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*** it.
One or two?
I beg your pardon?
One or two?
What am I supposed to say? -Home win or away win?
Let's say... away win. -Really?
OK. I'll listen to you. Let's see if you bring me any luck.
Experience? -I worked two years at Pita's.
Until the cafe was closed. -And the owner!!!
Night shifts? -I can. No problem.
You have a husband, child... that stuff? -No.
Only fools have children at this time and day. What's your name?
Esma.
Mom.
Mom.
No, mom! I'll wet my pants!
That's it. -Stop it. -I have won.
Sara. Stop it.
Do you hear me? Stop it!
Go and get ready. You 'll be late to school.
What's your problem?!
Hit her! Now!
Enough! Stop it!
What happened? Stop it!
She hit me first! -He started it!
Why do you play a men's sport?
You kick me because I am a better player. -Enough. Come on, a kiss.
What? -Kiss each other.
No way! -He's gay! -What?!
I want your parents to come tomorrow! Yours too!
My mom is sick. -Your father can come then.
Sara does not have a dad.
My dad is a shaheed (martyr).
Your mom can come. When she feels better.
Come on now. Hurry up. Go to your classrooms!
I've waited for somebody just like you
to have you wrapped around my finger.
I wont't be sorry, no, not at all
if I make you cry.
-All these years you would give for just one night
but you can not have me I'm going to the other one...
Do you have anything... ? -No really, I don't. -Nothing?
I need 200 EUR for Sara's school trip. By the end of this week.
We'll get the money somehow. Make it a bit tighter here.
You know how many of us will come to the school reunion?
Eleven! Only 11 people out of 41.
Those who were not wasted left the country. -I won't go.
Yes, you will, I tell you. -No. I have to work.
You always have an excuse! You must come! -Be quiet!
You want me to narrow it more? Or make it loose... Sabina! Hey.
Fine, I'll come. -You'll lie! -No.
I give you my young pioneer's word. -Swear on Tito's name.
Come on, turn around.
So, do you want it looser or tighter? -Make it looser.
You can see the love handles.
Hey!
What do you want?
Come here.
No, you come here.
My dad is a shaheed (martyr) too.
Sometimes I dream that same voice
I don't see the face, but I can hear the voice saying
"You have five minutes to leave the house!"
I try to cram a plastic bag with my mom's photographs
but they just fell through and fall to the floor.
I look down and I see my mom smiling at me. God forbid.
When I sleep, I dream our house...
the way it used to be.
Beige walls, hardwood woodwork
doors, windows... My Ismet made it all himself.
And when I'm awake, I can't see our house.
I can't remember Ismet's face...
not even my child's face.
And now, as you speak, Vasvija? -Come on, cut the crap!
Give us some money or work if there's any.
Not everybody shares your opinion about the centre.
Some women have the need to talk about their feelings.
Being reticent is the worst thing we can do.
Some of you have never spoken about what happened to them.
But my experience tells that there can be no healing without talking.
And... there's no work at the moment.
There's work for you! You are taken care of!
It's OK Dzemilla!
Continue!
Esma Halilovic. -Esma!
It is eighty now. Less than before.
It's better than nothing.
Can I ask you...
Is there any way for me to get an advance payment?
Sara is going on a school-trip... -No, please don't !
I get monthly grants for all of you. There's no way to pay in advance.
OK. Thank you. -Esma.
You should come to the Center more often, not only when money is given.
Why? You have enough nutcases without me around.
One trout. A bigger one.
Trout is Sara's favorite.
Yummy! Something smells nice.
Hi. -Go wash your hands.
How was school? -Fine.
What about Geography? -The teacher didn't call my name.
The teacher wanted us to talk about book assignments.
He wanted Keno to answer a lesson.
Keno just kept silent. Oh... -Yes.
Suddenly, he fell to the floor. We all stood up.
So, Keno was on the floor, saliva coming out of his mouth.
The teacher sent Amer to call an ambulance but Keno just stood up.
You understand? -No.
He was pretending. -Come on, eat. It will get cold.
It's good, isn't it? -It's great.
I don't know if they'll let Keno go on the school trip.
It has to be paid by the end of the week.
Keno said that he would go even if they don't let him go with us.
What's with your nails?
Go cut your nails. -The meal will get cold...
Now!
I don't know how to cut the nails on my right hand.
Oh, mom!
It's got cold. -Eat it!
No. It's cold now. -I told you to eat!
No, I will not!
You are late!
There is your work wear. Change your clothes.
If you listen to me, show your ***.
You'll get more tips.
You see... God gave women their bodies so they rule the world.
But they don't use it.
Help me.
Jabolka.
Esma? -Esma from Bosnia?
Yes. -It's as bad as being a Ukrainian!
Thanks.
Go to sleep! Turn the light off. Do you hear me?
Out of my room! -If only you were my, I would show you.
You spinster!
That poor woman, why did God punished her so?
You stupid cow!
Are you OK? -Yes.
Are you sure? -I am.
You need a ride? -No, thank you.
Come on. Get in. Don't shilly-shally.
How did you bet on Valencia vs. Real? -One, home win.
You? -Bloody two.
Only a fool can bet on an away win with Real.
How many double picks do you have? -Six.
What about Saran? -He's got 12.
He'll miss them all again.
Where to? - Grbavica. -I live at Grbavica too.
We'll drive Cenga home first.
I could have won big time with Real's away win. -You didn't.
*** them all! Stupid phonies.
We are at Grbavica.
Sorry. I just...
Thank you. Good night. -See you.
I think I know you from somewhere. -I don't know.
You are. -We've seen each other in 'America'.
I know. But that's when I realized I know you.
Where do you go out? -I don't go out. Nowhere.
Do you come to identifications?
I used to come. -That's where I know you from!
Who are you looking for?
I already found... my father. And you?
I'm looking for my old man too.
You haven't found him yet? -No.
I was once sure I had found him. A hundred corpses were excavated.
I saw on one corpse the same watch as my father used to have.
I looked at his feet and saw the same black shoes
that he was wearing when he left the house.
I was sure it was him. I started crying and talking to him.
Suddenly a woman jumped in and said: "Father, my father!"
I said: "Hey, how do you know this is your father?" She said:
"I recognized his watch, the shoes and the golden tooth."
She opened his mouth to look at the teeth.
I forgot to do that.
I liked the man as if he had been my dad.
I even went to his funeral.
Two more mass graves will be excavated here around Grbavica.
I hope my dad will be among them.
Why am I bothering you with his? -You are not bothering me. No.
You want us to cruise around the city?
I am tired. I need to go.
Come on, we won't be long. -Some other time.
I did bore you.
No, really. I'm just tired. I have to get some sleep.
Good night. -See you.
Writing poetry is very hard, not everybody can write.
I will recite a poem grand because school trip is around.
If your parent is a shaheed, bring cerfiticate, money you don't need.
If your parent was disabled in war, a discount is what you should aim for.
We wish our kids to travel safely and enjoy school-trip greatly!
Tell me a city and a number.
Paris. Seven.
Sara! How is your mom?
Oh, what's wrong with her?
Cancer. -Cancer?!
Come on, don't cry.
Be brave!
My aunt died of cancer.
I don't give a damn!
Where are my yellow socks? -In the bathroom.
Get the laundry out of the washing machine please.
Those who bring certificates pay just some of the price.
For what? -For the school trip.
What certificate?
That my dad is shaheed (martyr).
But they still have not find the body.
You can give me a certificate that he was a soldier.
All right I will find it!
I have to take it to the school now.
I have to find it first. -Well, find it now.
Come on, Sara. It's not burning!
Esma! -Aunt!
Dear girl. I just come from Mula's tehvid. You know Jusuf's wife?
Good day. -Hello, dear. -You go. I'll be with you in a minute.
She's the spitting image of your late mother.
That's life. Your mom thought you would be a doctor and get married.
She wanted a grandchild so much. Maybe it's good she didn't live
to see this one. Sorry, Esma.
Sorry, I give you hard time. -It's OK.
Sara goes on a school-trip. -Really? That's great!
I haven't got my salary yet. Can you lend me some...
I would pay you back quickly. -Yes.
You know how small pensions are. If it weren't for Harun,
who rarely sends some money from America, I would starve to death.
Before, pensioners were appreciated!
They even went to the seaside for free.
I can't remember when I last saw the sea.
What can you do? That's life. Here, give it to the girl.
How do I resemble my dad?
What do you mean?
Do I look like him?
No, you look like me.
And what I have from my dad? -From your dad?
Hair.
Really? -It's the same color.
Who is that Esma who started working with us? -Dunno.
But I don't think she'll stay long. -Why? -She is clumsy.
Why do you ask? -No particular reason.
What's up, boys? You have forgotten your war commander?
What's up, Puska? -Come on. Follow me.
Where is this world going to, Chenga?
Young hotties *** their brains out. I can't satisfy them all.
Well, it's no wonder with your looks... -Don't *** me.
How is your mom? -She's fine. -Don't let me hear that your mom.
lacks something! She has to have everything she needs.
You still work with that ***? -Yeah.
While we fought against Chetniks, he sold coffee at 150 DEM a kilo.
You forgot that? -If I remembered everything, I'd kill myself.
Tell me, is this Pelda stupid? -A bit. -No, tell me, really.
He is an expert. He knows the business. -I say that, too.
How come that you two intellectuals work for an idiot?
Explain it to me, please. -That's just the way it is.
Cenga, I want to help you settle down. For your sake.
I want you to earn some money. Saran won't dare do anything.
When I screwed him in jail he just kept whistling
and looking at me like this. I *** him and he just goes...
The proposal is still on the table.
I'll give you ten grand and you'll get the car.
Make it look as if he was killed by Serbs, Talibans...
I don't give a ***. I just want him gone.
It's OK, Puska. -What do you mean? -Let's go!
Think about it!
*** it, people loved each other more during the war.
Stop talking ***.
You want me to show you something?
Are you crazy? -Just pass. I put this ribbon here.
Do you ever see dead people?
I am not insane! Come on down.
The first kiss, long forgotten The first party not remembered.
Come on, shut up!
Hug me and hold me tight... -Don't sing folk songs, please.
The first kiss... -Stop it! -Let's skip classes today!
You are an eager-beaver?
No, but my mom will go berserk, if she fins out.
She won't find out.
It passes, everything passes... -Will you stop singing?
It disappears, everything disappears. Years go by...
Sabina will be here in an hour.
I don't want her to come. -Sara!
Sabina is stupid! -Don't speak like that!
She just wants to get married.
What is wrong with wanting to get married?
Promise me you will never get married.
Promise. -Sara, please.
Promise. -Stop it.
Promise. -Enough! No more nonsense!
You will abandon me!
Come here. Come here!
I will never ever abandon you. Understand?
Sara open the door! I know you are in there.
You are nerving me.
Open, you stupid girl, I'm freezing.
Esma, the boss wants to see you.
You are my lucky girl!
It was an away-win. From now on you will always buy my bet-tickets.
Mister Saran, can I ask you... I have... a problem... -Yes?
Can I have my salary earlier? Some advance maybe?
We'll talk about that tomorrow.
Look!
I can make you the same. -You will?
I could.
Stand up.
You said 'some other time.
I really feel sorry about Brazilians.
I can not stand to see them suffer.
I saw a documentary the other day about a poor Brazilian.
He had been killed and no one wanted to come to his funeral.
He was left utterly alone.
You're nuts.
What do you do for Saran?
Different things.
You are like his bodyguard?
You know, I studied economics before the war. -Really? -Yes.
When the war ended I didn't have the nerve to continue.
I smoke three packs of cigarettes a day
and I am supposed to listen to lectures with some kids? No way.
I would be embarrassed.
What would I do if I graduated anyway? Where would I find a job?
Well, people find jobs.
I don't know. I'll be here some time.
Then I'll go join my sister in Austria. Knittelfeld.
She is trying to get me the papers.
Can you feel it?
The smell. Just it used to be.
Please, I need to sleep. Do you hear me?
What's the matter with you? I work like a dog whole night.
How can you behave like that? I came home completely exhausted.
At least you didn't have to walk.
Go to your room!
Come on, eat.
When did we get humanitarian aid? -This is not huma...
Yesterday. We got it yesterday.
How much sugar? -256 grams.
Per person?! -Yeah. It's better than nothing.
And butter? -Well, butter is short these days.
Don't tell me there is no butter again.
They will send butter.
It's important. They promised to give some butter.
Eat. Come on.
Take some bread.
Where are you going? -Out. -Take care, please.
I'll come tomorrow.
Don't say that. Only God knows when something will happen.
Stop kissing me! -I won't. -Find yourself a wife.
Your father had two of you when he was your age!
Get out! You bloody ***! -I love you, mom.
You didn't get laid for a long time?
OK! Calm down!
Have you got a barbecue?
A what? -A barbecue!
You need it for some business? -*** business.
It figures! That's it? -What are you talking about?
Forget nature. *** her in a hotel. -Go *** yourself!
Puska called me. -*** Puska.
What he says does not sound crazy to me.
No, because you are crazy, you *** idiot.
Hey, what the *** are you doing?
Where did you get it? -It's from my late dad.
Chetniks killed him in Zuc. They slaughtered him.
His friend told me. My dad did not want to escape
from the trench. They caught him alive.
How did your dad get killed? -I don't know.
You have to know that! You know how to shoot?
I'll teach you.
Are those real bullets?
Of course! You'll see on the school trip when I shoot!
You'll carry the gun on the school trip?!
Give it to me!
I won't more! Give me more!
Maybe somebody should examine Sara?
What do you mean 'examine'? -Not exactly 'examine'.
Maybe somebody should talk to her. -About what?
She didn't act normally the other night.
She threw my bag through the window and called me names.
She even tried to hit me with an ashtray.
She is still a child. She plays her little games.
Come on, she is not just a child. She doesn't act normally.
She is a bit touched in the head.
Maybe she needs some professional help.
What do you know about children?! You don't know anything!
Nor will you ever know!
Bosnia is my bloodied soil, The land of ancestors,
Bosnia is love, and a flower in my hair...
And the land of my dreams.
What a stupid poem.
Why don't you write a better one?
Whoever meddles with Bosnia...
What happened with you and Sabina?
Nothing. Why do you ask?
She complained about you.
I didn't do anything to her. I really didn't.
I didn't want to eat and she started insulting me.
She said you didn't raise me properly, she kept yelling at me.
I threw her purse throw the window.
Sara, you shouldn't have done that!
And she can do whatever she wants.
You are grounded for the next 5 days.
Mom, please don't. It's Ena's birthday tomorrow.
Don't argue with me. -Mom, please.
Sara, come on... -Mom.
Yes?
I am. Hi. I can't now...
Call me later. Right. Bye.
Who was that?
Sabina.
Listen, I decided that you should stay alone tonight.
What do you say about that? -What?
I want to see if you can take care of yourself.
Alone? Without Sabina around?
Absolutely alone!
Really? -Yes.
You don't mind me... -No.
You are some nice girl.
We used to inhale glue in our student days.
Students of medicine. Once, we were standing in front of the
classroom and the professor appeared from somewhere,
but I did not notice him. my eyelashes were
closed with glue. The professor. asked me something and
I was just twinkling like this.
God knows what crossed his mind at this moment.
I said you're nuts.
What?
You're really nuts.
Hey, let's eat. -OK.
Mom, have you found the certificate?
I have to go to the municipality office to get it
and then stamp it in the court. You will go on your school trip.
You know what I really would like? To have my people
and my own company. They would work for me, I would deal with
interest rates, buy Mercedes C class with darkened windows,
wide tires. I would have my own bodyguards.
So you don't get beaten up again.
I was looking for him today. With the gun.
When I get hold of him, I will stick it in his ***.
You have it here?
Yes, why? -Give it to me.
It will stay with me till you calm down.
Give me the gun! -No!
Give it back! -If you think that I am your friend you
will leave it here. -Ok, but take good care of it.
Excuse me, Mr. Saran.
Here is my lucky girl. Come in!
Remember when I asked you, If I can get some advance payment?
Come in! -It'll be on Tuesday, I guarantee. -Cut the crap!
How much? -Two hundred. -Of what? -Euros.
Thank you.
Screw you guys and him too!
Give me the bet-ticket.
Third Tuesday. *** Tuesday.
Give me the bet-ticket.
I'm sorry.
I could have won 300 marks. You *** clumsy ***!
Come on, *** 300 marks.
Yeah, *** 300 marks.
So, why didn't you pay for the bet-ticket?
Hey, let her go!
Hey, stop it! Let him go!
What's your problem? Are you crazy!
He'll kill us unless we kill him. -Why didn't you let me kill him?
Get in the car!
You are all animals!
I told you everything was going to be OK.
Crypussy!
You look like ***.
Cry more, you'll *** less.
Your mom is here!
Have you brought it? -It's all paid for.
With certificate? -No, I got my salery.
You'll go to the school-trip.
And certificate? -We don't need it.
Good afternoon. I'm teacher Muharem.
It's good to see that you feel better.
Sara told me about... What can I say? Fight for it.
I know a woman who cured it with herbal teas.
Where is the certificate? -What illness?
Where is the certificate? -You brat!
Mom, give me the certificate! Give it to me! Mom!
How come that you shaheed's child still have to pay the school-trip?
She lies, she is not on the list!
You stupid cow, come here!
My father is shaheed! Cetniks slaughtered him in Zuc.
He did not want to leave the trench. Memorize this!
Esma. -What?
I am leaving. I got the papers.
Who will identify your father if you leave?
He will be alone on those plastic sheets.
Who will identify the body?
How come you are not at school?
How come you did not bring the certificate?
*** off!
I am the only one that is not on the list.
Where is the certificate?
Shut up, or I will show you as never before.
Do you know who my father is? -How dare you?
You don't know! You don't even know who *** you.
Where did he die? -Sara, give me the gun.
Where did he die? -Give me the gun.
Tell me, where did he die? -On the line. -What line?
First. -Where is that line? -Sara, please!
You don't know! You are lying to me my whole life!
I want to know the truth! Tell me the truth!
You want the truth!?! You want the truth!?!
They *** me!
They *** me in the war-camp!
You were born in that camp!
You are Chetnik's ***! Chetnik's ***!
I am not! My father is a shaheed!
When flowers are in full bloom When the whole world is perfumed
The soul cries in desire We parted a long time ago
These red roses Are crimsoned with blood
Blood and tears remain For the killed heart
The sky above us Is nothing but a shadow of curtain
Seven floors of heaven tear our chest apart
Spring is in us When soaked with tears
Even the desert blossoms And turns to paradise
I wanted to kill her.
I hit as hard as I could
but nothing happened.
My belly grew bigger. With her inside.
They were coming even then. Every day.
Two or three of them. Every day.
In the hospital, when I gave birth,
I told them not to bring her to me.
She was crying.
I heard her through the walls.
Next day, milk started to flow from my ***.
I said that I would feed her just once. Just once.
When they brought her to me, when I held her in my arms,
she was so tiny.
She was so beautiful.
I had forgotten that there was anything beautiful in this world.
We grew up together, my city nand I.
The same blue sky dedicated a verse to us.
Below Trebevic we dreamed our dreams.
Who will grow faster, grow prettier.
You were big when I was born.
Smiling from Igman you sent me sleep.
The boy who grows up fell in love with you,
and stayed here, together with his city.
Where ever I go I only dream of you,
all my roads are leading back to you,
I longingly wait to see your lights
Sarajevo my love.
You have your songs, and I sing them
want to share my dreams with you.
My joys and your happiness,
Sarajevo my love.
YugoManijak