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They say Paris at night is so bright...

the people don't know if it's midday or midnight.

- Look how dark it is here. - It has its advantages.

When you live in the dark, it's much easier to die.

You barely lose anything. Darkness replaces darkness.

And we deserve to live in the dark.

- Why, Grandpa? - Because.

What other nation curses the sun like we do?

We curse the bright sun, the bloody sun...

It's a miracle it shines on us at all.

Besides the sun, we curse God, bread, mother...

What can a nation that curses sun, God, bread and mother hope for?

Bloody sun!

I taught you to read and write, and to count pigs.

But it's all useless in this country.

I'll teach you something that will be of some real use.

Get away from me, jinx!

Fucking raven! Bad luck.

Can't you play something cheerful?

Yes sir, Sergeant sir.

Fucking funeral music.

Stop playing and I'll let you sniff my girlfriend's letter.

1912- Serbo-Turkish War Serbian Army - Scout Unit

TheTurks are moving their artillery.

- Second Lieutenant, sir! - I could hardly find you, scouts!

Now we get all the food for the past week!

- We must inform HQ. - After breakfast, neighbour.

It's a direct order, Sergeant.

Yes sir, neighbour sir.

- I forgot what a pig looks like. - A pig?

A pig looks like a goose, only without feathers.

Who took the other leg? I want it back.

I'm asking you nicely. Before you call Turks for help.

Come on, let's have it.

- Gentlemen... - He looks like a spy to me.

- My name is Leonardo Spasic... - Shut up!

He's got some kind of machine gun! Let me waste him!

You can commit cold-blooded murder, gentlemen.

But then you won't appear on the front page of the Serbian News

as the brave liberators of Old Serbia!

Gentlemen. Smile please.

ST GEORGE SHOOTSTHE DRAGON

Gavrilo!

Look!

Who'd think a city girl could make this on her own?

- What's wrong? - Save it for my grave.

I don't need it now.

- We'll manage... - Let go!

- You will manage. - Gavrilo!

Give it to George!

He came back in one piece.

It'll look better on him.

Don't worry, he'll be back. He loves you.

I'm sorry. I thought...

You're an expert on love?

No one came for you?

No.

Welcome home.

Two years later

Quiet down!

Zoja-man, angry! Zoja-dog, mean!

21, 22... All here!

Watch your dog, Vane! Bite merchandise!

Gavrilo, take me with you, please.

Grandpa told me reading and writing is useless.

Take me with you, just this once.

Why not, Gavrilo?

It's an honest living. What's the problem?

Honest...

Yes, it is.

You. Run off home.

They just can't get enough. BloodyVukovic brothers.

Almost every night.

Sergeant! We can get them on their way back!

Let them go this time. The cattle will die without salt.

Besides, what would you do for tobacco?

- Am I getting grey? - Not at all, Sergeant.

Don't lie to me.

I still can't say nothing to you.

And I'd thought it all through.

Stupid woman!

I can't... I'm not a city girl.

Mile will take me home.

- What home? - My home.

To my family.

Oh my God! I'm so ashamed!

Kid, how come you missed some of us?

If we're not equal here, I'm changing establishments.

Damn right!

We natural unnaturals were the best customers before the wars!

And then we unnaturals with medals took over.

Him first...

Serious wounds have priority.

Since when does that apply here?

Don't bother serving me, I'm sick of this.

Call me when you've decided! Until then, no drinks!

That's my teaching! Right in the face, everytime.

- Just like Marx said. - Fuck Marx and fuck you!

Poisoning the kid's mind with that foreign bullshit!

What's the use of school? All he needs to know is to count pigs.

He'll make a decent living from smuggling.

- Profiteers! - Drop the politics, brothers!

Look at him.

What are you doing, Zoja?

When will you get rid of that whorehouse monstrosity?

Spasic's wife ordered it, but he won't have it in the house.

The man's right.

Move it!

Like we're for the mirror.

Better not look at it at all.

Gendarmes. Three of them.

I finished it yesterday.

Who is it?

Me, George. That's me.

You wouldn't know, of course. You prefer me in the dark.

Cover yourself. People will talk.

Do I look better in the painting or like this?

I have to go.

Sergeant, sir!

We have to hurry, sir.

- Trouble at the Normal Tavern! - Baco's beating his wife to death!

Gendarmes don't deal with domestic matters.

Deal with this one! They treat women like cattle!

Right?

Won't let a decent man get drunk?

- Hit me, I don't know a better life! - You don't, and you won't!

Don't you move!

Can you at least let us finish this in peace?

You're not gonna fuck with me!

- You're not a fucking gendarme, cow! - I am, and I can jail your ass!

I'd rather rot than let her humiliate me, like some women...

He's just drunken fool, George. Sit down, have a drink.

Go home, you'll get over it.

Shoo... shoo!

Get away! These beasts need a strong hand!

Madame Katarina, can you eat these?

No. But they're beautiful.

And they smell nice. Would you like to smell?

Come.

Does this mean we shoot at our neighbours?

You heard the major. Shoot on sight.

- Yes, sir! - Wait.

Tell the smugglers to stop crossing.

Good evening.

I'm not armed.

Can I go with you, sir?

Ask my brother. He's selling tickets.

Get in!

Don't be afraid, scholar!

Give me a hand with the other passengers!

Or, ifyou've got half a dinar...

- I have! - Pay on the other side.

You scholars are a law-abiding lot. Hop in!

- What's up, Zoja? - He's a jinx!

Just when everything's going so great, too!

Isn't it so, bro?

Jinx!

Tomorrow, to school!

Go ahead, feed them!

Sava River - Border between Serbia and Austria-Hungary

I pray to you, St George, to shoot the German ship.

Zoja, it's okay.

Keep Gavrilo safe, and our boat, my buddies the pigs... the jinx too!

They've gone.

What's wrong, scholar? Shit your pants?

Pigs are the only beasts who don't know the stars exist.

It's their necks... they can't look up to the sky.

They can only look down, at the mud.

Pigs still happy.

Mud's all they see, their whole lives.

- They must miss the stars. - Stars!

Any pictures in that book, jinx?

They're late. This doesn't smell good.

- Well, I'm off. - Quiet! You'll go when I tell you.

Zoja, sing.

Let's go.

Wait. Gavrilo, this time, no credit.

You're always first here.

- Like you're Austrian, not us. - Did you bring everything?

Everything. Direct from Vienna.

Quick! Unload!

Wait!

- You cut it, right? - No way! Cross my heart!

Best salt in the Empire!

- Certified. No double-cross. - Check it out.

Not bad.

- How could it be bad? - We'll take it.

Look at the mirror.

Fit for an emperor!

Careful! Break it

and you die!

For you.

What's with this art stuff, Gavrilo?

- Hope it's not yours. - Cut the crap.

Gavrilo, hurry up. This is no fucking trade!

Venerable Serbs and Gypsies...

I'm delighted to see

the cooperation between our two countries

is going smoothly...

despite the overwhelming cultural differences.

- Pay your countryman. - Afraid it's your turn.

We're at loss, again.

You Serbs are getting flash...

Almost like Gypsies!

Welcome to our country. We wish you a pleasant stay.

St George, shoot them, too.

See you around, Gavrilo.

- Take it! - If I may, now...

Go! Come back when you graduate.

- Serbia needs scholars. - And books with pictures!

Jinx! What's your name?

Princip. Gavrilo Princip.

Take care, namesake.

There goes your namesake, without paying!

I'll take care of that.

Don't! Zoja-man pay for him.

My treat.

Good luck, jinx.

Gavrilo, what's that? Who ordered this?

- Zoja, what's in the box? - Not for Zoja-man.

Dead.

I knew it. Jinx!

Frogs. Silent.

Gavrilo...

Is this that cinema you were talking about?

Doesn't look good.

Small mirror... small jinx.

Big mirror...

28 June, 1914- Archduke Franz Ferdinand visits Sarajevo

I'm sorry... Excuse me...

Sorry, could you please...

Daddy, look!

Why don't you use a rod, like a normal person?

This is modern fishing... American-style!

Vane!

Orphan!

Don't let our lunch get away!

Look at that ungrateful little prick!

Ifyou don't like this work, we can send you back where we found you!

Begging in the street!

What's wrong with you?

Doesn't warm your heart to see the boy play?

No.

- Another train's overturned. - It's upside down, drunkard!

Pass it over. Zoja!

If you grow into a dragon, I'll have to kill you.

But ifyou stay a frog, we'll be friends.

Orphan! Vane!

The whole village is weeping

Only my Smilja's sleeping

Let her sleep Let her sleep

I'll show you, you crippled fucker!

Of all the houses, you want to fiddle in front of mine?

Let the cripple sing if he can't play.

- Come to the Normal Tavern. - Thanks, I'm in a hurry...

- Got some business. - I won't beat you, like the others.

I'll scorch you like a pig! Crippled punk!

Come in here, to the Normal Tavern!

You sang in front of his house.

No! Maybe I was humming... to myself.

- I sing all day long... - Don't you sober me up!

I can walk by any house, singing, humming...

If I ever catch you singing around my house...

the next song will be at your funeral, you reject fuck!

Good morning, madam.

Two ofyou against a man on crutches?

- Are you all right? - Madam...

I saw you, and it was like an angel looked at me.

He was... singing outside my house, to my wife.

Such faith in the power of music. How touching!

If a cow dies, they say I stole it and put it in a painting.

They think I've cursed the village.

Do you think so too?

Before I met you...

I had both arms.

A boy who didn't know what to do with them in my company...

If there was a medal for smuggling,

each ofyour peasants would've got one!

Invalids, sir. Some have medals from the war. Real ones.

Nice for people who like to parade their ornaments.

This time we'll melt everything into bombshells.

There'll be no iron left for such trifles.

Glory awaits us, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

That fine ladywill be the death of him.

Mark my words.

Spit in my mouth when you're the sickest.

Gavrilo... happy!

- Zoja-man happy too. - Get out of here!

I can't work with this shit.

So?

When is your wife's baby due?

In a month, God willing.

Nice.

So you'll have two babies this year.

Let's drink to that.

You're too late, gendarme!

Now what?

Nothing.

We've done all we can.

- Does the gendarme know? - My husband's my business.

Leave my business to me, like you always did.

I'm going back to Belgrade next week. To my family.

You'd leave your husband and home?

What husband? What home?

Why do you think I came to this pit of misery?

- Wait a minute. - I'm waiting. Nowwhat?

Will you tell your wife?

No. You won't.

Now hear me out.

When you were a cadet in Belgrade, you were in my house every day.

You asked me not to go and study art in Paris!

I drove you almost to the front line in my father's car!

- You begged me to wait for you! - And?

And what came back? What?

What came back? Answer me!

Is this the Gavrilo you waited for?

Who can I take care of like this?

Your wife.

She's not like you.

She does everything, like a man.

She lost her husband there.

Where I lost my arm.

I'm going.

What will you do now?

The Gavrilo I waited for would ask what will we do.

Katarina!

Looks like someone beat him to it and got his missus to safety.

- Your orders, sir? - You're dismissed.

Won't you ask me where I've been?

No, just whether you know where you are now.

In my wife's room.

You forgot to whip me, mister Gendarme.

I...

I never loved you.

And I could never love you.

- I am... - I know.

I know everything.

We won't make it before dawn.

- My brother is crazy. - Mile!

You know love... Love is nice, I saw it!

If you weren't my brother, I'd smack you with the oar!

Hit Zoja-man. Then you feel better!

I didn't do it, I swear!

Where's your grandson, old man?

I don't know.

And if I did, you know I wouldn't tell you.

- So it's all the same to you. - Tell him I'm looking for him.

- So it's all the sameto you. - Tell him I'm looking for him.

With a gun?

Who went across?

The regular crew.

Katarina?

Whatwould she be doing with them?

Don't play games with this!

We shoot at anybody on the river, so do they!

I understand why you shoot, but whythem?

You haven't heard? A student assassinated Ferdinand.

Fucking Krauts! They'll slaughter my children!

Gavro!

Let's drink to the end of an empire!

Mile!

Gavrilo!

St George, please protect my children.

It's tragic when a grown man loses his mind.

At least when I screwed around, I did it with style.

You know love. Love very nice, I saw!

What, Zoja?

Gendarme... not happy. He think she ran away with Gavrilo!

- Gavrilo happy! Zoja-man happy. - Yeah, we're all fuckin' happy.

What on earth have you done?

Hit me, brother.

They killed all... People... horses...

The music... all...

- St George... - Did we pay in advance?

Shoot, St George!

They killed them all!

I knew it!

I knew I'd be fucked because of Serbs.

- Fuck, I paid in advance! - Hush, pigs.

There! Don't waste your bullets feeling sorry for them!

Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

I want them alive.

Zoja-man dead!

- Hold on. - Zoja-man dead!

Genuine gendarme bullet.

Let me play for you, Zoja. You'll feel better.

I won't!

Gavrilo!

Where's my wife?

Why ask me about your wife?

- You know where I was tonight. - I do.

That's why I'm asking.

Then you've nothing to ask.

You can simply arrest me for crossing the border.

I want to...

To ask you...

something no-one in our village has ever asked.

Stay away from my wife.

Please.

I won't ask again, I'll just kill you.

I swear to St George.

We Vukovics have pillaged armies, cities, empires!

But other men's wives? Never!

Let him kill you. He'll be doing all of us a favour.

You, me and that poor wife ofyours.

In normal countries, disabled veterans are role models for the young.

But here, they smuggle, beg, booze!

In normal countries these freaks don't jump on women.

It's not their fault they got crippled in twowars.

And what, it's my fault?

I went to war twice in two years, too.

I should suffer 'cos I didn't return a horny cripple?

- Why so much, George? - For the window.

Every single day I think ofyour kindness.

And ofthe baby.

The war saved me from going insane.

I prayed to St George for death in battle... for rest.

Instead of death, he sent me... her.

Instead of death...

Forgive me.

Had the Archduke survived, he would have inherited the following titles:

Emperor of Austria!

King of Slovenia, Bosnia and Herzegovina!

King of Rama, Cumania, Iliria...

24 July, 1914 NearbyTown of Sabac

Duke of Dubrovnik and Zadar! Master of Kotor...

Hundreds and hundreds of titles as ruler over enslaved nations!

What a tyrant he would have been, had he lived!

Madam Slavka!

Nine long months without war.

The kids are itching for it.

Madam Slavka!

Go ahead, talk.

May I speak with my wife in private?

In private?

Is this a police station where you can interrogate people without witnesses?

It's okay, Auntie.

If your talk is unfit for my ears, it's unfit for my house, too.

Is that clear?

If it is, then go ahead, talk.

Never mind me.

Let's go home.

Please.

What for?

This morning I resigned.

I handed in my uniform.

I left you alone...

For days...

Life was better when I lived as a carpenter.

I've been thinking...

We could sell up.

Move to the city.

Village life isn't for you.

Is the city for you?

Please, stop that.

It gets on my nerves.

You've read those novels.

I'm not saying...

It exists... maybe with younger folks.

For a time.

Then it goes away.

What goes away?

Love?

And what's left,

when 'it' all passes?

Worries.

Nothing else? Just worries?

Nothing else.

Just worries.

And you call that life?

Madam Katarina, there's a boy here. He says he knows you.

Katarina...

This one probably isn't the type of man you deserve.

But he's certainly better than the one you're crying over.

Auntie...

When did a woman ever love a man for his virtues?

I haven't told you everything.

I'm pregnant.

I love you...

Auntie, may I askyou to come with us?

For a couple of days.

I'll wait for you downstairs.

In Blumbach, in just one day, Ferdinand shot 53 goats!

On his hunting trips, he killed over 6,000 deer!

Even if he'd done nothing else, he deserved to be killed!

My child, my late husband was right.

One should only see peasants at the market, as briefly as possible.

Spare a coin for a war hero!

You're a reactionary element! There's no place for you here!

Dear Prime Minister Pasic...

This is a request for urgent help for disabled veterans!

We wanted to appeal immediately after the war against theTurks!

But the war against the Bulgarians was approaching, therefore...

War. Zoja-

Shut up, Zoja, this is for grownups.

Now the war against Austria-Hungary is here.

But, Mr. President Pasic, I ask for your sympathy...

We have to catch our breath between wars!

Micun, this letter is... forgive me... pure cocksucking!

We meet in secret, like conspirators, for what? For this?

A demand must begin with the words: Shame on you!

When war breaks out, Serbia wins, but the people lose!

The result of each war is less people, but more government!

Shame on you!

That same government won two wars in two years!

It expanded Serbian territory by one quarter!

The government didn't, we did! We won the wars!

Let the last man standing write the demand.

Now we're rejects!Who was rejected from the government?

No one! I don't give a fuck for a quarter of Greater Serbia,

- I've lost a quarter of my body! - Belotic, you traitor!

You blind bastard!

Serve the gendarme.

I've resigned. Feel free to speak against the government.

I don't know, George. You'll forget yourself and report us out of habit.

- Well said! - I'm spying on you?

I'm the informer? Okay...

Your informant letters, addressed to me personally.

We have a spy in this tavern.

There... read.

Something for everyone.

I won't do it.

Dear Mister George...

My conscience demands I inform you that two nights ago,

I was sitting in the Invalid Tavern,

speaking such... fil... filth...

that I should have... I should be shot.

And I did all this just to make them talk.

Because they were only talking about other men's wives...

Who laid who, where, how, when, and how many times.

Around midnight, I got them to blab.

Then they blabbed until dawn.

Whoever wrote this, I hope his hand shrivels up.

Particularly vocal against the government...

was that ugly pig Vojo.

I can't write that well. But I know someone who can.

Quiet! Let's hear the rest.

I'll rip someone's head off!

Gendarmes from other villages envied me.

Their folkwouldn't talk even after a beating.

I served the police for money.

You do it for the love of it.

Go ahead now, speak about politics.

There is an "M"...

Like "Zoja... Man".

This guy obviously doesn't know how ugly the priest's wife is.

Are there any pictures?

George!

From Grandpa Aleksa, and all of us.

For your honest service to our village.

- How's this bay of mine behaving? - He's okay.

Aleksa told me you made it for your son.

Sorry.

He'd be just like you.

This tall.

Thanks for the watch.

It's exactly two hours slow. You get used to it.

It goes like this:

Let her sleep Let her sleep

Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets!

In the right corner, Djukic, a true Serbian hero! In the left...