Can you hear me?
Nurse, take out the intubation.
I have to tell you that your recovery may take quite some time.
What luck you've had...
Here I'll show you... The bullet...
The bullet missed the center... The center...
Be still...
You have a cigarette?.
Doctor!.
Can you hear me?.
Do you have a cigarette?.
You see, two months in a coma is a long period.
However, his condition is now stable.
He has regained his sight and hearing.
It's amazing that the bullet went through his skull without
damaging any of the vital centers.
We have been keeping him under intense observation
for but lamentably, there has been no progress.
Chances are he may never regain his memory.
Are you sure?.
The psychiatrist working with him says it's total amnesia.
Colonel?.
He really doesn't know who he is. Be careful.
Some information could create a chaos in his brain...
We've told him about the wounding and the coma,
but we've made no mention of certain events...
You are back with us!.
You don't know who I am?.
Have you got a cigarette?.
You know I quit smoking...
Sorry.
The doctor told me you can't remember a thing...
Then you don't remember this either?.
No.
Who are you?.
We've worked together for 1 6 years.
You, Zarkovic and me.
What did we do?.
What the Government asked us to do.
For example?.
You were shot in the head. In your apartment. Point blank.
We don't know who did it. Nor do we know why.
Should you remember anything...
Do you have a cigarette?.
You had a wife and a son...
Both Sonja and Milos were killed when you were wounded.
You were all at home that day.
I'll be going now...
We'll be in touch, major.
There is a chance that your memory
may slowly come back in fragments,
but meanwhile life goes on.
You should take on with this new situation.
If they didn't tell you, I... -I know...
You have no idea who you are.
Nice horse.
Is that water over there?. Can I...?.
How old was he?.
Who?.
My son.
1 5.
I was assigned to the case.
Didn't they tell you?.
We came following an anonymous call.
Found a bloodbath one rarely sees.
We nicely combed everything but found nothing.
I knew I had to work quick, because
Your service doesn't like anyone to meddle in its affairs.
What service?.
MSA Military Security Agency. The Army intelligence.
ARMINT if you like.
Anyway, the investigation was interrupted after two hours.
You didn't know that either?.
Right! They're hiding it.
But that's where they made a mistake.
Because everything I start working on, I finish.
And I think I know who did it.
So, why don't you arrest them?.
It's not that simple, buddy...
Now I really have to go.
Cigarettes.
Not that.That is what you've been admitted in.
That was left for you by your friend, the colonel.
Supposedly a water pipe burst in the apparent above.
The Pride Club... may I help you?.
I didn't order a whiskey. -You always drink Jack Daniel's.
Are you sure?. -Well, I'm sure.
They you surely know my name?.
Give me a beer.
My deepest condolences, dear neighbor! -Thank you.
I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am.
I just remembered the other day how you and your son
carried the stove up for me up the stairs... You remember?.
Milos, such a wonderful boy.
What a terrible tragedy.
I would have visited you at the hospital,
but I didn't know which one.
Can I ask you something?.
Ask...
Are you feeling better now?.
Yes.
I already thought you decided to forget everything.
Here, this is you.
20 years of service. A brilliant career.
Only first class assignments. Croatia, Bosnia, Rwanda...
Covert operations through out Europe...
All that the Government required...
You were their special assignments man, so to say.
You said you knew who killed me.
Who tried to kill you. Yes, I said I think I know..
I'm listening.
Don't you think it's strange
that they're letting you wonder around, sit in bars...?.
They surely aren't amateurs to let someone just stroll freely?.
Come to the point.
They're waiting.
Waiting for what?.
They are waiting for you to take them to
something that they want desperately.
Something that only you know where it actually is.
What?.
I have no idea.
Look at it this way.
You're working on a case,
you get your hands on some documents, objects.
Some information you shouldn't know about.
And before you even realize what you have,
they come and liquidate you and eliminate your family.
But, then they don't find what they were looking for.
And you even survive!
And then the second bummer. you've got amnesia.
What they want get hold of, the thing only you know where
it's hidden, could ruin them even if you're dead.
They're scared shitless. That's why they're waiting.
Who's scared shitless?.
Maybe this can help you.
Who's this?. -The man you were tailing before you got killed.
Before they failed to kill you.
A businessman. A fine gentleman.
The king of transition. No one can lay a finger on him.
And he just loooves to have his photos taken
in the company of politicians...
Rich as Creusus. -And...?.
""And"" what?. How would I know?.
Ties with organized crime, military, maybe something even worse.
You were working on it. You should know what was
in the box you opened. - What is it you want from me?.
I want to get to the truth.
Why are you so much interested in the truth?.
Let's say... I'm sick of it all.
And that I have absolutely nothing to loose.
Let's say your bullshitting.
Let's say this is all a lie.
What if it isn't?.
This is only the tip of the iceberg!
You'll understand that eventually.
Yes, please?.
A Jack Daniel's and another coffee for me. -I'll have a beer.
You've always had Jack Daniel's.
I didn't know. I'll keep that in mind.
I was an assassin?.
You were a professional.
A professional assassin?.
A professional soldier.
Who killed when state interests required it... -Right.
What was I working on when they tried to...?.
I don't know, I was in Kosovo then.
Who terminated the investigation?.
That's strange. I don't know who. Someone high up.
And you don't have a clue?. -I don't.
Both we and the police received instructions
that your entire case was being placed ad acta.
Why isn't anyone putting me back on the job?.
Well, you still can't remember a thing.
What happened to the documents I had with me?.
Are you interrogating me now?. -Yes.
I don't know what you're talking about. What documents?.
Maybe my memory has started seeping back.
Maybe you never lost it. What documents?.
You're lying that you don't know.
If you remembered me, you'd know I'm not lying.
If I remembered to you,I'd never be having a drink with you.
I'm your best friend.
Thanks.
You asshole!
You know, that just wasn't nice.
You could have called.
I was...absent for a while.
On business. And you?.
I still work here, even though you stopped coming.
When did you start drinking beer?.!
Recently.
What will you have?. -Martini Bianco, he knows.
Why are you looking at me that way?.
And how am I looking at you?.
As if you had seen me for the first time.
Let me guess! She's visiting her parents with your son,
and you just couldn't sleep.
How do you know I'm still free?. Three months...!
Finish your drink and leave... Please.
The drinks are on me.
Thanks.
And don't come back.
I swore I would never again...
What's happening?.
Where are they?.
They're gone.
Gone?. Where?.
Never mind.
You separated?.
In a way.
You're much more handsome when you smile.
When was this taken?.
I don't know.
How can you not know?.
I just don't.
You must remember.
Some things can't be forgotten just like that...
I have forgotten that and everything else.
I have lost my memory.
What's your name?.
Theodora.
""God's gift"".
You've already told me that once... When we first met.
Regardless of all the problems, and in spite of the fact that many of our
enemies would rejoice if we were to loose this rate of growth and
such progress, when a man has behind him a team like mine...
Here you are.
Enter the password.
Would you like to know it?. -Excuse me, major, Sir!
SONJA. Password rejected.
MILOS. Password rejected.
Yes.
THEODORA. Password rejected.
GOD'S GIFT Password accepted.
STATUS:. INACTIVE.
IN 1 999 HE ABBANDONED THE STATE SECURITY SERVICE
UNDER UNCLEAR CIRCUMSTANCES AND FAILS TO APPEAR
IN PUBLIC UNTILL MAY 2003, WHEN HE FORMED A COMPANY
CALLED ""MONOPOLIS GROUP"". CONTACTS WITH THE CRIME
WORLD EXISTENT BUT WITHOUT VALID EVIDENCE.
DRUG ROUTES
He's alive. - Get the doctor.
Shit! My friend, life is cruel. I really don't know what to tell you...
Fuck sell it all... Sell your wife and then sell your children.
Just get it back. I don't care! Sell your ass! Whatever you do,
don't forget that I expect the money to be in my account
by Friday.
Hell! Who the fuck are you?. -You tell me!
You're a dead man, you motherfucker!
Do you fucking realize who I am, you son-of-a-bitch?.
Tell me about my family.
Fuck you and your family, you asshole!
Do you have any idea who I operate with?.
Are you deranged or what?.
You want to sip your own balls on a straw from a glass.
Go on, speak! Who sent you?.!
Don Cornbread send you?. It is Cornbread isn't it?.
My wife and son sent me.
Fuck your wife and your son, you two-bit motherfucker!!!
Quiet! -You gotta be crazy!
Do you really think I'm afraid of you?. You pussy, you just don't
have the balls for it! You piece of shit!!! -Silence!!!
Fuck you! You stupid ape!! -Silence!!!!!!
Screw you! You don't have the guts for it! Aaaaah!
""MONOPOLIS GROUP"" OWNER KILLED...
THE CHARRED BODY DISCOVERED BY THE GAMEKEEPER.
I should arrest you. -Here's your chance.
What are you waiting for?.
I'll wait for the customary 40 days of grief to pass.
I'm in mourning. Haven't got the time.
You have a strange sense of justice.
But I have one! And that's very important.
This is how things stand: they have nothing...
absolutely nothing.
All they know is that it was the work of a professional.
Did you find something out?.
I've cheated on my wife.
So what?.
Who's behind the berg?. -What berg!?.
You said this was just the tip of the iceberg. -I said it, yes.
Did you get something out of him?. -No.
You killed him without getting out a thing?.
I sent you in there. I wanted to help you to... to learn the truth.
And you went fuckin' Rambo on me instead.
Don't get me wrong,
I really don't give a fuck when one of those assholes gets
wasted but I don't want to go down because of it!
I understand. -No you don't!
It would be best if none of this had happened.
And it's best now if we just part... -All right.
Not all right! It's my job to arrest people.
Not to kill them.
My daughter, Milica.
1 7 years old.
They found her in a dumpster.
Thrown in there by those that got her hocked on heroin.
There was nothing I could do. I had no firm evidence.
And my colleagues tried to hide from me that she'd been raped.
All the time I've been asking myself,
what my share was in this tragedy.
What was I in for.
Now I know what I'm in for...
Fuck the evidence.
Fuck arrests! The should all be wasted.
I've been trying for ten years to get him. Understand?.
Ten years, and nothing.
Cocaine, prostitution, white slavery... trafficking Moldavians
to the war zones, assassinations, you name it.
Now he's turned legit. Growing pigs.
I guess he gets high on the stench?.
Now I there's someone I'd like to see roasted - then it's him!
For 3 months we've had him under close surveillance
and couldn't find a thing to stick on him.
By the way, he's a great friend of our flambed businessman.
The thing they thought you had is 100%% related to him.
Had they not killed you,
you would have followed the path straight to him.
The assassination of your family
has his handwriting all over it.
Take this...
might come useful.
Now you really are dumb, you guys!
Didn't I tell you that the law enforcement officers
are our friends?.!
Sorry, buddy. Have a seat. Really I am sorry... -Thank you.
Hello?. Petrovic, my man! What's up?.
Listen, are there some unsettled scores between us?.
What do you mean ""What do I mean""?.
I got myself one of your boys here.
He's not yours?.
Put that down.
That's bad manners, my son. -Who tried to kill me?.
I never saw you in my life, bro.
-You know perfectly well who am I.
And do you know who I am?. -I do.
You do?. If you really did, you wouldn't be here.
Right, Mile?. -Right, boss!
And why is that Mile?. Who am I?.
An honest pig farmer.
And it's a known fact we in the food industry process meat.
Get it, cop?. Now, be nice and put that down.
Mile will pack you up a kilo of fresh sausages...
To take home.. All right?.
Nice photo.
You killed them.
Fuck!
What's wrong with you, son. You're angry or something?.
I'm not angry.
...He has been killed around 11 p. m.
tonight in his house in Surcin, were are in front of it now.
Where to, gentlemen?.
...the motive of the murder is being sought and we expect that...
What are you doing here?.
You see, we're kind of busy now,
and you might drop by some other time.
Better yet, never again.
You're right. My condolences.
You've lost a dear friend and associate.
Hands up! Hands up!
They all fit your description, more or less.
All you have to do is concentrate.
And everything will be all right.
What are you doing?.! Madam, you want a tissue?.
It's all right. No thank you.