Romina, VTM

People think that we are lucky because we were born by the sea.

All the fun is here, we don't have to travel for miles for it.

They come in the weekend or for a week,

they leave behind their worries, exams…

work, respect and empathy.

Wow, I've paid 15 lei for that drink!

Watch were you're going, cow!

They don't have time to be nice.

They're here to have fun, not to care about the others.

That's why I've always divided people between "them" and "us".

They come, devour and leave.

When the holiday season ends, we're the only ones left.

What are you doing, Romina?

Are you writing Gino's next song?

I was just fooling around.

I think you miss Mr. Superstar too much, if you started singing.

This will be a full weekend in Costinești, for sure.

-I hope there won't be just poor people. -You have plans?

I do.

To get rich tourists that buy gifts to impress me and I play hard to get.

-But you keep the gifts. -Of course.

People from Costinești have self-respect.

Of course. We are only two beaches away from Mamaia.

Let me help you.

Come on Vali, don't you know better?

A few years ago, I could carry the luggage and you.

I was a kid back then.

-And now? -I grew up.

I hope they haven't left. It took you half an hour to do your hair.

Come on, mom, I'll find aunty.

Who are you looking for? You don't know what she looks like.

If she's anything like your mom…

I'll definitely recognize her.

-There they are! -There's Mihai!

So, all the beauty went on this side of the family!

How are you, cousin?

Hello, aunty.

Look how big he is, Mom, he's almost as tall as I am.

Hello!

-Welcome. -Welcome.

This is Sebi, my best friend.

Let me look at you! You grew up. He's a big boy, sis.

I'm the same as last year, you just don't remember.

Yours isn't bad either.

I've set up your rooms and I've fixed something to eat. Let's go!

Allow me! I would hate for you to ruin your manicure!

-Be careful with that, please. -No worries.

I like simple tourists.

My dad's place is filled with working people anyway.

-It's old school. -Not really.

Especially since Gino sings there.

-Oh, Gino is coming today, right? -I hope so.

How long has it been since you've seen each other?

-Three months? -More or less.

Why didn't you visit him? Bucharest isn't that far.

I wanted to, but he said he's busy, that he had a bad vibe… I don't know.

I can't wait for him to come and finally talk.

Yeah, that's exactly what you're going to do, talk…

Leave her alone.

At least, she has someone.

Gino and I know each other since toddlers. We practically grew up together.

Gino!

-You missed me, admit it. -A little.

Did you see my latest upload? 50.000 views.

-You've just uploaded it? -No, it's a week old.

Last summer, my song made you a million views.

But, if you count everything from then until now, it's another million, right?

Don't worry, girl, Gino will make a million again.

I was in Bucharest all day talking to managers and all.

Yeah, you were too busy to pick up the phone.

The season started here. It's full of tourists.

Poor people that come by train?

So what? My dad always says that poor people have the most fun.

This is what I wanted to talk to you and Mr. Stefan about.

I don't think I'll be singing at your place this year.

What do you mean?

Is Sebi hitting on your mom?

No, he's just friendly with everyone.

Have you learned to play the guitar?

Yes. I'm going to the Conservatory next year, I told you.

Wow, you're still such a nerd!

Don't worry about it, this is our year, I'm telling you.

You strum the guitar, I charm them with words,

chicks will drop like flies.

This is our summer.

No. I brought my guitar to sing on the street,

to make some money and help my mom out, you know.

Wow, bro, don't ever do that when you're with me,

or people will think we're poor.

And we're not?

Really, Vali, you want to go back to Bucharest a virgin again?

I forgot you're suddenly a ladies' man…

Who, me? The whole resort knows me.

I'm sure the whole seaside knows you.

-Right. -Except they all rejected you, right?

Who told you that?

It's a myth.

Nothing words can't fix.

Yes?

Can I help you?

You want a room?

I know you, right?

You live here.

-Man, who's that? -Rebecca.

You said you're charming them with words.

For three months I've been trying to talk to her and I can't.

-Next time, I'll win her over. -Yeah, right.

A lot has happened in Bucharest, Romina.

I've received another offer.

-Have you told her, honey? -"Honey"?

This is Pamela. She's a dancer.

We got close filming a music video.

What do you mean, you got close?

Do you know who's her dad?

He owns three restaurants in Mamaia.

And he's a manager.

He gave me a chance.

Pamela put in a good word.

You know the most important thing for me is my career, Romina.

Honestly?

You should be happy for us.

Come back later.

So I've been waiting for you like a fool

and you hooked up with nails and eyelashes here?

No. Pamela and I are compatible.

I'm a Capricorn, she's a Pisces.

Everything just… clicked.

But you will always be my first love.

-Back when no one knew me. -Really? You're a star?

Ever since I wrote all your songs!

I know, baby, that's why I respect you so much.

I'd like us to stay friends, maybe even business partners.

You write some good songs for me, I'll even pay you.

One hundred… two… as much as you want.

Make it 150, halfway.

OK.

I have loads of money.

I'll let this one slide, because you're upset and I get it.

I hope we can stay friends.

Just like the song says,

"You were the first one who stole my heart."

I know the lyrics, you asshole, I wrote it!

Wow! Did you see that?

If you want to, I can slash his tires tonight.

Better not. I think that was Pamela's car.

And you don't wanna know what a mobster her father is.

-Mirela, that boy… -It's the hormones! He's dreaming.

But as soon as Nicu is back, he stops visiting Mihai.

-Tell me about your job. -It's great! I make 800 euros a month.

-But just for the summer? Two months? -I'll pay some debts.

I hope so.

Bro, I'm telling you.

In Costinești, life's good all year round.

But during summer…

I have two words for you.

Wo-men.

The girls here are okay, too.

But they want relationships.

And the tourists are here for how long?

A week or two.

And what do they want?

Sex, fun, alcohol, sex…

sex…

This will be our summer.

And my pimples are gone.

I hear you, Mihai. And we will go and meet women.

But, before that, I'll take my guitar

and sing on the street for some money and to help mom.

-Are you in? -No!

You want to do that now?

-Why not? You can show me around… -Nothing changed since last year.

Maybe there are new potholes.

Or maybe the punching bag machine is broken.

-Oh, no… -And there are…

four new shawarma places.

-Nice. -Yes.

But, regarding the begging, I can't help you out, bro.

Maybe if I could play an instrument… otherwise, what would I do?

Just sit around like a monkey? You want me to dance?

I think you'd be very helpful.

Go!

See, you're perfect!

Sorry, bro… I can't help you.

I want to keep myself fresh for tonight.

I'll rest a bit

and I advise you to do the same, but you know better.

Do as you wish.

See you there.

Dad didn't even care that he didn't have a singer anymore.

I knew he was a punk,

but I wanted to stay out of it,

so you wouldn't say that I am like those parents who are meddling.

But when I lay my hands on him, I'll show him!

Dad, stop fighting with imaginary people, your blood pressure will go up and…

I care more about the restaurant.

OFFER

Don't worry about the restaurant.

-Who will sing now? -Me.

Just like I did before that no-good came along.

What about your health?