All language subtitles for Tangerines.2013.1080p.YAS.Eng

Who are you?

What?

Come outside!

I'm asking, who are you?

Me?

Ivo.

And who are you?

Are you alone here?

Yes.

A Russian?

No, an Estonian.

What is an Estonian doing here?

This is my workshop.

What are the crates for?

Bombs?

No.

For tangerines.

If for tangerines, then it's fine.

Mmm-Hhh.

Okay.
Do you have any food?

We are hungry.

Food is in the house.
There.

Come on.
Let's go there.

Hop in the car.

Who do you have at home?

Nobody.

I live alone.

Come in.

Have a seat.

We'll sit, grandpa.
But, better pack the food.

We'll take it with us.

Okay.

And don't be greedy.

Look.

What a beautiful girl!

Yeah, a beauty.

Where is your family?

You don't have anyone?

They all went home
when the war broke out.

Home?
Where is that?

Estonia.

And why did you stay?

I didn't want to leave.

Your daughter?

Granddaughter.

And don't say anything about her.

Don't even think about it.

I didn't even plan to.

Ibrahim.

What's... that?

Food.

You are a good man, grandpa.

It's a shame that you're old.

It's a pity that
brave men like you get old.

So what's going on out there?

The war is getting intense?

Yes, old man.
You better leave to Estonia.

Not everyone are nice guys like us.

Does anyone live in these houses?

No, they're all empty.

There is only one guy
living near the plantation.

But he has nothing but tangerines.
I'm helping him.

We don't care about tangerines.

But the crate business
you have here is fine.

Good for you.
Well done!

Margus!

Margus!

Margus.

Margus!

Margus.

Yeah.

Wait a minute.

Who were they?

Some Caucasians.

They just wanted food.

- They didn't come to me.
- I know.

- Listen, did you get an agreement?
- Yeah.

- They promised to send, on the 7th,
- Hhh.

20 soldiers, for one day.

- Damn, one day's not enough.
- Of course not..

We'll pick as much as we can.
I already started.

Very well.

If we continue at the same pace,
we won't get anything out of here.

In a few days, there might be
an intensive battle over here.

Those two caucasians also said,
the war will be here soon.

My major told me the same.

If I make ten crates today,
we'll have 200. Will that be enough?

I don't know.
You decide.

But I think we would need another 50.

Alright.

Don't kill yourself with work.

There're still 5 days until the 7th.

The sooner, the better.

(The war news from the radio.)

Margus!

Margus!

Margus!

Yeah.

You didn't get shot?

No, I didn't.

What happened here?

I don't know.

This car drove by first,...

that one was chasing,...

shooting at the first car,...

which then hit the fence.

Now my fence is ruined.

I was up the tree...
I mean, hiding.

Then I saw someone shooting...

with some kind of a weapon...
bazooka, I guess.

Damn, it drives us crazy here.
What was it?

- Okay, calm down.
- Help!

He's wounded.

Go take a look at the van.

And be careful!

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

So how is it?

They're all dead.

Well, Georgian bastards,
where are you?

Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy.

How is it there in the heavens?

Sons of bitches!

Enough!

Don't shout, or you will die.

We barely managed
to stop the bleeding.

- But Ibrahim was killed?
- Start the car.

Those bastards killed him, right?

Yes.

We'll go and bury him now.

But you try to calm down.

We'll get a doctor for you.

And try to move less.

Be careful out there, grandpa.

Make sure there is nobody following you.

The georgian bastards might follow you.

Don't worry.
You just lay there quietly.

Give me my gun.

What for?

No one will come here.

Give it to me.
Anything can happen.

I told you, they won't come!

It's good.

Check their pockets.

Maybe you'll find some documents.

What for?

Their relatives may come looking.

We can take them
to their graves then.

You're right.

These Georgians are still boys.

Only this one is older.

Yeah.

Still boys.

- You know what?
- Huh?

Let's bury the Georgians together.

And the bearded one,
separately here.

Then we will know who is where.

Alright.

This Georgian is still alive.

Don't worry, it's us.

Who's that? Ibrahim?
Alive?

No, it's not Ibrahim.

Who is it then?

- Bring water in a bowl.
- Okay.

And a clean towel
from the kitchen cupboard.

There's a shell fragment
in his head.

We need Juhan now.

Otherwise, he won't survive.

The other one needs a doctor too.

Go bring Juhan here quickly.

And we need to tow the van away.

- It's easier with three of us.
- I have a good cable.

Wait!

Make sure he won't tell anyone.

To whom is he going to tell?
Everyone's gone.

How about his wife?

She's already in Estonia.

How are you?

Huh?
In pain?

Not too bad.

Thanks to Allah,
the pain is slightly less.

Who did you carry in?

A Georgian.
He is heavily wounded.

What?
Are you out of your fucking mind?

I'm going to kill him anyway.
Your effort was for nothing.

Alright, I apologise for that word.

But they killed my friend.

And you didn't kill two of his?

Or can't you count?

I should have killed three.

Anyway, I will fix that.

No point in treating him.

No point.

How is he?

The Chechen will be fine in a week.

But the Georgian, I don't know.

It depends on his body.

What shall we do with the fragment?

Make sure that
he gets the shots in time.

Don't worry.

- Why is he raving all the time?
- It's good that he's raving.

Maybe then, he will survive.

I will come back tomorrow,
the same time.

- Did he eat?
- A little bit. He's asleep now.

Shall we go?

Wait a moment.

I'll lock the Georgian's door.

We don't know what
the other lunatic might do.

Let's go!
Grab the wheel.

Turn the wheel to the right.

To the right!

Very good!

It's going!

Push, push, push!

I thought it would explode.

It explodes in the cinema.

Ah, the cinema is one big fraud.

How's it going?

Not bad.

I finished 20 crates.

You can take them.

You know...

These wounded men
will ruin our business.

So what shall I do now?

Kill them?

No, I didn't mean that.

I'm just saying.

Quit whining.

- How much did you pick?
- All yesterday's crates are full.

Very good.

- Did you drop by my house?
- Yes.

I brought the key.

Why didn't you leave it
under the stairs?

What if someone finds it?

Who's going to look for a key?

If they want,
they'll take down the door.

- How are they?
- The Chechen is well.

He ate all the food.
Seems to be recovering well.

And the Georgian?

Did you measure his temperature?

What's the point?

His head is all hot,
raving all the time.

Leave the key here.

Shall I help you
to carry the crates?

No need.
I'll manage.

Do your own things.

I went to check the van.

You can hardly see it from the road.

What were you thinking?

I will kill him anyway, grandpa.

Put him behind a thousand locks,...

I'll get revenge for my friend.

It's a holy thing for us.
You will never understand.

To kill a sleeping man,...

even if he's unconscious,...

is a holy thing as well?

I didn't know, really.

Then I'll kill him
when he can stand again.

It's going to rain.

No, it will not.

They'll be here soon.

"They" who?

Georgians.

Or Russians.

And tangerines
will remain on trees.

You know what they call this war?

The Citrus War.

Meaning?

Meaning who will get
my tangerines.

Come on.

They are fighting for the land.

Huh?
The land where my tangerines grow.

You have gone out of your mind
with your tangerines.

As soon as the tangerines are sold,
I'll go to Estonia.

It's free land now.

The Georgian came to.

Thank you.

Thank you for everything.

Try not to speak much.

My head is aching very much.

Don't worry.
I'll give you a shot.

And it will be better.

So, the bastard woke up?

Who's that?

Don't mind that.

He is crazy.

I'll kill him anyway, grandpa.

Listen to me.

No one can kill anyone in my house,
unless I want it to happen.

But if you still want to do it,

then you'll have to kill me first.

Come on, grandpa.

You saved my life.

You heard what I said.

Well, then.

I give you my word that
I won't kill him in your house.

But as soon as he goes out,
I'll do my thing.

I'm hoping to see you in Estonia.

- When will you leave?
- A car will pick me up in the morning.

- Be careful then.
- Don't worry.

Half an hour to the airport,
and from there, it's practically home.

God will guide me.

What are you doing here?

Sell your tangerines
and come home.

The previous life has gone.

That's it.
The end.

You know very well
why I'm staying.

You better think about
your granddaughter.

Mari is fine.

I don't worry about her.

Juhan?

Thank you.

The medicine is in the drawer.

I left the instructions of
how to administer it there, too.

Take care.

Up already?

I'm feeling better.

I got tired of laying.

I see that my clothes fit you well.

Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy!

You have to eat a lot.

To recover your strength.

I'm not hungry.

I'm telling you, eat!

Do you want tea?

Yes.

Thank you for saving me.

You're welcome.

Eat.

I apologise once more for
the bad word I said back then.

I was angry.

But normally, we respect older people.

A lot.

Apology accepted.

Is your wound still painful?

Not much.

Where did you bury my friend?

In the woods.

What's your name?

Ahmed.

But you are not interested
in my name?

I am.

I'm Ivo.

I'm a Chechen, a soldier.

A mercenary?

Yes.

Understood.

Do you have any family?

Yes.

They are the reason why
I went to war.

I'm paid well.

You went to war because of them?

Don't start preaching me.

I told you that I respect old people.
But it's none of your business.

Not your business, Ivo.

You are right.

I'm Ivo.

Ivo...

Where's my gun?

In a safe place.

When you're better, I'll give it back.
Even trophy guns of the Georgians.

Those are yours, too, right?

I would like to ask you something.

Ask then.

I have to tell you,
if I give my word of honour,

- I rather die than break it.
- Right. I'm like that, too.

That means I don't have to lock
this door anymore?

Listen, Ivo.

You, an Estonian, would rather die
than break the word of honor.

You are asking me, a Caucasian,
a mountaineer, if I will keep mine?

For us, it means everything.

I promised not to kill in your house,
that means, I won't.

Very well.

But an Estonian or a Caucasian,
there is no difference.

Ivo?

Why didn't you leave for Estonia?

But it's none of your business.

Young man.

Our work is completely pointless,
if we won't get any help.

I only managed to pick
two crates this time.

I can't pick any more.

If the help doesn't arrive tomorrow,
we are screwed.

What did the major
exactly tell you?

That they'll come.

If nothing happens.

Yeah, if nothing happens.

Unless they are sent somewhere else.
But, they won't be.

They've been guarding
the entrance for two weeks.

Why should anything
happen tomorrow?

I don't know.

It sure would be strange

if soldiers were to pick
tangerines in the middle of the war.

You are strange.

The major promised.

Well, God help us.

I'm hoping too.

Don't worry, Ivo.

I really believe they will come.

(War news from the radio.)

Easy, easy.

No hurry.

Uh-huh.

Good boy.

Okay.

Sit down.

Thank you.

How are you feeling?

My head is still spinning a bit.

That's nothing.

We found this in your head.

And these in your pockets.

- Do you want tea?
- Yes.

Ahmed!

Drink up your tea.

Or it will cool down.

Okay then, enemies.

He's Ahmed.

And he's Nike.

Pleased to meet you.

You know, Georgian.

You may know already that
there is no reason to be afraid.

I have promised to our life-saver
not to kill you in his house.

So if you want to live,
don't go outside.

Don't even put your head out of the window,
or I will chop it off at once.

But can he pee out the window?

Enough!

Enough.

Forgive me, Ivo.

So they didn't come?

Want some tea?

Well, don't worry
about the tangerines.

It's idiotic anyway to start
a tangerine business in wartime.

Does he happen to be
your relative by any chance?

Margus!

Margus!

Margus!

Come in.

Why are you standing there?

I don't know.

I thought you got mad at me.

Forget it.

Come in.

Let's sit outside.

The weather is nice.

I don't want to leave them
alone for too long.

Aren't you afraid that
they will kill each other?

Nah-ah.

The Chechen gave his word.

And you believe him?

I do.

And the Georgian?

Him, too.

Well, since you have their word...

Don't be surprised.

There still are people
who keep their word.

And both of them are in your house?

Leave it alone.

Maybe you want to move
one of them to my place?

Nah-ah.

The skirmish took place
at your gate.

They broke your fence.

You can see the van from
your house, and so on.

- It's safer at my place.
- Yes.

Quite right.

Come to my place this evening.

The boys will retire early.

Let's have some drink.

Okay.

So, this evening then?

Don't get mad at me...

but maybe,
you'll go to Estonia with me?

Ivo, maybe we could find
another melody?

This one drives me crazy.

But I like it.
I'm listening.

But what sort of music
do you like, Georgian?

I don't like this one.

Georgian music?

I like Georgian music.

And Georgian land, too?

Where's the Georgian land?

Here is the Georgian land.

The one you are sitting on,
is Georgian land.

You're sitting on Georgian land.

No, I'm sitting on an Estonian chair.

Very funny.

Yes, on an Estonian chair
standing in an Estonian house,

that's standing on
an Abkhazian land.

Listen, did you go to school at all?

Do you have schools?

What?

I'm asking if you even have schools.

What are you smirking at, alien?
What have you lost here in Georgia?

I'm here to protect a tiny nation
from evil aliens like you!

It seems that you really
don't have schools there.

You don't understand anything.
You don't know anything.

Have you studied history?

Haven't read any books?

I'm not going to be offended by you.
I don't care what you're blabbering.

You are safe here.
Blabber all you want.

- Ok, let's go outside right now!
- You can't even walk!

I could even kill you with a rag.
That wouldn't be very manly.

Recover first, then we'll see
what'll happen to you.

You son of a bitch!

Don't brag if you're not good for it!

Fucking maggot!

Get out of my country, you bastard!

I'm telling you, you idiot.

this is not Georgian land!

Go ahead, sleep.
You don't have much time left.

Enough, Ahmed!

I'm sorry, Ivo.

But will you tell him
to shut up, too?

You will be shut up soon!

Slowly...

Good morning, Ivo!

Good morning.

How are you?

Getting better.

That's good that you are getting better.

And where's your enemy?
Still sleeping?

No, the enemy's not sleeping.
Good morning.

How's your head?

Pain is almost gone if I'm standing.

It's difficult to lie down.

Maybe you can do like a horse.

Sleep on your feet.

Am I talking to you?

Do horses talk at all?

What a humour!

It suits your intelligence level.

Ok, I'll behave.

Do you want tea?

Yes.

Shall I pour it for you, brother?

On your head?

You can try, you bastard.

Not again.

Thank you.

Ivo?

Is this your daughter?

No.

His granddaughter.

What's her name?

It's not your business.

There are cars approaching.

Ahmed, they are Abkhazians.

If they enter,
will you give him away?

Of course not.
I have to kill him myself.

Good.

Then we'll tell them he's Ibrahim.
And you killed all the Georgians.

You're not asking me?
Ivo, give me my gun!

Quit your foolish talk.

You can't speak because
you have a serious headwound.

You will sit silently.

Do you know why
you have to be silent?

Because first, they will shoot me.

Even if anyone curses Georgians,
you will stay quiet.

So, he can't talk
after getting wounded.

- Hello, Ivo.
- Hello, Aslan.

- Listen.
- Huh?

We saw a van over there in a chasm
near Margus' plantation.

It's a Georgian van.

And there is a car here
at your place.

Oh, Margus.
You're here.

So what happened?

Where are the Georgians?

All dead.

The Chechens killed them.

But we rescued two Chechens.

They are here, wounded.

In your house?

Come on in,
I'll introduce you.

Yes, I would shake their hands.

Come in.

Here you are.

Sit, don't get up, brother,
you're wounded.

I'll live.

- Aslan.
- Ahmed.

Aslan.

He's Ibrahim,
but he can't talk.

He got wounded in his head.

Well, I'll be...

Those damn bastards.

Fuck 'em.

How is this possible?

He got wounded in his head
and his tongue doesn't work?

Strange.

You fool.

A brick fell on my neighbour's head,

and his legs stopped moving.

There are spots in your head
that control all parts of your body.

For example, here can be
the spot for the legs,

and here, one for hands.
Get it?

He didn't get a damn thing!

I have good vodka.

Sit down.

No, Ivo.
We're off to the frontline.

They say it's
total mayhem there.

- And what will happen next?
- We'll flush the fuckers away.

- You doubt it?
- No, Aslan. Of course not.

These guys will help.

How many Georgians were there?

Three.

They saw us on the road...

and started to shooting at once.

We turned around, they followed.

Then Ibrahim got shot in his head,
our car rammed a fence

and drove into the plantation.

I managed to hit
the bull's-eye with a bazooka.

Well done, Ahmed.

The bodies are in the van?

No.

We buried them in the woods.

Throwing them out on a road like dogs
would have been right for them.

Come now, Aslan.
They're humans too, young ones.

Fine, so be it.

You get well.

Most important is that
you could start talking again.

As soon as we feel strong enough,
we'll join you.

Thank you, Ahmed.
We're brothers.

Aslan...

Do something good.

I know it's a bad time,

but Margus is about to lose
a huge crop of tangerines.

A major here promised
to send people here, but he couldn't.

Maybe you can help.
We'll share the money afterwards.

- How many people do you need?
- 30 maybe, 40 would be better.

No problem.

Day after tomorrow,
the people will be here.

We'll stay by the river
for three days.

And money is not needed.

A few crates of tangerines will do.

Thank you, Aslan.
We'll be waiting.

Day after tomorrow.
I give you my word.

Look, Ahmed.
The Georgian is outside.

You want to kill him?

I don't feel like killing him today.

Margus!

Aslan promised to send
40 men the day after tomorrow!

This is very good.

Coals only, Margus.
No flame.

Yes, I know.

Are you cold?

Want a jacket?

No, thanks, Ivo.
I'm not.

What are you planning to do
after you fuller recover?

Back to war?

- You don't know?
- I do.

So, everything's ready.

Hmm!
Taste it and tell me...

if you had anything like this before?

We'll try.

Like we have never eaten it before.

Try first, then talk.

Delicious.

You, Georgians, don't know
how to make shashlik.

You think you can,
as well as everything else.

Everything else?

What is it then we can't do?

Many things.

Like what?

Mmm.

For example,
you don't know how to fight.

At all.

Laugh all you want.

You don't know how,
but still you are fighting.

And lose every time.
And that's funny.

That's a lot of crap!

I'm telling you,
you are uneducated.

- You know nothing about history.
- That doesn't change a thing.

Can't make shashlik, can't fight.
That's a fact.

I'll show you what I can do.

Go ahead,
kill me as you promised.

We're not in the house.

Go ahead, try it.

You'll see what a Georgian is capable of!

Try it.

Alright.
Let's see.

Calm down!

Sit down.

Sit!

Enough of this.

Otherwise, I will honestly kill you
the same way I saved you.

What is it with you, guys?

Kill you, kill you...

Who gave you the right for that?

Who?

The war.

Moron!

Shall I pour you?

Go ahead.

Not for you yet.

You're sick.

Well, symbolically.

I don't drink at all.
Don't pour me any.

What shall we drink to?

To death!

Go ahead, Margus.

I...

I can't drink to death.

Why?

It's their own mother.

They are the children of death.

I'm sorry, Ivo.

In the name of Allah,
it will not happen again.

What does it matter where
you will kill each other?

Here or somewhere else.

You recover,
go back to the front,...

and kill there.

It's silly to make you sit
at the same table.

I'll drink to life.

No.

To death.

I proposed a toast to death!

Margus?
- Yes.

Did you solve
your tangerine problem?

Yes.

I'm probably annoying you all
with my tangerines.

Not at all.

You see?

It's not all about money.

Although, it's big money.

It's just that...
a beautiful crop like this will perish.

A pity!

Well, we can help you.

Yes.

Don't bother.
I have plenty of helpers anyway.

Let's check on Ivo.
He probably felt offended.

Ivo's not offended.
Ivo is pissing.

They probably bombed Aslan
by the river.

Perhaps you should eat something.

- Good morning!
- Morning.

Hello, Ivo.

Hello.

I'd like to give you some money,
so you could go back to Estonia.

What are you talking about?

I can't take that sort of money.

What sort?

That sort.

I'm a mercenary,
this is my pay.

We honour the Christian religion.

We honour other religions, too.

But why are you suddenly talking
about religion anyway?

No reason.

Who were the other Georgians,
to you?

Why are you asking?

I'm just curious.

Not very close friends.
We met here.

But they were good guys.

Ibrahim was like a brother to me.
We grew up together.

I'm sorry.

We need some firewood.
I'll bring it.

Sit down.
Let me do it.

No, I'll do it.

I'll take a little walk, too.

I'm also sorry that
your copatriots were killed.

Good guys.

You could have taken it.
He meant it from his heart.

I'll go help him.

Let me help you.

No, I need exercise.

You're looking at the picture
of my granddaughter awfully often.

Why?

No, I'm not.
You're wrong.

No, you are looking.

To be honest,
she's very pretty.

I don't seem to be able
to keep my eyes off her.

Forgive me, Ivo.

She's even prettier in person.

Her name is Mari.

She means everything to me.

Mari lives in Estonia?

She used to live in this house.

She left with the others,
when war broke out here.

Why didn't you leave?

It's hard to leave this place?

You love it here?

I love it.

And I hate it.

Do you have a family?

Just my mother.

My father died ten years ago.

- Brothers, sisters?
- No, I'm the only child.

And what were you doing
in peacetime?

I'm an actor.
I play in a theatre.

Really?

In cinema, too?

Rarely.

They almost don't make films
over here anymore.

No money.

And then decided to go to war.

Yeah.

I felt obliged to and went.

I didn't even tell my mother.

When the war is over,...

I'll come back to Tbilisi
to see your acting.

And then we'll sit down...

and remember these days.

And remember Ahmed.

No, Ahmed will be there with me.

And he will applaude for you.

Come here!

You!

Don't show yourself!
Sit quietly!

Where are the guns?

There, under the bed.
But don't touch them.

What are you fucking smirking at?

Georgian?

No, I'm not Georgian.

- Are you sure?
- He's one of your guys.

Stay there, old man!

I'm a Chechen.

Then say something in Chechen!

I'm a Chechen.

I came to fight on your side,
was wounded...

and he has been helping me to heal.

Comrade officer...

I know your major.

Be quiet.

Are you stupid or what?

Say something in Chechen!

Say something, motherfucker!

And what does that mean?

No, he's Georgian alright.

You're deaf or what?

It's 'motherfucker' in Chechen.

- Fucking shoot him!
- Don't, he is one of us!

I told you to shut up!
Execute my command!

- Captain, maybe he is ours?
- I don't...!

Nika, throw me a gun!

Cover me!

That's it, Nika, that's it!

They're all dead.

Margus!

Motherfucker...

Finished?

Yes.

There's only this cross of yours left.

Like this?

Yeah.

And Nika?

We'll bury him somewhere else.

Where?

Beside my son.

How did he die?

He was killed when the war started.

By whom?

God knows.

He went to the war
right in the beginning.

To protect our land, he said.

I tried to talk him out of it,...

explaining to him that
it's nobody's war.

But he wouldn't listen.

So the Georgians killed him.

Yes.

But what difference does it make?

How's that?

You buried a Georgian
next to your son.

Ahmed, does it make
any difference?

Answer me!

No, it doesn't.

So, are you going straight home?

I miss my family.

Ivo, tell me...

If I would have been killed
instead of Nika,...

would you have buried me
next to your son, too?

Yes.

A bit farther away though.

I really don't know
how to thank you.

Just go!
I don't like farewells.