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Hey, honey?

It's fundamentally okay.

But we're only paying half-price.

Go on, tell her.

I can't...

My boss.

Senada.

Your customers left the bag in the car.

Don't want anyone saying we stole it.

What're you doing tonight?

No idea.

Shall we go for a drink?

No.

Or to the movies?

How about dancing?

-Nah.

Tomorrow I want 150% or your only

fiirst-league games will be on TV.

And tonight no partying, no alcohol,

no cigarettes.

And early to bed.

Is it a deal?

-Deal.

No ice.

One more of the same.

Hey, something here about ex-Yugoslavia.

Only about the war, of course.

War, war, what else?

It ended 100 years ago.

Listen...

I bet some buddies

us two would dance.

Let's dance and split 50.50.

How much did you bet?

-Fifty kmarks.

What, only 50?

Recently someone made

quite a different offer.

But she still wouldn't dance.

Goodbye.

Only 50 kmarks. He's crazy.

That's in Brcko.

a LASER-BUS and little kids.

Kids, kids.

Who says they're from Brcko?

But here,

the one with the red cap,

he's Minka's little son.

What's his name? You know him.

-No, I don't.

But it's a clue, a neighbor of ours.

So?

But the kid's on the missing list too,

the one with the cap.

Back then lots of little boys

wore red caps like that.

Almost all of them.

Please.

Hey, Leila, more alcohol,

we're dying of thirst.

Stop it. That's enough.

The last "trace" put you in the mental home

for three months, remember?

I have to fiind her.

Senada.

Should I have the police look for her?

Doesn't she have a watch?

Did she say anything to you?

Nothing.

When I woke up, her bed was empty.

Her stuff's here. And she's gone.

I knew she would flip out eventually,

but why today?

What are you waiting for?

You want me to play for Senada?

-You want me to?

Come on, you're playing.

Is this easy to wash?

No idea.

My sister bought

a similar crocheted blanket.

Is this quality better?

Dear woman, I just sell them,

I don't crochet them.

Minka's son was

on the list of missing kids.

I bet our Aida was on the bus too.

Iliya?

Did you see the red caps?

They were handed out in 1994.

The picture can't be older than that.

Look, at the edge.

arms and legs?

It could be a 2-year-old.

And the magazine's date,

September 25th,

exactly her 1 2th birthday.

That can't be a coincidence.

Our Aida is sending me a sign,

she needs me.

You're looking good.

They took everything:

windows, doors,

even electrical sockets.

They would have stolen the walls,

if they could have...

I see nothing's changed here.

I work so much I can hardly fiind time.

Sure.

It's only been seven years...

since you got the UN donation

to renovate the house.

The only thing I found on the attic.

You washed it?

Are any of her things left?

A picture maybe?

You don't have to be a genius

to sew a red cross on a white sheet.

When there's gunfiire,

people will do anything not to be shot at.

Somebody prints the photo,

gets money for it...

and then I have to explain

that the kids aren't from Brcko.

Excuse me, could I ask you something?

-One moment.

But the little boy's from Brcko

and missing...

Listen, girl, calm down.

You'd better go back to Sarajevo.

I'm begging you. Here...

What?

People may have tried...

to bring her out on their own...

during the siege.

But I wasn't here then.

So who brought the children out?

-How should I know?

I was in Zenica.

But I know of a guy...

who drove a bus like that: Redzic.

Where can I fiind this man?

Salko, what about the coat?

I don't know.

Girl, who do you think you are?

If I gave out information to everyone...

who's lost someone in the war,

I'd be busy day and night.

Hello.

If you're here about the bus back there,

I sold it yesterday.

Do I look like someone

who wants to buy a bus?

I bet you're not here

about my early retirement either.

I was told I'd fiind this driver here.

Redzic.

-Yes.

He was my brother.

Please tell me where he is?

He was in his house when the shells hit.

You don't know a thing about this bus?

He drove one just like it:

a real bus with TV,

toilet, the works.

But I already told

the guy back there all that.

They're all interested in the bus...

but nobody's interested in our pensions.

LASER-BUS doesn't exist anymore.

History.

Thanks.

My brother said...

they tried to bring children to Tuzla.

The town was overcrowded,

so they wanted to take

the sick kids abroad.

Sick kids?

Give me a break:

whether it was Germany,

Switzerland or Austria, who knows?

All I know is my brother

brought back detergent...

with German letters:

that u with two dots.

So:
Germany, Switzerland or Austria?

-Yes.

And only sick kids.

Thanks.

You see?

Back then masses of kids were sick.

Samir, the sick kids were brought out.

Aida's asthma.

It all fiits.

I looked for her for years.

Maybe you didn't look thoroughly enough.

What's up? We're closed.

Is Dzigera here?

Dzigera, you've got "patients".

Sit down.

What's the problem?

You know, time is money.

Did you bring enough "time"?

They say Dzigera is a good man...

with whom one can negotiate.

You want to cross the border?

Five?

If you'd said 2, ok., but 5...

Doll...

Dzigera doesn't even

start the engine for that.

Alright, 4.

And you can pack your bags.

What's up?

Think it over.

Who is it?

Oh, it's you.

This is crazy.

Where do you intend to start?

I'll never fiind her by sitting around.

This way I have a chance.

Sell the Passat.

Don't touch it.

The Passat is my new life.

What new life?

What do you want?

Should I go begging?

Sell it.

You're crazy.

Sell the Passat, I'll look for Aida.

Sell your motorbike.

-What motorbike?

I'm not giving up my car.

Samir, please, the bike's just borrowed.

No way.

That's that.

That's how they are, women.

Now how will you sell your stuff?

I'll spread it out on the motorbike.

Europe's sh*t.

What do you want there?

You can't even piss for free.

You go to the toilet in a restaurant,

there's a guy sitting in front of a plate,

in a white coat yet.

Thinks he's a gynaecologist,

just because he's the boss of the toilet.

You don't talk much.

Come on, we're already late.

There, get in.

Hurry up.

Get out. What are you waiting for?

Faster, move it, faster.

But this is ltaly?

-What do you think?

Am I a taxi?

They're messing with my head.

I have to drive them to a hick town.

Down there all the roads lead to Europe.

Hey, wait a moment.

Something for the road. Can't hurt.

Good luck in Europe.

-Let me worry about that.

Get in.

Who am I mixed up with here?

Go on, faster...

Six weeks later

Ulm, Germany

Could you open it for me?

Yes.

Thanks.

Bath, shower,

toilet are at the end of the hall...

and here's a sink with water.

Understand?

-Yes.

Marija Zitaric.

-Senada Malkovic.

You can call me Zita.

My boyfriend Tony owns this place.

Actually his granny does.

It's nothing special.

Nothing special?

Where do you think I've been sleeping

the last 6 weeks?

I try to speak German here.

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