I found him, Pop Geamănu...
the guy who caused the crash.
previously on UMBRE
What are you and me doing here?
I'll wait for you inside.
How hard can it be to find a gypsy who got sprung today
and whose name is Sabin?
I need some help.
-I'm coming. -It was Toma...
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Whoa, Jesus!
So you still haven’t unpacked?
Stop, stop!
It's like we're in America, man.
There...
Is there anything to drink?
I was saying I could help you unpack.
No. Someone's coming over later...
Our cleaning lady.
If you want, I can pop by after work.
I thought you'd unpacked by now.
No, we haven't unpacked.
I don't know if you've noticed, but I've been a bit busy.
Use a glass, don’t be a brat!
Hey, hillbilly!
Why?! That's how you drink it.
-Leave it, I'll get you another one. -Sure, you will.
He should use a glass, that's why they're there.
How about I cook you something real quick?
Do you think you should smoke, right after...?
Weren't those the doctor's orders? That I enjoy life?
This is me enjoying life.
Give me a lift in the cab, won’t you?
No.
-Why not? -'Cause you're taking the subway.
It's too far, I'll be late.
Not if you do a little less talking and stop dragging your feet.
I don't get it, man.
You can drop Magda off in a cab, but not me?!
-What's she got and I don't? -A wheelchair.
So what? She can...
I don't have enough for a cab if we can walk there. Get it?
-Answer me! -Yes. I get it.
Hello.
-Hi. -Hello.
Still, he's not the world's lousiest...
Yeah, but that's men for you.
They all need their boys' night.
That's why they freak out about moving in together.
No, that's nonsense.
Look, for instance, last night...
Nice blouse.
-Thank you. -Where did you get it?
Come on, you've seen that style, it's everywhere.
It's in every mall, for god's sake!
From a mall.
You know what it is?
He makes it so I understand that he's in charge.
And I'm just some girl hanging around drinking his water.
-Hello, girls. -Hello.
-Hello, sir. -Enjoy!
Thanks.
I'm outnumbered.
I'm just getting a coffee and I'll be off.
No, no, we were just leaving ourselves.
We'll leave you to it.
What's wrong with this thing? It's on the fritz, huh? Did I break it?
-Let me do it! -No, please, don't bother!
It's no bother, that's my job.
-Then, I'll have a - -Short espresso, black.
What a perfect espresso you made!
-Just perfect. -The machine did, not me.
Don't be so modest.
I wanted to say - and I hope you won't take this the wrong way -
I noticed you came in late today, and I was thinking -
Sorry, I had a family thing, it won't happen again.
Don't worry, it's not about that. It's fine, really.
I found myself thinking, after dropping you off last night...
And it dawned on me how far away you live.
How long is the commute here every day?
-Must be at least an hour, right? -Yeah, but...
I read on the subway, it's not so bad.
We have... well, I have...
I have a flat that's a stone's throw away from here.
The building is new and the flat comes fully equipped.
I used to crash there sometimes, when I stayed late at the office.
You can move in, if you want.
You and your boy, of course.
-No, thank you. -Think of all the time you'd be saving.
You could see more of your son. And it would be good for him too.
I just mean, no offense, but it's a safer area.
-Thank you, but I can't. -Why can't you?
I don't know... what would people think?
Why would it be any of their business?
I could keep it to myself.
Let me show it to you at least.
If you don't like it, no harm done. What do you think?
How much would the rent be?
Rent? With your espresso-making skills, I think rent won't be an issue.
OK then, I'll let you eat. Think about it and we'll talk.
All right?
Thank you.
Hello?
What's up? Can you talk?
Yes... yes.
How are you?
Magda?
Yeah... I don't know how I am...
They released me from hospital this morning. Mom gave me a lift home.
Are you back home with us?
"Us" who?!
-Home with.. -I'm at our flat in Herastrau.
I mean, Teddy's flat.
And Teddy isn't home...
-Or anywhere to be found... -I'm sorry.
What? Speak up, I can't hear you.
I'm sorry.
What are you sorry for? You didn't force him to stay away, did you?
No, but... I should've come pick you up and...
-How are you? Are you OK? -You asked me that already.
-Listen... -Yes.
Remember that time I came home late and you asked where I'd been
and I'd been with Teddy, and you slapped me so hard I saw stars?
-I told you, I'm sorry about... -Never mind that.
Do you think I was wrong?
-Wrong about what? -About everything.
About Teddy. About everything.
-Hello? Are you still there? -Yes.
Yes.
No, I don't think he's to blame..
-I don't think it was Teddy's fault. -Not his fault, that's my point.
Is it my fault, is what I want to know.
No. It's not your fault.
Or his.
-Sometimes things just happ - -Oh, god!
I'm not interrogating you. Sorry, I'm gonna go...
Bye.
Hold on... Magda! Magda!
Relu...
Let me go, Relu...
Forgive me...
Let me...die...
...at home...
Let me...
Have some water.
Easy does it...
Small sips... that's it...
Forgive me! Forgive me...
-I'll tell him. I will. -Forgive me, son!
Forgive me...
I brought you your pills.
Forgive me, son!
I got it. Calm down. I'll tell Relu.
-Forgive me... -Please, calm down!
Teddy!
Teddy, forgive me, son!
Me, forgive you?!
Twenty years...
...with your pops.
And now he throws me away...
...like a rotten apple, man.
I just did...
...what I had... to do.
I didn't mean to...
What did you do?
Forgive me, son.
And tell your girl too...
...I'm sorry!
Let me die at home.
You?!
It was you, man?
So, you wanna die, huh?
You'll die when I say you can.
I've got your heart meds here.
Come get them.
Show some pity!
I am.
You’ve got a better chance than my boy did.
Magda!
Are you asleep, Magda?
Hey.
Wanna hang out?
Pizza?
Cheers, I'm looking for Mr. Emilian.
Are you the pizza delivery boy?
No. I'm Anghel.
From the Constanta Border Patrol.
I'm the director of the division...
How do you do!
I'm Emilian. Je suis Emilian.
I detect a touch of disappointment.
I’m used to it from women, after the fact.
But there it is already on your face, and we've just met.
Not at all, I was just expecting someone older.
I’m one of those prodigies. I could read when I was four.
How about a coffee?
I drove here from Constanta and...
There's a machine out in the hall.
Do you have any change?
Oh, never mind then.
Listen, I'm curious about something.
-From one state employee to another - -Right.
Where are we, anyway?
-In an office. -No, I meant, what institution?
See, I got a call yesterday from the higher-ups -
from the minister's office, I mean.
They said to come to Bucharest, gave me an address...
...and told me to ask for Mr. Emilian.
Jackpot! You found me.
But I haven't seen a single sign, no name plate, nothing.
I wasn't even told who you're with - the DOJ, IRS, NAFA, the DIIP or RIS...
The CIA, FBI, KGB... LOL, OMG...
Yeah exactly, so I was curious. You know how it is...
-We have to stick together... -Mister...
-Anghel. -Mister Anghel.
Let me save you the useless introspection
and any related questions about the way things work in this Universe.
On the human evolutionary scale, from monkeys to homo erectus,
you, sir, are a worm, squirming way down there in the mud.
As they say, you're a waste of space.
I only have to snap my fingers, and you're out.
This isn't a border checkpoint,
where some guy can bring in contraband smokes from Chisinau,
stick a hundred euro bill inside his passport,
and you look the other way, then get a new double-glazed window at home.
You got a call last night from someone, who talked to someone,
who talked to me,
and were told I wanted you to come to my office today at noon.
It's noon. And you're in my office.
It could also be that noon came and you weren't here.
Which do you choose? Option A or option B?
A, you show up. B, you don't show up.
Well... A. I show up. A.
Who's the geezer?
Come on, man!
Who's the geezer?
Mister Toma.
And what does he do?
Aside from nursing his prostate, which would be natural at his age?
Import... export.
Import, export... Come on, Anghel mate, stop stringing me along.
I know it's import and export, that's why I called you here.
But don't tell me he's only importing and exporting what's listed here.
Wheat, corn, linseed.
I want to know about what's not in the papers.
The rumors. The deals. The schemes.
Mister Emilian...
How would you feel about getting a visit from the DIICOT boys
first thing tomorrow?
What would they do?
So, what is the geezer importing and exporting?
People, well...
They say it's everything.
Define "everything."
Substances.
Vanilla extract?
Cinnamon?
Drugs. Class-A drugs.
That's what I'm talking about!
But we haven't ever turned up anything.
-I mean... -You know what they say.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
I doubt you have either.
No offense.
That will be the pizza.
Yes? Who's there?
Relu, from Bucharest.
I came to talk to Toma.
Those guys dropped another bomb.
Two of them killed themselves with one of those vests.
And they took 30 innocent people with them too.
Mostly women and children.
And for what?!
So they can go to heaven and get their 77 virgins.
'Cause that's what they're promised.
77 virgins.
I’d trade 77 virgins for a sinner any day.
The sinner knows best how to do what needs doing.
That's why she got kicked out of heaven.
They only kept the ones who don't know squat.
But if they don't know squat, what good are they?
77 or 7,000, it makes no difference.
It's like adding zero to zero.
What did they kill 30 innocent people for?
Nothing at all.
Just like the boy in my daughter’s belly.
My daughter’s boy - what was he guilty of?
He was innocent.
Maybe he was.
Maybe he was innocent.
Or maybe he wasn't.
See, Relu...
They say...
All Germans feel guilty about what they did in World War II.
Even those born today.
When they've grown, they feel guilty.
See, Relu...
Sins get passed down.
They stick to you.
Like the color of your eyes.
So say the experts.
I came to make a deal.
Relu.
You and I, we made a deal before.
And then you broke your promise.
The context was different.
So you think you can change the word you gave, based on the context?
But that's the main thing about it.
It holds firm, no matter the context. Otherwise...
It becomes a word like all the others that change based on context.
So, because of one word, you end up taking revenge on -
No, no.
No one took any revenge here.
See what happens when you live in a country like ours?
Where churches outnumber hospitals.
Where crazy old hags would kill you with their Christian mercy...
Just so they can kiss some holy relics.
People think life is split down the middle:
between fault and punishment.
Me too, I think life is split down the middle.
Between cause and effect.
Relu.
You know full well the cause of what happened.
Why are you marveling at the effect?
That's all this is.
Cause and effect.
So what happens from here on out?
You're asking me?!
I'm just a cog in the machine you set in motion.
What happens from here on out?
Relu.
At my age, I get tired easily.
Plus, my ulcer's acting up, so...
Mister Toma, what happens from here on out?
Cause and effect, huh?
Well OK then, Nico. And what would you have me do?
Search every inch of this park and take attendance?!
They haven't got chips up the ass so I can track them by GPS.
Yeah, OK, whatever.
Yeah, fine. Fine. I get it. I GET IT.
Suck my dick, you fucking whore!
Boss lady!
Mother-fucking bitch-ass cunt!
Hey, I'm in -
Good evening, mate.
Am I interrupting?
It would suck to give you a C-section in a public shithouse, don't you think?
What if you catch something after?
Pop Puiu...
So we do know each other.
That's what I thought.
But where from?
Was it the backgammon tables?
-Do you wanna take that? -No.
Check you out, shaking like a soprano's double chin.
What's with you, mate?
-Stop messing with me, Pop Puiu! -I'm not, man!
So tell me!
How do we know each other?
Let's hear it.
How do we know each other?
You're winding me up.
How... do... we... know... each... other?
Pop Puiu, man... I'm Tanase.
The Captain had me...
I killed you, man.
Really?
That's weird!
I don't feel dead.
Magda!
Get in, come on.
Yeah, man, but do you wanna know the great thing about it?
So, we'd come bust them up during the day.
See, these super-max thugs, doing 20 years and up,
they care fuck-all about five more.
So, every couple of days, they'll light shit up,
or slash a guard with one of those DIY shivs of theirs.
Or the mobster clans, they're the worst kind.
When those get antsy, watch out!
They start cutting each other. Ten against ten, twenty against twenty.
Fun times. Anyway.
So we'd come during the day, in full gear, to bust them up good.
Full gear?
What's "full gear" to you guys?
Mace cans and some rulers for their knuckles?
Mate, this is what full gear is about.
It means AK-47s, folding stock,
7,62 caliber guns, war ammo...
Yeah, I know, it's not what you guys had in Afghanistan, but it was rad.
Hold up! What did they use in Afghanistan?
They said on TV we only sent in paper pushers and show-offs.
Does this guy look like a paper-pusher to you?
Boss, I'm no match for you, but I do know how to use that -
Excel thing.
Go on, man, get on with it!
Guys, what really floors me...
I mean, aside from your sister when she gets on top.
So, we came busting in during the day, right?
Clubbing them, kicking their heads in...
Man, we could repaint the prison walls with the bloody pulp.
But when they got out, a lot of them called me up to grab a beer.
Just like the Talibans!
Why would they wanna get a beer with you, man?
Just like that, bro.
Sorry - just like that, boss.
Boss!
-Sir! -Why hold a grudge, man?
You've got your job, we've got ours. We're all just doing our job.
But when we’re in civvies, we can grill some steaks, have a party.
Hold on a minute, man! So you went?
Not just then. I still go.
If you're buying, I'm open to anything.
Mobster... gay... midget!
Even the Pope himself!
I'm off. Gonna go get my dick sucked real good.
Cheers, bros! Later, bye!
Don't forget about what I asked, OK? Please, yeah? That's right, work it!
What's the plan for tonight? Are we getting sloshed again?
What the fuck are you doing, man?
How about you watch where you're fucking going?
Answer me!
Jesus Christ!
Get back to the psych ward, you nutter!
What the hell, pops?! Can't you take a joke?