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Friends... Seeing is believing.

And you can actually see for yourself
why Luckies taste better.

Yes, you see with your own eyes
that Luckies are made better...

...to taste better.

Watch closely now and listen carefully...

Did you bring the stuff?

Yeah, I'm fine too. Thanks for asking.

Right, sorry.

So how's it going?

I never felt better, actually.

Atarax, 25 mg. For anxiety.

Just basic stuff, nothing complicated.
Don't mix it with alcohol.

It'll make you feel relaxed and drowsy.

Inderal, 10 mg, for heart palpitations.

Makes the heart beat slower
and pump less blood through your body.

Common side effects may include
nightmares and sleep problems.

-So nothing you're not used to already.
-Thanks.

Oxascand, 10 mg.

To treat severe anxiety.

When everything feels like shit
you take half a tablet.

Muscle relaxing and just sweet.

Reduce the usage gradually,
or the side effects get worse.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

Thanks.

Wait a minute.

I can't do this anymore.
I can't keep helping you.

I'm drained.

It hurts me to see you like this.

OK, I guess you'll have to avoid me then.

Did you know that a man who loses
his wife is called "widower"...

...and a woman who loses
her husband is called "widow".

A child who loses her parents
is called "orphan"...

...but there are no words
for a parent who loses her child.

That loss is so devastating
we don't even have a word for it.

MISSING

Turn off the engine.

Turn it off!

Turn off the engine and hand me the keys!

Is this what you came for?
To try to stop me?

Listen, I don't know what you're thinking,
but this won't end well.

Just look at yourself. You're losing it.

What the fuck are you doing?!

You've really lost it.
You've lost it completely!

He won't tell you anything,
no matter how much you beat him up

and then what do you do?

I don't care.
I know exactly what to do with him.

Let's go home...and just forget about this.

-Get out of the car. Go home.
-Let the police deal with it!

Call Nikola!

Get out. Go home.

Get out of the car!

Close it.

Close the door!

I'm sorry I'm late.

-I don't think you should smoke here.
-Right, me neither.

But thanks for coming.
I know you didn't want to.

You're welcome.

Good idea, let some light in.

-Nice old theater, right?
-Yeah, really nice...

I'm happy you're here.

Well, at least someone's happy.

-She can't smoke in here.
-No, I'm aware of that.

Don't worry. Let us do our job
and you focus on doing yours.

There are people lining up outside
so maybe you should see to that.

God, I hate that cover.
And that fucking tree on it.

Hi.

OK, thank you all for coming.

I'm going back.

To Montenegro. Nikola called.

He has a really interesting lead.
He needs me down there.

We've done this so many times.
I can't do it anymore.

A whole chapter in this book
is devoted to false leads.

-Do you really want to do this again?
-Please, Oscar...

...just sign it.

The difference between me and you
is that I still didn't bury our child.

It's just that easy.

Right?

I don't know how you do it.

How do you sleep at night?

I do it because I have to.

I sleep because I need to get up
in the morning and go to work

because I need to live,
I need to laugh, cry, everything!

You sure have a lot of needs, don't you?

And how's that working out for you?

Does it have to be like this
every time we see each other?

Yes, apparently it does.

Listen...

...I don't know what to do anymore.

Come with me to Montenegro.

Nikola...

Nikola.

Nikola.

There's something I need to confess.

I've had a lot of time to think about this.

Sure, I could have accused you
of a lot of things...

...but I also had a lot of time to think
and to realize just who I am.

And why I'm here, on this earth.

I have experienced things that...

...wouldn't have been possible without you.

Have a look at this. Twelve centimeters.

Some idiot who felt threatened
by his new cellmate

and luckily sucked at making knives.

But I don't blame him. And I don't blame you.

The judge made a mistake, right?

The judge should have told it to me straight.

That he wasn't just
putting me away for six years...

...he was also taking
my wife and kids from me.

That he was taking my family.

That he would take everything I've earned
and everything I worked for. All I had.

But I don't blame him.

Do you know why?

Because I've had time to think.

I've had time to accept the Lord.

I know, that when the time comes
he will open up the gates for me.

The Lord knows when the time has come,
and the gates will be open for me.

Do you understand?

And if the devil makes your anger explode...

...you just ask for refuge with God.

With God, Nikola.

Do you know what this means?

You know?

It means that my Lord
has given you a new chance, Nikola.

My Lord has given you a new chance.

He's giving you another chance, you dirty dog.

You ought to thank Him for that.

Look at you! Why so tense? Relax!

All that will change when you find Him.

I have found him, Nikola. I found peace.

You too will find peace,
when the moment comes.

But do you know what else
I would like to find?

I would like to find those fifty grand
that you and those cop buddies of yours took.

Protectors of peace and order.

And I would like to find them today.

But the Lord can't help me with that.
You need to make that happen.

And you'd better do it so that the Lord
won't take something precious from you.

Unless you want people crying
at the wedding, my poor little Nikola.

-I need an ashtray.
-Let me help you.

Ah, there it is.

Easy now, Nikola. Easy.

Seek refuge with Him.

Me and my Winstons

We got a real good thing
A real good taste

Men and my Winstons

Me and my Winstons
We got a real good thing

'cause my Winstons taste good

like a

cigarette should

-This is not my thing, Jovana.
-Hold on.

Is it really necessary?

I thought we had an agreement, Dad.

Yeah, but I'm not used to this stuff.

Around here I'm not Nikola
with the golden badge

that you read about in the papers.

I'm just Nikola, facing the same problems
as everybody else in this room.

But today it's been four months
that I haven't touched the bottle.

I would drink to cope with
all those fucking press conferences.

The pressure on me to solve this case...

...destroyed me.

It's been six fucking years now.

In the worst moments,
I couldn't recall anything the day after.

That's why I stopped carrying a gun.

And then when...

...I couldn't remember...

...my wife's funeral...

...I knew it was time
to do something about it.

My daughter is soon getting married, and...

-The stuff you make me do...
-Thanks, Dad.

You use that camera
more than you use your gun.

Let me see.

I wouldn't answer the door unarmed.
You're still a cop around here.

This is what I could find.

He's been out of jail for six months.
Which means he's no longer on parole.

His parole officer had no remarks.

-Is the parole officer clean?
-Who knows.

But the guy waited for six months
before doing what he did to you.

-Thank you.
-What does he want?

-They all want something.
-But what do you want to do?

-You want to use force?
-No. Let's wait.

You weren't kidding
when you said want to go clean.

Not this time, no.

Customs have registered that Swedish woman.

-She's back.
-So?

Don't know. It's just that every time
she comes around, we get our hands full.

I'll see you at the wedding.

Excuse me, are you looking for something?

Hello.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm looking for a film.

-Some kind of specific film?
-Yeah, like very old.

OK, I think I know someone who can help you.

Just follow me and...

...listen to my instructions.

Just wait here for a second.

You can come in now!

Come. This is the man I told you...

You are his first female customer.

Are you looking for some specific film?

Actually, I like music.

He'll try to find something for you.

What about your favorite weapon?

I want something that...

...can hurt.

That's a Russian model, Makarov.
A very precise gun.

That's a Magnum Zastava .357 model.
Also a strong gun.

That's a Beretta 92F model.

Also a strong one.

What do you need this gun for?

You are listening to P3 Documentary.

On August 8th, 2001

6-year old Josephine is reported missing
during a family vacation in Montenegro.

Today, five years have passed
since Josephine's disappearance.

The chances of finding her alive
are becoming smaller every day.

A notorious case surrounded
by massive media hype

that would eventually divide a family.

Years of searching, inquiries and false leads
proved too much for her parents.

They've now written a book
in which the mother blames the father

and we are offered new details
about her affair with the detective...

Josephine disappeared on a crowded beach.

According to witnesses, a green Hyundai
left the scene at high speed.

The police have closed the investigation
and no body has ever been found.

Her family continues to search,
hoping to find her alive...

Nina? Nina, wait!

-Please, stop, do it for me!
-I'm not doing anything for you!

You think I don't struggle too?

I just wanted somewhere to go.

To do what, sit and cry
about not doing anything?

You're such a fucking cunt!

What did you just call me?
Did you just call me a cunt?

I'm not letting you turn
this place into a burial ground.

The only thing we know
is that our daughter is missing!

Do you understand?

So do it. Cut down that tree.
See if it helps.

See if it changes anything!

Cut the tree down
and see if you feel any better!

Nikola?

You still smoke the same cigarettes.

Yes.

-How long have you been in the country?
-For a few days.

We had a deal about this.
I must know where you are around here.

I'm here now.

-Are you taking care of yourself?
-Are you?

I'm trying.

I heard about that albino girl
that you arrested.

-Who told you that?
-Your colleagues.

I paid them.

I'm very happy...

...that you're looking.

It makes me very... Yeah.
It's very nice.

-I heard your book is doing good.
-Yes.

You wanna read it?

-Maybe, yes.
-I'll give you a copy.

Maybe I should write my own book?

Yeah.

You want to write a book?

I will be the police,
and you can write a book.

Look...

This is something we do...

...when a few years have gone by.

It's a sketch...

...of how your daughter would look today.

Children change a lot when they are young.

She will no longer be how you remember her.

And this is something that is
sometimes hard to accept for a parent.

Take your time.

What do you want with this?
This is not my child.

How long can you stay?

I will stay now. As long as it takes.

I'm not leaving
until someone has paid for this.

Begin.

Relax the arm. Stronger. Hit it.

That's the hammer. Come on, hit it.

That's it.

Relax the arm. Relax it.

Pull the rifle towards you.
Towards you, not away from you!

Good.

Enough.

This is an M48.

Domestic production.
Three times stronger than...

...anything else.

This bullet...

...when it enters the human body...

...it fucks everything in its path. Understand?

I had two of these.

The first one was fired
when you were born.

And this one I saved for today.

Go on.

Move it towards you. Towards you.

OK, good. Let's go.

Aim carefully. Good. Don't breathe.

Listen, you little shit.

Did that dog do anything to you?

We only shoot dirty dogs.

Go ahead.

You know, if you were
to follow a busy doctor

you'll find yourself having
a mighty busy time keeping up with them.

Time out for many men of medicine
usually means just long enough

to enjoy a cigarette.

And because they know what a pleasure it is
to smoke a mild, good-tasting cigarette

they're particular
about the brand they choose.

Doctors in all parts of the country were asked,
"What cigarette do you smoke, doctor?"

Once again, the brand named most was Camel.

More doctors smoke Camels
than any other cigarette.

See how mild and good-tasting
a cigarette can be.

What's this?

It helps me think.

When I'm stuck, I hit...

...and look at that board.

I hit...

...and look at that board.

With this I solved a lot of cases.

Not mine.

I'm ready.

Listen, there is something
you must know about him.

-I don't care.
-OK.

Here.

How does it work?

Every police has to try it.
It sends ten thousand volts

in five seconds. This should do it.

-I want to try it.
-You will.

On me.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

You must lay down.

Again.

Again.

You are going to need someone to help you.

Oskar will help me.

He will do it.

Thanks for coming.

Why did you want me to be here?

Can we talk about that later?

I reread our book on the plane.

Did you read the last chapter?

The one I wrote for Josephine.

I would like to read it to you.

'Cause I was thinking...

I think I should read it to you.
The last chapter says it all.

"Hi, Josephine. I'm sitting in our kitchen,
trying to write down some..."

Alright, I'm sorry.

Read it, and then we'll talk.

"Hi, Josephine."

"I'm sitting in our kitchen,
trying to write some final words"...

Final words?

"Hi, Josephine. I'm sitting in our kitchen,
trying to write some final words."

"I look around and I see no traces of you.
At least no physical traces."

"We're selling the house
and everything in it."

"Yesterday I was standing
by the birch tree we planted together."

That's enough, Oscar. What's your point?

You wrote a farewell letter
to our daughter who's not dead.

That's the difference between us, Oskar.

-Nina, it's time to move on.
-No.

No, not for me. And that's why you're here.

That's why you're here in Montenegro.
You're here to help me, OK?

You're going to help me.

Because I've found him.
I've found that monster.

The monster...from our book.

Did he do something else to you?

The wedding dress covered in blood.
Is that not enough?

I didn't mean it like that.

I'll take care of it.

Did you really believe the world
will forget about what you've done

just because you've turned
into some sort of saint now?

-Was he alone?
-Yes.

He wanted to know
where the wedding will take place.

When I was small and I sat on your lap
you told me that your badge

would always protect me
from people like that.

This is all on your hands.

When stealing from these monsters...

You and your colleagues... Some cops.

I'll fix this.

Hi, Nina. It's me, Nikola.

Something has come up. Buy a ticket.

We've got a lead.

Light up a Lucky, it's light-up time

Be happy, go Lucky, it's light-up time

For the taste that you like,
light up a Lucky Strike

Relax...

...it's light-up time!

Oh, your cigarette.

There's something special...

...when someone else lights your cigarette.

I got married like that.

I got married once like that.

-You mean you met your wife like that?
-Yes.

You know, I don't like
that you make me feel good.

Can you please stop?

-What's wrong?
-What do you think?

As soon as I feel a little good...

...something else comes back to me, you know.

My life is not good.

It's not going to be good.

I miss her, you know.

I miss her. And that's the only thing...

...in my life.

How I will hurt this person.

It's my dream.

Do you understand?

Huh? Do you understand?

Thank you.

You know, I got married like this once.

Someone lighting my cigarette.

Yeah?

It's very nice. I like this lighter you have.

It's nice.

Where did you get it?

-I steal...
-Oh, you steal?

Did you steal this lighter? From whom?

A guard in prison.

Oh, OK.

You know, white lighters are not good.
It's bad luck. You should throw it out.

-It's bad luck?
-You don't believe me?

-It's OK, I'm bad luck.
-You're bad luck?

Well, I really think you should throw it out.

-Yeah? Like...?
-Yes.

-You can give it to me.
-Yeah? Why?

You know this story? Famous artists...

...Janis Joplin, Jim Morrisson, Jimi Hendrix...

They all had white lighters when they died.

The police found white lighters in their pockets.

So it's true! It's really true. It's bad luck.

I'll throw it for you.

-Do we know each other?
-No.

Good. You did great.

OK, get the car!

Tie him up.

Enough! Get him in the car, Oskar!

Let's go.

You have one old message.

Nikola?

I did it. I did it.

I did it. I did it, OK?

He's dead. It's over.

I'm coming home now.

Nikola?

Were you thinking of shooting me?

-Hell no!
-I thought you stopped carrying a gun.

What do you want?

What's going on with you?

I wish I could hit this damn bag all day.

That...I...would...do.

And why is that?

Because the rest of the world
is working against me.

Maybe your wish came true.

I'm taking over the case...

...and you're coming with me.

How could this go so wrong?

What happened that night with Nina?

Justice failed her.

It's time you and I meet.

Don't worry.

This is not going to hurt you.

Today...you will...

...die.

It's an old model.
Takes a while for it to heat up.

-Where is my daughter?
-What?

Where is my daughter?!

Where is my daughter?

What daughter? What is this?

I have nothing to do with this! Let me go!

Light up a Lucky
It's light-up time

Be happy, go Lucky
It's light-up time

For the taste that you like
light up a Lucky Strike

Relax...

It's light-up time!

Man, that smoking enjoyment!

To come out of a good movie
and light up a Lucky.

Boy, that's good.
Especially when it's a Lucky.

And all this girl wanted and knew
was to play the drums.

Which didn't make her
very popular at her palace.

Yeah, she was an orphan
and the only thing that would comfort her

was the sound of the drums.

The only thing that the girl
remembered from her mother

was the beat of her heart
from when she was in her belly.

And the little girl became
the best drummer in the whole kingdom!

Then one day, war came to her country.

You're not listening to me!

The powerful Ubir soldiers
started surrounding the palace...

...and in that moment the girl
thought of her mother's heartbeat.

And she started to play the drum like that.

And that drum awakened...

...Azdaja...

...the big dragon with three heads.

-And in that moment, the dragon...
-Dad!

Oh, well, I'll tell you the rest of it
at some other wedding.

Run off and play!

-Hey, sweetheart.
-This is for you.

But this is my last one.

What's next? Are you becoming a priest?

I don't think I deserve that.

Did I ever tell you how I met your mom?

Of course I did.

I need help with the chairs.

Will you give me a moment?

I just wanted to thank you for everything.

Don't worry about it, sweetheart.

Your Swedish acquaintance...

We'd been following her.

She was armed and we had to respond.

We opened fire.

Can I have one more of this? Thank you.

Where are you from?

I'm from a little bit of here and there.

What brings you to Montenegro?

I was looking for a man, actually.

No good men where you come from?

This one I met...

...is a very specific man.

How long have you been looking for him?

For a long time. And then I found him, so...

...I'm happy...

-...to see him again.
-Lucky him.

So now that you've found him?

Well, I'm going to return his lighter.

We met only briefly once.

-First date?
-Yeah...

...or last date. You know how it is.

It's difficult.

Can I have one more?

-Do you have a coin?
-What?

A coin...for the jukebox.

-Cheers.
-Cheers!

-You want a drink?
-No, it's fine.

Thank you. Can I have it?

Do you know this song?

Yes, but not like this.

People think they know about this song.

-What do they think?
-That it's a happy song.

She's dancing, they laugh and dance.
They think it's a happy song.

But it's not a happy song.

It's a very sad song.

It's like the saddest song in the world.

I didn't know that.

It's good for you, because now you know.

Friends, here's a wonderful Christmas gift
for anyone who smokes.

Because it says "Merry Christmas
and Happy Smoking" 200 times.

Yes, ten packs of those
better tasting Luckies.

All done up for Christmas
in a beautiful carton

and it's such a welcome gift
to anyone who enjoys a good smoke.

'Cause you know, smoking enjoyment
is all a matter of taste.

And the fact of the matter is...

...Luckies taste better.

Be happy, go Lucky
for Christmas gifts this year