Bread and Milk Page #2

What brings you about?

- Just checkin' out old places a bit

and a bit of business stuff, too.

- Yeah, so I hear.

Let's go get a drink. -No, no

I can't, ...really, no.

C'mon, just one for good old...

- I can't, I was just at the store,

I should take this stuff up home.

- C'mon... -No no, I can't.

Just one, quickly. -OK.

This can't be real!

Reana! -Hey.

- Hi there!

What can I get you boys?

- What'll we have I two beers?

No, no. Reana, no. Gimme...

a small coffee and a glass of juice.

So you're in Switzerland, huh?

- Yeah... -Well bravo!

It was a bit hard at first, but then

things got better...

What exactly do you do?

- A Mazda service.

Wow, bravo, bravo!

So you service cars?

Yeah, everything. -So you're now

a mechanic? -We fix it, we sell it,

everything. -Wait, is this

in your name and everything?

Nah, I work for somebody, but...

now I'm gonna start somethin'

here on my own. Somethin' small.

- That's great. I've seen lotsa

Mazdas here, drivin' around.

- Now there'll be even more.

What about you? -Nothin' much.

I frame pictures, you know, and...

set up frames, and such. -Yeah?

- Just four hours a day.

That enough for you?

- Yeah, it's fine. No problem.

You still single? -No, no,

I'm married. -Wow.

Do I know her? -Uhm...

- Yeah? -You know her.

So..? -Do you remember our

High School excursion to Budva?

There was a girl there selling

ice cream. -Ha...

Sonja. -Sonja, from Montenegro?

- D'you remember her?

C'mon! -Nice girl. I'm with her.

- I can't believe it.

You an' Sonja got together?

- No, we just gotta... Miss!

I'll have a brandy and

a Fanta, and give him whatever

he usually drinks. -Reana, no.

If I said no, then it's no.

Listen, I said no.

OK, so don't force him.

- What are you talking,

first you order, then you don't

want it. Work it out, would you!

OK, leave it here. So what?

- I won't. -OK. -I don't drink.

So did you and Sonja ...?

- Oh, no, not then... -I know

you weren't together then.

What a babe! I remember her,

we were all dancing around her...

- Yeah. -The night before last...

When I danced to that video-spot

of Michael Jackson's:

Billy Jean was up my...

You were the main man!

Yeah, I know, I know...

I'm the one...

- I can still see it all.

I got to know Sonja best that

night, while you were dancing .

I was up there, too, for a while,

but just didn't feel like dancing.

I wanted something to eat.

An' who do I meet at the exit

but Sonja. An' then ta-da-da-dap,

and a little chitchat...

on the way to the hotel

there was a pier; you remember?

Yeah, I remember. There was

a tree-lined avenue... and then

the terrace, right? -On that pier.

We sat there on that pier,

with our feet in the water an'...

ooh, the things she told me!

What'd she tell you?

What'd she say?

Oh, whatever, teenage stuff...

There was some boat there,

an' she says to me: "You see

those lights there? If a shark

swam up now and bit off my foot,

I'd swim out after it until

the shark gave it back." -Her foot?

- Yeah, that's what she was like.

So you two just stayed on the

pier? -Yeah, we on the terrace,

you two on the pier. What went on

over there? -Not much, we drank.

So, you two just talked

on the pier, then what?

What... then? -Yeah, what?

You guys didn't come back,

that's why I'm asking...

- Well, no, then it got cold and

so we went back to the hotel.

- You went to the hotel? -Yeah.

And so you went up, to the room,

and you kept on talking?

C'mon... -What? Tell me.

You only talked in the hotel?

Wha'd'you want? -I just wanna

know if you just talked

or was there more? -Wha'd'you

want? -No seriously, 'cause you

guys didn't come back for a long

time. I just want to know

if you were just talking... -Yeah.

-...or was there more? -F*** off!

It was twenty years ago,

you two weren't an item then.

Don't you f*** off me!

I just wanna know.

Tell me, did you lay her...?

- Just tell him, would you?

You shut up! You sat on the bed,

or what? Did you sit on the bed?

Did you talk on the bed?

C'mon, tell me! Did you

do her or not? -I did, I did,

so what? -Fine. So, you laid her.

Was it so hard to say?

So you laid her.

What's the big deal? -F*** off.

You laid her, though.

Wha'do you want? Just tell me.

- I'm not puttin' on airs.

You think you're the boss

just because you were born?

I don't. -Yeah, right.

F*** your service!

Sonja's more sentimental;

more sentimental than you.

Y'want me to use my Ljubljana

accent? She's more sen-imenal,

more sen-imenal. She's not...

you know what I mean, sh*t!

What? Switzerland, mitzerland?

You... Swiss f***in' a**hole..

Sh*t! Just drop it. I don'wanna

start insultin'. -Yeah, well...

Am I insultin' you? Am I? No,

tell me. Just say it, my friend.

I'm, I'm not what matters, sh*t.

- You are what matters, f***.

Y're what matters most in this

world. Y'know that?

Can I kiss you?

Can I give you a kiss? I love you.

What's this? -A valkman.

- A walkman?

You call this a walkman? It's not

a valkman, but a walkman.

Walkman. -They sold this kinda

sh*t in China, before they

invented papyrus. Take it home.

What're you waiting for?

Who invented papyrus, huh?

The Egyptians. -No, the Chinese!

All right, give it here.

Sorry, I... -With Sonja?

Wh-what? -With Sonja?

Oh, who do I share a son with?

With'yeah... Sweeeden,

Sweeeden!

So what's he like?

Who? -Your son, ...who else.

He's beautiful.

Oh man is he beautiful!

He's, he's not like ...like Ivo.

Ivo! -Yeah?

You're ugly! -You're, you're...

- You're even uglier.

You're an'idiot.

My son is so handsome.

An' he loves music. Music!

An' you're a drunk, sh*t.

- He loves music.

He loves Mozart, and Beethoven...

- Now you f***ed it all up... sh*t.

F*** off, music's better than your

"f*** off Mazda"... -Yeah...

A damn weed smoker... that's

what my mom would call me.

Piss off!

Yeah, riiight!

He loves animal, animal he loves.

D'you know how much

he loves animals? -You f***ed up,

you f***ed it all up...

Sweeeden, Sweeeden!

An' he likes tigers, ...an' he

likes elephants ...Ivo!

What're you simulating,

c'mon here! Come here! Let's go!

Going to town in the evening,

we're going to town,

let's go find some women,

let's go drink a few beers...

Dirty road, dark quarter,

neon lights, shinin' red,

tall boots, short skirts,

slicked hair, Latino style!

Fight here! Murder there!

Rape, drugs, rock and roll!

Fight here! Murder there!

Rape, drugs, rock and roll!

King!

King!

...Of city canalization!

Who are you, to piss me off?

Don't piss me off!

Because I'll be mad,

I'll be mad!

Who do y'think you are,

Armando? You may be big,

but I rule, I rule!

Ivan, You rule, Ivan!

Ivan, you're a stag;

you're a stag, Ivan!

Nobody'll f*** with you,

'cause you're a stag!

Now what, now what?

As if it's my fault, sh*t.

I'm movin' on, movin' on!

...No, I told him, I told you...

- You told me!

You told me that the engine

was renovated...

I said that you should've

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