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Of course I did.

I wanted to see if you're

with me for the money.

If I were,

I'd have dumped you

for your brother long ago.

So, you prefer poor

porn stars to bad cops.

Does it means that I should

rent my dick to Vukmir?

Remember what

you told me

when I asked

if you missed your job?

Milos, I want both of your

heads to be clear and hard.

If it's true...

If what is true?

That you were always

able to have it erected

with no touching

or looking.

Like a cock at dawn,

rising to its own song.

I also know that

you filmed all your scenes

in the first take.

Don't be so modest,

you're the best,

that's why you're here.

How long do you

think it would take?

A few days.

I haven't translated

from Russian since 1994.

What is it exactly?

Some take-over contract?

We're sending some goods

to Moscow for redistribution.

Want one?

- Yes.

No thanks.

You said you would.

Oh, sorry.

I'm a bit...

I miss female company.

A least you can always

arrest a fine looking lady.

Yes, but I doubt I'll

ever have the real thing.

A relationship, marriage.

Like two of you.

You stopped

hoping too soon.

Women here like

men in uniform.

Especially if

they're not wearing it.

Sorry, gotta go

to the bathroom.

You know what

they say about rye.

It's high time you started

taking care of yourself.

With great talent comes a great

desire for self-fuckability.

Whe, exactly, do we start?

- In three days.

I'm not comfortable with

not knowing a thing.

Milos, get a grip.

You're a porn actor

who wants to know

what a porno film is about?

It's a bit absurd.

You're not supposed

to know, but only to relax.

That's too much money

to leave anything to accident.

Nothing is left to accident.

Milos, that is

a serious organization.

My clients know

exactly what they want,

and I know

what I'm doing.

Don't worry, everything

is already prepared,

you just have to appear,

be what you are,

relax and react

as Milos would.

Pornography should not

be an illusion,

but a live

transmission of sex.

Dad.

- Yes, son.

Remember the little wheels?

I do.

Do you know how

to make them spin?

I do. But you

must do it yourself.

We all do it alone.

Tell me how.

When you feel them,

try to follow them

It's a family traveling

and you just close

your eyes and follow them.

Wait, the wheels are

spinning better at night.

Put it in your ear.

Enter the building,

relaxed.

"Home for Abandoned

and Orphaned Children"

Walk slowly ahead.

Be natural.

I wish I impaled

myself on a fence rather

than giving birth to you!

Haven't told you not to let

the villains take you away?

Get lost, you

misbegotten wretch!

What are you staring at?

Bravo.

What was it like?

Fine.

We were filming at

a Home for orphaned children.

Where?

Drag yourself over here!

Look at yourself.

You can't raise a dick,

how will you raise a child?

The child is mine.

Raiko only made it.

I gave birth to it.

Come, you b*tch!

Let me go, villains!

Give me back my child,

you bastards!

Honey?

- Hi.

What are you doing?

I picked up

Petar from classes.

I'm taking him to a costume

party. Are you coming?

No, I'm tired.

Must get some sleep.

Everything all right?

Sure. Just you

enjoy yourselves.

Talk to you later,

must park now. Bye.

The cake is coming.

Never seen such

a cake in my life.

Aren't you in action?

- Marko, you must do me a favor.

I'm all dick.

I need a detailed check

on my director,

producer, pimp, goddam

businessman, Vukmir.

I don't know his last name.

Check his whole crew.

Little bro has changed his

views on checking his friends?

Look, it's important

and urgent.

Understood.

Everything OK with you?

Yes, so far.

How about you?

Working on it.

Light the candles.

Happy birthday, dear Petar...

Baby, the time is flying

and your animal

is snoozing again.

Come on, blow harder.

Blow harder.

Blow harder.

Bravo!

Now we're gonna open

the present from uncle.

This is the present

from your uncle.

How do you open this?

Happy birthday,

my sweet son.

What do you think, how does he

manage to be so hard so long?

It's not a dick,

it's a police stick!

If you don't know,

I can't help you.

The b*tches are leaking all over,

he's servicing all three of them.

How come he's not tired?

Why isn't he f***ing limp,

like all the normal people?

You're at it again!

That's hardly gonna

shape it like we all want.

What was so urgent?

You tell me,

what are we shooting?

Are those cameramen real cops?

Are they protection? What from?

Cut the crap!

You're drunk, nearly

impotent and turning dumb.

I may be dumb,

but not naive.

Vukimr knows what he's doing.

I trust him more than myself.

They're the greatest pros

you've ever worked with.

What've you done previously

with those pros of yours?

Don't take it all on me cause

I f*** animals for art's sake,

while you can't take

a bit of uncertainty

for some big bucks.

Does it mean I'll have to suck

a donkey's dick for money?

It's not so bad,

trust me.

Better than the crap

you've been lately.

You know I miss that.

- What?

The certainty of that crap.

At least I knew

what I was filming.

Do you miss this?

You're losing it.

Lucky for you

Vukmir hasn't noticed yet.

You're resting

from healthy life.

How was the

costume party?

Hey, what's that?

- It's a stand up balloon.

Your Raiko was

a war hero.

If only he knew about

his wife's whoring!

He would've killed both you

and that poor child of yours.

What the hell

is all this, people?

Hello, I can't work

like this!

Hit the whore.

Hit the whore!

Hit her.

Bravo, bravo!

Magnificent!

Milos?

Milos, what's wrong?

I'm not doing this.

I'm not beating women

in front of kids or cameras.

Milos, Jeca is our kid.

I'd never dream of hurting her.

Her mother f***ed everything,

from stones to barbed wire.

You're like

a Sunday picnic for her.

I'm not only an artist

but also a professional.

I'd never do a thing

against one's will.

You're doing against mine.

I won't stand

any kind of torture.

Yeah, you seem to

know a lot about torture.

Did you enjoy less than

a midget woman whom

you locked up in an oven in

Stuttgart and pierced a hole

in it so she could

suck you up for hours?

At least your

dick enjoyed it,

and he never lies.

Vukmir Vukmir.

His name is also his surname.

Worked as a psychologist

in orphanages until 1992.

Then he moved

to the Children's Program

of the State TV. It's

getting better and better!

A lifelong fascination

with the world of film.

Now, it follows with a

mess I had to clarify

with data from

the State Security.

Allegedly, he worked

for them, too.

Sent abroad on a mission,

his trace was lost in Japan.

If he's done any movies,

no one's seen them.

That's about it.

I don't know

what bothers you.

According to this

you've never worked

with a more educated man.

Who are you gonna trust

if not a child psychologist.

who is working

for the Security?

Hit it, dad, tear it, dad,

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