The Necessary Death of Charlie Countryman: The Making of 'The Necessary Death of Charlie Countryman' Page #4

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Yeah, my grandparents are Romanian.

How do you say I love you?

I like to send a single wildflower.

No, no, no. You got to say

that from the heart, Charlie.

You can't f*** around with that sh*t.

No, how do I say I love you in Romanian?

Oh, it's easy! It's easy. Te iubesc.

Te iubesc?

- Yeah.

So if I'm saying it to a girl, I say " iubesc, Gabi" or "Gabi, Te iubesc" or...

Te iubesc, Gabi. She'll

love it. Yeah, yeah.

After that?

I can make you happy.

- No, thank you.

It's impossible. It's

like Sophie's Choice!

You guys have got to help me.

Come on, guys! We can have a good time

without objectifying these women, surely!

Luke, it's a titty bar!

Look! She's perfect.

Yeah.

Come on, let's get you a

drink. What do you want?

One beer.

Beer.

Hey, hello!

- Hi.

Excuse me, madam.

I've got a medical situation.

Please let me introduces

ourselves. I'm John, this is Kevin.

We're here on business, you

see. We're looking at the club.

We think we might buy it!

How are your talking skills?

We definitely could do with

a couple of admin girls in the

the Romanian district of our office.

No.

Look over there. See?

What's wrong?

I came in my pants.

All right!

Hi, I'm Darko.

Darko? Really?

Really. There's a problem?

We have this bill here. It

seems pretty extravagant.

Me and my friends had a couple

of beers. He got a lap dance

and it says 9,900 lei.

Which is...

- It's crazy.

I see this is correct due to

your friend shooting his load.

His load? Are you serious?

How do I look to you

currently? Serious or unserious?

Yeah, serious.

Excuse me, Dorko.

My name is Darko. Darko.

And maybe if I put this

pen right into your a**hole

then write my name

inside, you will remember?

Something is funny?

Yeah. What you just said with

the pen-in-the-a**hole thing.

I mean you can't actually

write inside someone's a**hole.

It wouldn't actually help me remember.

How can you read

inside your own a**hole?

You wouldn't be able to read it.

A guy's who's head is cut

off and then stuck up inside.

That's not possible, is it?

If you cut his head off, he's not

going to be able to read anything

because he'll be dead and you're

not gonna do that, are you?

Come here.

- What?

Come here.

Darko, we're all

staying at a youth hostel

and they've been there for some

time, they've made some friends.

So they would obviously, they

would notice if we didn't show up.

And so if we can just

So if we were to come up

with a dollar figure...

Is this photo making

you stop talking a lot?

Do you know the man who I am with?

Because how you look now is people who

know this man look like when they see him.

Or is it the girl that you know?

Beautiful Gabriela?

Listen, boy.

Listen.

In my mind, this man is not in Bucharest

but it would be good for me to know if

my mind is wrong and he is in Bucharest.

Would it help our situation

with you if I did know?

Stay within yourself

now and try to breathe.

Okay.

Now tell me, what do

you know about this man?

I'm gonna have to call you with

that information after we leave here.

I really like your guts. I really do.

Come here.

Come here.

I will look into this

question by myself.

However, if I don't hear from

you tonight, latest tomorrow

your boyhood faces will be made into

pork rind to be eaten by my dogs.

And try to realize, my friend...

no matter where you go now...

this is how close I'm gonna be to you.

Here. Take it.

What the f*** was all that

sh*t back there, Charlie?

Are you in some Three Days of

the Condor sh*t or something?

No. It's Three Days of

Condor... It's nothing.

I'll see you guys later, yeah?

Yeah, alright.

What's his problem?

He's just found out that

the girl that he loves

could possibly be a

skank stripper, mate.

Genuine ho bag.

Hey!

You cannot sleep here, sir.

Hey!

Bela!

Good morning. Listen, I'm looking

It's evening, idiot.

Is it evening? It is

evening, it's evening.

You must leave Gabriela be.

She grieves for her father.

She has suffered enough at the

hands of rogues such as yourself.

Rogues open doors, Bela?

Bela, do rogues open doors? Please.

Get in.

I said if you find me, I would kiss you.

Are you drunk?

What is it?

Charlie, tell me.

I met Darko at his club.

Let's just talk about it another

time. I'm sorry I brought it up.

Darko? F***ing Darko?

Charlie, do you have any

idea what kind of a man he is?

Yes, of course. Yeah, I

have a very clear idea.

What happened? You tell me now.

There was an incident and my

friend had an erection, and so

And they took you to the office.

They took me to the office.

I played it cool.

You played it cool?

F*** yeah.

I'm sorry. I find that hard to believe.

Well, I did.

Gabi?

You, sir. You cannot be here!

Charlie? You seen Gabi of late?

She's not here.

She's not here, is she?

No.

Listen, I meant to ask you this before.

Okay, how can I put this?

Can you do that Dizzy Gillespie

thing with your cheeks?

You know, where he goes

all puffy-fish like?

Being the champion tubaist

- cocksucker you are reputed to be?

He was a trumpet player.

Come on, Charlie. Go on.

What?

If that's not the most woeful bit

of puffy-fishery I ever did see.

You know, it occurs to me, Charlie,

that maybe you're not a tubaist.

Maybe you're not even an actual f*ggot.

Maybe the truth of it is that

you've got designs on my wife.

What do you think, Gabi?

You were meant to ring me, darling.

You need to leave, Nigel.

Now.

The ass of an angel the brain of

a man, the aim of Annie Oakley?

Ever the total package, my Gabi is.

Let's say I give you 'til

tomorrow to seek me out

but that's the best I can do. Agreed?

Guess I'm off then, Charlie.

But we'll get a funny

face out of you yet, right?

Bela knows something?

Bela will always know something.

He's telling me that it was

my father who made Nigel leave.

How?

There is some kind of tape

of Nigel doing something

and my father used it to

make Nigel leave Bucharest.

This is the unfinished business.

With my father gone, Nigel and

Darko want to find the tape.

How does this happen? How do

you meet a man like this? How?

When I was a little

girl my life was music.

Only music.

And my father tried to introduce me to other

things, but there was nothing else for me.

To me it made no difference where I was

as long as I was playing.

What I did not know was that above

the caf there was a small flat.

And in this flat was Nigel.

And he listen to my playing as

he struggled with his injuries.

Every day he would hear me.

And every day he would become stronger.

One day, he approached me

He said my playing saved his life.

And he was the most

beautiful man I had ever seen

with his scars and eyes.

It's like some kind of wounded animal.

And I had no idea who

he was or what he did.

All I knew was that he said

my playing saved his life.

I learned a lot from Nigel.

You know, things I otherwise

would not have learned.

Over time, I learned what he was.

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