Drops of God (2023) s02e05 Episode Script

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[Issei breathing heavily]
[footsteps crunching]
[breathing heavily]
[insects chirping]
[typing on phone]
DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I'M
DOING ALL OF THIS TO SAVE THIS WINE!
[chuckles, in English] Where's Issei?
He'll be back tomorrow.
[in French] Had enough of me?
He had something to do.
And leaves you alone with a man like me?
Maybe you're the one
left alone with a girl like me.
Okay.
So, let's taste some wines?
Come on.
So, which one do we start with?
- This one?
- Wait. Let's first set the mood.
Mm-hmm.
["Summertime" playing on speakers]
Janis Joplin.
Great.
- Music, alcohol, pretty French girl…
- Stop messing around. Listen.
[music continues]
You know she hated her hometown?
She ran away as soon as she could
to California to change the world.
When I listen to it…
[singer, in English] Summertime…
[in French] …I think of a hurricane
that sweeps everything away.
[in English] Time, time
Child… ♪
[in French] Smell it.
- [inhales]
- [in English] The living's easy
- At first, the notes sound dissonant…
- Mmm.
…like there's no unity.
It's made from three grape varieties.
It's all over the place.
But in the mouth…
- [in English] Cotton's high ♪
- [guitar solo on speakers]
[Camille] Mmm.
[in French] It explodes.
Disorder becomes harmony.
[in English] Your daddy's rich…
[in French] The three grapes blend
into one.
Now, close your eyes.
[in English] …so good-looking, baby
[chuckles]
[in French] Close your eyes.
[in English] Now
- Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby ♪
- [Davit sighs]
[in French] Take a sip.
[in English] No, no, no, no
Don't you cry
Don't you cry… ♪
[music stops]
[in French] Can you still hear the music?
[music resumes, fades in]
[swallows]
Wine is like music.
It connects you to your emotions.
It repairs wounds.
- [swallows]
- [music ends]
"Clos Venturi."
Italian?
Corsica.
A small vineyard in the mountains.
Wonderful.
Another one.
["Valse de Melody" playing on speakers]
- Who's that?
- Shh.
[wine pours]
Hermitage, Jean-Louis Chave, 2009.
Linden…
honeysuckle…
[music continues]
I'm in a hammock… at home.
It's evening.
There's a gentle breeze.
It's rocking me to sleep…
My boyfriend is with me.
We're about to go for a drink,
but not right now.
Don't talk about your boyfriend.
It ruins everything.
Your turn.
I'm on a sailboat.
Light is streaming through
the curtains of the cabin.
[music fades out]
We've just made love.
Keep going.
[Davit] You're going back to France soon.
You're crying. You're lost.
I want you to stay.
[glass clinks]
No.
[inhales]
I will tell them to serve you dinner.
[door opens, closes]
[phone buzzing, ringing]
[in English] It's Tamar.
Is Issei there?
He's in bed.
Already? Is he okay?
He was very tired.
Are you still at Davit's place?
Yes.
Well, then I wish you a very nice evening.
[sighs]
[crickets chirping]
[sighs]
[Honoka speaking Japanese]
[giggling]
[grunting, straining]
[Hirokazu] Honoka? Honoka!
- Honoka! Honoka!
- [screaming]
- [in Japanese] Daddy!
- [Honoka] Help me! Help me!
[gasping, panting]
Help me…
[gasping]
[treadmill whirring]
[sighs]
[panting]
- [in Georgian] Hold it tight, okay?
- Mm-hmm.
And this one as well.
[Issei breathing heavily]
[in English] I didn't think
you'd actually make it.
And now… I have to keep my promise.
["Prayer" playing]
[music continues on speakers]
[in French] Do you know it?
[music continues]
No.
Tell me, what do you see?
A little child…
on his own…
It's winter.
It's cold.
He's lost.
No, he's not lost.
He's angry.
You know nothing about me.
[Camille] It's true.
You are not at all who I expected.
It's sad your family doesn't know
who you really are…
They don't care.
Tamar is not your father.
She was taught to hate you by him,
but it's not her fault.
Just like it's not your fault
your mother died.
It's beautiful.
And I know just one wine that matches it.
- [music ends]
- [phone ringing]
[in Japanese] Yes.
[in English] Where were you?
I tried to call you.
I'll tell you later.
Okay, uh, Davit says he wants to come
over and have a glass of wine.
Camille asks if Davit can come over
and taste your wine.
[in Georgian] Give me the keys.
- You can go as well.
- You won't need me today?
- I don't. Take the day off.
- Okay. As you like.
[engine starts]
[in French] I shouldn't have come.
Everything will be fine.
Yeah, sure.
Nothing's changed.
It still smells like shit.
[in Georgian] I didn't come armed.
[chuckles]
Sit, please, Davit.
[in English]
Are you gonna join us, or what?
[Davit, in Georgian]
The last time I saw you…
you were on a tricycle.
[Tamar] Hmm.
You've aged too.
Your hair is gray.
[sighs]
Let's drink.
'89. The year you were born.
The year I was born.
The year I was born and Mom died.
Mmm.
[Davit grunts]
You want us to talk? I'm here.
Okay.
[lively drum music playing]
[people cheering, laughing]
[cheers]
[performer singing folk song]
[in English] Hey.
[in Georgian] Thank you.
[in English] Are you okay?
Today they are happy.
Tomorrow it won't be so easy.
You know what I love about you?
What?
That you're fun.
Come on, Issei. We saved the wine.
Is something wrong?
Do you wanna go for a walk?
[performer singing folk song]
How old were you?
Three years old.
I think it was on Okinawa Island.
When I was three…
[sighs] …I remember the Kobe earthquake.
It woke me up in the middle of the night.
I was terrified. I thought the house
was going to fall on me.
My mother, she came to get me,
she took me to the garden, under the stars
and sang me a song to calm me down.
My mom…
she would've let the roof fall on me.
Except my mother swears it never happened.
When the earth shook,
she rushed into my room…
and I was sleeping.
I didn't notice anything.
Sometimes we mix up
what really happened, what we're told,
- what we imagine…
- For me, it's different.
I'm sure it happened.
Then I believe you.
[people chattering in Georgian]
[Tamar in English]
Come, Issei. Come with us.
[Camille] Let's talk later
when we are done here.
Yeah.
[people chattering in Georgian]
- [in Georgian] We take care of it.
- No.
[Tamar] I searched for you
on that mountain
- for so long.
- Huh?
[Tamar] We're here.
- [chuckles, speaking Georgian]
- [chattering]
- Hmm.
- [chuckles]
[Tamar] Hmm?
Nothing. Everything is just so different.
Is that Ketevan's?
[Tamar] Yes, that's the one you pissed in.
Mm-hmm.
- Come, come.
- Come.
[Ketevan] Come on, Davit. Let's go.
I was too young to remember that anyway.
Yeah, but I still remember that I got
a beating from my father afterwards.
[chuckles]
- [lock clicking]
- [door opens]
Come on, come on.
Let's choose.
- [Tamar] How many should we take?
- [guest] About 20.
[Tamar] We are expecting many guests.
[bottles clinking, scraping]
Davit, take this.
- It's enough. Take this.
- [Irakli] No, that's it. That's it.
- [Tamar] Take this.
- [Irakli] Let me, Mom.
- [Tamar] Let's go now.
- [guest speaks Georgian]
[Issei, in English] Are you okay?
- [Tamar, in Georgian] My dears.
- [guests speaking Georgian]
We have guests, so I'll say a few words.
[in English]
If we're all here today, together…
it's maybe thanks to God.
[in Georgian] Glory to God.
[in English] Uh, but above all,
it's thanks to you, Camille and Issei.
You helped us, uh, to remember that we…
we were once children.
And we are of the same blood, Davit.
Let's forget what was before,
and we forgive you, Davit.
[in Georgian] Let's drink. Cheers.
[people at table chattering]
Cheers.
[all chattering]
[in English]
I didn't drink wine for years.
It seems like I missed
something important in this family…
- [chatter stops]
- …my family… and thank you.
In two days, my life has changed
and I wanna thank you both.
I was a bully, and now I'm respected.
I don't know what happened.
I'm still the same,
same old kid that pissed in the qvevri.
[chuckles]
[Davit] Blasphemy.
But as long as we're here
to clean the dust,
did anyone of you ever bother
to ask why I did that?
Or did you just think that,
"That's him. He was born bad.
Nothing he can do about it."
Right?
[in Georgian] Tamar, you want
to tell them? Why it all happened?
- Davit.
- [Davit] I'm not done yet.
[in English] My father shot the dog
the day before.
He killed my dog
because he didn't like his barking,
or maybe because I loved him so much.
Because he was all I had.
He kept me warm
when I was afraid at night.
He protected me.
And none of them did, by the way.
And I don't remember her being there
when that happened.
[in Georgian]
I don't remember you saying anything
when my father locked me
in the cellar for three days.
In the dark.
Locked in the cellar with no light,
no food and no water. Nothing.
They took me out of there, exhausted,
and now, you say you forgive me?
You're the one who
should be asking my forgiveness!
- You should be on your fucking knees!
- [cup clatters]
[sighs deeply]
[breathes deeply]
You need to start packing,
because I'm selling all of this.
Everything. It's over, gone.
Burn it to the ground.
That's it.
- [door opens, slams shut]
- Let go of me.
[line ringing]
[automated voice] You called Davit
Abashidze. Leave a message. Thank you.
[in English] Voicemail. I'll try again.
[Issei] There's no point.
He's made up his mind.
He will calm down.
We've got involved
in a story that's not ours.
Give me back my phone.
You heard him.
In two weeks, all of this is gone.
Is that what you want?
This wine is beautiful,
and it's going to be lost.
Give me my phone back. Please.
[sighs]
Where are you going?
Come with me.
[people chattering in Georgian]
[Camille] Tamar.
I have an idea.
In two days, I have to be in Paris
for the First Vintage Contest.
It's one of the most important
competitions in the world.
It's reserved only to new wines
that have never been marketed before.
Like yours.
I can persuade them
to put your wine in the contest.
And it will win. I'm sure it will.
I don't want to win a competition.
You, no. But Davit, yes.
Leave Davit alone.
Tamar, the wine that wins this competition
becomes worldwide famous instantly.
Davit is a businessman.
He'll see his interest in it.
This will work, I promise.
You have to trust me.
You're not listening.
This wine will never be in a competition.
It will never be sold.
It's not made for that.
Now come, help us
move the wine to the monastery.
[Issei] You need to listen
to what she's saying.
She's the one not listening.
You're selfish…
just like our father.
[chattering in Georgian]
[wine bottles clinking]
You see? The wine is saved.
[knocks on door]
Yes?
[Ketevan] It's Ketevan.
[sighs] Thank you.
I don't know if I'll have the strength
to get up so early tomorrow,
so, I'll say goodbye now.
Thanks for everything.
Come back and see us, okay?
Come and see me too.
[breathes deeply]
- Good night.
- [Ketevan] Night.
Good night.
[sighs]
[footsteps in distance]
[knocks on Issei's door]
[Tamar] It's for you.
It's from 2021.
The last vintage.
There will never be another.
[sighs]
You can open one
if you're ever afraid of the dark again.
Thank you.
[Tamar] Good night.
[Issei] Good night.
[footsteps depart]
[Camille] Hello.
Oh. No. I keep it. Thank you.
[phone ringing]
[Issei groans]
[gasps, sighs]
[sighs]
Bitch.
[heavy rock music playing]