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Archaeological site
at GORNJA DOBRAVA 1969
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Don't hit me, you dickhead!
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Cut the booze, Cat!
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Just a little, for refreshment
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Drink water. I won't have you drunk on the job.
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Did you hear me?
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Oh fuck ...
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Fuck it, where's it gone?
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Professor!
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Professor!
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We've found it!
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- There's something in there
- Take this!
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Easy.
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Not with your hands!
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It's a slab
Use brushes!
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Okay...
Brushes!
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Gold
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A lot of gold.
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I've searched for it all my life.
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All my life.
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- Under the slab is...
- What?
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Is it perhaps...
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Move it!
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Three, four, now!
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Once again. Three, four...
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Professor!
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- I'll take him to the hospital.
- No! I won't go to hospital.
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- But you must.
- No, take me home.
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Now I can die in peace.
I want to go home.
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- Wait for me, I'll be back.
- Okay.
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Come on.
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All my life I've toiled for nothing.
Now I'll take my cut.
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"Coincidentia Oppositorum..."
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Don't do it, Cat,
we'll get fucked.
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Oh, get lost.
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Do my children know?
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Yes...
Please let's go to the hospital.
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No. Peter, do you know
what we've found?
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- I know, Professor.
- Let the world know.
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So those vandals of ours don't spoil everything.
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That slab guards the secrets of civilizations.
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I know, but you're more important.
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It must be Doctor Jelena.
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- I've heard. How is he?
- Not well.
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- Is he in hospital?
- He won't hear of it.
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Wise... I told my students,
"If I fall down, finish me off."
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"I don't want to suffer
and die slowly in hospitals."
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Here's a lever, you fools.
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- Come down!
- Where to?
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"Where to?" You idiot!
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Come on!
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This town only had one good doctor.
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The late Dr. Katic, father of
that clumsy lady doctor.
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What's left is
the Dilettante Doctors' Club.
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I've saved many lives with these leeches.
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The late Dr. Katic used to say
I deserved a doctor's pension.
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Look...
Medicine, that's surgery.
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All else is destiny.
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See, once again I've gotten here before her.
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I'm coming.
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- Where have you been?
- Pardon?
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It's our neighbor, Lepa.
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- Not a doctor?
- No such luck.
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- Congratulations.
- Where's the professor?
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Half of the wedding guests were his students.
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- He's ill.
- But we must take photos!
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Seriously ill.
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What's wrong with him?
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It's his heart.
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- How would you know?
- I know.
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Did the leeches tell you?
Come off it.
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He's been digging all his life.
He's just exhausted.
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Calm down!
The professor's ill.
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Cut the noise.
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Where's that doctor?
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I'd just stopped mourning my Marko
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and I remembered Milica,
the professor's wife.
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When the Communists seized his bakery
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Marko died out of spite.
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I told him to let it go.
But he worried, he fretted...
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One night he said, "Now I'll die."
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- And he died.
- Don't tempt fate.
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Bread nowadays...
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You buy it in the morning,
by night you have a brick.
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The worst thing is, my son's fiancée
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is the daughter of the man
who ordered the bakery seized.
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My God, if Marko knew about the wedding
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he'd become a vampire.
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God save us.
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Fools!
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Stop it Rajkovic,
this isn't 1943!
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He doesn't recognize me.
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- Have you told his children?
- I called Ivan in Belgrade
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but Sonja's in Spain with her family.
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- Doctor, is it that serious?
- Yes.
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This is my bag.
That's yours.
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Do you still treat people with these animals?
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- You came to help?
- To shave my friend.
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Aren't you a bit early?
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As you doctors are so prompt,
I can't be late.
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And do you know why I'm late, sir?
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- No, I don't.
- Then shut up.
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I had ten calls today.
Half were urgent.
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And they weren't shaving.
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- Why are you so angry?
- You're rude and insolent!
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I can't stand your malicious, ugly jokes!
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- How's Dad?
- Bad, he must go to hospital.
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Once again.
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The professor's dead.
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He was waiting for his son to come.
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- What's wrong with him?
- He fainted.
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- Who's this man?
- Petar, the teacher.
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Lately he's been helping Mihajlo.
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My God, it's hard...
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My God...
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- Is he ill?
- No, he isn't.
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I'm sorry, Ivan.
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He was like a brother to me.
My sincere condolences.
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Thank you.
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This will help you feel better.
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May his soul rest in peace.
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To my father Mihajlo.
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Ivan, my son, we should
call your sister in Spain.
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It's a pity such beautiful items
aren't available to the public.
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Citizens will be able to see them soon.
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The professor left the house
to the town as a museum.
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What museum?
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A legacy of the professor
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and your late mother, who fell ill digging.
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It's not the history of this town only
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but of everyone's who's lived
in the area for centuries.
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Almost 2000 years.
Romans, Huns, Slavs...
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Wait a second...
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Could you be more precise about
the house being donated?
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Don't worry, the professor already
spoke to the mayor.
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- What did he say?
- They're grateful.
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And they'll put a plaque on the front wall.
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"The Legacy of Milica and Mihajlo Pavlovic."
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Very nice.
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- And you'll be the custodian?
- Yes, later.
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It is nice.
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It's about time this town got
a museum and some activity.
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Do you know where I live in Belgrade?
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With my family in a 2-bedroom flat!
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- You knew that?
- That you're married, no.
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No? And you?
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- You didn't know either?
- No.
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- Aunty, I told you?
- Yes, about the little flat...
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But we'll talk later.
This isn't the proper time.
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Why did you let Father do it?
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Have I ever interfered in his business?
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Not much you haven't!
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Now...
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All the rubbish from the house,
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including the chests in the attic,
the slabs in the cellar...
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the skeletons, dead bodies...
please take them out!
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- But where do I take them?
- That's not my business.
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Where are you going, for God's sake?
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I said take it out!
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- But where?
- You don't know where?
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Here.
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This goes to the Avars...
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This, to the Huns...
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and the Illyrians!
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This to Old Slavs!
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It belongs to them.
Bury it in the graveyard.
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This too...
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You've turned this house into a mortuary!
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What's this?
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I'm scared to come here.
This is my house!
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- Was this broken just now?
- No, it was found like that.
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Who's been chopping the heads
and arms off statues?
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Ivan...
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See you later.
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With your permission, I'll shave my friend.
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Go ahead.
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Wait, my guts are falling out!
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What am I going to do, Professor?
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- Has the doctor left?
- Yes.
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She has my bag, she'll throw my leeches out.
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Ivan... I can't believe it.
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Sit down.
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Please drop by the church
and inform Father Mica.
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Ivan won't do it, so I'm begging you to.
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Tell them to ring the church
bells for Mihajlo.
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I'd thought of doing that.
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I'd like to tell you something.
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If Ivan forgets you,
you can always count on me.
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- What do you mean?
- As a friend.
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- My door is always...
- Thank you.
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Pleasure.
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I don't know if you remember our conversation...
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Perhaps it's not a good time...
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If you decide to sell the house
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my children would be interested.
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Don't touch anything, please.
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I'm going to see where I'll move these things.
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We'll pay half today, in foreign currency.
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And the rest, if you could wait,
by St. Valentine's Day.
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Oh, he's so beautiful...
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Are you sure Sonja will sell her half?
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If she won't, we won't be able to register...
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- You know?
- She'll sell.
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Somebody's coming.
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A young person?
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No, it's some old man.
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I always worry a young person will come.
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Milica, it's your husband.
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It's our professor, my dear neighbor.
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Yes... that's the professor.
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It's time somebody clever died.
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Milica...
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- Miso...
- How beautiful you are.
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My God, and look at me... a regular old man.
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The greatest sin here is to wish for
someone to come.
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Miso...
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I've sinned...
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I've been waiting for you.
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- Welcome, Professor.
- Good to see you.
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I don't know what to say.
I'm so confused.
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To tell the truth,
I didn't believe in all this.
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You know all the others?
Marko, the baker...
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No need to introduce us, we grew
up together. Hi, Miso.
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Hi, neighbor.
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This is my father, the famous
Stevan Savski Keser.
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Don't be surprised I'm 20 years older.
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Here it's possible.
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He was killed at 26.
I died in my forties.
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Now I could be his dad.
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I'm sorry to see you.
You could have lived longer.
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It was long enough, for the place where I lived.
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Dr. Katic...
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Head of the hospital where most
of our souls were raised.
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Your Jelena was with me to the end.
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Your worthy replacement.
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She's a doctor? You couldn't
tell me better news.
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And the famous accordionist, Lucky Rosemary.
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- Any good weddings lately?
- As usual...
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Marko, your son's getting married
at your place today.
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Your Lepa came to invite me, but,
as you see, I couldn't go.
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- What are you doing here?
- Vampires turned vampires.
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What?
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Get off, they're waiting for you.
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- Are they going to pay us?
- Otherwise we won't go.
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Get out of here.
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- Mum...
- Zoki, do your trousers up.
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How are Ivan and Sonja?
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They're my main worry.
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They're very well.
They each have two children.
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- Two...
- All little angels.
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I have four grandchildren.
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Together, they turn the house upside down.
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Ivan arrived today and Sonja's
on vacation in Spain.
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It will be hard for her when she finds out.
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We got along well.
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And Ivan?
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An odd person.
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- Any problems?
- He's able to create them.
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To tell the truth, he disappointed me.
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- Why?
- I'll tell you, there's time.
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Your sister's well.
You don't ask about Angelina?
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Is she?
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Milica...
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Know where to go?
First room to the right.
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- There's a body in there.
- I forgot to tell you.
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Move these closets first.
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Do you have any cigarettes?
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- Neighbor...
- Thank you, neighbor.
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A match, Professor?
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Unfortunately, I left it at the excavation site.
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Thank you, pal.
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You wouldn't have a 4.5 volt battery?
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A battery?
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They buried me with a radio
without any batteries.
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After death, you see the kind of people
you lived with.
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Good Lord!
Miso, you're smoking.
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I haven't felt tobacco for a long time.
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And who has my son married, Professor?
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You won't be pleased when you hear.
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The daughter of Ilija Rajkovic.
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Not his daughter?
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He took my bakery.
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Professor...
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they didn't bury you with a drop of booze, perhaps?
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No, I knew it.
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Sober people die, drunks survive.
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Booze killed you and you want more.
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What can happen to me now?
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I drank all my life. Now I can't
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If I could have just half a glass.
Even a third would do.
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Sadly, I can't sympathize. I never drank.
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My only craving is for yogurt.
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If only I could walk into the wedding
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for a couple of minutes,
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to ask my wife and children why I died prematurely.
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Damn children and the one who create them.
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- No one disappoints you more.
- No one.
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Parents do.
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Don't you dare raise your hand again.
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At your age, I respected people of my age.
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Shame on you!
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- Son of a bitch, I'll kill you.
- Stop arguing, please.
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Arguing saw me off and here it is again.
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What arguing, Miso?
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Nonsense, nothing more.
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Our son can't accept that I left the house to the town.
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You gave away our house?
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Someone suggested it be our legacy, with a plaque on it.
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- You think I made a mistake?
- Yes, Miso.
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You did.
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We dug for years,
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paying the workers out of your own wages.
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I fell ill...
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What would happen to the valuable things in our house?
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What if your father had given the house away?
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Your son said that!
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Milica, I'm not well.
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Doctor...
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Calm down, Professor.
Here you can't be unwell.
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- He's breathing.
- Who?
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The professor.
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What do you mean?
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The booze has damaged your brain.
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I'll have to quit drinking.
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Right now we're watching the Apollo spacecraft
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approaching the moon and flying over its surface...
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Will they have anything about Miso?
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- Keep working.
- Wait for the news about Miso.
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If you two won't go, I'll take the gold myself tonight.
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I toil all my life for a bottle of fucking booze.
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Don't do it, Cat. You'll put your ass on a barbeque.
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What have you done, people, for God's sake?
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Milica...
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Where are we?
What is this place?
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Professor, I found 200 gold coins.
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but I've nowhere to spend them.
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- In the other world I had none.
- Nowhere to drink, you lout.
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Be quiet, I could be your father.
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You make children out of head, not with every fool's tools.
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- Stop it, man...
- Miso, look...
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There's a slab here. We tried to lift it, but it's too heavy.
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We dig with our hands.
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If only I knew what I'd find here...
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I'd have brought shovels, levers...
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He's new, not cooled down yet.
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- Why don't you play?
- How? We can't, master.
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Play.
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- Where's the accordionist?
- He died, Comrade Rajkovic.
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- When?
- In autumn last year, chief.
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Who allowed him to die?
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Fuck music with no accordion...
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Chief, I can play it.
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- Where is your accordion?
- You shot it last time.
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At your son's wedding, I was security.
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Give birth to one!
Hear me?
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Okay.
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- I have a question, Mayor.
- Ask.
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When will you build a museum to hold my skeletons?
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A museum?
Who'll give us the money?
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So you used an old and sick man...
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to turn my house into your museum?
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- What do you want from me?
- Know what?
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I want you to wipe your ass with the contract you signed.
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- Clear?
- Fuck off.
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Dear viewers, right now we can see
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what the Apollo crew are seeing.
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the surface of the Moon they are going to land on.
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This moment is... what's this?
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- What's going on?
- We've lost the ship.
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Still nothing about the professor.
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It's not important to them.
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Everyone...
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Hey everyone!
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A spaceship!
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It's a spaceship!
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- That's a spaceship!
- We can see. Stop shouting!
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Know what this means?
Our salvation!
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What do you mean?
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If someone alive comes here, then we're not dead.
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We can't meet
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unless the living are dead or the dead are alive.
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- It was a Russian ship.
- Why Russian?
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Only the Russians have such technology.
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I can see now how much you desire to live again.
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If you're scared, say so now, so you don't run away again.
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Bullshit, you ran away first.
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That's another thousand, so now you have 50,000 DEM.
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The bitch, she's built up a fortune.
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He's not only sold the house, but the gold as well.
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Let's go.
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A light, please.
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Professor!
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The last one. I knew it.
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Here we are, my professor.
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Petar...
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My son...
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I thought we'd never see each other again.
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- You hanged yourself?
- Yes... a little.
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But why, my friend?
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It's all ruined, Professor.
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The house has been sold.
All the things are broken.
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- Who sold the house?
- The professor's son.
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- He's my son too.
- Sorry, I didn't know.
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- Who bought it so quickly?
- A neighbor, Lepa the baker.
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- Lepa the baker?
- Yes.
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They drew up the contract while we were packing.
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Lepa, Lepa, fuck you and your loaves.
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You'll come to me sooner or later.
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You don't know yet how hard your death will be.
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If I had a brain I'd have hanged myself too.
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Why, pal?
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I wouldn't need to carry this accordion, as heavy as a tomb.
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Where's your accordion?
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Oh Lord, I'm in trouble!
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- What's happened?
- My accordion.
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- Who stole it?
- I know who.
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Not from your grave?
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God damn him, I hope it's played at his funeral.
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Those thieves, those motherfucking Earthians.
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I simply can't shave him.
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I've been ironing his suit for two hours.
It just won't go.
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What's the time, Professor?
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Before your watch stops too.
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7:30.
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- AM or PM?
- Are you in a hurry?
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No, I just want to have something that ticks.
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- And what do you do here?
- What do we do?
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Argue a bit, wander around a bit,
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and dig in those rocks.
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Sometimes, when some dark comes down,
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similar to night,
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we look at the stars.
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I'm sure the earth is that way.
My father thinks the opposite.
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Then we remember our dearest with a sigh.
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Now they are this or that age...
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with children, grandchildren...
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Now they're having dinner at the table where we once ate.
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Now they're also talking about us,
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looking at our faded photos and secretly crying.
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Touching our belongings...
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They keep our warm winter coats...
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as if we're to return one day.
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On Sundays they visit our graves.
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They bring us carnations, tulips...
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Blue irises, pale roses, boxes of Turkish delight...
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Cigarettes, sweets, thin candles, cans with water.
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In the cemetery, we all start our lives from the beginning.
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The first day, the second day, the first week, six weeks...
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six months, the first year, the second year...
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Ten years, twenty years...
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And then, slowly, we start dying for the second time,
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in memories.
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- Sad.
- It's not all so sad.
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Doctor...
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Shall we sing our new friends the "Eine kleine Kantate"?
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I'm always as ready for a song as the professor is for a dig.
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Milica... let's start.
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A cherry tree is blooming
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on the hillside.
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Spring is getting ready
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for a journey.
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Everything's the same
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in my homeland.
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Only I am
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no longer there...
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Petar!
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No, not with your hands.
Brushes!
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The same slab...
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I had a feeling I had to hang myself.
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Something was telling me, "Hang yourself, Petar!"
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Under the slab is the secret of this world and the other!
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Milica, I'm not well.
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- What's wrong?
- I'm... choking!
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You can't be ill here.
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I've no air!
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- What happened?
- He opened his mouth.
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What are you saying?
You're drunk too.
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Gentlemen...
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I have the impression...
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that he's alive.
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Alive?
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I'm afraid he is.
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God save thy people and bless your work...
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His pulse is growing stronger.
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How is this possible, Doctor?
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The professor probably suffered a stroke
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and so fell into a deep coma.
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As he was clinically dead, he arrived here.
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However, his body has won the battle
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and now he's going back to the living.
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My condolences.
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My condolences.
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Professor... can you hear me?
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I have a request. If you survive,
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tell my daughter Jelena all about us.
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Tell her to study coma and clinical death,
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the only link with the billions of absent people.
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Tell my brother Simeon I'll never forgive him
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for not hiding me from the Nazis.
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I've been haunted by their dogs, their boots, their shouts.
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"Go away, brother, they'll hang me if I let you in!"
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Simeon couldn't have done that.
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Pardon?
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He chased me from the door like a dog.
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That night they riddled me with bullets.
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Simeon?
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I thought he was a decent man.
He shaved me all my life.
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What's up?
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What?
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I don't understand you. What?
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I don't understand you.
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Professor...
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Please tell Lepa to stop fooling around.
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She's disappointed me both as wife and as a friend.
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Professor, I beg you like a brother,
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tell Bato the horse to return my accordion,
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to me personally, where he stole it from.
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Listen, Miso...
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I was angry with you for years.
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I heard you started to live with Angelina as soon as I died.
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Me and Angelina? How can you say something like that?
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We'll talk about it next time.
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Tell my sister not to play the soul-saver and the bigot.
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Everyone knows why she stayed
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to bring up Ivan and Sonja with you.
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Milica, do you think I could carry on with your own sister?
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There's something else.
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Sell the house if necessary.
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Don't let our kids quarrel over it.
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Miso, I'll pray for you to have a long life.
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but I'll wait for you, hoping you come back soon.
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Miso, can you hear me?
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Miso, it's hard for me.
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Our dear Professor,
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here you saw how the dead live.
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You must admit it's not as bad as they say.
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It would be even better if we had no human quirks.
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Believer me, Professor,
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in life I wouldn't dare deliver the oration.
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No one knows where the deceased is going.
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But as I know very well where you're going now,
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- I dare do the pre-life oration.
- Cut it short.
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Since Adam and Eve, 80 billion people have walked the world.
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Man's history is the history of the dead.
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- Nonsense.
- It's a history of war...
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interrupted only to think up new weapons
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or to clean the old ones.
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The 20th century is the culmination of evil.
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- Never say that again.
- Shut up.
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Dear Professor...
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everything you died of is waiting for you.
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You're leaving us after a short death.
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May your life be easy.
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Just you ring the bell, you fuckwit.
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I'll get the buttons.
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Will you do his shoes?
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- What are you doing?
- My hands are shaking...
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I can't tie them up.
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- Simeon...
- Yes?
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Haven't you been a bit hasty?
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Angelina...
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- Angelina!
- Be quiet.
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Come.
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Come here.
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- Pardon me?
- When did I die?
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You're not...
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You're alive!
Angelina, the professor's alive.
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Wait.
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- Tell me when I died.
- It was today at noon.
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Is there any yogurt?
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Anybody coming with me?
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Doctor...
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Yes? Did you want something?
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Coming with me?
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What did I tell you when you asked me to go to war?
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You said you didn't like adventurists.
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Armed adventurists, Major?
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You think the same now.
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Yes, I think the same before and after death.
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And you?
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Let's go, comrades.
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I'm coming too, Dad.
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Maybe there's a bar down there.
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- Where's my son?
- He's here.
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Simeon, call Ivan.
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Where are my finds?
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- The professor will kill you.
- Piss off.
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Excuse me, where's...
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Out!
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- Who's calling for me?
- Who? Your father, of course.
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Father... my father?
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Yes, he's calling you to come at once.
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Comrade, we'd like to cross.
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You can't. I take people only in one direction.
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- Good stuff. Is it homemade?
- Don't know.
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It's from the one with the steering wheel.
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Drink isn't allowed across.
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Papa.
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Where are my finds?
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- Here.
- Where?
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- Where are they?
- In the yard.
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Who told you to throw them out?
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- You've sold my house.
- I haven't.
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Yes, you have... it's my house.
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And I'll sell it.
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Your mother asked me to do it.
And I'll do it for her sake.
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She sends warm greetings, you undeserving son.
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- What mother?
- Do you have two mothers?
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Your mother, Milica.
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- Miso, were you with Milica?
- Yes, I was.
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- So how's sister?
- Well, and she greets you all.
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God, how beautiful she is...
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When I saw her
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I thought I was never worthy of such a beauty.
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Professor...
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Here I am again.
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- You refused to go to hospital.
- I refuse now too.
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We should find out what happened to you.
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Your father examined me and found I was in coma.
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My father examined you?
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Yes, you declared me dead, and he declared me alive.
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A little mistake, Doctor.
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Wait... you're saying you were with my father?
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Yes. He said it was a coma.
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My dear professor, the causes of coma are
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encephalitis, cerebral bleeding, thrombosis, brain tumor,
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uraemia, diabetic complications.
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That can only be diagnosed in the hospital.
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He said you should research coma and clinical death.
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They're the only link with the billions of absent people.
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That's what he wants.
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- Now he was a physician.
- Enough.
-
And he said, "Jelena, take care how you treat people."
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"They're leaving before their time."
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That's true.
-
My father told you that?
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This is unpleasant but I had to tell you.
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I promised them. I gave my word.
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Who to?
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All those I met at the Meeting Place.
-
Is that...
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- Wait, we came from there!
- Dad!
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What are we waiting for? They're all gone!
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- I also met your brother.
- My brother?
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Stevan Savski Keser.
-
- How's my brother?
- Not well.
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Not well.
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What's wrong with him?
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You know very well what's wrong with him.
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Simeon, my friend, you won't shave me anymore.
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Why?
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Because a man who betrays his own brother
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can't be my barber, let alone my friend.
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Did he beg you to hide him in your house, just till dawn?
-
- But...
- Be quiet while I'm speaking!
-
That man died that night because of you.
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Professor...
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That night the police broke my leg, injured my spine...
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Because of him, 26 years and 3 months I've been disabled.
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He was fighting his war.
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And I've fought my peace.
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Sonja!
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I don't know how to tell you... don't cry.
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There's no need to cry. Your brother will explain.
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She got the telegram. I don't know how to tell her.
-
Sonja, calm down.
-
Papa is alive.
-
No mistake. He was dead when we sent the telegram.
-
Now he's alive, eating soup... some peculiar after-effects.
-
- Want to speak to him?
- Dear Sonja...
-
Hello... Sonja, darling, how are you?
-
It was difficult, but as you can hear, I've pulled through.
-
Well... wait, don't cry.
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After-effects?
-
What after-effects? Ivan's talking nonsense.
-
Tell me, how are my grandchildren?
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Have they tanned in the Spanish sun?
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I can hardly wait to see you.
-
Listen, Sonja...
-
I've something important to tell you.
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I was with Mother. She sends all her love.
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She's your age now. You know?
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"What mother?" Your mother, Milica.
-
What's wrong with you? Forgotten your mother?
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I'll tell you everything when you come back home.
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But don't be long. Love you.
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Excuse us.
-
I hate it when a dog howls.
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Get lost, fuck you! Get lost!
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Cut the shits, Cat. Give us light.
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It's going! It's moving!
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Shut up and push!
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What else am I doing, fool?
-
Who are you calling a fool?
-
What did I say?
-
- Wait! Jam the stone in!
- Hold it down!
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Hello.
-
Good evening.
-
Hey, comrade, where are we?
-
- Where are you from?
- The Meeting Place.
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Are you from the area?
-
What's up?
-
- You look terrible.
- You should see yourself.
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Follow me.
-
My deceased brothers, I suggest we go back straight away.
-
Let's not scare people to death.
-
Couldn't we just peep at my son's wedding?
-
You know how long we can stay here.
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Till the first cockcrow, like all vampires.
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We've arrived.
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We're at home.
-
We've come home!
-
Boss, we've come to...
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Where are you, Miso?
-
We've just come from Gornja Dobrava,
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where we were collecting the rocks...
-
You've destroyed everything.
-
My whole life.
-
Must we go through the cemetery?
-
We might meet some vampires, eh?
-
Lepa, Lepa...
-
They took my accordion from here.
-
Oh dear, oh dear, I'm in big trouble.
-
They buried me with the homeless.
-
Not a trace, as if I'd never lived.
-
Dad... shall I sign in under you?
-
To spoil my image? Out of the question.
-
Then these four blokes came out of one tomb.
-
- From a tomb?
- Ask them if you like.
-
One in uniform, carrying a long gun.
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Another was all white like a baker.
-
- Like a baker?
- Yes, and bald.
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Neck this big.
-
Get out of here, you drunkards!
-
Go away! You're just scaring my guests!
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Music!
-
- Shitty neighborhood.
- Come on, we'll be late!
-
My name on a street like that! As if I were a war criminal.
-
Did I deserve this?
-
And the scum that survived occupied the center!
-
And shit to the heroes!
-
- Who should be quiet!
- Quiet, you'll wake them up.
-
Professor! Where have you been?
-
You criminals...
-
- Wait... aren't you...
- No, he isn't. Come on, Papa.
-
Because of you, son,
-
a fine young man hanged himself.
-
My friend and assistant Petar.
-
- How do you know?
- It's known.
-
He's just been brought to the hospital.
-
I was with him! I was with him as I'm with you now, Jelena.
-
I was with him, with your sister, your mother...
-
with your brother, Simeon, with Marko the baker...
-
I spoke to them.
-
They told me what's been tormenting them for years.
-
They're not at peace because of us, the living.
-
Lepa...
-
Lepa.
-
Lepa!
-
Marko.
-
Come to me, Lepa. It's hard without you.
-
What do you mean?
-
Get sick and die.
-
Whose accordion is this?
-
- Mine, sir.
- That's a lie, you thief.
-
- You stole it.
- I didn't!
-
It's not enough that you rob the living!
-
Now you're stealing from the dead too!
-
Even the dead can't have peace from you.
-
Bandits!
-
All of you are bandits!
-
I didn't know who I was living with...
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With thieves!
-
With perverts!
-
The cockcrow...
-
My condolences, Ivan.
-
- He's dead?
- Yes.
-
Thanks.
-
The cherry's blossoming
-
on the hillside.
-
The spring is getting ready
-
for a journey.
-
Nothing has changed
-
in my homeland.
-
Only I am
-
no longer there.
-
Everything's the same
-
in my homeland.
-
Only I'm no longer
-
there...
-
The green vine
-
is growing sturdy.
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All around
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the old home porch.
-
Everything's the same
-
as it was before.
-
Only I'm no longer
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there...
