All language subtitles for Nasvidenje v naslednji vojni (1980)_eng

GOODBYE IN NEXT WAR

It's time of peace
and rest now.

Eastern front.
Brave Spanish legionaries

hold on to their tradition.

But in Russia there are not
arenas and the bulls.

Men must improvise.

Are you Silvo? - Yes.

Hauzer sends his regards.

We couldn't have bullfights
in Germany.

Association for animals'
protection would forbid them.

And they'd have right. That
slow death of animals is awful.

One must restrain oneself,
or else one loses his mind.

The war was bloody, too.

It's true.
War is terrible thing.

When did we meet
for the first time?

At bullfight.
- Yes, the bullfight...

It's the old Spanish tradition.
But I don't like it.

Me neither.

Fight with him.

Hit with the right hand,
then with the left.

For Hauzer? - Yes,
he is waiting for you.

That guy Vojko is there, too.

Lure him to a poker game.
And take Janez with you.

Then on some suitable place...
Understand? - But why?

He's good comrade.
- Judgment isrt your thing.

I can't, Katarina.

He spent a membership fee
on a poker. He owes 100.000.

If that's the reason,
I'll pay back.

Who's against the discipline
in revolution is our enemy.

There won't be the crime
after the war.

The change of society will
cancel the reasons for crime.

In Russia the crime increased
after the revolution.

Imperialist propaganda!

Watch your words, Berk!

We could kill you too because
of anti-Soviet propaganda.

Vojko, you must leave
Ljubljana. - On assignment?

Go to Ptuj.

Find the post office
and ask for operator Vlajko.

Send him my regards.

He will be taking you forward.
Wait for the new instructions.

I can't go. You know
how much money I owe.

I have to pay it back.
- Don't worry, I'll pay.

You'll pay me back
when you can.

Bye. - Bye.

You were in Gonars?
- Yes.

Did you see our Peter?

Petruh? No, I didrt.

Where did they get him?
- There was a raid.

You follow the communists as if
they're taking you to heaven.

Don't worry, professor.

They probably took him
to Padova.

Excellent!

I'll give it to Katarina who'll
send it to free territory.

I wander why you insist
to go to the partisans.

Don't you remember
Machiaveli's words?

He is lucky who lives in
according with nature of times.

And do you remember
ehat did you say to that?

He's miserable who doesn't live
in according with that nature.

You are going tomorrow.

Meeting place - tavern
At frog's.

Maybe we'll not see each other
anymore.

Pull of!

If you care for migration birds.

A glass of white wine, please.

For the millions of people
that voice was

the voice of leader, of prophet.

What do you think about Hitler?

An Austrian egomaniac.

Did you think like that
during the war?

No, no. In those years
we didrt think at all.

We're going to front. - Are there
really whole divisions there?

Yes, Prince Eugen and Totenkopf.

And cetniks and ustasas, too.

And Vlasov's men. You know
who they are? - Yes, I do.

When did you come?
- This morning.

Has anyone else arrived from
Ljubljana? - I don't know.

This is not Ljubljana where
everyone screws everyone else.

Here you have food and shelter,
waiting for orders and that's it.

Hello!

Oh, Katarina!

What are you doing here?
- Same as you.

You want to fight Hitler
all alone?

Russians are winning,
we are winning.

They say that we'll soon have
a date with Prince Eugen.

Listen!

You should 've come long time
ago. You've made a mistake.

What happened with
that engine driver? - Berk!

What are you doing?
- Beating Hitler. And you?

I'm going to the point. - Oh!
What's the point anyway?

Some go to the units,
others go to point.

Nobody cares about me.
- You think so?

You pig!

Hello, Berk!

Hello.

Depolo!

Know who's been speaking
about you lately? Hauzer.

You know him, don't you?
- Of course I do.

What's the time?

The time?

It's 6 PM.

Have you seen Houzer lately?
- No.

The Germans broke trough.
They'll be here any minute.

They're coming with
great forces. It'll be hot.

I'm exhausted.

Fuck this life!

Some of us are working
and someone's chilling.

We've been drinking brandy.

I have to see Hribnicar.
- You know what?

Stop messing around.

What are you talking about?

You'd better watch your mouth!

They're watching you here
and you say that you're boring.

Oh, Katarina?

I'm tired.

Delegates from all Slovenia,
meetings,

processes against whites
and blues.

Some of them are amnestied
and others sentenced to death.

I would kill them all!

What shall we do
with all those people

with the Germans
behind our backs?

Can I see your papers?

What did you do in Ljubljana?

I collected money,
arms and some other things.

I also worked on propaganda.

Hauzer's connected me in 1941.

Then the Italians arrested me.

I was in prison camp
in �iginj.

After that they sent me to
Gonars concentration camp.

I was connected with OF
during imprisonment.

Why you have the documents
of culture worker?

I don't know.
That's not my business.

I'd like to ask you a favour.
- Yes?

Please, tell Houzer
that I've came out.

We're old friends.

I'll do what I can.

Good bye. - Good bye!

Smooth skin does not protect
against death.

Not the all gold in the world...

That's right, said the peasants!

Anyone of us won't fuck.

You're going to get yourself
in trouble.

I've started badly
and I'm gonna finish that way.

In the meanwhile
nobody will screw me.

May I ask for a dance?
- No, I'm too tired.

In this war
the new life's beginning.

New society.

For the first time our people
is deciding of their destiny.

You believe in that?

New man is born
in pain and suffering.

I still don't see that man
anywhere.

Great things don't happen
over the night.

Everything prepares
very slowly.

Revolution is quality leap.
That's not evolution.

The whites!

Let's go!

You can't sleep?

This life sucks!

Did you go to see Hribni�ar?
- Yes. - And?

Nothing. - Nothing?

You ruin everything, Berk.

We're all sick of you.
- What is it now?

I came here to fight, not to
fucking around some village.

Then go to London or Paris,
if you're boring here.

Is that sin? - Yes, it is!

Why are you so nervous?
- Me? What about you?

At least I have reasons and
you're having fun. - What fun?

Just look at you!

You're on vacation,
walking, dancing,

eating, drinking,
fucking around.

You don't give a fuck if the
Hungary hasn't got a sea.

That bothers you? - Something
else bothers me. - Like what?

It's hard to tell.

If Houzer didrt say a good word
for you,

I wouldn't talk to you now.

You could be very useful for us,
but you spoiI everything.

Me? How is that?
- With Hribni�ar for example.

What was wrong there?
- You haven't started well.

You don't realize what it means
to stay in front of secretary!

And acting like some jerk.
You hardly spoke to him.

Seems to me, that I should
have done bonton course,

before I came to partisans.

And it took you a long time
before you've left the town.

Yes, and yesterday
I shitted tree times.

What was the partisan war
in Yugoslavia like?

There were big and small groups.

But fight with them was
very difficult.

Well, the partisans...

Their tactics wasrt real tactics.

Improvisation
is better word for that.

Of course,
I'm not the military expert.

I had a feeling
that they all were suicide.

Well, it's over now.

Yes, it's all over now.

Where are you going?
- I'm walking.

Hauzer!

It seems forgot
our talk about Machiaveli.

He's like pigeon in Venice.

When it's down,
it eats up your hand,

and when it's above you,
he shits on your head.

Sorry, I must hurry.
I'm assistant intendant now.

When are we going?
- Have no idea.

Do you know where? - Yes.

Probably in battalion task
force. - But why?

Man learns whole his life
and dies like an idiot.

Then grass grows from his as,
the rabbit eats it

and become smart.
How do we know that?

Because it runs away
from man like hell!

Have you ever seen
any rabbit in the army?

You're going too?
- Yes. In a stew.

Who'll cook us? - The crabs.
- They won't have a time.

I see you're in good mood.

Good ride is better
than bad walk.

How are you, Berk?
- How am I?

I'm marching towards Berlin.

You're happy for a man who's
going to battalion task force.

You always have your own special
opinion of everything.

You're a communist? - You
will be too, if you're smart.

You'd better join the party
so they leave alone.

If you don't want, just say:
I'm drunkard, a womaniser.

You'll expel me anyway.
Thanks for the invitation.

Listen, Frenk!

I'm against that big politics
of the West.

I'm against Hitler
and Mussolini.

Don't like Stalin either.
I'm for our woods.

But I don't support
one-party regime.

Berk!

So we're going to battalion?

Did you think we was going
to a mountain navy?

How many do you want?
Tree? - Even one is too much.

I should try the gun.

Shooting in the villages
is not allowed.

Is that clear? - Commissar!

How so I know how the gun
works? - Aim at manure and shoot.

How precise is this gun?
- Would you like to try it?

Give me a box of cigarettes and
you can shoot at me from 50 m.

And from 20 m for two boxes.

You're shooting at manure?

Shit, I have blister!
- Take off your shoes.

God knows when you'll be able
to take them off again.

I wish them Crabs
to shoot at as a little.

You have so light feet
when they're chasing you.

Ankle doesn't ache any more,
shoes aren't tight.

You're not hungry and thirsty
and even forget your mama.

Fuck off!

There were too many accidents
with weapon lately.

You brat! Everyone tooks
some weapon in his hand now.

Division!

Adolf Hitler's work
is spreading

through large German
territory

where our antecessors
have lived for many centuries.

They've shed their blood
in many wars for that country.

From the Scandinavian coast
to river Visla,

from Black See to Mediterranean
and Pyrenees mountains

millions of people are ready
to bring new order

step together and build
the greater, better future.

See? He stopped on Pyrenees
because he's Franco's friend.

On Visla and Bug
he stopped

because of good relationships
with Stalin.

What's wrong?
- I twisted my ankle.

If I've got it right,
Germans and Russians

were dividing some territories
in Europe. - You're provoking?

What were you doing
in Ljubljana?

I've been studying medicine.
- With poker and whores.

Where did you learn French?
I see you speak German, too.

That in Hungarian means:
Up yours!

Let's go!

A doctor?

Hell, no! Just a student.
Failed student.

They're going to shoot
the man from Gestapo.

Take off the shoes!

We'll win this war,
said soldier Svejk.

Of course we will!

What are those holes?
- It's nothing. You'll see.

I'm most scared
when it's so peaceful.

Since the whites got us
in peaceful house.

We were drinking milk
and cooling our feet.

Old woman went out
and brought the whites.

All of sudden
they were in the house.

Shouting, shooting. They
grabbed a man next to me.

Bullet went so close to my head.

But they didrt get you?

I escaped.
Still don't know how.

The whites killed my mother.

They paid for that.

You were with the executioners?
- Are you with intelligence?

I wouldn't like it.
- You wouldn't be bad though.

Do you know
why do I like you?

You're sharp as knife.

I saw two dead bodies
in the woods.

One was our soldier,
the other was a partisan.

What a difference!

Even in death.

Our soldier was like
every other dead soldier.

The other one, a partisan...

Skinny, almost transparent,
dressed in rags.

He looked like Christ.

I'll never forget it.

Berk, neutralize that
machinegun! - Sport, guys, sport!

They shot me!

Hooray!

German armies will soon be
destroyed.

Now we must strike the final
blow to wounded beast.

But how long will it take?

Look who's talking!
You've just came here.

Beast is dying, but still
battering with its taiI.

When axe hits its head
it will drop dead.

What will be life
after war like?

What happened, Berk?

Stop!

Follow me!

Attack!

Bring him here.

They shot him in his arm.
- Why do we shoot anyway?

We protected some
high committee.

Some culture workers
were passing by.

And that's only beginning.

It's hell with
all this fresh soldiers.

I don't know
who to trust any more.

They just hear shooting,

and they run away
to a nearest hill.

Take it. Of all dried
fruit bacors the best.

You white spy!

Look, Mr. Berg is there.

What is that?
- A souvenir from war.

I thing you like war.

Me? Liking a war?
No, not at all.

I know you've suffered.
Your house was destroyed.

Your wife had a hard time.

I often think of those years.

So full of excitement,
enthusiasm...

It was like some kind of
drunkenness, virile emotions.

You told me that people
haven't got a time for suffering.

Yes, that's right.

Yes, yes...

I think of those times a lot.

Silvo!

Berk! Don't you recognize me?
I'm Leon.

We were in boxing club
together. - I don't remember.

Petko�ek. - Berk.

Those who split
without a good reason

are going to be punished
after the offensive.

You're the commander now.
- No. - Why not?

Lt' s hard to be commander
in this battalion.

Who's talking
about it?

Everyone should be
responsible for himself.

I won't take responsibility
for everyone. Not me!

Come with me!

After the war I'll open
my own puppet theatre.

I'll play only comedies.

Take it for remembrance.

I'll give your gun
to some bad wounded guy.

Company, follow me!

My hair is full of lice.

What is your song about?

I'll pick flowers
to heal my bleeding heart.

I'll pick the flowers
because I'm still young.

There's a fall in the valley
where I walk with my love.

And by that fall
he stole my heart.

Frenk!

Frenk!

Go back!

Are you organized?
- Of course I am.

I'm with OF since 1942.
- You're the communist?

No, that's not for me.

Berk!

Spanish soldier is now your
commissary. - We know each other.

Bring the machinegun!

They'll come from there.
- Where? - There, on the road.

I have no ammunition.

You stay!

They say he lost his battalion.
Now we got them.

Get ready, men!

I'm hungry. - Because you don't
smoke. - I had pneumonia.

I've never shut in my life.

I've brought some
medical supplies.

For wounded.

Hey!
I think I've heard tanks.

When shooting starts
we hide and wait

till the worst is over.
Not like you do here.

Listen!

Is it possible
to get away from this?

I can't do it.

I have diarrhoea.

How long have you been
in communist party?

I'm not member of the party.

You're commander though.

Some kind of side effect.

Quiet!

Leave me here!
I'm dying.

Hold on! The hospital
is not far away.

They're all killed.

All those boys.

You think we should
retreat sooner?

One never knows

in which circle of that difficult
path is all alone.

You're reviving
your Spanish road?

But you won't talk about it?

How stupidly things repeat.

I don't like to talk about it.

What do we have
in common?

A hope, faith, love?

Hope to what?
Faith in what?

Love to what?
To life full of doubts?

We all need love.

They told me in hotel
that you're from Yugoslavia.

Why didrt you tell me before?

Germans were here.

But they won't come back.
We're far away from village.

Have you some cigarettes?

I've only few left.

When I was in good health
I liked to smoke.

Sabina! - What do you want?

Bring some hot water.

What for?
- They'll relax their feet.

So they should bring it!

They'll give us lice.

I'll cook some corn floor.

Don't worry,
they won't come at night.

I'd send them out.

I'll bring the Germans.
- Don't be stupid!

Crazy woman!

Don't listen to her.

You're just crazy.
- And you're smart?

To take such lousy people
in house. What a shame!

I have fianc�e.

He's Home Guard lieutenant.

Not such ragged bastard
like you two.

What are you talking? - Me?

Take your shoes, scoundrel,
and get out!

Shut up or I'll show you!
- Go on, kill me!

It's all you know.
Killing women and children!

Live me alone!

Bloody whore!

What do you want?

Let go off me!

No!

Go up there.

Through this hole we can see
if Sabina calls Germans.

You're exaggerating.
She won't do it.

Better do it with urine.
I've learned that in Spain.

The nature lubricates
that tool all the time.

As if we'll always use it.

I haven't used it very often.

You come, and take what
you want. I can't do that.

You fucked her all right.

Did you rape her? - No.

I'd tell she raped me.

In comparison with first war
you fight,

the second one is always
disappointment.

Then this war is disappointment
in comparison with the Spanish.

You've lost that war
and this one we won't lose.

When tings repeat
they start to bore you.

You realize that your opinion
and feelings won'th nothing.

Your people suspect you

because they don't know
what's on your mind.

And eventualy you start
to doubt yourself.

So the war starts.

Your body is battered,
your soul's torn to pieces,

but it all starts again.

Spanish soldier!

Many of our man are already
there. - Death to the fascism!

You're right, Mr. Bitter.

I'm from Yugoslavia,
from Ljubljana.

I presume you were
a partisan. - Yo mean bandit?

No, I said partisan.

And I presume you were
in national-socialist party.

Yp mean Hitler's bloody party?

I mean a member
of national-socialist party.

No, I wasrt a member.
- But you did vote for Hitler?

Back in 1934, yes. But 99,5 o% % % %
of voters voted for him then.

I wasrt on the
war criminal list.

And I wasrt a victim
of the war crime.

Still, in some way we're
strangers, even enemies.

Or maybe not?

In each of us
the war is still alive.

Old war could burst
in another war any moment,

if we want it or not...

We still don't know why
we fought on live and death.

You're unappy man, aren't you?

I've got only one life.
Should I live it like some idiot

just to be happy? I don't
accept it. - You're right.

What's his name? - Miha,
after his dad and granddad.

Hey, little rascal!

He's beautiful and strong.

If we were here we could've
help to deliver a new man.

What's your name, love?
- Meta. - Beautiful name.

You know, what does Meta
mean in Serbian? The target.

The goal!

Enemy broke his teeth and
claws in our land once again.

Our resistance is stronger.

Our army has got
a new experience.

Coherence between people's
army and the people

is stronger than ever.

We'll fight enemy and the
fifth column in every moment.

Till the final victory!

The whole country
is one big focus of resistance.

The winning Red Army's driving
the enemy towards Berlin.

The beast in agony battering
with its taiI. Death to Fascism!

The consequences
of defeat in Ukraine

are fatal for Hitler's
war machine!

The Polish are upraising
the resistance.

Soviet partisans are attacking
German armies in retreat.

The allies landed in Italy!

Germany is destroyed
in air-bombings.

Partisan troops are fighting
in front of Ljubljana.

Did you fall in love with Spain?
- You think I fell in love?

Spanish sing about death so
nice that you almost love it.

I'd like to be a Spanish bull
for a slaughter in bullfight.

Bull is nourished
and well treated,

it has his big life goal.

Do I have it? Do you?

You stick to your bound.
You must speak frank. - Yes!

Friendship, madam, often
distinguishes itself in things,

that they are important to us.

Madam, I feel only gratitude.

You warned me
and I owe you a favour.

The other day I visited
some people,

and there were all
excellent people.

What a crap!

Who are you fooling
whit al this shit!

Who is that? - I don't know.

Know who did you argue with?
It is better you don't know.

You're not for army.
You'll lose your head.

And you rather like it.

It's not about being right or
wrong, especially in revolution.

What matter
is how they classify you.

Consider yourself lucky
that you're not in the party.

But you are the partisan,
soldier of revolutionary army.

You must know
all about discipline.

So what? - You' re fucking up
with superior officers!

And for what?
For a load of crap.

It's good that we're going
apart tomorrow.

We'd make a great couple:

Don Quixote and Sancho Pansa
in Peoples Liberation Army!

You, of course, believe
in old stories of democracy.

You think that Hribni�ar'll be
thrilled when you tell him

that this festivity is bullshit!

This, my brother,
is military dictatorship.

After that you'll have
proletarian dictatorship.

You'll be blame for all
that happens to you.

What about all those who
didrt agree with dictators

of their time? Jesus, Socrates...
- Bullshit! - Giordano Bruno.

Don't you see that there's
someone higher than Hribni�ar?

And there's another one
above him, up to Stalin.

Do we have to accept it
as a fact? - And necessity.

If Stalin had not his Hribni�ars,
he wouldn't keep on power.

Your partisans conceive
of revolution naively.

What do you mean?

They don't like us
very much.

Green field,
who's gonna love you?

When I lay in my grave.

Warmth of spring will love me...

You know
that war will soon be over?

Warmth of spring will love me...

Take it, eat.

You're look like
my late Marko.

You've brought us freedom.

Good night. - Good night.

Katarina!

Where are you going?

Green field,
who's gonna love you?

Thank you for the dinner.
Good night!

Go on!

For intolerable undermining
the reputation of PLA...

For shooting at crucifix,

and disturbing
Slovene peasant population...

He's sentenced to death.

By firing squad!

Death to fascism,
liberty to the people!

Would you sew officer's marks
on my uniform?

Comrade, please don't disturb.

Where is your wife?
- She's packing.

We're leaving tomorrow.
- Already? - Yes.

I have a little present for you.
For souvenir.

Thank you, you're very kind.

Did I tell you I'm writing
some kind of war diary?

Your wife mentioned that.

I have to rid of past.
Thank you.

All must come out. Those
memories are like illness.

In some city in Yugoslavia
we killed...

all students of some school,
together with their teacher.

I don't remember the name
of the city. Kra... - Kragujevac.

Yes, Kragujevac.

The past in us
don't want to die.

And future is always different
from we've expected.

Present is just moving point.

Man is an animal.

You're wrong, mister.

Animals don't kill
whole classes of students.

Man has elevated
above animals

and now searching
some human world.

Now we're sitting here
in our confection suits,

with full stomachs
and watching each other.

You upset me.

You evoked the problems
into deliberation.

Where did you buy
your confection suit?

In my country.

And where is the difference?

Once we chased each other
in Balkan woods. - Yes.

We were both in German
uniforms.

How?

Yes, yes.

Did you take it from
dead body? - Of course.

If it's not stiffen
it's not very hard.

Court martial of Slovenian
Peoples Liberation Army

sentenced comrade Gaber
to death by firing squad.

He was shooting at crucifix,
bringing unrest,

fear and distrust
among the peasants.

Death to fascism,
liberty to the people!

Attention!

Ready!

Load!

Aim!

Fire!

What's up, Berk?

The war is over! - Yes.

All craziness will come out.
- Come on!

One kind of enemy
will be destroyed.

TurmoiI times
are still expecting us.

Searching
for the paradise lost.

As my friend from Spain
used to say.

Here you are. - Thank you.

He could see very far.
Somewhere beyond.

I still cant' believe,
that he's gone.

You know what were
his last words?

I'll see you in next war.

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