All language subtitles for Gremo mi po svoje 2 (2013)

A film by

GOING OUR WAY 2

Now, after years of effort by a vast
creative team, this film is before you.

Never before seen, beyond imagination,
fascinating

A film of incredible beauty, full of
great truths and keen details.

A film to make you see the world and
its inhabitants in a different light.

Poetic, yet entertaining.

Sometimes shocking, but never sad.

A film that has touched the hearts
of viewers at home and abroad.

A film breaking box office records.
Taking top awards at major festivals.

Winning over film fans and
the sharpest critics alike.

Klemen!

The work of a young,
yet mature artist.

An historic premiere,
with a capital P.

What's he dreaming?

The award for outstanding
achievement goes to...

- Klemen.
- Klemen!

You're talking in your sleep.

About what?

Scary stuff.

You said, you're so, so in love...

...with your history teacher.

Get the camera!
We're going to work!

Grega!

Wow, what a joke, seriously.

"THE CLEVER GROUNDHOGS"

Can't wait to meet the neighbors.

Yeah, I hope there's some fine babes.

"...the mosquito is now reported
in Novo Mesto. Take utmost caution."

"Panic is spreading, however.
Is Nature taking revenge for our abuse?"

"A vocal few believe the Albino Mosquito
is divine retribution for our sins."

Conference!

Our task today is to finish
setting up camp.

The camp is set up, dude.

Don't call me dude, dude!

- Fine, we still need to hang netting.
- What kind of netting?

Haven't you heard about the "Albino?"

We heard, we heard - la, la, la, la...

...panic, panic...

We know, we know. Tropical mosquito.
Heading our way. Blah, blah. Take caution.

You need to take caution! Period.
That's why we're hanging netting.

Because if you're bit,
you're dead. Period!

You won't be joking when one of you
catches malaria or worse.

So, where do we get netting?

Can I help?

Super! Done! There's not much time.
The others are on their way.

I don't want to hear comments, like
"Fine"..."beautiful"..."interesting."

That's it.

You couldn't catch a sardine with this.
Look at this hole.

Bite me, mosquitoes.

Fine, fine. Interesting!

Nice, huh?

Yes. But everything's different.

How will we get there, if we
don't know where we're going?

Boys, I like the changes.
But I don't want to get lost at night

when I go pee.
What are these nets?

Precautions. Because of the Albino.

What a-a-albino?

That new mosquito.

The nasty one.

Transparent, invisible.
They're from Africa.

Albino means without color or pigment.
But the media spun it their way again.

Some experts say
it can carry AIDS.

You're pulling my leg!
What were you watching?

Pop TV.

I wouldn't want to catch AIDS
before I lose my virginity.

And what is this?

That's...

That's... a mansion.

For me?
Thanks!

Actually... for us three.

Oh, yes. Right.

We have neighbors.

I noticed, son.

I just hope they aren't some dainty
butterflies in rehab, to distract you.

No, they're scouts.

Competition. Interesting.

- You hear something?
- Yes.

- Yes, and?
- I don't understand anything.

Give it to me.

Turn it up!

What's with you? Idiot!
You want to fry my brains?

- Sorry, sorry.
- Forget it. Turn it down.

Damn!

Slovenians from Styria.

Look at him! Who does he think he is?
Gen. Maister? Parading like a peacock.

I can't stand guys from Styria. I'm
much better with girls from Styria.

Check out their cook! Cute... Cutie.

- Let me see if she's that good.
- What do you know about broads?

- I'm really experienced for my age.
- Right... In your dreams.

- Why do Styrians bug you?
- They're annoying. Loudmouths.

- Like those ones down south. - Italians?
- No, Slovenians from the coast.

- So, tell us.
- Fine. We went to Amsterdam

for the World Cup.
Slovenian Sports Fans United,

This guy tries to hit on my chick.

If you don't jump, you're not Slovene!
Hey, hey, hey!

- My Mom? - Not your Mom, son.
This was after the divorce.

- No big deal.
- Why so worked up,

- if it's no big deal?
- Why?

Because you just don't do that!
We're there to cheer the team.

And he steals my girl.
Traitor!

So, I had a few drinks after the match.

Slovenia...

- And wham! He pounces on my little mouse.
Degenerate. - Guys from Styria are wild.

Girls from Styria are wild.
And girls from Carinthia.

Attention!

Settle down! At ease.

Ribbit, ribbit, croak, croak,
you bullfrog. Damn these mosquitoes!

They brought them from that swamp
they call a city.

Little guys, what do you think of that?
First night without your parents... Scary.

We're just scared a little, not a lot.

So, why did you sign up for scouting?
Did you see it in some movie?

- I like it - nature and stuff.
- My parents said you'll watch out for us.

Parents...

- Whose phone is that?
- Sorry. Girlfriend. Crisis.

Yeah, girls are a crisis.
Remember that, guys.

Whatever. Watching out for you
are Alex, Snoozer and Jaka.

- Why? We're not leaders.
- I just promoted you to leaders.

- Can I ask why?
- Why?

Because your phone rang, and
all three, as a reward,

for setting up such a nice campsite.
You're promoted.

Nice. Watching kids. From
mosquitoes or bears?

Bears? What bears?

If you manage that these elves
don't poop themselves the first night,

you'll get a survival nanny

which is very well respected.

Look at that bullfrog,
strutting like some peacock.

Who does he think he is,
General Maister?

Has anyone heard of a survival nanny?

Shame on you pack of slackers! There's
no such thing as a survival nanny.

- I lied.
- Scouts never lie.

Jon, double guard duty!
Aw, come on! Not fair!

Fine. Seeing as I also lied,
I admit it, it's not nice...

- I'll do guard duty with you.
- What an honor!

- Thanks. I'm really happy.
- Nice.

See how little you need to be happy?
Settle down! At ease.

- Should we attack them?
- Absolutely not.

We scouts get along. As long
as no one tries anything.

We like bullfrogs.
Unless we...

What's wrong with you?
Want me to fall off?

They say they're dangerous.
This new kind. Hallucinations, fever...

Kid, you're on the internet
way too much. Smack me again,

and I'll text your father.

Then the camera flies over the
countryside, in a gorgeous

- helicopter shot, to reveal...
- Enough with your movie.

- Boring. Really.
- I don't have the money.

It's a big project. There's
no respect for art anymore.

All they want is pretty faces and
movie stars. It's stupid.

- That's why there are people like you.
- Yeah, that's how it is.

Let me be direct. You're not
good at explaining things.

- You talk like an idiot. Sorry.
- I know.

I tried out for the debate
team, but they cancelled it.

I was the only one
who signed up.

So, I'll be your assistant. Let
me do the talking for you.

They'll listen to me.

Awesome...

That's enough!

Please.

Responsibility sucks.
I'm already stressed.

Don't worry. You'll be
getting a survival nanny.

Holding their hand, smearing
them with sunscreen,

- spraying them for mosquitoes.
- Don't sweat it.

We'll just keep an eye on them

and show them how to do stuff.

Hey, guys. Do we go to sleep now?

- Sleep, of course. - Do we have to
turn out the light? - Of course.

- It can't stay on? - No, no, no.
- It wastes the battery, right?

- Yes. It's not ecological.
- What if somebody has to pee?

He'll turn on the light and

- go pee. - Out in the woods. Good night.
- Night-night. - Night-night.

- Who do you keep calling?
- My girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend.

NeLl'a? I thought you guys
would always be together.

- Weird. - Is she ex for sure?
Women are fickle.

Irrevocably. Read the message:
"Is it really over?"

"Really. Irrevocably. Sorry."
- Don't get down.

- You'll get depressed.
- I'm already depressed. Really deep.

Stars... a billion stars.

There's a lot of them, yeah.

For instance, Betelgeuse,
a supergiant, one of the brightest.

Imagine if our sun was just 1 cm wide,

Betelgeuse would be

ten meters wide.

What a tan! You'd need a
sunscreen with SPF 15,000.

Do you think we're alone
in this big, big universe?

No idea.

Maybe we came from space. Not like this,

But like microorganisms or bacteria

from comets, meteorites, cosmic rays.

We paramecia sure came a long way.

How do you think this all came to be?
Who created this?

I don't have a clue.
It's a true work of art.

- Evil pack of demons!
- Bravo, my Styrians.

Mayda...

You could have been more attentive!

"I thought I was on duty with
the world's toughest dude.

So why bother watchin'?"
- That's just what I was thinking.

- Mayda, please! - Fine, we need
to confront the situation.

You're right. Run up the extra flag.

Problem solved. Let's go back to sleep.

Come on, Mayda. They tricked
us, without provocation.

Run up the reserve. Then we'll go talk

- to your "kinfolk."
- My kinfolk? - Linguistically speaking.

You've lived in Ljubljana all your
life, but you still talk like a Styrian.

We moved to Ljubljana when I was eleven.

- And you still sound like one of them.
- "Say wha'?"

Flag-raising is cancelled,
thanks to the Styrians!

"The Flag is a hallowed thing."

- How do we know it was them?
- Then who? Squirrels?

- Without our flag... - We don't exist.
- Clever Groundhogs gone for good!

O.K., O.K. Forget the past.

You two join me for the negotiation.
And Snoozer. Where's that poodle-boy?

- In the mansion. Problems. - What
kind of problems? - With issues.

- What kind of issues? - He finally fell
asleep at dawn. He's hallucinating.

Stop the ride!

Who's that?
Aren't you still with Grandma?

Sonny, Grandma's still alive.
Don't tell her anything!

Please! She'll kill me
when she passes over here.

Then I'll be dead twice over.

You know how Grandma gets
when she's mad.

This is my new lady friend.
On this side.

The other side. Whatever.

Astral.

You're kidding me!
I'm going back to sleep.

- Back to sleep or to go on sleeping?
- That is the question.

Sonny, you sleep too much for your age.
Esmeralda!

- We're getting older, older.
- Hey, old lady!

- Don't you "old lady" me!
- Where'd you get the wig, shaggy?

This is no wig.
These are my lovely locks.

- NeLl'a adores my locks.
- You'll soon forget NeLl'a.

- The old lady's right, old man.
- Never. And don't call me "old man."

Old man, old man, old man...

NeLl'a!

NeLl'a!

Old man! Hey, old man...

Don't call me old man, stupid parrot.

- What parrot, dude? You're dreaming.
- What, what?

They stole our flag. We
need you for a negotiator.

- Who stole it? - The other troop. The
Golden Foxes, or whatever they are.

- So, let's go.
- Why do I have to go?

- So you can translate into Styrian.
- It's not like they're from Uzbekistan.

Close enough.

- GREE-TINGS!
- Greetings! Greetings! Greetings!

- Greetings, Vixens. You're quite cunning!
- We're not vixens. We're Foxes.

- The Golden Foxes. What brings you here?
- We came for our flag.

What's the ransom price?

- Rad hair, Shaggy! Like, insane!
- I'm not insane.

That's just the way they talk.

Can I give it a touch?

- What a mane, for real.
- It's a little tough to comb.

Are we done?

The penalty's not so bad.
Sort of generic. It won't be hard.

- Fine, I'll send a couple of boys.
- No, no. I wasn't thinkin' like that.

I thought those two on watch,
when we swiped your flag.

It's their fault, right?
Why make the rest pay for it.

- Right. We'll be right there.
- Fine. The rest can come visit.

We'll get to know one another.
Cordially invited.

Really, thanks awful much.
But, they're just so busy...

I insist. It'll be fun.

- Hi, I'm Mayda.
- Hi, Mayda.

- Go on! Both Mayda...
- And both cooks, and both blondes.

No, I have red hair.

Well, sometimes I'm a blonde, too.

I knew you Styrians drank a lot,
but you sure eat a lot, too.

We let it pile up from yesterday's lunch.

- Really? How nice. Thanks.
- Keep shootin' boy.

Watch your composition. Step a mite
closer to catch every emotion.

A round of applause for the dishwashers.

- Hello, hello, Snoozer? NeLl'a's calling.
- Quit joking!

- You got a gal?
- Of course not. That's history.

She won't quit bugging me. She's
possessive - calling, nagging.

If you got a gal, best tell me now.

I'm not one for jokes, Shaggy.

You know why the skeleton wouldn't
jump off a 15-story building?

'Cause it doesn't have balls.

- I'll come visit. - You promise?
- Scout's honor.

What do you think: "You're
so cute, you make me sigh.

It's your fault
my blood pressure's high."

- You don't have to make it all rhyme.
- It doesn't make sense all the time.

...warn against panic

and unproven cures

promoted by pharmaceutical concerns.

Insectologists and various experts

have yet to determine
if the danger is real.

- It's pointless. There won't be any damage.
- That's the point.

No damage, dude.
We're just playing. This isn't war.

- Throw Muscles at them. That'll finish
them. - No, that would be a war crime.

Then they'd send us to The Hague.

- I told you, tie to the left. The left!
- It's the same to the right.

Backtalk? I'm the leader
and you obey me.

How about if I'm the
leader and you obey me?

Yeah, Muscles, switch. Make him
the leader. He can teach the others

- and take the blame.
- Yeah, switch. He looks big enough.

- Then you can get a little rest.
- Because you're so much older.

I don't want to be a scout leader.
I don't have time for this.

Are you crazy?
What if he would said yes?

- What, to be a scout leader?
- Yeah.

- So?
- Then I'd have to obey that dwarf.

Are you putting us on, or is
this your permanent state?

Since we're advocates of fair play...

Since we're advocates of
fair play, we're here to

declare vengeance for the
unwarranted theft of our flag.

- Translate. - No need. And?
- And, what? - What are you declarin'?

- Oh. War!
- Who wins? - We do, of course.

- It will be fun, y'all.
- Don't you "y'all" me.

Where do we get armaments?

On sale!

Back, back, back!

Did we win?

- Good day. - Good day.
- May I carry this?

- No, I'll carry it.
- I'll carry it. - I insist.

- I insist.
- I'm stronger.

- I'm stronger, I said.
- You want to duke it out? - With you?

- Any time. At midnight; In my undies!
- Before midnight and no undies!

All right! Can I at least get
a towel before you two grapple, eh?

- Get a towel!
- Get two!

- Mosquitoes! I hate 'em.
- I hope it's not an Albino.

- What Albino? - The nasty one.
Hallucinations and hepatitis.

Leader Grega likes to exaggerate.
He watches too much internet.

Right this way, please.

- What in heck were you feuding about?
- It was only water.

- Say what? - Non-carbonated.
- Non-flavored.

Water, yes.
What about all that plastic?

You know
it takes 250 years to decompose?

- It's already being picked up.
- Scout's honor.

I better not see one
scrap of plastic.

- Understand? - Understood, eh.
- Say what? - I said, it's understood, eh.

Eh, don't you give me "eh!"

- What's that contraption?
- A pioneer structure.

- Are you for real? Weapons?
- That's right.

We fought with our bare hands,
but y'all were dishonest.

Who came up with this craziness?

If I remember correctly
from my school days... Ancient Romans.

Oh, you mean this particular one.
That was... Scout Mohor!

Naughty!

- Why aren't you picking up anything?
- I'm a leader and I'm older.

- And I have back pain.
- Yeah, you're a pain, all right.

- One more like that and I'll pound you.
- Didn't you say you'd take care of us?

You have to watch out for
yourself, that's the story.

We can't keep pampering you. You
have to go your own way, too.

Yeah, make it happen.

That was some block.
Like an awesome goalie.

I'm the sportsman type, you know.

So, why are you here - really?

- You got a kid here, maybe?
- No, don't have kids yet.

- I'm here on business.
- Business?

Inspection. Check you out a little.
European Union directives. Standards.

- Are you crazy? Standards?
- European directives?

Where will my tent be?
You're obligated

to provide me with overnight
accommodations, eh?

- And send a couple of boys down there
to fetch my papers. - What papers?

And don't put me next
to someone who snores.

The tent, I mean.

I'm sorry, we all snore here.
I don't advise it.

We're world champion snorers.

It's awful. I haven't slept for days.
Really.

Let the inspector lady roast.

- Boys, where have you put me?
- In the middle, between both camps.

- So you'll be closer to your work.
- And nobody snores anywhere around.

I'm going to sleep. We begin tomorrow.
I'll check everything, A to Z.

And you'll take some exams.

That'll be a good one. Rough day.
Have a drink?

Sure. What have you got?

Homemade berry juice. Just kiddin'.

Let's go down by the river.
If my ol' lady catches me...

Then let's be careful.

- We came here first.
- We were here already last year.

- Yeah, so? - And the year before.
- Fine. Parliament isn't in session.

What'll we do with this inspector lady?
She'll guzzle our blood, for sure.

Mosquitoes just suck blood.
She guzzles it.

Like a Styrian.

- That's just a stereotype.
- I know, I know.

Maybe you should just boff her.

- No, no. You boff her. Scabby broad.
- Mayda would kill me.

- Mine would too.
- Cheers!

Go to bed!

What a bunch of characters.
They get on my nerves.

- Especially that Muscles.
- We're still little.

- You're an idiot.
- Let's do something to shake them up.

- Yeah, great idea!
- But what?

I don't know.
Something to freak them out.

Enooooough!

Want some more?

Did you have to get so sloppy drunk?

I didn't have that much.

You should take the paddle when
you pretend to go paddling.

- Always the same story.
- What same story?

- Mayda, you exaggerate.
- I exaggerate?

- Did I get drunk?
- You didn't get drunk.

I did. I mean,
that bullfrog got me drunk.

It's good there's always
someone else is to blame.

Of course he's to blame.
He had the can.

- I want to have a baby.
- Sure, Mayda, you can have one.

But not today, I'm feelin' poorly.

- You know what Styrians are like.
- Slovenians are all the same:

Styrians, Carinthians,
Highlanders, those from the coast,

I forgot what they're called. You men
are all the same. I'm pregnant.

- No movement.
- Maybe they didn't notice we're gone.

- Or they don't care.
- How can they be that way?

- What if something happens to us.
- Like what?

- Like if something attacks us,
or eats us.- Let's go back.

- Let them find us. - How can they find
us, if they're not looking for us?

Maybe they're still planning. After
all, they don't know where we went.

We should have left a note
telling them where we went.

- Then they wouldn't be so worried.
- My mom will flip,

- when she finds out. - It won't be
our fault; We're still little.

Greetings. I'm Ines.
I'm here because of new European

scouting directives.
I'm verifying standards

of hygiene, order, and general
well-being affecting your stay.

Please inform me of any
concerns you may have,

including with your scout leaders.

Don't be afraid. That's why I'm here.
Young man, go ahead.

If something's wrong, will you
expel us from the European Union?

We really don't appreciate you
hasslin' us with your bureaucracy.

We're on summer break.

- All right, but there must be order, eh?
- We have order... in our own way.

Fine. First we'll count off.

Then check medical reports,
to see if you're healthy.

Followed by hygiene,
cooking... lesson plans.

Let's just begin.

- Ouch! An albino bit me, I swear!
- Oh shit! Are they here?

I'm O.K., thanks.

"We're going our way."
- Bravo.

- Good job, watching them.
- You're real specialists.

Did you want us to sleep in their tent?

- They must have slipped out at night.
- Now what'll we do.

If "Scout-zilla" finds out,
we'll be fu-u... in trouble.

She's gettin' on our last nerve.
We'll help you search.

Thanks, but what do we tell her?

"Golly, we just noticed the
little guys are gone."

"They bolted,
because they were mistreated

and poorly supervised."
- Why tell her anything?

Tomorrow we set off.
She can stay and count cans

- and rolls of toilet paper.
- That's a good one.

She wakes up; Nobody's there.

- Are you nuts? She'll have a fit.
- Someone should stay here,

- to control her. Like me.
- O.K., you control her.

I agree. And one of ours
should also hold the fort.

- What about the two of us? - Mayda, we
can't find anything on an empty stomach.

Can you make it?

My little dwarves,...where are yoooou?

It's time to fill out reports, eh?

You just ate Peter Pan, now
I'm going to eat you...

I didn't.
I just spread him on my bread.

How? It was that one time only
that we didn't take precautions.

Can't help it,
if you're such a stud.

As the lead party, I propose that we

camp here and coordinate the search.

I was just going to say.
Mommy, are you O.K. here?

- Signal if there is something!
- Whistle it,

in Morse code.

- I doubt the little guys went far.
- They're scared as it is.

Let's check the woods.
They wouldn't wander up here.

Just testing!

He's on top of her already.
But they're alone.

Maybe they're really
looking for us.

- Why don't they find us?
- Maybe they think

- we're someplace else.
- Should we look for them?

Do we know how?

"Should we take rigorous precautions
or is the danger exaggerated?"

"Let's hear from an expert."

Sorry...

The hike had been planned,
so they went.

How come you're hard of hearing?
And your ears are so attractive.

- Say what? - You're hard of hearing.
- My pop was a soldier.

He's retired now.
Once he shot a pistol,

- close to my head.
- You mean, at you?

- No, just kidding. Past me. Out of joy.
- Out of joy?

His guys won the election.
He got soused,

and shot in the air.
But close to my ear.

- Why don't you wear a hearing aid?
- Plastic, batteries, not ecological.

And they're ugly.

- We should go back.
- Then we could say,

- we left by accident.
- You two are scaredy-cats.

- Why did we go at all?
- To show them we're tough.

- Let's go back before they find us.
- Good idea.

They're so funny. They'll be so proud

we didn't find them. Now we can
party with the Styrian guys.

- With the Styrian girls, right, Snoozer?
- Don't report

that we found them. Let those
guys stress out up there.

Nothing here.

I love...

D-I-T-T-O.

Got it? You're in love. You see her.
You can't reach her.

- She sees you.
- Where is she?

She's not there. Just pretend she is.

- Focus on that point over there - her.
- There?

Super. Let's go.

Camera! You're looking... lovingly.
He's got talent, huh?

- Louder!
- There's no dialog!

- Does Maja still have... What's it called?
- Narcolepsy?

Yeah, she just falls asleep.

- Hi.
- Hey. - I'm Jaka. - I'm Da�°a.

My family doesn't understand me.

Friends? Even less.
Only you understand me.

- Got it? Are we ready?
- Wait, makeup!

Makeup... come on.

O.K., but why can't she stand there?
I could act it out better.

She's a great actress and
she doesn't have time

to stand there to motivate you.
Shut up and act!

- Hurry, we're losing the sunlight.
- O.K., she's there.

A sexy babe. I want her.
That's it. Roll it!

Do you know why the skeleton
wouldn't jump off the cliff?

'Cause it doesn't have balls.

- Hi, we're here.
- We surrender.

Is everything O.K.? We heard yelling.

- Do you need help?
- No need. Everything's fine.

A hit. Something new
for Slovenian films.

Can I interrupt the creative process?

- Sure, Jon. What's up?
- I have an idea and need advice.

- We're listening. - A talent show
with me as "Jon, the Pop Priest."

I'm good with people. They listen to me,

even confess to me.
I could wear a hood...

I don't know... It's risky.

- Why? - Will the Church let us?
It's a big outfit.

They could be offended.
Competition and all.

I'll handle it.

The idea's got potential.

- Martin!
- What do you need?

- We need a helicopter.
- You think I'm the Defense Minister?

- Or I can get one at the supermarket?
- No, for the camera.

For the camera, a special one? Fine.

- We'll have helicopter shots? You rule!
- Of course.

Children run off and
you don't say a word!

You sure put one over on me.

I didn't mean any harm.

- Are you going to shoot me just like that?
- Don't worry.

- God, you're hot-blooded.
- I'm a mountain gal, eh?

- Hi, we're home.
- So, you guys went for a little walk?

You, you you. No, no, no.

You have to ask me or a leader first.

- Clear? - Yes!
- Good, good.

What's with her? She sweetened up.
Did you boff her?

- Me? Come on.
- Scouts never lie.

- We're just friends.
- Right. Whatever.

Due to the lack of order and discipline

- Not again!
- ...in total opposition

- to European standards.
- We gotta get rid of her.

I am announcing extreme measures.
We may need to close down the camp.

That means going home, and
expulsion from the association.

- Any ideas?
- Let me think.

We're in a crisis!

You could have made a bigger effort.

- We're all tightening our belts.
- I gave it my all.

All of Europe. And to you it's a joke!

Jaka!

- Would you like a brother or a sister?
- No. - Too late!

You devil-woman. You'll be sorry.

No. I don't believe in those things.

- Come on. It's just a little fun.
- We can be serious again tomorrow.

- I don't know. I'm not so sure.
- The manual says:

"Scouts enjoy humor... we
respect traditions."

- And that's our tradition.
- Going way back.

- What do I do?
- Mayda, explain the rules.

Thanks, Mayda.
The rules are as follows:

Forget the rules! Let
us raise up the damned.

Laugh, laugh. You won't laugh
when you're all bit up.

Hear the wind? It brings
mosquitoes to drink your blood.

Muscles, I am Death.

Feel my, slimy, spongy
tongue lick your legs.

Mommy, mommy, mommy!

Look out the window!
See the face of evil.

Look out the other window!

How can she hate snoring,
if she's hard of hearing?

It's the frequency.

- Uh-oh, NeLl'a's calling. - NeLl'a?
Which NeLl'a? Tell her I'm busy.

Hi, NeLl'a. Jaka, here. He's not here.
He has a date.

You know how he is.
He says you two broke up.

Could you and I get together?

Great! Now that you're free.

Got to go. See you.

- Hi.
- Hey.

"All month we warned you about
the dreaded albino mosquito.

As it happens, the scare was overblown.

Reports of the albino mosquito

were a hoax."
- A hoax? But they said...

A hoax?

How could that be?

They say
this albino business isn't true.

Of course. Did you think we
could really do that to her?

We're not that crazy.

It was a hoax... sorry.

Come in.

- Thanks.
- No problem.

Got to go. Clients are waiting.

- Alex, how are you?
- I promised you a birthday present,

- but I don't have any money.
- No big deal.

I picked you a bouquet.
And wrote a poem.

Over and over, each day anew,

I'm overcome with thoughts of you.
My Maya, Maya mine.

Day by day, my joy denied, when
I can't be there, by your side.

My Maya, Maya mine.
Hope beats in my heart,

We won't be long apart.
Maya, Maya, mine, mine.

Oh, it's lovely.

My cousin's buddy has a model workshop.

- "You break it, you're dead," he told me.
- Who's gonna break it?

- We're pros.
- This is not looking good.

- Get out of the frame!
- Hold my hand. Don't be scared.

- Let us pray. - I don't know how.
- Me neither.

- What's your new girlfriend's name?
- Gabriela!

You keep bitching over and over.
Same old story.

- Y'all could at least say "thank you."
- Who says we didn't?

- Y'all never said it. - We did.
- Nobody heard anything',

And I got big ears.

- Who knows why you have big ears.
- Just say thank you.

Wait a minute.
Don't tell me you saved us.

Thanks for helping!
There's a difference.

Know what? You're clueless!

I had to drink the whole can.
You had half a liter

and crawled like a caterpillar.

- What did you call me?
- Just ask me.

- What are you? - What am I?
- A Styrian booze-bag!

Fire sale.

Discount. Fire sale...

- Old lady! Old Lady!
- I could quit drinkin' tomorrow!

- Who's an old lady?
- I'll show you!

- Tell me off?
- I'll show you...

- For Ljubljana!
- For all of Styria!

Ljubljana! Three, four, GO!

Sorry!

Translation: Joe Valencic

Go to bed!