Zivot je cudo Page #5
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- 2006
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The power comes and goes.
Let's make a deal.
I can't treat you like a prisoner.
I know you're from a rich family.
- I'm...
- I know.
Write a nice letter to your people
so they know you're here.
Then we exchange you.
Milos comes home and you go home, too.
And Bosnia will be at peace.
Be patient. Is it a deal?
To end on a pathetic note,
as Shakespeare's King Lear did,
I think it's ever more clear
that the Serbian nation
"is more sinned against
than sinning."
Neighbour!
Come in!
Be right with you!
I've been calling but no one answers.
Doing a big cleanup?
I didn't ask her to.
She's doing it on her own.
Come take a look.
She says she's bored. Come look at this.
You couldn't move around
in here before.
It's all spick-and-span.
Nothing like a woman's touch!
A cheese pie!
It's almost done.
- She do your bedroom, too?
- Oh, come on!
- Where is she now?
- In the hall.
- You keep her in the hall?
- No, you idiot! She's cleaning it.
That's some cleaner!
Keep her locked up?
No. She's already a prisoner
just being here.
- But you do tie her up at night?
- I don't tie her up.
- Did you hide the knives?
- Of course not. What for?
Personally, I'd be afraid
to sleep in this house.
She could cut your throat
while you're asleep.
Cut my throat? She's a normal girl.
She's a nurse.
A nurse?
They first learn to cut throats.
I read it in a book, Secrets of War.
by Arnold Schwarzenegger.
First they slash you like this
then pretend to stitch it up.
You're full of sh*t.
- Full of sh*t?
- Know how much?
- How much?
- Past your eyeballs!
MayOeO sO
Good evening.
Where is she going?
- To take a bath.
- A bath?
I haven't had one
since the war started.
I can believe it.
- Nor do I intend to.
- I can believe that, too.
Know how to play chess? No?
Then what are you doing here?
Get out! Shame on you!
You have no manners!
See that?
A lovely girl!
It suits you better than Jadranka.
Who said you could touch
her clothes?
I'm sorry.
Who said you could?
Don't gape at me like that!
Did you ask permission?
Did you ask for permission?
How dare you help yourself
without asking?
Take that off!
Take that off right now!
Where are you going?
Come back here.
She makes herself at home!
As if she owned the place!
The nerve of the b*tch! Take these!
Stop crying?
Touch her things again
and I'll kill you!
Is that clear?
I'll give you my clothes.
They're clean.
- I have clothes...
- Shut up!
Get up quick!
Go and change.
Use my belt if it's too big.
And write that exchange letter.
Why so hard on the girl?
She wants to dress up and
I don't even know if Milos is alive!
Shall we have that pie now?
Forget the pie. First the letter.
Get upstairs.
Write your people you're fine.
They should search their prisons
for Milos. For an exchange.
Write all that.
It's my sister-in-law's.
See if anything fits.
Take your pick. She doesn't need them.
She left for Germany.
She'll buy more stuff there.
I'm not worried about her.
Sabaha...
- Can I ask you something?
- Go ahead.
Do you have a boyfriend?
Why do you ask?
Are you promised to someone?
Girls still do that here?
I haven't gone out with girls
in a long time.
How do I look?
You look fine.
How do you like this one?
Here they come again,
the businessmen patriots!
Now we'll get better acquainted.
Luka!
What are you doing?
- As you can see.
- Sealing up the tunnel!
and now you seal it.
- It was an order.
- An order?
- How will the freight train pass?
- That's why I'm closing it.
Did the order come from Aleksic?
Yes. There's no food
or medicine around
but plenty of oil and cigarettes.
We didn't build this line
for smugglers.
Aleksic the idealist!
You know what wise people say -
"No one's candle burns till dawn."
Sabaha!
- Are you asleep?
- No, I'm not.
You know,
I had a great friend at college.
- Tell me about him.
- He was a Muslim.
Stay here, Zujka.
Zaim from Vakuf.
- You say "mate"?
- We also say "mate".
He liked railroads, too.
A great guy!
The things we went through together!
And never an argument!
He was like my right hand.
There's no one like him
among Serbs.
Nor among Muslims, I'm sure.
You asleep, Sabaha?
I'm not asleep.
- Want me to go on?
- Go on.
Luka, I'm scared.
Can I come into your room?
Sure. Why not?
I've met a lot of Muslims.
Ever meet a Muslim girl?
What do you mean?
Sure I did.
Is that Nada's nightie?
Yes. Should I take it off?
No, why should you take it off?
It's a nice nightie.
It's OK.
Shame on you!
You'll get a backache like that.
Come up here.
That's enough of you. Out you go!
Don't be afraid. It'll stop.
I'll go back when it's over.
Do you smell like that
or is it Nada's nightie?
How do your people say "blues"?
We don't say it.
Oh, Luka, what are we going to do?
- Janjus!
- Yes, sir.
Eliminate that nest!
What?
The Muslims are advancing.
Run for it!
- Why? What's happening?
- Don't ask! Everyone's on the run!
- And our army?
- Aleksic is helping civilians.
- That's no way to fight.
- Run!
- But the railway!
Screw the railway!
Run for your life!
I won't leave without you.
Hold on, engineer!
The girl's a Muslim.
Captain Aleksic says
if anything happens to her
he'll kill you. Got that?
Follow me, engineer.
Don't be afraid.
You heard what Aleksic said.
I'm cold.
You studied nursing?
Veljo!
- Yes, I did.
- Why?
- Petkovic's sister-in-law is in labour.
- There's no doctor?
I wouldn't be here otherwise.
Go and be careful.
Go on if you can manage it.
Hot water, quick!
Heat it up!
I need a sheet, too.
See the baby?
Look at his hair.
Isn't he cute?
She was great!
Petkovic can't get over it.
She really saved the day.
I'll go ask Aleksic
if we keep running or go back.
I borrowed accessories.
What accessories?
For shaving.
I was thinking...
your sideburns look more like boots.
Boots?
Well, if they really look like boots,
then off they come!
You're starting to creep
into my soul.
How will I ever part with you?
- Why part with me?
- For the exchange.
The letter should've arrived by now.
The Besirevics must've reacted.
I have to tell you something.
What?
I'm not one of those Besirevics.
- What do you mean?
- My dad's old and retired.
He doesn't know any VIPs
and they don't know him.
But the letter!
You made me write it.
- But you said...
- I didn't say anything.
That was Tomo.
When he heard my name he said,
"I know you Besirevics.
You're all beys."
"I know you like the back of my hand.
You're strong as death."
You should have told me!
- I was afraid of you.
- You were afraid?
And now you're not afraid?
- A little afraid.
- A little afraid?
You've led me up the garden path.
So you're a little afraid?
Don't, Luka. I'm sorry.
"I'm sorry"?
I don't want your "sorry".
All I've heard from you
is "I'm sorry!" and "I'm afraid!"
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