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Ticket?
The driver is not obliged to give change
Mira...
We'll go back to the dogs' home tomorrow and choose you a new one.
Mira?
Leave me alone!
Well?
You cannot steal living creatures.
I wanted to go to a breeder.
Oh, sure, wasting a fortune on a dog! While I get to drive a Skoda.
I'm not going to prison for a dog. Or for a Mercedes.
Then how do you plan to keep all this up?
So you remembered where you live?
Mira, come down! There's cake!
Come and have some! It's delicious!
Oh, my God! What's happened to you? Oh, God!
- So the minibus pulled out. And? - I crashed into it. That's it.
- This'll sting. - Who had right?
- Him or you? Wasn't there a sign? - Yeah, there was!
It will heal soon.
- So there was a sign? - Yeah, there was.
- Then you are wrong. - Leave him.
Yes, leave him alone!
- Take this before you go to bed. - What is it?
For the hurts to your soul.
It'll help you relax. Now go on up.
What was that in aid of?
Remember that game we had in Salgótarján?
That chap was dealt a pair of aces,
I had three shiny diamonds.
Then on the flop he got three of a kind,
and I got that fourth shiny diamond.
And remember that sucker?
He'd come about 1000 km, showing off in his Maserati, and then...
- Re-raise. - You what?
- I re-raise. - Okay, you do that.
The third hand he saw his ace-king and he went all-in.
Well, after that he could go straight home.
- Sorry. - What now?
You've invited a star guest?
I sent the male strippers over to your place.
Smashing.
- Sorry. I'll be back in a minute. - Okay.
- Fold for me. - Alright.
- It went wrong. - Fuck's up? I said no calls!
They chased us and shot at us. We crashed.
- Your guy, Gyukó... - Are you okay?
I am, but...
Just take your tablets, Mother, and try to sleep.
I'll call you tomorrow. Night-night.
- Good evening. Endre Hollós? - That's me.
Forgive me if I don't invite you in, but I'm entertaining.
Let's walk a little.
Inspector Zsolt Komáromi,
Budapest Police Organized Crime Squad.
And how can I be of assistance at such a very late hour?
It's about an incident
involving a Ford Mondeo, KIG-323.
It's registered as being owned by Ultrasped Ltd.
If you say so! Do you know how many cars are in the firm's fleet?
The car has been found in the vicinity of Soroksári Road,
it's badly smashed up. With bullet marks on the body.
It had earlier been involved in a pursuit.
- It was stolen? - We both know that it wasn't.
I beg your pardon?
This isn't about forged customs seals or tax dodges anymore, Mr Hollós.
You have overstepped a boundary.
Look, Inspector, if you're accusing me of something, please be explicit.
But spare me your insinuations.
And now, if you will excuse me, I have guests.
I'm sure you're aware that
patience isn't one of Pali Szilágyi's strong points.
Enjoy your party!
Do you have to play that shit...
- ...at top fucking volume? - Yeah. I do.
What's up, only got an A-minus in your test?
- Wanker! - Bitch!
Trees rush by, you're outta sight, don't matter shit, how hard ya try.
On death's superstrada ain't no speed limit tonight,
no barriers: be on your guard,
if ya run off the track, you'll get fucked hard.
You're a survivor, reality knocks: life's no game on your shitty Xbox.
End of the road, can't start again, no rescue truck or marks out of ten.
The reset or the trigger, schmuck, which ya pull, I don't give a fuck!
Wassup bro?
We've got to shoot a video! I've got this badass fucking idea!
And the deposit?
If anything happens to it. Insurance, savvy?
Look after it, you get it back.
School don't teach about real life, forget it, kid, open your eyes.
A couple more years then it's game over, bro,
ya swallow their scraps like a seal in a show,
and if they one day give ya parole, life sells ya lies, that's the dope.
So put the pedal to the metal and get ready.
Ya feel your heart's bust apart, it's for real:
hanging from the rear-view mirror of your life
dangling like motherfucking blood-soaked furry dice!
And how'd you come up with the words?
Well... I'm feeling kinda dark right now.
It's meta, Marky G style, you dig?
We'll soon get it edited and then you can watch it.
Big Mac?
- Love to, but I'm busy. - Come on. You can jack off any time.
It's my grandpa's funeral.
Sorry.
- Want me to go with you? - Nah.
- For your trouble. - Thanks.
Fuck, someone's loaded.
Follow me, bitches!
I was talking to Samu. You rock, G!
When the video's ready we'll upload it to our webpage.
We've already got 2000 likes.
- And the deposit? - What deposit?
Don't razz me, man. It's not my cash!
- Foul! - Play on!
Let's have the ball!
20 burpees each for the losing team,
well done the winners!
Next match is Tuesday.
One...
two...
three...
four...
- Where's my mobile? - What?
- Fuck, it's gone... - What's the problem?
- She's stolen my mobile! - Me? Are you stupid?
- You were sitting there. - What if I was?
- Runs in the family don't it? - Cool it, Luca!
Why? Her dad did steal Áron Trencsényi's dog.
He didn't! He got him from the dogs' home.
- Yeah, right! - But he did. He got out and...
...from the dogs' home. I asked Dad
not to buy me a dog.
- I wanted to find a stray... - Luca! Isn't this it?
It had slipped under the bench. Twenty!
Alright into the dressing room with you! No catching cold today.
Stop daydreaming! It's time to go.
- Please! - Coming!
You've said that ten times.
Hurry up!
Is everything alright?
Come on, look lively.
Are we going to have this all day?
You might at least take that chain off.
We take our leave of Major General Mihály Miklósi.
Throughout his life he stood by his comrades,
and adored his wife, Éva,
and his children, Tibor and András.
He was a soldier, and a loving husband,
father, and grandfather.
He was ever conscious of himself, his actions, and his portion in life,
and he avowed his faults and his virtues alike.
For him, his personal life and his duties to his homeland
were inextricably intertwined...
- My condolences. - Thank you.
Coming back to Mum's?
No can do, Atti.
Thanks for coming.
- When can we talk? - My condolences.
Thank you for coming. It's kind of you.
- My condolences. - Thank you.
Oh, Lord... My sweet Lord...
Remember this?
Dad's watch.
I was never allowed to touch it.
It's yours.
- Have you seen Ildikó? - Why? What about her?
Mamm's the word.
I don't study her breasts.
- Well, now's your chance. - Stop staring!
Why didn't you bring your dog, Mira?
- He's dead. - How's that?
- He didn't suffer too much. - Yes he did. It was hell.
Oh, well... just carry on playing.
Lacika! Have a cake!
No? Are you sure?
Remember that time in Siófok when we had to do a bunk when
the owner of the apartment showed up?
I feel sick.
They made out it was a game.
I threw a fit when I couldn't go back for
my inflatable killer whale.
You think it's funny? That we live like this?
Who says we can't?
Everyone's hustling, aren't they?
...in the tree house. It's lovely outside!
Atti tells me he's getting out of the property business.
- Well, it's not 100 per cent yet. - Says you. The market's kaput.
We'd have to take bigger risks and
I'd rather find something with more security.
What about your Uncle Robi? Shall I call him for you?
They must need engineers at City Hall.
We're entrepreneurs, Gran!
He's not settling for peanuts in the public sector.
Márkó? Hi!
You alright?
Ah, you know... Grandpa.
Yeah, it's sad... Ciggie?
No, thanks. They'd kill me if they saw.
They'll kill me anyway. What's it like in there?
- My little Tibi! - Mother.
- Sweet little Tibi! - Hello!
- How lovely you're here! - Hello!
- Hi. - Hi! Hello.
- You're looking good. - Thanks. So are you.
Hi.
The funeral was at one.
Something came up. I had to change my plans.
Well, it can't be helped.
- Where are your bags? - At my hotel.
You won't stay here? I'd just make the bed.
Don't. I don't want to be any trouble.
Oh, no, not you.
Sit down and I'll bring some cakes.
- Straight from Munich? - Yeah.
But now I'll be in Budapest for a while.
I'm doing an attic renovation in Rózsa Street.
And the bastards'll rob me blind if I'm not there.
Attila's in property, too.
Know any good foremen? I fired mine this morning.
Get the kids. We're leaving!
Huh, he had the time to fire his foreman.
At least Tibi's making an effort.
- Our father's just died. - At least he knows what he wants.
We've got to be like him to make it in life.
He doesn't give a shit for anyone.
- He only cares about money. - Like everyone in this family.
Mira, I told you many times, Chooker...
Who's talking about Chooker? My whole life's shit. Cos of you!
Did you see his car?
Don't start, okay?
I still can't believe you really want to be a... pen-pusher.
- That was never on our bucket list. - No, and neither was... Forget it.
What? Writing 'Swindler' at the top of your CV?
- Mira! - Don't treat us like idiots, Mum!
- We've never lied to you. - Oh, sure!
You couldn't be honest if you tried.
Come back! What are you doing?
Leave her be. Let's go.
Jobmarket
Hello, Mervarik Holding. How can I help you?
Hallo, my name's Attila Miklósi.
About the construction engineer's vacancy.
I can put you through to the project team.
- They're very busy though. - Can I call back later?
- Of course! - Thank you!
Want to tell me what this is?
With pleasure. The bill for putting our garden straight.
You really think it was me?
- Wasn't it? - Damn it all! This is the green belt!
Full of rodents. You don't think I will pay this?
- No, I don't. - Then what the hell do you want?
Proof that I have tried to reach a compromise with you.
What can I get you?
Haven't you got any plasters?
I'll take a look.
And some kind of pain killer?
Can I have a glass of cold milk?
- Driving? - Not me.
Then order a proper drink, for Pete's sake.
Alright, and what's that? According to you?
That depends. I guess it's not your feet that are the problem.
- A guy? - No.
So?
It's just... People are idiots.
We'll figure something out, okay?
- Sour cherry with honey. - How much?
650.
- You having one, too? - It ain't easy for me, either.
Ooh!
It's nice. Really.
No, no, hang on. I haven't got enough.
Then you can do the washing up.
You hate washing up that much?
Cos we need a helper.
Four hours and 5000 an evening.
You do seem to be a bit short.
I left my purse at home. I'll come back with it.
This one's on me.
- The bottle stays here. - But...
Yes, I do. People are real idiots.
Get your bikes out, please.
Leave your bikes outside and then you can come in.
No, take them out.
Hello Kitty, out on the prowl?
Yeah, I'm looking for some dirty little rats... to kill.
Wow, rock hard chick!
Miaow?
Gunfire and a car chase in Budapest.
The driver of the vehicle behind me
is believed to have lost control
after having been pursued by an SUV through District 19.
There's some left-over pizza.
The police have launched a hunt
for the man pictured in this composite.
- Shall I warm it up? - ...who fired a number of shots
at the other car... - Shall I warm it up?
Unverified sources suggest a mafia showdown...
- Or do you want something cold? - Uh-huh...
The crime scene investigation is still ongoing and
further information is yet to be disclosed.
A family of owls has moved into the garden of...
So which?
You never take a blind bit of notice of me.
- Okay. - Fancy!
Uh-huh. Wanna see what it's like... inside?
What exactly?
We don't want any misunderstandings.
Well, are you coming then?
Come on...
Hello! I'm home! That is... we're home.
- Hello! - Good evening!
- One of your classmates? - Nah... This is Nándi.
Norbert Tihanyi.
Oh, yeah, Norbert. I knew it began with 'N'.
- Mira! Have you been drinking? - No, thanks. We're going up.
Think she has? She could hardly stand.
I didn't know your folks'd be home.
They're always home.
- They seem pretty cool. - Well they're not.
This your dog?
No.
- Go and see what they're up to! - Can't you guess?
So that's it?
I can't just barge in on them, can I?
No... no...
Not that one...
Shitty thing...
Janka, come here...
Maybe you should go up.
You'd better go now.
You on Facebook?
Uh-huh...
- Great. I'll add you, then. - Uh-huh...
Right, enough is enough.
Thanks for everything. Goodnight.
And what do this... Norbi's parents do?
What do they do, or how much do they earn?
- Have you known each other long? - Uh-huh.
At least an hour and a half.
I see...
Do you think you'll see him again?
So, what was it in aid of?
Can't I even try to have a good time?
And that means bringing home a boy from some...
council estate?
Alright, then next time I'll go to the... council estate!
You know that's not what I meant.
Or we could do it at the train station, if that'd suit you better!
- How is she? - She'll sleep it off.
And you? Are you alright?
I've got job interviews tomorrow.
Well, if that's really what you want.
I don't care. You know best.
You do what you like!
If you can bring home enough to pay for
our clothes, the food, the bills,
school,
700,000 a month, net...
I don't care. You just do it!
But you know the saying, 'Don't change a winning formula'.
And how about 'Quit while you're at the top'?
Huh! This is the top?
That shooting thing that was on the news.
That car. It was Hollós'.
- How'd you know that? - I've got a feeling.
But he was there at the funeral. He must be alright.
I don't know who did the job in the end.
When a caper's on, he always plays poker at home for his alibi.
So who cares?
You heard what they said on TV! The police are going all out.
Let them. They've got to make a living too.
What could they do, anyway?
Take you in for 24 hours? Big deal!
But they're such a bunch of boobs.
Some flatfoot was here yesterday about that stupid tree.
The police were round here?
So?
Don't worry. I blamed it all on the Salamon twins.
Janka... Was it you who butchered that tree?
Good evening!
Good evening.
And do I get any explanation?
I apologise on my wife's behalf, too.
She sometimes has a false sense of reality.
We'd noticed.
Are we sorted then?
I won't file a complaint, if that's what you mean.
Thank you.
All the same, one cannot forget such things that easily.
Wait... just a moment...
That little sortie of yours has just cost me 200,000 forints.
- You're an idiot for paying him. - What else could I have done?
A bit of police attention is all I need.
Oh, don't bawl me out over a stupid tree.
Listen, I've always been tolerant, but this is it.
You wanted this house: here we are.
I only asked for one thing in return. No scandals.
You don't know what that woman did to me.
What could she do to provoke that?
What? She humiliated me! Me! Before everyone!
You've no idea what I do to give you a golden life!
You've done nothing for 15 years.
What about raising your children?
- Running the household? - Shall I be grateful
cos you order a pizza once a week? Fucking big help!
You're so bored you create problems.
- So that's what you think of me? - Dead right!
You didn't list any previous workplaces on your CV.
Well, I haven't been working in the trade for a while.
But rather?
You graduated as an engineer, but in your portfolio
I can't find your ECDL certificate. - My what?
What makes you feel that now is the time to change?
It's hard to say exactly...
Tell me about your most rewarding professional experience.
If you were to describe yourself as an animal,
what would you be, and why?
A fawn?
Yes. Maybe a fawn.
What are your salary expectations?
700,000 a month, net.
Did I say net? I meant gross. Gross.
What is your weakest point during conflict management?
Uncle Endre...
Atti?
I never meant to leave you in the shit.
What should I say now?
I'm sorry. Really.
- Dad gave it to you? - Uh-huh.
- It's not going. - I know.
I don't want us to be on bad terms. You're the only one I've got.
Listen... You wanted a foreman.
- Still need one? - No, I found a bloke.
Anything else going?
Who's asking?
Me.
Hello, Klári!
I've drawn up a communications strategy for the next half-year.
I can present it at Tuesday's meeting.
- Are you being serious? - Yes. Why?
Did you really imagine you could just remain among us
as if nothing had happened?
Foundation members are decent,
pure-minded people, not the likes of...
You miserable, conniving old shit!
You'll not get away with it!
I'll make sure you lot clear out of this neighbourhood!
You're parasites, the lot of you... I'll have you locked up and...
Help! Someone call an ambulance!
Good God! What's happened?
Where are we going?
Go on...
What are we doing here?
What is this place?
Uncle Endre?
Thanks for running out on me!
You... you...
I thought... I thought that...
I called you, Uncle Endre! Straight away!
Where's my money?
When I came to, this runt was nowhere.
And neither was the bag.
I just got out, cops were all over. It's sure this...
That's not true!
It's sure this little... It's sure he swiped it!
That's not true!
It was like this...
When I came to after the crash, I looked to see how he was.
I thought he was dead, so...
Uncle Endre, I...
Fucking chickenshit...
The bag. Was it still there?
Bag?
Dunno...
I never knew there was any bag.
So you don't know anything about the money?
Then bugger off home. We'll say no more about it.