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The foundation of every normal
relationship is respect.

Mutual respect and understanding.

I tell him that every day.

That he has to understand me.

But he doesn't pay
any attention to me.

You know what he does
when I look at him?

Do you?
He takes a deep breath...

and counts how long
he can hold it.

That's right.

There's something
wrong with his head.

Even so, it's very important to try to
see the positive things in your partner.

He's a person, with his
own dreams and desires.

And it's very important
to support them in him.

So that he feels special...

desirable, unique.

After all, you're the one
who picked him, right?

And then, maybe he'll have
the desire, and the energy,

and the motivation to change
for the both of you.

So that's it for today.

- That's all for today?
- That's all for today.

I agree with every word you said,
thank you very much.

Look me in the eye.

Hello, hi!

Have you landed?

Yeah, of course, we're looking
forward to it, I miss you.

Yeah.

I see.

Well, then...
take care of yourself.

Yeah, me too.

What did Dad say?

What did Dad say?

He landed, but he has
to go to the factory first.

How long is he
going to be there?

I don't know,
maybe until midnight.

Something exploded there,
like always.

Exploded, exploded...

He's going to explode himself
from that work of his.

This is really nice.

And take the banana
tree of yours too.

Put this somewhere safe.

Hey! Driver!

Stop. Stop.

Just a sec...

- No, just stop moaning.
- It feels so good!

It feels good for us.

But bad for my mom.

Well, so now everything is OK?

Yes, of course.

Why do you ask?

Do you think about him a lot?

About who?

About your... how should I
put it... ex-husband, right?

Oh no, never.

Maybe once or twice,
around the house, but no more.

In a way, I even feel relieved.

And he didn't
surprise me at all.

I already realized,
when he bought that car

that he's an idiot,
that it won't end well.

Plus, I can't have other
people's illnesses, right?

Yes of course, of course...

And as for me...

I have my work, I love my work,
I like it, I'm good at it.

My daughter, my mom, my family...

A full plate!

I believe it, Jurga,
I believe it.

But let's discuss, purely hypothetically,
let's discuss this.

If you did have the opportunity,

what would you say to your husband?

Straight out.

Nothing.

Nothing.

I have nothing to say to him.

Zero emotions, an empty space.

That's very interesting.

A very difficult case.

In a way,
I even feel sorry for him.

You pig! You pig!
How could you?

You pig!

Hello.
Is everything OK?

These are...

these aggression
management exercises.

Come in.

So...

How are you doing

with what we discussed last time?

I really am trying to
understand my husband better.

I really am trying to not pay
attention to all of his quirks.

I'm trying not to get mad...

Not to snap as quickly...

- That's one way to put it.
- You want to say that I'm not?

You see, nothing is changing.

I really am trying to
give him more freedom.

But you can't imagine
how hard it is.

And now I want...

...to apologize to both of you.

No, don't apologize.

Don't suppress your anger.

That's really unhealthy.

You have the right
to make boundaries.

Because otherwise,
do you know what'll happen?

Otherwise...

this little bird will get it in
his head that he can do anything.

And if that wasn't enough

he'll start pointing his finger,
every day, at your age...

at what part of your body turns him on,
and what part doesn't turn him on...

he'll start telling you about
how he needs his own space.

How he needs butterflies!

And you know how it'll all end?

He'll buy a goddamn sports car

and find a student who's
20 years younger than you are!

What!?

You found a student.

A student.

- Where? At the emergency station?
- I know that you think I'm old.

- You're not old.
- There, see?

And my thighs are fat.

Your thighs...

turn me on.

What else turns you on?

Mom, is everything OK?

I'll get it.

- Hi Grandma!
- Hi there, peanut.

So?

Awesome.

Hang this up.

What's this?
Is this real fur?

No. Who do you think I am?
Of course it's real.

Do you know how many lambs were
killed to make it? Take it.

Good Lord, not one, this is sable.

Peanut.

Check this out.

- So what do you think?
- What?

- Take a good look, so?
- Not bad.

Not bad. If you only knew how many
dates I had to go on with that old fart...

He's a fantastic surgeon, hands of gold.
And not just his hands.

And look how firm they are.
Can you believe it?

Let me introduce you.

- Hi.
- Hi!

- This is my grandma.
- Vilma.

- Jokūbas.
- Vilma.

Yes.

- So now we know each other.
- Yes.

I must be going?
OK, bye!

See you, Tomas.

Tomas?

You know, she gets mixed up a lot.

- Who is Tomas?
- My religion teacher.

Bye. I love you.

Hi.

Hello.

So, how are you doing, my dear?

I'm great, why do you ask?

You're clearly great.

Thanks a lot, Mom.

His name is Jokūbas if
you were wondering.

I'm sorry, I can't remember them all.
You change them like socks.

What socks? We've been
together for a month!

Oh, so this is a record already.

Can you leave the
kid alone, huh?

As if it's for you to tell me
how I should raise my daughter.

Thank you.

And as always, you passed up
the chance to keep quiet.

I don't drink.

Put that down.

Today I saw Mom bawling with her
face buried in Dad's pajamas.

So things are a bit
worse than I thought.

So what are we going to do?

You're not doing anything, I'll
take care of everything myself.

Oh, yes, you will.

Laura, we have to organize a
new relationship for your mom.

I don't need a new relationship.

Relationships aren't that
easy to break off, it's like...

amputating a leg.

Have you ever seen an
amputated leg grow back?

It's not for you to understand what a
normal, long-term relationship is.

Well, we don't need to understand, right?

I already learned my lesson.

And now men don't stay with me
any longer than six months.

They get worn out.

Exactly. Only now karma is taking
revenge on me for some reason.

Karma is taking revenge on you,
my dear, because you forgot

that you were born a woman.

Right, Mom.

How can you know which man
is the best if you haven't tried them all?

Oh, now that's my granddaughter!
Cheers!

Maybe you didn't notice
that I'm the only one here

with a degree in relationship psychology?

That's exactly what
your tragedy is, Jurga.

Because you live according
to the textbook.

And what you really need to do

is just lift your skirt a bit
and the choice is yours.

You know, Mom, normal men
value feelings and brains.

How do you know what a normal man
is if you only knew one your entire life?

That's right, Mom,

plus they said in Parliament that
Lithuania has an addiction to sex.

And basketball! And by the way,
that's exactly the same.

Ten men, and they're all
trying to get it in two holes.

Would you stop for
once with the sex?

Not everything in a relationship
revolves around sex!

Relationships are
based on trust...

Why don't you save that nonsense...

for your patients.

Mom.

Oh Jesus.

Oh Jesus.

Watch and learn.

You should have seen her legs...

You're drooling already.

Listen, my young friend.

Never forget the number
one rule in life:

If you like a woman,

never show her
that you need her.

- So what do you do then?
- What do you do?

- Well?
- Just...

Don't do anything.

But won't it happen that if you don't
do anything, then she won't either?

You don't get female
logic, do you?

What does a woman do if
you show her attention?

What do I know?
She falls in love.

Fool.

She gets an attitude.

You have no idea how much
attitude fits in that little body.

OK then, I got it.

You don't pay attention.
But her, what about her?

- What?
- Well?

- Well, what?
- What about her?

What, what, you'll see what.

It's not for broads to decide what.
Don't "what" your pants there.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I have a surprise for you.

- Can you see anything?
- Well, no.

CLOSED

OK, a few more steps
and I'll take it off.

Three...

Two...

Whoa, stop.

Voilà.

Here you are.

What is this?

Guess.

Jokūbas, what is this?

Our home.

What?

- You're asking me to live with you?
- Yes.

I... can't.

Take that off, it looks stupid.

Why?

I can't make a commitment
like that, I'm 20 years old.

Well, I'm 25, so?

So...

Because of my mom.

I can't leave her all alone,
you saw what she's like right now.

Yeah, right, you always have
to save someone, right?

So you want me not to
care about anyone?

No.

No, I just wish you would
save me sometimes too.

Hey...

Maybe sometime.

If my mom finds someone.

I have to go.

I don't need new clothes.
I have my own.

Just don't get started
with your own clothes.

Maybe you'd prefer to
walk around naked?

So?

- How are you doing in here?
- What is this?

What, what?

Do you want me to hate
myself even more?

You used to wear even tighter
clothes and it was fine, my dear.

Well I used to be
10 kilograms younger, mom.

How about you don't talk about
your age around me, OK?

Pack these two up please.

You don't have to try this dress on,
I already bought it.

- Mom!
- You'll wear it like a big girl.

And hurry up, we're late
for our hair appointment.

- Keep your back straight, dear.
- Mom, I don't need to.

Yes, you do.

Chest out.

I look like a road sign,
what have you done to me?

That's good,

men are familiar with road signs
so they'll know the direction better!

Mom.

You're a warning sign, Mom.

Prohibitory!

And now let's turn casually...

Cross our little legs...

Grab a corner and adjust it...
but just barely, not much at all.

Pardon!

- And now it's your turn.
- You really are missing some screws.

That's the question. I think
it's you who's missing a screw.

Maybe you should try feeling
less like a dumped broad

and more like a
woman who is free.

Mom, what do you think
we're sitting here for?

Yeah, why did we get
together here?

Ladies.

See, younger people know me too.

I adore signing autographs.

Mom, this is the check.

Thank you, sweetheart. You never
pass up the chance to sting me.

Can I pay with a card?

Laura, I think maybe we can
stop bothering your mom.

Your mom is so independent,
I don't think she needs us anymore.

So, my dear, you can choose
your own company now.

Either this one...

or that one.

That one's not bad, Mom.

Laura, let's go.

Good luck, Mom.

Good luck.

May I join you?

How can I forbid it?

Don't take this the wrong way.

I'm not the kind of guy who
picks up women on the street.

- You just look really beautiful.
- I... thank you, that's very kind of you.

I kept trying not to look at you,
but I couldn't help it.

Vytintas.

Jurga. Have we met?

How should I put it...

Can I buy you a cocktail?

I don't drink.

That's not what I meant.

I have something that
helps you lose weight.

- Mom...
- I have some for your mom too.

It helps you lose weight!

Hey!
I'm serious.

Look, she's really cool.

Looks, personality.

- How old is she?
- What difference does it make?

She's a former model.

Then she's an old bag,
maybe 50, 60 or 70.

Screw you!

All you want is to hang
out with toddlers.

Do you hear me?

Look.

We'll do everything.

Understand?

I don't need you to do her.

She needs a normal relationship.

Don't teach a cat
how to catch mice.

Got it?

Everything will be like in Hollywood,
don't worry.

No, come on, listen.

- I'm serious.
- Look.

This is what we're going to do.

You're going to tell me everything.

What she does, what she likes.
Got it?

And I'll tell you
what has to be done.

Understand?

Because if she gets the feeling that
this is all being done on purpose...

That's it, she'll be out of there just
like that. Everything has to look natural.

They like to think that it doesn't
depend on them, but on karma,

on the stars, on some sort of magical
powers, on some mystical shamans, etc.

- Got it?
- Got it.

The concert is over.

Finally! Hi!

Hello, handsome.

- How do you like my look?
- Like Cassandra the prophetess.

- And the perfect shoes for the dunes.
- Thank you.

And what, do you already
have a new man?

What do you mean?

Well I can see that
you have new wheels.

Mom, it's the 21st century.
You just get in and drive.

Get out. And you don't
have to sleep with anyone.

Mom.

Attention!

Let's get acquainted.
This is my Dovydas.

Hello, everyone.

Hello.

Hi.

Mom, don't set me up.

Who's setting you up?

I have to take care
of myself, don't I?

Hold on, hold on.

I thought you were going out
with that plastic surgeon,

or did I miss something again?

Was going out.

And...

And now I'm writing my memoirs.

- You're doing what?
- I'm writing my memoirs.

What next?

Isn't it too early for memoirs?

The sun is already in the west.

Time for dinner!

Mom, but you didn't even write
notes for me in school.

What do you think they
have journalists for?

And keep in mind that
this one is very good.

- And his age is just your taste.
- Oh, please.

At least I have taste.

So the book, what's it about?

What do you think?

About me, of course.

An actress and her 1,000 men.

1,000.

Well you can't write
about them all.

After all, you can't
remember all of them.

Please, my memory
is like crystal.

Remember how the prompter at
the theater used to go crazy?

The prompter used to go crazy too.

But I'm not going
to write about him.

Because there were others that
were quite a bit better than him.

Better what?

Grandma is going to write
a book about her men.

When she was 40 years younger.

Speaking about age,
a woman is like good wine.

The older she gets,
the better the finish.

I prefer Beaujolais myself.

All that is demagogy.

Oi, oi, oi, what high matters!

Demagogy.
I just call it life.

And in this cabinet, in the
words of one of my exes...

We have
The Chronicles of My Lamentations.

Check it out, Mažvydas Library.

50 years of hard work by hand.

By hand.

No one is going to read it,
no one is interested.

"Then he threaded me
on his raised skewer

"and heated me until I became
all tender and soft."

Hey, but everything
is already here.

All we have to do is read it,
sort it out...

take some stuff out, expand
on other stuff and publish it.

- Are you serious?
- Well, yeah!

Sex and kitchen recipes sell the best.

And this is two in one.

- Let's go!
- How about you all calm down.

Use your brains,
think it over rationally.

You find some filth
and you have to go and publish it?

Sweetheart, you're so right.

What's the point of a diary if you
don't have illustrations to prove it?

You're a real beauty.

Jurga, I'm sorry but I was thinking
that I'll probably need your help too.

What do I have to do with it?

You know her the best.

And is anyone interested
in my opinion?

That's exactly
why I need your interview.

I don't speak with Dictaphones.

I'm Dovydas.

Not Dictaphone.

So sit down, Dovydas.

So something caught
your interest?

March 1973.

Why that period?

Because that's when my mom
started working at the theater,

and I was born
nine months later.

So, so far I've found seven
candidates who could be my dad.

Listen to this:

"An impressive, sensual wild boar with
a cock like an Indian totem pole."

Nice, huh?

"Mr. Macaroni."
But that's probably not him.

How do you like this one:

"He was like a juicy orange
that I had to have a bite of.

"But when I peeled him,

"he was more like a boring jackass
without a sense of humor."

Try to see it from my point of view.

For you, this is entertainment.

Show business.

But when I read it,

I feel like a five-year-old girl who walks
in on her parents in the bedroom.

I think it's disgusting.

I take it you weren't a happy child.

Then I thought I wasn't,
but now I think differently.

That's basically
why I studied psychology.

So that I could answer those
questions for myself.

Don't get me wrong,
I understand who my mother is.

As an actress, she's a genius.
That's obvious.

I mean, have you met a
lot of women like her?

But to me, she's basically
a mom who was never home.

Even when they threw
her out of the theater.

And why did they throw
her out of the theater?

I don't know, she's
very vague about it.

A conflict with the head of the literature
department or something. I don't know.

Or maybe, in trendy terms, we could say
that she was the first "Me Too" victim?

My mom, a victim!

She's anything but a victim.

Everyone else can feel like scorched
grass after her appearance, but not her.

She's a queen.

But every woman should be,
really.

Bathe in attention, want it.

Even so, my mother
is the only person in the world

who can throw me off balance
in one single second.

Dovydas!

I could tell you a few stories
that aren't in the diaries.

Believe me, they're very spicy.

I brought some inspiration!

How about a massage?

So I see the prima donna has you
pretty pressed against the wall.

And I don't have anything
comforting to say.

I don't know anyone who
has ever told her no.

Let me introduce myself.

Dovydas.

The first.

- Good morning!
- Good morning.

- Bon appétit!
- Thank you.

OBJECT LOCATED.

I AM BEGINNING THE OPERATION.

So?

- Want to try?
- Oh, thank you, no.

- It really shrinks your pores.
- I don't have pores.

Sure, you don't have pores.
Everybody has pores.

Where's Laura?

- Good morning.
- Right, good morning.

Laura went over to the lagoon.

- Are you ready?
- For what?

What do you mean?
We said we'd go running.

- Let's go.
- OK, let's go.

Stop, stop, stop.

- We have to go there.
- Why there?

Just because, I don't know.

Whatever you say.

Good morning, Dovydas.

Oh, hi.

You know, I can't even remember when
I brought someone their morning tea.

The last time was probably
back in the theater.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you very much.

Thank you.

Herbals...

Why didn't you go
back to the theater?

I didn't go back to the theater...

because when a woman
reaches a certain age, a mature one,

the only role that the theater
can offer you is old age.

And I hate it.

And in the cinema?

The cinema is a different matter!

The last time wasn't long ago.

I thought, God,
they still need me in the cinema!

I was on cloud nine.

They wined and dined me.

And when we started to rehearse,

I realized:

We're doing a commercial.

And not just any commercial.

A commercial for denture adhesive.

Me and dentures!

So now we're going to
work all day, right?

I planned...

I also planned,
let's go and climb up...

To the attic.

There's a beautiful
view from there.

I planned on going
into the forest.

- The forest.
- For mushrooms.

- Oh, for mushrooms!
- To the forest for mushrooms.

To the forest for mushrooms!

OK, to the forest then.

Well, that's why I'm here,
to protect you.

8- Help me out...
- No, you help me.

- Buckle that.
- Hey!

Jokūbas!

- What are you doing here?
- This is Mindaugas.

Well, so...

- Hi.
- Jokūbas.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

This is Laura.
My girlfriend.

Right?
And this... is Jurga.

Say hello.

- Nice to meet you. Mindaugas.
- Hello.

I'm ready.

We got the board pumped up here and
were thinking of going out for a paddle.

I don't get it. You're going
to get on this thing?

Yeah, so?

What, so? You're going
to break your neck!

No, no, no, no way. There's no
danger here at all, really.

Listen, I heard that it's really dangerous
here, I've tried myself and...

It's not dangerous,
this is completely stable.

See? Not everyone is a wimp.
Let's go!

- You're not going anywhere...
- What are you doing?

I'm not letting you... You're not breaking
your neck, I'm not letting you. Got it?

I'm not letting you either,
do you understand or not?

- What?
- You're not going.

But you just said that
it's not dangerous at all.

- You're going.
- No, no, this is for adults.

- Get your arm in here...
- Are you kidding? But I've never...

- I'm a not going anywhere....
- We need to talk.

Hey, my clothes, my clothes.

You must be kidding.
I'm not ready, I'm scared.

I'm scared too.
But that's what wetsuits are for.

We need to talk. Let's go.
Really seriously.

- I'm not ready.
- I'm not ready either.

But fear is the goddess
of discovery, Madame.

Let's get serious.

Dovydas!

Wouldn't you like
to give the lady a hand?

Oh, sorry, sorry.

How beautiful.

But not a single mushroom.
Not even a hint.

How about we get some sun here?

No, why don't we look
for a better place.

Well... why don't we look
for a better place.

See how many
mushrooms there are?

- I said there would be!
- You did...

There are too many
to fit in the basket.

They won't fit in the basket.

Get undressed.

- Vilma, OK, I'll do it myself.
- I'll help.

Three, four.
One, two, three, four.

OK, now we have to get up.

That's probably the best
I've seen anyone get up.

Great.

- Hold on.
- Can you hear me OK?

- Hold on, please, and don't let go.
- OK, OK.

Have you seen
Koršunovas's opera?

No, when am I supposed to see it?
I just work and work.

I'm going to drown!

You're drowning!
Wait, who's drowning?

- Can you wait up?
- You don't support me at all.

You have no idea
what's going on here.

Listen, you can't tell me what
I can do and what I can't do.

Got it?

You're telling me what
I can't do right now.

That's a totally
different thing.

And I'm talking about a
totally different thing.

About what?

Listen, do you want your mom
to find someone or not?

- What does that have to do with it?
- I'm going to help, that's all.

- You're going to help...
- Let her, that's all. OK?

OK, sorry,
I went a little overboard.

Help!

- I don't think any more will fit.
- They definitely won't fit.

Now I'll get undressed.

Vilma, you know,
maybe I'll run back.

I'll get a bigger basket.
You stay here.

Bunny.

Paddleboard and life captain,
Mindaugas.

Did you like it?

What do you mean by like?

- It was like a fantasy, Jokūbas.
- Seriously?

A gift of fate and nothing else.

He appears when I need it most.

And he knows
everything about me.

What movies I watch,
what music I listen to...

And the most interesting thing
is that he's read my book.

Which you can't find in a
bookstore or anywhere.

So how does that work out,
Jokūbas?

Are you really angry?

No, I'm just interested
in knowing why.

I just thought that...

How did you manage to talk him
into nonsense like that?

I didn't have to talk him into it.

Did you promise him something?

No. I just told him about you,
the way it is.

And how is it?

Well, you're awesome.

- And that's it?
- Yes!

Tell the old lady.

OK, fine.

I told him that you like
to make love in public places.

Touché.

Then why was he asking if I saw
Koršunovas's latest opera?

Oh, no, no, I definitely
won't answer that.

Jokūbas, fine, fine.

But keep in mind that we're going
to come back to this opera topic.

OK.

Laura, bring me that tray.

What's this going to be?

This is Taj Mahal tandoori,
an Indian dish...

Mushroom curry.

- I learned when I was in India.
- You were in India?

- Mindaugas was in India!
- Just three or four times.

- Two.
- Too bad I don't like mushrooms.

Maybe you're a vegan
or something?

Listen, a guy who knows how
to cook is a dream man.

On a white horse.

I had a white horse once, with
100 horsepower between its legs,

and you can feel it when there's
100 horsepower between the legs.

If you don't have enough
of your own, then yes.

Jurga, we have a guest
if you haven't noticed.

Mindaugas sails too.

Yeah, I got a yacht
for the season...

You have a yacht?

Yeah... this yacht...

Yeah...

I love to sail at night

when it's dark, and the
lighthouse shines romantically

it's just the two of you
with the water rippling

and you understand
what real freedom is.

A yacht, seriously?

There's got to be some sort of
boundaries, that's total nonsense.

No, no, you know, I think everything's
good. Now she'll taste my mushrooms.

Yeah, but if the mushrooms are
going to be like that yacht, then...

What's your problem with that yacht?
What's wrong with you?

Women like romance, moonlight,
the full moon, all that sweet talk.

You'll see, they're
going to melt.

Listen, let's end that mission.

She's been through a lot as it is. I don't
want her to be disappointed again.

- Fine, fine, chief.
- OK.

With the beef.

Grandma used to sing me that
song before I went to sleep.

Mom didn't sing to me,
she tortured me with Chekov

with all kinds of strange texts.

How interesting, tell us more.

- I don't have anything to tell.
- What do you mean?

Like you could tell us...

what kind of mom Vilma was.

What, there's not enough
information in the diaries?

No, this is completely
something else.

I'd like to get the full picture.

Yeah, it really is interesting

when you don't know
people or anything.

Don't bother, guys.

It's pointless.

She hates me.

Here you go again with
that theater of yours.

What, you don't?

Of course not.

So then stop with the attitude
and tell everyone something.

I'm the one with the attitude.

Have you ever thought about looking
in the mirror yourself, Mommy?

What?

I'm a woman, and I have
no intention of hiding it.

And it's definitely not my problem

that you don't want to
come off as a woman.

For some reason you're afraid,
you don't know how.

Incidentally, you
have great legs.

And you've never worn
heels in your entire life.

Mom, stop.

If you married a shrimp, it doesn't mean
that you can't wear heels.

That's not why at all.

Yeah? Why then?

It doesn't matter.

Sure, like always, run into
the bushes, withdraw, hide.

OK.

Let's not hide.

Have you turned it on?

Writer?

My mom is a legend.

My mom is a star.

She was, and she is.

Wherever she went,
she would create such a furor,

it's really hard to even explain.

It was a total phenomenon.

And it's the same thing now,
to tell you the truth.

Men just fall at her feet.

It's something unique,
and I used to observe it,

and I always really
wanted to be like her.

We had this closet at home where
she kept all of her stage costumes,

Wigs, makeup, everything.

I wasn't allowed to go near it, to touch
anything, it was strictly forbidden.

But...

I was probably 11 years old then,
and you know, the theater, it's...

these endless rehearsals,
tours, parties.

And I actually spent
all of my time alone.

There was this one night when...

When...

I was waiting for her...

And it was almost morning,
and she came home.

And I heard her crying in her room.

And then she fell asleep.

And I went into that closet,

I pulled out the nicest heels there...

I put on lipstick...

and this curly wig.

And I started walking around the room,
back and forth.

I thought, she'll wake up,
and she'll see me like this.

like looking in a mirror, this...

this tiny copy of herself.

So she woke up.

And then she...

I don't want to talk about it.

But you ruined my most
expensive pair of heels.

Did you ever stop to think
about why I used to do that?

Why I always walked around?

I'd look at that closet, and always
just wanted to be like you.

That never occurred to you, huh?

That I needed you,
that I needed attention.

I was a child!

Just like her father.

Father...

Look.

You're a writer, right?

You're writing a book
about my mom, right?

So you ask her, because I never
got an answer, my entire life.

It doesn't matter that I
have a degree in psychology.

I never got an answer.

So you use your smarts
and ask her for once:

Who is my father?

Because I never got an answer.

As many times I asked her,
I always got silence.

So just think how a little girl
was supposed to feel...

when the theater took
away her mother...

and her mother...

took away her father.

How's that for the book,
is that good?

How are you doing?

Great.

Sorry about Mindaugas and the yacht
but you know, he really is a good cook.

Thanks, but somehow
I don't really have an appetite.

Well, OK.

- Hold on, we have unfinished topics.
- What kind?

- What do you mean, what kind?
- Well?

Sit down.

Well, OK.

Nice room.

I'm listening.

To what?

What secrets?

Where?

Is that you?

Me, me. What secrets?

You look good.

- Jokūbas!
- What?

- Are you playing with me?
- No.

Well tell me, I'm asking you.

What?

What did you tell Mindaugas...

about me...

about the opera...

Don't you remember?

They're calling me.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

- Jokūbas, I'm waiting.
- I'm really embarrassed.

What is this, kindergarten?

You can tell him,
but you're embarrassed to tell me.

What am I, an animal?

Fine.

I told him that you like to sit at the
opera in the balcony and have oral sex.

What?

Well there you go,
what did I tell you?

Yeah?

What, I'm working.

Like always.

Go ahead.

What do you mean?

Hold on, Laura...

You want me to go
to the movies with Jokūbas?

Well, I'm one thing
but what about Jokūbas?

What do you mean "cover"?

Of course I don't like it, Laura.

Let's start with the fact that I
don't like your attitude in general.

OK, I'm not telling you what to do,
OK, I'm not saying anything.

OK, I said fine.

I liked it, especially that part

where she poured cement on her
mother? I liked that a lot.

I knew you would
like that part.

But you know, I was surprised.

Somehow I didn't think Lithuanians
knew how to make movies.

Turns out they know
how to when they want to.

Oh, shit!

Hi Jurga.

Hi Linas.

What are you doing here?

We came to go shopping.

So...

We were at the cinema.
We like to go to the movies.

Now we're going to all of
the Lithuanian ones...

What are you doing?

Šarūas Bartas's.
Have you heard of him?

I wanted to call you,
about the divorce papers.

You have to sign them.

OK, fine.

We'll sign them.

We'll send them.

Soon.

Tomorrow or the next day, alright?

Need a push?

That's her little joke.

That's it,
we're almost there.

And why are we here?

Don't you like walking
around cemeteries?

How should I put it...

But maybe we could use
the informal "you"?

- Thanks.
- Somehow...

I didn't dare myself.

To tell you the truth,

we're here thanks to you.

At first I thought that this
was going to be a date.

But now I can see there's
no need to worry.

Well, this isn't exactly a date,
but purely a scientific expedition...

Well let's call it this:
"The Paths of Vilma's Adventures".

I always knew that your father
was a special person.

And how did you find him?

Part of the job.

I asked about it carefully...

flipped through the diary...

and found him.

This...

This is all your father.

You can be proud.

He was the only smart
theater critic.

He had a bright mind...

didn't vomit bile
just for the sake of it.

That was my mom's field.

Spraying it from a tank all over the
place as if she was a fire fighter.

But I don't get it,
I still don't get it...

How does she manage to be so full
of life in a situation like this?

What situation?

Her situation.

What, you don't know?

Two, and three, and four.

And one, and two,
and three, and four.

And one, and two, and
three, and four.

And one, and two, and
three, and four.

And one, and two, and...

So what's up?

What are you doing here?

I'm allowing my feminine beauty,
no, energy, to unfold.

Why didn't you say anything to me?

What would have changed if I had?

Hold on,
we have to do something.

We'll hold a match, boxing.

Vilma versus cancer.

I don't know, there are doctors,
drugs, chemo, surgery after all...

Surgery?

Done.

OK, but maybe we can
still win some time?

What for?

You know, it's not that bad
to know your expiration date.

You can prepare for the last show.

Sweetheart, I don't want to
watch my skeleton dry up.

I would rather sign autographs.

For my fans.

Mom...

What fans? What autographs??
Maybe you're delirious?

Nobody remembers you anymore.

Wait, and we'll see.

But Mommy,
we're talking about your life.

Exactly.

Exactly.
We're talking about my life.

- But Mom...
- Not another word about it.

Not a single word
about this topic.

Got it?

No, I don't understand her.

- Who?
- Who? Mom!

Everything is so serious.

It's not a game.

She needs to get treatment, but
she's doing all that nonsense instead.

Now she started with that ballet,
what does that ballet have to do with it?

She's writing that obituary of hers...

Then she got it in her head
to get that writer in bed...

He could be her son!

- And why does that bother you?
- What?

That she's letting herself be
with a man who is a lot younger?

What do you mean "letting herself"?
It's a disgrace.

And you, would you like to?

To have a younger partner?

Me?

That's the last thing on my mind,
my mom is sick.

- And what about Jokūbas?
- What about Jokūbas?

You see each other a lot.

So?

He's not attractive?

Attractive to who?

Me?

Come on now...

He's my daughter's boyfriend.

Well he's my daughter's
boyfriend too, so?

Sure, we saw each other a few times

but only because Laura
asked me herself to cover for her.

Yeah, he's sweet...

he's really cute...

With him...

Actually, I can't remember
anyone ever being so gallant with me.

It's easy being with him, simple.

I feel young.

Those wrinkles...

On his forehead when he laughs.

He cackles like a horse,
but it's really funny.

- Did you notice that?
- I noticed.

What is he here for?

- I don't know, maybe you?
- Very funny.

No, no, no, hold on, hold on.
I have to be really rational here.

Somehow I have
to keep it calm...

- You get it.
- No, my dear.

The session is over.

No, Jurga, don't leave me now,
not now, come on, please.

We've taken too long as it is.

After all, the most important thing
is to stick to the rules, right?

You're not helping
me at all, Jurga.

You know what?

Go shit yourself.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- What's this?
- This? An umbrella.

Is it a bad time?

I could use some help.

- Lend you a refrigerator?
- No, this is hot.

Come in.

But Laura's not here.

She's not on the phone either.

Yeah, she's on an expedition
with her coworkers or something.

She left her phone at home.

I see.

So come in.

You missed a call.

I can hold that for you.

Something important?

No.

No, Jokūbas.

That's definitely enough.

I'm already... I'm talking too loud
and I feel like I'm already levitating.

- Can I ask you something?
- How can I forbid it?

- Go ahead and ask!
- Were you ever unfaithful?

To your husband?

Why do you ask?

I was just wondering.

Obviously,
you don't have to answer.

Why? I'd like to know.

No, I wasn't.

Seriously?

Why does that surprise you so much?
What, have you been unfaithful to Laura?

Of course not.

No, no, I'm not like that.

So why do you think I am then?

It's just that you're smart,

beautiful, confident...

Strong. Sexy... And you probably get
a lot of attention from men.

Well...

There was a situation
or two, but...

Somehow I didn't even let
myself think about it.

Awesome.

Have you ever regretted it?

No, never.

You're perfect.

Don't change.

You know what?
I think maybe...

You've had enough wine yourself.

But I'm sober.

We can't, Jokūbas.

We can't.

I'm begging you...

There are 1,000 reasons.

- 1,001, right.
- No...

There's a boundary,

and we can't overstep it.
We can't.

Understand?

And we won't overstep it.

Where did we leave off?

Turn off the light.

Why?

I'm old.

No.

Is there something wrong?

Jokūbas is cheating on me.

What?

And what about you?

I'm going to go.

You're going?

Well, I guess you can wade.

- Laura?
- Hi Mom!

What are you doing here?

I live here, don't I?

But you said you'd
only be back tomorrow.

Yeah, my plans changed.

Hello, I'd like some cake.

Give me two.

Mom!

- Jokūbas is cheating on me.
- Yeah?

- Why do you think that?
- He's not answering his phone.

- That doesn't mean anything.
- Yeah?

But he's no longer talking
about living together.

There can be a million reasons.

Like?

Maybe he got drunk with a friend
and spent the night at his place.

Or maybe her place?

Look, Laura, I'm going to run out
and get something for breakfast,

and then when I get back
we'll discuss it, OK?

- Then I'll go with you.
- No!

Why?

I'm just going to be really fast,
I'm already going.

But I need somebody to talk to.

That's great.

Go make some coffee,

and I'll be really fast,
back and forth and that's it.

And clean up around here.

Mom, you witch!

Why didn't you say anything?

Laura, I'll tell you
absolutely everything.

So do I know him?

Who?

Who, your new boyfriend.

No, I don't think you know him.

- So where is he?
- He's sleeping.

You have the house to yourself...

Well, yeah.
You know how it is.

Thank you very much.

Mom!

Mom!

I'll be right out!

You can tell him the
shower is free.

There's nobody to tell,
we just said goodbye, he left.

No, he was just here.

The shower is free!

I don't get it. So who was
knocking on the shower then?

Who knows.

That ass, he up and ran away.

- So good.
- What's good about it?

That a guy leaves you like that,
first thing in the morning?

No, I'm not going to let
my Jokūbas go like that.

You know what
I'm going to do?

I'm going to do it the way
that you taught me.

I'm not going to say
anything to him.

I'm just going to go to his house,

and wait for him to come back.

I'm not going to say a thing,
I'm just going to apologize.

- You're going to apologize.
- Yes.

I'm going to apologize.

I haven't exactly been
the best girlfriend lately.

Don't you think that maybe
you're being a little rash?

No.

What, am I going to wait until someone
comes and wraps him around her finger?

Why are you flying off
the handle like this?

You're the one who told me
a few days ago

that you don't care about him anymore.

You know, you're right but last night I
realized how much he means to me.

- You're jealous.
- No, it's not that.

I just realized how many things
I'd like to do with him.

And now, some whore
stole him from me.

So why is it
immediately a whore?

So you think that
he found someone?

No, I don't think anything.

Well, maybe he did find someone like...
Someone he likes being with.

- Tell me what he said to you.
- He didn't say anything to me.

Laura!

I think you have to give him a chance
to explain everything.

OK?

No, you don't understand, I love him.

Wish me luck.

Mom?
Lend me that pink scarf.

Because Jokūbas said you looked really
pretty at the movies with that scarf.

This one?

Not this one?

Laura.

Yes, she just got here.

Of course, like always.

She tells me everything.

And how did you get something
as loathsome as that in your head?

How could you?
The poor girl.

- So how was it?
- How was what?

What, how was what?
How was he? In bed.

Mom, come on...

He's on his way to your place now so that
he can somehow clear things up...

He's already here.

But it looks to me that he's not
doing so well clearing things up.

Mom, what do I do now?

You're asking me what to do?

You care less about my opinion
for 30 years

and now you ask
"Mom, what do I do?"

I really messed up.

You didn't mess up anything.

It's her own fault.

And life gave you a chance.

Understand?
A charming young man wants you.

Not some old fart.

So enjoy it.

But now I'm so afraid that...

That Laura will be mad at you
for the rest of her life.

- Yeah.
- It's OK...

Everything passes.

It'll pass, she'll forgive you,
you'll reconcile.

You'll just have to wait.

How long?

Well, for example,
I've been waiting until now.

Hi.

We need to talk.

I'm proud of you.

You really did the right thing.

So then why does
it hurt so much?

As if it would hurt less later.

I hope you didn't think this relationship
could last forever?

Think about it.

How would you feel if it was him,
and not you who broke everything off?

Like if he had found
someone younger.

You're like a mom to him.

You were happy, right?

And now, what, do you feel really,
really unhappy?

I can't remember the last
time I felt that good.

So now...

you can thank your mom.

For teaching you to live.

I oiled the engine,

puttied a few places,
took care of the electric.

Everything is in place.

Good, good...

Thanks. So next time you
need it cleaned, oiled,

or just taken care of,
I'm at your service.

ALL OF MY MEN

Thank you so much.

It's so nice to see
so many of you here...

By the way, the publishing house
already ordered a second edition.

Wow, congratulations.

So now you're a star!

An influencer.

Star, right.

That's our star.

Our influencer.

- Here you go.
- You're so amazing.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Perhaps I could get
an autograph too?

Of course.

What would you like me to write?

To my beloved...

my only daughter?

If that's what you want.

Are you sure?

It is.

And I'd also like to thank you.

For everything, everything.

So I'm forgiven?

Peanut.

Hi!

I just came to
congratulate Grandma.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

It's great to see you.

- You're perfect.
- I know.

And I'm not talking to you at all.

Laura.

I'm so glad you called,
sweetheart.

Don't cry.

Your mascara will run.

What difference does it make?

A big one.

You never know where
and when you'll meet your man.

Back straight, chest out.

- Mom, don't start.
- OK, fine.

How did they do with my make-up?

- They did a great job.
- Thank you.

Did you see how they put me in this
dress and put a rag on my shoulders?

You look great.

Like an old broad.
Take that rag off of my shoulders.

Mom, could you at least act
decently at your own funeral?

I don't know what that decency
of yours means. I never did.

Take that rag off of my shoulders.

Is that too hard for you?

Give me some cleavage.

Come on, sexier.

But I still don't get it,
what difference is it to you?

You've been dead for
three days already.

Shh. Don't talk about my age
in front of other people.

See what a crowd there is?
You didn't believe it.

You know, I think they came
to look at each other...

Good for them.

...like at a funeral.

Screw them, those bores.

And they were always like that.
At least I had fun in my life.

And I don't regret anything.

Although I do regret...

that I didn't spend
enough time with you.

Will you forgive me?

Hey, sweetheart.
Listen, don't get a big head, OK?

You were far from being a saint.

You're like all of us.

Like all people.

So...

Stop looking down that
nose of yours and...

So that's it.

Oh, you little peanut.

- At least I know you're in good hands.
- Mom!

Just like her father.

- Hi. What are you doing here?
- Hi.

- Being the mailman.
- What are you delivering?

- I brought you a delivery.
- Me? From who?

This is all for me?

That's what the deceased said.
This is 148 pairs.

In short, one pair, one date.

And she said she'll be
watching from up there.

To make sure you go.

Hold this.

So, Mr. Mailman...

Will you help?

Jurga, wait.

Let's talk.

There were nice moments too.

Our daughter is
growing up really nice.

And in general...
not everything was that bad, was it?

So what do you want?

Give me another chance.

Why?

Because I figured out
what love really is.

Love is freedom.

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