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He asked another to marry him.
-How? -I don't know.
Wait up, honey.
-Dara! Wait! -What happened there?
Maybe they wanted Dara to marry Tomić.
If you're not going to marry me, I'll marry someone else.
No complaints here.
If you have a better option, go ahead.
You really don't care.
You'd be happy if I married someone else!
I wouldn't be overjoyed, but I wouldn't cry either.
Goodbye, Momčilo.
Radmilo is a great friend of mine.
I would give without a doubt let him care of what's dearest to me.
Maybe we could all meet up at a restaurant tomorrow and have lunch.
-Maybe that's not... -No need.
I accept.
I will marry you, sir.
Who is he getting married to?
-It's not Miss Dara, is it? -No, no.
A girl from Belgrade. She's very beautiful.
-My brother told me. -I'm off.
See you.
Why can't you just leave me alone?!
You're disgusting! I hate you!
I've loved him for two years, and I loved him today as well,
when I said I loved you at the church.
I still love him.
SINGLE MARRIED
-Good morning. -Good morning.
-Here you go. -Thank you.
-The Madam is still sleeping? -Yes.
-She's tired from the trip. -Of course.
-We'll wait for her for breakfast. -We will.
We'll let her get some rest.
I'll be in the kitchen. Call me when you need me.
Of course.
Julija made breakfast. Are you hungry, madam?
We're formal now?
How else?
She'll bring it out.
Did you sleep well?
I did.
You did?
I didn't.
Good morning!
You look beautiful, Madam.
Sleep well? Was it warm enough?
-It was. -Great.
Here is some freshly made bread.
Did you see how our apricot tree blossomed and bore fruit in the yard?
We'll make compote, jam, anything you want.
Plums, cherries, currants, all of it.
When you go out, you won't want to go anywhere else.
Bon apetit.
I'm sorry you're unhappy, but it's not my fault, sir.
Is it mine?
No.
Although... maybe it is.
You weren't interested in whether I loved you or not.
When a woman agrees to the marriage, I thought she'd know herself well enough
to feel whether she can live with that man even if she doesn't love him. Pure logic.
But you assured me that women don't use logic.
I don't know you, sir. You're a stranger to me.
You don't have to hate me. I don't have to be disgusting!
Maybe I was too harsh.
I'm not sure there is a nice way of saying it.
You know, I've been thinking, madam.
You were crystal clear about your feelings towards me which I find quite charming.
I mean, how honest you are about your disgust towards me.
In fact, I'm thankful to you.
You've spared me your lies and my self-delusion.
I didn't take you for a girl who would bring her past into her marriage.
I don't have a bad past.
You admitted last night that you loved and still love another man.
How much and in which way, I don't know, but you put him between us.
-I parted ways with him. -But you still love him.
Should a man be a love doctor to his own wife?
And give her relationship advice?
You are so much different than what I imagined.
I should pack up and leave today.
Where do you think you're going?
What are you doing?
What? I don't want to torture you or myself anymore.
Sit down.
Sit down, please.
Please.
Ljiljana, I also want a divorce. At least we can agree on that.
I'll be a gentleman and take all the blame.
But I have one condition.
You'll stay in this house for three months, as my wife.
As your wife?
Don't worry, only on the outside.
But why?
If you leave now, it'll lead to gossip and ridicule.
I'm prepared for that.
But I'm not, Ljiljana.
You'll leave here, I'll have to put up with those people every day.
Please, just give me some time. Give me three months.
I have to come up with a good reason for getting a divorce.
Something that won't hurt your reputation, or mine.
We have to live like that for three months?
-Why, Radmilo? -I'll treat you right.
You can sleep here, I'll sleep in my study room.
You can even lock the door if you want.
So? Do we have a deal?
I owe you that much.
Look at it as if you came to visit a cousin in the province.
Even though you're a girl from Belgrade,
I'm sure you'll be able to endure this boring provincial life for three months.
Please.
-Spare me the irony. -Fine.
-I gave you a promise. I'll stay. -Okay.
The first few days will be the hardest pretending we're in love.
But the neighbours have their eyes wide open.
You'll have to meet Aunt Stana.
She was so happy I was getting married.
I wouldn't want to disillusion her just yet.
Fine. I'll try to play my part well.
Just one more question.
How close were you...
...to the man you love?
Considering we're getting divorced in three months...
...I believe that question is pointless.
It'll stay my little secret.
Come in!
Excuse me.
I was wondering if Madam would like to join me in the garden?
I do.
-Give it to me! -Let me read it.
Let me check something.
He saw us.
If you only knew how curious they all are about us.
Of course. You two are young, beautiful, and in love.
People cannot help but envy you.
They're really flaunting.
Why do you say that, Miss Dara? They're just enjoying the nice weather.
Listen to me, they're flaunting.
These roses are nice.
Go on, pick one, madam.
Formal again.
I'm formal with people I don't know.
It'll be easier doing it with a penknife.
I don't enjoy putting up this charade.
I told you it wouldn't be easy.
Tatjana, are you ready for...?
What are you doing, child?! Miša, come in here, quickly!
What's going on with you?!
Come on, tell your mother.
Grades aren't that important.
Is this because of French class?
I'm going to visit your school and teachers tomorrow!
No, father. Please, don't.
Oh, the hell I won't!
I didn't do this because of my French class.
Then, why did you do it?
Because of something else.
Okay. That should be enough.
I'll go put them in vases.
Tatjana!
Tatjana!
Come on, we're late for school!
Tatjana isn't going to school today.
She has a fever.
Is it bad?
She'll be better.
I have to go now.
I'll be back this afternoon. Aunt Stana is expecting us.
Alright.
My aunt is the most important person in my life.
If she found out the truth, her whole world would crumble.
Please, try to convince her we're really happy.
I will.
Auntie!
Ljiljana, I finally get to meet you, my daughter-in-law.
Is it okay if I'm not formal?
Of course.
Let me tell you something.
All the girls here were in love with Radmilo,
but he only wanted you.
And I told him, if you're happy, I'm happy.
And I honestly hope you'll be happy here as well.
Come on in, here.
It's really nice here.
What a beautiful house.
It's all simple and old-fashioned, but it's clean.
No use in having elegant furniture if it's not clean.
Come here, have a seat, dear.
Well... do you have someone helping you out here?
I do. My Radmilo's helping me.
And now I have Dušan and Mika as well.
They're high schoolers from the countryside.
They're staying with me.
It's great that I'm not alone.
Where are they?
In the other room, studying.
They're a bit shy and won't come out.
But they're dying to see Ljiljana.
I'll call them.
Dušan! Mika!
-Hello. -Hello.
Why are you standing there like statues? Come in.
-What grade are you in? -I'm in seventh, and Mika's in fifth grade.
Are you good students?
In some classes we are, but we're not straight-A students.
Straight-B's.
Sometimes there's a C in there as well.
But no D's or F's.
Okay then, you've bothered Mrs. Ljiljana long enough.
No, no, they're not bothering me at all.
Tell me, do they listen to you?
I have to say they're great.
They're really hardworking and they're young so they can help.
Mr. Radmilo, you know what's new?
Auntie Stana is learning French.
You little devils. Why would I be learning French at my age?
Now you have to practice with Ljiljana, auntie. She's fluent.
You, too?
Are you really fluent in French, Ljiljana?
Why are you asking? Because of your schoolwork?
Is it hard to translate?
Unbelievably hard, madam.
Well... let's see what is so unbelievably hard, so I can help you.
-Really? -Of course.
I apologize for him bothering you like this, Mrs. Ljiljana.
Why are you scolding me, you couldn't translate it either.
She seems like a really nice girl.
I'm so happy, Radmilo.
Really.
All that's left is this.
Auntie, we have to go now.
Why?
-Ljiljana! -What's the hurry?
Please come again, dear.
I will auntie, of course.
-You have to come visit us, as well. -I will.
Would you like to attend a party the Circle of Sisters will organize?
We're having a lottery. We're raising money for a kindergarten.
Well, I'd be happy to come, auntie.
Oh yeah! Maybe I could even give you my tapestry.
As a lottery prize, if you'll accept.
Of course! Every gift is more than welcome.
Auntie, goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, children.
-Goodbye. -Thank you for helping me, Mrs. Ljiljana!
Did you really have to ask her so many questions?
Who knows what she'll think.
She won't, auntie, she's really nice.
She is, but...
She's from Belgrade, she could get bored of our provincial manners.
For God's sake, Ljiljana.
Julija left my pajamas here. Good night.
Good morning.
-Good morning, Madam. -Good morning.
Sit and have some breakfast.
How did you sleep? Are you used to the new bed?
-I did. I sleep very well here. It's quiet. -Yes.
Mr. Tomić had to leave early this morning, he didn't want to wake you.
But he said he'd be back for lunch.
Yes, he told me he'd have to leave early.
He gets so sentimental when he talks about you.
-Really? -Yes.
He loves you very much.
-Have a nice breakfast. -Thank you.
"Therefore...
...he asks...
...to take the statements on the record."
Full stop.
"It was established that...
...starting from...
...October 30..."
Come in!
Margita, what brings you here?
-Hello, Radmilo. -Hello.
-I came here to return your book. -Book?
The book you lent me for my exam. You don't remember?
I don't.
Okay. Well, you did lend it to me, and now I'm returning it.
Thank you for the help.
Would you like to sit and have a cup of coffee?
No, no, thank you. I just wanted to return this. I'm in a hurry.
Goodbye.
This isn't my book.
She forgot this.
Pera, run after her and...
She must've got far by now.
<i>Dear Radmilo, it's</i> <i>a holiday in my soul today.</i>
<i>I'm writing this to you,</i> <i>but I'm still unsure if I'll mail it.</i>
<i>I'm afraid of the thought of that.</i>
Where were we?
Julija.
I was just checking if Radmilo had anything that needed ironing.
Let me do it.
-He doesn't need ironing. -Alright.
I didn't know he was so meticulous.
-He's a real perfectionist. -Yes, he's really meticulous.
All right, you can call me if you need anything.
I will.
<i>My dearest parents,</i>
<i>I know I was very hard to live with</i> <i>the last few days we spent together.</i>
<i>But I was wrong.</i>
<i>I'm happy here.</i>
<i>Radmilo is, as all of you</i> <i>assured me, a good man.</i>
<i>We're getting along</i> <i>just fine from the start.</i>
<i>The house is really nice.</i>
<i>And so is the garden. It's like a park.</i>
<i>I would sit there</i> <i>all day and relax if I could.</i>
<i>I hope you'll come and visit me soon.</i>
I'm sorry, sir, I was writing my mother and father a letter.
You don't mind, do you?
Not at all.
You go ahead and finish your letter, I won't bother you.
Radmilo...
-May I ask you something? -What is it?
Can we go out for a walk this afternoon?
Of course.
The town is expecting to see us.
Don't cry.
Don't cry, honey. Come on.
What's your name?
Wait a minute.
It was just a joke.
Here.
Thank you.
Is that better?
Come on, let's go.
Nadica! What did you do? Where did you get that?
The pretty lady bought it for me.
Look at that. Mr. Tomić's wife bought a candy cane for Nadica.
You played your part very nicely at Aunt Stana's house.
She likes you.
I wasn't playing any role.
I really like her.
She loves you very much.
Well, yes, she's like a mother to me.
-Hello. -Hello.
You have really nice neighbours.
-Good night. -Good night.
<i>Congratulations on your marriage,</i> <i>madam. I hope you're happy now.</i>
<i>You must be, since the only thing</i> <i>important to you was to get married,</i>
<i>to whom wasn't as important.</i>
<i>But I will see you again.</i>
<i>Mother went to the country,</i> <i>and I'm embroidering you a pillow.</i>
<i>With irises.</i>
<i>I have to finish it before Mother gets back.</i>
<i>Every leaf has a letter of my name on it.</i>
<i>Nobody will be able to read it. Only you.</i>
You really...
Auntie Stana will be very happy. Thank you for working so hard on that.
Believe it or not, it's a pleasure.
The man's eyes are sealed shut?
Just like in real life.
Madam, I have terrible news.
-It's a tragedy. -What is it, Julija?
The young girl across the street, Tatjana, she almost hung herself.
Wait, Julija. Who's Tatjana?
The high-school student.
Why would she hang herself?
I'll tell you,
but you can't tell Mr. Radmilo.
What does Radmilo have to do with it?
More than you think.
That girl is in love with him.
Wait, she wanted to...?
-Did he love her? -No, she's just a kid.
Julija, that's a huge gesture.
She wanted to marry him, but she's a child.
If she wanted to marry him, she must've had her reasons.
You think Mr. Radmilo gave her a reason? Not at all.
I'm not so sure, Julija. You know men.
They flatter women, and then they want nothing to do with them.
Yes, but Mr. Radmilo is nothing like that.
Tatjana!
Coming!
-All better? -Not really.
Hey, kitty, kitty.
Hey, come here.
Wait for me.
You're here.
You know I wouldn't miss our tavern meet-ups.
Tell me, how was the wedding?
Good. Nice. Modest.
You know I don't like making a big fuss.
-But marriage suits you, I can tell. -Yeah.
-I wanted to talk to you about something. -What is it?
It's about Margita.
-Margita? -Yes.
You and Vera are her family, aren't you?
-We're close enough, so I can tell you. -What happened?
Nothing happened.
It's just...
I ran into her on the street the other day. She seemed lonely.
I wanted to suggest you could take her out some time to meet someone.
-To find a husband. -Look at him.
Now that you're married, you want everyone else to be as well?
-Thank you. -Thank you.
Why are you so worried about Margita all of a sudden?
-Did you hear something? -No, not at all.
I just think you could help her out, be there for her, that's all.
Okay, if you say so, we'll do it.
Tell me, what's the bride like?
What is she like?
She's a good housewife.
You know what? Save that story for Vera.
I'm interested in something else.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
What are you up to, madam?
I was about to continue working on my tapestry.
Would you like to have some tea with me, sir?
-As you wish. -Great.
You go to the study, I'll bring it.
There.
Would you like an apple or a pear?
A pear.
Okay. They're really tasty now.
-You like them, do you? -I do.
Would you like the paper?
It's the same story again, Radmilo.
You read the paper, I sit here all alone. It's like I'm in prison.
I thought you didn't like talking to me.
Fine, I get what you're saying.
But could we try to make this whole situation a little less uncomfortable?
Imagine we ran into each other on vacation.
Would you talk to me then?
A man always likes talking to a woman.
Until she disappoints him.
Put down that paper, Radmilo, please.
I'm used to having someone to talk to in the house.
My dad would always talk with me.
Do you want me to pretend to be your dad?
Why are you offended by that?
My father is a well-educated and well-mannered man.
I respect your father very much, madame.
It just seems he, too, didn't know you very well.
Maybe I don't know myself very well either.
Maybe not even you know yourself that well.
Maybe.
For example, were you ever the cause of someone's disappointment?
I don't think I was.
Nobody ever suffered because of you?
Even if that did happen, it was never intentional.
Tatjana!
Tatjana!
Tatjana. What a nice name.
-Is she Russian? -No, she's Serbian.
The daughter of the head of financial administration. She lives there.
Do you know her well?
I've known her since she was little, I wouldn't say very long.
She's pretty, is she not?
What? You don't find her pretty?
Why are you so interested in Tatjana?
I'm not, I'm just asking. No reason.
Drink your tea.
I have to go back to work.
I'll pick you up after so we can go for a walk, alright?
Fine.
END OF EPISODE TWO
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