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This bridge is a carnival,

a country fair in the middle of the city,

with people's fates a sideshow to history.

TITLE ROLE

SCREENPLAY

Magic planets, get some magic planets!

SCRIPT EDITOR

MUSIC

SINGING

Dwarfs of Prague, buy some magic dwarfs!

MAKE UP

COSTUMES

SETTING

SET DESIGN

What are you doing up there, that's a historical monument.

Get down I say. Come on...

SOUND

EDITING

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER

CINEMATOGRAPHY

DIRECTOR

Help me, will you?

Careful!

Has someone ever made a film about this bridge?

Where have you been so long? We should've been home long ago.

I can't recall any among old Czech films.

Were filmmakers uncomfortable to feature something so notorious,

so perfectly photogenic that it's almost kitsch?

THE STONE BRIDGE

One Family and the Dwarfs

I didn't want to marry,

didn't want family,

children...

I studied at FAMU - to make films,

to live the free artistic life,

with beautiful women in the world's good garden.

And ham! A child, a wedding.

Me, a father?

I can't manage myself let alone a child...

- Have you seen my new dwarfs? - Yuk, I don't like them.

- Oh, come on, Peta. - OK...

Do you want to be with us or not?

I'm tired. I'd like to sleep.

I can't take this much longer.

Nothing to answer.

Waiting for days on end for you to come home.

I'm not able to live a practical life, with family.

I'm not able to live any life.

Tom, say something.

If you don't want to be with us, I will understand.

I don't understand you.

When you were staying here, it was bad,

now alter I've found you a flat, it's still bad.

- You don't appreciate anything. - So, are you coming with us?

Oh, dear little Peter...

Granny, can I stay the night?

You don't have your school stuff here.

- Dad... - Your dad is tired.

- Martina, here, take this. - Oh, mother, that's too much.

- Just take it. - You're so kind, thank you.

I'll paint some dwarfs for you again.

That would be great.

A breath of marijuana ends all questions.

That's the one big answer.

No need to think, to write, to film.

Just this moment's peace.

What kind of food is this meatloaf anyway?

Can't you be more inventive?

Some salmon tongue or some stuffed truffle?

You sell something and you'll have your truffle.

My things are not for sale.

Why don't you do something useful?

You know shit about what I do.

Tomorrow you will help me at the bridge.

You'll have to drag me to that bridge of yours.

Without those dwarfs, you wouldn't even have meatloaf.

It is the holy duty of the kitsch makers to support true artists.

Except I am supporting two.

And that's a bit too much.

Where is that lazy shit, is he working?

Or is he just bailing out?

Why should I have a son with a Russian soul?

Are you working?

You and your alcohol eyes. You make me sick.

Where is your energy? Your brilliant ideas?

You're breaking down?

Why don't you jump off the bridge?

You and your stupid ideas on art.

But you don't have the guts to do that!

You make me sick.

You should get a new coat.

You embarrass me in that. I'll buy you a new one.

You need some shoes as well.

I hope nobody'll copy this and start selling it.

Have it registered at the Dwarfs Association.

Wait, where are you going? I can't carry this alone!

I should also work.

Be good for something.

But where?

What am I to do?

Hi, director!

I'm a director. I'm to shoot films.

About what?

What matters?

What matters to me?

You working on anything? You should, man.

How about writing something together?

I've got a brilliant ideas, it'd be a killer.

Damn, that's a good image.

Night Fears and Shaman Breath

No ideas.

No inspiration.

Brain dull as night in a window.

Even rest doesn't help.

I just make frogs from old film...

Tommy, you're depressed again, aren't you?

I told you film was no good, to pick something practical instead.

You've got such weird friends.

You want one of my pills?

Eat something at least.

My God, what are you punishing me for?

You beast! You've messed up everything here!

Yuk, you Pig!

You fucking pig...

Get up, goddam!

Help me, dammit!

I was right about everything.

I told you that you and Martina were unsuitable for each other.

But now that you have this child you have to take care of him.

Why are you wearing shoes in here?

Where are you going? When are you coming back?

I didn't mean it that way, nobody understands you the way I do!

You don't understand, Mom, and you never did!

What are you saying?

Come, it's nasty outside, you'll catch a cold.

You don't take your pills, when are you coming back?

Never!

I'm old enough to care for myself.

Mom treats me like a ten-year-old...

Pre-fab building. Peak of human stupidity.

But inside there's a human soul, waiting for me, for Daddy.

I'd know his gaze among all the world's children.

My little boy, my wife.

I'll try again to be with them, to belong...

Martina...

I think I'd better be going.

That's Robert, you know,

we were at the opening of an exhibition, so we drank a little.

Godammit, you expect me to sit here and wait for you?

Stone Bridge.

Emperor Charles built it.

History wrote upon it.

Day and night more events are added...

Breathe,

breathe deeper.

What are you doing here? Stop that racket!

That was my best student.

Who are you hanging out with, some crazy charlatans.

You piss me off,

during the communist era, we had a right to be depressed.

Menzel, Juracek, Forman, before he fled.

But you have the world at your feet, so make movies.

You had such brilliant ideas at school.

I had, I don't anymore.

You would steal them anyway.

Where are you going?

You have always stolen everything.

And just what are you doing here?

Men's Things

Ideal place for water spirits.

This willow understands me.

I say what I want,

it weeps and so it goes...

It's here somewhere, isn't it?

Just a matter of grabbing it,

squeezing through that crevice between night and day.

When the Commies were in power, it was swell.

No tourists, agents everywhere, people hiding.

Everything slowly falling apart and we,

we were having a gas!

Mom sent you, didn't she?

Well, she's worried about you.

I, for instance, have three women

and five kids.

- Does Mom know? - She doesn't know shit, man.

She doesn't even know that you are not my son.

That's a joke, you fool.

You are mine, you take after me.

To hell with Martina, you need a proper female.

I know, you fear for the boy.

We all have something to fear, always.

Our parents feared communism,

we feared what grew out of that, this capitalist shit.

- Where is that beer?! - Time's up.

That you could do in the old regime, give us two beers, now.

Leave him, dad, we'll get some bottled beer.

Are you gonna make a movie?

The Americans have made all the movies. The cinema is dead here.

You should have gone into pottery. Cinema is just business,

and the money kills the soul.

Clay, that's real stuff.

You just go on and on with it, you think you can't anymore,

and yet you go on, you break into new spheres,

it's a never ending chasm,

then you come out of that chasm and none of these motherfuckers

is interested in your work.

What's up? Let's take the shortcut.

Where does he get his power?

His indestructibility?

What he's drunk up in life I could never swim across.

Every morning to the studio, evening beer and booze.

With a fraction of his energy, I'd have ten films shot already.

Dad!

Childhood and Sad Loves

He's always been sensitive.

He didn't even go for National Service.

Endogenous depression. He takes after me, you know.

I understand him more than anyone else.

He painted this goblin when he was a boy.

He called it his secret friend.

I didn't want him to end up like his dad.

I wanted him to make a proper living.

He was carving a camera from wood.

And here he's with Mr. Havel, during the Velvet Revolution.

How many girlfriends did he have?

His first love affair was unhappy, he wanted to die...

It was lucky I knew a good psychiatrist.

So how many?

I don't know. Girls were always phoning him...

Then came that Martina, I warned him about that one.

God knows if that boy is even his.

All these are awards he got for his films.

- He's written any script lately? - He is always writing something.

- What is your artistic creed? - What?

Did your work influence your son's?

This is Tom's professor, she is doing a documentary on him.

Your statues are very depressing. What is your inspiration source?

I am sorry, he didn't mean that.

Interesting. Where is his studio?

Hey, how about filming our act.

I need it done by someone who can do something unusual.

I'll send it out, and next year, a tour of European bridges.

Twenty grand for that, man.

OK, thirty; all right forty, and that's it.

That does it! Kick at the director!

- You're stupid. - Forty is enough, isn't it?

You don't understand a thing.

And where did that loser get such a woman?

How could someone grow up so perfect?

You sleep here?

Now that's something!

Czech women, women among women...

I am sick of the bridge, all those stupid tourists,

they think money can buy anything.

In the end they'll buy the whole bridge together with you.

- The soul, they can't buy that. - Soul...

What's that?

No, Tom, stop that...

You cunt, nowl understand, you bitch,

I knew it all along.

- Lada, I am sorry. - Sonofabitch!

- Wait, nothing happened! - Go to hell!

Come!

That's enough!

- Good night! - Good night!

Robert...

No, he's asleep.

Cleaning the Stone Bridge

I'm in a dream or real life?

What phantoms did I call forth again?

They're alter me.

Strange figures.

The barefoot shamans who helped me breathe...

Take your shoes off and come with us.

The bridge is suffering, we are cleansing it, it's cleansing us.

As I breathed, something was happening.

There are worlds above worlds, you only have to open up to them.

This will open you up.

Chew and swallow.

That nun, black and white phantom, that's twice now.

Where's that cretin, where is he bailing out again?

I thought we had a healthy son, oh?

- I'll handle this alone. - Stop that!

For once you have to do something!

I'm not going any further, I am staying here.

- We are in the way here. - We are staying here.

Move on, you are in the way.

You are in the way, all of you, money changers, zeroes,

you've defiled the royal path, not even the Commies did that!

This is a holy ground, poetry was written here,

people meditated here,

conspired here,

petitions were written here with Havel!

What's your score, motherfucker?

Call the cops!

Jesus Christ! Why did I bring him here!

You leave this bridge!

A Son and a Mysterious Goblin

Back home.

My father is a murderer.

No one will let that go away.

I shouldn't have forced him.

I won't let that go away.

It's all my fault.

Mom, stop blaming yourself.

It could have happened anywhere.

I hope they don't lock him up, that would be such a shame.

I didn't even buy any food, you must be hungry.

I'll give you some money, go get something from the pub.

Mom, you don't have anything yourself, go and lie down.

Tom, you're going to stay with Martina, aren't you?

You belong together.

You should think of that boy of yours.

All right, Mom, but you go and sleep now.

Mom always has to solve something.

Always tense, trudging on, bent over,

shopping bags in tow, getting it all done.

And no one appreciates it...

- Daddy! - Peta!

Hi! Is mummy home?

She went for stretching...

Hi, I'm Robert Want some coffee?

Sorry, you are at home here.

Hallo!

Hey, dad, it's a Ferrari.

She should've been back by now, she gets so absent-minded!

Once she forgot the boy in the subway. A guard brought him.

- And I remembered where we live. - Yeah, you're a big boy now.

Hey, Tom, are you shooting anything right now?

What's it to him?

I remember your movies from school. Good stuff.

Breaks into the family and wants to put it on film?

A bit depressing, but good.

I am in advertising. No big art but no stupidity either.

I have all the young directors working for me,

trying out new technologies and making some money.

Make a commercial for Mazda where I'll be driving.

Well, I guess I'll be going, if you can stay with the boy.

Pass by sometime, bye!

Hey, horse!

Do you sleep under a bridge?

Under the bridge, on the bridge, in the bridge...

- Inside? It's hollow? - Of course.

There are secret corridors joined by sewers.

- Aren't you scared in there? - No.

A goblin watches over me.

- Like the ones granny makes? - Yeah, something like that.

- It pulls people into the sewer. - And?

It kills some people, it makes some happy, whatever it decides.

- Gee, can I see it? - When you are a bit bigger.

Gee, dad! You sure do stink.

I must stink.

Like a real homeless.

I must wash in the river,

or here in the bath. Martina could rinse me...

Robert?

It's you!

Peta is great, huh?

He was so small not so long ago.

You want to come back?

And what about that Pinocchio of yours?

Robert? He loves me.

Why did you cut your hair?

You stink!

Your long, wild, chestnut hair?

That hair so turned me on.

And your chestnut eyes...

Peta, have a bite at least, you're going to be hungry.

You tell him!

Oh, that's just great.

Why should he eat if he's not hungry?

- Wanna go to grandpa's? - Yeah!

- But he has to go to school. - Why?

- Why do people go to school? - Yeah, why?

I went to school for 20 years and where did it get me?

I never learned a thing, I don't know a damn thing.

- That's your problem. - I don't want to go to school.

Damn!

Statues and Madness

He hasn't paid the rent for six months!

When was I last here?

I will throw out that junk of his!

Dad never allowed anyone in his studio.

Not even Mom.

Probably not to catch him with a lover...

Could open a galerie right here.

The tourists could gawk.

Something new in the big city.

If they lock him up, that's going to be terrible!

But he might get stuck in here forever.

He just cannot go to prison, that would kill me.

We have to prove he was temporarily insane,

I wish he was being treated at the time...

And what about your son? How is he doing?

He sleeps somewhere under a bridge.

Under a bridge? Exacerbation of endogenous depression.

Could you give me some other pills?

The ones I have don't seem to be working anymore.

- A cigarette, a cigarette! - You smoke too much...

Those pills, that's chemistry, after all!

But I am going to collapse!

Try holotropic breathing or trance dancing.

It helps me when I am grossly depressed.

I am going to take these brushes, you can collect them later.

Hi, dad,

I broke into your studio.

Dad?

He doesn't notice me.

A little chemistry and a person changes into a piece of nothing.

His power gone.

Lost in the insane asylum.

Waiting for a Comet

Eleven on twenty.

Any work for Tom?

If he doesn't start filming he's going to go mad.

I offered him ads and he never got in touch. This is nonsense.

He won't come on his own, he is very conceited.

- You are going to mess the floor! - We'll clean up, no problem.

The flightcam is expensive.

He feels that everyone is out to get him, that life is a tragedy,

everything is an insurmountable problem for him...

It's all right otherwise.

There is going to be a comet flying over Prague.

- It comes once in a 1000 years. - Yeah?!

We should wish for something,

maybe it will come true.

Ninety five on a hundred.

Three times we've met!

Those horrible eyes!

Not much to throw away,

when such a woman closes herself into a convent,

getting it on only with Jesus.

This I have to check out.

You wouldn't happen to have some change or some empty bottles?

Would it be possible to spend the night here at the cloister?

Bread.

Soft dough, taste of corn, smell of malt, gritty crust.

Tear it, squeeze it to a ball of bread,

childhood memory...

What's going on here?

There's a comet coming.

Are you going back home?

To those backwaters? I'd rather rot here in Prague.

I would like to try my luck at acting.

Fuck acting, it's full of shit.

So what am I supposed to do, blow these bubbles till I die?

Hey, look, Havel!

Greetings, director, is that really you?

I'm not sure myself, Mr. President!

What about movies, are you working on something?

Movies, I'm not working on anything,

it's hopeless.

You should be glad that you can work freely,

before they make you president!

What is the point of creation?

What indeed is the point?

Good luck!

You know the President? He is so great!

Why didn't you introduce me?

Because he likes blondes.

I'll take her, right here on the bridge...

No, Tom, not here.

In the crowded heart of Europe! Comet or no comet...

Adultery, Impending Waters, and a Civil Servant

He wasn't living in reality.

He doesn't see us as real people but as actors in his films,

as if we were only script material.

What script?

He lives in his own imaginary world.

- You are a Scorpio, aren't you? - How did you know?

You have such deep mysterious eyes.

He is a Gemini. Was he often unfaithful to you?

I don't want to talk about that now.

Careful.

Are you going to show it to anybody?

Shit, no, it's just study material.

He has been unfaithful, but I wouldn't be bothered

as long as he made me feel that he cared.

- What's up with you, dumbo? - Hey, daddy!

- How come you're not at school? - You're dumb, it's a Saturday.

I have a new bike, you wanna see it?

Sure!

Robert got it for me!

It's great.

Is that your son?

Yeah, that's my Peta. This is Bublina.

Hi, Bublina.

- Will we meet the goblin? - Before meeting the goblin,

each warrior must be cleansed in the water element!

- You dare? - Yeah!

It's all his mother's fault. She's always pampering him,

protecting him, he is very dependent on her.

He's just not capable of a normal life.

Jesus Christ!

I can't believe this, get out right now, you hear me!

Come on!

Such bullshit!

You are really out of your minds.

If you catch a cold I am going to spank you.

Dress up and get on your bike to warm up.

You're going to end up in a nut-house.

You won't see the boy again, I won't let you.

That's some shit,

I feel light, transparent! I don't feel my body.

You don't feel anything because you're not a man, you're nothing.

Come tomorrow, Robert will be there

and we can talk about everything.

Who thought up that awful institution ot holy matrimony?

A promise to be faithful for life?

My son sleeps under a bridge, his wife is out of work,

they want to divorce, and my poor grandson!

If you don't let me on the bridge, we'll all starve.

You don't want to have that on your conscience!

There is a lot of pressure from the street artists.

They sell a lot, mainly to Germans and Americans.

It's also a promotion of our culture abroad.

Strange dwarf,

cheekily provocative and yet somehow sad,

really magic.

I would like to give it to you so you don't forget about me.

- It costs 450 Crowns otherwise. - Well, that's good money!

And one more for the kids, they adore them!

No, I can't take it, that would be like accepting a bribe.

We'll see, I am not promising anything.

We'll have to look into it very carefully.

Two Fathers and a Woman's Lot

- You are going to sleep now?! - I'm not sleeping.

- Hey, that's my commercial! - Aah, I know that one...

- Don't watch that crap. - Why not?

Let's try to look at the whole thing positively.

- We'll find a solution. - Jesus Christ.

We don't have to make a decision today.

Yes, we do, I can't go on living like this, it's too temporary.

Then let's let Peta decide. Who do you want for a dad?

Both.

You'll be buying me cars, you'll be taking me to the goblin's.

See, no problem.

Hey, I still have work at the studio...

But you said you had time!?

Shouldn't I go instead?

And Pinocchio can stay.

Get out. Both of you get out, you make me sick!

I'm going to Mala Strana, you want a lift?

British Petrol, no problem.

I'd like to make a feature film, but it would have to be a killer.

A great theme, a film that would stand a chance abroad.

How to know the fundamental theme?

A worldwide concern?

Could my life be fundamental?

With stories, experiences that belong to everyone?

Listen, try to write something.

Open it and write.

- Peta painted this one. - Yeah, its beautiful.

I won't sell this one. I am not getting any sold anyway.

The market is not as good as the bridge.

Robert knows a lot of people, he could arrange something for you.

- Here, take this. - No, I have enough.

No, I have a job at an advertising agency now.

You are not seeing Tomas anymore?

Sometimes, but it's no good.

You know, Martina, why don't you give Tomas one more chance.

Peta can't have two fathers.

I've always admired you, mother, but I don't think I can manage.

Women must support the guys, though they don't deserve it,

we are here to suffer.

Yuuppee, I am in a movie, I'm in a movie, yuupee...

Computers, Magic Mushrooms and Censorship

The computer's a brillant companion.

I can change sentences as I please, play with the story.

Like clay that you can keep transforming.

The shaman said? Chew and swallow

It will open you.

Hm, computer and mushroom.

Connecting technology and shamanism...

Letters jump into space,

release sounds,

words and sentences come to life,

their own life...

Mushrooms are swelling in the stomach. I can't think.

It's too fast,

too strong...

The throat tightens,

heart burns,

voices about strangely mix...

How to remember everything...

Everyone, everything, seems strange.

Where am I?

Where am I?

I forget everything.

Space and time vanish. It's all unbelievable, incomprehensible,

miraculous.

Like to be somewhere in...

In a week I wrote the screenplay.

Everything's there - as it is.

The crazy father, hysterical mother,

Little Peter with his two Daddies,

Charles Bridge jugglers,

shamans, nuns,

magic mushrooms.

Under a spell, there's a chunk of life.

Too many characters, it's confused, too much dialogue.

But mainly it's very negative. Who wants to watch this.

People come home worn out from work, they need a break.

- Not such gloom! - You wanted a great movie.

OK, but with a positive message.

Try to rewrite it.

What are you doing here?

The same thing you are doing, begging for a film.

I am not going begging.

I have an appointment.

What have you got to do with him?

- With whom? - That was my worst student.

No talent, no imagination, stiff, superficial...

I've brought the last version, and I'm not rewriting it again.

Those fucking carbon papers!

Use a computer, you'll save time.

During the Communist rule, thirty films were made every year.

And today, with all that dough you've stashed away,

it is your moral duty to sponsor a Czech film.

What do you want to do with all those millions?

Make more millions?

The Night Fire and Melancholy of Old Age

That bubble beauty I'll put in too.

She'll be a new star of Czech cinema.

I have a casting tomorrow, it's some commercial...

A commercial, I will throw that in as well.

- You'll give me a role? - Can you act?

I can do anything.

OK, say "I can do anything" in five different ways.

I can do anything.

I can do anything.

I can do anything...

OK, you have the lead.

Hey, why did you leave Martina?

She's a pain, manipulative, inquisitive,

she watches you, she's demanding, commanding...

Women are like that.

So I'll be alone for a long time.

And what did you have in mind?

How about having more than one woman at a time.

Each one for something else.

You mean many women even in bed?

Yeah, especially in bed.

What's going on here? Go and do this in the forest.

This is the historical centre, not a place for you to shit.

You just drink, fuck and kill one another.

Your ID's, quick.

Or do you want me to let the dog on you?

This is a fire! It's not supposed to be here.

It can't be here.

And what about you, bitch, want some as well?

Have you seen a guy in a black coat, he sleeps somewhere here.

- Aah, the director, I know him. - Could you give this to him.

- It's getting cold here... - Of course, if I see him I will.

Thanks.

Mystical Ecstasy and the New Family

I ended up in the convent.

Smell of gothic stone, black and white phantom nuns

taking good care of me, for free.

- What is it that you are writing? - A film script.

- What is it going to be about? - About me,

about you,

about this city,

about God...

It's going to be a nice film, I will pray for your success.

- I'll give you a part for that! - No, that would never work!

Mushrooms helping again.

Straight from heaven!

Hear the call.

Don't eat of the tree of knowledge or you will see good and evil...

Words under the spell: devil, sin, guilt, law, mustn't,

shame, listen, confess, tell, judge, condemn, burn, punish,

suffer, worry, cross, crucify, torture, deaden,

heretic, catholic, gallows, execute, preach, forbid!

Peta!

- Peta, I'll buy you a car too! - A real one?

Small but real, with a steering wheel and an engine.

Could you help my mother in law take stuff to the bridge?

I can't stand her haggard face anymore.

There are people everywhere and these people are needy

and if you give them what they want, you win them over.

And what do I need?

If I told you, I'd probably lose you.

Hey ho, hey ho... here come the dwarfs...

I'm going to have a car with an engine and a steering wheel!

Are you going to sleep here?

Robert is going to sleep with mummy and you can sleep with me.

Yeah, why not!

You can go through it if you want to.

Let's look at it straight away. We can go to the Vietnamese pub.

You drink?

I try everything once. No problem.

What goes next? I've got to hang in there.

He has the millions.

He's in power...

A nun, I don't understand.

One doesn't have to understand everything.

Why do you show only the bad side of these people?

- Do you want it or not? - Wait!

I liked your films, but why does this one have to be so angry?

I don't know good from bad, I really don't.

We are going to make that killer together.

No problem. And don't worry about Peta.

You can see him whenever you please.

The Angst of Creativity and Commerce

Again I work the text. Shorten. Tighten.

So it has the rythm that Robert wants.

Then when I shoot it like I want.

A screenplay isn't a film.

Like with communism.

I wrote two versions then too. One for the censor, one for the shoot.

- Hi, Thomas! - Gee, Tom,

I went to see you at the hospital but you were not there.

I got that ad in the end. You coming to see the shooting?

I'm planning to make a feature film, you want to assist me?

Action.

Stop. Good.

Good? My ass, it's slow, lazy and stupid,

and I saw some breasts above the foam.

My client wouldn't take that. Do something about it.

Girls - whose breasts were coming out of the foam? Who's got...

I think mine are quite prominent.

Make up!

Make up!

Here...

We are out of money, I would have loved to sit down here.

Once more after filming.

These ads are going to drive me nuts.

I've arranged that bridge for mum, she'll get it in writing.

That script of yours, it's almost there, it's just that goblin.

What is it, is it a vision or a devil?

What are you trying to say there?

You're on vacation or what? Where's the director?

Yes, here.

What do I pay you for, to show off?

Get rid of that goblin, re-write the end, and it's going to be OK.

See you on the steamboat, there will be lots of rich people,

and, at the end, bang, fireworks.

This helps Martina?

Painting nipples instead of dwarfs.

At least she's with people.

If you can call them "people".

Death and Fireworks

It's nasty outside, you'll catch a cold.

Mom.

Mommy.

Where are you? Who's calling?

What's happening?

Mom!

Mom, why did you carry that?

Can you hear me?

I could have helped you, damn!

Fucking dwarfs.

Mom...

Call an ambulance!

Quick!

Mom, say something, speak to me, please!

And so.

Death.

Looking at me.

Waiting for me.

Why fight it?

It's not so bad.

A person comes from earth

and returns to earth.

That's the order.

Finally good drink, good food. End to being homeless.

Next week I divorce Martina. And I'll make a feature film.

Shit, man, congrats, you've got the money for the movie.

I'm so happy fol' You

Hi, Tom, I hear you've got the dough.

You're going to make the film.

You bastard, you stole my script

and you sold your old lady and son for fucking millions.

Leave me, you cow.

Enough of that, granny, or I'll throw you in the river.

You are working on a new movie. What is it going to be about?

- Congratulations, Tom! - I have a surprise for you...

May I?

Well, she's still your wife, after all.

No problem.

Gentlemen...

- Peta is at your folks'? - Yeah.

Martina,

I'm such a fool...

- Oh, no, you're not. - I want you so much.

- You can't be trusted. - I need you so much.

Take off that smelly coat, they want to talk to you.

This is big bucks! What, you're pissed again?

Come here, leave that and come here.

Tom, don't be foolish, don't mess it all up now. Martina!

What else can I mess up, since I've messed up everything.

Want to fight or what?

Alter all, Czech men don't fight!

Violence doesn't belong in Czech films!

Hell! I'll kill him! I'll thrash him!

Stop that, you hear me...

His broken Pinochio trap will be on tomorrow's front page!

Okay! Let's play theatre!

Alter all, it's a film steamboat...

Did you see that? They fell into the river!

Far-reaching,

harmonious,

brillant direction.

You must be satisfied with yourself...

Mystery of the Stone Bridge

- Peta! - Daddy!

So what swear words did you learn today?

Shit, ass, bitch, pussy, I know everything!

Excellent!

- Are we going to see the goblin? - Let's go home.

- There's no goblin, is there? - I don't know myself.

Let's go and look for it!

- You won't tell mummy anything? - Yuupee!

You see, it won't move, maybe it's stuck at the bottom.

What's going on here?

- I promised to take him inside. - Your ID!

You are a director?

What are you filming?

Nothing, there's no money.

Me and my colleague sometimes work as extras.

- Daddy, daddy! - All right.

Quick, take this torch and get back quick.

What's going to happen when we meet him?

- You are scared, aren't you? - No, I'm not.

- How far are we going? - As far as we can...

Our step lost its echo.

We sank into the depths.

I hear only my breath and the breath of my son.

And something else.

Here with us...

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