am taking it easy, I'm all right.
It's just that this kind of thing...
You all right?
What's wrong?
You getting beat up by a fag?
Hey!
- Hey!
- Easy, easy.
- Hey!
- Get them out of here!
You cock!
- Calm down!
- Okay. Okay, guys.
Hey!
You should be fucking raising chickens,
not entertaining people!
Stop!
Stop it.
We go now. Okay?
Yeah?
Darek!
Okay.
Hey, hey, don't do it.
Leave him alone.
It's not polite to hit foreigners!
Hey! You fag!
Okay, come on! You sissy! Huh?
Sweetie!
- Bogdan!
- Tomas! Let's go! Let's go!
♪ Time to chill, to chill
It's our chilling time ♪
Bogdan!
Stop! Don't move!
Come on!
Come on, guys!
Tomas!
Hey, Tadek!
Kiss my ass!
Get back here!
I will find you!
The Ministry
did not comment on the acts of vandalism
that had taken place in Radom.
We should expect the next address
from Prime Minister Jaroszewicz tomorrow.
And now, the weather.
It'll be sunny across Poland
with no rain expected.
Gentle winds will blow nightly.
Temperatures in the 60s and 80s
during the day.
We invite you to join us
for more news at 7:00 a.m.
What did it say?
Good night.
Just the weather for tomorrow.
And?
It will be sunny.
Take care, my friend.
I was being nice to him.
You were.
I haven't had that much fun
in a long time.
Neither have you.
So what if... he turns out to be a good guy?
Oh...
Nothing.
Nothing?
Eh, so be it.
Who was it that taught me
to think that way?
Yeah, who was that?
We've gone through his room.
There was nothing to find.
Not tonight.
♪ The smell of green grass ♪
♪ And bitter herbs ♪
♪ Emerald meadows ♪
♪ Rustling of our steps ♪
♪ I'd take and keep with me ♪
♪ Summer that has passed ♪
♪ Rocks wetted by the sea ♪
♪ Quiet sunsets, nights, and dawns ♪
♪ I'll take and hold ♪
ASSIGNMENT OF SURVEILLANCE
OF TOMAS BARRE
Since you enjoy spending time together.
- It's after 8:00 a.m. Time for the news.
- Teresa?
Hey, man, there's a line!
During yesterday's parliamentary session,
Prime Minister Jaroszewicz's motion
to increase certain prices was passed.
He justified the motion
by citing the increase of wages,
pensions and disability pay,
as well as rising...
EFFICIENT MANAGEMENT
IS THE KEY TO NATION'S WELFARE
Of course.
- Thank you.
- Hey!
- Helena!
- Bogdan.
You can't get bored when he's around.
Tomas, go! Go, go!
GLITTER
♪ You have made me feel ♪
♪ Like there's not a flaw in the world ♪
♪ And ♪
- ♪ You brought my life happiness ♪
- It's better I go first.
♪ That I never knew ♪
- Good idea.
- ♪ Now, all my whole sense of sadness ♪
♪ Is finally washed away ♪
♪ Away ♪
♪ Saying... ♪
You don't have to.
♪ You brought my life happiness
That I never knew ♪
♪ Away ♪
Boredom is not so bad!
♪ Say yes ♪
So, what? I'm supposed
to be nice to him now? Really?
That guy?
Be yourself.
Oh!
So, I can tell him then,
that he doesn't get anything,
that he's naive.
He's too wealthy and good-looking.
Where does he get off?
Looking like that?
You're quite a couple, though.
He paid me.
That's good.
That's very good, Helena.
But when they're good-looking,
and they're also nice,
that is immediately suspicious to me.
Sometimes, I like to imagine...
the perfect man for you.
Someone just like...
...that one.
Just perfect.
But, one question...
is there something wrong with you,
or maybe with me...
that I would imagine things like that?
Hmm.
Nobody thinks about the hygiene.
Moonshiners don't care
that people lose their sight.
And their lives.
Not to mention fatalities.
Moonshine is, in a sense,
a relatively new trend
among the intelligentsia.
They are the ones guilty
- for propagating this problem in cities.
- Of course, they're fucking guilty.
In the past, moonshine was created
in the countryside,
- using potatoes or flour.
- If you say so.
THE CHAIN OF CHANCE
You can't compare it
to moonshine production
using sugar in sterile,
- practically laboratory conditions...
- Hmm, Tomas.
...on a large scale.
Tomas!
When he wakes up, tell him that
it's not fucking fun or nice out here.
And the water's too fucking cold.
Can I bury him here in the sand?
Please?
What happened?
They raised prices, almost 100%.
- Oh.
- People queue for sugar.
Sugar?
Yeah.
Poles stock up sugar to feel... safe.
And free.
Hooch is made of sugar.
My Algerian half would queue for flour.
French for wine.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.
I really hate beer.
Uh-oh.
Not good.
No beer.
Wait. I have something for you.
A few drops under your tongue.
But, uh...
how will I feel...
after?
Normal.
Just better.
That's enough.
That's it. Bogdan!
- Mm-hm?
- No, thank you.
- Oh, come on!
- No.
"Dear, Cuckoo."
"There's this girl."
"We ride the same tram every morning."
"She looks at me, I look at her."
"And those looks
reach deep within our souls."
"Should I approach her?"
"What if she has an ugly voice?"
"Or a boyfriend?"
"I don't know which is worse."
I can eat your ice cream
if you don't like it.
- That's all right.
- Dear Paweł,
your letter describes a magical moment
when feelings are still just potential,
but also real.
Should you approach her?
Only you can decide.
In the meantime, I advise you
to preserve this moment in amber.
What is she saying?
She... saying...
He drowns her in amber.
Who is he?
He's just a boy.
- And who is she?
- A girl.
On the tram.
He should...
change trams.
Don't look.
Let's go, darling.
- Heniek. Heniek. Stop staring.
- Uh, what?
- Let's go.
- I'm not staring.
Give me those berries!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What was that about?
In the water?
It was shallow, shallow...
and then deep.
So quiet.
Down there.
Do you speak Polish?
No.
Hey, hey, look, you guys.
You want some food?
No?
Somebody has to drive.
We can sleep on the beach.
Hmm.
Or not sleep at all.
- I don't think so.
- Come on.
No, sorry. Maybe later.
Hey!
What a day!
One of a kind for sure.
Wonderful.
Good evening, everyone!
A great day is one that leaves room...
- It's all he talks about.
- ...for just a little bit of emotion.
Better play some music!
Yes!
Have you ever been sad, sir?
No. Never.
You are perpetually happy,
you're telling us?
How much did you drink today?
I'm on my vacation, man.
I wonder at what time was your first beer?
In the morning?
Same as yesterday?
I'll bet he started on the way here.
And on the way back home,
I know he'll drink some more.
I think, maybe, he's using that beer
to hide from something.
From his wife. From his children.
Or maybe that's how he celebrates?
That must be it.
You're bravely sharing your happiness
and celebrating it.
Who can help me?
Who else has never been sad in their life?
Hmm?
- So why did you go out with me finally?
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
Well, everyone...
You don't know or you know but can't say?
What a sad world it would be
without sadness.
Now, let us finish this little moment
of reflection and have some fun!
With Dancing!
Get out there! You're welcome.
All right, everyone on the dance floor!
I'm talking to you too, Mr. Happy.
Everyone! Now, I have a proposal.
I suggest that we combine
all of our sadness, and sorrows,
and all our blues,
and together we create fire!
One, two, three, four!
Two!
Two! First, the right leg
and then the left one.
And then turn around, and...
Everyone, we have some special guests
here with us...
the King and Queen of Algeria!
Give them a hand!
I'll, hmm...
give you two times
what I'm paying that loser.
More beers please.
All right. Three then.
Thank you.
I need ten times at least.
That is if at all.
I work only impressive events
at luxury venues.
All right, fine.
Five times, okay?
Listen to me.
Listen, my friend.
There has to be... there has to be style,
has to be class,
has to be glamor.
Glitter.
Mm.
When you build an elegant hotel,
then maybe we can revisit
this conversation.
I had a good day, you know.
Consider it a present from me to you.
A present?
Mm-hmm.
Sometimes...
I offer my gift to the world,
it's just what I do.
You must think you're pretty special then?
I do, yeah.
You're just some fag.
Hey, take it easy, all right?
Yeah, I am taking it easy, I'm all right.
It's just that this kind of thing...
You all right?
What's wrong?
You getting beat up by a fag?
Hey!
- Hey!
- Easy, easy.
- Hey!
- Get them out of here!
You cock!
- Calm down!
- Okay. Okay, guys.
Hey!
You should be fucking raising chickens,
not entertaining people!
Stop!
Stop it.
We go now. Okay?
Yeah?
Darek!
Okay.
Hey, hey, don't do it.
Leave him alone.
It's not polite to hit foreigners!
Hey! You fag!
Okay, come on! You sissy! Huh?
Sweetie!
- Bogdan!
- Tomas! Let's go! Let's go!
♪ Time to chill, to chill
It's our chilling time ♪
Bogdan!
Stop! Don't move!
Come on!
Come on, guys!
Tomas!
Hey, Tadek!
Kiss my ass!
Get back here!
I will find you!
The Ministry
did not comment on the acts of vandalism
that had taken place in Radom.
We should expect the next address
from Prime Minister Jaroszewicz tomorrow.
And now, the weather.
It'll be sunny across Poland
with no rain expected.
Gentle winds will blow nightly.
Temperatures in the 60s and 80s
during the day.
We invite you to join us
for more news at 7:00 a.m.
What did it say?
Good night.
Just the weather for tomorrow.
And?
It will be sunny.
Take care, my friend.
I was being nice to him.
You were.
I haven't had that much fun
in a long time.
Neither have you.
So what if... he turns out to be a good guy?
Oh...
Nothing.
Nothing?
Eh, so be it.
Who was it that taught me
to think that way?
Yeah, who was that?
We've gone through his room.
There was nothing to find.
Not tonight.
♪ The smell of green grass ♪
♪ And bitter herbs ♪
♪ Emerald meadows ♪
♪ Rustling of our steps ♪
♪ I'd take and keep with me ♪
♪ Summer that has passed ♪
♪ Rocks wetted by the sea ♪
♪ Quiet sunsets, nights, and dawns ♪
♪ I'll take and hold ♪
ASSIGNMENT OF SURVEILLANCE
OF TOMAS BARRE
Since you enjoy spending time together.