Original subtitles

(Film reel clicking)

(Soft piano music)

(VHS machine crackling)

(Euphoric music)

(Sinister music)

(dog growling, barking)

Scram!

Get the fuck away from here!

Fiodor!

Fiodor!

Scram!

He's so uncompromising.

He's cute. Hey there, boy.

Good evening, lady. What's his name? He's really cute.

Good evening to you, sir. His name is Fiodor.

He's like a snowball.

Please, don't pick him up! His stomach is very sensitive!

No, he loves me.

(bleeping, radio signal sounds)

Turn down the AC.

Where are you going in such shitty weather?

I'm sorry?

The weather looks like it's the end of the world.

I'm going to the post office. Put him down, please.

(Dog growling)

Young man, did you hear me? I have to go now!

Where's the fire, lady?

(Sinister music)

Put him down!

Put the dog down!

Look at this.

(Police siren turns on)

(Tyre screeching)

What's going on here?

He won't give me my dog back!

She's a bit neurotic, I just wanted to pet the dog. Here, lady.

Fiodor! My little doggy! My doggy...

Crazy woman.

(Sinister music pulsing)

(Heart beating sound effect, tense)

Robber!

Stop that man! He's a robber!

Stop!

(Dramatic noises)

(Heavy slow-motion breathing sounds)

(Loud gunshots, flesh bursting sounds)

(Bullets rattle on the floor)

(Body thuds)

(Triumphant style music)

(Gunfire, flesh bursting)

(Body thuds)

(Electronic dance music kicks in with triumphant style sounds)

(Police siren in distance)

-Stop! Police! -Stop right there!

-Stop! Don't move! -Stop!

(Fair sounds)

(Children yelling on rides)

(Gunfire, yelling, thudding)

(Distant screaming)

-Police! Don't move! -Don't move!

-Stay right here! -Don't move!

Don't move!

Don't you move!

-Get him up! -Get up!

a Film by LUKA BURSAĆ

VIDEOTEKA

(Music fades, distant police siren)

(Thunder)

(Light buzzing)

(Bleeping, radio crackling)

(Thunder crackling)

(Sinister music builds)

(Buzzing, white noise)

(Distant bird singing, dark music undertones)

BALANAR

(Bird singing)

(Soft horse noises)

(Sighs)

(Sinister music)

One.

Three.

Four.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Eleven.

Twelve.

(Gunshot, gasping)

(Wind whistling)

(Tense violin music, wind blowing strong)

(Loud, tense, ringing music)

(Ghostly whispering)

The King of the Gods Sovereign, good light who shines.

Great Moon, Ruler of the living stars.

Turn your kind face to me in peace.

Be kind to me.

The King of the Gods.

Sovereign, good light who shines.

Great Moon, Ruler of the living stars.

Turn your kind face to me in peace. (Ghostly voices underneath)

Be kind to me.

The King of the Gods.

Sovereign, good light who shines.

Great Moon, Ruler of the living stars.

Turn your kind face to me in peace.

Be kind to me.

The King of the Gods.

Sovereign, good light who shines.

Great Moon, Ruler of the living stars.

Turn your kind face to me in peace.

Be kind to me.

(Monstrous sounds)

(Wind howling through cave, water dripping)

(Ice breaks into water splashing)

(Water lapping)

(Fish flapping)

(Heavy wind)

(Birds singing)

(Ice cracking, gasping)

(Struggling, gasping)

(Atmospheric violin music)

(Magical, tense noises)

(Dramatic noises)

(Evil whispering)

(Sinister music)

(Distant birds and cows, wooden wind chimes rattling)

(Chickens squawking)

(Animal noises)

(Sheep singing)

Daddy!

Daddy!

-Stay here. -Daddy!

Don't go near him.

Stay here!

Stay here. Stay here.

Where do you come from?

Which way are you going?

There!

There! There...

(Sniggering)

I'm bored, Daddy.

Don't talk like that in front of a stranger.

Who is he?

God knows.

Where ever he comes from... he doesn't speak our language.

God knows.

Want some more?

(Whistling noises)

Take the plastery.

Play something for him.

(Mellow ethnic music)

(Distant wind)

(Sinister music)

(Thudding, grunting)

(Yelling, struggle)

Daddy!

(Rattling)

(Wind chimes rattling)

(Short sharp panic breathing)

(Breathing intensifies)

(Intense screaming)

(Dramatic noise)

You are a champion for one in distress.

Who protects the body of whoever says his name.

May you enter and exit.

Without being hindered May your soul live.

Being rejuvenated for all eternity!

You are a champion for one in distress.

Who protects the body of whoever says his name.

May you enter and exit.

Without being hindered May your soul live.

Being rejuvenated for all eternity!

(Mysterious music)

I don't believe this.

Fuck...

(Gasping)

(Yelling in anger)

(White noise)

♪ Not so long ago In the hilly Balkans ♪

♪ You had me Knew every flaw of mine ♪

♪ Keep our love Better put it aside ♪

♪ I'm telling you this As a best friend ♪

♪ Don't look at me like that I'm begging you ♪

♪ Try to understand I want no pain ♪

♪ I'll just tell you I love you as a friend ♪

♪ If you need anything Feel free to call me ♪

♪ Let's just be friends ♪

♪ I feel I'm not the right one for you ♪

♪ Though every day, baby, I think of you ♪

♪ Don't be surprised If I don't call you ♪

♪ Let's just be friends ♪ (Sexual noises, heavy breathing)

♪ Don't touch me When we're alone ♪

(Water running)

(Distant music playing)

Honey Bunny...

See you.

(Door opens and closes)

(Funky rap music - lyrics not intended for translation)

DUBAI

(rap music continues)

(rap music continues)

(Music dies down)

Did you at least fuck someone?

Cut the crap.

Chop that food and stop fucking with me.

Fuck? I spent the night drinking with Brka.

Can you believe that fool?

We drank until six o'clock in the morning.

My head is a mess. A total mess.

Wanna burn one?

-Right now? -Right now.

It's in the helmet. Under the lining.

(Cars whooshing, traffic noises)

That sauce... what is it?

-Which one, dude? -That one, over there.

-This one? -That one, there.

-This one? -Yes.

-That's hummus, dude. -Cool.

I already put it. Okay?

Yeah, okay. Cool.

Like they say, 'Be famous with hummus'.

I'd like to take you to the seaside... to Dubai.

-You'd like to take me to Dubai? -Yes.

All you can do is take me to the river.

-Really? -Yes.

-Fine. -Fine.

As long as we love each other, right?

Dubai...

So, what will you have?

(horns blaring in distance)

Can you make one shawarma with no meat?

-We've got falafels, that's meatless. -No, not that.

Charge me a full shawarma, but put no meat inside, only vegetables.

Okay.

You like it?

I'm sorry?

You like the Beemer, right?

It kicks ass.

We're the importers, this one is surplus.

Fuck, we lost count.

I'm sorry, do you want to eat here or take away?

Take away.

There you go. Wait for the change.

It's alright. See you.

(Police siren in distance)

What? You fell for it? Right?

Do you know who that is?

-Do you? -Who?

Don't get carried away, the guy's a crook.

Thirty years ago, he used to be a petty car thief.

Look at him now, the official distributor of BMW.

What a fucking country we live in.

Give me back that money! Give it back!

Fucking dirty money. Dirty money.

The guy's loaded, right?

-Are you working tomorrow? -No.

-You don't give a fuck. -That's right.

Come on, let's go!

Let's play!

(Men yelling, playing football)

Come on!

(Whistle blowing)

-Hey. -Hey. I want one.

You took all the best ones. You Ape.

Why did you say that?

Because that's what you are.

You're a real chimp.

-You're full of salt. -Full of salt and pepper.

(Music plays)

♪ The amount of money I'm going to be making ♪

♪ will hurt your parents feelings ♪

♪ Remember the class, where I taught you all how to make a grain? ♪

♪ That's what I'm going to be doing every single night ♪

♪ Dollar, dollar ♪

(Rap music)

(Rap music continues)

(Dramatic noise, rap music cuts out)

(Distant street noise)

Yes?

I'll take three shawarmas. Medium size.

-We've got no medium size. -What do you mean?

We've got big and small.

-How much is the big one? -Four hundred.

(Car horn)

-I'm asking about the weight. -Oh, that?

(Car horns) The big one is 340 grams, the small one is 280 grams.

(Car horns)

Okay, I'll have small.

One, right?

Are you deaf?

I said three... three.

-Hurry up a little. -Okay.

For our friend here, a little extra.

There you are.

-Wait for me! -I'm not going home.

I'll sleep at Gary's.

See you tomorrow.

See you.

(Dishes clattering)

Sorry kid, I didn't mean to scare you.

You scared me shitless, man.

-We're closed. -I know.

My boss, Petar Racković, wants to meet you. Do you know who he is?

-Right now? -No, not now.

He'd like to take you to dinner, one of these days, when you're available.

He's got this weird shit, half of his employees are people from the streets.

Take this.

My card.

Call me when you make up your mind.

-Okay? -Okay.

Okay.

Bye, kid.

(Sinister music)

Racković is the richest businessman in Serbia

SENTENCED TO

Pumpkin, come here.

I'll be right there.

(Distant music playing)

May I help you?

I've got an appointment with Petar Racković.

Okay. Follow me.

This is your seat.

Hi. I'm Petar Racković.

I'm honored. I'm Aleksandar Savić.

Savić, you say?

I know many people by that name. Where do you live?

-In Žarkovo. -Žarkovo?

Do you know the origin of that name?

-I can't recall. -The legend goes...

Once upon a time, a huge dragon lived there. A horrifying beast.

The dragon terrorized the whole area,

but then, the famous knight by the name of Žarko went there,

and confronted him.

When the knight killed the dragon,

the locals named their village after him, Žarkovo.

However, the Turkish tax records told a different story.

Žarko was, in fact, the tax man.

He used to collect tax money for the Sultan.

What do you say?

I say that the people of Žarkovo don't like to pay taxes.

You can put it that way, too.

-Have you ever been here? -No.

Listen, I'd recommend medium roast beef in the three-cheese sauce.

They've got delicious meat here.

I'll have a taste of that.

-Good evening, Mr. Racković. -Hi, Raša.

-What will you have? -Just a date cake, I'm not hungry.

Fine. What will the young gentleman order?

I'll have that medium roast beef in the three-cheese sauce.

Bring a double cognac with sparkling water and a slice of lemon.

-Do you like lemon? -It's okay.

Coming.

Listen, pretty boy.

I can see that you're strong and tough.

Do you play any sports?

Just football, nothing special.

That's good, pretty boy.

How long have you been working in that joint?

-A couple of months. -That's great. You're a hard worker.

That's good.

Young people today laugh at it. They find it funny when someone has a job.

Isn't that sad?

There you go.

-Do you have a girlfriend? -Yes.

Almost two years.

I don't know what else to say about me.

I was born here, in Belgrade.

I live in Žarkovo, with my grandma. I've been here since my mom died.

Look...

You sit here thinking that I've got everything a man desires in life.

I believe you've got a pretty good life.

I'd change places with you anytime.

How about right now?

Where I come from, money solves everything.

Pretty boy...

You're much wiser than I am.

Do you want her?

Life is too short to be a pussy.

(Sinister music)

(Dramatic thunder noise)

(Ringing noises)

(Opera music in distance)

(Opera music continues)

Good morning, Mr. Racković.

I'm sorry, I haven't seen you.

(Strange ghostly music and sounds)

(Sinister music ringing)

(Rapping music)

(Rapping music continues)

(Music stops)

-How was dinner? -Exquisite.

Exquisite?

A kiss is, the most beautiful meeting in the world.

You are the image of my apparition.

You're a real fool.

Let's go somewhere.

-Where? -Anywhere you wish.

Don't you have to go to work?

No work could separate me from you.

Let's go.

Let's go.

(Bleeping)

(Sinister music)

What have you done to me, you fucking bum?!

-Mister, what? -Leave ma girl alone!

-Hey, old man! -Honey Bunny, it's me!

-Your Pumpkin! -What the fuck is this?

I don't know how I woke up like this! Honey Bunny!

I swear, It's me!

-Mister, calm down! -Shut the fuck up!

Leave the old man alone!

(thudding)

(dogs barking)

Go home, now. You're tired.

You're tired...

(Flesh being bitten) Ah! (Yelling)

Aleksandar!

(Dogs barking)

Pumpkin...

(Violent bashing noises)

(Distant music)

(Door opening and closing)

♪ Dust is all over me Ferragamo scarf on me ♪

♪ All the roads in my memory ♪

♪ I want it all right now Get myself totally wasted ♪

♪ I know that you know

♪ Heavy chain, there's no going back Champagne is our snack ♪

♪ Even when I'm last, I'm still the best I live my dream and it will last ♪

♪ I count my money, money, money ♪

♪ You watch while we drive a McLaren ♪

What a crappy movie!

Motherfucker...

(Dog barking, door creaking)

(Sinister music)

THE PROPHECY OF THE KUPREŠ

(Unsettling music)

(Police siren ringing)

(Siren comes to a stop)

(Radio bleeping, crackling, in-audible chattering)

(Birds chirping)

(Radio bleeping, crackling)

(Unsettling music)

(Cell door banging)

-Is he drunk? -No.

Something else is wrong with him.

He's sick in the head, that's what's wrong with him.

-Where is he from? -Who knows?

He had no ID on him. No wallet, no nothing.

How do I fucking book him?

Book him as John Doe.

Are you okay?

What is that guy?

Who knows.

I'd waste him now. Straight to execution.

I don't know, yet.

-Are you going home? -Yes.

But you'll come to my feast, right?

I've got a shitload of meat, come on!

(Doorbell)

-Welcome! -Happy St. Patron's Day.

Thanks.

-Uncle... -Happy St. Patron's Day.

-Thank you. Please, come on. -Thanks.

Thank you.

-Happy St. Patron's Day. -Thank you.

Help yourselves, please.

Uncle, please.

Jovana made the salad.

-Really? -All by herself.

-We'll see if you like it. -Okay.

-That's it. -Let's praise her.

Please, have some.

(Door closing, unsettling violin music)

Manuel!

Hey!

Is that you?

Who else?

Come here!

What kept you so long?

We had an arrest.

Who got arrested?

Some madman. He had no ID on him.

They found him near Vinko's place.

So, he's the cattle slaughterer, then?

Who knows.

We sent his photos to run them through the database.

Oh my God...

Take care.

Do you need anything?

-Bring some water. -Okay.

And a rag.

(Sinister music)

(Distant sexual noises)

(Distant eerie singing)

(Chanting noises)

Hey, Čale, taking a piss?

Not much of a booking night, right?

(Dramatic music)

(Ghostly noises)

This town stretches across 90 km.

This means that the search area is somewhere about one thousand hectares.

We received a note from Belgrade.

They say that finding and detaining the suspect is our top priority.

He is wanted for the murder of a police officer.

Mr. Minister, please.

In case, God forbid, you get in contact with the media,

remember this, no comment!

This is a precedent! Don't let me tell you how to do your job!

You need to collect all the evidence, all the leads from the cell.

All the security cam footage.

You need to talk to all the witnesses, if any.

What happened here

is a great embarrassment for the police.

It is a large stain on the local police uniform.

If you can't get rid of that stain, I'll get rid of it, along with your uniforms!

That's all I had to say.

We'll form teams, today.

Finding the suspect is our top priority.

Something like this can cost you your job.

If you mess with one of our brothers, you're messing with the whole family!

That's right. That's right.

-Shall we? -You're dismissed.

(Distant music on radio)

(Door opening)

-Boss... -Yes, Kata?

There's a woman here to see you.

-A woman? -Yes.

The widow of the deceased policeman, Čale.

Čale's wife? Sneža?

Bring her in, come on.

Come in, Sneža.

-Hi, Dušan. -Hi.

-Sorry for bothering you. -No, not at all. Have a seat.

Dušan...

I don't know what to do now.

Now, that Čale is...

My life has no meaning, I'll do away with myself.

Please, don't talk like that. You're still young.

-All your life is ahead of you. -No.

Čale and I planned to have children. My folks wanted to help.

Dušan... please, help me.

I'll do my best. Really, the pain is immense.

Tell me, what can I do to help you?

You have to summon my Časlav.

I have to say goodbye to him properly.

What do you mean?

Dušan, I know...

I know that you can do it.

If you want me, I can...

I know... I know...

You're of the Vlach people.

You're a Vlach.

Dušan...

Your people can talk to the dead, I know that. But, don't worry.

I won't tell anyone. Not a living soul. There you go.

No one will know. I won't tell.

I'm the Culture Center manager.

My surname is Serbian, Milosavljević.

My father is from Southern Serbia.

-But I won't tell. -Please, take this money.

But I won't tell anyone.

(Sinister music)

Come on, get going!

(Giggling)

You're pretty.

You're gonna like this one.

(Music playing)

Where did you get it?

I stole it from my dad.

Where are you going?

Night shift.

It's Friday.

Because of the pursuit.

(Music continues)

(Music continues)

(Music continues)

(Music fades off and echoes)

That's Dule's kid.

Who's that with her?

Look at those tits.

Let's go inside.

We're on duty.

So what? We can make a round.

Let's say, we check the premises.

Come on, don't be so stiff!

Come on, dude! Let's go!

(Heart beating)

(Dance beat with heart beat kicks in)

(Distant cheering, people dancing, cheering)

(Funky dance music continues)

(Rap music - in-audible)

Don't you know that there's a maniac on the loose?

I hope he's not here.

Not, while we are here.

Officer, do we check their ID's or what?

Your ID, please.

-What? -Are you deaf?

Your ID.

Routine check.

Underage.

Don't you know that serving alcohol to minors is an offense?

So, why don't you arrest us?

I'll let you off with a warning, but don't do it again.

See you.

(Night crickets singing)

(Dogs barking)

(Door opening)

Manuel!

Is that you?

Yes.

Come here.

What happened with the madman?

Hmm!

Do you hear me?

Manuel.

Why are you so tense?

You should relax a little, you know?

Do you hear me?

Come on, relax... that's right.

Come on, Manuel. Do it for me.

That's right, Manuel.

(Rock music kicks in)

That's right.

(Mysterious music)

(Yelling)

(Applause)

- Bye. - Bye.

(Rattling)

(Children yelling)

(Sinister music)

(Yelling, echoes)

(Tense music)

(Cracking noise)

(Sinister chanting music)

(Sinister chanting music, continues)

(Gasping, music continues singing, chanting)

(Dramatic music)

(Music continues)

(Music in-audible)

(Dramatic rock music)

(Gunshot)

(Sirens, dramatic music)

(Dramatic music continues)

(Dramatic music continues)

(Dramatic music continues)

(Dramatic music builds)

(Music fades out quick)

(Soft unsettling music)

(Music buzzing)

(Sniggering)

(Zipping)

VIDEOTEKA

Written and Directed by LUKA BURSAĆ

(Soft rapping music)

(Soft rapping music continues)

(rapping music stops)

(Unsettling music fades in)