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-No.

Maybe.

[Ari] Dyke. Lezzo.

Chill out, will you? Chill out.

-Poofter, poofter.

[laughs]

-Poofter, poofter.

-Chill out.

Chill out.

-Poofter, poofter.

Poofter, poofter, poofter.

Poofter.

Poofter, poofter.

I'm glad you don't act like a f*ggot, Ari.

-I'm a man.

And I take it up the ass.

[chuckles]

Of course you do, you're Greek.

We all take it up the ass.

Oh, f***! F***, f***!

F***ing life.

[Betty] - I hate this f***ing life!

I hate this f***ing life!

F***ing hate it.

[woman singing outside]

[singing in foreign language]

[sighs]

[continues singing]

[laughter]

- [Sophia] Ari.

What did you tell Tasia?

-What, nothing.

-Why did you tell her

you're leaving home?

-I didn't.

-Don't lie to me.

-It's no big deal, Mama.

Yeah, well that's his problem.

-But I won't be able to see you.

[laughter]

-What if I went to Greece?

Mum, there's no work here.

Maybe I could get work in Greece.

-Ari, please don't say that.

I couldn't stop worrying

if you were in Greece forever.

-It wouldn't be forever,

just for a year or so.

-Excuse me, Tia.

-Congratulations.

-Thanks.

[speaking in foreign language]

[Dimitri laughs]

[speaking in Greek]

-Actually we're getting engaged.

[laughs]

-Thanks, thanks.

-Thanks.

[speaking in Greek]

[laughs]

[speaking cheerfully in Greek]

[laughing and whooping]

[loud rock music]

[music turns off]

[girl groans]

-Ari, turn it on.

Turn it back on.

[distant pulsating dance music]

[church bells ring]

[heavy rock music]

-Don't like her friends.

[heavy rock music]

[yelling]

-F***, this place is full of Arabs.

-Hmm! Youth of the north.

[car horn toots]

-Face it, motherfuckers.

-What the f*** are you doing?

-Stop it, Ari.

-You're not in Europe anymore.

This isn't Asia, motherfuckers.

This isn't Africa.

Pray, pray to God, pray to Allah,

pray to Buddha, pray the f*** to whatever,

it doesn't matter.

Pray day and night,

'cause nothing's gonna save your kids now.

-Nothing!

-You tell 'em, Ari.

-F***ing wogs.

F***ing wogs.

-Whoo!

[heavy rock music]

[revving engine]

-Come on, I'll walk you over.

All right, you come to Steki later.

We'll be there until late, all right?

-Mm-hmm.

-You and Charlie.

-Charlie.

-Ari.

[Charlie] Hey everybody,

this is Ari, Alex's big brother.

How are you, Alex?

[laughter]

[laughter stops]

[breathes deeply]

[upbeat music]

[woman singing in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

[greets man]

-I'm going to get a drink.

-Go and find a table.

Don't tell Dina about the speed.

She thinks we cut everything but dope.

-Yeah, sure.

-Do you want to go do some now?

-Maybe later.

[upbeat music continues]

[Ari] Pint and a whisky.

[woman continues singing

in foreign language]

[speaking indistinctly]

[Peter] How are you?

[Ari] Where's Janet?

-Look, I don't care.

Mandela's still a hero.

-With friends. She hates wog crowds.

-When it comes to power,

color does not matter.

-They intimidate her.

Hey everyone,

this is Ari, my little brother.

-Hi.

-Aw, agree with me for once, you pig.

[Peter] Sit.

[crowd applauds singer]

[Sean] You made it.

Ari, this is Ariadne.

-Pleased to meet you, Ari.

[Sean]

Anyway, there shouldn't be any barriers.

The idea of a nation state's

a thing of the past.

[man] But immigration should be cut back.

It's an ecological argument.

[scoffs]

[man] We're the driest continent on

this earth.

-That bullshit feeds into racism, George.

-George, you're sounding like

an anally retentive skip, mate.

It's too late, they've already let us in.

The barbarians are inside the gates.

[laughter]

-That's what wrong with this country.

Everyone hates everyone.

The skips hate the wogs.

The wogs hate the Asians.

-And everyone hates the blacks.

-Yeah, exactly.

-You don't even know any Kooris.

-What's that got to do with it?

I fight racism wherever I see it.

-Whether it's the Greeks, the Italians.

-F*** the wogs.

-The Vietnamese.

-F*** the gooks.

-Or the Kooris.

-F*** the boongs.

-What's your problem?

What are you, Ari?

Some kind of wanker?

-Hey, maybe I'm a barbarian.

[Peter laughs]

[Peter] Bravo, a Greek barbarian.

-Oh. So f*** everyone else.

But you're proud to be Greek.

-Proud to be Greek?

I had nothing to do with it.

[upbeat music]

[crowd cheering and whistling]

-Where have you been?

We're meant to be celebrating.

Joe won't dance with me.

-Joe doesn't do Greek dancing.

-You should learn.

[cheers and applause]

-Don't drink so much.

-F***, Ari.

-Sit down, you're pissed.

I told you not to have another one.

F***.

-Give me a kiss.

[Joe] What the f*** are you doing?

-You all right?

What are you doing here?

[Dina] Let go of me.

[Betty] Stop asking me questions.

-Don't touch me.

-Got some quick?

[woman singing in foreign language]

[crowd singing a response]

[sniffs]

[sniffs and sighs]

[singing in foreign language]

-I love you, Betty.

[Joe] Betty?

[woman] F*** off, you moron.

-Betty.

-F*** off!

-F*** off and leave us alone.

-What are you doing?

-Get out!

Just get out, you prick.

F*** you, Joe.

-What the f***

are you giving her drugs for?

She skitzes out!

-Jesus, Joe, f***ing relax.

You know,

you're turning into a real d*ckhead.

-You better f***ing apologize.

[laughs]

Grow up, Ari.

-Get a job.

-Ah yes sir, no sir,

can I have a raise, sir?

Can I have a day off, sir?

My wife's having a baby, sir.

They've offered you a house, haven't they?

Hey?

Given you a big, fat, juicy deposit,

haven't they, Joe?

Marriage all arranged, is it?

You think they're going to let you

walk down the aisle of a Greek church

with your little crew cut

in a f***ing Greek church?

No f***ing way, mate.

-I want to marry Dina.

-Yeah, since when?

-I'm embarrassed to be seen with you.

-What did you say to me?

What did you say?

[upbeat music]

[unzips]

[Ari breathing heavily]

[man grunting]

[panting]

[grunts]

[breathing quickens]

[moans]

[grunting]

-Pull me.

[breathing heavily]

[man whimpers]

[Ari grunting]

[Ari grunts]

[panting and moaning]

[zips up]

[upbeat music]

-F*** politics, let's dance.

[upbeat music]

[woman sings in foreign language]

[crowd whistling and cheering]

[singing in foreign language]

[cheers and applause]

[upbeat music]

[woman singing in foreign language]

[cheers and applause]

-You dance well.

[laughter]

-Sugar.

[Johnny] You're so beautiful when you

dance.

-What the f*** are you doing here?

[men yelling in foreign language]

[scattered laughter]

-Play.

Play something.

I want to dance.

[man] Hey mate, who's your girlfriend?

[woman howls]

[laughter]

[upbeat music]

[scattered laughter]

[glass shatters]

-Ari.

Wait.

Where are you going?

Ari.

I'm sorry.

-There's nothing

for you to be sorry about.

-Yes there is.

-Where's Ariadne?

-Inside.

-She's very beautiful.

-So are you.

[Toula] Ari.

They loved me.

They wanted more.

-You're crazy, Johnny.

-Johnny's not here.

It's the girl's night out.

-It's too much.

It's too much!

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