Original subtitles

Episode 5

Dear friends, welcome to my son's wedding...

Cut it out!

This day has come at last.

My son, dad has bought gold rings. Give one to your bride.

Do not be offended by the modesty of the wedding meal.

What can we do? There's a war on.

But everything we offer is offered from the heart!

And if there was no war...

And if the times were any better, and if his mother was alive...

Keep it happy, my friend!

Thank you, my friend!

Comrades...

This is the right moment for all of us

to thank Comrade Marko from the bottom of our hearts

for all these years during which

he has looked after us, fed us and tended to us.

I want to say: Thank you, my Marko!

Thank you, Comrade Marko!

Sit down!

Last month, we produced 200 light weapons.

Is that nothing?

No, it's not!

Bravo!

Thanks, Marko!

But our greatest success is our tank,

the one we made with our own hands!

I am happy and proud of the fact that the time will soon come

when we shall use our tank to liberate our country for good!

Tank... forward!

Congratulations, comrades!

Congratulations!

Thank you, uncle Marko.

Whose brats are these?

They belong to us all. Play, you fucker!

We...

The two of us made this together...

You shouldn't have. Thank you, Ivan.

Come on, I have something to tell you.

I need a quick word with him.

Listen...

as soon as everyone's drunk, we'll get out to fight.

Not a drop until Liberation!

Marko will be angry.

I've waited for Marko, the Russians, Tito and the Party

for 15 years! The time's never right.

The time is now!

Let's kill the scum and end the war!

That's it, my son!

Let's go!

Let me go!

You little bastards!

Stop drinking, Natalia.

- Give me the bottle back. - What?

- The bottle! - I'll give you the bottle all right!

Here!

Stop drinking when I tell you.

I would but I can't look at you when I'm sober.

You can't look at me but you can look at him?

I thought I could but I can't either.

You can't look at him either?

See this? This is for you.

And this is for him.

I drink brandy and you've been drinking my blood for 20 years, motherfucker!

Natalia, you fucking bitch!

Fuck you and your fucking mother too!

Where's Blacky?

How are you?

Darling! What is it, darling?

You're crying!

Why are you crying?

I don't know.

Are you happy?

Yes, I'm happy!

Are you crying because you're happy?

Is it moonlight at noon

Is it sunshine at midnight

From the skies above Light is beaming

Nobody knows, nobody knows

Nobody knows, nobody knows

What is really shining

Motherfucker!

What's wrong with you?

My time has come at last!

Cut it out!

You too! Here you are! I've had enough of both of you!

Enough!

You pathetic little man!

What do you want?

What's wrong, Natalia?

I wasted my youth!

What youth?

Twenty years! Twenty years of my blood-stained life!

This is a catastrophe!

This brandy's good!

It's strong! Real strong stuff.

The monkey's getting into the tank!

A catastrophe!

The gun's moving!

He's moving it! A catastrophe!

Some wine, Natalia?

Shit, I lost!

And I chose the rules.

If there was no war...

Otchy

tchernye...

Otchy strasnye...

I'd have been the leading lady of the Moscow State Theatre.

I'd have performed in my mother tongue...

What's this rubbish?

Since when has your mother been Russian?

You're drunk!

Listen to me...

You can't talk to her as if she was your wife!

Understood?

You're absolutely right!

Every good party needs a Russian song!

Without the war, I'd have been

the Yugoslav Mayakovski.

I'd have gone to his grave in Moscow,

bowed and said:

"You were heard from the heavens like thunder.

"We marched along behind you." Left! Left!

No one will listen.

The monkey's in the tank!

He's smart and trained.

- It's a catastrophe! - Get lost!

What did you want to tell me?

Something terrible.

So tell me.

Later, I don't want to spoil the wedding.

Tell me, don't worry.

What?

You love Marko, right? I know that.

- It's not that. - It is!

- It's not. - It is!

It's not that. I wanted to tell you this is all a lie.

Our whole life is a lie.

And I can't live without you!

You can't?

Oh, come on...

Music!

Stop the music!

Did you hear what I said?

My son! Listen carefully to what I say.

Never trust a lying woman.

I won't, dad!

You're frightened, Colonel, aren't you?

Stop drinking and talking rubbish!

Frightened?

Colonel...

I'll kill you! I swear to God I will!

How could you kill me? I've been dead for twenty years.

Try it. Maybe they'll promote you to Secret Service General.

Stop it!

You couldn't give me a child, so kill me!

Maybe you can manage that!

You're evil!

What am I?

A murderer! A criminal!

A thief!

So I'm evil?

- Worse than that. - Worse?

Do you know why I'm so evil? Do you?

Do you know why?

You're damned!

Because I love you.

I love you!

When you fell for me,

you put these people down here to live, die and work for you!

Because I love you, don't you see?

I can't live without you!

Do they miss anything?

Yes, a lot!

You dragged me into your crime...

because you love me?

Only because I love you!

What else do I have? Children? Friends?

You have nothing!

I have nothing...

but you...

if you want that.

My God...

You lie so beautifully!

I never lie!

What are you doing, my... friend?

Just talking.

Talking?

And you have to talk in the dark?

The noise disturbed us.

The noise disturbed you?

The party disturbs you?

- My son's wedding disturbs you? - You misunderstood me!

I understood perfectly, believe me.

I have a headache.

How surprising!

Look at them.

Give it to me...

My friend...

let's break the tradition of a friend

killing his best friend.

Here's the gun...

Do the rest yourself!

- You know why? - I know.

I think it's fair.

I'm a free woman!

A catastrophe!

Now we'll see whose mother will mourn.

Dad!

Jovan, my son!

Get the weapons!

We're going!

Outside, to end the war!

Soni! Soni!

Dad?

The Germans will kill us.

But, dad...

Stop daddying me!

Come on!

We're off to war, not to a brothel!

The Germans will kill me!

Right!

Women and revolution don't go together. Untie us!

Don't cry, Natalia. We won't be parted long this time.

I'll wait for you!

I'll wait for you!

Jovan, my son!

Dad!

Smell the Danube?

I don't.

You really get on my nerves... Come on!

Dad! - Keep quite. Go on.

- A gate. - A gate.

- Charge!

- Charge!

- Charge!

- The Germans. - What's that, Pa?

- A streetcar. - What's that? - A bus on rails.

- And what is... - Stop asking stupid questions. Go.

Fuck!

- 62, 64, 66, 68... Fuck!

- 2, 4, 6...

Madam, where's Jovan? - They've gone outside.

There was a small arms fire. - They will betray us.

- They will not be able to betray us. They were killed.

Natalia.

- 136, 138, 140...

What's wrong with you, damn it!? The Germans are near.

You're so clumsy...

PETAR POPARA BLACKY NATIONAL HERO 1910-1942

The Germans have changed. They are not what they've used to be.

Liberation will be soon.

Look at them.

- They look more like a gang not an army. - Like a gang.

- And they drink. - Yes they drink.

And they curse.

- Look at this statue, Dad. It looks like you.

Yeah, right.

Yeah, keep yelling. Let's go.

A streetcar full of Germans. - Yeah. And other people go on foot.

Listen, how they make fun of comrade Tito.

They've learned Serbian language. - Learned?!

Even a horse would learn Serbian for 15 years.

- One question. - What?

The colour...

You call this green?

Dark green.

You call this green?

Green!

Motherfuckers...

Fuckers!

He hates the colour.

Green!

Fuck your green!

Torturer!

Criminal!

The director is waiting for you!

Keep on pissing...

Keep on pissing!

Not for long...

Not for long!

Anyone else for the movie set? - Yes me.

You'll come with the next ferry.

Hit out, son!

Not me, you moron! Fuck!

You dare piss on my city?

- Dad's city! - My city!

Dad!

- Just like me.

Come here.

Hold this.

- Jump in, son!

- We gonna fall in the water. - Don't worry. I was a champion.

September 3rd, 1939. A race around Kalemegdan.

Women, champagne and... - Dad!!!

Soni!

(Speaking gibberish)

- Have you seen a monkey?

(Speaking gibberish) - A monkey.

We are at this historic spot

where in the year of 19...

1942...

cowardly criminals murdered our National Hero,

Petar Popara Blacky.

Don't be afraid, my son! Don't be afraid.

What was that, dad?

A pheasant.

Is it dangerous?

A pheasant? Dangerous?

It's like a wild hen!

There's the sun.

That's the moon, my boy.

The moon.

Where's the sun?

The sun is asleep.

It is resting.

Come on!

Keep down!

I'm just saying that you

look so much like Franzi, and Franzi is short

for Franz.

Because "i" is the smallest letter.

Here we are!

Franz!

See that blond man, son? That's Franz.

Look at him.

He hasn't changed in fifteen years.

That's Germans for you!

He tortured you.

And sent Natalia to a camp.

Perfect!

A disguise? He thinks I won't recognize him.

What's the other one doing?

A collaborator!

Franz!

Look at that man over there. What is he doing?

He's listening a broadcast of a soccer game.

Probably the prisoners in camps, playing who's gonna survive.

Who lose a game, lose a life.

What's all this smoke? Sabotage or what?

Let's make the execution look as natural as possible.

What?

Dad, he looks like you!

- Who? - That one!

The skinny one?

You really get on my nerves!

I could belt you at times. You're just like your mother.

I don't believe it! You ask me to act naturally!

- I didn't say that! - Yes, you did. I'm not stupid.

You did say that.

Honestly...

Come on, don't be touchy!

Honestly, I don't know what I'm supposed to do now!

Hold on!

Is this natural for you?

Honestly, man...

Come and shoot me personally!

That's it!

Here's the gun and the camera, now shoot me!

The one like you seems very brave.

All brave people look like me.

Are you soldiers or ballerinas?

Look at you!

Come on, roll!

Where's the smoke? Never there when it's needed!

Get away from me! Now!

Look what he's doing. He'd stop at nothing!

That's true. But he's the best I've ever worked with.

And I've worked with quite a few...

He gives us room to improvise.

Get lost! Get away from me! I can't concentrate!

Tell her!

Get to your places.

"Spring Comes on a White Horse", scene 32a, take one.

Action!

Get rid of that! Get rid of it!

I want to look death in the eye!

Would you like one last cigarette? - No.

Long live the Communist Party of Yugoslavia!

Take aim!

What happened?

That's it! Natural!

That's natural!

Go on!

What do you mean? We never agreed on this!

Go on acting! Don't interrupt the shot!

Act!

Call this directing? God!

Long live the Communist Party of Yugoslavia!

Under the leadership of Comrade Tito!

Fucking fascist motherfuckers!

Don't interrupt the sequence, you idiots!

Throw it, son!

Charge!

Just like me!

Where's security?

Security?

Comrade, you want a ride to West Germany?

West Germany? What's that?

Are you a Russian? We drive to West Germany.

We are coming from East Germany.

East Germany? Why are you going there?

To find a job, to work. - To work in Germany?

Yes, in Berlin.

And how is it in Russia? - Terrible.

Terrible? In Russia is terrible?

- Yes, terrible.

And it's gonna be even worst.

I'm looking for

my monkey, Soni...

You haven't seen him by any chance, have you?

You're looking for your monkey?

Yes, his name's Soni.

He won't shot anyone anymore. I killed him like a rabbit.

- Fascist motherfucker! - Fucker!

Could anyone start protecting us artists?

Could anyone look after us? We work day and night

for our comrades! And we go through hell!

Calm down.

What do you mean, calm down?

We could've been killed!

You do your job, let me do mine.

I can't do my job!

You must protect my set and my life!

My life was in danger here!

I'll tell you...

I didn't want to in front of him. He's responsible.

- It's his fault. - Whose?

The director's. Shouting all the time:

"Be natural! The more natural, the more terrifying."

And what happened? He got his natural and terrifying.

Honestly...

The Moon!

The Sun is sleeping.

It's sleeping during night.

Dad!

A horse!

Jovan, sunshine, that's a deer.

A deer?

That's how you drew horses.

It's a deer.

Jelena!

It can't be Jelena, sunshine.

Calm down, son, calm down!

What's that?

That's nothing. Just a fish.

I fished 25-pounders right here before the war.

God, I was really scared.

I was afraid for Jelena.

Don't be afraid, my boy.

I want to go back to the cellar.

The End of episode 5

Episode 6

How beautiful this world is!

Congratulations!

I was a great goalkeeper before the war.

Go on, shoot.

Again.

Again.

Bravo, Dad!

Look at your dad.

Left, left...

Careful, dad, you'll drown!

Come for a swim.

Come on, sunshine!

Come on in! Do you hear me?

Jovan, my son!

Come on!

I can't swim, dad!

Don't be afraid, son.

Dad's here.

Come on, swim!

First your leg! Then your arm!

First left! Then right!

- I'm swimming! - Of course, I'm holding you.

Close your mouth!

Where is the kid now?

He really gets on my nerves!

Son!

- Get him! - Get him!

- Comrades, I can not find my son. I've lost my son.

Fascist motherfuckers!

PETAR POPARA BLACKY Psychiatric Clinic - Belgrade

I love you.

- Did you hear that, Blacky? - No? - She say that she loves me.

Marko, hurry up! Germans are following us.

Bravo! That's it! So naturally. Bravo.

Bravo! - Stop kissing me.

Oh Jovan, my son.

They caught that lunatic who murdered our crew.

- Where is he? Where is that motherfucker?

Spasoye, come here.

Leave him!

- Unbelievable.

- Murderer! - Murderer!

- You killed our movie crew.

- You killed our comrades.

I'm gonna kill you, as well. Motherfucking traitors.

- Unbelievable.

There will be no lynching here!

There is no life for us in this country.

No, my love...

We can't go on living here...

with lunatics...

madmen...

psychopaths...

maniacs...

liars...

thieves...

criminals...

murderers...

Can we?

No, we can't.

We can't, my love.

There.

There's no place for an honest man in this country.

No place at all.

Under the bearing wall!

Take care, comrade Marko. God forbids a catastrophe.

Not again. Come on push. God forbids a catastrophe.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Now turn right, honey.

And now straight ahead.

Hey, Seryozha! We have to go. Fast!

Fast! Fast!

Quickly.

Leave that, Seryozha! Let's go! Now!

Go, Seryozha! Drive fast!

Marko Dren's disappearance coincided

with the loss of the secret formula

of Tito's Yugoslavia.

Tito, having lost his friend,

fell ill.

Twenty years later, he died...

1992 - Berlin. Ivan still hoped to see Soni...

Ladies and Gentlemen...

You are about to see a perfect example...

... of a very rare psychosis caused by the war.

That man lived 20 years in a cellar,

... unaware that the WW II was over a long time ago.

My colleague from Pennsylvania,

... told me of a Japanese patient...

... who was also hiding under ground.

Those men were living in their own devised world...

... believing that the war was still going on.

Mirkovich,

where did this marvel come from?

Officially, he's dead.

Dead? On the contrary, he looks good.

You said officially?

The Yugoslav embassy says so.

A man bearing the same name died in 1941

during the bombing of Belgrade.

He was the zoo-keeper.

Do you know if...

Look

what he drew for me.

If he was an Indian,

they'd call him He Who Surrenders.

He told me unbelievable things.

He says

he lived the whole time in a cellar.

Communism was one big cellar.

The whole planet

is a cellar.

I'm going to Portugal this summer.

Perhaps he could show me an underground motorway.

Happy New Year, Ivan!

It isn't for me!

Why do you cry all the time?

I want to go home to Yugoslavia!

There's a war over there. A horrifying war!

I know.

Not the war you're thinking of.

In our country, there's only our war.

World War II ended 50 years ago.

And the Germans won.

No, they didn't, they lost.

So why are they celebrating?

You're lying to me, doctor.

You work for the Germans.

You work for them, don't you?

Yes, I work for them but not those Germans.

You're a traitor!

What am I? A traitor?

I'll show who the traitor is!

I didn't want to show you this

but look for yourself.

Who's on these Interpol warrants? Look.

Who?

My brother Marko and Natalia.

They're wanted by the police throughout the world.

They killed some people in a cellar, traded arms...

The crates were stamped with a monkey.

Your Soni, maybe.

Where are you going?

Ivan!

What's wrong?

He lied to me!

Who lied to you?

My own brother!

Ivan, where are you going?

Don't do anything stupid!

Ivan, we're not children! Let's go back!

Come back!

Oh, fuck it!

Stop fucking around!

Come back!

Fuck this!

Wait for me.

Where are we? Where are we going?

Ask your employers.

Wait for me, Ivan!

I can't...

I can't go on!

I'll die!

Wait!

Stop, for God's sake!

Which way to Italy?

We don't know. We're lost too. Where did you come from?

Bosnia. Where are you going?

To Yugoslavia.

No Yugoslavia!

What do you mean?

There's no more Yugoslavia!

Can we come along?

Yes, if you pay DM 1,000. They paid as well.

Ivan, wait!

Let's go to Italy!

We'll eat spaghetti!

We'll drink wine! Let's go with these people!

What does he mean, no Yugoslavia?

I've had enough, Ivan.

I'm going to Italy or to fucking hell!

I can't go on! Take care.

Wait!

Wait for me!

Take care, Ivan!

Where...

... have you been?

Blood...

Has anyone seen my Jovan?

No.

Load!

Fire!

Nowhere to be found...

Fucking fascist motherfuckers!

I don't have time to bargain, to haggle over percentages.

I've come here to help you, independently

of our religious, national and political differences.

But I ask only one thing of you: please don't shout.

We'll reach an agreement in a civilized, educated way.

You need me, not the other way round.

Don't worry.

The Serbs kill the Croats and the Croats kill the Serbs.

Don't be afraid.

You're too kind.

Don't mention it.

You're young, kid. You don't understand.

I do, but you've been abroad too long. You don't understand our language.

You're asking too much. Understand? Too much.

Then buy from Hungarians, you fucker!

Yes, it's me.

No, not in Slovenia. I'm in Slavonia. What should I do?

Hey! Come out traitors! Bastards!

- So, you've changed your mind. - Yes.

This is my card with my fax number.

- And the transport. - Like I've told you.

- Via Slovenia? - Yes.

We are under fire. Get out and run!

- What's going on?

He says that some lunatic wants to kill us all and we have to run away.

- Let's go then. - Let's go.

You go and warm up the car, honey.

Ivan...

My brother!

What are you doing, Ivan?

Have you gone mad? It's a sin to kill your brother!

The greatest sin!

Don't, Ivan!

Forgive me, Ivan!

I saved your life three times.

I saved your life three times!

It hurts! Ivan, don't!

Forgive me, Ivan.

God sees everything, Ivan.

God will punish you.

He'll punish you!

Lord, forgive me.

Marko.

What are you doing?

Marko. My love... - My love...

"No war...

"is a war...

"until a brother...

"kills his brother."

My love! Marko.

Come on, you old hag!

Young man, this is my husband.

Move when I tell you to!

What are you waiting for? Get down!

Comrade Commander, we've captured 16 Chetniks, 30 Ustashas

and 3 UN men.

Plus two war profiteers with a Mercedes.

What do we do with them?

Profiteers...

Execute them on the spot!

Comrade Blacky! Pockets searched, soldiers disarmed.

The profiteers' passports... What do I do with all these people?

Take them to the well.

Any sign of Jovan?

No.

No...

I protest, sir!

Me too, comrade!

I'm no "comrade", sir.

And I'm no "sir", comrade.

What are you? Ustasha, Chetnik, partisan?

I'm Petar Popara Blacky.

Which army are you in, comrade?

My own!

Do you have a superior?

Yes, my country!

Fucking fascist motherfucker!

Marko, my brother!

Natalia...

my love!

I can't find Jovan.

God help me.

God help me.

See, my dear monkey.

Who would have thought it?

Nobody.

Imagine that you have a son,

a baby monkey.

And someone hides him from you...

And you search for him for years...

But you can't find him anywhere.

Say, isn't that sad?

And what a son I had!

Do you remember my Jovan?

What was he like?

A strong lad.

Just like me!

There is no more sun

There is no more moon...

Did you hear that?

Did you hear?

Jovan!

My son!

Light of my life!

Jovan, my son!

I knew I'd find you! I knew it!

Who organized this?

Mum did.

Here's to you!

My friend!

Did she really have to come?

She's my friend's wife! Are you crazy?

I know what's what.

What do you know?

I'm not stupid.

They're married! Don't you see?

My friend!

Natalia is a little embarrassed.

Let me introduce you.

Meet my friend's wife!

Pleased to meet you.

Play louder!

That's it, Vera!

Let bygones be bygones.

He's grown so fast. Look at him.

Big guy, isn't he?

Fifteen years, Vera.

What do you mean, fifteen? Twenty!

No, fifteen.

- Twenty! - Fifteen!

Twenty!

I know my own son's age!

My sunshine!

Sister!

Bato! My sweet brother!

You're dancing!

Marko, look, he's dancing!

Look, Marko!

Let's dance together!

Forgive me?

I can forgive but I cannot forget.

Here we built new houses

with red roofs and chimneys where storks will nest.

With wide-open doors for dear guests.

We'll thank the soil for feeding us and the sun for warming us.

And the fields for reminding us of the green grass of home.

With pain, sorrow and joy, we shall remember our country,

as we tell our children stories that start like fairytales:

Once upon a time, there was a country...

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