This film is dedicated to the film industry
of a country that no longer exist.
RED STAR PRESENTS
LOCAL NEWS 27.6. 1 971
lnauguration of the 'Brotherhood-Unity Tunnel'
Who says that the forces of nature
can be made to work for man?
The skillful hands of our builders have triumphed
once again over rocks and stones,
thus linking the brotherly regions of our socialist
homeland of Yugoslavia. Comrade Djemal Bjedic
was greeted before guests from all over the Republic,
by the pioneer youth group singing our favorite song:
With Marshall Tito, our heroic son,
even the Devil will admit we have won...
Every tunnel symbolizes both our path and the light
at its end. The people of Bosnia and Herzegovina
set out on that path on this very day 30 years ago,
on J uly 27, 1 941 , and have never veered.
Comrade Djemal spoke to the zealous workers
who made this tunnel possible. He promised to transmit
their warm greetings to comrade Tito.
PRETTY VlLLAGE PRETTY FLAME
BOSNlA, 1 980
TWO BEST FRlEND, MUSLlM & SERB
Milan, let's go inside. -Not me.
There's an ogre asleep inside. -ls that the devil?
Yes. -He's asleep? -lf he wakes up,
he'll eat up the village and set the houses on fire.
Halil, l'd better take Grandma's knife.
Forget the knife. l'll take my Grandma's gun.
l know where she hides it. -Let's go. We'll come back
when we're better armed. -Better not wake him now.
Starring:
BELGRADE, 1 994 MlLlTARY HOSPlTAL
lnhale, inhale!
BOSNlA, 1 992 THE FlRST DAY OF WAR
ls there gonna be a war? -Yes, there will.
Watch this, see what Jordan's doing!
Come on, Yankee! Are you trying to fascinate chickens?
Watch out for Magic!
Damn you.
Twelve to ten.
No hard feelings, Jordan!
What temper!
What's wrong? -Why'd you throw the ball?
Fuck off... -Listen, in basketball
it's breathing that counts... -Stop the bullshit, please...
...you have to inhale then shoot,
then shoot again...
Got it? Have a seat.
That asshole could've fixed this chair.
You know everything, l suppose.
Goodness, they've gone crazy in Sarajevo.
Killed a man at a wedding.
Screw the newspapers from Serbia!
Why don't you read ours? -lt's too big.
Like a sheet... l can't hold it.
Then spread it on the ground, kneel and read!
Right, it's good for Muslim prayers.
Shut up and drink!
What do you think, will there be war?
Yes, there will! Cheers! -Cheers!
How can we fight if we're drunk? -J ust fine!
We'll be braver. lf there's enough brandy
maybe we won't even fight! -Why should we fight?
Fine, we won't fight.
l'm still going to take your money!
Here, l've got Kraut, Croat, Serb, which do you want?
What do you think? -Serbian! -You bet, my Muslim friend!
Whatever you say. Let's hear. -Third and fifth odd.
Third... and...
How much is seven and six? -Ask the teacher!
Now we're even! -What do you mean, even? -Even!
Look at this! Sloba, just listen!
When he was skinning me l played to the end.
Well, you'll get your chance to skin him, too!
Hi there, folks. Taking a rest? -A little.
Sloba. -Hi, Nazim!
Where you off to? -To Hajra and my brother-in-law's
in Tuzla, so here are the keys. -Keys to what?
The house. Keep an eye on it, will you?
We've known each other so long.
The flowers should be watered, too. -Quiet!
My poor geraniums.
l feel uncomfortable. Something might happen!
Nothing will happen. J ust drop by when you can!
How come you've got so much stuff, like you're moving?
No, these are for my sister in Tuzla.
Well, then, l'll be off. -Go on.
All the best, Nazim!
Hey, l'm not moving... honest.
Come back... one day.
You must have been really bad to get beaten up so much.
Honey! Daddy's at the other end of the hall. Let's hurry.
Say 'hi' from me!
Come on, please, hurry. -The man's a looney!
Come out of there, l said we're going.
Did they beat Daddy up like that, too?
Cut the crap! Let's go. Now!
Answer it, it's for you!
Hello, who's there!
Chamil!
ls that you? Answer me!
Answer me, please!
Scram, it's for me.
Hello? -Chamil, is that you? -Yes, ma'am.
ls Chamil in? -Who?
He's here. -Where is Chamil?!
He's busy right now, chopping wood.
J ust a moment. For you, Professor.
Brother-in-law!
This here is Paris. -See my ducklings!
They say that war brings out the best and the worst
in a man. What's the best?
Who knows, Professor?
ln 1 91 3, the Bulgars attacked,
in 1 91 3, the Serbs beat them back...
Soldier, keep it down.
Buddy, maybe it's for you.
Aloha. ls that you, kitten?
l'm gonna ram it to you, break you in two.
Soldier, keep it down. Hey, quiet!
Hello? Sloba?
He comes and goes.
Hey, come help load this!
Want to buy a TV for your barn, 63 cm screen...
Piss of! -Cool it!
The ladies have started dying easter eggs...
who's gonna take care of what's between my legs?
Bro'! Look at what the Swedes drive!
lt can pull a plow and go to town!
Wait! ls this the one l scratched with a fork?
Listen, if there's any trouble, he's mine!
Understand! Be sure to change the oil! Understand!
And don't drive over potholes! Understand!
l'll be damned if you understand!
Aha! You do understand. Take this.
Christ is resurrected! -Truly resurrected!
Yo, bro'! ... lt's mine!
Hello, George, l need a warehouse in Belgrade.
l've got washing machines, TVs...
This roadhouse hasn't been touched by the war.
What war, man, this is like 'Frankfurt-on-Mine'.
Chivas Royal,'Black and Decker White', 'Johnny the Runner',
the collected works of Jack Daniels.
Boy, do l feel like shooting!
Want Uncle Velja to shoot one over your sniveling head, eh?
J ust joking. Here's some candy from Uncle Velja
to make everything better.
Hey there all you Mighty Serbs!
l've got a great woman doctor here who wants to meet
real Serbian heroes! -Unload her!
But she only likes the seriously wounded,
so let us know when you qualify!
Don't touch him... Don't!
Did you hear what he said? Don't make me get up!
Get well so we can go back.
Go back.
l don't have anything else, take this. -Don't, son.
l've got enough. -Mom!
What's wrong?
What happened? -Nothing.
Come on, Mom, forget it. lf you need anything
go see Sloba, l told him... -No! l won't go to Sloba's!
Why? What's he doing?
Mother, why are you acting this way?
Excuse me, ma'am, we were told that there's
a dangerous Muslim stronghold right around here!
So, if you could just confirm that information.
There's no one left here. -Thanks for your kindness, ma'.
Buddy! -After me, heroes!
When l die and leave my body,
make me a suit out of the flag!
Stay, just a little bit more!
Who's the Serbian champion? Brazil!
Look, they put it up crooked...Halil, phooey!
Shit, they've got everything, you'd think they were Swedes!
Hey, there's no rest for the hard-working!
ls that TV for me? -No, we're sending it back
to the Japanese for a refund, the fan belt's stuck!
What're you staring at? Want me to get you a drill?
Tell us, what's your favorite movie?
'Streets of Fire'!
Lift a little. Not that side, the other one.
A little more... Now nail it.
l can see that's how it's gonna be, you give the orders
and l do the work. -Cut the baloney, nail it.
What've you done, man? Raise the other side,
it's crooked again. -That's it, l'm through hanging it!
Look what you did! -What did l do? What?
See, it's fucked up! -Who's gonna look at the sign?
Whoever comes to have his car fixed will look at it!
He'll just look at it.
Who's gonna look? -No one has to look.
Mom! Bring the brandy, we're ready to roll!
Here's to your health, boys, and lots of luck!
Cheers!
Say, isn't that sign a bit crooked?
Mom, don't go and spoil our premiere.
Here comes Sloba! -Remember me when the money starts
pouring in, you bloody capitalists! -Help yourself.
Here, we brought the beer.
Let's take their picture before they get smashed!
What's wrong now? -Seems to me the sign's a little crooked!
Sure as hell. -Come one, take the damn picture.
But my artistic nature... -Take the picture, please!
Fuck the art, just pull the trigger.
Milan! Why'd you do that?
Go on, scram! -Where?
You know that all this is yours and mine now!
Did that bum Halil send you to guard his house?
All right, Milan, what's wrong?
Take it easy! -Go away.
You screwed up, prick!
Who fired? -l fired!
Who are you to be judge and jury here?
ls that why you bear arms?
This'll get you a court martial. You're finished!
He did it! Arrest him!
Hush, hush... Suck, suck...
What're you looking at! -Humpty Dumpty.
Humpty Dumpty.
He's right, Captain. How can they light a fire in this heat.
Humpty Dumpty.
Where did you fight, damn it, in Disneyland?!
Humpty Dumpty.
Humpty bloody Dumpty
sat on the wall, scratching his ball...
Hurry up, man! l've put this shit on three times,
it keeps evaporating! -One-one... This will do!
lt's fine. -Shit, look at my hands, man!
Stick them up your ass... Lauda!
Hi there, Nazim! -You'll be a postman like your dad!
Get rid of that and come into town for a beer!
Fuck off!
Humpty bloody Dumpty... Hurry it up, Lauda!
Let's hear those Belgrade assholes!
One, two, and a one, two three.
Hit it, Lauda!
'You want to love, but don't know how to kiss,
come on honey, give me a little bit.'
Let's go, boys, no dawdling.
There's no rest for the hard-working!
Shall we go into the tunnel? -Not me!
Aunt Fanny was just kidding. Follow me.
l wouldn't go see that Ogre in the tunnel
for a barrel of beer. Not for any money.
Did you see? -No. Let's go up.
Do you boys have any money for this mountain climbing?
We do. -J ust asking. Say, what's your name?
Halil. -Come on, Halil, how about a fill!
But Aunt Fanny, we just want to have a peek.
You won't get far from just peeking!
l don't want to! -No shilly-shallying now.
Don't! Don't! -Quiet, this is erotic!
Look, a real scout's winkie!
What are you doing, you bumhead?!
How can l pick up girls like this?
Look what you did! -What'd l do?
l'll get you for this!
Now you'll see how Musa skins a goat!
Musa can roll my dick's overcoat!
'All of Yugoslavia's dancing rock'n'roll,
while everything around us is going down the hole...'
l'm going up! -Captain, Mascot's screaming!
Fork, go get him. Velja, too.
Veljaaa! -We're not deaf, you moron!
You really have a closet-phobia, Kid!
Want a bazooka to finish it off? -What happened?
Nothing. The kid's just leaving tracks.
Marko, let Uncle Velja give you some candy.
You give me that little gun and l'll give you some candy.
Take the kid out of here. -Let's go, kid.
How'd l shoot? -You did.
Milan, come and see something.
Did you finish, Marko? Go on, off with you!
SERBlA TO TOKYO
These are prisoners of war. No one is to touch them.
ls that clear? -Yes sir!
Look, a fresh Muslim.
They're reinforcing.
We should make a counter attack.
Let's retreat, Milan ... like men.
You go first,
l'll follow.
Nice looking Muslim, young.
How old do you think he is?
Old enough.
Where's Sloba? -ln the warehouse.
l'm so sorry we couldn't find you.
What did they do to her?
A group of Muslims attacked at night.
The bastards swam across the Drina.
Went through the village like wildfire. -Sloba!
We looked for you everywhere. -Did you hear what l asked?
We buried her yesterday next to your father.
Everything was done properly.
And we caught two Muslims alive. -How did they kill her?
They said they were from Halil's detachment.
While they could still talk.
So, you just think about guarding his house again.
Hear?
l should have killed you back then.
You can now if you want to.
Hear?
War's a whore...
Where are you going with that shovel? Are you crazy?
Do you speak English?
BOSNlA TO TOKYO
CHETNlK MAMA.
Why don't you leave him alone?
l will, Professor.
For good.
And this here's New York!
Did you know that more people live in New York
than all the Serbs put together.
Although l never stole anything in New York.
You're young, there's still time.
There's a prophesy that says just enough Serbs will be left
to stand under a pear tree. -ln that case everyone else
will be standing under a dandelion witj no crowding.
Thank heavens we're under a pear tree right now.
Sumadinac! Where's our cover?!
l'll get even of l make it out!
Kid!
Get your fat ass over here!
lt's stuck! -Hold on, Professor!
Brother-in-law! -Lie down and shut up!
l don't want my sister wasting money on widow's weeds!
Run over here! Run!
Head down that way! There's an abandoned tunnel!
Tunnel? -Yes, go hide inside! Take the Professor.
Milan, how's Mascot? -He's alive! Get going!
Professor, move your ass! Move, motherfucker!
Get over here!
Are you nuts?
Run, the kid's had it! Run!
Little Chetnik! lt won't hurt a bit.
You'll just go to sleep. -l'll sleep on your sister,
on your mother...
We can't go any farther. -Yes, we can.
Do you give up? -Nope. -Someone has to.
You do it. -You do it.
Hang on, bro'!
What if they're on the other side?
l bet you 50 marks they're not. -Too much.
What if a train comes along? -Shut up! -Scared shitless?
Kurtalici was the name of that village?
Who cares, moron, get in there!
All that's missing here is dead Chetniks.
Don't tempt the devil.
Those circumcised bastards will screw us
if they sniff us out.
Where'd you get this tunnel? -l don't know.
l never dared go in it before.
Maybe now wasn't the time, either.
Sumadinac, come in. Do you hear me, damn it?
Where are you? Answer me.
Come in, Sumadinac.
l'll have your Sumadinac for breakfasr.
We're in the neighborhood. How about some coffee?
Scared shitless, rats?
Dear Chetniks, Chamil speaking.
We're not going to split up now that the fun has started!
We will impregnate your mothers!
Turn that shit off. -Chetniiiks! ! !
Showtime, boys!
Now let's play hide-and-seek.
Chetniks hide first! 1 0, 9, 8...
Last one yo hide will be my bride!
Come to play! -No cheating!
Asshoooles!
Where are you, bustards?
Damn peasants, sleeping as on their Mother Goose bosoms.
l was the one with noble hands before this shit.
Damn this tunnel and whoever brought us here.
l'm the one who screwed up.
What can l do now? -Nothing.
Knit us some socks to ward off the cold.
Are you asking for trouble, maybe?
Don't shoot, it's Speedy!
Bro', let's bet 30 marks he'll pass!
That's too much!
Up yours!
Damn them all to hell!
Did you see my home run!
l'm sopping wet, is anyone thirsty?
Anyone got a stub?
Light up, you'll feel better.
How'd you find us, Speedy? -l couldn't miss a good party.
l heard you calling for Mommy on the two-way.
When are the others coming?
When they get around to it. -Get around to it!?
Didn't you call headquarters?
One question at a time.
First question, dummy.
ls anyone going to get us out of this shit or not?
Well, guys... What can l say?
Nothing.
Sumadinac! Gvozden here...
Yo, Chetties! The truck driver's not bad.
We'll bury him with the spare parts!
We've stuck our pricks in a wasps' nest!
Let's make a strategy to vanish out of here, Big Serbs!
Not a bad party, eh, Doctor?
Damn it, the doctor! l forgot about her!
Hold your fire!
Damn me to hell!
How could l forget! Doctor! Doctor!
Fork, keep an eye on the Muslims!
And you, don't lose your cool! Enough!
l'm cool, Captain!
Don't rely on my English.
She said she made a mistake, it was a misunderstanding...
Look, a Muslim visa. -She's sorry she hid in my truck,
she knows she broke the law and will be punished,
but she's asking us to let her go.
Look, she's as freckled as a turkey's egg.
She says she's sorry, eh?
You'll be sorrier than you think!
Wait a minute, folks... -What are you staring at?
Milk her for informations. -She's skinny. Let's skin her.
She'll say we did it, anyway.
Look, '7-1 1 '!
What's gotten into you? -What're you doing?
Beating her. -She's resisting a routine inspection.
No, you like other people's things. Give that back.
Take my place for a while, you two.
Look, she really is a stinking journalist.
ls that how you always treat women? -Only foreigners.
Did you every screw anything outside your village?
Fuck off, man!
How they love spanking!
Let the whore go. Anyway, if she stays with us, boys...
Laza, what was it l told you? -We'll fill her with tadpoles.
Where the hell are you going?
Damn stupid chick!
Bring her here!
My, what fluent English, she understood everything!
Let's tie her up!
What's she dreaming about? -America.
Say, do you think she has freckles all over her body?
l'll bet you 20 marks she has. -That's too much.
What are you staring at?
She's not for you, she's cultured.
lt's nicer with culture. -How about some respect.
Lift her up.
lt just slipped out.
Boys, this is all we have. A liter and a half of water.
Professor, don't gulp that water, we'll need it.
Speedy, you're in charge of that. -Yes, sir, Comrade Tito.
Captain, what'd they teach you at military school?
How long will 1 -1/2 liters last for Snow White
and the Seven Dwarfs?
l'm not thirsty.
Go ahaead, make fun of me.
You drink like a sissy.
Damn it, like it's your last! -God forbid!
Not coke, just water.
Stop that, idiot. Don't waste water on her.
What are you, Mother Teresa? -Yo, bro'!
Those stinking journalists are to blame for this shit!
Damn it, after a year of war without a scratch
and look at this crater now. -You'll be fine.
You'll pickpocket with your right hand.
l'll get even with her... -Don't move!
What's she shitting about? -She wants to help.
But you'll have to untie her.
lf she comes near me l'll strangle her!
lf she starts for your cock, shall l let her?
Well... l'll tear her to bits!
Laza, slaughter this bitch! -Too bad they didn't hit
your mouth, you wouldn't bullshit so much!
Relax with some music.
Here's 'Helmut Khol's Got a Beautiful Hole'!
lf l only had a healthy vein like that! Tell the doctor...
Sure is nice when a man's dreams come true.
His whole life he dreamed of having a needle in his vein
round the clock, and look! He made it!
lt's nice when someone succeeds,
but it should be shared with your friends, right Speedy?
What's that shit you're saying?
J ust kidding, man!
Hey, soldier, want some papaya?
Let's split, man.
Hold on, pal!
What's their problem? -Their heads are screwed up!
Fuck them!
Have you heard the latest news from the front?
The French have conquered Paris!
Say, asshole, what's your nationality?
l'm a junkie!
J unkie...
Thank heavens there's no one to come visit us.
They visit me at night!
Hey, little friend...
Draw!
lf anyone's interested, we've been here exactly 24 hours.
The guys outside seem tired, too.
They're waiting for us to get nervous and head out.
That's what l'd do, if l were up there.
First, l'd let'em get thirsty.
Let's ask, maybe they've got trained commanders.
Oh Muslims!
Sorry to wake you, l just wanted to tell you,
your makeup's a bit messy.
Leave her alone, Velja, just play us a tune. -OK.
Do you have any favorite song, Captain?... Wait a minute.
Fork! lt's your turn! -l'll go with you, bro'.
No, you just sit there. Enjoy in bloody commie song!
Ask for one of our songs afterwards.
You don't like such classics, anyway.
Fuck your 'red' classics!
This is their song. After you'll hear ours,
then you figure out which one is better.
And now: 'Top of the chops' show time!
Here is the new singing star,
formerly yours and now ours, Marko!
Cry, baby, cry!
Don't worry about Marko.
Bakir's a slow hand circumciser!
Go over to their side, now! Go!
Now l'm gonna fuck the living daylights out of them!
Come back, you idiot!
Bro'...
Bro'...? -Laza!
They hit my hat!
Look! My hat.
l can walk by myself!
Come on, Laza, get up, back to guard duty!
They hit my hat, motherfuckers.
l'm cold, bro'.
l bet 500 marks that you'll make it!
That's too much.
Too much...
Once again, history is repeating itself.
Raging hordes of evil have risen against
the entire Serbian people. Croatian criminals,
foreign mercenaries, and fanatics of Allah's Jihad,
just as they did 50 years ago, they are attacking
the poorly armed Serbian defenders who are heroically
holding their own on this unfair battle...
Where are you going, bro'? -l've got a job to do.
...their children will not be the victims of Croatian
fascism, assisted by world powers, with intentions
to draw a new map of Europe and create a monster
with a foreboding name:
'The new world order!'
l said to myself, no more!
They commit genocide over the entire Serbian people,
and l sit by calmly, damn their mercenary souls!
No more, buddy! Not another German od Muslim soldier
will set foot here! No more!
How's it up there in Sweden, cold, eh?
But what a standard of living!
Take the picture!
lf you came to take pictures, then do it!
Damn you...
Come on, bro'-in-law!
l'll bet you 1 00... it's not much!
Don't be stingy, Laza!
This is a senseless war! The regime that is responsible
for the death of our sons must go!
We need salvation, our people need peace.
Peace!
Don't let your lives be run by war profiteers!
They're cute. -Who?
That chubby one in the fur coat.
... love and tolerance!
No one can lie to you anymore!
No lofty goal can justify your futile sacrifice.
Soon you will start lying to yourselves!
ln 1 941 the Kraut aggressed...
Did we have a nice pee?
ln 1 945 the Serb kicked his ass!
Love is the most important! Give love a chance!
Can anyone in this country sleep
while our youth is in this senseless war?
Can you sleep soundly, you, youth of Serbia...
Watch me slam-dunk!
Really, you should be tied down.
The youth of Serbia can sleep soundly now.
Some people think we're headed wrong,
'cause we listen to records and sing rock songs,
but deep inside the battle's hot as hell,
and let me tell you what l know quite well,
comrade Tito count on us!
What are you looking for, Professor?
No one leaves anything behind, them or us.
Forget the books, we'll read after vacation's over!
lt's a shame to throw them away.
Want me to read something?
You really profited from those books. lf you'd taken a TV,
like others, where would you plug it in?
Read. Better listen to you than those pussies down there.
'We noticed it one night, when we were just fooling around.
We noticed a village, our cannon was staring at.
lt was still in flames. And every night afterwards
at the same time, villages were ablaze on the horizon.