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CLASS ENEMY

Hello.

Good morning.

How are we all?

Miss, have you marked the tests?

Yes, but I wouldn't be quite so excited if I were you.

I'd like to introduce Mr. Zupan.

Špela! Špela, what's going on?

I'm paying attention. — Špela, how many times have I asked you...

Thank you Špela.

So,

Mr. Zupan will be your new class teacher and German teacher.

I'll hand the tests out. — Can I?

No, I'll do it, you know l like to.

So please just stay seated.

Primož, no mistakes.

Congratulations.

Špela.

I don't fucking believe it.

Sabina,

what happened?

Tadej.

Miss, about the school leavers' trip, we started collecting money...

We'll sort that out later.

Luka.

Listen,

is it OK if Mr. Zupan tests you next week?

Sure, no problem.

Let's get on, then.

Here you are girls... Anything unclear?

Have a look at this and next time it'll be better.

Luka, how are things at home?

I thought you'd be away from school another day or two.

It's OK.

Just so you know, it's not a problem. — I know, thanks.

Would you like to talk to the school psychologist?

What? Isn't Sonja OK? — I don't know.

Go and see her, otherwise...

You know you can always talk to me.

Yo, yo, yo, where are all you dudes?

Carnival concert next week, be there or be square!

I'm sorry you had to wait, but it was really important.

That stuff that's supposed to be music... Is it always so loud?

Yes. But just during breaks.

Is that everything?

We've gone over the syllabus and the tests

so you know the level they're at.

Yes, and it worries me.

But fine, that's my business now.

You've told me about Luka. — Yes.

Yes.

Do I need to know anything special?

Everyone is something special. — I wasn't thinking about that.

I noticed that they're excitable, disobedient,

unfocused.

They're young—

And

they're a nice class.

So you've been in the class? — Yes.

Good. Did you arrange things with Nuša?

Yes.

So how does it seem compared to your last school?

Different.

Different. Is that good or bad?

Different.

My dear colleagues, some of you have already met him,

this is Robert Zupan, our new mathematics teacher,

I mean German teacher...

I apologise.

And he'll also be taking over Nuša's class.

What do you mean, different?

I'm Saša,

pleased to meet you. I teach gym.

Sonja, school psychologist, welcome. — Thanks.

Hi, I'm Matjaž.

Come.

Nuša.

You know I love you, yes?

And we love you.

I would let you go a bit earlier,

but since this is my last lesson I want to have you right to the end.

Sabina, would you play something for us?

Imagine an octopus

that's got hold of your ankles. It's pulling you.

An octopus.

In time

you feel it less.

It's still got you, but you feel it less.

Then you stop caring so much. But

of course YOU care.

You just feel it less.

That octopus,

Luka,

is grief.

You know.

The fact

that your mother died is very hard.

But

the octopus

will ease its grip through talking, you know.

Can I go now?

It will ease its grip.

Greece. Frigging Spain. What's your dream?

The Greeks are lazy. — You're not going there to work.

And the Spanish are hard-working? — Well, whatever...

I'd go to Spain because... — You'll just get angina and stay home anyway.

I had flu that time.

I vote for Greece.

Guys, we need to get organized and book this.

Come on, don't be so disorganized!

Primož, you're a real jerk!

Why did you stand up?

I'm asking you why did you stand up?

Because we have to.

Because you have to.

Do you know what a ritual is?

We perform them at precisely defined events,

at a precisely defined location and a precisely defined time.

There are a lot of them.

Religious and national rituals,

birth and death.

Each individual has his own personal rituals that he sticks to.

In the morning, when he wakes up, in the evening before he goes to bed.

You standing up now is a ritual too.

It is intended to show respect and that you are orderly.

It has no vital importance, but

we don't need much just to live.

So why do we?

Excuse me?

Why do we live?

People don't throw food on the ground and eat it with their bare hands.

We go to the toilet in specially designated places

and we don't defecate and urinate in the living room.

By standing up you perform a ritual and show me that you are not animals.

If you wish to distinguish yourselves from common animals you will perform the ritual

and stand up.

In my class, in my lessons, you will be people.

Be seated.

Your last test was not a realistic indicator of your level.

Last week we had two other tests, and we didn't have time to learn...

Before we speak, we raise a hand.

That's also a ritual that we'll stick to. Is that clear?

OK.

Tadej, right?

Tadej, you misunderstood me. At this level,

you should all have at least an A minus in the test.

If you want to know your real level of knowledge,

deduct two grades from your current marks.

So I got a grade of H?

Learning means not knowing;

wanting means not being able to.

Who wrote that?

What?

Learning means not knowing; wanting means not being able to.

Well?

Mann.

Thomas Mann.

Goethe.

Nietzsche.

Cankar.

Starting today, we're going to do things differently.

Tonio Kröger

is an autobiographical character of

Thomas Mann.

This means that many of the traits

that pertained to the writer himself,

were used in the activities of the character,

in order to be able to talk more easily about things that troubled him.

Thomas Mann did not live according to the established norms

and customs of the time in which he lived.

He portrayed the issues of society at that time with

exceptional psychological incisiveness

and deep personal involvement.

Perhaps I'd rather be an animal, Mr. Human Teacher.

Superman Robi.

Would you like to have two dads?

I would.

Sure, you would.

I wouldn't have two like the one I have now, but if they were alright...

But then you wouldn't be alright. — Tadej!

It is logical to grow up with a mother and father.

But if you say that, you're just a Fascist in Slovenia.

Yeah and you know best what's right for a child.

Sorry, but if you grow up without a mum, you can't be normal.

We'll see.

You know what I meant.

You know, from the start, when you're a little kid.

It's OK, no sweat.

No sweat?

I'd break his neck if I were you.

You can't just go round breaking people's necks.

And I'm the intolerant one?

I'm thinking in the right way. Me and the majority of Slovenians.

Can I go to the bathroom? — Yes, you can.

Me and the majority of Slovenians? — That's right.

Well he's right.

But it's not educationally acceptable to let him know that.

He'll get over it. — His father never got over it.

So what kind of coffee do you like to drink?

I forgot my scarf.

So what did he do then? — I don't know, I left.

What about Sabina? — I think she stayed inside with him.

You're shitting me. — it's true.

Hang on a moment.

Maybe he just likes Mozart.

Come on, he's a nutcase. His type doesn't like anything.

Maybe he's a pedophile.

You can't just say stuff like that.

She was playing the piano and he came to listen. That's that.

What's up?

Well, our new German teacher is up for teenage girls.

Are you shitting me? — Nik's just stirring it up.

Well, yesterday I went to fetch my scarf

and he was alone with her in the classroom.

Sorry sir...

In German, please.

Sir, please excuse us.

We were at a rehearsal for the

Carnival concert.

Carnival concert...

No, no, just stay where you are.

Luka.

D minus.

I understand your situation, but

knowledge does not heed outside influences.

It is what it is.

Sit down.

Nik.

For sometime now you’ve been dealing with Tonio Kröger.

Could you describe him?

I don't know.

I think he's

blond with blue eyes.

I don't know exactly.

It would appear that we did not read the novella?

So what is his friend like, then?

Hans Hansen?

Thank you, Nik. Sit down.

Sabina,

tell me...

What kind of relationship do Tonio and Hans have?

I think

Hans does not like Tonio.

Why is that?

Please elaborate.

He prefers to associate with other people.

Yes.

Why?

Sit down.

Mojca,

come up.

No sir, please. — Come, come.

So, how is it going? — What?

The preparations for the concert. — Oh yes, great.

Just be sure it's not like last year.

Better for me that it's not. — I would say so.

How about your grades?

Everything going to plan. I'm looking at three retakes,

so no need to worry about me, Principal.

This song is for our new class teacher Robert Zupan.

Class 4A wishes him a very pleasant time at this school,

at least as pleasant a time as we have in his lessons.

Robert, this one's for you.

Is that how you deal with problems?

I haven't decided yet.

You don't know what you want to do in life?

No, not yet.

Not yet?

So when will you know?

In an hour?

What if you never know?

How do you decide in the morning what you're going to wear? Is that a problem, too?

Alright...

I'm giving you one more chance for a positive grade.

How would you describe the word "loser"?

Find it. "Loser".

Mozart knew what he wanted when he was five.

Alright, perhaps his parents knew.

It would be good

if more young people had parents like that.

But you're not all Mozart's.

Did you find it?

OK, so read it out.

Loser. Noun. Pejorative.

Unimportant, useless person.

"How could she like such a loser?"

As an expletive — "get lost, loser".

Do you want to become that?

If I had been teaching you last year,

it would be different.

You wouldn't be so

and you'd know what you want.

Just like you knew when you asked me, why do we live.

Sabina, you have something.

Start to use it.

And keep playing the piano. You're good at it.

Very good.

Definitely better than at German.

Dressing up as some stupid kitten, I don't think so.

All the girls in Class B will do that,

those airheads have no imagination.

Sabina and I know what we're going to be. — What's that?

You'll see.

What a jerk.

Total Nazi.

Really?

It really suits you.

I'll give it back after the Carnival concert, OK?

I'm off, so I don't get an absence penalty.

So is everything OK? — I don't know. It should be.

Is it or isn't it? — Hey, all I know is what the principal told me.

I'll go get the card.

Primož, you can write something nice in it.

We should really take it to Mr. Zupan to sign it, too.

Yes.

I'm in favour of El Presidente taking it to sign. — No, come on.

El Presidente...

Now you’re going to be nice to him, after he was such a jerk to Sabina.

It's OK. — Sorry, but I'm not taking it to him.

Sure you will, so at least you get to do something.

What if there's something wrong with the baby?

The card will still be nice for her. We can't do any more.

The principal received a call.

Is everything OK with the baby?

Your classmate Sabina is gone.

She committed suicide.

If you want to talk about it, I am available.

I think

we need to talk about your feelings.

My dear students,

owing to the tragic event, the Carnival concert is canceled.

Lessons will continue tomorrow according to the timetable.

Thank you.

She really didn't seem like that.

It's this fucking school system and everything those idiots want from us.

Yeah well, I'm always pointing that out.

Then we'd all have killed ourselves.

If she couldn't handle it, then she obviously couldn't live in this society.

Primož, just 'cos it suits you to be under pressure

doesn't mean we're all like that.

Yeah?

First he marked her down, then he tortured her in private, the Nazi bastard.

I'd never seen her the way she was when she came out of his office.

And what do we know about what he did to her there?

If he was guilty, she would have done him in.

So who was guilty then?

Something has to change, now.

Are you going to biology?

Fucking Nazi.

He should be right up your street.

Shut it, rice-muncher!

What are you doing?

You're wrecking it now she doesn't need it? — No, Sabina's parents...

Špela?

Špela!

Let her go, it's OK. — At least leave us what isn't yours!

What are you going to do with that junk?

Did she write any kind of note?

I mean, why she did it. — No.

We still don't know anything.

She didn't say anything to me.

But you were best friends.

Maybe you didn't listen to her.

Supposedly suicides give loads of signs before they do it.

But then someone else would have noticed something.

She seemed to me just like always.

How's that?

I don't know, just like she was.

What was she like when she wasn't like always?

How were things in her home?

I don't know.

I never went there.

You never went to her house?

Did anyone ever go to her house?

So are we doing the essay tomorrow?

You'd like to do an essay tomorrow?

Before the funeral?

Well, I studied for it, it seems a shame not to. — You're such a jerk.

I agree with Primož.

A person chooses his own priorities in life.

So it is only right for me to help a student and to give him an immediate opportunity.

Primož, come up.

Come, come.

Silence.

Anyone else is welcome to join him. Come, come.

Thomas Mann's oldest son

committed suicide.

Thomas Mann did not want to go to the funeral of his own son.

Why do you think

that was the case?

That's not part of the subject. — No.

Thomas Mann is the main part of the subject.

Thomas Mann's oldest son Klaus was a writer too, like his sister.

He wasn't at the funeral

because they were both writers?

This was not anywhere in the material.

I'm interested in your opinion.

The opinion.

How would you define the word "opinion"?

An opinion is something you have.

Something you think about something.

Good.

So now can you answer the question?

Sir, I didn't know that I had to know all this. — In German.

I don't understand.

He didn't go to the funeral because he was probably ashamed.

Ashamed?

Interesting.

Do you think your parents are ever ashamed?

I really didn't know that we had to know all this. — In German, please.

Do you think your parents

are ashamed of what you do?

I do not think this is a difficult question.

What is this, just 'cos Sabina killed herself we all have to deal with it, or what?

Excuse me?

At least you have an opinion on something.

For a D grade tell me that sentence in German.

Or don't say it and get an F.

The decision is yours.

Just because Sabina killed herself

it does not mean we all have to deal with it.

Thank you.

Sit down.

Would you rather go for a coffee? — Yes.

Off you go.

Primož.

What happened?

What? — What, tell me!

Just like he doesn't have any feeling for others, he doesn't have any feeling for volleyball.

It was an accident.

I did apologise to him.

Hello. — Hello.

Good afternoon.

So now we're in the third phase of grieving.

This is the phase of becoming reconciled...

The fourth phase is the phase of becoming reconciled.

The third phase is the phase of sadness.

This phase lasts the longest.

It's the hardest phase.

People can also experience depression, which can be dangerous.

This can be mitigated by talking.

Then there's the fourth phase, the phase of becoming reconciled.

The big thing about this phase is

that we think it'll never come, but it does.

I want you to know that there is no definite reason

why Sabina committed suicide.

You are all under pressure.

With expectations from your parents and school,

and you want to be free

but are still dependent on your parents.

People differ and respond

very differently to these expectations.

And I would

like...

OCTOPUS

I would like you to understand

that people react differently to pressures.

I'd never have expected this.

Give me a break.

I'm serious,

it's really nice.

It's beautiful.

Why didn't you come to the funeral yesterday?

I was helping my mother.

My father is ill and my sister is too little.

We don't have time for the third phase.

But I can go today.

Thomas Mann declared after emigrating to America

that Germany is where he is.

He lived in such away that he always supported the ideas

of human freedom.

What?

Is something wrong?

Are we really going to have a lesson?

So when is the right moment for us to move on?

Tomorrow? The day after? In a week?

You're the same as Primož.

No.

I'm not looking out for myself, but for you.

There is a time for grieving

and a time for living.

As if nothing happened?

It happened.

It happened.

Life goes on.

Where to? — Out,

so I don't go crazy.

Yeah, let's go.

Maruša...

I'm in favour.

Me too.

Yes. — The only thing this school cares about is grades.

The principal would prefer to kill anyone who's not an A plus student.

OK, steady on. — The problem is in the system.

Tadej, the problem is that Zupan is a total bastard.

It's the truth. Since he came to school everything changed.

Everyone wants us to be tolerant and nice to queers, foreigners and animals,

but in truth it's them that's rotten.

Politicians, parents, teachers, everyone, they just steal and lie.

So it's no wonder we are the way we are, right?

Zupan's a Nazi. That's a fact.

In any case it's him who's to blame.

Him too.

Hello. — Oh, hello.

I see that you have taken rituals to heart.

But as usual, you have misunderstood their essence.

Sit down.

Thomas Mann expressed throughout his life

the principles of humanism,

for he experienced first-hand many things,

from Totalitarianism to death in the family.

All this influenced his novels,

and it is important for an understanding of his work,

on which you will be writing an essay tomorrow.

It's a provocation.

I don't know if this is a provocation. I think it's more a cry for help.

I gave them the chance to talk, but they refused.

If we indulge them now, they'll really think we're guilty.

What does this have to do with you?

I mean, we're a school. An institute.

An institution.

Yes indeed.

We need to move on.

They'll get over it.

A man's dying is more his survivor's affair than his own.

Mojca.

Mojca.

Mojca.

You realise how serious these accusations are? — Maruša saw them.

So where is Maruša now?

She didn't dare come.

But Sabina told us everything. — And there's that business in his office.

Apart from Primož, we've all been given bad grades.

OK, almost all. — That's not the point.

Yes it is. This whole school system is.

Tadej.

My dad put it well: "What if someone else kills themselves because of him?"

You don't know what his lessons are like, and how he treats us...

You didn't do anything, you just canceled that concert.

Any more like that and there'll be consequences.

Alright, I agree. I don't know what it's like with Mr. Zupan.

But

he's new. It's probably just as hard for him as it is for you.

Oh yeah. — Yes, Nik. Feet down please.

Give him a chance.

I agree that Mr. Zupan

is more demanding, but that isn't and can't be a reason

to hold him guilty for the death of your classmate. I think that's clear.

I'll talk to him.

And you can also make an effort.

Perhaps you're just not listening to him properly.

Well no one can understand him anyway if all he uses is Nazi lingo.

Špela!

I'll forget the candles. It doesn't matter who did it.

And you need to calm down. We'll sort this all out.

Right?

Right.

Come in.

Hi, Robert.

I know your class well, and we get along.

So I can help you.

Look

we could go somewhere and talk about it.

After school...

They're starting up those...

You know, serious concert seasons of serious music.

I mean, I've always wanted to listen to

deeper music. Classical.

I think

you're the same.

Where would you like to go?

To the classics or El Classico?

Who's on the program?

Mozart,

Messi,

Xavi?

Thank you for the coffee.

Come here.

How are you?

Nervous?

A bit?

It's completely normal and understandable.

Some of us teachers know how you feel.

And some teachers will never know. Am I right?

Yes.

Let's get started. First the girls. Off we go.

There was not a single sign.

Or we were not able to see it.

Maybe she found out.

Who would have told her?

What if she thought that we were acting differently because of it.

We had some problems,

perhaps she thought she was to blame.

We didn't have any problems.

We had rows, like everyone.

You told me you were glad that at least she wouldn't take after me at all.

She didn't hear that.

Maybe she did.

What if we had really behaved differently if she was ours?

Maybe we had.

We can't know that.

It's not right that we didn't tell her.

Maybe by doing that we killed her.

If we allow them to think Robert is guilty for Sabina,

then tomorrow someone else will be guilty.

Me, you,

anyone.

Robert is too strict with them. He really doesn't now how to behave.

Really?

What? What are you trying to say?

So who are you most concerned about?

Robert, the class, or yourself?

And who are you concerned about?

Everyone, of course.

I wouldn't like to be in Robert's place.

They're hurt. They chose someone and he was the easiest pick.

The most appropriate pick.

How much is a human life worth?

I ask myself this question every day I come to school

and face the fact that you're not here.

Let them keep acting as if nothing has changed.

But that's not true. Everything has changed.

Sleepless nights. Injustices by teachers. Provocations.

Playing on our nerves. Justified anger. Asocial students. Negativity.

That's always been part of this school.

Now it claimed a victim.

Not the first one, but let's hope the last one.

Everything has changed.

Sabina, without you it's different in class — sad and tragic!

We miss your laughter, your cheerfulness and energy.

But lessons are going on normally.

Or as our class teacher Robert says — "Life goes on".

It's as if life means nothing to you teachers.

All you care about is that our results are above the Slovenian average.

Are we just statistics to you?

Some people can handle all this pressure, and some can't.

Sabina couldn't.

Her life ended because of it.

But you teachers have your heads in the sand, pretending it's not your fault.

I open the window.

What is happening... — Do you like this tune, Mr. Zupan?

The window is opened.

You listened to it in the classroom with Sabina. Alone.

What happened? — What did you want with her then?

Did you look into her eyes and see that she had problems?

Then in your office did you look into her eyes?

The window...

Did you treat her like everyone — like an object!

...an object.

In the second sentence...

You want us to be people, but you treat us like animals!

If you listened to us, it might be different. But no one listens to us.

...from active to passive.

Do you like this tune, Mr. Zupan?

Does it play in your head when you go to sleep?

Do you see Sabina and her eyes full of hope,

which you have extinguished forever with your Nazi methods?

Who listened to Sabina? No one.

Who is listening to us?

No one.

Us and our parents are the ones who pay your wages,

but you don't know how to do your work.

That's enough! Stop it! — To make students feel good at a school

that has become a hotbed of competitiveness and negativity.

Stop it, I said!

Her death is your fault, Mr. Zupan!

We'll never see her again. She won't be with us when we leave this school.

That's enough, you understand! Enough!

She won't be with us on the leavers' trip.

Perhaps you wanted that, Mr. Zupan.

Sabina, we miss you.

Sabina, we'll never forget you.

Never!

You've gone very far. Very far.

But ma'am, we were...

One-week suspensions can be the end of everything

or just the beginning.

I hope you're aware of that.

You said you would talk to him. — Yes.

I said I would,

and I would have. But now it's pointless.

When? She didn't kill herself yesterday.

If I see you even close to the radio, you're out of this school. Is that clear?

I know it's hard for you. But that doesn't excuse what you did.

The teachers are angry and hurt. And you probably realise that.

At the next lesson you will apologise to Mr. Zupan.

Each individually.

Then I'll ask him if you did that.

Watch out if you don't.

You watch out.

Off you go. — Ma'am, please...

Everyone out, I said.

I just read it out, it was Luka that wrote it.

I'm not going to apologise. — Me neither.

Fuck that bastard. — Yeah.

Yeah, fuck him.

Sir.

Yes, please?

We would like to apologise for the radio broadcast.

We did not know that... — Bitch.

I'm not sorry.

What's that?

You apologise.

Really?

Why?

For your Nazi methods, that's why.

It's all your fault that this happened.

That what happened?

That you accused me

of being a Nazi in front of the whole school?

You never give up, do you?

You keep on and on with this German and your sermons, always being clever.

Do you want us all to kill ourselves? — Please calm down.

You keep this German going just so you have control over us.

I don't know if you realise

what you're saying. — I want to puke when I see you!

I don't give a fuck if they expel me, I'm not coming to your lessons any more.

I can't bear to look at you. — Luka, sit down and calm down.

You're disgusting. — Luka!

Goodbye.

Did they apologise?

Yes.

Well I knew you’d sort it out.

Are you OK? — Yes, a bit tired, you know...

I'd say so. Thank you so much for coming.

Don't worry, Zdenka, I was always able to handle them.

I know, that's why I called you.

It'll all be OK.

Yes, it will now. Thank you again.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon, Miss...

Sit down.

Look...

My husband and I had a name chosen for the baby along time ago.

But when this thing happened, we decided differently.

So now little Sabina says hello.

And?

Excuse me?

Do you think you're any less guilty because you gave your daughter that name?

I wasn't even here. — She killed herself when you left.

Do you think the Nazi helped us at all? — Špela!

Why didn't you come earlier? — It doesn't matter why you didn't come.

Really nice of you.

All this because you left. If would all be OK if you hadn't.

It was because of you that Robert came. And because of him she killed herself.

And we also really missed you at the funeral.

Say hi to Sabina.

Do you really not care?

Do you care at all or what?

What?

You haven't said a word.

You weren't on the radio, you haven't joined in with anything.

And then with Nuša you were totally silent.

Luka...

Your best friend killed herself, and you act as if it was nothing.

Get lost. Get lost!

You couldn't say anything to me when my mother died.

You were silent when Sabina killed herself.

And you've got nothing to say now, too, Mojca.

Be seated.

Mojca.

Would you read this please?

A man's dying is more his survivor's affair

than his own.

Thomas Mann.

At this time a lot of people are thinking about Sabina.

I am thinking about her, and not just because I am writing about her.

Her parents are thinking about her. They are sad and miss her.

Her cat Frida, who has slept in her bed since she died,

probably misses her too.

My boyfriend Luka misses two people at the same time,

and I cannot imagine how that hurts.

Nevertheless I believe that she is also missed by those

who at first glance seem not to.

Sabina is everywhere you turn.

If you look out the window,

if you walk along the corridor or just before you go to sleep

and in the morning when you wake.

But Sabina misses no one.

Sabina saved herself from ever having to miss anyone.

Through her actions, Sabina ensured

that she will never experience what she has caused for us.

Why she did it, we do not and cannot know.

Perhaps we need to respect a person's decision,

but not when it affects others.

But I am not interested in why she did it,

since I know that when she did it she was not thinking of me.

Or of her parents or her cat.

She was thinking only of herself,

while I will think of her until the end of my life.

And as much as I miss her, I also hate her.

I am so angry at her that I would kill her again

if she appeared before me.

Perhaps I can say this because I know it will not happen.

Sabina, you left me alone.

You left us alone.

And I am angry because you do not know how that hurts.

At the same time I would just like to be able to say this to your face,

and then hug you.

Bravo Mojca, bravo. Come on, a round of applause.

She wrote what she felt. — What are you going on about?

Do you remember?

If you've screwed my radio shows, then let's at least see this through.

And listen, it was nice what you wrote, but now Zupan thinks it's none of his fault.

What if they punish us? — What for? We were just wearing masks.

That was a chance to screw the system, but the lady here went all artsy.

What system? What are you talking about?

You never thought twice about Sabina until she died.

I'm not even sure you know her surname.

I thought you were more together than this. Do you really not understand?

We're all to blame for Sabina's death.

Because we weren't able to talk...

You gonna write another essay?

Give it a rest, Tadej!

First you were so cool, but now your babe's upset you're shitting yourself?

Stop it! — Jerk.

You Slovenians. If you're not killing yourselves, you're killing each other.

Mojca clearly wrote in her essay...

Essay, Robert? What essay?

Your class hates you!

You said you had sorted it out.

They rebelled because...

Because they saw how you were tormenting Sabina,

and then to cap it all you told them "Leben geht wetter".

"Das Leben geht wetter." — Whatever.

And because everyone else danced around them

and treated them with kid gloves,

they take every well-intentioned word as a cruel attack on their personal freedom.

Welcome to the twenty-first century!

They used to fear us, now we fear them. That's how it is.

Look, your teaching methods are entirely your own affair

as long as they don't put the school in a bad light.

This business has gone too far.

We're on the verge of a disaster.

If the class keeps its revolt going long enough,

in the end no teaching method will work.

Being a student

isn't a right, it's a duty.

I don't care if the whole class hits the streets now.

Secondary school is not an obligation but a privilege.

Great. So you'll tell the journalists that when they call why I expelled a whole class!

In your place I would think about how to educate them into people,

and not about journalists.

If you keep up your stubborn insistence and arrogance,

you'll have plenty of other things to think about.

But if you let me run things the way we always have,

then you and I can sort this out differently.

The way we do things at this school.

Differently.

Do we have a deal?

What?

How are you?

What? — I'm just wondering how you feel.

Fine. Why?

Because you screwed the whole class.

Zupan crapped himself for sure.

He's never late. We won.

Won?

So what's this all to you? A football match or what?

We didn't win. Right now he's figuring out what to do to us.

He won't do anything. — You don't give a fuck. You've got an excuse.

What?

What excuse? — I'm the only one that's going to catch it.

When they ask Mojca, she'll say she did it because of Sabina,

Špela will say that her father beats her,

Nik will say that he was stoned, and Maruša will clam up.

And you? You'll whine about your mummy dying.

Stop it!

Given his situation at home, we won't press charges.

With all clue respect, we'll sort that out later.

With all due respect, Madam Principal

the rise in violence at this school is owing to your poor management.

Violence among students, violence among teachers

and violence that clearly leads to death.

And the teacher responsible for this remains silent.

Blaming someone for the death is serious... — Forget about the death.

We're talking about the dreadful state of affairs in the class and school in general.

Sorry but this is going too far.

Mojca has never had any complaints about the school.

Probably not so far,

but we all know what has changed.

Mr. Zupan, can I ask you a question?

Because I'm really interested in your answer.

Go ahead. — No, you go ahead.

What question could my son get a D for in his answer?

Because I don't know if such a question exists.

I don't think that's a topic for today's meeting.

Can I say something? — Yes.

Sabina was at our house a number of times and she seemed to me a really nice girl.

Calm, friendly, really OK.

Yes, a weak personality. — Exactly.

Please!

I have talked to Sabina's parents, and they do not blame the school.

For them the case is closed as far as the school is concerned.

The question is, what did you promise them so the case would be closed.

That's outrageous!

No, it's outrageous for a student to attack another student and a teacher.

I'm still waiting for an answer from Mr. Zupan.

I don't want to be the only one with a problem here.

Let someone else speak. Do you think it's alright what is happening here?

Look, I think the situation is quite clear.

The students rebelled in some way.

They are sad, upset and first of all teenagers, for goodness sake.

At this time rebellion for them is a means of expression.

It's hard to make a living nowadays from means of expression.

I'm sure you know that very well.

Perhaps you cold drop the sermons about my profession. Is that alright?

Watch you don't get a black eye. — And you're still an idiot.

If you had known earlier, you wouldn't have bawled when I dumped you in secondary.

I took the class over halfway through the year,

in the middle of a situation that was very hard for them.

Everything happened very quickly and...

As for Luka, I can say that

his reaction was instinctive. It was not an attack.

So now you’re going to defend him? Bravo.

No, Mr. Zupan is just thinking clearly.

He did everything he could.

He talked to the students.

He taught them literature linked to the subject that had hurt them.

They wrote an essay about it.

He had a meeting with me to talk about the best way to solve this matter.

Together we called the previous class teacher to come and talk to them.

You probably don't know all this, do you?

At each step we took, the students responded with even greater rebellion.

They accused their teacher of Nazism.

They sabotaged lessons.

They locked themselves in at the school radio and we had to break in.

Was our daughter involved?

Yes, she was.

I heard that just one of them wrote that and forced the others to read it on the radio.

You all know very well whether your children were involved.

Ours had nothing to do with it.

Fine, so what do you want?

I just want an answer to that question. He still hasn't replied.

I asked him if his parents were ever ashamed of him.

What?

What kind of question is that?

Obviously one that's too hard for you, too.

Excuse me.

Is my son guilty?

Is your son guilty?

No, he's not. He was not involved.

Thank you very much.

Thank you, goodbye. — Goodbye.

Well, I still don't know what will happen about my son and the one who attacked him.

Your son told Luka that he would get out of trouble

because he had the excuse that his mother had died.

I don't believe it.

Mojca also told me that.

So it's not quite so black and white, is it?

Your children have rebelled, as I have said repeatedly today.

I propose a simple solution that should suit the class.

If you accept it, no one will be expelled,

they will get suspended punishments

and this will be especially beneficial to Tadej and Luka,

who were involved

in a fight and for whom insubordination could mean expulsion.

If they both forget about who started it, I will too.

I'm in favour.

Oh, so now suddenly everything is alright at this school.

I'm just pointing out problems.

If we can solve them, all the better.

Like everyone else, I just want the best for my son.

Very good. Yes. So we're all agreed.

Good.

I would just point out that our son had nothing to do with this rebellion.

Do you think he would have stood up for you like that if he was really such a Nazi?

You'd be out of this school like a shot, you know.

I'm sorry I said what I did.

OK Luka, you can go now.

No, no, you stay, please.

Principal, can I just say something?

OK, what I said was gross,

but now that Luka is the victim when he attacked me and the teacher, it's not fair.

Sabina was adopted.

You didn't know, did you?

Soon the whole school will find out.

I wanted to tell you first,

so you don't get any strange ideas.

I know what you said that time in the gym.

Sabina probably took your words to heart,

but that wasn't why she committed suicide.

There is no clear reason.

You know that, don't you?

Do you understand?

Tadej.

Tadej.

Tadej, are you OK?

Come in.

Thank you.

I really would be scared to go into the gym if a student hit me.

But he's sorry. He wouldn't hurt a fly now.

Well it'll be calm now that we're putting together the grades.

So everything is sorted out. Our principal always manages it.

Robert, they're still young and sensitive.

Yeah, you can't be giving too much attention.

Have a joke with them, give them their grades and you're done.

Hey, when do you finish? — Seventh lesson.

Want to go for a coffee? — Sure.

Today I would like to speak in Slovenian.

I don't want either you

or me to miss anything.

Tell me, what did I do wrong?

Tell me honestly. You have nothing more to fear.

Luka.

You didn't listen to us.

You're mean.

You threatened us with penalties and fails.

Yeah, and if we smile it doesn't mean we're stoned.

You didn't grade us fairly.

You took Sabina's death as an educational subject.

Not as a tragedy.

You labelled me a Nazi.

The essence of Nazism is not that all people are subordinated to a single authority.

Nazism does not acknowledge the term "all people",

because for them only Arians are people.

All others are something that needs to be removed.

Something that is not part of the plan.

Tell me, have I ever treated you unequally?

Have I ever shown that anyone is more important to me?

We were all equally worthless to you.

Yes.

We could say that, yes.

And what did you do? You rebelled.

To begin with, all of you.

Then you discovered that it's not all so black and white.

That things are not that simple, and you argued with each other.

Because you couldn't make a decision that would suit everyone.

You couldn't, because there is no such decision.

I never talked very much about Sabina, because

she made her decision.

Bad, good,

the only one possible.

I don't know.

But it was hers.

You don't know what you want to study. You don't know what you want to eat.

What music you like. Whether to do a test or not.

So how are you going to decide between life and death?

How are you going to judge what is really important in life?

Did I trust you too little?

Make a mistake? Did I trust you too much? I don't know.

But I never made the decision for you.

You had the chance

to grow through the tragedy you encountered.

Now you are leaving this school without knowing

if you made the right decision. You will never know.

Because you didn't trust yourselves

and the person in yourselves.

You thought you could expose the system through Sabina's tragedy.

No, the system works.

The system always worked and always will work.

Because the system

is cold, inexorable and mathematical.

But if you're sufficiently solid inside,

you're a stone in the river that is untroubled by the rushing water.

You, on the other hand, are drowning, grabbing every branch that passes in panic.

But that branch is also going with the river.

And so on until the end of your life. Those who decide to find the bank, will find it.

What happened can't be changed.

All you can do is change yourself...

enough to understand and accept things.

Sabina is still dead.

And you are back

at square one.

This is our last lesson, as you know.

And I'm not going with you on your leavers' trip.

I wish you

all the best in life.

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