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Dear Mom, I'm doing fine.

I'm doing fine at work. The manager treats me nice.

Today he commended me. We drink coffee with the colleagues.

One of them reads fortune. She guessed it all.

We are given breakfast every day.

On Sundays, we have breakfast and lunch.

I can put something aside from my wages. It's good.

The weather is nice. There is nothing else.

Loves and kisses, your Little Star.

What's this old piece of junk doing here?

Why is this piano here?

The Vienna Philharmonics stayed here 37 years ago.

-Come again? -He says that the Vienna Philharmonics stayed here 37 years ago.

Madam Charlotte Winkler insisted it was brought into her room.

She was the pianist in the Philharmonics.

When they left, their truck broke down.

They said that they would send another one in a day or two.

For 37 years now we are waiting for that truck to come...

...and pick up the piano, but it hasn't shown up yet.

They brought it for some piano player from the Philharmonics.

When they left, their truck broke down...

...so they said another one would come.

But for 37 years they didn't send a transport for the piano.

Have you heard about Charlotte Winkler?

He's asking if you have heard about Charlotte Winkler?

The Vienna Philharmonics stayed here?

Yes, that's what he says.

They gave her this room because of the piano.

Otherwise, the conductor would've stayed here. This is a VIP room.

What is he saying?

That this is a VIP room.

-You operate with this room only? -Yes. The others are not used...

...except for school excursions and occasional seminars.

Sir, did you have other offers so far?

22, in fact. The building is for sale for exactly 2 years and 3 months.

But, like they say, what the minute brings, the year doesn't.

-Thank you, sir. We'll be in contact. Goodbye. -Good luck.

Maid!

Please, fill up the bath tub.

Take your clothes off.

Do you think it will be a boy?

Of course it will be a boy. My son.

-With blue eyes. -My son.

Shaybna, what will we call him?

We'll call him...

April, huh? -April...

April on a Honda. Drives like the wind, the asphalt cracks beneath.

Reaches 100 km/h in 1.3 seconds. 120!

Right before the first turn he goes 200, enters it with 200!

Straightens it up, 250, 285, 300, 310, 320... Straight run!

He wins. Kevin Schwantz gives the cup to him personally.

The boss of Jaguar offers him a Jaguar cabrio for sponsorship.

He refuses it.

He buys a Porsche.

-A Porsche? -What else?

You ordered it?

-Petar, do you have enough? -Enough what?

-Money to pay the bill. -What bill?

-For the room, Petar. -What, you don't have any?

-I paid for the gasoline. -And you don't have anything left?

Of course I don't!

OK, relax, there is still time until tomorrow.

-We'll manage somehow. -Yeah, right.

Something will come up.

I know what will come up.

I'll call Ruzha.

-Of course you will. -I'll call her, bitch.

Yeah, and you'll tell her to make you a spinach pie.

-How can you be so... -What?

-So... -Stupid?

You expect me to do everything.

-Marta... -What is it?

Relax, babe...

At least we've got one asset.

Hello, it's me.

Listen, I've got a meeting. Don't wait for me.

Have lunch without me, OK?

I don't know, I think it will take a while.

I don't know! We have a counselling session,

and then, a meeting with the members of the Board.

Afterwards, we'll certainly go to dinner...

How are the children?

OK. Bye.

Hallo?

Mr. Vuchkovic is at a meeting. He'll call you back.

Yes, I know, but he can't right now, he's terribly busy.

Oh, well. Hang on...

Yes!

No, it's too late, and I have some urgent business.

Something came up.

No, I'll be away then.

Yes, tomorrow. Thank you.

Bye.

Yes?

Yes, it's Irra.

In fifteen minutes. OK.

In front of the hotel, right.

Dear Mom, I am well.

The pay is fine. It is good.

We get a croissant, coffee with milk or tea for breakfast.

This morning a colleague told my fortune from a coffee cup.

She told me I'm to expect some gain.

I bought an expensive lace corset.

When I tried it at home, I noticed it's a bit large for me.

I'll wear it with pads.

There is nothing else. Love and kisses, your Little Star.

Don't you smoke in the room. How many times do I have to tell you?

All the time... on-off, on-off... Like a child...

Where did you put the cologne?

Aziz... Come on... Please.

-What do you want? -Play it for me.

Come on.

What? That's all?

That's all. It's enough.

Yilmaz, what's the load?

I'm not Yilmaz for you, damn it.

What's the load this time... Maestro.

The load is the load. Beer.

Did we ever have another load?

-Maestro, can I have one? -No.

-One, just one. -No. I said no.

-I'm thirsty. -Have some water. -Water?

What's wrong with water. A glass of water. It's enough.

-Come on, just one. -No.

It's a transport business, kid. With a manifest. Everything's counted.

Half for you, half for me, just one, Dad. Huh?

Just one, right. One is like none. You can't have one.

Bring two.

My brother told me once that if you see a shooting star,

and make a wish at that moment, it will come true.

One hundred percent.

-And what would you wish for? -What would I wish for?

-To be in a movie. -In a movie?

-Yes. A porn flick. -Porn?! Come on, you're lying.

-Duck offered me a role once, you know. -What did he offer?

To make a porno movie?

Really, I'm not kidding.

I asked him how much would he pay for it.

He said... Depends on how much you give yourself to it.

What is there to give? If we film it, we film it.

Wait...

-Duck offered you a role? -Yeah, not mentioning cash.

I don't believe you.

You don't have to, that's your problem.

So? If he paid, you would be in it?

-We had a rehearsal. -A rehearsal?

Where?

On Mars, where else...

You've been to his studio? -He invited me for a screen test.

You're crazy! What happened?

Nothing, I went there.

You're sleepy now? Tell me how was it!

-How was it? You'd like to know, huh? -Yes, I'd like to know.

Goga, stop it. Someone might hear us.

-So, what if they do? -Our class teacher might hear us.

Let her. She might learn something.

You're a pervert.

Goga, when do you have to be home in the evenings?

Until the end. What about you?

Well... My mother...

Don't be shy, tell me.

By ten.

So what's the big deal?

Well, look at my pyjamas. With little flowers.

-Then, why do you wear them? -I've got nothing else to wear.

-Go to bed like me. -How?

Naked.

Without any clothes on?

Without...

Aren't you embarrassed?

From whom?

From, like, yourself?

You have nice ones. Mine are small.

Mine are small, too.

I'm gonna write something. Goga and Nina, Field trip, class 8a.

-Come on, don't. -I'll sign.

Our class teacher might come now.

You're a real nerd...

-Don't ruin the piano. -I don't give a fuck.

Don't sign me.

You're a fag... I'll write only Goga.

OK. Sign Nina too, OK?

Goga...

What is it?

I saw a shooting star.

Did you make a wish?

-I did. -What did you wish for?

Goga...

I want to sleep with you.

I've been promoted to a shift's supervisor today.

I can save a lot from my wages.

Now we have new equipment, too. Everything is new.

They'll put new carpet in the halls. They gave us white gloves.

Some of the guests tip us.

The manager constantly tells us: You have to be smiling.

All the time.

Sometimes, at night, my cheeks hurt from smiling.

My legs don't hurt.

-What is it? -Nothing, I'm tired.

How was the presentation?

Good. There were good comments. Except for the Russians.

You know, a colleague from Finland cited me in his report.

It was interesting. Did you buy something nice?

You really want to know, or you're just asking?

Dr. Thomas Schulz sent his greetings.

-You told him I'm here? -He had seen you.

-Where? -At the airport.

Sorry, my disguise will be better for the next trip.

-You know it is not a problem. -Why am I here Victor?

-So we can be close to each other. -Everyone knows I'm here, Victor.

-Who knows? -Everyone Victor. -So what?

For you, that's "So what"...

You are here because of me, Eva.

And I have to stay in this flee hole because of you?

-There were no rooms. -Then, why don't you take me to your room?

-Wait just a little bit more. -For two years, Victor...

-Two whole years... That's OK for you? -Eva, the procedure is long.

The procedure lasts for two years? Please...

Two years times 365 days. You want me to believe that.

It lasts for so long because of the division of the assets.

It will be over soon. By New Year.

Everything will be over. Then we can get married.

-When? -Right after the proceedings.

You know how busy I am. I have a surgery tomorrow.

You know how chaotic it is at the clinic.

Oh, I almost forgot. Dr. Laurent Poire is here.

I met him in a lingerie shop.

He was buying something for his wife.

He's sorry he can't make it to your presentation.

He sent his warm regards for you... And your family.

By New Year, Eva. -New Year? -At the latest.

-And then? -Then... We'll get married.

When?

On New Year's Eve, if you wish.

It will be a Prince, or a Princess?

It will be a Prince, or a Princess?

It will be a Prince, or a Princess?

Sir, this is a hotel for paying customers.

It will be a Prince, or a Princess?

It will be a Prince, or a Princess?

It will be a Prince, or a Princess?

So? Is the sum final?

I'm not authorised to negotiate, only to show you around.

But if you're truly interested, I'm sure an agreement can be reached.

-What do you think? -About what?

-About the hotel. -Are you crazy?

It would be wiser to build a new one,

than renovate this ruin. Ask him about the piano.

-What? -About the piano.

It would look nicely in front of the fireplace.

He will surely sell it cheap.

Only, ask him where did they get it, maybe it's a fake...

Ask him.

I am sorry, the hotel doesn't meet the standards of our chain of hotels.

The location is good, the building is solid,

I'm sure you'll find a new investor soon.

But we may find a common interest about something else.

The piano, to be exact. How did you come about it?

That's a very, very sad story.

What did he say? -That it's a very sad story.

It belonged to a University professor.

He sheltered Jews in his house. That was during the war.

Then, one day, he was going out to buy something,

and accidentally, he took the coat of his friend, the Jew.

The coat must have been similar, he didn't notice the yellow star.

And it just happened, they took them away that day, into the holocaust.

So, they took him away.

He cried it was a mistake, but it didn't help.

So, the Jews stayed at his house and survived, while he...

...he ended up in Auschwitz.

After the war, the communists proclaimed him a national hero,

and gave the piano to the hotel.

That's how we got it.

So, the piano is not for sale?

No, no.... Actually, yes. Of course it is for sale...

But it can't be taken out. It's walled in.

It can't go out neither through the window, nor through the door.

If someone buys the hotel, they may tear the walls down,

they can do whatever they want,

the piano is for sale together with the hotel.

Thank you, sir. Goodbye.

-Goodbye. -Good luck.

Dear Mom, I have wonderful news.

We had a meeting with the management. They offered us stocks.

If we agree that a part of our wages be withheld, they'll buy us stocks,

and with that, we'll be stockholders of the hotel.

We will all divide the profits at the end of the year.

The hotel is working good.

The manager said that we are doing everything to earn another star soon.

We also have English classes paid by the hotel.

I'm fine with everyone here. There is nothing else.

Loves and kisses, your Little Star.

He wants the helmet, too. Petar!

Asshole.

3,450. He wouldn't give me more. We're 1,550 short.

-Do you hear me? -Yes, I hear you.

-What do you hear? -We're 1,550 short.

-I'll call Ruzha. -I know how you're gonna call her.

I will, damn it.

And, what are you going to say to her, please tell?

I'll tell her we're 1,550 short.

Can we pay in two instalments?

In three, even. Three hundred, if that's your wish.

Asshole. Don't just sit there!

We have to pay until tomorrow, before the appointment.

How did you say it was called? "In vitor"?

-You have to tell her, don't you? -Why shouldn't I?

In vitro. You just tell her you need the money for in vitro.

Asshole.

Yilmaz.

Come over, sit here.

Yilmaz, doesn't this shade look like a skirt?

-Like what? -Like a skirt.

Like a skirt with a garter belt.

Sit over here, boy.

-What do you want? -Play my song.

-I played it to you. -Play it again.

Play it again for me.

Play it again! Come over!

Don't fucking smoke in the room, how many times do I have to tell you?

Put the cigarette down! Put it down when I say.

Leave this alone! A skirt with a garter belt?

Every normal driver sleeps in his cabin, in the truck, not in a hotel.

I come here because of you. Understand? And because of this piano.

Enough! That's enough.

They'll cut down my pay, I'll get punished.

Cut down from what? There is nothing to cut down.

Even the shortest can get shorter.

There is no way you can get caught.

They'll catch me sooner or later.

They'll catch me for sure. The only question is when.

Even the worst can get worse. Sooner or later, everyone gets caught.

Even the highest can get higher...

Even the deepest can get deeper...

Even the most beautiful can be more beautiful...

You're smuggling drugs in the truck again?

-I asked you something. -They will never catch you.

-Where is it? -Just one more time, Dad. This will be the last.

Tell me where is it?

Where have you hidden it?

I'll buy a piano, and will play for you every day.

The trucks will drive for us, they'll drive and drive, for days

We'll buy three new ones, I'll find drivers...

We'll sit at home, in front of the TV.

And they'll drive, and drive, and they'll never stop.

Where have you hidden it? Tell me!

In a place even the devil can't find.

Search, if you want to find it.

Stop it! I said stop it...

Do you know why you had nine trucks,

and now you have only one?

Do you know why Mom left you?

Because you're a cry-baby.

Why are you late?

I was walking.

From the bus station? Don't you have money for a cab?

-I do. -Then, why did you walk?

Because I like that.

There was this car accident... There was a twenty minutes hold-up.

-And...? -And I left the cab and came walking.

A truck was turned over on the road.

It was demolished. The street is full of glass.

It was a beer truck, so it stinks from the bridge up to here.

Any casualties?

What, you think I lie?

No. I just asked if there were casualties.

What is it?

Why are you looking at me like that?

What's up? -Nothing. Should there be?

-I passed the axiology exam. -Really?

Did you blow the professor?

Yes, Nina, I blow it to everyone, to the taxi driver who drove me...

To the conductor in the trolley-car, to the Customs officer...

Did you blow it to Ivan?

I met him...

Yesterday.

Accidentally.

Completely by accident.

Don't think that I...

But, why didn't you tell me?

Why are you so shrivelled, like a little chick...

It doesn't make sense anymore, Nina. -What doesn't make sense.

-This dragging through hotels... -What do you want? An apartment?

With a TV set and a jacuzzi?

I'm pregnant.

Oh, please, you'll make me cry.

Seriously, I'm pregnant.

Are you serious?

What came over you?

What's his like?

Tell me, what's his like?

I mean, his tongue. Tell me...

How does he take you?

How? Hard? Quickly? Slowly?

I asked you something.

Remember your father, if you want to know so badly.

The hotel now has four stars. We have many fine guests.

We purchased new towels, from Italy.

They also gave one set to each of us.

How are you doing?

I know you are fine.

I'm saving, and thinking about buying more stocks.

We are doing well. It pays well.

I have everything here. I almost don't spend money on anything.

If it goes like this, it will be great.

I really don't get it...

Is someone eating the toilet paper?

We're spending paper for two hotels, and we operate with just one room.

Something the matter?

Punctuality isn't enough these days, Miss...

These days ideas are important.

Do you understand? Ideas.

There must be a way to save on expendables.

Do you know how many people want your job?

Come to my office after work.

This is not a kindergarten, as far as I know.

Hello, Maya, it's me.

Maya, listen to me. I had a car accident.

I'm fine. I was with the company car.

A jerk drove into us.

We're all alive, thank God. It's nothing.

I was in the hospital until now. How could I have called you?

I'm fine, I just have a few scratches.

Yes...

I'll come soon, in half an hour...

No, I'll take a cab.

What are the kids doing?

All right.

Fine.

I'll be there soon.

On the 31st, we have an appointment for a wedding.

Of course, if you'd like to... I mean, if you want to.

That's why you brought me here?

-You said we'd go to Prague. -We'll go to Prague too.

This is the place where I promised you. That's why I wanted it to be here.

Because I promised here.

What about Magdalena?

Does she know that we have a date on the 31st?

I wrote her a letter.

I know.

She is still ironing your shirts, Viktor.

She brings you coffee in bed, and packs your suitcases.

But she doesn't know anything. Right?

The famous surgeon brutally killed his lover in the piano room,

the only room in that hotel that is still functioning.

We have unofficially learned that that's the same room

where the famous pianist Dionisius Varga lived for a while,

and who has disappeared mysteriously more than 35 years ago.

-Can I pay cash? -Sorry?

They don't want cash. No one wants cash in this country.

What?

Do I look like a piano player to you?

No?!

You can't sell me a piano.

Do you know why? Because I'm Russian.

You can't read poetry to me. I'm Russian.

And you can't drink with me, because I'm Russian.

You are not Russian.

Dear Mom, this morning the colleague read my fortune from a coffee cup.

She told me I'm in for a big surprise.

We had a meeting with the manager today.

He said that next week, pianists from all over Europe will come.

There is some senior piano playing competition.

Our hotel is one of the organizers.

There is nothing else. The stocks are rising.

MURDER IN A HOTEL

Wait here.

Sit down.

-It's our anniversary today. -What anniversary?

Our marriage anniversary, Marta.

I don't know where the ace is, it probably fell somewhere.

-They gave you the wages? -No.

I took some money from Ruzha.

Is there something to drink?

So, this is where it went.

-Where did you get the cake? -From a bakery.

-You like it? -It's disgusting.

Look.

-A real pearl. -It's probably a fake.

It's genuine, when I tell you.

When will you buy me one of these?

When an occasion arises.

What about this one now?

Remember April?

April who? -The one we made here...

But never made it actually.

-Take me home. -We just came, Marta.

Home!

-Want some more cake? -I want to go home.

Are your children waiting for you at home?

Are they crying for you?

You going via Paris?

Via Zurich.

Is there a long wait?

An hour and 20 minutes the most.

-You have the address? -The email is the same.

Give me the address, if you have one.

Why?

I want to send something to you.

-What? -A greeting card. For New Year.

-Will they keep your post here? -I don't care.

If you manage to stay there... It's senseless here, anyway.

Sense? Lexically or semantically?

You know what I mean.

-What will you do now? -I'll go home.

Drive carefully.

I've always wanted to have long hair.

So when the wind blew, it would make waves in it.

And I'd have a mane.

I knew you'd come. I waited for you...

I waited for you the whole time.

-You haven't changed, Eva. -You think so?

Not a bit. You're the same as always.

What about this?

What?

This is going to stay, Viktor.

-You're beautiful, Eva. -And, what about you?

What do you think?

-Did you get released? -Yes, on parole.

How was it there? Did you have friends?

I did... Several... I'm alone, Eva.

Your family? How are they?

Thank you, they're fine. I think they're fine.

I don't know.

I thought about you all the time.

Your conscience's bothering you, dear?

No, not at all.

-Are you sorry you killed me? -No.

-Why didn't you kill me with a gun? -Is that important, Eva?

What about the neck? Look at my neck.

-Why, Viktor? -I can't pull the trigger.

You're so pathetic.

You don't have the courage, dear?

Soon I'll work only in the office.

I'll make the staff schedules,

and I'll be in charge of supplies and organization of work.

Now we have mostly foreign guests.

My stocks are good, but I'll leave the dividends in the bank,

since the interest rates are good.

The manager said he might send me to a training course abroad.

It's raining here, but the weather is pleasant.

How many times have I told you not to bring her here?

There are proper institutions.

If you can't leave it somewhere, pack your things and leave. Is it clear?

AIDS TEST RESULTS POSITIVE

Hallo? Is your mother home?

Please call your Mom, sweetie.

Good afternoon. Is that Mrs. Vuchkovic?

Good afternoon, madam. This is an acquaintance of your husband.

He's left a message for you, madam.

You know, he asked me to tell you...

Your husband left today for a third country.

He told me he has no intention of coming back.

He's gone far away.

I don't think you can find him.

He also said that he has arranged everything with a lawyer,

who will call you soon.

No, it is not a joke, madam. Hallo?

Hallo?

How are you, Irra?

Good afternoon. It's Irra speaking.

I'm calling about your ad, sir...

Are you in the mood for a short visit? Yes, tonight.

Let me write it down.

I'm listening.

No, that's not a problem, sir.

We'll leave the money subject for later.

We'll reach some agreement.

Once upon a time, a fisherman caught a golden fish.

The little fish asked him: Oh, fisherman...

...let me go, and I'll grant you three wishes!

The fisherman thought and thought.

He asked for two wishes, and the third one was...

...to catch her again the next day.

The fish granted him the wishes and got caught again.

And the fisherman asked again for two wishes...

...the third one being to catch her again the next day.

So, she's forever his,

and there is no golden fish for us anymore.

Dear Mom, I have wonderful news for you.

Another investor visited us today.

He offered to buy out our stocks at an enormously high price.

If I sell them, I could start with something of my own...

I'm thinking about opening a travel agency.

Or a beauty parlour.

I could also open a fashion boutique.

I'll use the money wisely, anyway.

There is nothing else.