Underground Page #5
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- 1995
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- It's not that.
- It is!
- It's not.
- It is!
It's not that. I wanted to tell you
this is all a lie.
Our whole life is a lie.
And I can't live without you!
You can't?
Oh, come on...
Music!
Stop the music!
Did you hear what I said?
My son! Listen carefully
to what I say.
I won't, dad!
You're frightened, Colonel,
aren't you?
Stop drinking and talking rubbish!
Frightened?
Colonel...
I'll kill you!
I swear to God I will!
How could you kill me?
I've been dead for twenty years.
Try it. Maybe they'll promote you
Stop it!
You couldn't give me a child,
so kill me!
Maybe you can manage that!
You're evil!
What am I?
A murderer! A criminal!
A thief!
So I'm evil?
- Worse than that.
- Worse?
Do you know why I'm so evil?
Do you?
Do you know why?
You're damned!
Because I love you.
I love you!
When you fell for me,
you put these people down here
to live, die and work for you!
Because I love you,
don't you see?
I can't live without you!
Do they miss anything?
Yes, a lot!
You dragged me
into your crime...
because you love me?
Only because I love you!
What else do I have?
Children? Friends?
You have nothing!
I have nothing...
but you...
if you want that.
My God...
You lie so beautifully!
I never lie!
What are you doing,
my... friend?
Just talking.
Talking?
And you have to talk in the dark?
- My son's wedding disturbs you?
- You misunderstood me!
I understood perfectly, believe me.
I have a headache.
How surprising!
Look at them.
Give it to me...
My friend...
let's break the tradition of a friend
killing his best friend.
Here's the gun...
Do the rest yourself!
- You know why?
- I know.
I think it's fair.
I'm a free woman!
A catastrophe!
Now we'll see
whose mother will mourn.
Dad!
Jovan, my son!
Get the weapons!
We're going!
Where to?
Outside, to end the war!
The Germans will kill us.
But, dad...
Stop daddying me!
Come on!
We're off to war,
not to a brothel!
The Germans will kill me!
Right!
Women and revolution
don't go together. Untie us!
Don't cry, Natalija.
We won't be parted long this time.
I'll wait for you!
I'll wait for you!
Soni!
Jovan, my son!
Dad!
Smell the Danube?
I don't.
You really get on my nerves...
Come on!
Dad!
- One question.
- What?
The colour...
You call this green?
Dark green.
You call this green?
Green!
Motherfuckers...
F***ers!
He hates the colour.
Green!
F*** your green!
Torturer!
Criminal!
The director
is waiting for you!
Keep on pissing...
Keep on pissing!
Not for long...
Not for long!
Hit out, son!
Not me, you moron!
You dare piss on my city?
- Dad's city!
- My city!
Sh*t!
Madam, where's Jovan?
- They've gone outside. Someone fired.
- They'll betray us.
They won't be able to betray anyone.
They were killed.
Ringe ringe raja
We are at this historic spot
where in the year of 19...
cowardly criminals murdered
our National Hero,
Petar Popara Blacky.
Don't be afraid, my son!
Don't be afraid.
What was that, dad?
A pheasant.
Is it dangerous?
A pheasant? Dangerous?
It's like a wild hen!
There's the sun.
That's the moon, my boy.
The moon.
Where's the sun?
The sun is asleep.
It is resting.
Come on!
Keep down!
I'm just saying that you
look so much like Franzi,
and Franzi is short
for Franz.
Because "i" is the smallest letter.
Here we are!
Franz!
See that blond man, son?
That's Franz.
Look at him.
He hasn't changed in fifteen years.
That's Germans for you!
He tortured you.
And sent Natalija to a camp.
Perfect!
A disguise?
He thinks I won't recognize him.
What's the other one doing?
A collaborator!
Franz!
What's all this smoke?
Sabotage or what?
Let's make the execution
look as natural as possible.
What?
Dad, he looks like you!
- Who?
- That one!
The skinny one?
You really get on my nerves!
I could belt you at times.
You're just like your mother.
I don't believe it!
You ask me to act naturally!
- I didn't say that!
- Yes, you did. I'm not stupid.
You did say that.
Honestly...
Come on, don't be touchy!
Honestly, I don't know
what I'm supposed to do now!
Hold on!
Is this natural for you?
Honestly, man...
Come and shoot me!
That's it!
Here's the gun and the camera,
now shoot me!
The one like you
seems very brave.
All brave people look like me.
Are you soldiers
or ballerinas?
Look at you!
Come on, roll!
Where's the smoke?
Never there when it's needed!
Get away from me! Now!
Look what he's doing.
He'd stop at nothing!
That's true. But he's the best
I've ever worked with.
And I've worked with quite a few...
He gives us room to improvise.
Get lost! Get away from me!
I can't concentrate!
Tell her!
Get to your places.
"Spring Comes on a White Horse",
scene 32a, take one.
Action!
Get rid of that! Get rid of it!
I want to look death in the eye!
Would you like one last cigarette?
Long live the Communist Party
of Yugoslavia!
Take aim!
What happened?
That's it! Natural!
That's natural!
Go on!
What do you mean?
Go on acting!
Don't interrupt the shot!
Act!
Call this directing? God!
Long live the Communist Party
of Yugoslavia!
Under the leadership
of Comrade Tito!
F***ing fascist motherfuckers!
Don't interrupt the sequence,
you idiots!
Throw it, son!
Charge!
Just like me!
Where's security?
Comrade, you want a ride
to West Germany?
I'm looking for
my monkey, Soni...
You haven't seen him by any chance,
have you?
You're looking for your monkey?
Yes, his name's Soni.
A horse!
Jovan, sunshine, that's a deer.
A deer?
That's how you drew horses.
It's a deer.
Jelena!
It can't be Jelena, sunshine.
Calm down, son, calm down!
What's that?
That's nothing.
Just a fish.
I fished 25-pounders right here
before the war.
God, I was really scared.
I was afraid for Jelena.
Don't be afraid, my boy.
I want to go back to the cellar.
Could anyone
start protecting us artists?
We work day and night
for our comrades!
And we go through hell!
Calm down.
What do you mean, calm down?
We could've been killed!
You do your job,
let me do mine.
I can't do my job!
You must protect
my set and my life!
My life was in danger here!
I'll tell you...
I didn't want to in front of him.
He's responsible.
- It's his fault.
- Whose?
The director's.
Shouting all the time:
"Be natural! The more natural,
the more terrifying."
And what happened?
He got his natural and terrifying.
Honestly...
Congratulations!
Careful, dad, you'll drown!
Come for a swim.
Come on, sunshine!
Come on in!
Do you hear me?
Jovan, my son!
Come on!
I can't swim, dad!
Don't be afraid, son.
Dad's here.
Come on, swim!
First your leg!
Then your arm!
First left! Then right!
- I'm swimming!
- Of course, I'm holding you.
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