Nordrand Page #3

Your father.

Where are you?

There, in the back.

Hidden away.

Poor you.

Look at Christian.

Hey, is this you?

My mother.

Looks exactly like you.

Come on, not at all.

Is this the father of your...

Wolfi?

No. He's just a friend.

I mean, I don't think so.

And yours?

Well, Roman.

Look.

This is what he looked

like when I met him.

He was in hospitaI with pneumonia.

He was cute then too.

At least he shaved off his beard.

Hang on,

I'll show you a pic of my brother.

You've got a brother?

Yes, Alexander.

Sarajevo is a divided city...

At the front line in Grbavica,

shots were fired today.

This was the first incident in

10 days, and another evidence...

that the Muslims

were not to be trusted.

This is what most Serbs think here.

Where is it? I can't find it!

Sorry.

I have found.

Hey, where?

This can't be.

Even the money is still there.

But where?

In Danube.

Thank you.

I thought I'd never see it again.

Can I buy you a coffee

or some pastry?

Some cake?

A cream puff?

Hey, my friend, too.

Well, from Yugoslavia - she was.

Damn bus.

What?

Hi, Dad! How are you? Since when

can you make phone calls?

What. Who?

Who?

Look what I bought.

It was only 65 shillings.

It's a bit ugly on one side,

but I'll put it against the wall.

Want something to eat?

Where were you last night?

At a friend's place.

Well, he's not a reaI friend,

I couldn't live with him.

Understand?

No.

Please don't kick me out.

Why should I tell you who

I'm going out with?

None of your business, anyway.

But if you want, I'll move out.

I'll find something else.

What is it?

What's happened?

- Leave me alone!

What's wrong?

Alexander is dead.

What?

Dad called.

Alex is dead.

It can't be.

I'm sure it's only...

a misunderstanding or something.

And that in the middle of peace.

...has brought light into my life.

The Communist Party...

...the Party, Ceausescu, Romania...

What's this?

How did you arrange these?

That's not what we call order.

Move aside.

Sweetie, I think

we'll have to do it again.

Doesn't look good.

What's this?

There's one you did right!

Unbelieveable.

Once again, once again,

once again.

No problem.

Just do that sh*t yourself!

This! And that!

Bitchy old cow!

Want to be on their own at

Christmas. Well, if they say so.

You know what I would really

love to have?

A reaI traditionaI Gugelhupf.

Mother did that all the time.

What are you doing here?

Just wanted to bring

you something.

I was going to drop by after work.

I'd rather you didn't.

But...

I don't want to see

you fight again.

You fight anyway.

Even without me.

I'd like to see Ren and Nicole...

and Sonja.

She could come by, too.

Haven't seen her myself

for a while.

Jasmin, a customer is waiting!

You've got to go.

At home I'd have had presents.

Merry Christmas.

But me, I'll stay army-free.

What's the salute of the forces?

- Hi there, gorgeous!

Millions of recruits

waiting to take off their boots.

One or two

will stay until they're blue,

but me, I'll stay army-free.

You can speak Serbo-Croatian

to one another.

Or Bosnian.

Or not at all.

Don't you have any

banana liquor and orange juice.

Let's have a drink! What's wrong?

Come on, do it for me.

I've wanted this

Christmas Eve party so much.

Let's sing a Christmas song.

I don't know any.

Whatever:

"Oh come little children. "

Not very fitting.

Where's Jolanta?

She's not here today.

Rocco, the f***ing a**hole,

damn it!

What's up old man?

- What?

Shut the hell up.

D'you have a problem, brother?

- What's it?

Are you mad? Stop it right now!

Why?

Why does this

always happen to me?

What have I done?

Where should I go now?

Granny?

Oh my God, what happened?

What happened?

What happened to you?

Nothing.

My grandmother fell.

She's in one of those rooms.

And you, what...

I mean...

Night shift.

Will you smoke one with me?

I'm on duty.

A fast one?

Well, your fault.

Ok, ok, but that's no reason

to torture me like this.

What's your name?

When does your shift end?

Do you want to go for a drink?

Maybe on New Year's Eve.

It's very easy.

One, two, three...

Where are the others?

I don't know.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Are you coming to Sarajevo

with me?

No.

Ok. I'm going.

In spring.

Guess who's here?

Damn!

Should have thought about

that earlier.

Where is he?

- In your bed.

Did he sleep here?

- Yes.

Where have you been?

You don't know him.

Don't you think that you're

quite an a**hole?

I'm sorry.

No need to apologize to me.

You jump into bed with anybody.

Just as long as he's hot for you.

Every guy knows he can dip

his thing into you if he wants to.

Sorry.

You don't understand.

Wait.

Here's the test.

Thanks.

Running into you here today!

You know, I'm leaving tomorrow.

- What? Where to?

America.

Wow, really?

All the best then!

To you, too.

I'd love to stay like this forever.

Will you forget me?

I don't think so.

Will you?

No, I won't either.

Why didn't we do this before?

It's actually not bad.

Do you believe in telepathy?

I don't know.

But we can try.

Do you mind?

But I just had to come.

Is it Senad's?

Are you sure?

- Stop it!

Sorry.

I've always thought

I'd be a good mother.

You might be.

You think so?

- Sure. Why not?

Don't know.

I've always wanted five children.

Just like in my family.

Will you come with me?

I can't go on my own.

You went on your own last time.

Exactly.

Maybe,

the way you talk about kids,

maybe I could help you.

You think so?

Why not?

Don't know.

You are a true friend.

Honestly.

And you are no a**hole.

Neither are you.

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