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Hey, Benji. It's me.
I'm just leaving my apartment.

Remember, we gotta be there,
like, three hours early.

Yeah, just, um,
ring me when you get this.

Hey, Benji.
I hope you left already

'cause I'm stuck in
a little traffic on the BQE.

Just in case you can avoid it.

Uh, anyway, just ring me
when you get this.

Hey, Benji. Actually,
traffic just cleared up.

So that's pretty good,
if you were worried.

Maybe you weren't.
Anyway, just ring me

when you get this, anyway.

Hey, Benji. I'm sorry
I'm leaving so many messages.

Just... Sorry.
You can disregard them
'cause I'm...

I'll be there soon,
and I, uh...

Yeah. I can't wait to see you,

and I will not leave you
another message. Okay. Bye.

Hey, Benji.
Uh, I just got
to the airport.

I really hope you left already
or that you're, like,

I don't know, on your way.

Anyway, just, uh, ring me
when you get this.

Whoa!

-Oh, God. You made it.
-What's up, cuz?

Oh, man, come here.
I called you so many times.

Step back, dude.
Let me have a look at you.

It's so good to see... Yeah.

-Okay.
-Turn around. I wanna see

-the whole fucking picture.
-What? Really?

-Twirl. Twirly dervish.
-Okay, okay.

-All right, all right.
-Yeah, man, look at you.

Healthy, wealthy, and wise.
You look good.

All right, listen,
I think we should
check you in.

-I did a thing online. I...
-Oh, no, I did it.

-I checked in a while ago.
-Did you?

-Yeah.
-Sorry. When did you
get here?

Few hours ago.

-Really?
-Yeah.

I mean, the flight's not
for another, like, two hours.

Yeah, but they open
the airport super early.

You can just come here
and hang out.

-Wow. Okay.
-Mm-hmm.

You meet the craziest
fucking people here, dude.

Oh. And did you eat anything?

-I did. Yeah. No, yeah.
-Okay.

Just 'cause I'm gonna
wanna get something

-before we take off.
-Don't worry about it, man.

I got you a yogurt.
It's a little warm.

-Warm?
-It's been in my pocket.

Shit, I don't have a spoon.
That's okay. You just sort of

squeeze it, slurp it.

Did you really
get this for me?

Yeah, of course, dude.

-All right, you got your shit?
-Okay. Yeah.

-You know what else?
-What?

I also got some good shit
for when we land.

Like, very, very good shit.

Wait. You're not, like,
taking weed into Poland,
are you?

-Oh, yeah.
-Benji?

They don't give a shit
about that stuff, man.

-I'm telling you...
-Mm, I think they very much

do give a shit
about that stuff.

-Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah. Really?
-Yeah.

They're gonna arest
two Jews in Poland

for a little bit of weed?

That's a good look
for the Polish people.

Okay. All right.
Just try to
keep it down, okay?

Okay, yeah.
Don't say "marijuana."

-Arms out.
-Wait, really?

Sorry.
It doesn't normally...
Thanks.

This one? This little one?

-It's a gift
from my dad.
-Oh.

-Dad?
-Yeah.

Of course
it was.

Do you have something
like this?

-No way.
-Yeah.

I don't... I was way off.

Okay, bye.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Oh. There you go.

-She is so dope.
-Okay. Arms out.

-Who?
-The TSA agent.

Her dad does security
for the Knicks.

Huh.

Did you want some?

-Mm.
-Uh, Priya made it for me.

-Yeah, right.
-Uh, no. I'm... Yeah, okay.

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

What is that?
A fucking Brazil nut?

Yo. So, like,
how you been, man?

-Honestly, dude?
-Yeah.

I've been...

great. Been, like,
really fucking great.

Oh.

You wanna go over
our tour itinerary
or anything?

Okay.

Mm.

Can you hold that
for me, actually?

-Yeah, sure.
-Yeah.

-Have as much as you want.
-Yeah?

Don't you think
it'll be nice for us

to see where
Grandma was from?

You know, where she lived?

Mm-hmm.

I can't even follow this.

-I'll just...
-Sure.

...do whatever the group does.

Sure.

Hi.

What seat you got?

Uh, 24 A.

Mm. I'm B. I think
we're middle and window.

-Oh, yeah.
-Hey, man.

-You mind taking middle?
-Um...

How you feeling
in there, dude?

Uh, it's a little tight.

-You still looking for a job?
-Nah.

Hmm.

So, you have to, like,
work the whole trip?

No. No, no.
I was able to take the week

like, completely free.

-I wanna be here.
-Great.

I wanna be like...
You know, I wanna be present.

-Good, man. Excellent.
-Yeah.

You still, like,

sellin' shit online?

I mean, I don't, like,
sell used jerseys on eBay.

I do, like, digital ad sales.

-Yeah.
-Okay.

So, you know, when you see,
like, an ad banner online?

Oh, yeah.
God, I hate that shit.

Hey, come on.

No, no. No, I just mean, like,
everybody hates that shit,

-you know. Mm, yeah.
-Do they?

That's what I do.
That's my job.

-It's cool, man.
-I sell those.

-It's cool. It's cool, dude.
-Okay.

You're making the world
go around. It's fine.

-Yeah.
-That's not your fault.

You're just, like,
part of a fucked-up system.

I mean, without online ads,
actually a lot of the websites

that you visit for free
wouldn't be able to exist.

It's kind of like
the lifeblood of the Internet.

-Hey, dude, dude.
-Yeah.

I think they want us
to pay attention.

Yeah, no, I just wanted
to, like, finish the story.

Yeah, yeah. No. It's just...
It's just kind of rude, man.

-Are you serious?
-Yeah.

-Just trying to do their jobs.
-To fasten your seatbelt,

insert the metal end
into the...

This is a
security announcement.

Please maintain control
of your personal belongings

at all time.

Hey, are you okay?

Uh, yeah. I don't know.

Oh. There's our guy.
Yo. Dude.

-What's up? That's us.
-Hey.

Kaplans.

What you looking at?

I don't know.
It's stupid. I don't...

I think I'm already homesick.

I don't know.
It's just, uh, Abe.

He's, like, obsessed
with buildings now.

He wants to know the height
of every skyscraper.

It's kind of, like,
all-encompassing.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

Let me see it?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

That's right.

And how many floors
is the Empire State Building?

103.

Okay.
How many floors is 30 Hudson Yards?

112.
But the balcony is on the 100.

Yes!

How many floors is
the Empire State Building?

103.

Okay. How many floors
is 30 Hudson Yards?

112.

-You packed pajamas?
-Yeah, of course I did.

-Two pairs.
-Really? But really?

-You mean, like, the whole...
-You wanna borrow some?

...like, what,
Victorian nightgown

with the slippers and the cap?

No, man.
I don't think
I even own that.

Hi. Dzien Dobry.
Welcome to the
Warsaw Central Hotel.

Thank you so much.
Yeah, we're checking in.

We're with the, uh,
Heritage Tour.

Kaplan, Benjamin and David.
I have our passports here.

-Yes, of course. Welcome.
-Thank you.

You're the final ones
to arrive.

And I think
I have a package for you.

It's been sitting here
for many days.

That's for me, actually.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

-There you go.
-Thanks.

You're on the fifth floor,

and there's a group meeting
in 30 minutes.

-Thank you so much.
-Great. Thank you.

Fifth floor? Thanks.

What the hell is that?

Oh, it's the weed. I told you.
It's, like, really good stuff.

I got it from Todd.
This fucking barber in Ithaca.

Wait. You mailed
yourself weed?

No, man. I mailed us weed.

Are you serio...
I thought you were, like,

taking it through
the airport.

-Really?
-Yes, really.

Did you not see
how nervous I was?

No, I did.
I just thought
that was you.

I'm so fuckin' happy
to be here with you right now.

Me too.

Oh, God.

All right.
We got a half an hour.

I'm gonna have to shower.

Good idea.

Sweet! Closet.

Oh, yeah.
Dude, I totally forgot.

You have super nice feet.

-Do I?
-Yeah,

and they've aged
really well too.

Toes are mad straight.
It's nice.

Um, okay. Thank you.

No weird feet knuckles

or stray hairs or anything.
Very classy.

Really?

-Oh, yeah.
-That's interesting.

I never really evaluated them,
I guess.

You never evaluated
your own feet?

-No.
-Come on, dude.

They're graceful as fuck.

Look at 'em. They remind me
of Grandma's feet.

You remember Grandma's feet?

'Course I remember
Grandma's feet.

She always wore
those pink plastic

fuckin' sandals from Target.

She used to strut that shit
all over town.

Really?

You know,
sometimes I look at you.

-Yeah?
-I see her.

I look like
an old Jewish woman?

No, man,
you look wise.

And I don't know,
it's beautiful.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Thanks. All right. All right.

-I'm gonna shower, okay?
-Cool.

-Yeah.
-Mind if I shower first?

Um, no, sure.

Oh, hey,
can I borrow your phone?

Um, yeah, sure. For what?

Just 'cause I like to listen
to music in the shower.

Don't you have a phone?

Yeah, but it doesn't
play music.

Um...

Yeah, sure. Here you go.

-Sweet.
-Yeah.

Shower time.

Zameldowali sie godzine temu.

-Dzieki bardzo.
-Nie ma za co.

-Hi. Sorry.
-Hi.

Let me guess.
David and Benjamin?

-Hi, yeah. You're James?
-Yeah.

-Hi, yes. I am James. Hi.
-Hey. How's it going?

-Hi. Benji.
-Yeah.

-You're Benji? Okay, hi.
-Benji. Yeah. Benji.

Yeah, sorry.
I didn't mean to accost you.

I just thought
I should intercept

in case you weren't sure
where we were.

-Thanks.
-So, it's a nice, small group.

-Should be intimate, you know.
-Nice. Great.

Success, everybody,
found them.

-Hi.
-This is David and Benji.

-Hey. Hi.
-Hey.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Welcome.
-Sit down. Take a seat,

-please. Yeah.
-Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot. Yeah.

So, I won't ramble
on for too long,

but a word about myself.

Hopefully, you won't be
too sick of me

by the end of the week.

Er, so, my name is James,
as you know.

I will be your British
tour guide through Poland.

I was a scholar
of Eastern European studies
at Oxford.

I'm not myself Jewish,

but I'm completely obsessed

with this whole part
of the world,

and in particular
the Jewish experience,

which I find to be

fascinating and complex
and, at times, tragic,

but ultimately beautiful.

So, anyway, enough from me.
Shut up, James.

Who wants to go next?

Okay, I'll be brave.
Ha!

Um, hi. I'm Marcia Kramer.

I'm originally from Brooklyn,

um, with two regrettable
decades in Los Angeles,

and I've just moved back
to New York

after a divorce.

Sorry, if I'm oversharing,

but I found that
I was turning
into the kind of

woman I detested.

Just like a lady who lunches
basically, you know?

Oof.

My mother
survived the camps and, uh,

she never talked
about it. Ever.

So, I'm here to honor her.

Okay, that's me.
You go.

Who's next?

Well, hi.
Diane and Mark Binder.

Hello.

Uh, we're boring.

Recently retired
from Shaker Heights.

Mark's family was from here,
down in Lublin.

Um, but they left
way before the war.

Turn of the century.

We were Mayflower Jews.

Was always my little joke.

-Yeah. Funny.
-Um, hi.

I'm Eloge. Um...

As you might have guessed,
I was not born Jewish.

Um, I guess you won't
be the only one
on this trip, James.

Happy for the company, Eloge.

Happy for the company.

But, um, I did
convert to Judaism,
around 10 years ago.

I'm actually African-born,
um, Rwandan.

And to answer the question

maybe you are thinking
of asking,

I... I am a survivor
of the genocide.

Oh, snap.

Sorry. No, I just meant...

No, that's like...
I meant that
in a good way. Like...

I don't know if
you're familiar with "snap."

It's like, "Oh, shit."
"Oh, wow."

"Holy..." You know...

I'm just interested in people
from other places.

It's like... I'm a fan,
basically. Keep going, dude.

-I'm sorry about that.
-No. No, no, no.

I'm very happy when people
are interested in my country.

-Oh.
-Sweet.

-What's your name?
-Benji.

-Benji, I'm an open book.
-Oh, rad.

Um, so my mother and I
survived the genocide.

And, um, I moved to Winnipeg
with her life savings

sewn into the inside
of my jacket...

-Jesus. Fuck.
-And, um, in Winnipeg,

I found a connection there
with a Jewish community.

Yeah, well, naturally.

Yes, naturally, Benji.

And, um, when I learned
about the Jewish story, I...

I felt at peace for
the first time since the war.

And the more I learn,
and the more people I meet...

wonderful people
such as yourselves,

the more I know
I made the right decision.

Wow.

Well, I didn't expect
to be crying

before the tour started.

-Wow.
That's extraordinary.
-Wow.

Thank you
so much for that, Eloge.

-Yeah.
-Thank you.

That was beautiful.

Well, who the hell
wants to follow that?

Yeah.

Okay, shit.
I guess I'll go.

So, um, Davers and I
are cousins. We've...

Actually, we were born
three weeks apart,

-which is kinda nuts.
-Yes.

A zloty for anyone
who can guess

which one of us is older.

Me!

Our dads are brothers.

Uh, we're basically brothers,
too, wouldn't you say, Dave?

We used to be joined
at the hip.

Like feckin'
Katie and Eilish.

-Remember them?
-Yeah. Don't say that.

But, um, our grandma, Dory...

Grandma Dory,
she was from here. Um...

And we've always wanted to

see where she came from

and... and see the house
that she grew up in.

Yeah, that's actually
why we're leaving the tour

-a day early.
-Yeah. 'Course, yeah.

Benji insisted
on seeing her little town.

-We have to.
-They were super close.

Yeah. I mean, she was
the fucking coolest, right?

Well, now I've just
been, like,

in a real funk,
I guess, since she died.

Just haven't, um...

Yeah. Sorry. She was
just my favorite person

in the world. Uh...

You know, it's...
it's good to remember.

That's why we're here,
in a way. So...

Thank you, James.
Thanks for saying that.

Um... So... Yeah, it's okay.

Just to, like, just keep
things on track, though.

-Yeah.
-Like... Sorry.
When she died,

she left some money
in her will

for me and Benji
to come here, so...

Yeah, and Dave is always,
like, super busy.

He never has time.

He's got this, like,
high-pressure job

selling fucking ad banners
to the Internet.

Yo, come on, man.

But he knew I was in a real
shit place recently, so he...

swooped in
and dropped everything

and arranged for us
to join this...

-Mm-hmm.
-...geriatric Polish tour

with you fine people.

Hey.

Okay, if everyone
could gather over here

just for a moment, please?
No rush.

I always like
to start my tours here

at the Ghetto
Uprising Memorial.

And that's because
this is a monument

that celebrates
the Jewish heroes

who fought back
against the Nazis.

In a couple of days,

I will be taking us
to a concentration camp,

so I think it's important
to immediately dispel the myth

that these were a people
who were led

like lambs to the slaughter.

Now, it may seem obvious,
but a word of warnin',

this will be a tour
about pain.

Of course, it will.

Pain and suffering and loss,

there's no getting
around that,

but I think it's important
that it's also a tour

that celebrates a people.

A most resilient people.

All right.

So, that's that one then.

This city has an incredibly
unfortunate history.

It's often called
the Phoenix City

because it's risen
from the ashes so many times.

Functionality of this
Soviet-style architecture,

you know, can be polarizing.

It's not to everyone's...

And again, you'll notice
that austere style

which sprung up
in the wake of World War II.

Look at this shit.

We'd probably live here
if the war didn't happen.

Isn't that fucking crazy
to think about?

Seriously, like,

we think of ourselves
as these, like,

very American creations,
you know?

And I guess that we are.

I guess, that's, like,
the essence of America,

people created
from other cultures.

But, like, in some parallel,
black hole universe,

you and I are Polish
and we probably got, like,

long beards and we can't
shake hands with women.

Yeah, that's funny.
You know, every time I see,

like, one of those
Hasidic guys on the street,

I always just think, like,

"There but for the grace
of no God go I."

-You know?
-What?

Oh, nothing. It's just, like,
a dumb joke that...

-Mm. Well,
that's cool, man.
-Yeah.

-Shit, look at her.
-Who?

That woman, Marcia.

She's walkin' alone.
We should go talk to her.

We just met her.

Yeah, but she's
got this, like,

deep sadness behind her eyes,
you know?

She does?

Yeah. You didn't notice that?

During the introductions?
No. I...

I think we should
check on her.

Benji, maybe she wants
to be alone.

No one wants
to be alone, Dave.

Okay, I'm gonna go
check it out.

Hey. Why are you
walking alone?

Are you a big fucking loser?

-Seriously?
-Yeah.

You look
like an interesting person.

-Sorry.
-Okay.

This is one of the most
well-preserved sections

of the Warsaw Ghetto
and was part of the wall

from November 1940
to November 1942.

And, as we traverse the city,

you'll actually notice
the fact that...

Gracias.

Here you go. Water.
Diane. Mark. There we go.

Gotta drink. It's important.
James, Eloge.

Marcia, hydrate.

Okay. Ready to go?

What we waitin' on?

New Delhi has no delis
in it. Where are the knishes?

Oh, it was the airport,
but it wasn't new, it was old.

Yo!

Hey.

Come on in.

-Thanks.
-Thanks?

Yeah. No, I mean,
I saved this.

I don't know if you
were gonna...

-yeah, sit over there.
-No, man.

So, what was going
on with that woman?

What do you mean?

The woman with, like,
the "sadness in her eyes."

-Mm, Marcia.
-Yeah. Is she all right?

She's in a really
weird place right now.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

-She told you that?
-Yeah.

I guess she thinks
that I can relate

since we've both lost people.

Yeah. You mean our grandma?

Yeah. She's just, like,

super fucking stressed
right now

because her husband
left her last May,

like, totally out of the blue.

-Jesus.
-Mm.

She's seeing this
new guy, Darren,

which you'd think
she'd be happy about,

but he sounds like
a total fucking douchebag.

Really? How?

Mm. I don't know, man.
I don't think

we should be talking about her
behind her back.

Okay. I mean, I was just...

-I was just asking.
-I know. But... still.

Weird soup, right?

I fucking love it.

When it comes
to the Warsaw Uprising,

I think the most bizarre
and harrowing aspect

is not the German crushing
of the rebellion,

but the part that the Russians
played in it.

You see,
the Russians and the Poles

were supposedly allies.

Brothers in arms fighting
against a common enemy.

I'm sure you'd like
to take some photographs.

Please don't hesitate
to ask me any questions.

Always happy to fill you in...

-You like that guy?
-Yeah.

Hey, um, Eloge,
when you're done...

sorry, could you get a picture
of me and Dave

-posing with the guys?
-Yeah, of course.

-Thank you, man.
-Sorry, what?

Uh, we should pose with
the guys. It'll be hysterical.

Uh, doesn't that seem, like,
disrespectful or...

Fuck is that disrespectful?
We're on their side.

Fightin' the fucking Russkies
and the Krauts. Come on.

I don't know. I don't know.
Yeah, I don't...

Uh, I don't really know
if we should.

Can you just
get a picture of me, then,

fighting with
my Polish brethren?

Uh, yeah.

Gentlemen, I'm goin' in.

No, that's the leaves.

Sorry, I'm late.
Got a war to win,

or to lose, probably.

That's really...
You look great, Benji.

-Got some good shots.
-Does it look real?

Well, uh, they're twice
the size of you and metal.

So, you know, no.

I need some help.
You wanna come up here?

No, I'm good.
I'm good. Really.

Eloge! You gonna enlist?

I'm not a fighter, Benji.
Thank you.

Okay, well, then,
you can be
a medic or something.

These people need help.

-This is so silly.
-I know.

Come on. Your mom
will love the pictures.

Can you take my
picture for me, please?

Come on. Hey, Marcia.

-Just one.
-Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Yeah, that's what
I'm talkin' about.

So, you're the medic,
you gotta patch up
this guy's leg.

-Okay.
-He's in a lot of pain.

-Okay. Uh...
-He really needs you.

Need to reassure him as well.
Talk to him.

Don't worry, I'm...
I'm here to help.

Oh, you're taking
such good care.

We got a young
Florrie Nightingale over here.

Dave, you gettin' all this?

-Yeah, I got it.
-Is it funny?

Um, yeah, it's funny. Yeah.

You sure you don't wanna
come up here?

We could use the manpower.

No, that's okay.
I'll just, um...

You know, I'll watch
from central command.

Central...

Central command.
That's a good one, Dave.

Can I join up?

General Marcus.

We're honored
to have you, sir.

-At ease.
-Marcia.

-Okay. Thank you.
-Get on up here!

Marcia,
I need more supplies.

Yeah.
Wanna be a medic too?

No,
I don't wanna be a medic.

Don't I have a gun
or something?

Fuckin' A. Look at you.

Oh, God. I can't believe
I'm doing this.
Thank you, David.

No, sure. No problem.

Are you sure you don't
wanna go up there?

No, it's fine.
I got some good shots earlier

when it was, like, empty.

Jimothy! Sir, we need a gunner
from the RAF, old chap.

I'm coming!

Gonna be dropped
out of the plane.

Or are you the actual plane?

I guess I am the plane.

Then you're a plane.

Okay, Dave, you ready?

Everybody,
pick a pose and freeze.

You gettin' this, Dave?
My arm's gettin' pretty tired.

Yeah.
It's my last phone.
One second.

Okay. Okay, I got it.

Okay, stand down, men.

We were all very brave.
Unfortunately, we all...

A whole elaborate
story unfolding there.

My knees.

Thank you so much, man.
That was a lot of fun. Thanks.

No problem.
No, it was, like...

-That was fun.
-It was so much fun.

You are? Okay.

Well, let me know
if you need any help with

-any recommendations...
-Nice.

All right,
well done, everyone.

It's fantastic.

This is us.
Good night, you freaks.

-Night.
-Night.

Long day tomorrow.

-Hey, Dave?
-Yep.

Come meet me
in the bathroom for a second.

What? Why?

-Hi.
-Hey.

So, um, why are we in here?

So, I just wanted to say

thank you so much
for being here with me.

I know that it's tough for you
to take time off work

and to leave your boy...

but I really needed this, man.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Well, that's...
that's great, man.

I'm, like,
just happy to see you happy.

I know it's been, like, such
a tough few months for you...

I also want to say that

I know you're not
the most comfortable person

with groups and people
and social shit like that.

-I'm not?
-No.

But it's amazing
that you're here,

putting yourself out there
so boldly for me.

-Well, thank you, man.
-Let's go smoke a joint.

Yep. Infantilizing,
corporate bullshit.

What do you mean?

How the fuck are we supposed
to smoke a joint in here?

They fuckin'
locked the windows.

It's like a goddamn
police state.

Yo, man. I think
I might just wanna crash.

We've been up for,
like, 24 hours.

Don't. Don't tell me
you're gonna sleep on me.

This is our first night
together in fuckin' years.

I don't know. I'm exhausted.
I haven't showered.

You're exhausted?
Dude, the weed's gonna
help you sleep.

Is it the kind
that helps you sleep?

-No, it's the other kind.
-Come on.

-Dude.
-What?

Take a shower,
brush your fuckin' face.

Like, floss your butt.

Do whatever it is
you gotta do to feel like you.

-Yeah.
-I'm gonna roll us

a fat fuckin' joint,

and we'll go
to the roof.
Okay?

Okay. Where are ya?

I don't know.
Maybe they don't make
their roof accessible

for American assholes
trying to smoke weed?

I think this might be it.
Think this is it?

I think there's
a big fucking alarm
that's gonna go off.

So? If it goes off,

we just say
we don't speak Polish.

Which happens to be true.

Huh. I think...
I don't know, man.

I think we should probably
just go back down.

-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah.

Yeah. I... I don't feel
right about this.

-Yeah, okay.
-Okay.

Yeah, If you're not
feeling good about it,

-let's not do it.
-Sorry. I don't know.

That's lame, I guess.

No, that's okay.
It's not lame. It's just...

Benji!

Hustle.
We're almost there.

Yeah. There's my guy.

How you feeling, dude?

Um, I feel okay.

Feel okay.

-David.
-Yeah?

How are you feeling, man?

-No, I feel good.
-Yeah?

Yeah. I feel good.

You just needed a little drugs
in your system. That's all.

-Really?
-Yeah.

That's all I was missing, huh?

-That's all you were missin'.
-There you go.

That's it.

You...

are like an awesome guy

stuck inside the body
of somebody

who's always running late.

I gotta fish that
fuckin' guy out of you

every time I see you.

Thank you, I think.

You know, dude,
when I think about
the two of us, man...

Yeah?

I think of us walking around
New York all night,

trying to stay up
until morning.

-Mm. You always did.
-Mm-hmm.

-Yeah.
-And you always passed out

-halfway through.
-Mm.

We'd make it over
the Williamsburg Bridge

and you would conk out
on a bench in Chinatown.

Yeah, I know.

You're kind of a lightweight.

Dave?

Yo.

Sorry I called you
a lightweight.

That's okay.

I'm sorry I would
always fall asleep.

Nah, man.

You had, like,
a job and a wife.

You'd been awake all day

doing important shit.

I didn't really
have anything going on.

I didn't care
that you fell asleep, man.

I was just glad
you were there.

What did he say?

Just absolutely despising.

-Really?
-Yeah.

That was a bit of a disaster
if you ask me, but...

That's really funny.

Benji.

-Mm. Mm-hmm.
-We gotta go.

-The train's in
an hour, okay?
-Mm.

Sorry
we're a little late.

Yeah, Dave woke me up
literally two minutes ago.

All right.

Train's arriving
in two minutes. Come on.

I really appreciate it.

You're okay?

I know
it's kind of heavy. Sorry.

Right.
Come on, everyone.

Gotta get right
to the end of the platform.

Okay, everyone,
so, part of our tour package

included these
first-class tickets.

Whoo.

Nice little perk for us all.
Keep coming.

We gotta get
right to the end,
everyone.

I like
a first-class ticket.

Love the
exchange rate.

Excuse me.

Now, if you've got time,

we could swing
by Underground Lublin.

Erm, it is fascinating.

I just think it's
a bit overhyped, personally.

The big hitter is
the Grodzka Gate, you know.

Oh.
Is the gate still accessible?

Yo, dude,
I think we should move.

What?

I think we should move
to another train car.

What do you mean?

You don't feel weird
being in a first-class car?

-Uh, no.
We paid for it.
-No?

It's not hurting anybody, no.

Dude, we are Jews
on a train in Poland.

Fucking think about it.

-I am. I'm...
-Benji?

-Benji.
-Yeah?

You all right up there?

-Yeah. Sure.
-Yeah.

-Sorry.
-Yeah, no.
No worries.

I mean, you know, it's,
to be fair, fascinating...

No, I mean,
I just feel like... Sorry.

-Okay.
-I just... Does any...

Is anyone else, like,
feeling this right now?

Feeling what?

Like this creepy feeling that,
like, you know,

we're, like,
royalty on this train?

I mean, does no one else
see the irony here?

-Jesus. Benji, come on, man.
-Like eating fancy food

and sitting up here,
when 80 years ago,

we would've been
herded into the backs

of these fucking things
like cattle.

-God.
-Okay, Benji,

I don't think anybody here
wants to hear that right now.

Okay, why not?
Why doesn't anyone
want to hear it?

-Because it's depressing, man.
-Depressing?

Okay, look.
That's okay.

You're raising
an interesting
sensitivity here.

It does sometimes come up
on these tours.

You're staying
in fancy hotels,

eating posh food,
and at the same time,

you're looking back

at the horrors
of your family history.

It can conjure up
confusing feelings

of discomfort and discordance

and dare I say, even
a kinda guilt, you know.

You're comparing
your own life...

I don't feel guilt.

-No. Nor should you, Mark.
-Why would I feel guilt?

No, I'm not saying
that you have to feel guilt.

Well, because our lives

are so fucking pampered
and privileged.

Like, we completely
cut ourselves off

from anyone else's true pain.

Like the actual
fuckin' experience

of being shoved
in a train car,

-your fuckin' head bashed in.
-Jesus, Benji.

So what are we supposed
to do about that?

-Mark. Mark, Mark, please.
-Fuckin' acknowledge it, man.

Like, try to feel
it in some way.

Why are you doing this?

Dude, I'm just fuckin'
saying how I feel.

Okay. Why is that,
like, important now?

Oh, man, you used to, like,
feel everything, man.

He was such an anxious,
adorable fucking kid, man.

-Jesus, Benji.
-We went to Jewy

-sleep-away camp together.
-Come on, man.

He cried the whole first week.

The whole fucking first week
'cause he was homesick.

-Jesus.
-I used to have to hug him

to sleep and talk about
his sweet fuckin' mom

to calm him down and shit.
Now look at him.

Jesus Christ, man.
What the fuck?

He's like all put together
and comfortable and shit.

Topiaries his wild-ass Jew fro
into submission.

It's mad impressive.
You're all mad impressive.

But you know what?

I'm gonna go to the back
of the train now, okay?

I don't think you'll find
much suffering
back there either.

Stop it. Please.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Okay, I hope that wasn't too
uncomfortable for everyone.

Obviously, there are

triggers along the way
with this tour.

I must say the train
is not normally
one of them, but...

Um...

James, I should probably
head back there.

I don't know.
I should at least, like,

bring him his food
or something.

Of course.
Yeah. You know
where we're gettin' off?

Uh, yeah, it's, like,
Lublin Glowny?

I'm sure
I'm mispronouncing it.

No. It's very close.

-Yeah, it's... All right.
-Okay, thanks. Sorry.

-Good luck.
-Sorry, everybody.

Okay. Erm...

-Hey, man.
-Hey.

Thanks.

Are you okay?

Everyone just wants to have
a fucking joyride, you know?

No. What do you mean?

People can't walk
around the world being...

happy all the time.

It's okay, man.

Przypominamy
o zabraniu bagazy.

Prosimy o zachowanie
szczegolnej ostroznosci

przy wysiadaniu z pociagu.

Dziekujemy za wspolna podroz

i zapraszamy do korzystania
z uslug Polonia Ekspres.

-Hey, man.
-Hey.

Did I fall asleep?

-Yeah, you did.
-Oh, shit.

Oh, shit! We gotta go.

We gotta go. Come on.

All right, I guess everybody's
waiting in front for us.

Mm-hmm. Maybe.

-Uh, hey, duder?
-Yeah?

Yeah, we're not
at the right station, dude.

Sorry, what?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.
What the fuck is Krasnik?

Yeah, Krasnik.

We were supposed
to get off at Lublin.

No, I know. Yeah.
You were out
pretty fucking cold, dude.

Sorry. You mean we...
we passed Lublin already?

Like, a while ago.

And you didn't wake me up?

Oh, you were having
such a good nap, dude.

Jesus Christ!
We're on a tour group
with people.

You were, like...
I'm sorry. Yeah, I know.

I just didn't have
the heart to wake you up, man.

You have, like,
the most fucked-up
sense of priorities.

Do you know that?
Do you know that?

Dude,
don't get mad
at me. Okay?

How could I not
get mad at you?

Because I was, like,
staring at you

-while you were sleeping...
-Yeah.

...and people
were lookin' at you.

And some people
were fucking laughing at you

'cause you were snoring
all weird and loud and shit.

But I was thinkin', like,
"Fuck that."

This is my cousin Davey.
I'm not ashamed of him.

This is Davey on the bench
in Chinatown.

This is the guy
I used to have all to myself.

I just couldn't wake you, man.

All right. All right, so...

-so what do we do now?
-Oh, yeah. Got that shit

-worked out, dude.
-Did you?

Yeah, while you were sleepin'.

-Okay.
-So we just get on a train

going in the opposite
direction.

-Yeah, okay.
-And we don't even have to pay

for tickets. We just avoid the
conductor until we get there.

I do this kinda shit
all the time Upstate.

It's fucking foolproof.
This might be us, dude.

-Really?
-Run! Run, run, run.

Great.

Yo, we should just buy tickets
like normal people.

There's no time. Come on.

Shit.

Dude.

We stay moving, we stay light,

-we stay agile.
-Yeah.

The conductor's gonna
come through taking tickets.

We tell him
we're going to the bathroom.

-The bathroom? Okay.
-He gets to the back

of the train,
he's gonna start heading

towards the front
looking for stragglers.

-Sorry. We're the stragglers?
-Yeah.

By the time
he gets to the front,

the train's gonna be in the
station and we're home free.

This is so
fucking stupid.

Man, what's stupid is
the corporatization of travel.

Ensuring that the rich
move around the world,

propagate their elitist loins,

while the poor stay cut
off from society.

That's great.
We can argue Marxism

while they're hauling us
off to Siberia.

Siberia is
in Russia, Dave.

This is ridiculous.

Tickets are probably,
like, 12 bucks.

It's the principle of paying.

We shouldn't have to pay
for train tickets in Poland.

-This is our country.
-No, it's not.

It was our country.
They kicked us out

'cause they thought
we were cheap.

Okay, this is it.
Stay calm. Act natural.

Yeah.

Hi. Just bathroom.

Me and cousin
go to just bathroom.

-Bathrooms on either side.
-With thanks.

-Sorry.
-Thank you.

And... And we have
our tickets. We just...

Oh, sh...

Jesus Christ. My heart
is in my fucking throat.

-Feels good, doesn't it?
-Yeah.

We're not out
of the woods yet, though.

We gotta get to the front
and take shelter

until we get
to our stop. Okay?

-Okay.
-Ready?

-Yeah.
-Let's go.

-Here, here.
-What? Yeah.

We made it.

Don't fall asleep
on me again, brother.

I won't.

Hey, Benji.

Yeah?

We're in first class.

Yeah, but we
fucking earned it.

Warszawa Wschodnia odjedzie

z peronu trzeciego.

All right. Should we stop
and get some lunch?

-No.
-Okay.

-Hi. Sorry.
-Hey, everybody.

Sorry we're late.
Dave fell asleep.

Yeah. What?

-Hi, there.
-We got your bags.

Oh, that's so nice
of you. I'm so sorry.

Yeah, he just...
He needed to sleepy sleep.

Sorry about that.
Yeah. Here's your bag.

You need some help.
He got sleepy.

Yeah, let's drop
our bags off at the hotel.

-Yeah. Of course.
-Yeah, yeah. All good.

I'm really sorry. Oh, here.

Yeah.
It was actually really quick

once we were able
to get on the other...

...and importance
of the Jewish contribution.

Lublin has such
a rich Jewish history.

It was actually known,
for a time,
as the Jewish Oxford.

It was diverse, both
culturally and intellectually.

This is the Lublin
of Rebbe Horowitz,

of the Seer of Lublin,

of Isaac Bashevis Singer,
merchants, writers, poets.

So, you're, like,
really religious? Yeah?

-Yes. Yes, you could say that.
-Huh.

It's amazing to me.

-Is it?
-Yeah. Yeah.

So, you, like, do all
the customs and everything?

No, no, not all. No.

But I do like to keep Shabbat.

Mm-hmm.

No matter
what's going on with my life,

once a week, I get to

slow down
and take my rest seriously.

Huh.

And you?

No. Me? No, no.

I mean, the whole thing
always seemed like a little,

I don't know,
arbitrary and mechanical

and archaic to me.

I mean, no offense, obviously.

I think it would
really benefit you.

You mean, like,
benefit everybody

or, like, me specifically?

You specifically.

Benji.

-Yo.
-Yo!

I was thinking about
what you said

on the train about
understanding suffering.

-Mm-hmm.
-It really stirred me.

Yo, seriously, Marcia?

-Yeah.
-Dope.

Last year, my daughter
married a very rich man.

Oh, fuck.

And she's incapable
of having a conversation

with any depth anymore.

Well, yeah, of course.

Money is like fucking heroin
for boring people.

Well, I don't know
what that means,

but it's just so easy
to float through life

forgetting how lucky we are.

Guys, uh,
I'm eavesdropping.

-Is that okay?
-'Course, Eloge, come on in.

I want to echo
what Marcia was saying,
if that's all right?

-Really? Really?
-Of course.

I... I find myself
constantly baffled

by the way
the world seems to carry on

like there aren't
a million reasons
to be shocked.

-Oh. Exactly.
-To be, um... appalled.

Yeah. Fuckin' A.
That's exactly what
I'm saying, man.

I don't know.
I mean, if, like, we wept

for every sad thing
in the world,

like, what would
that accomplish?

I don't know. Maybe sad shit
wouldn't constantly happen.

Exactly.

David, we numb ourselves

to avoid thinking
about our impact.

Ignoring the proverbial
slaughterhouse

to enjoy the steak,
as it were.

Yes, Eloge.
Damn, that's a good analogy.

No. And I get that.
I get all that.

It just seems like
maybe there's, like,

a time and a place to grieve,
and maybe it's not...

-Yo, Dave.
-What?

We're on a fucking
Holocaust tour.

If now is not the time and
place to grieve, to open up,

I don't know
what to tell you, man.

Come on, then,
you lot. Stragglers.

So, here we are

at the famous Grodzka Gate

or, as it was once called,
the Jewish Gate.

On the other side
of this threshold

was the Jewish Quarter, okay?

Now, as we pass through,

I want you to try to imagine

what life was like
hundreds of years ago.

Try to avoid conjuring images
of the horrors to come

and just picture
a vibrant city.

The memories of Jewish life
are here.

But they're hidden
around the city.

And the oldest
surviving synagogue

is on the second floor
of an office building.

But there are little pieces
of history frozen.

Peeking out, waiting for us.

A former Yiddish theater.

A yeshiva.

A Jewish-owned brewery.

The Tarbut Hebrew School.

The Community Council
of Lublin.

A tailor.

A dry goods store.

A bakery.

A bookseller.

A textile shop.

So, there's some discrepancy

about the founding
of the cemetery,

but most people
have it pegged at 1541.

-Oh, wow. No.
-Can you imagine?

That's before the founding
of the United States.

That's before,
I don't know, Shakespeare.

And the oldest headstone
in the whole of Poland

is actually located right here

-in the cemetery.
-Oh, yes. Kopelman.

Yes, Eloge.
How'd you know that?

I read about it this morning.
Don't be too impressed.

What?

Ding, ding.
Right again, Eloge.

What's your
problem now?

Jacob Kopelman Levi. 1541.

-Who cares?
-It's quite

unassuming, isn't it,
if you don't know

-what you're looking at?
-Benji, what the fuck?

-It's just...
-It's hard to know

whether the Jewish community
was drawn to Lublin

because of these
local virtues...

Benji? Benji?

-Um, yo, James?
-Oh, shit. Benji?

-Hey, James. Hey, man.
-Benji, Benji, Benji.

-You all right, Benji?
-Hey, look, man,

you're, like, completely
knowledgeable about this shit.

And it's fuckin'... It's...
It's impressive, man.

And we all know that now
and everything. But, like...

Like, these are real people,
James, you know?

They're not your
little factoids
lying under here,

okay? They're not
history lessons.

-Benji, Benji, okay.
-Just... Hey,

maybe, like, take a seat.

Text your wife.
Have a sit for a second.

Sorry if I said
something to upset you or...

No. No, no, no. Look, look.

You know your shit.
Don't get me wrong.

And, Eloge, you, like,
totally know your shit,

but I think it's just
the constant barrage of stats.

It's making this
whole thing feel very

cold, you know?

Okay. Er...

I'm sorry. M-Maybe it's just
my British tone or something.

-I'm just trying
to be honest.
-Okay.

If it helps to have feedback,
that's what I'm doing.

-Okay.
-And I just think

a major problem
with your tour...

-Oh, my God.
-If I can just...

This is okay?
This is a free space?

Okay.

I just think we've been,
like, completely cut off

from anything that's, like,
fucking...

like, real, you know?

It's all real, Benji.

-Is it?
-I've only said
real things.

It's real? Then how come
I haven't met anyone

-that's actually Polish?
-I've only said real things.

I haven't had any interaction

with somebody who's,
like, from here.

-You know what I mean?
-Benji, come on.

We've just been going
from one touristy thing

to another
touristy thing to...

-you know?
-Yeah, no, but that sort of

is what a tour is,
though, isn't it?

Going from one
touristy thing to another.

That's kind of what
you signed up for, isn't it?

Well, Dave signed up
for the tour.

All right. Yeah, no.
I mean, I'm sorry.

-Mm-hmm.
-Look, man.
And you know what?

Honestly, it's like
a mostly amazing tour.

-Mm-hmm.
-I mean it, man.

Like, I'm fuckin'...
I'm lovin' it.

It's totally Dave's speed.

But just, like, chill

on the facts and figures
for just a little bit.

I mean, would that be cool?

No. Yeah, 'course. Yeah.

-Let's tone it down.
-Great.

Cool, that's all.
That's all I'm asking.

Erm...

Well, what I was gonna suggest
was we could put a rock on...

er,
Kopelman's headstone.

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

-Fuckin' love that idea.
-No, I think

-that's a good idea.
-Thanks, man.

So can I call them over?

Do whatever you want, man.
It's your tour, James.

Okay, if everybody could just
come over here for a moment?

-Everybody? Marcia?
-Everyone look for stones.

-Here we go.
Look, here's one.
-Yeh.

-Yeah, no problem.
-Erm...

-If I can just very quickly...
-Yeah.

This is the oldest tombstone
in all of Poland.

Erm, and it belongs to a man
called Jacob Kopelman Levi,

who was a real
human person who lived,

er, in the real world.
He was Polish.

Er, from Poland.

And Benji and I
were just discussing

what might be nice to do,

and we thought maybe we could
all put a stone on his grave.

Erm, various theories
about this Jewish tradition.

But personally,
I like to think it's just

a simple warm gesture
to say, er,

"You're not forgotten."

That was beautiful, James.
Thank you.

Okay. Erm, so, let's do that,
shall we? Everyone?

Should we try and find
some nice stones?

-Yeah. Yes.
-Yeah, that was great.

-Good idea.
-Yeah.

I'll go
look for a stone.

-Great, great.
-I think that was

-a very lovely idea, Benji.
-Oh, thanks, Marcia.

-Thank you.
-Yeah. It was nice.

Yeah, we sorta cooked it up.

-Let's find it.
-Stone hunt.

I'm gonna have
the biggest stones.

I want, like, a nice
flat one, that's like...

-Sorry.
-Ooh, here we go.

-It's fine.
-Hey, Marcia.

Yeah.

Okay.
We all good with our stones?

I'd like
this one, please.

My dad
was everyone's favorite,

but my dad's brother
was the real brains

-of the family.
-Yeah.

He got rejected
from medical school

because of quotas, you know,

-with Jewish doctors.
-Oh, right.

And he... I'm sorry.

I'm just having
a little trouble

competing with Hava Nagila.

I'm so sorry. Yeah.

-Yeah.
-We come here every tour

and the food is wonderful,

but the music can be
a little bit kitschy, so...

Anti-Semitic pricks.

Well, I don't know
about anti-Semitic,

like, the owners
are Jewish, but...

Ugh. Sorry.
Please continue, Marcia.

Um, so my Uncle Sam
couldn't go to medical school,

so he became a pharmacist,

and he ended up owning five...
Five, yeah.

Five pharmacies in
and around the Chicago area.

-Wow.
-Like, he started

what we now think of as, like,
a modern-day drug store.

-Yeah.
-Yeah. Exactly.

-That's extraordinary.
-You know what I mean?

Yeah, yeah.
And now the song's over.

Just as I'm done with
my story, which is my usual...

That just speaks of the whole
immigrant experience,

-don't you think?
-Exactly.

I can attest to that,
absolutely.

Mark's great uncle
came off the boat from Poland,

landed in Galveston for some
fakakta reason.

Jew in Texas.

And he made money
by taking the furniture

the rich people threw out
on the street,

refurbishing it and reselling.

-Really?
-True story. Mm-hmm.

Apparently, he ended up
selling some of it

back to the original owners.

-No, he did not. Is that true?
-Yes.

-Of course, he did.
-Great uncle.

Brilliant.
Yeah, that is brilliant.

Rich people
are fucking idiots.

Uh, well, anyway,
our grandmother.

-Um, she was...
-Grandma Dory.

Yeah. Our Grandmother Dory,

whose house
we're seeing on Thursday,

was also just this,
you know, amazing woman.

She was just like
one of these, like,

bygone realist types
that you don't see anymore.

You know, just like
blunt and tough and...

Um, I mean, to be honest,

I was, like, scared shitless
my whole childhood of her.

I was never scared of her.

That is true. That is true.

No. She and Benji had some,
like, special secret language.

They always said exactly
what was on their minds.

Didn't you?

-Had no choice.
-Yeah.

And a similar story,
she survived the camps

through, like,
a thousand miracles,

and she made her way
to New York,

and she wanted
to design dresses.

But she couldn't afford
fashion school,

so she got stuck
working as a secretary.

Yeah. And then she was like,
"Fuck this."

And she ended up
taking over the whole company.

-Wow.
-Baller.

Well, he's making it
sound like

she led a junta
or something. No.

No, she was just...
No, she was super smart.

It was a small commercial
real estate company.

It was not, you know...

I used to speak to her
every Thursday.

-Aw.
-Yeah.

-Literally every Thursday.
-That is so nice, Benji.

If I hear from my kids
once a month, it's a shock.

Oh, Marcia. Fuck those guys.

-Man, I wouldn't miss a week.
-Mm-hmm.

She was tough on me.

She was the only one
in the whole fuckin' family

that would keep me honest.

You know,
everyone else
just disappeared

when I needed them most.

Yeah. But, um, you know,
Grandma never pitied herself.

In fact, she always told me

she was grateful
for her struggle.

Well, that's just it.
What she endured,

that gave her hope, right?

Yes. In fact, she used
to tell me that, like,

you know, uh,
first-generation immigrants

work some, like, menial job.

You know, they drive cabs,
they deliver food.

Second generation,
they go to good schools

and they become, like,
you know,

a doctor or lawyer
or whatever.

And the third generation

lives in their
mother's basement

and smokes pot all day.

I mean...

She said that?

I think she was, like,
just speaking generally

about, like,
the immigrant experience.

Because I lived
in my mom's basement.

She was just talking
about immigrants.

-Okay. Yeah.
-That's all.

I gotsta pee.

Oh, yeah.

When I go to the bathroom,
I'll get that. Don't worry.

Pee-pee time.

I'm sorry about him.

No, no.

What a troubled young man.

He wants to be good.
You can see the spark.

-You know what I mean?
-Yeah. Absolutely, Eloge.

Forgive me if I don't see
this magical spark.

Mark, stop it. He's tormented
for whatever reason.

-Okay. Okay.
-He's funny

and he's charming
under all the mishegoss.

I feel bad for him.

-Has he always been like this?
-Yeah

I mean, he's always been,
like, up and down, you know?

Like, he's sensitive
and he, like,

sees people so clearly,
you know?

But then you say
the wrong thing

and, like, something switches.

Maybe it's not appropriate
to talk about him.

No.
What's not appropriate?

You obviously got something
going on between you and...

Well, he's clearly in pain.

Yeah, but isn't everyone
in pain in some way?

I mean, look at what happened
to our families.

Look at where we came from.

I mean, who isn't...
You know, who isn't wrought?

Well, you seem okay.

I'm not, though.
I'm not.

I just, like, take a pill
for my fucking OCD, you know,

and I jog and I meditate,

and I go to work
in the morning.

I, like, come home
at the end of the day,

and I, like, move forward,
you know,

because I know
that my pain is unexceptional,

so I don't feel
the need to, like,

I don't know, burden everybody
with it, you know?

-Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.

Yeah. God, I'm sorry.

No.
It's all right, David.

-It's okay.
-I'm sorry. I'm ranting.

I'm just, like...

I don't know. Um...

Ooh.

Sorry. I'm just, like,
so fucking exhausted

by him sometimes, you know,

like, I...

I... I love him

and I hate him

and I want to kill him.

And I want to be him,
you know?

And I feel, like,

so stupid around him,
you know,

because he is so fucking cool,

and he just does
not give a shit.

And then...

just, like,
being here with him

is just so fucking baffling
to me, you know?

It's just baffling
'cause it's, like,

how did this guy
come from the survivors

of this place, you know?

I mean that your uncle
had to sell, like,

used furniture
to rich assholes

or, like, couldn't get
into medical school.

And that you survived, like,

the worst thing
to happen on this planet

in the last 30 years.

And that our grandma survived
by a thousand miracles

when the entire world was
trying to kill her, you know?

And I look at him

and I just, like,
wanna ask him...

I just wanna ask him,
and I just can't.

Like...

Like, how did the product
of a thousand fucking miracles

overdose on a bottle
of sleeping pills?

What?

What did you say?

Yeah, he tried to...

Yeah. Sorry. I probably
shouldn't have said anything.

It's okay.
Er, I'm sorry to hear that.

I'm so sorry. That's...
That's very distressing.

When did this happen?

Like, six... six months ago.

My Aunt Leah, Benji's mom,
found him on the couch.

And I know he is so
funny and so charming.

And you are all
gonna walk away

with this picture
of this amazing man,

which he totally
is in so many ways.

But when I picture him,

it is passed out
on a ratty basement couch

while I am in New York City

with my beautiful wife
and adorable child,

and it just fucking kills me.

Sorry.
I'm... I'm oversharing.

Well, they're back again.

It's him.

Did you know
he plays the piano?

We used to take
lessons together.

Excuse me.

Aw,
that's so nice, Benji.

That was
wonderful, Benji.

Fuck.

Hi. Um, sorry to bother you.

Did you happen to see, like,

my cousin
come through or anything?

He's, like, um...

Have been
forwarded to an automated

voice messaging system.

Boner.

Is not available.

The mailbox is full

and cannot accept
any messages at this time.

Goodbye.

Hello?

Dude,
where the fuck are ya?

We're all downstairs
waiting for you, man.

Oh, shit.

-Get your ass down here.
-Fuck.

Ah, there he is.
Mornin', Dave.

You sleep through your alarm
or somethin'?

No. My phone died
because I didn't plug it in

because I spent the night
looking for you.

Where the fuck were you?

Oh. Sorry, dude. Yeah.
You were fast asleep.

Yeah? Well, you scared
the shit out of me, Benji.

Oh. Sorry, man.

Yeah, I was just kicking
it with Marcia.

-Didn't wanna wake you.
-Good morning, gang.

-Dzien Dobry.
-Mornin'.

You're all down so early.
I love that.

-Morning.
-Good morning.

Well, the van should be here.

It's gonna be an eerily
short drive. Okay?

Whatever.

Yeah. I think I was feeling
okay until...

I don't like...

Okay. So, if I could just
get everyone's attention

-just for a moment.
-James.

Erm, I don't wanna
state the obvious,

but today is gonna be
quite a taxing day.

If you've never been to
a concentration camp before,

it can be pretty overwhelming.

We'll be there in, like,
literally two minutes.

Okay? Thanks, everyone.

Everyone all right?

So, the first thing
you might notice

is that Majdanek
is literally just two miles

from Lublin town square.

Can you imagine
life continuing on,

a bustling town center

just two miles
from these grounds?

Before the Red Army
got to Majdanek,

the Nazis had actually moved
most of their prisoners

to other camps out west.

And, in their haste, the SS
didn't destroy the evidence.

So, unlike other camps,

Majdanek is actually
quite, erm,

well-preserved,
for lack of a better phrase.

So, before we head in,

I might be
a little bit sparser

with my information
overload today.

This is a sacred site

where many thousands
were murdered,

and I think
you'll find this place

kinda speaks for itself.

Okay?

Hey.

Hey.

These are the barracks.

This is the men's bathhouse.

"He grabbed his whip

"and herded us
towards the bathhouse.

"There, once our hair
was cut and shaved

"from our entire bodies,

"we went into the next room."

This is the gas chamber.

The blue stains
on the walls
are residue

from the deadly gas,
Zyklon B.

The ovens.

Just hang here
for a moment. Yeah?

Okay. Oh.

So, if we just gather here
for just a moment.

How are we all feeling?

Mm... Not feeling so good.

Numb, maybe?

Yeah. That's about right.

Eloge,
how are you doing?

I know you don't have
the same advantage of

distance, so to speak.

Uh, I'm okay. I feel, um...

shaken.

But, uh, I guess that's better
than feeling nothing.

Yeah.

Well, thank you all
for sharing that

with me and with each other.

Don't wanna rush anyone,
but obviously

we're leaving for Zamosc
quite soon.

So just to change gears,

we're losing the lads.

-Aw.
-Very sad. Yep.

The boys are staying here
for another night, and then

finishing their pilgrimage
to see Grandma Dory's house.

Yeah, that's right.
Yeah. I'm...

I'm gonna miss all you guys.

Like a weird,
fucked-up family.

-Can I just, uh...
-Yeah.

-Thanks, David.
-You are amazing.

Thanks so much.

Send me a photograph
of your grandma's house.

-I wanna see it, okay?
-Yeah. I'll do that.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

Have fun
at Grandma's.

-Take care of
yourself, honey.
-You too.

And take care of him
'cause he won't.

-Okay.
-No, no, no, that's fine.

-Take care of this guy.
-Right.

You're a good guy, Benji.

No. You are.

-Do you mean that? Really?
-Yes, I do. Lech leh-shalom.

-Thanks. Travel safe.
-Go in peace, my friend.

Oh, fuckin' A.
That means a lot to me.

I'm gonna look up
what that means.

Take care.
So good to do this.

So, Benji, erm,
I just want to say,

I've been doing this
for five and a half years.

And I always say,

"Please, just let me know
if I can do anything better."

And you're the first person
ever to give me

actionable feedback, so...

thank you so much for that,
yeah.

Get the fuck outta here.
What did I say?

What are you talking about?

You know, the stuff
about engaging with

Polish people
and the Polish culture and...

Oh, man, that sounds great.

You should fucking
do that, man.

I know.
And I resisted it
on the day,

but I can't stop
thinking about it.

And you've really reawakened
something in me, so...

-Get the fuck outta here, man.
-You're a very honest man,

and that's rare.

-And I appreciate it, so...
-Yeah. Oh, shut up.

-Come on. Like...
-Thanks so much. Thank you.

Okay.

Sorry. I just wanted
to get that off my chest.

Thanks, David.

He's a nice guy.

-Did you?
-Yeah. Well, no.

I mean, that's absurd.

-Yeah. Yeah. What? What?
-Does this look good?

What? Yeah.
All right, let's go.

-How much is this?
-Trzydziesci zlotych.

You don't need to get the hat.

Do you want one too?

No. You look
like the Ricola man.

Do you want that?
Uh, no, that's for you.

You get to keep it.

-Okay. Benji.
-Yeah. I wouldn't know

what to do with it.

Can we get something to eat
that's, like, not pickled?

-Pierogies?
-Anything that's not pierogies

-and not pickled.
-Sauerkraut?

Sauerkraut is...
it's pickled and German.

...to go and grab kids' heads
in the audience and lick it.

-God, that's so gross.
-Yeah! The Bushwhacker!

Yes. I remember that. Yeah.

Hey, doggie.

-Yo, can I have a swig?
-Oh, yeah.

Have as much as you want.
We got the cheap shit.

All right.
Check out this building.

Yeah.

Pretty tall.
I got one last joint.

How are we gonna get up?

Shall we?

-Czesc.
-Czesc.

Blork.

Jutro bedzie padac.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

-All right.
-Yeah. Not bad. Not bad.

Shit.
You know what I think that is?

-Hmm. What?
-Look way down there.

You see those,
like, three lights?

-What?
-One, two, three.

-Oh, shit.
-I think it's the camp.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

Really is so close.

Yeah, so, what are you
thinkin' of doing

when you get back
to Binghamton?

What do you mean?

I mean, like, what's...
Like, what's your plan?

Dude, give me that

if you're just gonna
fucking stare at it.

-Oh, sorry.
-It's my last one.

-Sorry, man.
-All right.

Sorry about that.

Yeah, well, when I get back,
it's gonna be pretty busy.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

-That's awesome.
-Yeah.

My buddy, Tim,
is re-roofing his house,

and I'm probably gonna
help him out with that.

He's got a shit ton of adobe.

Has no idea
what the fuck he's doing.

-Really?
-Yeah.

-Gonna be good, though.
-Yeah.

Be pretty sweet
when he's finished. You know?

Keeps moisture out better

than that plastic toxic shit
they use

on all those bullshit
suburban houses, you know?

Oh, yeah. That's awesome.

Yeah.
It's gonna be pretty rad.

Well, that's, like,
Tim's house.

-So?
-So...

what are you gonna do?

Oh, man. Why the fuck
you asking me that?

I wanna make sure you're good

and that you have,
like, a plan.

Sorry. Maybe I'm
a little stoned.

-I'm sorry.
-Yeah. No. Mm-mm.

-Here, take this.
-No. It's all right.

-I can't be trusted.
-Yeah. Mm-hmm.

And, like, what are you gonna
do when you go home?

I don't know.
Go back to, like,

my job and my family,
the usual.

Great. I look forward to
speaking to you in six months.

What does that mean?

-You know what it means, man.
-Do I?

I don't really wanna
start anything.

Okay, good. Then don't.

You used to be
fucking different, man.

You used to be so emotional.

You used to fucking cry
about everything, man. Like...

Yeah, I know. It was awful.

Who the fuck wants
to cry about everything?

Dave, man, you're not fucking
listenin' to me, man.

I'm saying that we
used to be different.

-Like, "we."
-Yeah. Benji, I have, like,

-a job and a family.
-Mm. I know.

And I don't have time to
hang out with you all night,

-every night, okay?
-I don't fucking want that.

Yes, you do. You're, like,
an all-encompassing person.

I don't think
you realize that.

Man, I'm just saying,
like, you, like...

I don't think
you realize that.

Man, you, like,
literally never visit me.

What, in... Sorry,
you mean in Binghamton?

Yeah, man,
that's where I live.

Well, yeah, I'm busy, okay?
And I live in New York City.

Isn't it easier
for you to come down to me?

Easier? It's the same
fucking distance, Dave.

Yeah,
but it's New York City, man.

It's, like, the more logical
place to visit

than fucking Binghamton,

-all due respect.
-What's wrong with Binghamton?

Nothing is wrong
with Binghamton.

You are, like, purposefully
making me look like an asshole

-for questioning it.
-Mm. Yo, fuck off, dude.

Yo, you fuck off.

Why don't you give a shit
about me anymore?

I do give a shit about you.

I just don't understand

how you would ever do

anything so fucking
stupid to yourself.

Dave, man.

Benji.

I, like...
I walk around with, like,

this terrible fucking image
of you in my head,

-okay?
-Mm-hmm.

And, yeah, I don't...

Yeah, I don't wanna lose you,
okay?

Do you see how
people love you?

Do you see what happens
when you walk into a room?

I would give anything to know
what that feels like... man.

To know what it feels like
to have charm.

To light up a room
when I walk in.

But you light up a room
and then you, like,

shit on everything
inside of it.

All right. You can go.

Thanks.

Taxi's here.

Let me see.

See a 25 anywhere?

No, I don't see any numbers
anywhere. Wait.

Me neither.

Okay, wait. I think it should
be around this way.

"Mag-is-trate."
What do you think that means?

-Probably magistrate.
-Oh.

I think so.

Is this like
a real street or...

Twenty-eight.

I think it's this.

-Here?
-Yeah.

Twenty-five.

Oh, my God.

Whoa. Is that possible?

It's so... unremarkable.

Yeah. I guess I don't know
what I pictured.

Yeah. Me neither.

You know she
slapped me once, right?

What?

Yeah.
Grandma slapped me.

-Shit. Really?
-Yeah.

I was late
to meet her for dinner.

-Just, like, 15 minutes.
-Yeah.

Also, I was pretty high.

It was at that Hudson
restaurant on Third Avenue.

You know, in the purgatory
of Murray Hill.

Yes, I know it.
Shit. Did it hurt?

The fuck, yeah, it hurt.

-Yeah.
-Wow.

It was the best thing
that ever happened to me.

I was, like, elated for
a full 24 hours after that.

-Really? Why?
-I don't know why.

I mean, it was
at this fucking restaurant

she went to every week.
Everyone knew her there.

She dressed up
all formal for it

like it was some
big fucking occasion, and...

-Yeah.
-I don't know.

I guess the fact that
she cared more about me

than what the people
at the restaurant thought?

I don't know.

Made me feel good.

Hey.

I got an idea.

Hmm. What?

Let's put a stone
on the stoop.

What do you mean?

I mean,
let's find a little stone

and put it on the stoop
to say that we were here.

That she's not,
you know, forgotten.

-She's not buried here.
-Yeah, I know.

But this is the last place
she was in Poland.

It's the last place
any of us were.

-Yeah, let's do that.
-Okay.

-It's a good idea.
-Okay.

Yeah. Not this. No.

No, no.

-One, two.
-Yeah?

Yeah, I found two.

-Do you want one?
-Yeah.

Thanks.

Uh, yeah.

Hej!

-Zabierzcie te kamienie.
-Oh.

Co wy tam robicie?
Przeciez tam mieszkaja ludzie.

Hi. Sorry, we're Americans.

English? Do you speak English?

Mowie, ze mieszkaja ludzie
i trzeba to zabrac.

Sorry. I don't... know.

-I guess that's it.
-Yeah.

I feel like
such an asshole saying,

"Americans, Americans."

That's what we are.

Do you think
he's mad about this?

Maybe he's offering
us breakfast.

-I don't fucking know.
-You're right.

He could
be offering breakfast.

It could just be that.
"So come up here,

"have some fucking cakes."

"Have some delicious...
black pudding."

Oh, there's more.

-Hello.
-Niech sprzatna.

Okay, uh,

do you speak English?

-Yes. Yeah.
-A little.

Well, hi.
Sorry, what's the problem?

Uh, my father said
that you placed rocks,

uh, on the door?

Yeah, we did.
Our grandma lived here,

and she just died.

Oh.

Sorry for your loss.

Oh. Thanks, man.

So why did you put rocks
in front of the door?

It's like a tradition.
It's like a Jewish tradition.

Like, when you visit
somebody's grave,

you're supposed to put,
like, a rock on it

to show that you were,
you know, there.

Yeah, but she's not buried
under the door, right?

No, no, no.
We just kind of

did it as, like,
a sentimental thing.

Like, as a, you know,
a gesture.

Okay. Yeah.

-Just a gesture. Yeah?
-Yeah.

Okay. Senti... Okay.

I understand.
So, this is sweet,
I think.

-Thank you.
-Thanks.

Wait a moment. Uh...

Oni mowia, ze
to jest ich zydowska tradycja,

zeby polozyc kamien
jakby na grobie.

No ale tu nie ma grobu,
ale ich babcia tu mieszkala.

No dobrze...
A teraz mieszka ta stara...

Niech zabiora.

Okay, guys. Um...

I'm sorry, but, um,
I understand your situation.

But my father said
that it is, uh,

a hazard to leave the stones.

Okay.

You know, an older woman
lives there now,

-so she could trip or...
-Right.

-Okay.
-Understood.

-So, we must, you know...
-No, I got it.

You got it. Sorry. Yeah.

There you are.

All right.

Ladies and gentlemen,

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We caught a lucky break there.

We're gonna get you
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the gate assignment
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Please check
your boarding pass

for possible gate changes.

We appreciate your patience
and thank you.

Hey, I was thinking,

why don't we, like,
grab a cab back to the city

and you could come over
for dinner?

-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah.

I mean, I know Priya
would love to see you,

and Abe would, you know,
love to tell you

every fact
about the Statue of Liberty.

Uh...

-It's tempting.
-Yo, come on.

Um...

Nah, that's okay, man.

-Really?
-Yeah.

All right. Well, at least,
I don't know,

let's grab a cab
back to the city

and I can drop you off
at Penn Station

for your train upstate.

Um...

You know what?
I think I'm probably

just gonna kick it here
for a little while.

At the airport?

Yeah. Kinda like it here.

You meet the craziest
people, man.

-Really?
-Oh, yeah.

-Shit.
-What the flying fuck, man?

-I'm so sorry. Fuck.
-Why would you do that?

Because Grandma,
the restaurant. You said

it was, like, the best thing
that ever happened to you.

Yeah, but that was
different, man. I was 18.

-I needed direction.
-No, I know.

That makes sense.
I am so sorry.

-This is just violence.
-I know, I know.

I thought it would,
you know, enliven...

-I don't know.
-It's okay.

Are you okay?
Can I see? You're, like, red.

Yeah. Because you fuckin'
slapped me in the face.

Sorry.

-Do I get one now?
-No.

I'm sorry, man.

Come here.

I love you, guy.

Love you too.

I'm gonna be fine.

You know that?

-You sure?
-Mm-hmm.

Sorry.

-You weren't done.
-Mm-mm.

All right.

I'll see you around, cuz.
Okay?

I'll see you.

Hello?

Hello? Guys?

-Hello? I'm...
-Hi.

-Hi, hi, hi.
-You're back,

-you're back, you're back.
-Come here.

Mwah! Oh, hi, babe.

-Hey.
-Hi, sweetness.

Love you,
love you, love you.