The Death I Dreamed Of (2010) - full transcript
Based on real events In a school in the northern suburbs, the arrival of the mysterious and charming Chris will upset Dorothea, which will fall in love. Soon the two of them will bring the rest of the gang in a dark new world.
I know they did some rituals
to appraise the demon.
What demon? I guess him
that all of us carry inside us
Please...
This unique for Greek standards incident...
standards...
Here everything began.
Here during the last
year unfolded...
this unique for Greek standards incident...
...macabre dance of terror.
And said the Lord: "I will
turn my face."
"and think what Doom they deserve."
"for they are a lost generation."
"'A nation who doesn?t know Good."
They showed me a woman's corpse
and recognized my daughter
from the fingers.
Why they kill them?
We knew the kids from school.
Because they didnt
have anything to do.
Yes, but we did not keep company.
and they were searching
for people to sacrifice.
She had no face when
they found her.
During crime reconstruction
I collapsed.
I die every day from then.
Look, you must understand...
...that we are a law abiding suburb.
with values and ethics.
nation, religion, family.
We raise our children
and teach them to love life.
to be useful
members of society.
We don?t raise them
to dream of Death.
THE DEATH I DREAMED OF
I put them all out!
Happy Birthday!
Mama has a nice doll... See?
Opa!
Hey! Everything will be all right
Guys you are a terrific company.
I?m thrilled, I?m bored, I?m going.
Anyone for tomorrow?s concert?
Anyone for tomorrow?s concert?
Someone...
A big research of
Dorothea TV.
Suicide as a way of expression.
Or how else you escape?
Only dead.
...from our beutiful suburb.
exclusively with us...
...ideal suicide's only friend.
- Myrto...
- fuck off Dorothea.
If at least someone talked to her.
But we were on our own world.
- Paul...
- Its... Its not a joke, Dorothea.
when you are sad
I do that to you
and its ready...
you will come!
Hes a plant!
lets go.
I called you 4 times yesterday
I left you message.
And nothing.
I am talking to you!
- What do you want?
- To talk.
- No way.
- Just once.
- Don?t show your face again!
- Lets go talk!
No way! I don?t want!
Its over!
- Just once!
- We said what we had to say.
- Its over, cant you understand it?
- for a silly thing like that?
- Silly thing?
- Yes.
Silly thing! The whole school learned it.
I was made the laughing stock!
Its your doing so YOU pay for it!
And what will do now?
be with this cocksucker?
You asshole!
Leave me alone!
Dont call me asshole!
She told you to let her!
And who are you?
Her guardian?
Lets go.
well meet again Lucky Luke.
Are you all right?
Th... th... thank you.
Lets go?
Yes, go on
Ill catch up with you.
- Its your brother?
No, sorry. Its...
Its like a brother.
We grew up together.
- I am Dorothea.
- Yes I know.
- I am Christos.
- Hes a big asshole.
- Who, your friend?
- The other.
I have to go.
Nice to meet you.
Thanks.
There?s a concert tomorrow.
will you come?
- where?
- At "Six Dogs". Its the only one.
Come. It will be great.
The "R?ckin ?ones" will play.
They play ??t?rhead too.
- You came!
- I came!
for the Joker!
- Its nice to leave.
- What?
Its nice to leave, if
its not good where you are.
The "Burning Man"
by Takis Sinopoulos.
"Look he's on fire
said one from the crowd"
"we turned quiqkly to watch."
"It was him who turned his gaze..."
"...when we spoke to him."
"and now hes on fire,
but dont call for help."
"I hesitate. I want to go there
and touch him with my hand."
"Im curious by nature."
"It was him who turned his gaze..."
"...when we spoke to him."
"and now hes on fire,
but dont call for help."
Maria!
This is Christos.
- Christos will you say something?
- Like what?
?ail, Satan!
- what was that?
- My parents.
- Your parents are upstairs?
- Yes but dont worry.
- They are not nosy.
- Good.
"Dead and ?urried."
"R?semary's ?aby."
"?enebrae"...Dari? ?rgent?.
- You watch only horror movies?
- Yes.
Yes? Why?
Christos, Christos...
I dont want now.
- You dont want ever.
- I want.
I want it very much but not now.
Not yet. Not here.
Not like this. You know
I love you.
Dont you know it?
No? No?
Its late.
You Know it.
I go to a jaunt.
Ill return tomorrow.
Bravo!
The first servants of Darkness.
Cthugha the Fire Being
Cthulhu the Water Being
and Ithaqua the Air Being
Exiled and imprisoned
in another dimension...
...from the Elder Gods.
and the Great Old Ones with
their servants and followers...
...between men and beasts...
...will prepare their second coming.
In his House, dead Cthulhu
waits dreaming.
- and?
- what "and" you moron!
You really believe this bullshit?
I have told you before.
Things happen.
Things, your little mind cabt conceive.
Things like what? Like
an inverted cross?
- You sick fuck!
- Cut it out
We came here to enjoy ourselves.
Then stay and listen to this wanker.
Goodnight.
I am exausted...
Lets get some sleep. What do you say?
Hm... Only if you promise
to make love to me till morning.
Or rather... Until the Old Ones come!
And afterwards baby.
And afterwards.
Do you think after Christos
calls the Great Ones...
...Ill leave you?
Je t'aime! Je t'aime! Je t'aime!
...night!
Christos. Yiannis is not
telling the truth?
Is it not so?
I am afraid about Dorothea, buddy
This asshole is dangerous.
He comes from nowhere.
We dont know shit about him,
he made a mess...
...and he has very strange
things in his head.
- He's dangerous.
- Oh! come on.
He's a bit strange,
wacko for sure.
But dangerous? No.
And after all he's not your
problem. Dorothea is.
What I can do Alexis?
She's with him all the time.
Dont know buddy..
Win her.
Do something romantic.
Romantic... Bullshit.
You know what happens here, dont you?
We met them through Yiannis.
With Yiannis were
friends from childhood.
I was with Yannis then.
In the trip, things were a bit strange.
It was like we were
divided in two camps.
Then Yiannis was found dead.
Murder? Accident? No one could tell.
What happened to you?
You disappeared.
- You forgotten me?
- I am a bit late, eh?
Bored.
- Want something? A drink?
- I'll drink.
What's that?
"Little yell?w pills."
- As R?lling St?nes used to say.
- And?
- Do they help?
- They scare away the nightmares.
dont be afraid of nightmares.
They are only bad dreams.
its better tyo have bad dreams...
...than no dreams at all.
- Howard Philips Lovecraft.
- Christos.
His servant and yours
forever.
Stop it!
Do not embarass me!
Whats the matter with you?
Let me go, you are hurting me!
- Fuck off!
- You fuck off; asshole!
"Open here I flung the shutter..."
"...when, with many a flirt and flutter..."
"...In there stepped a stately raven..."
"...of the saintly days of yore."
"...Not the least obeisance made he"
"not a minute stopped or stayed he"
DO YOU LOVE HIM?
"But, with mien of lord or lady,
perched above my chamber door"
"Perched upon a bust of Pallas... "
I LOVE HIM
"just above my chamber door."
"Perched, and sat, and nothing more"
"Then this ebony bird beguiling"
"...my sad fancy into smiling,..."
"...By the grave and stern decorum
of the countenance it wore,."
"Though thy crest be shorn and
shaven, thou,' I said, art sure no craven"
WHEN YOU WILL FUCK HIM?
"Ghastly grim and ancient raven
wandering from the nightly shore"
"Tell me what thy lordly name is..."
"on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
LIKE YOU DID?
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore".
Announcement.
Mrs Bitziou is kindly requested...
...to go into the teachers office.
I'll be back in 5 minutes, children.
I TOLD YOU I AM SORRY
I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY!
DO YOU STILL LOVE ME?
D.
"That is not dead which can eternal lie
Yet with strange aeons
even death may die"
- Excuse me?
- The Book of Darkness.
?he Dark Side ?f the ???n.
Or a different proposal...
...NOT to pass another dull night.
Like what? holding hands,
candles?
"Grandmother do you hear me
from beyond the grave?"
- Bullshit!
- You never know if you dont try.
Maybe your grandmother
agrees too.
Thats stupid, Christos.
I am not... not in.
Im sc... scared.
I am scared too.
Lets leave it.
- What are you afraid of?
- I say lets try it.
- Meybe it will be fun.
- ??.
Paulos, do it for me.
Well sit side by side.
You'll hold my hand.
Wake up Unspeakable Ones!
Its your time.
Yours... Your choice,
through Magic...
through dreams I know of Your coming.
And I thank you for
the favor of our Lord...
...who comes to be
worshipped and feed...
...and take the shape and soul...
...of him he feeds upon.
The Knight of...
Ha ha ha, you are a knight...
Hahahaha!!
Do you think its
some fucking joke?
You think its a game?
you morons!
Faith means Obedience.
And Obedience's
reward is Power.
Christos!
Well lets do it again sometime.
It will be fun.
What I have here for you?
Fuel for the road!
Maria will not come.
Problems with the boyfriend.
Thats ok lets go
works?
Hey driver do you want some tekila?
Mom I smoke dope!
- Dorothea.
- Nikos.
- Paulos.
- Myrto.
I dont believe it.
He spat on the camera.
he'll come the moment
when my light is riven...
Hold her!
while I fanatically implore
for some serenity...
He'll come as a fiery
commandment that dissolves...
Turn on the volume!
life terms and the faint
joy of this world
Turn on the volume!
He won't be gathering
the sky to bathe me...
He won't be gathering
the sky to bathe me!
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint...
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint!
He'll come the moment
when my light is riven!
He'll come the moment
when my light is riven!
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint!
He'll come the moment
when my light is riven!
He won't be gathering
the sky to bathe me!
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint!
Guys there is nothing recorded!
Fuck!
But we were here.
We saw it.
Do you think she's... she's gone? Ha!
No body,
no murder.
Per... Perhaps it didnt happen.
What we do now?
Whatever happened or not,
we must stay together.
we are friends,
arent we?
arent we?
We are
I had returned home
for the Christmas
The atmosphere was very heavy.
Hey!
Fuckers!
Months later and after
I returned to London...
...lerned what happened
and couldnt believe it.
Hi!
Hi.
Well?
Do any one wants to
tell me what happens here?
- Nothing happens.
- Nothing, Christos eh?
What nothing? A month now you act as if I am invisible!
And you avoid me like the Devil.
Ooops, speaking of the Devil?
So what you wankers?
Why dont you speak?
Dont we started together
all this bullshit?
Now why little Maria is out?
Because is better for little Maria
not to know certain things
What things?
Things and bullshit...
The Big Secrets!
What's the Big Secret? Murder?
What? WHAT?
Are you serious? Look at a
bunch of fucking wankers!
Look at a bunch
of fucking wankers!
Are you completely insane?
What are you? Tell me
what are you?
Fucking sickos!
Dont touch me you asshole!
You are the chief asshole here!
The rest are
your fucking slaves!
your fucking minions!
You will not touch me again.
Do you understand?
Maria...
Whatever happened or not,
we must stay together.
we are friends,
arent we?
That bullshit and you
know it very well
Get lost from my sight!
Let me go!
Let me go you wanker!
Let me go!
Let me go!
you know there's no escape,
dont you?
ok... ok...
It was late at night and leaning
against the side of a car
I communed with the remnants
of a bottle,
without caring
about the spring storm
that was coming
from the north,
Let me!
because I figured that in the state I was in
things couldn't get any worse.
I was the sort of guy, broke,
homeless and without friends
who always chases after
lost causes with female names
that lead nowhere.
Mine was called Laura,
and I met her many years ago.
My world was a sick
and pitiful world
where trouble from a girl
like that had to happen.
It's been four years
since I lost her
and every time I smell jasmine
on a passing girl
I think of her and start looking
for trouble again.
And so, I got to
where I am now.
Only where I am now
is a little strange
because towards the back of the
garden around an open hole
two women are doing things
which should have
stirred me once,
but with a bullet in one's shoulder,
one can't do much.
we will never go back again...
we will never be in a place
that I will fear less...
You smoke too much eh?
When you started it?
But you could not stand its smell...
It happened.
Things happen.
- Do our parents know?
Why? Must they know everything?
Whats the story with Maria?
I learned that she dissapeared.
You know buddy...
You ask too many questions and
I dont have so many answers.
Dorothea told me that
your brother came.
Yes for Christmas. He'll leave in a week.
And?
And?
What "and" Christos? He came.
He'll eat some turkey, he'll drink
some wine and he will go.
Go fuck yourself!
On earth as it is in heaven...
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our debts,
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Whats wrong with you?
Why dont you speak?
Talk to me.
Niko's brother called me
He asked about Nikos,
for me, for us.
Christos, what are we gona do?
Dont be scared. Now
we must not make mistakes.
Whatever happens
we will never go back again.
Talk to Paulos to arrange a meeting.
Well leave Myrto out of it.
We are the two of us now.
And perhaps Paulos.
What are you doing here?
We must talk.
Its about Nikos.
You know what happens around here...
the subscriber you called
has his phone closed
Dorothea, did Petros called you?
Did Petros called you?
Dorothea, where is Petros?
Why you didnt said anything?
If you did anything
to Petros Ill fuck you!
Ill fuck you!
young Nikos Avramiotis was found
dead in his home today.
His murder adds...
...to a string of grisly crimes...
...that for many months
shock our community.
I ask forgivness from everyone.
For my Dorothea and
the other kids.
I didnt raise her to be a star in the news
or a murderess.
I ask forgivness from everyone.
Will you make a statement?
Will you make a statement?
Back! Back!
Why you killed them?
Do you have regrets?
A statement please.
Why you killed them?
A statement please.
Do you have regrets?
Death resides inside
my empty eyes
Love me and follow me
I want to feel you so close,
so far away...till Silence
How I can tell you about what happened
and what is going to happen...
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
What is it that secretly drives our hearts
With so much nostalgia?
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
It's a smile, a tear, sun and rain...
The end of the start of our lives.
Never, never has a wise
man found the answer
and an explanation to give us yet.
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
That makes us to sing the song
I love you. I love you. I love you
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
what is that gives you wings?
and is sorrow together with joy...
Never, never has a wise
man found the answer
and an explanation to give us yet.
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
What is this thing called love?
to appraise the demon.
What demon? I guess him
that all of us carry inside us
Please...
This unique for Greek standards incident...
standards...
Here everything began.
Here during the last
year unfolded...
this unique for Greek standards incident...
...macabre dance of terror.
And said the Lord: "I will
turn my face."
"and think what Doom they deserve."
"for they are a lost generation."
"'A nation who doesn?t know Good."
They showed me a woman's corpse
and recognized my daughter
from the fingers.
Why they kill them?
We knew the kids from school.
Because they didnt
have anything to do.
Yes, but we did not keep company.
and they were searching
for people to sacrifice.
She had no face when
they found her.
During crime reconstruction
I collapsed.
I die every day from then.
Look, you must understand...
...that we are a law abiding suburb.
with values and ethics.
nation, religion, family.
We raise our children
and teach them to love life.
to be useful
members of society.
We don?t raise them
to dream of Death.
THE DEATH I DREAMED OF
I put them all out!
Happy Birthday!
Mama has a nice doll... See?
Opa!
Hey! Everything will be all right
Guys you are a terrific company.
I?m thrilled, I?m bored, I?m going.
Anyone for tomorrow?s concert?
Anyone for tomorrow?s concert?
Someone...
A big research of
Dorothea TV.
Suicide as a way of expression.
Or how else you escape?
Only dead.
...from our beutiful suburb.
exclusively with us...
...ideal suicide's only friend.
- Myrto...
- fuck off Dorothea.
If at least someone talked to her.
But we were on our own world.
- Paul...
- Its... Its not a joke, Dorothea.
when you are sad
I do that to you
and its ready...
you will come!
Hes a plant!
lets go.
I called you 4 times yesterday
I left you message.
And nothing.
I am talking to you!
- What do you want?
- To talk.
- No way.
- Just once.
- Don?t show your face again!
- Lets go talk!
No way! I don?t want!
Its over!
- Just once!
- We said what we had to say.
- Its over, cant you understand it?
- for a silly thing like that?
- Silly thing?
- Yes.
Silly thing! The whole school learned it.
I was made the laughing stock!
Its your doing so YOU pay for it!
And what will do now?
be with this cocksucker?
You asshole!
Leave me alone!
Dont call me asshole!
She told you to let her!
And who are you?
Her guardian?
Lets go.
well meet again Lucky Luke.
Are you all right?
Th... th... thank you.
Lets go?
Yes, go on
Ill catch up with you.
- Its your brother?
No, sorry. Its...
Its like a brother.
We grew up together.
- I am Dorothea.
- Yes I know.
- I am Christos.
- Hes a big asshole.
- Who, your friend?
- The other.
I have to go.
Nice to meet you.
Thanks.
There?s a concert tomorrow.
will you come?
- where?
- At "Six Dogs". Its the only one.
Come. It will be great.
The "R?ckin ?ones" will play.
They play ??t?rhead too.
- You came!
- I came!
for the Joker!
- Its nice to leave.
- What?
Its nice to leave, if
its not good where you are.
The "Burning Man"
by Takis Sinopoulos.
"Look he's on fire
said one from the crowd"
"we turned quiqkly to watch."
"It was him who turned his gaze..."
"...when we spoke to him."
"and now hes on fire,
but dont call for help."
"I hesitate. I want to go there
and touch him with my hand."
"Im curious by nature."
"It was him who turned his gaze..."
"...when we spoke to him."
"and now hes on fire,
but dont call for help."
Maria!
This is Christos.
- Christos will you say something?
- Like what?
?ail, Satan!
- what was that?
- My parents.
- Your parents are upstairs?
- Yes but dont worry.
- They are not nosy.
- Good.
"Dead and ?urried."
"R?semary's ?aby."
"?enebrae"...Dari? ?rgent?.
- You watch only horror movies?
- Yes.
Yes? Why?
Christos, Christos...
I dont want now.
- You dont want ever.
- I want.
I want it very much but not now.
Not yet. Not here.
Not like this. You know
I love you.
Dont you know it?
No? No?
Its late.
You Know it.
I go to a jaunt.
Ill return tomorrow.
Bravo!
The first servants of Darkness.
Cthugha the Fire Being
Cthulhu the Water Being
and Ithaqua the Air Being
Exiled and imprisoned
in another dimension...
...from the Elder Gods.
and the Great Old Ones with
their servants and followers...
...between men and beasts...
...will prepare their second coming.
In his House, dead Cthulhu
waits dreaming.
- and?
- what "and" you moron!
You really believe this bullshit?
I have told you before.
Things happen.
Things, your little mind cabt conceive.
Things like what? Like
an inverted cross?
- You sick fuck!
- Cut it out
We came here to enjoy ourselves.
Then stay and listen to this wanker.
Goodnight.
I am exausted...
Lets get some sleep. What do you say?
Hm... Only if you promise
to make love to me till morning.
Or rather... Until the Old Ones come!
And afterwards baby.
And afterwards.
Do you think after Christos
calls the Great Ones...
...Ill leave you?
Je t'aime! Je t'aime! Je t'aime!
...night!
Christos. Yiannis is not
telling the truth?
Is it not so?
I am afraid about Dorothea, buddy
This asshole is dangerous.
He comes from nowhere.
We dont know shit about him,
he made a mess...
...and he has very strange
things in his head.
- He's dangerous.
- Oh! come on.
He's a bit strange,
wacko for sure.
But dangerous? No.
And after all he's not your
problem. Dorothea is.
What I can do Alexis?
She's with him all the time.
Dont know buddy..
Win her.
Do something romantic.
Romantic... Bullshit.
You know what happens here, dont you?
We met them through Yiannis.
With Yiannis were
friends from childhood.
I was with Yannis then.
In the trip, things were a bit strange.
It was like we were
divided in two camps.
Then Yiannis was found dead.
Murder? Accident? No one could tell.
What happened to you?
You disappeared.
- You forgotten me?
- I am a bit late, eh?
Bored.
- Want something? A drink?
- I'll drink.
What's that?
"Little yell?w pills."
- As R?lling St?nes used to say.
- And?
- Do they help?
- They scare away the nightmares.
dont be afraid of nightmares.
They are only bad dreams.
its better tyo have bad dreams...
...than no dreams at all.
- Howard Philips Lovecraft.
- Christos.
His servant and yours
forever.
Stop it!
Do not embarass me!
Whats the matter with you?
Let me go, you are hurting me!
- Fuck off!
- You fuck off; asshole!
"Open here I flung the shutter..."
"...when, with many a flirt and flutter..."
"...In there stepped a stately raven..."
"...of the saintly days of yore."
"...Not the least obeisance made he"
"not a minute stopped or stayed he"
DO YOU LOVE HIM?
"But, with mien of lord or lady,
perched above my chamber door"
"Perched upon a bust of Pallas... "
I LOVE HIM
"just above my chamber door."
"Perched, and sat, and nothing more"
"Then this ebony bird beguiling"
"...my sad fancy into smiling,..."
"...By the grave and stern decorum
of the countenance it wore,."
"Though thy crest be shorn and
shaven, thou,' I said, art sure no craven"
WHEN YOU WILL FUCK HIM?
"Ghastly grim and ancient raven
wandering from the nightly shore"
"Tell me what thy lordly name is..."
"on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
LIKE YOU DID?
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore".
Announcement.
Mrs Bitziou is kindly requested...
...to go into the teachers office.
I'll be back in 5 minutes, children.
I TOLD YOU I AM SORRY
I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY!
DO YOU STILL LOVE ME?
D.
"That is not dead which can eternal lie
Yet with strange aeons
even death may die"
- Excuse me?
- The Book of Darkness.
?he Dark Side ?f the ???n.
Or a different proposal...
...NOT to pass another dull night.
Like what? holding hands,
candles?
"Grandmother do you hear me
from beyond the grave?"
- Bullshit!
- You never know if you dont try.
Maybe your grandmother
agrees too.
Thats stupid, Christos.
I am not... not in.
Im sc... scared.
I am scared too.
Lets leave it.
- What are you afraid of?
- I say lets try it.
- Meybe it will be fun.
- ??.
Paulos, do it for me.
Well sit side by side.
You'll hold my hand.
Wake up Unspeakable Ones!
Its your time.
Yours... Your choice,
through Magic...
through dreams I know of Your coming.
And I thank you for
the favor of our Lord...
...who comes to be
worshipped and feed...
...and take the shape and soul...
...of him he feeds upon.
The Knight of...
Ha ha ha, you are a knight...
Hahahaha!!
Do you think its
some fucking joke?
You think its a game?
you morons!
Faith means Obedience.
And Obedience's
reward is Power.
Christos!
Well lets do it again sometime.
It will be fun.
What I have here for you?
Fuel for the road!
Maria will not come.
Problems with the boyfriend.
Thats ok lets go
works?
Hey driver do you want some tekila?
Mom I smoke dope!
- Dorothea.
- Nikos.
- Paulos.
- Myrto.
I dont believe it.
He spat on the camera.
he'll come the moment
when my light is riven...
Hold her!
while I fanatically implore
for some serenity...
He'll come as a fiery
commandment that dissolves...
Turn on the volume!
life terms and the faint
joy of this world
Turn on the volume!
He won't be gathering
the sky to bathe me...
He won't be gathering
the sky to bathe me!
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint...
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint!
He'll come the moment
when my light is riven!
He'll come the moment
when my light is riven!
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint!
He'll come the moment
when my light is riven!
He won't be gathering
the sky to bathe me!
He won't be holding neither
basil nor leaves of mint!
Guys there is nothing recorded!
Fuck!
But we were here.
We saw it.
Do you think she's... she's gone? Ha!
No body,
no murder.
Per... Perhaps it didnt happen.
What we do now?
Whatever happened or not,
we must stay together.
we are friends,
arent we?
arent we?
We are
I had returned home
for the Christmas
The atmosphere was very heavy.
Hey!
Fuckers!
Months later and after
I returned to London...
...lerned what happened
and couldnt believe it.
Hi!
Hi.
Well?
Do any one wants to
tell me what happens here?
- Nothing happens.
- Nothing, Christos eh?
What nothing? A month now you act as if I am invisible!
And you avoid me like the Devil.
Ooops, speaking of the Devil?
So what you wankers?
Why dont you speak?
Dont we started together
all this bullshit?
Now why little Maria is out?
Because is better for little Maria
not to know certain things
What things?
Things and bullshit...
The Big Secrets!
What's the Big Secret? Murder?
What? WHAT?
Are you serious? Look at a
bunch of fucking wankers!
Look at a bunch
of fucking wankers!
Are you completely insane?
What are you? Tell me
what are you?
Fucking sickos!
Dont touch me you asshole!
You are the chief asshole here!
The rest are
your fucking slaves!
your fucking minions!
You will not touch me again.
Do you understand?
Maria...
Whatever happened or not,
we must stay together.
we are friends,
arent we?
That bullshit and you
know it very well
Get lost from my sight!
Let me go!
Let me go you wanker!
Let me go!
Let me go!
you know there's no escape,
dont you?
ok... ok...
It was late at night and leaning
against the side of a car
I communed with the remnants
of a bottle,
without caring
about the spring storm
that was coming
from the north,
Let me!
because I figured that in the state I was in
things couldn't get any worse.
I was the sort of guy, broke,
homeless and without friends
who always chases after
lost causes with female names
that lead nowhere.
Mine was called Laura,
and I met her many years ago.
My world was a sick
and pitiful world
where trouble from a girl
like that had to happen.
It's been four years
since I lost her
and every time I smell jasmine
on a passing girl
I think of her and start looking
for trouble again.
And so, I got to
where I am now.
Only where I am now
is a little strange
because towards the back of the
garden around an open hole
two women are doing things
which should have
stirred me once,
but with a bullet in one's shoulder,
one can't do much.
we will never go back again...
we will never be in a place
that I will fear less...
You smoke too much eh?
When you started it?
But you could not stand its smell...
It happened.
Things happen.
- Do our parents know?
Why? Must they know everything?
Whats the story with Maria?
I learned that she dissapeared.
You know buddy...
You ask too many questions and
I dont have so many answers.
Dorothea told me that
your brother came.
Yes for Christmas. He'll leave in a week.
And?
And?
What "and" Christos? He came.
He'll eat some turkey, he'll drink
some wine and he will go.
Go fuck yourself!
On earth as it is in heaven...
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our debts,
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Whats wrong with you?
Why dont you speak?
Talk to me.
Niko's brother called me
He asked about Nikos,
for me, for us.
Christos, what are we gona do?
Dont be scared. Now
we must not make mistakes.
Whatever happens
we will never go back again.
Talk to Paulos to arrange a meeting.
Well leave Myrto out of it.
We are the two of us now.
And perhaps Paulos.
What are you doing here?
We must talk.
Its about Nikos.
You know what happens around here...
the subscriber you called
has his phone closed
Dorothea, did Petros called you?
Did Petros called you?
Dorothea, where is Petros?
Why you didnt said anything?
If you did anything
to Petros Ill fuck you!
Ill fuck you!
young Nikos Avramiotis was found
dead in his home today.
His murder adds...
...to a string of grisly crimes...
...that for many months
shock our community.
I ask forgivness from everyone.
For my Dorothea and
the other kids.
I didnt raise her to be a star in the news
or a murderess.
I ask forgivness from everyone.
Will you make a statement?
Will you make a statement?
Back! Back!
Why you killed them?
Do you have regrets?
A statement please.
Why you killed them?
A statement please.
Do you have regrets?
Death resides inside
my empty eyes
Love me and follow me
I want to feel you so close,
so far away...till Silence
How I can tell you about what happened
and what is going to happen...
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
What is it that secretly drives our hearts
With so much nostalgia?
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
It's a smile, a tear, sun and rain...
The end of the start of our lives.
Never, never has a wise
man found the answer
and an explanation to give us yet.
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
That makes us to sing the song
I love you. I love you. I love you
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
what is that gives you wings?
and is sorrow together with joy...
Never, never has a wise
man found the answer
and an explanation to give us yet.
What is this thing called love?
what is it? what is it?
What is this thing called love?