[Selma] Ya Hafizu.
Ya Hafizu.
[in Bosnian] In You I trust above all things.
You are my only protector, the guardian of my family.
You hear my words. You see me.
You know my secrets.
Ya Hafizu. Answer my prayers.
Ya Hafizu.
Protect me from evil.
[cicadas chittering]
[car engine revving]
-[engine revving] -[tires screeching]
[turns off engine]
[birds chirping]
[insects chittering]
[mumbling] Shit.
[Alex sighing]
[exclaims in frustration] Shit!
[Alex sighing]
[Alex] This is great.
It's the axle. It's...
It's broken.
[Selma] So, is--is that bad?
Well, let's just say we no longer have a car.
[Selma] So, now, what?
[softly] Fuck!
Come on. Fuck!
[Selma] I told you that the GPS was wrong. Now look where we are.
What, we're in a beautiful forest in Bosnia.
[Selma] Alex, we are going to miss the plane.
No, because...
Um...
The next town is really not, not far from here. It's really close.
So all we have to do is we have to find somebody with a tow-truck
and get them to tow us to the airport in Sarajevo.
We've got all morning.
We'll get there on time.
It's a piece of cake.
[birds chirping]
[sighing]
[Alex speaking in German] Bad, lazy mutt!
You have been barking all day so I take you out for a walk, haven't you?
Bad mutt!
Come on, come on!
[dog barking]
[in English] What's the matter?
I'm not going into that forest.
[Alex sighs]
It's dangerous. There are mines out there, Alex.
Honey, the map says there are no mines in this area.
Alex...
You think we are in some park in Berlin?
No, but...
All we have to do is walk south and we'll be fine.
All right, look.
If we don't make it to the next town in...
30 minutes,
I promise you, you'll never have to watch another Bayern Munich game.
[in German] My word.
[in English] I give you my word.
[chuckles softly]
Liar.
Try me.
[luggage shuffling]
[sighs dreadfully]
[exhales in determination]
[cicadas chittering]
[chittering intensifies]
[distant wind howling]
Are you ready?
[chittering stops]
Did you feel that?
What?
[sighs]
Relax!
You know, sometimes I feel like you love that kamajija necklace
more than you love your boyfriend.
How did you just call it?
What? Jamajija.
Hamajlija.
It's what I said, jamalja.
You know, seeing, as you have a Bosnian girlfriend,
at least you can learn some of the language. Huh?
Oh! OK.
That's coming from somebody who's been living in Berlin for two years
and knows only how to say bitte and maus, yeah?
Mouse in English, maus in German.
It's easy.
OK, maus.
You'll be safe with me.
I promise.
[slow violin music playing]
[barking]
Yesterday, at the funeral,
they said it helps to talk about it.
-Alex... -I'm not trying to rush you. It's just...
I want you to know that I'm here for you.
Whenever you want.
I want to understand.
Uh, you know most of it.
Yeah, but sometimes I feel like you're keeping things from me.
Like your necklace.
Or this forest.
I'd like to know what they actually mean to you.
[indistinct fluttering]
Alex, there's something there.
Where?
-Stay here. -Please don't go. Please.
-Just stay there. Relax. -I beg you.
Hello?
[Selma] It's hiding.
What is?
[foliage rustling]
Where?
[Selma] Just there. In that fog.
Fog?
What fog?
[dog barking]
Hey!
There's something here.
[dog barking]
[Selma] Alex!
Where are you going?
Just get over here. It's perfectly safe.
[bag thuds]
[Selma] What are you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing? I am trying to get us out of here.
It wasn't locked.
OK!
I see. I knew there'd be something here.
[turns on radio]
Alex, just--just leave it. You will get us into trouble, Alex.
Hello? Can you hear me?
[radio static]
[man] Who's this?
Uh, we need help. We're, uh, we're stuck in the forest.
We're, we're next to the LADA car.
Can you help us?
[indistinct chatter over radio]
[chattering continues]
You--you talk to them, they'll understand you.
[radio static]
[Alex] Selma! Selma, wait!
Selma!
Selma.
Hey!
Hey, hey.
I know this must be really hard for you.
But, baby, I hate seeing you like this.
Did you put the walkie-talkie back?
Yeah.
I'd never do anything to upset you, you know that.
And you are right. I should've listened to you.
I promise. I will be more careful from now on. OK?
And I'm sorry.
My father gave it to me in Srebrenica.
It's..."Ya Hafizu," it's from Quran, means "Great Protector."
It's like my guardian angel.
Hey, I'm your guardian angel.
[dog barking]
Bobby?
Bobby!
-Stay here. -Please don't go.
-I'll only be a minute. -Alex, you promised me.
Maus, come on!
Bobby!
[Bobby continues barking]
[cicadas chittering]
[chittering intensifies]
[chittering stops]
[indistinct fluttering]
[in Serbian] You...
I think this is ours.
[man speaking in Serbian] Hi there, sexy?
Are you lost?
Watch your step. This place is littered with mines.
[Milos] She doesn't understand shit.
Europe, eh?
-[Vuk] Where are you going? -[Milos] Don't be scared.
[Vuk] Hey, stop!
[Milos] Hey!
Don't go there! Don't go there!
Listen to me, don't go there!
-Stop... -Stop!
[Bobby barking]
Stop there, I said!
-Alex! -[Alex] Selma!
[loud explosion]
[groaning]
[exhaling]
[breathing hard]
Oh.
[screams]
There's no possible escape.
[shushing aggressively]
[muffled screeching]
[softly] I'm going to kill you. Be quiet, be quiet.
[hushing]
[Selma crying]
[shrieking]
[shushing]
[muffled screeching]
[gasping]
[in Bosnian] Help!
[in Serbian] Be quiet, be quiet.
-[muffled screaming] -[shushing]
I know that smell.
[screeching]
Welcome home.
[gasps]
[breathing calmly]
[Alex] Hey.
You OK?
Breathe.
Breathe. That's right. That's right.
[Alex hushing]
Maus, breathe deeply. Deep breaths, Maus. OK?
You have your guardian angel watching over.
Come here.
[crying]
[Alex] I know. I know, I know.
I know, I know...
We're OK. We're OK.
-We're OK. OK? -OK.
We're OK. Yeah.
[Bobby whimpering]
[in Serbian] I'm sorry, but it is dead.
What's he saying?
[in Serbian] Shit! It's dead, my friend. Sorry.
It's better for him, believe me.
-[repeating] "Better"? -Better, yes.
OK?
[Alex breathing heavily]
[Bobby yelping]
Hey! It's my dog, man! What the hell?
[in Serbian] Calm down.
That's my dog!
[in Serbian] Stop!
[Alex] Get your fuckin' hands off me!
[in Serbian] Don't touch him!
Are you from here?
Tell your boyfriend it was the only solution.
The dog was dying.
Dog, kaput!
[stifled sob]
[crying]
Alex...
let's get out of here.
Alex, we have to go.
[footsteps approaching]
[Vuk speaking Serbian] And now what do we do?
[Alex] OK, Maus.
Ask them if they can get us out of here.
Ask them, Selma!
[Vuk] Selma?
Selma, sorry about before.
This forest is full of mines.
But that's why we're here. For your safety.
It's not necessary.
Right here and now, you two are our responsibility.
-What's he saying? -Nothing. They want us to go with them.
Well, tell them we'll go. Yeah?
You can take us to--to the car?
Selma, anybody who doesn't fear mines in Bosnia is a dead man walking.
-What the hell is he saying? -Nothing.
[Vuk] There are almost 8,000 hectares of forest.
-OK. -Yes.
[in Serbian] We are here.
[Milos chuckling]
You and us, you and us...
Stop it, fuck's sake! Can't you see this is serious?
Europe...
This is serious...
[mimics explosion]
The whole place is littered with mines.
Mines... Mine.
OK.
[mimics explosion]
-Kaput! -Kaput, yes.
[Vuk speaking Serbian] Translate, please.
Mmm-hmm. Alex, listen to me.
I'm not going anywhere with these two guys.
Can you please stop worrying? I am handling--
Can you please just listen to me?
-[Vuk] Selma... -Mmm-hmm.
[Vuk] It's been raining. The earth has moved.
The mines have moved too.
[in German] That's no use at all.
[in Serbian] You have to come with us.
Alex, we are in trouble. In real trouble here. OK?
Would you just calm down and talk to them, huh?
Can you listen to me what I am saying to you?
-I am listening to you! -Can you just listen for a second?
[inhales deeply]
[breathing heavily]
[cicadas chittering]
Maus, what's wrong?
Are you OK?
[Selma groaning]
Listen... Listen...
[in Bosnian] We are in danger.
Selma!
Selma, what's wrong, baby? What's wrong?
Help! Help!
OK. Relax, relax, relax.
Oh, fuck!
[Selma wheezing]
[in Serbian] What's the matter with her?
[Alex] Don't! Be careful, be careful, be careful!
[Selma groaning]
She needs a doctor. OK, relax. Lie still, baby.
I'm gonna get help. I'm gonna get help.
Relax! Relax, relax.
I'm gonna get you out of here, OK? Stay there.
Shit! OK.
I'm just gonna go get help, OK? You stay here.
I'll be back, OK? I'm gonna get you out of here.
Yeah, we--we have an emergency!
My name is Alex Maschwit, I'm German.
Um, we are lost in a forest in eastern Bosnia.
My--my girlfriend is badly wounded. She needs help.
Yes, uh, somewhere near Srebrenica. West, I think.
No, no, no!
[in German] Shit!
[in Serbian] Hey, friend!
[Alex] No, no, no. I got this!
[in Serbian] We're going to take her to our hide-out. Everything will be fine.
[Alex] Police? Do you speak English?
[in Serbian] What the hell is the matter with him? Is he calling the police?
I bet you 20 marks the line goes dead.
[Alex] Trace my call! If I'm calling it's because I have a fucking emergency!
Hello?
[in German] Shit!
[in Serbian] Fuck this guy.
[Alex] What the fuck, man?
Goddamn fucking Bosnians!
[in English] We are not Bosnians, my friend.
We are Serbs.
So let the fucking Serbs help your Bosniak girl.
[ominous music playing]
[Alex] Can we hurry up, please? Yeah?
[Milos] Oh!
Europa... Stay on the path! Stay on the path!
You're gonna blow us all to hell!
What... Are there mines here?
[Vuk chuckling]
[Milos] Check your map!
[Milos] Vuk!
[in Serbian] You know what a woman is?
[Vuk speaking in Serbian] What?
[Milos speaking in Serbian] The decoration around her pussy.
[Vuk and Milos laughing]
Can you please be more careful? Yeah?
Hey! Hey, why are we stopping?
[Alex] Huh?
[in Serbian] Fuck this guy, eh?
Who does he think he is? The boss?
[Alex] Guys! This isn't a picnic!
[in English] Take it easy, my friend.
Enjoy Bosnia.
Sunshine... Fresh air...
Minefields... Relax.
Our residence.
[Alex stuttering] Uh, wait a minute.
This is your post?
I am not taking my girlfriend in there!
[panting] Friend...
We apologize 'cause this is not Hilton.
But you're not on your fucking honeymoon, OK?
-Hey. -Hey, baby.
Take it easy. Take it easy.
I am on top of everything, OK?
Don't worry. OK?
-OK. -I'm gonna take care of you. Don't worry.
Remember...
I'm your guardian angel.
[gunshot]
[Selma] Alex!
[Selma gasping]
[stuttering] Alex!
[screaming]
[grunting]
[screaming]
[screaming in Bosnian] Help!
[Vuk speaking Serbian] Scream all you like, nobody can hear you.
Help!
[both laughing]
Help!
[gasping]
[ominous music playing]
[Selma gasping]
[Selma crying]
[Selma screeching]
[Milos shouting in Serbian] Shut up!
[Selma shouting in Bosnian] Help!
-[Vuk] Shut your fucking mouth! -[Milos] Put her down there.
[Selma] Help!
-[Milos] Give her it. -[Vuk] Shut up!
[Selma] No!
[gasping]
[Milos] Look at her...
[Selma coughing]
[Milos] This is no time for prayers.
[Vuk] See how she is spoiling our fun?
Princess, this is just the beginning.
Come on.
[Selma grunting]
-[both spitting] -[Selma groaning]
[Vuk] Let's go from here.
-Shut up, you bitch! -[Milos] Stay still, for God's sake!
[Selma coughing]
[Vuk] Shut up!
[Vuk grunting]
[Milos] Hit her!
[Selma groaning]
[Milos] We're here.
[Vuk] Say goodbye to daddy.
[Selma groaning]
[Vuk] See you never.
[rapid gunfire]
[Selma panting]
[gunfire]
[Milos] Greet your father.
[Vuk snickering]
[gunfire]
[Milos in Serbian] Go with God.
[Vuk laughing]
[Vuk] Say goodbye to daddy.
[laughter continues]
[Selma sobbing]
[gunshots]
[Selma screaming]
[Selma gasping]
[gasping continues]
[Selma sobbing]
[Selma shuddering]
[breathing heavily]
[man hushing]
[Alex] Hey.
Calm down.
[Alex hushing]
[Selma breathing heavily]
That was just a bad dream.
[Selma sobbing]
[hushes]
I have good news and bad news.
The good news is that you're going to be fine.
The bad news is that we missed the plane.
They dressed the wound.
It's nothing serious.
[exclaims weakly]
[Alex hushes]
[Alex] No, no, no. No, no, no
Don't move. Don't move. Don't move.
Don't move.
We had to bring you down.
For the first aid kit.
I am so glad you're OK.
And don't worry.
I'm here for you.
We're here for you.
[metal object clatters]
[motor running]
Alex...
It's a trap.
[Alex] Selma.
Selma!
[in Serbian] Good morning.
[Alex] What is that?
[in English] Holy water.
Rakia.
[Milos offering in Serbian]
[in Serbian] Here... Your father liked it.
-[Selma spitting] -[Alex] Hey!
[in Serbian] Fuck your Bosnian mother!
[Vuk] Be still, be still!
[Milos] Shit. Fuck you!
Selma!
-[Milos] Leave me alone! -[Vuk] Let's smoke.
Selma, no!
Selma!
What's the matter with you?
[shouting] Have you gone completely nuts?
Do you realize what would have happened if you had actually used this, huh?
Jesus Christ, Selma, they're just trying to help.
Help?
Scum like them killed my whole family!
The war is over! Not all Serbs are bad people!
Yeah, sure! You're so naive!
And you're paranoid!
Don't ever...
do that to me again.
Ever.
You understand?
You'll end up getting us both killed.
You got us into this.
Now do something to get us out of here.
[knife clattering]
[Alex] Um, guys...
Um...
I'm really sorry about what just happened.
My girlfriend, you know, she's...
under a lot of stress.
OK. Her parents and her brother. They...
They were, uh...
[clearing throat] Well, they were killed.
They disappeared...
in this area during the war. Um...
And their remains just turned up a month ago,
in a mass grave, you know, after those floods.
And yesterday we buried them in Srebrenica. So...
I guess you can see why she's in such a nervous state, I mean...
I keep trying to get her to move on, but, uh...
Anyway, I'm--I'm really sorry.
Truly, I am.
It's OK, my friend. I--I understand.
It's a... Bosniak thing.
[exhales]
Yeah, right?
I mean, they are, uh... They are complicated, you know?
She never even told me that she lived through the war as a child, you know?
And we've been seeing each other for a year, I mean...
It's crazy, right?
[Vuk] Welcome to Bosnia.
[in Serbian] What is he laughing about?
[Vuk speaking in Serbian] Leave him, he's a nice guy.
Thank you.
Hmm.
Thanks.
[in English] I like you, my friend.
You are a really nice European.
It's a pity I don't feel the same for your woman.
Sorry.
Uh...
Anyway...
I really appreciate all your help and all you've done for us.
Uh... Oh! And if there's ever anything you need...
You know, here's my, uh...
Here's my--my card.
You know.
Sorry.
Um...
And that's my email.
-So... -[chuckles]
But right now, I think it's best if we, if we separate, you know.
My girlfriend will feel more comfortable if we continue on our own.
So, um...
If that's OK?
Thank you.
Hey, man...
I don't want any problems, man. We just want to go home.
Luckily for you, that's what we're here for.
Remember the area is full of mines.
[in Serbian] Look, you go down the road...
a mile or so.
Follow the signs, left and right.
Do not stray or you will enter a minefield.
You get to the mountain and you go...
about 800 or 900 meters uphill.
You will see a small bridge.
You cross it and...
[in English] Sorry. Sorry. I forgot...
Ten thousand euros for the...
simultaneous translation.
[chuckles in disbelief]
Excuse me?
You heard me, my friend. Ten thousand euros and we're OK, huh?
Is this some kind of joke?
The mountain rescue work costs money, you know?
Uh...
[in Serbian] The recession...
[in English] The economic crisis...
We have to live.
Of course, yeah.
Well, um...
Don't worry about it.
We'll have to try and work it out ourselves.
So...
Thanks for all the help, guys.
[groaning]
[Alex gasping]
[Alex coughing]
Please, my friend...
Just pay...
and everything is OK.
I'm a little bit upset.
[continues gasping]
You fucking bastards!
Let's not make things complicated, OK?
OK?
[screaming]
[groaning]
[coughing]
[Vuk] Be wise and nothing will happen to you.
[gun cocking]
Run! Run!
[Milos shouting in Serbian] What's the matter, German bitch?
[indistinct shouting]
[ominous music playing]
[Selma breathing quiveringly]
[Selma walking cautiously]
[gasps]
Ya Hafizu.
[Milos] Selma...
[in Serbian] You haven't been very nice to me.
It doesn't matter.
I forgive you.
[Milos gasping]
[Selma sighing]
Fuck your dead family!
Fuck your Bosnian mother!
-[Selma stabbing] -[Milos shouting]
[Milos] Fuck you, bitch!
-[heavy breathing] -[Milos thuds]
[somber music playing]
[music crescendos]
[bones snapping]
[breathing deeply]
[Selma] Ya Hafizu.
Ya Hafizu.
[motor whirring]
[wood creaks]
[grunts]
[groaning]
[Vuk speaking in Serbian] Where is Milos?
[Vuk sighing]
You're not going to escape.
Milos!
[wheezing]
Answer me. Where is Milos?
Kaput.
[wheezing]
I'm a little disappointed, you know?
I thought you would defend yourself.
But you are all the same.
You like being victims, don't you?
Hey, little mouse?
Has the cat got your tongue?
[choking]
But that doesn't mean we're not going to enjoy ourselves for a while.
[gasping]
[coughing]
Five... Four...
[in English] Run, mouse!
[in Serbian] Three... Two... One... Now!
Don't you want to play? We're going to play a little!
Stay still, mouse!
[indistinct clattering]
I'll find you.
You can't hide!
[indistinct shuffling]
Little mouse!
[laughing]
Hey!
Where have you got to?
When I'm finished with you, I'll go and play with Europe.
[gun cocking]
Selma!
Little mouse!
I'm going to bury you so deep, no one will know you even existed.
[knife squelching]
Ya Hafizu.
[snorting]
[Vuk groaning]
[knife clatters]
[panting]
[Selma continues panting]
Alex...
Alex?
Alex!
[breathing heavily]
[Alex gasping]
Are you OK?
-Huh? -Go...
-Go! Run! [groaning] -No...
[stuttering] It's OK, it's OK, it's OK, it's OK, come.
It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.
[hushing]
You've to get away before, before they come back.
Baby, listen to me! They are dead both of them!
[wheezing]
-Dead? -Yeah.
-What? -Yeah.
It's over.
We're safe! You're safe!
[wheezing]
[Alex sighing]
[Alex grunting]
[grunts]
[panting]
[grunting]
[cicadas chittering]
[chittering stops]
Alex...
[Selma panting]
You said you wanted to understand me.
Didn't you?
You can't even imagine what they did to my family. Just...
Just because we are Muslims.
You know when I was...
a child...
they told me to scream?
Because somebody will come to help.
Did you hear me scream?
Did you?
Where were you?
Huh?
Where were you?
[both grunting]
[thunder rumbling]
What?
Hamajlija.
Selma!
[Vuk whimpering]
[Vuk breathing rapidly]
[gasping]
[gasping rapidly]
[sobs]
[Vuk gasping]
[breathing heavily]
[exhaling forcefully]
[distant thunder rumbling]
[Vuk moaning]
Ah!
[continues whimpering]
[breathing coarsely]
[gun cocking]
Get out of my way, Alex.
Baby...
[stressing] put the gun down.
It's over.
Do you hear me?
Get out of my way.
Listen to me.
We are going to turn him over to the police.
Take a good look at him.
That man can no longer hurt us.
Maus?
You're the woman of my life.
And I want to go home.
I wanna go home with you.
But if you fire that gun...
if you pull that trigger...
I can't.
I just can't.
That's not who I am.
Please.
Please!
We have to move him with the stretcher.
Maus...
we're doing the right thing.
Trust me.
I'll be right back.
[in English] Little mouse...
[chuckles]
[winces]
[in Serbian] Maybe it was me who killed your family.
[exhaling]
[Selma grunting]
[thudding]
[Selma grunting aggressively]
[repeated thudding]
[Selma panting]
[Selma continues grunting]
[Selma panting]
[Selma mumbling] It's OK.
Alex...
Please...
I just... I had to do it.
Alex.
Alex, please!
Don't go.
Please, I beg you.
Please... Alex!
Maus!
[indistinct chattering]
[indistinct greeting]
[dog barking incessantly]
[Ella] Hey!
-I thought you wouldn't come. -Sorry, I'm late.
[sighing]
You know, my friends are gonna think you don't like them.
You know that's not true.
I know. I forgive you.
But only if you help me grab the beers.
Sure. Where are they?
Julian's got them in the car.
You want to come with me?
No, you stay here with the guys. I'll--I'll get them.
-Sure? -Of course.
OK. I'm so happy you came.
We're gonna have fun.
Trust me.
-See you in a bit. -OK.
[in German] Hello, Jule?
Are you here yet?
Yes, I just got here.
Is Billy there too?
Where are you?
OK, I'll be there in just a minute.
Ciao!
[explosion]
[people screaming]
Ella?
Ella!
[muffled]