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Present
Based on the novel
Cast
Opening track
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Life is like a mosaic of various encounters.
People come and go.
Some stay longer, some just pass by.
Some leave a piece of themselves in us, some take a piece of us with them.
Some encounters are forgotten right away,
some turn our lives upside down forever.
We can't tell who'll become a part of our lives and who'll disappear.
Some losses leave us untouched...
-Dammit!-...some are hard to survive.
Hi.
FAR TOO PERSONAL
-God, you just wouldn't stop. -I can't help myself.
People are obsessed with exotic things.
Classical massage is just for old people.
I wonder what your clients will say to this.
-I am a guinea pig for this one. -She seems to understand what you say.
She doesn't even have a clue about what she's doing. Let alone Czech.
Yeah.
Hi.
She doesn't understand a word.
I am Simona, this is Natalie. And you?
Look. Those eyes.
-One more for you? -Yes, you're a sweetheart.
-Just don't forget your flip-flops. -Flip-flops? Come on.
Sorry, ouch!
I am sorry. It burns terribly.
-Cheers! -Cheers.
She's still here.
Didn't she get lost?
-Wouldn't she be crying, if she did? -She seems sad.
-Her mom must be around. -She is in heaven.
Who's in heaven?
Are you saying she is...
-And whom are you with here? -With my daddy.
Oh.
Look! Terezka.
A little girl like her and already facing hard times.
Well, my dear, life is a bitch. Doesn't matter how old you are.
You seem sad.
Don't fret, a child is always entrusted to mother at divorce.
The custody of minor Simon Hrzan is entrusted to his father.
The mother is entitled to see her son on Thursdays and on even weekends.
With his mother, the minor will spend each odd Christmas,
each even year's spring vacation, 14 days of each summer vacation...
I have a son too. Ten years old. The same age, aren't they?
Well, it was terribly stiff.
Stress, isn't it?
-Yes. For the last ten years. -You should've come earlier.
Goodbye.
Oh!
How could you have one more family all that time?
You hurt me terribly.
Why are you crying?
I am so incredibly relieved.
It was so exhausting.
-I trust it was. -Can you imagine?
Giving one baby a bath, having dinner,
then run to give another baby a bath, have another dinner, because...
To remember, in which fridge milk is missing and in which one butter.
Which baby has a lactose, which one gets windy after an ice cream.
When the football, hockey and karate trainings start.
Later they were going together. I couldn't cope anymore.
Each year 14 days of vacation depending on the parents' agreement.
The mother is obligated to support minor Simon by 2000 crowns
every 15th day of the month for attention of the father.
The Court took account of the minor's wish to live with his father's family.
Go to your mom.
Mommie...
Hi.
Could we wait with those Thursdays till the next week?
-Sure. -Thanks.
Don't you mind?
No. I don't.
She says she doesn't mind.
-Are they gone? -Not yet.
Are they gone?
Yes. Now they are.
Are you okay?
-Darling... -They say I was depressive.
Hysterical.
-No you are not. -That I'm not able to take care of him.
I can't let go of you.
So keep holding me.
Here...
An appeal doesn't make sense, Simona.
You were shouting at the judge, she was an old frustrated cow.
-And the boy wants to live with his dad. -You didn't see her, it's a sadist.
She takes wreak on women for being more attractive than herself.
I said "cow" just to avoid jail for calling her something worse.
Sorry Simona, I have to go now. Bye.
We have an appointment. Hello.
For how long have you been standing here?
-Since that "frustrated cow". -Oh, my God!
Sorry, my friend tries to solve a... Well, it doesn't matter.
-I apologize, come in. -No problem.
I am here for that website.
-What's your favourite colour? -Green, I suppose.
I knew it!
-Terezka? -I am sorry, she wanted to join you.
-Hi. -It's her, daddy.
How did you get here?
Did you recognize me?
Hello. Hi...
Okay. Ski helmet, bike helmet, snowboard helmet. Any other?
A hockey helmet.
Here.
A daughter would never do this to me.
It's in men's genes
to always be after something better.
Leaving even their mothers to get it.
-You sound like an old frustrated witch. -But I am an old frustrated witch.
Don't you see? I am empty, used...
12 years down the drain!
Simona?
I just want to tell her that he is doing well with us.
You'd better shut up.
-Tell her I've never encouraged him. -Please go.
-Tell her. -Go. -I didn't incite him.
-Will you tell her? -Okay. -Don't forget.
-Please tell her. -Go now, bye.
I haven't encouraged him.
What did he say?
That you were better in bed.
Sure. That's what he said?
That he respected you.
I wish him...
death.
-I guessed you're a cappuccino type. -That site must really be important.
This will suit you.
-This is Oliver. Natalie... -Hello. How do you do?
The homepage.
And here are the three logo concepts.
A, B, C.
-As for me it's B. -For me A.
-I like C. -Okay.
Here are colour options...
-Hello? -Where are you? -Here.
-Where here? -Under the bridge.
Now I know what you've been doing the last month.
Do you realize what opportunities this city offers?
You scare me. Are you frequenting bars?
8 art galleries, 3 film premieres, 1 food festival, 4 theatre plays,
one Tantra workshop and some bars, of course.
-And why do you look like this? -I met someone.
-In an art gallery? -How do you know that?
Excuse me, I am looking for Power of Woman exhibition here.
-We are currently installing it. -Oh.
Hurry up, princesses, it should've hanged already.
The big one goes to the edge and the red one next to it.
Nice ass. Make a cup of coffee for me. Plenty of milk and sugar.
Are you talking to me? I am just looking for Power of Woman.
Oh, and have you found some?
Do you like it?
Kind of.
Come back in the evening.
I'll show you all of them.
I've gone through a heavy breakup.
Go lower.
-Simmie. -Nattie, I can't.
I am sitting on an inflatable ring and everything burns down there.
Ouch.
Counting days to my periods. I hope it will stop.
-Do you know how it feels? -I don't think so.
And when I can't take it anymore and yell of pain,
he thinks I have an orgasm.
-Don't you have a mouth? -I told you everything hurts.
I mean, why don't you say something?
Simmie?
-I am afraid he'd be disappointed. -Darling, you are crazy.
He won't leave you just because you don't have a rubber vagina.
I just have to get used to it.
Trying agrimony. It helped after the delivery.
Great. The same problems after sex as after a delivery.
Are you at a PC? Try to find something about a raw vaginal mucosa.
Or a painful sex or a worn-down vagina.
I can't be the only one with this problem.
-I must go. We have a meeting. -Wait, no, it really burns like hell.
-I'll call you later. -A friend in need...
All those positions
are very pleasant, Viktor.
But I think it's a bit too much for me.
Not extremely but a bit too much.
And I didn't even think of myself,
but...
it's just too much in general.
This life is too much for me. I don't want this!
...and he missed the airplane.
-Goodbye. -Bye. Good night.
How about joining us at our team-building?
You'll meet my people, feel the atmosphere.
-Oh. And when is it? -Next weekend.
You could use it as an inspiration.
Sure, I'll find out who drinks what, who's into sports,
who likes to sleep and with whom. Who is in an unhappy marriage.
As I say, all very important information for the website.
Okay, I'll join.
-Really? -Green light!
One Vodka please.
Handsome, isn't he?
He fancies you too.
Don't you say.
He hasn't laughed for years. He does with you.
Do you know each other for long?
Since kids.
Then you must know everything about each other.
You never know everything about another person.
-Do you dance? -After a fifth Vodka.
No!
Will anybody have any?
In the morning, I'll be auctioning them.
Sweet dreams.
-I apologize. I'm very sorry. -It's okay. It happens.
-Excuse me. -No problem.
Wait. Here, you can wipe it off.
-Please excuse me. -It doesn't matter.
-Sorry. -Everything's fine.
-Thank you. -Good night.
Are you here to finish your job, Marek?
I don't recall us being on first-name terms.
In films people always get casual after sleeping together.
Actually, we haven't slept together yet.
You just squeezed my nipple and I touched your dick,
which is not that intimate, is it?
-May I screw you right now? -Well, that's exactly what I need.
I just wanted to tell you I haven't had sex...
since she died, which means- for two years.
-Just to explain. -Okay.
May I come in?
Sure.
-This must be hard. -What do you mean?
To be with someone else all of a sudden.
It's strange.
-Look, what happened at night... -I couldn't imagine before.
If you feel you are not ready yet, I will understand.
In my mind, during the last month I made love to you in your office,
at a supermarket frozen vegetable department,
in a car wash and even at school, during a parent-teacher meeting.
-I think I am quite ready. -At frozen vegetables department?
It just happened to be there.
I started to strip you by the yoghurt.
How was it?
For sure longer than yesterday.
Nothing helps. No salves or vaginal tablets.
I spend all evenings sitting in a basin like an idiot.
Do you remember that gaze of hers?
-He's got exactly the same one. -Yeah, the gaze.
A lovely little girl, an orphan. And a lovely daddy.
Use a word "fate" and I'll dive in that agrimony bath completely.
The little girl found me and then she brought him.
Or rather he brought her, or actually something brought them both.
I am not saying it was the fate, but you must admit...
Ouch! What did you squeeze now?
-Your brains. -And why?
As each woman with self-preservation instinct would immediately run away.
Why?
Because this little hunting group is just playing games with you?
What?
Jesus, every man who takes care of a child by himself,
sees a potential mother in any efficient woman.
He is not alone with the child. They have a grandma too.
-He lives together with his mother? -No, with his mother-in-law.
Ugh!
Raise your shoulder blades.
Now put them down. And up again.
-I haven't seen this for a long time. -What is it? What do you see?
-You are into him. -Bullshit.
I know your back, darling.
Daddy, look, swans!
Terezka!
Hi!
Terezka.
-Does your mother-in-law know I'd visit? -She does.
-She is glad. -Really?
Hello.
-Come in, please. -Thank you.
I am...
Marek went...?
For Terezka. It's Halloween.
He's just called. They'd arrive any minute.
-They went to the cemetery. -Oh.
It's All Saints' Day, you know.
Can I offer you slippers?
Don't you need any help?
Maybe?
Wasn't it enough?
I'll be in the garden.
She probably wants me to leave.
She'll get used to you.
I can't hear.
In the course of time, each woman who dies young becomes an idol.
-A kind of angel. -It's hard to fight with it.
You can't fight with someone who's unable to draw the sward.
It's silly. You are not silly.
She is perfect in his memories. Flawless.
-That's logical. -Logical?
Everybody who dies young has that advantage.
-Great. -And it will be even worse.
Because you will be growing old next to him,
while she'll always stay beautiful and wrinkleless on the pictures.
-Great, you're a real friend, thank you. -Jesus, she's not here. You are.
The problem doesn't exist. The problem is dead.
Natalie, here are the materials you needed.
Thanks.
Hello?
And who's calling?
Oh.
Right now?
Okay, I can make it.
Hello.
-Thank you... -You're welcome. -...for your time.
You can call me Natalie.
Natalie, we don't have to fall into each other's arms
and in fact I don't care what you'll think about me.
Oh.
And I am not going to pretend this situation is easy for me.
-Are you angry with me? -No, I don't know.
Actually I am, but it doesn't matter.
Look, this is not about me or you
and not even about Marek.
I just won't let anybody harm the little girl.
I am not planning to harm anyone,
-but I see what you mean. -No, you don't.
You can't understand this. For you, she's just a strange child.
And she'll always be.
The old witch.
I don't know, darling.
You didn't just meet a man, you met a man with the whole harem.
-Very funny. -That's some competition!
A dead saint, selfless pensioner and an innocent child.
That's unbeatable.
-What's happening? -Blow. Quickly. The candles.
He hates when something burns here. His paint-thinners could catch fire.
Ouch, shit!
Hi.
Ooh, look at this! Somebody's boozing here.
So, pussycats, how about a threesome?
-Let it be, you! -Before it all burns down.
-Are you leaving? -Hm.
-No! -Yes.
Jesus, shut the door.
What's the matter, Natalie? He broke your heart?
It's just a game. Normally, he's quite sensitive. Really.
He doesn't look that, but he is.
Forget it, girl.
If you fuck him well, he won't think about the dead one for one minute.
If he is not a prick though.
But probably he isn't when you are so much into him.
Bye.
You're an idiot.
No!
Get up, sunny.
We need you,
because we are cold.
Come on, warm us up, you dear...
-What is it you are singing? -I made it up.
Daddy!
Marek, I shall go back home.
Do you want to leave us?
Don't dramatize it. I'll just go back home.
-But this is your home. -It's not.
Actually, I was just a visitor.
For two years?
You're right. My stay became somewhat longer.
Or you want to spend the rest of your life with me?
How can you be joking now?
You two don't need me anymore, Marek.
That's not true.
We both knew it would come one day.
So stop pretending.
The little girl doesn't need a grandma, she needs mom.
And Natalie is nice.
Since I haven't scared her away yet, I think she'll make it with you two.
I'll teach her how to make strawberry dumplings and spinach strudel.
After Christmas, I'll move out.
Hi, honey.
-Where is your granny? -Over there.
-Hello. -Hello.
-A pie. With crumble. -Beautiful.
-Looking forward? -Yes. -Look, someone is already there.
Wave at him.
This goes inside. This in the car. Isn't it too many things?
Granny...
Granny...
Open the door, Simona.
Just a moment, honey.
-Why do you lock yourself in there? -Taking bath.
Stop pissing me off, Simona!
Open the door, now!
Whom are you writing to? "Good night, my love"? Bloody hell!
-Look at this! -Give it to me, Viktor!
-Oh shit! Viktor, wait! -Listen to me, you son of a bitch.
If you'll ever call this number again or send a message,
I'll find you and hang you by your balls. Got it?
It was my son.
I'll buy him an ice cream. Don't want him to be mad with me.
You know I am a ruthless brute.
You're not a brute, you are an artist.
I know you have feelings,
I can see it.
You don't realize what a romantic you are.
My penis is a paintbrush, and you are my canvas.
May I? Thanks.
You won't be alone today?
How do you know I use to come alone?
I noticed.
Excuse me.
Hi. Sorry, a terrible traffic jam.
-I am glad you've arrived. -What concert are we at?
-Dvorak. -Shh!
Here.
-I've been queuing for an hour. -Me too.
He's watching you all the time.
-Do you know him? -Whom?
The one approaching us.
Oh!
Excuse me. This is for you.
The Norwegian orchestra.
It was already sold out.
But I can't accept it.
My brother's wife, my sister-in law actually...
She's a violinist. She gave me two tickets.
-One is for you. -Oh!
Oh?
What exactly do you mean by "oh"?
Literally? Thank you for the ticket and I like you too.
Look. These are those deckchairs of ours.
You've found each other here?
Come on!
Watch it! It flies!
It flies. This is the most beautiful kite.
I told granny to take the little girl to the ZOO, so...
-Is the key in the lock? -What?
-I think so. -Are you sure?
But they are in the ZOO.
What if something happens? They might come back.
Execution?
Don't worry, Marika, it must be a misunderstanding.
It can't be such a big problem.
I think it is.
How much is it?
50 million.
How much?
Fifty.
That's impossible. That's an absurd amount.
-Hi, we are at home! -And we have a surprise.
Look, what granny bought for me.
Hello, Marika, what are you doing here?
Let's go to the terrace.
-Those monkeys stank like a fart. -Terezka!
-Hop, hop, hop. -Look, granny. -I am looking.
We've had a loan for two years and nobody told me?
He said you knew about the loan. Your signature was on it.
My signature?
Later he wanted me to only deal with him.
I got a pay raise.
I have two kids.
I'll kill him.
He made you sign it when you were quite absent-minded.
I am sorry. When your wife passed away.
He doesn't even answer my calls for some days now.
You are liable for all the debt.
Oh my God!
Surprise! Anybody feels like lunch - or like me?
I was painting her nude and...
You are no artist. You're a ruthless brute.
Excuse me, I've only got one serving.
Simona, wait!
-Let me be! -You're not going anywhere!
Help me, I'm locked here.
In his workshop.
Jeez, of course I don't have the key, I wouldn't call you, if I did.
He simply locked me in here. And left.
What the fuck does it matter why.
What?
Why am I whispering?
I am not whispering.
I asked you to pick me up, not to almost kill him.
Oh, sorry. Should I have praised him instead?
Press it to his head.
-Pathetic idiot. -I have...
I didn't want... I just wanted you to stay...
And so you locked her in like some psycho.
What are you up to now?
-I am afraid she's leaving you. -Simona, I love you!
A good attempt, really. She's gonna fall into your arms now.
I know! You all love me!
And then all of a sudden I discover strange women in your beds.
-Did he cheat on you? -Terrible, isn't it?
I just didn't want you to leave that excited.
-Just wanted you to cool down. -She won't cool down.
Useless to try. She hadn't for 15 years.
I'd rather not go back to all that. And you, explain.
You know I need it.
It was just sex. I don't even know her name.
-Which doesn't make things better. -Can you shut up?
And you, say something sensible or you'll never see me again.
I don't mind your left breast is bigger that the right one.
Let's go.
You don't sleep?
I can't.
Did you talk to him?
What did he say?
He sold the flat and disappeared.
Some strange family answered the door. Complete strangers.
He doesn't live there anymore.
You don't mean it. Where is he?
I visited his parents too.
He simply disappeared
and left me here with all the debt.
What does it mean?
It means I am finished.
Are you okay?
Sorry I am a bit...
May I? I am a doctor.
A dentist, but first aid shouldn't be a problem.
-Your pulse is faster than it should be. -I will be okay.
I should have stayed home.
But I didn't want to disappoint you.
50 million, you say?
We should rather go for a drink than back to that concert.
Excuse me but I'd rather go home.
-May I call you sometimes? -I now... see you.
12 Metodej St, please.
Come, you should do your homework, Terezka.
Terry!
Marek?
Marek!
How come he's closing the company? You say it just like that?
-Why didn't you tell me before? -I am telling you now.
A crash? Out of the blue?
You have enough shit to deal with. Half of the time you don't listen anyway.
Well sorry, this is a disaster, I would listen to that.
-His partner ripped him off. -The handsome one?
-Yes, the one with the motorcycle. -Really?
-He took 50 million. -Not bad.
And what now?
The playboy disappeared in Thailand and Marek is completely destroyed.
Look I can swing by myself.
He borrowed money from friends, family,
used his savings for salaries. All he had.
-And still he's to pay off the debts. -Jesus!
Spending all days in banks arranging part-payments to save the house.
My God!
And can you cope?
Yeah...
-And you? -Yes.
Viktor camps in front of our house and the little boy moved back with me.
By himself?
It's a 10-year-old man. His home is where his tablet is.
You seem surprisingly relaxed.
They say, that when you think your life is in order,
you should turn around and look for a mistake you made.
Because there exists a certain kind of balance.
Each good thing is balanced by a bad one and vice versa.
Like on a swing...
What do you mean by this?
I am pregnant.
-How did it happen? -Usual way. By sex.
Jesus!
Yes, Jesus.
I know, nothing to shout about.
The guys are mad with me. I haven't played with them for 6 months now.
No time. The older I am, the busier I get.
My life is by far not as interesting as yours.
Moreover, I am not really used to talk about myself.
I can ask questions.
You can try.
What do you like?
-What do you mean? -What makes you happy?
I take care of my grand-daughter,
go to theatre, concerts,
I often go to theatre. Things like that.
So you must have children.
Yes.
You are beautiful.
You've got a beautiful smile.
Don't do this to me.
I rather say what's on my mind straight away, not to regret tomorrow I didn't.
-I don't know what to say. -You don't have to say anything.
I had a daughter.
She died two years ago.
I am not able to talk about it yet.
I don't want to think of it, because,
once I start...
We have to get up. Come on, Terezka.
Here is your breakfast, tea. Now eat it and get dressed.
Marek, would you make a snack for her while I get dressed?
Marek!
Keep an eye on her, will you? She should get dressed and drink her tea.
Terezka, are you ready?
Terezka? Gosh!
Take it off!
Hurry, stand up!
Marek, could you drive her to school? I am late.
Come downstairs, please.
Terezka, come on, we are late. Hurry up, darling.
What happened to your shoes? Stop, come here.
Sit down. One foot... You can't go to school like this.
Another foot. You could stumble, you know?
Okay, let's go.
Shit.
-COME BACK, SIMONA!!! -Get out.
Hi!
Stop it, this really doesn't impress me.
Maybe it will be a girl and I'll keep her and take care of her.
By myself. You know why?
Because I bloody deserve to be happy in this life too!
You fool!
-Is she asleep? -Yes.
You're drinking too much, honey, don't you think so?
-Do you think so? -Yes, I do.
I don't like it.
You can't imagine what I have to deal with.
-I need to relax time to time. -Time to time?
Sometimes I think I'll get crazy.
Better for me to have a couple of beers than for you to live with a psycho.
-And will you go? -I don't know.
-Let see! -Should I? To his place?
Sure. It's just a dinner. You don't have to jump to bed with him.
-Are you crazy? -Just teasing.
-I didn't think I would for a second. -Rubbish.
Okay, just hypothetically.
If it by any chance
would develop this way...
-I don't know what I would do. -How come?
I start panicking when I imagine.
-Look, granny! -"Grandmother"
Have they already taught you how to write "G"?
But I have a mirror where I can see myself just up to here.
What are you laughing at? Stop it, or I hit you.
I forgot how to do it.
You can't forget it, it's like riding a bike.
You just mount and go.
But I can't ride a bike.
I forgot how it feels.
And how does it feel?
Great.
And that's only the beginning.
Wait...
Yes? No I'm not at home.
I am visiting someone.
Okay.
You didn't expect me to let you go alone, Eva, did you?
I really like to be with you.
I'm saying it just not to regret tomorrow I haven't.
-Hi. -I thought it was them.
Don't worry, maybe they are in a cinema and can't take calls.
I'm trying to catch him since 3 o'clock already.
He picked her up from school. They should've been home long ago.
-She should go to bed soon. -Calm down, don't panic.
-It doesn't solve anything. -Sorry.
-Why don't you answer the phone? -Don't fret, she fell asleep.
-Where have you been, Marek? -Shh, don't wake her up.
-You've been drinking. -Don't exaggerate.
-You were driving drunk? -Don't dramatize.
-Oh, you have a supporter here. -What's happening, Marek?
God, I'm really allergic to this question!
-Let me be! -So he betrayed you. And what?
A bit too much for one life, don't you think?
Don't victimize yourself.
The girl is aware of everything, why do you do this to her?
-What do you mean? -Your drinking. Look at yourself.
-You've changed. -Who is talking?
I know what I am talking about, Marek.
You are the one to preach to me.
She got sick because of you.
Marek...
I apologize.
Marek, it's not just that you need to relax.
-You are beautiful. -You have a drinking problem.
I know, honey...
You're drunk, Marek, stop it. Please, I don't want this.
-Just a bit. -Cut it out, Marek.
I'll do it to you.
Come on, embrace me.
-Go to bed, Marek. -Come on, you are beautiful.
Go to bed, please.
Marek! Cut it out!
I am telling you, stop it! Don't do this to me, Marek!
Cut it out!
Let go of me!
What's the matter? Go!
Stop it, let her be. Terezka, wait.
-Where are you going? -You scare her.
Where are you going? Don't go away, please.
Talk to me, I love you.
Stop Marek!
Marek, stop the car!
Marek, don't!
And Kristynka said she wouldn't be friends with her anymore.
-Oh, and what did Amalka say? -Amalka was very sad.
-What are you doing here? -Hello.
Eat.
Has this happened before?
I have no idea where he can be.
What should I tell the little girl?
He didn't even say when he'd come back.
-Have you eaten yet? -No.
Wait.
What should I do? Just wait around, doing nothing?
He was completely zonked. No idea what he's capable of.
Come here.
-It will be okay, you'll see. -How do you know?
-Thank you. -Not at all.
She was the same as you in certain respect, you know?
Probably.
Did she know she was dying?
She did.
In the end, she gave up.
She didn't even let us bring the little girl to the hospital.
I was holding her hand when she passed away.
She didn't even know I was by her side, my little girl.
She didn't speak to me for several years.
-Why not? -She didn't want to.
She was angry with me.
She was 14, when her father, my husband, left us.
After he left me, I started to drink.
Later I was drinking because I felt sorry for myself
and finally because Hanka had written me off.
She didn't even show her new-born baby to me.
I only came to my senses when she got sick, but it was too late.
Run away.
Look, how you ended up. You lost your flat, you pay for everything,
you cook, do strange kid's laundry while her father boozes.
Your entire life and career is down the drain.
-Do you see it like that? -Don't you?
-Each moment I see things differently. -You have no perspective.
When you love someone you have no perspective.
When you love someone you look a bit different.
He is boozing but you are the ruin. Turn around.
Terezka, she's so...
He is her father and you are not her mother.
I am the only person she has now.
Kids get used to new situation quickly. I know it first-hand.
-But that's completely different. -Just a variation of the same thing.
Listen dear, life is too short to be sacrificed to someone else.
I wanted to help him and in the end I will be the one who needs help.
-Because of him, can you imagine? -Absolutely. Leave him.
Don't forget those stickers.
-Bye. -Come Terezka.
-She will bring the stickers tomorrow. -Oh, that's nice.
-Hi daddy. -Marek?
-Hi. -Are you back?
Did you bring me anything?
I am cooking a supper. You'll lick your lips.
Ugh, you stink.
Isn't it a bit early for supper?
Do you mind?
No.
It seems you do.
Your shoes, Terezka.
-Were have you been? -Various places.
You were gone for a week.
Taste it.
Did you bring me a present?
No, I haven't, but I cooked a supper for you.
-Yuck! -Yuck?
-It's too greasy for her. -You don't know what's good.
-Do I have to eat it? -Yes. Come on.
You must.
Terezka, come here, I'll play some fairy tale for you.
Two of you became super friends? Great friends!
Take your shoes off, please.
Go to bed now.
-It's 4 p.m. and you're drunk. -And what?
Be glad I came back at all.
-And stop controlling my life. -I don't control your life.
Get out, leave me in peace. Do some ironing, or what.
-Collect yourself. -Stop quarrelling!
We are not quarrelling, Terezka, just talking.
Look at this, you make a fool of the little girl.
What are you doing?
I don't want you to drink it as if it was water.
Did you stop quarrelling?
She's spoilt. Needs a slap or two.
-Someone else here would need one. -Watch your mouth.
Is daddy tired again?
Yes, he is, but he'll be okay.
Look at those claws!
We must cut them, such huge nails.
-Dry yourself. -Why does he shout, when he's tired?
He's not shouting. It's just his voice. You know him.
Come eat, girls. The supper is ready.
It's too early, honey.
-We'll have some later. -Come on.
Later we can throw it out. You can't reheat such delicacies.
I've served already.
-But I am not hungry yet. -Don't talk back and come eat.
Eat.
Eat.
-Open your mouth! -What is it? -A champignon.
She hates them.
She'll get used to them. Open your mouth!
May I have a sip of wine too, please?
Thank you.
Thank you.
Tasty, isn't it?
Eat.
-It's too spicy for her. -Stop pissing me off!
She won't leave the table, before finishing, clear?
Come on, spit it out. Quickly.
-But I don't want the mushrooms. -Okay, so eat the potatoes.
Come on, eat the potatoes!
Finish your homework, and we'll go out.
Tereza, who has hidden that food in the flowerpot?
-Dammit! We'll go out immediately. -You're making a fool of me!
-You want a slap, you little brat? -I don't! -Do you think I am stupid?
-Let her be! It was me who put it there. -You little brat!
-Let her be! -I am talking to her.
-Go away. You just scare her. -You get out, she's my daughter.
-Let her be! -Let go! What do you want?
-Who do you think you are? -You're drunk.
Do you want to wrestle? Come on, do your best!
-Stop it! -You are completely drunk.
What do you think, you stupid cow? Stop it!
-Go away! -Stop it!
Stop it! Stop it!
Don't beat my daddy.
Terezka!
You'll regret this! Terezka!
Terezka!
Look, little rabbits....
I'll be the first!
Run, I'll catch up with you.
Will you read a bedtime story for me?
-Have you brushed your teeth? -Daddy brushed them for me.
Mommie!
Mommie, where are you?
Darling...
Mommie...
Sorry.
You can't do this, Natalie.
It's not fair.
You promised not to hurt the little girl.
You promised.
Excuse me, just a minute.
I hit Marek yesterday.
-It can happen. -I must do it.
-You don't have to. -I really attacked him.
I smashed him without realizing what I was doing.
I don't want it like this, Eva. To be ashamed of myself.
I like you.
I'll miss her.
I'll miss her terribly.
She goes to a disguise party in two weeks, wants to be a mermaid.
Everything is arranged.
But after that leave everything on Marek.
Promise.
Bloody life.
Terezka doesn't know anything yet. We should figure out how to tell her.
-You really want to leave us? -Yes, you're drinking like mad, Marek.
I know. I can't cope. I have to collect myself.
You should, otherwise they'll take Terezka away from you.
-Are you leaving because of yesterday? -It doesn't matter.
Was I brute?
You're always brute when you drink.
I am sorry.
We'll tell Terezka I have to travel abroad.
For a business trip.
Oh my God. Why?
I don't want her to think I am leaving her. We just say goodbye.
I'll tell her I'll be back home in half a year or a year.
That I have a job outside of Czech Republic.
I'll send some e-mails, pictures, less and less.
She'll forget.
Time heals, you know that.
Don't leave, please.
You can't do this.
I love you, Marek
but I can't give you more and this is not enough for you.
Simona!
It's enough if you say yes.
No.
I shall never more say yes.
I am visiting a shrink. Already for two months.
I don't drink, don't smoke, don't fuck.
Sometimes I jerk off, but the doctor says it's okay.
That's not the right argument for my daughter.
Really? A girl?
I am so happy, Viktor. For the first time in my life.
Simona!
Viktor!
I can't paint without you, Simmie.
I haven't painted a shit, since you left. Nothing.
I agreed with my shrink I'd stop swearing.
As it incites the inner aggression and now that we are expecting...
We all want to live stories with happy endings.
Stories we can frame and hang on the wall like a picture
which everybody loves to see.
They say, everything will eventually end up well.
If something hasn't ended well, it means it hasn't ended yet.
Sometimes we must wait for a happy end, sometimes we even must work on it.
But the main thing is to be able to choose for one.
-Yes? -Guess who's calling?
-Terezka? -Uhm.
Do you already know when you'll come back?
I've just come back, Terezka.
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