Annemin Yarasi Page #4

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- Good. You?

What time is it?

I took in a ton of smoke last night.

Where were you?

- No one told me.

- Sorry, I forgot to send an invite.

Salih! Salih!

I'm here.

C'mon, move.

Where are we going?

Wherever you want.

What would you do here?

Pick flowers with Marija?

- What happens to guys who pick flowers?

- They get soft, Mari.

- Aren't you sick of him yet?

- No, but I'll keep you in mind.

Boris!

- What the?

- For God's sake.

Stay away from my wife!

You were born beasts

and you'll die beasts.

I'm going to shoot a beast for you.

And bring it back to the farm.

Go right ahead.

- C'mon, let's go.

- You're giving me a headache. Go!

Let's go.

Gavrilo, the bottle.

Hunting gives you a longer life, Salih.

Watch fortwo things when you shoot.

One.

Hold the gun hard against yourshoulder.

If you aren't careful...

It'll do yourface in.

And wreck yourshoulder.

You hear?

Guns don't ask questions.

They kick back.

Hold it.

You understand? Huh?

Hold your breath when you shoot.

Like a corpse.

You can't kill without dying.

You understand?

Hold your breath...

And you shoot with your eyes.

Don't and you shoot with your ass.

Any last questions?

So he's not a sniper.

OK. So you're a natural.

Take it slowly, but focus.

Don't shoot.

Don't rip the animal apart.

Easy.

Push his head down!

His head! Wait!

OK. See that?

My bullet got him in the head.

- My ass!

- What do you mean?

Whose bullet?

Write yourname inside the bullets.

- What's going on?

- Nothing.

What's up?

Nothing.

Nothing. It's OK.

Nothing. It's OK.

OK.

OK, OK.

That's how you'll leam to hunt.

OK, c'mon.

- President.

- Yes?

Let's have the raki.

How is it?

Fine, Mari. Fine.

It looks nice.

Nice, sure.

Like a gift package.

Salih, what's going on?

- I burned some coffee.

- Coffee?

Forthe bugs.

It chases them away.

Really?

I leamed it

from ourprincipal.

I thought I'd do it

before they invade the otherplants.

OK, this is stuff that nobody wears.

Now we're even.

Thank you.

Don't go in there now.

Salih. Thanks.

- Suits you.

- What?

What did you say?

I said it suits you.

Wait.

You wearit then.

Now get to work.

Nerma?

What are you doing?

Jumping for joy.

Come outside a second.

I'm too done in.

I can't go anywhere.

- Mom, please come.

- C'mon. You won't be lugging rocks.

Mom, please.

OK then.

Surprise!

- We're off on a picnic with smet.

- Here, to keep away the evil eye.

When you're well

we'll all be well.

- Vedad.

- Don't let us down.

- OK, but let me prepare some food.

- It's all done.

Go safely.

Come here.

Overthere.

You aren't locking up.

You gave him all my shirts.

What else can he take?

Like you wearthem all the time.

- Goodbye, Marija.

- Goodbye.

- Borislav and I are slowly giving up.

- Why?

Two years is normal.

We have 150 families waiting.

Looks like we'll never have kids.

Yourhospital treatment?

That's history.

It wasn't meant to be.

Dad.

C'mon!

Honey?

Let's go, Mirsad.

I can't take it.

Why? What's up?

Let's go.

I can't take it.

- What's wrong, honey?

- I don't want to be here.

OK. OK, let's go.

Get up. We're going. OK.

Salih!

Come over.

Come join us for dinner.

Don't worry,

we cooked lamb for you.

Here, relax and enjoy.

Forget lamb, forget boar.

For your birthday I'll roast...

Acamel in the backyard.

But we're tidying up the backyard.

That's Salih's job. He has instructions.

It'll be perfect by your birthday.

When's yourbirthday, Salih?

- I don't know.

- What does that mean?

I know the day

I was left at the orphanage.

Troubled soul!

Go get that bugle.

- What?

- He plays trumpet. I saw it.

- Really?

- I'll play later. Not now.

Great. Play, won't you?

- Not tonight. Another...

- Go on, play.

- Anothertime, please.

- OK, fine.

There you go, Bosnian obstinacy.

No, my love.

They call it Albanian obstinacy.

Albanian, Bosnian, whatever.

Obstinacy is obstinacy.

In that case, to Bosnians,

Albanians and obstinacy.

To Cameroonians.

- C'mon then.

- You, too. Drink up.

Salih.

Salih.

Dear Marlja and Borlslav...

I have to go.

Thanks foreverythlng.

Salih.

Salih.

Salih.

C'mon, the fish won't wait.

- I'll be right there.

- OK.

Mirsad.

I'm here.

What's going on?

Nothing. Ljust felt like one.

Don't start again.

I won't be happy.

I won't. Don't worry.

Go back to bed.

I'll be along.

I won't be able to sleep.

OK, I'm done.

Let's go back to bed.

The shirt's good,

but not the pants.

If I'd had a son,

we'd have been like this.

We'd have gone hunting and fishing.

We'd have drunk together.

I was suspicious of you at first.

I thought, "Who's this kid?"

A Muslim in Prijedor

wanting work on the farm.

You ask weird questions.

You have this dumb look.

I mean you're weird.

But you're only as weird as me.

And I like someone on the farm

who pisses standing up.

Salih.

Yourtrial period's over.

Welcome.

Thanks.

Forget the orphanage.

Don't let it get to you.

I had a father,

and what did that do?

Son of a b*tch,

he raised me like a pit bull.

But you ended up a good guy.

So where are the shoes?

Well, well.

Avni, you go.

That was quick.

Not like you, though.

- Mom.

- Huh?

Nerma's started having nightmares.

How about changing herpills?

Last night

she was yelling in hersleep.

She says "Salih" in hersleep, Mom.

Mirsad, enough.

You called me forthe shoes.

Don't ruin my good mood.

If you know something, tell me.

I don't know what to say.

There isn't anything.

You're making trouble

when there is none.

So, a man called Sadk,

a total stranger...

Knows more about me and my wife

than I do?

- These are too small.

- Mom!

We caught every fish in the lake.

Call it orphan's luck.

Bravo.

Bravo to you too, Salih.

- I have to change.

- Hurry. We need to go into town.

OK.

- How's things, Salih?

- Good.

- Is something wrong?

- No.

So everything's OK?

You packed your bag.

Where are you headed?

Please. I'm really sorry.

- I couldn't tell you.

- Has something upset you?

I need to find my family.

That's why...

Sure. Fairenough.

Do you have any idea

who orwhere they are?

No.

It's a warstory, right?

As if there were any other.

Aren't you afraid?

Why?

You could be opening a Pandora's box.

It's kismet.

Seeing you happy here...

- You are happy, aren't you?

- Yes. Very happy.

I guess I thought this place

would make you forget the past.

No.

It doesn't work like that.

Prijedor Registry Office

Marija?

- Hello, Dejan.

- Welcome.

What do you want

with so many lights?

I'm opening a club.

Who cares, Borislav?

Just look at the bulbs you sell.

Hey, OK. Stop bitching.

The bottle's low.

What should we bet for?

No idea. Lunch.

No, marbles.

If you make a bet, it has to be

forsomething good. Like, say...

The winner gives the loser

a tattoo of his choice.

So it's a deal? Huh?

It's a deal.

Does that bugle of yours work?

Trumpet.

Trumpet.

I heard this story.

If you don't play for 3 days

you forget how. Is it true?

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