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EPISODE 1

Hi, Alic!

Hi!

Let's talk outside!

Can we talk later?

Come on! Just a minute! One word and that's it!

Can't we talk here?

It's too noisy here! Come outside!

I'll be right back!

Come here!

- Why can't you just behave? - What's wrong with you?

I told you I would handle it in a few days.

You said tomorrow! Well, tomorrow's today!

I promise I'll fix it!

Really?

Yes, I promise!

You bastard!

You son of a bitch!

Sucker!

Asshole!

Asshole!

Fuck! He broke my watch!

Asshole!

I think we should go!

What's up? Can't sleep?

With y'all around?

If she yells too loud, forgive her!

What's she got to do with this?

You are the terminator! She takes advantage.

Do you want a cigarette?

Be careful!

With what?

They might tell on you for bringing girls!

They won't!

One ruble and they're blind and deaf!

What kind of shitty cigarettes are these?

Cigarettes!

Three glasses and a little ball, OK?

We put the ball here!

We shuffle! We shuffle really good!

So that you can't see anything!

Come on, guys, it's easy! Three glasses and a little ball!

We put the little ball here ...

I'll show you once and you play! OK?

We shuffle! Look carefully! Very carefully!

Where's the little ball?

I'll tell you!

The little ball is here!

Who doesn't play, doesn't win! Where is the money?

Wanna play, buddy?

Yes!

Money here!

We put the little ball here...

We shuffle!

Where is the little ball?

It's... here!

Here! Congratulations!

Take the money!

One ruble turned into three!

- Once again! - And again!

Just skill, not magic, buddies!

Like this...

We shuffle! We shuffle very good!

Where's the little ball?

- Here! - Here?

Congrats! You won three more rubles!

Once again!

Maybe it's enough! We wanna play too!

Let's let the others play too!

Three glasses and a little ball!

You're watching, right?

We shuffle!

Where is the little ball?

Here!

- Having second thoughts? - No! It's here!

Let's see!

It's not here!

It's here! I asked you twice, right?

Who else wants to play?

- I want one more! - Enough! Let us play too!

Someone else! We're waiting!

Money here!

The little ball here!

This one is empty!

We shuffle!

- See you at 1:00 at the gate, okay? - Yes!

Petru!

What's up, Plaha?

Meet Irina!

Vlad!

''Plaha'' for friends!

Nice to meet you!

What are you majoring in?

Journalism! You?

Plaha's at Food Industry!

What year?

Second!

Same here!

- Weren't you supposed to go right? - Yes!

See you as we said!

Bye!

She's a good one!

Good is your grandma's pie!

She's exactly what I need!

I agree! Strike while the iron is hot!

FACULTY OF FOOD INDUSTRY

I don't wanna argue with you at the exam!

Any attempt to cheat

will be penalized!

F - and see you in the fall!

- Got it? - Yes!

Anything good here?

As always...

Maybe we could go to a restaurant! The food's better there.

Yes, it would be nice!

But Petru said we should go to Cahul - his parents' place.

We come back on Sunday.

So, Sunday!

We go to Mateevici on Sunday.

I'll talk to Petru. Maybe after.

Who's Mateevici?

You don't know Mateevici?

- The writer? - The literary circle!

It's held in the park downtown.

A bunch of us get together - we read poetry, play the guitar...

I didn't know. I'd like to join you!

OK! I'll talk to Petru, maybe we'll go all together!

OK...

A cheese pie and an apple juice, please!

My knees are down on the floor

With my head I support the sky

You are in my power

Although the inquisitions Are asking for you

What I'm saying sounds weird

I go back to the first syllable

The forest is rolling over you

Goodbye, that is, please stay

And yet there is love

And yet there is a curse

I let people, I let people know

I love, I have courage and I'm afraid.

Bravo!

Amazing!

What does the soul need more painfully than love?

A mother's love, love for a woman, for children,

for country and, of course, for poetry.

Allow me to read Doina by Mihai Eminescu!

This poem was banned

in the Moldavian Soviet Socialist Republic.

Perhaps this is the first time it will be recited in public.

So, Doina by Mihai Eminescu!

I'm going to get some cigarettes. You want anything?

- "From the Dniester to the Tisza - No! Nothing!

Every Romanian has wept,

For he can no longer pass through

So much foreign domination.

From Hotin down to the sea

Muscovites come riding hard;

From the sea back up to Hotin

They block our roads at every turn."

Hey, listen! Can we talk a little?

- With me? - Yes!

I saw you at the monument.

Who are these people?

What do you mean?

Are they writers, artists? They're singing really nice!

Honestly, I don't know and I don't really care.

I was passing by and stoped to see what was happening.

I stopped too, but I'm shy.

I didn't get close.

I've seen you talking to them. Are you friends?

Not really friends, just University classmates.

And since we ran into each other,

I thought I'd listen to the music.

But I noticed they were reading poems too. I don't like poetry, so I left.

What's your name again?

I didn't tell you my name. We didn't introduce ourselves.

Let's do it then!

You?

Vladimir Plaha.

Beautiful name!

Do you have an ID?

The student ID.

Polytechnic University, Food Technology.

Good!

- You live on campus, right? - Yeah.

- Which one? - At Malina.

Alright. Go!

The statue of the Commendatore stands as a universally acknowledged

instrument of punishment, its irreversible nature ominously recalled

by the opening chords of Mozart's music.

Yet somehow, as time has passed, this central idea

has gradually faded from many stagings of this extraordinary opera,

just as its original title has been forgotten,

Don Juan, or The Libertine Punished.

Hello! Do you happen to have a cigarette?

Yes!

Come in!

Irina, what are you doing here?

Just bumming cigarettes.

- I found a pack at Liviu. Problem solved! - Keep this one too!

Thank you! Never smoked these before.

Are these genuine?

Do you know how much it costs? Ten rubles!

Something like this...

This one's confiscated!

Wouldn't you like to join us?

I'm not sure. It's people I don't know.

You'll get to know them, right?

Alright! I'll get dressed.

Let's go!

Where are you going?

Good afternoon! May I talk with Comrade Apostolov?

Who are you?

I'm from Technology and Food Industry, second year student.

I can see that you're not a priest. What's your name?

Vladimir Plaha.

- Is he waiting for you? - No! But it's important.

Student, Vladimir Plaha, says it's important.

Let him in!

Good afternoon!

Good afternoon, Comrade Apostolov!

I'm listening.

I don't know how to start,

so that I don't sound like a snitch.

What do you mean?

See, for us, your students,

it's important to have proper study conditions.

And you don't have them?

We have them. But... we don't have them.

I'd like you to speak

or leave and return when you'll know what to say.

You told us about a rule.

Don't turn the school and the dorm into a whorehouse.

That's exactly what's going on in our dorm, no shame at all.

And those of us who try to study...

can't learn when next door people drink,

scream until five in the morning and bring whores.

Whores?

What kind of whores? How come?

I just want to say the dorm is for guys,

not for families and there has to be a rule.

And what does the guard say?

Well, the guard is in it with them, Comrade Apostolov!

At least, that's how it looks.

He knows about the brothel in the dorm.

But he's not doing anything to stop it.

I think he's taking advantages too, enjoying some of the goods.

Which room is all that debauchery in?

I don't know how many rooms there are, but I can tell you one thing.

At Petru Negrescu's, in 221,

it's like a whole caravan of whores stopped there.

- Petru Negrescu? - Yes!

Zina!

Zina!

Yes?

Zina, please, look for Petru Negrescu!

What faculty is he in?

Technology and Food Industry, second year.

Technology and Food Industry, second year. Got it?

Yes! Should I send him to you?

No! Send him to ARTEC!

Anything else?

- Yes! - What?

I also want to add that Petru Negrescu's room

is visited by anti-Soviet students.

From the University.

There are also minors from School No. 1...

They hold some kind of nationalist gathering.

They sing, recite Romanian poems...

Romanian poems, songs and whores, you say?

Yes!

Alright! I'll take care of it!

- I'd like to ask you one more thing! - What?

What we discussed stays between us.

Sooner or later, someone might find out and get me in trouble.

No worries! No one will find out!

You can leave!

Thank you!

Hello again!

Hello!

- What are you doing out in the cold? - I'm waiting for Petru and he's late.

It's not nice to be late when such a beautiful girl is waiting for you.

It's not nice to be late in general.

Exactly! Then it's a shame.

Maybe he left earlier.

I don't think so! He would've told me!

Yes, that's what anyone normal would've done, but him...

What do you mean?

No, nothing!

Come on, say it! You know something I don't?

- It's all good, don't worry! - Come on, say it!

Borea!

Plaha! What's up?

- Where did you disappear to? - Here, around the University.

Can't get enough of studying!

We'll become first secretary? Or what?

We'll see!

Who's this? Your girlfriend?

No, she's my classmate's friend.

He's lucky!

Borea!

Irina! Nice to meet you!

I used to be classmates with this animal.

- He finished ten grades, I only did eight. - Good enough!

He graduated with a red diploma, not like me.

We were like brothers.

Maybe we'll go somewhere, talk a bit, you know...

No, thank you! I'm busy today!

- Are you sure? - Yes!

- You're not going anywhere though! - You won't let me, I know!

One second!

Let' go! The car is waiting and the money's going.

Bye!

- So? Got plans in the city? - You'll see!

I'll tell you!

I could kill for chicken tabaka.

I would eat it every day.

I made some at home, but it didn't taste this good.

I think they put something in it. Some Chinese sauce...

We have to admit that you're not the best cook in Moldova.

What did you expect?

I'm not good? You have no idea how well I cook.

Hey, listen! Does your cook put something in the chicken?

What do you mean?

Some herbs, black piper from India...

Yes! He's adding thyme from Gruzia.

Did you hear? Thyme from Gruzia.

It's so sour!

Forget it!

You'll graduate, get a job at an ice cream factory,

get rich and drink Napoleon every day.

Even now I drink Napoleon.

Really? With what money?

- How's everything at home? - Everything is alright.

My mom?

She's alright as well.

Fuck!

I forgot the bag in the taxi.

What bag?

Your mom sent you a bag of food. Potatoes, cans, cheese...

No problem!

- We can call him, if you want. - No big deal!

As you wish!

There they are - the acrobat brothers!

What's up, bro?

- You came to scare Chișinău? - I came to save it from you, beast!

Bring me a glass!

- How much? - 800 and something.

You rent a room in the city. You become somebody.

I see you're doing well.

Where is the money from?

From the ice cream factory, Borea!

We are in trouble with Alic.

We'll visit him!

Accept the justice as my daughter's wedding gift!

- Thank you, Godfather! - For nothing!

Please Clementia!

We need smart people who don't lose their mind.

We are not killers, no matter what this gravedigger says.

THE GODFATHER

Good evening, Plaha!

Do you think it is good?

I didn't expect to find you here.

This was my goal. A surprise!

Good movie!

Do people come to see it?

They do.

So they like it.

Yes, they do.

So, if people come, it means the business works.

It works.

Plaha, I'll give you the money next month!

Next month?

We're postponing again.

I needed money. Or rather, my parents did.

My mother ended up in the hospital. And we needed money.

Hospital...

This is not good.

What happened?

Stroke.

Stroke? That's bad.

Yes. She's still in the hospital now.

Well, she's getting better.

I hope so!

But at her age, anything can happen.

God forbid!

When you say "anything" you mean even death, right?

I'm sorry, I'm stupid and I just don't get it.

Why would you put money into someone who's about to die?

Well, she's my mother.

Will you give me this?

It's my favourite movie.

I'll give it to you, but let me make a copy first.

I've got it in the program tomorrow...

There's no tomorrow.

What do you mean?

Just like that. I gave you the money to open the salon.

To pay off the right people at the station,

to pay the protectors, to buy the equipment.

And you?

For three months you've been messing around with me

and still haven't paid me back.

So, the salon is mine. And I'll do whatever I want with it.

That means I decide whether people get to see the film tomorrow or not.

Plaha, I promissed I'll pay you back and I will.

- When? - Next month.

Tomorrow!

I can't tomorrow, Plaha! It's 3000 rubles! I just can't!

Tomorrow, Alic!

Good afternoon!

How's it going? How's University?

Good.

I'm glad to hear that.

Did you call me here because I did something wrong?

That's for you to say. Did you do something?

I don't think so.

Are you sure?

Else, you wouldn't be here, right?

- Petru Negrescu! Do you know him? - Yes.

Write everything you know about him!

What do you mean?

What does he do? Who does he hang out with?

Does he spread nationalist literature? Does he meet with foreigners?

- Yes, he does. - Very good! Write it down!

- Should I write the date too? - Yes, write it!

It's not working.

It's not the pen that writes, it's the person.

The pen just listens.

What kind of student doesn't have a pen?

Here, everyone comes with a pen.

And they forget it here.

Can I have a cigarette?

- Do you smoke? - No!

I mean, yes - but very rarely.

Come on. Get to it!

Give me the room keys, I said! And less talking!

- What happened? - They're kicking me out of the dorm!

- Why? - Because they're stupid whores!

Who?

I don't know! Let's go in!

Some whore snitched on me at the dean -

said she saw me at the Mateevici literary circle.

And on top of that, they even called me at the KGB.

And that idiot Apostolov decided to kick me out of the dorm.

Shitty people!

Who do you think ratted me out?

There are plenty. They called me in to the KGB too.

When? What for?

Because I went to the literary circle. They asked me if I go there often.

What did you tell them?

I told them yes.

He stared at me for a long time and asked why I go there.

I played dumb. I told them I like poetry.

And if people recite the classics and nobody kicks them out,

then it must be legal, right?

He went silent. Had nothing left to say.

You said it right.

Their asses are on fire.

Can you help me get what I need out of here?

Of course! Absolutely!

I'll go call Albert. Maybe Denis will come and help us too.

Alright. I'll be right back!

Hello, Irina!

Hello!

What's with you? What happened?

It seems things are looking pretty bad for Petru.

Why?

They want to kick him out of University.

For nationalism.

Nationalism?

But he didn't do anything out of the common.

He just sang a song or read a book. What's serious about that?

- Can I ask you something? - Of course!

Plaha, you're the Class President.

You have the best grades.

Everyone speaks highly of you.

Could you go to the deans office and talk to them

so he doesn't get expelled?

You think they'll listen to me?

I don't know.

But it's better than nothing, right?

Why don't you try?

You're a girl. They can see you're hurting.

You could make a better impression.

I'm kind of in the same situation as he is.

Alright. Come with me!

Let's go!

Stay here! I'll see what I can do.

- Where to? - Come in!

Comrade Apostolov...

I'm listening!

Did you come to tell me something or just to take a look?

I came to thank you.

For what?

For taking action against the drunks in the dorm.

- The whoring around... - Exactly!

I understand things are more serious than they seem.

These people are also on the KGB's radar. And it's a shame. They're young.

That's right.

Anyway, I came to thank you on behalf of the students.

Yes, yes...

Thank you!

- Did you talk to him? - Yes, I did.

What did he say?

I told him he's a good student.

And that it would be best to forgive him. It's his first time, after all.

And?

He said he'll think about.

- That's what he said? - Yes.

Thank you a lot, Plaha!

You're welcome! Anyone would've done the same.

Hi, Alic!

Hi!

Let's talk outside!

Can we talk later?

Come on! Just a minute!

Can't we talk here?

It's too noisy here! Come outside!

I'll be right back!

- Why can't you just behave? - What's wrong with you?

I told you I will handle it in a few days.

You said tomorrow. Well, tomorrow's today.

I promise I'll fix it!

- Really? - Yes, I swear.

You bastard!

You son of a bitch!

Sucker!

Sucker!

Stop!

Check if he's still alive!

Fuck! I broke my watch.

Asshole!

I think we should go.

"I, the undersigned, Petru Negrescu, born on September 12, 1969,

declare that I know nothing about the death of Alic Dorescu.

Everything being forced upon me is nothing but lies."

Is that all you have to declare?

Yes.

So you don't know how your knife got to the crime scene?

No. I already told you.

Alright. If you're stupid, you'll die stupid.

Dima!