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ACADEMIC COMMENDATION

WORLD OF CHESS

Good afternoon. Mr. Rypar?

My name is Kokeš.

I've brought you the paperwork on some changes we're making to the building.

Isn't that the building manager's job?

You don't go to the meetings so you don't know:

I've been the manager for two years now.

It's about costs for a new elevator to meet EU regulations.

It needs to be done fast.

If it's a problem for you, don't worry,

we can arrange a monthly payment schedule.

Oh, I see...

I don't have my glasses though.

-You don't have your glasses? -That's right.

I broke them.

They won't be fixed until Friday.

So I'll read it on Friday.

Mr. Rypar...

The postman left some mail for you, so I brought it up.

Don't touch my mail, OK?

Goodbye!

KEPLER GRAMMAR SCHOOL

"We would like to invite you to speak at the 80th anniversary of our school..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, dear students, I would like to thank you..."

KEPLER GRAMMAR SCHOOL CELEBRATING 80 YEARS

Professor?

So you came!

I'm Slavíček, I wrote you.

You taught me literature.

Ah, hello.

Hello.

And now I'm a teacher here. And I've put together today's shindig.

You wrote it?

I did.

Great. Then let's go.

The principal will speak first. And then you.

-Pepa, are you nuts? -What?

You invited that old communist?

If he's going to speak in front of the students,

I'm taking my class and leaving!

VIETNAMESE MARKET IN PRAGUE

What does it say?

They want our passports to extend our visas.

Assholes!

Without our passports we're stuck here for good.

-We have to run! -No.

-It's been three months already! -Where do you want to go?

The people in the market would rat us out.

Why do you think they walled us up in here?

I don't care, I'm out of here!

If you give us away, I'll kill you myself!

Don't piss me off!

You'll give me your passport tonight. We'll get your visa extended.

Feeling better?

Not really.

Get to work anyway, we can't lose time.

Hello, I'd like to report illegal flyposting.

What happened?

I don't know.

Hands up! Move it!

Careful with that, OK?

So it doesn't get ripped.

Hi.

Go way, sir!

What are you doing there?

Go way!

What do you mean away? I live here.

Get down from that ledge!

You want to kill yourself?

No!

Then what are you doing up there?

Go way!

-I'm asking you a question... -No!

Away!

Then I'll just have a cigarette and go away.

Are you crazy?

Jesus Christ...

Do you smoke?

Do you smoke?

No.

Good for you.

Listen, I'd rather not be here at all.

But now that we're talking, I can't just let you jump.

Do you want me to have a heart attack because I wasn't able to stop you?

-Get down. -No.

I'm telling you, get down!

No.

No?

Alright.

Then I'll jump too.

I no understand, sir!

Yes you do!

If you go down, I go down too.

You wanted to jump anyway and you don't care about me.

You don't do, sir!

Too late, buddy.

On the count of three. One!

-No! -Two!

-No, sir! -Three!

No!

What's your name?

Name.

Song.

Song.

Your name is Song?

Ok, and?

Why did you want to kill yourself?

I understand you must be in a difficult situation.

But suicide at your age, that's just...

You're here illegally, huh?

What a mess this country is in.

Close the borders and be done with it!

But there are loads of you Vietnamese here, aren't there?

Couldn't one take care of you?

The police should be after you immigrants.

Thank you, sir.

I go way.

I just talked you down off the roof.

You think I'm going to go call the cops on you right away?

Don't I have the right to know who I'm having over for dinner?

Sir...

I go.

If you... now... go...

then I... phone... police.

But if you... tell me... the truth...

...then... you can...

...sandwich.

So you're here illegally and homeless.

Sorry, but you should really just go back to Vietnam.

Nobody wants you here.

How do you Asians think this can work out?

Making fake sneakers and not paying taxes.

That's just great.

You sick?

Head? Throat?

Jesus, you're burning up!

What a mess.

Jesus...

Listen...

You can sleep here tonight. But tomorrow you go. Ok?

Song?

Song!

THANK YOU SIR

At least you didn't try jumping again.

Lie down and sleep.

Do you feel better?

FOOTBALL IN NUMBERS... A CENTURY OF FOOTBALL...

You...

Football?

No.

I don't like football.

So, let's go.

I'll start.

Where did you learn to play chess?

Vietnam.

You... again?

Are you done eating?

Thank you, sir.

Sure.

Goodbye.

Hang on.

Listen...

I've been looking for a cleaning lady, and you're homeless...

And out on the street the cops could check your papers...

If you... go out...

the police... check.

Bad, right?

So I was thinking,

you could, maybe,

for a couple days...

You could sleep here. But you'd have to clean!

Wash dishes...

Do you accept?

I...

can...

-Here? -Yeah. For a couple days.

Do you accept?

That's...

Thanks.

Sir.

What chats we'll have.

VACUUM

KNIFE - GLASS - KETTLE.

-Hello. -Hi.

-World of Chess, please. -Yup.

It's the last one.

-The last one? -It won't be printed anymore.

It'll only be on the internet...

On the internet?

Yeah.

Your change.

Keep it.

Hello.

Mr. Rypar?

Yeah.

I'm your new neighbor. Molnár.

My girlfriend, Anna, and I just moved in across from you.

I just wanted to get to know you a bit.

Since we're neighbors...

Mr. Kokeš has told me a lot about you.

Kokeš?

Kokeš.

I work for a real estate agency, we help seniors who live alone.

We offer a service where we sell your flat

and get you a place in our home for seniors.

It's outside of Prague, close to a little forest...

You'd love it.

Song.

Song!

Open that room over there.

Vacuum it and make up the bed.

You'll sleep in there.

Get a move on.

Window.

And two?

No...

It's one 'window' and two... ?

Windows-es.

Window-s!

Couch?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Anna!

Anna!

Anna, open up!

Now get out of Prague to your little forest.

Anna, I can explain.

They just moved in and she's thrown him out already.

Anna, I can explain!

And that Warhol is mine!

You're a lunatic!

Just a second.

LET HIM GO, HE'S AN ASS! YOURS, WARHOL

Pretty, isn't she?

What?

Well, let's continue.

SEASONS OF THE YEAR - MONTHS

Jesus, it's Friday already?

Saturday.

Let's test his nerves. The Jehovah's Witness.

Good afternoon. I'm terribly sorry,

I'm looking for your neighbor. Have you seen him around?

What a snoop!

Well, I apologize again. Goodbye.

Bye.

-I go... there? -No, no...

She'll see us. Wait until she's asleep.

WARHOL, WHOEVER YOU ARE THIS IS NOT FUNNY

Hi, can I help you?

Hello, I'd like to buy some nice flowers.

-For a lady? -Yes.

And what does she like?

I don't know.

-Your wife? -No, no, wife no.

A young lady.

Your daughter?

No, not my daughter.

A pretty young lady, just over twenty.

Aha.

How about over there?

LOVERS' CORNER

Sure, follow me.

FOR

YOU

Sir! Sir!

Do you like her?

-The lady? -Of course!

Do you like her or not?

Pretty.

Then you're going to marry her.

Like...

a wife?

Look, you go outside, the police check you,

find out you're illegal. What happens then?

It bad...

Deportation or prison.

But if you marry a local girl, you get papers.

You'll be here legally.

And this one lives next door!

Sir...

Look...

Do the two of us have anything better to do?

Song!

Let's go.

FOR WARHOL

HOOKING UP FOR DUMMIES

Do all of these exercises.

You've got half an hour.

And no cheating!

Okay.

Time's up.

You were going through my things?

-What? -Were you in my room

going through my photos?

You're lying to me?!

You can go then.

Got it? You can go wherever you want!

I'm sorry.

Sir.

Do that again, and you go. Is that clear?

Are you really trying?

Yeah.

You're not going easy on me so I don't get angry?

We have to make her think Warhol is a young man.

We have do something...

Modern.

Something you no do.

Facebook!

-Good afternoon, can I help you? -Good afternoon.

I need one computer and two Facebooks, please.

What?

-Nothing. So you want a computer? -Yes.

Okay, I'll show you some. Facebook is included in the price.

Oh, good, that's great.

What is it?

Nothing. Come with me.

-No? -No.

Well, when I was still teaching at the high school,

I had an email account, but I never used it.

It's not my thing.

FRIEND - WARHOL

ADD FRIEND

FRIEND REQUEST SENT

FOOD HOME DELIVERY

WORLD OF CHESS

Wait!

Well I'll be damned.

Thanks... that's fine.

Breakfast.

You learn fast, sir!

Brown the meat and mix with tomato base.

VIETNAMESE GROW HOUSE: OFFICER IN COMA

Police arrested two men of Vietnamese nationality.

A third escaped through a window.

The officer who pursued him onto the rooftop

was found in critical condition and is in a coma.

Malicious intent has not been ruled out.

The identity of the Vietnamese man remains unknown,

citizens are asked to report any suspicious activity to the police.

SEPTEMBER 6, 2018

I went shopping.

Will you put it away?

I bought you something.

Come here.

The newspaper on the table.

WATER SHORTAGE LOOMING

Turn it over.

VIETNAMESE PERPETRATOR ON THE RUN FROM POLICE

I've got you, you bastard!

Sir!

Sir! It's no you think!

Police? Rypar speaking.

I want to talk to an investigator about that Vietnamese drug den

and the attack on the officer in Vysočany.

No, I want to talk to the investigator himself!

I live at Sokolská 29, Prague 2. My name is Rypar. Hurry up.

Sir, please!

I'll give you "please"!

You thought I'm stupid, did you?

Do you know how many lives your drugs ruin?

Do you have any idea?!

Sir, I tell you!

Ruining our country!

Taking what you need, you bastards!

I called the police. They're coming for you.

What were you thinking? Huh?

"Gramps won't know anything."

"I'll use him, rob him, and move on."

"He's all alone, he'll appreciate it."

That's what you thought, huh?

But I don't need anybody!

The whole world can kiss my ass!

I was fine with how things were.

You mean nothing to me! You and everyone else.

Sir...

I wanted school here...

I wanted live here,

and money to Vietnam.

We lot of family.

-Have nothing! -Go to hell with that!

I may be old but I'm not stupid.

Sir, I...

no wanted make drugs.

I must.

I... visa.

For school.

But must drugs.

Must.

And the police officer? You pushed him?

I not wanted kill, sir.

I not wanted.

That why I jump. It...

It bad.

He's not dead.

He didn't die.

But he's in a bad way.

Sir...

I...

I speak truth.

How am I supposed to believe you?

Mr. Rypar, are you there?

Mr. Rypar!

Well at last!

Follow me!

-Where? -Hurry up, come on.

Up there.

He was sitting right here.

Like this.

Yeah.

No.

No.

Yeah.

No.

No, no...

No. No.

That's him.

Modern slavery then. What a mess.

Do you want one?

No, thank you.

Sir...

Can I question?

Try me.

Why you alone?

They dead?

Who?

Well...

You wife.

And you child.

Aha... dead...

Not dead.

They just left.

Left me...

Thirty years ago. I was still teaching at school.

I had a friend there, a colleague, Daniel.

I brought him home for dinner when he got divorced.

Do you understand?

Smart guy, taught computers.

Today he has an IT company, hotels in Italy...

He lives in Munich.

My wife's new husband.

My son's new dad.

The scumbag.

Twenty years I tried to contact them, then I gave up.

I'm even a grandpa.

-You grandpa? -Yeah.

But I've never met the little Kraut.

How you know you grandpa?

Facebook, my friend.

Facebook.

I found them there. Martin, that is.

And you want he come?

I don't know.

I guess...

I guess I would.

Your visa is good for another two months, right?

Song!

Tuan!

Come over here! Song is on!

Wow, Song! Look!

Come here, Song is calling!

Wow, Song! Awesome!

I was worried, what happened to you?

I... I couldn't call much.

I had a lot to do.

We come to town every week to use the internet,

-and you're never there. -He has a lot to do.

Okay, but he could write!

How's school?

Good.

Is it hard?

No, no...

It's good here.

Good.

Hello there.

Hello.

Well hello!

Have you seen Anna recently?

Who?

Your neighbor, Anna.

Yes, of course.

I saw her yesterday with some young guy.

Excuse me?

I said, I saw her yesterday with some young guy.

Should I give her a message?

No.

Thank you.

-Bye. -Bye.

'Anna, I'd like to invite you for dinner... WARHOL'

Has she answered?

Sir? She write, that...

Sir?

She write that she can.

That she can come today?

Get dressed then.

MEET ON THE ROOF, 8 PM

That's great, kid.

It's time to go.

Sir... it's bad.

What?

It's bad because...

she expect you.

Well...

That's to your advantage then.

To battle!

Well done, kid.

One hour now.

Yeah, I know...

Maybe we...

Knock? No, no...

It's late, the dinner is already cold.

She must have had something urgent to do.

I saw her run off somewhere from the window.

So... consider it a practice run.

It'll work out next time.

Let's have a sip then.

"The time and place is in the letter in front of your door."

We're lying there in complete darkness,

and I'm holding Zuzana's hand,

and then my friend Miro speaks up

and says, "I'm gonna take a piss."

And as he gets up, the hand I was stroking...

It slips away. And I say, "Miro?" And he's like, "What?"

"Was that your hand?!"

Do you get it?

-Do you understand? -No.

-I no understand. -You don't...

Oh no.

What?

No more wine.

No more?

We want more, don't we?

Yeah!

No, no, no... I'll get it.

You kill that duck. It moved.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Well, goodnight then.

CONDITIONALS

Song? I'm going to open the door.

So don't come out, ok?

I haven't read the papers yet.

Mr. Rypar...

You are the only tenant who hasn't signed it.

What if I don't want any changes in here?

What if I want everything to stay as it is?

What do you mean?

Maybe I don't want to change anything.

I have that right, do I not?

Of course.

The old regime suited you better, right?

Mr. Kokeš,

listen carefully.

A boor like you is not going to tell me...

Oh, good morning...

I guess you've already met, haven't you?

No, we haven't met yet.

Good morning, I'm Slavenková.

This is my boyfriend, Marek.

If you ever need anything feel free to knock.

I'll be happy to help.

Where are you from?

I'm sorry?

You have an accent. Where are you from?

From Russia. Why?

-Russia... -But I've lived here for a year.

Why do you ask?

Russia...

Mr. Rypar?

Mr. Rypar!

So, listen...

Anna's a Russian.

-What? -She's Russian. I just spoke to her.

And a Russian is of no use to us,

she doesn't have EU citizenship.

There's no time to waste.

We'll find a Czech girl. Somewhere.

Sir...

I don't know.

Do you want to clean this place until I die?

What will you do then?

Sir, I think...

I can't Czech girl.

I Vietnam,

I not good Czech.

I guess I can't school here

and make money to Vietnam.

It...

hard...

find some girl here...

some wife.

I not enough.

You know what?

Close your eyes.

-Eyes? -Just close your eyes.

Imagine you're an old man.

Really old. Got it?

You're an old man in a musty flat

and you know your life is slowly coming to an end.

You don't have the strength to do anything big.

You forget things.

Something always hurts, you're tired.

Or you know what?

Imagine you can't even get up anymore.

You can't move.

People have to take care of you.

And all you ever do is think back on your life.

And all the things you could have done and didn't.

It pisses you off.

But you can't do anything about it now.

You stare at the ceiling.

And you wait.

And now open your eyes again.

And now you're back.

You're a 20-year-old, full of energy,

with your whole life ahead of you.

How does it feel?

It's good.

-Sir? -What?

-Something here... -Something here stinks.

I know.

People piss here.

"We are all living in the gutter."

"And only some of us are looking at the stars."

Do you know who said that?

I don't know.

Oscar Wilde.

Smart guy.

He would've enjoyed the world of today.

People do whatever they want, say whatever they want.

And he was gay.

That's fashionable nowadays.

What happen, sir?

-Song... -What?

Will you marry me?

Anna, open up.

CHARLES UNIVERSITY

Kokeš again?!

Will we ignore him?

Dad?

Dad?

Dad, are you in there?

Martin, do you take sugar?

No, no, thank you.

It was you who wrote me?

Thank you.

But you wrote that...

Thank you.

Not much has changed here.

Is that your computer?

Yeah.

Ours.

Song is my renter. He lives here.

I go there.

How are you, dad?

I'm 79. That's how I am.

-Dad? -What?

I asked if you have those old reels.

I'd like to have them.

Oh sure, I do have some.

Are you alright, dad?

I'm great. Why?

Just want to know if you're ok.

I was afraid you'd be in the hospital.

In the hospital?

Why did you come here?

I wanted to see you.

And why now?

I don't know. I'm 40.

I see things differently.

I was that age when you left.

You probably remember.

I do.

I not blaming you for anything.

I was grumpy and pedantic.

Even outside the classroom.

I kind of understand it now.

I just don't understand why you're here today.

Nothing has changed here.

I still hate this age we live in.

People still see me as an old commie.

Dad, that's just...

Only one thing has changed around here.

In your room there's a stranger

who must have written you to say I was very sick, right?

-Did he write you? -Dad...

He wrote I'm sick, didn't he?

Is that so hard to understand?

Anyone would come to see their dying father!

No, sorry. You're right.

You know...

For years, I wished you'd come.

And now you needed to see me

before I die.

that's understandable.

But you came for yourself, Martin.

Not for me.

I'm not dying.

I feel great.

I'm very sorry.

I could have been a better husband.

And, especially, a better father.

I regret that. But there's nothing I can do about that now.

If you'd ever like to visit again, for any other reason,

I'd be very happy.

But now, go.

Drive carefully.