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BITE OF AN ANGEL

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2-4-4-1-7

0-0-9-0-0-1-7-201

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9-1-8-2-2

Over.

I can't read you well. Do you hear me? -I hear you.

2-10-24-4. 17 degrees, sea is wavy, it's cloudy.

It's better now. -Confirm the reception.

Hallo. Svetac, did you hear the report?

Directed by LORDAN ZAFRANOVICH

You must eat, Uncle.

38,2 degrees C. - Matron, take me to that table.

Easy, Uncle.

A storm is coming.

Alchemire vulgaris, goat leaf.

Harvested this year. 5 leaves is enough.

Holly sacrament, this is stainless steel.

A bit of nettle.

Chop it.

Mix it up, then pour hot water over it.

You could put a jacket on tonight. -In this heat?

Why have you put on that translucent dress tonight?

Don't you like it?

Should I take it off?

It's really pretty.

Who are you seducing here?

Maybe love could happen to us tonight.

Why the heck are you rambling outside in this weather?

I don't know what's wrong with me. Something got over me.

Like something scratched me, knocked me down. I've got a fever!

C'mon, undress that. You'll get sick in that wet shirt.

Come on!

Jesus Christ!

Angel, just like an angel.

Don't be afraid of your Uncle.

You know... Once, when I was a sailor,

I saw an angel. I was sick of malaria.

And he came to me, beautiful and tall, like some youngster.

I thought, he's a devil, Satan.

His cheek was shining like a sun, and legs like pillars of fire.

And he was telling me the names of weeds,

herbs...

and trees.

Uncle!

We should move Uncle to a hospital.

Do you hear me? He will die here!

Svetac, respond. Over.

The old man is very sick, he'll die here.

You see what is weather like. All connections are... impossible.

Come. Will you lie down beside me?

Sometimes you look really scared. -You're just imagining that.

You always say that.

Don't you believe that I still love you?

Isn't that enough?

I don't know what to say.

I desperately want to believe in miracles.

At least in one miracle, so that the past can be erased.

What's wrong with you, shut up, please!

Mercy!

Mercy!

Our Father who are in Heaven...

Mercy! Mercy!

How could I warn them that this is a trap?

They can easily go down, but up... -You better avoid this place.

This is gonna be a nice day.

I was looking for you, but the bed was empty,

now I want to kiss you, and you're avoiding me.

Leave me alone! -Where were you this morning?

What do you want from me?

I'm afraid for you. -Where did that come from?

I was notified this morning that the lighthouse keeper's wife

disappeared on Kvarner. -What did happen to her?

Nobody knows.

She has just disappeared.

She probably got drowned.

Got drowned? -Those are just theirs speculations.

Some of her things were left on the beach.

And some fishermen claimed that they saw an unknown sailboat nearby.

You're not even listening to me.

Do they have a suspect? -There are no clues, so there is no suspect?

Young woman get nut in this solitude.

And what do you suspect in?

In wifes.

I suspect in them.

I watched my father just like that.

And I always wanted to touch his smooth face.

Like yours. Where did you find that?

Who did give it to you?

Did you see somebody?

Tell me, where did you get this!

I don't understand how did it get here.

Sea is always bringing miracles during a storm. -I don't beleive it.

Something like this, the sea didn't manage to cast out for 2000 years.

Pinca tericculi.

Tear off some of it.

And a bit of Calendule flos.

Bring it to me.

People don't know nothing.

Only hot water can extract curative properties from leaves.

Everybody says, lukewarm water! No way!

And where did you ramble last night?

I brought you here to be useful for us.

You are dear to my heart, as if you're my own daughter,

But you're wild, furious. I'll prepare something to calm you down.

Uncle... Last night I saw an angel.

I was afraid. When I saw him, I closed my eyes.

His cheeks were shining like fire.

He had an arrow of pure gold.

The point of the arrow was on fire, shining like a gold.

Then he pierced my heart with it.

That hurt me!

And afterward I was overcome by pleasure.

You are possessed by the devil. Poor child.

Devils were angels, who fell down into the abyss.

And when you are dreaming about that devil-angel, he bites you,

and gives you the lust.

Passion, pleasure, thrill, pain...

And your heart is delighted with that.

Presumably it belongs to 2nd century.

Probably undiscovered finding site.

Origin... North-Italian manufacture.

I didn't know how it ended up in her hands.

Did anyone see something suspicious?

The girl doesn't know anything.

Old man went senile, my wife was outside,

like we are all cursed.

I've searched the entire island. Nothing nowhere.

You are warned to be prepared because of that missing woman.

Just be careful, and keep your riffle close.

We gave a license to one Danish explorer.

And his description? -Blond, young. Eccentric.

Works alone and doesn't contact anybody. Just don't shot him.

How can I distinguish a scientist from a thief?

Thieves are prone to flee...

Hey, are you still there? Over.

Why are you swimming so far away?

If you haven't spotted me, I would go to the other end.

Again you're talking like in a dream.

Why do you always confusing me? Torturing me?

No...

Any problems? -I had to help my wife.

Take care of her. That thing I sad to you this morning...

That was a crime. -A crime?

The missing woman was found dead. -How?

Apparently strangled, it's not known for sure.

It's becoming more interesting. Amphora thief,

then an archaeologist and now a criminal.

Don't let anyone on the island...

Who the hell will come here, we're god forsaken.

Tell me what should we do with Uncle?

Every available boat is searching for that unidentified sailboat.

I doubt we would have any available.

And for Uncle... Leave the old man alone, he is just pretending.

You fuckers.

Hallo?

Hallo?

I was just kidding. Hallo.

3-2-2-2-2.

3-2-798.

3-3-3-9-1-7.

My God, how it shines. -Just a minute.

What is it? -Nothing, I thought I saw something.

Sorry for that, but my wife saw a mirage.

It's not the first, neither the last.

He is fine here. -You know, engineer...

I wonder sometimes, why did that man go to the island?

No explanation, I suppose.

Uncle, I feel some dull pain in the chest.

My entire organism is trembling. I can't stop it.

Since when? -Since this morning.

You have a pain in the chest, and the girl has an angel in her had.

How can anyone understand you?

Sit down.

I feel better.

And trembling? -I say, one needs to believe in herbs.

Uncle, what was the girl talking to you about? -Leave it be, Missus.

Try this. You'll tell me later, what do you see.

In-breathe deeply.

I smoked this when I was in Bombay. I saw some weird creatures,

neither humans, nor beasts. Unknown on this planet.

Golden fields.

Icebergs. Like made of crystal.

I saw woods and flowers

on fire. Burning.

I saw a life under sea.

Big sea-shells.

Mighty chime of a church bell.

Did you see the girl? -You'll have to light up the lighthouse tonight.

No use from those from the coast.

They're not sending a boat for Uncle, not to mention the helper.

Why don't you drive Uncle yourself?

How could I leave you alone?

What's the rifle for? -Light up exactly in 7:15 pm.

And in 10 give the weather report.

Tell them that I'm patrolling around the island, and that...

...the old man is dying.

They'll punish you because of that. And because of the rifle.

Don't be afraid of that.

You'll be blamed if the old man dies. -Light in 7:15, report in 10.

You asked for water.

What miracle has brought you here?

Where are you coming from?

Do you understand me?

Who are you, actually?

What are you afraid of? Did you see someone? -No.

Svetac here. Over. -I hear you. Over.

75-4-4,

80-0-0-1,

917-12,

918-2-3.

Do you have anything else? -I do. Do you hear me? -I hear you.

Notify my sister Tonka, from Komizha,

and tell her to send her husband for the girl here.

Don't die please!

Uncle!

He is really dying. -It is urgent to transport him to the hospital.

Let's call them to come for Uncle. -No.

You must transport him.

Take care. Don't let anyone close.

If you notice something, signal it right away.

You know where the rifle is.

It's a nice view from here.

Indian summer is coming.

Listen, Missus,

run out of here!

Damnation!

Did angel hit you here?

Hallo? Hallo, where are you? Who is there?

For God's sake, answer!

Are you there? -Where else can I be. Stupid draft.

Is it a storm there? -Receive the weather report.

It's nice and sunny, no clouds, calm sea. True heaven.

And we were barely saved by Coast Guard after 4 hours...

What's with Uncle? -He is in the hospital.

Has anyone docked there? -No, nobody.

No ship sailed out today because of the storm.

Maybe tomorrow.

Are you still there?

Warning to all lighthouses!

We warn all lighthouses.

4th august...

the last victim was found strangled 40 miles from the lighthouse Svetac.

It is not excluded that these murders

were committed by the same perpetrator.

Please contact the police if you can give any information...

They say that the perpetrator was a very strong young man.

The mode of killing was the same as with previous victim.

Some traces indicate that victims were sexually abused.

What are you afraid of?

You don't have a clue how much this day makes me happy.

After all these years, I've been alone for a day.

This is beautiful.

I've been waiting for you so long.

What is it?

Calm down.

When I was at your age, I lived in all girl's home.

Four of us slept in the same room.

During long nights, we were coming one to another in bed.

Some fear of unknown got us closer.

And a touch... calmed us down.

Then I would felt some secret bliss.

And some mysterious pains would exchange for

the pleasure of my heart.

I feel how your divine grace and strength

resuscitate my body and bring it to candescence.

My thighs,

my breasts,

my lungs,

my brain.

You are my man!

Kill me!

54-000-81.

3-3-3-91-713,

91-815.

This morning the complete island is shinning.

And everything here is suddenly bloomed.

...heaven for every woman. Did you noticed anything?

No...

Yes. -What? Don't play games! What did you see?

I've told you already. Roses are blooming all over the island.

Not that! Did you notice any sailboat?

You should be aware of the danger...

(Singing an ancient lascivious fishermen's song)

Prepare your holes, you wives,

Prepare your holes, you wives,

your husbands are coming back from the sea.

Here's my pussy, Sea.

Here's my pussy, Sea. Here's my pussy, Sea.

Here's my pussy, Sea. Here's my pussy, Sea.

Here's my pussy, Sea. Here's my pussy, Sea.

All my life has been nothing else but guilt, escape and remorse.

And when I approached you for the first time,

I didn't know where I found a courage to do that.

Maybe, all my life I've anticipated that you're destined to me.

I didn't told anyone about my father.

I was ashamed.

Until I met you.

Often, when I was undressing myself,

I felt his hand on my skin.

And it was the only thing that would excite me.

For years, I thought that he was dead dead.

He was in Austria, in a refugee's camp.

And after that, he immigrated to America.

And disappeared.

All the pretty things and dresses that he sent to me,

were signed by some women.

And one day, my mother started to prepare me

for all the stuff that would happen later.

When I was 19, just about my birthday,

she told me that I would travel to Trieste, and meet my father.

It was so extraordinary.

I had never tidied up myself so god for a man, like then for my father.

Some unknown men met me at station.

And drive me to Piazza Unita.

It was a beautiful day.

People were sitting under parasols, and a music was playing.

Unknown men paused for a moment.

Among the masses of people, I recognized my father.

He was so young and handsome.

He run toward me.

I felt a man.

And he was hugging me so strong.

Do you understand me?

You speak with touch... with eyes.

All these years, I was indifferent to all people and events in my life.

I've been awaiting for you, since that afternoon,

when me and my father wondered through streets of Trieste.

When we watched shopwindows, when he was buying me dresses.

We were holding by hands and laughing to everything.

It was magical, like we were two lovers.

That afternoon we drove to Sistiana. Father took a royal suite in a hotel.

He had enormous desire that I undress myself, to see his little girl.

And I had overwhelming desire to show my father that I was a woman.

He was surprised, touched me.

And I felt some unknown excitement.

He pronounced my mother's name.

Since then, I've been feeling a restlessness.

Several nights, I didn't close my eyes.

I had enormous desire to be loved by a man

who was so adorable like him.

For all these years I didn't feel such a pleasure.

Except when I nursed my son.

I washed and smeared him with child lotions.

But the motherhood didn't last for long.

Just for a few months.

Until my husband became jealous and searched

all possible ways to keep us apart.

He accepted all meaningless jobs abroad.

Just to isolate me from everyone else.

My son was raised by his mother.

I received a telegram about son's accident, while I was in Laurent,

a town that strongly reminded me of my hometown.

We returned home by first airplane.

I run in the hospital where our son was lying.

He was no longer able to recognize me.

I sit for 21 day next to that glass chamber.

Four operations were carried out in one month.

Feel of guilt was increasing.

Why was I not able to devote

to the motherhood instinct like other women?

I wasn't certain no more,

did I want him to survive,

or to die.

While I watched over my son, I was imagining

that I'm running through woods,

and that someone unknown was following me.

I was anticipating some erotic excitement.

I realized that I gave myself in a marriage which benumbed me.

After the death of my son, I was involved in many relationships

with various men. I didn't even know the names of some of them.

My only desire was to forget everything.

My husband didn't care.

Until one morning, when he told me that he abandoned everything,

that he had no strength any more, and that his only wish was that...

we live alone, far away from everyone.

That was the time when his mother died, as well.

He looked terrible, like abandoned child.

I felt sorry for him.

He assured me that our life is a mistake,

and that he was the only one to be blamed for that.

Then he accepted the job of a lighthouse keeper.

Everything was coming late in my life.

Even you came too late.

If I would go with you...

I feel something tonight.

The first time I saw you, I felt an irresistible desire to kill my self.

Will you help me to disappear?

No... I couldn't repeat all those chasms again.

I'm afraid of your departure, and I know for certain that you will go.

The life without you, horrifies me.

For the first time, a man is more important to me than myself.

You have led me to the Heaven's gate.

I'm liberated and ready for a long journey with you.

For the first time I love my body,

my breasts,

my thighs...

My...

I love it all.

I'm happy.

No more lying.

Hallo, Svetac, respond. Strijelac is calling, over.

Svetac... respond.

Hallo, respond! Who is that?

A sail.

Did you say "a sail"? Hallo. Svetac?

Hallo? Over.

Dora, hallo, do you hear me? What's going on there?

Who is there? Hallo, answer!

I am. -Ivanka, is that you? What sail?

Ivanka, confirm if the sailboat is with a red sail? -Yes.

Is he in the house? -Yes.

Are they together? -They are.

What are they doing? Where is my wife, for God's sake?

Why are you yelling?

Have anything happened yet?

If you insist, you can call it like that.

It's something that you would never understand.

Who is he? -It's irrelevant who he is.

How long has he been on the island?

Long time.

Are you leaving?

Yes.

For God's sake, don't do something which you will regret.

I've never loved another woman.

Hallo, do you hear me? I will call again, hallo! -Don't. I hear you.

Forgive me, if I lost my temper sometimes.

I've always been lonely with you.

And last year we betrayed the only human reason to live with people.

And that's why we were desolate and unhappy.

Our life had a bad smell of past and infirmity.

And a devastating feeling of guilt.

Hallo... Hallo, are you there? -Yes... yes.

We made some mistake, long ago, in our beginning.

I didn't know the meaning of love.

And neither did you.

Hallo, do you hear me?

I don't hear you no more.

I'm loosing you.

Don't hasten me. We have our entire life for that.

Because I knew that miracle would happen.

That you would come to kill me and to take me to Paradise.

I cherish every moment with you.

I'm liberated and ready for a long journey with you.

More! More! Harder!

To the last part.

My entire body is overwhelmed with this divine flood.

I want to disappear!

I want to disappear!

Kill me.

Squeeze it! Squeeze it!

Squeeze it!

Squeeze it!

Kill me, my angel. Destroy me!

Translated for KG by: Lemonzoo

Proofread by Quigley