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- OK then.
Tell me something
Do you like to get cold?
- Come on, how long do we have to wait for him?
Waste of time, isn't it?
I could be getting a *** instead.
- Do you know how to make an Elvis sandwich?
I know you need peanut butter and toasted bread, but then...
- No.
- Is it really that hard to make a sandwich?
Or am I so dumb?
This sandwich is just like a...
A riddle?
A riddle!
This is the solution to your riddle.
Cool.
When you told it to me before I didn't get it,
but now, I see. You just need to figure out
that the end is also the beginning.
Cool.
Everything moves in a circle.
- Want a beer? - No.
- More for me.
Ahh...Just the right temperature.
Are you gonna scream?
Where did you hide it?
- S-screw you.
Aaaa, stop...
O-OK.
Second drawer...on the left.
- Cezar here.
- Hey. We found it, but...
- Everything?
- Yeah everything, but we'll bring it to you tomorrow,
we're going to a party tonight.
- No,no that's not what we agreed. Bring it to me now.
- You'll get it by tomorrow.
- Listen to me! Bring it here right now. Got it?
- Is he pissed off again?
- No...
- Are you even listening to me?
- Tomorrow, OK? Bye.
- Hey damn it, bring it now...
- Shall we?
- So you won't freeze.
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- Woohoo, what a party!
- It's not like at DJ Reaky's.
But it's awesome.
- Yup. Do you have a paper?
- Why do they need to have such expensive tickets?
*** 32 euros, you know.
- 35 after midnight.
- But no wonder it's so expensive
It's Dj Reaky.
Yeah, I know.
- Good idea throwing a private party.
Something is better than nothing.
- Hey, open up!
- It's occupied!
- Come on, open up! I'm feeling sick, goddamnit.
- Go to the neighbours and throw up there.
Where is more?
- It's gone.
- What do you mean?
- It's gone, that was all.
- Oh, so I had to *** around to get the stuff
and then you snort it all by yourself?
- Sorry, you should have come sooner.
- Come sooner, ***?
I had to *** some random guy to get that speed!
- OK, I'll get you some more! Stop being such a whiny ***.
- I'm being whiny?
Then you stash us up and I'll snort lines like hell.
- I told you, you'll get it!
- Yeah, alright.
- Disgusting pigs!
Who just threw up here?
- Marko.
Alex.
Kojot!
"Aloha"? How stupid.
We have a house party tonight,
and you'll bring me speed.
- [written] You miss me?
- I don't, you know why I need you.
- [written] We haven't seen each other for a long time.
You just bring me speed
and *** off then.
- [written] Ok, I'll come.
- What a jerk.
- Hey!
- Aloha Barbi.
This is Slavc. You two know each other, right?
- Wassup?
- Hmm, yeah.
We have meet.
Come in.
This is Trixy. - Aloha.
- Heey.
- That has to be speed in the envelope.
- Hey.
You think I could get a *** here?
Where is the ***?
Let's get wasted.
This is disgusting.
Let's have another.
- Kojot you don't want one?
- No.
- He doesn't drink.
- Wau, someone has become a good boy.
- This *** is *** soft.
I wanna snort a line.
Do you have any stash?
- No. - What is in the envelope then?
- What envelope? - The one in your pocket.
- This one?
- This is not for you.
- You guys suck.
- Why aren't you at DJ Reaky party? Aren't you a big fan?
- We wanted to go. - But the tickets are too expensive.
- We don't have the cash, so we made our own party.
Everybody brought some ***.
- Free party, a good idea.
- Dad isn't home, so... Anyway, it's his fault.
He's full of cash, and I get nothing.
- I could do that. I'll make a party and say: »Bring your own food and drinks«.
- Why didn't you get the tickets from Cezar?
- Caesar? Julius Caesar?
- No, this guy is called Cezar
and he's a ticket forger.
- Do you think he would forge some for us too?
- Yes. Then you can get them five times cheaper.
- Really?
Can't we get caught?
My boyfriend got caught with counterfeited tickets once
and he got a big fine.
- But he's loser.
- No way.
Cezar does have a police record from here to Tokyo.
Cause he was looking for trouble all the time.
But he's a pro at forging tickets.
How much was the ticket?
- 32.- 35 after midnight.
- Cezar could do this for... 6 or 7 euros.
- Maybe 8.
- That's the last of Foks,
do you have anything else?
- We still have some ***.
- And beer in a can.
- You could open up your envelope and we could...
- We told you already, that's not for you.
- But you know what?
- What?
- What, what?
- Well?
- If you'd like to have it so much, we can make a deal.
I'll tell you a riddle and if you solve it,
you'll get the envelope.
- Slavc!
- But if you don't,
you give me a ***.
Come on. - No.
- Come on.
- No.
- You said you want it, here's your chance.
- I won't do that. Who do you think I am?
- Come on, you can solve it.
- No. Trixy can solve it.
- No. It's only for you.
Come on.
- Alright already.
- You have a box with six cigarettes and you have six smokers.
Six, six.
How would you devide the cigarettes between smokers,
so that everybody gets one cigarette
and one cigarette still stays in the box.
- So, six cigarettes, six smokers and one stays in the box...
You cut the cigarettes?
- No! Haha!
You give five cigarettes to five people and to one you give cigarette in the box.
Are you gonna drink that? - No.
- I'll go check if there is something to eat.
You wouldn't happen to know how to make an Elvis sandwich?
Okay...
- What do I have to do to get a *** line.
Why can't I get the envelope?
- Because it's for Cezar!
- Who the *** is Cezar?
- Cezar here.
- We found it, but... - Everything?
- Yeah everything, but we'll bring it to you tomorrow, we're going to a party tonight.
- No,no that's not what we agreed. Bring it to me now!
- You'll get it by tomorrow.
- Listen to me! Bring it here right now. Got it?
Do you know who the *** I am?!
You two are working for me, you won't get the cash, you got it?
I'm doing all the dirty work here and you're all *** with me!
I don't know where is the problem!
Hey, are you even listening to me?
- Tomorrow, OK? Bye.
- Bring it here now. Hey, are you still here?
What are you staring at?
- What do you want?
- You lost your bet.
- So? I won't do that, who do you think I am?
- Why did you bet then? Nobody forced you.
Anyway, it won't be the first time.
- I was drunk that time! - You're drunk now too.
Look, if you bet something, you have to hold to that.
Especialy if you lose.
Otherwise there is no point in betting, is there?
Or do you want your boyfriendto find out.
- You don't know him. - You never know.
Look, you should be happy.
- Yeah?
- If you'd solve the riddle, you'd get the envelope
and when you'd open it you'd be disappointed.
But now, you got me.
And when I'll take my pants down
you'll be thrilled.
Knock yourself out.
- I saw you two with Kojot looking at each other earlier.
- What?
- Do you like him or not?
Do something for me.
- What?
- Go there and distract him.
I don't care what you guys do, just distract him.
Okay? - I don't even know who he is.
- Come.
Kojot.
This is Moon.
- Moon?
- She'd like to meet you.
- Oh... Aloha.
- I'll leave you two alone.
- Do you by any chance know how to make an Elvis sandwich?
- Faster.
- Tell me something, what kind of a name is Moon?
- My father is an astronomer.
- Oh...interesting.
- But let's leave that...
- The envelope is not for you. How many times do I have to tell you that?
You don't speak Slovene? English perhaps?
This kuverta (envelope) is not for you.
And so you'll know, there is no speed in it.
But because you're such a pain in the ***.
Here you go, waste yourself.
Until you see for youself what kind of *** this is, you won't stop anyway.
Now, *** off!
- Cezar here.
- Shut up and listen to me.
I have photos of you selling your forged tickets, and if you won't do what I tell you,
the photos will be on the nearest police station's wall.
I think they'll fit nicely in your long-*** record.
- No! You listen to me, you ***!
I'll find you, you can hide but I will find you and when I do, you'll be sorry you ***.
Do you even know who you're *** with?
- Will you calm down?
- No I won't calm the *** down!
- Shut up. Listen to me.
I won't pay the fine I got because of you.
You'll transfer me 2600 euros till tomorrow.
Otherwise cops will have the photos.
My account number is in your mailbox.
- What the *** is this? Who are you?
- You know who I am. You *** me with your forged tickets.
I'll call you when you transfer the money.
- Listen to me, you ***! Hello?
Oh, now you hung up. Hot shot!
- You're late.
Have you got it?
That's everything?
- What about the cash?
- You'll have to do something else and then you get the cash.
- We said today.
- Listen to me you ***.
You'll do something else for me and then you'll get paid. You'll get something extra.
- But we.. - What but we? You want the cash?
Here's your cash!
You need some drug money again?
- No.
- Anyway.
This guy...
One of my clients
bought Rockhead's ticket from me.
They busted him and now he wants me to pay for his fine.
He says he's got some photos of me selling forged tickets.
- Is that so?
- ***, I've been forging tickets for four years and everything was OK.
But then some security guards had to laser-check the tickets.
No wonder they all got busted, and now they're *** me with their problems.
A friend of mine works at the phone company, he traced the call for me.
Here are the details.
I want you to go there and find the photos and bring them here.
I'll meet you here this afternoon.
And punch him in the face,
twice, so he'll remember.
- Cezar, tell me something. You have three pigs and one basket...
- *** off with your riddles.
- What?
- [radio] ...you're listening to Charlie's kitchen.
- Ohh, leave that.
Those two are awesome.
- [radio] Today we'll prepare an Elvis sandwich.
- Wow awesome, louder!
- [radio] Let me introduce myself. I am Charlie and this is my kitchen.
[radio] Of course, I have my assistant with me.
- [radio] Hello. I am Charlie and this is his kitchen.
[radio] Let's begin.
- Cezar here.
- Shut up and listen to me.
- [radio] For an Elvis sandwich we require.
- [radio] A slice of white fresh bead,
[radio] peanut butter, a fresh banana...
- This is boring. - Hey, wait.
- Leave it.
- I have photos of you selling your forged tickets, and if you won't do what
I tell you, the photos will be on the nearest police station's wall.
I think they'll fit nicely in your long-*** record.
- No! You listen to me, you ***!
I'll find you, you can hide but I will find you and...
- Listen, I have a riddle for you.- Again?
- Will you calm down? - No I won't calm the ***...
- Shut up. Listen to me.
- Almost everybody knows it,
The ones who are challenged by it are frightened.
It needs a lot of thinking,
You can get a headache.
Only tabs and traps,
This one spins in a circle.
Prose, verses, voices, signs,
The ones who solve it,
are heros.
- What the *** is this? Who are you?
- You know who I am. You *** me with your forged tickets.
I'll call you when you transfer the money.
- Look, if you solve this,
If you solve that riddle, then... I don't know.
You're the man!
No really, you'll never solve this one.
- Listen to me, you fu...
- I don't get it. - What?
- The riddle.
- Yeah, I know.
And you won't get it.
But is't quite simple.
- How is it simple?
- The riddle is the solution.
- Riddle? I don't get it...
- It doesn't matter.
- But how can the...
- Andy? - Yes?
- Aloha.
- Hey...Andy.
Waky, waky.
- Is he awake?
- Getting there.
I told you to log out of Messenger and find the photos.
Where are the photos?
Where are they?
- Look at that, Barbara invited me to her party.
- Let's go then.
- Of course we'll go.
But you know she invited me only because she thinks I'm full of stash.
*** junkie.
- Do you have it?
- You know I don't.
Once, when I was still a druggie, I overdosed and It almost *** up my heart.
I've come clean since then. I've even stopped drinking.
- What a character.
- I still have a little speed on me since then,
I feel stronger knowing I have it but I can resist it.
You know what I mean?
- How touching. You could write a poem.
- Just get the photos.
- Ok, you ***. Where are they?
No?
Kojot,
log out.
- *** you both. Those are all my files...
- Yes, they were. - ...my music and ***, ***.
-Sorry.
Hey, hey, so? The photos?
Where are they?
- Do you know how to make an Elvis sandwich?
- Who is Elvis, and why does he have a sandwich?
- Photos?
- I don't have them any more, they were only on my computer.
- Look.
I know you are a moron, but you're not such an idiot.
We both know...
and maybe Kojot too...
that you duplicated, printed,
and copied photos.
Now look.
The hard drive is gone, the memory card is gone too.
All the DVDs and CDs are destroyed.
Only one thing remains.
Printed photos.
Where are the printed photos?
OK then.
Tell me something
Do you like to get cold?
NEVERENDING KNOT