All language subtitles for Charlie.Countryman.2013.HDRip.XViD-ETRG

Hi, Bill.

I knocked. You know,
there's no answer or I thought,

you know,
you drowned or something.

Sorry, I... I didn't drown.
I'm just having a bath.

Charlie, it's time.
Your mom, she...

- They called?
- Yeah.

It's Sambuca.

Put this in your pocket.

We switched to a manual apparatus
which enables us to ease her out.

Out where?

Mr. Green, I honestly think you're
doing the right thing here.

Can I have one of those?

They're for my back.

Can we say for now that my back
hurts too, Bill?

Two's the ticket if it hurts as
much as mine does.

This is what happens. Are you
ready?

Took a powder, Charlie?

I'm sorry, it's just that, that
I feel horrible now.

I blame myself, Charlie. I was
never very good at it.

At what?

Being a mom.

No, mom. That's not true. You
were good, you were great.

Weren't you?

I was always so wrapped up in my
own crap.

Meeting Greg, and leaving your
dad.

And meeting Bill and leaving Greg.
I could never get the sequences right.

You're a complicated lady.

I didn't mean to be.

Were. I know, I know.

And I sure didn't mean for you to
be running out on death scenes.

And just floating through your
entire existence, Charlie.

I'm the one who's sorry, kiddo.

What do I do now? I still got a
whole life to go now, you know?

Did we not just say that was
never my thing?

Please, mom. I need you to be
specific now.

Just this once. Tell me what to
do

I got it.

Go to Bucharest.

Bucharest?

Yeah. Go to Bucharest.

Why, mom?

I don't know, it seems specific.

Just do it, Charlie.

Say you promise.

I promise.

Good.

I have to go now, Charlie.

Mom, wait a second, I got this I have
this horrible visual in my head of you.

I need something nicer,
something fun...

Oh, Charlie... oh, you goof.

Come here.

Better?

- God.
- Okay, good.

Charles?

It's okay. Just give us a
minute.

We're not together anymore.
Go home.

Oh, no. Ted.
Oh, my God. Ted.

Yeah, you're not funny. Go home.

Ya, Ashley, everything cool?

It's fine, just give us a
minute.

What are you gonna do, Chuck
Norris?

Go fuck yourself. Asshole.

I'm moving to Bucharest.

Yeah? Are you sure you're not
thinking of Budapest?

It's supposed to be really nice
there.

My mother just died so...

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Just take care of yourself,
Charles.

Sir.

What do you mean with touching
me?

I didn't. You fell asleep on my
shoulder, sir. Sorry.

What is wrong with your face?

What's that?

Your eyes. Here.

You look bad.

My mother just died.

I'm sorry for you.

My wife died many years time
ago.

I never loved another woman
since.

Well, I'm sorry for you also.

I make sex with many of them,
sure, but never with love.

I am Victor Ibanescu.

Charlie Countryman.
Nice to meet...

- Romanian.
- American.

Charlie...

Yeah?

Why are you going to Bucharest?
Tell me.

I don't really know to be honest
with you.

You didn't want to go to
Budapest?

No, I was just kinda...

...yeah, Bucharest. Just spur of the
moment kind of thing, you know?

I understand this kind of thing.

I see, you don't want to speak
with me.

No, I just

No trouble for me. No.

I didn't know if you wanted to keep
speaking or if you wanted your own time.

I speak with you first and you're
not sure I want to speak with you?

Strange way of a mind to be
working, no?

Yeah, I'm sorry. That's sort of
why I'm going on this trip.

Work things out in my mind.

Yes, yes. Bafta acolo, Charlie.

Good luck in there!

Thank you.

Bafta acolo.

If you don't mind me asking, how do you
wind up in Chicago when you're from Romania?

- Me?
- Yeah.

I want to see the Cubbies at
Wrigley's Field.

I want to sing Take Me Out To
The Ballgame one time before I die

And one, and two, and three strikes
and you are an out for the old ballgame.

Why the Cubs, though? I mean,
there's other better teams.

The Cubs are pretty, It's a
shitty team.

Yes! The Cubbies will never win
the Worlds Championship Series.

Of course not. Never, never,
never. No.

But Romania, my country, there's
many problems in history, too.

Invasions, occupations,
dictators.

It is problems which make us who
were are...

which give us character.

Same as the Cubbies!

Yes. Yes!

You make a lot of sense, Victor.

- My pleasure.
- Yeah, my pleasure.

Yeah.

May I show you something very,
very, very incredible?

Yeah, of course!

For my daughter.

Oh my god.

You think she will love it?

Yeah, well, who wouldn't?

Yeah? Who wouldn't! This is what
I thought. Who wouldn't?

Hello?

Please, champagne, for my friend
and me.

And perhaps you'll bring another
glass for yourself too, my darling?

Look, it's nice this hat.

It's very nice.

Yeah, that's really nice.

Buddy?

Victor?

Victor, Victor, Victor?

Oh, fuck!

Oh, boy!

Can I help you, sir?

- Is there a doctor here?
- Why, you unwell?

You should just take his pulse, I don't
know what I'm supposed to do here.

What do we do?

What do we do with a dead man on
the plane?

Just be quiet. You're going to
alarm the others, okay?

He's a dead man so I need to
move seats now.

I'll be back in a second, okay?

Excuse me!

Excuse me! Excuse me!

No, I can't- I can't sit -

I'm terribly sorry, sir

but you have no choice but to
continue on to Bucharest.

You can't even move seats, I'm afraid,
because it's totally fully booked.

This is a dead man.

Look, why don't you just enjoy your
complimentary beverage, okay?

Listen. Listen, I can't sit
here! Put me in a jump seat!

Put me in the bathroom! In the
lavatory!

We will keep them coming.

Just put me in the lavatory. And
I need

I suggest you calm down, sir.

My hands! Listen! I need a wet
nap! Can you get me...

Charlie.

Charlie?

Yes?

Come into here.

Okay.

Charlie...

Yes?

I saw your mother.

Yes?

I told her you are going to
Bucharest. She smiles for you.

I'm sorry you're dead, Victor.

Oh, nevermind! I see also my
wife.

She made some love to me.

And Charlie, I ask you a special
thing.

Yes?

It is my daughter. Perhaps
you'll give her my gift?

Yes.

And please, tell her she is...

"fetita mea cu picioare de catel. "

Say again?

I don't speak... What'd you say?

He wants to know if the funny
hat is belonging to you.

Belonging to me? Yes. My funny
hat.

No, this is my hat, my friend!

What'd you say to him?

I told him it's not your funny
hat, man.

Why?

Because it's not your funny hat.

So, you're an asshole? How do
you say asshole in Romanian?

To an American, I see you're an
asshole.

Sir, this hat belonged to a
friend of mine. He was...

Okay.

Charlie Countryman.

That's you. Hi. I'm Radu.

Radu? Or Mr. Radu?

No, I'm the one who's asking the
questions today, my friend.

Victor Ibanescu. You knew this
guy?

I met him on the plane. You
know, very, very brief.

Can you tell me why does a guy want a guy he
doesn't know to take a hat to his daughter?

Why can't the guy take the hat
to his daughter by himself?

I'm sorry. It's a lot for me to
process because I just got tazed.

Is this something you guys
normally do?

Charlie, questions me. Answers
you.

Yes. Okay.

Nice and slow.

Do you think Victor Ibanescu
knew he was going to die?

Or perhaps, he said it to you
after he was dead.

Maybe you talk to the dead
people?

Like that boy in the Bruce
Willis film?

I talk to dead people.

I think he sees the dead people.

What?

You do drugs, Charlie?

No! No.

Hi. I'm Charlie Countryman.

Eu sint Gabriela Ibanescu.

Can you tell me what happened
with my father?

He fell asleep, and...

that was it, he just
didn't wake up.

On me, actually.
He was...

If you still look here,
his drool is right here.

Your father wanted me to tell
you something.

I don't understand how could he
know we would meet?

Well, he said something about
you to me.

If you want to hear it.

Please.

He said that you were his f-f
fatate

Fuck.

Fetita catel picante

fetita mea cu picioare de catel

Yes.

He said that? Really?

What does that mean?

She has feet of a childish dog
woman.

Puppy feet girl.

Would you allow me?

Anything. Yes.

Thank you.

You could have this shirt if you
want to. You could just take it.

I mean, I have other shirts in
my bag.

Here.

Thank you, Charlie.

You're welcome, Gabi.

It's nice to meet you.

Robert Redford!

What's that?

Robert Redford!

Me Robert Redford? No, you
Robert Redford, man!

No, no, no, no. Hubble Gardner!

Yeah?

I don't speak...

Pull over.

Stop the car! Stop...

Gabi!

Charlie! From the airport.

No, keep it. It was a gift.

You okay?

I meant to follow the ambulance,
but

it was driving like some kind of
idiot and I lost him.

Look, there's a bunch of traffic.
I bet we can still catch it if we go now?

We?

We, yes, yes.

Listen, I know you don't know
me, okay?

I have a feeling about this. And
I don't get a lot of feelings.

Not clear ones anyway so when I do get
a feeling like this one, I try to trust it.

I'm super nervous right now 'cause
this is a wild experience for me.

- Scoot over. - What?
- Scoot over.

Hubble!

Your cab.

Sorry, my friend. How much?

Three? Three. Yes?

Yes.

There's second out, third,
fourth. Yeah?

You play cello?

What gives you this idea?

There's a cello in your trunk.

Maybe you have some kind of
fantasy about helping a sad

woman inn a far away land
happens to play the cello?

I am making a joke.

You're making a joke?

You did not understand?

No, I just didn't hear 'cause a
tram just went by right

when you were saying probably
saying the punch line!

You have punch lines here, yes?

The joke is to imply that you
are making this up in your mind.

Right.

'Cause I am pretty I'm
vulnerable, I play the cello.

It's a boy's dream, no?

Well, you're pretty enough. But
I'm more of a tuba guy myself.

I play the cello in the orchestra
of the Bucharest Opera House.

Really?

My father was my teacher.

For my darling Gabi.

Love, Nigel.

Oh, come on!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Excuse me! North Golescu?

Excuse me. Opera house?

You don't know? That way?

Hey!

Excuse me!

Excuse me!

Excuse me, friend!

Hi, I'm looking
for Gabriela Iban...

Sorry. Sorry!

Sorry!

Hi, Gabi's phone.

Charlie, it is me, Gabi.

Gabi. Hi! How are you?

Where are you?

I came to the Opera. I didn't know
where else to go, so I just came here.

I have your car and your cello
and everything.

I will come there soon. I want
you to wait for me, okay?

Okay. Really like a nice place
to work. Like, incredible.

Think I'm about to audition.

Do you see a man who looks like
his face is in pain?

Face is in pain? Yes.

He yelled at me.

Can you give him the phone?

- Give him the phone?
- Please.

- Okay.
- Tempo! Tempo!

Just a second.

Hi. Hi. Gabi.

Gabi?

Gabi.

Sorry.

Hello?

Stop, stop, stop!

Wait at the door.

Which door?
Because there's those...

Wait at the fucking door!

I can carry this, if you want.

Do you want me to carry it?
Sorry.

Follow me.

Okay.

Wait here.

Hello, gorgeous.

What are you doing here, Nigel?

Partaking of the arts.

Care of the soul.

Listen, I happened to hear about Old
Victor's spectacular and horrible passing.

Came back to pay my respects.

How could you have heard? It
only just happened.

Now you know me.

always an ear to the ground when it comes
to the disposition of my darling Gabi.

Who's this then?

Who are you?

I'm Nigel. Who the fuck are you?

Charlie.

Who the fuck is Charlie, Gabi?

Charlie is an American tuba
player.

Here to observe the company.

He's homosexual.

Is he now?

Must make you quite the star
cocksucker around here, Charlie?

Nigel, what do you want?
Charlie, you should leave.

Charlie, you should stay.
Definitely.

As you know, darling Victor and I had
some unfinished business between us.

What are you talking about?

My father hated you.

How do you guys know each other?

Nigel was my husband.

I beg your pardon, Gabi. Did you
say was?

Honestly? Fucking was?

Gabi...

No, Charlie, not fucking was.
Fucking is.

Fucking meaning I currently fucking
am 'til death do us fucking part.

You!

If it isn't the shrieking cunt
himself. Hello, Bela.

You will go immediately or I
will call the police!

Go!

Gabi, darling, we do need to
have a catch-up rather soon.

Say, sometime in the next 24
hours?

Bela, nice meeting you again.

Charlie, I'll catch you later.

You should go.

Where's a good place for me to
go, you think?

Marco Polo Youth Hostel.

It is nearby. Any taxi driver
will know it.

Okay. And I just say Marco Polo,
like if I was in the States?

What the fuck.

This is it?

Thank you.

Marco Polo, yeah?

Yeah.

Marco Polo?

This way?

Polo.

Polo!

Which way?

My friend, my friend, my friend.
Marco Polo, yeah?

What?

This the Marco Polo Youth
Hostel? Sorry.

Yes, my friend! Come on in!

What's your name?

Charlie.

Charlie, everybody. Hi Charlie!

What can I give you?

Just a room.

No passports in my kingdom,
baby. No bags?

No.

I have the perfect room for you,
Mr. No Bags! Thirty-four.

Do you want some gum, Charlie?

Yeah, sure.

Okay. Take it.

Thank you.

Top floor. Enjoy.

Where the fuck have you been,
man?

You were supposed to be here,
like, yesterday!

They said 34 downstairs?

Come in, come in!

Thank you.

I'm Luke. This is Carl.

That's your bed there. Just make
yourself at home.

My name's Charlie.

Charlie. Nice to meet you.

Don't worry about him too much,
Charlie. He's on a program.

Really?

Carl, tell Charlie about your
program.

Please, Luke, don't take the
piss.

Listen to that, he's just a
little bit shy at first.

But trust me, that onion is
worth peeling.

He's a crazy motherfucker! He's
a party animal!

You're gonna love him, I
promise. Come in, come in!

Do you want some crisps?
They'll make your bullocks tingle.

- Yeah, sure.
- Yeah, take a seat.

So, you guys been here for a
while or...?

I've been here... let me
think...

Week? Few weeks?

Couple of months? I don't know.

It's been a bit of a blur, I got
to be honest, Charlie.

Been here six days, Charlie.

Oh, you're not together?

You know, like traveling
together, I meant.

Relax, okay? Look, he's not my
type, with him being ginger.

- Not having a pussy. You get what
I mean? - Right, right, right.

- You just get in today?
- Yes. Today. - Yeah?

- Where you come from?
- Chicago. - Chicago?

Hey, Chi-ca-go!
That's my kind of town.

- Is it?
- Yeah, well, I've never been.

You like ecstasy, Charlie?

In answer to your silent question,
Charlie, this is why I love this guy.

He's fucking crazy! He's a party
animal!

We should go and get a few beers
or something. You up for that?

Beer? Yeah.

Great. Well, first round's on
you. Come, let's go!

Three beers for the three
queers.

Thank you, sir.

Did Carl tell you? He's auditioning
to become a porn star.

Porn star?

Actor. You know.

I have no aspirations to star. I
simply want to act.

That is funny.

Tell him what your nom de porn's
gonna be.

Boris Pecker.

Can you fucking... There is no
other name?

Boris! Boris Pecker.

It could be nowhere else!

It's just like

I feel fucking weird right now,
man.

Charlie Charlie.

I feel fucked right now, man.

How's your beer, how's your
beer?

I just feel fucked right now. I
mean...

Can I tell you my story?

Yeah.

So, this guy Victor, he died on my
fucking plane right next to me.

Oh, yeah?

And he gives me a hat, and it's
a gift for his daughter.

Her name's Gabi. Gabriela.

Right.

And she plays the cello.

Cello!

Yeah.

When you hear her talk, your
fucking heart stops.

Fucking amazing. This beer's
weird as shit, but

Having a good time? 'Cause it
looks like you're

having a motherfucking good
time.

Amazing. I felt like I love her.

I do, I do, I do! I feel like I
love her.

I have to make you aware,
Charlie.

Luke put Carpathian ecstasy in
your beer

You did? Who did?

Yeah, yeah!

I did. Come on, listen...

Well, fuck, man!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no, it's fine, though!

It's fine. Mine and Carl's are
laced too.

We all have fucking trolley's at
the moment.

We're all in a zone of
mutuality.

We're all together, rising sun.

There's a naked girl!

Listen, your experience is your
own, yeah?

But we vote on shared
hallucinations, okay?

Any hallucinations in the zone
of mutuality must be voted on.

Who here among us would
like all the women to be

naked or semi-naked right now?

All right.

There is. Oh my God.

Having a good time?

These women are naked.

This is my gift to you. Merry
Christmas.

Oh my god, oh my god!

Hello, Charlie.

Are you in the zone of
individuality also?

Sure.

Sure. Why not?

Okay.

Listen, I'm glad we bumped into
each other like this.

I want to apologize for my
behavior.

Charlie. The fucking love,
Charlie. The fucking love.

Turns me somewhat insane, if I'm
being honest with you.

Can I tell you that?

Be honest with me.

Regardless, I do apologize.

But I didn't wash my hands.

What's a little piss among
friends?

Oh, Charlie.

Enjoy your new mates and your recreational
drugs and the rest of it while you can.

God knows it can all turn into
blood in a blink of an eye.

Yes.

Your bag was in my car, Charlie.

I left it at the hostel for you,
okay?

You're married? What's up with
that?

Walking with me? It could get
you killed.

Charlie!

I'll just walk across the street.
I'll walk right here in the street.

I'm gonna help you. It's good.

What are doing?

You want to share a cavalla?

Maybe on our second date.

You like it?

It's my mother's favorite song.

This was my father's favorite
restaurant.

I used to play cello right here
when I was young.

My father hated that he put me
in the place where I met Nigel.

He once ran through here cursing and
throwing candles at the curtains.

It didn't work. He was very
drunk.

Good place to be drunk.

Good sober food. I mean, these
are great donuts.

The best.

Gabi, can I say something?

I understand.

When you lose someone who's...

your home, you know,
you're only home in the world.

And when that happens you think,
oh fuck I should have had a back-up home.

Another person, a place,
a thing, something...

...to make me feel safe,
and I don't have that.

And now I'm lost.

I am not lost.

It's a process.

I am angry.

That's why I'm scared for you.

You know, for that picture in
your head.

Close your eyes.

Get rid of that one. That one's
gone.

That's gone. Blank slate.

Pick a good one, a really good
one. One that's so good

it'll keep the bad one unstuck.

See?

Thank you, Charlie.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna show you all these that I know.
I know all these positions.

It's ballet.

This is the motherfucker right
here. This is the one I know.

I'm not going to laugh.

Fucking, balance!

That's a fucker. That's a
motherfucker.

Time for goodbye, Charlie.

No! We should go walk some more.

Let's do it again. Let's just do
the whole path again.

It's a full moon! We get bikes,
we go ride around.

We can do anything. We'll get
pancakes.

No, I am sorry.

Why?

It's like they say, another
time, another place. Right?

Who's they? You got friends that
tell you what to do?

Fuck them, fuck they, fuck all
that.

'Cause this is, this is
important.

This. This, all this. This is

This is big to us.

To us?

Us. Two letters, whole world.

Whole world like an oyster that you can
put the future and the past into, right?

And the middle is this "us"
thing.

Which is a pearl which is us.

Goodbye, Charlie.

Stay. Okay?

Yeah.

Charlie, please!

Yeah. I can't do that. I don't
know how to do that. I'm sorry.

If you find me tomorrow,
I will kiss you.

Remember, Charlie it can all
turn to blood in a blink of an eye.

Did you see a man here? A man
standing here?

Okay. Okay.

Watch it, watch it, watch it.

What the fuck, man? Please!

You need help, man. You're all
bloody.

Yeah, I got hit by a car, Luke.

You need to see this.

Carl! Come out! Charlie's back!
Show him what you've done!

- Can't I just see it in the morning?
- No, you've got to see this now.

I'm not coming out!

Stop being a baby and just get
out here, will you?

He's a bit embarrassed
so just be cool.

- And don't make a big deal out of this.
- He doesn't want to come out.

Come on, come on, come on!
It's fine, it's fine! It's fine.

- Holy shit.
- Right?

Goes for his job interview,
comes back looking like that!

I don't feel well, Charlie.

One viagra, I told him to take.
Two tops.

Tell Charlie how many viagra you
took.

Five.

Fuck off.

Six.

Five or six!

These are Romanian viagra.

Carl, why don't you sit down,
man?

Let's go to a titty bar. It's my
only hope.

No, relieve the pressure!

Take him to a hospital, Luke.

I'm not going out with you to a
titty bar.

You've got to come with us. Carl
needs you. He's in crisis!

I just got hit by a car, right?

Take a couple of codeine. You'll
be fine, all right?

They let you travel with this?

If I can't travel freely with my drum
of drugs, then the terrorists have won.

Five minutes, Charlie.

There we go. There we go. Don't
let it touch me though.

There we go. Come on. Easy. Easy
out the door.

You speak Romanian, Luke?

Romanian?

Yeah, my grandparents are
Romanian.

How do you say I love you?

I like to send a single
wildflower.

No, no, no. You got to say that
from the heart, Charlie.

You can't fuck around
with that shit.

- No, how do I say I love you in
Romanian? - Oh, it's easy! It's easy.

- Te iubesc?
- Yeah.

So if I'm saying it to a girl, I say "Te
iubesc, Gabi" or "Gabi, Te iubesc. " or...

- Te iubesc, Gabi. She'll love it.
- After that? - Yeah, yeah.

- I can make you happy.
- No, thank you.

It's impossible. It's like
Sophie's Choice!

You guys have got to help me.

Come on, guys! We can have a good time
without objectifying these women, surely!

Luke, it's a titty bar!

Look! She's perfect.

Yeah.

Come on, let's get you a drink.
What do you want?

- One beer.
- Beer.

- Hey, hello!
- Hi.

Excuse me, madam.

I've got a medical situation.

Please let me introduces ourselves.
I'm John, this is Kevin.

We're here on business, you see.
We're looking at the club.

We think we might buy it! How
are your talking skills?

We definitely could do with a
couple of admin girls in the

the Romanian district of our
office.

No.

Look over there. See?

What's wrong?

I came in my pants.

All right!

Hi, I'm Darko.

Darko? Really?

Really. There's a problem?

We have this bill here. It seems
pretty extravagant.

Me and my friends had a couple
of beers. He got a lap dance

and it says 9,900 lei.

- Which is...
- It's crazy.

I see this is correct due to
your friend shooting his load.

His load? Are you serious?

How do I look to you currently?
Serious or unserious?

Yeah, serious.

Excuse me, Dorko.

My name is Darko. Darko.

And maybe if I put this pen
right into your asshole

then write my name inside, you
will remember?

Something is funny?

Yeah. What you just said with
the pen-in-the-asshole thing.

I mean you can't actually write
inside someone's asshole.

It wouldn't actually help me
remember.

How can you read inside your own
asshole?

You wouldn't be able to read it.

A guy's who's head is cut off
and then stuck up inside.

That's not possible, is it?

If you cut his head off, he's not
going to be able to read anything

because he'll be dead and you're
not gonna do that, are you?

- Come here.
- What? - Come here.

Darko, we're all staying at a
youth hostel

and they've been there for some
time, they've made some friends.

So they would obviously, they
would notice if we didn't show up.

And so if we can just

So if we were to come up with a
dollar figure...

Is this photo making you stop
talking a lot?

Do you know the man who I am
with?

Because how you look now is people who
know this man look like when they see him.

Or is it the girl that you know?

Beautiful Gabriela?

Listen, boy.

Listen.

In my mind, this man
is not in Bucharest

but it would be good for me to know if
my mind is wrong and he is in Bucharest.

Would it help our situation with
you if I did know?

Stay within yourself now and try
to breathe.

Okay.

Now tell me, what do you know
about this man?

I'm gonna have to call you with that
information after we leave here.

I really like your guts.
I really do.

Come here.

Come here.

I will look into this question
by myself.

However, if I don't hear from
you tonight, latest tomorrow

your boyhood faces will be made into
pork rind to be eaten by my dogs.

And try to realize, my friend...

no matter where you go now...

this is how close I'm gonna be
to you.

Here. Take it.

What the fuck was all that shit
back there, Charlie?

Are you in some Three Days of
the Condor shit or something?

No. It's Three Days of Condor...
It's nothing.

I'll see you guys later, yeah?

Yeah, alright.

What's his problem?

He's just found out that the
girl that he loves

could possibly be a skank
stripper, mate.

Genuine ho bag.

Hey!

You cannot sleep here, sir.

Hey!

Bela!

Good morning. Listen, I'm
looking

It's evening, idiot.

Is it evening? It is evening,
it's evening.

You must leave Gabriela be. She
grieves for her father.

She has suffered enough at the
hands of rogues such as yourself.

Rogues open doors, Bela?

Bela, do rogues open doors?
Please.

Get in.

I said if you find me, I would
kiss you.

Are you drunk?

What is it?

Charlie, tell me.

I met Darko at his club.

Let's just talk about it another
time. I'm sorry I brought it up.

Darko? Fucking Darko?

Charlie, do you have any idea
what kind of a man he is?

Yes, of course. Yeah, I have a
very clear idea.

What happened? You tell me now.

There was an incident and my
friend had an erection, and so

And they took you to the office.

They took me to the office.

I played it cool.

You played it cool?

Fuck yeah.

I'm sorry. I find that hard to
believe.

Well, I did.

Gabi?

You, sir. You cannot be here!

Charlie? You seen Gabi of late?

She's not here.

She's not here, is she?

No.

Listen, I meant to ask you this
before.

Okay, how can I put this?

Can you do that Dizzy Gillespie
thing with your cheeks?

You know, where he goes all
puffy-fish like?

Being the champion tubaist- cocksucker
you are reputed to be?

He was a trumpet player.

Come on, Charlie. Go on.

What?

If that's not the most woeful bit
of puffy-fishery I ever did see.

You know, it occurs to me, Charlie,
that maybe you're not a tubaist.

Maybe you're not even
an actual faggot.

Maybe the truth of it is that
you've got designs on my wife.

What do you think, Gabi?

You were meant to ring me,
darling.

You need to leave, Nigel.

Now.

The ass of an angel the brain of
a man, the aim of Annie Oakley?

Ever the total package,
my Gabi is.

Let's say I give you 'til
tomorrow to seek me out

but that's the best I can do.
Agreed?

Guess I'm off then, Charlie.

But we'll get a funny face out
of you yet, right?

Bela knows something?

Bela will always know something.

He's telling me that...

- ... it was my father who
made Nigel leave. - How?

There is some kind of tape
of Nigel doing something

and my father used it to make
Nigel leave Bucharest.

This is the unfinished business.

With my father gone, Nigel and
Darko want to find the tape.

How does this happen? How do you
meet a man like this? How?

When I was a little girl my life
was music.

Only music.

And my father tried to introduce me to other
things, but there was nothing else for me.

To me it made no difference
where I was

as long as I was playing.

What I did not know...

...was that above the
caf� there was a small flat.

And in this flat was Nigel.

And he listen to my playing as
he struggled with his injuries.

Every day he would hear me.

And every day he would become
stronger.

One day, he approached me

He said my playing saved his
life.

And he was the most beautiful
man I had ever seen

with his scars and eyes.

It's like some kind of wounded
animal.

And I had no idea who he was or
what he did.

All I knew was that he said my
playing saved his life.

I learned a lot from Nigel.

You know, things I otherwise
would not have learned.

Over time, I learned what he
was.

By then it was too late.

I loved him.

What is this?

There was minimal violence and
sex?

Too much love.

Nigel was the wrong person for
me.

And wrong is wrong.

What about Darko?

What about Darko?

I saw a picture of you at his
club.

You were in your work outfit or
some other fancy

So you live here, yeah?

I thought this was Victor's
house, right?

My father wanted me home after
Nigel left.

Thank you.

I was happy to do it.

Welcome to Bucharest, Charlie.

It's like a Romanian grain
alcohol, like a rice wine?

Shut up and drink.

You're nervous. That's why we're
drinking this shit.

Drink.

I'm nervous.

So you think I danced for Darko?

Or maybe I was a whore.

I'm sorry I brought it up. I really
don't care. It doesn't matter.

I was a bartender, Charlie.

My job was to give drinks to
people.

I'm sorry I brought it up.

Forget I said anything. I don't
care.

You think you love me?

Yes.

Do you think things like this
happen to people?

Some people, yes.

What people?

Us.

Us.

I remember all the things you
said to me.

Every word.

My mother died.

Before I left, she died.

You did not tell me.

You've had a lot on your plate.

Finally we have
something in common.

"Dear Charlie, do not leave
this house. Your prize

will be the BEST donuts,
and also me. Love, Gabi. "

What brings you here, Charlie?

You look a little bit pink, Charlie-boy.
Is everything all right?

Nothing amiss, it it?

I thought you were coming back.

What? What? You thought what?

That a runty cunt such as you
are ever stood a chance?

Come on, son. This is reality
when you don't fucking register.

I register fine, you greasy
fuck!

What's this now?

Certainly found the hard man within
our self, Charlie, haven't we?

Charlie, get out of here!

Let's listen to her.

The clock's ticking on my
benevolence.

I saw the tape.

What tape, Charlie?

You know what tape.

Gabi, darling...

you just finished telling me you
had no idea about any of this.

Beause I have no fucking idea
what Charlie is talking about.

Nigel!

Nigel, let him go!

Where is it, Charlie?

Where's what?

Nigel, open the door!

The tape!

Surely, this is not what you
left home to find?

Your head in a plastic bag,
choking on your own fucking blood!

I'm in charge, not you, fucker!

Nigel, stop!

Charlie's in charge! Charlie has
the tape.

I got you, Charlie. The only
explanation for the behavior

that you're exhibiting is
that... Are you in love?

Are you in love, Charlie?

That's between me and your wife.

Nigel, please!

Gabi, Charlie's in love.

Any idea who with? But something
tells me his name

is not Kevin or Phillip or
fucking Andre.

It's a she, fucker.

Okay. Let's put a pin in the fucking
love story for now, shall we?

I'd like to get back to my
primary agenda item.

Where's the tape?

Her name's Gabi.

No! Stop! Nigel, I told you, he
means nothing to me, okay?!

That was mean! We don't believe
you!

Nigel, he's not important!

Last chance for petrol, boy.
What tape?

I'm in charge. I'm in charge.

Welcome to limbo, Charlie.

Don't get too comfortable. It's
not your final destination.

I'll be along soon enough to
hasten you there.

What the fuck? He's up there!

Let me go. We didn't do
anything!

Hey.

It's time to go, you know, sir.
Gabi doesn't want to see you again.

She didn't say that to you.

I choose Budapest for you. A
very nice place.

Safe and pretty.

I'm not going to Budapest. No,
Bela!

You are going there, okay?

Bela! Hey!

Bela, Bela, Bela! Hey!

Here we go, baby.

What do you mean, here we go,
baby. Where are we going?

Bags and Budapest.

- I'm not going to Budapest.
- Good boy, aren't we?

Sorry?

Go get your bags!

Get my stuff?

Do you want me to come with
you?!

Go! Five minutes.

What's wrong?

Evil guys are in the house.

They left this for you.

Who?

Oh, fuck

I think you should run away.

Yeah, run, run, run! Run away!

Oh, fuck!

Thank you.

Back up!

Gabi!

Long time no see, right?

I think it's a good idea if you tell
me now everything that you know.

Have a peek.

See there's no ropes and tape or
anything? You know why?

Because I used the super crazy
glue on them.

If they move, rip! Off goes the
skin.

Nice, right?

What the fuck do you want to know?
The fucking tape? I don't have the tape!

The tape was here, the tape is
gone! That's all I know.

Hello?

- Gabriela.
- Give me the phone.

You sit your ass down.

I'm here with this Charlie guy.

- Let me ask him. Are you all
right, Charlie? - I'm fine.

He's okay for now.

But we need to speak about this
tape.

I hope this is why you're
calling me.

Sure. Sure.

I like this plan.

Hug, hug. Bye, bye.

What's happening? Where is she?

Charlie.

I'd love to sit down and explain it all
like in a fucking James Bond movie

but I get bored so fast. And I
have things to do.

You look so fucked up.

Does this hurt?

Gabi, oh, fuck.

The tape?

The tape, I went to the apartment to get the
tape and the tape wasn't there. I'm sorry.

Forget about the tape, Charlie.

What?

Forget about all of it.

This is the last time you will
see me. Do you understand?

No. No, I fucking don't
understand.

Gabi, it's us.

There is no us.

It's us, right?

No.

None of this happened until you
came along talking about us.

Your mommy dies and you think
you can go on a big adventure

to feel something different than
what you're supposed to feel!

No! Gabi, Gabi.

Gabi, I know you're confused.
I'm fucking confused also.

Hey! I'm confused also. But it's
us.

It's the pearl, right? The rest
is oyster.

I belong with Nigel.

You said it was wrong. You said
it was wrong!

Wrong is wrong!

I was out of my head over my
father.

No, you were right, us!
It was real!

You did not think I could go
from loving someone like Nigel...

...to loving someone like you.

Go away!

Go away, little boy.

Are you sure Darko understood?

We meet, we destroy the tape.

Life goes on.

Did you want some more advice?

No advice. I'm good.

You were a great mom.

Solid B-plus.

B - plus?

You bring me all this friggin'
way for a B-plus?

I'm joking with you, Mom. You
were an A.

You are an A.

You know what's funny?

When I told you to go to
Bucharest, I meant Budapest.

I got them all mixed up.

It's classic me, right?

It is you.

I'm so proud of you, Charlie.

I can see you've come exactly as
far as you needed to go.

Not quite.

I hope you don't die, kiddo.

And if I do, I die for love.

Pretty fucking cool way to go.

Charlie!

You said everything I said was
in your heart.

What?!

Everything, I know that means
something.

Do you have your gun? Where's
the gun?

I don't know! I don't have it
here handy!

Wish me luck.

Oh, no, no, no! Charlie!

Gabi, Gabi!

Is it true what they say,
Charlie?

Better to have loved and lost
and all that?

Please...

You think you love me?

Yes.

Gabi, Gabi...

Well...

Shot poor Charlie for love did
you, Gorgeous?

Charlie!

Christ!