Seven and a Half

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STORY ABOUT 7 DEADLY SINS

GREED:

Dear Diego,

this is a tragic story about a

boy living in a tragic country.

Somewhere in the mountainous

Balkans...

This is the river Sava.

This, over there...

I've kissed a girl there

for the first time,

she dumped me soon

after the first cramps.

And that shot that

put you in the God's lap.

Where the rest of us,

simple and sad...

...will never be.

Dear Armando,

my name is Bojan Maric,

I look like an ordinary guy...

...but unfortunately,

that's not true. - F***!

Why are you laughing, jerk?!

Let's do it again!

I know you too have broken

your leg in Barcelona,

and you know how hard it is

when you're disabled.

T-shirt looks great

...Just imagine...

...when it lasts

for 17 years!

You should take the hat off.

I think this is genial!

Here, my dear Diego,

I made my first,

and by the look of it,

my last football steps.

Yeah! - Sorry, Diego!

You are coming close to me.

Closer, closer... it's there.

Stop! Just don't get out

of my zoom, ok? - Ok.

Let's start.

There's a cure for my vicious

disease at the Moscow clinic.

A team of experts led by

the famous professor P...

Prokofiev! ...Prokofiev!

They perform surgeries which

guarantee complete recovery

in 90 percent of the cases.

And all that would be

so lovely,

if I had enough money

for that operation.

Situation in Serbia is similar,

maybe even worse... - Worse!

...than in Argentina. For us,

Just stay in the zoom.

Keboya, bro! - Yeah, bro?

- I've been thinking...

Never mind. - C'mon, tell me!

- Never mind, forget it! - Speak!

What's 15 grand to Maradona?

He got loaded in Barsa,

he slottered Napoli,

destroyed Seville!

He's worth millions, bro!

- But he was spending a lot.

What? Where?! - He spent it

on cocaine, women, alcohol!

C'mon! Everything in Argentina

is free for him.

He spends summers at Fidel's,

and winters with Kusturica!

Let's not f*** around!

- Should we ask him for 16 Gs?

Keboya, 20 grand! - C'mon, man!

- 20 grand, bro, just like that!

Hello?

Bro, I'm sleeping...

Wait a second.

It's 4 a.m.! Are you insane?!

Who's calling at this hour?

- Radule. He'll drop by.

Now? - Yeah, mom.

We have to work!

Work? - Yes, mom! Now!

- At 4 a.m.?! - Yes!

What do you want from me?!

When I'm not working,

you're bitching, when I am,

you're bitching again!

What do you want?!

- God, save this poor mother!

No, bro! - You're absolutely

right. - Of course I'm right!

- Of course it's nothing!

We'll buy a Golf each, and

then I'll have to borrow

for registration!

- How much should we ask for?

My dear Diego, 30 grand

is nothing for you.

And it means a world to me.

My health... - C'mon, bro!

What's with you!

Come here! I've been thinking.

- What's up? - Golf is a Golf.

But Mercedes... We should

ask for 35 grand, ok?

Keboya, bro...

I think you are awesome!

Who did your hair?

I did it myself. Why?

- It's great, man! Really.

Come here! It looks fantastic

on you! Excellent!

And how much money did you

ask from him? - 40 grand.

What?! - 40,000 Euros. Why?

- Are you f***ing insane?

You think it's a lot?

- It's not enough, my son!

You think? - Of course!

He's Mr. Nice Guy!

He'll give everything to

the poor. - 40 grand, my God!

He's gonna think you're

jerking his chain!

You can't go to Russia without

Are you insane! F***!

- Why haven't you asked Beckham?

C'mon! He's English,

he's cheap.

He'll rather die,

than give us any money.

You're a blast! Where did you

find Beckham?!

- And

with treatment expenses,

and residence costs in Moscow

it comes to one hundred...

...and twenty... five...

...and a half thousand

dollars! American! - Stop!

You are a doll!

I want you to be a little more

decisive! Give it to me.

And ask for 130 grand, ok?

- Ok. - Let's do it again.

Don't you see that we almost

f***ed this up?

- It's nothing. - Way too little.

I've been calculating. Two

Mercedes' are 90 grand.

This is for technical things,

amortization and that sh*t...

What's this? - This is for

my water heater. - Heater?!

And what's this? - Just a little

something for my mom.

Look now... - And my mom?

- Excellent! Bro, your mom!

Another grand. We're left

with 60 grand, give or take 5.

Let's see... 200 grand...

What would you do

if you were Maradona,

and some kid was asking for 200

grand for an operation?

Would you have given it

to him? - No. - How come?

I wouldn't, bro! Nobody

gave me anything in life!

That's why you're not Maradona!

And you're rottening with

your folks, like a burnout!

- Yeah, right!

What's this?

- Foreign currency account.

When did you open it?

- Today.

Cool...

- Naturally.

Why are you bringing me

to a construction site, maniac?!

Maniac will build you a house!

- C'mon... - Work well, man!

All this will be ours one day.

and here a nursery.

I hate kids! - You learn to

love them. Look at the view!

Can you see it? It's all

ours, don't you get it?!

I'm not so sure...

- What's wrong?

Keboya, bro! You're great!

You are a genius!

But I think I'll do better

as Maradona. You are awesome!

But you're missing something

deep. - You look like him?

No, but listen! You don't have

that sadness in your eyes.

Bro... We'll do Colina

with you. - F*** you!

Don't you get it? You look

exactly like him!

We'll use it to buy a house!

- Stop shitting me!

Dear Diego...

...I have cancer, and I'm

undergoing chemotherapy.

I'm just not so pathetic

like my friend is.

This is the real account that

you should send money to.

Help the real guy.

Excuse me, young lady...

What's the value of the

shipment? - 280,000 Euros!

What's in there?

- Just wait one minute...

Bro... maybe we should ask

for 300 grand?

No! It's over! We did it!

We're sending it! It's over!

You were right, bro!

enough. - Have to keep it real.

We did a great job!

Sergio, you bastard! - That's

Liovisna's fiancee.

But he's two timing her

with Concita,

and that pisses my mom.

Sergio...

We didn't translate it

into Spanish...

Open it!

What the hell are you doing?!

- Shut the f*** up!

Search!

Just to let you know, I've called

the police! - F*** off!

Look for the f***ing

package, bro!

Bro...

After severe heart attack,

Diego Armando Maradona

has been transfered

to the hospital Estavez in

Buenos Aires last night...

Radoje...

ANGER:

Tadic! I'm the strongest!

My hands are like hams,

my body is a steel safe!

I have one scar

across my face,

and hundreds on my heart!

I'll bury anyone on my way!

He's a king!

- My dear neighbors!

He's gonna bury him!

- Whom? - Spahija!

He'll destroy him. Smash him.

I'm sorry I'm disturbing your

afternoon rest, f***!

But I haven't

been taking tranquilizers

for the 3 whole days,

and I'm very crazy!

There is more! Yesterday

Spahija came out of the can!

If somebody sees that f***,

tell him that Tadija is

waiting for him in the gym!

C'mon, Hare Krishna...

I'm not Hare Krishna!

- Don't tell me!

All of you

living in Gandhi's street

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