Love & Vodka

- No tears. - No tears.

Um,

we'll see each other again soon.

Okay.

- Promise. - I promise.

Violence along the Eastern border.

Ukrainian forces have

engaged the Russian troops

in what officials are calling

the most significant

military confrontation

since the annexation of Crimea 2014.

Meanwhile, diplomat.

My dearest Bobby, I should be with you

by now in Michigan.

Kyiv, 2020.

Here you go, another water on the house.

Thanks, Bruce.

What you working on this time?

A new script.

Ooh, is that the one with the couple?

Nope, it's a new one.

Really?

What happened with the

one with the guys downtown?

Oh, man.

How many scripts have

you actually finished?

How many songs have

you actually finished?

A lot, just signed a record deal.

And you, any movies in the making?

That's fantastic.

That's what I thought.

Hi.

Hey.

Oh, hey, watch it.

I am so, so sorry.

I didn't see you there.

How could you, you fell on me?

What were you doing lurking

in an alleyway behind a bar?

It's called getting lost.

You should try it.

Look, I am really, truly sorry.

If you're lost, I can help you out.

No, thank you.

Seriously, I'm from Bay City.

I know this place like the back of my

hand, unfortunately.

I'm fine, just waiting, okay?

Well, let me wait with you at least.

Seriously, look at me, I'm harmless.

I just ran out of the

bar because, you know,

I didn't wanna face that hunk there. And...

And then how do you expect to protect me?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

I actually expect you to protect me.

- Oh, okay. - Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. (Crowd murmuring)

Where are you from?

Ukraine.

The Ukraine?

Wow.

You are lost.

There is no "the".

Sorry?

What?

It's just Ukraine.

I mean, it'd be like

if you called Michigan.

- Huh? - The Michigan.

Oh, I see.

What are you writing?

It's a script for my screenwriting class.

I have to write a scene

where two people fall in love.

Wow, let me see.

I'm very good at falling in love.

Oh, are you now?

Yes.

People falling in love

with me all the time.

I know exactly the things they say.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Read with me.

- Now? - Now.

No, no, no, no, no.

This is just the first draft.

No, no, no.

No excuses.

Just read with me.

Okay.

What's wrong, babe?

Oh, this is bad.

Why do you read one line?

I know, but lovely people don't say babe.

Babe is for gross people.

Gross?

Do you want gross people or

lovely people in your script?

Okay.

Or what do lovely people call each other?

Lovely people have lovely names

that we like to be called.

Okay.

Like Katya?

Katya?

Who's called Katya?

Me.

Nice to meet you.

What's your name?

I'm Bobby.

Nice to meet you Bobby.

Nice to meet you Katya.

Okay.

They will be Bobby and Katya.

I will be Bobby.

You will be Katya.

Well, how does that make sense?

You really more of a Katya anyway.

Okay, okay, fine.

Let's hear your Bobby.

Okay.

What's wrong?

I'm sorry.

I don't feel like I can

do anything right with you.

Why does that,

why does there have to be

right way to the things?

I'm really starting to think

that I'm a terrible writer.

I mean.

Oh.

Why would,

why would you come here if

you were feeling like this?

Because when I met you,

you were this stranger who seemed bigger

than my entire world.

This beautiful, genuine mystery.

And now I'm in love with you.

And you're still very much a stranger.

It's got...

How do you say potential?

Oh, I have to go.

I'm going back to Ukraine tonight.

Oh, come on now.

What?

I can't just meet somebody like you

and then have you

disappear halfway around the world.

No, no, no.

Here, let me get your email at least.

Okay.

And do they have Instagram in Ukraine?

Yes, we have Instagram in Ukraine weirdo.

Okay, give me that too, weirdo.

Weirdo?

Weirdo.

Weirdo.

Okay, never mind.

Okay.

You should write me, okay?

You're crazy if you think I'm

not already drafting something.

Budmo. Cheers!

Oh, okay, so, budmo.

Cheers.

That's okay, okay.

And then the other one was...

So, every Ukrainian babuña, babucia,

Grandmother, Grandma.

Has their own version of borscht.

Okay, do you make borscht?

Please be careful.

I will.

Don't let her take advantage of you.

She's not like that, mom.

You barely know her.

We've been communicating for a year now.

You never know, Bobby, it's the Ukraine.

Ukraine, mom.

What?

It's just Ukraine. There's no "the."

Whatever!

I still think you're fucking nuts.

Thanks, dad, for your boundless optimism.

Bobby!

Katya!

Bobby!

How was your flight?

Oh, it was long, but you look great.

Thank you - uh, Bobby?

This is my father, Serhiy.

Dad, this is “Bobby”.