Oktoberfest Page #2

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What was that?

- First gunshot of the revolution.

Watch the guard for me.

"Svetlana, I fell in love."

Packaging! Oh, Mirka,

They f***ed up our packaging.

Hey!

Why are you hugging her?

Who's hugging her?

- Why are you grabbing her?

Who's grabbing her?

Do you have a smoke?

- Yes, I do

Where are you from? - From hill.

- Which hill? - Banovo hill.

Banovo hill?

Kiss her, can't you see she loves you?

Be my guest.

Why do you hug her,

grab her and kiss her?

Didn't you tell me so?

Bane!

Where were you? What happened?

- Nothing.

Sit down, I'll be back in a minute.

No touching, colonel.

One cognac.

What do you drink?

Brewskie.

Two double brandies,

one plain and a brewskie!

Where are you from?

- From Doboj. (Bosnian town)

Lule the man...

- Hey!

I'm completely destroyed.

I am a victim of stupidities.

I stand there in front of municipality

building like a jackass.

You know, like those little Gypsies at the

weddings, seeking for a small change.

How come you to know Jasna?

Why not?

- No, seriously.

I don't know her well, in fact.

Her Mom is an architect, I guess,

and her Dad is working something abroad.

Goran, can I borrow this photo,

I'll give you back.

- C'mon, you don't need to give me back.

When you will learn:

The photography is a reproductive art.

Better said:

I got the negative.

I'm going to get some fresh air.

- Okay, Lule, pal.

Goran, when you'll take pictures of me?

- Okay, how about tomorrow?

In fact, the day after tomorrow.

What are you doing? - I did not want it.

She sat in my lap by herself.

Where did she sit?

Tell him what army drinks, come on!

- Brewskie.

Pera! One double beer

and two double brandies.

Few days left!

Where did they dig you out?

Lule, who's this chick of yours?

- I do not know. - How?

Listen, I'm not in the mood for jokes.

Give me my photo back.

Got something to smoke?

- I don't smoke.

You!? You've started your career

with us. Be a buddy, come on.

You guys tricked me.

- I bet she got hooked because of you, too.

No!

No?

Give me a photo. - No?

- Don't tear it apart! - No?

Be good and smoke one.

- I don't smoke.

Just look at this pot I've found.

Try it.

- It's good, it's good!

Try it!

Throw it on the wall.

It's good, eh?

Rat, it's Lepi!

How are you, Lule?

- Good. - Cold, huh?

Who are these two?

- They asked me for a cigarette.

Wanted a cigarette?

- Yeah.

What cigarette?

- An ordinary one. - Ordinary?

They didn't want

something else, maybe?

You know what? First some guy

bothered me, then these two,

now you.

- They bothered you?

Why you didn't shout, call for help?

This is the very downtown.

There are heaps of policemen.

Look, I'm here.

Who were those?

- I told you, I don't know.

Lule, what are you pushing?

- Nothing, I've told you, just hanging around.

F***, show what you have

in your pockets.

You want I show you? - I won't. You're

about to tell me what you've have in pockets.

Okay...

Later we'll go to station,

to find out who were those two.

You'll remember there for sure.

- There's an ID in my pocket.,

wallet, cigarettes and money.

Eight grand.

Lule...

- Lepi, close them way!

Never, Lepi!

Never!

NEVER!

I'll catch them.

I will!

Next time it'll be different.

What about you?

Scram!

Go home!

Only maniacs and scums.

Nobody's working anything, just drinking.

Look at these walls.

They ruined the city.

Junkie next to junkie.

A**hole next to a**hole.

They even pull your leg!

Motherfuckers...

Milovic, wanna go for a drink?

No.

Let's go home, it's late.

How's it going?

Have you seen my cap?

How I'm gonna without cap?

Soldier or civilian,

you can't without caps.

How I'm gonna bare-headed like this?

F***.

How come you're here?

- I've been waiting for you whole night.

Skobi, don't be angry with me now...

You are so handsome...

I wanted to tell you

that I love you and

that you're about to have really

great time with me, and...

Don't leave me, please.

This was because I love you.

- It's alright.

Kiss me.

- Huh?

Kiss me.

Go.

I will burn all of this... All!

I will burn all!

I'm not good for you, huh?

Who I live with!!

You whore.

Who I live with!

You'll pay for this!

Mira Ili.

Enough!

- Let artist playing.

Oh, is that right, professor?

- Eat sh*t, neighbour!

There is police too, professor.

Maestro!

Do you know that one...

Luka, come on. They'll call the cops.

They mentioned something about eating sh*t...

Here you go!

Here you go!

Here you go!

When you're sitting

alone in sadness,

Dance and sing rock and boogie,

When you're sitting

alone in sadness,

Dance and sing rock and boogie,

Dance and sing rock'n'roll!

I'm wet all over.

Amazing!

Lule, I wanna tell you something.

- It's okay.

I always got to source booze.

- We'll never forget you this.

Try it.

- Hide the bottle.

There's lot of thirsty people here.

Give me a sip.

She's hell of a dancer, eh?

Guys, here's some

sandwiches and beer.

Say, they have no strong beer there?

- Where? - At the Oktoberfest.

Believe me, you can drink

hectoliters of it, like milk.

Tradition. But one must see the city.

You could play saxophone

in the street to earn some money.

This passport issue is killing you, indeed.

You know, when you talk about

this beer and all, I see it

in front of my eyes as I am

really there, right now.

Listen, is fun really that good?

Amazing. I mean, either is that beer

hell good or it's only my experience.

Everything was like a big carrousel...

- Yeah, yeah...

Get lost!

Marija!

- Look, it's Vanja.

Why didn't you call me?

You've promised.

- Okay, I have.

We could speak as normal people

at least for once, Lule.

Okay, we'll talk.

Deal.

Excuse me.

Karlo and Rat...

Get out, man.

Get out.

Wait to Karlo and Rat leave.

Ah, f***.

Watch out, a**hole.

Look what you have done!

Wait, let's dilute a bit...

Why are you drinking out of the bottle?

Playing tough, eh?

Give me a break!

Let me go!

Hey, you're the one who hugs,

kiss and grabs.

Yes, I am the one!

Jasna!

One beer, please.

It's nine o' clock, get up.

Blue tram...

Goethestrasse...

Oktoberfest... Beer.

- What beer?

You smell after brandy.

Shame on you.

And you want beer as well.

- Water...

Look at you. Go wash yourself.

I brought you a clean shirt.

Wait... Look at yourself.

Ask them to give you some job.

Anything.

- I've asked already.

Ask them again.

Mom, you know... - What?

- You know... - What...?

Until Monday, this is it.

I got no more.

Mom, come on, put on something better.

Look at yourself.

And that picture on the wall...

Who is she?

What is with Svetlana?

You can't do this to me.

Mom... - Don't do this.

You know that I like her.

You have that girl for five years.

You must marry.

I know her mother too.

You can't do this to me.

Fill it, it's all written there.

I've filled it already before.

- Then do it once more.

Such are the rules.

Wash yourself, brush your teeth,

and I'll call you later.

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