Holland you may have windmills and tulips
but you'll never have Colonel Skoko's glory
Hague justice, leave our heroes
Skoko won't bow to you
TWO PLAYERS FROM THE BENCH
Hague justice, your eyes are blind
You can't see where Skoko is hiding
Hague judges, leave Skoko alone
It would be better that you go after
the old men who pay your bills
Severingen, I'll fuck everyone of yours
but Skoko won't ever go through your prison doors
You want to help him?
Who? - The guy they're singing about.
Ante.
Antisa. - Not Antisa, Ante.
My name is Antisa.
How am I gonna help him?
I don't know the man. We weren't together in the war.
Where are we going? - Zagreb.
Just gonna call my Maw.
Give me back my phone. - When we agree on the job.
A job or help?
A job gets paid for!
Good afternoon. License and registration.
Open the trunk.
You can go.
So this is where you're hiding him?
PRIDE AND LEGEND
Is he here? - Make yourself comfortable.
There's meat and beer.
Antisa!
Get Antisa in here for fuck sakes!
Antisa!
Give me some beer. I'm dying of thirst.
Go ahead and take it!
Ahhh it's good.
Not like Banja Luka beer, but good anyway. - Which beer?
What? - It's not like what?
Banja Luka beer. - And you drink that beer?
What'd someone drink in Banja Luka, except that?
You're from Banja Luka? - And you? - You're a Serb?
Just like you. - I ain't no Serb.
Then what are you? - A Croat.
Give me some more beer.
What does that say? - Ožujsko.
What? - Ožujsko. - What else does it say?
Zagreb Brewery. - Which brewery? - Zagreb Brewery.
Which brewery? - Zagreb Brewery.
And how is it? - Excellent! - What?
Better than Banja Luka, fuck Banja Luka beer. It's cow piss.
How 'bout some ham?
You want eggs, too?
No, no eggs, just some ham. - Want me to eat it for you too?
You can give me the head, if you don't want it.
What's your name? - Katran.
Is that a nickname? - No, my family name.
That means tar, don't it?
Are there any onions?
Why didn't they take those cuffs off you? - They couldn't.
Didn't have the key.
They lost the key?
No, just didn't have it. Understand?
How's that? Whose cuffs are they? Who put 'em on you?
My best man did.
He's a cop. Deputy Chief, you know.
Your best man put those cuffs on you?
Not himself.
He's the Deputy Chief and doesn't fuck around with that.
These aren't normal cuffs; they're imported from China.
Fuck them and their wall.
They need some special key, not like the ones you guys have.
What's your best man got going with "us guys"?
Business.
He sold me to you guys.
Sold you? Why?
For 2000 euros, and what the fuck, I'm in the car's trunk.
Which car? - A Volkswagen.
And it's got a real nice trunk. A mortar crew could fit in.
Are you on one of our lists...
War criminals? - No, for a kidney. They bought a kidney.
Someone sell you, too?
No...
So why're you here?
I volunteered.
Hey, I wouldn't volunteer. Not for 10,000!
How much are you getting? - It's not your fucking business!
They left us lots of beer. It's good for the kidneys.
Say "kidney" one more time and I'll take it out of you myself!
Hey, do you know who's getting yours? - What did I tell you?
I'm sorry!
Where's Antisa? - Cut his cuffs off.
Like I'm gonna cut the cuffs off a Chetnik. - I ain't no Chetnik.
When I say you're a Chetnik...
You want to escape with me? - No.
You don't want to escape? - No way.
And what about that kidney? - Lf they catch me,
they'll take both of them.
I don't want to wither
My nights are long, sad, alone, sleepless
My heart beats with pain It never stops
In bars you pass the days
Drinking is your only friend
In the morning when dawn breaks
I won't be here anymore
I don't want to wither like a gentle flower
while you behind my back caress the world
My body is like living fire
I need kisses poured on my body
I don't want to wither
My bed is cold, no one to warm it
Next to me where you should be I only have color TV
When you gave that ring to me you picked an innocent flower
My innocence is gone and black is your future
Can you send this... - Email? Sure.
You know how to? - Yeah, sure.
Tell me the truth. You really know?
It's fucking' easy to send email.
Who you want to send it to? - My nephew.
My guys would liberate Zagreb, so I won't be a problem.
I don't need to be set free.
Why don't you send the mail? - Why the fuck would I ask you
if I knew. I ain't no shithead taking a survey.
Get over here and send it. - Open my zipper.
It's all I have to type with.
Are your married? - Yes.
You got any children? - I got a daughter.
What's her name? - Ingrid.
Why didn't you give her a Serbian name? - That is Serbian.
You have any family? - No.
What's your wife doing without you? - Fucking my best man.
The one who sold you? - Yeah, him.
Why do you let them? - Who am I... He's the government.
Why not get a divorce? - 'Cause of Ingrid.
You sure that's a Serbian name? - Absolutely positive.
While I was fighting the war, they were fooling around.
Volunteer? - No way, got drafted. - And how was it?
How would it be for you with someone fucking your wife?
I mean, the war, how was that? - We roasted lamb, fucked around.
It got bad only once when Skoko came at us.
Which Skoko? - What do you mean "which"?
The Hague's chasing him. And I hope they don't find him.
He's mine. - What did he do to you?
He killed my brother. - He did it himself?
No not him personally. He didn't even know my brother.
Just chopped him to pieces with machine gun fire.
When Skoko's brigade hit us, they really fucked us up.
But we got ours another day. - With Skoko?
Hell no, with the 108th. - Which one? - The 108th.
For sure the 108th, not the 111 th?
The 111 th got it up the ass by another corp. We had the 108th.
Gave it to them up the ass, eh? - Yeah.
They thought we were in front, but most of us were behind them.
Oh how they died. God knows how many.
27. - How do you know?
I was in the 108th. - Why'd you take that fucking gag off me?
My nephew was only 16 years old
when shrapnel from your mortar ripped his head open.
His brains sprayed into my eyes.
Brains, now that's a fucker.
You know how much that burns?
Burns like hell and you can't see shit.
I couldn't see nothing' for 7 days. - I didn't know.
I mean... that brains burned.
So, that means you have two nephews? - Only one, now.
I have three cousins. Who's gonna get them all married?
Fucking' dowries.
Wipe that off. It's greasy from the pork.
Make sure they get in here while I'm fresh.
Don't want to fuck up the kidneys.
Don't go through the Adam's apple.
We Katrans have Adam's apples like steel.
First you're gonna send that email.
Now, that's the difference.
Us Serbs don't give a fuck about email
when we're out for revenge. - What about a mortar?
Which mortar? - Your mortar! - I ain't got no mortar. - Not now,
but you did. - Where would I get a mortar? - From the trunk.
You said a whole mortar crew would fit in that trunk.
You were on a mortar crew. - I was a medic.
What was your specialization? - The fucking mortar!
Then, why weren't you in the fucking mortar crew?
'Cause my best man was fucking my wife! - Don't gimme that shit!
No, they said that Katran was too fucked up for the mortar.
Send him to the medics.
Send that mail.
I don't know how.
What do you mean? - Just that.
You don't know how to send an email? - Nope.
But you said you did. - Yep I did.
But you don't. - Not a clue.
Why did you say you did? - So you would cut these cuffs.
So, you tricked me! - Yep.
That how you Serbs are...
Give me the knife. - No way.
You gonna cut me up? - No.
Do it. - No. - Either do it or give me back the knife.
That's good.
They won't be taking out my kidneys.
They wouldn't hit them if they needed them for transplants.
Wasn't your fucking war enough?
Do you have keep the fight going here? - Your guys did this to us.
Who's that?
Didn't you hear me? Who's that?
What do you mean who? It's you. - No it ain't.
Well, who is it then? - That's what I want to know.
You're crazy... that's you. - No way. This guy's got a mustache.
So you shaved...
What about the scar? Do I have a scar? - Well, it healed.
Who is this guy? - Joso Udlaga.
Who's Joso Udlaga? - You don't know him.
He looks just like me.
You have bigger ears.
Who has big ears? - I didn't say big, just bigger.
No Chetnik piece of shit's gonna tell me I have big ears!
Where did you find a guy that looks just like me?
We weren't looking for him.
We were looking for someone who looks like him.
He doesn't look like you. You look like him, understand?
My best man took this picture on St. Vitus' Day.
We were drinking a bit... That's why the stupid grin.
That ain't you. - Why ain't it me when it is...? - Be logical.
If it wasn't me in that other picture, this ain't you.
Don't put me in with you. You're you and I'm me.
When did you quit smoking? - 6 months ago.
When did you fix that tooth? - Which tooth?
Look at this hole...
That photo's touched up. - Don't piss me off!
That's not me.
That's Mato Bugic.
I've heard of him. He was in the in the Vipers.
Right, first in the Vipers, then in the Nightingales.
Yeah, the Nightingales. Christ, they were at Guica Hill.
What about Guica Hill?
You mean those fucking son of a bitches, the Nightingales.
Don't give me son of a bitches. Your Skylarks were SOBs.
OK, are any of those fucking birds important now?
Then tell us what's important; stop fucking us around.
These two are key witnesses for Skoko.
You know why he's being sought?
For Sulagic Creek. - Correct.
And on March 20th when the massacre occurred,
Skoko wasn't with his unit, nor could he issue orders to it.
In fact, his unit wasn't where the indictment says it was.
So where was Skoko? - With Mato Bugic and Joso Udlaga.
This is how it went...
Skoko's father-in-law lent him 10,000 marks
and he didn't pay him back and the guy couldn't fucking wait.
So he hired Mato Bugic and Joso Udlaga to kidnap him.
They grabbed him and held him on a pig farm for 7 days.
And in those 7 days, that thing happened at Sulagic Creek.
These two can get the Hague indictment thrown out.
Well, why don't they fucking testify?
Can't find the fucking assholes. - So, it was easier to find us?
The hell it was easier. We looked in two countries
and three entities to find the two most identical.
Why doesn't the father-in-law testify?
He got killed for that 10,000 that Skoko paid back.
Why do you need look-alikes?
For sure, the Hague doesn't know what they look like.
When the indictment came out, Skoko said "fuck them
and their indictment. I've got two witnesses,
Mato Bugic and Joso Udlaga". I found these pictures,
info and sent it all to the Hague. The Hague said,
"No problem, send us the witnesses". We looked for them,
but they were nowhere to be found. They were afraid of Skoko
and just vanished. Maybe to Australia, Canada.
So that means you want me to be Joso? - Mato.
I'm supposed to be Joso. - No. I'm fucking Joso.
You're Mato. - Does this guy look like me? - Yeah.
That's what I'm saying. Joso. - Christ sakes, tell him, please.
This one is...
Now you've fucked me up. This is Joso. That's Mato.
Remember. You're Mato. - I'm not Mato and I won't be him.
No one's asking you to be him for real.
You'll just play his role for the Hague investigators.
Look, I'm not gonna be Mato!
Skoko killed my brother.
I want to be a witness, but against Skoko.
And what am I to do with you? - Whatever you want,
what do I fucking care. - I'll have to kill you!
What? Killing already?
You want us to pull out your finger nails first?
Let me go home. I'll give you a kidney.
Fuck your kidney!
You paid 2,000 for me and a kidney's worth 10,000.
I don't want your kidney. Fuck your kidney! I want Mato Bugic!
I won't do it! Let me go home!
So I let you go home
and instead of kicking the shit out of your best man,
you say that if he thought he was selling your kidney,
he was fucked in the head.
He really sold you as a fake witness for the Hague.
That Zagreb is preparing fake witnesses for Skoko and
they're offering 20,000 euros. So what does your best man do?
He calls me up for 20,000 or he reports everything to the UN.
How much did you say?
That his best man will ask for? - That you're offering him.
I'm not offering him anything.
What did you say his best man would say?
You're offering me 20,000. - That's what you said.
Yeah, hypothetically. - Fuck the hypothesis.
You said an amount. - You did say an amount.
OK, that's the amount.
You're offering him that much? - What offer? He won't do it.
And if I would?
I'd give you 20,000 euros.
And me? - Nothing.
Whores get paid.
You'll do it for Skoko. - Take that back about a whore
or fuck you and your 20,000! - Cool it. You're not a whore.
We know who's the whore in your family.
What did you say?!
If he gets 20 grand, I want double. - No way.
You both get the same.
A Croatian volunteer, the same as a Chetnik?
That doesn't matter here. - Then you don't have Joso Udlaga.
So you won't help Skoko? - Skoko yes but not you.
Then I'll have to kill you. - Kill me?
What do we do with traitors? - Who's a traitor, fucking hell?
20,000 euros will be alright.
Is there any cold beer here? - Get us some beers, man.
This is what you have to know backwards and forwards.
Did you write down our stories? - Me write your stories down?
Hollywood pays less for stories than what I'm paying for you.
You put your own stories together.
Here's your down payments. You 1,000, and you 2,000 euros.
Why only 1,000 for me? - Your best man has the other 1,000.
Yeah. Real funny.
And my cell phone?
Hey!
Where are you going? - I'm leaving.
Why? - They're gonna kill us.
But they gave us money.
When it's over, we're dead.
Plenty of time 'till then.
I'm telling you. They're gonna kill us. - Nah they won't.
When it's over and you get the cash, you can just go home?
I won't go back home. - Then where?
To Helsinki.
Why Helsinki? - My daughter want to go there 'cause of Santa Claus.
He's not in Helsinki. - No but it's close.
They'll kill us after we finish testifying.
'Till then, let's take the cash.
Udlaga. Joso.
Joso.
Joso Udlaga. Nice to meet you.
What's your name? - Katran, Dusko.
I thought you were asking for real. - Lf I can fuck you up,
what about those investigators? - C'mon. Ask me again.
I asked you your name. - I told you. Katran, Dusko.
You asked, like for real, so I told for real.
And they won't ask for real? - Forget them.
C'mon ask me.
What's your name? - Mato Bugic.
Yeah right. Mato Bugic.
What's your real name? - I told you twice.
Katran, Dusko is my real name. - There you go.
I screwed you up the third time. - But you asked me my real name.
And they won't ask you that? - Then why would they ask again
if I said I was Mato Bugic?
'Cause none of them fucking believe anything we say.
What's your father's name? - You mean me or...
Mato Bugic? - Who are we talking about?
Mato Bugic. - No. About you.
Well ask me about Mato Bugic. - You're Mato Bugic.
OK. I'm Mato Bugic.
From the beginning.
What's your name? - Mato Bugic.
Your father's name? - Mato. - Your father's father's name?
It's not in here. - And if it's not in there,
you think they won't ask? - What should I say?
Mato. - They can't all be Mato. That would be suspicious.
Where I come from, all three get the same name.
Then how do you know who's who? - But that's the thing,
if the authorities want Mato Bugic,
then you decide which is the best to send:
Dad, grandpa or grandson.
The guy has a small dick.
Mato Bugic has a small dick.
That's why he's aggressive and violent.
Is that how it works? - I'm not aggressive.
And your dick is... - It's big.
You don't look like you have a big dick. - My best man does,
but his is small.
You saw his? - Dobrila told me.
Who's Dobrila? - My wife.
She talks to you about your best man?
Better to talk than nothing. - What a fucking life!
Get up! The money's gone!
The money's gone.
Me and two other girls answered an ad.
They were looking for waitresses in Sarajevo.
My boyfriend was able to get out of the country
and I wanted to follow him, but these grabbed me
and made me sleep with slime balls.
I don't understand anything.
Shit!
So you know Croatian.
Are you Russian?
Russia? - Ukraine.
Ukraine. Kiev. Dinamo - Kiev.
Dinamo - Kiev, Dinamo - Zagreb.
I'm a Hajduk Split fan. Forget it.
I speak shit.
My name is Stella.
I am name...
Joso Udlaga.
Josudlaga. - Not Josudlaga, Joso Udlaga.
Josó Udlaga.
How long have you been here?
(I haven't started working yet. They still haven't sold me.)
You... here... how long?
Five months?
Five days.
Why don't you escape?
They took your passport?
London?
You want me to take you to London?
Your husband's in London?
Husband... Understand?
So, not your husband.
I wish we had a ball.
You play volleyball?
I played one season for Borac Banja Luka.
I just played, you know... amateur.
Which position?
The bench.
What are you like? - Aggressive. - What? - Aggressive.
What!? - Aggressive. - Look me in the eyes... In the eyes!
What are you gonna tell 'em? Where's that scar?
I never had it.
What about the picture? - That was just for a play.
What kind of play?
Amateur theater. We do a lot of that back home.
The Passion play, understand? For Easter.
I was the bandit on the cross, and they gave me a scar.
The photo was taken then.
What do you think? Will that work?
Do you like it? Tell me.
I don't like it.
Catholic Easter? - Amateur theater.
Come up with something else. - What?
Where did the scar go?
How 'bout you went to a herbalist and he had a balm.
That's it. A herbalist will do the trick.
What about your tooth? Where'd you get it fixed? - In Vienna.
It says I was there in '93 to escort a weapons shipment.
It was then you said... - Since when was I in Vienna?
We were together in Vienna for fucking waltzing sake.
It's all in here. You said to fix the tooth 'cause in Europe,
nobody's gonna trust a guy with a tooth missing.
And what kind of weapons were we escorting?
A truckload of AK47 s. - And did we get them over the border?
It says we did. - And how?
The customs papers said the truck was carrying cookies.
Where'd we go with the truck? - To the Vipers.
Eh, we'll fuck them up here.
The truck was for orphans.
Why would orphans need AK47 s?
What AK47 s? They were cookies.
The mafia tricked us. Get it?
Don't say anything about AKs. That could really fuck us up.
You come in as a witness and they end up indicting you.
Where are we going? - To take pictures.
Can I take a piss? - Who's stopping you?
When I say "now"... - I can't piss on command.
When I say "now", then we take off. - Why?
They're gonna kill us.
Didn't he say they were just gonna take pictures?
They're gonna kill us. Didn't you see the hole?
That's not for us. - Who's it for then?
It's too big for just us two.
You're not gonna go? - I can't swim.
And you play volleyball? - Yeah.
But I don't fucking' play water polo, do I?
It IS big, but smaller than you said it was.
It just dawned on me.
They're gonna kill us, bury us, dig us up again
and then they'll take pictures
and show them to Skoko, get it?
If he's sure Joso and Mato are dead, then he'll run to Congo.
They don't want Skoko up at the Hague talking too much.
God damn fucking shit! I was just starting to relax.
So, what's with the pictures? - We need a few shots of you two
during the war. It'll reinforce the stories.
What's with the backhoe? - How do I know?
And the hole? - I didn't dig it.
Your turn.
Hands up!
I don't mean you. - I can put them down? - Put 'em down.
You won't shoot if I put them down? - I won't.
Fuck that. - What the fuck's with you?
Have you gone crazy? - Don't move or I'll shoot!
Had you told you were nuts, I wouldn't have hired you.
I'll shoot! - Go ahead.
It's not loaded, that what he's trying tell you.
OK, maybe I was wrong. Just don't shoot.
Didn't I tell you?
OK, sit over there.
What are we supposed to be doing?
You're drinking beer, fucking around, playing cards.
What games do you know? - All of them.
How 'bout briscola? - I don't know that one.
It doesn't matter, this isn't a film.
Do they need to see the label? - Let them see it.
You should get some ad money.
Smile more so we see the tooth. You stop picking at the scar.
Good. That's it.
That'll do it. - And for this you took us all the way out here?
You can get changed and take that make-up off.
Let's take a picture together. For a souvenir.
Can I go now?
What do you need to buy? - Postcards.
You would send postcards? - Yeah. I thought I'd keep in touch.
You fucking' moron.
Wrap that up so I can take it with me.
What are we going to do about your tooth? - Which tooth?
The one you're missing. - It's not missing, I got it fixed.
Where'd you get it fixed? - In Vienna.
You'd get your tooth fixed in Vienna? - I wouldn't,
but he told me. - I didn't tell you nothing.
You told me when we were waiting for that truck
that no one in Europe would believe a guy missing a tooth.
Who wouldn't believe you? Otto von Hapsburg!
Who brought you the truck? - The Ukrainian mafia.
And they have fucking teeth? Fucking hell!
They have less teeth than you. - What the fuck are you saying
about my tooth? - It has to come out.
You're gonna pull it out? - It's a tooth, not a kidney.
For a kidney, you get anesthesia.
And you'll get it for the tooth.
I'm afraid of dentists. - 300 euros for the tooth, OK?
500 and it's a deal. - Deal.
Pay me 100 euros and I'll fix it without the dentist.
I'll punch you in the mouth. - You punch me in the mouth
and I still have to pay. - Then, go to the dentist.
How do you know you'll hit the right one. - I know.
Alright. Let's do it now. - Don't screw around here.
This is a nice place.
Better right away, before I change my mind.
What do I have to say? - Nothing. Why?
To piss you off. - You don't have to piss me off.
Which way to turn my head?
That's the one.
Wow! Way to go!
I told you so.
Pay up!
Give me 100 euros. - Take this.
Then this is for you.
I knew it. Fucking shit! I knew it was you.
And your scar? - What was wrong with the one
from the photo shoot? - It's not real.
Let's make this quick: 2,000 euros. - You're not Sharon Stone!
Whether you have the fucking scar or not,
you're not prettier or uglier. - How much?
1,000 euros and that's my final offer.
And we'll cover plastic surgery. Deal.
Let me do it. To return the favor.
Hello? Hello?
There's no one. - That's for me.
It's me, Mother. I'm in Zagreb.
I got some work.
6% isn't enough, at least 8%.
OK, give it to him for 7%. Bye.
If you need anything, call. My number's in the memory.
You didn't run up the bill?
Do I need to rinse this out? - How would I know?
I ain't no dentist.
May I come in?
Danke.
Lamb.
We hear each other?
Oleg it's me.
Don't be angry. Let me tell you.
You have no idea what's been going on here.
I know it's been over two months. Oleg, I couldn't call.
Of course they have phones in Sarajevo, but I'm not...
Listen Oleg. I'm in shit trouble.
Help me!
I love you, Oleg. Only you. Why can't you understand?
I wanted to make some money so I could come to you in London.
Oleg!
He has someone else?
That I understand. He's married.
Answer, Stella. Fuck that boyfriend.
Stella!
Who the hell did I buy that phone for!
You just fuck yourself or hang yourself!
That's not all there is!
Where'd you find that?
There are a lot of these in Banja Luka.
All black market goods in transit.
You want Ukraine, you want Kurdistan...
Kurdistan?
I guess it's Kurdistan. Right on the first guess.
Which fucking Boston guy strangled you?
Should I put beer in the fridge?
For the guys when they come for her.
Can I speak to Stella? - You got the wrong number.
Give the woman to them. They'll kill us.
We just wanted to hear where it's ringing.
Open up!
Open up you motherfucker! Give us back our woman!
OK, I have to ask the Colonel.
What Colonel? Don't give us any shit.
Colonel, do we give them the woman?
I'll fucking rip your dicks off. That's what Col. Skoko says.
This is where they've got him. I told you so. - Excuse us Colonel.
We didn't know the woman was for you.
If you need anything...? - Fuck off!
Anything Colonel. Our blood is yours.
OK, don't squeal that I'm here.
Don't worry, Colonel.
We won't tell nobody.
These guys sold me out faster than my best man.
What are they saying about Skoko? - That he's in the Congo.
What did I tell you?
Freeze! Don't move!
Get out!
Not so rough.
Is this why I fought the war?
I won't be Skoko! I said I'd be Mato Bugic
but I won't be Skoko. Understand? I won't do it!
NCN is better informed than your government, Mrs. Vidusic.
NCN is better informed than many governments. Including yours.
I'm a Tribunal official, madam. I don't have a government.
If you lack your own sources, why don't you watch television?
Naturally we monitor the TV.
Why then did you only act after a Tribunal warning?
We moved immediately. The action was ready in 15 mins.
Unfortunately, NCN was wrong. It wasn't Skoko.
Who were the two brought in?
Joso Udlaga and Mato Bugic? Are you certain?
You testify in two hours.
We ain't ready. - Yeah, but you were ready to steal a woman
and fuck around that you're Skoko! For that you were ready!
Let's quickly go through your stories about Skoko.
Not about him! We ain't started putting that together yet.
But that's the most important, you fucking idiot.
Do you know the dates? - From March 17th to the 23rd.
Which year?
Don't start that year shit. - Do you know which year?
94. - 93 for fuck's sake!
Here. This is your story.
Skoko's father-in-law worked in wholesale tomatoes,
and then he bought into mussels. - Yeah, fish.
I said mussels, you fuck! - This ain't gonna work.
Let us put this together. - You can trust us.
When're you paying the rest? - Lf you fuck it up,
you give me the down payment back.
What happened? You said not for a week or so.
Stjepan Kutlesic, your lawyer.
You know everything. I don't have to make introductions.
What do we need a lawyer for? We're not being accused.
Lawyers aren't just for the accused.
Witnesses need a lawyer even more.
That depends on who's paying the fee. - I am.
Well that's OK, but don't bother us too much.
You might fuck something up. Get going.
Get out of here. We need to concentrate.
You're busting my fucking ear drums!
Joso Udlaga.
The 27th of December 1968.
I was born in Dusseldorf. My father was a construction worker
and my mother came for Christmas and I was born then.
That's me.
That was a whole sentence.
Yes. That's me in the picture. Is that OK now?
Same fucking' shit.
Yes, I can.
My client refuses to answer. - Why are you butting in?
I don't refuse to answer. I'm just thinking.
I washed it off.
Water.
From the faucet.
The scar wasn't real.
They made it for me for a play.
Petar Bruka directed.
He ran our local theater in Gucam.
Every Easter we did a re-enactment.
The Passion, you understand?
I was the robber on the cross next to Jesus.
They put the scar on me and took the picture, understand?
What do you mean which one?
Two.
How can a bandit be good?
If I fucking' knew their names, I'd go on a quiz show.
Do I have to stay, or can I go get a beer?
They want you to remain.
Mato Bugic.
Mato.
I told you. Mato!
That's right.
That's a photo, not a picture.
Yes, that's me in the photo.
On St. Vitus' Day, 1989.
My client has obviously made a mistake concerning the day.
No, I didn't. It was St. Vitus' Day.
Yeah, it is... But my best man is a Serb
and we were always at his place on St. Vitus' Day.
I'm showing you the hole, where the tooth is missing.
We agree. - I don't agree.
Motherfucker!
I don't agree. - You fucking Chetnik!
Allow me to explain.
Which units can I curse? I won't curse ours.
OK you Chetnik shithead, explain why you won't testify.
Do you remember what he said? Do you remember?
Fucking Skoko! - Who else are we talking about?
What did he say? - He said, "for this, I'll get you".
That's what he said. - That doesn't mean nothing'.
It does to me. He'll kill us someday. That's what he meant.
And I'm gonna testify FOR him so he'll be set free.
No fucking' way. Let him sit in prison for a hundred years
so I can sleep safe and sound.
We held him on a pig farm for Holland’s.
They were Yorkshires. - No Holland’s.
The Yorkshires were on the other side of the road.
You're right, Holland’s.
To us, nothing'. His father-in-law was my friend,
and I sold him some wire under the table
and he owed me money for that.
And Skoko, his son-in-law, owed him 10,000 marks.
So his father-in-law tells me, grab him, hold him a few days
and I'll pay you 1000 marks. I couldn't do it alone,
so I brought him in.
'93.
Early spring, maybe March.
March 17th. I know cause that's when my grandma died.
That's right. The 17th. You said your grandma died.
Five days. - Seven.
Five. - What did he shout when we let him go?
I'll fuck your mother seven times! Yep. It was seven days.
That's it.
He could've screamed out loud; nobody would've heard him.
Sorry.
We told him to think about it, and maybe he'd remember.
He remembered and paid back the 10,000 marks.
Severingen, I'll fuck everyone of yours
but Skoko won't ever go through your prison doors
You destroyed that indictment. They'll have to withdraw it.
What happens after the break? - Just a formality.
Holland you may have windmills and tulips,
but you'll never have Colonel Skoko's glory.
Who else could it be? Me and Mato.
Autumn '93.
Fuck, I didn't know you had this picture.
I lied about that Easter play. Sorry!
The truth is our herbalist in Gucam has a salve.
You put it on twice a day for seven days
and a scar disappears like it was never there.
What's that herbalist doing in Gucam,
when he could make a million in California?
That's what I did.
Yes that's what I did.
So Skoko wouldn't find me.
He was heard saying find that one with the scar.
And that toothless one.
Yes, that's true.
Why would we run from the Tribunal?
We didn't hold the Tribunal down on the pig farm.
You really don't know that four years ago
the two of you were indicted?
What kind of indictment?
For complicity in war crimes committed in Guica Hill.
Joso Udlaga and Mato Bugic.
342nd and 343rd on the list of those accused.
That's got nothing to do with us.
We're not the ones you're looking for. You understand?
Since it's come to this, let me introduce myself for real.
Ante Jukic, nice to meet you. - Katran Dusko.
I know. With Antisa in front of the hole.
Antisa! You motherfucker!
I'll murder you!
I'll rip out your heart! Slash your throat!
Can I see the picture?
No offence, guys.
It wasn't anything personal.
I'm sorry for that picture.
They're fucking us, saying we're not cooperating enough.
We had to turn over some evidence.
Are you going to sulk, or can we talk seriously?
Antisa, my guys from the 108th will find you and fuck you up.
Alright. I understand how you feel.
I understand completely.
Fucking hell, we aren't made of stone.
Don't send us to the Hague or we'll tell them everything.
You guys are smart. - The hell we're smart.
If we were smart, you couldn't have fucked us.
When you get there, the first thing they ask is
"are you guilty?" How will you answer?
I'm not Mato Bugic, who you have indicted.
I'm Dusko Katran from Banja Luka. That's what I'll say.
They won't accept it
and the official will write "not guilty".
Then, you'll be sent to a psychiatrist
who will say you are sane, just acting to trick the court.
Then you'll get an extra 10 years tacked on to the sentence.
It won't work. We agreed to testify,
and not to do the time. - That's why I've come.
To expand our business.
It's not 20 thousand anymore, but 100 thousand.
The plot is this.
You go to the Hague, plead guilty, ask for mercy,
no big court expenses and no need to fuck with you long.
You're small fish and you'll get the minimum sentence.
How much is the minimum?
Let's say, honestly, 20 years.
20 years! - After appeals, 12.
And of that, you'll do 8. What the fuck is 8 years?
Which of you could put away 100,000 euros in 8 years?
What better way to kill 8 years?
You don't do anything there. Fuck around, play basketball.
Is there volleyball? - Volleyball is number one.
You can see women, you get a room, have kids, comfort,
and the cash is in the bank earning interest.
Let say 200 thousand. - 200 thousand each.
Do you have any other conditions?
How are you? - Fine.
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What're you waiting for? Open up!
OK. What's the rush?
Finally!
Nerves.
Mother!
Oh how I missed you!
Here is the money.
200 grand like I said.
You put it in the bank. Term deposit.
6% is low. They offer more for larger sums.
Count it if you think it's necessary.
Baby, come over here.
Mother, this is Stella.
She doesn't speak Croatian.
No you won't have to learn English.
Better that you teach her Croatian.
5 or 6 years, at most 8. Fuck it. That's the job.
Where'd you disappear to, Dusan? Dobrila and I were worried.
Why didn't Dobrila come? - Her boss wouldn't let her off.
She baked you a pie.
When do you go? - Tonight.
By train? - They paid air fare.
How long did you sign up for? - Four years,
but it could be four more.
How much are they paying?
Volleyball doesn't pay much.
Are you going alone?
No. A friend is going with me.
How was it in Zagreb? - They checked my kidneys.
Well, how are they? - Great!
Banja Luka beer is good for the kidneys!
Here is Daddy's money. For Helsinki.
No one can touch except you, after you turn 18.
You can touch while you're a minor.
Are you sorry I'll be gone? - Yes.
Say hello to your mommy.
You don't have to, Mother. - Shall we get going?