All language subtitles for Dobro ustimani mrtvaci.ENG

WELL TEMPERED CORPSES

You fucking with me, Safet?

Risto, give me a break, please.

You've been fucking me with
these tapestries for 5 years.

Horses at a watering place,

Quattro Stagioni,
Ship in a Bottle.

Ship in a Storm, you
stupid unlettered peasant.

And you are as
smart as a curator.

We're not working in
a museum, but in a morgue.

If you don't like it,
kiss it and leave it.

Where the hell should I go?

To your family in Serbia?

It's great prosperity there,
rich life, famous brands:

Nike, Marlboro, Levis...

- Safet, child of fetus?
- Fetus.

All you need is
to start cloning people.

Risto, don't babble.

Who's babbling, man?
I'm just trying to open your eyes.

Take a look at your countrymen,
start up some business.

Money change, geld wechsel,
cambio valute...

Get brother Risto in, as well.

Fuck it.
Like talking to the wall.

You'll die with this Willer.

I'm already over him.
Now, I'm an artist.

Excuse me, artist,
for not recognizing you.

You better get your money ready,
It's almost 1:00 PM

and we've only got one.
You're still three short.

I've been begging you
for months to start betting,

and that's how you thank me

for giving meaning
to your social life.

We've got some more work.
Three stiffs, fresh ones.

Excuse me artist, what time
did you say it was?

That's what you get
when you bet against a pro!

Safet, you fool from Serbia,
what was your bet, mate?

Artist, show me the
colour of money.

This one's the last!
You will not insult me any more!

Safet, watch!
Bosnian Bank of Risto.

I'm as full of money
as a ship... in a bottle.

- In a storm!
- Storm, bottle... Who cares?!

Look, I need a couple of
tapestries for living room.

One upright and the other flat.
Can we make a deal?

Risto, please,
get down to work!

Old Marxist doctrine tells us
that work made man

but leisure makes
a gentleman.

Gentleman Risto,
glad to meet you.

Just counting.
One, two, three, four...

Even in English there are four.

In German too!

Strange,
in all languages it's four!

Hurry up! Come!

83 kg. You gained weight
on your leave, ha?!

Next, please!

How about you?
Can't you see the cue?

Come on, Hikmet!

A bit more than 95 kilos.

We'll make it 100 kg,
to make the calculation easier.

Why don't you make it 90 kg,
to make it easier.

Do you have a problem Hikmet?
Don't interrupt me!

You are stopping me from concentrating.
Now I forgot!

A hundred kilos...
three pfennigs a kilo...

300 pfennigs each way...
there and back... 600 pfennigs.

Give me six marks.

Hurry up, Hikmet.
As you've never been here before!

You see people are waiting!

My name is Merima Kucuk,
and my dad calls me sonny Meri.

We got this tractor from
some Dutch humanitarians.

They are supposed to help
peasants in Bosnia, or so?!

They say they'll give us
everything,

we just have to work.

Dad took the tractor
and kept quiet.

He immediately knew
there'd be no ploughing.

No one goes to the field:
every square meter is mined!

You can't even spit
without setting of a mine.

Dad did some thinking.

The tractor was resting
for three months.

It was all dusty but
dad was still thinking.

It became rusty when dad
thought of something.

Trains haven't been
running for ten years

and dad founded a company
Kucuk-Vranduk Railways.

Kucuk is a surname,
Vranduk is a village.

The tracks were empty until
dad came up with something.

And, here we are: we leave
Vranduk at 6.00 AM

and back from Sarajevo at
1.00 PM. We don't earn much

but dad says we have somehow
broken even on the plus side.

My dad always had
a head for business.

Braco Hadzic.

A doctor.

One would say:
a tough guy!

See this behind me?
Envera Hadzic, my wife.

I've been waking up beside her
for more than 15 years now,

every morning asking myself:
what am I doing here?

I should divorce immediately.

Shouldn't have married
in the first place.

I was young, stupid and horny,

she was a student
from the provinces,

a nice piece of ass.
This is it, I reckoned!

And look at me now.

15 years!

It seems it was good for her.
As they say in "Remember Dolly Bell?" film:

Every day, in every way,
I'm getting better and better.

That's certainly her case.
Look at her now, a minister!

Yes, minister!
Can you imagine that?

Fuck such a country!
That's why we are where we are.

I thought up the perfect murder,

like in films, you know...

She falls off a cliff, unclear
circumstances, no witnesses.

I'd have a perfect alibi -
doctor on duty.

But I don't have the balls to do it.

If something would hit her
on the head, at least.

A flower pot, an icicle
or an asteroid...

Just to set me free.

My name is Dario Gospodnetic.

I'm chief of stuff
of the Minister of traffic.

An economist by profession.
After graduation,

I went to Leiden, Netherlands
for my postgraduate studies.

From time to time I used
to make a trip to Amsterdam.

There, I once met a guy
who's now on the car horn.

Rijad Cengic, great guy!
An architect. Hello, grandma.

He came to Amsterdam
for a week,

met me and stayed for a year.

We came to Sarajevo because job
in Ministry was waiting for me.

From an emigrant's point
of view the return is always...

For Rijad things were better
there, he'd return gladly.

He isn't happy here.
He only managed to get a job

in a design office
as an ordinary draughtsman.

The boss is an idiot.

He doesn't even let him
design a garage.

And all that for 400 marks.

Slowly, slowly.

You morons.
You'll kill a man!

Let's go once again.

Let me explain two things:

The first is the GOLF
you've seen. Diesel GOLF.

The second one is the
picture on the wall.

The picture and the GOLF
share a similarity.

How? Like this:

My husband Srecko,
who you'll meet later on,

took the engine from the
GOLF and makes a plane.

Why? Our daughter Franka
has been living in New York

for over ten years now.

You can't get to New York
by GOLF, but by plane...

I'm crazy, I forgot
to introduce myself.

My name is Maria Piplica,
Srecko's wife.

Srecko, two Turkish coffees
coming down. Stronger!

Roger.

- Sonny Meri, warm up the locomotive.
- Understand!

Oh, good morning, Mr. Ferid.
Did you sleep well?

We shan't weight you.
RTU Kucuk-Vranduk always has

a free seat for a gentleman
like you. VIP lounge.

No, thanks.
I'll pay like every one else.

We won't go bust
because of one ticket.

You're not just anyone to me!
How's your old mom?

- Well, she died two months ago.
- Did she? Terrible...

This business, the stress...
Please, the VIP lounge.

Ruzdija, hurry.
We'll be late starting.

Don't you meddle
in the timetable, Hikmet.

Next, please.

What are you waiting for, doc?
We'll be late because of you.

Mr. Rudzija,
could I buy a monthly ticket?

I've enrolled for a higher
degree in Sarajevo.

- What degree?
- A master's degree in ungulates.

But I have to travel every day.

- Could I get a monthly ticket?
- Are you messing with me?

Everyone in Vranduk knows that
you tend to put on weight!

Even during the war
you didn't lose any!

I give you a monthly rate,
and you're 10 kg heavier overnight.

Don't say a word.
Step on the scales.

You think I am a fool
or what?

Let me see... Five marks.

How come it's five today?
It was four yesterday.

See? And you want a monthly?
You gain by the hour!

- By the minute, dad.
- That's right, sonny.

He'll need a weight check
this afternoon in Sarajevo!

What are you waiting for?
Give me the money, man.

- I'll have an M.A. with
or without monthly. - Next!

God have mercy on us.
Just as if we were livestock.

Don't nag, Tidza.

Five forty.

You charge me even for
the return of the chickens

that I'll, God willing,
sell in Sarajevo.

- Sell or not, it's 5.40.
- It's a daylight robbery.

You charged man a return ticket
even if he stays in Sarajevo.

- You cheated Hikmet for 5 kilos.
- Easy, Tidza!

You refused to give
the doctor a monthly ticket.

You think Tidza is blind?
I see what's going on!

- Tidza sees all!
- You see, huh? - I see!

Now you're going nowhere.
Take the bus. Let me see

whether they'll drive you to
Sarajevo with all that cattle.

Get off those scales!

- And it's three times as expensive, dad!
- Yes, sonny!

Let her take the bus so
she'll see who Rudzija is!

That's what you mean?
That Tidza's dumb?

People, do you see that?
Will anyone help poor Tidza?

- I told you, catch the bus!
- Let her on. It's sawab!

I'm doing this
only because of him.

The money!

- Five?
- Five forty.

And don't say a word!

Oh, here you are, mister.
No pondering for you.

10 marks.

Here you are!

Are you sane? Chickens
in the VIP? Get out of there!

She fucks you around,
you let her on and she goes straight

to the VIP with the chickens.
No one does that!

Sonny Meri, let's go.
We don't wait for anyone.

We keep better time
than the Swedes.

You mean the Swiss?
They're the ones who are never late.

And the Swedes are running late?

- Don't give me that shit, Sead.
- That's right, dad.

- Boy, where's your dad?
- Taking a shit!

Taking a shit?
We're off.

- Dad, Ruzdija is off!
- Sonny Meri, let's go.

Ruzdija, wait!
I bought the ticket!

Braco, did you pay the
loan installment yesterday?

- You forgot to give me money.
- This should cover it.

With the change buy yourself
"Animal kingdom" pictures.

What are you doing? Would you
like to destroy 1000 marks?

- Where does one keeps money?
- In a wallet.

- Go and put it in the wallet.
- I was thinking of coffee first.

Put the money away first
and then think later!

Look, an idiot hits his own
wife on the head with an axe!

Where's that coffee?

M.S.(40) killed his wife
D.S.(41) as she slept.

The murder took place
in a family house,

in which the couple
had been living for 15 years.

All who knew him are astonished,

since he was a spit image
of a husband and a neighbour.

The world's full of maniacs.

And here's an article about me.

Read it so I can hear
what I said.

According to her, a successful
macro-economic policy is based

on mutual confidence between
investors and end-users.

In certain areas that
confidence is much greater,

due to the latest events,
emphasized minister Hadzic.

- Well?
- Well what?

Keep reading.

- That's all.
- What do you mean?

That's all. Have a look.

These journalists!

That's why this country's
in such a mess.

I spoke for 45 minutes,
d'you understand?

Go on, read it again.

According to her...

Every early morning paper
reading to mum, ha?

Girl, you should be more careful
how you treat your father.

You should be more careful
how you treat my father!

Did you hear this?
It's all your fault.

And you know
why it's your fault?

Because you're
a waverer and a wimp.

You need a firm hand
to bring up children.

God forbid he should have
a firm hand, too.

Yours can cover the whole region.

Why don't you give such
an answers in school?

Leave my school alone.
I'm not Braco.

Braco, what have you got
to say about this?

- She's not that bad in school.
- Who asked you that?!

Envera... Mum, the money
you promised me...

Leave my wallet alone.
I'm not Braco.

Well dad,
sometimes I feel sorry for you,

but sometimes I think you
don't deserve any better.

Alma, let me alone, please!

Actually, it's not her
that's to blame, it's you.

You let her go on like that.

She squashes you like an insect!

Do you have any personality
at all?

Oh God. I have her
personality. Happy now?

- How much money do you need?
- Wow, where did you get money?

How much money you need?

At least fifty,
a hundred would do.

Pay the loan installment
and keep the change.

As if you don't know that creep
has a grudge on me.

- He just waits for a reason to fire me.
- What a shame!

Are you designing bob-sleigh
course for the Olympics?

It's the only job I've got.

Then you could at least change
clothes after five days!

Well, you change it
five times a day.

You could cut down smoking.
The car smells terrible.

Police will arrest us.
This isn't Amsterdam.

Exactly. This is not Amsterdam
but last Balkan shithole.

If it weren't for your job,
we'd still be in Amsterdam.

What's the matter with you?
What have I done to you?

Well, you started this.

I came here because of you.

DON GUIDO plays in FIS tonight.

You're going
to Zagreb tomorrow?

I'll be back in two days.

- Tonight?
- Well, we'll see.

Are you crazy?
We'll get beaten!

This is Sarajevo, not Amsterdam!

That's the problem.

Diesel. How can diesel fly,
dear Srecko?

Do you hear it, Zaim?
Purrs like a pussy.

I hear it,
but you don't hear me!

I say one thing, you something else.
For a whole year now!

The neighbours
will be here soon.

We'll get it up to the roof.

I'll be in the air by noon...
and in the history.

Mind you don't end up
in a hospital by noon.

In a month, when the engine's
well tempered, God willing,

I'll fly across the Atlantic,
just like that Lindbergh,

to visit my daughter
in America.

I haven't seen her
in ten years!

It was a war and she went
there as a refugee.

I know, but you better don't die
before you see her again.

The girl will come back,
if God wishes so,

she is not the problem.
This pile of junk is.

- How will this fly?
- If you talk to me like that,

imagine what Lindbergh
had to listen.

Sit, let's have a coffee
in peace.

Listen to me!

Dear passengers, welcome
aboard Vranduk-Sarajevo line.

Our journey will take 43 min
at 27 km/ph.

The weather is so...
So.

In case of rain or any other tempest,
I draw your attention

to two boxes under your seats.

In the A box you'll find
a raincoat which we put on

like this. Watch.

Firstly hand A,
then hand B.

There, two hands.

B box contains an M70 umbrella
which opens like this.

Semi-automatic.

Tunnel ahead.
Close your eyes. Now!

Open your eyes. Now!

Mr. Hikmet, does this cheese
stinks even when you eat it?

Quiet, Sead.

Come on, please. We don't have to
listen to the same story every morning.

Mind it's not the last morning
you hear it, Sead.

Where was I?

After rain or any other tempest...

Yes, after rain or any
other tempest,

please return
everything as you found it.

Or else you'll be excluded
from our passenger service.

In other words, you'll walk.

On behalf of our company,
I wish you a pleasant trip.

- Good morning. - What's up?
- Morning. Nothing big.

At noon you have
a meeting with EU.

- I know. What else?
- A massage at 1:00 PM.

- Should I reschedule the massage?
- Reschedule the EU.

Joke. I'll be quick, we've
been preparing for two months.

- And?
- TV show at 8:30 PM.

- Don't forget to tape it for me.
- I won't.

Today's newspapers.
There's a short piece on you.

I'm not interested.
They make the country what it is.

I hope you didn't forget-
we travel to Zagreb tomorrow.

We'll have to go by plane.
Where are all the trains?

You have a great opportunity
to discuss that with the EU.

If it was up to me,
we'd go by train long ago.

- I'm afraid of flying.
- But, Srecko Piplica is not.

- Fruit cup.
- What Srecko?

That boring man who's
constructing a diesel plane.

Will that idiot really fly?

Diesel hasn't flown yet...
But here, anything is possible.

This is no weather for flying.
Some sunshine some rain.

- Only snow is missing.
- You just stay calm.

- Srecko knows what he does.
- Lightning will strike you.

Listen to me:

A cold, dry front from
the Urals

will weaken the humid
anticyclone front

that has been the cause
for changeable weather.

It will be cloudy but stabile
and without precipitation.

That's morning's forecast.
If they are wrong, I am too.

OK. Even if there is no rain,

how are you going to get that
half-ton of iron up in the air?

If diesel was meant to fly

don't you think they
would've done it already?

Petrol couldn't fly either,
until someone made it.

Look, power of a piston engine
turns into the pulling power

needed to keep the airplane
in the air,

if the plane itself
is already in the air.

That's the catch.

To get past that critical
speed of the plane,

we have to go to the terrace.
Do you understand?

Once I'm shoved off the terrace,
I'm in the air.

That's, De facto,
take-off and landing strip.

Oh, will you then land on
the terrace?

What terrace?
I'm not that idiot.

That's us.
I take off from here.

I stay in the air for 17 minutes.

I daren't carry more fuel.

I fly and fly. See this plain?
That's where I land.

I've calculated everything.

You know me, I leave
nothing to coincidence.

Think about it one more time,
please Srecko.

Srecko, I've tested
the elevator. It works.

He tested it on me
and almost killed me.

Wow, it looks great.
1600 cc. GOLF's engine.

- Has it ever been in a crash?
- Not yet.

Lutvo, don't touch anything.
He'd break even a shovel.

- What do we do first, neighbor?
- Well, the time is the time!

- Let's get the engine out first.
- Come on and God bless!

Hallo intellectuals, come down!
Fuck your accordion!

Quickly!

Sorry to interrupt you.
Do you study courts?

- Law. I'm studying law.
- That's what I meant.

You know, I'm going to the
Ministry of Rails today.

I wrote a request to them.
Can I read it to you?

To give me an opinion.

It's very important to me,
you know.

Dear passengers, welcome...

It's not that.
Got mixed up.

Here it is.

Honoured comrades and ministers,

most of all I wish you
good health, luck

and business successes.

You know, I have to make
them soft in the beginning.

It's been three months
since I, Rudzija Kucuk,

with my daughter Merima,

have renewed the
Vranduk-Sarajevo rail line.

We have 13 standing places
and just as many seats,

which makes almost
more than 30 places.

The fact that I was first
to have renewed the line,

gives me the right to be
the first to apply for the

privatisation of this section
of 21,7 km or 43,4 km

in both directions.
I should be accurate, right?

For this purpose,
I'm offering you

30.000 certificates that me
and my daughter Merima have.

Excuse me, I don't know it
by heart.

Once we're out of the
Tunnel, I'll continue.

Close your eyes!

Open your eyes!
Listen.

This is not my final offer.
I leave opened the possibility

of a fair agreement.
Stay healthy and joyful,

manager of Vranduk-Kucuk
Railways, Rudzija Kucuk.

- Well?
- Well what?

The request, fuck it?

A, request? Great. Perfect.
But you should print it.

I should have what?

Well, you shouldn't write it by hand.

What was I supposed to
write it with? My foot?

Don't give me that shit, Ferid.

All I needed is rain.

Follow the instructions!

Put on the raincoats
and open the umbrellas!

This one's OK.
Hang on a moment.

What is this?
Where is the wall gone?

You move walls like
David Copperfield!

But, he's not that daft
to move a retaining wall.

This is a supporting wall!

The whole thing will collapse.

Well, well, we've got
another illusionist.

Only, you move time not
walls like your colleague.

But, I practice magic occasionally, too.

You used to have a job,
now you don't.

Pick up your stuff, I don't
want to see you here again.

Say hello to Dario for me.

QUEER

By 8.00 AM tomorrow,
I want to see

that wall back where
it belongs, clear?

See this computer?

Now you don't see it.

Neither that.

Take off your glasses!

Take them off or I will do it!

I should've beaten him up,
that fucking queer!

Close your umbrellas,
take off your raincoats.

Put everything
where you found it.

This could only happen here!
You pay expensive ticket

and get to Sarajevo
wet as a waterfall!

Close that umbrella, take off
your coat and don't bullshit!

You should be ashamed!

You rob us and then
you insult us as well!

Who robs you,
you fucking psycho?

Everyone knows who robs.
The one who's got all this.

Did you perhaps earn
all this honestly?

Eh, just let us have a proper train,

so we can travel like human
beings and not like cattle!

- Keep it calm, dad.
- You see these ten fingers?

I've earned all
with these fingers

and now I'm going to
strangle you with them.

I'm going to wring your neck
just like a chicken.

Like that hen of yours!

Where are you girl, for God sake?
We'll all get killed!

It seems I'm the most
competent person here.

You're scared, Ferid, or what?
Keep his head.

Slowly, slowly.
Put him in one position.

Get away, you fool.

Whatever you weighed,
you won't do it anymore.

Mr. Khoja, this is your case.

Miss Merima, please accept
my sincere condolences.

Your dad is dead.

Fuck you, idiot!
He dies all the time.

In ten minutes he'll
be back to himself again.

We'll get killed, people!
Locomotive is running by itself!

Look Miss, with 15 years of
experience as a veterinarian

I declare Ruzdija dead.

- 15 years!
- Yeah?

Shove them up your arse!

It's the 8th time this year.
We've organized two funerals.

He killed us financially.
Funerals are expensive today!

Once khoja read his prayers
he doesn't return money.

That he awoke
as if he didn't die,

khoja doesn't give a fuck.

Come on, who did ever
have two funerals?

We even bought him a burial plot.
A nice one, with a view.

I bought a tombstone
that I have to throw away.

It had the year he died
engraved on it - last year.

That's when he first died.
Then we didn't buy anymore.

They stopped his pension,
too, that time.

A dead man can't receive
his pension, they said.

He can eat but he can't
get his pension. Clever.

Afterwards, we took him
to the doctors.

They said,
dad's a phenomenon.

It was exactly as
if he'd died, but he hadn't.

The girl's under stress.
You don't lose father every day.

Today it's a bit longer.
Maybe he bloated.

We'll all die, people!

What's been going on,
sonny Meri?

Nothing, dad.

The one with the hens got you
mad and you died a little.

What's up Sead? You reckoned
Ruzdija'd snuffed it,

and went straight
into the VIP, ha?

Get lost to the first class!

- He really is a phenomenon.
- Get lost!

Thanks God he stopped it.
We could all get killed.

Leave the train.

Don't, Ruzdija. You won't leave
me in the wild!

Didn't you hear me?
Get off the train.

I won't die all over
again because of you.

Leave her on board, Ruzdija.
She paid the ticket.

Where is your ticket, Ferid?

Close the umbrella, take
off your coat and get out!

Don't! Don't you remember
when we were young?

Get out!

Sonny Meri, drive.

Tidza forgot her chickens.

- Srecko, shell I bring the
coffee now or later? - Now.

Make some lemonade, too.
Champagne on the terrace.

- Slowly, slowly.
- I didn't do anything.

You'd break a shovel! Hold it!
I'm holding everything!

You too. You never let
go of your accordion.

Why do you keep playing that
shit whole day? What's that?

- Russian anthem.
- What does it have to do with this?

What does an American have?

Who mentioned the American,
you moron.

- Play ours, at least!
- We don't have an anthem!

- Lutvo, it's your turn.
- Guys, let's do it slowly.

Three, four...

Yes, Srecko!
You're the man!

Neighbour,
what's that erecting?

It's my plane erecting,
neighbour Janka.

It's erecting, Janka.
Constantly erecting.

- Now, everything is ready.
- I'm not sure, Srecko.

Trains haven't been running
for ten years.

We have to ask why.

The problems didn't begin
with this government.

Mr. Sikirlic, ask yourself
what did we inherit

two years ago when I got
in charge of the Office.

There is no comparison
to what was two years ago

when you ran the Office,
Mr. Sikirlic.

Let's manner parliamentary.
Let Mrs. Hadzic finish.

We expect a contract
with our strategic partners

that will guarantee us
an easy transition.

The Office was opened
for fresh and new ideas.

No one can say that
he found a door closed.

I will not go into
details but I have to say:

in a tender, published back
in March this year,

we invited foreign investors
to bid their offers...

- What is it? - Hello, boss.
Hamo, from reception desk.

- What's the matter, Hamo?
- We have a problem, boss.

Some peasant wants to see you.

He says he wants to privatise
43 km of railway. -43.4.

I tried to explain to him
but he won't listen.

- Let me talk to her.
- What should I do?

- Hallo, what about I.D.?
- Youngster, I.D!

What rudeness!
I feel like beating him.

You youngster, get out.
My boss said so.

- How? - She doesn't have
time for this bullshit. Out!

But, I drive a train.

One would privatise the rails,
the other fly with diesel...

What a fucked up country.
God save us!

And to retain the
number of employees.

I can say that the bids
have what I've talked about.

- What is it now, Hamo?
- How did you know it's me?

What is it, Hamo?

The one that came to
privatise the railway...

What's with him?
Didn't I tell you to throw him out?

You did, boss. But, as we
tried to, he had a stroke.

- Heart?
- Yes, he died.

So, why are you calling me?
Call the ambulance!

Excuse me, boss.

I'm leaving.

Wait. Why aren't you at work now?

I don't have a job and
any fucking reason to stay here.

Calm down, Rijad.
Everything will be all right.

It'll be all right
as soon as I get away.

I've decided. If you want
to come with me, fine.

- If you don't, I'm sorry.
- OK, tell me all about it.

What are you doing with that joint?
Are you crazy?

- You want me to lose job, too?
- You call this a job?

Writing speeches for this cow,
keeping files on when she's at

hairdressers, chiropodists,
when she has her period?

- Is that what you call a job?
- You're going to far, Rijad.

Go home, calm down.
We'll talk it over this evening, OK?

I'm afraid, I haven't time.
I'm leaving tonight.

As for you,
just watch out for your job.

If you're still interested,
from tomorrow on

I'll be on our natural address.
In Amsterdam.

We'll have to repeat.

Ready? Action!

Dear friends and neighbours.
As you already know,

I've been working
for more than a year,

to crown my career as a
researcher and an innovator.

Modesty prevents me from
saying that after such a

project, all that's left is...
to become a legend.

- And an item in the obituaries.
- Don't tempt fate, Menso.

Ever since the times
of Icarus and Daedalus

man has dreamed of flying.

The Wright brothers made
the dream come true.

You must be wondering now
what I'm doing here?

I mean, when they already
succeeded with this.

Today,
on this historical day,

man will fly a diesel plane
for the first time.

For this purpose, to achieve
this historical goal,

I've constructed
this single-engine,

propeller-driven
piston-engined single-seater.

A diesel single-seater, SEVA!

Shall we have a quick shag?

SEVA is a landmark
in the theoretical basis

of aviation technology.

From now on, nothing will be
the same as before.

Just imagine the savings
to be made in propellant.

A ticket to New York won't
cost 1000 $ anymore,

but only 100 $.

And we all know
how this wretched war

forced so many children
to leave homes.

Our families are scattered
from Australia to America.

Thanks to SEVA, I'm already
packing my suitcase...

to visit my daughter.
We haven't seen her for 10 years.

- What was that, Fako?
- Where have you been, Rijad?

I've been calling you all day.

They came at 8.00 AM,
right after you left.

They broke down the door,
the police was also there.

They made an inventory
and ordered ejectment.

I told them, "Hold on,
he's young, an expert,

and a combatant. You can't
force him out just like that".

A guy from municipality said
that's the law.

He can file an appeal, but appeal doesn't
stay execution of the eviction notice.

What could I do? Sit down here
and look after your things.

That's good brandy.

It's all fucked up, man?

It couldn't have happened
in Tito's days.

You didn't dare look
a combatant in the eyes!

Not to mention to throw
him out like that?!

What did you fight for
for God's sake?

This brandy's fucking good.

That's one small flight for me

but one giant flight
for Bosnia.

Through development of the
SEVA, Bosnia will provide

the cheapest transoceanic
and charter flights.

Unfortunately, I don't see the
gentlemen from the Ministry.

- Fuck them!
- Calm down!

They can't be proud of that.

They can't say
they didn't know.

I've personally informed
Minister Hadzic several times.

As we all see,
we don't see her today.

It won't be any surprise
if tomorrow they are the first

to claim the credit
for the whole project.

My neighbour!
Neighbour!

Dario, come in.

Well, how about drink?

What happened?
Did you accept their demands?

I had to, Dario. Even that
was not easy to achieve.

Tell Mr. Jansen it was nice
doing business with him.

He was tough negotiator,
but nevertheless,

we are rather satisfied.

I hope the railway system
will get a worthy licensee.

Unfortunately,
I must leave you now.

My associates will
keep on working with you.

I'm already late for
important government meeting.

Take care of everything and
please keep things under control.

I'm afraid, everything
is already out of control.

Prepare the contract
and mind your own business!

Late for a massage, huh?

It must be said that behind
SEVA are only myself

and my lifetime's companion Maria.

Without her, none of this
would have been possible,

and I take this opportunity
to thank her.

Don't, please. I've nothing
to do with this.

But, the time is the time.

What's that?

So you don't get a cold.

He's got a third tonsil!

Srecko, If I were younger,
this would be a two-seater.

Well done, Zaim!

He just grabbed at his chest
and fell to the ground.

Boss, they took away that
peasant I bothered you about.

Whom, Hamo?

That man who wanted
to privatise the railways.

I'm having a bit of
lunch break, too.

She's a true patriot.
Would give her blood for Bosnia.

Shall we get to business?
Time is money.

I understand.
There's nothing more to do.

You two have already
cleared everything.

- I don't understand.
- Yes, you do!

From tomorrow on
I'll be on my right address.

- In Amsterdam.
- Dario, are you crazy?

What are you staring at?

You see, neighbour Janka!
It's erecting. Turn around.

- What you fucking want here?
- He's taking off.

Fuck such a fucker!

I practiced the song for you.

Thank you.

The idiot flies, man!

You came to see
how he'd crash.

Mrs. Maria,
my congratulations.

Well, he flew into the
Guinness Book of Records.

We deserved it.

GOLF's 1600 cc engine.
No wonder.

- Where did he disappear?
- Did he take a parachute, sir?

Easy now, don't panic.
Srecko has a strict plan.

He'll land on this plain
after 17 minutes.

Mrs. Maria,
don't you worry now.

It'd be a real waste of such
a well tempered engine.

Mother!

Franka!

Who gave you a driving
license, you cow?

- Eat shit!
- You too!

You should've taken him
straight to the cold storage!

I'll see what he wants,
you prepare this one.

Name: Uros. Why are you
grouching, old man?

Which year you were born?
Do they still live?

Doctor, I want to live.

You see, this one's 25
and doesn't want to,

although he could. He jumped
from a skyscraper, instead.

And that one's old
like a turtle

but still wants to live.

Why didn't you change,
for God sake?

- Doctor. - Say it. - Sign this
so I can take him downstairs.

Did I pay the last loan installment?

At least here she could
give me some peace.

Doctor, they brought
your wife.

She must be dead to come here.
I just got an SMS from her.

- She's seriously wounded.
- She? Impossible!

I don't know whether
you'll believe me,

but they say a plane hit her.

I just say what I heard.

- I'm as full of money as a ship in a bottle.
- In a storm!

Storm, bottle...
Who cares.

Look, I need a couple of
tapestries for living room.

One upright
and the other flat.

Could we
work something out?

Risto, please,
get down to work!

Old Marxist doctrine tells us
that work made man

but leisure makes
a gentleman.

Gentleman Risto, glad to meet you.

Just counting.
One, two, three, four...

Even in English there are four.

Even in German.
In all languages!

Hallo.

Neighbour, you look
like a speed-train hit you.

Safet! Do you know where
I got this banknote?

Don't make a fuss about it.

Do you know how it's called?

Easy business, but lucrative.

- Risto, give back my money.
- Are you went mad?

Can you tell me where
my wardrobe is?

I'm as cold as pussy.

Nice morgue. In Zenica...
it's as cold as in a grave.

Last time I almost caught
pneumonia. Nearly died.

- What time is it?
- Half past one.

Fuck it, I am late with my train.

It's not fair to the travellers.

You're really nice couple,
but I have to go.

Wait a second!
Where are you off to?

We've signed for you
and now you want to leave?

If they look and you aren't here,
it's Risto's fault.

They will say that Risto
got drunk and mislaid a corp.

You can't go until a doctor
pronounce you alive.

Risto, call a doctor.
You sit down.

What is to be pronounced?
I was wrongly accused of death.

I'm alive, you see!
Don't call, young man!

Risto, call.
You sit down.

Doctor, we have a dead man
who wants to go home.

I didn't doctor, I swear.
Just one beer.

Let me tell him. Doctor?
Why did you hang up?

I'm OK. This happens
to me all the time.

Today I've already died twice.

- Sonny Meri!
- Dad, you poor man!

- How's the train?
- How should it be?

You can't die twice a day,
it's bad for business.

- Do you hear? Twice!
- I told you, where he'd be!

- Welcome, Sead.
- Welcome, Ferid.

Who's revived? Where's the case?
Is this a fucking madhouse?

This one, doctor.
We didn't even touch him.

- He came back unchallenged.
- And that woman's body?

The one the plane hit her.
Is she all right?

- She's O.K. - I mean, is she still dead?
- I've checked.

She's a decent lady,
not like that cheater.

- Who is a cheater?!
- Easy, dad.

- Take off your clothes so I
can take a look. - No need to.

I'm alive. I should die this
instant if I'm not alive.

Dad's alive, doctor.
Today he already died once.

- Twice. - Yes, twice.
- Ask the veterinarian.

Yes, colleague,
I've had the same case.

This peasant from our village
is a mutant... a phenomenon.

Quiet in the morgue.

- Take off your clothes!
- Don't, people!

Don't, doctor. I might
even catch some disease.

- What a nice bike.
- This is the last warning!

I'm embarrassed
in front of my daughter.

- Leave it!
- Did you hear what he told you?

I'm as alive as never before.

That's your subjective opinion.
Now, we'll see

what the objective is.
What the stethoscope says.

He's alive.

What did I say?

Congratulations.

- Come with me so that I sign you out.
- Risto, the money.

Name Ruzdija, surname Kucuk.
What a surname.

Don't play stupid.
Give me back my money.

- Ruzdija Kucuk. - Yes.
- Give me your certificate.

Time of death...
What should I write?

Time of resuscitation.

I'm telling you for the last time.
Give me my money!

Who's the artist,
if it's not a secret?

- I'm the artist!
- Wait a bit, artist. Steady on.

He'll catch a decease and
we'll be to blame. Easy.

Don't easy me! Did the doctor
confirmed life? He did.

- Out with the money.
- Cause of death?

Life, fuck it!

You really are a pain. Here.

Here's the form for to get
that idiot off your backs.

You know accountants.

Bosnian tie, one piece.

A railroad whistle,
one piece.

If that female corpse
sits up, too...

I'm not saying she will,
but if by any chance...

- One more, guys.
- Are there any fucking survivors today?

Ruzdija, sign please.
Dismissed alive.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you again.

This is Uros.
He'll definitely not come back.

Give me the money.
There are four of them again.

No way.
The bet expired at 1.00 PM.

There should have
been four until then.

Come, Ruzdija,
we'll be late for departure.

Hikmet, leave the schedule alone.
Off to the station!

- And this one?
- He's late. He wasn't on the list.

- I shouldn't have given
you the money. -Why?

At 1 .00 PM there were four,
I've got the full list.

I'm not to blame since the
cheater changed his mind.

- Who's the cheater?
- It's not my fault.

How should I know the two
of you didn't have a deal?

- Who had a deal?
- Stop it, dad. You'll die again.

Excuse me. I can see
this is a legal matter.

This fellow is a law student.
He can explain it for you.

Explain it to the gentleman.
It's a case of a bet.

I don't know. A bet is a legal
category, but I have no facts.

Don't give us that shit, Ferid.

You know that Vranduk
gives excellent experts.

Come on, Ferid. Tell them.

I assume that while making
a bet you two didn't establish

Rebus sic tantibus - altered
circumstances alter the case.

Nor Pactus sunt servanda -
the case as agreed cannot be...

- Safet, do you get any of this?
- Not a thing.

So, since you have neither
Rebus nor Pactae

and you understand nothing
as well, the fairest is to

...split the money equally.
- Congratulations, Ferid.

Genius from Vranduk.

- Deal?
- Yeah.

Goodbye. We wait for no one.

- We're more punctual than the Germans.
- The Swedes, dad.

- You mean the Swiss?
- Sead, don't give me that shit!

This has been a shitty day.

- Let's drink something, we deserve it.
- We've earned it!

I bet ten marks we don't get more
than two tonight.

I bet there'll be at least three.

- We'll see!
- We'll see!

- A child or a fetus?
- A child, brother.

You fucking with me, Safet?