Techno, Mama (2021) - full transcript
Nikita loves to listen to techno music and dreams to go to Berlin and visit the famous club "Berghain". His mother Irena doesn't know about his son's dreams and soon enough their mutual expectations will clash.
Where are you leaving to?
Who told you?
Our sister.
Won't you tell anyone?
No.
I'm going to Berlin.
Take me with you.
No, I can't do that.
These are your kids?
Yes.
Oscar and Nikita.
Give this to them.
Thank you.
Do you know what Berlin is?
No.
Do you know what techno is?
Techno...
Repeat after me: techno is Berlin.
Techno is Berlin.
Berlin is techno.
Berlin is techno.
So this is where I'm going.
Where did you get new shoes?
Don't tell mom.
20?
I told you to use less Cif Cream.
You used up all the drain cleaner
and sponges.
I'm not a cleaning company,
you know.
Learn how to work efficiently.
I'm not going to repeat this again.
Your cleaning skills suck anyway.
Viktoria Films presents
A film by Saulius Baradinskas
No!
- No, mom!
- Yes!
- Shut up!
- Mom!
- Shut up.
- Wait.
- Let him go, mom!
- I'll throw him out.
Why don't you look after him?
How is Oscar doing?
And Lena?
They're fine.
What about your mommy?
Still yelling?
She's fine.
How are you?
I'm fine.
How much do you have now?
400.
But mom has all of it.
Have you spoken with her?
Not yet.
Well, I'd let you sleep in my room,
but I need to ask Greta.
Aren't you living alone?
Not anymore, I told you.
Greta is pregnant.
By the way,
she sends you best wishes.
Look...
I will talk to Greta.
We will figure something out.
- Everything will be fine...
- Fuck off!
Get your fucking shit together!
Nikita!
Nika!
Mom, let go!
Hello?
- Mom, let me go.
- Why is he stealing again?
Why didn't you tell me
if you knew?
Look at me. Why are you crying?
What the fuck are you doing?
I'm your mother.
Who's going to clean all this shit?
Well, talk.
We hear everything.
We come here
but you don't open the door.
It's not the first time.
- Where's Oscar?
- He's outside.
You think we don't see
what's going on?
Come over here!
Where are you running?
Let's go to your mom.
Where is she?
Why are you beating me?
Shut up!
Why are you beating me?
Where is your mom?
- Put down the rock!
- Fuck off!
What's going on here?
Mom?
Can I have my money
and passport back?
What did you say?
Can you give my money back?
Tomorrow I'm going
to my father's place.
What are you up to?
Give me my money back.
Where is your passport?
In your purse.
Then bring it.
How much do I owe you?
400.
Give me the passport.
When are you leaving?
Tomorrow.
Give me the lighter.
What the fuck are you doing?
Where the fuck will you go?
To your father?
To that hobo?
He's going to give you money?
Don't expect
any more money from me.
Nikita!
Nikita!
Open up.
Open up.
Nikita.
Open up!
Open up! Nikita!
I'm your son, for fuck's sake!
Do you understand?
Dickhead!
Are you blind?
Come here!
Are you okay?
Not really.
Wait.
What the fuck are you doing?
Let's call the cops!
Calm down.
Come on! Let's call the cops!
What's wrong with you?
I'm sorry...
Why is it so hard for you to love?
I don't know how to.
And I know
that I will be the same
As today and yesterday
And I know that if someone
will change me
I will still be me
And I know that I will rise
Endless number of times
with the sun
Because just as many times
The falling lift
will drag me down
But there will never be
Too much love for me
There will never be
Too much love for me
There will never be
Too much love for me...
Who told you?
Our sister.
Won't you tell anyone?
No.
I'm going to Berlin.
Take me with you.
No, I can't do that.
These are your kids?
Yes.
Oscar and Nikita.
Give this to them.
Thank you.
Do you know what Berlin is?
No.
Do you know what techno is?
Techno...
Repeat after me: techno is Berlin.
Techno is Berlin.
Berlin is techno.
Berlin is techno.
So this is where I'm going.
Where did you get new shoes?
Don't tell mom.
20?
I told you to use less Cif Cream.
You used up all the drain cleaner
and sponges.
I'm not a cleaning company,
you know.
Learn how to work efficiently.
I'm not going to repeat this again.
Your cleaning skills suck anyway.
Viktoria Films presents
A film by Saulius Baradinskas
No!
- No, mom!
- Yes!
- Shut up!
- Mom!
- Shut up.
- Wait.
- Let him go, mom!
- I'll throw him out.
Why don't you look after him?
How is Oscar doing?
And Lena?
They're fine.
What about your mommy?
Still yelling?
She's fine.
How are you?
I'm fine.
How much do you have now?
400.
But mom has all of it.
Have you spoken with her?
Not yet.
Well, I'd let you sleep in my room,
but I need to ask Greta.
Aren't you living alone?
Not anymore, I told you.
Greta is pregnant.
By the way,
she sends you best wishes.
Look...
I will talk to Greta.
We will figure something out.
- Everything will be fine...
- Fuck off!
Get your fucking shit together!
Nikita!
Nika!
Mom, let go!
Hello?
- Mom, let me go.
- Why is he stealing again?
Why didn't you tell me
if you knew?
Look at me. Why are you crying?
What the fuck are you doing?
I'm your mother.
Who's going to clean all this shit?
Well, talk.
We hear everything.
We come here
but you don't open the door.
It's not the first time.
- Where's Oscar?
- He's outside.
You think we don't see
what's going on?
Come over here!
Where are you running?
Let's go to your mom.
Where is she?
Why are you beating me?
Shut up!
Why are you beating me?
Where is your mom?
- Put down the rock!
- Fuck off!
What's going on here?
Mom?
Can I have my money
and passport back?
What did you say?
Can you give my money back?
Tomorrow I'm going
to my father's place.
What are you up to?
Give me my money back.
Where is your passport?
In your purse.
Then bring it.
How much do I owe you?
400.
Give me the passport.
When are you leaving?
Tomorrow.
Give me the lighter.
What the fuck are you doing?
Where the fuck will you go?
To your father?
To that hobo?
He's going to give you money?
Don't expect
any more money from me.
Nikita!
Nikita!
Open up.
Open up.
Nikita.
Open up!
Open up! Nikita!
I'm your son, for fuck's sake!
Do you understand?
Dickhead!
Are you blind?
Come here!
Are you okay?
Not really.
Wait.
What the fuck are you doing?
Let's call the cops!
Calm down.
Come on! Let's call the cops!
What's wrong with you?
I'm sorry...
Why is it so hard for you to love?
I don't know how to.
And I know
that I will be the same
As today and yesterday
And I know that if someone
will change me
I will still be me
And I know that I will rise
Endless number of times
with the sun
Because just as many times
The falling lift
will drag me down
But there will never be
Too much love for me
There will never be
Too much love for me
There will never be
Too much love for me...