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I'll fry Tito out of your head!

Well?

Is he talking?

No. He just keeps cursing.

Petar Popara!

F***ing fascist motherf***er!

You'll talk!

Keep on raising the current.

Marry uncle Blacky, sis.

He's the greatest.

Forget uncle Blacky!

Here's Franz!

Blacky's the greatest!

Stop pestering me.

What did he say?

He asked when he can be released.

Next week, my boy.

He can go

to a sanatorium in Austria.

A sanatorium in Austria?

Yes, he'll be safe there.

I can't help him here.

It's too dangerous.

Good morning!

Good morning!

Did the kid vomit during the night?

Yes.

No.

Did he...

or didn't he?

I don't know.

Well, he didn't.

Tell him

that he must not worry.

Please, tell him...

Burst him!

Burst him like a paper bag!

Let go of him!

Like a bag!

Burst him like a bag!

You killed my Franz!

Is he dead?

Not yet!

Forgive me, Franz. I'm sorry.

Damn your Franz! Come on.

- What's wrong with this sh*t?

- Put it on level 5.

It might kill him.

Kill me... my ass!

Let me try.

It doesn't work.

Switch it on.

Hey, man,

wake up!

Good afternoon.

Let's see what's going on.

What's wrong?

He tested the generator.

Is it working?

Yes, he's dead!

- That one didn't flinch.

- He's an electrician.

An electrician?

A pole-man!

My friend...

Give me a grenade.

If they catch me, I'll choose.

Here you are. Let's go.

Thank you, Marko.

Those crazy people

are so sad...

Indeed.

We're all crazy, Natalija.

We just haven't been...

diagnosed yet.

Where's uncle Blacky?

In the trunk, my boy.

In the trunk?

In the trunk?

Uncle Blacky!

F***ing fascist motherfuckers!

Ivan!

Golub!

Get some bandages ready!

Hang on, my friend!

Bring the bandages,

for f***'s sake!

Come and help. Hold Jovan.

Jovan!

F*** the monkey, help the man!

Pedal faster.

We need more light.

Mind his leg!

God, Comrade Blacky,

what did they do to you?

F***ing fascist motherfuckers!

Catastrophe!

Jovan...

Comrade Marko!

Call your grandad,

he'll cure him.

The water from the well

is medicinal.

Gently...

Tell the comrades about the arms.

Don't worry, I'll see to the weapons.

Look at Jovan!

Your son!

This is your dad.

Show him his dad!

Jovan! My son!

Give your dad a kiss!

Kiss your dad!

This room is dedicated to me!

My room!

Right...

Yes!

This room and this house!

And this country and the sky,

stars, rain, sun, moon and clouds...

even when the sky is bright!

It's all mine...

Yes. All of it!

- Who's bombing us now?

- The Allies.

When it's not the Germans,

the Allies bomb us.

Where are you going?

To the cellar.

Come to me!

Come to me!

Are you afraid?

Not when I'm with you.

Drink up!

You know I don't drink.

Don't be afraid, drink!

It's sweet, not strong!

Indeed...

"I do not know, my dear

If this is a dream

"What year it is

And what day

"And I don't know, my dear

If I am yours

"Or if you are my dream"

Who did you write that for?

Confess!

For you.

You're lying!

You're lying...

I'm not lying.

You're lying.

I never lie.

Never!

Never!

Marko, you lie so beautifully.

Easter, April, 1944

The Allied bombs destroyed

what the Nazis

had left of Belgrade...

Freedom!

...from our homeland.

They try to tear out

part of our body.

With guns, we won the plebiscite!

With guns,

we defended freedom!

With guns,

we'll defend Trieste!

Part Two - The Cold War

Years passed, Marko became

a close collaborator of Tito.

In Belgrade, in 1961, he paid his debt

to his great friend, Blacky.

Comrade Marko...

I must ask you again...

Could Comrade Natalija be in the film?

No.

But this film

is based on your memoirs

and she is our greatest actress!

Exactly. The film is dedicated

to the Revolution, not to us.

Will you at least visit the set?

We'd be honoured.

That we will do.

Comrades...

it is my honour to inaugurate

this Cultural Centre

as well as unveil the statue

of our Hero, Petar Popara Blacky.

Blacky symbolizes

our anti-fascist struggle!

His image and work will forever

be remembered by us, his friends,

his comrades in arms,

and by future generations

who from early youth

will come to this Cultural Centre

to inspire themselves

with the ideas for which

our brother, our comrade,

our friend,

our Blacky gave his life and youth.

I'll use this occasion,

even if it means taking your time,

to quote some lines

from my last book of poems

on the Struggle for Freedom.

"Why is the wind always blowing

when we remember our beloved?

"Why does the wind beat the windows

and doors of our brothers?

"Is the wind only blowing

or is the sky crying with us?"

Petar Popara Blacky, our friend!

We honour your memory!

We honour his memory!

Is it moonlight at noon

Is it sunshine at midnight

From the skies above

Light is beaming

Nobody knows, nobody knows...

The Soviet divisions

are surrounded.

General von Kleist's armoured units

have breached their lines...

That's it, girl!

More light!

Dad!

Dad!

Bring some water!

What happened?

Nothing, my friend.

The Gestapo tortured me.

F***ing fascist motherfuckers!

F***ing fascist motherfuckers!

Let me go out with you

and the war will be over in 3 days.

- Not yet.

- Why wait?

Tito orders you to wait.

Tito?

He said to me:

"Give Blacky my regards

and tell him not to move.

"He'll be precious to me

in the final battle."

- He said that?

- Every word.

He sent you a watch.

No, Marko, I can't...

With a dedication!

To me?

To you.

Comrade Tito

we swear

to you

We swear to you

Comrade Tito

we swear to you

That we won't

abandon your path

Comrade Tito

you, the hope of the people

You're loved

by the old

and the young

Comrade Tito

our spring flower

Serbia

will not forget you

A blue violet

has bloomed

On the pillow

where Tito's head rests

Congratulations, Blacky!

Shake hands with Comrade Marko.

Not with me, with Comrade Marko.

Are we having a bath?

Aren't we?

Yes, a bath!

What about our business, grandad?

It's... difficult!

Are you working on the time?

I'm reducing the hours for them

as you said.

Six hours per day!

Don't overdo it, okay?

In 20 years,

I've saved them 5 years.

You can imagine what 5 years less

in a cellar means?

Air raid! Come on, comrades!

Let's go! Hurry up!

Leave the weapons!

Everybody in the tank!

The aggressor

is attacking again!

Don't panic!

Where are you going, you donkey?

Hurry up, woman.

We'll all get killed because of you.

Hurry!

Comrade Tito,

we swear to you...

Tito, Tito, Tito!

Everyone sang the same song

and believed that outside

the fascists of World War II

were still in power...

What are you doing, Marko?

You'll see.

Ringe ringe raja

Here comes uncle Paja

And now?

Natalija!

Natalija, Spring is coming

on a white horse!

Stop! Cut!

Cut!

Why stop?

What for? Why stop now?

Yugoslav, f*** you and that water!

You call that rain?

Stop! Okay!

Will you ever simply say: act?

When'll you tell me to act?

Thank you, lads. Take a break.

Put the water back on!

Here he comes! Music!

Spring is Coming on a White Horse.

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