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#Oh my life #

#Is changing every day #

#In every possible way #

#And oh, my dreams #

#It's never quite as it seems #

#Never quite as it seems #

#I know I've felt like this before #

#But now I'm feeling it even more #

#Because it came from you #

#Then I open up and see #

#The person falling here is me #

#A different way to be #

#I want more... #

- Hey, Avram. - Hi!

Excuse me, ladies. Excuse me.

Thank you so much.

- My wife paid you, right? - Yeah yeah.

- Good. - Have a good weekend.

- You bet. Ciao. - Ciao. Ciao.

#And they'll come true #

#lmpossible not to do #

#lmpossible not to do #

#And now I tell you openly... #

Maida! Maida!

I'm picking up Slavko now, could be a bit late.

Don't worry. I'm going with Amela and the girls.

- I'll see you there. - Ciao!

Hey, did you put the beers in the car?

Yes, your beers are safe!

Oh Bruno, I'm sorry!

It's okay. It's okay. How is business?

Good! Yeah, it's very good.

#Oh my life #

#Is changing every day #

#In every possible way #

#And oh, my dreams #

#It's never quite as it seems #

#'Cause you're a dream to me #

#Dream to me. #

It's all there.

I'm sure it is, Emir, but I'll just count it.

Okay, see you next week.

Mr. Selimovic, good morning.

I told him he should go to the police.

Yes, and end up paying them more than I pay Zijah.

He never listens.

- Your tickets. - You boys should be out there

competing in Barcelona.

No Yugoslavia, no team.

I just want to be at the Olympics.

Mr., Mrs. And Miss Selimovic.

Slavko Stanic and...

- still doesn't know who he's taking? - Slavko?

He doesn't know what he's doing in three hours' time,

never mind three months!

Thanks. Ciao, Natasha.

- Ciao. - Have a good weekend. Yeah, ciao.

Where is it? Here?

No!

Hey, look! It's here.

- Hey, Vlado! - Slavko!

You make me late, huh?

Barcelona!

- Now the weekend begins. - Yeah.

We're gonna have a great time.

- We should have got that watermelon. - I told you.

No, I think that's my cue to call it a day.

Just can't seem to keep my hands still.

I hope your patients don't hear you say that!

Okay, back another 25 meters?

- Are you kidding? - Yeah, come on!

- Miso! - No!

So have some bread.

- Stop it! - What's happening up there?

They're shooting olives.

Back here. 22, 23...

- You need some beer. - Mm-mm.

No, I mean, come on.

You got it.

- For you. - Thanks.

- Nadja! - Hey, Lejla! Amela!

- Maida, come on! - Amela!

- I'm here! - Come! Food.

That's too much for you? Come, sit.

Eat, eat.

What?

Okay, so I see you later.

What do you think of her?

- She's coming to Barcelona with me. - That's six you've got coming.

Is it six?

- Mama, do I have to eat the potatoes? - Yes.

Slavko, if you're looking for someone to take to the Olympics...

Vlado, that's not nice.

Why don't you ask Natasha if she wants to go with you?

You know, the girl from the travel agency?

Natasha!

Come on, I'm not looking for a wife!

- Ah, she's a nice girl. - That's what I mean.

Natasha!

What's going on here?

- I don't know. - What are they doing?

- What's going on? - You must show me your papers.

I don't have to show you anything.

You're now in the Serbian Republic of Bosnia. Your papers!

Since when?

It was declared by Radovan Karadzic this morning.

Don't be ridiculous. Karadzic has nothing to do with us.

- Drive on. - I must see your I.D.

- Your nationality? - Yugoslavian.

Good night.

Idiots.

I can't believe these soldiers. What do they think they're doing?

Get out! Get out of the car.

It's okay, I'll deal with it. Give me that thousand.

- You're not giving him money. - Just let him deal with it.

Slavko Stanic, Serbian from Banja Luka,

now living in Sarajevo. These are friends of mine.

- They're just taking me home. - I see.

I was going to buy some of Napoleon's best Cognac

to celebrate the news.

- Why don't you celebrate with me? - I think I will.

- Okay, take care. Bye. - You too.

Okay, let's go.

Pow!

Vlado...

what if Maida and Amela had been traveling back on their own?

I mean, with me, okay, I have my Serbian I.D.,

but two Muslim women on their own with the kids,

- it's worrying. - They'll be gone in the morning.

The U.N. Can't allow that to go on.

Eh, I hope you're right.

Good night, sweetheart.

- Good night. - Sleep well.

Are you sure you've got everything for school tomorrow?

- Yes, Mom. - All right.

- Good night. - Don't stay up all night.

- I won't. - Night.

- Be a good girl, Lejla. - Thank you for the weekend.

- It's a pleasure. Ciao! - Night!

I have to put it first of all in this hand, okay?

But... it's gone!

- Oh... - Wait a minute, where is it?

- Oh it's here! - No, it's too fast!

Come on, music off, lights out.

- Bye. Good night. - Sweet dreams!

And no talking late, okay?

I'm going to bed.

- See you later. - Good night, Slavko.

Good night, Maida.

Ah, for me?

Wow.

I had them all stuffed in a drawer, so I thought...

Where shall I hang it?

- So young. - Mm-mm.

- That was Budapest, right? - Yes.

600 meters. Good shooting.

I knew you'd have to include that one.

So why now?

I just wanted you to have it.

- Let's drink. - Yeah.

When Bosnia's parliament voted for independence

from Yugoslavia, Bosnian Serb leader Radovan Karadzic

warned of violent consequences.

Now Bosnia is independent and there's growing concern

that violence, even open war, could erupt,

fueled by old ethnic hatreds that are again emerging

as Yugoslavia disintegrates.

In Sarajevo, many believed peace would prevail.

Muslims, Croats and Serbs have lived comfortably together

in the Bosnian capital for decades,

forging friendships and intermarrying.

But the mountains that ring Sarajevo,

where the winter Olympics were held just eight years ago,

are now controlled by Bosnian-Serb militias with heavy weapons.

One kilometer or a kilometer and a half from Sarajevo.

But we don't shoot.

We try just to keep peace

and not to... to control the surroundings of Sarajevo.

You could take Sarajevo tomorrow, couldn't you?

Anytime. We could take it anytime.

Lejla, what are you doing in there?

Bosnian-Serb politicians still talk peace

and they're denying a report that Muslims and Croats

are now being forced at gunpoint to leave their villages.

- I'm trying to find my book. - Can't achieve anything by war.

We don't want to take the others' villages

or the other towns or to impose any revolution.

We just want to be free, to be as independent as the others.

But many Sarajevans don't believe Karadzic wants peace.

Fearing the worst, they're abandoning their city.

- Found my book, Dad. - Hmm?

- Found my book. - Good.

You had it! Ready?

- Bye, Mama. - Thank you for having me.

Bye-bye. Bye-bye, Lejla.

Stay whenever you want.

- Bye! - Bye!

40, 50, 60. Okay.

Come on.

That'll be 17 Deutsche marks.

- Do you think we should be leaving? - I don't know.

I mean, I can't leave the hospital,

but maybe I should be getting Amela and Lejla away.

See you later.

I'm sure that a lot of what is happening is because people are getting

on the bandwagon and creating chaos just to make an easy buck.

And it's our fear that they're living off!

I think it's important to let them know

that we will not be frightened out of our homes.

Yes, I know...

but it's not that, Mr. Selimovic.

My boyfriend's Serbian and he's been called up into the army.

That's why we're going to leave.

- I see. - He doesn't want to fight.

No, I can understand that.

- I'll keep your job for you. - Thank you.

Of course.

My car.

Hey!

Abandon your homes or be murdered.

What can I do? Who can I report it to?

Nobody's interested!

In Zvornik, people are fleeing

with only the clothes they're wearing.

There are reports of young men being murdered or taken hostage.

- Panic is gripping Sarajevo. - Look! It's Zijah!

Do you know how much he's charging for one can of petrol?

200 Deutsche marks!

...is to buy it from the gangs that are running the black market

- that's suddenly developed. - Hey.

- Hey, that's our car! - It can't be.

It is, look! They're selling our new car on TV.

- Hi. - Would you believe it?

For keeping your husband up late last night, Maida.

That is outrageous.

That is outrageous! I should have taped it.

What's happened?

Zijah! He stole my car this morning.

And he's just been selling it on TV, just now! It's just been on!

Talking in a high voice isn't going to bring it back.

No point in having a car.

They won't let anyone through the roadblocks.

- We got through last time, didn't we? - It's different now.

- Have you been called up? - Yeah.

So what are you going to do about it?

I go tomorrow.

Why?

He's been called up.

You don't have to join Karadzic's army.

There are plenty of Serbs who are draft dodging. Miso isn't going.

Miso's a doctor.

And I wouldn't want Miso in my army.

- What will you be doing? - Cadet training.

And if they start firing those guns on the hillsides,

where are you gonna be then?

- Wherever they're not pointing at me. - Firing them?

He said he's cadet training.

- I have nothing to do with artillery. - Perhaps you should have.

Then you could tell your commanding officer

to take his tanks off our hillsides.

I don't like guns pointing at me! Some idiot might set one off!

You can't get sucked into all this, Slavko.

Those guys calling themselves generals are madmen.

They call me Muslim.

They call you Serb.

We're Yugoslav!

You have to get out.

What they got you doing? Training kids to shoot on us?

I can get you three plane tickets out of the city.

You're family to us. You belong to Sarajevo,

not to those idiots in the hills living out their stupid history books!

- How much? - What?

For the tickets. I can hear.

- 10,000 Deutsche marks. - 10,000 Deutsche marks?

Where to, New Zealand?

Vienna.

10,000 Deutsche marks for Vienna?

That's cheap. People are paying twice that price.

- How much are you getting out of it? - Hey.

Maida, l... I don't get anything.

I just want you to get out of the city.

And what the hell would we do in Vienna?

- Be refugees? - No no no no no.

We are not going to be refugees.

That is third world stuff! This is Sarajevo, not Somalia!

We're Europeans, for God's sake!

You can go to Stockholm and stay with Anders.

We can't arrive on Ander's doorstep and say,

"Hi, we're refugees. We'd like to move into your house for the next 20 years."

Vlado spent 15 years building up his business.

And I have worked overtime every week to live the live we do.

So nobody is going to take it away from us now!

The moment we walk away,

we lose everything.

This is our home.

I think you should leave.

I'm just trying to warn you, Maida.

Listen to me.

We don't get our wage until...

unless we start fighting.

A lot of angry soldiers, Vlado.

That's why you should take those tickets.

You may have everything to lose, we have nothing to lose.

You know the most important thing in the world to me

is that you, Maida and Nadja are safe.

Yeah.

See you around.

Sarajevo is now cut off from the rest of the world.

Encircled by Bosnian-Serb machine guns, artillery and tanks.

If they fire just one of those guns up on the hillside,

they will have destroyed themselves.

It's just like what happened in the Gulf.

The Americans will come... pow! Straight at 'em.

But the only response

from the Bosnian-Serb leadership today was silence.

Nadja!

Nadja! You okay?

- Mama! - You're okay away from the windows.

Come on! Get our things.

Okay.

Shh-shh.

Okay.

- Come on, Nadja. - No!

Hop on Daddy's back.

Maida!

They're stuck in the elevator!

There's nothing we can do! Come on! Come on!

Come on.

We should make a run for Miso's.

- I don't want to go anywhere. - We can't stay here.

Come on, come on.

Let's go.

Stay close.

Go on.

Nadja!

Nadja!

- Leave it! - What?

Nadja!

Come inside!

Go on.

Hey, listen.

They're going to frighten us out of our homes, aren't they?

That's what they're doing.

Who are you calling?

Slavko.

I need to find out about those tickets.

I think I should do that.

Lejla?

Never ever go out on your own again.

Make sure either me or your dad are with you.

- Do you hear? - That goes for you, Nadja.

Not until those tanks are gone.

And don't ever use the elevator.

Here, try this on.

The lines are down.

From their dominant positions on the hills rising

above Sarajevo, Bosnian-Serb gunners can precisely target

most of the streets and buildings in the city.

Snipers are now operating from positions along the front lines,

shooting anyone in their sights.

And for the people of Sarajevo,

there is no escape from a city that's become a shooting gallery.

The roads out are closed and the airport is held by Bosnian-Serb forces.

They overran it yesterday

using tanks to crush any opposition.

Now Sarajevans must either surrender their city

or try to defend it.

Okay.

What's he doing now?

If you want to control the black market, start an army.

That's what he's doing.

Zijah's militia...

opportunistic mother...

This is the magazine. This is how... where you load it.

Then you get ready to shoot.

Put the safety... always be careful.

Dear Lejla, my best friend ever in the whole world.

This is my first report to you from the front line.

The electricity and water are still off,

but Dad has found some useless plastic stuff

to put across the windows.

Old Teddy has got a cut on his nose,

but otherwise, the Selimovic family is just fine.

Where are you sleeping?

I'm not allowed in my bed anymore...

and Dad says we're not going down to the basement

because he thinks we'll be safer where we are.

Great! Let's hope he's right or we're dead!

I'm sorry!

- Where are you going? - Get an ambulance, quick!

Young Malik's out there with a rifle.

He doesn't have a chance.

Nadja, come away.

Malik, no time for mistakes.

Like that.

You're going to be on the front line at Dobrinja...

Chetniks shooting at you.

That should do it.

I'll be all right, darling. I will.

I'll be back, okay?

Come here.

Hey hey! Over here! First house!

- Vlado! - Nebojsa!

- Good luck! - Thanks!

Everyone's in.

Okay...

the Serbs are way back.

Back here, no problem.

So, Avram, Samir, Malik and Dusko...

Nevinova Street.

Malik...

Malik, come on!

Forward, for God's sake!

Malik, get forward, you idiot!

You have to get forward into the house!

Malik!

Vlado, get the kid to the house!

Sarajevo's suburbs have become battlegrounds.

Civilians are being caught in the crossfire.

Here in Dobrinja, the fighting is particularly vicious.

It's a predominantly Muslim district next to the Serb-controlled airport.

Its streets are now a killing zone.

Nine of the 25 men in just one unit defending Dobrinja

have died in the last few days.

One of the many tragedies of this conflict...

Home leave.

People who were once friends are killing each other

and the international community appears powerless.

- Nadja. - Thank you.

- Hello? - Vlado, how are you?

Slavko!

- I tried calling you! - How are Maida and Nadja?

Yeah, they're here. They're fine.

Good. I'm really glad to hear that.

Where are you?

Well out of it.

Where?

I told you you should take those tickets.

Yeah... yeah, you were right.

I can still get you out.

It may be your last chance, Vlado.

You've got to take it this time.

- Go on. - Go and see Natasha.

- You know, from the travel agency? - Yeah, of course I know her.

I've given her details of a route you can take

and a special pass to get you through the checkpoint.

It's totally safe, but you have to go today.

Vasa Slava Street, "C" Block, 340.

You've got that? 340 Vasa Slava Street.

Lieutenant Stanic, sir.

Okay. For God's sake, Vlado, you go this time!

Okay, okay, I'll come. Promise me now.

You get the hell out of there!

You should take Nadja and go.

On our own?

I can't leave now. I'm needed here.

Cross the mountains on our own?

- What if it's a trap? - He wouldn't do that to us!

He wants you to be safe!

- I'm not going anywhere without you. - No.

I won't go anywhere without Lejla.

We stay together, Vlado.

Okay, let's see what we have.

Good shooting. Mm-hmm.

Good.

What are you trying to do, shoot his thing off?

Come here, I'll show you.

Okay, you are now trained snipers.

Tomorrow, you'll be going to the front line in Sarajevo...

- One, two and out. ...to the districts of Grbavica,

Dobrinja, Nedzarici, Alipasino Polje.

Men, women, children...

You keep a little breath inside you to keep you still,

and then you will become one with your target.

You see a target, you fire.

Your job is to terrorize, okay?

- Is that clear? - Yes, sir!

I'd rather my team didn't shoot in Alipasino Polje.

Why, you have friends there?

We all have friends there.

But we are Serbs.

You're fighting for our families.

You are shooting for everything and everyone we have lost,

for all our suffering.

Meet Slavko Stanic, the best shooter in Yugoslavia!

Tomorrow, his boys will show us what they can do in Sarajevo.

- Hi! - Happy birthday!

- Happy birthday! - Chocolate!

- Good to see you. - So how does it feel to be a teenager?

She hates being older.

- Hello! - Come on in!

Okay...

Oh look, this is great!

- You guys want beer? - Fantastic!

- You guys want beer? - Sure.

Nadja, can you put this on the piano, please? Thank you.

- Where did you get all this stuff? - Don't ask.

How much did it cost, that's the question.

- You have to celebrate a birthday. - Our pi�ce de r�sistance.

- Pizza! - Oh thank you!

One with tuna, and one pepperoni special.

- Look at that, Lejla! - Maida, you want beer?

- Eat, everybody! - Yeah, come on! Go for it!

- So... - What?

Have you heard from Slavko?

- Yeah, he called. - Yeah?

In fact, he offered us an escape route.

Escape route? What sort of escape route?

Yeah, a route out of the cities.

Said he had some friends on a checkpoint. Nadja.

- Thank you, Dad. - So...

- when are you going? - Piece of pizza for you.

No no, we didn't take it. It was just for that day.

Are you crazy?

Why the hell not?

We have dying people

dumped in the corridors of the hospital every day

and we can't treat them! This is only the beginning!

Vlado did tell us we should leave.

It was me who said no. I wanted us to stay together.

Of course you did. Vlado should have said, "Thank you, but go!"

For God's sake, Vlado, we're talking about survival here!

If anything happens to any of us...

- you know what I'm talking about. - The children...

- Nothing matters more than survival. - You want to survive?

You have to fight for it.

That's why I have to stay.

Sure, but Nadja doesn't, Maida doesn't.

What reason on earth could there be for keeping them here?!

You could have taken my car.

You could have taken Amela and Lejla with you.

I would give anything to get them out! Anything!

I'm sorry.

Let's cheer to the birthday girl.

Thank you.

Cheers!

Hey, how much does it cost, an hour for a woman?

My friend's getting desperate over here.

100 Deutsche marks.

Then tell your sister I owe her 50!

You maniac! What are you trying to do, kill me?

Hello, best friend ever.

Me again.

I spend half my life waiting for a mother

- and here I am, waiting for her again. - Come on, let's go.

Go on.

- We'll go by the market, okay? - Okay.

Here, take this.

- Wait for me, Lejla. - Come on now.

- Can we stop by Nadja's on the way? - No.

I want to come back and do the laundry.

I want to give her the tape.

Have the batteries not run out on that thing yet?

- Where are the wheels? - Oh, Jeez, I've forgotten them.

Would you go back and... it doesn't matter. I'll get them.

- You wait here. - Yes.

Okay.

Oh come on, where is it?

Lejla, have you seen the cart?

- No, Mom. - You had it last.

Okay, where's this...

Hello, best friend ever.

As I was saying, I spend half my life waiting for my mother,

and here I am, waiting for her again.

I was going to use this tape...

I'm not going insane. I'm fine.

There we go.

Lejla.

Come on, Lejla, it's not funny. Lejla, come on.

Let's go. Come on.

Lejla.

Lejla?

Lejla!

Come on, Lejla!

No no, Lejla!

No, God, no. Please, God, no!

Lejla!

No! No, please, God, no!

No!

- Get her inside. - No! No!

Okay.

- We must call Miso. - He's at the hospital.

- I'll call him for you. - No, I don't want him to know.

- You have to, Amela. - No!

There's a sniper in the empty building at the far end.

That's what's happened. They must have taken the building.

She'll be all right.

She's going to be all right.

Vlado.

Get back! Get back!

Maida's just called me.

Will you please get out of here?

Yeah.

- Oh, Miso, I'm so sorry. - Just get out of here.

I don't ever want to see you again.

They can't bury her at the cemetery.

Why not?

It's full.

And no one will go to Bara because of the snipers.

Hello, best friend ever...

I'm not staying here to see my daughter murdered.

Where are you going?

Across the city.

An apartment in Kosovo.

It belongs to a couple who've left, so we can use it until the end of the war.

Hello, best friend ever. It's me again...

Miso got it for Amela and Lejla,

but now Amela wants to be near the grave.

He found it for them the morning she was shot.

Why do you tell me that?

I'm just telling you that he's managed to...

No, you're not! Will you stop playing that freaking tape?!

She'll play it if she wants to!

You're only telling me that because that's what I should have done.

No, I'm not. He heard about it...

And he! He's only doing this now to show me up!

Do you think showing you up is on his mind

the day he's buried his daughter? Every time, you get it wrong!

Oh, what do I get wrong?

Miso understood the situation all along,

from the beginning and you never did! You were blind!

And who told you to take that route out when Slavko phoned?

- It was too late by then! - Miso didn't think so.

How could I leave you when you are on the front line?

- You're leaving me now! - If you can't see why I'm going now...

No, I do. Go on, do it. Shove off.

Yes, I will!

What a good man he is, huh?

What humility on the day he's burying his own daughter

to think of you and Nadja.

- Yes, he is a good man. - I mean it!

How the hell can he still be a good man?!

Go away.

- Nadja... - Go away!

Leave me alone!

Hey!

Help!

How are your boys doing in Sarajevo?

They're okay.

You got to keep an eye on them.

Don't worry, I'll keep them sharp.

This is easy.

We can bomb every Muslim's house in Bosnia.

But there'll be no Serbia, unless we take Sarajevo.

So, which house you want?

Pick any house. We'll save one for you.

Hah.

Hey hey, stop stop, back!

Back up.

Say goodbye.

What happened to my family was 10 times worse than this.

Get them out of here.

To all our families.

- I'll take this house. - Of course.

Okay, we leave this house. Let's go.

We have poor snipers.

- They are targeting the apartment on... - What are you telling me for?

To do something about it.

Why? Are your sales going down?

Everybody in the estate

has to use the streets some times during the week.

And all the victims are people going to the water truck.

Is this it?

Okay.

What else do you need?

There's no one shooting at us from inside the estate.

They've got to be in those buildings over there.

You're looking for anything...

any change in light or shadow...

cigarettes smoke, anything.

Okay.

They've got to be there somewhere.

Help!

Nothing.

Get forward!

Sofia!

Stop!

You stay here.

She's moving.

Dino, bring that car over here.

You have to be seeing at least one of them.

We're not seeing anything.

Get them into the car.

You find these murderers, Vlado.

- Do you know where Dr. Kovacevic is? - I really don't know, sir.

Miso.

Okay.

I need your help.

The bodies of two women shot in the head

in Alipasino Polje were brought in this afternoon.

- Can you give me an autopsy? - Give you an autopsy?

Who do you think you are?

I need to find out from where they were shot.

You think we have time for autopsies?

Miso, please, any information, anything.

Look, I'm doing what I can.

You have to wait in reception like everyone else.

Malik!

How are you?

Vlado, hi.

I am okay.

Thanks.

Girl, 13!

Mr. Selimovic? Mr. Selimovic?

- Mr. Selimovic. - Here.

Please, follow me.

Okay...

the bullet entered the front of the cranium here.

There is a clean hole in the outer layer

and a shattering of the inner layer,

but it got no further than the brain.

The diameter of the wound...

Wouldn't the bullet normally pass through the head?

Don't you know that?

You're the one who does the shooting.

Aside from which part of the body you are hitting,

I would have thought it depends on the distance the bullet travels.

The bullet passed through Lejla's head,

if that information is of any use to you.

Therefore I would surmise

that this bullet was at the end of its trajectory.

Therefore shot from a long distance.

You've had your two minutes.

- The bullet. - What?

That killed her.

That's five... 600 meters away,

shooting through buildings.

Everyone killed has been shot in the head. It's not possible.

I couldn't do it...

but it's possible.

Can't you get at him from here?

I only get one chance. If I miss he'll move.

It's another 15 days looking for him.

- You see that bus on the Serb side? - Yeah.

Now if I get a position behind that,

I can reach him going into the building at the back.

The only way to get behind that bus is crossing the road.

We go under the road.

Okay.

I was wrong.

I couldn't get an angle on him.

- Is Natasha here? - No.

- Where is she? - She doesn't live here.

- I know she lives here. - I don't know who you mean.

- Where is she? - Please, I don't know.

Freaking liar! Freaking liar, where is she?

Please, I don't know.

Tell me one more time that you don't know her,

and I will take you to Zijah

and I will tell them you are an informer.

Please, no.

Sit down.

Now you tell me the truth...

and you'll be okay.

So is she your girlfriend?

She's my sister.

Go on, take it.

Do you know Slavko Stanic?

Did Slavko invite Natasha to go with him to Barcelona?

To the Olympics?

He did, didn't he?

I hoped he would.

We were all going together...

my wife,

my daughter,

Slavko,

your sister.

Is she with him now?

Slavko... he's as a brother to me.

He means as much to me as Natasha does to you.

What do you want me to do?

- I have to go and see them. - It's impossible.

- You just tell me where they're living. - They're up in the hills,

across llidza. It's impossible to go there now.

Draw me a map.

Well, how about that?

Come on in.

Ohh, I was hoping you'd make it.

Come in, come in.

How did you know I was coming?

Natasha's brother called on the C.B. If you had called me yourself,

I would have told those boys on the hill to hold firing until you were over.

Come in.

Natasha!

Get some water and a towel for our guest.

Give me that.

Come in.

There she is.

Isn't she beautiful?

- Hi. - Hi.

Ladies and gentlemen, we will now pay homage

to the athletes and officials of the 172 delegations

which have taken part in the games of the 25th Olympiad.

- They are the stars of the ceremony... - Thanks.

Why have you come here?

Oh, to drink... to talk, hmm?

Is that true?

Yeah.

Of course it's true. We've never been apart for so long.

So, ah, what are you having to drink, hmm?

Cognac, whisky, beer, gin, what do you want? Anything you want.

- Nothing for me. - Of course, you're drinking.

No no, not tonight.

You're my guest now, and tonight you're drinking.

Natasha, whisky and ice for my very best friend.

Hey! And the olives.

Why didn't you shoot me up on the hill?

- Why didn't you shoot me? - When?

Just now.

Isn't that why you're here, to kill me?

That's your job, isn't it?

Since your factory closed, your new job?

Ah, come on, we should be celebrating.

A game of chess!

Sweetheart, let's have the chessboard, hmm?

Whose turn to start?

Okay, you're white.

I'm going to bed.

If you're staying, I'll see you in the morning.

Yeah, good night.

Hmm. Good night, sweetheart. See you later.

I've never met a girl like her before.

Someone who dreams the same as me.

I don't have to explain things to her,

the way I feel or I think. She loves me.

I tell you, Vlado, I'm crazy about her.

This is not me playing games here.

First time I ever felt right with the world.

#It's a very very very good show #

- # A! # - # A! #

- # E! # - # E! #

- # I! # - # I! #

- # O! # - # O! #

- # U! # - # U! #

#A-E-l-O-U! #

So we finally made it to the Olympics.

You're killing women and children on your own streets.

This is war.

You know, you were up on that hill like a little rabbit, a sitting target.

I could have had you just like that.

But you know I'd never kill you.

Do you remember that night in Odessa after we won the pairs?

Yeah, down on the beach.

It was a bottle of this.

I want you to leave with Natasha tonight.

We never did find out who took our clothes.

You're not listening to me.

- I heard you. - Slavko, you've got to stop.

50 years ago, my family was taken from their home, a house like this,

- by Croats and Muslim fascists... - Yeah, I know what happened.

We all know what happened. But didn't we learn anything together?

We were friends.

How can you... find happiness

when you're shooting on your own people?

I've got my happiness now.

Lejla is dead.

You know that?

Yes, she was shot in the head by a sniper.

That wasn't me.

Whoever he was, he was trained by you.

Natasha! Natasha!

Pack everything we can get in the Jeep. We're leaving tonight.

- Why? - Don't ask.

But where are we going?

Just do it. We're going away.

I've been wondering how you've been doing these last weeks...

- worried, huh? - Why, of course.

You've spent a lifetime worrying about me.

Where will you go?

You can stop worrying from now on.

We're finished, Vlado.

No, I want you to call me and you let me know where you are.

You do that, please.

You said it yourself... "It's too late."

I hate anything to end.

I know you do.

And I've had a lot of tired days because of that over the years.

Been worth it though.

- You go inside, yeah? - Okay.

Slavko!

No!

No, no!

Fatigues, flack jacket, bulletproof vest.

It's all Israeli, we get what we can find.

Brandy, two bottles...

French.

So... you got him.

Well done.

Yes, sir, can we help you?

What's going on?

We have decided to come to work.

There hasn't been any post for two months. What're you talking about?

This is our job.

If we want to come to work, then we will come to work.

And no one's gonna stop us.

How did you get here?

- Walked. - From Kosovo?

Yes.

So what time do you finish?

3:00.

Are you trying to chat me up?

I'll come outside.

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

I saw Amela last night.

And they're gonna give Lejla a proper burial when they get the chance.

She said Miso wants you to be there.

Hello, best friend ever.

I went in the morning to get water.

There was shooting by the water truck, but no one was hurt.

Zelijko was crying when I told him about you.

So you see, he didn't hate you.

That's all I can think of today.

I'll be better tomorrow.