Original subtitles

Years passed, Marko became

a close collaborator of Tito.

In Belgrade, in 1961, he paid his debt

to his great friend, Blacky.

Episode 3

Hello.

I have something very important to tell you.

Could we meet tonight?

Pleasure or serious business?

We should meet.

- I'm not sure if I would have time. - You better have time.

Is that a threat or what? - Not at all.

God forbid.

Yes, that's a threat, Mustafa. - No, not at all.

Threatening me? - Who am I to threat you!?

I just want you to meet in private.

A shipment of weapons has disappeared.

This is the last time that you talk to me like that, is that clear!?

Now get lost and be smarter next time.

Don't cut the branch you are sitting on, Mustafa.

- We will meet, Marko!

The movie director is here again. You misjudged him.

Comrade Marko...

I must ask you again... Could Comrade Natalia be in the film?

No.

But this film is based on your memoirs

and she is our greatest actress!

Exactly. The film is dedicated to the Revolution, not to us.

Will you at least visit the set? - We'd be honored.

That may be.

You see...

We have not even started the movie and they are fucking me already.

Comrades...

it is my honour to inaugurate this Cultural Centre

as well as unveil the statue of our Hero, Petar Popara Blacky.

Blacky symbolizes our anti-fascist struggle!

His image and work will forever be remembered by us, his friends,

his comrades in arms,

and by future generations who from early youth

will come to this Cultural Centre

to inspire themselves with the ideas for which

our brother, our comrade, our friend,

our Blacky gave his life and youth.

I'll use this occasion,

even if it means taking your time, to quote some lines

from my last book of poems on the Struggle for Freedom.

"Why is the wind always blowing when we remember our beloved?

"Why does the wind beat the windows and doors of our brothers?

"Is the wind only blowing or is the sky crying with us?"

Petar Popara Blacky, our friend!

We honour your memory!

We honour his memory!

My God. He looks so alive.

Is it moonlight at noon

Is it sunshine at midnight

From the skies above Light is beaming

Nobody knows, nobody knows...

Marko!

More light!

Dad!

Dad!

Bring some water!

What happened? Marko!?

Nothing, my friend.

The Gestapo tortured me.

Fucking fascist motherfuckers!

Fucking fascist motherfuckers!

Let me go out and I would kill all those assholes.

Not yet.

Let me go out with you and the war will be over in 3 days.

- Not yet. - Why wait?

Tito orders you to wait.

Did you meet Tito?

Yes, we were sitting like this.

Cheers.

Tell me, what kind of a man he is?

- Modest and humble.

And he loves people. He only takes care of people.

And he likes jokes.

You know, he is so serious,

... and then all of a sudden... - He start to make jokes.

Listen... He is one of a kind, my bro.

- How tall is he?

Well, he's tall like us. Maybe a bit taller.

Maybe, a head taller.

He said to me:

"Give Blacky my regards and tell him not to move.

"He'll be precious to me in the final battle."

- He said that? - Every word.

He sent you a watch.

No, Marko, I can't...

With a dedication!

To me?

To you.

Comrade Tito

we swear

to you

We swear to you

Comrade Tito

we swear to you

That we won't

abandon your path

Comrade Tito

you, the hope of the people

You're loved

by the old

and the young

Comrade Tito

our spring flower

Serbia

will not forget you...

A blue violet

... has bloomed...

Faster, faster!

Let's go, people! C'mon!

My compliments, Blacky.

Shake hands with Comrade Marko. Not with me, with Comrade Marko.

Attention!

Present arms!

Comrade Popara, the unit is ready for inspection.

Are we having a bath?

Aren't we?

Yes, a bath!

Prepare for pyramid!

What about our business, grandad?

It's... difficult!

Are you working on the time?

I'm reducing the hours for them as you said.

Six hours per day!

Don't overdo it, okay?

In 20 years, I've saved them 5 years.

You can imagine what 5 years less

in a cellar means?

Did anyone complain about me? - A bit.

People use to complain against rulers.

- Do I look like a ruler. - Yes, you do.

You're up, and we are down.

- Truth? - Yes.

Would I ever come in this cellar and see that you are not crying?

- You know that it's...

S-S-S-Soni's birthday.

- And that's a reason for crying? - Yes.

Twe-Twe-Twenty... y-y-years.

Well, congratulations, my sunshine. Congratulations.

All right, all right.

20 years.

My heart.

And you stop crying!

You know that... He has never...

... seen a ban...ban...banana.

A monkey...

Understand? - Understood.

- Ask him now for the wedding. - I will.

- Marko, let's go for a drink. - Yes.

Comrade Marko, welcome to my tavern. - Thank you, Pigeon.

- Can you get me a black suit for the wedding? - No problem.

Thank you for the wedding. - I'm sorry we couldn't do it sooner.

- And after the wedding, we are going outside to fight.

- What are you saying? - We're going outside to fight.

- What do you mean "we", Jovan? - Me and Dad.

First we're going to free Aunt Natalia and then to final victory.

- I'll come with you. I don't want to die here like a mouse in a hole.

- Stay out of this, grandpa! - What is this boy talking about?

- Rubbish. - Why rubbish, uncle Marko?

You have disappointed me, Jovan.

Don't you know that entire Germany is looking for him?

Did you know that, Jovan? Did you? - No.

- This is the last arrest warrant. See. Look it here.

Blacky, the most wanted criminal.

Look. The photo doesn't look like me. Fascist motherfuckers.

- They would kill you as soon as you would get out. - Nope!

So help me God. I'm telling you.

Here is the map, given to me by my father.

My grandpa gave this to my father and my father to me.

Using these tunnels...

... you can travel in any part of Europe. Look here.

I see that you don't believe me. Just a moment...

My Jovan was born in this dark place...

... and my grandson and grand grandson will be born here?

- No, they won't.

- Oh yes, they will... Until those shit above would wait for the Russians.

200 years.

We've been waiting for them 200 years to come and liberate us.

And they are not coming. - They're coming for sure.

- Yeah, right. I haven't seen them lately. We'll wait another 200 years for them.

My son is dying in this darkness...

Let him go outside to fight and die like a man.

Look it here, mate. - What?

- My trousers have shrank, see? - What's that?

That's it, mate!

Is this a super dick or what!?

A light bulb for you, mate! - A light bulb!?

Fuck! Mate!

- Is that a real thing? - Sure it is. Made of glass.

A 40 Watt bulb.

I have never seen such a bulb. Who did invent it?

- Janez. (nickname for Slovenians) - Wow. A Slovenian.

It works. - It works.

It works...

Comrades and dear children...

Her you see... It works.

We have waited 15 years for this to happen.

- How will you repay to Slovenians? - I'll send 2 crates with weapons.

- Give them more. They've earned it.

We've had electricity thanks to our cyclists...

... our cyclists. - Fascistic scum...

- If he falls down... - Shut you face, moron!

And thus we've won a victory over darkness...

What the fuck is this?

Shut up!

Shut the fuck up, you hear!

Shut the fuck up! Fascist motherfucker!

You hear me! Shut the fuck up!

Fascist motherfucker!

You hear me! Fascist motherfu...

Achtung! Achtung! (Attention)

This is a special report by the German Headquarters.

Today, at dawn, under protection of Luftwaffe...

... German paratroopers have been deployed in Moscow.

The last European fortress has fallen. Moscow has fallen.

Now we can freely say, that the entire world has fallen.

Moscow has fallen. Marko, what's this happening?

I don't believe it. They lie.

They're trying to introduce panic. They lie! - They lie!

- What's this happening? - Calm down.

How can I calm down, son?! Moscow has fallen.

No, Moscow has not fallen. I KNOW that it has not fallen.

Moscow has not fallen, right Marko? - No. They're introducing panic.

It has not fallen, folks. - They lie like dogs!

- They lie like dogs! - I'm gonna see.

People... If Moscow has fallen...

... it would be the best if we commit suicide all together.

- Is everything okay? - Yes.

Moscow has fallen. - Moscow has fallen?

You're fucked up now!

Moscow has fallen, is it!

Recent reports confirm that all major points in Moscow has been taken.

And victorious troops under command of general Schwarz...

... will conquer the rest of the Soviet Union.

Idiot! Fool! Stupid horse!

Who ever told you to write the reports by yourself? - What?

What else has been left to conquer?

What else has been left to conquer?! What?!

Anything. Anything but Moscow. Never Moscow. Is that clear!?

Moscow can not fall. Ever! Is that clear!?

Broadcast a denial. Stupid horse!

Attention! Attention!

This is a special report in 6 p.m.

New reports confirm that battle for Moscow continues.

During the night, the troops of general Zhukov,

... have bravely resisted to the attack...

... and forced German invaders out of the city.

Moscow has not fallen yet. - Dad?!

- Moscow has fallen, is it? Fuck you.

Moscow has not fallen! - Moscow has not fallen! Yeah!

Fucking fascist motherfuckers!

Son! - Dad!

Moscow has not fallen! Moscow has not fallen!

I don't want on the rear seat.

- So, what do you want? - I want the front seat.

Police does not allow that. - I want the front seat!

- Please, Bato. - I want...

- Hurry up!

- I don't want on the rear.

- You want on the front seat, huh?

I can not be late at the show. - Tell that to your brother. See this.

- You are deliberately doing this to me.

- I can only use force. - A force!? - Yes, force.

- Force against sick kid? Shame on you.

- But honey, he doesn't want. - What? - To get into my car. He bites me.

Don't tell me that. - But he bit me, see.

I don't wanna see anything. I have to be on time for the show!

Do whatever you want. I cannot stand this any more.

All right.

I don't want it! I don't want it!

I don't want it! - Oh yes, you will.

I don't want it! - Oh yes, you will.

I don't want at the rear. I want at the front.

I don't want it! - Oh yes, you will.

We're late!

I don't want it! I don't want it!

Watch out, moron! Turn right!

Marko! - Quiet.

Marko, I wanna ask you something. - Go on, ask. But don't yell.

- Will Blacky come again for my sister? - No, he won't! Shut up!

Why are you yelling at me!? - I'm not yelling.

- Yes, you are. - No, I'm not.

- You're not yelling at me? - All right. I'm yelling. Yes, I am.

Sure you're yelling. So why don't you say so!?

- All right. I'm yelling.

Are you Marko Dren?

You have to come with me to the President's office.

Hi, Janez. - Hi.

- How are you doing? - Fine. - Welcome. - Thank you.

- How is your heath? - I've seen better days.

Ah, you poets... You always find the right words.

Yeah. And wasting time on some shows. - That's not...

- And we bust our ass searching for lost shipments of weapons.

- Janez, that's not "some show".

My wife is in that show and you know that I respect my wife.

Yeah, but she showed no respect when she played for the Germans.

What's this, Mustafa?

Is this a new welcome around here?

And what did you say?

You heard me. - Yes, I heard you.

And I'm telling you to leave my wife alone. Understand!?

You are telling me!? - Yes, you, stinker.

Listen you, motherfucker. I'll teach you to keep your mouth shut.

- Let go!

I gave you this job and everything else you motherfuckers.

You know when I'm gonna let you go!?

When you learn to pay respect to your benefactor, you asshole.

I pulled you out from the shithole. And I'm gonna put you back in.

- Let me go! - Motherfucker!

- Who has been giving you your daily bread!? - You!

- Flush it! - Don't! - Flush it!

- Where are the rifles, Marko?

There, in the harbor. Everything goes as planned.

- Tito has personally requested this investigation.

Selasie and Castro called him and he warned us.

And you keep saying that all goes as planned?

I did receive mandarins from Tito for a New Year.

Fuck mandarins! Where are the rifles?

I have to transport the rifles to the harbor.

And how...

And how it would be transported to the East, to Africa... is not of my concern.

- And what about a million Marks?

Whose concern is that?

What about the money which should have been in Sofia 2 months ago?

What money? What are you talking about?

You don't know, huh? - No, I don't.

Your neck is on the line, Marko. Everything has been checked.

Look... It would be the best if you find a replacement for me.

I've made a request for retirement and I wouldn't survive another heart attack.

Smile.

- Natalia, baby...

Austrian consul Mr. Matheus wants to meet you.

He watched the show tonight and he was delighted.

You are wonderful.

I've watched this show all over Europe. Vienna, London...

... but your Laura is the best. Absolutely the best.

To you, Madam.

- Thank you very much, Mr. Matheus.

Thank you.

Listen you... I've got enough!

If I hear you once more... If I see you once more...

- Let me ask you... - Don't ask anything. You go home.

- Just one question. - Ask.

- Why are you yelling? - I'm yelling, huh?

I'm gonna scream, you hear! Is that clear!

Give me the handbag.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Welcome, comrade, Marko. Welcome.

The man in front of you is Austrian consul, Franz Matheus.

He's been delighted with the show.

Excuse me, please...

- What is your name, please? - Franz.

Franz Matheus. - Franz!?

Weren't you in Belgrade during the war?

- No. - Marko, please.

- And your father? - My father?!

Why all these questions?

- Is that a Balkanic custom to ask those questions?

Or Balkanic paranoia?! - Oh, yes. Paranoia.

- Austrian consul, my ass.

He has grown a beard and thinks that I do not recognize him.

- Marko, please.

He has come here to finish his dirty work here.

He has built a career on war crimes.

He says that he is a Jew. An Austrian Jew.

An Austrian Jew, my ass.

Like I am a Yugoslavian Chinese.

Give me a brandy.

We do not serve thieves. - What did you say?

You heard me. old man. We do not serve thieves.

And what makes me a thief?

You've been stealing the time, Grandpa, huh?!

- And you Gypsies are famous for precise time, huh!?

You've been turning back the hands of the clock. Shame on you.

- So, you dare to insult me, huh?! - You thief.

- Is that so? - Yes.

Stop it! Are you insane!?

What's going on here? Why are you shooting here?

I wasn't me. It was the old man. - Why are you yelling?

Keep your mouth shut while I'm talking to you. Is that clear?

- Yes. - Shut up!

Wise guy, huh?

And we are idiots, huh? - No, I...

I know why you are yelling.

You're acting like you're ruling with this place.

Don't yell like you are in a tavern!

Don't you hear that children learn Russian in the school?

People are in the cinema. Do you hear?

And you're acting like a boss here, huh!?

I've had enough of you!

Give me the watch! Give it here!

You say that this little piece of shit is precise, huh!?

And that my clock... Don you know that I stole that clock...

... from the White Palace? Is that clear? Fuck you...

You see what you've made me to do?

- Comrade Blacky, you've just eaten the last watch in the caller.

So what!?

Get back to your working post! Fuck off!

Marko!

What do you think about my legs? Marko!?

Look at me, Marko!

Special parcel from comrade Marko.

Jovo!?

Jovan! Jovo!

Son!

Good God. Jovan!?

Dad!

Jovan. |Jovo.

I'm coming!

What is it, Dad? - It's coming, my son.

- Who's coming? - The watch. Hit me.

Please, don't, Dad. - Hit me now, when I'm telling you.

Not in the head, you moron. Stupid fuck.

On the back.

A button. - Not the watch.

What are you doing, Marko?

I'll show you.

And now... - Natalia!

Natalia, Spring is coming

on a white horse!

Stop! Cut!

Cut!

Why stop?

What for? Why stop now?

Yugoslav, fuck you and that water! You call that rain?

Stop! Okay!

Will you ever simply say: act?

When'll you tell me to act?

Thank you, lads. Take a break.

Put the water back on!

Here he comes! Music!

Spring is Coming on a White Horse. Scene 34a, take 2.

Action!

The Germans!

Natalia, darling!

Spring has arrived on its white horse.

Rape!

No one will catch

Petar Popara, alias Blacky!

Natalia!

Long live the Communist Party of Yugoslavia!

Rape!

Cut! Stop the camera!

Comrade Marko!

Get up all of you!

Stop the rain!

Comrade artists, be happy in your work.

You are portraying...

great people

who are no longer with us.

We owe them a tribute. Future generations must remember them.

May you live long, comrade artists!

Music!

Cheers, Comrade Marko!

Comrade Marko...

allow me to introduce the heroes of your memoirs.

Get lost! Not now!

Are you me?

Marko! Yes, I am you.

Unbelievable!

He looks just like me.

Where did you find them?

Casting is half my job.

Really? Unbelievable!

We're cut of the same cloth and swapped our books for rifles.

"Shoot, my rifle, for mother to hear you.

"Never will I abandon my country to anyone."

Well, say hello.

What do you say?

She's so sweet!

Indeed!

Franz?

Franz the vampire.

It's very nice here but I feel someone is missing.

God, is he the real Franz or an actor?

Who knows?

An actor.

Yes, an actor...

Unbelievable! It's all just like that night...

When you killed 11 Germans, dived into the river...

- What a memory! ...and saved Blacky and Natalia.

Indeed!

Excuse me, please.

Blacky!

My friend!

God, Blacky...

Why did they kill you, my friend? Why did they kill you?

Can someone protect the actors in this film?

I've been burnt three times already!

Three times!

Comrade Marko, it will be a great film!

The end of episode 3

Episode 4

This is unbearable. - What are you doing?

Bato!

Bato, it's time for the medicine.

Air raid! Come on, comrades!

Let's go! Hurry up! Leave the weapons!

Everybody in the tank!

The aggressor is attacking again!

Don't panic! Where are you going, you donkey?

Hurry up, woman. We'll all get killed because of you.

Hurry!

Comrade Tito, we swear to you...

Tito, Tito, Tito!

Everyone sang the same song

and believed that outside

the fascists of World War II

were still in power...

Come on, Masha, please.

Come on, please. Just a few drops for our Jelena.

- Any luck, Dad? - No, she won't.

How come she won't? - Beats me. She won't and that's it.

I'm gonna call Yovanovich. - Yes, hurry up.

Yovanovich! Yovanovich!

- What is it? - Where's your son?

- Sleeping. - Call him, please.

Help us, Yovanovich, please.

Finally.

It's coming.

- Is it coming?

-Don't cry. - No crying around here.

We're all gonna cry after the war.

You're gonna have a bunch of kids, thank God.

Come on, Jelena. Slowly. Come on, my sunshine.

It's a goat's milk. Come on.

You're gonna feel better. - Come on, sweetie.

Goat's milk is medicinal.

I was grown on goat's milk.

And no man alive can beat me.

Even the electricity cannot hurt me.

Yeah, that's it.

Comrade Blacky!

What?

Comrade Blacky! - What is it?

Comrade Marko is sending this suite.

You see, I have so many problems...

I know. God will be merciful. They will have kids. - Yes, He will.

Listen, watch you steps above, please.

If you fall through the ceiling, you could squash us.

Quiet! Stop that!

Come on. There.

See how it obeys me, huh?! Walk to Jelena. There.

My sweet Jelena. See how it obeys me, huh?!

This is some kind of a trick, Dad. - Really!

There is nothing, see.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Jelena.

I've been waiting for Marko and the Russians.

They should have married before.

Don't, Dad. - Leave me. Everything is my fault.

That's not true, Dad. - Yes, it is, my son.

If I only could see my grandchild...

... and the end of the war...

And then I could die in peace.

Jumping on my head, huh!?

On my head, huh?!

Fuck you! Motherfucker!

Marko!

Marko!

What is it.

He is preparing to go outside with his men. What we are going to do?

I don't know. Write him a letter. - What kind of a letter.

You know... That you love him. Go.

All right. - And...

Prepare a medal for him. A medal for courage.

You hear me?! Fast. - All right.

Comrade Popara! Elite combat unit is ready for inspection.

All available explosives has been placed near the exit.

We're waiting for your further... - Good.

Jovan! Jovan! What's this?!

You've disappointed me again. - Why?

You've greatly disappointed me. - Why, Uncle Marko?

Tito!

You know why.

A medal, man! - What medal?

He's sending a medal for you! - To me?

This is a great day for our cellar, you know!?

By this decree, from the general secretary of Communist Party...

... Josip Broz Tito...

... a medal for courage has been awarded to Petar Popara Blacky.

For special contribution to arms production...

And this medal is an acknowledgement to all of you...

... who work hard all your life for our people and our revolution.

Tito! Tito!

Long live Comrade Tito!

Long live Yugoslav Communist Party!

Long live! - Comrade Blacky...

Let's play for the medal from comrade Tito.

Politely, intelligently, elegantly and... - Play music! Now!

Marko. Marko.

You have a letter.

Let me try.

From Natalia. - Natalia? - Natalia.

"My only love...

... wherever I look, I see your eyes and hear your voice."

I've been told that you plan to liberate me.

"Wait, I will be with you..."

- How come that she's alive, Marko? I wouldn't know.

"See you soon. I'm sending a piece of my hair to remind you of me.

"My only love. Natalia"

But how? - What is it, Blacky?

This is to much for me.

I'm exhausted.

It would be easier for me if the Germans would have killed me.

Don't cry, Blacky.

This is so difficult for me.

What have I done wrong to God, that he is punishing me like this?

I really don't know. - I don't know either.

Who knows then?

Some forces which are out of man's control.

Some dark...

... and horrible forces...

... which rules our lives.

Make a man blind and deaf.

Destroy a man's soul.

A man thinks one thing, feeling another and doing something else.

And all you do, you do against yourself.

And your beloved.

You know that you are doing that, but you are helpless to do...

... anything about it.

Like in a...

Like in a nightmare.

You want to wake up, but you couldn't.

You are just dreaming that you are waking up...

... and every other day is more difficult.

We are in someone else's nightmare, Blacky.

- We're in hell, my friend. - Exactly.

But I want you to know and to remember...

Ivan is my brother, a son of my mother. But you...

... you're my brother of my heart and soul.

From here, see. - My brother.

- My brother.

50.000 German Marks.

Give my best regards to Hans Dietrich Genscher.

And tell him that I love him.

Even Tito loves him very much.

Tell him so.

I love you, too, my Seryozha.

We all love each other.

Give my regards to everybody in Berlin.

- See you again in 2 weeks. - Sure.

Comrade colonel, 50 crates of rifles have been loaded in the truck.

This is for you.

- Oh, you shouldn't have to.

What a thief. It's all right.

Wait!

Give my regards to captain Mirkovich.

And tell him to send me 2 tickets for the soccer game.

Don't forget to tell him that!

Hands up, motherfucker!

Should I kill this one?

- No, you moron. Tight his hands to the truck.

Now we see who's who, colonel Dren.

And what am I suppose to tell Tito now? Where the weapons are sent?

- Like I've told you. Everything goes according to plan.

According to plan, huh? You're stealing the state's weapons.

You thought that we didn't know? - Know what?

You're smuggling the weapons to the West, using this Russian.

I'm innocent.

I protest. I'm a citizen of the Soviet Union.

Tell me what am I suppose to tell Tito now?

I think that we should talk in private now. Man to man.

Without these two.

You two go and watch that Russian.

Am I speaking English? Get the fuck out!

How am I suppose to believe you? - You don't have to.

Just tell me your price. - 20 %. - Too much.

- 15 %. - Too much. - Hey, Marko. This is not a greenmarket.

I understand.

- Where's the money? - What?

- Where's the money? - In the truck.

Stop that, stupid fucks! - He's lying.

You have a wonderful wife. - Really?

- She loves you and protects you. - Protects, huh?

Lucky you. - Thank you.

Call me. Let's have a party together. - Definitely.

- See you. - See you.

Open fire as soon as he gets out.

- Bastards...

Don't worry. Do you still have your submachine gun?

- Yes. - Give it to me.

Cartridges? - Yes, it's loaded.

When you see me there, start the machine and drive slowly.

Motherfucker!

Here's your 15 %.

Fascist terror turns them to ashes. They will rest in peace here.

But they will always remain in our memory and our hearts.

They fell for our country, for Tito and the Party.

Many more will fall,

... but new generations will rise and blossom from their blood like flowers.

Making their heroic part in our history.

- Thank you, comrades. - Thank you, comrades.

Prepare!

Aim!

Fire!

Kennedy, Brezhnyev and Tito were sitting together.

Kennedy said: "Hop, Hop, Hop. We own the Europe."

Brezhnyev said: "Nyet, Nyet, Nyet. We own the planet.

And Tito said:

" A, B, C, here's my dick, fucks! The world belongs to us."

My love.

Please stop drinking, Natalia.

I want the child.

- We shall have a child. - You have promised me.

- We shall have a lot of kids.

We have plenty of time.

Marko, don't ever leave me. - Never, my love.

My heart.

Lisa, Jela...

Rose.

- Sister. - I'm coming, Bato.

- Sis! - Yes, Bato.

- Come here. - Just a minute.

The Russian is waiting for you.

- Sis! - Coming. Here's a medicine.

- Not now.

Tell me a story first. - All right. After a story.

What about "Alice in Wonderland"? - All right.

Once upon a time...

- Sis. - Yes, Bato.

- I've been there. - In Wonderland? - Yes.

Really?

Last night. Mother took me there.

Mother?

Our mother?

Our mother.

Where were you, Bato?

She took me to a wedding.

That was a big wedding.

A young man was getting married.

And I was dancing all day, Sis.

And you know who was there?

Who, Bato?

Our father was there.

And our grandma Yulka.

And our grandpa Sava. All were there.

They've told me that they love you.

And that you don't cry when I leave.

When you leave? - Yes.

You're crying now. - I'm crying.

But only a little.

- Do you love me?

Like nothing else in the world.

I'll have a great time there.

Sis! - Yes?

Sing me that song. - Which song?

You know. Our song. - I know.

"It's snowing. White snow is falling.

The world is like a white fairy tale...

Frost is knocking on the window...

... but our mother is watching upon us.

White snow is falling..."

Bato!

Bato!

Good night.

Are you afraid of God?

You mean, are we afraid of God?

You'd better learn that text as it's written.

Word by word. Understand?

What is this?

What you'll tell him

in the cellar.

This?

You know, that trash like this,

whoever the writer

or the director may be, is still trash.

If they ask me what I think,

here's what I think!

You're a poet, Marko!

Stick to poems!

Natalia, what's missing there?

What's missing?

The truth!

The truth?

Yes, darling!

You know, the truth...

No text, my dear, has any truth in it.

The truth exists only in real life.

You are the truth!

You!

You are supposed to be the truth.

There is no truth, only your conviction

that what you act is the truth.

No, art is a lie,

a big lie!

We are all liars, a little bit at least.

You scum!

They raped me, beat me...

What else did they do to me? What?

Does it really matter if those people in the cellar stay alive?

Yes it does, my dear.

You write heroic roles for yourself

and I get to play the whore.

Anyone can fuck your wife!

Get dressed and put the make-up on.

I said I'd rescue you in time for the wedding. Please.

- No!

Natalia, please get dressed and put the make-up on.

I said no!

I said no!

I cannot be something which I do not believe in.

Natalia! - You animal!

My text is a truth, because it is the life itself.

Why don't you believe that they raped and tortured you?

Why don't you believe that Franz tortured you with electricity?

You did not believe in nothing which they did to us,

... while you played your roles for them, huh?

I did not played for "them". I played for my audience.

I played for my sick brother and his medication.

Why don't you think of something smarter?

Call your men and let them find a real whore for this role.

You fucking motherfucker! - Fucking motherfucker?!

Why the Germans didn't kill me?

Instead of your torturing me, you pervert idiot!

You don't want to play a whore, huh? - No.

You don't want to play what you really are? - No.

You play that for me every day.

Sometimes I can hate you so much.

Natalia! I'm gonna kill you tonight.

Have you read my text, huh? - Yes.

Yes. Yes.

What did you say to Franz when he asked you...

... if you collaborate with the communists, huh? - I don't collaborate.

- You're lying, whore! - No!

- Whore! - No! I don't lie.

- You're lying, whore! - Whore! Whore!

You were carrying weapons to partisans, huh?

Confess! - I've been carrying only some food.

- Food, huh? To whom? Speak!

Speak! - Please, Mister... Please.

To whom?

To some peasants, Sir. - Peasants? Is that so, whore!?

- Yes, to peasants, Sir. - Is that so?

I will kill you tonight. You communist bitch!

I'll fuck you, you communist bitch!

I'll kill you, you communist bitch!

You dirty scum! I'm not gonna tell you anything!

You Nazi swine!

Who's a Nazi swine?! - You asshole!

You whore! Whore!

Speak, you whore! - No!

- You will speak! - No.

Speak! - Kill me!

Speak! - No!

Leave me alone!

Get lost, Marko!

Do you believe now?

Or should I interrogate you again? Do you understand now?

- Open the cellar.

Marko, Marko.

"The sky is burning!" - "A storm is coming!"

"The sky is burning!" - "A storm is coming!"

Dad! Dad, wake up!

- What is it? - A strange woman has come near the well.

Take her to custody.

Will I ever have a proper sleep here!?

- You will, Dad.

- I will... but in my grave.

What should I do with a woman?

What should you do with a woman?

Let's go!

- Dad!!!

- Something is rotten here. - The boards, Dad.

- Like this, Dad!? - Exactly, my son.

Natalia!?

Look what they did to her!

Fucking fascist

motherfuckers!

I love you!

Hear that?

She said she loved me...

What?

Did you hear that?

And you?

She said she loved me.

Silly.

Dad!

I want you to meet someone.

She's gonna be your new mother.

Don't laugh. Come here.

Shake hands.

Tell her your name. - Jovan. - Natalia.

What are you looking at!?

How is your Bato? Does he ask about me?

- He past away.

Fucking fascist motherfuckers.

- Maybe it's better for him. - What's better?

Did he did in pain? - No.

Our mother took him away one night.

And I will join them soon? - Where?

The place where all my folks are now.

- No, you won't. So help me God.

I didn't wait for you so long, to see you dead.

There will be no dying, Natalia.

There will be no dying, my love.

Dad!

What is it now?

All! All!

You have no idea what's going on up there.

But I want to tell you everything, so that I could die in peace.

- I know. I know everything. - No. You don't know anything.

- I know, Natalia.

I know that it is much worse, than Marko says.

I know why he doesn't want to tell the truth.

He wants to spare me.

- He lies.

He lies about everything. - I know that, too.

I would have lied, as well, if I was in his place.

I wouldn't tell him the truth to spare him.

You don't get it, do you?

Calm down, Natalia. Calm down, my love.

This is the happiest day in my life.

You have returned to me. My Jovan is getting married.

That was worth all my troubles.

I would have killed myself a long time ago, if there were not for you two.

Dad! - What is it now?

Excuse me, please.

I really don't get it! Are you so dumb?

- Dad! - Stop Daddy me!

I've told you five times... Kill all pigs...

A sabotage, my son! - No. It's the boards, Dad.

The end of episode 4