Zivot je cudo

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Milica!

I'll go bankrupt!

I can't carry these any more.

BOSNIA 1992

Milica!

Out of the way!

One, two, three, four...

Let's see if this old man

still has it!

Milos, you have to play

with your head.

Yeah, right! Piss off!

Hey, Eso!

Hey, Luka, you can't be

in two places at the same time.

Sure, I can!

You see, I can!

Lord! I hope he remembers me.

Hey, Einstein, the coach

has a memory for remembering.

For remembering?

It's been 18 months

since we left Belgrade.

Just keep your mind on the match.

Your job's to play.

Hey, Veljo...

My great big friend!

Here's your pension.

I'm glad to see you!

Amazing...

The miracle of life!

Neighbour!

Neighbour!

Joksa! Hey, Joksa!

You're too small to scare me...

Get that donkey off the track, Vujan!

I'll go bankrupt, my dear Veljo.

These are in great demand

and that cow won't carry them.

- Why not?

- She's suffering.

Can't she suffer in a ditch?

What's it matter where she suffers?

I'll have to use...

a stick.

Get a move on!

You won't get in my way.

What's this?

Why is she crying?

She's lovesick.

She wants a train to run her over.

What train?

The track isn't finished yet.

Exactly what I told her.

I'll use the stick on her.

A stick?

I'm very sceptical about that.

People! They've killed Joksa!

Luka!

I have to tell you something!

Just let me get past.

I have to tell you...

Just one word!

The bears are slaughtering

everybody!

But Tito shot the last one.

They're pouring in from Croatia.

Beasts from Croatia!

And you just sit here playing!

What beasts?

Why, bears!

They're like ours, only different.

A bit bigger but with grey fur.

- They must be Persian bears.

- Not Persian bears!

They're fleeing the war in Croatia.

- The track all right?

- Why shouldn't it be?

Luka, this is no joke.

Folks are dying

while you sit here playing.

Here, boy! Here, boy!

Radovan!

What's up?

Why won't she leave me alone?

What is it?

Let's stop so I can feed the dog.

Be a darling.

Since when does a goddamn mayor

feed stray dogs?

Tell me that.

Since when does a mayor

gobble breakfast in a car?

Can't you see that Lily's in love?

Paws off my lunch!

Good for you!

Scram!

You're a lawyer, Filipovic.

We made you party secretary.

- You know these things better than me.

- That's why I'm telling you.

There are laws, man.

Want to get us arrested?

- Only nitwits get nabbed.

- Not crooks?

That's not what I said.

Yes, it is. Fraud is fraud,

however you dress it up.

But the Muslims and Croats

do just the same.

Do what?

Finance political parties

from cigarettes and oil.

Building democracy on freight trains!

Tito did it for 30 years.

Forget Tito.

Tito was Tito, after all.

I'll tell him everything.

If it isn't

my dear old brother-in-law!

Are we ready for Liberation Day?

The band, not the track.

The Serbians are behind.

But our side is on time!

How are my artists?

My lovely music!

Sir, can I speak to you?

Sparavalo, of the Sarajevo Opera.

Sarajevo! A magic town.

- Mr Mayor...

- Wait!

Mr Cuhaj, our guest artist

from Hungary. A universal artist.

This is going to be OK.

OK, he says!

As president of the town council,

I would like to express my gratitude

for the support

you've given our railroad.

But we politicians haven't slept.

Just read this, bro.

Mr Mayor, if we don't organise

a hunt

the beasts will slaughter us all.

"We approve purchase

of a Sneider-Holstein locomotive..."

This is fantastic!

Not a single Serb will be left!

Look what you've done!

Mr Mayor, friends,

allow me to present our project.

Here you see the section of track

that will link Bosnia

and Serbia for 12 miles.

- Mr Mayor...

- In fact, the Austrians first built this track,

but then it was destroyed.

We now need to rebuild it

to boost tourism and trade.

- With this tunnel...

- Mr Mayor!

...we will overcome

a major obstacle...

and be ready for Liberation Day.

Well done, bro!

We are lumberjacks and we're OK

In the green forests of Bosni-ay

We are lumberjacks and we're OK

In the hills and mountains

of Bosni-ay!

Listen, hotshots,

let me tell you the basics

about being a goalie.

I can't wait to hear this!

You have to guard that line

regardless of who's shooting.

- Is that so?

- You bet.

That's why

there are no smart goalies.

Did Einstein say that?

No, you idiot! Wrong again!

It was the coach who said it.

And now

Tomo Krotolina's gonna show you

how to shoot.

Where are you going, for God's sake!

Didn't you say

you're fearless, goalie?

Then come with me.

- What for?

- Prove that you're fearless.

But don't pull!

Who's pulling, Mr Fearless?

But I wanted to go dancing...

No more buts, Eso.

Here comes a goal shot.

You said you're fearless.

- What's all this?

- Just stand there!

No, bro, stand there!

You said you're fearless,

so stand still.

Milos Djukic!

Milos!

Come and see our Eso!

Here's a cross shot.

Catch!

Bravo, boss! Bravo, legend!

- And now?

- Something completely different!

Watch this trick.

Hold it on your head.

- What is this, Tomo?

- Just hold it like that.

Put your arms down.

Just great!

Just watch this, Eso!

What are you doing?

Are you nuts?

You crazy f***ing idiot!

Sh*t, I missed!

I aimed for the forehead.

Your turn now, tough guy!

F*** you! You're crazy!

No problem, buddy.

I'll play the game.

Here's your chance.

I'm emptying the f***ing gun!

Relax.

A new player calls for fresh bullets.

Eso, this isn't a joke.

Relax, I've got experience.

Uncle Faik bought some guns cheap.

We've been practising a bit.

Buying guns now?

Your turn.

Here's a moving target.

Tomo, quit messing around.

- Milos, out of the way!

- Goddamn you!

Go ahead, shoot, tough guy!

Milos, out of the way!

Here we go!

I don't give a f***!

If you survive, a**hole,

I'll kill you!

I gotta admit,

your uncle's really something.

It's homemade. Have a swig.

It'll calm you down.

We'll get a hunt going.

She won't move.

She's lovesick. She's waiting

for a train to run her over.

- Whose donkey is it?

- It's Vujan's.

- Vujan who?

- Vujan Peric from Zabrdje.

- Vujan died five years ago!

- But I spoke to him today.

C'mon!

MOveO

It's useless!

Is she crying?

I told you she's suffering.

You don't know the secret word.

Move it!

Step aside.

Now whistle.

You're not listening to me.

I don't say speed isn't important.

But any fool can run fast.

What are you talking about?

- Oh God, are You listening to this?

- Sure, He's listening.

Don't upset me, Nada.

I never said that.

I said she looked at her husband

and saw he had big ears.

Know how Napoleon won matches?

- You mean battles.

- Right.

He'd calculate how fast

his cavalry could reach enemy lines

and cut them off.

Speed's everything!

You read a lot,

but careful you don't get a headache.

If you ride a cloud

at the speed of light

you can't see yourself in a mirror.

I need that speed.

Such speed's unhealthy.

The feeling matters.

- Know what feeling is?

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