Original subtitles

Amerikuli...

- Dato?

- What's going on?

- Nica?

- I have a rock in my boot.

- You all right?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

No, thank you.

- Hey, guys!

Do you want take photo?

Good place.

- No, thank you.

- Hey!

About ready?

- It's the same house? - Yeah.

Where are you going?

- To take a piss.

- Take the poncho!

What did they want?

Give me a verb.

Come on, give me a verb.

- Escuchar.

- What?

- Escuchar.

- Escuché.

Escuché?

- Sí.

- Escuchaste.

Escuché.

Escuchamos.

Escucharon. Escucharon.

- Yeah.

Good.

Hmm...

Oir.

- Is it "smell"?

- No, that's, uh, oler.

Oir is to... to hear.

- Oh, yeah.

Oye.

- No, that's...

Oye is like, "Hey."

Kind of like, "Hey, hey, listen, hey."

Like, "Oye, oye!"

♪ Oye como va ♪

- Yeah, yeah.

♪ Oye como va ♪

Oye, oye, oye.

- So...

- Oí.

- Mm-hmm.

- Oíste?

O... oyó?

- Oyó.

- Oyamos?

- Oimos. - Oimos.

Oy... oyeron.

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- Yeah.

Eh...

You want another one?

- Yes.

- Hmm.

Hacer.

- Hacer?

- Uh-huh.

- Hice.

- Uh-huh.

- Haciste.

- Hiciste. - Hiciste.

- Uh-huh.

- Hicio?

- Hizo.

- What about here?

- No, he's gonna look for the widest part

because that's where the current's a bit slower.

- Wait me.

I go look.

Keep your rucksack loose.

No belt.

Okay, tsavidet.

- Go ahead.

- No, you can go.

- You sure?

Okay. - Please.

Oh!

- Rucksack, rucksack!

Rucksack, get!

- Get the backpack!

It's okay.

- Beautiful voice.

No...

Alex is the singer.

- And beautiful girl.

- Oh.

No, he's amazing.

He plays the guitar.

He knows- like, he hears a song once,

and he can play it right away.

- Ooh. - Yeah.

- Very nice.

- Now we teach you a song?

Our turn?

- Ah, this is...

- This is good.

- Difficult, very difficult.

- All right, Señor Don Gato.

I go like this to you,

and you say... you say,

"Meow, meow, meow," like a cat.

- Meow, meow?

- Meow, meow, meow.

- Meow... meow, meow, meow.

- Yes, okay.

- Okay. I am ready.

♪ Oh, Sefior Don Gate was a cat ♪

♪ On a high red roof Don Gato sat ♪

♪ He went there to read a letter ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

Good!

♪ Where the reading light was better ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ 'Twas a love note for Don Gato ♪

♪ "I adore you," said the lady cat ♪

♪ Who was fluffy, orange, nice and fat ♪

♪ There was not a sweeter kitty ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ In the country or the city ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ And she sw... she saki she'd wed Don Gate ♪

♪ Oh, Don Gate ♪

♪ Cried so happily ♪

♪ He fell off the roof and broke his knee ♪

♪ Broke his ribs and all his whiskers ♪

♪ Hey, meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ And his little solar plexus ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ "Ay, caramba!" cried Don Gate ♪

- I'm gonna go to sleep.

Okay?

Good night.

- Good night.

Nahvamdis.

- Okay.

♪ And so all the doctors ♪

♪ Came on the run ♪

♪ Just to see if something could be done ♪

♪ They began a consultation ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ About how to save their patient ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ How to save Sefior Don Gate ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ But in spite of everything they tried ♪

It goes on and on.

♪ Poor Señor Don Gate up and med ♪

♪ No, it wasn't very merry ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ Going to the cemetery ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ For the ending oi Don Gate ♪

♪ When the funeral passed the market square ♪

♪ Such a smell of fish was in the air ♪

Um... how does it go?

♪ Such a smell of fish was in the air ♪

Uh...

♪ Though his burial was slated ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ He became reanimated ♪

♪ Meow, meow, meow, meow ♪

♪ He came back to Hie, Don Gate ♪

♪ For he had nine lives, Don Gato! ♪

- Oh, very long and very nice.

I am singing only in mountains,

when I am alone and nobody...

- You sing good, Dato.

- Yeah...

- More chacha!

- More chacha.

- Cha-cha-cha.

Ah.

So I say toast?

- Toast, yeah.

Without toast, it's...

- Okay.

- Not possible.

- So I say toast to you

and for everything you teach us

and for...

- For life! - Life!

- Yeah, life is good.

- Yes.

- But good life is better.

Yeah.

Gaumarjos.

- When you make marriage?

- November.

- Ooh.

Good time.

What this means?

- What?

- What's this? Tattoo.

- Oh, something stupid I drew when I was 18.

- And this is mushroom?

- Ah.

- And why mushroom?

Many of my friends made tattoo with blood type,

you know, in West Georgia,

in Abkhazia War.

- Mm.

Were you in the war?

- Not the last war, no,

but I was in '90, '92.

Ah, terrible time.

I want to drink...

toast to those people

who died young in wars.

You know, war help to die young.

- Gaumarjos.

- You want?

Many...

Many, many of my friends died.

And I start

too much drink.

Too much, every day.

And this was big problem for my wife.

- You're married? - Yeah.

- I didn't know you had a wife, Dato.

- I was... I was married.

Like you, very young.

- How old do you think I am, Dato?

- I think 21, 22.

Thank you. I'm...

- No, 23? And okay.

- I am 30, Dato, but thank you.

- No, no.

Maybe you use good skin cream.

I know skin creams because I sold before.

- You sold skin cream?

- Yeah, not only skin cream.

Many, many different things.

For example: socks, soaps,

underwear,

bra, and, uh...

woman's nylon.

Car too.

Yeah.

Yeah, it was very difficult time...

for life.

- What happened to your wife?

- Mm...

I drink... drink too much,

and my wife leave me.

And she's going in Holland and marry.

He... and she find Turkish man.

Not European, Turkish. You understand me?

And, uh, this is nothing,

but she take my son.

- You have a son?

How old is he?

- My son...

One time she call me,

and she had problem with this Turkish guy.

And she call me, "Dato, okay, come.

Come, and we can begin everything..."

"Now."

And I come. I collect money.

I borrow money.

I took credit.

And I go.

I love... I love my wife.

And, uh, you know,

when I come,

I cannot understand this woman.

She was correct... different.

And she talk different language,

and, uh, she has a different mentality.

My son cannot speak Georgian

and don't understand me.

And he... my son... he was afraid of me.

And I was two months in Holland.

I find some job,

and I work 16 hour every day.

But when I come home, I was alone.

Nobody talk with me...

not wife, not my son.

And...

I come back to Georgia.

Two months.

- Hmm.

Well, to children.

For children, yeah?

For your future children.

- Ah.

Gaumarjos.

- Gaumarjos. Gaumarjos.

Promise?

Promise?

- Closed. Closed.

- Keep 'em closed!

- Yeah.

No problem. Closed.

- Okay.

You can open.

Okay.

- Are you okay?

- I'm okay.

Ooh!

So your wife, she went back to the Turkish guy?

- Yeah.

She was going to Turkish guy,

and, uh...

After one month, when I leave,

they die,

auto crash... in auto crash...

With my son.

Yeah, after my wife,

I don't touch woman four orf ive year.

And I come here, and I live here in mountain.

I like.

This here is real life,

real people,

and you can understand everything,

what means.

For example: food, water, and warm fire.

Everything.

Maybe I...

I stay here until my finish.

My death.

May I kiss you?

- What?

- What?

- Dato!

"May I kiss you?"

- Why not?

- "Why not?"

You can kiss my cheek

or my hand.

You can kiss my hand.

- Only hand?

- Uh, cheek.

- Okay.

Wait, wait.

Wait.

Wait, wait.

I feel pukey. Stop.

Wait.

- What?

- I'm sorry.

I feel pukey.

Okay.

- Nothing?

- You want to try again?