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-Hey, Fadil. -Hey, Nikola.

Good morning.

-Good morning. -How are you?

Good, thank you for not letting me walk to take this TV for repair.

Three times I've taken it and three times it's broken.

Why not put it in the trunk?

What can you do with these shitty Yugoslavian cars,

the trunk is smaller than the TV.

-How's your father, Muhamed? -Okay, just needs more physiotherapy.

Take care of Muhamed. He's a good man, a good worker in our firm.

Thank you.

This morning shift bus hasn't arrived?

-Branka. -Look at her. What is she doing here?

You don't have a TV with you, do you?

No, but please, Fadil, I have to go to Boro and Ramiz

-to buy batteries for the transistor. -Your transistor doesn't work,

-and my TV doesn't work. -What's wrong with it?

-The cathode-ray tube. -What?

The picture goes dark. I can hear the voice of my President Slobodan Milosevic,

but I can't see the worry in his face for the Serbian people.

The cathode-ray tube, Fadil, that's the heart of the TV.

Is there any memory That would warm me today?

Is there any safe path for me to look up?

Can't you tell me, is there a memory To give us meaning?

Tell me, where could I find the strength To sing today?

Is there any memory That would warm me today?

Is there any safe path for me to look up?

Can't you tell me, is there a memory To give us a meaning?

Tell me, where could I find the strength To sing today?

Kitty, kitty! Kitty!

The cold November

Echoes inside me

Come on, let's listen to you now.

Take this other one now.

Not that cheap stuff! Try my song, the one I sang.

Well done! Keep it there, just a bit harsher and faster!

-Dad! Dad! -Bring me a cup of water, Lum!

Take the plate as well. Dad, calm down a bit, calm down.

Hurry up with that water, Lum.

Hold his other hand, well done.

-Icy cold. -Yes.

It's freezing today and they didn't turn on the heaters.

-They didn't even in school. -Don't even mention school

-during this coldness. -It's very cold in the classrooms.

Not my son, where are you taking him?

Oh, my God!

-Look, they're taking Nexhmie's son! -No, no!

Do you remember that he refused to join the military?

May God kill them!

Oh, my God, I feel so sorry for Nexhmie.

No, not my son!

Every single day, they're taking away many young ones,

straight to Bosnia or Croatia.

Na-ba. Ne-be.

No-bo.

No-bo.

Patrik… Patrik.

Last night he was very aggressive.

He didn't let me sleep all night long.

Please be careful.

Chocolate…

Hana, no chocolate.

-Chocolate… -Patrik…

-Do you want coffee? -No thanks, I just had one.

Congratulations! The new director has been assigned.

-And who is it? -Nikola, the supervisor.

Our neighbor?

Nikola, director!

Is that coffee still available?

Hello?

We have to organize a syndicate meeting to refuse the offensive measures.

To refuse what?

Serbia, Fadil, Serbian offensive measures.

They have suppressed our autonomy.

They've closed down our schools, the assembly,

they've closed down the television station.

They're poisoning our children.

They're burning up all Yugoslavia, for God's sake.

Hey, are you going to join us?

Lumi is driving me crazy, he doesn't know how to play the guitar.

With that hand… ding ding ding.

The situation in Kosovo is deteriorating daily.

After the suppression of the autonomy of Kosovo,

the Serbian government is installing violent measures in all institutions

-and working organizations. -Daddy. Can you catch a cat for me?

Thousands of employees in administration, health, education

are being excluded from work without any justification,

while some of them are forced to accept violent measures.

On the other side, Albanian leaders are appealing to oppose these measures…

There is one wandering around our entrance,

and for a long time I've been trying to catch it.

Will you catch it for me?

It's 7:20 P.M. Let's get the spoon and plates.

Silence!

Come on and play now. Play, you motherfuckers!

I think somebody just fired a gun.

-Hi, mate! -Hi there.

I left my television for repair half a year ago,

-and I came to pick it up. -Of course you can pick it up,

but one year has passed and things have changed.

There are more changes to come, son.

All enterprises shall be reorganized.

And one section of workers shall be dismissed as redundancy.

How is it possible that all of these people will be left jobless?

-Good morning, Branka. -Good morning, Arsim.

Hey, Cimo.

Nikola called me in his office and gave me a piece of paper to sign.

He said if you don't sign this, you should take a "blue one,"

which means you leave your job voluntarily.

I refused to sign it! And I think I've done the right thing.

I'm not the only one.

Fadil, Qamil, Ismet, Avni, Kushtrim,

they all refused.

I've sworn, Fadil, I've sworn not to recognize Serbian rule over Kosovo.

I wonder if we're rushing a bit.

We're not rushing, this situation won't take long.

Are you not listening to the news?

Yugoslavia is on fire everywhere and this factory is nearly bankrupt.

At least we come out of it with pride.

They can hardly wait for us to leave our jobs

so they can bring their own people in.

I have children.

I have children too, Fadil. Three daughters.

God praised me with them, they're like dolls.

Father, did you hear what the doctor said?

You have to take your medicine regularly.

And you have to do more physiotherapy.

The more you use your hand, the better it gets.

It will loosen up.

And you shouldn't listen to the news constantly,

it'll make you nervous, especially Serbian news. It's all propaganda.

Are you listening to me, Father?

Lumi.

Lumi, stop it.

That's enough, you're driving me crazy!

7:20 P.M.

No one is going out on the balcony tonight.

Where is your music, motherfuckers?

Silence! Stop it, motherfuckers.

Patrik.

Open your mouth, sweetheart.

Patrik, just one spoon. Just one spoon.

Chocolate.

Oh, my hand, my hand!

You are watching the Albanian television news.

Again today, massive work dismissal continues for the Kosovo Albanians.

As has been reported, the wave of those being dismissed

from their jobs is growing rapidly.

It was announced that next week there will be a continuation

of the peaceful protests to oppose the installation of violent measures

from the Serbian government in Kosovo.

Serbia has responded to these warnings by applying a curfew

that stops gathering of more than three people in public places

-and unauthorized movement in the evening. -Dad, what is a curfew?

A curfew means you can't go out from 8:00 in the evening,

till 6:00 in the morning without permission from the police.

Is it just for us Albanians, or for Serbs as well?

Children, come do your homework.

Let's go, daddy's sweetheart.

If somebody told me earlier that when I was asked to leave my job,

I would be working as a governess in people's houses,

-I would never have believed it. -It doesn't matter.

Although sometimes I find it hard, I got really attached to that boy,

even though I am mostly doing their housework.

But if you see how Jelena has become,

their distress for the child destroyed them.

When I see them I think to myself that we're very good.

Sweetheart, if you want you can leave your job,

but don't forget you have two kids and your father.

Arsim has kids as well, but he quit.

The others have kids too but they're all quitting.

They can accuse me of cooperating with the Serbs.

What are you saying, for God's sake, everybody knows us.

It doesn't matter that they know us…

No, it does matter. They all know what a good family we are.

Nobody will care.

Somehow all the others have other options.

Somebody has land, or a private business, or a craft.

We have none of that.

-No, I have a craft as well. -What kind of craft do you have?

I'm a guitarist.

Why are you laughing?

My honey bunny.

Sweetheart…

If you want, you can quit.

REPUBLIC OF KOSOVO

Politics out of our firm!

Give us back our firm!

Look, Fadil, I don't believe that you are with these

so-called Unionists.

You are not going to protest. I know you.

I know your father Muhamed, we are neighbors, and you have two children.

Look at it and sign.

Nikola, I thought that…

I don't want to put any pressure on you,

but the destiny of your children depends on that signature.

So you decide.

Nikola, please, can I think about it till tomorrow?

What's there to think about? You see those stupid men there,

I still have to deal with hundreds of them, to give them this form.

And you are faking me around, what till tomorrow?

What till tomorrow?

Right now… Where are you, you motherfucker…

I am offering you an existence, and you want to think about it?

-Cimo, how are you? -Good, and you?

I took my things, I can't stand this regime anymore.

I also took the blue form. Where's yours?

Don't bring shame on your family, Fadil.

Arsim…

How many traitors have remained inside?

We want our enterprise back! We want our rights!

We want our enterprise back! We want our rights!

Republic of Kosovo! Republic of Kosovo!

Is there dinner for traitors?

-What did you say, Fadil? -Nothing at all.

Fadil the traitor.

I signed the form.

I decided to stay at work.

Arsim left, all of them left.

They were dispersed with armored vehicles.

I remained alone, the only Albanian there.

They put Milosevic's photograph up in every office.

Let's hope for the best, Fadil.

-Father… -Please don't, I can't look in his eyes.

Fucking shit!

Fadil!

Hey, you still didn't catch my cat.

Oh, your right hand, huh?

I found this on my balcony.

Do you see, my dear Fadil, what is happening?

Yugoslavia is breaking up,

they are all fighting, everything is being destroyed.

Last week, they recruited my son Ivan to go to Bosnia.

I don't know what's going on with him.

Every day I pray to God for him to return to me alive and safe.

It'll be alright, it'll be alright.

It's Radio Bosnia.

I understand you, Fadil, I know how you feel.

But you made the right decision for your family, for your children.

You should not feel ashamed.

Hello?

No, we're not finished yet.

We're putting things in place, Fadil and I. Yes. Yes, okay.

-1.7 million for the electricity. -Okay, good.

Better for electricity than heating. We never have central heating.

-You bought cigarettes? -Yes.

You haven't smoked for three years.

-Leave it, put it down, don't smoke. -I want to smoke.

Okay, give me one as well.

Let's have a party.

Do you know how to smoke?

I don't know if I did the right thing, by staying at work.

Here are the millions.

Arsim, this is your last wage.

Where should we spend it first?

And how are we going to cope next month, and the following months?

This situation will not last for more than two months,

the Americans and Europe won't allow it.

What would you do if you were in my position?

Say it.

It's going to be a freezing winter this year.

We'll survive as the rest of them.

I did it for you, for our children, for the whole family.

I can't walk over the blood of so many generations

of our people who have sacrificed.

I cannot sign a statement today which will make our daughters' lives hell tomorrow.

What about Fadil, did he quit as well?

On the day that I signed, I thought of our children,

you and my father.

We have a right to exist and survive.

Especially the children, why is it their fault?

They are innocent.

It's not their fault that they were born in this country.

Where are you going, you scum! Shame on you!

Fadil the traitor!

Fadil the traitor!

Hello? Yes.

Yes, okay, director. Alright.

Alright, bye.

What did he say?

He asked me if we have some space for some additional files.

-There's no space here. -Fadil, it's an order from above,

we can't refuse it.

How long will this last?

Come, put it on the table.

Excuse me.

It seems much longer than we thought.

Fadil, these are not for you, you know.

Who the hell did this? You damn…

I worked with his father Muhamed for a long time, he is a good man.

Branka!

Branka. Muhamed is Muhamed, Fadil is Fadil,

times are now different.

He is treated as a traitor by his fellow Albanians,

how could I trust him?

And they don't just leave by chance one of their guys in the firm.

Do you see what they're doing?

Parallel educational system, parallel health system,

everything is parallel for God's sake, everything.

They leave behind a virus,

that's a virus that spreads afterwards.

It means that the files can be seen only by you and me

and absolutely no one else.

-How much do I owe you? -Fifty finings.

-I only have 10,000 dinar. -Albanians aren't using dinar anymore.

They're not using dinar.

Take it today, I don't have anything else.

Oh, come on!

Wait, let me fix the bottle for you.

Cimo, how are you?

2 DM for a liter of petrol, friend. You can throw it now, Sabri.

-Hello, neighbor. -You did the right thing, Fadil.

What do you mean, neighbor?

You did the right thing that you didn't leave your job.

However small the wage, you still get it at the end of the month.

I told my son Driton, don't leave your job, it's not good.

He didn't listen. He was the first to leave from all his friends.

Now he is desperate, he can hardly feed his children.

FOR FADIL SYLA

Daddy, I got an A in drawing.

Oh, my sweet daughter, I've missed you.

-Beautiful, what is this? -It's Cold November.

Very beautiful, my sweetheart. Gimme five.

Wait, I have something for you.

-And do you have anything for me? -You got an A as well?

Did you buy a sack of potatoes?

No, I think it was brought by Mother Teresa NGO.

They left it outside the front door with my name on it. It's charity.

I didn't know that they'd bring help from charity to us as well.

It won't be bad, you can cook some for us tonight.

And I also received my wages today.

-My father visited today. -Really, was he okay?

He's okay.

He said he was upset that you continued to work.

He said he couldn't comprehend that his son-in-law is continuing

to work for a state that is killing and mistreating us every day.

I tried to explain to him,

but he said that everybody has started to look at him in a different way.

Like an in-law of a traitor, yes?

Does he think it's easy for me?

Does he think that it's easy…

to go every day to that shit job, like an idiot?

Can he come and pay for my things, for my father's medication,

for my children's food, for electricity, water, everything?

Who else besides me can pay for them?

If I had a choice, I would do it, but I don't.

1,6 million for electricity.

Neki, the guy from the shop stopped me today,

and asked me if I could pay some money that we owe.

I gave him 10 DM, because I sold five liters of petrol today.

He was complaining, he showed me a notebook with all the debts people have.

Our whole neighborhood was on the list.

He said he doesn't have money to buy stock.

Get down, sweetheart, that's enough, thank you.

Go sit next to your mom.

I was due to get my wages today, it's been two months already.

And Ismet, the guy who is taking people abroad,

hasn't called back, he probably deceived us.

The poverty has started to become my phobia.

I saw Arsim in the market today. He was selling petrol.

He didn't speak to me. Can you imagine? He ignored me.

Maybe your father was right, I should have left the job like everybody else.

Sometimes it seems to me that even you think I am a traitor.

Fadil, can you drop this subject?

I should have quit like everybody else.

I wouldn't have all these nightmares and this anxiety.

I want to wake up in the morning, and I want to go and resign.

What do you think?

Say something, you never say anything about it.

I'm concerned about something else at the moment.

What?

You know that bag of potatoes you found outside the front door?

Yes.

My father told me today that the bag of potatoes

was left for the traitor who is still working with the Serbs.

And the message is that it is the last bag of potatoes

to eat before prosecution.

Do you think it's true?

-What are you doing? -What's wrong with you?

Why did you put the potatoes outside? Do you want everybody to call us traitors?

Lumi, Andrra, come.

Come, my dearest, get out the car.

-Not me. -Why not?

-I don't want to go to school. -Why?

What do you mean why?

I'm so embarrassed.

Nobody at school will spend time with me, or talk to me.

Everybody is calling me the son of the traitor.

Daddy, what does traitor mean?

Come, my darling, go to school.

Get out of the car, I don't want to hear your voice.

-Can I sit down? -Sit down, please.

Can you stop that machine for a minute, I need to talk to you about my son.

Okay, go ahead.

I am Fadil Syla, father of Lumi who's in the 8th grade.

-I came because I have a complaint. -What's the complaint?

Somebody in his class is bullying Lumi, he's suffering psychological pressure.

-Psychological pressure. -Right.

They're not spending time with him. They're saying things to him.

What are they telling him, sir, can you be more specific, please?

They're calling him "son of the traitor,"

that his father is working with the Serbs and things like that.

Sir, I feel really sorry about your son,

but in this school we have 1200 pupils.

And it's impossible to control what each of them is saying.

Principal…

Sir, we are trying so hard to keep up the parallel education,

to keep alive the Albanian school with 40 DM monthly wages in our pockets.

They hardly gave us these classrooms for our lessons,

while high schools and universities are out in the streets,

and now you're telling me that your son is being bullied.

Don't do that, please.

Principal, I just came to tell you that if it happens to Lumi again,

then I will deal with it in a different manner.

Wait, sir, are you threatening us?

Go and threaten the Serbian pupils, if you have courage.

They're in the other entrance.

They are calling him the son of a traitor. Do you understand?

Fadil. Fadil.

Oh, Fadil. Sit down, sit down.

What brought you here?

What is that?

You are resigning as well?

Okay.

It means that you, Fadil,

neither recognize the extraordinary measures nor the Serbian government.

All right.

But in your case…

After submitting this form,

you have to return your apartment, yes, you have to return it,

to this company you've just resigned from.

That apartment was given to my father, why should I return it?

That's correct, we gave that apartment to your father Muhamed,

who does not work here anymore.

We gave you a job because of Muhamed,

so if you don't want to work anymore, the apartment has to be returned.

If you don't submit the keys of the apartment within 30 days,

the police will come, and all of you will be out of there.

And I would love to see that.

Nikola, what are you doing to me, for God's sake?

If you don't take this form back,

and if you don't rethink your resignation,

all of you will be out of the apartment, all of you.

I'm sorry, Hana, I have to go to Zagreb

to be with my family, it's easier for me.

The situation here is very serious, the crisis is making things worse.

Enver is in Kacanik and I am here, I can't stay on my own.

I can't do anything here.

The war in Bosnia has spread, it can spread to Kosovo very soon.

I'm sorry, Hana.

-Patrik. -Patrik.

Muhamed, I'm looking at Fadil.

I understand him, I know it's not easy for him.

But if he resigns, it will be even harder.

And my Ivan is in Bosnia.

I didn't talk to him.

My heart is breaking into pieces.

What can we do,

but pray to God that this whole situation will be over soon,

and take care of each other, Muhamed.

We are all humans.

-Hello. -Hello. I am Branka.

Pleased to meet you, I am Hana.

I worked with Muhamed for a long time, and now I work with Fadil.

I've heard. Father.

-I'll make some coffee. -Hana, you don't have to.

My friend, if you need anything,

I'm here, you know that.

Thank you… Branka.

Good evening.

Oh, uncle's jelly, welcome. Oh, my sweethearts, welcome.

-How are you, are you good? Welcome. -Thank you very much.

Fadil, good evening. The girls wanted to come.

I'll be back later to pick them up.

-Please, have some tea. -I left my accumulator charging.

-I'll be back later. -Please, just one tea,

there's nobody here but some local children.

-I don't want to overcrowd it. -But you're family.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Andrra

Happy birthday to you

My sweetheart, think of a wish and blow the candle.

The wish would be for Kosovo to be a Republic.

Fadil, I came because my daughters wanted to.

I know.

As you know, to go out at this time is a catastrophe.

They stop you, they search you and they insult you.

And if it happens to be a curfew, it's a real tragedy.

That's true.

If I knew things would turn out this way, I'd never have left the job.

Difficult times lay ahead, there'll be a food crisis.

This stomach needs to be fed somehow.

We were euphoric, we even celebrated when Arsim left his job,

we thought Serbia can't manage without us.

It won't be able to sustain the firms, and they will bring us all back to work,

but it looks like we did not calculate well.

Hopefully the situation will get better, because if it continues like this,

-it will be very bad. -You have no reason to complain.

You have two salaries. At least for the basic things you don't suffer.

I ended my job with the boy today. They went to Zagreb.

Therefore now we only have one salary.

Truthfully, we're only as shadows here.

We want to run away from here, I already gave a deposit.

I can't stand to see my wife and children suffer for food.

I'm telling you like my brother, speak with that cousin of yours.

-What was his name, Afrim? -Agim.

Ask him to send you some money and let's go together.

He's right, Fadil.

They left a bag of potatoes outside my door.

They put you on the persecution list.

No, who knows why they brought it to you.

Just to let you know that you just ate from that bag of potatoes.

So you became some sort of collaborator too.

-Arsim. -Stay tonight, don't…

It's nearly half past eight, and it's a curfew, why risk it.

-No, we have to leave. -Thank you very much.

Many congratulations for your daughter's birthday again.

I hope she grows up to become 100 years old.

-Thank you very much. -We're going to go.

Lule, come, I want to give you some cake to take home.

I missed you, you piece of shit.

Daddy, are you still awake?

Sorry we made some noise tonight.

Andrra had a great time.

And Arsim said hello to you.

Don't bother, Father.

As the doctor said, you have to take your medicine,

exercise your hand and not listen to the news.

To stress as little as possible.

Everything will be fine, Father, everything will be fine.

MILITARY SECRET

Hello?

Dad?

Dad, what's going on?

The cat.

But it was worthwhile, wasn't it?

My cat, my little cat.

You're so sweet.

Next time you catch the cat, I will kiss you on the lips.

-Really? -Yes.

Kitty.

Here comes Fadil the Traitor!

Shame on you!

Traitor!

2nd November 1991.

Marko Srna, 58 years old.

The only one who escaped and survived in the village of Ovcar near Vukovar.

Hundreds of other people, mainly of Croatian nationality

were murdered and all the evidence was destroyed.

June 1992, Visegrad, Bosnia and Hercegovina.

In the mountains near Visegrad, the terrain was cleared

by taking 46 people, including one pregnant women called Esma Begovic.

The paramilitary army units were on duty and took responsibility

to take them to the Red Cross cars, but in fact

they put them in an empty house which was doused in petrol,

and burned them alive.

Do you have something to report?

Why? I work here, are you new here?

-What are these? -Some newspapers, why?

-Get out a second. -Are you new here?

Turn around.

They've set new rules, we have to check everybody

who enters and exits from here.

-So you are a traitor as well? -I'm half a traitor.

My mother is Serbian.

My son, my poor son.

Neighbor, what happened?

Her son who they took in the army, they brought him dead in a coffin.

They won't even allow her to open the coffin and see the corpse.

They're saying that he committed suicide.

Fadil.

I really feel very sorry for Nexhmije.

Are you seeing this? They kill you and say you committed suicide.

-Fadil, take the phone and call Agim. -Which Agim?

Agim, your cousin. Call him and tell him

what a dreadful situation we're in and tell him to send you some money.

I can't, he knows what situation we're in, he's been here.

How can he know, he's busy with his life.

-I won't call him. -Fadil, tell him to send us some money

and we'll run away with Arsim, all together.

-How can I leave my father? -Call Agim!

-Don't call him! -Fadil, don't be stubborn!

Wait until we get the signal.

Agim, they're killing us, it's a very bad situation.

Yes.

Agim, please…

Wait a minute.

Listen to me just a moment… Agim, it's not true.

Agim, it's not true, as I said…

What kind of traitor, what are you talking about?

What are you saying, for God's sake?

You really think that it's a pleasure for me to sell part of the house?

Plus at that price, it's a catastrophe.

I can't stand to see my children struggling for food,

nor you nor myself, plus the rest of the money we need to go abroad.

You want to sell part of the house to go abroad and pay off your debts.

You know that you'll never be able to buy another one, right?

It's easy for you, you don't have debtors hanging over you.

This house will never be sold, do you understand? Never!

What do we need one room for, it's better to sell it all.

Take one, hold it on the side.

Even though it's not midnight yet, we're celebrating.

-Bravo, happy new year. -Happy new year.

Happy new year, sweetheart.

Get down, get down.

Fadil.

I have to tell you something.

Listen to this song.

When will this song end?

The sadness this beauty cannot tell

My eyes feel heavy

Sweetheart, stay with me

My eyes feel heavy

Sweetheart, stay with me

-Yes? -Hello.

Hello.

I'm calling from Belgrade, from the oncology department.

Fadil Syla is here, we need a confirmation for the health book,

to continue processing a medical examination for his wife.

What are those separatists doing in Belgrade?

Sir, we are a health institution, we don't engage in politics.

Okay, I'll talk to somebody else.

You can continue with the case and I confirm that Fadil Syla

works in our Serbian firm.

This is Mr. Syla.

-Fadil Syla? -Yes.

They are staff from Radio Television of Serbia.

-They're here to interview you. -What interview?

-You are Albanian. -So what if he is Albanian?

-This is a hospital. -Nurse, calm down.

People in Kosovo need to see that Serbia is looking after all its citizens.

Yes. But, sir, I came here out of desperation.

I came here with my wife. I've never given an interview before.

I don't know how to do it. I've never been on television before.

You'll learn.

I am Fadil Syla from Pristina.

I came here to Belgrade with my wife.

We doubt she is seriously ill.

FADIL SYLA HONEST ALBANIAN

Here we were treated really well, the staff were really professional.

In this way you can see that our Serbian government

is looking after its citizens,

regardless of their religion, nationality and all that.

Dear listeners, it's Radio Zagreb,

a program in the Albanian language.

The number of Albanians who are leaving Kosovo

and going to Western countries is growing rapidly.

As a result of systematic violence of the Serbian government

against the innocent Albanian population…

Are you feeling better?

Father, please turn the volume down.

It's killing me, the same news all day long.

Go and rest. I'll finish these.

Lumi saw you on TV.

I know that it's become too much.

And I know that you're doing it all for us.

Leave it, let it go. Leave it.

Even if everybody turns their back on you, I'll never leave you.

Father…

I know that I didn't turn out as you wanted me.

You always told me to be strong.

But I turned out to be weak.

I have dishonored you and the whole family.

These last few months I've had too much trouble.

People have called me a traitor.

They don't talk to me anymore.

And I just put my head down without saying a word, Father.

And do you know why?

Because I'm a coward.

Because I'm a coward, Dad. I'm weak.

I am a traitor.

Sorry, Dad.

Sorry, Dad.

I screw everything up.

I fucked up.

Please forgive me, Dad.

I'll never forgive myself.

At least I hope you will forgive me.

Fadil, where are you, man?

You haven't been at work for two weeks.

Why are the doors closed?

The police were here and some of the offices are closed.

-I want to get my things. -You have to see the director first.

Go to him first.

What's up, "honest Albanian"?

You became a star in Kosovo and Metohija

after your appearance on TV, and maybe you're giving autographs.

You are a spy who takes files from our company.

And I am telling you now that you will end up in jail.

Nikola, give me the blue resignation form.

I came for it several times.

First of all, you won't get the blue form,

because you're not resigning, we're firing you, man.

You are just a spy, you abused my kindness.

-Is that clear? -I'm tired, Nikola.

Everybody calls me a traitor and spy. You destroyed my family,

you destroyed me, please give me the blue form.

I don't give a fuck about your family,

you're not coming back to the office.

You took files from the office, you are a spy.

So fuck off from our company. Did you hear what I said?

Give me the blue form or I'll fucking kill you,

you fucking Serb. I want to leave this fucking job.

Give me the blue form. I wanna quit this shitty job!

I will have my revenge…

Fadil, you quit your job?

Branka called, Ivan was killed in Bosnia.

Give her my condolences, please.

Is there any memory That would warm me today?

Is there any safe path for me to look up?

Is there any memory to give me meaning Can't you tell me?

Tell me, where could I find the strength To sing today?

I still feel that look of contempt

I still feel that coldness of inner ache

The footsteps that are left behind

My memories remained inside the house That I never saw again

The cold November

Is following me even today

The cold November

Echoes inside me

-Hello? -Hello, good afternoon.

Hello, yes?

I am calling from the Belgrade Oncology Clinical Center.

-Yes? -Am I speaking to Hana Sula?

Yes, it's me, Hana Syla from Pristina.

-Mrs. Syla. -Yes?

The biopsy results just came in and the analysis shows

that you are not suffering from the disease that we suspected.

-Mrs. Syla? Hello? Mrs. Syla? -Thank you.

You're welcome.

-Thank you very much. -Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Come here, sweetheart, my baby.

Go near your granddad, sit down. Lumi, come quickly.

Let's wait for Dad for a bit longer, and I have news for you.

I think I just heard a knock on the door.

During the war that followed in Kosovo, 13,000 people were killed.

Including 2,000 missing persons who've not been found even 19 years after the war.

During the wars in Ex Yugoslavia about 133,000 people were killed.

Majority of them civilians.

All the information in the files treated in the film are authentic

and the same ones have been used from the Hague Tribunal

against Serbian ex leaders of that time.

In order to preserve the identity of the victims, only names have been changed.