All language subtitles for We.Were.the.Lucky.Ones.S01E03.DSNP.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-FLUX.en[cc]

[Genek Kurc] Previously,
on We Were the Lucky Ones...

I have news from Lvov.

Herta made it safely.

They've all been assigned,
uh, apartments, there's work.

Life is relatively calm.

[Jakob Kurc]
Bella?

Together, from now on.
I want to marry you.

[Adam Eichenwald]
Has something changed?

Nothing has changed for me.

I'm sorry.

It's my fault.

No, you've, you've done nothing wrong.

I need to do something.
I want to do what you're doing.

Whatever it is that you are involved in,
I-I want to be part of it.

We, we help in small ways.

- Ambassador Dantas!
- Monsieur.

Am-Ambassador, please.

My name is Addy Kurc.
I'm an electrical engineer.

If you're interested
in applying for a visa,

you should visit the embassy.

I have.
I've visited five times.

There is a ship
leaving soon for Rio, the Alsina.

You should make sure you're on it.

- [soldiers shouting]
- What is this?!

[grunts]

[officer]
You are Genek Kurc.

You have been deemed
an enemy of the state.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Genek Kurc, you must come with us now.

- [soldiers speaking in native dialect]
- [Genek grunting]

[Herta Seifert]
Wait!

- No, Herta, go back inside!
- Genek...

there are four NKVD upstairs.

They're turning our apartment upside down.

Do you really think I'm safer with them?

[items clattering, crashing]

[Herta panting]

♪

[glass breaks in apartment]

He's an enemy...
then I'm a fucking enemy.

Arrest me, too.

[♪ plays "Waltz in F Minor" by Chopin]

♪

[♪ stops playing piano]

[sighs]

[applause]

Bravo... You play beautifully.

Do you know any Vaudeville?

I think I might.

[ship horn blows]

[birds cawing]

[passengers chattering]

[chatter continues]

[bell dings]

[chatter continues]

[♪ gentle, solemn music playing]

♪

♪

♪

[soldiers shouting]

[indistinct chatter]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[shouting continues]

♪

- All this over a question on a form.
- [whispers] Let it go, it's done.

I would've made the same choice.

[softly]
You should've stayed home.

And been separated from you?

No.

- [door slams]
- [people scream]

[baby crying]

[horn blows]

- [crying continues]
- [hushed, panicked chatter]

[♪ passenger sings
"God Save Poland" in Polish]

[♪ others sing along in Polish]

[♪ singing echoes, fades]

[♪ orchestral theme music playing]

♪

[♪ music concludes]

[train chugs along]

[train brakes hiss]

[guard shouts in Russian]

[guard shouts]

[body thuds]

[♪ melancholy music playing]

[Herta breathes deeply]

- Hey.
- [Herta groans]

- You must.
- No.

- No?
- No.

- For the baby.
- I can't.

[sighs]
I need air.

[Herta breathes deeply]

♪

Join me, Herta.

♪

- Any cramps today?
- [Herta exhales]

No, but my body's numb.
[slight chuckle]

Has the baby kicked recently?

Yes, yes, yes, last night.

Not a kick, more like a, like a turn.

Like a [chuckles] somersault.

Okay.

[pours water]

For your little gymnast.

[wind whistling]

[Herta gulps]

[Herta exhales]

[both] [singing] ♪ If you're blue,
and you don't know where to go to ♪

♪ Why don't you go where Harlem sits ♪

- [♪ Addy playing song on piano]
- ♪ Putting on the Ritz! ♪

♪ Spangled gowns
upon a bevy of high browns ♪

♪ From down the levee, all misfits ♪

♪ Putting on the Ritz! ♪

One more time!

♪ Ya, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta ♪

♪ Ya, ta, ta, ta ♪

♪ Putting on the Ritz! ♪

♪ Putting on the Ritz! ♪

♪ Putting on the Ritz! ♪

[audience cheers, applauds]

Thank you!
Monsieur Fabian and Madame!

[cheering]

And now, a new performer
to our nightly cabaret.

From the coastal hills
of Catalonia, please welcome,

Sebastian Padilla!

[audience cheers, applauds]

Thank you, thank you.

[♪ plays banjo music]

Another brilliant show, Mr. Addy.

Maybe some Cole Porter
for the end of the night.

I was thinking the same thing, Captain.

[♪ sings in Spanish]

Addy Kurc.
Welcome to the show.

I haven't seen you here before,
unless I'm mistaken.

You are not.
I'm not usually one for cabaret,

but we had to come see
what all the fuss was about.

And has it lived up to the hype?

We have not left yet.

- I'll take it as a triumph.
- [chuckles]

I am Madame Lowbeer,
and this is my daughter, Elisabeth.

Pleasure to meet you both.
Lowbeer, is that a Swedish name?

Swedish? No, we come from Czechoslovakia,
or whatever is left of it. Prague.

Ah, charming city.

It strains to be, yes.

- And where do you come from?
- Poland.

A Pole.
I wouldn't have guessed.

You carry yourself like a Frenchman.

People on the ship call you
the Master of Ceremonies.

I wear it as a badge of honor.

And why wouldn't you?
It's very flattering.

I wondered if you originated it yourself.

You think I'm the kind
of man who makes up

his own nickname
and spreads it around?

[laughs]
I don't know what kind of man you are.

We met two minutes ago.
You're certainly confident.

- I hope not arrogant.
- [Elisabeth Lowbeer] Maybe, maybe.

It would be earned, at least.

The show is a hit.

[♪ Sebastian singing]

Thank you, but I'm just the wrangler.

The talent aboard this ship
deserves most of the credit.

- Stop it, I despise modesty.
- I said "most".

- [♪ song concludes]
- [audience cheers, applauds]

Sebastian Padilla, everyone!

[cheers, applause]

How about some Cole Porter, huh?

[cheering]

[♪ plays "Night and Day"
by Cole Porter on piano]

[♪ singing quietly]

The Master of Ceremonies
is also a composer?

- Elisabeth.
- Call me Eliska.

Eliska.
What brings you back?

My mother fell asleep,
so I thought I'd come see

if the show was still happening.

Sadly, everyone went to bed.

And yet you're still here.
Is this your room as well?

Do you sleep on top of the piano?

I wish.

I hold a second-class ticket,
so my cabin isn't quite so spacious.

But you come and go
from this lounge as you please?

I think the captain appreciates
my contributions to morale.

Hm, as he should.

Felt good tonight.

- What?
- Forgetting...

even for a couple hours.

My mother would never admit it,
but I know it helped her, too.

I could see the light return to her eyes.
[sighs]

So, are you a beneficiary
of Ambassador Dantas's generosity?

Yes.

You?

A three-month visa
burning a hole in my pocket.

- Hm.
- From what I've heard,

he's helped many onboard.

I know, that's annoying.

I thought my mother and I were special.

[both chuckle]

So, are you going
to play that for me or what?

Oh, no. No, no, no.
It's not finished.

Bashful Addy, what's it about?

It's a lullaby...
for my two-year-old niece, Felicia.

Aw... that's sweet.

Are you close,
you and your niece?

We've never met.

You want music?

Come on.

- Let's go.
- Let's go.

Bring this.

[♪ plays "I Got Rhythm"
by George Gershwin on piano]

♪

♪

- [♪ music fades]
- [birds cawing]

[♪ gentle string music playing]

Mm, is that land?

We can't be in Brazil already.

No... no.

The boat, it's traveling east.

[♪ tense music playing]

We're going in the wrong direction.

♪

[♪ light music playing]

[people chattering]

♪

[doctor]
Halina...

I need those ABO vials from Group B.

They're just ready, Doctor.

♪

- [Adam] Halina.
- Sorry for the unscheduled visit,

but I come bearing gifts.

Rahel.

- I didn't mean to interrupt, I...
- It's fine, I was just on my way.

Rahel is doing a run
through German territory.

IDs, medicine.
Ten towns in two months.

[Halina Kurc]
Will you go through Radom?

I hear they're starting
to seal off the ghetto.

We'll find a way.
We always do.

I'm curious about these gifts.

Yes.
[exhales]

- Lactic acid?
- I know it's hard to come by.

A forger's treasure.

These will get me two dozen IDs at least.

And an even rarer treasure.

Where did you get it?

The hospital cafeteria.

That is an extremely public space.
You could have easily been spotted.

- Eggs can be procured elsewhere.
- Can they?

You always complain
the demand outweighs the supply

and you cannot make an ID without one.

Halina... working for Dr. Levenhed
is a valuable position for us.

I'm aware of that,
and he's very appreciative of my work.

Well, good.
Keep it that way.

Of course.

[Rahel]
I'm off.

We will see you soon.

Unless a Nazi bullet finds me first.

- Rahel.
- [Rahel laughs]

[Rahel] My God, it's hard
to get you to laugh, huh?

Find the humor, friend.

Goodbye.

[door slams]

Thanks for the support.

I agree with her.

Would you have me lie
to protect your pride?

I have been working
for the Underground for nearly a year,

yet I'm still treated like a child
being indulged and tolerated.

- I risk my life every day.
- Yes, I know you do.

Jakob told me about your visits
to NKVD headquarters.

- He what?
- He's worried, as he should be.

Using the fake IDs
I made you to tour the prison.

Are you insane?

Genek has been gone six weeks.

No information, no idea
if my brother is alive or dead,

and, and Herta pregnant?
It-It's maddening.

But if you get caught,
it jeopardizes all of us.

[♪ gentle music playing]

I'm aware of the stakes, Adam.

[soldiers shouting in Russian]

[shouting continues]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[people coughing]

[shouting continues]

♪

Welcome.

You will work in the fields as we see fit,

and in exchange, we will provide
you with living quarters

and three rations a day.

Follow the rules, you will eat.

Break the rules and you will not.

It is quite simple.

The nearest town
is 10 kilometers from here.

The villagers have been
notified of your arrival,

and they are not sympathetic.

So, if I were you,
I would not try to leave.

We will be notified if you do.

This... is your new home.

You will never see Poland again.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[soldier]
Come!

We'll show you to your accommodations!

♪

[soldier shouting]

♪

[people chattering]

[ship horn blows]

[chatter continues]

[birds cawing]

It never gets easier, does it?

Which part?

Trudging back to our floating prison.

Even after all these months,

it still feels like
impending doom every time.

At least we're allowed to get off.

Not everyone is so lucky.

Addy, must we do this every time?

Do what?

This self-flagellation you indulge in.

You have written permission
from the captain to leave the boat.

You're doing nothing wrong.

Besides, without you,
I'd be forced to wander Dakar alone

since my mother is basically a shut-in.

- Would you have that?
- Of course not.

[♪ solemn music playing]

[Eliska]
Addy.

♪

- [indistinct chatter]
- [people coughing]

Addy!

- Addy?!
- [children] Addy!

Where, where, where is this Addy?

I don't see an Addy.

Have you grown six inches since yesterday?

One for you, one for you.

[ship horn blows]

Some of us are talkin'
about escaping the boat,

- chancing it in Dakar.
- That's insanity.

No. No, Addy, it's not insanity.
It's not insanity.

Insanity's being detained
in harbor for months on end

with no hope, no food,

watching our visas
expire and turn to dust.

Where will you go?

What is the plan
after you get off the boat?

Nowhere is safe.

The war is everywhere.

Yeah, I know, but at least we are taking
our fate into our own hands.

[whispers]
You will get yourself killed.

[normal]
This boat is our salvation, not a prison.

Easy to say when you
are allowed to leave it.

Not all of us have
a first-class girlfriend

to wander the Dakar market with.

♪

[hammering]

♪

[exhales]

[board thuds]

[heavy breathing]

[wincing, panting]

[softly]
It's okay. [sniffles]

♪

[hammering]

Borys!

It's black.

- Can you move it?
- No, only like this.

[Vanya]
What is this laziness?

Get back to work!

- [hammering]
- [people shouting]

[wind whistling]

[Borys]
It's too late.

The tissue's dead.

Look, gangrene is setting in.

It needs to come off.

Genek...

your pocketknife.

[♪ tense music playing]

Genek... must you be the one to do this?

Who else? Borys?

♪

- [swift slice]
- [Borys screams]

[wind whistling]

[Borys breathing heavily, coughs]

[Herta]
Poor Borys.

He doesn't look good.

You think he can deliver the baby now?

[sighs]
Let's hope.

For his sake.

And ours.

[both sigh]

A fingerless pharmacist...

and that's the best we can hope for.

[Herta chuckles]

Maybe Julia can deliver the baby.

She's assisted Borys many times.

And how many of those
babies survived the night?

And the mothers?
Half, if that?

- You blame Julia for those shit odds?
- No, of course not.

You know, she knows
what it is to lose a child.

- The eternal suffering.
- I know, but she's a seamstress,

Herta, not a doctor.

Hm? I'm not leaving your fate
and the baby's up to a 50-50 chance.

Let's go to sleep.

There's nothing to be done tonight.

And once you survive the birth,

you'll be forced out
into the fields 12 hours later.

Hm? If you want to eat,
and if you don't eat,

your milk won't come in.

It's medieval,
not to mention illegal.

What is legal? We were thrown
into a cattle car against our will.

I know. Based on a choice I made,
that violated Soviet law,

an off-the-books law,
but a rule nonetheless,

you know, that carries
weight with these people.

It's how these imbeciles think.

They don't think, they don't care.

No, you're entitled
to 35 days off with rations.

- Yes.
- No, that is the law on the Soviet books,

and it's time for someone
to remind them of that fact.

Remind who?

Romanov, the guards.

No.

It's too risky, I forbid it.

- Oh, you forbid it?
- Yes, I'm huge,

- and I'll sit on you if you defy me.
- [Genek chuckles]

Food is the priority.

I will go to work the next day,

and we will all eat.

There.

A decision.

[♪ slow piano music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ It seems we stood and talked ♪

♪ Like this before ♪

♪ We looked at each other
in the same way then ♪

♪ But I can't remember where ♪

♪ Or when ♪

Good evening, sir.
I know you have a great deal

on your mind at the moment, but...

We are in the same limbo
with the visas, Addy.

Sending wires, doing what
we can to extend them.

This isn't about the visas.
H-Have you visited steerage lately?

- Conditions have deteriorated.
- I know.

Maybe a boost to morale would do wonders.
A day off the boat.

I cannot procure
enough passes for everyone.

- It would be chaos.
- A chance to stretch their legs.

It is of no matter anyway.
The ship leaves Dakar tonight.

Tonight, you mean on to Rio?

The ship... needs repairs.

We must travel north to Casablanca
before continuing on to Brazil.

- But that's a week in the wrong direction.
- Yes, I know.

Dakar is a bustling port
in its own right.

- Can we not seek help here?
- Mr. Kurc... must I remind you

that your presence in this lounge
is already a concession?

Speaking of concessions,
why is it you keep agreeing to move us

from one Vichy-occupied city to another?

Maybe next time
consider a place that doesn't hate Jews.

[echoing applause]

- [♪ light piano music plays]
- [sighs]

[Addy singing] [echoing]
♪ ...we've met ♪

♪ Before ♪

♪ And laughed before ♪

♪ And loved... ♪

- Addy.
- What?

- Ah!
- For you.

I did the embroidery myself.
[chuckles]

[ship horn honks]

[people cheering]

[sighs]

[♪ solemn music playing]

[knocks on door]

♪

[♪ music fades]

We're not going to Rio, are we?

[♪ solemn music resumes]

[Eliska sighs]

[Addy sighs]

♪

♪

[♪ music intensifies]

[♪ music concludes]

What do you think awaits us in Casablanca?

Another detention?

[Addy sighs]

I don't know...

but whatever it is...

we'll face it together.

[♪ somber music playing]

[Otto and Julia pray in native dialect]

♪

♪

[panting] I'd like to request
an audience with Romanov.

Would you?

Yes.

We toil at his behest,
and under Soviet law,

it is... within a worker's rights
to speak to his supervisor.

And what is it you wish
to speak to him about?

[Genek] The ILO created a standard
to provide time off to expectant mothers.

The Soviet government recently adopted
a provision in accordance

with this international standard.

This camp is in violation
of this provision.

I merely wish to bring
this to his attention.

Report to the field when you're done.

Go... before I change my mind.

[soldier shouts]

[♪ solemn music playing]

[wind whistling]

[indistinct chatter]

[Romanov laughing]

Out with it, I don't have all day.
What do you need?

[grunts]

- [breathing heavily]
- [wind whistling]

[♪ tense music playing]

- [Julia] [quietly] Herta... are you okay?
- [Herta winces]

[Herta panting]

- Yeah.
- Are you sure?

♪

And I am merely here
to issue a polite reminder

that we should implement this law.

You are a Pole and a Jew.

Why do you think the laws apply to you?

We are on Soviet soil.

We all must operate under
the law of your sovereign nation,

that has been made clear
to us since our arrival,

and the camp is well run and fair.

So, I take it that you're a man who values

order and the rule of law.

Denied.

Excuse me?

Your request has been denied.

Now go.
[speaks Russian] Razdavay karty.

[Genek] Please, may I ask
the reason for your denial?

You presented no evidence
of your wife's pregnancy.

Evidence.

You could be faking it
to avoid work and horde food.

It is a known tactic.

I understand.
How may I provide proof of her condition?

- A doctor's note.
- Of course, that's fair.

Is there a doctor I can speak to?

- He is busy.
- He's busy.

You know, Borys, the pharmacist,
he passed away this morning,

and, previously, we were denied
a doctor for, uh, births

and medical situations due
to Borys's position in the medical field.

So, given this precedent, I implore you,

- please provide the barr...
- Pharmacist is not a doctor.

That is foolishness.

[♪ light music playing]

[shaky breaths]

- Contractions?
- That's not all.

Oh, okay, uh...
We have to go back to the barracks.

Where is Genek?

[wind whistling]

♪

Ahh, there you are.

You're late.

- What is happening?
- I am citing you for missing work.

Missing?
But, but you granted me permission.

I do not recall that.

Report to headquarters
to receive your punishment.

Shall I also cite you
for defying a direct order?

[wind whistling]

♪

[door opens]

30% reduction in rations for one week.

- Now go.
- Commandant, please.

That is the consequence
for missing work.

- I had permission.
- Then show me.

Hand over written evidence
of such permission.

I have none.

Then the punishment stands.

[♪ tense music playing]

- On the bed!
- [Herta groaning]

[groaning]
Ow.

Please... please reconsider.

I cannot return to my wife with less food
than I started the day with.

♪

I-I beg of you.

We... we have different
positions in this place,

but... we are both men.

We are not both men.

I am the Commandant...
and you're a prisoner.

And the law... is the law.

- [Julia] Good.
- [groaning]

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Push, push, push! Push!

[deep breath]
Push!

The law is the law?

♪

Is-Is, is that a joke?

[panting]

[Genek] Before, I was denied
fair treatment under the law

because I'm a Pole and a Jew,

but now the same laws,
they apply to my actions.

Bite your tongue.

- You're speaking to a decorated officer.
- [Genek] Decorated?

By whom? For what?!

[moaning]

You play at war, at power,
dressed in your uniforms,

showing off your decorations
like children in a playground

bragging about a new toy,

and then you sit in this room,
in the middle of Siberia,

playing your cards...

[Herta moaning]

...shuffling and dealing,
winning and losing,

over and over again...

[Julia]
Herta!

...while the rest of us
lie in the field...

[Julia]
Wake up!

- ...freezing and starving...
- [Julia] Herta.

...and suffering and dying.

Herta, stay with us.

[yells]
What is happening?!

How does this make sense?!

How does any of this
make any fucking sense?

- [Romanov shouts]
- [Genek yells]

[glass vials clinking]

[gasps]
Doctor, no, no, no, no, no!

Those are, those are
the samples from Moscow.

These have already been analyzed.
[slight chuckle]

A potentially disastrous mistake.

- That has been averted.
- Thanks to you.

Your focus is admirable.

My eyes can barely stay open this late.

Then it's time to go home and sleep.

This blood will still
be bloody in the morning.

You remind me of my youngest, Ida.

She's around your age.

She has your wit
and the ways with the words.

- [Halina laughs]
- If not your alertness.

- Where is Ida now?
- Back in St. Petersburg,

- caring for her two children.
- Two children at my age?!

I can barely care for a house plant.

My wife is with her, helping her.

You must miss her, your wife.

I feel her absence... every evening...

returning to an empty home.

I lost a brother recently,

- the eldest in my family.
- I'm sorry, Halina.

How did he pass?

We don't know what happened to him.

He and his wife were here one day
and then... gone the next.

I wonder if you could help me
find out what happened to him?

You, you have status
and you know people in the NKVD.

I just want to know
where he is and, and if he's...

if he's okay.

- What is his crime?
- His crime?

You implied he was taken by the NKVD.

- For no reason. He committed no crime.
- That is not possible.

There must have been
a transgression if he was deemed

an enemy of the state.

Perhaps, if you share it with me,

I will have better luck finding out
the nature of his punishment.

[♪ light, tense music playing]

I don't know his crime.

We didn't discuss such things.

Perhaps, it's time to go home, it's late.

♪

[wind whistling]

[door squeaks]

[door closes]

[Genek panting]

[♪ light music playing]

[softly]
This is your son.

[Genek chuckles]

[Genek panting]

♪

♪

- [softly] Hey.
- [Genek chuckles]

[knock on door]

We are docking,
you must pack now.

Wh-What do you mean, "pack"?
What is this?

70% of what you paid for your ticket.
Everyone gets reimbursed.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't want to get reimbursed.

I paid for passage to Brazil.

Captain's orders, everyone's getting off,
so start packing.

I thought we were going
to Casablanca for repairs.

Why are... why are we disembarking?

- [♪ dramatic music playing]
- [panicked chatter]

[people shouting]

♪

[Eliska]
Addy!

Addy!

- Eliska!
- Addy!

Eliska!

Eliska!

'Scuse me, sorry, I need to get
to those passengers over there.

[soldier]
They will go to Casablanca,

but they can pay
for their own accommodations.

As can I, as can I.

Insufficient.

Please, I am resourceful.

- I can work on the...
- [gun cocks]

[soldier]
Get going.

Aller.

[speaks French]
Aller.

♪

[wind whistling]

[Herta] [softly]
Come on.

- Come on.
- What is it?

What's wrong?

His eyes, they won't open.

- [baby whines]
- It's too cold here.

They're frozen shut.

[exhales]

[kisses]
Come on, my love.

[exhales]

[sniffles]

- [baby whining]
- Shh. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[sighs]
Open your eyes.

Oh. Yes.

[whining]

[Herta chuckles]

Oh.
[kisses]

Welcome to your second day, my little one.

- [baby crying]
- [laughs]

- Genek, something for my arm.
- Of course.

[baby crying]

[♪ light music playing]

♪

Here.

- Okay.
- Here.

[grunts]
Under there.

[baby stops crying]

♪

[both chuckling]

[Herta sighs]

[chuckles]

♪

[Herta]
[kisses] Yes.

♪

[sobs]

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[deep breath]

[door closes]

- [Dr. Levenhed] Halina.
- [vial clinks]

[Halina]
Yes, Doctor?

You need to go with these men.

[♪ tense music playing]

Where are they taking me?

There's no time for questions.

Go.

♪

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[♪ light music playing]

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