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-Jakov. -Da.

It's...

been a-- a long time.

How have you been?

Surviving.

I didn't come to the funeral, did I?

You did not.

But you are here now.

You want to meet your family?

Sure.

That's why you're here.

You have niece.

Ana.

You no wife.

No.

Paul.

Natalija.

Coffee?

- Please, thank you. - Sit.

You have a nice home.

It's same as the day you and her left.

You mean our mother?

You mean our mother?

She's no mother to me.

What do you do for a living?

I work in American tie factory

all life before I come here.

I was wondering where you learned English.

Father very proud of your success.

Your little drawings.

- An illustrator, yeah. - Da.

Little Pavle.

Famous in London.

Yet little Pavle know nothing about him.

I heard stories.

So you know about his hip.

When he get shot in ass cheek during war.

He had one leg shorter than the other.

He have funny walk

in middle of night when he come towards me

with belt in hand ready to beat me

because I let one...

chicken escape.

Real man.

Good, your life there?

-It's all right, I think. -Better than this?

Must be.

It's different.

Old mudbrick house, and a few acres

enough to bring English guy back.

I don't know.

But you here.

You leave your life behind.

- Do you study, Ana? - Study.

Yeah, in between...

changing dying grandfather's diaper.

You see crack?

We had leak here.

Old tiles father put in, maybe 50 years ago.

I fix these. These hands.

In bed.

Where father take last breath.

I fix bed when Ana little girl.

And house is warm, no?

Yeah.

Why is old house like this so warm?

Because I fix windows.

We have many, many winters of freezing cold.

We nearly die.

But now you come.

When we don't need your help.

Now he is no more.

And the house is yours.

You.

You don't, uh, make contact with us.

-Father, brother, nothing. -Couldn't you have called?

You don't understand

what it takes for me to keep this house.

You, back in London,

make pretty pictures in big fancy home.

I don't want to argue with you.

No.

Forgive me.

You are last person I want to make angry.

So, tell me.

What is plan at least?

You-- you going to sell this?

Tear it down?

I just-- I haven't decided.

You didn't even know him.

I'm still his son.

More than I ever was, according to his will.

You don't deserve none of this.

It's my house.

This isn't the time to discuss this.

I need rest. Um...

I feel like I've been traveling forever.

Is there a guest room?

Good morning.

Nav?

Sorry?

Nav.

No, it's Paul.

I'm about to go to the Public Records Office.

Good for you.

I was wondering when we could get started on the paperwork.

Today I'm busy.

You, uh, make paperwork.

I'm prepared to sign.

All right.

How are you today?

She's good. Thank you for asking.

I was speaking to her. She doesn't speak English?

She works today.

Excuse me.

Public Records Office?

Hi.

I need a death certificate.

It's from my father, Vlastimir Yuzhinov.

Dead.

Paper?

I take care. Bring to you.

How do you know where I'm staying?

I know.

Ana.

It's okay.

It's okay. Ana.

Ana was walking around with this.

Why would she be carrying a knife?

Uh, chop wood.

We have to go.

Collect it in tractor tomorrow.

Let go.

Do you enjoy being feared?

I like respect.

You care about her so much.

You're kicking her out of her own home.

Sorry for disturbing you.

What are you thinking?

If we could have handled it.

It would be hard enough with a healthy child.

You don't think we're strong enough?

We do this, then we try again.

Are you all right?

Did you take your shot this morning?

What is this?

-What? -Why you take painting down?

It was making me feel uneasy.

I have to talk to you.

But I don't want to.

So you show my family mercy.

You don't need my mercy.

We always need your mercy.

This is what makes me uneasy.

But I'm still going to need you to sign the papers

when the death certificate comes.

I tell you,

you bring, I sign.

Until then, you're a guest in my house.

No, please. No.

It's okay.

Let me, please.

He-- he will get mad.

-Please. -Get mad?

He is mad.

Hey, again.

You speak English, right?

You can at least understand it.

Yes.

I'd like that death certificate.

Why? Not ready.

I need it for the executor of the will.

You're throwing Jakov out?

Is that what he told you?

No one is being thrown out of the house.

Don't worry.

But if you're friends with the family,

maybe you could pay them a visit.

The daughter doesn't seem very happy at home.

She has had problems.

Ah.

I didn't know that.

I'm just worried about her.

So can I come tomorrow for the certificate?

Yes.

Please join.

I'm not really hungry, but thank you.

Please.

I assume that meant something like bon appétit?

Oh, you're...

talking about me?

No.

Yes.

Bon appétit.

Let.

Eat, please.

Uh, no.

I-- I'll grab a bite later, but please, you enjoy.

Jakov, I didn't know you were a snake whisperer.

It's holy creature.

I think we got off on the wrong foot.

You and me.

I can't change the fact that I haven't been around

for most of your life.

All of your lives.

But it wasn't our fault they got divorced.

We shouldn't carry on their resentment.

They dealt with it badly, and they made mistakes.

But I'm sure all of us around this table

have made mistakes, too.

Maybe we can forgive their mistakes, and move forward.

And, um, I'd really like it if you'd let me,

at least while we're trying to sort out the house...

let me help out around the farm.

Uh, do chores around the house.

Whatever you need me to do, I'll-- I'll-- I'll do it.

It's not necessary.

I know it's not.

I can see you're fine on your own.

You'd be doing me a favor too.

Please.

What do you think?

I...

I feel like I've asked you this before.

-Have I? -No, it's in your head.

First time.

Okay, you help.

- Thank you. - Tomorrow I'll show you.

Tomorrow's great.

Okay.

We start with maybe one kilo of corn a day.

Give them hay, I suppose?

Don't get big head.

Milk first. Hay later.

We, uh...

put livestock in field during day behind house.

All right.

Ana does milking.

Here, a lucky charm.

Sorry?

For to give animals good health.

Okay.

This should be enough for you, uh...

big city boy.

That should do it.

Your second time today?

Three.

How are you feeling?

What do you mean?

With the pregnancy.

Oh, let me get it.

I'm feeling fine.

When are you due?

One month.

And the baby's healthy?

That's good.

Is the father the blonde guy I saw you with?

Sorry, it's-- it's-- it's none of my business.

Hi.

Ana's friend, right?

Do you want me to get her for you?

Sorry?

Remember Pavle.

"Remember Pavle."

Uh, yes, please.

Thank you.

Why do you do that?

Put it on the ground, I mean.

Sorry.

We...

We had dog.

-Sorry, very. -That's all right.

Old habits die hard, I guess.

Can I help?

No.

You should not speak.

I need your help with something.

I know you didn't feel comfortable

talking about him yesterday, but I wanted to ask you

about that guy you spend time with.

What's his name again?

-Bodin. -Bodin, right.

Well, he stopped by yesterday

when you went into the house and...

he gave me this.

I was wondering if you could translate it for me.

It's confusing. I don't understand it.

Later.

Now you can remember.

Remember what?

I know you don't know me very well,

but we are family.

I just want you to know that you can talk to me.

You're not alone.

You know that you don't have to live here if you don't want to.

You and Bodin can move away from here.

Start a new life together with your baby.

It's not possible.

Why?

It is not.

He's not father.

London, come with me to barn.

Sure.

You got to squeeze your thumb.

You miss whittling, you lose a lot.

I'm sorry.

Are you sorry for lose corn or take over my life?

I'm not trying to take over your life.

I'm just trying to change mine.

Yeah.

It's my life.

My daughter.

I just wanted Ana to know she could talk to me.

What give you right?

I am family.

So many years of this.

What do you mean so many years?

Feels like forever.

And always about you.

A good son.

Calm down!

What's happened? What's happened?

What's he talking about? Jakov?

I should quit this.

Something got to kill us though, right?

You cold?

Yeah, a bit.

We go walk.

Warm, uh, warm ass.

-I'm tired from traveling. -Of course.

You, uh, just arrive.

When father and mother separated,

I take you uphill, where sheep graze.

Yes?

I'm-- I'm not sure. I think I remember.

I don't remember much, to be honest.

We play with uh, big hole.

-Cave. -Cave, yes.

Yeah, I remember.

-We go. -Now?

Why not?

It's good memories, yeah.

We begin again.

I meant to go to the Public Records Office.

But-- why not?

One hour, maximum.

Then...

I take you to village in car.

Okay.

Sure.

It's just how he was raised, I guess.

I don't know.

I do remember him as a tough man.

But it sounds like you know that better than most.

Well, that understatement.

It's a shame, isn't it?

What? I'm his son?

That we grew up like this.

I have a brother that I hardly know.

Yeah, you know me plenty.

Yeah, I'm not so sure.

I've been giving the house situation some thought.

You want to give it up?

I thought we could redo the roof together.

Fix the leaks.

Maybe do the stable as well.

Live with you?

For the time being, yeah.

What about wife?

Ah, she left you, that it?

She died.

Maybe you could use a hand with the farm.

I could do with a job.

I'm in no hurry to go back to the UK.

I have child.

I know.

I'm not giving up the house, I tell you this.

I'm not asking you to. You're missing the point.

We're close now, to cave.

Come.

"Whoever fights with monsters...

should see to it that he does not become a monster

in the process."

"And when you gaze into the abyss...

the abyss gazes into you."

I've got nowhere else to go.

What do you mean?

I may as well stay here.

Everything's falled apart.

I'm messed up.

And when I found out I'd inherited the house,

it gave me hope

that maybe I could start a new life.

You can stay in the house as long as you want to.

The thing is...

I really think this could work.

...it's not yours to give.

What do you...

Jakov.

Jakov.

Jakov.

It's no wonder you don't recognize

your own brother after all these years.

Shh.

Oh.

Shh!

I never left.

You take everything from me.

You did this to yourself.

You come into my life after all these years...

and take what I have built.

And you took nothing from me?

A mudbrick house and a few acres of field

was enough to kill your own brother.

Nothing comes between me and family.

Can you not see who you've become?

I am not him.

The things you've done are far worse.

I always hated you.

You and that bitch.

She begged for your forgiveness for leaving you behind.

There's some things you cannot forgive.

Where are you?

Get back.

We were still brothers.

You're no brother to me.

You killed the only family you had left.

My only regret is I didn't kill you sooner.

And now there's no one left for you to kill.