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213... 214... 215... 216... 217!

217 packs of condoms and 121 lubes.

It's 221 and 132.

You knew? So why did you make me count?

I wanted to see how you do.

So how did I do?

Oh no. Anything but that!

What the fudge is that?

- Goose pâté the luxe. - I can see that!

So I did good?

How the fudge did this happen?

First they killed the goose, I think.

Right?

Big question.

What are world's three most important words?

Use your brain.

- Saturday off work. - I love you.

No, you guys.

World's three most beautiful words are: the American dream.

USA, the best country in the world, was built on dreams.

Not on the blood on indigenious people and slaves?

No.

Martin Luther King said: I have a dream! And what happened?

He got shot.

Choose the most important dream of your life.

Think hard about it. Make sure you get it right.

Then write it down and submit here by the end of the day.

Thanks, Lena.

Well... what will you write, girl?

In school you wanted to be an astronaut and go to outer space.

Then - a journalist. We all know how that turned out.

And now? You're headed for a huge carreer in a store.

Wow. Seriously? Congrats.

Only one dream? How about a top ten?

We need to talk, Wlodek.

I'm running a coaching session about dreams for employees.

This is more important.

Nothing is more important than dreams.

Wanna bet my problem is?

That's what I mean, Domi.

See, any problem can become a dream when you write it down.

Such confidence! There you go!

5432 zloty.

That's all? Why not a million? Or two?

I want Luba to transfer 5432 zloty to the store's account.

You accepted delivery of these pates without entering them into the system.

One hundred jars of goose pâté de luxe 54,32 zloty each.

Can't we just sell them?

They expire in four days.

Pushing one hundred luxury pâtés in four days? Good luck.

Luba, chill out, we'll all chip in.

Sure.

That's like 900 zloty each.

Domi included.

I only have one hundred in my account, but next month I could help... a little.

I give everything to my husband.

I'm not good with money.

I invest everything in crypto. I can't touch it, sorry.

Guys... I got it!

What is this?

This is a wonderful opportunity.

You know what USA loves the most right after dreams?

Fentanyl.

Sales, baby. Sales.

If I wanted to ask somebody out, I'd rent a hot-air balloon.

A baloon?

Yeah, for a flight.

You're drifting in the clouds. It's quiet, far from the ground...

You can take a picnic basket... there's just one important thing.

You can't drink a lot. There's no toilet there.

Have you flown a lot in such balloons?

No, never.

But if this scratchcard wins, I'm getting one.

It's exact change.

What are you doing after work?

What's wrong?

Tell me. In the can I was like a priest.

Maybe I should be locked up?

We can fix any problem.

Unless you stabbed someone, then it could get a little messy.

Wow, that's just wild.

I got nothing. The balloon must wait.

GINGER

How can I choose just one? I have one per minute.

See the pyramids... swim with dolphins...

Own a raccoon?

I know I can't... but they are just so cool!

Have a balcony...

Kick ball with Lewandowski...

Befriend a highlander?

When I was a kid, I went to the mountains and...

Nevermind. What are you going to write?

Nothing. I don't have any dreams.

Sure you do. Dreams are those nice things you imagine before falling asleep.

No, that's shirtless Brad Pitt on a roof, Tarantino-style. Dreams only disappoint.

Wise words. Life is just suffering while awaiting death.

That's disgusting.

Bon appetit!

Shit, two of my brother's classes got cancelled. I have to pick him up.

Can't your parents do it?

Not really. I'll be back in half an hour.

Expiry date!

Corporate scam designed to drive blind consumption.

My Rafał once ate for dinner cheese three days past expiry date.

He had diarrhoea all night!

Goose pâté de luxe! Only today!

But you know, we like to rub stuff on each other in bed sometimes...

What do you mean, rub?

What are you rubbing?

Forget I asked. I don't want to know.

Actually, this will do.

I'll take one.

Empire chronicles.

Goose empire, of course.

What are my dreams?

They are modest. I land on JFK, rent a car and drive through the desert.

And on the way to Idaho I stop at a small motel.

I buy a liter of coffee and then two liters of soda.

I play some country music on any radio... Everyone loves folk music there.

Does anyone listen to folk melodies in Poland? No, not anymore.

And over there it's normal!

Great choice!

That's not mine.

Why are you going through my basket?

It wasn't me.

- Kazik. - Yes?

Tell him I don't want that kind of help.

Come here, Kid.

I'm very sorry, ma'am.

What do you think you're doing?

Do you treat your mother the same way?

What was the plan?

- One per basket. - Right.

I know. I got carried away.

Sorry.

We need to change our strategy.

Special offer for goose pâté.

Lena, this is my brother, Filip.

- Yo, yo, bro. - Hi...

Goose pâté?

Marek, I've been looking for you for half an hour.

I'm sorry, I had to pick Filip up.

Don't give him comic books, he'll crumple them.

Delivery from 1 PM needs to be unpacked.

Lena, will you keep an eye on him?

Want a sandwich?

I don't think you washed your hands and I don't see any gloves.

Would you like a sandwich?

What are you reading?

The Bible in Kazakh.

You have an interesting sense of humour.

And you give compliments like my aunts.

Or you're hitting on me.

If you are, know that at my age I am not into girls yet.

And if I ever am...

...it won't be girls like you.

Meaning?

Bad skin, awful breath, ugly shoes? Something like that.

Don't be shy, kid, Lena is cool.

Yeah, she gave me this tasty sandwich.

Thanks.

Now you look even stupider than before, which seemed impossible.

You gasp so funny when you're mad.

And you grow pubes on your face.

Finally.

Good one. I was starting to think you're like Marek's girlfriend.

Boring like hell.

But that was a pretty nice burn.

Thanks.

Too bad yo mama's so poor, she walks to McDrive.

- What? - Whatever.

C'mon, show me what you got. Go!

Yo mama...

...cooks soup in a kettle.

And yo daddy uses this kettle as an iron.

Where the hell is the manager?

Vodka comes with the pâté, I told you. You can't buy only vodka.

Ministry of Health has a new rule. No drinking on an empty stomach.

Get rid of this and call the manager!

Here I am.

My colleagues are in training but they are very slow learners.

You came up with this on your own?

It's a good set, many people will want it.

Really? Like who?

Like a lonely alcoholic living with a cat.

For instance.

I preferred it when you had no ideas.

Cut these off.

But...

Fine.

Yo mama so fat, she gets group insurance!

Yo mama so fat, her car has stretchmarks!

Yo mama's cooking so bad, her food throws itself out!

That's not funny, Lena.

It was Filip's idea. We're just joking around.

Our parents are dead.

And mom was an amazing cook, actually.

Stop messing with me.

Why didn't you say anything?

Yeah, you're right...

I should have introduced myself like:

Hi, my name is Filip, I am twelve years old and...

I am an orphan.

Well played, girl!

You wanted to impress a twelve-year-old so you insulted his dead mom.

Fucking A.

He asked me to.

To make fun of our dead mom?

No. Or actually... yes.

Doesn't seem like your best day, Lena. Maybe you should take a break.

I'm completely useless. Like this pâté.

How come?

My expiry date is near and nobody wants me.

Not true.

After work, I'm taking you on a balloon flight.

A balloon flight?

You're right, that's stupid.

How about cream rolls then?

Kazik, I don't need pity.

But I want to.

I have for a long time. I just...

...never had a chance before.

This makes no sense.

Cream rolls make no sense?

They make more sense than you think.

At our age nothing can come out of it.

It's too late for us, Kazik.

How about Turkish food? I know a great place with large meals.

- Sorry, again. I shouldn't have... - Jeez.

Stop whining. Have some dignity.

Instead of picking on me, try to be helpful.

Boss said I must pick one dream. What would you write?

I wish our parents came back.

If only for a day.

Mom would bake a cake, we'd watch Family Feud.

Just for a few hours...

- Gosh, Filip, I'm so sorry for your... - Christ, you really aren't very bright.

I know people can't rise from the dead.

Besides, Marek lied. Mom was a terrible cook.

- But seriously... - Yeah?

I wish I had a new graphics card.

Can you chip in 900 zloty?

Get lost.

PASSBOOK

Passbook.

Damn... If you'd invested in crypto, you'd be rich by now.

This is Alex, your automatic consultant. How may I help you?

I want to withdraw money from my passbook. Which branch should I go to?

Are you interested in a mortgage? Are you a client of our bank?

I am a client, that's why I'm calling.

Please, repeat.

I want my dough, where can I get it?

If you aren't our client yet, learn about our fantastic offer of...

Fuck this, I'm in a hurry, man!

I... want... my... dough.

Dół, village in Iława district. We don't have a branch there yet.

Please, choose another location.

Hang up, they record everything.

We'll do it the classic way.

How?

At the cashier's window.

Luba must cough up a big sum...

Yeah...

My ex had a back tattoo saying: "You must pay for your mistakes".

You know what I said when he cheated on me?

No idea.

That he must pay for his mistakes. Then my pals roughed him up.

I feel like I'm squeezing money from a beloved aunt.

Can't we just let it go?

Sure we can.

But without letting her go. Because...

I'd rather fire myself than Luba.

There is another way.

I knew there had to be.

As the boss, you can make the debt go away.

Domi... it's gone!

But everything needs to add up.

If you want to help Luba, pay the five grand for her.

Yup.

Yup.

I mean, I could.

But you know what? Off the record...

Luba messed up with those pâtés.

And a smart person once told me: You must pay for your mistakes.

It was a very smart person.

Goose is the cheapest!

Choose the Goose!

Stop it, Kazik. Don't fool around.

I am shopping. And paying cash.

Where'd you get this money? Did you steal it?

Luba...

I'm sorry.

I know you're honest and you hate thieves.

But don't buy that.

It's my mistake and I'll pay for it.

Sorry, Luba, I made a promise.

What promise?

To the cooks in the can. The guys will eat these in two days.

I have one condition.

Yes?

I'm paying for cream rolls.

So it's not too late?

It is, but what are you gonna do?

When we dream and hope, "hope" can turn into "nope"!

But why think "nope", when we should have hope!

Let's hop on the train of hope and ride that train in the rain!

Let's make the hope train happen!

I see... a field of hope.

I'm riding the train of hope through this beautiful Slavic land

It looks like USA now, fields of hope everywhere!

It only takes a jiffy or...

...a Jeffie Bezos.

Empire Chronicles. Thank you for watching.

It even has a palm tree!

Next dream...

Sex on a plane during turbo...

Turbulence. I saw a series on plane crashes.

Those shocks get you halfway there!

Next dream...

Domi, remember:

There are no problems to solve, only dreams to fulfil.

And the final dream for the evening.

How philosophical.

I dream about not being scared to dream.

Jeez, that's so cringe

That's from an Adele song, right?

I saw something similar on the lubes I counted this morning.

That's the best dream of all.

Did Filip help you? Tell me.

No. It was just me.

Congrats! What's with the look?

You think I didn't want to be nice from the get-go?

But you won't get it unless someone rips you a new one.

Your mama... said the same thing. And she was right.

You're swell, just don't be so scared.

And I like this Marek guy.

Are you working on that?

Thanks, that was nice.

Thank you very much.

Filip liked you a lot. That's weird, cause he doesn't like girls.

When Adrianna Natalia calls the intercom, he always pretends he's a demon.

"Begone or you'll burn in hell."

Marek, come on.

I've got to go.

See you. Take a bath, you stink.

Wash that line off your forehead, so I can tell your face from your ass!

Christ, Lena.

He's a twelve-year-old orphan. Control yourself.

Come on, Lena.

"I dream about not being scared to dream."

She really wrote that?

What are those kids so scared of?