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Go downstairs, Maruška.

- It's not too heavy?
- No.

- Hello.
- Merry Christmas.

To you too. Thanks. Bye.

- Merry Christmas.
- Thank you.

Here, a little something to eat.

STOP TORTURING THE FISH

A TRADITION OF CRUELTY

A CHRISTMAS STORY

Hi!

- Merry Christmas.
- Oh, screw you.

Let's go!

I'll just tell the driver we can leave.

Looks like he's deaf.

We can go now.

Does your door open that easily?

You should ask the city hall
to send you a locksmith.

I mean, really, anyone can get in.

- Leave the door alone. Please close it.
- Sure, I'll close it nicely for you.

Thanks.

What a smell you've got in there.
It's really better off--

Leave the driver's space.
Or get off immediately.

- Driver...
- Or get off!

...I really wouldn't want
to intrude on your space.

Finally.

Wow, you've really got the hang of it.

The driving, I mean.

Hat's off.

I'm warning you.

You're just like Niki Lauda.

Oh, I see. You're crossing it like that.

Damn, you're really booking it.

- Watch out!
- Oh, hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Oh, shit.

Good, yes. Ding, ding!
You're right. Buddy--

Stop it. You're distracting
and unnerving me. I'm telling you nicely.

You're distracting and unnerving me.

Look, the stop's coming up.
Steady. Slow down.

Ding, ding!

Hello?

Lenka, you won't believe this.

I think I've found him!

What? Whom did you find? Where did you go?

Hold on, I'll call you back.
I don't want to lose him.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Do you want to try them?
- Yes, please.

I'll get you five of them, sir.

Perfect.

- Enjoy.
- Thank you. Merry Christmas.

To you too. Bye.

Lenka, it really is him.

He went into a church.
Maybe he's started praying, or something.

Lenka? He's become a priest!

Holy cow! What now?

I always imagined
how I'd get back at him, but now...

he's a priest!

I told you to meet me
at the back entrance, not here.

- First, we go to my place.
- Okay.

Hold on.

And then to the airport.
Put this in the back.

What a beautiful bouquet.

That's from my colleagues.

Come, please! Come, come!

Please get in, my friends.
We don't have time.

No stress, but please, do hurry up.

The tram has to leave on time.
Thank you very much.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

I am your tourist leader.

Hello, ladies and gentlemen.

The German Democratic Republic
is our neighbor.

Tschüss. Adios.

I can't believe this. This is nonsense!

My buddy needs me.

Right? You missed me, didn't you?

- Careful. A chick!
- I see!

You don't want to ram into her
with your steel tram wheel.

I must be dreaming. This can't be real!
I've never seen such a moron!

Careful! A red light!

Why didn't you turn here?

I didn't order
a sightseeing tour of Prague.

I need to be on time at the airport.

It's faster this way.

Since when?

I know it like the back of my hand.
Here. You see? A jam.

Look, my GPS is telling me
to turn only here. See?

Your GPS...

Just look at the road.

You look, and you see. Right?

Name's Mirek.

People call me Mirísek.

I have to tell you, Mrs. Skálová,

I'm a big admirer of yours.

You're the favorite actress
of all our family.

Well, thank you.

But that doesn't mean you have to kill me.

Slow down, please. Slow down.
We'll get there.

I'm not even angry at you anymore
for kicking me out of acting school.

You did the exams for acting school?

Yeah. I'm good.

And why did they kick you out?

I don't know. But I'm good.

- I believe you.
- Right?

- Hi.
- Merry Christmas.

Sorry I'm late.

- What's that you brought?
- Tangerines. For the kids.

For the kids? Just them?

You can have some too.

Really?

Tangerines?

We'll see.

We don't have much time. You're late.

- We can make it.
- Really?

I'm not sure.

Maybe we should leave it
for some other time.

- No.
- No?

- The shoes...
- You still have your shoes on?

Sorry.

Wait, wait!

- We don't have time.
- We do.

No, no. I'm too stressed out.

Fine.

We don't have the time, then.

- We're turning right.
- I see.

- What a turn.
- I see.

That was close.

And if you pass someone,
don't forget your blinker.

- Sure.
- Blink, blink.

Will you shut up?

A black car on starboard!

Watch out!

- Go, go!
- I can't.

- Will you stop ringing?
- Sorry.

The black car!

Why do you keep ringing?

Calm down, okay? And you go.

I can't. The garbage men are there.

Just go. Go!

Go.

- What a moron!
- You're right. He's a moron.

- And you just stop it!
- Finally we agree.

Why don't you answer it?

You're embarrassed in front of your dad
that some chick's pushing you around?

- Nobody's pushing me around.
- Dad, don't talk about girls like that.

Ah, the protector. Fine. You're right.

What do you think you're doing,
not answering my calls?

Well, I was in the car with my dad, so...

That's supposed to be an excuse?
Move. Move!

You refused my call.

Twice.

Does it mean you don't respect me?

I respect you.
It was just a misunderstanding.

It was your misunderstanding.
I understood myself perfectly.

Okay.

That was my place!

I'm sorry. We're in a hurry.

Of course you are.

Hello, Mr. Skála.
Please, just fill in your name here.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Anička!

- Hi.
- Hi.

We're really looking forward to tonight.

I'm sorry,
but I don't think I'll be able to make it.

- Why? What's wrong?
- Nothing. Everything's fine.

But she...

I mean, I have to stay with her tonight.

You're getting divorced,
but you're with her on Christmas Eve.

We are getting divorced.

Really.

It's all prepared already.

- But Blanka's sort of depressed.
- Oh, she's depressed.

- Yeah, it's her anxiety.
- Sure.

But it doesn't mean anything. Anča...
She's going to her parents' in Brno.

I'll just walk her to the station
so that she's not afraid.

I'll help her get
her luggage on the train.

And then I'll come see you.

I don't think so, Miloš. I have to go.

- Sorry.
- No problem.

Thank you, Maruška.

- Hello.
- Welcome.

The news report's ending,
and we'll start right after that.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Have a seat.

Radio Europeana.

Our esteemed guest.

After the news,
we'll be interviewing our guest,

deputy and chairman of the board

for Science, Education,
Culture, Youth and Sports,

Mr. Přemysl Skála.

Have a pleasant Christmas Day.
Over to you.

Today is Christmas Day,
and we should stick to a happy note,

but I have to ask you one thing:

How do you intend to solve
the government coalition crisis,

and what hopes do you put
in the new minister, Žvýkalová?

Yes. Of course.

But...

But...

She's our coalition partner,

so there's big hope.

I mean,
not as big as the minister herself,

but I'm sure we'll come to an agreement.

How do you mean, "big"? Big, as in,
due to her abilities or her influence?

In all respects.
A harmony of the inside and the outside.

A harmony of body and spirit.

- What's this nonsense?
- Harmony is important.

My son's getting tangled up
in his own words again.

Yes, it's about harmony.

Let's change the subject
and talk about Christmas.

How are you going to spend this day?

Hopefully at peace, with my family.

Yeah, right.

He's always saying this. But then it's me
who has to push him into everything.

Imagine he doesn't want to introduce
his new girlfriend to me.

He says I'd try and cross-interrogate her.

- Me!
- And would you?

No.

I'm just protecting him.

Because you men don't have
a good nose when it comes to women.

And then you're all surprised.

Yeah.

You're right about that.
We're always surprised.

And what wishes would you send out
to our audience?

I would like to invite them
to St. Paul's Church.

We'll be handing out the money
we collected in support of shelter houses.

For mothers, for children,
it'll be a great event.

So, best of luck.
And thank you for the interview.

Thank you too. Goodbye.

Goodbye. And now we have another
feel-good Christmas song coming up.

Why are you asking me about politics?
We agreed not to speak about politics.

And yet you ask me about that cunt!

Who are you talking about, Mr. Deputy?

The minister. Who else could I mean?

That's obvious, isn't it?

What's he saying?

Oh, dear. Is he crazy or what?

What an idiot!

Sorry for being rude.

But she's really got shit for brains.

I heard she used to be a slut.

- Did you hear that?
- Yeah.

Awesome!

- Awesome.
- That's not awesome. That's a disaster.

No, that's really awesome!

Slut...

- She doesn't know anything about anything.
- Then why did your partners choose her?

What do I know?
Maybe she's got something on somebody.

That woman!

You-- You're a woman. You're a woman.

But a great one.

Some women are great.

But these sluts mess it all up.

Oh, my God.

He's gone crazy.

- He's crazy.
- He's right.

What was that supposed to be?

What were you thinking about? Baby Jesus?

Oh, no. I'm sorry. That was--

That was on air?

Goodbye.

- Merry Christmas.
- To you too.

- Take the rest of the day off.
- That's terrible.

- Get out of my sight!
- Sorry.

- What part didn't you understand?
- Yes, sorry.

It'll be fine.

- Find me someone else, please.
- Sure.

I think I'll take the stairs.

Come. The lift's here.

- Crisis hotline here.
- Hey, Sis.

I fucked up real bad.
The radio will probably fire me.

What happened?

Where are you?

You're calling me on the crisis hotline.

I'm at the shelter house,
and you're blocking the line.

Hello? Anička?

Anča!

Things will calm down.
It'll all be forgotten by tomorrow.

It happened because of you. Leave me be!

- Anička, wait.
- Mind your fingers.

Trust me, there's nothing
between me and her. I swear, nothing.

- Yet you're with her on Christmas Eve.
- She'll leave, and then I'll be with you.

"Then"! This is the third Christmas
you're telling me this! It's over!

- Anička, please...
- Miloš, please!

Let's see if we have the same taste.
What about this one?

Too stuck-up.

I think so too.

And that one over there?

- Terrible shoes.
- Shoes?

Those can be changed, can't they?

This one won't give up her shoes.

You're right.
A girl's got to have good character.

- And she mustn't be a shrieker.
- And she mustn't be a shrieker.

What a queue, right?

- Aren't they great?
- Yeah, they're cool.

Sorry.

It's the hospital.

Yes?

Sorry, ladies. We just need to pass.

Let her through.

Here, I'll hold your jacket.

Why do you have to go to the hospital?

Well, my colleague's ill,
so I need to fill in for him.

- We'll go skating after. Promise, Brother.
- And with whom?

Well, just the two of us.

Don't you know some nice girl?

- Right now, I don't.
- That's 'cause you're not trying.

I'm not. Let's go.

Hello.

My little girls,
you didn't like it outside anymore?

- No, we didn't.
- How come?

It's freezing, right?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Here. The courier brought you
some tangerines, girls.

Thank you.

Go wash your hands, now. Go.

So, courier.

- How are you today?
- Fine... nanny.

Right. Romana, your hands.

- Just go, please.
- I can't find my shoes.

- Where did you leave them?
- I don't know.

- You had them upstairs.
- Oh, right.

Just go.

Here we are. Three big Kofolas.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Greetings, Mr. Skála.
- Hello.

- The owner himself is waiting tables?
- The staff went home for Christmas.

By the way, great interview.

You think so?

You may have been a bit blunt,

but you only said what we're all thinking.

Really, it was great.

Fun.

Really? Fun?

Yeah, fun.

Thanks.

Geez, I'm sorry.

- Let me clean that up.
- It's okay.

- It's okay. I'll do it.
- No, I'll do it for you.

- No, I'll do it.
- I-- Fine.

- Can I bring you anything else?
- No, thank you.

Okay. Sorry.

Wait a sec. I'll show you something.

Why are you asking me about politics?
We agreed not to speak about politics.

And yet you ask me about that cunt!

Who are you talking about, Mr. Deputy?

The minister. Who else could I mean?

Sorry for being rude.

But she's really got shit for brains.

Do you understand it?

I heard she used to be a whore.

- She doesn't know anything about anything.
- Then why did your partners choose her?

What do I know?

Maybe she's got something on somebody.
That woman!

That's really funny.

You're a woman. But a great one.

Some women are great.
But these whores mess it all up for them.

Hi, Viktor. How are you, Chief?

I've been on my way back from Germany
since 5:00 a.m.,

and what do I hear the moment
I cross the border?

You!
What was that verbal diarrhea of yours?

Diarrhea?

What diarrhea?
I didn't have diarrhea this morning.

You know I don't like swearing,
but are you fucking nuts?

Do you want to bring down the government?
Žvýkalová's been harassing me all morning!

Threatening? That's a crime.

Stop it! They're the big fish, not us.

And what does the big fish do
to the small one?

I don't know. It eats it?

Exactly. And that's why
we're distancing ourselves from you.

Distancing? Why?

- He doesn't know! Hello.
- Hello.

Where are you?

Oh, having coffee, are we?
Stay there. I'm coming.

Hi.

Hello.

How was the trip?

The trip was fine. Traffic was good.

But we're having serious trouble
with Skála.

Hello.

Hello.

Viktor, this is...

This is our Romana's boyfriend.

What?

Hello.

Jakub. Nice to meet you.

I know you, of course.
I'm interested in politics.

You see, Romanka? I didn't even know
you had such a charming boyfriend.

So you don't mind we're taking
Romanka away for Christmas, Jakub?

No, not at all.

No? What will you be doing on your own?

Me? Probably nothing.

Maybe you'd like to come with us
to the mountains.

At least Romanka won't be sad.

- No, that would be inappropriate.
- Yeah, inappropriate.

- That would be totally inappropriate.
- Why would it be inappropriate?

On the contrary, Romanka,
it will be a pleasure. Right?

Look, I've got to meet Skála.
I'll tell you everything.

Looking forward to seeing you.

- Bye.
- Bye.

See ya.

Well... So it looks like
you're coming to our cottage with us.

You must be completely crazy.

Me? I didn't invite you, Viktor did.

Look at it like this:
You'll get out of Prague,

change your ideas, do some skiing, right?

You think I'm a total dick and that I'll
spend Christmas with you and your husband?

Viktor cares about nothing but politics,

so there's no need to feel guilty.

Great. Wonderful, in fact.

And can't you at least get me
a better girlfriend? One that's kind?

We don't have those.

Mom...

I need some advice.
And some help. Something happened.

I heard it.

You think it's bad?

It is bad. Absolutely.

But don't worry.

Don't despair.

It's not that bad after all.

Let me think...

I know!

I'll call Viktor.

Don't. Mom, do not call him.
I just spoke to him.

He's pissed. He's coming to meet me.

Then, well...

I don't know!

Because of Přemek,

I missed a message from Patrick.

There's a snowstorm in Paris,
and they're all waiting at the airport.

Turn it around. We're going back.

Mrs. Skálová, if you told me sooner,

I'd have a look at my app, and it would
have saved you some time and money.

"Can't be reached."
You and your apps and GPS's...

I'll install it for you.

Never. Go.

Hi!

Hi!

Fíla?

Terezka?

- Uncle!
- Come here!

- So what? Is Granny causing you trouble?
- Yes!

Yeah, sure...

Stop. Don't run around here.

Go somewhere else,
or you'll get burned! Chop, chop!

- Let me help you.
- Don't. I've got my system.

Don't help me, thank you. Don't!

Are you okay?

I am okay, but everyone went to work
rather than be here with me.

But later tonight,
they'll all be eating like crazy.

It's like I can hear them:

"You shouldn't use so much salt.
It's not healthy."

"You put pepper in it too?"
"I like pepper," Dad will say.

Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom...

Calm down, okay?

Sure, calm down.

"What meat do you want? Chicken?"
"No, chicken's not good for you."

"I don't want the carp.
It's got big bones in it."

"Mom, you mustn't use mayonnaise.
Everything's got to be organic."

I'll just try the salad.

You really could have put more salt in it.

Put that back in the fridge.

You're supposed to be fasting.
Leave that alone. Get out.

And what about the presents? I brought
some paper. I'll help you wrap them up.

The presents?

That's for Baby Jesus to know.
Right, kids?

How could we know where the presents are?

Come!

Are you out of your mind?
Can't you observe traditions?

Let me tell you something.

Do you know why no one wants
to spend Christmas with you?

I'd like to know that.

Do you know why everyone
goes to work instead?

Because you're acting like this.

And I am going to the mountains. See ya.

What do you mean, "see ya," "mountains"?

What, "see ya," "mountains"?
Where are you going? Kuba!

"Mountains," "see ya..."

I'll call Daddy.

"See ya," "mountains..."

Daddy? Daddy, do you hear me?

Kuba won't be with us on Christmas.

I can't speak right now. I'm driving.

But you have to speak to him!

I can't right now. I'll call you later.

Who was that?

Stay calm. You can do it.
That's not your problem who it was!

The wife, right?

- And what? She's got a problem?
- She does!

Yeah, right. Women.

Women always have problems.

Central?

This is Pazderka.

I've got a problem. Yes, again.

Have someone relieve me, please.
Immediately.

I've got an idiot here.

The moment the wife calls...

I can see it-- Your feet started shaking.

Will you shut up?
Will you finally shut up, please?

What? Oh, you want to hug me.

Oh, I'll hug you, all right.

I just wanted you
to have a nice Christmas!

- Stop it.
- I'll show you a nice Christmas!

You're so aggressive!

- No sense of humor...
- Don't fight!

I want you to have a nice Christmas!

- Help! Police!
- I didn't ask for this!

You got no sense of humor!

Police! Step back!

- In the name of the law!
- Stop it immediately!

- Get up! Let's go!
- He started it.

- No, you did!
- We'll sort it out at the station.

He started it. I'm hurt.
I've got my stuff there.

We'll take care of it.
Our colleague will take it.

So, Přemek.

You're going to apologize to that hag.

First in person, and then in public. Okay?

For such nonsense? People say things that
are much worse. Almost no one heard it.

Just about half the country.

Are you nuts?

No, I'm lucid.

What if we said
it was a Christmas Fool's Day joke?

That's a wonderful idea.

I think the voters will find it hilarious.

Did Baby Jesus bring you dementia
for Christmas?

Geez...

Why do you have to do that?

Here. The owner liked it. Didn't you?

- Yeah.
- The whole of it.

Yeah, I enjoyed it. It was great, really.

Did you hear it?

I don't want to apologize.

Přemek, I'm not asking
whether you want to or not. I don't care.

It was a setup.

- It wasn't. You did it to yourself.
- No, it was a setup.

You're a setup!

- I'll send the bitch flowers.
- You'll send the bitch your excuses!

Look, I don't care.
It's not my head on the chopping block.

You're asking me about that cunt.
The minister. Who else could I mean?

Cunt. Slut. She's got something
on somebody. Slut. Slut.

These sluts mess it all up.

Your dad really messed up.
Your Christmas is gonna suck.

He'll get through.
Tomorrow, someone else's gonna mess up.

I don't know. I kinda like it.

Yeah, me too. It's great.

- Exactly.
- Yeah.

These sluts mess it all up.

Look at us-- here, on Christmas.

Yeah.

I slipped and fell on my chin.

What about you?

I fell on an idiot.

How did that happen?

I'm a tram driver.

For years now. Here I've got a badge of
the city of Prague. I received two medals.

Anička, where are you?

What? Buying presents, now?

Drop everything
and come get us at the hospital.

Yeah, there. Dad's been attacked.

I used to do karate,
so I did some techniques.

He was down in no time.

I don't know. In the tram.
I'm about to find out.

My name is Klára.

I am Luděk.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.

You have a nice laugh.

Really. I haven't seen such
a nice laugh in a long time.

- Really.
- Thank you.

It even stopped hurting.
That's because of you.

Hi, sweetie.

So what happened? Where does it hurt?

Here...

The ankle. And who attacked you?

A guy kept pestering me, so I beat him up.

He was a complete psycho!

Instead of going to work, you should
have stayed at home making schnitzels.

- What's that breathing?
- What would it be?

- You're panting.
- I'm not.

- Yes, you're wheezing.
- Stop it. I'm not wheezing!

- Try wheezing a little.
- I can't wheeze if I'm not wheezing.

We'll go to respiratory afterwards.

Can you please keep it down a bit?
It's making my head hurt.

I'm always telling you
you shout too much. We're sorry, Klára.

It's not your fault, Luděk.

"Luděk"?

Next, please, Nurse.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

The shift is almost over.
Hold on a little longer.

Next, please.

- Hello. There's two of us.
- Please come in.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hello.

What seems to be the trouble?

I am a tram driver. There was this--

My husband's ankle is hurt. He can't walk.
Some thug attacked him on the tram.

I also noticed he's got trouble breathing.

I breathe normally.

- He's wheezing.
- No, I'm not. What are you talking about?

I'll look into it.
Let's start with the ankle.

- Please take your jacket off.
- Give it here.

Give me your jacket, quickly.

- Have a seat, please.
- Thank you.

Come on, sit down.

Take off your shoe and sock
on the foot that's hurt.

Here, take it off.

- You took these socks?
- They were the only ones.

They weren't. You could have taken
the black ones in the back.

- These were the only ones there.
- No, they weren't. Never mind.

Please lay down.

Do it. Lay down. Just move a little.

- Is he hard of hearing?
- No.

But when I tell him, he does it better.

Doctor, I'm really sorry for you

that you have to take care
of these sweaty feet.

- Here, let me...
- It's okay. It's my job.

Between the fingers.

That's enough, thank you.

Does it hurt more here or here?

On the right.

On the right, Doctor.

I heard him.

- Do you know if there's someone in there?
- Yeah.

Who?

Some weird people.

Yep, that'll be my parents.

- Thank you, Doctor.
- You're welcome.

- So I'm not wheezing.
- No, your breathing's fine.

- Anička!
- Anička's here.

Doctor, this is our daughter, Anička.

Hello.

Hello.

Your dad's ankle is sprained.

Thankfully, the ligaments are fine.

We put it in place with fixation bandage.

Here's a prescription
for some painkillers.

If it gets worse, don't hesitate to call.

You can call me directly.

I'll give you my number,
my personal number.

- That won't be necessary.
- It's no problem.

Let me just write it down.

You should also make an appointment--
I mean, for your dad, for a checkup.

For now,
just let the foot rest and ice it.

Did you hear? Rest.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Goodbye.

- Take care.
- Tell us how it happened.

It all started with this dumbass
on the tram,

and I kept trying to tell him...

Please.

Hi, sweetheart. This is an exhibit.
You can't put your coat here.

- You're exhibiting coat hangers?
- No.

It's part of the installation.

There's the author, Mr. Slavík.
He'd be really mad.

Why is he so sad?

He's not sad. He's just thinking.

Thinking?

I'm back, ma'am.
Thanks again for letting me go shopping.

That's okay.

Did you hear the radio?

I did. You said it right.

That woman deserved it.
Don't worry about it.

Don't make fun of me.

Don't worry. I won't let you go down.

What are you doing tonight?

I'll be alone. You know that.

I'm really sorry.

I can't take you to Mom's place.
The kids aren't ready for it.

Look. A little frog.

I used to have one like that
when I was five.

Then I put it somewhere
and never found it again.

Look. A wobbly man.

You will have to introduce me to your kids
one day or another.

I will. I promise.

Hello, Mr. Slavík. Don't be sad.

- My day sucks too.
- What?

The exhibition's great, but...

What are you doing?

- You can't!
- Stop it!

Stop it. It all belongs there.

- Leave!
- Sorry.

- I'm terribly sorry.
- Let it be.

Diana? It's done!

What's done?

You're Ms. Králíčková,
a reporter for the magazine The Light .

- What are you talking about?
- I set it up.

You'll do an interview
with that priest of yours.

He's expecting you. Go!

Are you crazy? What interview?

What am I supposed to ask him?

About the spiritual dimension
of Christmas?

Thanks. Thanks for the advice.

Go. And, Diana, listen.

Promise you won't mess it up
as soon as you speak to him.

Come on.

Hello, courier.

Hello, courier.

That's not a courier.
He's a friend of Romanka's. Take this.

Jakub, here are the keys to my car.

You'll drive. Just follow us.

Well, this is awkward, right?

You're the one that agreed to come.

- I'm only going for the skiing.
- Skiing, eh?

We look like idiots, don't we?

No, you look like an idiot. I don't.

I'm a nanny. I'll be working.

Fine. You got me there.

Are they following us?

Yep. I hope he knows how to drive.

- What do you do? I'm studying journalism.
- I'm an education student.

So you'll be forcing small kids
into learning some bullshit.

And you'll be conforming
to what your boss orders you to write.

Great. Now we know everything
about each other.

And I'm inviting you to tonight's event.

There will be many guests coming.
Music as well.

We're looking forward to seeing you.
Goodbye.

Hello.

Here I am. Králíčková, the chief editor,
spoke with you. Can we start?

- Sure. Please have a seat.
- Can I take a picture?

Of course.

- Thank you.
- Please.

I'll just send the picture to the editor
to see if the quality's good enough.

Okay?

Wow! He's sexy.

- What church is he in?
- Stop it.

Forgive him, quickly! He's cute.

I would like to ask you,

on this blessed day,

dear Father,

on the day Baby Jesus was born

and didn't know--

Well, he couldn't have known yet
how powerful his father was.

- Yes?
- How on this blessed day, dear Father,

how do you feel--

How do you solve, if you do,

your sexual needs?

I think you picked the wrong place
and person for your interview.

- I'll ask you to leave.
- No, you love your neighbor

and can't turn down
their prying questions.

I am your sheep
and you are my lamb, Mr. Zajícek.

Lamb? What magazine are you from?

I just meant to say
that you preach about morals.

You welcome new sheep,
so you're our sheepdog--

I mean, shepherd.

I just want to know
who it is that preaches to me,

who speaks to me, who are you?

- Why this provocation?
- Don't leave. I really need to know.

I'm sorry, lady,
but there are people waiting to confess.

Sure. You'll forgive everyone everything

so they can keep doing bad stuff,
because you'll forgive them again.

Did you forgive yourself too?

Or was it some buddy of yours?
Some colleague?

I just wanted to tell you a short story.

There was this handsome guy.

During summer, he was group leader
at a teenager summer camp,

where a 16-year old girl fell
madly in love with him.

Really madly.

And so did he.

And it was beautiful.

Diana...

After that, it was over.

He disappeared.
Didn't answer the phone, nothing.

He forgot about her,
about how she might feel.

And she just couldn't let it go.

Why don't you say anything?

Well, say something.

I'm hung up about you half my life,
wondering if I did something wrong.

And you won't even say anything to me?

- What can I say?
- I don't know. Anything.

Where are you going?

Say something!

I understand.

After 15 years, can you at least tell me
you're sorry or-- I don't know, heck...

- Diana...
- What, Diana?

Just tell me something!

- Calm down.
- Ouch! My glasses!

- Look at that...
- Wait. I'm calling the police.

Let me go! Stop!

"Only he is weak
that lost faith in himself,

and small he who at a small goal aims."

- Wonderful. Bravo.
- Thank you.

- Really? I'm good.
- Yes, you are.

And, if it's not a secret,
who are you expecting?

You know,
it actually is a bit of a secret.

But you can tell me.

My lover.

Your lover?
You must be really looking forward.

I am.

A lot, actually.

- That's beautiful.
- I know, right?

You know what? When you get word
from him, just call me,

and I'll come pick him up at the airport.

I can't ask you to do that.

It's nothing.

You're amazing.

Even with your GPS.

- Natálka.
- Hello, Mrs. Skálová. Merry Christmas.

To you too.

So this is
your first Christmas with your kid.

That must be a great feeling.

Not really. We'll be alone.

Alone?

What about Robert?

I don't know.
I haven't seen him in three months.

He left us.

He left you?

Just like that?

Yeah, unfortunately.

I don't want to ruin
your Christmas with that.

Wait a minute.

And you just want to leave it like that?
Do nothing about it?

There's no point.

"There's no point" doesn't exist for me.

- Give me his number.
- No, no.

It's useless.

Give me that number.

Come on.

- Just put on the news or something.
- There is no news. It's Christmas Day.

You only get
Christmas carols and fairy tales.

Because no one's allowed
to think on Christmas.

Exactly.

- Is that why we're going on this trip?
- That's exactly why.

Why are we going, really?
Do you really love her so much?

That's a good question.

So let's turn back.

There's a snowstorm coming, anyway.

Maybe we'll go into a skid,

fall into the lake and freeze to death.

Or we'll get eaten by wolves.

Or we'll hit an old land mine
from the war and explode.

Or we'll get attacked
by escaped prisoners,

and they'll rape you.

- Me?
- Yeah.

Old habits die hard.

Please, this way.
You can wait for the lady right there.

This way,

Reverend...

Venerable...

Honorable... Abbot!

Don't worry about it.
An abbot's in an abbey. I'm a priest.

If you would sit here somewhere...
We've got nowhere else.

- I'll be right back.
- Thank you.

So the time has come?

- For what?
- For the last rites?

What did you do
that you're thinking about last rites?

I raised my hand against my fellow man.

What made you do it?

It was my Christian duty.

I wanted to lift the man.

But he was an asshole.

You should refrain from such deeds.

Stop the preaching. Speak plainly.

Can't you be a little human?

I'm afraid I'm rather too human.

That sucks.

- My being human?
- No, your being afraid of it.

Hey. Maybe you'd like to confess.

To you?

You can give it a try.

Let's get to you, now.
We'll write it all down, okay?

What in the heck were you doing?
Attacking a priest?

What did the honorable Father do to you?

That's a long story.

A short one, in fact. Unfortunately.

Today, I saw the first woman
I fell in love with.

Okay. And then?

It moved me.

No. Really?

Deeply?

That's wonderful.

- I guess it is.
- You must have been swept off your feet.

Oh, how I envy you!
I wish something swept me.

Nothing ever sweeps me off anymore...
What next?

I hurt her back then.

Well, that's bad, but it happens.

Don't worry about that.

So rejoice together.

Have fun!

Then you'll pray for forgiveness,
and everybody will be happy.

Please...

- That's not possible.
- Why not?

- No.
- Come on!

This way.

Dad?

It's not "Dad," it's "Father."

What are you doing here, Dad?

- Diana?
- That's your father?

Diana, what are you doing here?

I got into a fight.

Really? Me too.

- Really?
- You take after me.

And did you beat him up, at least?

Him. I got into a fight with him.

He broke my heart, way back.

No...

So that was you?

How you were just telling me
about your first love...

Yes.

...how you did her wrong...

That was my daughter?

- So you tormented my little girl?
- Dad...

- You fornicated with her?
- Dad.

- Wait.
- I did not. We loved each other.

Loving and fornicating are the same!

- Dad!
- Leave me be!

Everybody calm down, please.
That's enough.

Look.

We arrested your daughter here

for assaulting our reverend here.

And His Eminence came to vouch for her.

So as far as I'm concerned,
Merry Christmas.

Here are the documents.

"Do-cunt-ments." Thank you.

Diana, I didn't get over it either.

I just got scared.
Do you know how bad I felt?

Why are you confusing her again?
You're a priest!

How can you even... What got into your head?

- Diana!
- Dad, please--

Wait. Look.

Either you give up your priesthood, right?

Or I'll rip your dick off...

- Dad, that's enough.
- Wait.

That won't be so easy,
giving up my priesthood.

He really believes it. Can you imagine?

Fine. Believe what you want,

but you won't be tormenting my daughter.

Here. And the other one...

Nice! Sweetie...

Thanks for bringing me here.

Romana, take the girls inside.

And you can help out
with the luggage, Jakub.

Chop, chop.

What was that?

You don't have to overdo it.

You'll manage one more, won't you?

Please.

- Can you take that?
- Yeah.

Why do you keep running around?

Come here. Calm down.
It'll soon be warm here.

I'll pour you some cognac,
we'll get cozy. Okay?

I'm fine.

But who will make dinner?

Will you dance with us, Romana?

- What is it?
- What's gotten into you?

Nothing.

You're all piqued, like a nettle.

I'm not.

Look, girls, what I've got.
Wait till you see it running.

- What are you doing?
- Dancing.

I thought there was a government crisis.

There's always a government crisis.
I won't let it ruin my Christmas.

Make yourself useful, Jakub.
Join me in the kitchen.

Wait. I'll help you.

Go dance. Why aren't you dancing?

So, how was it?

Yeah, cool.

I guess...

Mr. Skála!

Come, quickly.

Excuse me, Mr. Skála?

Hi. Sorry. I just wanted to tell you

that this morning...

I know, I know.

No, it made my day.

What you said was true.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

And thank you.

Stay strong and keep telling the truth.

I will.

- Merry Christmas.
- To you too. Bye.

Bye.

You see?

That's why I'm always
teaching you to tell the truth.

- What are you laughing at?
- Nothing. Fine.

Do you know how good it felt
to let it all out?

Yeah, my friends thought
it was pretty cool too.

Hold on.

They're nicely lined up. Great.

So, which ones are we going to pick?

Beautiful.

What are you doing?

How much for the little buttocks?

- How much for the little buttocks?
- Buttocks?

- This little ass right here.
- That's not a little ass. That's a heart.

- A heart?
- Yes.

- I'll have three, then.
- Fine.

Look, your video from the interview has
more than 20,000 views in under two hours.

And that's good or bad?

You've got more than 1,000 likes.
That's great. People love it.

I love it too.

So it's settled. We're expecting you
for dinner at six o'clock.

After all that's happened, we're not
leaving you alone for Christmas.

Thanks, but my dad's shown up,
so I'll spend tonight with him.

My parents prepared for it.
Everyone's looking forward to it.

I know. Sorry,
but my dad's feeling a little down.

He's a bit bummed out this time of year,
so I don't want to leave him alone.

Bring him with you, then.

I don't think so. You don't know my dad.

He'll blend in just fine.

Go decorate that tree. But remember,
no sweets till after dinner.

Grandpa! You're eating the golden fish.

No alcohol today. You'd drop off like
a dead man with those painkillers.

I'll stick to soft drinks
and rum pralines.

- Hi!
- Hi.

Mom, sorry.
Things were really crazy at work.

- I almost didn't make it.
- You simply shouldn't have gone.

Kuba went to the mountains.
Anča messed up at work.

She broke up with Miloš.
Dad got assaulted.

We had to go to the hospital.

Your Martin's at the coffee bar,

and the neighbor
had to look after your kids.

Everything will be fine.
Come here. How are you coping, Anička?

Don't regret it. Miloš wasn't worth it.

I don't regret anything. I'm fine.

- And what happened to you?
- I stumbled upon an idiot.

Shoot, I completely
forgot about the red wine.

For the sauce, for tomorrow. Jakub?

Jakub, could you drive me
to the pub before it closes?

It's downhill, in town.

Not you, Viktor.
You've already had something to drink.

Yeah, sure.

- Why don't we let the young go?
- "The young"? What does that make me?

- Romanka, will you go with Kuba?
- Sure.

You see?

But they don't know what I need.
There's more of it.

We'll be right back...

What's your point?

Please, just stop it.

Give them some space.

The poor things had to come with us.
Let them be together for a bit.

You can be such a cockblocker.

Me?

Thanks.

Watch out!

Damn it.

- Look, branches.
- Great idea.

Who are you calling?

Marcela. But there's no signal.

No one will pass through here.

Let's call emergency.

We probably should.

Let's walk. It'll soon be dark anyway.

Wait. I think I heard the wolves howling.

Yeah? Are you sure
it wasn't the escaped prisoners?

I'm thinking, it's not so easy, you know...

- So, do you want some beer?
- No, he does not. Your turn.

Hello, everyone.

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm so happy to have you.

You never told me this.

Dad, I'm feeling your foot turning blue.

You may be feeling it,
but it definitely doesn't.

It's just a little swollen.

Swollen or blue,
I'd better call that doctor.

- Come on. Don't call him now.
- I've got it all ready. Here.

- Don't.
- Gee, already calling. Can't stop now.

Thanks.

Sorry.

Hello?

Hello. This is Anna Pazderková.

- Good evening.
- Do you remember me and my dad?

Of course. How's the foot?

That's the thing. It started hurting,
and it's even turning blue.

Really?

I think you should check it out.

Of course. I'm off duty now,
but my colleague will be there.

He'll have a look at it. I can call him
so he knows you're coming.

Okay...

No, no. Not your colleague.

So you're saying it doesn't really hurt?

- I'm sorry. It seems okay after all.
- It doesn't hurt! It doesn't!

My apologies. I just...

Sorry.

And would you like to join us?
We're just skating.

At Harfa, if you know the place.

Yeah, I do. That's close by, in fact.

That's great. So...

We'll be expecting you.

This one too.

Shouldn't they be here by now?

This is us.

What if something happened to them?
They can't be reached.

Calm down and let them breathe a little.

They're a great couple.

"Couple..."

- You're launching candle boats?
- Yep.

- The small one needs a little shove.
- That's mine.

And where's mine?

It's not there.

So I don't even get my candle boat!

Good evening.

It's wonderful you came.

Yeah...

- So--
- So... I'll put on my skates.

We'll wait for you here.
We'll just be... skating.

- Sure.
- Yeah, great.

Shit!

Hi!

Look at those legs. Careful!

- Hi.
- Hi.

Stop being so naive.

Shit.

Wait a sec.

I've got a friend here, Mom.

But...

- Come!
- But where is she?

Viktor won't back you up.

You spoke to him?

I like to address problems immediately.

How could you do that to me?
Humiliate me like this?

Come on. In front of Viktor?

I've asked you a thousand times
not to solve my problems for me.

You were the one who called me,
asked for my advice.

But I didn't ask you to do stuff
behind my back!

Why are you doing this to me?

'Cause you're my little boy,
my little pumpkin pie.

- I'm no pumpkin pie of yours.
- Oh, come on...

- I'm not!
- Yes, you are.

And you will be. Look, there they are.

Thank you, and Merry Christmas.

Mrs. Skálová, Merry Christmas.

- To you too.
- Thanks.

Robert, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure. What's up?

Listen, shouldn't you be
somewhere else tonight?

Shouldn't you be with your family?

With all due respect,
that's my concern, don't you think?

Wait a minute. Your concern?
That's not just your concern.

What are you on about?
It's my life, isn't it?

Your life? With a baby involved,
it's not just your life!

Christ, what sort of a person are you,
leaving a girl alone with a child?

Be a man!

What's it to you? Leave me be, all right?

What's it to me?
If we act like pieces of shit to our kids,

they'll take after their dads and grow up
to be pieces of shit themselves!

That's "what's it to me."
That's what's making me mad.

Just let me be.

Come on.

- Well said.
- Made me feel better as well.

I'll introduce you to someone tonight.

- Hi.
- Good evening.

This is my dad.

I am Lenka,
and this is my husband, Martin.

- Good evening.
- Come on in.

- And this is my mom.
- Good evening.

Welcome. Come in. Glad to meet you.

Ma'am, we apologize
for intruding like this.

Come on. I practically had to force you.
We're glad to have you.

- Of course.
- Here. A little something.

This is for you: an orchid.
I've grown it especially for you.

It's beautiful. Thank you.

Please, come in. This is my husband.

Good evening.

No. No, no, no, no, no...

- What are you doing?
- What's he doing here? Send him away!

How did he find me?
How did he find me? It's him!

- Who?
- Him!

I am Standa.

- What do you want here?
- He's my dad.

Your dad? And who are you?

I am Diana, a colleague
of your daughter, Lenka's.

Dad, this is Diana.

This was a bad idea. We'll just go home.

Hold on.
What's this supposed to mean, Dad?

- He's the aggressor from the tram.
- What?

That's him.

Come on.

You never told me
your aggressor was such a nice man.

Maybe you even provoked him a little,
didn't you, Pazderka?

Now he's our guest,
so just make peace with each other.

Shake hands.

- No way. Never.
- How could I be an aggressor?

But he did provoke me a little.
You're right about that.

- I provoked you?
- A little. Admit it.

- Just shake hands.
- No way.

- Listen to your wife.
- Pazderka!

- Forgive him, Dad.
- My friend.

Forgive him.

There!

And now, let's have a hug.

A hug now?

Come on, like a tram driver!

- You bruised my rib.
- Well, you sprained my ankle.

- In that fight-- my glasses as well.
- Oh, I'm sorry about that.

While you were rolling
over me like a seal.

And you were rolling
over me like... a hippo!

You were climbing over me
like you were in heat!

- Sure, in heat, and you enjoyed it too.
- What...

Stop arguing, Dad!

- Just make him stop!
- Okay. Let's calm down.

Have a seat.

- Přemek, I'm really nervous.
- So am I.

It'll be fine.

Mom!

- Yes?
- Kids!

This is Laura.

I don't know why I delayed it for so long,

but I finally realized it's time
for you to get to know one another.

- That's a wonderful surprise.
- This is my mom.

- Nice to meet you.
- This is David.

- And Šárka.
- Hello.

Hi.

Come in.

- No, no. Keep your shoes.
- I'll get your coat.

Mom, just please don't interrogate her.

Me?

So, Laura...

What a beautiful name. Please have a seat.

Thank you.

How old are you, Laura?

Are you a student or...

What is your profession?

- I suppose you're not married...
- No.

I meant whether you have kids.

- And what about your parents?
- Mom.

What do your parents do?

Mom!

Mom, please.

I was just kidding.

I'll get the soup.

But I could have asked
a couple more questions.

- Bon appétit, everyone.
- Bon appétit.

- Kids, you want croutons?
- Yes.

It's delicious, delicious.

- Not bad this year.
- Yeah.

- Dad, you spilled it.
- It's the broken glasses.

- Sorry. My apologies.
- It's okay.

Oh, look. You put in the fish heads too?

No, I didn't.

You did. I saw you.

They're not there.

Fine. They're not.

Next stop: Vypich.

Brusnice.

Malostranská.

Na Strži.

I.P. Pavlova.

Oh, I'll take a picture and send it
to Kuba. He's in the mountains.

- Smile.
- It'll get cold.

Hide your teeth! Now...

Delicious, delicious.

I promised to call Mom.

- Can't you call her after dinner?
- No.

I'll at least make a video.

Hi, Mom. Hello.

We hope you're enjoying
the sea and the sun.

And Grandma, David and Dad say
hello as well. We miss you.

Dad, say something to Mom.

To be honest, I don't really miss you.
But I do hope you enjoy your trip.

I'll show you our table.

Oh, God...

Grandma, wave hello.

David...

Hi, Mom.

And Dad. Dad!

Say hello. Hi!

Cool.

Great.

Take care. Bye.

- Satisfied?
- Yep. Bon appétit.

I'll have some more,
because the salad's really delicious.

Thank you.

It's got quite a lot
of mayonnaise for me. Sorry.

My mom always makes it with yogurt.

- I don't. It's too sour.
- Exactly.

I think the amount
of mayonnaise is just right.

There's quite a lot of pepper.

But I like pepper, don't I? Sweetie...

It was excellent. Unbelievable.

Such a good-looking woman,
and an accomplished chef at that.

You don't see that very often.

Thank you.

I prepared a little something special.

It's really good. Very light.

My mom makes these the best.

What's it made from?

It looks great.

It's really good.

Then I must have some later.

- Here you go.
- Let's give some to the kids.

We also have some tomato sardines.

Oh, "comatose" sardines? I love those.

Miluška, may I have this dance?

Dance?

- No. We don't do that on Christmas.
- We don't.

And leaving the table is bad luck.

The carols are so boring.

Diana, put on something good.
We'll dance with Miluška.

Miluška...

- Sweetie...
- Come on.

Come and dance!

Jesus!
Is this Saturday Night Feeble or what?

- Come, Miluška. Let's do it!
- Get a hold of yourself.

Yeah, Mom!

Like when we were young!

Oh, Standa!

You too, Pazderka!

Did you reach your final stop, Pazderka?

Come.

We've never had a Christmas Day like this.

Now go to your room, children,

so that Baby Jesus can bring the presents.

Baby Jesus!

They still believe in Baby Jesus.
That's amazing.

Kids, you know him.

He's just joking.

Granny's right.

No, I'm not joking.

Different families have
different approaches.

When I found out the truth,
I was so shocked, so traumatized...

It was last year. Tell them.

I knew it. I told you he was trouble.

That's what we get for taking you in?
You trample their beliefs?

- He's a madman. Who invited him?
- If I don't, others will.

- How did he get here? Who brought him?
- My apologies.

- Dad, let's go.
- It was all in good fun.

This isn't fun. We're sorry...

- I'll just finish my drink.
- Drop it. We're leaving.

I wanted to give you a second chance,
but fool me once, shame on you.

Mrs. Pazderková, we're really sorry.

Farewell!

- The dinner was shit anyway.
- Dad!

I'm really sorry
it ended like this, Standa.

Well, what can you do?
At least we had some fun. That's life.

Wait! We already know that it's not
Baby Jesus who brings the presents!

We know!

- Who told you?
- At school.

- You always hide them in the cupboard.
- Well, aren't you clever?

And then we have to pretend
to write letters to Baby Jesus.

So we're glad the cat's out of the bag.

Standa, please stay.

You're fun.

We'd like to stay,
but we have to go anyway.

We'll come next time
and have a good talk about life.

Okay? Bye.

Go upstairs now
so we can get everything ready.

Dad!

Dad! Dad!

- It's on fire! It burns!
- Oh, my God!

- Bring the first-aid kit!
- What is it?

- Buddy...
- Oh, God!

- Dad!
- It's okay, it's okay!

It's okay. Get the water in case
there's still something smoldering.

Here, good.

It should be fine.

And you didn't get burned?

I don't think so.

That's awful.

I did what I could.
Pazderková, we'll go now.

No, Standa, no. Have a seat.

- Thank you. You're a hero...
- That's what anyone would do.

Thank you. Lie down for a bit.
Have a rest. Don't worry.

- Everything good down there?
- Yeah...

You see, Pazderka...

Great idea with the floor mats.

I know, right? Let's go.

And...

who's gonna tell Marcela
we're not coming back?

- Yes?
- Viktor, sir, this is Romana.

We had a little accident, but don't worry.

We're okay, and so is the car.

But we...

We're sorry.

- It's just...
- Look, I get it.

Keep the car.
You can return it to us in Prague.

Yeah, and Merry Christmas.

To you too, sir.

- Thank you very much, Viktor, sir.
- Thank you.

Bye.

Bye.

Girls.

Are you having fun?

So this one's for Grandma.

Mom, come open your present!

- Laura.
- Me? Thank you.

And this is for me.

Look, a little ass!

That's a heart.

Don't you recognize a heart?

We do, thank you.

Thanks.

Oh, no...

Oh, my.

Thank you.

How did you get this, Laurinka?

A little frog.

The little frog's cute. It is.

It's great, isn't it? A little frog!

It has to be nice.

I'll go look for them.

Bye.

Here, take it.

Don't be silly.

They left, and they're not coming back.

- How do you know?
- I just do.

Stop worrying about Jakub, my love.

What do you mean?

I figured it out, watching you today.

You figured out what?

That I'm the one to blame.

That I stopped paying attention
to how wonderful you are.

Oh, yeah?

I thought you didn't care
about me anymore.

I do. A lot.

- Come on.
- Wait. Are you crazy?

- I'm heavy.
- Like hell you are.

- Right?
- You bet.

- Watch out. It's slippery.
- I know.

So you're not mad at me anymore?

You were right after all.

I can be so... obstinate about things.

But you really pissed me off
with that Baby Jesus thing.

I didn't mean to.

I'm sorry. You're a wonderful woman.

- What?
- Yeah.

You're full of passion, yet caring.

Full of anger,
yet overflowing with goodness.

You order people around
because you're missing men's fervor.

You attack,

but only because
you're defending yourself.

You're bossy
because you're yearning for life.

You need someone with whom
to laugh and do crazy things.

Not crazy things.
I like it when everything's in order.

Okay. Not crazy things.

- Let's run away together.
- What?

I'll kidnap you like a bride
on her wedding day,

and we'll run away for a week.

Or, say, two days.

- You're making fun of me.
- I'm not.

And what would we do?

Whatever you wish.

With me, you'll be gentle.

I'm not gentle.

I am gentle!

But no one wants me to be.

Just a little longer.

No, no.

Okay, fine.

- We interrupted it.
- You know what?

- Okay.
- Take this.

- And thank you.
- You too.

Yes, I thank you.

Fuck, I'm getting a boner.

- Excuse me.
- Who is it?

You'll see.

Oh, Patrick, second floor.

The person that's coming is someone
I used to love a long time ago.

And I still like him very much.

Excuse me. Good evening.

I'm sorry...

Where's Patrick?

The plane didn't leave Paris
because of the storm.

But it showed up only briefly on the app,
so I waited at the airport.

Oh, and your phone's probably dead.

So I came to tell you.

That's nice of you.

And I'm sorry I ruined your evening.

That's okay. I'm alone anyway.

- Alone?
- Yeah.

So come join us. Have something to eat.

- I couldn't.
- It's okay, right?

Come, take a seat.

- Can I?
- Yes, and have some sweets.

- Thank you.
- He sacrificed himself.

What a mess...

- Who's Patrick?
- Well...

- Who's Patrick?
- It's Patrick...

- This Patrick?
- Yes, this Patrick.

And he'll come live with you?

Of course.

- And you're telling me just like this?
- Should I do a handstand?

- It's really good.
- Thank you.

- Your belly's bigger.
- Oh, come on.

Sure, it is. You should lose some weight.

- To be attractive again.
- Stop it.

- I'm a psychologist, you know.
- You're a psychologist?

I am.

And you're suffering from
the syndrome of the subjugated man.

You should do something about it.

- And what?
- Rise up.

Rise up... How would I do that?

- How long have you been henpecked?
- I'm not henpecked. I don't mind.

Of course you mind.

A woman can't respect
a man that's tied to her apron.

I'm not tied to her apron!

- So prove it.
- How?

- Rebel!
- What?

Yeah. Let's run away together,
no matter where.

But we'll be doing whatever we want.
We'll be free.

- Unsupervised.
- Why? Are you crazy?

You'll get some air.

Hit on some girls.

- Are you crazy? Why would I?
- Why would you? Why do men hit on women?

I've already got enough...

We almost take you into the family,

and you would pull me away
from the comfort of my home?

I only wanted to help. To make you see!

Make me see. Right.

When was the last time
you kissed her, your woman?

We don't do that after all these years.
Don't be ridiculous.

At least try. Give her a sexy look.

- How?
- Well, you can smile.

- Please. If I did that, she'd run away.
- At least try!

Maybe don't do it after all.

Man, it's difficult with you.

- Will you get it?
- Who's that, again?

- Oh, God! It's Miloš!
- What?

- I don't want to see him.
- Then don't.

- I'm not home.
- Me neither.

- Mom...
- What?

You have to intervene.
You're the head of the family.

He's cheating on her with his wife.
That's not my concern.

It is your concern.

You're the man, and you have to
defend the honor of your daughter.

- Let's not answer the door.
- Come on, do it!

Don't shit your pants.

Be rude to him. Hit him hard.
You understand?

He's the one who should shit his pants,
not you! You're a tram driver!

- I know.
- Then go!

- I received four awards.
- You see? Go.

Go on! I'm counting on you.

- I can't.
- Be tough. Go!

Good evening. I'm Miloš.
Could I speak with Anička?

What do you want here, you... you fart-face?

- Harder.
- What?

"Dickhead"!

- You...
- To the core. Harder!

Harder, you bed-wetter!

- You poop eater...
- I'd like to speak with Anička.

And I'd like you to get out
and leave our Anička alone.

- You...
- Yes, harder.

You... You...

Why are you lying to Anička?

- Anička, come out. Let me explain.
- I don't care!

- Please.
- Go. Just go.

Did you hear the lady?

Get out.

"Begone from here.

Begone, thou foul murderer.

And let her, Blanka,
who in times past made your bed,

now make it again."

Anča.

- Dad.
- Pazderka, man...

You were great. Great.

That was perfect.

- It was?
- Dad.

What happened to me? I don't even...

That was incredible. You did it!

I'm so proud of you.

My dear girls.

Dad...

you acted like a man.

- And I love you.
- Me too, sweetie.

That's beautiful.

And I can recite
the "Wedding Gown" as well.

You told him. That was wonderful.

Straight to his face.

Here?

- Oh, dear. It's the minister.
- Which one?

- That one.
- Oh, right.

Oh, God...

- Good evening, sir.
- Good evening, Minister.

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas to you too.

That embarrassing interview of yours
already has 50,000 views.

Does anyone care about anything
but the number of views these days?

- People like it.
- They do?

I still think you deserve the criticism,
Minister.

Screw that.

My poll numbers will surely go up.
Yours will too, unfortunately.

The bigger the scandal, the bigger
the popularity. Didn't you notice?

So they say.

Minister, can I introduce you
to Jean-Paul Duval?

He's a successful businessman. He wants to
bring big investments to the country.

Maybe it might interest you.

Let's sit down.

Good evening.

Can we join you?

How did you find me?

Sorry. You probably didn't look for me.

It's a coincidence, right?

- No.
- What a coincidence.

Coincidences, right?

This is Honza, my brother.

So what brings you here?

It's not a complete coincidence.
I called your father.

He told me where you were, so I came.

I'm happy to see you.

Where did you go to at the skating park?

Well, your wife or girlfriend
was there, so I...

I don't know who you're talking about.

the only person there with us
was my mother.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

You're his mother?

That's great.

So, can we join you?

Sure.

A little bit more.

Wait.

Oh, that'll be Patrick.

Dear God, Patrick.

Finally.

But where are you? What happened?

There's a snowstorm.
I spent the whole day at the airport.

They made us get on and off
the plane three times.

In the end, I went back home.

Did the gods conspire against us
on this Christmas Eve?

Did we sin?

I'm happy to see you.

You're so pretty.

You forgot your glasses, didn't you?

You're so beautiful when you laugh.

Give me a moment.

Just a moment.

Do you remember

all the crazy things we did,
and in such little time?

Oh, yes.

Listen, I'm leaving tomorrow at noon,
and we'll see each other again.

I'm looking forward to it.

Me too.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you too.

Dear friends,

before giving out the charity support,

I'd like to tell you
that Midnight Mass will be served

by my colleague, Father Lukáš,

because I have
a very personal thing to tell you.

The Epistle to the Corinthians tells us

that love is patient,

love does not envy,

love does not boast, nor is it proud.

It does not dishonor others.
It is not self-seeking.

It is not easily angered.

It does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.

It always hopes, always perseveres.

Love hopes and perseveres.

But the love of God can't be big
by pushing away other forms of love,

especially the most basic one:
love between two people.

Love between a man and a woman.

My friends, I have to be honest with you.

A long time ago, I hurt somebody

because I was afraid.

I was afraid of love because
it is so much more powerful than me.

I was very young then,

and I thought that
if I pushed the problem away,

it would be solved.

Today, I learned a lesson.

I got slapped, multiple times,

to wake up.

I love...

a woman.

I hurt her by being afraid to tell her.

It was a long time ago.

But the love didn't go away.
On the contrary.

It may be different today,

but I wish to rediscover it
and ask to be given a second chance.

My friends, I ask for your advice.

For your counsel.

Follow your love. Follow it.

Don't worry. Give it a try.

I don't know.

The main thing in life...

is love.

Dianka...

will you forgive me?

- It was a beautiful evening.
- It was all beautiful.

Yes, it was.

- The reconciliation.
- Yes, the reconciliation.

- And the peace, the calm.
- The love.

- Yeah, that was there too.
- A bit of love too. Oh, yeah.