The State of the Dead (2002) - full transcript
When the war in Yugoslavia breaks out, an army officer who's ethnic Slovenian yet still believes in Yugoslavia, decides to move to Belgrade. The country continues to fall apart and so does his family failing to find acceptance there.
Cheers to the happy couple!
Cheers!
Cheers to you all!
Cheers!
Cheers to the father of the bride!
Cheers to the mother of the bride!
Cheers!
- Cheers!
Cheers, Kosta!
And one day, I hope,
you make it to general!
Thanks!
I hope not!
Generals get terrible headaches!
My dear!
May you live a hundred years!
God forbid!
Health is all I ask for.
Send your wishes
to the happy couple!
Long may they live.
I'm so happy they met.
Say, Ristana...
How's life in Maribor these days?
Great!
You'll never forget my Sarajevo.
I promise you that!
He's next to be wed!
Have you got a girlfriend?
There's been a few...
What the fuck is this?
A wedding or a funeral?
Play!
Come on!
What's this?
An important announcement!
What?
What's happened?
All officers must report
on duty right away!
Slovenia has declared independence!
Must you?
Nothing to be done about it.
It's a soldier's fate.
I must go.
Can you
take us to the letališče?
I mean airport!
Did it have to do that right now?
As you Slovenians say
hudič prokleti!
Kosta!
Come back soon!
Ristana!
Come on!
- You're all sweaty.
You'll catch a cold.
Take care
From Vardar to Triglav...
There's gonna be shit!
Fuck this happiness!
Are we there yet?
Almost.
What the hell is this?
There's no one in it.
Turn around.
Come on out!
Come on!
Let's clear this.
Come on!
Don't shoot!
What's wrong with you?
You're shooting at your own people!
Are you Slovenian?
Yes. I am.
Then why the fuck are
you in that red army?
Don't shoot!
Don't...
Let's bring him in!
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
I'm yours!
What the fuck is going on?
Territorial defense
is shooting at my boys!
One wounded.
Pantelic dead!
Dead!
We're defending Slovenia.
From whom, for fuck's sake?
Me?
Listen, Janez.
Don't get involved.
This Yugoslav tyranny
has lasted long enough.
We're Europeans!
This is our chance to get out!
And what about
an officer's honour?
Forget it, Janez!
We're the laughing stock
of the World, because
of the whole Europe,
only us and the Albanians
still live in Communism.
The Albanians are dropping it too!
Us Slovenians are getting robbed!
Mr Kranjc!
We're offering you the rank
of captain in the Slovenian army!
Captain first class!
Mr Kranjc!
It seems to me you're not aware
of the financial responsibilities.
And other consequences.
We need you, Janez!
Now you're in the
European Slovenia!
Mr Kranjc!
If you stay in
their army
we'll consider you
a traitor!
Gorazd!
Box this
and take it to the truck!
Call Tanja in Sarajevo
and tell her we're
leaving tonight.
I see you're leaving.
I don't understand you
dropping everything to go
live in that Balkan corner.
It's all over anyway!
You're wrong.
Idiot! You're running
away like some child!
You're crazy!
Why don't you stay?
Ristana, tell him!
There's still time,
Janez!
Don't leave your kind.
We'll rid Slovenia
of them!
Your place is here.
With us!
In Slovenia!
Look everyone!
The capital of Yugoslavia!
Look!
BELGRADE
Where are you from?
Slovenia.
We're from Split!
God almighty,
what is insanity
making us turn
into headless flies?
Stop interfering in the
affairs of state. Move!
Where do I put this?
On the fridge.
You're insane!
Keep nibbling.
Keep nibbling.
Put this in the corner
somewhere.
What now, comrade
sergeant major?
Nothing.
At ease!
Fucking hell!
I forgot the aerial!
I'm going shopping
for an aerial.
Take the kids with you.
They're bothering me.
Come on babies!
Let's go see Belgrade!
Go cover our stuff!
Move! You're blocking
my light!
Look!
According to ministers
of the state Jansa and Babcar
the Yugoslav People's Army
is continuing to move into
the country especially
on the border crossings
especially Istocna and Stajerska.
However, it must be noted
that there's a propaganda war
going on in Slovenia
making official information
unreliable.
For instance,
the war minister
Janez Jansa
said that there are hundreds
of wounded and killed
on the side of the YPA.
But claimed today that
he had no idea
how many victims there are.
The vice president of the
Federal Executive Council...
Why don't you go to sleep?
... who called the YPA
"an occupying force".
As well as...
Look at you.
We live down the hall.
Good for you.
I work downstairs
and sleep downstairs.
In the kitchen?
Where are you from?
Zagreb.
My parents
are getting a divorce.
My mum's a
Bosnian Serb.
My dad's Croatian.
They won't stop arguing.
So I went to stay
with my aunt.
But she ran off with
some dude.
Then my uncle
kicked me out.
So I said to myself,
"Ruzica! There's a war on.
The shit's hit the fan!
At least you're not
in the high risk zone anymore."
So now I'm a refugee.
So now you're cleaning floors.
So what?
A ballet dancer needs
to do her squats!
You're a ballet dancer?
How about you?
I'm a law student.
Keep quiet!
Leave us in peace!
You'll wake the children!
Bye!
Hey!
What's your name?
Ruzica!
Well, Ruzica,
I'm Gorazd.
Well, Gorazd...
Good night,
as they say in America.
But...
I hate my name!
So what should I do?
Cry for you?
No...
Call me Goran, Goga,
anything but Gorazd.
OK,
Gorazd.
Move!
Hurry up!
Group one,
move to the left!
Group two,
to the right!
Charge!
How come we always
land the worst missions?
True. We always
get fucked!
Wherever it's the worst,
they send the 3rd platoon!
That's because of him.
Come on!
Hurry up!
Line up!
Comrade soldiers!
Only a soldier who's
physically fit and whose
morale is high can do
everything that's asked of him!
An unfit army
is easily defeated!
Corporal!
Move!
Turn left!
Forward march!
My boot is giving
me a blister
I can't even feel
my left fucking foot.
Good exercise!
Yes! Today's captain
Mataruga's turn to buy drinks.
Major Mataruga actually!
He passed his exams then?
Yes, but let me
tell you something
If my foot wasn't killing me...
Hop in Tisma!
- Alright!
Should we give
Janez a lift?
Fuck him.
He's Slovenian.
Don't, son. You father will
be home any minute.
Here he is.
He's coming.
Good day!
Good day.
Are you tired?
I walked 10 kilometers today.
I left those jokers
800 meters behind me.
Silly buggers.
Some officers they are.
Leave that!
Give me half a glass!
Just to warm up!
We're out.
What d'you mean out?
I bought some yesterday.
No. Wednesday.
You didn't leave me any money.
My mistake.
Hey!
I'm leaving soon.
Be careful out there and
study hard.
Pass your exams in time.
OK! OK!
I'll need money.
Of course you will.
How much is a ticket to Pristina?
I already told you.
That's nothing.
What d'you mean nothing?
He'll get everything
for free in Pristina.
Board, food,
everything.
This is for the ticket and
he'll even have some left.
I have to buy books too.
There's a library
at your college.
There's also a public one.
I've seen it.
It's enormous!
He won't last the winter
in these shoes.
He'll get sick.
Can't he get a job?
Can't he?
Then roll up
your sleeves, my lad.
It'll do you good,
mummy's boy.
Why are you insulting me?
I'm insulting you?
You are.
You're humiliating me.
I'm humiliating you?
I'm humiliating you?
Today I marched 50 kilometers
with 20 year old kids
and I'm humiliating you!
I earned the bread
you're eating.
Every crumb of it
I payed in blood
And I'm humiliating you!
I feed five of you!
You eat like zoo animals!
You'd eat an ox,
you lazy scum!
Here!
Take it all!
Eat it all!
Thanks!
OK!
I'm in your debt, kid.
If you need something
come to "Penelope".
I'll pay you back!
- OK!
Hello!
- Where have you been?
Don't ask.
Trouble at home.
Please take over.
What's new?
Nothing much.
Just a war in Bosnia!
According to our information
this was the reason for
the Bosnian Territorial Army
to attack this unit.
Armed conflicts have now
spread throughout the city.
There have been
all sorts of grenade strikes
throughout Sarajevo.
Grenades hit everywhere
tenement houses
and apartment buildings,
shops,
as well as the building of
TV Sarajevo which has been
hit by about
20 grenades.
We still have no information
about the number of
victims and the wounded.
But we estimate
enormous losses.
Due to the latest armed conflicts
across Bosnia, the Territorial...
Bruce Lee!
Salud amigo!
What will you drink?
Coke please!
I could do with
some money.
What a surprise!
Cheers!
Cheers.
I'm off to Pristina
to study...
If you were off
to Oxford
that would be
a problem, but
Shqipland's easy.
How much d'you need?
No. Not that...
I wanted to earn
the money.
A businessman!
Oh...
George!
20 trucks as agreed.
Marlboro, Jack Daniels,
Chivas
2 oil tankers.
That's the lad
I told you about.
I'm George!
He wants a job.
Send him to Vucela!
Give me another
cold one, Milance!
Janez?
Brandy.
- Give him.
Double.
Who's paying?
Who's paying?
Are we humans or
Slovenians?
Hey, Rocko,
where's my money?
Friday.
Cheers!
Let's finish the bottle.
Who's paying?
Janez I guess.
We agreed he'd pay
the sixth round.
I'm skint.
You're skint?
Why the fuck did
you drink six brandy’s then?
When you can't
afford a round
then you don't let others buy
you drinks. That's the way it is.
There are rules
even in drinking.
I didn't tell you
to buy me a drink.
You kept buying.
And you didn't want
to turn me down.
He's right.
You kept buying.
Fuck it. I'm as rich
as Onassis.
I could feed and drink
three Slovenians all day.
Good for you.
Listen!
Bring him five brandy’s
and line them up nicely
so comrade sergeant major
can order them around.
No need!
You bring 'em! He can spill
'em if he doesn't want 'em.
He'll bring them.
I said I didn't want them.
Are you Slovenians born
with rattlesnakes in your pockets?
It doesn't matter.
What does matter, is that
we know where we are.
There's a saying
'round these parts.
Feed a dog to bite you.
It's a good saying.
Isn't it?
It is.
Sure it is.
Nedic kept you fed
during World War II.
You were all nice and
plump when it was all over.
Half of Serbia was in
camps, the other half dead.
Meanwhile, 50 000 of you
came over.
Serbs starved...
50 000...
But Slovenians
were always well fed.
And then all that
shit started!
Brotherhood and unity!
Fuck all of you brothers
and Unitarians!
Some thanks we got...
Now you're killing our children...
Shooting them in
the back of the head.
They were all unarmed...
Stop fucking our kids...
European motherfuckers!
Your wife's calling
you Rocko!
Tell her to go fuck herself!
She's calling you home.
You've got guests.
Fuck her and
her guests.
You cunts!
Just you keep drinking, Janez!
Keep drinking!
Hey, Rocko!
You forgot something.
The fuck do you want?
Stop fucking about
with the man...
You left your slippers
under the table.
I'm sick and tired of you.
Who's paying?
I am, of course!
You know how rich I am.
I'm leaving!
I've had enough
of you drunk bastards!
You'll be back!
Go home now!
They've arrived.
Vuco's coming!
Are you Goga?
- Yes.
Well.
I don't even have to study.
When I was your age
I already had a job.
I commanded 30 men.
An entire platoon.
You mean the same job
as these days?
You...
This is your fault.
Why?
What do I have to with it?
The only job you had was
to bring up the kids.
And you couldn't
even do that!
It's always my fault.
Why did we have to
leave Slovenia?
I never said a word.
It was your call.
Just yours.
Why didn't we go to my
family in Macedonia?
Because an oath's oath
and it's for the rest of your life.
I gave an oath to
serve Yugoslavia.
You can't just change uniforms
like dirty underwear.
I'm a man
not dough!
That's why now everyone
gets to shit on me.
Why can't he go to college
in Belgrade then?
Because everything's free
in Pristina.
Board, food,
everything!
And the one year he studied
in Slovenia will count there.
It would count here too.
It's so...
It's so there'd be
one less of us
in this compartment,
you fool.
Janez!
What?
What?
- I wanna pee.
Then go and pee.
Wait your turn!
Hello?
Yes?
No.
No. No.
There's no one
here named Goran Nikolic.
What?
The bathroom's busy.
Someone's washing.
Hold it in.
I can't.
Then pee in the bucket.
Come on.
Come on!
No one will see you.
Come on!
Hello!
It's me.
I can't.
I'm leaving.
Yeah. Yeah.
Alright.
Is that some
bimbo of yours?
Here. Gorazd.
You can take my shoes.
They're too small.
Well, you can...
tuck your toes in...
Here.
- Jesus Christ!
That's enough.
That's OK.
Here's an address.
Come 'round sometime.
You go to the lab.
Have the photos on
Ljuba's desk in an hour!
OK?
Bye.
- Bye.
What was this,
Ruzica?
They're photographing
ballet dancers for a magazine.
In a kitchen?
Amongst refugees?
Yes. They're also refugees.
I must live
on something, Gorazd.
On this?
D'you have a
better suggestion?
I do, Ruzica.
Wait.
- What?
Watch the kids while
I pop down to the store.
OK.
Your bone, madam.
Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Where is it?
My wallet's gone!
I must have
forgotten it.
Don't worry, madam.
Kid!
Put this back.
Here's some change
for milk and bread.
I'll send my boy to
get it later.
OK.
Thanks.
Does she do this every day?
- Yes.
What's in that paper bag?
A bone for soup.
I'm begging you!
Are any of you from Prijedor?
Has anyone seen
this man?
Are you from Prijedor?
His name is Zivojin Radenovic.
He's from Prijedor.
Has anyone seen this man?
Is this everything?
How was your trip?
Fine.
- How's Bosnia?
Like Bosnia.
What's in the bag?
Photo albums.
Let's go.
How's mum?
She's getting used to it.
How's Gorazd?
He's studying.
Getting ready to go
to Pristina.
How are the little ones?
- They're still little.
Am I walking too fast?
OK. We can slow down.
What a nice dog.
What are you doing here?
I followed you.
And?
What did you see?
Why are you
doing this, Gorazd?
I care about you.
Come on then.
Ruzica?
Ruzica?
Ruzica?
Ruzica?
Are you OK?
How are you going
to pull that off?
I have just enough money
to make it to Skopje.
My mum's Macedonian.
I have family there.
My uncle's a trucker
or something like that.
He'll give me some money
and then we can run away.
What am I gonna do
in Thessaloniki, Gorazd?
Call me Goran, Goga,
anything but Gorazd. Please!
I'll wish dishes
in a restaurant
and you'll sell peanuts
on the street.
Wow!
You lack imagination.
I have too much of it.
I'm imagining you
fucking me
deeper and deeper.
You're squeezing
me tighter.
You're biting my lip.
I'm having such a great time.
You're driving me crazy!
Come on!
Please Gorazd!
Have I tired you out?
No.
No.
You really have
a rich imagination!
It known no boundaries!
Talk to me.
We'll take the first plane
from Thessaloniki to Brussels.
You know...
That's where the
European Karate Center is.
I'm well known there.
They'll give me a job.
And you'll go to ballet school.
When are we leaving?
Tomorrow.
I'm serious.
So am I.
You're serious?
What time do
we leave?
6 AM.
Platform 38.
I'll be there at 5:30.
You haven't told us
how Kosta's doing.
He's on Majevica.
The Turks are getting
ready to attack.
I assume you mean Muslims,
Mrs Nikodijevic.
Yes, father.
I mean Muslims.
Our brothers who killed
my in-laws.
And are now trying
to kill my husband.
Tanja!
And your husband's
a philatelist
and has gone to Majevica
to catch butterflies.
Philatelists collect stamps.
Butterflies are collected by...
He's a Captain
in the Serbian army.
Blimey!
Already a captain!
I'll have to salute him
the next time I see him.
By the time you see him
he'll be a major.
Keep looking at your
photos, you arrogant bitch!
That's no way to talk
to your father!
You tell your Captain,
not to rush through his ranks.
That's a surefire way
to lose your head.
And he's got ample reason
to keep his
thick Bosnian head
on his shoulders!
Thick Serbian head!
Tanja!
Hello?
Beg your pardon?
Whom are you looking for?
You got the right number but
there's no one called
Goran Nikolic here.
You're welcome.
Is this the Skopje bus?
What?
Can't you read?
Put your bag there.
Buy me a juice, mummy!
Buy me juice!
I'm thirsty!
Buy me a bloody juice!
Come on!
I wonder if there's
anyone left in the asylums.
Have you heard from Gorazd?
- No.
What's he waiting for?
You gave him
the phone number?
What phone number?
The hotel one.
He's got my office number.
Bye.
Daughter...
I want to tell you something.
What?
I was gonna wait
until you had the baby.
You don't have to
carry my burden.
Please forgive your mother!
Come now.
I'll comb your hair
and you'll face the new day
with a new haircut.
Huh?
Hello?
It's you.
We're fine.
It's a boy.
No, I didn't have an
ultrasound, I just know.
Trust me.
I know.
I'm not kidding,
I'm serious.
Start thinking up names.
They're nice.
Be careful, honey!
I will.
I love you, baby.
Stay safe and...
The line went dead.
Kosta said hi.
Thanks.
What were you
gonna tell me?
You must take care of
your father and the kids.
I'm riddled with cancer.
Riddled.
Stop giving your last words,
for God's sake woman!
What are you talking about.
You're healthier than any of us.
Have you seen a doctor?
No.
I don't need a doctor!
I know.
This is it.
I just hope I don't
infect you and the kids.
Before I close my eyes.
- For fuck's sake!
Stop rambling.
Good day.
Is the boss here?
- That's him.
Good day.
- Good day.
You're the owner
of this shop?
Yes. I am.
I'm Tatjana Nikodijevic.
A hairdresser and cosmetician
with a degree.
I had my own shop
in Sarajevo.
I'd work for half price.
Seven months?
Five.
Five and a half.
You're out of your mind.
You'll be in labour
in five days!
I'll be back in ten days!
Please!
Please! You have no idea
how good I am!
For one.
I don't employ refugees.
As a rule.
And two.
When I do employ someone.
I have to fuck her.
How can I fuck you with
all these kids around?
Get lost.
Go fuck yourself,
you piece of shit.
Motherfucker!
I hope you're fire insured!
Madam!
Well done!
Go to Njegos Street No. 9.
Tell them Marina sent you.
Thanks!
This kid wants to see you.
Have you decided?
I have no choice.
Take the kid and
go to the flea market
and don't come back until
the job's done! Understood?
Switch it off.
Boss!
Top Gun's here!
Where's your boss?
The Zemun boys are
offering cheaper protection.
If you have any complaints
you know where to find us!
Now give her back the money.
Jesus!
Please don't.
- Run!
What's going on?
They killed him!
Someone help us!
Does it hurt?
I'll put some ice on it
and it'll be better!
Jesus!
- It hurts!
Stop! Stop!
Gorazd!
Son!
Gorazd!
Gorazd!
Stop!
You can get dressed.
Gorazd.
Where's Gorazd?
What's wrong with her?
He's in Pristina, mum!
He escaped?
Is he alive?
Here.
It's not a concussion.
Kosta!
Take it easy.
Thank you.
Why didn't you tell me
you were coming?
I couldn't!
I came straight from the
battlefield! With the wounded!
What are you doing here?
Mum's not feeling well!
Why?
She overate?
How's the baby?
He needs his dad.
He looks like Al Capone.
Where's Vucela?
Hey boys!
Has anyone seen Vucela?
What's up?
He came up three oil
tankers short.
So?
What d'you mean so?
Get him back.
Come in Janko.
Good morning, colonel!
Sit down.
Thank you.
Why did you ask
to see me?
I've come to ask you
a favour, colonel.
I need your help.
Let's have a drink.
How's your family?
Fine.
They're not fine.
My daughter's pregnant.
Her husband's in Bosnia.
My son's in Pristina.
I have the twins.
My wife's sick.
And all of that in
200 square feet.
And now they want
to retire me!
What are we gonna live on,
colonel? What?
You'll get severance pay,
Janko.
Please, colonel. I could
work for another two years.
If they retire me now, I'll
never get an apartment.
Where are we gonna live?
On the street?
Janko, your status
isn't going to change.
The army appreciates your
loyalty and your service.
Cheers!
Cheers.
He's here.
Go!
You're pulling
this one off.
Me?
You fucked up the
flea market job, right?
That was my mother!
Don't be a baby, man.
There's no one in this job
except for the job.
This is your opportunity
for redemption.
You know what George's like.
Take it easy, kid.
The job's done.
Because of your dedication
and honoured service
to the motherland
Federal Republic of Yugoslavia,
even though you are leaving
the Yugoslav People's Army,
you will never be forgotten!
We'll always remember you
and be proud of you
for as long as our army
and our country exists!
Three cheers for your superior officers!
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!
Thanks.
Thank you
comrades and gentlemen!
That's all I have to say.
Now it's your turn Janez.
Let's hear from Janez Kranjc
the finest corporal in the division!
Go ahead.
Can I sing something
in lieu of a speech?
Have you told him
the phone number?
Of course.
- Come on!
Come here.
Here we are.
Let me help you with that.
Hey neighbours!
Pick up the phone!
I can't. My hands are dirty.
Someone's asking for
the Kranjc family.
Give it here.
I'm coming.
Hello.
Brother...
It's you!
How are you?
How are the parents?
Has Irina graduated?
Your daughter-in-law's
looking after you?
They're fine.
They're here.
Fine.
She's about to give birth.
Excellent!
It's huge.
A three-room apartment!
We're fine. No problems.
We have everything.
We say hello too.
Stay healthy.
Great hearing from you.
Good bye!
You're getting good
at lying.
Three rooms indeed!
Why does everyone have
to know what squalor we live in?
Why burden her?
Why do you burden us?
I have one brother.
What about us?
She's got four of us.
Have you heard from
that ass?
I can't hear you!
Have you heard from that ass?
What's he doing down there?
It's been a month since he left.
He'll call.
He's not a child.
Maybe he's calling
the old number.
He'll call when he
spends all my money.
All the money you give him,
he's probably at the casino.
When I die, you two
will tear each other apart.
He's your only son.
And why would you die?
Why? Why?
Go!
You should go
and get examined too.
I've probably
infected you too.
What are you gonna infect
me with, you fool?
You're healthy everywhere
except in your head.
Where's the TV?
Oh!
Look! Look!
Look!
Your lungs are as healthy
as a baby's!
They didn't give me any
medication! Not a pill!
That means I'm dead!
No cure!
I know!
I know!
Then die already,
for God's sake!
Christ!
But don't take us
all with you!
Where's my gun?
Neighbour!
May I make a call?
- Sure!
Pristina?
Put me through to
student housing, please.
Give me Gorazd Kranjc.
Second year of law school.
Yes.
I don't know
his room number.
OK. I'll wait.
Hello.
Wait. What do you mean...
What do you mean
he's not there?
He was awarded a room
and everything.
I don't understand.
Hello.
He never even went there.
No. No.
No.
That's it.
Are you OK?
Thank you.
Thanks a lot!
Commander, sir!
No one named Kranjc.
I knew it.
He must have found
somewhere to live.
Go home.
He'll call.
Maybe I could
take a look at
some of your files.
Sure.
Move kid...
Sit down.
Look.
You press this button...
This one here...
What's this?
That's Sloba.
Our pet.
Anyway...
Press STOP if you see him.
But I'm sure you won't see him.
After 20 years on the force
I have a nose for these things.
Here he is.
That's....
That's Goran Nikolic.
Known as Goga from Dorcol.
That's your son?
Gorazd!
Son!
You're not easy to find.
- What are you doing here?
What's up, mum?
- I have the flu.
A cold.
Why haven't you called, son?
Where are Tanja
and the twins?
At the cinema.
This is for you, mum.
Chickpeas!
Here's some money.
I found a three-bedroom
apartment on Dorcol for you.
You can move in tonight.
And I'll have my men
move your stuff.
What men, you louse?
What men?
The drug dealers?
The extortionists?
Do they have a sideline
as movers too?
This is Goran Nikolic
from Dorcol!
I'll kill him!
I made him! I'll kill him!
His file at the police
is thicker than
my file at the army
after 30 years.
Look through the window,
mummy,
and see your baby's
chauffeur waiting by the car.
That's my friend.
Give me back my gun.
What are you talking about?
Do that again
and I'll kill you.
Shoot.
You've already killed me.
I'm dead already.
Don't do it, son.
You don't have the
guts to shoot me,
Goran.
You have to be
a men to have guts.
Not a name-changing
pussy like you.
Someone like you.
Yes. Someone like me.
Come on then.
Shoot!
Big boy from Dorcol!
- Don't do it son!
You'll do it yourself.
It'll hurt more that way.
You don't deserve
a quick death.
That's not enough.
You don't have the guts
to pull a trigger, pussy!
Misfortune!
Great misfortune!
It took me 30 years
to get to Slovenia
and then everything
went to Hell.
And I was declared a traitor
for staying true to my word.
Fuck it.
You hold a man by his word.
And an ox by his tail.
As far as I'm concerned
Yugoslavia is still complete.
And the others can go
fuck themselves, get it?
No one can steal
that away from me.
Your estimate was bad.
You were convinced the
real army would show up
kill the traitors
the rest would be arrested
and that's that.
Right?
You're right.
That's what I thought.
But they'd arrest you
at the border now.
No can do.
I'm here with my own kind.
What? The officers who
told you to go fuck yourself?
You're nowhere now.
But we...
Where are we?
Did you ever think about us?
You can go wherever
you want to.
You're a Yugoslav.
No one can take
that away from you.
I'm not a Yugoslav.
I'm a big boy from
Dorcol!
I'm a part of something.
Get it? Something!
A part of a gang
of crooks.
Stay!
Stay please
for your mother!
Here are the keys to
the apartment.
Dubrovacka street.
No. 16.
We don't need that apartment.
A year's rent paid.
Give my regards
to my sister.
Woman,
this gun's been fired.
Dear guests, let us
introduce you to the girls
you will be bidding on.
Look at the first girl!
Sandra!
Moving on! Each one
prettier than the one before.
Mimi!
Let's start the auction.
500 for the first time.
600!
Moving on.
650!
700!
750!
Who'll give more?
- 800!
800! Alright! Who'll give more?
- 850!
Any more?
- 900!
900 going once!
Going twice!
Come on lads!
Sold for 900!
Let's move on to some new girls!
Here's our lucky winner
approaching his chosen one.
It's the gorgeous Sandra!
But we have even prettier
girls. Mimi, this one, that one.
Don't take my word for it.
See for yourselves!
Look at that!
Must you do this?
Hurry up you two!
And shut your mouth if
you wanna fill it with bread!
Are these my Russian girls?
Sorry Filip,
I don't understand.
Hurry up, girls.
You two are great!
Your only competition is
our little Ustasha girl!
If you ever say that again
I'll poke your eyes out.
Get it?
Ustasha.
I told you.
Blood is my
light and darkness
to quote
Ivan Goran Kovacic.
You'll get to know darkness
when I poke your eyes out
you slimy fucking scum!
Leave him.
He doesn't have it easy either.
He's a refugee too.
Gentlemen! We're proceeding
with the auction.
Here are our girls,
dear guests,
coming down the stairs
and standing before you.
Look at them. Look
how elegant they look.
Look at our dear Russian girls!
Let's spread brotherhood
and unity. Kick those legs up!
Left!
Right!
Now move your arms!
Come on!
Arms up!
Arms down!
Come on, dear guests!
Take your pick! Come on!
This one's the best.
I told you I have
an eye for these things.
Get away from me!
Go! Go!
Go!
Get away!
Get away!
Hello.
Yes.
Just a moment.
Daughter!
Guess what?
Bosnia calling.
Hello.
Kosta?
If you're out of breath
take a deep breath.
Just a little more.
One more push.
Come on.
A little more.
A little more.
That's it.
What are you doing?
Have you lost your mind?
I'm cooking milk for
Jovana and Magda.
Why are you cooking outside?
We're not Gypsies.
There's sickness inside.
Sickness. Sickness.
You're sick.
In the head.
Magda!
Jovana!
Come here! Come here!
Come and get your food!
You won't get infected.
I've got a mask on.
Come here.
Leave the kids alone!
This is the last time.
Ristana!
You won't get infected.
I'll visit your dreams.
Shut up you fool!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Don't leave me alone!
Jovana!
Magda!
Magda!
Jovana!
May they rest in peace.
Hang in there.
How's your son?
Stay safe.
Gorazd!
Gorazd!
My son!
Let's go home!
Let's go home, son!
Please!
Let's go home, son!
What home?
When am I gonna see you?
Buy the newspapers.
Check the obituaries!
There'll be around
three pages of me.
Mum!
Mummy!
Dad!
Dad!
Ristana!
Mum!
Come on!
Come on!
What will you do now?
How will you manage
with your pension?
I don't know.
I have no idea.
Let it all go to Hell.
The country.
Family.
Me too.
Let me go to Hell.
I found myself a job.
I'm a singer.
A singer?
You know I have
a good voice.
So why not earn
a few bob from it.
I could think of something
for you too.
In these times?
Who'd hire me?
Leave it all to me.
OK.
What are you thinking?
Well, of course!
Here are the
50 000 Janezs
spreading their arses
around Serbia
while my people starve!
And eat nettles!
Eat bark!
You motherfuckers!
Isn't that so?
Yeah sure.
Yeah sure. You shot our
children in the back of the head.
All for TV commercials
you pieces of fucking shit!
Unarmed children!
Without a whisker
on their chin!
That's enough.
Enough?
What are? Insane?
Your child died
in Slovenia as well.
I can't forgive you
the children!
I can't!
You fucked our children!
Meanwhile, you strut around here
like nothing happened!
That's enough! - What?
- Fuck off out of here!
What do you mean?
- Fuck off!
What the fuck is wrong with you,
Milan. Didn't they kill your son?
Get out of here!
- What are you scared of?
Get lost!
Fuck you too!
Go home! - We'll get some guns
fuck them all up! Get our own back!
The bar's closed!
Everyone home!
That's it!
You can stay,
uncle Janko.
I'm sorry but that idiot
pissed me off.
I heard about all the things
that happened to you.
I'm sorry.
He's our saviour and
avenger.
Let's have a drink.
On me.
No, it's on me.
What are you having?
Bring us
the most expensive drink.
I got a grandson!
Konstantin.
It's on me.
It's on me.
When are you
going to work?
7:30.
I won't be long.
- OK. Hurry up!
Grampa. Grampa.
Hello, grandson.
Hello. Hello.
What's up?
Mummy's gone. Ey?
She's a naughty girl.
She's left you all alone.
Shame on her.
Grampa.
Konstantin.
Konstantin.
Ready?
Come on.
Where's Cvjeta?
Her child's sick.
He's got bronchitis.
What's your kid's name?
Konstantin.
Like my husband.
How old is he?
A month and a half
in two days.
Who watches him
when you're at work?
My father.
He's retired.
A former YPA officer.
Please be nice to him.
He looks like Banderas,
but he's terrified.
Moving on to shot 73.
Lie down and
lift your skirt up.
You step over her,
take your dick out
and piss on her tits.
You ready?
Ready?
- Yes.
Roll camera!
Rolling.
Stop!
Where's the hat?
Hey you!
Arsehole!
Watch where you piss.
You're supposed to
aim here
at my tits.
Not my face.
Get it?
This is your costume.
Get dressed.
Hold these.
Come on!
This is him, boss.
Where's his top hat?
I'll get it.
Find the bloody top hat!
I'm on!
SUBTITLES BY:
Mateja Djedovic
Cheers!
Cheers to you all!
Cheers!
Cheers to the father of the bride!
Cheers to the mother of the bride!
Cheers!
- Cheers!
Cheers, Kosta!
And one day, I hope,
you make it to general!
Thanks!
I hope not!
Generals get terrible headaches!
My dear!
May you live a hundred years!
God forbid!
Health is all I ask for.
Send your wishes
to the happy couple!
Long may they live.
I'm so happy they met.
Say, Ristana...
How's life in Maribor these days?
Great!
You'll never forget my Sarajevo.
I promise you that!
He's next to be wed!
Have you got a girlfriend?
There's been a few...
What the fuck is this?
A wedding or a funeral?
Play!
Come on!
What's this?
An important announcement!
What?
What's happened?
All officers must report
on duty right away!
Slovenia has declared independence!
Must you?
Nothing to be done about it.
It's a soldier's fate.
I must go.
Can you
take us to the letališče?
I mean airport!
Did it have to do that right now?
As you Slovenians say
hudič prokleti!
Kosta!
Come back soon!
Ristana!
Come on!
- You're all sweaty.
You'll catch a cold.
Take care
From Vardar to Triglav...
There's gonna be shit!
Fuck this happiness!
Are we there yet?
Almost.
What the hell is this?
There's no one in it.
Turn around.
Come on out!
Come on!
Let's clear this.
Come on!
Don't shoot!
What's wrong with you?
You're shooting at your own people!
Are you Slovenian?
Yes. I am.
Then why the fuck are
you in that red army?
Don't shoot!
Don't...
Let's bring him in!
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
I'm yours!
What the fuck is going on?
Territorial defense
is shooting at my boys!
One wounded.
Pantelic dead!
Dead!
We're defending Slovenia.
From whom, for fuck's sake?
Me?
Listen, Janez.
Don't get involved.
This Yugoslav tyranny
has lasted long enough.
We're Europeans!
This is our chance to get out!
And what about
an officer's honour?
Forget it, Janez!
We're the laughing stock
of the World, because
of the whole Europe,
only us and the Albanians
still live in Communism.
The Albanians are dropping it too!
Us Slovenians are getting robbed!
Mr Kranjc!
We're offering you the rank
of captain in the Slovenian army!
Captain first class!
Mr Kranjc!
It seems to me you're not aware
of the financial responsibilities.
And other consequences.
We need you, Janez!
Now you're in the
European Slovenia!
Mr Kranjc!
If you stay in
their army
we'll consider you
a traitor!
Gorazd!
Box this
and take it to the truck!
Call Tanja in Sarajevo
and tell her we're
leaving tonight.
I see you're leaving.
I don't understand you
dropping everything to go
live in that Balkan corner.
It's all over anyway!
You're wrong.
Idiot! You're running
away like some child!
You're crazy!
Why don't you stay?
Ristana, tell him!
There's still time,
Janez!
Don't leave your kind.
We'll rid Slovenia
of them!
Your place is here.
With us!
In Slovenia!
Look everyone!
The capital of Yugoslavia!
Look!
BELGRADE
Where are you from?
Slovenia.
We're from Split!
God almighty,
what is insanity
making us turn
into headless flies?
Stop interfering in the
affairs of state. Move!
Where do I put this?
On the fridge.
You're insane!
Keep nibbling.
Keep nibbling.
Put this in the corner
somewhere.
What now, comrade
sergeant major?
Nothing.
At ease!
Fucking hell!
I forgot the aerial!
I'm going shopping
for an aerial.
Take the kids with you.
They're bothering me.
Come on babies!
Let's go see Belgrade!
Go cover our stuff!
Move! You're blocking
my light!
Look!
According to ministers
of the state Jansa and Babcar
the Yugoslav People's Army
is continuing to move into
the country especially
on the border crossings
especially Istocna and Stajerska.
However, it must be noted
that there's a propaganda war
going on in Slovenia
making official information
unreliable.
For instance,
the war minister
Janez Jansa
said that there are hundreds
of wounded and killed
on the side of the YPA.
But claimed today that
he had no idea
how many victims there are.
The vice president of the
Federal Executive Council...
Why don't you go to sleep?
... who called the YPA
"an occupying force".
As well as...
Look at you.
We live down the hall.
Good for you.
I work downstairs
and sleep downstairs.
In the kitchen?
Where are you from?
Zagreb.
My parents
are getting a divorce.
My mum's a
Bosnian Serb.
My dad's Croatian.
They won't stop arguing.
So I went to stay
with my aunt.
But she ran off with
some dude.
Then my uncle
kicked me out.
So I said to myself,
"Ruzica! There's a war on.
The shit's hit the fan!
At least you're not
in the high risk zone anymore."
So now I'm a refugee.
So now you're cleaning floors.
So what?
A ballet dancer needs
to do her squats!
You're a ballet dancer?
How about you?
I'm a law student.
Keep quiet!
Leave us in peace!
You'll wake the children!
Bye!
Hey!
What's your name?
Ruzica!
Well, Ruzica,
I'm Gorazd.
Well, Gorazd...
Good night,
as they say in America.
But...
I hate my name!
So what should I do?
Cry for you?
No...
Call me Goran, Goga,
anything but Gorazd.
OK,
Gorazd.
Move!
Hurry up!
Group one,
move to the left!
Group two,
to the right!
Charge!
How come we always
land the worst missions?
True. We always
get fucked!
Wherever it's the worst,
they send the 3rd platoon!
That's because of him.
Come on!
Hurry up!
Line up!
Comrade soldiers!
Only a soldier who's
physically fit and whose
morale is high can do
everything that's asked of him!
An unfit army
is easily defeated!
Corporal!
Move!
Turn left!
Forward march!
My boot is giving
me a blister
I can't even feel
my left fucking foot.
Good exercise!
Yes! Today's captain
Mataruga's turn to buy drinks.
Major Mataruga actually!
He passed his exams then?
Yes, but let me
tell you something
If my foot wasn't killing me...
Hop in Tisma!
- Alright!
Should we give
Janez a lift?
Fuck him.
He's Slovenian.
Don't, son. You father will
be home any minute.
Here he is.
He's coming.
Good day!
Good day.
Are you tired?
I walked 10 kilometers today.
I left those jokers
800 meters behind me.
Silly buggers.
Some officers they are.
Leave that!
Give me half a glass!
Just to warm up!
We're out.
What d'you mean out?
I bought some yesterday.
No. Wednesday.
You didn't leave me any money.
My mistake.
Hey!
I'm leaving soon.
Be careful out there and
study hard.
Pass your exams in time.
OK! OK!
I'll need money.
Of course you will.
How much is a ticket to Pristina?
I already told you.
That's nothing.
What d'you mean nothing?
He'll get everything
for free in Pristina.
Board, food,
everything.
This is for the ticket and
he'll even have some left.
I have to buy books too.
There's a library
at your college.
There's also a public one.
I've seen it.
It's enormous!
He won't last the winter
in these shoes.
He'll get sick.
Can't he get a job?
Can't he?
Then roll up
your sleeves, my lad.
It'll do you good,
mummy's boy.
Why are you insulting me?
I'm insulting you?
You are.
You're humiliating me.
I'm humiliating you?
I'm humiliating you?
Today I marched 50 kilometers
with 20 year old kids
and I'm humiliating you!
I earned the bread
you're eating.
Every crumb of it
I payed in blood
And I'm humiliating you!
I feed five of you!
You eat like zoo animals!
You'd eat an ox,
you lazy scum!
Here!
Take it all!
Eat it all!
Thanks!
OK!
I'm in your debt, kid.
If you need something
come to "Penelope".
I'll pay you back!
- OK!
Hello!
- Where have you been?
Don't ask.
Trouble at home.
Please take over.
What's new?
Nothing much.
Just a war in Bosnia!
According to our information
this was the reason for
the Bosnian Territorial Army
to attack this unit.
Armed conflicts have now
spread throughout the city.
There have been
all sorts of grenade strikes
throughout Sarajevo.
Grenades hit everywhere
tenement houses
and apartment buildings,
shops,
as well as the building of
TV Sarajevo which has been
hit by about
20 grenades.
We still have no information
about the number of
victims and the wounded.
But we estimate
enormous losses.
Due to the latest armed conflicts
across Bosnia, the Territorial...
Bruce Lee!
Salud amigo!
What will you drink?
Coke please!
I could do with
some money.
What a surprise!
Cheers!
Cheers.
I'm off to Pristina
to study...
If you were off
to Oxford
that would be
a problem, but
Shqipland's easy.
How much d'you need?
No. Not that...
I wanted to earn
the money.
A businessman!
Oh...
George!
20 trucks as agreed.
Marlboro, Jack Daniels,
Chivas
2 oil tankers.
That's the lad
I told you about.
I'm George!
He wants a job.
Send him to Vucela!
Give me another
cold one, Milance!
Janez?
Brandy.
- Give him.
Double.
Who's paying?
Who's paying?
Are we humans or
Slovenians?
Hey, Rocko,
where's my money?
Friday.
Cheers!
Let's finish the bottle.
Who's paying?
Janez I guess.
We agreed he'd pay
the sixth round.
I'm skint.
You're skint?
Why the fuck did
you drink six brandy’s then?
When you can't
afford a round
then you don't let others buy
you drinks. That's the way it is.
There are rules
even in drinking.
I didn't tell you
to buy me a drink.
You kept buying.
And you didn't want
to turn me down.
He's right.
You kept buying.
Fuck it. I'm as rich
as Onassis.
I could feed and drink
three Slovenians all day.
Good for you.
Listen!
Bring him five brandy’s
and line them up nicely
so comrade sergeant major
can order them around.
No need!
You bring 'em! He can spill
'em if he doesn't want 'em.
He'll bring them.
I said I didn't want them.
Are you Slovenians born
with rattlesnakes in your pockets?
It doesn't matter.
What does matter, is that
we know where we are.
There's a saying
'round these parts.
Feed a dog to bite you.
It's a good saying.
Isn't it?
It is.
Sure it is.
Nedic kept you fed
during World War II.
You were all nice and
plump when it was all over.
Half of Serbia was in
camps, the other half dead.
Meanwhile, 50 000 of you
came over.
Serbs starved...
50 000...
But Slovenians
were always well fed.
And then all that
shit started!
Brotherhood and unity!
Fuck all of you brothers
and Unitarians!
Some thanks we got...
Now you're killing our children...
Shooting them in
the back of the head.
They were all unarmed...
Stop fucking our kids...
European motherfuckers!
Your wife's calling
you Rocko!
Tell her to go fuck herself!
She's calling you home.
You've got guests.
Fuck her and
her guests.
You cunts!
Just you keep drinking, Janez!
Keep drinking!
Hey, Rocko!
You forgot something.
The fuck do you want?
Stop fucking about
with the man...
You left your slippers
under the table.
I'm sick and tired of you.
Who's paying?
I am, of course!
You know how rich I am.
I'm leaving!
I've had enough
of you drunk bastards!
You'll be back!
Go home now!
They've arrived.
Vuco's coming!
Are you Goga?
- Yes.
Well.
I don't even have to study.
When I was your age
I already had a job.
I commanded 30 men.
An entire platoon.
You mean the same job
as these days?
You...
This is your fault.
Why?
What do I have to with it?
The only job you had was
to bring up the kids.
And you couldn't
even do that!
It's always my fault.
Why did we have to
leave Slovenia?
I never said a word.
It was your call.
Just yours.
Why didn't we go to my
family in Macedonia?
Because an oath's oath
and it's for the rest of your life.
I gave an oath to
serve Yugoslavia.
You can't just change uniforms
like dirty underwear.
I'm a man
not dough!
That's why now everyone
gets to shit on me.
Why can't he go to college
in Belgrade then?
Because everything's free
in Pristina.
Board, food,
everything!
And the one year he studied
in Slovenia will count there.
It would count here too.
It's so...
It's so there'd be
one less of us
in this compartment,
you fool.
Janez!
What?
What?
- I wanna pee.
Then go and pee.
Wait your turn!
Hello?
Yes?
No.
No. No.
There's no one
here named Goran Nikolic.
What?
The bathroom's busy.
Someone's washing.
Hold it in.
I can't.
Then pee in the bucket.
Come on.
Come on!
No one will see you.
Come on!
Hello!
It's me.
I can't.
I'm leaving.
Yeah. Yeah.
Alright.
Is that some
bimbo of yours?
Here. Gorazd.
You can take my shoes.
They're too small.
Well, you can...
tuck your toes in...
Here.
- Jesus Christ!
That's enough.
That's OK.
Here's an address.
Come 'round sometime.
You go to the lab.
Have the photos on
Ljuba's desk in an hour!
OK?
Bye.
- Bye.
What was this,
Ruzica?
They're photographing
ballet dancers for a magazine.
In a kitchen?
Amongst refugees?
Yes. They're also refugees.
I must live
on something, Gorazd.
On this?
D'you have a
better suggestion?
I do, Ruzica.
Wait.
- What?
Watch the kids while
I pop down to the store.
OK.
Your bone, madam.
Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Where is it?
My wallet's gone!
I must have
forgotten it.
Don't worry, madam.
Kid!
Put this back.
Here's some change
for milk and bread.
I'll send my boy to
get it later.
OK.
Thanks.
Does she do this every day?
- Yes.
What's in that paper bag?
A bone for soup.
I'm begging you!
Are any of you from Prijedor?
Has anyone seen
this man?
Are you from Prijedor?
His name is Zivojin Radenovic.
He's from Prijedor.
Has anyone seen this man?
Is this everything?
How was your trip?
Fine.
- How's Bosnia?
Like Bosnia.
What's in the bag?
Photo albums.
Let's go.
How's mum?
She's getting used to it.
How's Gorazd?
He's studying.
Getting ready to go
to Pristina.
How are the little ones?
- They're still little.
Am I walking too fast?
OK. We can slow down.
What a nice dog.
What are you doing here?
I followed you.
And?
What did you see?
Why are you
doing this, Gorazd?
I care about you.
Come on then.
Ruzica?
Ruzica?
Ruzica?
Ruzica?
Are you OK?
How are you going
to pull that off?
I have just enough money
to make it to Skopje.
My mum's Macedonian.
I have family there.
My uncle's a trucker
or something like that.
He'll give me some money
and then we can run away.
What am I gonna do
in Thessaloniki, Gorazd?
Call me Goran, Goga,
anything but Gorazd. Please!
I'll wish dishes
in a restaurant
and you'll sell peanuts
on the street.
Wow!
You lack imagination.
I have too much of it.
I'm imagining you
fucking me
deeper and deeper.
You're squeezing
me tighter.
You're biting my lip.
I'm having such a great time.
You're driving me crazy!
Come on!
Please Gorazd!
Have I tired you out?
No.
No.
You really have
a rich imagination!
It known no boundaries!
Talk to me.
We'll take the first plane
from Thessaloniki to Brussels.
You know...
That's where the
European Karate Center is.
I'm well known there.
They'll give me a job.
And you'll go to ballet school.
When are we leaving?
Tomorrow.
I'm serious.
So am I.
You're serious?
What time do
we leave?
6 AM.
Platform 38.
I'll be there at 5:30.
You haven't told us
how Kosta's doing.
He's on Majevica.
The Turks are getting
ready to attack.
I assume you mean Muslims,
Mrs Nikodijevic.
Yes, father.
I mean Muslims.
Our brothers who killed
my in-laws.
And are now trying
to kill my husband.
Tanja!
And your husband's
a philatelist
and has gone to Majevica
to catch butterflies.
Philatelists collect stamps.
Butterflies are collected by...
He's a Captain
in the Serbian army.
Blimey!
Already a captain!
I'll have to salute him
the next time I see him.
By the time you see him
he'll be a major.
Keep looking at your
photos, you arrogant bitch!
That's no way to talk
to your father!
You tell your Captain,
not to rush through his ranks.
That's a surefire way
to lose your head.
And he's got ample reason
to keep his
thick Bosnian head
on his shoulders!
Thick Serbian head!
Tanja!
Hello?
Beg your pardon?
Whom are you looking for?
You got the right number but
there's no one called
Goran Nikolic here.
You're welcome.
Is this the Skopje bus?
What?
Can't you read?
Put your bag there.
Buy me a juice, mummy!
Buy me juice!
I'm thirsty!
Buy me a bloody juice!
Come on!
I wonder if there's
anyone left in the asylums.
Have you heard from Gorazd?
- No.
What's he waiting for?
You gave him
the phone number?
What phone number?
The hotel one.
He's got my office number.
Bye.
Daughter...
I want to tell you something.
What?
I was gonna wait
until you had the baby.
You don't have to
carry my burden.
Please forgive your mother!
Come now.
I'll comb your hair
and you'll face the new day
with a new haircut.
Huh?
Hello?
It's you.
We're fine.
It's a boy.
No, I didn't have an
ultrasound, I just know.
Trust me.
I know.
I'm not kidding,
I'm serious.
Start thinking up names.
They're nice.
Be careful, honey!
I will.
I love you, baby.
Stay safe and...
The line went dead.
Kosta said hi.
Thanks.
What were you
gonna tell me?
You must take care of
your father and the kids.
I'm riddled with cancer.
Riddled.
Stop giving your last words,
for God's sake woman!
What are you talking about.
You're healthier than any of us.
Have you seen a doctor?
No.
I don't need a doctor!
I know.
This is it.
I just hope I don't
infect you and the kids.
Before I close my eyes.
- For fuck's sake!
Stop rambling.
Good day.
Is the boss here?
- That's him.
Good day.
- Good day.
You're the owner
of this shop?
Yes. I am.
I'm Tatjana Nikodijevic.
A hairdresser and cosmetician
with a degree.
I had my own shop
in Sarajevo.
I'd work for half price.
Seven months?
Five.
Five and a half.
You're out of your mind.
You'll be in labour
in five days!
I'll be back in ten days!
Please!
Please! You have no idea
how good I am!
For one.
I don't employ refugees.
As a rule.
And two.
When I do employ someone.
I have to fuck her.
How can I fuck you with
all these kids around?
Get lost.
Go fuck yourself,
you piece of shit.
Motherfucker!
I hope you're fire insured!
Madam!
Well done!
Go to Njegos Street No. 9.
Tell them Marina sent you.
Thanks!
This kid wants to see you.
Have you decided?
I have no choice.
Take the kid and
go to the flea market
and don't come back until
the job's done! Understood?
Switch it off.
Boss!
Top Gun's here!
Where's your boss?
The Zemun boys are
offering cheaper protection.
If you have any complaints
you know where to find us!
Now give her back the money.
Jesus!
Please don't.
- Run!
What's going on?
They killed him!
Someone help us!
Does it hurt?
I'll put some ice on it
and it'll be better!
Jesus!
- It hurts!
Stop! Stop!
Gorazd!
Son!
Gorazd!
Gorazd!
Stop!
You can get dressed.
Gorazd.
Where's Gorazd?
What's wrong with her?
He's in Pristina, mum!
He escaped?
Is he alive?
Here.
It's not a concussion.
Kosta!
Take it easy.
Thank you.
Why didn't you tell me
you were coming?
I couldn't!
I came straight from the
battlefield! With the wounded!
What are you doing here?
Mum's not feeling well!
Why?
She overate?
How's the baby?
He needs his dad.
He looks like Al Capone.
Where's Vucela?
Hey boys!
Has anyone seen Vucela?
What's up?
He came up three oil
tankers short.
So?
What d'you mean so?
Get him back.
Come in Janko.
Good morning, colonel!
Sit down.
Thank you.
Why did you ask
to see me?
I've come to ask you
a favour, colonel.
I need your help.
Let's have a drink.
How's your family?
Fine.
They're not fine.
My daughter's pregnant.
Her husband's in Bosnia.
My son's in Pristina.
I have the twins.
My wife's sick.
And all of that in
200 square feet.
And now they want
to retire me!
What are we gonna live on,
colonel? What?
You'll get severance pay,
Janko.
Please, colonel. I could
work for another two years.
If they retire me now, I'll
never get an apartment.
Where are we gonna live?
On the street?
Janko, your status
isn't going to change.
The army appreciates your
loyalty and your service.
Cheers!
Cheers.
He's here.
Go!
You're pulling
this one off.
Me?
You fucked up the
flea market job, right?
That was my mother!
Don't be a baby, man.
There's no one in this job
except for the job.
This is your opportunity
for redemption.
You know what George's like.
Take it easy, kid.
The job's done.
Because of your dedication
and honoured service
to the motherland
Federal Republic of Yugoslavia,
even though you are leaving
the Yugoslav People's Army,
you will never be forgotten!
We'll always remember you
and be proud of you
for as long as our army
and our country exists!
Three cheers for your superior officers!
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!
Thanks.
Thank you
comrades and gentlemen!
That's all I have to say.
Now it's your turn Janez.
Let's hear from Janez Kranjc
the finest corporal in the division!
Go ahead.
Can I sing something
in lieu of a speech?
Have you told him
the phone number?
Of course.
- Come on!
Come here.
Here we are.
Let me help you with that.
Hey neighbours!
Pick up the phone!
I can't. My hands are dirty.
Someone's asking for
the Kranjc family.
Give it here.
I'm coming.
Hello.
Brother...
It's you!
How are you?
How are the parents?
Has Irina graduated?
Your daughter-in-law's
looking after you?
They're fine.
They're here.
Fine.
She's about to give birth.
Excellent!
It's huge.
A three-room apartment!
We're fine. No problems.
We have everything.
We say hello too.
Stay healthy.
Great hearing from you.
Good bye!
You're getting good
at lying.
Three rooms indeed!
Why does everyone have
to know what squalor we live in?
Why burden her?
Why do you burden us?
I have one brother.
What about us?
She's got four of us.
Have you heard from
that ass?
I can't hear you!
Have you heard from that ass?
What's he doing down there?
It's been a month since he left.
He'll call.
He's not a child.
Maybe he's calling
the old number.
He'll call when he
spends all my money.
All the money you give him,
he's probably at the casino.
When I die, you two
will tear each other apart.
He's your only son.
And why would you die?
Why? Why?
Go!
You should go
and get examined too.
I've probably
infected you too.
What are you gonna infect
me with, you fool?
You're healthy everywhere
except in your head.
Where's the TV?
Oh!
Look! Look!
Look!
Your lungs are as healthy
as a baby's!
They didn't give me any
medication! Not a pill!
That means I'm dead!
No cure!
I know!
I know!
Then die already,
for God's sake!
Christ!
But don't take us
all with you!
Where's my gun?
Neighbour!
May I make a call?
- Sure!
Pristina?
Put me through to
student housing, please.
Give me Gorazd Kranjc.
Second year of law school.
Yes.
I don't know
his room number.
OK. I'll wait.
Hello.
Wait. What do you mean...
What do you mean
he's not there?
He was awarded a room
and everything.
I don't understand.
Hello.
He never even went there.
No. No.
No.
That's it.
Are you OK?
Thank you.
Thanks a lot!
Commander, sir!
No one named Kranjc.
I knew it.
He must have found
somewhere to live.
Go home.
He'll call.
Maybe I could
take a look at
some of your files.
Sure.
Move kid...
Sit down.
Look.
You press this button...
This one here...
What's this?
That's Sloba.
Our pet.
Anyway...
Press STOP if you see him.
But I'm sure you won't see him.
After 20 years on the force
I have a nose for these things.
Here he is.
That's....
That's Goran Nikolic.
Known as Goga from Dorcol.
That's your son?
Gorazd!
Son!
You're not easy to find.
- What are you doing here?
What's up, mum?
- I have the flu.
A cold.
Why haven't you called, son?
Where are Tanja
and the twins?
At the cinema.
This is for you, mum.
Chickpeas!
Here's some money.
I found a three-bedroom
apartment on Dorcol for you.
You can move in tonight.
And I'll have my men
move your stuff.
What men, you louse?
What men?
The drug dealers?
The extortionists?
Do they have a sideline
as movers too?
This is Goran Nikolic
from Dorcol!
I'll kill him!
I made him! I'll kill him!
His file at the police
is thicker than
my file at the army
after 30 years.
Look through the window,
mummy,
and see your baby's
chauffeur waiting by the car.
That's my friend.
Give me back my gun.
What are you talking about?
Do that again
and I'll kill you.
Shoot.
You've already killed me.
I'm dead already.
Don't do it, son.
You don't have the
guts to shoot me,
Goran.
You have to be
a men to have guts.
Not a name-changing
pussy like you.
Someone like you.
Yes. Someone like me.
Come on then.
Shoot!
Big boy from Dorcol!
- Don't do it son!
You'll do it yourself.
It'll hurt more that way.
You don't deserve
a quick death.
That's not enough.
You don't have the guts
to pull a trigger, pussy!
Misfortune!
Great misfortune!
It took me 30 years
to get to Slovenia
and then everything
went to Hell.
And I was declared a traitor
for staying true to my word.
Fuck it.
You hold a man by his word.
And an ox by his tail.
As far as I'm concerned
Yugoslavia is still complete.
And the others can go
fuck themselves, get it?
No one can steal
that away from me.
Your estimate was bad.
You were convinced the
real army would show up
kill the traitors
the rest would be arrested
and that's that.
Right?
You're right.
That's what I thought.
But they'd arrest you
at the border now.
No can do.
I'm here with my own kind.
What? The officers who
told you to go fuck yourself?
You're nowhere now.
But we...
Where are we?
Did you ever think about us?
You can go wherever
you want to.
You're a Yugoslav.
No one can take
that away from you.
I'm not a Yugoslav.
I'm a big boy from
Dorcol!
I'm a part of something.
Get it? Something!
A part of a gang
of crooks.
Stay!
Stay please
for your mother!
Here are the keys to
the apartment.
Dubrovacka street.
No. 16.
We don't need that apartment.
A year's rent paid.
Give my regards
to my sister.
Woman,
this gun's been fired.
Dear guests, let us
introduce you to the girls
you will be bidding on.
Look at the first girl!
Sandra!
Moving on! Each one
prettier than the one before.
Mimi!
Let's start the auction.
500 for the first time.
600!
Moving on.
650!
700!
750!
Who'll give more?
- 800!
800! Alright! Who'll give more?
- 850!
Any more?
- 900!
900 going once!
Going twice!
Come on lads!
Sold for 900!
Let's move on to some new girls!
Here's our lucky winner
approaching his chosen one.
It's the gorgeous Sandra!
But we have even prettier
girls. Mimi, this one, that one.
Don't take my word for it.
See for yourselves!
Look at that!
Must you do this?
Hurry up you two!
And shut your mouth if
you wanna fill it with bread!
Are these my Russian girls?
Sorry Filip,
I don't understand.
Hurry up, girls.
You two are great!
Your only competition is
our little Ustasha girl!
If you ever say that again
I'll poke your eyes out.
Get it?
Ustasha.
I told you.
Blood is my
light and darkness
to quote
Ivan Goran Kovacic.
You'll get to know darkness
when I poke your eyes out
you slimy fucking scum!
Leave him.
He doesn't have it easy either.
He's a refugee too.
Gentlemen! We're proceeding
with the auction.
Here are our girls,
dear guests,
coming down the stairs
and standing before you.
Look at them. Look
how elegant they look.
Look at our dear Russian girls!
Let's spread brotherhood
and unity. Kick those legs up!
Left!
Right!
Now move your arms!
Come on!
Arms up!
Arms down!
Come on, dear guests!
Take your pick! Come on!
This one's the best.
I told you I have
an eye for these things.
Get away from me!
Go! Go!
Go!
Get away!
Get away!
Hello.
Yes.
Just a moment.
Daughter!
Guess what?
Bosnia calling.
Hello.
Kosta?
If you're out of breath
take a deep breath.
Just a little more.
One more push.
Come on.
A little more.
A little more.
That's it.
What are you doing?
Have you lost your mind?
I'm cooking milk for
Jovana and Magda.
Why are you cooking outside?
We're not Gypsies.
There's sickness inside.
Sickness. Sickness.
You're sick.
In the head.
Magda!
Jovana!
Come here! Come here!
Come and get your food!
You won't get infected.
I've got a mask on.
Come here.
Leave the kids alone!
This is the last time.
Ristana!
You won't get infected.
I'll visit your dreams.
Shut up you fool!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Janez!
Don't leave me alone!
Jovana!
Magda!
Magda!
Jovana!
May they rest in peace.
Hang in there.
How's your son?
Stay safe.
Gorazd!
Gorazd!
My son!
Let's go home!
Let's go home, son!
Please!
Let's go home, son!
What home?
When am I gonna see you?
Buy the newspapers.
Check the obituaries!
There'll be around
three pages of me.
Mum!
Mummy!
Dad!
Dad!
Ristana!
Mum!
Come on!
Come on!
What will you do now?
How will you manage
with your pension?
I don't know.
I have no idea.
Let it all go to Hell.
The country.
Family.
Me too.
Let me go to Hell.
I found myself a job.
I'm a singer.
A singer?
You know I have
a good voice.
So why not earn
a few bob from it.
I could think of something
for you too.
In these times?
Who'd hire me?
Leave it all to me.
OK.
What are you thinking?
Well, of course!
Here are the
50 000 Janezs
spreading their arses
around Serbia
while my people starve!
And eat nettles!
Eat bark!
You motherfuckers!
Isn't that so?
Yeah sure.
Yeah sure. You shot our
children in the back of the head.
All for TV commercials
you pieces of fucking shit!
Unarmed children!
Without a whisker
on their chin!
That's enough.
Enough?
What are? Insane?
Your child died
in Slovenia as well.
I can't forgive you
the children!
I can't!
You fucked our children!
Meanwhile, you strut around here
like nothing happened!
That's enough! - What?
- Fuck off out of here!
What do you mean?
- Fuck off!
What the fuck is wrong with you,
Milan. Didn't they kill your son?
Get out of here!
- What are you scared of?
Get lost!
Fuck you too!
Go home! - We'll get some guns
fuck them all up! Get our own back!
The bar's closed!
Everyone home!
That's it!
You can stay,
uncle Janko.
I'm sorry but that idiot
pissed me off.
I heard about all the things
that happened to you.
I'm sorry.
He's our saviour and
avenger.
Let's have a drink.
On me.
No, it's on me.
What are you having?
Bring us
the most expensive drink.
I got a grandson!
Konstantin.
It's on me.
It's on me.
When are you
going to work?
7:30.
I won't be long.
- OK. Hurry up!
Grampa. Grampa.
Hello, grandson.
Hello. Hello.
What's up?
Mummy's gone. Ey?
She's a naughty girl.
She's left you all alone.
Shame on her.
Grampa.
Konstantin.
Konstantin.
Ready?
Come on.
Where's Cvjeta?
Her child's sick.
He's got bronchitis.
What's your kid's name?
Konstantin.
Like my husband.
How old is he?
A month and a half
in two days.
Who watches him
when you're at work?
My father.
He's retired.
A former YPA officer.
Please be nice to him.
He looks like Banderas,
but he's terrified.
Moving on to shot 73.
Lie down and
lift your skirt up.
You step over her,
take your dick out
and piss on her tits.
You ready?
Ready?
- Yes.
Roll camera!
Rolling.
Stop!
Where's the hat?
Hey you!
Arsehole!
Watch where you piss.
You're supposed to
aim here
at my tits.
Not my face.
Get it?
This is your costume.
Get dressed.
Hold these.
Come on!
This is him, boss.
Where's his top hat?
I'll get it.
Find the bloody top hat!
I'm on!
SUBTITLES BY:
Mateja Djedovic