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SANDBAG DAM

Come closer.

So...

They say... -Yeah?

That if you come really close to the river...

Seriously. Just try. -I don't want to.

If you come close to it

this will happen:

you won't feel the water.

You won't feel the cold, you'll feel enlightened.

Enlightened? OK.

No! -Yes...

Together and... -No...

Just don’t be afraid.

Of course I'm afraid if you're gonna drop me.

That's it!

You got him!

Hold on, Marko!

You beat me by a second. -A bit more than that.

You're good.

Who's next?

Get your tits out for the lads!

Let's hear you!

Get your tits out for the lads!

Who's our birthday boy?

Ivan!

And he's turning...

Eighteen!

Are we getting some pussy? -Yes!

Can you show me the thumb trick? -Sure.

Like this, at starting position.

You can put your thumb high up, or low.

What do you mean? What should I do?

You can have it up, low, or like this.

Low is better.

Let's see who's stronger. -Fight!

I got all As!

I didn't get any.

Hi. -Hi.

They're all here? -Yeah.

Thumper, Daisy, Coco...

Cinnabun...

Baby, Dalmatian...

and Sleepy.

Such good bunnies. But they're not eating.

They aren't hungry. Maybe Mom has fed them.

Yes.

I need a bunny for my project.

For school? -Yes.

Which one?

Come here.

He's so soft. -Yeah.

They're all soft.

He's a wild bunny. -Really?

Then you must set him free. -Actually, he's not.

I was just kidding. -OK then.

Put him back. -I will.

It's OK.

Marko! Fićo!

Race you to Mom!

I'm gonna win! Run!

You won't!

Hey. -Hi. Help me out.

Stop messing around.

You, too.

Put these by the window.

I'll throw these away. -What?

Out the window? -Yeah.

Who are you getting all dressed up for? -I'm going out on a date.

A date? -Yeah.

Who's your date? -A girl called Petra.

Petra? -Yes.

You can't go out with her, she's my girlfriend.

I'm going out with her anyway.

Where are you taking her?

Somewhere where you don't take her. -OK.

You could take her out to dinner.

No. -No?

How about a theme park? -No.

Ice-cream? -No.

Where then? -Far away.

And you guys will leave me here? -Yes.

That's not nice. -Get used to it.

All right. Dig in.

I know how to say motherfucking cunt.

My God! -Your brother taught you that?

It wasn't me! -Yes, it was.

Enough of that before I smack you. Eat your soup.

He must have heard it from someone.

What did the TV say, will it rain again?

Don't worry, we've put up a barrier.

Vanča? -Yeah?

When is Klasnić's funeral?

I don't know yet.

Won't you eat some more?

They say people get that disease from grief.

You need to eat.

I need you to help me carry things upstairs while you're here.

I'm surprised they let you off work on such short notice.

You thought I wouldn't come? -I don't know, Slaven.

You threw away all my stuff?

No. We'd never do that.

We just put it away, temporarily.

I put some hangers in the closet for you.

Great.

You get some rest now. And tomorrow...

We'll need to put up funeral notices, too.

I'll go see the priest in the morning.

All right then.

Yuck.

Don't go too far. -Just down to the shop.

A Level 2 warning has been issued.

A slow-moving low-pressure system is impacting our area,

carrying unstable air from Central Europe towards the Mediterranean.

Not everyone will see the worst of it.

Only the areas hit by excessive rainfall in a short period of time.

It is impossible to pinpoint which areas will be affected.

Car sex on Saturdays with Marko Perić, yeah

Sipping rosé...

Cash or card?

Here.

Thank you.

Have a good one.

What are you doing here? My shift is not over.

I came to see you.

Hi, how are you?

This uniform totally matches your eyes.

You're such an idiot. What do you want?

Sex.

Are you out of your mind? -OK...

I can tell when I'm not wanted. I'll just leave.

You're such a retard. All right then.

Here. We can go in the back.

Really?

Oh, c'mon.

If the old woman sees me, my internship is over.

You'll get an F in shelf stacking. -Yeah.

Park the car and come over here.

It's moving, push now.

Pull!

Push!

Everybody, push!

Go!

All right! Motherfucker.

Hey.

Sorry for your loss.

Well done, man.

I'm gonna be sick.

Your dad was a good man.

A warning has been issued for the entire area.

You can see a sandbag barrier on the levee behind me...

Sandbags were added to enforce the dam constructed 3 years ago...

Watch out now.

I got you here.

I'm wearing you out.

I'm going back up now.

I'm breaking your wrist, and...

Pronation.

You're not focused.

Where are your thoughts?

Look into my eyes.

Why aren't you sleeping? -I'm scared...

That bunnies will sink

and that they'll all drown.

They won’t. -Read me a story.

Read me a story.

How about I tell you one? -OK.

All right.

A story about bunnies?

All right.

Once upon a time there was a boy...

And his best friend was a bunny.

But it wasn't an ordinary bunny.

It was a real wild bunny.

The boy and the bunny were inseparable.

They played together, did everything together.

And they had a secret hiding place.

By the river.

And the bunny...

He taught the boy about the importance of being free.

The boy pretended to get it.

But he didn't get it at all.

And then, one day...

The boy came to their hiding place,

as he always did,

but the bunny was gone.

He didn't come back the next day

or the day after that.

And...

The bunny had left. Without saying goodbye.

Yeah.

The boy was very sad.

And he was angry.

But then the boy found new friends.

And a new gang...

He even forgot about the bunny.

But then the bunny returned.

When?

Where? -Under there.

No, it's just greasy.

What does that mean? -There's an oil leak.

It's the clutch master cylinder. Close the hood.

Take the car to Vlado, tell him we need to buy new parts.

I told him a thousand times, fucking cheapskate.

C'mon, guys. Hurry up.

Hi. -Hi, kiddo.

I brought the car. -Good job fixing it.

Dad said it needs a new cylinder. -OK.

Have a shot with us. -Hey, champ.

I'm good, thanks. -One shot.

Are you sure? You don't wanna get hurt.

Ready... go!

You're good. He's strong.

Let's do the left arm. -You sure?

His left is stronger, he wanks with it.

His left is mean.

He's got potential. -Hard left.

Upstairs.

Where? -Here.

They renovated a bit.

Postmodern style.

But now we have beer handy.

Thirsty?

Have a cold one.

Not very cold.

Right, that's the problem.

How's Fićo?

Great.

And the bunnies?

Coco, Baby, Spike... There are eight of them.

He loves them all to death.

What?

Nothing.

You've grown.

I know. -Thanks for helping with the fridge.

It's nothing. -Wait.

Your tip.

Hi. -Hi.

Did you take care of everything? -Yes.

There won't be any music.

They suggested a kid with a guitar. Terrible.

Your dad would've hated it.

Fuck.

I just walk around them...

Along the edge, like this.

See?

I see.

I met Marko in the hallway.

And?

Go on, say it. -What?

What you were about to say. -I wasn't gonna say anything.

Sure.

What's that supposed to mean? -Nothing.

What would Dad have said?

Leave that.

When will it flood?

In a few days, I guess.

We'll just board an old sofa and sail all the way to America.

OK then.

I thought you wanted to leave this place.

And go to America? -Where would you go?

Slaven went to Berlin.

It's not easy. You must have guts for it.

Yeah.

Will you go to the funeral?

No.

All the guys are going.

Yeah, so they can skip math.

OK, but still.

I think you should go. He's your friend after all.

We haven't really been in touch.

Plus, I hate corpses.

That's gross.

Did I tell you about the other thing? -What thing?

There's a headless cyclist riding around the village.

On the same day, every year... -Stop it.

Can you do this? -No.

Try. -I can't!

No way. -C'mon!

Oh, it's Slaven.

Hi, Slaven. -Hi.

How are you? -OK.

I'm sorry about your dad.

I asked Slaven to meet us for coffee.

Why? -To tell us about Berlin.

I didn't mean to... -No, it's all good.

It's just... I don't really feel like it.

OK. -All right.

See you. -Bye.

Wear something sexy tonight. -Sure.

Bye.

Fingers higher up.

That's too much. Keep your arm centered.

You're not at a bar. -I know.

Ready?

Go!

Gotta go.

What?

OK.

Not so easy, huh?

Well done.

He's my best friend.

The best one of all my friends.

Shots!

Look at this.

And then this.

I like this one better.

You know I can't dance. -Just try.

Easy now.

I came to tell you that I'll give this bunny to Petra.

Get up, I see you're awake.

Get up.

I'll get you!

I'll give you a bunny hat!

I got you!

Watch this now.

Yuck.

Fuck.

Hey. -Hey.

Remember this?

Congo.

It was funny, admit it. -Very funny.

Wait.

I've got imported goods here.

Want some?

Reporters.

Fucking vultures.

Last year they competed who'd wade in deeper.

Remember how we believed in river monsters, when we were kids?

Water rose when they were angry.

And the headless cyclist scared the shit out of you.

How are things here?

Still monsters all around. -I'm serious.

I don't know...

I train.

With your old man? -Yeah.

We're having qualifiers soon

and I want to compete in state championship.

You're not fucking about. -That's right.

Anything else?

I'm not going to college.

My dad needs me here.

And it's cool to fix cars.

I'm pretty good at it.

I guess I'm good with my hands.

Sounds like you have real talent.

You thought you knew everything about me?

My dad has rented out a space

and we'll fix it up when the water recedes.

It'll be a proper workshop.

Like, totally proper?

Yeah.

And you? What's up?

I don't know.

Not much.

All sorts of things.

And your old man, it was... -Sudden.

We hadn't spoken for three years. Since I left.

At all?

That sucks.

Changing the subject.

You and Petra. You two are now... -Yes, we are.

Good for you.

I knew it. She always looked at you like...

Like what? -You know...

Like she was into you.

Are you happy? -What a question.

Yes, I am.

You are.

Your mom must be over the moon. -You bet she is.

And you?

I was seeing someone...

But I'm nowhere near as happy as you are.

And now we run? -Yes.

Let's go.

This is where the office will be. With the desk.

In the back, we'll sell auto parts.

This here is the tire hotel.

The workshop will be outside.

Impressive.

You bet.

What was this place before? Carpentry store?

Some shop with wood.

What?

What?

Why didn't you call?

Not even once.

You wanted me to call you?

You just disappeared.

It's not like I had a choice.

I don't know. You could've said something.

When exactly?

After your mom ran to tell my folks?

Asking them to "take care of it". Like I was some kind of...

So my old man took care of it.

Didn't she share the good news?

Great.

Can you please leave now?

Slaven!

Hi, kiddo.

Let's go see the bunnies. -I gotta go home.

Please. -I must help my mom.

Please. Just for a bit.

I must go home. -Bunnies!

Yeah. C'mon!

How many do you have? -A lot, eight.

Eight? -Yes, and they eat lettuce...

...cabbage, carrots...

This is...

Thumper, Coco...

This is...

Cinnabun, Baby, Dalmatiner and Sleepy.

Sleepy? -Yes.

Will you draw me a bunny?

Now?

Feet...

Paws...

That’s it. -And tail?

Now color it in.

And write his name. -What was it?

Coco.

Slaven needs to go home. His mom called.

Write it down.

Please...

You'll finish it, OK? -OK.

Here you go.

Have a good day.

Just like Coco.

Coco - Coco.

It's not crunchy. -It is.

It isn't. -But it is.

It has to be warm, and hot.

And it must have those bits on it.

Black bits? -Yes.

It's not properly toasted. -It is.

It totally isn't. -It is.

You can't have it with black bits, it's unhealthy.

I called you.

I'm not eating this toast.

Who were you with? -With friends.

Then I had practice. Is it forbidden now?

Marko.

He has to train.

And I do boxing training. Let's go!

Fićo, sit down and eat.

Show me.

That's it!

Marko, let him eat.

If you don't want to eat, go to your room.

Today was a hard day, huh? -Yeah.

For me, too.

What do you wanna do tomorrow? -Have some juice.

All right. -Tuck me in.

All right. Hands up.

Hands down.

Now tucking you in on the sides.

And you're done.

Go to sleep now.

I took her out and wham! I got bitch-slapped right there.

She was too good for you, anyway.

I just tried to get her know better... -Well, you tried.

Can I steal him for a minute? -You can steal me, too.

No, thanks. -You may get slapped again.

Such a funny guy.

You OK? -Sure.

Wanna go in the back? -I'm beat.

Later then?

I have practice with my dad, sorry. -Oh, c'mon...

I wish I could.

Are you ready for the competition?

It'll be really good. -Yeah.

Hello.

Hello.

Slaven, right? -Yes.

I'm Marica, I work with your mom. I teach chemistry and biology.

I'm sorry for your loss. -Thank you.

Your mom says you're doing really well in Berlin.

Hang on in there. I'm sorry about your dad.

Thank you.

I can iron you a shirt for tomorrow.

I don't have one, I brought a sweater.

You can put it here.

I hear I'm doing really well in Berlin.

Rumor has it.

That needs to look neater.

What am I supposed to tell people?

That you're not answering calls?

That I don't know where you live?

How's that normal?

How about you tell them: "We kicked our kid out."

You were of age.

Oh, then it's totally fine.

Drop them when I tell you to. -OK.

When do I drop them? -Wait.

Now.

You didn't do a very good job.

I didn't want to burn my fingers.

Wow!

You're crazy!

Where do you live in Berlin?

On Max-Eyth-Strasse.

Where's that?

It's in the southwest.

There's a really cool park nearby, Messelpark.

It's always filled with people on bikes and skateboards.

Really great crowd. -Sounds awesome.

And, how is it there?

It's OK.

I speak German so it's not hard to find a job.

And the city is full of our folks.

Mostly I wait tables.

It's OK, I can't complain.

Max-Eyet-Strasse... -Eyth.

Max-Eyth-Strasse.

He was an engineer. A genius, apparently.

A genius?

So, a guy like me.

Not really. More like...

Like who?

Like me.

Yeah, right.

What was that? -What?

Like a girl. -I can hit harder.

Try again. -My hand hurts.

Come on!

Come on...

It's disgusting. I hate beans.

How's Berlin, Slaven? -It's good.

Work a lot, make a lot?

Can't complain.

So you send money to your mom, too? -Yes.

How's Marko? -He's good.

He's training for the competition. And he's in love.

Head over heels.

You should come home more often.

Yeah.

These young people today... It's so easy for them to leave.

Leave their home and us parents.

You know what? If my kid ever left...

It would just break my heart. Right, Vanča?

Yeah. -My soul would shrivel.

I know.

It's over?

It's over.

Come here.

Really? -Come on, world champ.

OK.

Wait.

It's all in the wrist.

Your thumb goes here.

Shoulder in a square position.

Place your thumb here.

Look into my eyes, not our hands.

And now, slowly...

Go.

Liv... -Her name is Liv.

I know. She's our favorite. And she's the softest.

She doesn't know colors.

Someone's late!

You're late.

Hey, what's up? -Petra is mad!

Hi, kiddo. -Petra is mad!

Where've you been? -At practice.

Petra is mad! Petra is my wife!

Practising with whisky?

What? -You had whisky at your practice?

Why would I do that?

Petra is mad! Petra is my wife.

I guess I didn't hear my phone.

Did you call me?

I don't have any missed calls.

Why are you bullshitting me? -Enough, Fićo!

What? -Nothing.

Bye, Fićo. See you. -Petra is mad!

I'll call you later...

Bye, Mrs Vanča.

Hi, Marko. -You're late.

I'll call you!

You screwed up, huh?

She's PMSing.

When PMS hits them, women are insane!

Best to steer clear at those times.

Then they'll blame us for everything.

Where were you?

I went for a run. -You did?

We carry bags and you go running. -I'm here now.

What an asshole. We work, and he...

Easy now! You'll tire fast.

Are you OK? -Uh-huh.

Leave it, I'll do it.

Sit down.

Vanča is a cow, OK?

I'm taking a bunny to school!

You're not.

I am! -You're not.

I have to. It says so in the book.

Which book?

The instructions say that we must bring a bunny to school.

I woke up on my own. -Good job!

What's there to eat? -You've got eyes and hands.

Bye, kiddo. -Bye.

I won't wake you up for school anymore.

You're old enough.

I got the ticket, I'm leaving tomorrow.

Come on. -What?

Get in.

Hitting the road.

Buckle up now.

Where are we headed?

Max-Eyth-Strasse. -Wow.

Watch out for the speed bump.

Thanks for the heads up.

It's a person... -A water animal?

It's not an animal? -No.

It's a vehicle. -A water vehicle?

Hi! -It doesn't go on water?

A bus?

Is it some kind of a plow? -No.

Is it...

Does it go on a field?

Is it a crane? No.

Is it...

King Kong? -No.

Correct!

It is? -Yeah.

Great. I'll just go grab a shower.

Don't bother. I'm leaving. Bye, Fićo.

I'll only be a minute. -Petra, you're leaving?

Yeah, it's late. -OK, sweetie.

Bye, Mrs Vanča. -See you.

See you tomorrow then.

You were with him. -What?

Don't act dumb.

You were with Slaven.

I went for a run. -You think I'm stupid, or blind?

What's wrong with you? -With me?

What's wrong with you?

Leave me alone!

I gave birth to you!

Leave you alone? So you can be a faggot?

This is the thanks I get?

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

Quack-quack!

Cock-a-doodle-doo! Quack-quack!

Hi.

Hi. -Hey, man.

Hey, man.

What's up? -Not much.

Hi, Marko. -Hi.

Who are we cheering for?

Thank you, Mrs Vanča. -See you.

And thank your mom for me. -I will.

Hey, big guy. All good?

What's the matter?

Mom hit Marko...

Because of Slaven. She said Marko is a faggot.

Here you go. Four euros.

Thank you.

Hello. How can I help you?

Here you go, four euros.

Hi. How can I help you?

How can I help you?

Petra, please wait!

Wait!

Listen to me for a second! Please!

Just look at me, please!

Hey...

Petra, please. Just look at me.

You're done, you piece of shit.

We must take good care of them.

You know how often they must eat?

Four times a day.

And that's it.

Four times a day.

Get me four bricks.

Four times, also in the afternoon.

And in the evening.

Yes. Carrots, and lettuce..

They eat four times a day.

Vanča, save it for your grandchildren.

I can't help you, I'm sick.

Bunnies are tiny.

We have to take care of them.

Watch your foot.

Loosen your wrist.

Loosen it.

Now cup and pronation.

OK, your forearm.

Now the other one.

Dad.

Focus on the competition. Clear your mind of everything else.

Just keep it cool.

... bringing heavy rain and causing flooding in many areas.

It is now making its way towards Croatia.

The rain expected during the evening could create additional problems.

Soldiers are working around the clock to strengthen the levee with sandbags.

Hi.

Hi.

You can register here.

Marko Perić.

On your right arm. -Thanks.

Time to weigh in.

76 kg.

On the right arm.

Klarić v Stanković.

Just keep it cool.

Štulić v Čanić.

Perić v Košpić.

Štulić v Kosić.

Perić v Krog.

Go Ivan!

Ivan! Ivan!

Not wearing your dress?

You can’t even look at me?

I'm talking to you!

Are you gonna cry now? Pussy.

You're such a fucking coward.

I didn't raise you to be getting into bar fights.

You're mine.

My son.

Wipers on.

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