NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
LUCKY DAY
Jesus, this is so good. Another round for everybody.
Wacek is our man.
Who else upon winning eight thousand at arcade games
would actually buy drinks for everybody?
Cheers, Wacek!
Cheers!
Wacek!
You're the man!
-Pardon me. -It's OK.
I didn't mean it, really.
It's all good. I'm serious!
It's all good... all good...
One more for good luck, the fifth time. It's on me! How much?
It's 120, every time.
Oh, the funds are over.
What you mean, "Too bad"?
I've won once, I can win again.
Today is my lucky day.
Come on, no way he's gonna win twice.
Shh!
The motherfucker won again. I told you he'd win.
-No, you didn't. -Whatever, shut up and drink.
Another round for everyone!
Not so fast.
Woe to one who's hit the jackpot.
I beg your pardon, I played fair.
You can't win on my machines, and definitely you can't win fair.
I'll break your legs.
What about that next round?
What did you do to me, brut?
How am I supposed to stand at the bar now?
When I'm done here, you'll be shitting at the bar.
Out of pain!
Correct, it's a replica of the sword from Kill Bill, made in China.
You're lucky after all. It's an honor to be killed with such a weapon.
No, wait. You can't do that. It's my lucky day!
Your lucky day, my ass!
-You've been drinking again? -Danusia?
You're supposed to work your night shift. I'll clean up, just don't hit me, please.
What's with my legs?
One day I woke up, and I couldn't feel my legs.
And this piss-face hasn't been able to walk ever since.
The doctor said it's some sort of paralysis,
but he didn't know what caused it.
And the priest, just like a priest, grabbed the envelope,
started to complain it wasn't enough, said some prayers, but that didn't help.
It's not good...
Your dreams have been haunted by an evil spirit.
From what you've told me, it's an incubus.
-But will I walk again? -Walk?
You'll be lucky to stay alive.
It's a nasty demon.
He won't let go.
He'll get more dangerous with every new dream,
and whatever he does to you in your dream,
you'll feel it in real life.
Just think what's gonna happen if he breaks your neck in the dream.
Fuck the neck. I'm worrying about my dick.
OK, I'll try to help you, but I'm warning you,
it's not gonna be cheap, especially if you want an invoice.
Boss, what are we doing in this haunted forest? Do we wanna die?
I saw a sign at the entrance, it's a national park.
We can get a ticket for wandering here.
In order to defeat the demon, we have to join Wacław in his dream.
Do we have to get wasted together? Is there no other way?
Of course, there is even more than one. But none of them is as pleasant.
We'll need a special kind of alcohol, known as Call of the Wilderness.
It's gotta be the real one. Not some bootleg shit from uncle Vinny.
This potion is manufactured by a demon called the Forrest Evil.
I'm fine, thanks. I'll attend your funeral.
Come on, Domino.
Very good. One less to split the money with.
You never pay him anyway, boss.
Forrest Evil, my ass. Fucking weirdos.
Too late...
He's over there, boss!
Shut the fuck up, or I'm gonna gag you.
Or I'll just cut your balls off.
-Shit, there are two of them. We're... -Lucky?
No, we're actually fucked. Totally. We're just gonna keep watching.
-What now, softie? -Shit off, you runny piece of shit.
Why are you telling people my moonshine is no good?
How would you even know. No one's tried it but me.
I know because you're making it!
You lousy wiener!
If my stuff is so bad, then yours won't be much better.
-We're brothers, after all. -Twin brothers, in fact.
Anyway, it's not about the taste, but how bad you can get wasted.
True that. Cheers!
I'm gonna kill...
It's our chance! Grab one, I'll take the other one and let's scram!
Wait, Łukasz!
What is it?
Some deepshit is stealing your piss!
My piss? You went over there, not me!
Oh shit. You're right. Leave my piss alone!
Looser.
You're dead already.
Even if I don't catch you, you'll die after more than one drink.
We can't outrun them. They're twice as fast!
And three times dumber!
Only an idiot would actually steel your stuff!
Like your mama?
Exactly!
Wait, what did you call my mother?
I'm gonna kill you!
Well, fancy schmancy.
We can go back now.
What are you doing loitering around the park?
You're getting a ticket, unless you wanna work it out somehow.
Of course, let's work it out. Run!
Is there any other way besides alcohol, Bogdan?
There isn't. Believe me, Danusia.
Even the Bible says, "Overcome evil with good."
Do you all know the plan?
We'll have a drink, and we'll see what happens next.
Correct. Bottoms up!
-Where are we? -It's Brain Reset.
Excellent! Not only did we get wasted in real life,
but we get to do it again in the dream. And Wacek is paying for everything.
-I'm paying in my dreams too? -Sure. Cheer up, though!
You'll have no money, but you'll keep your life.
Besides, you know how to win at the arcades, don't you?
What if the freak shows up again?
Isn't this what we want?
Go for it, man!
What's wrong? Is it broken?
It's actually working OK.
Nobody's gonna be fucking me up in the ass, if you forgive my language!
Now!
Hello.
What's so fucking funny?
I've got friends, too.
Now!
Hande hoch!
One false move and I'll give the order to fire.
Yes, these morons will do whatever I say!
They won't back off.
I say fire, they'll shoot.
I tell them to give up, they'll give up.
If I tell them to eat shit, they'll eat it.
You're exaggerating a bit, dad.
They'll do it and ask for more...
Enough...
You deepshit! Kamil!
And you, the other jerkoff, whose name I don't know, kill him.
Your punishment will be sleeping in the loo.
-We sleep in the loo every night, though. -But tonight...
you're sleeping downstairs!
Victory!
Today's my lucky day. A round for everybody!
Hooray! Long live Wacek!
We're gonna get so wasted, finally!
-Yeah. What's your name by the way? -Don't know.
Let's hit the bar!
Please, excuse me!
It's all right. Really, it's all right!
THE END