Going Our Way

A film by Miha Hoevar

GOING OUR WAY:

This is crazy!

He beat the last year's record

by whole 20 seconds!

Alex Hribar is the camp's winner.

Can anyone beat this record?

Who dares to challenge him?

Too bad I don't have

an underwater camera.

What a great shot it would be.

- Yes, Alex!

Will you try? - Are you nuts?

Lf this cold water

gets into my ears,

I'll get a swollen eardrum.

You get ill at a mere sight

of cold water.

Psychosomatic.

- OK, let's move!

Two by two, to the camp!

- Nooo!

The first one to reach the camp

gets a prize.

You cheated and took a shortcut.

So did you,

but who said we shouldn't?

OK... Now, everybody get ready

for a line-up!

Sorry... Sorry.

Hurry up, nobody's watching us.

Is he for real,

right over the tent like that.

Move on... good, good,

keep on running. Good...

Where are you heading?

- We're racing to the flagpole.

And you are last,

like always.

I'm short of breath.

I think I have asthma.

Come on,

short of breath... asthma...

You're just like your mother.

Get going.

Attention!

- Where's Grega?

Grega! Grega!

Grega!

Grega!

Grega!

Oh, scout-leader Grega,

so where have you been?

Sorry, I didn't hear the call.

- In spite of our shouts?

We were knocking down the tents

and screaming like psychos!

I was listening to the news.

- And what's new?

Same old crap going on

in Palestine,

our team didn't make it

to the finals,

and global warming signals

an inevitable cataclysm.

I see, that's why you're so 'hot'.

It's really hot in the tent.

- You're not in the tent,

we're lining up in the fresh air,

so we're supposed to be

in uniform and look?

- Orderly!

I'll go change...

Oh, Marko Nahtigal, welcome!

Where have you been?

Dad gave me a lift and

dropped me off at the store.

I see. And what's that?

Pets are not allowed here.

Esmeralda isn't just a pet.

She's from South America.

I thought she's was a local.

Anyway, she doesn't belong here.

That's not fair!

- Wait!

OK, those in favour of the bird

staying here, raise your hands!

Everybody, just like I thought.

- I could have brought Max. - Max?

My Doberman. - OK, the bird stays.

- Say thank you. Thank y'a.

But if some crap happens...

- We'll clean it up.

You'll do a double shift

on watch tonight

because you knocked down

the tent. - I can't.

I need more sleep

than other people.

Are you a scout or what? Scouts

sleep as circumstances require.

My needs are great and

they get greater every day.

Here.

- Dismissed.

They call that food? Lt's nothing

but grease. Luckily, I've brought

some supplements. - It's quite

tasty, actually. Why did you join

the scouts, if you're so sensitive?

- Dad says it'll make me stronger.

He says I'm too spoiled. - Go tell

him that it's either his or your

mom's fault. They spoil you too

much, so why put the blame on you?

I'll tell him, if I make it home

alive. Mom goes completely nuts

if I just mention dad. Completely

nuts. - How do you like it, boys?

Is it too salty? - No, it's

delicious. - Better than at home.

Really. My grandpa would

say that she's worthy of sin.

A woman with curves.

- Man, what I would do with her.

What?

What would you do with her?

Nothing. - You've got one thing

right for a change.

'Nothing' is the right answer.

It'll take you a few more years

of eating grits, before

you can do anything with her.

And now - action!

He'll ruin my appetite

with that music.

You call that music?

Culture... Yuk!

Culture... Yuk!

You're a miserable bunch

with no ear for music.

It was all right...

Band of demons!

What is this, Star wars

or what? Silence!

Ozbolt, stop it!

He's nasty as ever this year.

- Well, discipline is in order.

You'd do nothing but mess around.

We're scouts, man.

Jake says that his dad

has problems at work,

and that at home

he's even worse. - At home?

They don't live together.

Jake's mom divorced him.

Don't fall asleep!

We're supposed to keep watch!

You're here to watch over me.

I feel completely safe.

Alex...

Alex, it's your turn

to keep watch. Wake up!

Oh, man, I was flying.

You're still dreaming, wake up!

Is it time to get up already?

- No, not for you.

Lucky you, I'm keeping watch

for two more hours.

Keep on sleeping, Esmeralda.

I have to go.

"Does anyone know

who they really are

and where they're going?

Which came first,

the big bang, God,

the chicken or the egg?

Lt's doesn't matter,

let it be!

Forget about wings,

let's just fly...

Young or old, a bird

or a mouse,

just go your own way!

Who knows it, knows it,

and we simply know it...

We fly without wings... "

Look, it's only girls

in that camp over there.

Interesting, isn't it?

- Yes. Very interesting.

"You are what you are,

You go where you go.

Everybody take their own way,

Some on foot, others lying down,

and some hand in hand... "

Mom forgot to pack

my toothbrush.

Mom? Don't you pack

your own things?

I do, but she wouldn't let me.

She says that I forget.

I'll have to get to the store

and buy a new one.

I need to buy some things, too.

- What more could you really need?

You've brought a trunk full of

stuff. - Sunscreen, factor 30.

Here, the chance of sunburn

is even higher than at the beach.

Mountains or beach,

it's the same sun, you know.

But here, we're closer to it

and I don't want to risk

developing skin cancer.

- Skin protection is essential.

They keep saying it on TV.

- A trip to the store is a must.

We're young,

but we have needs, too.

OK, OK...

I'll talk to the camp-leader.

We don't want any sunburns.

- Hi. - Hi.

Does she also

brush her teeth?

She sharpens her beak, actually.

- Go sharpen your beak, girl.

She's cute. Can she talk?

- Surrre I can talk

and you can't stop me once

I starrrt. - What would she do

if you let her out?

- Most likely, she'd get scared

and fly away. This is not

her terrain. - Can I carry her?

Why not? But she's pretty heavy

with that cage. Get lost.

Say Marko. Marrrko.

- Marrrko.

Flames rise from our fire,

In the middle of our camp,

Guarded by a mighty mountain,

Sheltered neatly in the woods...

Tents shine in the sun,

As we proudly raise our flag...

I'm too old to sing anthems.

Last year, I thought it was fun.

Now I think it's stupid.

And you're tone deaf, too.

- Who is chattering?

I just explained to Alex

why I can't sing. - Really?

Share it with us.

- My voice cracks.

It's called voice mutation.

"Flames are rising from our fire... "

That's enough, thank you.

We get the picture...

Why are you lurking around

with that camera

instead of singing the anthem?

- I'm shooting a documentary

about scout life. I need to take

shots of a line-up

from different angles...

to make it more interesting.

You look great from this angle...

What a profile!

What's the title of this film

you're making?

'The Clever Groundhog In Action'.

It'll be a hit! - I see. Good.

Did you hear?

We'll be in his movie. Attention!

After the meeting,

report to your leaders

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