Welcome To Sarajevo Page #4

We've got documentation here

from your people in Pale.

- Pale, eh?

- That's right.

There's, uh, the official seal.

I have the rest

of the documents.

That's permission to go through

all the different territories.

Be cool, it'll be fine.

Oh, oh, oh. We have no Muslims.

No Muslim children

on this bus. No Muslims.

We have no Muslim children...

OK!

Why is he taking these kids?

We have documents for these

children. They are not Muslim!

What's he saying?

What does he want?

I'll give it to him!

Munira, tell him now,

we have papers to get us

through this territory.

We have documents for each

and every child on this bus.

No, no. She's English. She's with me.

She's English!

Emira! Stop!

Stay here.

Where are they taking them?!

Stay. Stay.

There wasn't anything you could do.

Can you swim?

Leila!

Looks like you missed the boat, kid.

- The boat?

- Mmm. You should be on it.

No.

- 'Hello?'

- Hello. It's me.

'Michael! Hi! Where are you?'

In Split. I'll be home tomorrow.

'Oh, brilliant!

Is everything all right?'

Yeah. I'm talking quietly

'cause, uh...

I'm bringing someone home with me.

'It's not Gregg, is it?'

No...no, not Gregg.

She's a girl from Sarajevo.

She's from the orphanage.

I wanted to call earlier

but I didn't know what to say.

- 'How old is she?'

- She's nine.

I don't really know

why I've done this.

She'd somehow thought

that I could help her get out.

And I realised that I could and

there wasn't any reason not to.

'Well, it's, uh...

'It's good, I guess.

It's...it's good.'

Yeah?

'Yeah.'

'Mmm... Hmm.'

- You OK?

- 'Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine.

- 'Just come home, OK?'

- OK.

'OK. Can't wait to see you.'

Well, we'll see you tomorrow.

'See you tomorrow.'

# I've...I've got a reason

# To know your name

# I've...I've got a reason

# To stay the same

# I've made up my mind

# Life's not unkind... #

- January.

- January.

- February.

- February.

- March.

- March.

- April.

- April.

- May.

- May.

# Happy birthday to you!

# Happy birthday to you!

# Happy birthday, dear Emira

# Happy birthday to you! #

# I've...I've got a reason

# That keeps me singing... #

Richard!

Quick, quick! Go on, Chris. Your go.

Out! Howzat?

Hello?

It's for you.

- Coffee?

- No, thanks.

Hello.

- 'Henderson.'

- Flynn!

How did you get a call out?

The network got me one

of these satellite phones.

I'm selling calls on the side,

making a fortune.

I hope the war keeps up.

Listen, the woman I love -

you know, one way -

wants to talk to you...

brace yourself.

- 'Hi, Michael.'

- Hi, Jane.

'How's the kid?'

Oh... Yeah. Good, you know?

Complicated but good.

- Does she wanna come back?

- No.

The thing is...that, um...

someone here wants her to come back.

Someone like who?

The uncle contacted us here.

She has a mother, Michael,

and she wants her back.

'Sorry, Michael.'

I shouldn't have brought her out.

Of course you should.

What's it gonna be like

for her now, going back?

- It's just...

- Maybe she won't have to go.

Mmm?

Maybe she won't have to go back.

I didn't know she had a mother.

I know, I know.

- When are you going?

- Tomorrow.

How long will you be?

I don't know.

I have to find your mother.

Depends where she is.

I have to get her to sign some

papers. Then we can adopt you.

What if she says no?

She won't.

Don't worry.

- Michael...?

- Sorry.

- You OK?

- Yeah.

Yeah. What's the time?

Half past six.

Gotta go.

Welcome to

Miss Beseiged Sarajevo.

# And you...tell me

# Over and over

and over again, my friend

# Ah, you don't believe

# We're on the eve

of destruction... #

- Hey! Henderson, hey!

- Flynn!

# And you tell me

# Over and over

and over again... #

- You never got another job?

- No, I am,

I'm covering the Miss World

contest. Starting with Sarajevo.

You're serious about this

place, Flynn, admit it.

Look who's here.

Jane, what's happened to you?

# And you tell me... #

- Welcome back.

- Hi.

# ..and over again, my friend

If we ever get out of here,

we're ALL gonna take the kids back!

Good idea!

You'll make a great mother.

I'm looking

for Risto Bavic.

Michael. Welcome to hell.

Brought you some Mars Bars

in the hotel.

Fantastic. I started to get cravings.

It's like being pregnant, you know?

This week, it's dental floss.

I never flossed my teeth in my life,

but...I want some floss now.

And before that, warmth. Oh...

- You haven't changed.

- I have.

I have lost my innocence.

I don't remember

you having innocence.

I thought my life and the

siege were different things.

Now I realise there is no life

in Sarajevo except the siege.

The siege lS Sarajevo.

If you're not part of it,

you're dreaming, asleep.

You've killed someone.

Yes. It was not so bad.

I don't know...therapeutic.

These are of Emira's mother.

She looks, uh, like Emira here.

No. No Emira, Munira.

I'm just saying she looks like Emira.

He says, uh, her family

made her give the baby up.

And now he wants to help.

Is this her address?

Ciao!

This is where they want her to live?

Ready to play Sarajevo's

favourite game?

What's that?

It's called, "Is there a God?"

- Does he know?

- I don't know.

We shouldn't go with him.

- Why?

- I don't know him.

- It's OK.

- Hey, Michael...

Michael, don't!

It's all right.

Come on, come on.

No, no, no.

We're just looking for someone.

No, no, no. We're just looking for...

- Could you tell them?

- I know.

It's OK.

It's OK. It's all right.

It's all right.

We're looking for someone.

We're not police.

Deutschmarks. Deutschmarks, here.

English! Thank you very much!

Now what?

- Don't bring her back here.

- I'm TRYlNG not to.

- Promise me.

- What?

- Promise me.

- All right.

All right, I promise.

No one should have

to come back to this.

There are compensations

to being in a siege.

Oh, yeah?

There's this girl called lnela.

I went to school with her.

She's the most beautiful

girl in the world, no question.

But she doesn't look at me.

I don't know why.

What's wrong with me?

Now in Sarajevo,

everything is for sale.

I figure one day soon, even

lnela herself will be for sale.

I got a packet of Marlboro

and cake of soap

hidden away for then.

Listen, I'm going to find her

and she will be for sale.

I will buy her, dang, dang, dang,

and die really, really happy.

lnela!

See, every cloud has a silver lining.

Have you seen her, this lnela?

Yeah, but I think

she's past her best.

So is he.

Aren't we all?

Look at me -

a little grey but still...

Still hot?

Still hot, baby, yeah.

(# The Rolling Stones:

"Waiting On A Friend")

You're maybe further past

than most, Risto.

Not looking good so far, is it?

- Mr Henderson.

- Hello.

Don't you remember me?

I remember YOU.

- I worked in the Holiday lnn.

- Yes, I do.

- Zeljko.

- Zeljko.

- You gave me cigarettes.

- Yeah.

They were...very useful. Now

I'd like to return the favour.

I'm told you need help.

I can help you.

- You're getting soft!

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