Cirkus Columbia

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Bosnia and Herzegovina, 1991

That woman...

Ma, give me a sweater!

I'm chilly.

Martin, you shouldn't eat that way!

Wait untiI I cut it.

I was just tasting.

Wash your hands.

Fine.

There!

Maric passes the ball to Bajevic!

Bajevic to Vladic!

GoaI!

Hello, Martin.

Hey, Mr. Savo.

- How are you?

- Good.

What's new?

Working at the gas station.

Helping Ma... Good boy!

How's your radio?

Anything new?

I got as far as Varazdin,

but lost the connection.

Varazdin?

What's that?

Arrived yesterday from Belgrade.

Got two of them.

SpeciaI military equipment:

a new antenna.

It amplifies the signaI 700 times.

Thank you, Mr. Savo!

Hold it like a baby!

Remember,

this is a secret!

Martin, use the stairs!

Here.

I didn't want to show it to him.

His draft notice came yesterday.

I'll take care of it.

Everybody receives one.

We're on high alert.

Maybe it's nothing, but...

But what?

Nothing. I'm not sure myself.

No one knows

what the big guys are planning.

Don't worry. I'm here.

Savo, come on.

It's nonsense.

Who's going to shoot at whom?

People here

have always lived together.

Who'd dare divide Bosnia?

Falling hammer!

Martin!

Here, your hammer.

You could've killed us.

Sorry.

- What's that?

- A new antenna.

This will reach America.

Come down for lunch.

Clean your room!

He vomited again!

We should pull over, Divko.

We're almost there.

Hold on, my beautifuI Bonny.

Morning.

What can I get you?

Two bottles of red wine,

some cheese and olives...

You shouldn't bite Daddy like that.

Fill it up!

Where?

Come Bonny, time for some air.

- You got a toilet?

- In the back.

Pivac!

Wake up!

How much?

In Deutsche Marks? Around 33?

- No change.

- What?

No business all night.

You're my first customer.

So now what?

We wait for the boss.

Where is he?

Asleep at home.

He comes at 9.

Asleep...

You could at least

clean the windshield!

Highway robbery!

CarefuI!

Look at this kid.

Nothing but criminaI genes!

No change?

Who does he think I am?

We'll wait for that boss of his.

Then he'll be fired in no time.

He vomited again.

I'll be back!

Weapons fired in Croatia,

the war has taken its first victims.

Now, ourcorrespondent in Zagreb...

I never thought I'd come back.

That's my Ma and Pa.

I've been gone for 20 years.

Wait till you see our house.

You'll forget all about

Linden Strasse!

We'll be happy here. You'll see.

Bonny, we'll be happy here.

We're here.

Praise Jesus, Father Ante.

Praise you!

All is settled.

I'm here if you need anything.

This is all ours, now.

We can do anything we want.

Bili!

What are you doing?

Go to Marija's,

take a crate of beer.

On the city's account.

Got that?

Run! Make it quick!

Divko!

Ivanda?

I can't believe it!

Wait in the car.

Virgin Mary, is that you?

Ivanda!

Munich! Frankfurt!

The girls will curse you!

The boys are leaving

Who will marry them?

Let's go upstairs.

Congratulations.

Why didn't you send word

you were coming?

It's been a century!

You're a smart cousin.

You made sure the Communists

weren't playing tricks,

that they didn't give

only crumbs of power.

You waited untiI

the deviI took them away!

You're criticizing me already?

Only kidding!

Take it easy.

I never thought I'd live to see this.

Nothing lasts forever,

my good Divko.

There now, welcome!

Here's to you!

It's good.

Been drinking this for 20 years.

Wait.

And what's this?

Sweet Mother Mary!

That same smell...

that same taste, that savour...

that speciaI smokiness.

I've been eating that for 50 years!

What's that car?

American.

And next to the car?

Is that American, too?

No. That's my future wife,

as soon as I get rid

of the first one.

- Did you sort it out?

- Yes.

Love, bring me that file

I told you to put aside.

What did I tell you?

I sort things out fast.

Thanks for your donations.

The Communists are out.

I don't regret a cent.

for this day!

Bloody hell!

Waiting for the dentist

seems an eternity...

Imagine 20 years.

What a price to pay!

I almost gave up.

We have big plans.

We're counting on you.

We need you.

Croatia seceded.

It's our turn now.

But my problem first.

All originals.

Birth certificate,

marriage certificate,

and most important,

the land registry.

It's all ready.

Love!

Get the police chief on the line.

Take that red star off!

It's not ours.

But we don't have our symboI.

Then nothing is better.

Where's the warrant?

Here.

- Who is it?

- Police, Madam.

Open the door!

Is it Martin?

No, Madam.

We have an eviction notice.

Who are you evicting?

You!

The legaI owner, Mr. Buntic,

filed a request

for your eviction.

Eviction?

Are you mad?

I've lived here for 20 years.

Madam,

please open the door.

I will not!

Good day!

Open up!

It's hot!

Call the fire brigade.

Come to "Victims of Fascism" Street.

Just the man I'm looking for!

Not now!

Lucija, open up!

Leave me alone.

Some ointment for the burn.

Lucija, please open up.

Let's settle this fairly.

Since when are you fair?

You sold out to those bastards!

Don't give us any trouble

or our police will f*** you up!

Bili, cut the crap.

Where are you going?

Get lost!

Idiot!

Who's that?

Your son, Martin.

Just like me when I was young.

- What happens to him?

- We take him to the station.

He'll calm down.

What about Lucija?

Not my problem anymore.

Do what you want.

Living 20 years at my expense

is enough.

Tell your men to bring my things

into the house.

Set the table.

The plates are over there.

Got them!

All the money in the world...

can't buy you figs like these.

- Why?

- They're the neighbour's!

The harder they are to steaI,

the sweeter they taste.

SteaI them yourself,

or they aren't as sweet.

I brought it all in.

Thank you, Divko.

Let's walk.

Good day, my good people.

Welcome, Divko.

Give me a spritzer.

Drinks are on me.

Give her one, too.

I'll have some juice.

Good, good.

I've got something speciaI for you,

just a minute.

How do you like it?

It's nice.

Yes, it's nice.

Here you are, just off the spit.

You can't find this in Germany!

Try it.

Good day.

Wow!

It's the same merry-go-round!

My mother brought me here

when I was a boy.

- Come on!

- We shouldn't...

Let's go!

It's just for children.

I'm someone's child, too.

Come on!

For the first time in 22 years

I can sleep like a man.

So you like it here?

It's hard to decide what's better:

the traditionaI food or the music.

Raise the hood

and let's check the oiI!

Check on Bonny!

- Call the police.

- Forwhat?

Just some kids.

Clean this mess up!

What a day!

Thank God it's over.

In the name of the Father...

What's wrong?

- Maria, what's wrong?

- Nothing!

Nothing at all.

Where are you going?

How could you throw Lucija out?

So that's it.

- People say...

- Forget about people!

People are never pleased.

It's Divko's house.

He was born there.

His father and grandfather, too.

It's his.

But why lock her up?

She attacked the police.

The law is the law.

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