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THE PROMISING BOY
Starring
They're here! Masha's waiting. Dinner's on the table.
Change!
What is this? -What?
This. This here.
I played with the guitar.
Hello! How are you? -Hello, boy!
Son, hello! -Good day!
What kind of a greeting is that?
Son, wash your hands.
Excuse me! -He's absent minded. -The hell he is.
With 24 years of age, he should know how to say hello.
How will he earn his living? At his age,
we were already sewing our officer ranks, right?
Don't, Voja. Slobodan is a good boy.
Very good!
Thank you.
How long until graduation, Slobodan?
Just a little bit, but I don't have a graduation exam.
How is karate going? Any chance for the blue belt?
He's still green.
Screenplay
Wait a minute, let me take some carrots.
Directed by
It's nothing. Another attack.
The same? -The same.
Are you mad? -You'll never be a samurai.
You have to pay for every experience. Once again.
Another attack. Come on!
Be tough!
Not so fucking rough. -Tough, tough.
OK, tough, but not so rough. Don't hit me in the head.
I'm waiting!
See? Everything's better when your ass starts hurting.
Every fall is a new experience.
Where did he go? -He's down there.
Every fall is a new experience.
Where is Masha taking you tonight? -To some lecture.
Nice. You have time for everything except karate.
You mean, I'll never be a samurai? -You will.
I'll see to that. -Doesn't it depend on me?
It depends on the circumstances. You just have to adapt.
And if I don't? -Then you're fucked.
There is a paradox in the anecdotal fact.
The mystery that opens the door of art.
Fuck him. He gave me a seven just because I didn't say
that science hands over that mystery to art.
Dinosaurs weren't profitable,
therefore, nature canceled them. Why would we be so sure
that such a thing cannot happen to the human race?
You're not worried about the human race?
Shall we? An exercise? -What exercise?
An exercise before gynecology. -In the car? -Yeah.
No, that's for movies.
And if I lower the seats?
See?
Where did you learn that?
You're so bad.
A bit lower.
Do you feel anything? -I do.
What?
What? Something special?
I have a spiral.
Why didn't you talk to my mother first?
She has a PhD on that.
They say it's best. No consequences.
And your mom used to tell you...
Not to take the pill.
That foamy shit is ridiculous.
Did the wire bother you?
What? -The little wire.
Wire.
As if I feel something.
What? -Something is trembling.
Don't make up. If I hadn't told you, you wouldn't even know.
You know...
Ana always told me that the best fucking is in the car.
So? -Nothing.
We can do it more often.
I'm a bed guy.
You are so provincial. -Provincials are best fuckers,
and the bed is one of the greatest inventions of mankind.
Ouch, fuck the gear.
My little provincial.
Kid, you filmed this well. Very esthetical.
What is this? Where am I? -You're not in the frame.
Child, you must film this better next time.
Old man, you're in the car.
We, the politicians, are never in the car, understand?
You know nothing about alcohol, that's your only mistake.
A boy of your caliber should be familiar with it.
And what's his caliber? -He's a sportsman. Understand?
Mom would do anything just to touch Slobodan.
You're so rude!
Do you hear your daughter?
Stupid. Took after her mother.
No more cinema.
Boban and I will have a game of poker.
Don't be boring.
Boban doesn't play poker. -You have to learn to play poker.
We're going to my study. Prepare some snacks.
Good morning!
Do you speak French?
German?
I'm looking for a hotel. -A hotel?
My name is clavis... clavis Buch...
I am Suisse. -Suisse?
Yes. Switzerland.
That's great.
You have time.
It's my first time in Yugoslavia.
I like it very much.
I've seen all the monasteries.
Very interesting.
Come on, give me a wash.
This is romantic!
But without psychoanalysis.
Psychoanalysis is romantic.
It is!
For example, Hollywood is very romantic.
Religion is not romantic. Not here.
What about cheese, chocolate, Red cross,
banks, watches, cantons...
Every capital is interesting.
You'll show me, OK? -OK.
I'll be here 5-6 days.
I hope I'll see you.
Wonderful.
Give me your hand...
close your eyes... close them.
Look at it later.
Promise?
Don't look at it now. OK?
I'm romantic... Like...
Hollywood and psychoanalysis.
What is this?!
Are you out of your mind, you idiot?!
Turn that shit off!
I don't want to hear a single sound from this room.
Is that clear?! You're gonna be as quiet as a mouse.
You're supposed to say "good night". -It's already dawn.
Here we have several types of tumors.
Each one will be one question at the exam.
This is one of them. Gliomastoma multiforma.
Milosevic just can't get used to this.
Never a doctor out of you!
Wonderful... Wonderful!
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday... Go on, take a picture of this.
Faster! Faster! -I have to sharpen.
Watch out, all your candles will blow off!
Dad, you're bad luck. Just look at him.
Do you hear how he's talking to us? -All right...
Please, do you hear him?
Come on...
Watch out... Wait, wait...
Let me take a deep breath.
Let's see. -Let's see...
It's obvious he's helping you. We'll have to do it once more.
I don't look so bad, do I?
Half of the college is still in love with you.
Just a half? -Well, men only.
Who is it? -lt's me.
Who me? -Me... I... Slobodan.
Me... I...
Sorry... -I'll be ready in a minute.
They say Balkan people are late.
Just a minute...
I usually wear contacts.
It's more practical.
I want to see everything.
OK... I'll take your word for it.
Studenica monastery.
I want heaven.
You're sure...
Sit still!
What's this?
I'm interested in this. It's before the war...
Understand?
As if they knew about Tzara.
It's avant-garde, understand?
Do you like Lenny Von Riefenstahl?
How come you like Goddard then?
It's a pity... Your loss...
Give me your hand.
Bad boy.
This you won't wash.
This is interesting for psychoanalysis.
What?
Let me see.
It looks more like...
We don't have time to understand each other.
Give me your foot.
If you wash this, I'll be very angry with you.
You're beginning to understand.
You are the promising boy.
Seems Masha and Boban had some kind of fight.
Probably some Masha's capric again.
You always blame women for everything.
You really won't tell me what you did in Slavia hotel?
A group of exchange students came from Bern.
I went there to get them a room.
Why are you looking at me like that?
What did you tie that faggot scarf for?
You really think I'm a faggot? -Yes, I do.
You're a faggot! -All right.
I'm asking you for the last time what you did in Slavia.
Ana saw you with one. -What one?
She saw you entering the hotel with a freckled cunt!
I went to get them rooms...
And why wouldn't a Swiss girl have freckles?
I'll break your head if you mention the Swiss, get it?
What is the meaning of this scarf? What is this?
You piece of trash!
Wait, let me explain...
Boban! Boban!
Daddy! I killed Boban!
Is Claris Buch in her room?
We don't have a claris Buch.
Please, call claris Buch. Room 1410.
We don't have any claris.
Don't let him go upstairs.
Easy, easy...
Where do you think you're going? Stop!
Let go of me!
No more professionals in this world.
Do we take off the beard too? -All of it.
That's the right answer. It's good to change.
It's even better to change forever.
"I want to be... I want to be free..."
"I will be free... Free!"
"That's my name... That's why I'll be free..."
It should go like this.
Now what?
I talked to the psychiatrists.
It's possible that the cause of Slobodars behavior
is the hit. -I don't understand you.
He hasn't been here for a month. We don't know where he is,
whether he's alive at all. Now you tell me cold blooded
that it could be caused by the hit.
I want to know where he is!
All the time I'm waiting for the police to call me,
to tell me he killed somebody. -Don't be ridiculous.
Boban is not an asocial type. I know him that much.
The hell you know him. -What's wrong with you?
Leave me alone!
I'm mad? Your son is mad!
I want to know where my son is all the time. Is that clear?
Yes, it is. You want to know... -Then tell me where he is.
Where is he? I want to know! -Stop being hysterical!
Want me to be late for my meeting? -She has a meeting!
I want to know where Boban is!
I found him.
Someone saw him in the University city.
How is he? -How is he?! I don't care how the idiot is!
Hold the girl's coat.
He's all right. They told me he had lunch in the cantine.
Yes? Yes?
Good evening... Yes...
We did...
When...
Right now?
All right... No, my husband will.
I have a meeting at the party. My husband will be there.
When? In half an hour?
All right.
Thank you.
Vojin, hurry to the police. They have there young men.
They won't say their names. One of them looks like Slobodan.
Go on, hurry, why are you staring at me? -Me?
You could go. I... -Nonsense!
You know I have a meeting.
Uncle Voja, I'll come with you.
He isn't capable of doing anything by himself. -Hurry.
They aren't Slobodan.
As soon as we have something, we'll let you know. If he
doesn't call or come in the next few days, you call us.
Thanks for everything. -Nothing to thank me for.
And don't worry. We'll find your Boban.
I hope we'll have a successful cooperation.
Want to come with me to the training?
What is going on with you?
A man can fuck with anything,
except his body.
Look, if you're in good shape, you can do anything.
If you lose it, you can't even do the hand job.
I'll leave you today, but from tomorrow on...
I'm beginning to apply my own therapy.
I'll make a samurai out of you.
Reflexes. That's what matters.
Smile.
Smile.
There. See?
Don't be nervous... Sit down.
You're busted! The girl's here.
See you tonight.
If you're leaving me, leave a note.
Count on us.
How are you, maniac?
Very original.
The two of us have something in common.
Fuck you, asshole!
And, you, what are you doing up there? -Sleeping.
Throwing knives at the closet, aren't you?
Is that a nice thing to do?
Is that violating social property?
Do you hear me? -Go on, hit him.
Oh, no, we're not touching anyone. That's not why we came.
What are you saying? -Mom's birthday.
This guy climbed up like a goat to sleep and your all so sweet.
Don't, don't do that. -Wanna drink?
Well, yes if it's offered from the heart.
It is.
I don't want to hear a sound! -Let's sing "Oh, girl".
Sing me "If I only could, my darling, lie down and die."
Can you be quiet, please?
What did you say? -He asked if we could be quiet.
Who are you to ask me that? -You finished your work.
We're going to sleep. Turn the light off.
Do you know that we are in charge of order here?
Everything will be fine here as soon as you leave.
What is it? You don't like the atmosphere?
I'll go piss. -Don't hang around too long.
Don't go in. -I have to piss. -I'm telling you, don't go in.
Go somewhere else to take a piss.
What is it, smart guy? You're their guard?
What is it? He's your guard? -Nope. I went to piss.
Swear by my mother! -Quiet!
We'll discuss it in the police. -Well said... -Come with us.
Wanna cup of coffee? -I'll go watch the rest.
That's right. -Yes, comrade inspector.
Do I know you?
Hey, did you hear what I said?
Do I know you or what?
Deaf? Dumb? What are you?
Fucking polyglot. -So, you're just deaf.
Send me to the joint to sleep or let me go home.
It's pretty boring here. -And, where's home?
What's your first and then the last name? -I'm Slobodan (free).
And your last name is Milosevic?
My dear Slobodan. You're such an asshole.
Your girl is so pretty... And instead of being with her,
you hang around some station toilets.
Good evening, Mrs. Milosevic. Yes, of course it's late.
We're very sorry, but we thought you would be interested
in your smart little boy.
Yes, of course he's here. Yes, he's fine.
Alive and well. Although, he's playing dumb.
Yes, of course, you can come.
We really don't know what to do with his kind.
There...
Another story from the naked city was brought to an end.
You're not only a polyglot, you're a... -Cinema lover.
That's what it's called.
Check this out...
Watch me carefully.
Listen...
come on...
Well, almost like Burt Reynolds.
Clint Eastwood. Trap for Inspector Callahan.
You don't know a thing, Slobodan.
You should go to the cinema more often.
And it would be better for you to watch movies.
Otherwise, you're remain a Balkan guy.
When did you start smoking? -Yesterday.
Then it's not too late to quit.
Mummy, don't you ever do that, I might get very angry.
You don't have a right to be angry with me. I gave you birth.
Better don't test me.
I talked to the professor.
He says your case isn't too complicated.
I arranged you a meeting with him. -Wanna hear something?
Yes. -I don't give a fuck what you two arranged.
Don't curse.
It's not appropriate for an intelligent young man to curse.
Good evening...
Good evening! -lt's morning for decent people.
No one whistles in this house at this hour.
What are you doing, you idiot? -Pee-peeing.
The toilets are stupidly projected anyway
and suitable only for women. What, you're nervous?
Don't you ever do that again... Daddy.
Let's eat. -Get out of my house, you pig!
What's going on here? -You rotten piece of trash!
Don't yell, I'm wouldn't like to stay anyway.
Who's asking you what you'd like? I'm in charge here!
This is my house! I'm in charge here!
Get out of my house, you pig! -Why are you annoying father?
Both of you, calm down. Come and eat.
He's not eating here any more! -Stop shouting!
You'll wake the whole street! Calm down!
Whose side are you on? -Don't worry. Mummy's always on
your side. -Out of my house, you rotten piece of trash!
I'll keep my graduation present. -Give me the car back, pig!
No! -lt's his car, calm down.
It's my son's car, not his.
Enough humiliation. We'll see tomorrow.
I don't want to set my eyes on you again!
Maniac!
Who is it?
Who is it? -lt's me. -Me, who?
What do you mean, who? You've forgotten me already?
Boba, son, it's you! Just a minute.
It's me.
Just a minute... I'll be right there...
It's OK. Go on and dress up.
I always said you were intelligent.
Hi!
Sorry I kept you waiting. -Looking good for this hour.
Oh, thank you. You too, without the beard.
Come on in.
What are you doing here? -I heard Masha's looking for me...
So I thought I'd drop by. -They called this morning.
Maybe you don't know. Daddy took Masha to Greece.
She deserved it. -Yes, she's been very nervous lately.
You could have sent her to Maribor to her grandma.
That's a foreign country too.
I came back from Maribor yesterday. Mother died.
I didn't want to call Masha.
I'm such a pig. -You really are.
I hear you started drinking.
My husband would be delighted.
What about you?
Well, if you want a drink...
A scotch.
Want some ice?
What's with you?
Don't...
Don't...
Lazy boy...
Breakfast is ready.
Boban...
Slobodan...
We have to talk.
Important things have happened between us.
We can't go on like this. This cannot happen again.
Are you listening to me?
Slobodan, I'll be honest with you.
Go ahead. I hear you.
Don't be like that. I can't take it.
I can't go on like this.
You know I love you. You have to decide.
I can tell everything to her father, my husband.
It's never late to start over.
But...
You have to decide.
This is perverse. It's not...
It's not normal.
D'you know what you are?
Want me to tell you? Want me to tell you what you are?
You are a...
Ordinary climacteric whore,
and your daughter isn't any better either.
Enough!
Enough! -You're a climacteric whore, that's what you are,
and you're daughter isn't any better. -Get out!
Get out! Get lost!
Piece of trash... Get out!
Rikverc!
Is it OK? -Great, it's OK! Sold! Sold!
So... We're go to my place, have a drink...
And make the payment... All right? -Yes...
OK, all right... Wow, divine machine.
But, why are you selling this machine?
I wanna buy a bike. -A motor bike? -Yes.
The police don't like motor bikes, you know?
What are you doing, you crazy idiot?
We're screwed.
I'm Ljubica (in love). -I'm Slobodan.
Are you really in love?
And you? Are you really free?
Come on. -No.
Come on. -No.
Come on. -No.
Come on. -No.
Want me to slap you? -Yes.
Well, I won't sell myself for one slap.
It wasn't tuned for years. -5 months, 12 days...
Since my boyfriend went to the army.
Took him by surprise. -Where is he?
In Niksic.
Ugly neighborhood.
Why don't you make a band? -Great idea, but with whom?
I know just the right person for you.
I'll introduce you.
This is the best Yugoslav television program.
Fantastic!
Hop on, we're going.
Great.
Perfect.
Just a second.
Party rules.
Do you play any instrument?
Well, kind of, but...
I've got a few ideas.
A mars got some ideas. Not very common phenomena.
Serious, serious... -And serious too.
That's even better.
I have some lyrics.
I think it's time to do the right things.
You have the lyrics with you? -Yes.
Slobodan -free?
...I piss on everything, that's my name.
What was she thinking when she gave me this name...
I will be free. I want to be free.
What about you? And you? I will be free.
And again, I piss on everything. That is my name.
Free, free...
Where have you been all this time, man?
Belgrade isn't New York. What's going on?
It's time for us to have it our way.
Did you hear the man? What've I been telling you all this time?
When do we start? -Right now. -And where do you live?
It's a little complicated.
with Ljubica.
Great. Now you're going to my place.
Sounds good for a start.
You can't! -Why not?
Because I don't like ugly guys.
What guys? -Ugly!
In the head again! What is this? I'll go crazy!
Everybody hits me in the head! -Have problems with your head?
The head can't take it any more.
Everybody tells me I'm rough. I'm Vesna.
I don't know my name.
I don't know my name. I have to change, radically.
What is this, people? -How can we fix it?
Well, there's a way.
There is a way.
Let me guess. -All right, I'm very strict.
You have there guesses. -First, I didn't mean to hit you.
You've got two left!
Wow! Finally someone who loves me!
Finally someone who loves me, people!
Is that the number you were looking for?
You're the number.
Get on.
Fantastic!
Wonderful!
Guy, listen...
Listen. There's something suspicious here.
Cut the bullshit. -Bullshit?
This is Pete. Am I speaking with Masha?
Excellent.
Because I love talking to Mashas more than anything in the world.
You don't understand? Neither do I.
Understanding isn't important. Feelings are important,
and your feelings for Slobodan are very delicate.
Well, of course, of course...
I'm not kidding...
Masha, honey, take a pencil.
"Playvas", as the Orientals would say.
Yes...
Petar Jakunic. Balkanska Street 13/13.
Yes, yes, that's my address.
Slobodan is lying in my room sick to death.
No, no, seriously... He's lovesick.
Bobby fell in a great depression before the concert.
You're our last chance.
Last chance, as the anglo-saxons would say...
Or if you like it better this way, Masha...
Maybe I am kidding you, but this is about Bobby.
It's your call.
Goodbye!
I'm Masha. -Nice to meet you.
Good evening, Masha. I'm Pete.
Please, come in.
And, where is Slobodan? -We're so impatient!
Why are we so impatient? Just a minute.
Our Bobby is very busy. Would you like a tea, coffee,
milk with honey? -What do you mean busy?
Don't get excited, sit down. Everything will be OK.
All right. I'd like a coffee. Warm. -Great idea.
Perhaps tea would be better. Coffee is bad for the nerves.
I want to see Slobodan immediately.
Boban has been very popular lately.
I don't know what women find in him.
How do you like my face?
You look more stupid than you think.
Lot's of bad words from such a pretty mouth.
I'll go get rid of the girls.
Just five more minutes...
Just five more minutes and you will be with Bobby.
Would you like a magazine? NIN? Time?
The gift is for you.
Well, call me when you need me.
You know we can't manage without you. -I don't.
Where the fuck have you been? -cunt!
Stupid pigs!
Poor, little head.
I don't understand a thing, but I hope I did a good job.
Perfect, perfect.
Lady, it was super professional.
You've got tickets for the "Bobby Boys" concert.
I like these jobs.
I feel like a hard-core star.
Look. It's Boban.
Turn off that shame.
Hurry up!
Fucking faggots!
Mother fuckers!
He was very lucky.
The thighbone has two cracks, but it's not that serious.
There are no drastic consequences of skull fracture.
Is there a chance this hit... -Annulated the last one?
You know, it's hard to say. We'll see.
It means... -We'll just have to wait and hope.
Don't stay long. His mother has been inside for a while.
He's sleeping.
He mustn't see this.
ACCIDENT OR SUICIDE
Put that away.
You're the best rock singer I've listened to.
Great! You have a blue belt as soon as you get out.
You're twice as faster. You'll make a samurai out of me.
Well, I never doubted it.
I know this is stupid, but...
I'd like you to know...
No, no...
I want to say that...
I never believed that you are...
A faggot.
I know everything.
A young man is looking for you.
Come in.
Pete left this for you.
Come on in. I'm in a hurry.
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