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GIRL FROM THE KOSMAJ MOUNTAIN

Are you alone?

What's the matter? You got no tongue?

Are you afraid?

You're afraid, not me.

- Have you seen the soldiers? - What soldiers?

A goose. Not worth the bother.

- Let's go. - Wait.

What's your name?

Where did I see that gaze? A falcon's gaze.

Do you know someone among the partisans?

His name is Radovan. Do you know him?

There are many Radovans. How is he related to you?

It doesn't matter.

Do you know the mechanic Petrovic?

- Does he have a workshop behind the church? - Yes.

Will you give him a message?

When you enter the garage, you should say: "Did you sell Uncle Marko's wool?"

If the answer is "Yes, for two pieces of bacon," you can deliver the message.

- Repeat the password. - I know it. - I want to hear it.

- I'll make a mistake on purpose. - Okay, Vladan, she knows it.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Have you sold uncle Marko's... Oh, no.

Uncle Marko, have you sold...

My name is Nemanja Vukovic.

To mark my grave.

Nemanja Vukovic.

Listen to me. Listen to me, people.

Everyone should appear in front of the tavern of Kosmajac at 4 pm

and watch the hanging of the partisan bandits.

City Commander Major Becker.

Say.

Have you sold uncle Marko's wool?

Why is he staring at me like that? Have I made a mistake?

I've sold it for two pieces of bacon.

My name is Dragos. Have you got the message?

- You didn't tell me your name? - Do I have to?

- You know mine. - Nina. - Thank you, Nina.

- Do you know Radovan Ikonic? - Radovan Ikonic?

No, I don't.

Forget about this meeting. And about me.

- Will you? - I will.

I will watch you, even as my last moment approaches.

And as I exhale, I will caress with my weak hand

your lovely figure and your tender stature.

Get out, everyone! You too! Get out! Everyone to the marketplace!

Nina!

That's him. Major Becker, the worst of them all.

- Heil! - Heil!

Can we get away from here now, finally?

Listen, man, surely you're not afraid of dead Serbs?

Blessed Be the Lord forever and ever...

Amen.

- Why did you call me? - I need your help.

Where is the partisan in the white shirt buried?

Why do you ask? Listen, you're far too peculiar.

Your grandpa is very brave, burying unknown partisans.

An old hero from Thessaloniki, he got two Karadjordje's star medals

and two White Eagles.

They're leaving.

C'mon. Take this.

- Which partisan had a white shirt on? - The taller one.

Give me the paint.

- How do you know? - He told me.

Nina, I want to join the partisans.

- Don't be afraid, I'm yours. - What will Grandpa Mladen say?

He would also join if he were younger.

Nina, please get me in touch with him.

- I want to be a partisan. - I'll give it a try.

Nemanja Vukovic.

Nina!

Shut up! Or you'll get killed!

God, don't let him come.

Don't let anyone come.

Stop!

Stop! Throw away the gun!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Nina, quick!

- We have to go. - I have to go home. - You can't go home anymore.

What's the matter, Lule?

It's bad. They're preparing a blockade.

I want to go home.

If you go home, they'll kill you.

- And what about my mother? - We'll send her a message.

- Golub, she'll be in your platoon. - What will I do with her?

Take care.

Do you know how to shoot?

Bandage wounds?

- Goddamn it. - She will learn it.

I'll help her.

If blood leaks, the hand vein

must be tied with a belt.

Then the bandage must be applied slowly to the wound.

The hand shouldn't be tightened too much.

You need to know how to help a man in any given moment.

- To save someone's life. - Radovan!

Let's have a drink.

- Would you like me to roll you a cigarette?

Thanks, but I don't smoke.

The first days are tough.

We all felt that way. Later you either get accustomed or killed.

- They shorten one's torment. - Shut your mouth and don't disturb the girl.

- Watch your tongue. - My tongue is my mother tongue.

Screw your mother tongue.

Gedjo.

Don't call me Gedjo, you dumbo.

- Everyone calls you that. - Everyone is someone else. You know my name.

- We're not intimates. - Hear that? Intimates. Then why stay by my side?

You're following me during the entire war as a flea follows a scabby cat.

- You're my prisoner, in any other case you'd... - What are you saying? - Yes.

You owe me 100 kilos of plums that fell from my tree into your garden.

I shit on your plums. The crows ate them.

- I'm going to check the watch. - Go.

Our troop has run into blockade.

We have to attract all the German forces for

the platoon to stay outside the blockade.

If the Germans discover us, they must think the whole platoon is surrounded.

How will we do that?

I will take the position on the mountain Kosmaj with my platoon.

I know a place where we can make a stand.

Make a stand? There are a hundred times as many of them.

Golub is right. How will you avoid encirclement?

Golub, you will break through to the Moraci with your platoon

Find the troop.

We're surrounded. Take your positions.

Not yet.

Fire!

C'mon.

Attack!

Attack!

- Hi, sweetie. - Hi.

You want me to roll you a cigarette?

- Give me one. - Why give it to you?

- Because I want to smoke. Cut the crap. - Easy, easy.

- Let's first see how much you'll write off the debt. - 10 kilos.

Yeah, right.

This is pure tobacco. And look at the papers. Like a cobweb.

Make it 20 kilos, you crow.

- For me? - Yes.

Thank you.

Shorty! I want eggs with bacon

and a tea from Shumadija.

Don't joke around with him. He doesn't like that.

One of these days he's going to kick you in the head

and then it's: Goodbye, my plums.

Something's wrong with him, I tell you.

What kind of Serb never makes jokes?

- Hello. - Hello. - Hello.

- Everything's fine, Nina. We informed your mother.

- How was it? - So-so.

- Golub, how many men have you lost? - Three.

Three troops from the unit managed to return without losses.

Due to lack of ammunition we have to retreat to free territory. To Uzice.

When are we going?

You're staying here on the terrain with the political workers.

We should stay? But why us?

- The movement must continue. - But what are we supposed to do?

The same thing you did before.

However, you now have to stay out of open battles

with the Germans and chetniks.

What do you mean by chetniks?

They betrayed us. They are on the side of the occupying forces.

We don't have enough arms and ammunition.

Find a solution. When we started, there was even less.

Wait.

S-s-smells like beans.

- Such a fart ass, everything smells like beans for you. - Watch your mouth.

Listen...

Damn it.

What did I tell you? It's beans.

- Too bad your brain isn't in your nose. - Watch your mouth.

Stay here. Shoot only if someone comes.

Stay right there!

Maybe they'll surrender without a fight.

Not here.

He's calling me.

He wants water.

Save your nerves

and ammunition.

Take the weapons and ammunition.

- And how about food? - Take as much as you can.

I could take the whole ox.

Don't move.

- I have to help him. - You can't help him anymore.

Show yourself.

If only I had eaten well.

Where are you, oh chetniks?

- I'll die surrounded by so much food. - We're surrounded by soldiers, dumbo.

Watch your mouth.

Fire!

Don't shoot!

- Who's this smartass now? - That's uncle Paun, the outlaw.

- A helper of the late desperado Koreja. - Kokoreja.

The one who was looting all around Serbia?

Stop bullshitting. Koreja wasn't a desperado.

He killed only the rich ones.

Where are the chetniks, uncle Paun?

They're probably at the mine already.

And you, it's time to let me join the partisans.

Take food and arms, we have to retreat as soon as possible.

Who are you?

Listen to uncle Paun.

If death welcomes you, you will say goodbye to life.

Come in, children.

Welcome to my baptismal "Slava". C'mon children, to the table.

Here you are, child.

Thank you,

Easy, dragon.

Happy "Slava" to you, housekeeper.

Let the next one be in peace and freedom.

And let us be alive then. Cheers.

May God give.

I'm sorry, housekeeper, but we don't cross ourselves.

If a dinner depends on it, I will.

In the name of the Father, the Son and Amen.

How's there?

So...

Did you say something about me?

- Have you heard something about Radovan? - No.

No chance to meet him...

Grandpa, I will go with them.

- Don't let him go, Mladen, he's still child. - Stop it.

- How can he go? - C'mon...

If death wants him, it'll find him even in bed.

Go, son, and don't give up.

Ninaaaaa!

I feel you're here.

- Don't hide. - Who's hiding?

Why are you following me again?

When I first met you, you reminded me of a hawk.

- Where are you from? - Why do you ask?

- You never talk. - Then don't ask.

Do you have someone?

No.

You think that gives you the right to hate everything.

I don't hate everything.

Uncle Mile?

- Who is it? - Hello...

Are you alone? Can we stay at your place?

Not now.

Who's in there?

- Radovan. - Which Radovan? - Ikonic.

Don't.

We're just having lunch.

Have a seat.

- You have weakened, Nina. - And you, Radovan?

Cursed but healthy.

Why didn't you call?

I've been wandering around for months.

- Where have you been? - Everywhere they shoot.

Shoot at who?

- You're uncle Mladen's grandson. - Who are you shooting at, Radovan?

It depends.

Serbs always have more enemies than friends.

I see you are in a war, too.

- Against the Germans. - It's important who you're with, not who you're against.

War is not for women.

I'll take you home. Mother is waiting.

- The Germans would hang me. - I'm here.

- Traitors. - Stop it.

Will you go with me, Nina?

No.

I'll stay with them.

Then you're not a Serb.

They have sold everything that's sacred to a Serb.

We didn't sell freedom like you.

We will buy it with partisan heads.

Let's go.

Listen.

If they go out before us, they'll ambush us.

Give us your word, Radovan, that you won't attack us.

Do you trust me?

I believed you until now.

You can also do that from now on. I promise.

Nina.

No!

Oh son, they really did you harm.

- We'll be back tomorrow. - Go...

And don't worry.

I will watch over him as if he were my own child.

Mom, Mom.

Why are children standing on the side here?

- We can't kill them, too. - Why not?

- They're children, after all! - They're not children, they're Serbs.

Son, chetniks, hurry up!

- Hurry, there's a shelter in the room. - Open up!

- Just a sec! - Open up! - Just a sec!

- You'll wake up my child. - Hurry.

Hiding partisans, huh?

Search the house. And the yard!

Go outside.

Force them outside!

To the yard!

Leave him to me.

Radovan is there. Let's surround them.

Serb, brother,

Hero!

We will not forget that you gave your life for chetniks.

And we will remember who took it from you.

One hundred chetnik rifles wait for righteous vengeance.

One hundred partisan heads will fall for yours.

Eternal glory to you.

Amen.

You're surrounded. Put the weapons down.

Untie his hands.

Leave us alone.

- Do you remember the mill? - I don't.

- Look how much time has passed. - I don't count anymore.

What are you thinking about?

About Milena. And her son.

- What is this Becker doing? - I don't know.

- Getting a shave or a haircut? - Be calm.

Look, there's my house.

- Do you see that window? - Yes. - It's mine. - I see it.

It seems to me it never existed.

And that everything's fiction.

Luckily it's not.

Why luckily?

Because there's a place you can go back to.

Going back?

When?

It has to be over sometime.

Careful.

I want to ask you something, Mrki.

When we voted,

only one person voted for Radovan's life.

It was me.

Why?

I thought you wanted him to live.

Everyone's ready. I'll be in front of the caf�.

As soon as I drop my hat, you shoot at Becker. He has to be ours.

To let them know we exist.

He'll meet his creator.

- Keep your jaws shut, dumbo. - Watch your mouth.

- Idiots. Why are they shooting before the signal. - Where's Becker?

Nina!

- Nina? - Yes, Mrki?

I'm here.

- I lied about having no-one. - I know.

I know.

That girl...

The girl from the mill...

THE END