Zivot je cudo Page #2

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- Tell me.

Talent.

Talent?

I'll make a note of it.

You either have it or you don't.

We were given reason

to escape from our upsets

and I'm really upset.

I don't mean Anna Karenina,

I mean me.

I wasn't brought here for nothing,

you know.

My next stop's the nursing home.

I heard Luka talking

to the director,

but he doesn't know I know.

He told Luka, "No, Luka, please."

"It's too early for Jadranka

to enter a nursing home."

"She's still young, so don't do it."

But I worry for Milos!

You know, a child without a mother

is like a broken umbrella

in the wind.

Big fish eats little fish.

God, what's wrong with me?

Jadranka!

I just want you to know,

never will I leave this place! Ever!

Come on, take a pill.

Why don't you take the pill yourself?

Think I don't know

what you're planning?

Don't even think of it!

You want your son to hear you?

Lie down.

Hospital regulations!

Look, he won't let her

on a stretcher!

- Come on!

- Please, listen to me...

I want to go home.

I'd change that guy for free.

Just one injection!

His wife sings beautifully.

I heard her on the radio.

There's no nursing home.

- Too bad about the dust.

- She has an allergy?

An allergy? She's out to lunch.

That's what I call love.

Wouldn't you like to be carried

like that in his arms?

No way. He's not a Muslim.

As if that mattered!

- It matters! Ask your dad.

- You don't ask Dad for everything.

I want to go home to Milos.

A mouse!

- Here's the doctor.

- How you are, ma'am?

Come in.

It's just a minor allergy.

Bosnia! SDA!

I'm gonna buy him into every team,

right up to the national team.

Djukic, get back!

He can't handle this!

He can handle it. Calm down.

Get back when I tell you!

Is that the kid you mean?

Milos Djukic!

Jadranka, come back!

- I'm Milos's mother.

- Ah, you're the mother!

- Milos's mother.

- I'm Zurovac.

Maybe you remember, he played

for Partizan when he was a kid.

- He's number nine.

- Nice kid.

Yes, but he's very sensitive.

He's Mommy's little boy.

I'm an opera singer.

I'm taking time off

because of a throat problem.

I'm allergic to dust

so I'm here to recuperate.

Go for him!

Close him down!

I'm the only one who understands him.

I know what it's like to play.

Theatre, soccer, it's all the same.

"All the world's a stage."

Know who said that?

I have no idea.

Sure, you do.

A name that starts with "Sh"...

Shekularac?

No, a foreign guy.

"All the world's a stage."

"And all the men and women

merely players."

- You mean Shuster?

- Not at all.

- I have no idea.

- Shakespeare.

I don't follow the Premier League.

This is opening night for Milos.

Everything in life is a stage.

But different things happen on it.

- Am I right?

- Sure.

Take me, for instance.

When I sing on opening night,

my throat goes like this...

Look at the poor woman.

The things she does for her son!

She's like Mama Juanita.

- Let me see.

- It's nothing, just a ball!

That was awful.

You have to hear me in rehearsal.

What's her problem?

Have you seen the movie,

Mama Juanita?

No.

Then you ain't seen nothing.

What's there to see?

Know what I'd do for my mother?

What would you do for your mother?

I'd f*** half the stadium for her.

What a generation!

For you. Mama Juanita

I dedicate this song to you

At the break of dawn

This song is heard

For you. Mama Juanita

I dedicate this song to you

Here it comes!

You abnormal f***!

What's your problem?

Let the ball in!

Let go of my fishing rod,

you motherf***er!

This is going too far.

Goal!

Goal!

Milos!

Bravo! You're the champ!

Ma'am, your "sh"

stands for "champion"!

The classic champion.

Partizan needs a player like him.

Eso!

Stop the fight!

- Leave my son alone!

- Leave the kid alone, dopehead!

I'll f***ing kill you!

You did it, Milos!

Mommy's coming!

Uncle's coming!

- I'm coming, my boy!

- Leave it to me, Dad! Please!

You band of f***ing nationalists!

Milos!

Bash that one, he's getting away!

He's getting away!

Tell me exactly what he said.

He said, "Ma'am,

your Milos is the best."

- But you know that already.

- Spare me your comments.

Mind if I finish?

Secondly, he said he'd phone

in a week's time.

- So why didn't he call?

- He said if business didn't prevent him.

He's a very busy manager.

He said, "Partizan needs Milos."

What more do you want?

A little patience, dear.

Anna Karenina had no allergy.

She was visiting her brother

and she took the train home.

No, Nada,

he didn't really have big ears.

She just didn't love him any more.

He was supposed to call

last Monday.

- He'll call, don't worry.

- He'll call?

It's been a week already.

Not even Einstein would say that.

What day is it?

- I have no idea.

- Saturday. He'll call, I tell you.

Will he?

If he really needed me,

he'd be calling five times a day.

Are you crying?

- No, I'm not.

- Looks to me like you are.

- Well, you're blind.

- You're crying.

I want to go back to Belgrade.

I want to play soccer there.

Then go, but don't cry.

- And you stop shouting.

- Who's shouting?

You're shouting!

I'm not shouting.

What's more,

you dragged me out here.

Did I?

And you took me off the stage.

Better me than the critics.

- What did you say?

- Just kidding.

When did I ever have bad reviews?

- I know...

- Tell me, when?

That's what I'm saying. Can't a man

joke around here any more?

Those beech trees

don't go with the house.

They're not beeches,

they're linden trees.

Something has to smell nice.

What? You want to dig?

Then go ahead.

Wait. Not like that.

Like this. Your foot goes here.

What a sensation!

I feel like blowing up

the whole countryside...

Hey, bro,

we won't have a border here, will we?

- Where do you see a border?

- There, Nada. And Serbia's over there.

- Customs in the middle of the tunnel?

- I don't know.

But the border is here.

What a tragedy!

I want to thank you

for turning out in force

to show your readiness,

when times get tough,

to defend your homes

against the wild beasts.

I officially declare

this bear hunt open!

Just a quick word...

What is it, Filipovic?

The party called from Sarajevo again.

They said, "Does Radovan know

who's in charge?"

Are they threatening me?

Why are they so hung up

on that freight train?

- Big deal!

- Well, it is big. A million marks.

That's what I call greedy.

Do you think I'm stupid?

No, but we're farting

on our own candle.

They'll cross us off the map

if we don't play along.

Over my dead body!

No more scams using cripples.

Shame on you!

I have higher connections in Belgrade.

We'll see who fucks who.

You or me.

Enough of this...

When a young hunter I used to be

A young girl fell in love with me

She was so lovely and so fine

She was my darling. she was mine

Before I'd set off to hunt at dawn

Her goodbye kiss

was like a ray of sun

It gave me luck along the track

A pledge that I would safely

come back

Rabbit. fox and quail

Partridge and wild duck

You can catch all these with luck

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