Kolja

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[ Wind Blowing ]

[ Orchestra ]

[ Whistling ]

[ Whistling Stops ]

[ Song Ends ]

The Lord is

My shepherd

[ Orchestra Intro Note ]

I shall not want

He maketh me to lie down

In green pastures

He leadeth me

Beside

the still--

[ Singer Yelps ]

Still waters

He restoreth my soul

Thy rod

And Thy staff

Pig! Grow up, can't you?

Coffee, anyone?

- Franta?

- No, I'm in a hurry.

Another job? You must be rolling in it.

Can you lend me a hundred 'til Monday?

- You'll get it back.

- I know. Or else I wouldn't lend it.

[ Bell Dings ]

[ Organ Playing Softly ]

Finally!

Now, this car is ideal.

- So practical.

- Get a Trabant, at least.

How much is a Trabant?

- New or used?

- Used.

- You'd need a hatchback. Twenty,

twenty-five thousand. - [ Whistles ]

Hold on, hold on.

[ Horn Honks ]

I'm going, idiot!

They sure looked better from behind.

I didn't look back. So for me,

they'll be beautiful forever.

[ Laughter]

Bills, bills!

Greedy vultures, the lot of you.

Hi, Helenka?

This is Louka.

I suddenly felt so lonely,

so guess who I thought of?

That's right, you.

Helenka,

you wouldn't be scared

of a night in my tower?

To the theater?

Of course I'm not mad. How could I be?

No, get going then. Bye.

[ Dialing ]

Zuzi?

It's me, Louka.

Zuzi, I suddenly felt so lonely,

so guess who I thought of?.

You, of course.

Oh, he's home?

Okay. Yeah. Bye.

''Socialism:
Our Unwavering Security''

[ Radio Announcer ] Czechoslovak socialism

is undergoing cosmetic democratization.

Economically insufficient, it

has no regard for human dignity.

The system is nearing collapse.

''Trabant, needs much work.

Twenty thousand.''

Crooks!

This is Radio Free Europe.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'd say that inscription

needs restoring.

It's the rain.

- I could do it for you.

- What do you mean?

- I restore headstones.

- How much would it be, altogether?

Well, it's not that long.

[ Mumbling ]

Thirty-six letters.

That would be 1 80 crowns.

Oh, my. Why is it so expensive?

Because there's real gold dust in there.

See how it glitters? It's real gold.

Pity there are two T's in his name.

You could've saved five crowns.

Franta!

He maketh me to lie down

In green pastures

He leadeth me

Beside the still waters

[ Continues ]

[ Organ Continues ]

[ Sighing ] Do you know how

long I've waited for this, Louka?

Two years. Since Hajkova's funeral.

- That's awful.

-Such a long time! [ Hiccups ]

No, it's awful...

that we measure time in

funerals, like undertakers.

- You were never married, were you?

- No.

My late father always said...

if you want a musical

career, don't get married.

- Music means celibacy.

- [ Hiccups ]

- Do you have hiccups?

- Yes, always afterwards.

When it's that good.

Always afterwards.

You know what?

Bite on your left pinky.

It puts pressure on

the hiccupping points.

- [ Hiccups ]

- Or try lifting your left leg...

at the same time as your right arm...

so the blood drains out.

- They say that works too.

- [ Chuckles ] First time I heard that one.

-[ Tapping ]

- What's that noise?

It's the pigeons.

Sharpening their beaks

on the window sill.

- [ Sighs ]

- [ Hiccups ]

Wait, I think I got it backwards.

The other way. Lift up your leg.

- That's my right leg.

- Okay, right leg and left arm.

[ Laughing ] Why did they toss

you out of the Philharmonic...

[ Clears Throat ] when you play so well?

- I don't feel like talking about it.

- Then don't.

You know what? It works.

- I told you it would.

-[ Tapping ]

Why are they sharpening their beaks?

Why? Now, that one I can explain.

To make them sharp.

You're such a jerk ! [ Laughs, Hiccups ]

[ Car Approaching ]

- Hail, comrade!

-And God bless you too.

I've loads of orders for you.

Three in gold, two in silver.

Here you are. It's all written down.

Those are the grave numbers.

Mr. Broz, a gravedigger like you

brings joy to the whole cemetery.

You're doing it so well.

I'm trying not to smudge it.

I'm telling you! Don't do it!

You only owe me 37,600 crowns now.

I'm doing my best. I really

need a car to earn more.

We could sort out the car problem.

Yes, but how would I pay for it?

I have a wonderful job for

you. Money like you never saw.

-Straight into your pocket.

- Daddy, Daddy.

Andy has a tick and it's real big.

Give him here.

Do you have a pet at home?

No, no pets.

Do you have a kid at least?

- No kids, either.

- What do you have?

Go play, girls.

I'll deal with the tick.

I won't beat around the

bush. It's a marriage.

- I have this old ''aunt.''

- No, Mr. Broz.

I won't marry. Certainly

not some old aunt.

- She's Russian.

- Even worse.

It's not the aunt. It's her niece.

Not even a niece, Mr. Broz.

It would be a fake marriage.

- No, I'm against marriage, in any shape or form.

- [ Whimpering ]

- Cheers, cheers.

- He's right.

Cheers, Mr. Louka.

This niece needs Czech papers...

to avoid being sent back to Russia.

There it is.

Sounds fishy. It's not for me.

Now to cremate the parasite.

Divorce in six months.

You'll be free as a bird.

- Is Andy here?

- He had a tick.

- I thought I'd lost you.

- We're talking business.

- You know how I feel about this.

- Don't worry.

-Just shut the door.

-[ Door Closes ]

The wedding's just for

show. For appearances.

For 40 grand, Mr. Louka.

- Before you said 30.

- She'd willingly pay you 40.

You could buy a car and

still repay me 20,000.

It's better than renovating headstones.

Graves, graves.

Screw this job.

I see you've got lots of pets.

A gravedigger has to have

living things around him.

Her name is Nadezhda.

It's just business.

- Deal?

- I can't, Mr. Broz.

It's not for me.

[ Intermittent Squeaking ]

- [ Squeaking ]

- Franta, stop that!

[ Squeaking ]

Come to see your mother, have you?

- Hello!

- Hello!

[ Piano ]

Franta!

Come again on Tuesday and practice!

Today it was pretty miserable.

- [ Clock Chimes ]

- I had a feeling you'd come. Guess what I've made for lunch.

Potato dumplings.

I was in the pharmacy. I

said, I'll make him dumplings.

- That's great, Mom.

- Vitulka wrote.

It's in the bureau.

Read it aloud if you're reading it.

Maybe later.

Sometimes I think you

don't like your brother.

What did he do to you?

What he did was leave.

You can't hold anything against

him. He went there with nothing...

and now he has a good business.

Meanwhile, I've got crap.

But you'll have money again,

Franta. You're a virtuoso player.

You'll get back on your feet

again. Eat up. There's more.

Mr. Holocek says that

we need new gutters.

- New gutters?

- Yes, he said they've rusted through.

He said that 2,000 would cover...

materials and labor.

How am I going to get the money?

This house has cleaned me out.

I had to sell my car. I'm in debt.

- Where am I going to get the money?

- Don't talk that way.

You know the house is yours...

now you've bought your brother's share.

If you hadn't, we'd have lost it

to the state when Vitulka emigrated.

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