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SOFIA, BULGARIA

Dad, the truck is there.

Yes.

Yes, Dad.

Understood.

I'll call you when I'm done.

- Is this 22,500 euros? - Yes, 1500 per person.

I want 500 extra per person.

- They don't have that. - I don't care.

Those who don't pay stay in the container. Tell 'em that.

- Everything alright? - I think so.

What the hell are you doing? Italian bastard.

- They've already paid. - Is that so?

I decide who paid and who didn't.

Understood?

Now, clean up this mess.

Son, wake up.

Speak to me, son.

A little further.

Bags.

Stop.

Up.

A little more.

Just a little more. Stop.

Translated by: NederSubs

Come on, you have to play and fight with him.

Yes, like that, throw him down. Bravo.

Start again.

Go.

One more time, come on.

This is shit. Start again.

Hello, Ciro.

Get up.

My son has complained about you.

- Again. - Sorry.

I'm scared of men without passion.

You don't seem to get excited about anything.

The thing I liked is gone, Valentin.

I'm okay with you. I listen to you...

and I don't have time to think about other things.

My son wants you to take over the houses in Lyulin.

Is that a problem for you?

No, no problem.

Never stand up to him.

Okay.

You can go.

Go on, boys. I want to see a nice attack. Like that.

Come with me.

Clear 7 and 15.

Good morning.

You have to leave here.

Please, my husband is sick.

He just got home from the hospital, he is dying.

Pack your things and leave.

- Take this. - Get out.

- Take it. - Don't you understand me?

You don't understand.

- We can't go anywhere. - You don't understand.

Don't you understand? You have to leave here.

Leave, or I'll kill you myself.

You have five minutes. Five minutes.

Step out and get your passport. Get out.

- Faster. - Passports.

- Hurry. - Have your passport ready.

- Passport. - Come on, hurry.

Move it.

Quickly.

Passport.

Go on.

Walk.

Put your stuff down here.

This is the kitchen.

We'll bring you groceries.

You can't go to the store yourself, and you can't leave here.

Understood?

Got it? You cannot go outside. I'm in charge here.

Can I call home?

To Albania.

Please?

I don't understand your language.

Phone.

- Phone, please. - No.

- Please. - I don't understand you.

- No phone calls. - Please.

- Please be kind. - No phone calls.

- Please. - No phone calls.

- No phone calls. - Please.

I don't understand you.

Lock her up.

Yes, Mladen.

Of course.

Italians?

Good.

- Hello Ciro. - Is Mladen upstairs?

Can I have a vodka?

- How are you? - I'm fine.

You're here.

Are they here already?

Why, are you in a hurry?

They're on their way.

How much are they buying?

- 100,000 euros. - And the payment?

Cash, on delivery.

Do you know them?

Yes.

They're from the same country as you.

Take them to the VIP room, then I'll watch everything from there.

Who are you, then? Big Brother?

The agreement is clear: I don't work with Neapolitans.

'I don't work...'

You are really strange.

You don't drink, you don't fuck...

You live in a shithole even...

an Albanian whore would be disgusted by.

You're afraid of your fellow countrymen.

I don't understand what my father sees in you.

Now get lost.

- Enzo. - Enzo is here.

Hey, Ciro.

Show me that money.

Hurry up, Tatiana.

I'm waiting.

What about that money? Is there a problem?

Is there something wrong with it?

Let me change it for you.

Get back to work.

Their money is not good.

Do you want to make a fool of me?

You asked me for my opinion and I gave it to you.

Do whatever you want with it.

This filthy greaseball thinks he can tell me what to do.

Fuck.

Are you standing up to me?

These are friends of mine, there is nothing wrong with their money.

If you think it's okay, then we'll all think it's okay.

Don't turn my back on me, asshole.

Come back.

Listen, you little maggot.

You go to my office...

and you count the profits, like you always do.

And I don't want to hear you anymore, understand? Get lost.

Piece of shit.

Get in, you.

Brother.

- What are you doing in this shithole? - I'm not your brother.

Should we call you uncle, or what?

- What the fuck are you doing here? - What do you mean?

- Is this a joke? - You told us to wait for you here.

The money is in a car at the airport, for safety.

If you have a problem, you can call him.

There are no problems.

- Let's go. - Come.

How can you live here?

Ah well, you have to live somewhere.

You won't get me out of Naples.

- Where is that parking garage? - Wait a second. Damn...

Hurry up.

Go left further up the road, at that sign.

- So you learned their language? - Of course. He works here, right?

You're smart enough for it.

I don't understand, they just look like barking dogs.

Hurry up, I'm not here to chat.

Show him the way, I'll follow you.

I'll go with you.

How nice.

Give me the keys, I'll drive.

You know the way.

What's he doing? Drive.

Where is the money?

- What are you doing? - It's fake.

According to Santo, only losers kill for money.

Real men don't.

- But how do you know who's what? - Do you think there's a difference?

My family has done more for Naples than anyone else.

Grandpa worked miracles, just like San Gennaro.

We came up with the System. Do you understand where I'm from?

Say what you want, but if you don't have respect, you are not a man.

If you want to screw someone over, you must get to know them first.

You didn't realize who I am, you've underestimated me.

And now you have a problem.

Your grandfather would've never ended up in this shitty situation.

If you want to shoot, do it.

I won't kill you.

But you do have to tell me the truth.

Call your friends to pick you up and go back to Naples.

I never want to see you again.

One day, you'll get homesick.

The best pizzas in Naples come from Forcella, you know that.

Are the five kilos of heroin ready for our Neapolitan customers?

Hurry up.

In the bag.

Hello, Ciro.

Outside is a car full of money from the Neapolitans.

Did they buy the stuff?

I didn't give it to them, their money was fake.

But that is not the biggest problem.

They had a deal with Mladen.

A deal? What kind of deal? I don't get it.

Mladen called them and asked if they wanted to bring counterfeit money.

If they'd bring 100,000 in counterfeit euros, he would give the stuff for free.

Why?

To set me up, so it would seem like I was conspiring with them...

and to screw me over.

Do you think you're worth 100,000 euros to him?

Me? No. You're worth that much to your son. He thinks I want to take his place.

If I had no son, I would want one like you.

But I already have a son.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

If I had a son...

I would confront him myself...

if he acted like an asshole.

Go outside.

- Hello, Ciro. - Hey.

What are you waiting for?

Get in. Hurry up.

Hurry up.

Get down.

I don't understand.

It's all the same gibberish.

MACEDONIAN-ALBANIAN BORDER

Behave yourself.