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Come here you p*ssy!

"GO WASH YOURSELVES!"

Those are my first hooligans,

you know! It's easy with hooligans.

Just beat them up! Yeah, right.

Just, please, tell me what we need

from them, a confession, what?

Cooperation. They're more useful

out there on the streets.

Hey, Elvira, what's up?

Hey inspector! You're down again?

I've told you so many times...

...shave yourself right,

and no one will catch you.

Oh, good day, my dear

juvenile delinquents!

How are you, my dear

juvenile delinquents?

Wow, Mile, I haven't seen you

in ages, you punk. Here I am.

Ok, then, who do I f*** first?

You or your colleague?

Lidija.

Lidija, please.

You can't do that,

molest the detained.

Go on, take the kid out.

Ever detained before?

No, it's my first time.

I know you.

Do you, now?

Well, yes, it was you the other day

who did the investigation,

when Radnik player's leg

was cut off.

What the hell are you doing here,

Marjanovic Novica?

You're a nice boy.

I was defending a friend.

Which friend?

The one who just insulted you,

two guys were beating him up, so...

Who was beating him up?

Why don't you bring in

Pufta's crowd for a change,

and leave us decent people alone?

Poor workers' children, huh?

Just the jacket and the boots you're

wearing can't be under

five hundred Euros.

Six hundred. You were close.

You're actually bored, that's

why you're doing this, right?

Who was beating him up?

Feel free to tell me.

As if you'd ever arrest

your colleague.

Come on, we all know how it goes.

And how does it go?

Novica, listen, this is all crap,

this talk about poor hooligans,

and police torture...

That's some hooligan crap

that even the dumbest of you

don't actually believe.

We're not Milosevic's

police anymore.

Man, you're worse than

Milosevic's police.

You're violating our

basic human rights.

I'll complain to the European

Court of Justice in Strasbourg.

You could also go on strike,

so the dumpsters would have to

set themselves on fire.

We're here to help you, you know.

What is it?

You don't trust me?

Here, take my mobile phone number

so if you remember anything

or you wanna tell me anything...

And keep away from those guys,

can't you see they're morons.

Tell me, does Pufta pay you well

or you do it just out of love?

Well, you see, Pufta...

If you don't get quiet,

I'll put you all in jail.

And I've got n*ggers there

who'll rip your ass apart.

I'm a minor.

I've got minor n*ggers.

Where have you been,

you fascist p*ssy?

I was at the game with Relja.

So, you can finally tell a centre forward from

an offside?

FC Radnik vs. Novi Pazar,

they kicked ass.

Man, if you want to watch football

we'll go to the proper league games.

Or come to my place on Saturday,

we'll watch Arsenal.

F*** Radnik vs. Novi Pazar.

I'm amazed you escaped the cops.

F***ing hooligans,

toothless creeps,

a man can't go to a game anymore

'cause of them.

Do you know how nicely

the English dealt with them?

Yeah, right, the English are great,

why don't you move to England?

Or to Netherlands, for that matter?

Why don't you and Hadzi-Tanskosic

move to Germany? Did you hear

that creep yesterday? Nazi scum!

And no one touched him

or arrested him! As if there

were not two millions of us who

died in the war. Ok, the man said

many things but he had some

good ideas... What ideas?

The man is openly a Nazi!

Good ideas...

how to solve a lot of

social issues. Brother!

Are you on drugs?

No, Mirko.

Come on in, why are you

standing there?

This is Valkyre. The Beast!

You know him from the game.

Don't shake his hand,

he might rip yours off.

Wow, the Beast

has started socializing!

The dude's not stupid at all,

trust me, he studies medicine,

got a bit stuck on the first year,

the f***in Anatomy.

...Screwdriver...

And this is the brain

of our organization, Svarog.

How d'ya know the kid's not

a police snitch?

The kid's clean as a whistle,

he's my bro.

The late Brka, Boki...

Kiss my cocky.

Urke, Lepi... and... Mina...

We already know each other

from around. Do you?

Right, you're looking good.

Don't let him lick the blood,

he'I become aggressive

towards humans!

Exactly.

That's why I brought him out.

Going home?

Let's go.

What are you looking at, you apes?

Where to put the Gypsies to beg.

Hey, girl, wash yourself a bit,

will you?

You mind the smoke, ha?

"PUFTA IS A THIEF...

DIRTY F***IN GYPSY THIEF..."

What's that?

Our supporters' website.

The Iron Order. (Gvozdeni Stroj.)

That's the name of our group.

Isn't "stroj" a Croatian word?

"Stroj" is an old Serbian word

for machine.

Sorry, but "machine"

is a German word...

Yeah, right, that's what the Pope

would want us to believe.

The Pope??

The Pope, the Pope!

And the Free Masons and the

Rothschilds and the Queen of England.

Listen, this word dates

back to the times of Atlantis

which was an old Serbian colony,

way before Germany was founded.

Excuse me, but Atlantis

is an imaginary land!

Plato invented it as a metaphor

for... Hey, will you listen,

or will you eat sh*t? Anyway,

the word stayed in the Serbian

sub-consciousness, until it was

stolen from us by the Croats,

so that they could a have an ancient

word of their own. Because they're

don't have any real history,

and they're full of sh*t anyway.

The Serbs were given the German

word "machine", so they would forget

what a progressive civilization they

were, even before the Germans.

You're a smartass, you know.

Read a little, but some real books.

Not falsified

Viennese-Vatican history.

Svarog...

Let me do a tatoo for you?

I've told you it's not hygenic.

You got them good.

Yeah. It's a trick back from school,

when we were kids...

When we played, boys against girls,

when we waged wars, do you remember

how we kicked your ass every time?

Well, you wouldn't let me play

with the boys. I used

an old trick from playing RPG...

You kill the brain of an operation

and everyone withdraws after that...

The thing is, you gotta find

out who the brain is...

Once you figured out it was me you

got the others to throw me in a hole!

Yes, but I hated girls then.

I mean, I hated you less than

the others, cross my heart.

And now?

Even less?

Of course... I mean, no.

I don't hate you now.

Hey, dude,

know how you start a Gypsy car?

Gypsy, gypsy, gypsy...

roma, roma, roma...

People! We should all

join Al-Qaeda, you know.

I'm serious.

They'll teach us how to shoot,

how to cook up explosives...

Hey, we must take

the little Nazi to Novi Pazar.

We'll go on a rampage at the Novi,

N-N-Novi Pazar match, man.

In Pazar brother...

Svarog, they must have an Al-Qaeda

representative in Pazar, right?

Come on, Al-Qaeda...

Let's go home.

Come on, you terrorist,

on your feet.

Hey, people,

what do you call a Gypsy dentist?

Hey, Boki, leave us be, please.

Hey, hey, hey...

Gimme that!

What do you say about

the talent I've recruited?

Hey, you fool, we write in Cyrilic.

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