Until Life Do Us Part (2021) s01e07 Episode Script

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[whimsical guitar music playing]
[man] My cousin said that things
in France are getting complicated.
Students are setting fire in the streets.
Police are beating people up.
Workers are on strike.
- [Joaquim] Why come this way?
- [man] Look.
That's the money
from the fight and the bet.
Oh, here, this is for the pain.
A few sips, and you'll forget
your face is completely fucked up.
[Joaquim] Why did we come this way, Tó?
[Tó laughs]
- [thud]
- [tires screeching]
- [men shouting]
- [Joaquim] What was that?
[Tó] Probably a wild boar.
[man, muffled] Fucking hell, Tó!
Always been a maniac behind the wheel!
Why did we even come this way, Tó?
Joaquim. Joaquim.
[pounding, rattling]
Whoa! Hey, congratulations
on the fight, man.
I heard that Spanish are
good at throwing punches.
That and tortillas.
- Tó! Come on, man. Tó!
- [breathing heavily]
A little care, please.
Thank you.
[Tó] I couldn't just leave him there.
He's my cousin.
He hasn't seen his family in six years.
He crossed half of Spain on foot.
If he hadn't got mixed up
with Communists in Lisbon,
he wouldn't have to flee
to France, would he?
Come on, for fuck's sake, Tó!
Look, it's not enough
that you have rocks for fists,
and now you wanna
have a heart of stone as well?
You're the one who's got shit for brains.
- What you gonna do?
- Calm down, I got this.
Don't say anything. Give me the money.
Blame your cousin.
- Zé, stay quiet.
- Don't make a sound, Zé.
Shh. Don't say anything.
[engine idling]
Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.
- Afternoon.
We just found this
in the middle of the road back there.
Maybe someone needs it.
- I'm going to check your trunk.
- The trunk?
Don't do it. Don't move. Don't move.
- Don't do anything! No!
- [officer 1] Hey!
Go, get him! Go, get him!
He's getting away!
- Hey! Stop!
- [officer 2] Go, go, go, go!
- [officers shouting]
- [panting]
[upbeat music playing]
[Zé] Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Get in, Zé! Get in! Zé, get in!
Get in, Zé! Quickly, get in!
- Fuck, Zé. Where's Joaquim?
- [panting] I didn't see him.
[theme song playing]
[in Portuguese] So much left unsaid ♪
Whenever I leave ♪
The bonds are
Made of concrete ♪
I'm staying on this stop ♪
Yes ♪
Save your next trip for me ♪
There is love if there is a will ♪
Make me miss you no more ♪
[panting]
[solemn instrumental music playing]
[grunts]
[groans softly]
- [Joaquim gasping]
- [gun cocking]
- [laughter]
- [Daniel in English] Well, look at you.
So, I think that was the first time
that the Tiger of Raia ever found himself
with his tail between his legs.
- Not many people can say, like I can
- What?
- that it was love at first death threat.
- [all laughing]
No, no, no, no.
Eros and Thanatos, Grandpa.
[Daniel] Huh?
Ladies and gentlemen,
Marco-pedia in action.
- A round of applause.
- Tell us.
So okay, Eros is love,
which is the life instinct
and Thanatos is the death instinct.
They go hand in hand.
As a matter of fact, it's very common
for people to fall in love
in dangerous circumstances.
Because adrenaline amplifies our emotions.
So it's normal.
Your love talk
inspires erectile dysfunction.
- Stop it.
- [all laughing]
The French actually call it
"la petite morte".
Hmm? The female orgasm
because it's like a little death.
Oh, come on, is this appropriate
for the dinner table?
- Come on.
- It's forbidden to forbid.
- [Vanessa groans]
- Exactly. Blow off the roof.
The rain belongs to the people!
Watch the table!
There's nothing worth listening to here.
I'm going to bed.
Join us, comrade,
and the sun will shine for us all.
- Cheers.
- [Luísa] Hang on, dear.
I'm coming with you. I'm tired.
Excuse me. Good night, darlings.
- Look.
- [Joaquim] Hmm?
I want you in bed before midnight.
- [Joaquim] Hmm.
- [Luísa] Hmm?
Behave yourself.
[Daniel] Whoa.
That one's for you. No, that's yours.
Drink it. Just drink it.
To the Tiger of Raia.
[Joaquim] Oh, come on. [chuckles]
[grunts]
It's already hitting me hard.
[Rita and Marco laugh]
You deal.
[Rita laughing]
[Marco] Let's go. Ten euros, yeah?
- Oh, here we go.
- Bring it on, boys.
[pleasant music playing]
[Joaquim] There we go.
Ah.
[Marco] Hmm.
[exhales sharply]
Mm.
This isn't the first time
I've had a gun pointed at me.
Yeah, but this may be the last time.
You wanna become a widow
before we get married?
Huh?
[breathing heavily]
My name's Joaquim.
Also known as the Tiger of Raia.
And I'm on the run from the police.
- Tiger?
- Uh-huh.
More like a baby bird
who fell out of his nest.
[solemn instrumental music playing]
[pleasant music playing]
You're totally tripping out, dude
[indistinct conversation]
[sighs]
[blows, sniffs]
[Dário] Okay. Um
This is the last will and testament
of Mr. Joaquim Paixão.
I quote the deceased.
"No priests or churches."
"I want the wake to be at the villa."
"Everyone should have fun."
- That's it?
- Mm-hmm.
"Everyone should have fun"?
I think Granddad wanted an Irish wake.
- What's that?
- But the Irish are all choirboys.
It's a big farewell party
where the family and friends
have a few drinks and food.
- No, no, no. Inappropriate.
- That sounds fun.
- [Marco] An Irish wake.
- [Rita] An Irish wake? So?
- [Vanessa] Not fun. Mom doesn't want that.
- [Rita] It is.
- [Marco] She'll understand, Mom.
- [Vanessa] No. It makes it It just
Irish, German or Thai.
Doesn't matter.
We're going to do
exactly what Joaquim wanted.
[somber piano music playing]
[crying]
This one? What do you think of this?
That's the one Dad wore to my wedding.
Which one? The first, second or third?
[wind chimes tinkling]
- Not this one. I'd like to have this one.
- Okay.
Uh, this one?
What do you think about this one?
No, Vanessa. Wait, I've got an idea.
Natália, this is a funeral.
Not your third wedding.
Sorry, but this makes more sense.
- Doesn't make sense at all.
- Of course it makes sense.
Don't be It doesn't make sense.
This is ridiculous.
- All right, shoes. We have to decide
- I'll take care of your father's shoes.
And, Vanessa,
listen to your sister
for once in your life
and tell the funeral home
to dress your father in his boxing outfit.
And now, if you don't mind,
I'd like to be left alone.
[Vanessa sighs]
TIGER OF RAIA
[somber instrumental music playing]
[Luísa sighs]
[groaning softly]
You're not telling me the whole story.
You, uh Do you know Tó Carrapato?
- You mean the smuggler?
- Yeah.
Yeah. I know him.
He's married to my cousin.
Well, he was the one
driving the car earlier today.
Are you involved in politics?
No, no, no, no,
I don't care about those things, no.
Ah. So that means
you're a man without conviction, then.
[inhales]
[chuckles softly]
You know, I've had fights
that lasted ten rounds
where I took less of a beating.
[Luísa sighs]
I need to know who you are
so I can decide if I'm going to help you.
So sit with me.
Sit down and have a drink with me
and I'll tell you about my whole life.
[Luísa scoffs] That won't get you far.
Do you think this is easy for me?
Do you?
Have you ever been on the run
from the police, all beaten up?
While at the same time
trying to flirt with a girl
who is more interested
in pointing a gun at you?
[vehicle approaching]
[dogs barking]
- Shh, shh. Shh.
- They found me.
[Joaquim groans]
[footsteps approaching]
[shushes]
[groaning softly]
[gripping instrumental music playing]
- [whispering] Come on.
- [groaning softly]
- [hisses in pain]
- Shh.
[vehicle door closes]
[vehicle door closes]
[engine starts]
[vehicle departing]
You're still here?
If you didn't mind,
I'd like to stay for the funeral.
Your son-in-law
was a fucking hell of a guy.
- My father-in-law.
- Exactly.
[serene music playing]
[beeping]
[Marco] Wait, I
I've been looking for you for days.
This is the second galaxy
I've been to today.
[man] I told you the third time
you stood me up would be the last.
[Marco] My grandpa died.
[man sighs] I'm really sorry.
[Marco] Hmm.
[both laughing softly]
[knock on door]
- [Rita] Marco.
- [Marco] Wait a second.
My sister's being annoying.
[sighs]
[knock on door]
- [Rita] Are you there?
- Yeah. [sniffles]
[sighs]
Hey, so
[Marco sniffles]
- Have you been crying?
- No, it's the, uh, VR goggles.
[sniffles]
Grandpa is in the living room.
Do you want to see him?
I just can't do it.
I'm going to need your help.
[exhales]
[inhales shakily]
[exhales]
[sniffles]
- [Marco] Can we meet up today?
- Are you sure?
[Marco] Yes. On the honor
of a regretful bear.
[man] Look at Fatty.
Last week he bought
Han Solo's Falcon, and now this?
[Marco] That guy has
always been a showoff.
[exhales]
[sniffles]
[exhales slowly]
Faith over fear, Marco.
Virilix will not let you down, my friend.
[exhales]
You're totally tripping out, dude.
THE TIGER AND THE STINGRAY
I don't understand.
So it's not the Tiger and the Raia?
That's not the right raia.
You wrote stingray.
"The Tiger," space, "of Raia."
- Hmm?
- [Eva] Ah.
Not stingray. The border, raia.
- Calm down.
- "The Tiger of the Border"?
Yeah.
Angélica.
- [instrumental music playing on speakers]
- [birds chirping]
[serene instrumental music playing]
[inaudible conversation]
I need to tell you something.
[Vanessa] Hmm.
Did you get a boob job? They're huge.
- Uh
- Unbelievable. You got a boob job.
You just had to
make this day about you, didn't you?
[pleasant music playing]
You came from nothing
and to nothing you will return
[man] The Voyager probes
were launched into space in 1977.
They've probably gone
beyond the solar system by now.
They travel at a speed
of about 50,000 kilometers per hour.
They basically just transmit information
about life on Earth, things like
photos of animals, for example,
but also greetings in different languages,
music by Bach, and [chuckles]
the sound of the first days
of first passion because
one of the scientists
working on the project
had just begun dating.
And so she asked if there was
any way they could transform the the
The beating of her heart
into a form of communication.
I I think it's so beautiful
that in an infinite universe
there exists
a species that's insignificant
and that presents itself to the cosmos
as a beating heart
that is filled with love.
[chuckles softly]
I know, sometimes I sound like
a Jehovah's Witness for astrophysics.
[chuckles]
[Marco sighs]
It's a shame we didn't
get to see your grandpa's bats.
[wind chimes tinkling]
[distorted flapping of wings]
[screeching]
[Marco sighs]
I can always come back another day.
[footsteps approaching]
[bouncer] Well, in the grand scheme
of things, existing isn't the norm.
Think about it.
The universe is nearly
14 billion years old.
Homo sapiens, us,
we've existed for 200,000.
- Or so.
- Hmm. That is so true.
Came from nothing,
and to nothing you will return.
That's what I'm sayin'.
And yet, you're lucky enough
to live on this stunning planet of ours,
in a country not at war,
with a woman who loves you.
Damn, man,
you know you won the lottery of life?
You need to be more grateful
because you won't get another.
It's the only one you get.
Hmm?
Live more and complain less.
Whoa, man, hold on a second.
That shit was so super-heavy.
Come on, man, you're getting me depressed.
Need to be careful what you say,
you can't drop something like that.
- Okay.
- But you're right, my friend.
I'm going to call my wife
and ask her out to dinner tonight.
All right. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
My condolences.
- My heartfelt sympathy.
- Thank you.
[kissing]
[softly] Go and check on the kids, please.
They haven't shown up yet.
You don't pick up your phone.
I've been calling you.
Do you plan funerals now as well?
What's up?
I, uh
I think I'm going to go outside
to get some fresh air.
Should we go with you, Mom?
No, you stay here and welcome the guests.
I'm okay.
You have to help me.
I can't do this on my own.
Stay calm, I'll be there with you.
Take off your clothes.
Uh, I don't think that's a good idea.
Fuck, man, you're a police officer.
Isn't it your job to protect and serve?
Hold on. I'm here
because I'm a police officer?
Take it off! Take them off.
Or help me take them off.
Just take your [panting]
[Rita breathing heavily]
[somber instrumental music playing]
- [sighs]
- [Rita crying]
Shh. Easy. Easy. Easy.
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on, calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
Easy. Easy.
[sighs]
[sobbing]
What is it? help me out here.
Am I doing something wrong, Marco?
I don't know. I, uh
I've never been with anyone before.
Don't worry.
Losing your virginity is kind of like
the big bang that
created the universe, you know?
At first it might seem scary,
but then, magnificent things
can definitely come out of it.
You're such a little nerd.
[chuckles]
And sweet.
But there is more to it.
I'm asexual.
But I'm not aromantic.
Okay, I know what asexual is,
but I've never heard of "aromantic."
I just mean
I I don't feel any sexual desire.
But I get romantically attached, you know.
I'm simply not into physical contact.
I I like being into someone,
I really like to be in love, but
I don't know, loving someone
and not having sex
at our age is kind of like,
is like wanting to go to the moon
when everyone else is going to Mars.
[chuckles]
Sorry, I just
I'm not good at making space analogies.
I don't know if you understood
what I'm trying to say.
I got it. It wasn't It wasn't that bad.
You're the first person that I
That I've kissed.
I'm just so tired of feeling like this.
I feel like I need to do something
to stop being this way. I think that's it.
Yeah?
Marco, today doesn't seem like
the best day
for you to make that decision.
We can take it slow for now, okay?
May I?
I bought a dealership.
I need you to take photos
of the cars for the website.
I can't. I have the funeral.
[Jorge] Get your wife to deal with that.
Think I wanna take photos of shitty cars
on the day of my father-in-law's funeral?
Dad, uh, this is Filipe. This is my dad.
Your mother would like you
to spend some time with your grandpa.
- Hi, Filipe.
- Hi. How are you?
You look familiar. Have we met before?
- Whoa, look at this piece of junk, man!
- [Filipe] I'm not sure.
- [Jorge] Ah.
- [knocking]
They don't make these anymore.
Wanna sell it?
- I'll take it off your hands right now.
- It's not for sale.
What? Come on, it's scrap metal.
Maybe, but my son and I
are going to restore it.
- We are?
- [Jorge] A thousand euros, cash.
- Take it or leave it.
- I'm not selling.
Thousand euros.
No one else will offer you that.
Daniel, come here, son.
Take the money.
I can't. It belonged to Joaquim.
I'm not selling.
We need that money
to pay for the funeral. Hmm?
If Joaquim was still alive
and you were dead,
don't you think he'd do the same for you?
Do what?
Sell this old thing to pay for my funeral?
No, son.
But I know he would sell
all your camera equipment
to pay for your funeral.
[breathes deeply]
[somber instrumental music playing]
[Armando] Rita.
Rita.
My grandparents were married for 50 years.
[Armando] I've only been married
for seven and a half, God knows.
No, I'm not saying that it's a burden.
It's an adventure. An achievement.
You have a very romantic view of marriage.
[Rita] If it's not for love
then why are you married?
I came here with the best of intentions.
Actually, I came here
because you asked me to. Hmm?
I know.
Thank you for the tough love, Captain.
"The Tiger and the Stingray"?
[Marco] Hmm?
Look.
Oh.
[Rita laughs]
[both laughing]
Oh, my God.
- Okay
- Sweetheart.
Let the kids be.
Everyone has their own way of grieving.
[Rita and Marco continue laughing]
- They're a strange family.
- Aren't they all?
Stop it. Stop it, stop it, come on.
[pop song playing]
[sighs]
[in Portuguese] Maps are not made
To come back ♪
If the end of the trip is not arriving ♪
It's whoever gets more lost ♪
Whoever finds himself ♪
And today I burn in the shadow ♪
I lost peace at war ♪
That she brings ♪
[in English] Ecstasy. Oh, yeah, bitch.
Mmm.
[in Portuguese] If what I want ♪
Is what I don't want ♪
I lost peace ♪
[in English] What's that smell?
You want some?
Dário! Dário! Oh, my God! [moans]
[yells] You animal!
Aren't you going to say anything?
Congratulations.
Come on, it sounds like
you're paying your respects.
- Oh, God, I'm sorry.
- Seriously.
I'm sorry. It's not you.
I'm sorry, honestly.
It's just Ugh!
Oh, how can I explain? I feel like
I'm in a [exhales sharply]
tutti-frutti salad of emotion.
- Oh, it's
- [chuckles]
Death, divorce, babies,
everything's been put into the blender.
- [mimics blender whirring]
- [laughing]
Hey now, please don't
put my little baby in the blender.
That's not good. [laughs]
[both laughing]
- I'm going to be an aunt! Aah!
- Yeah!
[knock on door]
- [door opens]
- Yes?
[Natália] Mommy!
Amazing. Hot milk and honey.
- [Vanessa] Hmm.
- [Natália] Mmm.
You know you don't
need to do this anymore.
Of course, I had to.
When Daniel dies,
all I ask is that you don't forget
to give your kids hot milk and honey. Huh?
- [Luísa chuckles]
- [Natália] Hmm.
You don't have to pretend
to like it, dear.
Your father always tried
to cover up for you.
All those times
he'd flush the toilet right after you.
- Poured the milk into it.
- [Natália chuckles]
- Oh. You knew that?
- [Luísa] Look, darling.
I'm starting to lose the plot.
But I've never been a fool.
[all chuckle]
Mom, if you knew that we'd
always dump the milk in the toilet,
why did you keep giving it to us?
Because if I didn't, then who would?
[sighs contently]
This food is just so amazing. [chuckles]
It's like, uh, eating a sweet,
ripe pear at Christmastime.
I have never had a pear.
We don't have those sort of luxuries here.
But you have apples, right? Hmm?
Eat a pair of those. [chuckles]
I really hope you're better
at boxing than you are at puns.
[both laugh]
Who taught you how to cook like this?
I taught myself.
Out of necessity, for pleasure.
I am going to open a restaurant.
Mm. But you won't be able
to do that around here.
I'm not staying around here.
I'm saving money to go to Lisbon.
Do, uh, you have any family?
My father and brother. They live in Paris.
And your mom?
Sorry. I I didn't know.
I, uh I'm really sorry.
[breathes deeply]
Um
Well, um, I think it's probably best
for you to hit the road now.
Of course. Yes.
Wait a minute.
[groans softly]
They belong to my father.
Maybe they'll fit.
[groans softly]
[groans]
[Luísa] What a prank
you pulled on me, you rascal.
They say that grief
makes you feel confused,
numb and dull.
It's the opposite for me.
I can't remember
the last time I was this lucid.
But then again, I can't remember
much these days, can I?
Joaquim,
this head of mine
is only going to get worse.
What if I forget you?
What if I forget us?
[sighs]
What was it our grandson said?
We love and we die.
[melancholy music playing]
[serene instrumental music playing]
[melancholy music playing]
[pleasant music playing]
Men don't cry!
[groans softly]
[groaning]
Ah. [inhales sharply]
[groans]
Oh, no.
[Dário speaks Spanish]
- [in English] This one.
- [Dário groans]
[exclaims in pain]
Oh, what did I do?
So here's the deal. Uh, we need
to be careful when we transport it
because it can't get damaged.
We just need to paint it and we're done.
We can put a pallet underneath it,
uh, to take it.
- Look here.
- [groans]
This part here
probably needs to be dismantled
so this bit doesn't get damaged.
We can put it back together
[vehicle approaching]
- [engine idling]
- [hand brake cranks]
[engine stops]
I'm late.
But I brought company.
[gasps] Oh. Tó Carrapato.
Come here, give me a hug, man.
Oh, my God, it's been so long.
[Tó] Mm.
- Have you eaten?
- I had a sandwich on the way here.
That's it? You must be starving.
Tonight you're going to have dinner
with the Paixão family. Come on.
- Take my arm.
- Oh! [laughs]
Oh.
What time is it?
- [Marco] 7:30.
- [Dário] Hmm?
- Anyone want to get breakfast?
- At night.
[Dário] Hmm.
Come on, man, don't be sad now.
I'm gonna restore this piece of junk
and sell it to some poor moron
who'll buy just about anything
because it's vintage.
It is vintage.
[whimsical music playing]
What? Man, come on.
Men don't cry. Come on. You look awful.
Chin up, chest out and stomach in, huh?
I'll call you later for the photos
[groans, coughs]
Never take your eyes
off the Tiger, asshole.
[coughing]
[Dário chuckles]
Give me a ride.
Do I know you? I don't.
- Your fly is undone.
- Hmm?
- [Jorge coughing]
- [zips]
- [Daniel] Time to make a toast?
- Oh. Very well.
- Your eyes.
- That one.
[Daniel] Shall we do a toast?
- Of course.
- Yes, let's.
Look. Every year
- [Natália] Just a little. That's fine.
- That good?
Every year I would send him
a bottle of this for Christmas.
Hmm. Since 1968,
you've never once forgotten.
[Vanessa] Go on.
Well, all right.
To the Tiger of Raia.
[all] To the Tiger of Raia!
Not one more lighthouse keeper
to the Berlengas!
[all] Not one more lighthouse keeper
to the Berlengas!
[Natália] Excellent.
[coughing]
- [all chuckle]
- [gags]
- Give her a slap on her back.
- I warned you.
Yeah, I know. I know. I warned you.
This is very strong. Oh.
You. You little rascal.
[lively instrumental music playing]
[inaudible conversation]
[emotional music playing]
[chuckles softly]
[serene instrumental music playing]
Are you sure these shoes are my size?
My toes feel a bit tight, to be honest.
[chuckles]
You're getting very grumpy
in your old age.
You were much funnier when we first met.
[somber instrumental music playing]
[engine starts]
[Joaquim] Would you like
to hear a funny story?
It goes like this.
Once upon a time,
a little bird fell out of its nest.
[Luísa and Joaquim chuckle]
[Joaquim] And this little bird
thought it was a tiger.
[exhales deeply]
[sighs]
[theme song playing]
[in Portuguese] So much left unsaid ♪
Whenever I leave ♪
The bonds are
Made of concrete ♪
I'm staying on this stop ♪
Yes ♪
Save your next trip for me ♪
There is love if there is a will ♪
Make me miss you no more ♪