All language subtitles for fulcrum-toxikoma.2021.720p

Based on both true and fictional events.

“Would you dare to step on the tail
of a sleeping tiger?

...I did.”
Győző Szabó

Let’s go!

The whole world’s drugged,
my ego’s given up

You’ve gone and abandoned me in a rut

The sky is red, America’s voice a shout

I just wanna scream, get out!

It won’t be me!

It won’t be me
Who in the end gives out!

No, I won’t go

No, I won’t go
To hell with you! Get out!

It’s all a lie, no glorious refrain

Exhausted principles go down the drain

Nothing more to talk about

I just wanna scream, get out!

It won’t be me!

It won’t be me
Who in the end gives out!

No, I won’t go

No, I won’t go
To hell with you! Get out!

It won’t be me!

It won’t be me
Who in the end gives out!

No, I won’t go!

No, I won’t go
Fuck you all! Get out!

See ya!

Fucking hell!

BREAKFAST WITH FANNI

As you all know,
my co-host this week is Győző Szabó.

And with us is Márió Veres,
three-time fitness world champion.

- Hey!
- You gorgeous guys! It’s too much!

While Fanni collects herself,
tell us about your training.

Do you really need to be
in brutal shape?

Yeah. But there’s nothing
mysterious about it.

You’ve got to train, and
if you have drive, you’ll get there.

If you ever did push-ups,
you know what I mean.

Uh-huh, push-ups?

At first, you can’t even do 10,
but later, 50 is no problem.

How many can you do?

No idea. 1000 for sure.

That seems unlikely.

- C’mon then!
- Where are you going?

C’mon, Márió! C’mon!

Győző, will your hand be okay?

Relax, it’s just a scratch.
Are you counting?

I’m counting. But our time’s up.
So I think that’s a draw.

Please, close the door quickly.
Thank you!

- Hello!
- Fine. Stop. Okay. Attention!

And with us now is psychiatrist
Dr. Imre Csernus,

and there’s two things
worth knowing about him:

one is that he’s a tough dude,
and two,

that he can get anyone off drugs,
even if they don’t want to.

Definitely not.

You can only quit if you want to.
All I do is help.

Okay, but what really goes on?
A junkie comes to you and says,

“Hey Doc! I’m totes bombed out.”
What do you say?

How do you convince this dude
that drugs are bad?

I don’t convince him.

Oh... Your job is really easy then.

I don’t convince him of that.

I only offer possibilities.

But I make it very clear that
if you choose to quit,

there’s no “one last time” and
“next time” and all that other hogwash,

and if you choose drugs,
consider yourself already dead.

Oof, you don’t sugar-coat it.

I’m totally shocked.

- I guess the audience also...
- This is what I’m talking about.

What?

This crap.

Did I really shock you?

Did it really move you?

You just snatched a few words up
that you can keep juggling.

Now we understand why you have
such an impact on your patients.

No. You don’t understand anything.

- Okay.
- Why did you turn red?

- I didn’t turn red.
- Sure, you did. You’re blushing.

‘Cause you stepped out
of your comfort zone...

and that’s where it all starts.

You’ll never get anywhere lying
in your warm, comfy heap of mud.

Alright then.

Decipher me.

What’s in my subconscious?

A big thank you to Dr. Imre Csernus
for the spectacular demonstration.

And now we’re off to make
braided bread with Mari Lajos.

Let me take off your mic, sorry.

Thanks.

- Sorry, doc. Can we talk a sec?
- Sure.

I have a question...
personal... kind of.

You got caught with drugs?

- I’m that obvious?
- Well, it doesn’t surprise me.

- What was it? Smack?
- Yeah...

Nice. And?
You wanna quit?

What? No. I’m not on it,

but I’m forced to get treatment,
and I don’t know rehab places.

So I thought...

I don’t write papers for celebs.

If you really wanna come off it,
I’ll see you at the ward.

- Doc, listen, I really...
- Yeah, yeah.

Save the excuses for somebody else.

Close the doors, please!

Closed!

Aw, shit!

STAGE DOOR

I’m sorry! Really!

I was drunk. It meant nothing.

- Didn’t this ever happen to you?
- Well, no!

It’s never happened to me before.

Where the hell have you been?

That’s embarrassing, right?
It’s not very macho, right?

I never said that.

You just implied it!

Wait... wait.

Do you really think I’d believe that?
You think I’m that stupid?

I saw the way you were
looking at each other.

But really, it was nothing.

- Would Kevin say the same thing?
- Yes.

Well, we’re going to ask him then.

- He’ll be right here.
- Are you crazy?!

- You told him to come here?!
- How anxious you are!

Győző, fuck!

You’re late.

- I’m late?
- That’s the least of it!

Can’t you see how tense we are?

Yes.

Yes!

You’re both very tense.

What’s the reason?

- Could it be Jenny?
- Don’t be angry! I’m sorry,

he forced me to say it.
Forgive me!

- Forgive me!
- Hit me.

Let’s get out of here!
Let’s run away! I love you!

Out of my sight, you whore!
You’re really gonna regret this!

Both of you are really,
really gonna regret this!

- Here. Coffee, two sugar.
- Thanks.

That dude totally fell asleep
in the first row...

Győző, goddamnit.
What happened?

- They loved me, eh?
- How do you know?

You had no idea
what was even going on around you!

Chill. I blanked out for a sec. So?
We fixed it, right?

No, Győző. We fixed it.

Right, thanks. I take it back.

Another stunt like that
and we take your role back!

“Another stunt like that
and we take your role back...”

This is getting really fucking old.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah, it is.

Maybe nobody said so, but
it’s obvious you’re lost in space.

Yeah.

But at least I’m not an affected,
mediocre shit like you.

I dunno. I can’t tell
how long we’ll be here.

The director’s pissed,
the scene’s a mess.

I don’t feel like rehearsing either.

Yes, I know. No, there’s nothing
tomorrow afternoon. OK, I’ll handle it.

OK, gotta go. Bye.
I love you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Well, what’s up? How are ya?
- Everything’s great.

There’s no more.

- But is it coming?
- Uh-huh, it’s comin’.

- When?
- Soon.

C’mon, take a load off.

You got some?
I’ll give it back, I swear.

Oh, alright.

I’ve always wanted to do it
with a famous person.

Where is it?

- Right inside here.
- Fuck...

Can you lend me a hit?

You know anybody that’s got one?

Chill. I’ll be here soon.

Should I get the door?

- Hi!
- Are you crazy?

- I called you, no?
- Rehearsal ended now?

- I didn’t want to wake you.
- You could’ve texted me!

Judit!

I’ve got no idea
what to expect from you.

I’m here, right?

Why are we still doing this?

Will you be at the preschool at 4?

Sure.

Bye.

- Hi Bodza!
- Papa!

- You know what?
- Papa!

Where’s Bodza?

What do you mean?

My God!

Hello? It’s Judit.

- Judit!
- Get off! I told you not to come!

Don’t do this! Nothing happened.

Don’t you get it? You didn’t even notice
the kid wasn’t with you?!

- It won’t happen again!
- Oh really?

- I’ll pull myself together!
- I can’t live in fear that

- a tragedy might happen anytime!
- I’ll fix this!

I hope so. But until then,
I don’t want to see you!

Hi, Sweetie!

- Hello, my beauty!
- Papa!

I’m really sorry. Győző and I
totally miscommunicated.

It’s alright, but...

it was pretty odd when one minute
he’s helping Bodza with her shoes,

and next minute he just walks out.

Yes, it was an emergency,

but we didn’t want to
inconvenience you.

Can we go?

Papa, can we go by
the teddy bear playground?

Papa can’t come with us now.

Why not?

Bodza, come, listen...

Papa’s got to... go away a bit...
with the theater,

so people in other cities
can see us.

For how long?

Two shakes of a lamb’s tail.

C’mon, Sweetie, let’s go.

Will you bring me a present?

Sure.

C’mon, Sweetie.

All I give is enough to make
physical withdrawal bearable.

But no more.

If I switch out a drug addiction with
a meds addiction, what help is that?

If I cushion the transition,
they won’t notice it.

If you need to jump over a ravine,

that’s dangerous and tough work.

But if you succeed, you won’t go back,

because you know it’s a ravine,
not a little pothole.

Alright, off to work.

- How long have you been waiting here?
- A while.

But the medicine orders
can’t wait any longer.

Just put them on my desk.

Out of the question.
You must sign them now.

What a damned waste of time!

Hey, Doc!

Is this a good time?

That depends...

I’ll come back later.

I didn’t come for any paper.

Then what?

I wanna quit.

Fill out the inpatient forms and
you can have a bed tomorrow.

No time for that. I’m in four plays.

- Just gimme something, dude.
- I’m not your buddy.

Sorry.

So, just give me something.
I’ll take it from there.

- “Take it from there?”
- Uh-huh.

Look, Győző.

Physical addiction is jack shit.

The real work starts after.
And you can’t do that part time,

when you’ve got 5 minutes to spare,
you do some quitting.

Leave that to me, Doc. Just give me
something, and I’ll handle it.

You see all these people?

Yeah. Who are they?

The ones who couldn’t handle it.
The ones who kicked the bucket.

Yeah.

And where are the ones
who succeeded?

There are none.

There’s only those
who manage to stay clean.

Best case: till the end.

But there’s no such thing as
a cured addict. Understand?

OK, let’s not call it cured then.
Whatever.

Okay.

Let me ask you something.

You’re in a cage
with a sleeping tiger.

The tiger’s got a really long tail,

ending right in front of your feet.

Would you dare to step on it?

Is this a trick question?

Is this what you really want?

To giggle your way through life?

Joking your fucking life away?
Will you step on it or not?!

OK, don’t bite my head off!

- I’ll step on it.
- You will.

And if the tiger doesn’t wake?

Will you go closer?
Step on it again?

Depends how close it is.

No.

It doesn’t depend.

No?

No.

Because you’ll always tell yourself,
it’s still far,

you’ll handle it.

Let’s say I give you something
that’ll make you come off it,

and then you’ll believe you did it,

that you can do it anytime,

and you start stepping on
the tiger’s tail again.

Just a little at first, then more,

till finally,
you stomp on it real hard.

And then the beast will wake up and
devour you before you can blink.

You said that if I need help,
if I wanna quit, I should come here.

I’m here, right?

And you’ll be back here again and again
if you think you are stronger.

But the drug is stronger.
The drug is always stronger.

So? Are you gonna
give me something?

Sure thing.

As you like. It’s up to you.

This is pretty hardcore stuff.

It’ll smash heroin the fuck off
your opiate receptors.

You can only take it if you don’t have
anything in you already.

- Deal! Let’s do it. I’m clean.
- This isn’t a game, Győző.

If you took a hit recently,
it’ll destroy you really ugly.

I’m a big boy.

Can you hear me, Győző?

We’re taking you up
to the addictology ward now.

You’ll be safe there, alright?

Let me help.

Don’t be silly, I’ve seen it before.

Not too hot?

Two more days and
the medication symptoms will ease.

You won’t die.

But you can only stay here
if you’re an inpatient

and you agree to full treatment.

I’ll stay.

Good.

But that means
you take part in my therapy.

You follow the rules
and complete your tasks.

Do you understand me, Győző?

Yes.

Working late again?

My father simply didn’t see me.

Like I was literally invisible.

I had to push him over
the brink somehow.

If it took drugs, it would be drugs.

If it was by becoming a whore,
then that’s what I’d be.

Sorry. Keep going.

Continue.

I wanted to make sure that
when he thought about me,

he’d picture me with a huge
black cock in my mouth.

But he never thinks of me,
so whatever.

Lili,

we already know everything
about your father,

your mother, your boyfriend,

and why they’re all jerks,

and why they’re
to blame for your downfall.

But what about you?

About your responsibility?

I assume everyone has noticed

- since he made a show of it -
that Győző has joined us.

Hey guys.

Győző is new to the group,

so he doesn’t yet know how serious
we are about our own rules.

It is “one for all and
all for one” here.

Sorry, Doc. I gotta take this.

Hello?

What?!

Sure, I can be there! When?

Keep going, you don’t have to wait.
What?

Do you think this clown will ever
be able to take anything seriously?

What? Oh nothing.
I’m just super busy.

I gotta get back. Awesome news,
thanks. See ya.

- Sorry about that.
- Don’t you dare...!

- What?
- ...sit back down!

This isn’t the fucking actors’ lounge!

Look, I’m sorry.
I’ll turn it off next time.

No!

There’s no next time!

I don’t want
to see you in the group anymore!

Fine. I got it.
But let’s not get all worked up.

Out!

And drop your phone off
at the nurse’s station!

Good morning!

Mornin’.

Did you hear?
I got kicked out of group.

I heard. Took you 5 minutes.
That must be a record.

- So I can sleep in, right?
- Well, no.

How come?

The Doctor’s assigned you
to the intensive care patients.

What do I do?

You saw. Everything the nurses do.

- You’re kidding, right?
- Uh-uh.

You think it’s okay how
the Doc’s messing with me?

That depends what happened.

- Nothing.
- Then something will now.

Hurry up!
I think you’ll survive.

Bea will be under your care.

Let’s start with bathing, okay?

Nurse, couldn’t I do
something more useful?

Help you somehow?

I can bathe myself, but Bea cannot.

Undo her nightgown
and pull it off.

Start with the limbs and then
turn her over carefully

and wash her back too, okay?

- Is she dangerous?
- Not anymore.

Good luck.

Alright, let’s do this.

Hello, Bea.

Oh, fuck!

Aaak, aak, shit!

Győző!

- How is it here?
- May we talk a moment, Director?

Sure, come on in.

I apologize, sorry, sorry!

Bravo!

Just a moment of your attention!

I know you don’t care
about me now.

Yet I would like to thank

Nurse Éva Ferencz for
the work of last five years,

and for coming through
that creaky door

of our very fancy and

excellently conditioned building
every day, rain or shine,

and for enduring with angelic
patience the tiresome patients

and the even more tiresome colleagues,

and bosses.

And last... but not least,

that she accepted the post
of Head Nurse.

Bravo!

Thank you very much!

Blow out the candle! No!
Make a wish!

But not for a new job!

- Congratulations!
- Thanks!

- Congratulations!
- Thank you!

- Congratulations!
- Thanks!

I thought you wouldn’t come.

Is this for me?

Really, they’re incredibly great guys.

One of the crazies is always saying
there should be request marks:

if there’s question marks and
exclamation marks,

why not request marks?

To me!

To you!

You know I’m only here
because of you, right?

But this party is as much for you
as it is for me.

Well, I doubt that.

I certainly wouldn’t be here
without you.

I have you to thank for my work...

and my life.

No, Éva.
You only have yourself to thank.

Let’s drop this.
We’re celebrating, right?

Fine, okay.

I’ll shut up... Head Nurse.

...he’s not kidding!

He totally planned it out
and said he’s getting it patented.

I love them!

- Don’t lie to yourself at least, Balázs!
- What’s that?

You don’t give a shit
about these people!

You talk about them like they were
some fucking cute little guinea pigs.

That’s really far from caring.

You know what, Imre?
Take a chill pill, okay?

Keep drinking!

Sure. Why not?
Let’s drink!

After all, this is the addictology ward!

Let’s not fuck around then!

Anybody got any brown?

Imre, do you have a moment?

I had Győző Szabó come to see me,
imagine that!

Exciting.

He said you banned him from
the group and make him clean shit.

- So?
- Imre!

I’ve got 3 ministries up my ass,
I don’t need you to...

I thought I had a free hand.

If I was wrong, give me written
instructions and I’ll comply.

Don’t! You know I admire your work, but
with other doctors, I don’t worry about...

The others have a
3x higher relapse rate.

It could be 6x, as long as
we’re not on the tabloid covers!

Then you’re a coward, Péter!

I’m not just going through the motions!

I want to heal them!
Kick me out if you don’t like it!

I’ll do anything, just don’t
ask me to dance.

What are you afraid of?

You know I hate it
when people force me.

I accept the challenge.

I’m sorry, but this is ridiculous
the way we...

Very bold, I must say.

What do you want, Doc?

Mr. Famous Actor runs
straight to the Director.

I don’t live up to his standards, eh?

But bad news:
you’re still going to do what I say,

or you can get the fuck out.

- Well, maybe that’s what I should do.
- As you like.

It’s up to you.

Well?

Will you run away?
Say it.

I’d rather stay.

Then from now on,
you’ll fully cooperate. Understood?

I want to see you at Bea’s bed
at 7AM on the dot. Goodnight.

Fucking hell!

STATE PSYCHIATRIC INSTITUTE

Alright.

You’ll tell me later.

“The lost times I find in my dreams

Years by the wayside fallen, rejected

Through a misty, warped mirror,
upon me it gleams

And imaginings in song protected.

I dream:

upon the stage
in white shirt and tie

Dancing with fever we fly

The voice of our soul
resounding, it races

Dedication and hope,
shining on our faces.

I dream:

upon the stage
in white shirt and tie

Dancing with fever...”

Győző!

I see you understand
why you’re here.

- Whatever you say.
- Indeed.

And I’d like you
to come back to group.

You’re the one who kicked me out.

But on one condition.

You have to talk to your family.

This step is necessary
for you to progress,

and for you to finally get somewhere.

So...

I guess you two noticed that...

This is ridiculous.

Okay... Sorry.

So...

these days, I’ve spent
a little less time with the two of you

than I wanted to.

Which was not good.

And well...

I couldn’t pay
too much attention to you...

partly because of work...

Okay,

not because of work,

but because of something else,

which has caused you a lot of pain.

Especially Mama.

And now I would like...

I’d like to apologize.

I apologize.

But everything will be different now.

Fine. We’d really like that.

We want everything
to be good again, right?

When are we going home?

Well, I’m not coming now,

but you only need to sleep
a few more days, okay?

Sweetie, it’s just a little longer,

and then Papa can come home all better.

I don’t want Papa to stay here.

Listen!

The food’s much better here
than in preschool,

and you can ask for seconds twice.

And do you get porridge?

Well sure, there’s porridge.

But Mama can make that too.
Come home with us.

Come, Sweetie, let’s go and
let Papa rest.

This isn’t easy now.

That’s how you know
you did great work...

Fucking great.

- What are you doing here?
- Judit, listen. I came home.

No, you need to get straight.

I thought it over and my place is here
with you. Will you let me in?

No! What if they kick you out
for this? Go back!

- How will you explain if they notice?
- I’m not going.

- I’m serious.
- Are you crazy?

- I can hardly calm Bodza down.
- I came home to calm her.

But not like this.

I don’t want her to wake up.

You’re awake, Honey?
What’s wrong?

Was Papa here?

No, you must have been dreaming.

But I heard his voice...

C’mon, let’s crawl back
in our warm beds.

Oh, hello there!

- Look at those muscles!
- Leave me alone, okay?

Honestly, tell me how it is.

Do they require you to work out?

Or only if it’s for a role?

‘Cause I’ve seen
a lot of flabby actors.

I don’t feel like talking now.

Let’s not talk then...

I gotta go!

- I’m not even supposed to be in here.
- Fuck!

What’s the problem?
I’m a very expensive girl.

Holy shit! Are you out?

Let’s drop it. You got some?

See ya.

Look what I brought ya!

Scag.

C’mon!

You want some, eh?
You expensive girl.

C’mon.

- Are you crazy?
- No one’s coming in here for sure.

Get the hell out!

Put me down already!

You think you can just
walk out like that?

Wait here.

Come.

- But you won’t send me away, right?
- Come already.

Éva said nothing bad
would happen.

You don’t really think
you can get off easy, do you?

- Can’t we do this in the morning?
- No. Now.

- The thing is, Lili was just...
- I don’t give a shit.

I don’t care about details.

I’m no teacher and
you’re no preschoolers.

You’re adults...

who accept
the consequence of your actions.

Which, in this case, is the following:

one of you goes home tonight.

- What?
- I said, one of you goes home tonight.

You decide who it’ll be.

Don’t do this, man!
This isn’t a fuckin’ game show.

You’ve got 2 minutes to decide.

What a fuckin’ piece of shit!

So what now?

Listen!

I snuck out, I brought the junk.

It’d suck if you got kicked out
‘cause of me.

I don’t give a shit
what happens to me.

So then?

But...

I’ve got a daughter who...

I really don’t want...

to hurt her.

But you’ll hurt me?

I’m sorry.

Lili! No! Lili!

Don’t come any closer!

- Lili!
- Győző, stop!

If you kick me out,
I’ll fuckin’ slit my throat!

I swear I will!

Go ahead.

Éva!

Nurse!

Doctor?

I knew she wouldn’t do it.

Lili’s unable to take responsibility.

- A decision like that...
- You didn’t know that.

- You couldn’t have known.
- Think about it. What should I have done?

Let one psychopath destroy
my other patients?

You can’t help someone
who doesn’t want help.

You helped me,
and I wasn’t easy.

- But not by being tough with me.
- That’s different!

I felt your support.

Boundaries must be kept.
That’s why they’re boundaries.

Imre...

What don’t you get?
What’s so fucking complicated?

Is it really so important for people
to think you’re a beast?

Bravo! Good choice.
Lili could never have decided.

Who do you think you are, dude?
God Almighty?

No!
But to you I am Doctor!

You make my life impossible, Imre!

But try and understand, Péter! I know
my patients! I know what I’m doing!

For weeks there’ve been rumors
of hospital cutbacks and then you set off

- a bloodbath in the hall?
- Bloodbath? Oh please!

Well, you told her to slit her throat!

And that’s exactly why
she didn’t do it!

The Head Doctor handled
the situation very calmly

and prevented a real crisis.

‘Cause you were lucky. Again.

But you can’t play Russian roulette
in my hospital!

Another stunt like this and
no more free hand!

Everyone gets their meds,
and we’ll be in peace.

You seriously want to make
zombies out of...

I certainly do!

And without my subordinates
questioning my decisions.

Am I understood?

Understood.

Éva!

Wait!

- Yes?
- Just...

- ...thank you.
- For what?

For standing up for me.

He asked, so I told him.

Not every good solution’s successful.

But if they toy with me,
it’s a failure for sure.

With you?

You think everything’s
always about you?

What are you staring at?

Yes.

- Yes.
- No.

- No.
- Yes.

No.

No. No!

- No!
- Thank you.

No! No!

Have a seat.

Objectively it was great
to see you

trying to convince each other
with nearly no words.

But I’d love to hear
what you felt.

Tünde?

Tell me your topic and

if you managed
to convince each other.

To go mountain climbing or not.

And I think we didn’t manage.

Bengál?

You were the “no”.

How did it feel to say “no”
so many times?

I’ve never said no in my whole life.

And?

It didn’t feel good
to say it now.

But it was the task, so I said it.

Zsolt?

Our topic was:
are the Doctor’s methods worthwhile.

Excellent.

And Zsolt?
What did you agree on?

Didn’t you see?

Zsolt?

I think...

subjective reality
decides everything,

and so there’s no convincing
to be done.

- We see concepts differently.
- Zsolt.

You’re evading again.

Okay,

I don’t think that.

Seriously, I’m not brownnosing.

- But you saw...
- What?

That Győző can be pretty convincing.

Yes.

Perhaps it’s worth telling
the others quite how convincing.

Yesterday, I left it to them
to decide who leaves the hospital.

We all know Lili left.

But perhaps we could learn
something by listening

to how exactly he convinced her.

Please, go into all the details.

Let’s just say it wasn’t my fault.

The question was:
how did you manipulate Lili?

How did you save your own skin again,
disregarding everyone else. Well?

That’s between the two of us.

Of course.

Too bad you’re backing out, Győző.

Too bad. But I’m not surprised.

What?

I seriously don’t get you, man!

Why’d ya have to brownnose
all the time?

Can’t you see how much that dude
fuckin’ loves to dominate us?

Never mind me,
but I care about you.

He didn’t make the
fucked-up situation. You did.

Why couldn’t our topic be:

are tomatoes fruit?

Because if everyone keeps
their traps shut,

he’ll really believe he’s
the all-powerful wizard.

- I think he knows what he’s doing.
- Sure... my ass.

Éva!

When do you plan to write up
the report about Lili?

- I already put it on your desk.
- Thanks. I’ll take a look.

And another thing...

Tomorrow I’m leading
a prevention group at Hunyadi.

- I might be a little late.
- Fine.

And you know...

I thought about what you said.

Yes?

And...

I wouldn’t want this incident
to change our...

professional relationship.

Indeed, that would be very bad
if it would change.

But I’ll never finish
handing out the food.

Sure, go on.

How do you feel, Győző?

Splendid.

Listen, Doc,
I figured out your secret.

The Nurse. The patients recover
because of her.

If you want to be a nuisance,
we’ll find you a task.

I’d love to help.

But not Éva.

The last thing she needs is
you hindering her work.

I’m awed by her angelic patience.

Which you strongly test!

I think you can hardly wait
to see me again.

Oh sure, you’re right, I’m guilty.

I’m simply captivated by your
cute little boxers.

I know right?
I chose them for you.

We’re done here.

- Győző is really in his element.
- Too bad that doesn’t mean shit.

- He was really flirting!
- If you’re into that, fine.

- I might...
- You must know that

our institute has zero tolerance

for romantic or intimate
relations with patients.

And that this game
can endanger your job.

Rest assured, I don’t intend
to play games.

- You don’t have to reassure me.
- It looked like you were worried.

As your boss, it is my duty
to caution you

from committing a serious
professional mistake.

Aren’t we ever going
to discuss this properly?

What?
I don’t care which clown sticks

- whatever in your panties.
- No.

You belong to this hospital.
I don’t get upset

if people grab
the X-ray machine, either.

This is a very simple exercise.

“Drawing water from the Ganges.”

If you take it seriously,

you’ll see how far you’ve come,

how unified your body is,

and how much you’re able
to concentrate.

Let me demonstrate.

Your turn.

Done.

Okay, thank you.
Have a seat.

We’ll continue with
the Naked Throne.

You know the rules.

“If you sit on the throne,
you must tell the truth,

and while you tell the truth,
no one may interrupt.”

Who’ll start?

Tünde?
Who are you addressing?

- My younger brother.
- Okay.

So...

you were always so perfect
at everything,

but I wasn’t.

And I knew I’d never be like you.

But drugs gave me wings.

I know you suffered a lot
because of me,

and I know I disappointed you,
but I don’t care anymore.

- You’re lying, Tünde.
- Győző!

What?

That’s totally untrue,
so why can’t I call her out?

Tünde, thank you.

We’re done for today.

Győző, you stay a moment.

What?

Győző, you can think
what you like about me.

And I’ll endure your comments too,
but I won’t let you

- hurt the others.
- Only you’re allowed to do that?

I know what I’m doing!
And how far I can go.

You believe that?

I’ve never been as rude to anyone
as you are to us.

Because that’s what helps!

That’s how
Dynamic Confrontation Therapy works.

And the Nurse? Are you an asshole
with her to help?

Or is that part of Dynamic
Confrontation Therapy too?

Back the fuck off!

You’re backing out. Didn’t you
confront your repressed desires?

Enough!

- Wolf!
- Bleeding? Blood.

- Werewolf!
- Yes.

- My turn now!
- I’m not sure I want to know.

No, it’ll be great, Bengál.
C’mon!

Ready?!

Breakdance!

- Monster!
- Teeth!

This is fuckin’ hard!

- Louse.
- Dwarf!

Monkey?

- Piano!
- Wizard! Squirrel!

- Wizard!
- Madman!

Robot!

- Hey. Keep going!
- Keep going!

Helicopter!

Ambulance!

- Madhouse!
- Yes!

Helicopter?! Olga...

- Is everything okay?
- Sure.

How can your eyes be even prettier
when you’re sad?

- Let’s not do this now, okay?
- I’m serious.

Serious?

Well? Aren’t you coming?

What is it?

My resignation. I committed the
professional mistake we talked about.

I’m not your employer.
The Director is.

- I just thought you should know.
- Now I know.

But I’m not the errand boy
for your paper.

Are we done?

Yes...

or well, I don’t know...

the details.
Or how much notice time...

Whatever’s convenient.
What would you like?

I don’t know. I’ll stay
as long as needed.

As you like.

Éva!

Make sure Tünde gets her
special meals for a few days.

Yes.

Bye, Éva!

Éva?

Why are you shrugging?
Where is she?

I think she left.

OK, thank you. Have a seat.

Today, I wanted to...

see how far we’ve come.

How are your tasks coming along?

I’m done with my three sentences.

Let’s hear them.

I’m angry at you all

for taking my childhood.

I can’t forgive myself

for being a coward.

I’m grateful for not getting stuck
in all the shit.

Very good.

Though the third one is still
a bit general. But good work.

Tünde?

This is Past Me.

This is who I want to become.

That’s only up to you.

Győző?

I had a task too?

No wonder you’re avoiding it.

You had to write down
what you’re ashamed of.

Oh, well that didn’t happen.
What’s your move now?

You move.

You’ll do it here.

Well?

Did you shit yourself?

So? What are you ashamed of?

Me and a sexy lady in a white dress
had a great fuck,

but not in the best location.

Is that what you had in mind?

Talk about how you behaved with people
directly around you, or more remotely.

What can I say? I’m captivating.

Did you captivate your wife
when you lied to her?

And your daughter when you
talked to her, totally fucked up?

What do you know?
You’re bluffing again.

Fucking hell, tell us then!

How your daughter will remember you,
or your wife will kick you out.

Okay.

- Maybe sometimes I wasn’t...
- Maybe?!

- Sometimes?!
- Let him talk already.

Okay.

I’m listening.

It’s all yours.

Will you be ashamed if your
teenage daughter becomes a junkie?

And what are you ashamed of?

Or maybe you never made
a single mistake?

Sure, I did.

- But I’m asking the questions here.
- What now?

Are you too yellow to answer?

Scared that you’d need to lie?
That’d be awkward, right, Doc?

I admit to my mistakes.

But do you?

Bullshit.

Why are you here 24 hours a day?

‘Cause you don’t know what to do
out there alone, like a fuckin’ loser.

- Will you finish?
- I’m finished. With everything!

INCOMING CALL
PÉTER DIRECTOR.

Let’s play some pong. C’mon, Bengál!

Zsolt, c’mon!

Wait, Győző!

You can fuck up your own life,
just as you want!

But you’re not messing with
the others, understand?

Or will you take
responsibility for them?

Hold their hands when they fail?

I’ll count to three.

Anyone who doesn’t sit down
can get the fuck out!

You wanna play?

Let’s go.

Well?
Did you shit yourself already?

But the one who loses
answers questions honestly.

You start.

INCOMING CALL
ÉVA

Yesss!

MISSED CALL
ÉVA

What’re you doing?!
Come back! C’mon.

Doc!

Thank you to the others!
That’s all for today.

- We’ll continue from here.
- What’re you doing? Giving up?

Hello?! Let’s finish!

What’s this? Preschool?
If you don’t win, you don’t play?

Doc!

Goddamnit!

You think so.
I think he’s a real prick.

Let it go already.

The number you have dialed
is not available.

Please try again later...

Admit that you lost!

Fuck your stupid match!
I need to go now!

- Right now?!
- Yes, now!

If Éva’s hurt ‘cause of you,
I’ll bash your face in!

Éva’s only problem is that
you just couldn’t...

- I’m gonna report you!
- Do that!

Éva!

Éva, are you in there?!

Are you okay?!

Shit!

Éva. Éva!

C’mon!

Wake up!

Fucking hell!

C’mon!

I’m not...

X-ray machine...

What? What did you say?

I’m not...

a fucking X-ray machine...

Of course you’re not.

Of course you’re not.
And I was a dick.

An immature dick. Éva!

Éva, don’t do this!

Éva, don’t do this, please!

Éva, you hear me?

Please!

WHAT I’M ASHAMED OF

I DON’T APPRECIATE
JUDIT’S UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

She needs intensive care.

Imre! Let us do our job.

- Éva is my patient.
- I’m sorry, but you’re no longer

- a doctor at our hospital.
- Since when?

Since you punched your patient
in the face.

You’re still a coward.

What happened to her?

She overdosed.

Éva? How come?

Will she live?

Maybe yes.

Does it hurt?

You deserved it.

Yeah?

- You’ll help me by punching me?
- No.

- I can’t help you anymore.
- What? Not anymore?

I’m sorry.

Then how will you help me?

You’ve got a plan, right?

Say something already!

Did our colleagues examine
your nose?

Sure it’s not broken?

- No, I told you, it’s nothing.
- I’m glad.

I hope we can be honest.

If you issued a formal complaint,
you could help us a lot.

Yeah, I’ve thought about it.
Doc and I didn’t always get along.

Well, yes.

Imre is an excellent therapist, and his
methods aren’t exactly conventional.

Luckily, with regards to you,
I must say he did a very good job.

Well, I don’t know.

As medical professional, I believe that
you require no further treatment.

You are cured.

Doc says cured addicts don’t exist.

Imre likes to define things severely,

but he’s wrong there.
Do you smoke?

No.

Naturally,

it’ll take longer for your
new self-image to solidify.

But I’m sure you’ll succeed.

Győző. Your family needs you.

When did you have in mind?

Now.

Or never... right?

Right.

Thanks a lot.

- Bye!
- Bye!

And Tomi tickled Balázs...

and he spit out all his food
on the table,

and it was very, very, very icky.

And what did the teacher say?

She wasn’t very happy!
And she said...

- Papa!
- Hi, my beauty!

Hey, look
what’s over there!

Go look!

Hi.

How did you...?

They let me go.

I’m back.

I see.

You seem overjoyed.

Mama! There’s even cheesecake!

C’mon, Sweetie.
Let’s wash our hands

and then see what
other yummy things Papa cooked.

...and Zita’s dog is so big,

her mama and papa
can only walk him together,

because he needs two leashes

so he doesn’t run away.

Who is Zita?

Bodza’s new friend.
You don’t know her.

She only recently joined the group.

Uh-huh.

Then I’ll get to know her.
If Bodza likes her, she must be great.

So you’re completely fine then?

- Fine, but you already asked.
- Sorry.

I ate all I had to. Time for cake!

Indeed.

Can you help me?

Thanks!

“...and I’ll write:
ROOM FOR RENT - for birds only.”

Good-night! I love you!

Big kiss! Big hug!

She’s asleep.

It wasn’t easy.

She got really hyper.

What is it?

Say something already.

You’re not the only one
this was hard for.

I understand.

It’s over now.

Yes.

But I don’t quite know where
to start from again.

What do you mean?

When was it real?

When were you real?
I don’t remember anymore.

I’m here. I’m real.

I’m sorry.

Judit, don’t do this.

I did everything...
for you two, for all of us.

No. You did it for yourself,
and it worked.

I’m glad you’re fine.

But don’t expect anything more
from me now.

Győző!

Now where are you going?!

You came just in time
for an amazing smack shipment.

- No, thanks.
- Come on in.

I'm just...

- I’d like to sleep here tonight.
- Sure, whatever you want, c’mon.

Wow, this is amazing.

Sure you don’t want any?

Let’s get out of here!
Let’s run away! I love you!

Get out of here, you dirty whore!

You’ll both be sorry. Very, very sorry!

If you think this is over, you’re wrong!

You’ll go to jail for this and
rot there for the rest of your life!

You won’t have a chance
to go to the police!

- You’d better...
- What the fuck, Laci?

Sorry.

I didn’t want to disturb you.
Keep going.

Győző? Hey.

Hey.

Take 15.

Hey, old man.

How’re you doing?

Fine. I handled it.

Great. The fam?

You can imagine.

- Everybody’s happy.
- Good, good.

I see Laci’s taken my role?

Oh, yeah.

Of course, it’s hard to fill your shoes.

So, this is...

what now?
When should I come?

Listen, the thing is,
we’re just refreshing the play now.

We didn’t expect you so soon.

Sure, you’re fuckin’ great,

but I wouldn’t mess
with this season, if that’s okay.

Hello, Győző!

- Everything okay? You back?
- Yeah.

And how did you like me?
Was my Kevin too affected?

- So now I...
- Rest, rejuvenate,

I’ll settle your paycheck.

Are you sure there’s nothing...

I can...?

You know everything’s
set in stone by now.

But anything can happen next season.
OK, great to see you, bye.

- Are you okay, Győző?
- Splendid.

Great! When are you back?

- Later...
- I gotta go... Good luck!

You look good. Everything okay?

Things are kind of messed up...

- and I don’t really know...
- Well, chin up!

You changed your mind?

Come in.

Police!
Get on your knees! Hands up!

- Ah! Let me go!
- Down on the ground!

Down on the ground!

Down on the ground!

Ah! I didn’t do anything!

Turn around! Around!

Head down! Head down!

The other direction!

Clear, all clear!

What do you mean
he’s not here anymore?

Győző, you know very well
the Doctor acted very disgracefully,

and so we had to dismiss him.

- But he hasn’t finished what he started.
- What do you mean?

You said I’m fine now,
and I’m not fine at all.

Naturally,
these are very complex things.

Progress in therapy and self-knowledge
can continue throughout one’s life.

Good and bad phases
alternate cyclically.

And if you feel you need more help,
I’ll be glad to help.

- Doc Csernus...
- I have taken over his group.

So then? Will you stay?

Hello again.

It didn’t come out much.

- It’s still a bit wet.
- Thanks.

Take this.

- What’s this?
- Medicine.

I’m back.

And I just wanted to say,
I’m sorry, if I...

Okay not if, just...

I’m sorry.

Győző...

Yes.

- What are you doing here?
- We know each other and...

No visiting allowed.

- Yes, but I’m a patient here so...
- I don’t care.

Get out, and let her rest.

A movie? What’re we watching?

A quite excellent documentary...

in which recovered addicts
tell their stories.

It’s very informative, you’ll see.

He’s here.

Who? Doc Csernus?

Uh-huh.

Hey! Where are you going?

Come back!
This is part of your therapy!

Hello?! Come back immediately,
you hear me?!

Please, come back!

Before there’s any misunderstanding,

I can assure you the Doctor’s only
come back for his personal belongings.

But why?
Why did you kick him out?

- We belong with him!
- I remember we settled this.

Many times before.

I understand your excitement,

but please

relax now, settle down.

Wonderful.

I don’t want to say too much
about the film beforehand.

We’ll dissect it afterwards anyway.

Ádám is a 17-year-old

drug addict.

- What are you doing?
- Smoking.

- We discussed this!
- I won’t toss it.

- Put it out or I’m leaving!
- I won’t toss it.

Győző, sit down, it’s not too long.

You hear me?

Just because it’s a film,
this is still part of therapy.

- Really?
- Really.

This is therapy, and you
can’t just walk out!

Győző!

I don’t want to make
childish threats but...

In the end, Doc Csernus stayed,
and thanks to him, I quit using.

To this day, he’s one of my best friends.
Győző Szabó

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