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- What?

- Must you?

- Must I what?

I still say that's a taxi.

- The man inside said

that there are no more taxis
until later.

- Oh really, because after
an hour you speak Polish?

- You don't have to speak Polish
to understand the word no,

it's pretty much the
same in every language.

Non, nee, nej, nah.

In German it's nein, like the
number.

He said, "Nyet, nyet."

- Here they say nie, nie.

Nyet, nyet is Russian.

Why don't you use your Polish
and go ask if that's a taxi?

(foreboding music)

Well...

Go.

- Did you know that there's
a 23.8% greater chance

that we'll die here than in
Canada?

Goes up by another
6.83% if you're a woman.

- Fingers crossed.

Okay, I got a question for you.

Compared to Canada, what are the
odds

of being killed by a moose?

Alright, if you won't do it.

- Sarah, don't be so (groans).

(door closes)

- We're looking for a taxi.

- [Aaron] Is it a taxi?

- I guess so.

- Thank God!

(horn blows)

(grunts)

(whimsical music)

We're going to simeniacow.

Semenacow, number nine.

Ulica berbarzoza.

- [Sarah] We're not going to the
hotel?

- [Aaron] Some of us work.

Let's just do what Bubbie
asked, get Peter, and go home.

In and out, in and out.

- [Sarah] You're such a
romantic.

(Aaron sniffs)

- I smell gas.

- It wasn't me.

(dance music)

- [Aaron] Hooligans.

- Hooligans?

Where do you see hooligans?

- There.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, there,
yeah.

Those ruffians. (chuckles)

Those ne'er-do-wells.

Those horrible--

- What would you call them,
Sarah?

- [Sarah] Wedding guests, Aaron?

- What do you make of our
driver?

Not a word to us.

Probably knows we're Jewish.

A lot of antisemites around
here.

- How would she know that?

- Jewdar.

- [Sarah] Jewdar?

- Yeah, radar, gaydar, Jewdar.

I wonder if they've got coffee
in there.

Sarah?

Sarah.

- Whoa, nice.

- Sarah.

- (speaks Polish)

- Just ignore him.

- (speaks Polish)

- I don't speak Polish.

- [Aaron] Okay, don't ignore
him.

- Ah, Englanders!

Come to the party!

Have fun time, let's drink
vodka!

(laughs)

(dance music)

(Aaron groans)

(melancholy music)

- I smell gas again.

- Yeah.

I smell it too.

- What is she up to?

- Not so big on patience
anymore, huh?

I remember when you spent
every day after school

for a week teaching me how to
dance.

- There were Bar Mitzvahs,
Sarah.

I didn't want you to embarrass
yourself.

Sarah, go look.

- How is it my job?

- Come on, you're far better

at understanding those types of
people.

- (chuckles) Mm-hm.

Fine.

I'll go.

Hey, what's going on?

- Well?

- You don't wanna know.

- What don't I wanna know?

(heart beats rapidly)

(uplifting music)

This can't be her street.

- [Sarah] We'll find out soon
enough.

(Aaron knocks)

- Thanks.

- After you.

(sighs)

(engine revs)

- [Aaron] This looks promising.

- [Sarah] Now now, be nice.

Where's your sense of adventure?

- Seconds away from being at the
bottom

of the nearest body of
water with cement shoes.

- [Sarah] Hello!

- Hi.

- We're here looking for an
address.

- Right.

Ulica Ber-bar-kazuzu, number
nine.

(chuckles)

- Ulica Brzoza.

Birch Street.

- Right, yeah.

Ulica, number nine.

- This is Ulica Brzoza.

- Are you sure?

We're looking for a house,
our grandmother's house.

There's no houses.

- Who are you with?

Is it that rat testicle
Kowalczyk?

Tell him to go back to the city.

(whimsical music)

This is the last warning.

- Okay, so we're clearly taking
up

these gentlemen's very valuable
time.

(Boss chuckles)

- [Boss] This is number nine
Birch Street.

Look for yourself.

- Whoa, hey, hey man, we're
tourists.

We're just tourists.

- Bloody tourists.

- [Boss] What do you
want with the address?

- We're looking for a dog.

- How much is the dog worth?

- Not much.

- I can find you a dog, any dog
you want.

What kind of dog are you looking
for?

- Thank you, but we're looking
for Peter, he's special.

He's our Bubbie's dog,
and she left him behind

when she moved to Canada.

- What kind of woman
leaves her dog behind?

- It was over 70 years
ago, Peter's long dead.

Never would've thought that
this was your sort of place.

Good for you.

- [Aaron] It's the only hotel in
town.

- It's so cute, give me your
phone.

- [Aaron] Why?

- To show Bubbie.

- Where's your phone?

- I don't need one.

- I don't understand what
you're saying right now.

- Admit it, they only
get you into trouble.

Just consider me an old-school
Luddite.

- What if you need to text
someone?

- Hi, hello.

- We're the Cotlers.

I emailed the reservation,
I have a confirmation

around here somewhere.
- Yes, Cotlers.

- Yeah, I'm Sarah, and that's
Aaron.

- Karolina.

- [Aaron] Do you speak English?

- Yes, of course.

- Because if you don't, I
don't know what we're gonna do,

between you and our driver here,

no offense.
- She just said

that she speaks English.

Sorry, we've been traveling
since yesterday morning.

- You are being some Canadians?

- Yes, Toronto.

- Ottawa, I live in Ottawa now.

Now what?

Oh, right, sorry.

How much do we owe you?

How much should I pay her?

Sarah?

- There you go.

All that anger and cursing.

Must be love.

- I smell cabbage.

Old cabbage.

Do you smell that?

- You are so dramatic.

- Mr. Cotler, this being your
room.

- This is cozy.

- One rule for room, no pissing
in sink.

- No pissing.

- Parents on holiday now.

I caring of guest house.

Have sister, but coming one day,

going next day, coming back
again.

She like cat, but cat
having better manners.

He watching.

Don't bring men back.

(door closes)

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(eerie music)

- How's she doing?

Oh.

Well.

That's not--

Well, give Bubbie my love,
please.

And I'll be back as soon as I
can.

She's fine, Mom.

Sarah's Sarah, there's nothing
new there.

I'm keeping an eye on her.

Actually, could you put Dad on
the phone?

I feel like I could use some
advi--

Hello?

Mom, are you there?

(dial tone plays)

- [Karolina] (speaks Polish)

- Good morning, sleepyhead.

Dzien dobry.

It's good morning in Polish.

- Figured as much.

- [Karolina] (speaks Polish)

- What is she doing?

- She's on the phone.

Would you eat something?

- [Karolina] Last dropping?

- Yes, please.

- Must going to shop for buying
more.

No more, excuse me.

More kaszanka?

You need strength for
doing wish of grandmother.

- I told her about Bubbie's
request.

- And?

You do know that the probability

of a woman getting a heart
attack is actually higher--

- I talking with cousin on town
hall.

He saying you coming and
meeting.

- Isn't that great?

They're gonna know
where Bubbie's house is.

- [Aaron] What in God's
name are you eating?

- Sausage.

- I can see that.

It's black.

- Mm-hm, that's what it
is, it's black sausage.

Karolina, what's this called
again?

- [Karolina] What is calling?

- The black sausage.

- [Karolina] It's calling
kaszanka.

- Kaszanka.

It's black sausage.

When in Dombrova.

- And that's all you're gonna
have,

just a big black sausage.

- Don't say it like that,
you make it sound like it's--

- Probably not even kosher.

- Who's kosher?

- Do you even know what's in it?

- Karolina, what's in the
kaszanka?

- [Karolina] What are asking?

- The kaszanka, what's in it?

- [Karolina] Blood of pig.

- It's pig's blood.

- Pig's blood.

- [Karolina] Liver of pig.

- Liver of pig.
- Gross.

- [Karolina] Lungs and skin of
pig.

- Lungs and skin of a pig.

- And onions.

No working good.

One day yes, one day no.

Next day maybe yes, maybe no.

- Thanks.

Can you call us a taxi?

I have no idea where town hall
is.

- No taxi, taxi in city.

- Shit.

- Map on shelf.

- So continue north for 800
meters,

and then we'll veer west for 450
meters.

- So we head to the end of
the street and we make a left?

Why didn't you rent a car?

- You can drive?

Bubbie ever tell you
about learning to drive?

- Bubbie drives?

- Ah, so you don't know
everything.

When they first moved to Canada,

Bubbie kept after Zaidie to
teach her

They practiced in the
driveway, up and down,

all day and all night
'till the next morning.

(whimsical music)

- And?

- That was it.

Bubbie said she mastered
it, but she was too scared

to drive on the road, so
she never drove again.

Come on, that's a little funny.

A few months ago, Bubbie
told me she still knows how.

Can you imagine Bubbie behind
the wheel,

racing down the 401?

(chuckles)

- I could see myself living
here.

- Really?

As what, like a farm hand?

- Would that be so bad?

- No, I just can't see you
taking care of animals.

Eating most of them, sure,
just not caring for them.

- Yeah, of course you couldn't.

It would take imagination of the
soul.

Freedom of the spirit.

- A lobotomy of the brain.

Sarah, did you ask the taxi
from last night to come back?

- I don't think so.

- Then what's the Polish number
for 9-1-1?

- Dzien dobry.

- Morning.

So we're going to the town hall.

It's just--
- Get in, Aaron,

or we'll leave without you.

- Just go straight down this
road, and then you veer left.

Do you understand what I'm
saying to you?

Oh God!

- Keep going.

(giggles)

- Guys, it's not funny.

Could've been hurt, could've
been killed.

Could've been killed.

- And who is this?

- I am Bartek.

- Bartek, huh?

I'm Sarah.

And what are you up to today?

- Leave the kid alone, Sarah.

- I am here to be interpreter
between Mother and you.

- Oh, so that your mother
understands--

- Mother understands perfect
English.

Mother tells you're from Canada.

- Yes, Toronto.

And Ottawa.

- And what are you doing there?

- Well, Aaron works for the
government.

Numbers, that kind of thing.

- I'm a statistical
methodologist.

- No one knows what that means,
Aaron.

- I work for a branch of
the Canadian government.

- And what do you do?

- Yeah, Sarah, what do you do?

- This and that.

I'm living life, you know?

- How is in Canada?

What is like?

- It's cold.

And then it gets really hot in
the summer,

and then it is cold again.

But it's beautiful, there are
lots of lakes and trees, and--

- I hear if you go climb
mountains, you die,

freeze to death.

If you go swimming in water,
you die, freeze to death.

If you go walk in the forest,
you die, eaten to death.

- Bartek, is it?

- Yes, I am Bartek.

- If I can ask, what are you
writing?

- I'm a human detective.

- A human detective, what?

Can I have an example
of what that is exactly?

- After years of
investigations, as example,

I discovered Mother to
be an emotional mess.

Perhaps I should have not said
that.

Mother is angry, there
will be hell to pay.

Mother wants money now, she
insists.

(bell tolls)

(Aaron clears throat)

(bell chimes)

- Hello, sir?

Excuse me.

(whistles)

Alright now.

- Let me have a look.

- It's all in Polish, this
asshole's just messing with us.

- Okay, calm down.

- Sarah, don't tell me what to
do.

- I'm just saying, I can help.

- That would be a first.

I'll handle it.

I know how to deal with this
guy.

He's a civil servant,
I speak their language.

Excuse me, can you get your
supervisor?

Supervisor!

- Is that speaking his language?

Why don't you sit down,
Aaron, before you stroke out?

No need to take two corpses
home.

- He will give you what you
want after I say he touched me.

- What?

- Down there.

- Bartek, you can't say that
he touched your privates.

- Why not?

Okay, fine, for you, I won't say
it.

I'll say he touched my bum.

(raps on counter)

(whimsical music)

Why are you here?

- [Aaron] We need to find a
street.

What is your question?

- We're looking for Birch
Street.

- Ulica Brzoza.

- We've been, it's just a field.

We need to find a house
from before the war.

- Ulica Brzoza.

- [Aaron] Yes.

- Ah, you went to new Ulica
Brzoza.

You need old Ulica Brzoza.

I cannot find it.

I need to retrieve old map.

Five, six weeks to wait.

- Shit.

- Maybe it's online.

- I thought you were against
technology.

- I'm not Amish.

- (sighs) Okay.

(clears throat) Sir?

Hi, sorry for the interruption.

If I can just get onto your
computer for a few minutes.

- Computer in Polish.

- How about I smash that
piece of crap into pieces

and shove it--
- Hello, hello, hello!

I heard there are Canadians.

Oh, Canada.

I am the mayor.

Zbigniew Trzetrzelewski, at your
service.

- Finally, somebody who can
get something done around here.

- Yes, at least until the
recall vote next month.

But tell me, do you know my
cousin, Tymoteusz in Nanaimo?

- No, can you help us, yes or
no?

- This gentleman told us

that it would take five
or six weeks to get a map,

and we don't have that long.

- Let me intercede on your
behalf.

(conversing in Polish)

Five or six weeks, it's
much too long, we've spoken.

My son-in-law has agreed to
bend the rules this one time.

Now will take three or four
weeks.

- Hi, Mr. Landsdowne?

No, it's gonna be another couple
of days.

No, I don't believe that I said
that.

I think I said it would be
three, perhaps even four--

No, I understand.

No, I didn't mean to--

Mr. Landsdowne.

Ken, that isn't fair.

We agreed that--

Okay, well can I explain?

Can you just give me a chance
to--

Hello?

(sighs)

(phone jingles)

(door closes)

- It was an excellent meal,
Karolina.

I have to apologize for my
brother's dietary habits.

He thinks that salt is too
spicy.

- [Karolina] Vodka?

- Yeah, I'll have one.

When in Dombrova.

Cheers.

- Nazdrowie.

- Keep me warm.

Oh, thanks.

- Only one, for the good
health, doctor saying okay.

I pregnant with buns in stove.

- Congratulations.

- You wanting know father, yes?

Bastard across road.

He knocking up me, then
bastard no wanting baby.

Six year I wasted on bastard.

First scanning of baby next
week.

It's not being fun.

- Yeah, I hate doctors.

- I meaning going by self.

Must cleaning after meal,
then calling sister,

always the trouble.

- Do you want some help?

- Nie, you being guests,
I taking loads off.

Dobranoc.

- [Sarah] Sweet dreams,
Karolina.

- It's cold, we should go
inside.

- I'm not stopping you.

I don't need watching.

- You sure about that, Sarah?

- Asshole.

You total asshole.

- Look, I know you wanna have a
good time.

Just remember this isn't
some fun family holiday.

- I never said it was.

- Good, don't make it one.

- I am sober 148 days.

- This time.

You do know the stats when
it comes to recovery, right?

You must by now.

- You took that shot just
to rub my face in it.

You don't even drink.

- Come on, Sarah.

You're rolling this massive
boulder up a mountain.

And I get no satisfaction in
saying this,

but we all know it's gonna roll
back down.

- You don't know.

You haven't been there since--

- Since what, since the
last time you went to rehab,

when you came at me with a
knife?

- It was a butter knife.

- Or was it the time before
that?

No, that was when you got
kicked out for going AWOL,

getting arrested for
fighting in, surprise, a bar.

Oh no, I'm gonna go with the
time before that, final answer.

- You've made it all too clear
that you are more important

than anything or anyone,
so thank you for that.

You know, I always knew that
I could count on my big bro.

- Okay, what about what you
put Mom and Dad through, hm?

You just expect everyone
to deal with all the drama,

and all the neediness,

and all the roller coaster
careening off the rails

that is you, Sarah!

- When I got out, I called,
but did you give me a chance?

That is you all over, Aaron.

Not much time for anyone who--

Who you see as less than you.

Do you know, I can't remember a
time

when you stood up for me.

Not when it mattered.

- Do you know what it's like
trying to have a relationship

with a drunk?

- Do you?

We used to be close.

- We were kids.

- I get where this is coming
from, this is about Emma.

Get over it.

She's gone.

- I know it was you.

I don't know what you said to
her.

What lies you whispered in her
ear,

but she would not have called
it off if it wasn't for you.

- I didn't lie.

- Oh.

No, no, what is it you say?

I always tell the truth
after I've had a few?

Some twisted truth that only you
get.

Let's just get Peter's
damn bones and go home.

(door closes)

(melancholy music)

- Which is why it's my second
favorite,

but my best all time favorite
poutine comes with chunks

of Montreal smoked meat,
lots of curd cheese,

and an extra helping of gravy.

It's like...

Smalec.
- I don't even wanna know.

- It's lard.

Karolina calls it a rich man's
butter.

- I have my preliminary result

on my human detective
investigation.

- On?

- Your brother.

- Go on.

- It's not good.

- You wanting other food?

Smalec not for tourists.

- I don't want anything,
unless you have coffee.

- Not buying yet.

Sarah telling you looking for
dog, but only bones of dog?

- Yeah.

- Is important?

Then must finishing, always
ending what starting.

- It's probably our Bubbie's
last request.

Our grandmother, we're Jewish.

She's never asked us for
anything, and she wants this.

- So taking dog and
bringing home, finishing.

- Yeah, she wants to be buried
with it.

It's weird, I know.

- Is important to her.

You saying being Jewish.

I know Jewish church in town.

Old one, thinking no one going.

One minute, I bringing others.

(whimsical music)

(man talks angrily)

- Hell is people.

- Rabbi?

Rabbi Lichtig?

- Yes?

Who is asking?

- I'm Aaron Cotler, I'm looking
for a street here in town,

maybe you remember it.

Birch Street?

- Ulica Brzoza.

Yes, I know this street.

- If you can be of any help,
Rabbi, we'll be on our way.

Do you know where it is?

- Why do you want to know?

You are much too young
to have anything to do

with this street.

- It's a long story.

- Our Bubbie lived there
before the war, Rabbi.

- Ah, she's from Dombrova.

Once this place was filled on
the Shabbos.

Perhaps she was here, maybe
sitting there,

or there.

Please tell me about her.

- What would you like to know?

- About her life, about
living in this town,

living in Ulica Brzoza.

- She hasn't told us much
about it, to be honest.

She lived here until she was 15.

- She was sent to a labor
camp, and was on a death march.

I don't know much else, I'm
sorry,

Bubbie never went into much
detail.

- I heard her say she
had a friend in the camp.

- Dora?

- Darah.

- Yeah, Darah.

They walked together for days.

They lost their shoes and socks

and had to eat snow to survive.

- Many were in the death
marches.

Many questioned why they
survived.

Some say they had hope.

Some say they had help.

And some say they were just
lucky.

But they all had a strength
driving them forward.

Your Bubbie must have had great
strength.

I must ask, what happened
to your Bubbie's friend?

This Darah?

- I...

- She never mentioned her again.

(solemn music)

- [Aaron] Thank you for your
time.

- Rabbi, may I take a picture?

(shutter clicks)

Thank you again for helping us.

- Good luck in your search.

- [Aaron] It's her house.

- [Sarah] Every house looks like
this.

- No, it's exactly how she
described it.

(shutter clicks)

- [Sarah] Except for Death's
Mother standing right there.

(sighs) Who wants to go?

- I'd like to, if that's okay?

- It's your funeral.

- I don't speak Polish, no
Polish.

I'm here because my
grandmother--

- That seemed to go well.

- Old woman doesn't like
strangers.

- What now?

- Go say she touched me down
there.

- No!
- No!

Although maybe this one time.

(whimsical music)

- Oh, that's creepy.

She's praying.

- Old woman is not praying,
she does curse on you.

- Oh.

Damn it.

Is this it?

- I think so.

- I have made my analysis of old
woman.

- It's not a good time, Bartek.

- There are only two people in
Poland

that can make old woman do
something.

Priest or mafia.

(man coughs)

(door opens)

- [Marta] Americans?

- [Aaron] Canadians.

- Priest is asshole.

- Go ahead.

- Oh, after you.

- Okay.

- [Father Kaczka] (speaks
Polish)

- Sorry, I don't speak Polish.

- Confess your sins.

- You know what, I'm
good, but maybe next time.

I'm here to fulfill my
grandmother's wish,

and could use your help.

- And what is this wish?

(door opens)

- Father Kaczka's agreed to help
us.

He said he'll talk to Mrs.--

- Sokolofsky.

It will be my pleasure, really.

(upbeat music)

- Thanks for your help.

We won't take up any more of
your time.

- Wait.

How do I find you?

After speaking with Mrs.
Sokolofsky.

Are you staying here in town?

At a friend's, perhaps?

We only have one guest house.

Tell Karolina Kedzierska
to stop harassing me!

I'm not the father of that
bastard!

I'll never be the father of that
bastard!

And tell Karolina Kedzierska

if she keeps making these
outrageous accusations against
me,

I'll drive her out of town!

And that bastard with her, okay?

- Now what?

Siesta over?

- I got this.

- While you're there, can
you get me a double double?

I swear I'd commit mass murder
for a cup.

- There's a 12 step program for
that.

Excuse me!

Do you speak English?

Okay, we're looking for the
two men that were sitting--

- I know nothing.

- They were sitting right over
there.

- You want to order?

- Yes.

Can I have a double double,
please?

Two?

- Double double.

What is double double?

- It's like two creams, two
sugars.

- No coffee!

(whimsical music)

- Hi.

No, no, thanks, thanks.

Thanks, no, thank you, not
interested.

Flattered, not interested.

- [Sarah] Okay, okay, break it
up.

- Hey!

- Oh no, thank you, thank you.

Okay, la la la, enough.

Sorry.

Sorry, I've had mammograms less
gropey.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, hey, hey. (chuckles)

(laughs)

Hi.

- Hi.

- Want a woman for tonight?

- Thank you, but no,
no, I'm not like that,

I don't just go with somebody
that I just met like that.

- (chuckles) So you are a good
boy?

How about a wife?

Best price in all Dombrova.

- Absolutely not.

- Not.

Pity.

(chuckles)

- Go talk to them, try to charm
them.

- Suddenly I'm useful.

Tell me, what charms do I have?

- [Aaron] You're a woman, go.

- I don't think I'm their type.

Go get them.

For Bubbie.

- [Aaron] Hello, gentlemen.

- Hi.

- I must say, I'm finding Poland
to be a beautiful country.

And your town, too,

your town is quite nice.

- Please join me.

- Okay.

Oh, thank you.

(chuckles)

- So what do you want?

- I must say, I'm
impressed you don't speak

with a Polish accent.

It must be difficult to learn
Polish and then English...

- What make you think that I am
Polish?

- Well we're in... You're not?

Then what are you?

- Not Polish. (laughs)

- Okay.

- You've been busy.

The mayor, Father Kaczka,
the old lady Sokolofsky.

- How do you?

- Maybe I can be of service.

- Alright, name your price.

- Whoa, okay, wait, wait.

Wait, wait.

Don't listen to him, he's a
little jet lagged, and stupid.

We will pay you 100 zloty.

(chuckles)

200 zloty?

(whimsical music)

- I have my nephews at the town
hall.

Look up for your Ulica Brzoza.

It's not the old woman's house.

That is old Ulica Brzoza.

You are looking for old, old
Ulica Brzoza.

Before the Soviets.

It's changed again after the
war.

- God help us, is every street

in this town named
Ulica Brwhatchamacallit?

(chuckles)

- You are a good egg.

So we'll take you to the
real Ulica Brzoza tonight.

- Tonight?

- Tonight, to avoid the
authorities, permits.

So give your phone to Krzysztof
here,

and we call you when it's time.

- Okay, but with the cell
reception here,

we might not get your call.

- We know where to find you.

- Did he just call me an egg?

- Yeah, scrambled.

- Boss, why these tourists?

- They want to dig.

- [Sarah] Don't touch.

- It's out back, behind the
house,

on the other side of the metal
gate.

- I don't--

- It's marked with a rock.

You don't need me to
hold your hand, do you?

- This doesn't look at all
like what Bubbie described.

- There was a fire, it's been
renovated.

Nothing stays the same,

so do you want to find your dog
or not?

Make the call.

Mind your own business.

- [Sarah] Do you believe them?

- We'll find out soon enough.

Let's just get this over with.

You see that damn rock?

- Paper.

You're supposed to say scissors.

Why didn't Bubbie tell us about
the war?

About what happened to her?

I understand if it's because
we were kids, I buy that.

But later?

Now?

- Maybe she didn't think
we'd wanna hear about it.

- She should've told us.

- Well, we're here now,
doing what she asked.

And just in time, too.

- [Sarah] Aaron.

- I need to get back to work.

- Thought you called the shots.

Mom and Dad make you
out to be this bigwig.

- Things change.

I screwed up.

I royally, it's like I've never
even heard

of a factorial ANOVA.

- You're speaking Elvish now.

- Good people lost their jobs

because of me.

They're moving me to a
lower profile section.

At least I still have a job.

- Hey, want me to take over?

- No, I got it, I got it.

- Here, gimme, gimme your phone.

- Sarah.

(shutter clicks)
(shushes)

- It's a souvenir of your trip.

- I'm just gonna delete it.

- Emailed.

- Why Peter?

- Why us?

(police siren blares)

- Holy shit!

- Good God almighty.

(dog barks)

(woman shouts)

Go up!

(whimsical music)

- So you found a dog?

- What in God's name was that?

- That rat testicle Kowalczyk

will get what's coming to him
now.

- So you don't know where
our Bubbie's dog is?

- [Boss] Who gives a shit about
that?

I don't get what's so
special about some mutt.

- Our grandmother wants
to be buried with it.

- We wanna make her happy.

- Why?

Why does she want this dog?

- He dances.

- That's right.

Bubbie said that Peter
used to dance for her.

- He was always dancing.

- (chuckles) That's stupid.

Peter the dancing dog?

Was he in a circus?

- I don't think so, her
father owned a butcher shop.

- Dogs are dogs, they don't
dance.

Your Bubbie's nuts.

So you should forget about the
stupid dog.

You know nothing, you saw
nothing.

Now get the fuck out of
Dombrova.

- We can't give up.

There has gotta be some way that
we--

- It's a brick wall, Sarah.

What's the point in continuing
to bash our heads against it?

- This is good, you should try
this.

- Kill me now.

- (speaks Polish)

Pickled herring, curd cheese,
and jam.

- Okay.

- Come on, you have one more
day.

You can fly out tomorrow night

and still be home.
(phone rings)

- Hello?

Yeah, I'm okay, Mom.

Yeah, Sarah's okay, too.

I see.

Okay, yeah, I'll tell her,

and I'm sorry,

I'm so sorry.

Okay, I love you.

- What is it?

- It's time to go home.

- Aaron.

(solemn music)

- You're a nice boy, what
I love him very much.

I look a girl for him.

And we getting married.

They getting married,
we're going to dance.

- She was a kind and funny,

loving woman.

She never looked down at me.

She never.

I didn't have much
self-confidence.

None, really, I guess Aaron got
it all.

But Bubbie always made me
feel good about myself.

- I'm so sorry for your loss,
and for...

- Yeah.

Yeah, and our Bubbie hated

when were at each other's
throats.

Family, huh?

Who'd have one?

- My family no walking in parks.

My sister not helping at all.

- I bet you'll be happy

when your parents get back from
vacation.

- They gone three years.

I not hearing from them.

Not thinking they come back.

Walk you to your room now,
having good night's sleep.

- If it's okay, I'd like to
stay a little bit longer.

- Are you being sure?

Dobranoc

- Dobranoc

(melancholy music)

- (groans) Sarah!

Karolina, Sarah!

- Come join me, I'm paid for
already.

Full price.

- Marta.

- This is not your business.

He made me pregnant.

- What?
- Yeah.

And I have abortion if you pay.

- If you can be pregnant,
why can I not be pregnant?

- Word of warning, lose it or
use it.

- Excuse me, my sister having no
shame.

She always taking freedoms.

- Okay.

Aaron.

About Emma.

- Not now.

- I met her at a meeting.

She didn't want you to know,
and I didn't say anything

because you're not supposed to.

I really thought that she
would...

Emma says that when she drinks,

she destroys every
relationship that she has.

She called it carpet bombing,
like she got off on it.

- I never saw her drink.

Not once.

- Well she started again.

So I told her to leave you
alone.

I'm sorry, Aaron.

Are you sure about this?

We could try again.

Can we talk about it?

- I need to get back to
work, it's over, Sarah.

They're in damage control,
I should be there.

- What about sitting shiva?

(melancholy music)

Damn, it's cold.

Thank you, Karolina, for
everything.

- Nice meeting you.

- [Sarah] Aaron?

(shutter clicks)

- [Aaron] Train station, please.

Coffee, good.

Couldn't get me a coffee.

Everybody's got a coffee but me.

(groans) Thanks.

(mellow electronic music)

- What are you writing now?

- What it must be like to have
loneliness.

- So?

- Is it too much like wrestling
with yourself and losing?

- I've been meaning to ask,

have you been using your
human detective skills on me?

- I don't like to say.

- Come on.

- You're a nice lady, it's
better you don't know.

- It's okay, I'm not gonna
get mad at you or anything.

- You're playing hiding
game, like your brother.

- What does that mean?

Stop the car.

- Sarah!

- If you wanna go, then
go, but I am trying again!

There has to be some way!

- They'll fire me, then what?

- I need this, Aaron.

- One last try.

Let's find Peter and go home.

(whimsical music)

- In and out, right?

In and out.

(bell tolls)

- What are you gonna say to him?

- I have no idea.

Appeal to his better nature?

Oh, come on.

- What the hell--

- With all due respect, Father,

it's time to atone for your
sins.

- Go in, go in.

I surprising hear for Father
Kaczka.

Good deal you making.

Old woman helping, Jozef paying
for baby.

Thank you.

- Thank my brother, it was all
him.

- But how?

Jozef is stubborn ass.

You can't heal stubborn ass.

- I think he threatened to
go to someone higher up.

- The Bishop?

- You guys are Catholics,

there's always someone a little
higher up.

Mrs. Sokolofsky, my brother
and I need to ask you a favor.

- (speaks Polish)

- Vodka.

- None for me.

I said no.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- Delicious.

- I get it.

Marta's a recovering addict,
too.

- Crack?

- No, sex.

- But she's a--

- That's work, she doesn't
do it for fun anymore.

She's a good person,
good head, good heart,

but she used to think her
other parts were more good.

- You're speaking perfect
English.

What's with the accent?

- Tourists seem to like it.

(chuckles)

Addiction is not easy.

- Everyone looks at you like
you're weak.

Like you're this girl with the
illness.

Like that's all you are,

just a big blob of needy, I hate
it.

I really thought that I was
stronger,

that I could get past all
this sickness bullshit.

But now.

I'm sober now.

But alcohol is everywhere you
look,

even where you least expect it.

- Marta says the same thing
about dicks.

- [Aaron] Sarah.

(uplifting music)

- She wants to know your name.

- [Aaron] Aaron and Sarah.

- No, your family name.

- Oh, Cotler.

- Cotler.

- What was the family
name of your grandmother?

- Weiss.

- Weiss.
- Weiss!

- (speaks Polish)

- Be careful.

- Stop nagging.

[Mrs. Sokolofsky] Weiss.

The woman!
- Holy shit!

(gun fires)
- (speaks Polish)

(speaks Polish)

(gun fires)

- Ah, she couldn't hit
the broad side of a--

(suspenseful music)

- (speaks Polish)

- I got you.

Come on, come on.

There we go.

- Karolina, Karolina, speak to
me, speak,

stay with me, please.

My precious, it cannot end like
this.

I love you, hey.

(gun fires)
- You love me?

- I love you so much, marry me.

Please, I'll do anything,
I'll leave the church,

just please don't go, please.

- She's not dying, only bullet
scratch.

- Yeah, yeah

right.

Only a bullet scratch, yeah.

- Get in the car and go with the
others.

- What are you gonna do?

- Get Peter.

- Are you crazy, Aaron, this
woman is shooting at us.

- We will leave car, you use for
getaway.

(gun fires)

- Karolina, when I said
earlier that I would marry you,

I didn't mean right away,
like today or anything.

You know how it's like,
it's a lot of paperwork,

and yeah.
(gun fires)

But one day.

- You're such an asshole.

- Karolina.

We'll talk.

(gun clicks)

- Okay, now's our chance.

If you can, create a
distraction,
I might need some time.

- I'm not leaving, she's my
Bubbie too.

- Hey, old woman, look at me!

You smell like cat's ass!

- Pyotr.

Peter.

- (speaks Polish)
(gun fires)

- [Bartek] Mama, now what?

- Start the car!
- Start the car!

You deserve a really big tip for
that.

Although you could've taken
our luggage out first.

- Oh, my headphones.

Let it burn.

(uplifting music)

- New car.

- Do widzenia.

- Take care of that baby.

- I taking good care
of child, my promising.

- Back to the accent, huh?

- Thank you, Mr. Cotler.

Coffee, for going.

- So long, Bartek, keep up your
fine work.

- Perhaps not good idea.

Mother does not like goodbyes.

She's beside herself with
sadness.

We will visit you in Canada.

But no mountains, no
forests, and no waters.

We don't want to die.

- Okay, well that won't be easy.

- Thank you for your help.

For our Bubbie's last request,

we couldn't have done it without
you.

- Dog bones are not last
request.

You had smart Bubbie.

- I meant to show that to you.

- I'll sit shiva.

You go back to Ottawa.

- No, I'll stay and sit, too.

(uplifting music)

- Bubbie would really like that.

- [Aaron] We loved our Bubbie.

When we were kids, we used to
look forward to visiting her.

Making her laugh.

- And hearing her stories.

She liked to tell about this one
time

when we were in Florida,
and it was too cold

to even sit outside, and she
would say,

"Oranges were falling
off the trees like rocks!

One almost hit us!"

I wish we could hear more.

- And not just the fun ones.

But the hard ones.

The difficult ones that
are just so important.

I know Mom and Dad will help us
with that.

Maybe we'll even hear all
about this dancing dog

of Dombrova.

(laughs)

(uplifting music)

(orchestral music)

(whimsical music)