Glitter (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Stripteases Galore - full transcript
♪ And once again, we're united ♪
♪ Time and again ♪
It's today.
The party.
But I didn't say yes.
And you didn't say no.
♪ Those days I bet ♪
♪ I won't regret ♪
GLITTER
I'm fine.
Okay.
Just...
Let's not pretend... a couple.
You mean, we should behave
like a couple or like friends?
- Oh, Tomas! My friend!
- Hey!
- Marek.
- And his friend...
Helena.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you. Helena.
Uh...
The two of us are not really friends.
Me and Mr. Handsome here.
I told Helena I must borrow
an extension cord from my neighbor.
Sure.
- Wine.
- Excellent.
Oh, Tomas!
Do you need help?
Pardon.
Or move it right, right, right.
- Where?
- It's best right there.
I'd be reluctant too.
In a dress like that, you should just
stand there looking nice.
He's a nice guy with a specific charm.
- Mm.
- Are you giving me a shot?
What would you like to drink?
Whatever's fine.
Hmm.
Come and help me.
Take the glasses.
Who are you?
Besides a pretty Pole
in expensive clothes from the west?
Next to you, I feel lame.
Agata.
Sławek.
Helena.
Marek.
I didn't introduce myself at the door.
- He lent it?
- He did.
He'll come over later.
When he comes, we'll eat him.
We'll eat the old commie!
We'll eat our communist neighbor.
Ah!
I'm sorry.
Ah, there's nothing to be sorry for.
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
At a student party?
They're all Tomas' friends.
Well then, bravo. Keep it up.
Hmm.
No warm water.
But seriously, what are you doing here?
I can't tell you.
Hmm.
It's a surprise.
It's smelling good. Yeah.
- Hello, Tomas! My friend!
- Hey, Bogdan!
Ah.
I thought you left.
I'm here.
I thought so for a very brief moment.
There is a strange smell.
What's that?
The smell of freedom, my friend!
But...
...not ready.
Freedom... is not ready yet.
Hooch. I told you.
Ah.
No royal decree,
no postulate, no dogma
of our "one and only just system"
- has ever made Poles so equal!
- Over here!
- Yeah!
- Thieves, farmers,
cinematographers, miners, and designers,
descendants of magnates and serfs alike.
They all drank vodka! The great equalizer!
- That's Vodka!
- Yeah!
- And if they don't drink...
- Informers!
That's right!
Cheers!
- Cheers!
- To the vodka revolution!
He's always saying we're equal to vodka.
Oh.
- But you prefer wine.
- Oh, yeah. I'm not the only one.
I'm not Polish.
- How are you?
- Hey.
Um, Marcelina.
My, um... my interpreter.
And, uh, Helena.
- Your...
- Friend.
Friend or girlfriend?
Friend.
- Let's drink... another one.
- Yep.
Mm?
Do you know Agata well?
Yes. She's my fiancée.
Ah!
So, why aren't you dancing with her?
She doesn't exactly like it...
when I'm drunk.
Mm.
Now ask me if I love her.
We'll be getting married next month.
I wish you the best.
Night of attractions!
It's time to see the first one.
Oh, here goes... one man!
He is, at first glance, a simple man.
A bit rough.
Oh, so complicated, so sensitive!
Everyone, let's give Sławek a big hand,
because he's about to be a naked man!
You might be thinking,
"Naked man? So what?"
Who hasn't seen someone naked?
But this will be something more.
This beautiful man
will not only set your senses ablaze...
...but also your hearts!
Are you ready?
What do you say?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
This is the body of someone
beaten up in Radom.
One of the very few who were simply lucky...
to make it home.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
- Not much.
- You know, it's not that bad.
Chip in.
- I already gave it all.
- Everything you had in your pocket.
It's still quite a lot.
Throw in your mom's golden earrings.
And your dad's watch.
What else? My grandpa's signet too?
Then will we be even?
Throw in your grandmother's necklace.
Crucifix.
Sławek. You won't help anyone this way.
Agata, why don't you
go attend to your guests.
Chat about fashion, cuisine, theater...
Sławek! Sławek!
Hey!
- Relax, relax.
- Marek!
- Enough.
- Marek, stop it.
- Calm down.
- Okay, okay.
- Sławek! Relax!
- Enough!
Here you are.
He should give over everything.
- You too. You won't go broke.
- No, he's just joking.
No, I'm not joking.
He wants your money. Hers too.
He suggests she has plenty.
All right.
- We are going.
- Yeah.
To drink. To drink a lot.
- Let's go.
- Let's go.
Why do you care what I have or not?
It's 'cause others have so little.
I'm not taking anything from anyone.
That's what you all think.
They took everything from all of us.
What a tragedy. A historic tragedy.
I don't understand any of this.
- Let's go. Please.
- She leaves when she chips in.
Well, she's different.
She's not like them.
I really am not.
What are you like then, hmm?
What's with the clothes?
Are you an establishment?
- An artist?
- Okay, enough. That's enough. Come on.
- Come on.
- No, no, no. Hang on.
- I'll help you out.
- Mm?
I fuck people for money.
Is she a public woman?
So tell me, who am I taking from?
And what?
You're not taking from anyone.
You're giving it.
I have a request.
Will you do it with him?
- With whom?
- With Marek.
I have money. I'll pay.
Why, though?
I cheated on him.
I wanted to try it with someone else.
You know, when I think about how I'll...
only get to sleep with him?
I envy you. Your freedom.
- You don't know what you're saying.
- Marek knows.
If he does it, maybe he...
it would even the score.
We'll be okay.
Listen, listen.
- The match is starting.
- Good evening,
- ladies and gentlemen!
- Come on!
- Would it make you okay?
- I welcome you all very, very cordially.
This is the final game between Poland
and the Soviet Union, as you know.
The fight for gold.
It's the first time
the Polish have made it
into the Olympic tournament final.
- Damn, it won't work!
- Don't hit it!
Are you okay?
- We'd better go, really.
- No, no, no, no, no.
It's a nice party.
It's a nice Polish party.
You should stay.
- Okay.
- I just need a walk.
I'll be back, okay?
Where are you going?
Going home.
Vodka's all gone.
A night of stripteases... of all kinds.
But what do you get out of it?
Nothing.
You get nothing. I get nothing.
But what do they get? A sensation.
30 YEARS OF POLISH PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC
Yeah.
Five.
Thank you.
Fuck!
I have kids. Keep it down.
Go and tell your sweetheart of a hubby
to move his ass
and get us some more alcohol!
There isn't anymore.
We're sorry.
But hold on. Why are we sorry?
I'm not sorry.
We are sorry.
What's this about? I don't know.
No! No way!
Give it.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It'll take time.
Everyone's drinking tonight.
Give me back my watch.
Hmm.
Just what we needed.
Do you have a light?
You're waiting. Been awhile?
It goes quicker for some...
slower for others.
You couldn't have said that
from the get-go?
Thank you.
The summer has long, hot days,
and short nights.
So much can happen.
A few weeks and yet, an eternity!
It's the end of July.
Soon it'll be winter again.
Isn't it a delight?
How so?
Well, I don't know. Leaves on a tree.
A slightly warmer breeze. A singing bird.
I have a canary.
When I get home,
I will definitely delight in it.
What amuses you?
Do you always blabber on like that
to everyone out here?
Seriously... we don't need it.
Ignore him. He's always like that.
You feel sorry for me.
You think I'm pathetic.
Mm.
You have so many more chances
to be delighted.
And you're just gonna waste 'em.
I feel for you.
Yeah. I'm afraid of winter.
It terrifies me.
But I won't let the joy of summer
be taken from me, though.
- That's it?
- Be glad you got any.
And you gave him one of ours.
Janusz!
Nothing, nothing, nothing!
Cheers.
♪ There are lovers among us ♪
♪ Madly in love, truly nuts ♪
♪ It's the first time
They've fallen for each other ♪
I bring you joy!
Happiness! Happiness!
What are the Soviet Union
players thinking now?
They know that fifth sets
are the Poles' specialty.
Wojtowicz blocks!
And for the first time in this game,
the Poles cheer happily.
No more signs of fatigue.
But they still need four points.
Eleven to seven, a four-point lead.
Only four points away from absolute joy.
Chernyshov!
- And Gawlowski gets the ball over.
- Your turn.
You translate for him.
Troubled faces in the stands.
You're a lot better.
But he cares about you.
But Wojtowicz got there
at the right moment!
An excellent
spike into a vacant spot, diagonally.
Why do you pretend
that you don't have feelings for him?
And then despair is replaced with hope!
This is incredible!
What is about to happen in a moment,
ladies and gentlemen,
is an incredible achievement!
This is almost unbelievable!
Match point!
And it's out! Out! Out!
There was no block touch!
That dance! That image!
We're watching live, as history is made!
They don't even have
the strength to be happy now!
I have nothing to add.
Look, here they are!
And Wagner, a true charlatan who said,
"I'm only interested in gold."
Bravo! Bravo!
Poland!
You left me for the third time.
The party's over.
About that pretending
or not pretending...
Um, fuck. Uh...
It's so confusing.
Don't you think we are bizarre
and complicated,
yet a couple?
You okay?
Ah... the heater!
♪ And once again, we've parted ways ♪
♪ Time and again ♪
♪ Time and again ♪
It's today.
The party.
But I didn't say yes.
And you didn't say no.
♪ Those days I bet ♪
♪ I won't regret ♪
GLITTER
I'm fine.
Okay.
Just...
Let's not pretend... a couple.
You mean, we should behave
like a couple or like friends?
- Oh, Tomas! My friend!
- Hey!
- Marek.
- And his friend...
Helena.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you. Helena.
Uh...
The two of us are not really friends.
Me and Mr. Handsome here.
I told Helena I must borrow
an extension cord from my neighbor.
Sure.
- Wine.
- Excellent.
Oh, Tomas!
Do you need help?
Pardon.
Or move it right, right, right.
- Where?
- It's best right there.
I'd be reluctant too.
In a dress like that, you should just
stand there looking nice.
He's a nice guy with a specific charm.
- Mm.
- Are you giving me a shot?
What would you like to drink?
Whatever's fine.
Hmm.
Come and help me.
Take the glasses.
Who are you?
Besides a pretty Pole
in expensive clothes from the west?
Next to you, I feel lame.
Agata.
Sławek.
Helena.
Marek.
I didn't introduce myself at the door.
- He lent it?
- He did.
He'll come over later.
When he comes, we'll eat him.
We'll eat the old commie!
We'll eat our communist neighbor.
Ah!
I'm sorry.
Ah, there's nothing to be sorry for.
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
At a student party?
They're all Tomas' friends.
Well then, bravo. Keep it up.
Hmm.
No warm water.
But seriously, what are you doing here?
I can't tell you.
Hmm.
It's a surprise.
It's smelling good. Yeah.
- Hello, Tomas! My friend!
- Hey, Bogdan!
Ah.
I thought you left.
I'm here.
I thought so for a very brief moment.
There is a strange smell.
What's that?
The smell of freedom, my friend!
But...
...not ready.
Freedom... is not ready yet.
Hooch. I told you.
Ah.
No royal decree,
no postulate, no dogma
of our "one and only just system"
- has ever made Poles so equal!
- Over here!
- Yeah!
- Thieves, farmers,
cinematographers, miners, and designers,
descendants of magnates and serfs alike.
They all drank vodka! The great equalizer!
- That's Vodka!
- Yeah!
- And if they don't drink...
- Informers!
That's right!
Cheers!
- Cheers!
- To the vodka revolution!
He's always saying we're equal to vodka.
Oh.
- But you prefer wine.
- Oh, yeah. I'm not the only one.
I'm not Polish.
- How are you?
- Hey.
Um, Marcelina.
My, um... my interpreter.
And, uh, Helena.
- Your...
- Friend.
Friend or girlfriend?
Friend.
- Let's drink... another one.
- Yep.
Mm?
Do you know Agata well?
Yes. She's my fiancée.
Ah!
So, why aren't you dancing with her?
She doesn't exactly like it...
when I'm drunk.
Mm.
Now ask me if I love her.
We'll be getting married next month.
I wish you the best.
Night of attractions!
It's time to see the first one.
Oh, here goes... one man!
He is, at first glance, a simple man.
A bit rough.
Oh, so complicated, so sensitive!
Everyone, let's give Sławek a big hand,
because he's about to be a naked man!
You might be thinking,
"Naked man? So what?"
Who hasn't seen someone naked?
But this will be something more.
This beautiful man
will not only set your senses ablaze...
...but also your hearts!
Are you ready?
What do you say?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
This is the body of someone
beaten up in Radom.
One of the very few who were simply lucky...
to make it home.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
Support workers and their families.
- Not much.
- You know, it's not that bad.
Chip in.
- I already gave it all.
- Everything you had in your pocket.
It's still quite a lot.
Throw in your mom's golden earrings.
And your dad's watch.
What else? My grandpa's signet too?
Then will we be even?
Throw in your grandmother's necklace.
Crucifix.
Sławek. You won't help anyone this way.
Agata, why don't you
go attend to your guests.
Chat about fashion, cuisine, theater...
Sławek! Sławek!
Hey!
- Relax, relax.
- Marek!
- Enough.
- Marek, stop it.
- Calm down.
- Okay, okay.
- Sławek! Relax!
- Enough!
Here you are.
He should give over everything.
- You too. You won't go broke.
- No, he's just joking.
No, I'm not joking.
He wants your money. Hers too.
He suggests she has plenty.
All right.
- We are going.
- Yeah.
To drink. To drink a lot.
- Let's go.
- Let's go.
Why do you care what I have or not?
It's 'cause others have so little.
I'm not taking anything from anyone.
That's what you all think.
They took everything from all of us.
What a tragedy. A historic tragedy.
I don't understand any of this.
- Let's go. Please.
- She leaves when she chips in.
Well, she's different.
She's not like them.
I really am not.
What are you like then, hmm?
What's with the clothes?
Are you an establishment?
- An artist?
- Okay, enough. That's enough. Come on.
- Come on.
- No, no, no. Hang on.
- I'll help you out.
- Mm?
I fuck people for money.
Is she a public woman?
So tell me, who am I taking from?
And what?
You're not taking from anyone.
You're giving it.
I have a request.
Will you do it with him?
- With whom?
- With Marek.
I have money. I'll pay.
Why, though?
I cheated on him.
I wanted to try it with someone else.
You know, when I think about how I'll...
only get to sleep with him?
I envy you. Your freedom.
- You don't know what you're saying.
- Marek knows.
If he does it, maybe he...
it would even the score.
We'll be okay.
Listen, listen.
- The match is starting.
- Good evening,
- ladies and gentlemen!
- Come on!
- Would it make you okay?
- I welcome you all very, very cordially.
This is the final game between Poland
and the Soviet Union, as you know.
The fight for gold.
It's the first time
the Polish have made it
into the Olympic tournament final.
- Damn, it won't work!
- Don't hit it!
Are you okay?
- We'd better go, really.
- No, no, no, no, no.
It's a nice party.
It's a nice Polish party.
You should stay.
- Okay.
- I just need a walk.
I'll be back, okay?
Where are you going?
Going home.
Vodka's all gone.
A night of stripteases... of all kinds.
But what do you get out of it?
Nothing.
You get nothing. I get nothing.
But what do they get? A sensation.
30 YEARS OF POLISH PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC
Yeah.
Five.
Thank you.
Fuck!
I have kids. Keep it down.
Go and tell your sweetheart of a hubby
to move his ass
and get us some more alcohol!
There isn't anymore.
We're sorry.
But hold on. Why are we sorry?
I'm not sorry.
We are sorry.
What's this about? I don't know.
No! No way!
Give it.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It'll take time.
Everyone's drinking tonight.
Give me back my watch.
Hmm.
Just what we needed.
Do you have a light?
You're waiting. Been awhile?
It goes quicker for some...
slower for others.
You couldn't have said that
from the get-go?
Thank you.
The summer has long, hot days,
and short nights.
So much can happen.
A few weeks and yet, an eternity!
It's the end of July.
Soon it'll be winter again.
Isn't it a delight?
How so?
Well, I don't know. Leaves on a tree.
A slightly warmer breeze. A singing bird.
I have a canary.
When I get home,
I will definitely delight in it.
What amuses you?
Do you always blabber on like that
to everyone out here?
Seriously... we don't need it.
Ignore him. He's always like that.
You feel sorry for me.
You think I'm pathetic.
Mm.
You have so many more chances
to be delighted.
And you're just gonna waste 'em.
I feel for you.
Yeah. I'm afraid of winter.
It terrifies me.
But I won't let the joy of summer
be taken from me, though.
- That's it?
- Be glad you got any.
And you gave him one of ours.
Janusz!
Nothing, nothing, nothing!
Cheers.
♪ There are lovers among us ♪
♪ Madly in love, truly nuts ♪
♪ It's the first time
They've fallen for each other ♪
I bring you joy!
Happiness! Happiness!
What are the Soviet Union
players thinking now?
They know that fifth sets
are the Poles' specialty.
Wojtowicz blocks!
And for the first time in this game,
the Poles cheer happily.
No more signs of fatigue.
But they still need four points.
Eleven to seven, a four-point lead.
Only four points away from absolute joy.
Chernyshov!
- And Gawlowski gets the ball over.
- Your turn.
You translate for him.
Troubled faces in the stands.
You're a lot better.
But he cares about you.
But Wojtowicz got there
at the right moment!
An excellent
spike into a vacant spot, diagonally.
Why do you pretend
that you don't have feelings for him?
And then despair is replaced with hope!
This is incredible!
What is about to happen in a moment,
ladies and gentlemen,
is an incredible achievement!
This is almost unbelievable!
Match point!
And it's out! Out! Out!
There was no block touch!
That dance! That image!
We're watching live, as history is made!
They don't even have
the strength to be happy now!
I have nothing to add.
Look, here they are!
And Wagner, a true charlatan who said,
"I'm only interested in gold."
Bravo! Bravo!
Poland!
You left me for the third time.
The party's over.
About that pretending
or not pretending...
Um, fuck. Uh...
It's so confusing.
Don't you think we are bizarre
and complicated,
yet a couple?
You okay?
Ah... the heater!
♪ And once again, we've parted ways ♪
♪ Time and again ♪