Parada Page #7

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So much fuss

about these 20 ballerinas.

Here. See you at lunch.

I love you, Misko.

I love you too.

Azim, take out the equipment.

Lemon, Muslim, Ustasha,

f*ggot Radmilo...

We made it.

Seems this criminal investment

paid off.

Kill the fags, kill the fags!

Kill, kill the faggots!

Only you could have

made this possible for me.

What?

To f*** up Serbs

in the middle of Belgrade.

Remember and re-live.

Your dad is there.

Ill kill you, you disgusting bastards.

F*** Pride.

Move it.

Faggots stay faggots.

God bless you, heroes, can I leave?

Here, sister, youre

a loyal Serbian f*ggot and patriot.

Well be f***ed.

Ive had enough.

Stop, stop... Wait, people.

Please, before you decide to go

look at these people.

Madman!

This is no longer

a straight or gay issue.

There are two Serbias.

That Serbia forces you every day

to be something youre not.

It forces you

to have six different acts,

one each for parents, friends,

colleagues, the street...

It forces you

to be something youre not.

It drains your energy.

I know well be beaten up today

like we never have been

but thats better than the humiliation

we suffer all our f***ing lives.

Come on now, you fools.

Make way, you screaming morons.

Do you ever shower?

Give me that.

Crazy woman...

If I survive this, well have the wedding

you want. And Ill survive that too.

Oh, and I parked in Zone 1,

so hurry up.

Now remember everything I taught you.

And remember it well.

- Exactly seven of us.

- Like in The Magnificent Seven.

You bald moron.

Are you sure?

Move it!

Not on the face, you moron.

Go away, boy!

- Watch out, Dad.

- Take this, son.

What the f*** are you doing?

Come here.

No way!

You like faggots, Ustasha?

You wont get the flag!

Mirko!

Cops! Run, run!

Woman, cops!

F***...

- You fight well for a kid.

- And you for a redneck.

- Let me see...

- Its from yesterday.

- Where are you, mate?

- Why interfere now, motherf***er?

Human rights are my area.

I studied that.

My partner had a dream.

He believed till the end...

He believed till the end...

He believed till the end

that one should walk through the city

with head held up as a free man

without fear of being abused

and humiliated

just because he was different.

And in the end he proved it.

He went out into the street

and no one humiliated him.

one year later

So you made it.

What a triumph.

A few hundred of us

protected by 5000 police.

F*** it, youre a problem.

And tomorrow theyll bash us

in the streets.

You can always come to me

and learn judo.

And your colleagues.

When I train you,

you wont need cops.

Great.

Im here because of him.

Same as youre here because of me.

Because of you two,

things will never be the same.

- Let me show you how to f***, f*ggot.

- Shut up, c*nt!

- What, youve grown more gentle?

- Cut the crap.

5600 police guarded

the first successful gay parade.

6000 hooligans and neo-Nazis didnt

manage to reach the participants.

207 people were injured.

In the 4-hour-long conflict,

the city centre was trashed.

On the streets of Belgrade

people are still beaten up

just for being different.

Amidst rifles and bayonets,

Guards are all around us.

Our troops are moving quietly...

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