Klopka Page #4

It's all because of me.

No, it isn't. It's my fault.

But we have to get you back

to the hospital tonight.

I don't want to. - Nemanja!

Let's not argue, please.

Let me stay with you, just for the night.

But mum's not coming back toningt.

- Is she very upset?

Very.

I'll make her forget it tomorrow.

But only if you let me stay the night.

So now, this thing I'm dong now.

I'm trying to do at least something right.

At the end.

Is he here?

- He is.

Nemanja, are you alright?

- Yes.

We have to go back to the hospital.

- I know.

Go on, put your sneakers on

and we'll be on our way.

Shall I call a taxi?

- Moma's waiting downstairs.

Please, don't come with us.

If you can do that much for me.

Come later.

Bye. - Let's go.

Get back in!

What do you want?

Didn't I tell you I'd call vou?

Get inside!

You sure are early.

Relax, take a seat.

Is that the gun I gave you, huh?

- Yes.

Sorry, but I'd like a cup of coffee.

Want one too?

I don't have time.

- Alright, alright...

How's your son?

He's waiting for the money for the surgery.

It'll all be as we'd agreed.

There was a delay, I was going to call you.

I know. But I came over,

to spare you the trouble.

What kind of a man you are?

You don't trust me. But I trusted you.

Calm down, man, calm down!

This murder thing really...

got to you, eh?

30000, was it?

- 27. You already gave me three.

You have to wait for the banks to open.

You have a stash for a case like this, right?

Thirty thousand can save your child's life.

And it's nothing to many.

A trashy car costs more than that.

Every life isn't worth the same,

officially confirmed by Americans, you know?

After 9/11, the families got reimbursed

from American government.

But they didn't value

everyone's life the same.

No, it was according to how much they earned.

A Mexican cleaning woman, f*** her.

Worths $1000.

A clerk, $100000.

A businessman, naturally, a million.

- Move!

He was a bastard, that Ivkovic.

He wanted to take my house.

I'm not the only one you helped,

but the only one paying.

You said 'we' when we talked.

- To make an impression.

People figure it's an organization, but no.

I work on my own.

Nohody knows about this, besides us.

The only thing I could never do

was to kill a man.

I can't see how anyone can do that.

- Me neither.

But there are some occasions...

What's this?

Where's the money?

- That's all I've got, two thousand.

Where's the money?!

You want me to kill you?

- You think only you have a problem?

Where would I get 30000 euros from?

I'm broke.

Here! Want a fake Rolex?

I owe half a million.

They're only keepng me alive

so I can pay back.

I'll kill you!

Pull that trigger!

Better than them chopping me to pieces.

Kill me!

Hello?

- Mladen, where are you?

Someone transferred the money. Anonymously.

He just transferred the money.

Mladen!

You hear me, Mladen!

You're off on Wednesday.

The donor made the arrangements.

What about you?

I need to stay.

I have to settle a debt.

What debt?

You owe that someone

who transferred the money?

Yes.

And is it some tough guy? A criminal?

No.

Why don't you tell me all about it?

It makes no difference now.

Who was that woman?

She is the wife...

of a man I killed for 30000 euros.

because I'd been hired to do so.

Then the man

who hired me disappeared.

I looked for him, I found him,

but he didn't have the money he promised me.

Then you called and told me that she,

Jelena is her name,

gave the money for Nemanja's surgery.

I know her from the park.

Her daughter goes to school with Nemanja.

There, that's it.

If I don't know you...

So, now you owe that woman?

I owe her.

I do owe her and...

I don't know how to pay that debt.

When I was little, I wished...

I imagined life was like a film,

that you can stop and rewind when you wish.

And start over,

where you want it to start from.

I forgot to buy cigarettes.

Let me be with Nemanja,

you get some rest.

I can't sleep.

I know it's strange for you to see me here.

But, if I could come in... Please.

The surgery took place today.

Marija called and said everything went well.

I came to tell you everything.

This is the gun I killed Petar with.

Leave.

Just go!

Please.

I thought...

If ever I'd met a good man, you're the one.

You of all.

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