The Wounds
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- 1998
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Dedicated to the first|post communist generation
BELGRADE, SERBIA|AUTUMN, 1 996.
Together again, eh paI?
shvaba's voice sounded like it|was coming from under water.
The wounds had started|to bleed again.
l felt they were biting their|way through the bandages.
A matter of calibre, folks.
A calibre from which|wounds barely heal.
shvaba liked that calibre.|A guy with taste.
Good to see you again, paI.
shvaba, my buddy.
Never mind the... what do|you caII it? -Consequences.
No, when the situation is|reaIIy f***ed. -Circumstances.
That's the word.|F*** it,
The important thing is|that we're together again.
I've always believed that|shvaba would've been able
to say lots of funny|and interesting things...
Get the f*** out of|the way, you mice!
...if it hadn't been for|his war with words.
That's why l guess, it's up|to me to tell this story.
Let's go back five years.|Buckle up, folks, we're off.
BELGRADE, SERBIA..|AUTUMN, 1 991 .
Starring:
W o U N D S
shvaba and me grew up|in a really dodgy area.
Breeze blocks, folks,|if you know what I mean?
If you don't,|who gives a f***?
We have to decide|who pIays who.
Why do I aIways have|to be the Croat?
Your oId man was a Croat.
A Slovenian. -Same sh*t,|different wrapping.
What's wrong with you?
DiaboIa... -We're not kids|any more to be throwing
stones at each other. -Your|Mum's Slovenian, isn't she?
I've heard that SIovenians|f*** themseIves senseIess.
Shvaba's joking,|they onIy give good head.
Suck my dick!
Ustashan c*nt!
Ustashan c*nt!
Kosovian!
Kosovian!
Kosovian...
C*nt!
Kosovian!
DiaboIa.
C*nt!
I'm not a Croat!
You're not a Serb either!|Serbs don't cry Iike pussies.
Get it?|-Yes.
Bro', d'you hear that?|ours are coming! Serbia!
Now you're f***ed!
That autumn, everyone in|our neighbourhood was
into watching the tanks|on their way to croatia.
Well, almost everyone.
Those damn tanks,|Iook at the fiIth!
My Mum wasn't to|keen on them.
It's a shame about|aII those fIowers...
My dad was angry with the|army for forcing him into
early retirement. Thirty|f***ing years waiting for war
and he didn't even|get a look in.
Granny, they're great, eh?
shvaba's Granny wasn't|very keen on them either.
Of course, for Granny|the war was just a re-run.
Good morning, neighbour.
If you spiII that pigs swiII|down here again, you'II have
to give me head and Iick the|terrace at the same time!
You b*tch! This isn't your|shithoIe Dubrovnik,
this is Serbia! -Whimp!|-Serbia, you trash!
Learn what's Iaw|and order!
You've mixed it aII up.|Her Iate husband was a Croat,
she's our. -ours, my arse,|with such behaviour!
You'd be better off getting|your gun and defending those
peopIe there.|-F*** you!
But they retired you, whimp.
Because you're not right|in the head. -F*** you!
Besides the tanks|and the news,
everyone in the neighbourhood|was into dijabola's Mum.
Lydia works on TV, folks.
she'll be important for|our story much later.
For now, remember her well,|just like l did.
What are you doing,|you idiot! -Son!
somehow it happened that|l started wanking that year.
At the same time we were|shelling Vukovar.
Go for it...|Go for it.
They'II destroy the town.
When we get rid of|the Ustasha's,
we'II buiId a nicer one,|Iike Paris.
The liberation|of serbian Vukovar
from the jaws|of the Ustashan monster
is becoming|an inevitable reality.
Paris, my arse. Even better.|Isn't that right, UgIjesha?
The citizens are coming|out of their cellars
greeting their liberators|with flowers, tears of joy
and a thousand and|one thanks.
A year later we were|shelling sarajevo.
And we were put|under sanctions.
You'II see! When the CIA|get their sateIIite pictures
and see that we've piIed|the beef on under sanctions!
CIington!
One of the greatest crimes in|the history of civilisation:
Yugoslavia has been|severely punished
by the international police.
But unjust and unprovoked|sanctions won't brake serbia,
whose people|are fond of saying:
No one can harm us, we are|stronger than destiny,
let them hate us,|those who don't like us...
The wisdom fo the people|is much more powerful
than American forces.
He's Iocked himseIf|in again! Son...
When I put the toiIet under|sanctions, you'II sh*t
outside the buiIding.|Come out of there!
l couldn't have given a toss|about sanctions or the war.
Literally, folks.
l was wanking five times|a day at least!
Come out of there!|-Son, are you aII right?
What does life has to offer|a thirteen-year-old lad?
Just wanking!
Come out of there before|you faII down the bog!
ABoUT IDoLS
My dad had|idols, too.
At first he slobbered|over some croat Tito.
Then he had a thing for|Milosevic,
like everyone else|in our neighbourhood.
Neighbour be quiet! -Come|and see what I'm hanging up.
If you don't Iike it, I'II|hang you on my todger, mate!
BIoody oppositionist!
Son, have you got|a bad stomach again?
F***ing democrats! Is that|quiet enough, eh?!
The things us kids loved were|a lot more down to earth.
Our only hero was the|neighbour from across the way.
How was it?
crazy Kure! Just back from|a business trip to Germany.
The West is a miracIe.|I'II take you there sometime.
I want to go to Munich.
Munich, Frankfort,|DusseIdorf, CoIogne...
Shvaba, come here!
Did anyone pick on you, eh?|Look at this!
Thanks, uncIe Kure!|-UncIe Kure!
ShaII I wash your|car for you?
Take a hike, four eyes!
What are you staring at,|Shvaba? Take that in!
Can Pinki give us a hand?|-Him?
Versace...
Yeah, aII right.|Come on, Shvaba.
Pinki, your Dad wants you.|-Don't worry Mrs,
I'II make them some custard.|Who gave you that siIIy name?
My oId man.
As a child, my dad was into|partisans, revolution,
take an oath,|child-warriors...
That gets to you, you know?
Bandits!
Bandits!
Bandits! sh*t!
comrade Pinki...
suck my dick,|comrade Stojan!
They say that real Pinki|was good with bombs. Maybe.
This one prefers shooters,|folks!
Where was I...?
Oh yes, how did l|get my name.
l was born on 4th May 1 980,
the same day that|croat Tito croaked.
We bawled our eyes out,|folks.
Go on son, have a god cry.
We'II name you after him:
Tito... S. Mucibabic.
Luckily, they were shocked|in the city hall.
They wanted to arrest him for|insulting the dead President.
AII right comrades,|I've changed my mind,
Let's caII him Ramiz.
No, Pinki, caII him Pinki!
Pinki!
l was marked for life,|folks!
l knew l was destined|for great deeds.
Hey, kid! Take that off|and come here.
Get a good Iook, eh?
It seems you'd shag my|IittIe girI, wouIdn't you?
Come on now, Kure.
of course you wouId.
Kure, send the kids home.|-What for?
Let them Iearn something.|-Come on!
D'you know how to treat|this sort of bird?
D'you take her|to a museum, eh?
What wouId you do in|a museum, you IittIe trash?
Have you ever wondered why|there's no shagging
in oId American fiIms?|That's because Kagny and Bogy
didn't want to give away|their trade secrets.
Spit your gum out!
Shagging is an art. Pay|attention! First stage:
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