All language subtitles for Zombie.and.the.Ghost.Train.1991

- ZOMBIE & THE GHOST TRAIN -

8th April.

My whole life tasted like
sour gall in my mouth-

- but I felt no remorse,
nor shame or fear-

- for I myself was responsible
for what I now am.

SIX MONTHS EARLIER
HELSINKI

Look! A ship's coming in.

WELCOME HOME, ZOMBIE

Watch out!

Are you Antti Autiomaa?

- Yes, but...
- Come on!

- Where to?
- You'll find out soon enough!

What's going on?

- Where are you taking him?
- He's a deserter - and a faggot!

- You can't treat him like...
- Do you want to come, too?

Dammed jerk!

Private Autiomaa!

What the hell is this?

Soldier!
Soup for the officers.

TURPENTINE

Fuckin' hell!

How's things, guys?

Are you on your way home
from a gig?

Do you know Harri?

Harry and The Mule fukkers?

We were at school together.

We played a lot together.

G H O S T T R A I N

Antti!

- Did you get leave so soon?
- Well, sort of.

- I bet he's messed up again.
- Easy on, now.

- Well?
- I got them off my back.

Actually, it was more like
they got me off their backs.

So how's things here, then?
Everything okay?

Why is Dad home
at this time of day?

- Guess what they did to him.
- What?

He got fired.
Straight off, just like that!

He took it so hard
that he had a heart attack.

I feel like putting a bomb
in his boss's o ffice.

- What are you going to do now?
- I'll look around a bit.

Get my self a job...

2nd December. Home again,
after a long time away.

Life continued amid the ruins of
my childhood as if everything-

- would last forever, but I felt
an inevitable loss.

- Is Marjo there?
- Marjo who?

There's no dammed Marjo here!

Hi! You've reached Harri's
answering machine.

I'm not home because I'm riding
to glory with the Mulefukkers.

Fuck!

I lost all my dreams
just because of you

I hide from the world
'c ause you've made me blue

I look out of the window
the rain is pouring down

I miss you, my darling and
keep hoping you'll come around

But no, you're gone
I've lost you for ever

All I've got is my dreams
and you've made me so blue...

Soviet troops invaded
the Vilnius TV Centre.

Tanks ploughed into the crowds
and troops attacked civilians...

I keep looking out the window
like we two used to do

I miss you, my darling

I'm so alone
Please come back to me

But no, you're gone
and I've lost you for ever

All I've got is my dreams
and you've made me so blue

Get me down from here!

For God's sake!
Down - right now!

PATHOLOGY, VIROLOGY
SERO-BACTERIOLOGY

You didn't spend much time
in the Army either!

My company commander said
it was much better-

- for both the Finnish army
and me if I got out.

I got a discharge on
grounds of mental health.

Doesn't it bother you that you
can't work in the civil service?

- You can never be president.
- Or postman!

Let's toast to that!

- How's the band doing?
- Not bad. Big wheels are rolling.

Finland's in the bag.
So next we take on the US.

- You recognize those guys?
- Sure.

- Who are they?
- The Ghost Train.

What's that?

A band with a load of gigs,
but no-one's heard them play.

Stay away from them.

Heard anything of Marjo?

Yes I have. Sorry to say.

I see. Well, tell me then.
I can take it.

She got fed up waiting, I guess.
She's seeing a hair stylist.

6th December. Full moon.
A sleepless night.

Jealousy and emptiness
take turns in my head.

I'm sad, but determined.

Hi!

- What are you doing here?
- This is a hairdresser's, eh?

- A shampoo and cut, thanks.
- Okay, take a seat.

- Since when are you a hairdresser?
- I'm only a trainee so far.

- I guess you have a good teacher.
- Can't complain.

- Why did you come here?
- To see an old friend.

- You could have kept in touch.
- And you.

- Not a word, not even a postcard.
- Bullshit.

Can we talk about this somewhere
else? Take a lunch break?

I can't afford lunch breaks.

- Is everything alright?
- Oh, sure.

Wimp!

I like it here, but perhaps
I ought to be studying.

I don't know if it's worth
thinking about that stuff.

- I can teach you.
- Oh, sure!

I'm a graduate of the
Vidal Sassoon Institute in Paris.

I see that in your touch.

The toughest school of all,
they accept only ten in a thousand.

Oh, fuck!

- Fucking Vidal! I'll kill you!
- Bloody hell, Zombie!

Stop it, guys! Let him go.
Can't we talk this over?

We'll settle it right now!

I was waiting for the tram,
with my girlfriend-

- when this psycho
attacked me from behind.

He kicked my ankle real hard.
It was difficult to restrain him.

I'm really glad
you guy s turned up here.

A guy like that's dangerous,
a threat to other people.

I don't know what you can do.
Lock him up at least.

- What do you want?
- I want to talk.

Do you want some?

Is that bastard outside?

In that case, we've nothing
to talk about.

7th December. Love doesn't die,
it just leaves us. It's we who die.

I'd never thought she'd
be with a guy like that.

Perhaps she's just trying to
provoke you.

You haven't been all that
active with her, though.

- How're things otherwise?
- I'm taking one day at a time.

What's the problem?

- Lend me a thousand.
- That's a lot o f money.

- Living is expensive nowadays.
- Get a job.

I've tried.

This week I've already been
a soldier, a helper and an intern-

- but I'm not made for normal jobs.
- You've not found the right one.

- What might that be, then?
- You play the bass better than most.

- Who'd hire me?
- Have you asked around?

- Well... No.
- Give it a try.

You don't happen to need
a bass player?

- Sorry. Not right now.
- You see?

Okay, you'll get that thousand,
but not as a loan.

- You'll have to work for it.
- Right. Sure.

You'll tour with us
and give the roadies a hand.

Besides, it'll do you good.

- When do we go?
- In five minutes.

All right!

Darling, I'm dropping you a line
I just drove past Hollola town

The cop who stopped me
got a bit aggressive

cause my blood test
showed positive

I'm driving cattle
back to Karelia

and I don't think I'll make it
home by Monday night

I'm driving cattle
back to Karelia

and I don't think I'll make it
home by Monday night

Darling, I think I almost
lost my herd

when my horse had to get shod
in Joensuu town

Now they're running wild
all over the dammed town

and I gotta tell you darling,
it sure does get me down

I'm driving cattle
back to Karelia

and I don't think I'll make it
home by Thursday night

I'm driving cattle
back to Karelia

and I don't think I'll make it
home by Thursday night

Solo!

I'm driving cattle
back to Karelia

and I don't think I'll make it
home by Saturday night...

Okay, 'bye! See you at Evijärvi.

Fuckin' hell?!

Zombie, wake up! You shit!

- What the?!
- Always the same!

I won't stand this much longer.
I'm getting fed up with you!

Oh, go to sleep! Shit!

- Remember David Lee Suhonen?
- What's he done now?

He fancied this daughter
of a shoe manufacturer.

Wanted to get her pregnant
so he could get his hands on-

- her inheritance, shoe factory etc.
He had tattoos all over-

- and her dad was a sauna freak.
Every time he visited-

- the father said:
"David Lee, let's take a sauna."

Well he couldn't,
all covered with pictures...

- Donald Duck on his arse, eh?
- Mickey Mouse. Donald's nephews...

On his fifth visit, when it was
all to be settled, the dad said:

"David Lee, now we take a sauna."
They'd been boozing. Dave had-

- trouble with his tie. Dad went in.
When Dave joined him, there was-

- a dead silence when the dad saw
what a freak his son-in-law was.

After a minute's silence he said:
"David Lee, it's all off."

"You look like some friggin'
wallpaper ad!"

David Lee said: "You don't know
a fucking thing about art!"

"Keep your daughter.
A musician's got other women, too."

"I don't need her!"
A damn good bass player.

He would've made Deep Purple,
but he died last fall.

- What did he die of?
- Booze, I guess.

- Well they all do.
- Sooner or later.

A good story, but I've got
an even better one.

It's a true story. I'm not
saying yours wasn't true-

- but this is the meanest trick
anybody ever played.

- Jim Lipponen...
- Jimi, you mean?

Right. Harri knows this one.
It's a real mean story.

He hated his old man. They used to
fight with axes. Heavy stuff.

Once he took home
some mean old whore.

They did it in his bed
and then he woke his father up.

"Wake up, dad! I've got a floozy
here, so let's not wake up mum."

His mum was religious and all.

His dad woke up, got excited
and started fucking the whore.

Jimi woke up his mum:

"Mum, come and see
what kind of a pig dad is!"

- No way!
- Yeah! Harri knows it's true.

Yeah, it's true all right.

- Was Jimi such a pig?
- He was. And he died.

- What did he die of?
- His pancreas gave up.

- Jimi, what was he, 15?
- Yeah, a young guy.

- A fucking good bass player.
- Awesome!

He would've gone far.

- So you're the "Donkey".
- Like hell I am!

Summer withers away

as the autumn wind
sways the forest trees

Far away the birds now fly

only the wailing wind
will stay behind

Time falls into a deep sleep

the rain tolls death for me

Time sleeps,
the day is dark

the grey skies cast
an ache in your heart

I just couldn't
stand the pain

if I didn't know
I'd be seeing you again

when the sun shines once more
and chases winter away

We'll find our way
to warmer days of spring

15th December.
Life was like a cold dream.

Unreal and misty,
without a purpose.

Desperately I tried
to flee from the void.

Antti!

Antti!

Fuckin' hell!

Zombie, wake up!

Wake up!

What was it?

Myocarditis, brought on
by alcohol abuse.

- Will he be alright?
- It was a close call.

It's a pity you couldn't
be there at the funeral.

I mean, a person only dies once.

The neighbours were there...

...and somebody from the company.
The shop steward, I think.

I couldn't understand a word
of what the priest said.

"We are gathered here
around the fading body..."

I don't know what to do
with the house...

THE LIVING DEAD

Let's go!

- Where did your Sassoon get to?
- Forget it. It was nothing.

- Who owns this flat, then?
- The church.

When I realized what a mistake
that hairdressing thing was-

- I took the first job I found:
At the church o ffice.

Amazing Grace!

Zombie!

I'm going shopping.

- Keep an eye on the kettle.
- Sure.

Marjo!

Hi! Come on in.

Just wanted to drop by and see
how you two lovebirds are doing.

We're doing okay. Things just
get hot once in a while.

- I came to tell you the good news.
- What news?

My bass player got fed up
and quit.

So I'm short of a bass player.
Interested?

Sure. Why not?

- Come for an audition.
- Just say when.

Right now.

Right. The first gig's Friday week.
We rehearse tomorrow.

- What time?
- Around noon.

I thought I'd go for a beer.
You coming?

Don't think so.
I reckon we're going home.

We can share a taxi.
I'll get o ff at the Kyyppari.

- Okay, but we're broke.
- I'll pay.

Pay me back from your first pay.
When we make a million.

Hi, it's Harri.

The guitarist's wife
is having a baby today...

...so rehearsal's cancelled.
- I see.

- Let's try the s ame time tomorrow.
- Okay.

Bye.

8th January. I love Marjo,
but I just couldn't help it.

My soul is a bottomless abyss.
My brain is a maze.

I' m afraid to look
at my self in the mirror.

Hi! A beer, please.

I' d rather have a new one
than an old.

- Harri...
- Hi, it's Marjo.

Is Zombie there?
Have you seen him?

He was here at rehearsal, but
went home 2-3 hours ago.

Was he drunk?

No, he looked a bit pale,
but he played real good.

- Okay... can't be helped.
- I'm sure he'll be home soon.

- I'll wait for him then.
- You do that.

Bye!

Come back when you're sober!

Good thing you came. I've tried
to phone all week.

We've been rehearsing
night and day. Let me help...

I'm moving to my sister
in the country.

I gave it all to the Salvation Army.

They're coming tonight.
If you want anything, take it now.

I don't need anything.
But where's the car?

I only got 1500 for it.
Just enough to pay for the coffin.

Bye, then.

Give me a call now and then.

9th January.

Long ago I started on my journey.
Happy, with an open mind.

But where was I? I felt like
I was lost in a dark forest.

I was like a sick tree, its heart
devoured by loneliness.

You're not going on stage tonight.

Make!

You play bass.

Yee-ha, folks!

Sorry we're late,
we had some technical problems.

Now we're gonna go back to our
musical roots. To Mississippi!

Zombie,
what the hell are you doing here?

- Stop it! Are you crazy?!
- You are, standing here! Go!

- Let's go home.
- No way. It won't work.

- Where are you going?
- Dunno... send you a postcard.

Get the hell out of here!

Okay, I'm going.

- What's happened?
- He went that way...

ABOUT THREE MONTHS LATER

Harri here. I'm out riding
the range with The Mulefukkers!

Our stallions are galloping
to glorious gigs!

Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, Harri, Marjo here.
Pick up the phone if you're home.

Hi, Harri here.

I got a postcard from Zombie.

Where from?

- Istanbul.
- Of course.

- I'm worried.
- Don't be. I'll take care of it.

What did he write?

"Hi! I'll drink a toast to you.
Don't you worry about me."

"You just play rock'n roll.
Signed, Z".

Was that all?

The date and something about
Inci Oteli - and five stars.

Hey, wait!

A fine way to greet a friend!

- What're you doing here?
- I'm taking you home.

- You reckon I'll come?
- I hope so.

- Well, I'm not coming.
- Come on!

We can at least have a drink,
now I've come all this way.

- How'd you know I was here?
- Not so difficult.

You put the name of the hotel
on your postcard.

I knew it was a mistake.
I must have been sober.

Or lonely. You wanted somebody
to come and take you home.

Even if I did, I don't any more.
Serefe!

A touching gesture...

- But I don't need that any more.
- You can always sell it.

Good idea.

Marjo took it hard.

The cops talked to her,
but she said nothing.

Finally, they let her go.

Your leaving was worst.
She blames herself.

- It wasn't her.
- What was it, then?

- Sober I can't make it.
- You could try. You owe her that.

- I owe nobody nothing!
- At least, you owe me a thousand.

In that case, you can have
everything I've got.

- I will it to you. All of it.
- Keep it, if you change your mind...

Hardly. Serefe!

Serefe to you, too!

Okay, I'll go back with you.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah. Sure.

Hey! See that woman?

- There's no woman out there.
- Sure there is!

She looks just like Marjo.

Zombie!