All language subtitles for The Life and Death of a Porno Gang

Monday, March 5th 2001.

Hi. My name is Marko.

I am 30 years old.

I graduated film direction

I am trying to get hold
of my first feature movie.

Believe me, it's not easy
at all.

Until recently I lived with my
parents, but now I live alone.

I can't say I miss luncheons
with their friends,

mother and father of my
ex-girlfriend.

My mother doesn't do anything,
because my dad works.

My sister is a gold-digger
and she's very good at it.

Dad has a company
for selling air-conditioners.

He didn't even think of giving
me some money for my movie.

But, once he introduced me
to his buddy from school,

who is a producer.

I told you, your thing is good.

But it requires a lot of money.
It does not pay off.

Horrors and SF
are not profitable.

Still, I think it could be
worthwhile.

Everybody would go to the movie
to see domestic mythology.

People like fairytales.
We can sell it even abroad.

World is impatient to see
something different, special.

In that time, I was a total geek.

I ran around and offered
my nicely packed project.

I believed that someone
will give me money for it.

However, these producers
were interested

only in close-ups of very famous
actor saying funny sentences

and nothing more.

During that time, I started
to keep a video-diary.

Some kind of autobiographic
documentary

about young director's attempts
to shoot his first feature movie.

Turn that off, so we can eat.

How did the meeting go?

Not good.

Your dear friend doesn't
want to give money.

I don't understand artists.
You are all the same.

You are all haughty
toward money.

You don't give a fuck.

In whole picture
of me and my family,

my girlfriend of that time
was perfect fitted in.

We were together for six years,
one step to wedding.

What are you gonna do
with this camera?

Film us.

And, how will you film us?

During sex.

No way! Turn that off, immediately.
- Why?

Don't bother me anymore
with those childish games.

When will you grow up?

I have no idea why
Tanja stayed with me,

nor why I was with her.

As long as I was giving money,
she didn't ask any questions.

She had some strange ambition
to become actress one day.

Start shooting
or my back will snap.

You wanted to be in
a commercial, now bear it.

You did it deliberately,
just to torture me, you idiot.

During that period, I made
commercials from time to time.

I didn't have to, because
my old man gave me money,

but I wanted
to stay in the business.

And, I do have a certain
masochistic quality.

I hate advertising.
It's incompatible with me.

Marko's student movie:
"When the pig cried"

Written and directed by
Mladen Djordjevic

LIFE AND DEATH OF PORNO-GANG

Sunday, November 15th 1998.

My life turned around
when I met Cane.

Cane is a porno-director and TV star.

I met him accidentally
in one pub.

The biggest problem with porn is
that nobody takes it seriously.

One is late, one comes unshaved...
Nobody is making efforts.

I am the only one
who makes an effort.

Dude, I carry whole domestic
porn-industry on my shoulders.

We just met, and the next day
he said he trustes me completely

and tried to recruit me
to work for him.

Monday, Novembar 16th 1998.

Are you offering me a job?
- Well, yes.

But, I must tell you...
- Yes...

There is no art in this.
It's just a craft.

And, you have to listen to me,
regardless that you have film

education. What do you think?

Thuesday, December 1 th 1998.

I thought it's stupid
to turn down Cane's offer.

I told myself
it's good opportunity

for my documentary
to take a right direction.

You kneel, take a look and say:
I don't see any leaking, madam.

You will stand here and say:
It doesn't leak there, but here.

You take his hand
and put it on your cunt.

And you pull out your dick...

No, you pull out his cock
and start sucking it.

Upon this, you suck it a little...

We will figure it on the fly.

Dragan, piss off from the shot.
What's your problem?

Dumb ass!
Action!

Lady, everything is fine here.

I don't see a leak.

Doesn't leak there, but here.

We'll fix the damage.

Let me see
what kind of tool you have.

Pera! Pera!
- Who is Pera?

The one who's gonna
give me up my ass.

Pera, stop it! Wait...

What is your fucking problem?
Are you insane? You idiot!

You behave like an elephant
in the teahouse. And you...

You invaded that dick like crazy.
You want him to come premature?

NEW LIFE

I did not continue to make to
shoot documentary next year.

Thursday, October 28th 1999.

It turned out I am not
into that so much,

and that was my excuse
for working with Cane.

I sent everything to hell and
I moved to Borca, to live alone.

I became porno-director.

The feeling that I sank
deeper and deeper

filled me out positively.

Action!

If I cannot shoot movies,
I don't give a fuck.

Bombing of Belgrade
April, 1999.

Fucking great!
Keep going!

Come on, keep going!

Sunday, September 24th 2000.

But soon, first problems
with Cane occurred.

Shit, problem was the movie
I made with his money,

and he had no idea about it...

OBLIVION GRASS FROM SREM
social-political porno horror

Movie is about poor peasant who
decided to cultivate soybeans.

He took a state loan and
bought genetically modified seed

in Bulgaria, because
it's forbidden in Serbia.

Because he bought bad seed,
the harvest was very poor.

From the hole full of
peasant's sperm and fury,

soon a strange plant has grown.

Than one loafer stopped
to piss near by.

He saw a field with
peasant's plant.

Plant's leaves reminded him
of marijuana.

Shortly after, he tried
to smoke it with his friends

Hallucinations the plant
generated were unbelievable.

Soon, the guy became
most famous dealer in city.

He became rich. People became
addicted off his pot.

But, problems occur when
first customers run out of it.

Non-consuming the pot
generates physical mutation

and uncontrolled aggression.

Dealer is enforced
to fight for his life.

That would be my movie.

Unfortunately, Cane didn't
understand my artistic ambition.

I need the simplest
15 minutes long video-clips.

Like you made... this pissing.

Smile... That's right, baby.

Our gastarbaiters want
simplicity, not bulshitting.

They want something
Serbian, simple.

Why don't we try to distance
ourselves from Serbian porn?

To improve aesthetic a little.

You should be
first porn-producer

who will introduce
Serbian porn to Europe.

Are you fucking with me?

Fooling around with Cane's
was a big risk.

Especially because Cane's
brother and partner was a cop.

With artists you must be strict.

Lot of artists were amongst
students we beaten up on '97.

Tuesday, October 3rd 2000.

Here it is.

What do you mean,
you are not coming?

I spent Cane's money
for "Sex bus".

You said you would give me back
money I need for shooting.

Yes, and I shot something else.

You are hooked again?

Stupid junkie!

Cane will never find you in this
shithole.

It will be ok for a while.
- This is your friend's flat?

Yes, some painter.
He gives lessons to kids.

Thursday, October 5th 2000.

Friday, October 6th 2000.

That's how I missed downfall
of Milosevic.

I didn't give a fuck for it.

I just pondered how to fix
problems with Cane,

and where to find money
to give him back.

Monday, October 9th 2000.

Wednesday, October 11th 2000.

I am stabbed!

During my wanders
for killing time,

one night I went
to see some play.

You all abandoned me.

You, mother who nursed me.
You too, my brother...

Nobody has anything to say
to me.

Only this beautiful girl
I see for the first time.

Here's water, brave soldier.
Peace with you.

UNA

Una... Look at her!

How was I?
Was I brilliant?

Fantastic, but we'll talk later.
This is Marko.

I am Marko.
- What about is the movie?

I don't know yet,
but soon I'll find out.

You should draw something
while you are here.

Look at this one.

It's fantastic.

While I watched her play,
it occurred to me

that it would be great to make
porno-theatre in Belgrade.

Pure pornography on scene,

art-plays concerning current
social and political themes.

She was thrilled
about the idea.

Introduce yourself.
- My name is Una Savic.

I am 31 years old.
I was born in Belgrade.

I adore Belgrade.
I graduated dramatic art.

I am a failed actress, I play
small parts in unimportant plays.

I even gave my portfolio
to the Association of Extras.

I would like to do something
radical in my life.

I don't know what exactly,
but...

That's how
Una and I hooked up.

Next day we started to work
on this porno-theater.

I don't know what will
become of that idea,

it's too screwed up
here, in Serbia.

This is where my story begins.

GATHERING

Sunday, March 11 th 2001.

You are totally insane.

VANJA

Look now...

Great.
- I always preferred to watch.

Why are you acting
in the porns, then?

I realized that late.

DRAGAN

Everything for you, bro.
Are you now in charge?

Without this motherfucker Cane?
- No, bro, I'm in charge.

OK. Throw in some action scene,
so I can show my fighting skills.

Do it again.

We'll see.

Porny, when will be the movie?
- I'm gonna fuck your mothers!

SOFIJA

I got a job, as a manicurist.

Didn't you say last time that
you were starting some diet.

Diets are bullshit. I believe fat
women will be fashionable again.

Where did you hear that?
- I read in the magazine.

It's obvious. World is fed up
with those skinny bitches.

This fashion are imposed
by homos.

Why did you do that?
- Because I love camera.

DARINKA and RADE

What's the money?
- In the beginning, without money.

Where is Rade?
- He is inside. Rade!

No!
Igor, Jelena, go play outside.

I am in, bro.
- Great.

May I ask you something?
- Go ahead.

Could you lend us 50 marks?
We run out of money.

You are still on heroin?

A little.

OK, I lend you.

JOHNNY and MAX

You didn't hear, huh?
- What?

I have AIDS,
I'm finished, no more bisiness.

Oh, that... I heard.
So, what?

Max has AIDS, too!
You will work with him only!

Max, do you wanna act
in our porno theater?

What does Johnny say?

Johnny, your pecker is rarity.
It will be our trump card.

Would you like to return
in business? Last ride.

You hear this?
I'm gonna ride you!

PORNO THEATER

What is pornography for me?
Well...

Idea of destruction
constantly occupied me.

Destruction of humaneness,
spiritually and physically.

Pornography we deal with
is rugged and cruel.

Without beautifing it.
It's battle between

Eros and Thanatos,
and Thanatos is wins.

Thanatos makes
a laughingstock of Eros.

Hey, little pretty thing,
throw all the silly things

out of that blond and crazy little
head of yours.

Don't be a baby

Put your nice slippers on, hand me a
cushion, oh,

embrace me gently, relax and just act
natural.

Welcome to porno cabaret,
first porno theater on Balkan.

Along with us, be a part
of exceeding the boundaries.

We will lead you where
you never went before.

We will fulfill
your craziest dreams.

Year is 2010.
We are in Serbia.

Serbs have problem with southern
neighbours who pace toward north.

Serbs are vanishing.

On the streets, you can see
women become more beautiful.

Everything is growing bigger
on them, especially breasts.

In the depths
of collective unawareness,

that's how nation defends
itself from destruction.

Where are you going, girl?

Greetings. We are women
from planet Eroticon 6.

Women rule there.

We come to Serbia to
constitute reign of women.

That's our cosmic mission.

Serbs, beware.
Patriarchate is out of fashion.

Ognjen, is that you?
I almost screwed you.

I knew you were gay.
- I am gay? And your new styling?

Listen, friend,
we are in deep shit.

I have to tell you something.

Look at these two.
Why don't you join them?

Stop bullshiting
and listen to me!

Our planet is visited by aliens.

Some female species,
they want matriarchate.

So, you are dressed
under their influence.

Don't bullshit me.

I am dressed like this
to avoid mobilization.

You are invalid,
you don't give a fuck.

Masked like this,
I attended aliens meeting.

Women reign?
There are more and more fags.

They don't hide anymore and
they take dominant positions.

Come on, perverts!
It's over! Get out of here!

What are you looking at?
Out!

Sit.

You owe me some money,
is that right?

I will pay you back
as soon as we earn something.

I am sorry,
but it wasn't my fault.

I'll give you back money
in a week.

You are late a little bit.
- With interest, no problem.

No.
It is a weak guarantee.

I need something solid, strong,
for a deal. Understand?

Strong like what? - Let's say
...like this!

Asshole!

What's the matter, cocksuckers?
I'm gonna break you in pieces!

Is that right?
Come to me, honey.

You stole my actors too, huh?

I'll fuck your mother
if they don't return to me.

I'll fuck your mother
if my business goes bust!

Laugh! Motherfucker!
Let me hear you!

SERBIAN TOUR

Sunday, April 22nd 2001.

We left Belgrade. We will not
perform there until further notice.

Cane and his brother, cop,
are psychos.

They would do anything
to make our lives miserable.

Stop! - Is this his
editing room? - Yes.

We decided to take a tour
around Serbian villages.

It will be interesting seeing
how peasants react

to our sexual provocation.

We sexually educate Serbs,
expand their horizons.

It's our guerilla mission.

PORNO GANG

"First Serbian porno-cabaret
play is terminated..."

"They gave tickets to minors."

"They didn't foreshadow that it
would be porno show. "Blah-blah...

Idiots!

You saw how
many people left the show.

They didn't understand shit!
Screw Belgrade.

Forget them!

PORNO GANG
- first porno cabaret in your willage

Where are you?
- Don't...

Wednesday, 25th April 2001.

Thank's to my dick!

TICKETS FOR SALE

Welcome to traveling
porno-cabaret,

first porno theater on Balkan.

Along with us, be a part
of exceeding the boundaries.

We will lead you where
you never went before.

KEEP OFF THE LEND!

Frigid whore! Fucking soil!
You didn't bear enough this year!

Frigid whore!

Woman! - Again you've been
with some woman.

I will bleed to death! - I am
waiting to be fucked, and you...

Where did you forget your dick?

For cabaret!
- Cheers!

Give me the plate.
- Take this.

Why did you set on this journey?

I wanted to change my life
throughout, just like you said.

And you? Wasn't it better
to pose for magazines,

than to drag yourself
over muddy Serbian roads?

Trust me, mud is better.

I will practice this just for
some time, then I'll stop.

I hope that Marko's plan
will be successful,

so I can finish my career
on my prime. I am not for this.

I want to have a house,
a wife and children, like my dad.

Let him rest in peace.

What will I say to my future
wife? What did I do for living?

Girls run away from those guys.
They say: You are slimy!

No, you are very sweet.

Hi, I am Ceca.
- Hi, Ceca.

Am I interrupting?
- Not at all.

I just came to say
that I watched you tonight.

Your show is fabulous.
Keep it like that. - Thank you.

Ceca, you are a tranny?

Yes, but I don't like to be
called like that.

My name is Ceca by night.
During the day, I am Mirko.

I am from this village.

Are you as pretty by day
as you are during the night?

Johnny, let's go to sleep.
We are working tomorrow.

Wait, it's not that late. - Right
now, Nikola. You will get drunk,

and tomorrow you'll be
good for nothing. - Cool it.

Well, I am leaving.
- Go. - Fagot.

Marko, who is that man?

Hallo.
- Good evening.

My name is Frantz.
I saw your show, it's great.

I have never seen something
Like that. I am from Berlin.

From time to time I travel
around Balkan, since 1991.

Balkan is great place, impressive
juncture of cruelty and creativity.

I'm familiar with your work.
Something like that

you show in your plays, isn't it?
- You can say that.

Your shows are very daring,
but you can make a step forward.

I am always for that step
forward. - Then we should talk.

I'm staying nearby.
Would you come to have a drink?

Now? - Yes, by car.
- Agree.

I came here 1991. as
a war journalist for DIE WELT.

My language knowledge
was an asset.

I grew up in Yugoslavia. My
parents used to work in embassy.

I was in all war zones,
and finally on Kosovo,

in first lines of combat.
- Great experience.

You like that kind of
extreme situation? - Yes.

If I didn't like it, I wouldn't
have liked your work either.

We are alike. You are
in first line of combat, too.

In artistic sense,
but that's it.

Everything started '93.
In Bosnia.

I followed Muslims
who came to military camps.

I came into battle with them.
I sent articles to Berlin.

Suddenly, I've been contacted
by a person from New York.

He asked me to record
my adventures by camera.

Soon, I learned about world
black-market of movies

with war terror scenery.

Mostly rich people buy it
on extremely high prices.

There was incredibly so much work.
These wars were cruel.

How do you manage nowadays?

There is still business, but
much less then during the wars.

Everything was more secure then.

You could do whatever
you want during the war.

We are finding
material somehow.

Balkan is still a fruitful ground
for these things.

The area of lawlessness...

You see, I fell in love
with Balkans.

But, that love doesn't
bring food on the table.

I am a producer
for a special movie genre.

Snuff movies...

What would you say
if I become your producer?

You could make snuff shows
and film it at the same time.

Pornography stays,
but mixed with violence.

Story, plot, politics...
Everything goes.

You are good at it.
- Do I understand correctly?

You expect me to kill people
in front of camera?

You probably worry how
to find actors for the movies.

Isn't it much easier
for them to come to you?

Let it be people who don't care
about life, who want to end it.

With money I'll give you,

you and your company will be
satisfied, so will the victims.

With this money they could
provide their families.

Don't, Frantz.
I am not up to this.

I insist. This money doesn't
oblige you. Just think about it.

Real artist should explore
where others didn't step.

If you agree, you'll be
the first artist of snuff.

Monday, April 30th 2001.

I was born on easter, my mother...

Frigid whore,
you didn't bear enough...

Frigid whore,
you didn't bear enough...

Hallo. - Hallo.
- We are from town hall.

We would like to talk with you.
- Yes?

Our village can't offer you
hospitality. - Why not?

This is honorable village.
We won't let our children

stole out from the houses
in order to watch your junk.

And, who are you? - Me?

I am Milan Radulovic,
the president of town hall.

Please, pack your things and go.

What did they want?
- Bullshit.

What's going on? - Nothing.
- Should I kick his communist ass?

No.

Breasts..., Don't touch my breasts...

Why are you here?

Who has beaten you?
- My dad.

What time does the show start
tonight? - No show, we are leaving.

Why? - We have to.
Would you like to leave with us?

So suddenly? - Didn't you
say you want to act?

What's keeping you here?

Rada...

I have to go.

Dad will kill you
when he sees I left.

Don't be afraid,
we'll see each other again.

We are screwed.

Where the fuck is he?

There he is!

Who is with him?

Hurry!
Come on!

Sunday, May 6th 2001.

We are leaving tomorrow.
It's not good for us here.

It didn't turn out
as we expected.

Speak for yourself.
I don't complain.

Money we get is not
enough even for food.

It makes no sense.

Second thing,
Johnny and I need medicines.

We stopped with therapy.
- Business is very slow.

Business doesn't exist!

It was better off with Cane, ah?

You didn't have dime for smokes!
He treated us like shit!

I didn't give you any promises.

I said to give it a try.

If someone doesn't like it,
he can go back to Belgrade.

My life story. I grew up
in remote mountain village,

Friday, May 11 th 2001.

Which one can't leave during
the winter, and not only

during the winter.

My first sexual experience
was with a sheep.

I lac... I called her Blondie,
after my favorite singer.

Come to grandpa
to give you up to ass.

Take off your clothes!

His pecker had a stroke!

Shortly, Blondie was slain.

I hated my father because
of this. I cried my eyes out.

Even it was long time ago,
Blondie still comes to my dreams.

You whore!

Tuesday, May 15th 2001.

We asked around
about you.

You made problems
in Belgrade too.

And now you came
to shit on our threshold.

You are young, you should
devote your life to creation,

and not to this.

City crap!

Chubby, did you pee?

Yes.

Do you have a boyfriend,
Chubby?

My name is Sofija,
and I don't have a boyfriend.

Why such a irresistible girl
doesn't have a boyfriend?

Huh? What do you say? Did you
ever touch such a pecker?

It's small.
I don't touch little ones.

What is it?
Shall we make cracklings?

Fucking bastard.
Drop dead!

Come on! Come on!

OK, I will let you go.

But you must leave my district
immediately. Clear?

Sure.

Stop!

What are you doing?

Stop! Lie down!
Hit him!

Hey, little pretty thing,
throw all the silly things

out of that blond and crazy
little head of yours.

Don't be a baby

Put your nice slippers on,
hand me a cushion, oh,

Embrace me gently,
relax and just act natural

Make me some coffee
and a nice sandwich

Be a good host and satisfy me.

They stole all of our money?

All of it.
I am gonna kill them.

We will starve to death.
Where will we find food?

I can't stand it anymore.
- Stop bullshiting.

We will hunt something.

Seems it's not
a good moment for visit.

How did you find out
we are here?

I find out everything.
Did you consider my offer?

I did. - And?

How did you know
I would not report you?

Even if you did,
I'd be in front of you again.

But, what about
my proposition?

I am in.
- Great.

I just have to ask others.

I am glad we will
cooperate.

If they agree,
then we will cooperate.

SNUFF

However you want...
- Creepy idea.

I don't like it either.
Do we have to do this?

Money is good.
More than good.

You two?
- We staying.

Of course I am staying.
- Me too.

I just won't kill animals.
- Lf we make those movies,

actors will be only volunteers,
who already opted for the end.

If we make a deal, Frantz
will send us the first one.

You don't have anything
to fear of. You decide.

Who doesn't stay,
can go to Belgrade at once.

I'll give him money,
Frantz gave me some for start.

Wednesday, June 6th 2001.

Everything seems so
unbelievable and horrible.

What if somebody really consented?

You and I have decided to go
all the way, even before we met.

We were eager to see
face of the horror.

We will shoot a few movies,
take the money...

I'll ask for lot of money.
I saw he was rich.

Then, we can return to Belgrade
and do the right things.

Where are you from?
- The village near-by.

I wanna see how it looks like.
I like movies.

You know that you have to go
all the way to the end?

It's gonna be painful.

Frantz told you that
your family gets the money?

I only have mother. I wouldn't
give a penny to that slut.

Action!

Nobody left the company.

It was hard in the beginning.

We almost didn't speak
with each other.

When the shock passed,
we returned on track.

Shows were still
our primary business.

Chances for a snuff are rarely
presented.

When I started shooting
this movie,

I didn't have any idea
where I will end.

Thursday, June 28th 2001.

How much is it?

"Hoffman" is 25 marks.

10 marks for half a gram
and 15 for a gram of heroin.

150 for coke, but it's pure.

Ecstasy is 10 marks,
five for 40 marks.

You raised prices a bit, huh?
- Why are you complaining?

At least, now you have
the money. - OK, give me.

Rade, don't drug my crew.

They will be even better
with this.

These are for getting high.

Two of us... it won't go.
- Why not?

I am sick.

I don't plan to live forever.

What have you done in the forest?
- We gathered mushrooms.

That's how you call it?

Why do you care what we have
done? Get off my back!

What have you shot?
- I was shooting nature...

Stinking hermaphrodite!

Faggot!
I'm gonna kick your ass.

Whore!

Ceca, don't!
Stop it!

Try the muffins.
Delicacy with mushrooms.

The mushrooms you provided are great.

I felt depressed while
we didn't speak.

Me, too.

I guess you trust me now.

We will never separate again,
not even for second.

We won't.

Sunday, Septembar 2nd 2001.

Look how cute they are.
- Yes, they are.

I'd like to have
children. You?

No.

You really don't have a clue.

I'll return tonight.

My name is Stevan Savic.

I was born 1968.
In Kragujevac.

When I was three,
I went to France.

We, Serbs in France,
had an opportunity

to watch and listen Serbian news.
Under their influence,

I came back to Serbia
and went to Croatian battlefield.

As soon as I got there
I was trained for sniper.

When I finished training,
I got nick name Terrier,

because I could lie motionless
for 48 hours, waiting for victim.

I pissed and shat in my pants.

I remember one event in the
beginning of the war in Croatia.

We entered one yard.

In the yard, naked girl was
crucified on the iron bed.

Previously she was raped.

Her head was cut off and
placed on the plate next to bed.

When these wars finished,

I settled in this village.

I live here, with my wife and
two daughters, Ivana and Sanja.

I am dying of the liver cancer.

It's an after effect of AIDS.

I sickened on the front,
trough the needle.

You asked me
do I feel repentant.

I killed civilians,

I killed soldiers,

I killed women and children.

I repent! I do!

Money I earn with this movie
will help my children

to get out of poverty.

That will be the only good thing
their father ever did for them.

Action!

Hi, soldier.
You are lonely, I see.

Hi, beautiful.
- What is bothering you?

I am far away from home.

I haven't seen my wife
and children for three years.

I can help you not to think
of them for some time.

I am versed in healing soldiers.

Can you help me
to forget the war?

Of course.

I am Mistress of the night,
and I am almighty by night.

Hit it, fat slut!
Strike!

Cut!

Sofija!

Sofija, where are you?

What happened?
- Sofija disappeared.

She just went to pee.
Why are you panicking?

Sofija! Where are you?

Sofija!

Sofija, are you all right?

We were looking for you for hours.

I just went for a little walk.
It's a beautiful morning.

Tuesday, September 4th 2001.

Good afternoon, I am Strahinja
Pantic, homicide and sex

offenses department.

I've been told you were coming.

We found him this morning.

Probably some cult.

It's nota cult,
but a bunch of perverts.

Guys, let's go back.
We collected enough money.

Let's go while
we are still alive.

Johnny, please,
let's go home.

Marko, please,
let's go home.

Wednesday, September 5th 2001.

Honney, mommy's here.
Are you alright?

Daddy and I will come
back soon. We promise.

We will, honey.

Don't cry, baby.

I was born here.

Would you like to say hallo to them?

No.

I am very pleased with
materials.

I like the one with confession
before death. Great idea.

You should use it onwards.

How did the company
respond at everything? - Great.

I am happy because of that.
I have great idea.

Some clients from Europe
and America are interested

to see in person
some of your snuff shows.

We would see about the time
and the place and I'd bring them.

Five or six, not more...

The amount of money
will be substantially bigger.

SNUFF NO. 3
LAPOT

Friday, September 7th 2001.

Make me forget about death
around us.

God helps you.

Grandpa comes to see you
and bring you some refreshment.

Dragan, is that you?

Yes, it's me, grandpa.

What are you doing here?

Didn't you see us last night?
- Yes, I saw you...

I thought the guy had
a similar voice to our Dragan.

Milojko is the only cool guy
from my village. Come.

This Komnenko harasses
whole vilage.

Everybody is afraid of him.
Real low life.

He was in prison three times,

twice for raping
and once for murder.

But they set him free
because of lack of evidences.

People run away from him.

When he is drunk,
he harass everybody.

Few days ago, he tried
to rape daughter of Milanko.

That's him!

Can we repeat?
- No way.

I will provide you drugs
for less money if we repeat.

OK, Marko?
- No.

Action!

Timber!

Cut! Cut!

Fucking great!

Hurry! Film the detail
of the head.

Police! Lay down your guns
and lie on the ground!

Strahinja, damn it!

Stop! Stop when I'm saying!

Tuesday, September 11 th 2001.

Honey is delicious!

You have to eat something,
you can't go on like this.

Are you believer?

I don't know.

I think I don't believe.
- You think?

Whenever I try to define
what I believe at,

I have a feeling
that it is my image,

but enlarged somehow.

Saint Nicolas is protector
of travelers.

Thank you.
- Take care of yourself, son.

And remember,
you will never be alone.

I am staying.

Why?

I had a dream.

What do you mean
you are staying?

What did you dream of?

No more action hero career?
- No more. It's your fault.

Bro... Good luck.
- Good luck to you too.

Sunday, 23th September 2001.

Marko...
Get out, Marko.

Wednesday, November 28th 2001.

It won't ignite. I have
no idea what the problem is.

We have to go to the mechanic.

Tomorrow we are taking you
to the doctor.

It's dangerous, we'll be seized.

You need the doctor.
See what you look like.

Like what?

Like a shit.

This will help you for sure.
Don't be afraid.

Give me your hand.
Just to find a vein.

Thank you.

Monday, November 30th 2001.

My name is Krsta Novakovic,
a farmer from this village.

This is my family.

My son, Milan, my wife,
my daughter in law.

And, this is
my granddaughter, Slavica.

Doctors say she won't live long.
She is deaf and almost blind.

We tried all possible
methods to cure her.

Herbs and medicine women...

I even went to Ostrog monastery.
Nothing helps.

They say these are
consequences of bombing.

Because of some uranium
dropped near by.

Soil is poisoned up to the river.
She mostly played there.

It's like those radiating cows.

This is calf of my favorite cow,
Belka. She died a month ago.

It was born like this.
I didn't want to kill it.

I loved a lot my cow Belka.

With money we earn
from this movie,

my folks will pay
for Slavica's curing.

One doctor from Russia says
he can cure this. We'll try.

With God's help...

You don't love me anymore?
- Why that matters now?

I am not in the mood for sex.

You won't kill this farmer!

Why? We need money.
He needs money too.

You'll give him money
but you won't kill him.

Not him, he is different.
- What do you mean, different?

He didn't harm anybody!

And, you are God and you'll
say who's guilty and who's not.

What shall I say to Frantz?
- Fuck Frantz.

He is dangerous,
he can screw us up.

Beside, we should think
about next jobs.

Don't you understand
what's happening to us?

Don't you see where we are
heading? We must stop this.

Una, what's bothering you? Sex
and death are great combination.

They are nothing without
each other, like you and me.

You are an impotent wretch.

Saturday, December 1 st 2001.

You have to go,
you are busted.

Shit.
- Fuck, it's the worst moment.

Can we finish? - No,
if you want to get away.

Nothing, then.
Let's go!

What are you doing?
Why aren't you finishing?

Shut up, old man.
Today is your lucky day.

Marko, we want
to tell you something.

We are retreating from the
business and going to Belgrade.

Why?

This isnot
for us anymore.

I mean... we started this journey
in order to fuck, not to kill.

OK. We will spend
the night in this motel.

Una left us.
- How could she do this?

Fucking stupid bitch!
- Don't call her that.

Couldn't you have settled it
with her? - We'll be in touch.

I hope you don't intent
to screw up something.

Are you warning me?
- No, I'm just asking.

In addition, it wouldn't be
clever. I have men everywhere.

Even on the places
you could never believe.

I am very glad I learn that.
- Be smart. I believe in you.

RETURN

Monday, March 11 th 2002.

- Police on the Track
of Porno-Gang -

Tuesday, May 9th 2002.

Vanja...

OK, see you in an hour.

Sofija was driving. She was drunk
and they fell into a chasm.

They were dead on the spot.

I wanted to go with them
but I turned sick and stayed.

When is the funeral?
- Tomorrow.

It's only you and me now.
- What about Una?

She is not in anymore.

Hi, Vanja. It's Marko.
What's up?

No, you didn't find her.

I am taking money from Frantz
soon. I'll bring it to you.

I didn't call you
because of that.

I heard you are working
with Cane again.

Yes...

I have the money I owe him,
I would like to give him back.

Maybe that way I will
get rid of his brother.

Don't tell him I'm coming,
I don't want to be set up.

Where are you, bro?
- Marko?

Why don't you invite me in?
- Come in...

Hi, inspector.

I will cut his throat.

I am sorry, Vanja.
- Never mind.

Finally it was my turn
to kill someone, too.

Friday, June 5th 2002.

What's this shit?

A break, please.

You are not a star
to screw us like this.

You are doing well.
Is it the main role?

Let's go out of here.
- That's the reason I came.

Where are we going?
- We are going back.

LAST SNUFF

Love birds,
you are together again.

That calf with six legs
thrilled me. I have new idea.

Let's film freaks in Serbia.
Humans and beasts...

Some people would jerk off
even on that.

We could do it paralelly
with snuff. Let's talk business.

I succeeded to gather
gentlemen for the show.

This time we will secure hideout.
Nobody will find us.

Where's the money?
- It's here.

Are you nervous?
- A little.

Call your guys immediately!
I scheduled for next week.

We are retreating from business.

We will send money
to Darinka and Rade's children.

And now I am taking you
to a romantic place.

Honeymoon.
- Something like that.

Long time ago, here was
the Roman sanctuary.

I wanted to shoot a movie
around here.

I have a feeling
I wasted my life.

I wish I could be born again.

I'm cold.

You and I,
we are eternal travelers.