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Not really.

Don't waste your time...

It's not very...

What the f***? It's our Bible...

Fuhrer himself wrote it...

The only smart thing the Fuhrer

ever said was just before he died.

When he said that Slavs

are a master race.

Let's prove he was right.

Here's the autopsy report.

You're not gonna read it?

What for? You've read it.

I've read it and I think

it's serious.

I haven't managed

to identify the corpse.

He had no papers, he's not among

the missing persons...

That's because he's from the Gypsy

ghetto. Probably no ID either.

They killed a child, for fucks sake!

What's more, on Pufta's territory.

"Territory"? Please!

If Pufta heard you saying that,

he'd start trippin' that

he's a serious criminal.

And cut this crap,

there's nothing here.

How can you be so sure?

Babe, don't frown so much, ok?

Jesus, how can you not give a f***

about every single case

when it comes to having to lift

your big fat ass from that chair?

Look, don't bother me with the

f***ing Gypsies, who kill each other

over who gets to harass what

car at the traffic lights. Here!

Take the file and do whatever you

want with it, I don't give a sh*t!

Well, thanks, I will.

That's what I'm being paid for.

Babe, you should cut yourself

some slack, you know?

Tell me something I don't know.

No, look, I'm serious,

you're stretching

yourself way too thin

you should look after

yourself a bit.

That a**hole Pufta is selling

Dragosavac to Chechnya.

Bro. I'm sorry. I misjudged

you last time, way to go!

The song's awesome! And tonight

we're making a billboard...

"Pufta you scum,

you've sold out the fans".

Yes, except that tonight

we have something big on.

Professor Hadzi Tankosic has

invited us to his humanitarian ball

for Serbian orphans. F***,

that's a huge honour! You bet!

Novica and myself are the delegates.

Hey, just don't make a mess.

Don't get drunk too quickly.

Act decently! Don't you worry.

Take me with you!

Nope.

Tell me, has Darwinism been

removed from schools yet?

I assure you, we're

working on it every day.

Good, good. If they're

pushing us towards America

it should be for things like that.

F***, half the state

government's here!

Hold on.

See that guy over there?

D'you know who that is?

That's Radomir Zarkovic.

He's the boss of National Security,

Djomla's dad. Wait...

Isn't he supposed to be in jail?

It seems he's made some deal

with the new authorities.

But what is a communist doing

at the Professor's ball? Maybe

they know something we don't.

Lads, lads!

You're right on time!

Gentlemen, gentlemen!

Here are two Serbian heroes who,

unlike you, are ready to take

some real steps in protecting

their race and nation.

And you, professor,

you really should start

practicing tolerance.

Don't listen to him, Dragoljub,

we like you just the way you are.

Ah, thank you very much!

But, you know what, my friends?

You'll have to excuse me,

I must get back to the guests.

I'm leaving you in the company

of these young heroes.

Just joking a bit, boys.

See, professor Hadzi Tankosic

does sound a bit extreme at times,

but actually he is a well

meaning patriot, as we all are.

So why don't you

do something about it?

You're in the government, right?

They're such hypocrites!

I'll be right back.

Young man,

have you got a girlfriend?

Sit down, young man, sit down.

You know, our Serbian girls

are to blame for the desperate

situation in the country.

Instead of fulfilling their sacred

duty to bear children and raise

new heroes, they've been

seduced by materialism, and by

foul trinkets of vanity, the West

is buying us out with. Yes.

But, what do we do with the General

Desnica? They're putting

pressure on us. What shall we do?

We should serve him to the Hague.

Well, ok, but it's just that I've

heard he's talked about suicide.

Has he, now? I think it makes sense.

And organise some demonstrations,

so that people can break

something, let off some steam.

These hooligans ofTankosic's

could do that. Mongrels.

Man, you don't even have to

pay them. They're f***in' fanatics.

Oh, come on, he's got

more experienced gangs.

Does he?

You think he's f***ing them?

Novica!

Hey, come on!

Promise me one thing:

We'll never become like them.

The old freaks, they don't give

a sh*t about ideology.

They'd do anything to keep their

asses clean. Enough talking.

We have to do something.

Ok, shut up. I won't shut up.

Man, our nation's falling apart.

If we keep on like this,

we won't exist anymore.

Do nothing.

Don't turn yourself in.

Do nothing.

I mean, who is he? What is he?

A street punk. Novica...

you're a maths genius, I think it's

silly to waste even a minute on him.

Let alone years that you'd have to

spend on court and in prison,

and trust me,

we are not all equal...

Are you even aware

how talented you are?

But you must work and develop it.

I can show you everything I know.

But professor...

But, what?

What do you want? Do you want

to waste your life because of some

plebeic morality concepts, do you?

Novica, where are you going?

What happened? Man, I can't talk

to you now. Sorry.

What the hell happened to you?

Sorry to disturb the class.

Novica?

Are you ok?

Hey, teach, I've been thinking

a lot about your offer

and I've decided not to be

your boyfriend. What?

I don't wanna be your boyfriend.

Are you deaf, or what? I mean...

I just don't like you like that.

You're cool and everything but...

I just don't like you like that.

Novica, calm down.

What's wrong with you?

We can just be friends, right?

Well, in fact, we can't be friends

we just can't...

because you're a twisted f*ggot.

I accepted your advice, Professor.

I didn't turn myself in.

Novica...

What is it Mirko?

I heard you beat up Math teacher

in the class and no one

dared tell on you.

The whole school's talking about it.

Yeah I did.

The man's a fag and he got

what he deserved. A fag?

Yes. Are you insane?

The man was your idol.

Your mentor.

You've ruined his career.

What's happened to you?

What happened?

Well, what happened, my man, is that

I've finally grown up, unlike you.

Now I'm in control of my life and

no one can boss me around.

For fucks sake, Relja has

brainwashed you big time.

And you've taken him too seriously.

Don't you get it, man?

He'll get away

and you'll take the heat.

Mirko, why are you so stupid?

Relja has nothing to do with it.

This is my thing.

This is revolution, man.

How old are we, man?

Let's play Warcraft. Let's...

I don't know, let's chase some ugly

chicks, man. F*** the revolution!

Yeah, that's your life!

Playing Warcraft, chasing

ugly chicks, smoking weed...

You and the likes of you are the

reason this country's falling apart.

Geeks with no national conscience.

What do you know about the nation?

You're not even a Serbian!

Excuse me? What for?

Mirko Filipovic.

Isn't that a Croatian name?

Please tell me you're joking! What?

Where's your grandpa from, Mirko?

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