Zivot je cudo Page #6

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Have you ever given Milos

a thought?

Who can he say "I'm sorry" to?

That he's afraid?

You only watch your own ass!

So what if Milos is rotting in prison!

No, Luka! It's not my fault!

Not your fault?

We lost so much time.

We might have got him out by now.

It's my fault. I'm sorry.

As far as I'm concerned,

you've no reason to be afraid now.

You're no longer my prisoner.

You're nothing to me.

I'm nothing to you?

That's right, you're free as a bird.

Hear what I said?

You're free to go.

The Petkovics will bless you.

Go to Veljo, he can help you.

Did you hear me?

Get lost!

Is it really you?

This was my late father's house.

I was born here.

Have a look.

Shall I clean up a bit?

Clean up?

Love?

This isn't for your eyes, old girl.

You've had enough for a lifetime.

It's like a drug. God spare me that.

When I saw you today

I thought, "Dear God!"

I had a woman. Milica from Vis.

- So her name was Milica?

- Something like that.

She saw these big grapes

at the Z vornik market.

The ones with seeds like...

Pardon my language.

- Don't spoil my dinner.

- No. Like pigeon sh*t.

She said, "Bring me those grapes

and I'll be yours."

I got her the grapes.

She was so happy.

She took me by the hand

and led me up to the hayloft.

The hay smells wonderful up there.

It seems to beckon to you.

Get to the point.

I will but I don't want to be vulgar.

How do you say it?

You made love.

That's it.

I made love and she ate grapes.

That's when I got

fundamentally disappointed.

You're far from the railroad.

I almost didn't find you.

- Where have you been?

- Filipovic wants me dead.

- How do you know that?

- Through Tomo.

You know, he's AC/DC.

You can lie low here.

You know too much.

Do you mean... I'm in danger, too?

You can blow the whistle on him.

You know all the profits he's made!

So...

we don't have a choice.

Nope.

You know, it's him or us.

Just tell us how to get to Tunnel 46.

I know who sealed it up.

That jerk-off did it!

He mined the tunnel.

What do I do with him?

I'll f*** him good.

Is this number 0190

This is Hotline Lily.

Are you calling

from a satellite phone?

Of course, I am.

Your credit card number.

One moment, please.

- Hello, pussycat.

- Who is this?

I've been waiting to hear from you.

I'm so excited!

I'm a Serbian stallion.

Cut it out!

I have a big dick.

Big calibre.

That's nice!

Where are you, honey?

Oh, f***!

I speak a little bit of German.

That's not a problem.

Come on. Let's play.

Ow

C'mon, my Serbian stallion.

Let me have it!

Slower!

Faster! Faster!

We killed a man, Vujan.

Forget that.

We have to get rid of your fever.

Have some tea.

Could you kill a man, Sabaha?

Know what my father says?

"If I were hungry and had a chicken,

it'd be hard for me to kill it,

but I would if I had to."

I'm not talking about a chicken.

Do you see my Milos, Vujan?

As soon as I close my eyes

I see Milos, too.

He's alive.

Alive?

He's putting his hand to his head

as if he were thinking of something.

He's quite a boy.

I can see him clearly.

When the forest was ours,

Father and I came here every day.

He dragged you here Sundays too

like you drag me?

Sundays too.

Neighbour!

Good news! Luka, good news!

Thank God

I can deliver good news to someone.

- About Milos?

- Not Milos, but that will come.

Take a guess.

It's Jadranka.

Your wife is back, my dear Luka.

I knew everything would work out.

Shall we have a game

to celebrate the occasion?

Milos will be home.

Know who I met? Captain Aleksic.

He gave me his word

that Milos had been found

and that he's all right.

It's all a matter...

of procedure.

Look at this mess.

But it will be fine.

Just look at this bed. Oh, my Luka!

You can tell

there's no woman around.

Shall I make coffee?

Beg your pardon?

- Did Veljo speak to me?

- Coffee and schnapps, to celebrate!

This doesn't happen every day.

With or without sugar?

Sugar.

For me, too.

Is she with Veljo?

She's nothing to Veljo.

You know, I'm not crazy.

- Good.

- Beautiful, too.

Where did you find her?

They brought her to Luka

for an exchange.

That's when I met her.

I knew your Luka was a great man,

Jadranka,

but this time he outdid himself.

The way he watches over her

and takes care of her!

The way he protects her!

Are you cold?

He's with her day and night.

What's your name?

A Muslim.

We give them Sabaha,

they give us Milos.

Who is she?

Who is this hussy?

I'm not a hussy.

Come over here.

- Take those clothes off!

- Stop it!

You stay here!

You, over there!

How dare you meddle in my life!

Must our son come home

to find that whore in this house?

Shame on you!

You prefer the cymbalist?

Don't mention that a**hole!

He played his swan song?

- But she's a lovely girl!

- I'm shaking!

Sit here.

Veljo, will you shut up!

- Why should I shut up?

- You're full of sh*t!

I'll carve my name on your ass,

you little b*tch!

Stop it!

Enough of this!

You won't stain

our father's honourable house!

- Back inside!

- Not this household!

So long as the Djukics live,

I, Jadranka ne Radovanovic,

won't allow it, you little whore!

What are you saying?

Luka, can't you see she put

a Muslim curse on your pillow!

- I'm so worried!

- You, worried?

Try to help a bit

and you eat sh*t!

Go home, Luka.

Leave me alone.

- I won't go home alone.

- You're not alone now.

I'm alone, I tell you.

If only the train came...

Would you leave?

I would just sit here.

What's wrong, girl?

Who'd stay with me then?

Let's go. It's cold.

- We have nowhere to go.

- We have plenty of places to go.

We'll go to Australia.

That far enough?

- By railway?

- Sure.

But walking along the tracks.

OK.

After this tunnel, there's a slight incline.

A four per cent incline. 700 ties.

- You know how many ties?

- I know everything here.

Then comes a curve.

Then over the Rzav

and straight on to the Drina.

What's that?

Engineer!

- Vladan!

- The captain's waiting for you.

I've seen enough madness

in this war.

- Be reasonable.

- I am, but I won't let her go.

Your wife's back

and Milos will be, too.

- Let the girl go.

- I won't.

Both sides are exchanging prisoners.

She's on UNPROFOR's list.

If you don't let her go...

The jeep's here to take her

to the Red Cross.

They'll check her name.

- No way! Stay back!

- Don't shoot.

You out of your mind?

Not that way! This way!

Downhill to the Drina!

Watch out for the mines!

- Watch out!

- I'll fall!

That's the Drina! It's so wide.

It seemed small from above.

Were you serious

about us going to Australia?

Sure. We just cross the Drina

into Serbia.

The Chetnik takes his cow grazing.

I have to pee.

She's no cow, idiot.

That's Romeo and Juliet.

You ain't got no culture.

- How do we get across?

- You'll see.

What the f*** is that?

What does he feed her?

Australia.

I dreamed of the Drina once.

I was sitting on the bank watching

the river flow by.

It was flowing but I felt uneasy

about something.

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