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Zbanik and the rest,

you've heard about the badges.

Sead, believe me, nothing more couldn't

be done. My dad did everything.

Don't be like that, you must

think on yourself a bit.

Look, month will pass very quickly, he'll get out from

the jail, you'll do a record... everything will be as before.

Metka, open those

beautiful eyes for awhile!

What do you see?

A month?

It must pass at least...

Don't play smart,

wanna go to jail too?

You know, what, call me

when you sober up a bit.

Metka!

Corporal,

Happy New Year,

be good or bad.

Cheers, com. Warrant officer.

- Cheers.

Sit.

Stand up.

For your family, corporal.

Cheers.

What?

You didn't get used to home-made, eh?

- Not that, but what's much, it's much.

Much? We didn't drank one liter yet.

But it is strong, in fact.

Janez from your department gave me it.

His dad is doing it.

Then, we can take another one.

- We do.

Now for your health,

comrade Warrant officer.

Alright!

And for your family.

What do you know about my family?

- Nothing, just like that.

Screw such family.

Wife is crying,

and my kid went to morons.

We were all the same in these age.

- It's not like that, my Kvrgi.

He's hanging around with those...

these graffitti. -Punks?

Yes.

I don't like that.

They paint their hair, wear chains

around neck. They look like an idiots.

Nonsense. Is it possibly

some new party, eh?

Com. Warrant officer...

- It's not that.

I wanted my son to become someone.

Like, pilot.

Flying above the clouds.

And a red star on

the tail of the plane.

I don't like that, Kvrgi.

I'll fix it up everything.

I'll kill all of them

like Krauts, if need.

Don't...

- Stand still!

Com. Warrant officer...

Shut up!

Look this.

Happy New Year!

Hey, Rat, gotta smoke?

Here he is!

Gimme some wine.

Got something hard? -Standard or double?

- Gimme double.

They f***ed you up good, eh?

Don't ask. I wouldn't

wish this to anyone.

F***ed up, man, f***ed up.

What happened?

Cops are cool... who thaught that,

but what the army is doing...

In the barracks?

First, I've had to sing for 2 hours

"Hey, brigates!"

What was later?

Then, some bald officer came,

f***ed up as hell.

He jerked me off about punk,

whom I know... what I do...

Two thugs were next to him, one beat me from morning to lunch,

the other one from lunch to morning. Hey, Sid, where do you go?

For a phone call.

'Allo it's Sead, sorry I

didn't call you before.

Yes, I know... They let Bomb out.

They release him for a New Year...

... 8 months conditionally.

What do you do now?

You do French salad?

Metka, let's meet.

Why?

Who's coming?

Come on Metka,

I'll wait you at the pole.

What I'm going to do now?

Nothing.

How can you say that?

OK, say hello to father and the guests,

see you tomorrow and

Happy New Year.

Rat.

- What?

What?

You think the 'Coma'?

OK, but they're strong, don't

blame me if you will feel bad.

Scared, huh?

Hey, it's a New Year,

puke for me a bit!

I've told you they're strong as hell,

but no one is listening to me.

You'd poison your own mother!

My mother is a lady for you!

Sober up already!

Where can we get more drinks?

Comradess Mulahasanovi,

Happy New Year!

Happy to you too!

Where have you been by now?

Don't ask, I freezed myself.

Car too.

We pushed it all the way to Kolinska.

You?

- I'm watching it.

How is Nori doing?

- He's not yet.

I have something for you.

What did you bring?

In this house one will never watch

in black and white again.

Clear?

Look.

Filter, Marija.

A filter.

Is it better?

It is.

What's that?

- Filter.

We are going to visit your parents.

Five days.

How? -Five days,

I couldn't get more.

It's taken from summer vacation.

It is because Marshall is seriously ill.

We are going?

Where is the kid?

- He's sleeping.

Is it better?

Stand up, army!

Happy New Year!

Sead my son,

happy new year.

Wake up, son,

we're going to visit grandparents.

Come on. -Dad, let me sleep.

You go wherever you want to.

Come on, Sead, son.

You won't?

You won't?

- I won't.

Is there any thing you do want?

- I want to sleep.

You sleep for the last 18 years,

and you still haven't sleep enough.

You were sleepin' long enough, and

I guarantee you'll wake up this year.

Otherwise...

- Otherwise what?

You know very well.

You'll send me to military academy?

- Maybe I will.

You just send, screw you.

What? What did you say!?

- I said what you heard.

Stand still!

Stand still!

On the back seat,

there is no space.

Holy f***!

What are you doing with this car?

When did you change the oil?

Are you listening to me?

I'm talking to you.

There's no help with shouting.

I only need this.

I'm not going anywhere.

Woman, don't mumble.

Please, don't mumble.

Wait a bit.

- We are going!

Out of the question!

I don't wanna hear a single word.

Let him do what he like,

if he thinks that's the best.

But he won't screw

with me anymore.

Understood?

F***ing car.

There.

Why, Metka?

- ''Why?'' Because.

I'd be with you gladly.

But I can't.

We are never together.

- How? We are always together.

Never.

Tell your father you're sick.

What is with you?

I can't do this to him, he paid and reserved all,

we go to vacation every year, I can't.

Sead, don't complicate

if it doesn't have to.

A week will pass very quickly,

then we will be together again.

Damn, as I f*** the fence!

Drunk pig.

Easy, Easy, you now.

There is enough for everybody.

Man, you wanna screw a bit?

Chick is so drunk, she'd gave to anyone.

Hey, hallo?

Do you hear me?

What's with you?

- Nothing, nothing.

Did that broad f***ed you up completely?

Easy?

Easy, Easy!

You know what?

Wanna jam a bit?

Three of us?

- Yeah.

Come on, let's jam.

Hey, we are gonna jam now, OK?

Did you tuned up already? -We did.

Let's do that song of his.

I like every word of yours

although I don't understand

anything at all

And I'll never could do it

the way I can do now

It's not of your business,

where I live

It's not of your business,

what I think

Neither black nor white,

always is gray

I'm not dead

I'm not alive

Goodbye teens

Goodbye teens

I'll never, never be a f***in' boy

I like every word of yours

Although I don't understand

anything at all

And I'll never could do it

the way I can do now

Behind concrete rocks

Behind concrete rocks

Goodbye teens

Stop, enough!

Let's go!

Kadunc, with me.

Sit.

Name and surname of your father, and vocation?

- Haris Mulahasanovi, Warrant officer of JNA.

Mother's name, vocation.

- Marija, housewife.

Date and birthplace.

- June 16th, 1963, Tuzla.

Sead, have you been convicted already?

- No.

- June, '63.

Tuzla?

- Tuzla.

No, thanks.

Sead,

do you realize that

you have files now

and that first offense can led you to

juvenile home? You know what that means?

No. - Social service sends you to juvenile home, you get

in bad company, which teach you much worse things...

Like stealing at first, we catch you, lock you up.

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