Original subtitles

IT'S A LONG ROAD

A Pantelis Voulgaris film

'Charon's Obol'

'Charon's Obol' with Dimitris Katalifos

Alexis, I'm going to make coffee.

Private Alexis Vasileiadis, B6 902 Infantry Battalion.

Father, whenever in my childhood I asked you where you've been,

you used to answer me: 'It's a long road, my son...'

I am certainly at the end of my road, here.

And this is also my last letter to you!

Of course there's always something you dig into...

You're always looking for something.

I remind you that on Friday at 11:30

you can listen to my radio program at 102 fm.

In Thrace at least, the radio signal is really strong.

Borderline Jazz Band.

Pay a call on me any time. I feel so lonely dammit...

It takes though an excavation to unearth the mountain guard-house.

Ask Old-Manolis, the coffee-shop owner, at the village to give you directions.

Your dear and forgotten son.

Have you heard from mother? Kisses, Alexis.

4.2 kg (9.260 lbs) the son!

Hey guys! 4.2 kg the son!

Do you hear me? My son!

4.2 kg the son, Mr Professor!

Doctor called me... on my mobile.

My wife gave birth at 7:30 am.

4.2 kg!

Best wishes for your newborn!

Get out of here!

May I go, Mr Professor?

Take the motorcycle and get out of here!

Thanks!

I didn't have time to bring some sweet treat.

Take some beers with you when you come back.

Put the pipe under!

Be careful!

- That's great. - One more time.

Slowly!

A sip of tsipouro... (type of raki)

Let's give it a try.

Be careful, Kostas.

- Did you get any sleep last night? - Three hours.

I didn't get a wink of sleep.

We're at the most critical point.

- Everything will come out well. - You think so?

- Shall I open it? - Just a minute!

- Open it! - Let's go, guys!

A warrior!

It's a soldier.

Unviolated Macedonian tomb in the central section of the chamber.

The skeleton is in a supine position.

It looks like a warrior's burial by the weapons found around him.

A copper helmet next to the skull...

Copper greaves next to the lower limbs...

An iron sword on his chest

and two iron spearheads next to his right arm.

A set of bronze symposium vases was also found...

An 'arytaina' (ladle), an 'ithmos' (straining funnel),

a calyx and two canthari (types of vase)

All right.

Is there anything you want?

Nothing, Chrysa.

232 838

Leave your message and I'm going to call you back.

Vasilis?

Vasilis, are you there?

Pick it up.

I heard about your warrior.

My kudos to you! My kudos...

Something good at last.

I have a heavy work load in Brussels, you hear me?

I'm still at the office.

If you come back early, call me.

Did you take my message?

Thank you.

In the morning.

Completely untouched.

With the Charon's obol in his teeth...

He must be a soldier.

We don't know it yet.

I'm all right.

I'm preparing a meal.

Spaghetti.

I follow your recipe.

Like you do it.

You have a cold?

How's the weather there?

Here, the usual sunshine...

Yes, I watered the plants.

Call me again to book a ticket for you.

Whatever you wish...

OK.

Have a nice trip.

Don't tire yourself too much.

Good night.

Thank you.

[Thessaloniki Radio Station]

- Hello. - A gin and tonic.

How do you do?

We were about to search for you one way or another.

I'm the bass guitar player.

Stavros, here, plays the drums.

How're things going?

We have a lot of rehearsing.

In early September, we'll give a concert here.

I'll be here.

Three songs are written by Alexis.

We liked them a lot.

That's why we were looking for you.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Have a nice evening!

Nikos?

Don't forget about me.

The drinks of the boys is my treat!

Perhaps... it was morning.

You passed away at daybreak.

How did you do that?

It serves you right.

My brother will get upset that you didn't let him know.

He can't tear himself from his son, eh?

He never has enough of him.

He tickles his toes

and the little one shakes with laughter.

Go to your ancient ruins, he says, and let me enjoy the little guy.

You didn't get any sleep, right?

So much hard work!

How to find the time to sleep?

And what about this?

The golden coin in his mouth... Why did he have it?

It was his fare paid to Charon...

to ferry him to the Underworld.

Move on, Vasilis mate! Make it snappy!

Come, they're ready...

['Skiladiko' music - trendy 'decadent' music in Greece]

- Come on now! - Throw more!

These are not enough to worth the trouble!

Oh my! What an appetite!

Don't be stingy with spices! Put more, mate, more!

That's it!

- I'm listening. - A green one (Heineken).

Put a sandwich bread on the grill.

What will be the filling?

Anything.

You'll have to wait.

- Cheers! - Cheers!

There's work for us on Wednesday.

We're going to lay bricks at that building without planning permission.

A good wage for us!

But, Father, I have training on Wednesday!

Cut the crap! You know it two weeks now!

We fight for promotion to higher 'katigoria' (division)!

What 'katigoria' (accusation), you 'accused'!

Cut the jokes, now. OK?

You and your brothers-in-law, everyone, we're going to work

and when we finish tonight I'll take you all

to a 'Skiladiko' nightclub.

Idiots, toiling for those fresh Bulgarian women!

Then, that changes things.

What's that supposed to do?

- That changes things. - Is that so?

Come here, smarty.

Vasilis dear, go to that guy and tell him to turn up the volume.

Put some more 'musica!' Go, then.

My old man is upbeat! Cheers!

Agapios, put them on my tab and I'll be back, all right?

Hello.

I'm great.

I worked in the morning and I didn't want to wait.

I do know that is Sunday.

No, I'm not going home.

Chrysa, I can't always give you a full report.

Go back to your place or go wherever you want.

All right.

Thank you.

I'm all right.

[Radio coverage of a soccer match]

Fill it up.

Is this the way to the camp?

There's a soccer match. FC Xanthi...

You'll find no one on Sunday.

Even the guard might be absent.

I'm looking for the commander.

He filled a bottle of wine in the shop opposite an hour ago.

Most likely he's at home.

It's straight ahead, the two-floor white building.

A blue Audi is parked outside.

Parked with its left wing next to the building.

[Traditional Greek-pontic music]

I was thinking about you a couple of days ago.

I said to myself why not disturb him.

Take a seat, please.

'Gemista!' [Stuffed tomatoes and peppers]

I just took them out of the oven.

- Mother... - Yes.

The gentleman here is a professor in Thessaloniki, an archaeologist.

This morning she asked me who I am.

Today I made up my mind.

You know how these things sometimes happen.

I said, if I don't do it this time...

The domestic doesn't come on Sundays.

I hired a woman to keep her company.

I have to prepare the meal myself, of necessity.

The tomato plants are heavy with fruits.

Those in the garden, eh?

Now and then I let myself go.

We have plenty of time here.

One day is like two.

Even three, many times.

Come closer, Irini.

This is Mr Vasileiadis from Thessaloniki.

I told you I'm going to cook, didn't I?

This is just a small snack.

You did the right thing to bring it.

It's a local recipe.

How are you today?

Take her to bed.

It's almost a year now.

I have to go there.

To see with my eyes.

I'm all right, don't worry.

[Military drills]

Shut up, jerks! Jump!

Jump higher! Higher, you idiot!

Come on, my boy! Let's see what you can do.

- Bravo! Bravo! - A car!

Aggelidakis! They ask for you at the gate!

You finally made it.

Sergeant Aggelidakis. Mr Commander has told me about you.

- I suppose you can escort me inside. - It's a long distance, you know.

We cannot go there by normal vehicle.

- What are we going to do? - We'll go there by the jeep.

But I've sent it to mission, today.

You can rent a room in the village!

I'll be there at 7 a.m..

I'll be waiting, my boy.

I'm not afraid, Alexis.

This is the end. On foot from now on.

The path leads to the guard-house.

Be aware of the soldier guarding the post.

He's under orders to shoot at 50 metres.

[Traditional song of mourning from Thrace]

Halt! Who goes there?

Halt!

Hey, mate!

Have you been here for a long time?

Alexis Vasileiadis!

Twenty years old.

Does the name mean anything to you?

Halt or I'll shoot!

I am his father.

Of course I recognized you.

I was in the same detachment with Alexis a year ago.

We shared a common life.

We weren't close mates.

But there are no many of us here.

He'd grab the saxophone...

He was a musician.

At least that's what he was saying.

He was saying several things about himself.

I never understood why he did that.

Well by god, I can't bear the very thought,

the one moment to say 'hello'

and the other to shoot himself right between the eyes.

Mind you I had a hard time, too.

Even now that I'm going to be a regular serviceman.

I'll never understand why he did it.

We don't talk about Alexis so as not to disturb the mates.

It's not a small thing if this sets a trend.

I remember you, Mr Professor.

Of course I remember you.

That evening, you were lost within yourself.

Don't you remember that I put him in the grave?

The coffee is ready!

This is for good luck!

The moment they arrive here for their service

they pin on the wall an 100-drachma note and a photo.

Is there anyone in your family here?

- Yes. - Who?

At last year's Easter my son-in-law from Germany was here.

He shot our party with the camera.

Your son is somewhere inside too.

Watch it and make a duplicate. How do we say that... a copy.

- Cheers! All the best! - Christ is risen, mates!

- Christ is risen! - Truly he is risen, mates!

To your good health, doctor! To your good health, my lad!

Turn up the volume!

I like so much this piece!

I wanted to be your friend.

'The Last Dwarf Goose'

'The Last Dwarf Goose' with Thanasis Vengos

We're there!

We're there!

Do I hear them or make a mistake?

You're not mistaken. They're coming!

I say it's five years since he came last time.

Almost.

Let's see, he'll remember me or not.

The birds have fooled me.

The nightingales of Spring

- You haven't changed at all. - Not at all.

Yannis!

Did my hair turn white so much?

Yannis, the scientist...

Who gave you that nickname?

So many years ago...

Remember that quarrel with the hunters from Tripoli?

I saved the scientist's skin from a brutal beating!

It was the same season, by the way.

We spotted them hiding in Limnionas.

Their boat was full of turtle doves and rabbits.

I found Yannis with his hands up!

The bastards were aiming at him with their guns!

You think they might have shot at me?

You don't know them well.

They get tough with the illegal hunting.

Is the young lady your wife?

Liv is from Norway, a professor.

It's her first time at Evros (Maritsa) river.

My question wasn't about this.

Anyway...

Panagiotis!

Have you've seen Old-Antonis?

You friend Old-Antonis, hasn't showed up for two days.

Look for him around the shack.

You look well.

I am.

- You, too. - Me? What?

You look well.

I've put down roots here.

I've found my home.

Liv's work is on dwarf geese.

She's been watching them from Oslo.

She's been observing their movements three years now.

She's considered a top scientist.

She's a nice woman.

She helped me a lot in Oslo.

Don't give me that look.

You're welcome.

Eleni, love?

White bean soup! 'Blessed' white bean soup!

- Come on, Old-Antonis! - Hand the plates!

Have you got white bean soup in Norway?

How could they ever have, Old-Antonis?

Be blessed!

Let's start.

- Pepper? - Yes.

We need your help, Old-Antonis.

Haven't you been a gamekeeper at Evros Delta for 30 years?

We must get into Giaurantas and we need you as our guide.

You have Eleni for that.

If it wasn't for her

there would be not a single blackbird!

But river is your home!

And what are you going to do in there with that weather?

Sunbathing in the winter?

We're watching a goose, a dwarf goose.

The last of her kind.

She came to winter here in Evros.

What do you mean by 'last?'

There had been only five of them. The rest were killed.

We had put a small transmitter on the back of every each of them.

They were killed. They didn't make it. Only one managed to get here.

We're watching her from a distance.

That's why we came to you, for not losing touch with her.

- You know Giaurantas well, right? - Are you telling me that?

Like the back of my hand.

- How long are you going to stay? - As long as it takes.

I'm in.

Don't worry about the money.

Don't worry. We'll settle this. Something else bothers me.

Since we're going to stay long in the river,

women should made up something for us to chew...

and I'll bring the... 'base.'

Without a 'base' nothing can be built.

Tsipouro... I made it myself.

20 alcoholic degrees!

Drink... Drink to feel a blush warming your cheeks.

Drink.

When I was young,

I was the best guide in all Delta.

So many people came and went, kings, generals, prime ministers...

Even I lead the Prince of Wales into this place to hunt ducks.

We shot them down,

but they hanged them on their limousines

and swelled with pride in Alexandroupolis.

Some great hunters they were!

Into the Delta... up to 1960s

sky went dark cos of the many birds.

Flora was so dense

that many hunters died right in here.

A labyrinth!

Too much cold in Winter! They froze to death!

The weather and the river

the only friends of birds.

Hey lad, can you tell me how this thingamajig works?

The transmitter is installed on her back.

She makes a sound that the receiver gets.

By the intensity of sound

I can tell where the goose approximately is.

You don't know what kind of mother a goose is.

The other day, the lorries stalled in a queue on the motorway.

A mother goose was leading her goslings one by one across the road.

The lorry-drivers, smoking while waiting,

couldn't scarcely trust their eyes.

I receive a weak signal from Northeast.

I got it. She's going towards Paloukia,

even further in, with direction to Nymphonas.

Which way to go there?

See about what's new from your goose

and leave all the rest to me.

Little by little we'll get closer to her.

There are many grebes!

Great and pygmy cormorants too!

And grey herons! And pelicans! And so many ducks!

Here, Greece... is still beautiful.

It comes and goes.

One moment she can be heard quite near and the next she disappears.

Maria must be hanging about somewhere here!

- What did you call her? - Maria.

- The name of Yannis' mother. - Little Mary!

In the past few years they ruined the river.

They altered its bed.

They built embankments, drainage systems, drain pipes...

Thousands of hunters and poachers got inside

with automatic rifles.

Old-Antonis, turn to the right, towards Kokkino Livadi!

The time of the murderers!

Now that the birds go to roost.

They approach and shoot them at close range.

Then, they go into hiding with ease because the night falls fast.

- Can you see, Old-Antonis? - Not clearly.

- Now? - Yes, yes! That's great!

Good! Great!

In December

they were shooting at the frozen birds at half metre...

The birds could not move

and they were executing them in cold blood!

Some hunt from within the jeep!

They're bored. They take out the carbine

and shoot at everything that flies, everything that moves...

Bring over your wife, man!

Put her on her knees

and as she leans towards the ground, shoot at her!

Come on, Mary. We missed you!

She might be in the reeds,

at ten metres, and, in spite of that, she cannot be seen.

She knows how to take cover.

May I suggest something, guys?

To head for Paloukia... Maybe, little Mary hangs out there.

It's little Mary! In the reeds!

She's all airs and graces! Frolicsome like Vougiouklaki.

[Vougiouklaki: actress, the biggest star of the Golden Age of Greek cinema]

[A 'Rebetiko' love song]

The river puts my mind in order.

I liked Evros ever since...

I hunted a lot in my days of youth.

With the sling...

with lime-twigs...

later, with the double-barrelled gun...

I was stealing my uncle's.

On a Monday, I took aim...

at a lonely oystercatcher.

It stood still for two days.

I said to myself 'it has lost it's mate.'

They're together for life.

When it dropped off

I saw the second one hidden. It rushed headlong into me...

with a heart-rending cry...

I took the killed bird,

mounted my bicycle and buzzed off in a flash.

At 5 kms where the dirt track ends

I stopped.

Over me...

The living oystercatcher

kept chasing me!

I shot it

so it wouldn't suffer anymore for loosing it's mate.

Then...

I threw bullets and double-barrelled gun away...

Are you going to leave again?

I'm actually going to pick up my things.

Three years in Oslo count for ten!

And after that?

Thessaloniki! Liv liked it there much.

She'll be a great help to you.

She seems a strong and steadfast person.

She is.

Don't dig in the past. The way we are now is nice too.

- Is it good? - It is.

- Norway... - Yes.

Is it far?

Which city are you from... in Norway?

- Bergen. - Bergen.

Me...

I have a granddaughter.

A small girl.

[Her name is] Aliki!

Pretty.

When she grows up, I'll send her to you.

She studies hard.

She knows how to write English, the little devil!

My lady

stayed on in Hamburg

to help with her newborn, fifth grandchild!

My son-in-law...

has three restaurants.

Three!

He is well-fixed. Thank heavens!

And the lady stayed there

and goes around

just for window shopping!

An automatic carbine!

He's in Drana, hunting geese.

A known poacher from around here.

I have already warned them

not to mess with me.

Little Mary!

Don't shoot, man!

You cut little Mary's arse in the air!

Once upon a time, I was hunting like that.

But I grew old. Now I'm on a pension.

- Good morning. - Hello there. How are you?

- Didn't you take anything with you? - Nah, I just went out.

Besides, I fear the gamekeepers.

They move around all the time.

It looks a staunch rifle.

Molgar, 6mm.

- Simple bullets? - No, no... Magnum 3mm.

Certainly, a good rifle! It slides!

Tell me, is it light?

Light as a baby. See yourself.

Like a feather!

That's right. Like a feather!

Great! Tell me another thing.

Was the little goose...

coming that way? - No, no, from there.

It went upwards out of the reeds.

'Vietnam'

That's my girl, Sophia!

with Giorgos Armenis

Is it nice in Thessaloniki, sweetie?

Yes, honey.

How's our little baby girl?

Are you taking care of her?

I can't believe it! She still wets her bed.

I'll be coming there, sweetie.

I'm going to see your mum today.

Bye-bye, darling!

Achilleas!

Hello, Fotis. It's Makis here.

What happened? Did you see her?

She came by...

In a car? And how long?

What registration number it had?

It didn't cross your mind... All right, all right...

Tell me something...

How was she like?

It's all right, Fotis, I'm quite calm. All right...

Bitch!

Are you upstairs?

Throw me the keys because I'm late.

Why don't you even say a 'good evening' to me?

Good evening, then!

Will you come down?

You look jolly nice.

I thought that you'd leave me alone,

that you realized that everything's over.

Yet it seems you cannot change your ways.

I told you, it's over. It finished!

- Where are the children? - Cut it, you know very well.

Don't pose now as a loving father.

That's not the matter!

Who drove you here?

So, that is it, then.

So that's why you put those idiot detectives spy on me.

I told you, I will never come back to this cursed wasteland!

It's over!

At first you liked it here.

Let's sit to talk it over.

Not for a minute!

I came to take the car and separate once and for all.

Calm down, Tassoula.

Calm down.

When I liked that, I was very young...

And you were different.

No, it's gone. It's over!

If you like, stay here

with your chicks, your farm and your sofas!

Watch your tongue, all right?

The sofas and the console tables is all that feeds you

And now you play the lady to me!

Listen to me! Two months ago

you came to my bed and you had the smell of a Bulgarian woman!

Didn't you?

- Tassoula, think it over! - I told you, it's over!

Tassoula!

Tassoula, think it over! I can't live without the children!

- 4-0, our great PAOK! - Really?

After four fixtures we saw a victory at last!

Such a bad break...

- Good evening, Kyriakos! - Welcome, sweetheart!

- Hello, girls! - Good evening, gorgeous!

I've always been a fan of artichoke...

Artichoke? What about top level clubs?

Artichoke! Some day you'll cut these childish acts.

Well, guys, we're done with the sports!

'Goumenissa,' does it ring you a bell?

- Any wedding again? - You got it right, mate.

28th September, 100 brown ones (1000-drachma notes) in the pocket

apart from the extras. - Don't you want a bass?

No, mate. We need a clarinet.

- I play that too! - Like the other time you stood us up.

My little son Kostas fell ill, love!

Not a big thing. Take my watch!

- It's of no use to me. - As a pledge!

It can't play me the clarinet!

Get a bloody move on!

- It's already eleven! - Take it easy, man!

Quiet! Will you please be quiet a little?

- The boss is auditioning... - What?

He is auditioning!

Red suits her.

Couldn't you pick anything else, showing more boobs?

More? If she bends, she'll leave everything on display!

Tell her to bend.

- Does she know any song? - In Bulgarian.

And what?

Shall I put Bulgarian songs in the program?

Teach her the basics.

My darling!

They'll be too drunk to understand a thing.

Keep her for a good customer.

Veta, we're over.

Leave Veta. Veta will stay here.

Go see if the cleaning is done.

Would you like one? As a small shot in the arm.

Nikos! Nikos!

Happy Birthday to you

Happy Birthday, dear Andreas...

Hello! Who's speaking?

- Hello, Nikos. It's Makis. - Where have you been, Makis?

- I'm outside your home. - Why don't you come in?

- I feel terribly bad. - What's wrong?

Leave those silly urchins and let's go together for a ride.

It's not possible, Makis. It's my son's birthday.

Never mind! Forget it.

Makis, where are you going to be later?

Never mind, forget it...

[Vietnam]

Evening, Mr Tsetsenoglou.

Please, Mr Tsetsenoglou. Do come in.

'Vietnam' is all yours.

Here comes Tsetsenoglou!

Please, Mr Tsetsenoglou. Do come in.

Please.

Good evening, dear Mr Makis.

Good evening, Mr Tsetsenoglou.

Good evening, Mr Makis. Please!

Well, shouldn't we take his trench coat?

He never takes it off. It would be bad luck for him.

He wears it through all seasons!

The other day he danced even a 'zeibekiko' while wearing it.

Good evening.

Vietnaaaam!

One more night full of music...

dance... -Let's go!-

and whatever may come!

Good evening, Mr Makis! We'll have a great time tonight.

Journey into melody and into the sound

of the best, of the greatest musician Panagiotis 'Hendrix' Intzidis!

Second bouzouki, our little Tassos!

Hello there, little Tassos!

We have the pleasure to announce you just for a limited number of shows,

Giorgos!

Goldfinger Kostas at the keyboards!

Volcanic Alekos plays the drums!

And at the proud goblet drum...

Pavlos, coming directly from the Orient!

Nikos at the bass...

Cut it!

Good evening, 'Vietnam!'

Get ready, Nancy!

Petros, go on the stage now!

- Are we alone tonight? - Tsetsenoglou matches ten customers!

He looks to me terribly pissed off tonight.

I'm risking everything tonight

Coming uninvited to your place

If there's anything to say, say it now

Because jealousy is a passion that kills

I love you to death, all right, on this Saturday night

I love you to death I love you

I love you to death, all right, on this Saturday night

And for your sake I might kill myself

In a room full of cigarette smoke

I will even lie to myself that you were here

Hidden behind your great wrongs

Here in my ashes you played hide and seek

I love you to death, all right, on this Saturday night

I love you to death I love you

I love you to death, all right, on this Saturday night

And for your sake I might kill myself

1, 2, 3 and go!

What's wrong with him?

The guitarist? He was in hospital, Mr Makis.

He fell into a ditch on his motorcycle.

Mercifully, his horn stuck on and he was found.

He hit his head

and while playing one song, suddenly he starts another!

The kid warns him when he gets baffled.

The lucky bastard! A scotch with ice for him - my treat.

It never stops! It never stops!

My heart never stops beating for you!

It never stops! It never stops!

My heart never stops beating for you!

From the arsehole at the front row table.

My babe!

Shower her with bunches of flowers!

It's done!

My heart starts racing when you just go away for a while

My love is a love of jealousy

And you a flame that never goes out

It never stops! It never stops!

My heart never stops beating for you!

It never stops! It never stops!

My heart never stops beating for you!

Tell them to smash all the plates they got on the dance floor

and not to leave a single plate!

Just a moment!

Tell your boss to come quickly. I want to speak to him.

Tsetsenoglou had already been loaded with money

but they say he also won a lottery jackpot last year.

The whores are saying his wife is fed up

with him and the town of Kilkis.

She and a salesman paired up and went away to Thessaloniki.

It is said that he was a friend of his.

That's why he's like a bull in a china shop tonight.

Well, it serves the bloody bastard right!

I will throw everything I got into the fire

Who can understand my love for you

And come in time

Right before this drives me crazy

Who can understand my love for you

And arrest me in time

Right before I kill myself

My little Sophia!

My sweet baby girl!

- Put them on his bill! - All right, boss.

I told you, jerk, that I'm not here for anyone!

It's not my fault, boss. He saw your car.

- And what does he want now? - How should I know? You, I guess.

Keep some plates for Spyros.

He never sings without setting fire to piles of plates.

'Hamlet,' finish with the Bulgarian woman!

Every night I stay up late

And look for you wherever I go

And ache for you

And smash everything up

And get drunk

I'm burning like a lit cigarette

And if you don't come back there will be no cure for me.

What does Mr Makis wish?

Plates!

- Regretfully, we ran out of plates. - Ran out?

Pick up all kitchen utensils and fetch them here for smashing.

Whatever Mr Makis wishes...

I wander all alone

In a desert world

And while you're not here

Nothing makes any difference

And I ache for you

I'm burning like a lit cigarette

And if you don't come back there will be no cure for me.

I love you strongly and you break me in two.

Out of jealousy you shatter me like glass

I ache for you in my heart and you don't shed a tear

I love you strongly and you break up with me

Guilty without evidence

Tell me what great sin I have committed.

Throw away the bad thoughts, my boy!

Guilty because I love you

I can't stand any longer counting my bruises

Tell me something.

The man in the trench coat really lives in clover

or he just sold a piece of land and came here to show off

and vent his frustrations.

He's rolling in it

but handle with caution.

He's poison!

Nah, he looks like a dead dog to me!

I have so many plans for the two of us.

With no reason and excuse you say goodbye

You are ironic and you hurt me

I love you strongly and you nail me to a cross

Guilty without evidence

Tell me what great sin I have committed.

Guilty because I love you

I can't stand any longer counting my bruises.

Shake a leg, dear. He has turn the club inside out!

- He pays, boss! - Mind your business, 'Hamlet!'

My eyes have seen a lot of things.

I...

love...

you...

I love you! That's it!

You'll only say that. Nothing else.

Repeat it.

Go dance!

Are you enjoying yourself, man?

- Anything left for smashing, boss? - Nothing's left.

You smashed up everything my mate Makis!

Apart from the ceramic tiles of the toilet...

Great.

Have them stripped with hack-hammers,

get basins, bidets, sinks and handles

and fetch them right here on the dance floor for smashing.

Whatever you say, whatever...

since you pay.

The cream of the cream only for you.

What's your name?

I... love... you...

Every time you look at me you condemn me

You make me a slave of your love

Still whenever I come close to you

I'm not afraid of your chains

Give me a life sentence with you

I'm not afraid being incarcerated by you

Give me a life sentence with you

I'm not afraid being incarcerated by you

My children, Nikos! My children!

Spyros the Great is now yours.

I smoke my cigarettes

The one after the other

And I can't put my thoughts in order

You who were my whole life

You became my ultimate demise

You who were my whole life

You became my ultimate demise

We will never die, my mate Makis!

I get drunk all the time because of you

I come closer to madness

You weren't just a moment in my life

You were a lot more than that

You who where my whole life

You became my ultimate demise

Roughly speaking, how much is the club in total?

About 20-25 millions...

Well, I'm giving 30 right now to buy it, right now!

What for, Makis? Are you going to run the club?

No, mate! Things you hear! To run the club, sez you!

I want to smash it up!

Get going right now with the excavator!

Right now!

I'll pay you anything you ask!

It's nothing, nothing serious...

Makis gets off on tearing down a night club.

Razing it to the ground!

Don't ask why, jerk! There's no special reason.

He feels like doing it!

30!

If you want the new one, I'll sell you that too, man!

May always be able to ruin!

Orchestra!

Everything seems dark and mixed up to me

As if all disasters fell on me

In my madness I even met you

And my life was put into reverse.

I'll find the strength to tear down

Everything that got my life into a mess.

I'll find the strength to tear them down

I'll take a breath at last

Tear it down, Elias!

Elias, tear it down!

The film was shot from 08-09-1997 to 13-12-1997

in Macedonia and Thrace

and is dedicated to the memory of TAKIS KANELLOPOULOS.

The title originates from a verse of poet YANNIS TZANETAKIS