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THE HUNTERS

This story had ended in 1949.

What the hell! I don't understand...

Are the women awake?

No.

We must make a decision.

This musn't be known...

or the consequences could be...

Well, decide!

I'm in favor.

Alright.

Yes.

Very well,

but this is serious.

And all that,

but vaguely.

Savas, get busy.

One moment. He can't stay here.

I know.

I'm gonna call.

Good day, commander. I'm Savas, from aigli.

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The fault is ours!

You had the power in your hands and you returned it to the politicians.

Fuck our military revolution!

They have fooled us, Yannis.

They gave us green light to start.

Green light for seven years. And suddenly a red light.

A change in the politics. How should we had known...

They're coming.

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I had told you. Don't force the things with the king...

He'll go. And when needed, he won't be here. Suck this!

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Colonel...

I am retired.

- Oh, my god! - Come, you must see the hole.

I always knew, I always knew!

I can't take any responsability.

I need to go to the city and inform the commander.

It's the last day of the year. I expect guests.

The last communist rebels...

they commited suicide or fled to the Iron curtain countries in 49.

We all know.

The fact that he is here is an historical error.

The report for the actual fiscal year, 1949-1950...

you could call it positive.

The american mission knows about it...

about the difficulties that Greece is facing...

and there's been a lot of inversions through the Marshall Plan...

for the recovery of our country's economy.

Missions, special advisers, weapons, medicine,

road reconstruction, bridges and train tracks...

They also saved the greek people from dying of hunger.

The american mission will continue with it's objectives:

Stablishing political and economical balance in this, the land of Aeschylus.

And so, Greece, after the hurricane of war...

and with the Marshall Plan and the american friendship...

starts with a fast pace towards development and progress.

The projection.

- Hello, Rosa. - Hello, Savas.

We have work.

Go, kid. Tomorrow again.

It's disgusting... They smell like dogs.

- What is that? - The permit.

The aigli in front, where the rebels are, is in sale.

You are for me, and I for you, my love.

A kiss...

No?

How much you got?

Like fifty pounds. and dollars.

We'll also get credit for the reconstruction.

They are building the base in front.

The americans will be like a plague.

There'll be an orchestra, right?

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Fire!

- You are for me... - You are for me... - my love.

Since the two of us are together...

Come and you'll be my eternal dream...

and we'll seal it with a kiss.

You are for me and I am for you, my love.

Come to my arms then, don't be late.

I will sleep you with caresses every night, my love.

I will wake you every morning with kisses.

My light, my secret desire, you'll be my light, my constant light.

Give me, let the world say what it pleases...

give me your lips, give them, give them and make me happy.

Poor of us!

Poor of us! If we hear our parents...

I want to feel every bit of your heart...

let your angry father say what he pleases.

I like you, I like you...

I like you because something attracts me to you.

I like you, I like you...

and you will surrender to my arms.

Tell me what you desire, don't be afraid...

I also desire it and I won't refuse you.

I like you, I like you...

I like you because something attracts me to you.

I like you, I like you...

and you will surrender to my arms.

Do you have anything else to say?

No.

Nothing more.

You've forgotten to say...

that the blood of the wound is still fresh, like if he was alive.

I have nothing else to say, and I can read and write.

Sign.

Next.

You?

Your business:

Finding the body of a rebel...

from the time of the rebel war in 1947-1949,

in Playia, in mount Tomaros...

Where the old Timfea stretches...

near the old walls.

Deposition of Yannis Diamantis...

businessman, married, father of a child.

I've un-inherited him...

During the elections of 58...

I was in charge of the election center of Paralimni.

I've just arrived from America, where I studied college.

We did a good job isolating the leftists.

We had the hope that they'll wouldn't appear to vote.

It was a normal day.

The day before we handed 200 pairs of slippers to the kids in the area.

We had finished around 4 in the evening.

We were drinking ouzo and eating octopuss with the sargent.

We were waiting for dusk.

to count the votes...

and suddenly...

there was a strange commotion in the main street.

Men came out of the bars and stood in the sidewalks.

Women peeked from the balconies and stayed there.

Looking at the end of the street as if waiting for something.

Suddenly there was a terrible silence...

and from the end of the street appeared a man.

The silence was such that you could hear his footsteps.

We crossed in front of the bars...

he stood in front of the door to the election center...

and started to climb the steps.

Your name?

Diamantis, Yannis.

Name of your father?

Nikolaos.

And you are...?

Diamantis, Yannis.

And your father?

Giorgos.

Your father killed my mother...

the 12 of february of 1946.

and your father killed my father...

the 12 of february of 1949.

He had just left jail.

During and after the occupation he was a politic instructor of the region.

After his arrival the communist got excited.

Before the sun went down the whole red neighborhood had voted.

They got 80 deputies.

That day we realized that the left raised its head again.

It was something we couldn't guess. It was an accident.

And so the papers confirmed the suicide of the soldier...

it was because of the pressure to vote for ERE.

It was a lie.

The police sargent and me...

were drinking ouzo and eating octopuss.

Sit down.

Just one more thing.

I've also noticed...

that the blood of the wound...

was fresh, as if he was alive.

- Want ouzo? - I don't drink during service.

- The telephone? - This way, commander.

What is it?

There are thousand all around the city.

- They are coming from every town. - Who?

They are passing right through here.

I already gave the warning.

I must go to the headquarters. I'll come back right away.

- Do you need me? - No.

- Do you think the same about repression? - Of course.

I can't stand seeing it any more.

Why don't you talk?

Everything for the party, right?

But, who watched after you when you returned from exile?

Thanks to our dead mother... Not for anything else!

I saw you together in 61.

Yannis...

I'm tired.

I'm going.

A whole life of persecutions, prision and exile...

And for what?

I want to live a little.

Everything's ready, governor!

Ok, guys. We'll leave when I give the signal.

I couldn't miss it.

- How was the honeymoon? - Fantastic.

- Have you started yet? - Not yet.

How are you, dear?

The president of the anti- communist crusade, governor.

Divine faith, divine force and greek immortality.

We're worried, governor.

The americans now insist in a change of the election system.

They want plurality, like in 1952 with Papagos.

It isn't enough, right, boys?

We are worried!

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Come!

The one who reaches ten.

Ready?

One - Zero.

Out! One to one.

Two - one.

Here I come!

Be careful, the guard is passing by.

Eat your food, love your cell and read a lot.

Eat your food, love your cell and read a lot.

They brought Vassilis to the next cell.

He has complained all night.

He didn't sign.

Knock on his wall.

Vassilis, do you hear me?

The democratic army has ended.

Since yesterday, 29 of august of 1949, we're finished.

They defeated us.

Where are we going? What do we do? What are we waiting for?

Since yesterday, 29 of august of 1949...

it's finished.

Today it's may 22 of 1963...

Have you asked about me?

What do you want?

Be careful.

We're closed.

- Giorgos, the check. - Right away.

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Be careful, Yannis!

They've killed him!

We're the press.

How was the situation before, during and after the peace march?

When the people who marched for peace appeared,

did the oficial in duty saw the illegaly parked car?

Did the police took the neccesary measures during the march?

Why was traffic prohibited and one couldn't enter the city?

In sight of the manifestation and the huge fanatism,

why did the police didn't dissolve it before the boycott?

What does the minister think about the identity of the driver...

the president of the anti- communist crusade?

Isn't that an abuse of authority?

I beg you, please.

Deposition ofAntonios Papageorgiou...

reporter, publicist and ex-prefect.

What is going on in the backyard?

The prisoners are taking their evening walk.

Up down, up down, up down...

Close the window.

Mr. Lawyer of the district...

the signature below, Giorgos Fantakis, contractor,

in prison for a misunderstanding...

and waiting for a fair trail...

to solve the misunderstanding...

and to return to society,

an evening of last month,

the 12 of january of 1964, to be precise,

I heard some knocking in the wall of the next cell.

And since I had been in prison,

because as a youth I got carried away by the rebel movement,

to which I already renounced,

I immediately knew it was a code between prisoners to communicate.

You know better than me...

that there are still prisoners serving a lifetime in prison...

since the times of the war of the factions.

I got near the wall...

and deciphered the message.

You need a shave, right?

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Today the town has won, the democracy.

16 of february of 1964 will be remembered as an historic day.

A victorious day for the democratic forces.

Long live Papandreu! Long live democracy!

If I love you and you love me...

soon you will hurt yourself.

You will come back, but won't find me.

You will come back, but won't find me.

Why do you want to lose me forever...

and cry bitter tears?

Long live Giorgos and his violin!

Today I've come to tell you...

that right in this moment...

there's a left conspiracy brewing,

and there's a secret paramilitary organization...

called ASPIDA, created by the officials of the left,

it is related to the Center Union...

and it conspires against the life of the king.

During the following days I could transcribe...

all the details of the plot. Dates, places and names.

With all that, I'm ready to testify to you, wherever you want.

Sign.

With courage we go to the fight...

we march for freedom.

They hit, opress and give...

the slaved town its freedom...

the slaved town its freedom...

the slaved town its freedom.

Cheers!

Cheers!