White White World
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- 2010
- 121 min
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You love me a lot...
So so.
Give me a beer and a brandy...
Who are your parents, kid...
RUJITZA is.
You're Zivina's child?
F*** him.
He was my coach...
You look like him...
Your mum looks like him...
A proper lassie...
Known you when you were little.
Because you are old.
AND THREE DAYS,
WAITING FOR MY:
SWEET, SWEET MOTHER
WAITING FOR MY:
SWEET, SWEET MOTHER
I'VE BEEN ILL,
AND I'VE BEEN HEALTHY,
I'VE HAD MOONLIGHT,
NEVER HAD MY:
SWEET, SWEET MOTHER.
GLANCING AT THEM, YOU OLD BASTARD?
MY SWEET MOTHER:
NO ONE HERE:
MY SWEET MOTHER.
THERE'LL BE BEER
AND FAGS,
THERE'LL BE MEA AND STREAMS OF BRANDY,
MY HAIR WILL BE NEATLY BRAIDED,
WELL LOVED.
A coffee, some fine food,
Couldn't give a f***.
A sweet fruit juice, a healthy life
style, staring at the telly,
Couldn't give a flying f***. O yes.
What do you have in store
for me, day?
...a load of sh*t, that's what...
,, Not Working Today!"
,, Singles Acomodation Hostel"
A fine peace of meat, I tell you
Such a f***ing fine one!
The things that you brought, wow!
She comes over today
And flowers on top!
- The child's asleep.
- Good.
Let's have a wee drink.
No.
What's the f*** Beli?
You p*ssy!
Just a wee drink, mate.
Not me.
Suck it.
Huso, my old buddy,
You should see my son in law
No cock on him. Oh, yeah.
Get off,
Have a drink of water,
eat something.
Have a drink of water,
It has to be nice when she arrives,
Go to bed.
Aw,
You broke my arm, you p*ssy.
Morning love.
Eat sh*t, get the f*** out,
Shame on you, you c*nt.
You screwed up the welcome party?
The whore's coming out today.
I got the dog from downstairs.
Just picture that King,
She comes over to take my house,
- See what I mean?
- Yes...
She comes, and bam,
The dog swallows her.
She won't yake your house?! It's just
about fit for you and the dog.
Why whould she take it?
I'd give anything for Zivina's baby,
Anything, no doubt.
Die and rot, the whore,
Murdering my brother like that.
She murdered him, hey!
And when the day goes by,
And when the night has passed,
I'm on my way to my grave,
I'm on my way to my grave.
And when the flowers bloom,
When clouds all swell with rain,
I'm on my way to my grave,
I'm on my way to my grave.
And even though I'm young,
I'm on my way to my grave,
For I have no one,
No one to walk with me...
...all the way there
,, TO HIS BELOVED COACH ZIVINA.
THE KING."
Oh! How cold the soil is,
and I so long...
...for everything I don't have,
I don't have
I'm gonna work and work,
walk all the way to my grave,
if only...
...I had someone to walk me there.
Oh come my darling,
come now,
let's start our walk to the grave,
for I have no one,
no one,
to walk me there.
Are you hungry, dad?
Have you eaten?
You haven't, it shows...
I have, I have...
Don't fool me, love,
Eat something.
I've eaten.
You're such good girls,
My little birds...
Everything's the same at King's.
Give us a tenner if you go there.
I will.
She should go for a walk...
- Should I give her some money?
- Well, yes.
Granny's little bastard...
I wanna go somewhere.
No way!
It was my treat, shithead.
First time ever,
and I should kiss your arse.
Kiss it.
I have a house,
Around a house.
I have a pair of eyes,
Through the gate,
I have some bread
Around the bread.
I have a house,
Around the house.
I have flowers
Of all colours,
I have a drink,
Around the drink.
I have myself
And things to wear,
It's only you,
That I don't have.
Only my eyes
I do not have,
Arms I don't have
To hold me close,
No one to sing
My song for me,
Like long ago,
So long ago.
Arms I don't have
To hold me tight,
No one to sing
My song for me,
It's only you,
I do not have,
To look at me,
In the morning light.
Ah, Zivina,
My sweet brother...
You should see your daughter.
She's all grown up now.
King's so good
With your brother.
King is a proper man.
And I'm piece of sh*t.
He heard you. Cut the bullshit.
Ah, pal...
Everyone likes to live.
Well, he likes it too...
Just look at him...
Give my little brother a drink.
And the girl with him too...
Uncle's little beauty.
Uncle's pissed himself!
What are you laughing at?
You aren't even able to piss.
You'll piss inwards,
In your mouth,
You'll piss through your mouth.
That's how you look after
Your brother's child...
I look after her, and you're a whore.
Zivina, my brother
should have killed you,
Not the other way around.
My brother's six feet under,
And the whore walks in the sun.
Looking good, King...
You've got a fab watchdog here,
A fab one!
Home.
Let go!
A little something...
Do you do anything kid?
A little.
Don't.
You're not dangerous.
- You're not like your mother.
- What do you know?
The whole town knows.
Your father Zivina could carry bricks
In his shoes all day long,
And yet she did him in
With a butcher knife,
Your mother's vicious.
Zivina was beating her,
She beat him up once and for all.
Shut up...
I want to be with you.
- You're pretty.
- I'm ill. Get off, will you.
What do you want anyway?
Bugger off...
Put it away.
Bedtime...
Wow!
Someone's made some money abroad...
You look as if you were
on a holiday...
There's white on you head, King.
I'm just as I was.
Pour me something special...
I'm pouring...
What will you do now?
All sorts of things.
Good for you...
I love you, you know.
I don't love anyone.
Good for you.
Pour me some more...
I'm pouring...
Don't you need me?
You're all alone, King.
You're not getting any younger.
You're beautiful, Ruzica,
you make me hard,
Come over whenever you like.
That is it, Duchess.
Have you forgotten?
Cry when no one can see you.
Who was the one to visit you?
You were.
Who was the one waiting for you?
You were.
Just this one time, Ruzica,
Just this one time.
I'll never wait for you again.
Never again.
Why do you make me cross
Beli, you doll?
You've been making me
cross my whole life,
You snot.
Go on...
Doing great, doing great...
Don't, dont... Get up!
Let's go, let's go, let's go...
Go on, go on...
If I must have a life,
Why don't I have a mother?
Why don't I have a father?
Why are my sisters evil?
Why are my brothers beasts?
My mother is the gutter,
My father's the filthy stream.
My grandpa is the old sky,
My grandma is the long road.
Maybe, I'll come out young.
Someone might have me...
...for a wife.
Someone might have me...
...for a mother.
I don't like my mother,
I don't like the gutter.
What are you sitting there for?
I'm done cleaning.
Look at that...
What...
You've worked for a month,
You're only screwing things up.
What do you think life is about?
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