You savage!
Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me! Go on!
Now I'll show you!
Whas in the hopper today?
It was 200 yards upstream from where the body was found.
Cute kid. Such a pretty head.
Was the murder weapon found?
Yes, these nickel-plated Champions.
They're the finest made.
Cosmic rays
streamed through our coupled bodies.
We pulsated to the vibrations of the universe.
But he couldn't bear it.
He had to go one step further.
Vladimir is a man of noble impetuousness...
a man of great ambition...
and immense energy.
He's romantic,
ascetic,
a genuine Red Fascist.
Comrades...
even now I'm not ashamed of my communist past.
Before the Earth stops turning
Before the lights grow dim
To each one, Lord, I pray thee
Grant what is needful to him
To the wise one, a ready wit
To the coward, a horse, pray do
To the fortunate, some money
But remember, I'm here too
Before the Earth stops turning
Of thy power without end
To the one in want of power
Thy appointed portion lend
Good morning.
How are you?
Thas a lovely dress. You look so pretty.
About time we met in person. Come in.
How are you?
We're fine.
Let me take your coat.
I'm all confused.
What happens now? - Nothing. We go on shooting.
Whas that you brought?
Wine from Mostar.
Mostar is no more, but the wine's still there.
Tell that to Mom.
I brought some wine from Mostar.
A true miracle, wine from Mostar. Is called Stone Wine.
The wine itself doesn't matter.
Is only important as a sad sign of the times.
Yes, yes.
Here we are: Stone Wine.
This music will call the soup.
Help yourselves.
How many for you?
Two, three, four?
Two.
Here you are.
Cheers.
To your good health.
This may be the last prewar wine.
How much for a pig?
Three and a half per kilo?
- Depends on the customer. - How much for me?
For you, three.
Three.
You only have two bottles?
How about this? Id make an ideal gift.
This is nothing. I've got about 500 more kilos of it at home.
Where do you get it from?
People throw it away. We collect it.
- And how do you sell it? - By the kilo.
- Half a dinar. - And otherwise?
If is a barter, an egg for a kilo.
And this? How many kilos is this?
About 11l3.
Tell me, does Belgrade have soul?
I asked Dr. Jerotic that time they took out my gall bladder.
I was still in intensive care.
I'd barely woken up when he came in,
and I said, "All the time I was under,
I kept thinking maybe you could help me.
When they cut a bit of you out,
does it leave a hole in the soul?"
He had no answer, though he's a psychiatrist.
Good evening.
How are you, Mr. Sava? - Fine, thanks.
Interesting project?
I'm gilding a portal,
the imperial portal. Silver-plating an iconostasis.
This is pure silver.
I'm also making a few minor repairs.
- Whas this? Brandy? - Alcohol. Brandy.
- Brandy works? - It works fine.
What are you doing now?
Magnetizing it so it will stick.
Static electricity. I get it.
Amazing.
This holds it in place. Tomorrow I'll polish it.
How long did it take to do
the big cross on the Temple of St. Sava?
That took us several months.
All in all, we used 28,000 sheets like this.
This is silver.
There we used gold.
Get Mak and the crew up here.
Mak's here with me.
Shall we get organized and start shooting, or what?
Yes, get yourselves organized and we'll start.
Once you get moving, we'll see you and get moving too.
If we light the lantern, can you see it from there?
We'll see it all right. Just let it burn.
You just get it lighted.
Are we nearly there
at the top?
Here's our camera, and here we come.
I hope I can squeeze through.
Fresh air.
Here we are, above Belgrade.
Our city isn't very beautiful,
simply a jumble of houses
spilling all over the place.
All the same, if you look carefully,
it has something.
Now a bit of sightseeing. Show us Belgrade, Rade.
Start with St. Mark's.
Rolling. Here goes.
Let me find it. - Got the TV building?
And that tower over there?
Behind St. Mark's. You see it?
Is that the sports center?
Rade Vladic, the speedy cameraman.
No, keep going.
Pan to the Sava.
I didn't want the camera on me. I was just giving you a credit.
Skip the post office. Is blocking the view.
We can't see the Six Corporals complex,
so les go further left.
Now give me the Red Star stadium.
Show us the house Arkan is building.
We want to be trendy, to see the latest developments, right?
You bet.
Can you get that? The stadium?
Just a second. Let me look.
I see the stadium. Got it. There it is.
The stadium, right?
- There? - I'm pointing at it.
Do you have that road over there?
Yes, of course.
The Karageorge Monument in the park by the National Library?
Is at the bottom of the frame.
Now, on your right, and a little higher up,
the Hydrometeorological Institute.
The white house beyond the road.
Thas it, down among the trees.
Les run over and ask them if is cold out.
Then we'd know.
Do that white building next. Better move to the other side.
No need.
That one.
The one thas U-shaped.
Thas it.
It used to be the Institute of Public Health.
My mother worked there.
She ran a farm of white mice in that very building.
Pity the sun's not out.
Les have a shot of Ilija.
There he is.
If the sun were out, what a view it would be.
I have a question, Dragan. Did you gild it yourself?
Yes. Nice cobblestone, isn't it?
This stone came flying at him, accidentally or on purpose.
- During the March 9th riots. - On purpose, then.
March 9th, the opposition rally. I was in the front line.
I just went to watch. I'm a peaceful type.
- They renamed it Freedom Square. - Near there, yes.
When the fire engines picked up speed,
this stone came at my head, this close.
Then it hit the street.
I picked it up and ran, the police after me.
They chased me because of the cobblestone.
I got away and made it to St. Sava's.
Then I gilded it. End of story.
Did you gild it because it failed to kill you?
No, because we'll beat them, finally.
One day they'll get hit on the head.
Now we know part of the history
of this stone: The March 9th riots.
But who knows? That stone could date from Turkish times.
Maybe the patriarchs walked over it.
Maybe even Sultan Murad stepped on it.
Maybe even Jesus. Maybe Jesus walked on it.
- Couples may have made love on it. - Or the pharaohs.
Maybe St. Stephen was stoned with it.
Under that rock bubbled a health-giving spring.
The sick came to heal their wounds in it.
So that stone had already played its historical role.
Later on it was cut into blocks
and used to pave Belgrade's streets.
The time came when the streets exploded
and people started killing each other.
We can't speak ill of all of Belgrade.
No, nothing wrong with Belgrade.
We'll only speak ill of three certain buildings:
Supreme Headquarters,
Parliament,
and the Central Committee building.
All the rest is fine.
Get a shot of the bird perched on the water cannon.
That bird, you see it? On the Firefighter.
The Slavonija... - a beauty of a ship.
Ships weather nicely, huh?
Yes, they look their best when they're weather-beaten.
There's the Peacock.
Know what? If I were to go into business,
I bet I'd do well in Belgrade if I opened a paint store.
Once the standard of living improves,
everyone'll be repainting stuff.
Thas a good idea.
Paint flaking off everywhere. People'll need tons of paint.
But your present line of work isn't bad either.
When they're unhappy, people need music.
People make the most music when they go hungry.
Thas for sure.
An empty belly gives more resonance,
more echo, better sound.
Montenegrins, form a ring
Let us dance and let us sing
That young man and that fair miss
They dance well and they should kiss
Listen to that.
Like Close Encounters of the Third Kind.
He's playing for us.
Do it again!
Try playing this instrument of ours.
We have a horn too. Blow it.
Frogs in bogs jump on hogs
In the end you'll pop your clogs
If a count cannot count
He's a count of no account
I did peer at the pier
Till a peer did appear
Dogs chase hedgehogs around logs
Fogs do jogs in thick fogs
In the end you'll pop your clogs
Mak, your talent has been sung. You're not an unsung talent.
You're a well-sung artist.
But never in epic rhyme scheme.
I'll do a hit about Makavejev to be played on the gusle.
I'll write it today.
But tell me this: What do you want to do next?
Whas your next project? What would satisfy you...
to the hilt, as they say?
When I gave that interview to The Mladina,
I said I'd like to make a film called Yugoslavia.
Thas it.
- Give me a close-up. - You've got it.
Bastards, morons,
assholes, rich producers,
idiots and whatnot, you have a top-notcher here.
So cough up a couple of hundred million dollars
so the man can make his movie and make it right.
You'll all die, we'll all die, but the movie will remain.
So if you want to go down in history
like the Borgias, the Medicis,
and a few other rich families, fork over the loot.
Thanks for nothing.
If you're a real hotshot, grab your old man and say,
"Money on the line, man. I mean 100 or 200 million bucks."
One or two would do.
- How much? - Zero point eight is fine.
Balls! Gotta think big.
Three million. Not a cent less.
We'll blow two ourselves.
Three million dollars.
So the Restorationist Party salute means "three million dollars."
All asking for money for your film!
- A Beatles song. - What can I play on this?
Gypsies.
Hold it.
Pan up to them.
Les have some music!
Blow those trumpets!
We're TV, damn it. Give us a tune!