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Give me back my painting!

Do you hear me?

Nota.

Nota, tell this crazy woman
to give me my painting back.

O Blessed Virgin Mary...

SLAVONIA, 1963

- How can I help you?
- Do you have sugar cubes?

Sure.

- How much are they?
- They're 130 dinars per kilogram.

I'll have 100 grams.

Sure.

Will you get some?

I don't need any, I don't drink coffee.

It's not for coffee, girl.
It's for emergencies.

What emergencies?

Oh, child...

I can tell you've not worked
around these villages before.

Bosses around here are mean.

Milan, seriously...

They won't let you rest
until you're totally spent.

Not bad.

Then you just have a sugar cube,

it gives you strength.

I need some help here.

Iva!

Can you help me?

- Iva, the man.
- Look at him go.

I'm sorry.

- What do you need me to do?
- The box up there.

- Which one?
- The one with sugar.

Move the ladder too.

Thanks, Iva.

A real piece of work.

Do you need a pair of hands, boss?

Hello.

How many times have I told you
not to smoke in my shop?

Your shop? It's my Granny's shop
and I'll smoke here all I want.

She used to smoke in her shop too.

Don't you understand
that this shop now belongs to the state?

The people's government has decided it.

- That'll be 13 dinars.
- And now everyone is equal.

No, I can't afford the sweets.

- You don't have to pay.
- Listen to the lady, take it.

Don't just stand there.

Thank you.

Giving stuff away, huh?

To the people, Milan,
everything for the people.

- Sit with us.
- I'm good, thank you.

Stay here.

Hello, folks.

Good day.

I'll take six of you.

The strongest men only,
for the vetch cutting.

You, step out.

And you, with the scythe. And you too.

And you as well.

That's it.

I need twelve of you!

I need you to harvest sunflower seeds.

All right, let's go.

- Do we need so many people, Pa?
- We do.

Can't treat folks like livestock, right?

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine...

We'll take women too.

Come on, the three of you.

Let's go.

Lucky is the mother who has

such a hardworking and honest daughter.

Does she have a guy courting her?

How can she?

She's as poor as a church mouse.

Years have taken their toll too.

She's an old maid already.

Boss, things may have been
a bit slower today...

Darn it!

- What happened? Are you okay?
- I burned myself.

- Do you have some ointment?
- Why were you so careless?

How will you work tomorrow?

Bring the woman
some ointment to put on her hand.

You go and lie down,
I'll take care of all this.

Thank you.

- Thanks.
- All right, Sir.

I'm off too.

You take the scraps
to the pigs and wash the dishes.

Marko, sweetie, wanna stay over?

- My husband will be back in the morning.
- I can't.

I've got harvesting to do.

But it's not you harvesting, sweetie.
It's your workers.

They need someone to boss them around.

How about you boss me around
for a bit longer, sweetie?

What are you doing, walking around?

Turn the lantern off,
we have work in the morning.

I'm checking for mice.

Fucking hell.

There's plenty of them.

Turn it off, you'll set us on fire.

What are you staring at? Sleep!

He hired too many workers again.

- Instead of making them work faster...
- You know how he is.

Jozo hires half as many.

Jozo's land is not as big as ours.

Thirty acres we have.
That's hardly anything.

And we also have to feed
all those Bosnians.

- Will you go down to the village?
- No, I'll have an early night.

Iva, my son. Why don't you go out
and hang out with the guys?

You mope at home or hunt.

And you know
that at your age you should be...

Instead of your father.

He's out and about all the time.

Good night.

How is it going?

Janja, I'm off to harvest watermelons.

Come along if you want.

It's good money too.

Maybe a guy will take a shine to you
and we'll marry you off.

Auntie Marta,
she doesn't have to go away to find a guy.

I'll marry her.

What do you say, Janja?
Would you marry me?

Do you think she's crazy?

Your misery is just what she needs
on top of her own.

Misery?

Janja, guess what I'll buy
with the money I make here.

Let me be. I don't care.

Go on, tell us.

First I'll go
and have my picture taken, like this.

I'll get myself a passport
and go to Germany.

You're crazy, Antunović.

Laugh all you want. But you'll see
when I come back one day, in a car!

With pockets full of German marks.

The bosses here
will look dirt poor next to me.

Enough idling about!

The flowers won't harvest themselves!

I'm done working for today.

- Give me that.
- What?

- Give me some.
- More?

- Yes, please.
- There.

It's hot!

Marta?

She took a shine
to the young boss, didn't she?

You're imagining things.

It's really good.

Ma!

Leave that now.
The day is long, everything will get done.

Woman, I told you not to do this.

They'll get the work done.

Forget about that girl, man.

Why? She's so pretty.

- But she's not chaste.
- Are you saying you got it on with her?

I didn't. But my cousin did.

Marko!

Marko!

Get off my case, woman.
I'm doing my calculations.

Can you split this bone for me?

I'm cooking it with beans
for the hungry Bosnians.

I'm cooking old beans
and they take three hours.

That bone was perfectly good!

Do you see where your ideas will get you?

There's still some fat on it.

Beans need a bit of meat.

Do I have to take you to the doctor now?

No.

Just my luck, my wife sprained her ankle,
with so much work to do.

Can you cook, girl?
Like, beans and other dishes?

What was your name again?

I can cook. My name is Janja.

Where will you go after this?

I don't know. I'll see.

Wherever I can find work.

And you'll go to your folks in winter?

I don't have any family.

Thank you.

Thank you, Antunović.

Thank you, Boss.

Danke.

That's all?

Respect, Boss.
You pay us well and you feed us well.

May every harvest be as plentiful.
And may our young boss find a wife.

Right, young boss?

Thank you.

Here.

Say, girl...

Would you like to stay with us?

For a week or two.

You'd have food and lodging.

And you'd make a few dinars too.

Until the lady of the house recovers.

Well, all right.

Take these.

Oh, no need. My old shoes are just fine.

Go on, take them.

No need, Boss.

I'm used to all sorts of things,
including wet feet.

I'm not your boss. You can call me Iva.

- Will you just leave it?
- Oh, you fixed it!

- Wonderful!
- Are you listening?

Are you two listening to me?

- Do you hear me?
- Yeah, I hear you.

Well?

I most certainly won't do it.

By God, you will.

Mark my word, you will!

Have you gone mad?

She's poor!

So what if she's poor?
Nothing wrong with that.

Why didn't you marry poor then,
instead of me with 30 acres and a forest.

Shut up, right now.

You know whose fault it all was.

Do you want people gossiping?

You know what you need to do.

Hey.

I was going to clean and polish the shoes.

Leave that now.

Turn off the radio.

- She doesn't know how to.
- It took you a while to learn too.

I never wanted the radio.

Look, girl...

We've seen
that you're hardworking and honest.

You said you were alone in the world.

Yes. No.

I was thinking...

We should marry you to our Iva.

He's a handsome guy, right?

He's a bit shy,
but that's not a flaw, right?

You're not so young yourself anymore.

You've got no dowry either, but we...

I mean Iva don't mind it.
That's all that matters.

Am I right?

Pour me a drink.

Is it the son of the richest landowner
drinking brandy instead of milk?

Djuka, drop it.

Sure thing.

Watch out, man.

Cheers.

Iva, stop embarrassing yourself.

I wasn't too crazy about my wife
when I married her, either.

Come on.

Easy now. That's it, people. Closing time.

Djuka, you're pissing here again,
goddamn you!

Cheers, Djuka!

Go home to your mother
and piss in her yard!

Come on, time to go.

But I just got here.

Hey, you little pest.

Soon you'll have
this place all to yourself

and I'll be in the main house with my man.

Girl.

Do you see all this?

If you play it smart,
your kids could be running around here.

Look at that thing.

There you go.

That'll take care of it.

Mara told me, that's what she heard.
Iva is getting married.

- To whom?
- The Bosnian girl from the harvest.

- The day laborer?
- Right.

My Djuka confirmed it.

No way Marko would allow such a thing.

Stop gossiping, will you?

- It's not gossip.
- Quit this nonsense.

No way he'd have
his only son marry a day laborer.

What's this?
Are you planning to buy anything?

Sure.

I'll have 100 grams of yeast.

And a kilo of sugar.

Put it on my husband Jozo's tab.

We need... One, two,
three, four bottles of brandy.

Five, and six. Make it six.

One, two, three,
four, five bottles of rum.

I'll order three.

What is it now?
Can't you see I'm doing inventory?

- Is it true?
- What?

What people are saying.

Why is that any of our business?

Other people's marriages.

How much?

Let's say...

Two hundred thousand as down payment.

- If it's not a problem.
- No problem at all. We go back a long way.

When can you have it here?
What do they call the car?

They call it Fićo. The Zastava 750.

It has 25 horse powers. Incredible stuff.

It's like having 25 horses pull you.

Fast as lightning, I'm telling you.

What's the use, Milan?

I prefer to go slow. One step at a time.

You could get yourself a car like that.

- God knows you have the money.
- Forget it, Milan.

A car? No way. It's only horses for me.

Horses are best.
You just need to know how to handle them.

You've got to be nice to them.
Like with people. And women.

And always make sure they know who's boss.

Life is good.

It would be a shame
to just rush through it.

A real shame.

But to each his own, right?

Right.

Don't worry about a thing.

I'll get you the money
and you get the car.

Can you get it here before Iva's wedding?

No way.

This is just the down payment.

They need to build it first,
at the Kragujevac factory.

Easy does it. All right. Here's to Fićo.

To Fićo.

And to Iva getting married.

- Thank you, Marko.
- Don't mention it.

- I won't forget this.
- C'mon, we're old friends.

And friends know
what to remember and what to forget.

And it's always been that way.

- Thank you, man.
- Don't mention it.

- Can I just ask you to...
- Don't worry about it.

Blessed Mother of God...

Blessed Virgin, to thee do I dedicate
my joys and sufferings...

What a girl needs is a shot of brandy...

You'll stop calling me lady boss.
You may call me Mother.

- Thanks for coming, girls.
- Here we are.

- Nota, did you bring the dress for Janja?
- Yes.

But I need her to try it on once more.

Come here darling, I'll show you my frock

If you like it, you'll show me your cock...

I don't want the vulgar songs!

- But it's the tradition!
- That's right.

Have you heard the one that goes,

"Hey Mr. Music Man, I would lie with you.
If you didn't have a tiny tool."

Manda, seriously!

I'm sorry, Janja.

Who'd have thought you'd end up
with the Big Boss's son.

The whole village is in shock.

- How did you manage to do it?
- I didn't do anything.

- It was God's will, Ma'am.
- God's will, you say?

- What did your folks say?
- I've got no family.

They're all dead.

- Is this too tight anywhere?
- Nope, it's all good.

Look at this now.

- Holy cow, Milan. What's this?
- What? It's beer.

Beer? This is piss. Give me a cold one.

I don't have any,
you drink faster than they can cool.

One fridge can't handle all of you.
And you all want beer.

Take it home and cool it in your well.

Or buy yourself a fridge, buddy.

He'd buy it if his taxes
were as low as yours.

He could afford to buy a fridge,
two cows and a radio.

- Like this, he can't buy shit.
- But he can afford a lawyer like you.

No one is good enough.
Not the emperor, the church, or the Party.

But we don't hear you complain.

You get on well with any government.

Whoever is in power, you need
to respect them. There needs to be order.

Ignore them, Marko.
It's all falling on deaf ears.

But soon enough
Marko will be obeying the Bosnian rule.

If the Bosnian rule is good,
I won't mind it.

Folks who don't look to the future
will forever stand still.

That's revolutionary thinking for you.

- Bye now.
- Bye.

He loves the Party, and the Jews,
as long as he makes a profit.

What did you say, pal?

Nothing.

When you get married,
you're no longer whole, but a half.

And you share everything with your man.

Do you understand?

What God has joined together,
let no man separate.

Amen.

By the power vested in me by God and man,
I pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

With all our beautiful local girls,
they go mix blood with peasants.

It's easy to spot a Slavonian guy

He keeps pigs and likes his brandy

Marko really went all out with this.

- He really splurged. Respect.
- Cheers!

A cook fell asleep on a tree stump

Now there's a pig grazing her hair

Long live the bride and groom
and all you guests!

How about you slow down a bit?

Come on, Nota. We're not at a funeral.

Cheers!

Djuka, eat, drink and be merry!

I'm a peasant woman and I love my man

My peasant guy plows my field every day

Praise be to Jesus,
greetings to all of you here.

It's time to see how you all
gifted our bride and groom.

Franjo and Adela gifted them
two gold ducats and two quilts.

That's great, but they shouldn't
need the quilts for the first two years.

- They'll be keeping each other warm.
- That's right!

Baja here has made with his own hands

something they may need very soon.

If our groom here
is equally skillful with his tool.

Well done, Baja. Good job!

You could give me a hand job too.

Oh my darling keep your tool in check

If you want to work it in my crack

Milan's always asking for the check

He wants to see who'll give the most

Milan has the money, he can pay

Don't fuck with Milan, he's the man

The girlfriend gets anything she wants

The wife gets the broom and the pans

- Joza.
- Marko.

Bride and groom as soon as they got wed

- You really did a great job.
- Banged so hard that they broke the bed

Banged so hard that they broke the bed

I'll give it up to anybody
I really don't care...

Franjo, shall we dance?

Sure. As soon
as I've had a drink with the groom.

Buddy, here's to you.

Cheers!

My cock is huge, it's not a sin

Girls like to use it as a rolling pin

Girls like to use it as a rolling pin...

Haven't you had enough?

Nota, it's not every day that
my best friend's son is getting married.

Nice friend he is.

Whose girl has no flaws?

My girl has no flaws

She's the prettiest of them all

My girl has no flaws

She's the prettiest of them all

Stop staring at them.

Poor Iva.
This is not looking good for him.

- I feel more sorry for the Bosnian girl.
- You're wasted.

Iva.

- Janja, dishes need washing.
- I did them already, Mother.

When they're done, clean up after them.

I will.

We need to return the tables
and drive the manure to the field.

- You know what to do when you get up?
- Yes, sweep the yard.

When you're cleaning shoes,
do both mine and your father-in-law's.

Make sure your husband looks tidy
when he goes among people.

You know where Iva's clothes are.

And you, Janja,

you can't walk around
in these Bosnian rags anymore.

Look at these, they're very pretty.

I wore them when I was young.

They need some taking in,
like we did with your wedding dress.

Now you're the boss's wife,
and you can't embarrass us.

One more thing, Janja.

On those days of the month

don't hang the towels and sheets
out front, hang them in the back.

That's the custom. Do you understand?

For now you'll be cleaning
around the stables too.

And I'll keep cooking,
like I've done so far.

I bet you cook differently in Bosnia.

But don't worry. I'll teach you
how to cook our way, there's time.

On Saturdays when you clean the house,

dust lightly, very lightly,
over this painting.

Look how beautiful it is.

And it plays music too.

I got it from my ma,
and she got it from hers.

I brought it as part of my dowry.

My grandmother's father
bought it from some merchants from Pest.

He gave a whole gold ducat for it.

God forbid it should break.

You know what?

Better stay away from it.

Praised be Jesus Christ.

Did you work hard last night too?
Is your mother-in-law up yet?

You're early, Manda.

- Would you like some coffee?
- No time, too much work to do.

I came for my cake plate,
if the bride washed it.

Of course she has.

Here.

That's Kata's. Mine is the yellow one.

Here.

As clean as a whistle.

The girl is really diligent,
even though she's a Bosnian.

- And she's chaste, too.
- You bet she is.

- Bye now.
- Goodbye.

This woman just goes
around the village, spreading gossip.

I hope she found no material
in our home to gossip about.

God forbid.

I can't. My husband's at home.

All right then.

- There are others who can.
- Go away, you devil.

Come here.

What time is it?

Ten.

- Off to the woods again?
- Yeah.

- Iva, can I ask you something?
- It's too late in the day for talking.

Do you want to wake everyone?

Go to sleep.

Praised be Jesus Christ.

Hello.

I'm here to see your wife.

Nota!

There's someone to see you.

Hello.

Janja, what brings you here?

Take a seat.

I can't stay, Ma'am. I'm in a hurry.

I brought you this.

- Where did you find it?
- At the house.

While cleaning, Ma'am.

Don't call me Ma'am, call me Nota.

Have a seat.
I've looked everywhere for it.

I don't know how to thank you. Look.

These are my mom and dad.

- Where do they live?
- They don't.

They were executed.

By whom?

Why?

Because they were Jews.

What's that?

And your folks?

I can barely remember my mom.

I never met my dad.

But my aunt said he was really handsome.

- He had a big black moustache.
- You lived with your aunt?

I lived with my aunt and uncle, until...

My uncle was a really good man
but he was fond of the bottle, so...

Never mind that.
We're alive and good now, right?

Right.

How are you coping?
How long have you been married?

For a month, and a day.

Could you fix Iva's trousers?
He ripped them in the woods.

Let me see.

Sure. I'll do it right away.

- Does Iva still go hunting?
- Yeah.

- Do you like them?
- Yeah.

- They're so shiny.
- What's your size?

- I don't know.
- Janja!

You don't know?

I never had a new pair of shoes.
I only wore what people gave me.

- Try them on.
- No way.

Go on.

Too big, huh?

- Let me see your feet.
- They're dirty.

I want to measure them.

Yeah, they're a bit dirty.

Perfect size 38.

Done. See.

Final clean up...

- There you go.
- Thank you, Ma'am... Nota.

- Can we put it on Father's tab?
- Don't worry about it, Janja.

Just don't call me Ma'am.

- Go on.
- Thank you and goodbye.

Don't be afraid.

Now I'll show you how to do it,
so you can turn it on when you want to.

Now you try.

Watch out!

You know where to hang those.

Iva, you've been smoking a lot.

It can't be good for you.

Come on, Milan.

What good is this law to us?

You can now sell your wheat
to whoever you want.

- Isn't that great?
- Some people have no wheat to sell.

They nationalized our land.

I gave away 30 acres to the cooperative.

No point talking to them, Marko.

You gave away a piece of wetland
that nothing can grow on.

Tell us, what did you get in return?

I'm sorry you don't have any land.

Yeah, right. You're real sorry.

I'll be alone tonight.

- What are you gonna give them?
- I ain't giving them anything.

Janja.

I'm going to worship today.
We'll pray the rosary before the Mass

so I'll be a bit longer.

You strain this into the bottles

and make sure
cherries are evenly distributed.

I'm off.

Ana, what's your payment for?
A Mass for a deceased, or...

For an intention, Reverend.

- What is the intention?
- For a child, Reverend.

- Should I say it from the altar, or?
- No need.

Just say a Mass for this intention.

For our dear Lord and the Virgin Mary
to bless my son Iva with offspring.

- That's the pantry, Ana.
- Praised be Jesus Christ.

I'm not going to hurt you.

You have something there.

You're like a child. Here, wipe it off.

I'll be ready with your dinner
as soon as I'm done here.

I'll take this. You go open the door.

My sweet daughter-in-law.

Why don't I give you
what you're not getting?

And you need it.

A young bride.

Do you miss it?

Of course you do.

And I can give it to you.

I'll tell Iva.

Right.

What will you tell him?

I'll scream.

Who's going to hear you?

Who are they going to believe?

You, or me?

- You, a role model to Christian mothers...
- Pray for us.

- You, guiding light to Christian fathers.
- Pray for us.

- You, joy to faithful families.
- Pray for us.

- For obtaining a lively faith.
- Pray for us.

- In every temptation.
- Pray for us.

- For observing perseverance in virtue.
- Pray for us.

- Another unsuccessful hunt, Iva?
- Right.

Why don't you quit already?
Stop going to the woods.

Why don't you butt out of it?
He can do what he will, he's not a child.

- Are you mad?
- Why would she be mad?

- Pumpkins need harvesting.
- I'll get to it.

You go get some rest. Janja and I will go.

Iva and I can go when he's rested.

I must harvest the carrots now anyway.

Forget about the carrots.
Go harvest the pumpkins first.

We need them to feed the pigs.

- We can go to the garden in the evening.
- Easy!

You need to be more careful.

I'll go get the horses ready.

Janja, you go open the gate.

Janja!

Iva, I need to tell you something.

What are you doing here?
Can't you hear Father calling you?

You'll tell me later.

Wait.

Go now.

Janja.

I don't want you to be afraid of me.

I'm not a bad guy.

Even though I sin a little.

Why are you doing this to me
if you're not bad?

How can you say you're not sinful?

Eh, Janja.

I gave you a roof over your head,
and my only son.

But you took my honor.

I can't look at my husband
in the eye anymore.

- What if I tell him?
- And if you do?

It's not like you came here a virgin.

And I didn't say a word to anyone.

If I wished you ill, I would've told Ana.

And she's not fond of sinful people.

But I won't tell.

I'm not that kind of guy.

Janja, you need to slice it thinner.

- What did I teach you?
- Your cabbage looks amazing.

Mine is crap, it barely formed.

Would you give me a couple
to pickle for the church holiday?

- Sure.
- Hey.

Yesterday at the store I heard
that Jozo's son threw his wife out.

- They were married for less than a year.
- You don't say!

Why?

Seka says that the woman
couldn't bear children.

Janja, why don't you have coffee with us?

I don't drink coffee, Auntie Manda.

A Bosnian who doesn't drink coffee?

- Hello, Janja.
- Hello.

- I came for milk, if you have some.
- I'll go get it.

Look at me sitting here
like I've no work to do.

Stay. What's the hurry?

- I really must go.
- Finish your coffee.

- Just give me the cabbage.
- All right.

- Thanks a lot.
- You're welcome.

- Bye now.
- Goodbye.

Janja.

I don't want you hanging out
with that Jew, Nota.

She's no good.

She doesn't go to church
and she doesn't believe in God either.

- Same as her Commie husband.
- Shut up, woman.

She couldn't get over losing
her granny's store.

It's the store she married.

And she can't bear children either.

Don't you ever talk to her
about our family life here.

Do you understand?

Have you packed food for him?

Yes.

Pack some brandy too.
My buddy is coming with.

When did he start hunting at night?

When his wife had a baby.

Well, that's nice.

He says he can't sleep at night,
the boy won't stop crying.

Jozo's son threw his wife out.
She couldn't give him a child.

I'm off.

You go.

And you, old woman,
you should stop gossiping.

You're not going down to the village?

I'm not.

She won't let me fuck her
while the kid is nursing.

When she falls asleep,
I'll put some chili on her tits.

Or, even better, some pepper.

Let's see if he'll nurse then!

I've had it.

It should be my turn already.

And you?

They say Bosnian girls
are really good at those things.

Is that true, buddy?

Nota, have you gone mad? This is too much.

It isn't.

You know what they say,
"If you've got it, flaunt it."

I'm afraid of what people will say.
They can't wait to gossip about me.

- I don't know if this is my style.
- It's totally your style.

Go ask Milan what he thinks.

Milan!

- Well?
- Yes?

Wow!

Milan, hand me those boots

you bought the other day.

- These?
- Yeah.

Come here.

Try them on.

How are they?

Very nice.

And they fit perfectly.

Janja, it's a thank you gift.

For the necklace.

Right, Milan?

Put those boots on my tab.

My family doesn't need people
to buy shoes for them. We're not poor.

You could get me some shoes too.

Janja, come here.

Take these sweets. Go on.

Get out there, load the manure.
Must Iva do everything himself?

You already overspend on clothes
and now you'll spoil her too.

Iva's old boots were just fine.

His boots are ripped,
and she could catch cold.

- Catch cold?
- Go to hell, woman.

Are you lecturing me now?

How is she gonna get pregnant
if she gets ill?

Got new boots, huh?

Just as well. The man who asked
for your hand should be clothing you too.

Oh, stop sulking.

Why are you like this?

- Why did you agree to marry me?
- Why did you?

After you did, I had to.

- They forced me. And who forced you?
- Hunger.

And poverty.

And I took a shine to you.

So there.

Is that why you won't lie with me?

Because you were forced.

Ma.

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

Another round!

The new waitress isn't bad.
I might forget about the pepper.

Brandy is the girl that I love best

- Brandy is the girl that I love best
- Cheers, buddy.

I can drink it or rub it on my chest

Move over.

No one can cook those eggs
as good as you do.

You broke this, girl!

This is part of my dowry!

Come here!

I'll show you!

Come here!

These are all you had when you came,
you barren woman,

you should be destroying that
instead of my things!

- Leave her be.
- Don't defend her! She's a pest.

- Do you want her to destroy everything?
- Shut up!

You and your fucking bowl!

You should be more careful with things.

I broke it.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

- Why do you look at me like that?
- You're all dressed up.

I can't go to the church
in my old clothes.

- Sure. You can't.
- That's right.

Janja.

Put a layer of sliced cabbage in the vat,
add salt, and then stomp on it.

All right, Ma. Let's go.

- Don't forget to wash your feet.
- I won't.

Then place another layer
of cabbage leaves on top

and then another layer
of thinly sliced cabbage.

- Is that clear?
- Ma, it takes an hour to get there.

- Let's go.
- All right.

Marko, sweetie.

My old man won't be home tonight.

He's going hunting. Maybe you could
have a successful hunt too.

I'm not in the mood.

My son got married,
soon I could be a grandpa.

- It's not like you got married.
- I told you, I'm not in the mood.

And stop calling me sweetie.
I have my own family.

They're really delicious.

O God, who did instruct
the hearts of the faithful...

- Get away from me, I'm married.
- Married doesn't mean castrated.

Stir me, that I may love what is holy.

Give me strength
to follow through with firm purpose.

Get over here,
forget about that henpecked guy.

Give me strength
to follow through with firm purpose.

Holy Spirit...

- Janja, why did you lock the door?
- I'm having a bath.

Why, it's not Saturday!
Why are you having a bath?

What is it, Ma?

I don't know, it's like she's gone mad.

- Janja, what's going on?
- Leave me alone!

Open the door, or I'll break it down!

Cover yourself.

I won't.

- What's wrong with you?
- What's wrong with you?

Why won't you lie with me?

Do you find me so repulsive?

You can't even look at me.
You have someone else, is that it?

Tell me!

Iva's been gone
for two days and two nights.

- I hope to God he's okay.
- Leave him be.

He didn't take any food either.

He'll come when he gets hungry.

You're not worried about
your husband not having anything to eat?

Janja.

Iva!

Janja!

I'm here!

Where are you off to? You needn't have to.

I know what I need to do.
You're the one who forgot.

My Lord, what's got into you?

- Where's Janja?
- I don't know.

Next time put some water in your mouth
so you won't talk nonsense.

I didn't know.

Why didn't you tell me?

What... How?

A pig...

bit it off.

What are you going to do now?

Will you leave me?

No, I won't.

I'm not going anywhere.

I don't care about it.

We can live together
in harmony without it.

Just promise me
that you won't go hunting anymore.

Watch out.

Let it go, Janja.

Let it go.

- Two can play that game.
- Hey!

What are you two doing?

You haven't braided the garlic yet.
Are we to jump over it?

- I was busy, but I'll do it now.
- I'll help.

And then we can go
harvest the pumpkins for the pigs.

Why don't you stay out of women's work?

People say you're a henpecked man.

I was thinking, maybe we could
sow rapeseed on a few acres.

There's good money in it now.

Hello.

- Working hard, huh?
- Yeah, and you?

I went harvesting wormwood for brandy,

but I didn't find much.

There's plenty of bitters at our house.

- What did you say? I didn't hear you.
- Nothing.

Nota, why don't you go your own way?

You're keeping us. And as
we're not Party members, we must work.

You seem to be in a bad mood today, Marko.

Maybe it'd help your mood
if you went hunting.

Take care, Janja.

Bye.

What a dumb woman.

Idling around,
riding through other people's fields.

Iva, you shouldn't let your wife
hang out with people like her.

She can decide for herself,
I won't order her around.

Iva, what do you think,
how much could a bike like that cost?

I don't know.
Maybe a gold ducat, or a cow.

- Can you ride a bike?
- No.

But I think I could learn.
Can you ride it?

No.

But when you learn how to
you can teach me too.

Janja.

Janja, don't!

Stop messing about!

Leave it, I'll do it, you go to bed.

Iva, are you going hunting tonight?

No, and you?

Thank God you're done with that.

- It's better to go to sleep early.
- Will you shut up?

What do you know about it?

You should go among people.

- You're acting like a housewife.
- I know what to do.

Good night.

- Should we also turn in, old man?
- I'm not an old man!

- Just look ahead.
- What if I fall?

Don't be afraid,
I'm right here, holding you.

- Easy. I'll let you go now.
- No, Iva.

- Iva!
- I'm letting go!

I'll tell Milan. How can I help you today?

- I need some sugar.
- Let me get it for you.

- Anything else?
- I'll have some coffee.

Janja!

Here.

Janja, you sure scared us.

Iva, you need to take good care of her
now that she's pregnant.

Let's go.

Iva.

- I trusted you, Janja!
- Please.

- Don't.
- Who's the father?

Tell me!

You whore. Tell me!

Who's the father
of your Bosnian bastard? Tell me!

- You whore! Tell me!
- Iva, son. Stop it.

Stop it?

You want a Bosnian bastard
walking around our house?

- Maybe you're wrong.
- Conceived by the Holy Ghost?

Enough!

You deal with her.

You made me marry her.
So now you take care of the bastard.

Iva!

Iva!

Iva, my son.

I brought you some food.

Come down. I can't talk to you like that.

- Please, just eat something.
- I'm good.

You haven't been home in days.

What have you been eating?

- And people have started talking too.
- Is that so?

Are they talking about who your
hardworking daughter-in-law is fucking?

I thought that Pa
would kick her out right away.

You thought...

My son,

wouldn't it be a sin to throw
the poor girl out while she's pregnant?

I couldn't do that.

If you can't stand her that much,
you kick her out yourself.

You're overtaken by hatred, son.

You can't forgive the poor girl.

But God sees and knows everything.

Then ask Him who fathered the child.

- Praised be Jesus.
- Praised be Jesus.

Why isn't your girl sweeping?

- I'm taking over now that she's...
- Sick?

God forbid. She's pregnant.

And she's having a difficult pregnancy.

That's so nice!

You'll have a grandchild soon.

- Is Iva happy?
- You bet.

- Wonderful news! Bye now.
- Bye.

- Stop fighting!
- Don't!

Janja, we had a good time.
We'll have it again.

- Come here.
- I'm carrying a child.

- Don't! It's a sin.
- Just come here.

I won't! I don't care if you kill me.
I'll tell everyone!

Don't you dare!

Janja!

- Watch where you're going!
- You watch it.

Milan.

- Milan!
- What is it?

- Was I snoring?
- It's not that.

What is it then?

Now you're smoking in bed?

- Forget about smoking for a moment.
- What's the matter?

- Do you know who fathered Janja's child?
- This is why you woke me?

A man fathered it, that's who.

Nota, seriously.
You've gone off the rails.

Like I should care
who fathered that whore's child.

Whore?

To you men all women are whores,
as if they're doing the fucking.

And you men are saints.

What is it?

Your buddy Marko got her pregnant.

And? So what?

- He forced her, Milan. He did!
- Yeah, right.

I don't think Marko needs to force anyone.

Marko is a real, virile man.

Plenty of women here
have witnessed it first-hand.

Stop it, please.

- We should do something.
- What am I supposed to do?

Go on, tell Ana.

Tell Ana? What do I tell her?
She knows everything anyway.

The disgusting hag,
she'd live in the church if she could.

There you go,
maybe they planned the whole thing.

Is that so?

Marko and his crazy wife
planned the whole thing?

- And what about Janja?
- What about her?

Did she protest? No.

Did she tell anyone? No.

What kind of a village elder are you?

- You're crazy.
- I'm crazy?

Who do you think they'll believe?

A day laborer from Bosnia
or an upstanding landowner.

Even if she's telling the truth.

I fear she won't be able
to conceive again.

The facility now has the capability
to store 65% of the sugar

produced at the factory's
full production capacity.

The silo was inaugurated by Vujo Divjak,

president of the Osijek
Chamber of Commerce,

and the ceremony
was attended by numerous guests.

In Privlaka,
the first section of a new road...

I'm trying to listen to the radio here.

...using 220 cubic meters
of stone for construction...

I'll do it.

What have I done?

- What have I done?
- Don't worry, child.

It's all good, Janja.

- It's okay.
- I didn't mean to.

Leave it, Janja.

Go get me some onions. Go on.

Janja.

Janja.

- Let's go up.
- No.

- I'll give you another child. Come on.
- No.

- I don't want to! No!
- Calm down.

Stop it!

Leave her alone!

- Get away from her.
- Who are you to tell me?

Get lost.

Are you gonna give her a child?

Stop it.

- Get lost.
- Stop it.

Go to your ma and play there.

Let's see how fast you can run.

Iva, son. Go play elsewhere.

Iva!

Iva!

My son!

Iva!

She killed him!

She didn't. It was an accident.

Did you know?

I'm asking you, did you know about it?

Just like you kept silent before,
you'll keep silent now.

I'm going down to the village.
I'll be back soon.

You go to bed.

- All right.
- Just take it easy.

Iva, my son.

She should see a doctor.

People have started talking.

Do you want Janja to start talking too?

Stop crying.

Look, as soon as it starts playing,
he stops crying.

You took my painting.

Give me back my painting. You'll break it.

- Give me my painting, Janja!
- No!

- Leave it!
- Give her the painting!

Did you hear what he said?

- Ma, I was talking to you.
- Daddy wants us to have the painting.

Don't you see she's crazy?
She'll break it.

- Tell her to give it back to me.
- Come on.

- Why are you taking it from me?
- Ma.

We took everything from her already.

Your daddy is here.

And Mommy will put the music on.

Give me back my painting!

Do you hear me?!

Nota.

Tell this crazy woman
to give me my painting back.