It marched, it marched King Peter's guard...
lvo Lola, lvo Lola, lvo Lola is not alone...
Come down to the river, Tonight I am there...
No, you didn't want an angel. You wanted the black devil.
And you got it from me...
My little ragged kitten...
Help me, God!
Heard is the echo of footsteps On the stones of Herzegovina...
THE PARADE
Sugar... Sugar!
Hold on bro, please!
It's nothing, you know how many times they stitched me up!
Where is the doctor?!
You have to go to the reception first.
Look...
If he won't survive, neither will you.
He's alive.
And so are you.
Congratulations.
Sugar is good... strong.
Like his owner.
Doctor...
You have really been shat upon today.
My Bisa always washes some money with the laundry.
What? Not enough?
You are... a horrible, brutal man!
I don't have any more. - I have just saved your dog!
Look at him, crying.
If I have smacked you a few times I would understand... but I haven't touched you.
We cooperated nicely.
Wait. Is this because I did not go to the reception first?
OK, I'm going right away.
30th June 2001.
First attempt of a pride in Serbia.
But we hope that these images belong to the past.
At least in our city.
Our friend and guest from Montenegro's LGBT center is,
unfortunately, proof that homophobia, violence and intolerance
that govern the whole region.
We still hope that 10 years after the shameful beating of an activi...
Will you take responsibility for the violence on the streets next weekend?
In what light do you see the announcement from the top of the Serbian Orthodox Church
which is against the holding of a gay parade?
This same "top" has...
You want to demonstrate, you sick bastards!?
What are you filming?!
Hello faggots!
Grandma! - Don't take it on me, I'm straight!
Faggots, hold steady!
Why don't you defend the rights of straight people in Kosovo?
March into your mother's cunt!
Everything is OK...
Vuk, bro, the cops!
Kill, slaughter, so faggots don't exist!
No, not this time... yes.
I only had a gun pointed to my face.
And, a spit.
I got out of it fine.
I support what you do,
although I don't believe a walk can change anything.
Well, I feel sorry as well.
But, at least I don't put my head into the sand.
No, I'm not putting my head into the sand...
I just want to...
To live normally.
This is why I love my patients.
Because they don't call me a faggot, buttman, assgiver, bottomseeker...
Easy for you to say.
While I sit on the barricades, you.... - I have to go. Bye.
DEATH TO FAGGOTS
You should report this, son.
Third time in the past two months. - Kids...
It is like regular maintenance for it.
Your late mother,
liked navy blue and metallic gray the most.
It would make it look... sporty.
There is someone who really likes this color.
Vuk, do you want to take over this "MINI"?
Give it to someone else boss. I'm over my head with work.
Should I maybe go to another garage?
Don't speak nonsense. With me you always have a... discount.
So, boss, when is the grandchild coming?
Thanks for the discount, dad.
That kid of yours is really slacking off!
Whose wedding is this? - The Glembays'.
I find it a bit... old-fashioned.
Do you maybe have something more sof...
That shit, you know. - I know.
''Salami''...
Great!
Please, don't...
Which school did you finish? - Theatre directing.
You don't say? - Yes.
Excuse me, your future husband... does he have any ideas?
If you asked him...
He would have...
Chaos!
But you don't ask him! Get it?
Look at you! - Look at you!
After all these years!
Still close. - In every way.
See Sugar? Those were movies!
Comrades! Like you and me.
Wait, easy...
C'mon... the plane flies, the plane flies...
What are you doing?
Look at this old fart, blowing the flute. She took it manly.
What are these, sandwiches?
This is a live frog in a glass! Who eats this?
And...? How much would this cost,
besides my comrades making fun of me for the rest of my life?
As far as I'm concerned, your comrades don't even have to come if they do not want to.
We'll take a loan. - A loan?!
Biserka, I have taken
loans in the nineties with MP5s, in banks, without hostages.
You're a savage!
An uber-savage!
And the old fart is not blowing the flute, she is playing the harp!
I'm against it, very.
Why? - I think,
they should not be proud of it, what is there to be proud of?
The incident in the NGO "Tolerance" has provoked divided opinions.
Metropolitan bishop of the Serbian Orthodox Church Amfilohije:
What kind of stench has poisoned and polluted the polite city of Belgrade!?
Be sure that is a prediction of damnation
for the Christian people. God will know...
I got my daily dose of fascism.
Unlike you!
You are like those cute villagers from the "The Magnificent Seven".
You need protection.
I will be your bodyguard on Sunday.
Touch it.
Although, I would still like it if the police were there.
I will be one of the seven.
Who do you like the most? Yul Brynner?
What happened to the car?
The engine is making a strange noise.
Excuse me, since when are you into cars?
Let's sleep.
Don't...
Steve McQueen.
Idiot.
No way, fatty!
You came to train judo?
Or has someone made fun of you, so you need protection?
There is no yoga, but there is ping-pong!
Come in, fatty! We're missing a punching bag!
JUDO CLUB KARAÐORÐE
COBRA SECURlTY
Easy, from the side...
Now you take me...
Excuse me, I would like to ask about a beginner's course in...
Bravo. Even kittens learn how to ride a bike.
Doctor!
Zvonce, take over.
Doctor! - Boss...
Look at him run, fuck... - We found out who the shooter was.
Kera, you wretch!
Daddy and uncle are just joking! We're playing like cowboys!
Not in front of the kids. Where is your soul!?
Tell him to put away the hose, idiot!
Radoša, get it away, fuck your slimy father!
I'm sorry.
Who payed you? - I beg your pardon?
What are you begging for? Are you fucking with me?
I can't hear because of the children!
I'm sorry, they are screaming. Radica!
She will come in a bit.
Radica! Drag the kids home!
I want to exchange a few words with the man!
I'm sorry.
I will be indebted to you a lot if you kill him here, like a dog!
Limun, brother, can't you see with who I live?
Who payed you?
I won't live to see the dawn if I tell you. Just don't ask me that.
They will kill me! - Or you're going to prison?
I have three mouths to feed.
But... I was not shooting at you.
Well, you fucked yourself up with that one.
Oh, dear me!
Do you want Sugar to bite you where he wants, or do you want to choose?
Don't... Limun, brother!
He'll go straight for the throat, right?
As far as I know him, yes.
Here! And fuck you both!
Let's go, Sugar.
Request?
This, parade?
How do you officially call it?
Pride. - Ah, that.
For years I was the director of a correctional facility.
I can understand faggotry in an institution.
Our clients used to say:
"There is no sex until one pair of balls hits the other pair."
They make do, you know.
They make do? - Yes.
But they are not proud of it.
Unlike you. - Let's go from here. Please.
You are free, yet you are proud.
You know... if we give you, faggots and lesbians, human rights,
soon enough everyone will be asking for them!
Excuse me, inspector. You have an emergency call.
I'm glad I have finally met some of you.
I would have never guessed... never!
Maybe we should have offered him money?
I could arrest you for this, miss.
Or maybe interrogate you.
You can't say we didn't try everything.
You must be uncle Bogdan, Radmilo's dad.
Boy, I don't even want to know who you are, or what are you making my son do.
He was always a good and normal boy.
Alright.
Excuse me, these are not our keys. - They're his.
I have taken him to matches ever since he was little.
Excuse me... goodbye.
Hello... - Suck cock!
ALFAVIL - the new resident area ALFAINVEST
Motherfucking criminals! - Excuse me, madam.
C'mon, faster! - Uncle Rešetka will give you candy!
You'll get dick, not candy!
I was happier as a criminal, motherfucker!
Uncle Kačamak will give you candy... Limun!
Why didn't you charge by headcount, fuck the daily rate!
In war we at least knew what we were fighting for, motherfucker!
You know now as well. For the salary.
Biso...
How was work?
The usual.
We harassed some nice people for money.
Lovely.
Didn't we agree to make a wedding which
will be remembered?
To be remembered!
I didn't want to spoil the surprise,
but... I'll show my cards.
You know that great boat which opened up on Slinava two months ago?
Boat? - Yes.
Three levels, 500 people.
The disco ball is so big that when they mounted it
it fell down, killing one and seriously wounding two workers.
Is that so? - Yes.
And across the street there is a great church.
Modern, with floor heating.
The priest owes me some money, he shall sing like a canary... Biso.
Biso?
You want the prince bishop? - Get lost man!
Čufta knows the Pope, but he is not Serbian.
You can do that when you marry a lowlife celebrity, motherfucker.
I deserve this. Trying to cultivate a savage.
Bullshitting about a boat where the cops are not allowed to step on!
About pope Pavarotti and a killer disco ball!
We could also do it in a tent, like all normal people.
You already had a savage wedding and you want another one?
Not with me!
Get yourself a lowlife singer and marry her I don't give a fuck, have a nice life far away from me!
And lower your hands idiot! Let me hit you!
C'mon.
Wait, just a minute.
Dogs. - You're only looking for excuses!
It is my first wedding, it will be as I say!
Even if we have to take a loan!
Mister Drašković... - Shut up when I talk!
Do I have to go with you?
Take this engagement ring give it to one of these two!
Biso...
What? What are you looking at morons?!
Get the fuck out!
Biso, could we postpone this for a later time? - No, we cannot!
Take this ring, it doesn't have a bill anyway!
Apprehend him! He should get life imprisonment only because of his personality!
Poor man...
Sniff Sugar, bro. Precious, sniff.
Where is it, motherfucking...?
Mister Drašković, you have to go with us.
Gladly.
If we could just send your little patriot to hunt down Ustashas and Balijas.
Those were the times, brother.
"The Pumas"! A glorious unit.
C'mon kid. - Go away dad.
Don't make me take you by the ears, here, in front of your mates. No sense in that.
Don't be ashamed of your dad, brother. He is also a Serb and patriot.
He also hates Ustashas and faggots. Isn't that right, mister Limun?
This thing with the Ustashas was in the last century.
And I never fought against faggots.
Give me a smoke, dad.
Did you think about that thing?
Why do you want a Judo club? You don't even have a building permit.
I have an investor for you, to build the shopping mall. You'll shit yourself from all the money.
Thank you for this favour.
I heard they shot your pet. Not cool, bro.
Not at all.
You think you're a hotshot, Limun? These are different times!
Your girlfriend makes more money from shaving pussy than you do from your muscles!
You're old enough to retire!
Faggots, eh?
Why don't you fight someone normal,
so it would be my honour to get you out of prison?
Would you like honour, dad?
How about an armed robbery?
How about extortion? You did all that, didn't you?
I did son, but in Sweden.
I should have left you in jail and go to a lovely honeymoon.
Fuck it son, when we don't see each other, so you don't know.
Biserka is OK, eh?
I don't give a fuck.
Wait.
Take some, for a drink.
Son...
You know I would die for you.
See... I would die for her as well.
Fuck you, dad.
You're welcome... son.
Especially without the primitive attack of trumpet players on your kidneys...
In general, without the exposure of that pompous, rural primitivism.
What's wrong with trumpets? - Nothing.
Nothing, nothing.
But, if you want something truly special,
something to remember your entire life, something truly romantic...
Romantic is OK. - Or eccentric.
Why not? - Great.
Then I have something for you, something completely new,
which no one tried so far.
So, we would be the first?
Yes. - Great.
But without the old fart blowing the flute. Yes. Without.
This is a very exotic location.
So, the closed wing of the central penitentiary.
Imagine how hip it would be to make an elegant cocktail bar,
in the canteen section... - In the "mandžara".
Excuse me?
Mandžara, or poison house. - Oh my.
You know what we called solitary confinement?
Honey...
I don't know.
And how we called the execution ward?
I don't know. - Honey...
Look, "Versace"! - Where?
Should we return to the selection of rings?
I don't want cream, that is a faggot color! White is for a wedding!
Look at this... look.
There are even pearls, and you are Biserka (Pearl).
We'll change that shitty color into a boring, straight color
like navy blue!
FAGGOT CUNTS
I will report it to the cops. - Sure, they will block the entire city.
Biso! Check out the color of the car!
Doctor?
What's up, doctor?
That is the crying doctor.
This client of yours has threatened me with a gun.
What gun? - Which gun?
Beretta M9, the lovely one.
OK.
I will have to ask you to go away immediately.
Excuse me, boy...
I'm usually the one throwing people out. - Honey, don't...
Mister Mirko, he won't. - It is fine! - I will handle this myself.
I believe you have heard my partner.
Doctor, business partner? - No business.
This is my boyfriend, get it? We are faggots! Faggots!
Aren't you ashamed that faggots are organising your wedding?
You're crazy, boy.
Don't crumple my shirt!
You animal!
Excuse me.
Sorry...
I don't know what to do. He is not a bad man, trust me.
Just go, please.
I just don't know how will I... spend my life with someone who acts like...
Like that, fucking asshole.
I have applied for an emigration visa to Canada.
I received the reply yesterday.
When did you...? - A year ago.
Maybe that last time when they beat me up on the street.
or maybe when they forbade my play in the National theatre.
You wonder why I didn't tell you?
Maybe because you're not an almost middle-aged pathetic gay
who directs weddings instead of theatre plays.
Radmilo... I'm sick of it.
I began to hat my own homeland just because I can't
walk for one day in my city, free and proud.
Sorry... but I can't take it no more.
Excuse me, doctor...
I thought you were patching a dog.
There, I'm done. I wanted to clean up.
Don't forget to take off your gloves.
Biserka! Doll!
Yes?
No, not him. The other faggot.
You cannot talk to him.
I won't allow someone like you to hurt him again.
And you should be sorry.
Listen, I don't care about your wedding, and especially not about his!
What do you even know about Pride?
The whole city knows we'll get beaten up. You're not really an expert for...
Why doesn't he just force her back, bro?
Biserka is... emotional.
How many times did she go to her mother, and you brought her back,
this way or the other.
What are? A fucking psychologist? No I'm not, God no.
Hey, Limun!
Should we pressure those buttlovers?
A tour of the city in the trunk usually procures the desired result.
The faggot will make you a great wedding, Bisa will be happy.
We just have to press his little girl a bit.
We haven't worked with faggots yet. Maybe they like to be molested.
What do you suggest? A kind word, eh?
Enough of this shit. Fuck the little girl.
Let's go to the veterinary to pressure the fat faggot.
I suppose I'm the fat faggot.
Look, bro, a faggot.
Except if you're not calling someone else here a faggot.
I would like to talk to you in private.
C'mon, get out. Boss, don't...
What, you're scared I'm going to get fucked? Everyone out!
You're not going to, right?
Not if you behave.
Come.
Come, come.
Did you realise that you and your little girl
are about to walk in concrete shoes on the bottom of the Sava river?
Sit down.
I have a business proposal. - Let me hear it.
Limun, hit him already! - What if he gives him AIDS?
To protect you, sick people? You won't achieve anything with aggression!
I have a couple of times.
I talked to Biserka.
I would do anything for Mirko, as you would for Biserka.
When it comes to love, criminals and faggots are the same.
Tell me what you offer, faggot.
The dream of you fiancée for the dream of my partner.
I think it is a fair deal.
The dream of my fiancée for the dream of your...
Whatever he is to you.
Whatever he is.
Go now.
Go.
You went to that animal?
You really love me that much?
What did you promise him?
A wedding.
With you directing.
Two Sundays after the Pride.
Alright. He will get a wedding.
A genius one, like the one I would do for the two of us.
I don't think that idea would please him.
You were right.
What does it mean, to bow down, pack up, and go away?
This is exactly what they want!
The next time you leave me, take only hand luggage.
It is very humane, this thing you're doing.
I'm very proud of you.
Hey... for my honey to be at the top of nonviolent communication!
Can't you feel how nice it is to be civilised?
I do.
And with the sparkle of this holy water,
in the name of the Father, the Son, and Holy Spirit,
we bless this... gladiator.
"And punish escape and every other thievish doing."
Amen! Thank you father, brother. We have some unfinished business.
Thank you. May God help you.
Alright, let me hear the business analysis.
How many men do we need to secure this manifestation?
"Manifestation"...
What?
Boss, may I say my opinion? - If you have to.
You know that I would take one in the ass for you if needed.
But, to protect faggots? That is...
They are judokas, but they have their own company.
But, they are criminals!
Ex.
Excuse me? - Fuck you.
I mean, retired.
Hopefully with a disability pension.
Please continue, don't let me bother you. - Thanks a lot.
I bet you that there are those amongst these "judokas"... - What assholes.
...who savagely kicked Ðorđe the last time.
Fascists called us criminals
until we killed them all.
Grandma, what does that have to do with anything? - It has everything to do!
Mirko, this is really the peak of irony!
I don't know what you want... - I don't want this.
When I was fifty I told the entire world who and what I am...
Congratulations. - Thank you.
But I don't want to get killed because of it!
I want the state to protect me! Everything else is humiliating!
It is one thing to be a faggot, and another to be chicken.
Besides, you know where we live.
I don't think anyone should get angry
that most of us don't want to deal with that...
A classic trap!
Amateurs.
Motherfuckers.
We'll come to your crib, you faggot cunts!
Hallo men, Indians!
Do you know who am I?!
Do you know who is my fiancée? My husband?!
Kill, kill, kill the faggot!
When we return to power...
There goes "Cavalli", those motherfuckers!
Everyone will be the same.
I'm taking you home. I don't want you to have anything to do with this.
Come here sister.
Come here and let Biserka respect you.
Jesus, she is even worse than him.
Definitely.
If people find out what we're doing...
They will laugh their asses off!
If someone once more mentions any ass, he will get hurt in that spot!
What kind of people are you?
You weren't ashamed when we protected celebrity whores?
Not like that. You have to go in low with your hips and then throw him.
You weren't ashamed when we were beating up students for money?
Because they don't study.
And now, when we have to make a contribution to the advancement of human rights...
and that other shit...
nonviolent communication!
Now you decide to go soft on me?!
Limun...
Whether I'm a softy or not was witnessed by Ustashas and Balijas.
Those who survived our encounter.
And those softies of yours may be guarded by who wants.
And who has to!
What's wrong? Is it about money?
I will pay you double. Is that OK?
It would be ok, boss...
If they would not make fun of me until the end of my life.
Good luck.
Uncle Limun, could we help you?
Kezo, brother... no I'm not calling you about the debt.
You'll pay me back when you have the money.
This is about a business proposal. Small, nice, legitimate.
What did you hear?!
You have until tomorrow to pay me back, motherfucking son a faggot.
Caki, brother, what about AIDS? Are you normal?
There is a bigger chance you get it if you hit them with bloody hands, get it?
If you don't hit them chances are minimal.
What is there to be ashamed of? Each one a grand for three hours of work.
Well, yes.
Fucker...
You just drink honey.
I really couldn't take it if something happened to her.
My grandma is all I have left... - There, drink some more.
You went through terrible things.
What terrible things? - Honey!
These poor people are in grave danger!
Please, call a few of your men, let them guard 24h in front of the house.
I'll prepare beds for them. Lenka can go with me.
I feel a bit uncomfortable.
Oh honey!
What is there to be uncomfortable about?
Do you know how big our bed is?
We could fit three men in it! - OK then.
Sugar!
He is recovering nicely. - Come here!
Who is this dog here?
This is our famous designer, Đorđe.
I heard a lot of nice things about you.
Limun, will you call upon those monkeys of yours?
Look how they shat themselves honey.
Excuse me, may I get some... even this is too much.
I don't have anyone.
My guys don't want to protect... those.
So what? You'll find new people.
There isn't a man in this city who doesn't want to work with you.
Biserka, this is a very specific job.
Kiza has already arranged with his mates to beat up faggots, he has to respect that.
Plajvajz told me if buttseekers accidentally...
If you loved me, you would... What? Hold the line alone?
I'm going. - Don't!
Do you have the slightest idea how hard it was to vote out
that someone like you defends our rights?!
I'm touched by the problems of the assloving parliament.
Should I explain to you have I get the majority in my parliament?
Enough! You have done enough bullshit!
These nice people are staying here until you fulfil your promise!
Stop being a drama queen and start behaving as a grown up and responsible man.
A true criminal.
Go guard in front of the house. C'mon... scram.
At least my butt is safe.
What did you say? - Eat shit.
You have to be like that with men.
Oy!
I have nothing to do with this. I know these are your memories.
It is far from ideal, but look how it opens up the space,
instead of that dusty rubbish.
My honey waged a few wars.
For him they are like flags of those stupid football clubs.
Except that honey bled for those flags.
What? - What do you mean what?
There are sacred items!
Fuck me blind.
Did you have to kill during the wall?
Killing is not foreign to me. Trust me.
Biserka, listen to me carefully.
Excuse me, is this "U" for Ustashas?
Ustashas, balijas...
Of course.
You talk about them like they're your best friends,
and you were in war against them.
It is like... have you ever been in war?
Of course not. - But, you have been in the army?
Leave the man alone. Look how nice he is.
These nice ones have only one chance.
Boy... throw me that hat.
I'm not promising anything, but...
I will try to get a crew from outside Belgrade.
Wait a minute! You have told us yourself that these individuals are criminals.
We have to be sure that they are not a potential danger for us.
I'm a potential danger for you, remember that!
If you do not stop to bullshit!
You don't have to yell. - Honey, don't, they're guests!
Someone has to go with you to make an evaluation.
Radmilo is the best man for that. - I'm sorry, that is out of the question!
Are you punishing me?
I don't want you to go. - Quiet!
I'm the punisher around here! Let go of your hands!
Honey, don't, they're guests. - He may go.
And he can tell you what kind of hard work this is.
And not your faggot professions!
Since we will drink some on this expedition...
It would be good if I teach you how to drink like a man.
So we don't get screwed.
To your great pleasure, and my great displeasure.
May I take a shot? - Later.
Come here. - Nonsense.
No one could tell I'm gay if I don't want them.
That is your opinion.
So...
Two old comrades have met each other after a long time has passed
and they want to drink together.
Before they end up in bed. - I heard that.
Biserka, take him upstairs before he starts to cry again.
Cheers.
You knock manly, energetic, not like a pussy.
Not that finger!
As soon as they see it, the immediately take out their gun to beat up the faggot.
Grip it like that... firmly, nice.
Hold it like that... - Relaxed?
Not relaxed. You're relaxed.
But, normally, like... like us, normal people.
Firmly, nicely, to hear the "bum".
What did you say? - "Bum".
Cheers.
What did I say?
We're fucked.
Get up, straighten up.
Stand manly, like that. Pull in your belly.
Pull in your belly... pull in!
Since my car doesn't have "roaming", we'll have to use yours. Give me the keys.
Do you also like guns?
That is a Warhol.
What folklore? That is a Magnum 357. Good one.
What is that?
What is this?
Hydration... it is for the skin. - I know what you use it for.
You're packed.
Eat it, monkey boy!
Business or pleasure? - Business. - Pleasure.
So, a little bit of this, a little bit of that.
Welcome to the Republic of Croatia.
Thank you.
Drive.
Drive!
Have you...
Have you had it since birth?
That sickness, eh?
Well, yes.
I think...
Does it hurt when it.. that...
It hurts.
Fuck...
Why do you take it, man?
I would fuck their mothers.
Oy man, motherfucker!
Sheeps, no! - Fuck them!
Are you normal? Leave that alone!
Black sheep...
What an idiot...
Stop! Dude!
Stop, brother! Stop, please!
Sheep! He wants to carry sheep!
I will take this and put it up your...
No, I won't make you enjoy this!
You'll sleep in the car.
Let's go, faggot.
FAGGOT CUNTS
The basketball team from Zvonimirgrad came in, we only have one room left.
But the bed is, as the Australians say, "king size"!
There.
If I catch you looking at them, I will kill you on the spot.
That what you have said is the most primitive stereotype
which homophobic heterosexuals have about gay people.
I've told you... you look if you want.
You won't look at my ass.
I would do for you even worse things.
Yeah, right, he is exactly my type.
Hey, hey, faggot.
Man, go into your mother's cunt...
Is there any cute one?
You are a walking gargantuan example of an alpha male.
If that is something bad, you're fucked.
Alright then, do you have any interests?
There, you like animals. Do you read books?
Do you listen to music? Do you watch movies?
Only the old ones, while they were still good.
Old, like the old creations of Van Damme?
No.
Old, like... "Ben-Hur"...
"Ben-Hur" is... a pretty gay movie.
What did you say?
Ben-Hur and Messala are lovers.
When they meet each other after 15 years, the passion is so obvious.
You know what? You're a very sick boy.
Cute granny...
Like sugar.
Should I wait in the car? - Nope.
Which one of these is ours? - Scarf.
Waiter!
What will you have to drink?
Two beers.
Local dialect. Diplomatic.
Hey, bring any two, as long as they are Serbian.
Let's go from here, please. - What?
I would like to get a beer, I'm thirsty.
Fucking bloody Sunday, you Chetnik cattle!
How are you, you Ustasha cunt!
Look at you! - Look at you!
You're good, you filled up a bit. What is it? Do you play?
Ben-Hur!
C'mon.
One for ninety one!
Cheers!
And now two for ninety two.
You look familiar.
Western Slavonija?
This is my brother, Zuko. Sniper.
He only remembers those who ran away from his rifle.
And how would I find them afterwards, without a good memory?
How did you two guys meet?
It was the summer of ninety two.
Ninety three. - It was ninety two.
And we're firing at each other...
But we're firing, you know, like men...
And we're firing at each other...
Bullets all around. Hell.
They can't go here, we can't go there. No one is moving. Neither one of us.
And... there I see him.
I had some kind of diarrhoea.
Fucking culture.
They shat upon everything, Chetnik shit.
For three days it was pouring out of me.
C'mon, cheers. - Cheers!
Raise that glass.
He hops like a bunny.
I found him so likeable, it would be a shame if I shot him down.
Uja! Ujo!
Be human, you motherfucking Chetnik cunt, and let me take a shit!
I will increase your numbers, and then kill me!
Deal! But, here in front of me where I can see you!
Is that "Candy"? - "Candy"!
Ujo!
Guys, you have never seen that kind of joy on a man's face before!
The man loves ass, it's unbelievable.
If I figured out correctly, the point of the story is... - Don't.
Look, Roko...
I came here because of ass, in a way.
Could we talk in private?
It is about a business proposal.
What is it? Goldsmith? Bank?
Where did you go to war?
I didn't make it because I had to go to school.
Shame. But alright, c'mon...
There will be other chances. So, cheers...
Fuck your Chetnik mother, you motherfucker!
I will fuck your mother. - Where are you going Serb?
Go faggot! Go!
Roko!
Goldy is in labour!
And you are here fucking around with Serbs!
Don't, dad! Fuck, call the vet immediately!
It is late. - Dear God...
She already has foam in her mouth.
Breech birth. Where is she?
For a Serb to help me out next to you, two faggots, I made?
Shame on you!
Please, doctor. - I need help.
I can't stand blood. - Goldy is like a child to me.
Shame on you!
Did you turn to stone? Come here.
What do I need to do? - Tie her legs.
Cuddle her. - What?
The rear legs are stuck.
Are you going to faint?
Don't bullshit me.
It's OK, it's OK...
C'mon, easy, c'mon...
Thank you, God...
Little one, little one...
Hey, I'm going to open him a profile on Facebook.
Congratulations... it's a boy.
The last time we took the title was in 2005, when Goldy was born.
Now our little Šurjak will fuck those Purgers (people from Zagreb) up.
A son... congratulations. - Thank you.
Are you that... faggot?
I am Radmilo.
I owe you one, Radmilo.
He's a good kid. But, he was suspicious from the start.
The way he drinks... - See? What have I told you?
If it weren't for him, I would kill him immediately.
Normally.
I killed people and Serbs, stole around Germany, Sweden.
I traded in war on all three sides,
but I have yet to protect faggots!
A man has to try everything in life.
It would look great on your CV.
Yeah...
Edo, Slovenian?
Montenegrians killed him in that shithole... Stockholm.
Budo Ðukanović?
Went to his funeral last summer.
Say... Kopriva? - The Hague... 20 years.
Poor man.
What are you looking at, motherfucker?
Dimče Anastasov?
He's in politics now.
Motherfucker! - Son of a...
Say... Halil Zubović?
He's alive, the balija. And free.
lbrahim, put down that rifle!
I will kill you like a dog! I asked for normal movies!
"Halter Defends Sarajevo", "Blondes on a Business Trip", "Put It in Manly 3"!
Let go!
The little one mixed them up while packing.
The kid doesn't know, he's only seven.
I wouldn't to that to you bro, Alah forbid.
Watch! Watch!
Watch, don't close your eyes!
Watch! Watch!
"Anal Bros"! "Ass Wars"! "The Whole of Tuzla Sucked Off My Dad"!
"Mostar's Dicks"! "The Cock on the River Drina"!
Why should I watch it, are you normal?
Watch, you fucking faggotophile ass!
Are you watching, cunt?
Do you have a remote? - Go into your mother's...
Limun! - Look at this Chetnik! Don't move!
What is this? Have you heard of nonviolent communication?
What is that?
It is when I let you go with a truck of LMs in Romania and my guys didn't kill you.
It would be better if they had! - Look at the Ustasha!
How's it going, HaIil?
Look at the Chetnik, look at the Ustasha.
Now you're only missing a faggot. - Not missing!
Motherfucker!
Motherfucking...! Wait!
At least now you can't see that faggot graffiti.
No one can touch us we're stronger than destiny.
They may only hate us. Those who don't like us.
Motherfucking American shitheads!
You fucked up Indians and Vietnamese, but you won't fuck us up!
US CAMP - KOSOVO
What a nice soprano, eh?
All one next to the other,
Pines and Firs.
All one next to the other,
Pines and Firs.
What are these motherfuckers looking at?
CHETNIK CUNTS
There are mines, look out. - Azem...
What is it, waiting for NATO again? - Limun!
Serbian cattle! - How's it going, Shiptar cunt?!
Let's not kiss. - What? Three times, for luck.
Is there anyone who Limun didn't fight against during the war?
What are we looking at?
Come to papa...
My winged soul. Look.
Skender!
He is beautiful...
A true Serbian eagle! - Motherfucker, look at him.
Not really Serbian, there is something Albanian in him.
Yours comes back empty handed, or legged. Ours brings back gifts.
Motherfucking bastard. Heroin?
So good it cures AIDS, the motherfucker.
He's scared of tanks, has some phobias. Give me the goods.
These are my regular customers.
Free Kosovo! Democracy! Brotherhood!
Thank you!
ATM!
See how we live fine from donations!
There, split it with your cousin.
You should be recommended for the Nobel prize.
For peace.
That is a true criminal, not us.
This is Šefket. He only carries heroin.
Papa's beauty.
This one here is Dževdet.
Specialist for the white.
This is the owl. She works at night, third shift.
This one here... lbro. Doesn't work so well.
Motherfucker bites the goods. Got hooked up on heroin.
C'mon, son.
He's in crisis, see? A tragedy.
You have a canary on ecstasy? That is animal abuse...
Shut up, man!
Did he say something? - Nothing, he's tired.
Azem...
A have a small job for you. - Something with eagles?
Not with eagles, but with... I'll explain.
Tell me, Azem... do you know what are sexual minorities?
Of course. It is you, Serbs. Right?
THE STATE OF KOSOVO
Well, at least now you don't see the Balija ones.
You have these eagles as well. Put four S's and you have the Serbian crest.
The days I have spent in this Belgrade city.
Yeah, me too. It was exotic.
Just don't go to the Zoo, they'll arrest you again.
What for?
20 years ago in the Zoo, they found out the zebra has a gonorrhea.
They investigated.
Found some cheap cigarettes next to the zebra.
Not cheap. "Filter Yugoslavia".
The found out that's three workers,
who were repairing the wall...
What a dick.
How was it?
To be honest, quite nice.
How could you? - I was young, only 22-23 years old.
Motherfucker...
Was it at least a female zebra? - Surely, the man isn't a faggot.
To be quite honest, I can't remember.
We keep garden dwarfs in front of the house in Bosnia.
Biserka! Honey!
Honey! - Look, alive!
You're back!
Fuck... I thought they have stuffed her.
Biso, bro!
Oh dear, they'll kiss now. - They won't.
You came!
Say hello, freely. Just without smooching.
What? Are you jealous? - Yeah, but just a bit.
This is Halil, Azem, and Roko.
These are our fagg... clients.
What dicks. - What?
I am Đorđe. May I touch your muscles?
Let him touch. Touch them, if you like it.
He'll end up as the zebra.
I don't get it. Radmilo...
I'm sorry.
This was a birthday present!
Mirko, wait!
What did you fuck up now? - Nothing. Faggot business.
Mirko, open up, please!
Leave me alone!
This is that... "design". Do you like it?
Fuck... - Fuck what, honey?
You're a real hotshot, bro!
You already live in a harem! - Nice, nice.
You have a house like from "Burda"!
It is a bit faggoty, but very lovely I mean, just a bit.
Get out! Tell me now, what happened between you two?!
What the fuck?
Wait... you have cheated on me ...with this?
Mister Mirko...
My honey is not a faggot! - Mhm!
What do you mean by that ''mhm''?
You can all go into your mother's cunts!
I will finish this job as a professional
and marry like a man!
Get out! - Honey! Honey!
Honey, open up!
Now Limun will cry in the toilet.
We shall start from point X.
From there we only have a few hundred meters
of their walk, until the "horse".
Behind the guy riding the horse there is a big new building
where they keep old stuff.
You mean the market? - That is the National Museum.
Could be.
They will wave some coloured shit, blow up some ballons and that's it.
You're overacting. - Half an hour of work, and that's it.
When shall we meet the rest of the crew?
I'm working on it.
These people are talking about us.
What did you get us into, Limun?
This is not the first time they are calling for a lynch
and the streets are filled with graffiti saying "we are waiting for you".
On every deviant guy we shall send seven Serbians patriots!
We'll see who ends up with the short straw!
We!
There is no else.
Right-wing organisations announced a counter meeting.
Do you know how many of these Serbs will be there?
A few hundred.
Eh, my Limun...
Of all the places in the world, Belgrade will be my resting place?
Neh, it will be your pussy village.
Oh God, look what a man you are.
There will be as many faggots as those... normal ones.
At least seven times more people will go out to the streets to stop them.
Those are all kids.
Don't you worry, miss Lenka, I'm here for you.
When you look upon our flag and the icon of St. George,
know that it will be the last day for you.
Fuck you and your bearded father!
It will be a fair fight, like me and Limun a long time ago. One on one.
What did you train, Đorđe?
Rhythmical gymnastics, as a young boy.
There was no say about us being a part of this violence.
Hey... we don't fight!
This is why we hired you.
You don't fight.
But you grab, pull, cry, hysterise.
We shall change that now.
Tomorrow you wake up at six. Now everyone go to sleep.
In hand to hand combat the most important is the initiative.
I will show you a move called "Hinza Gatame"
which made a lot of pain to my Ustasha.
And I will demonstrate to you how we won the war.
Because we, unlike the Serbs,
studied the skills of the immortal Bruce Lee, Mate Parlov, and Cro Cop!
This is judo?
They're hugging like pansies.
Because of this Ustasha! - 10 Euro on Limun!
No way, buy I will pay. - Me too.
Strike him down, honey! - I will, my love.
Strike him now! Now! - This is judo?
You motherfucking Serb...
C'mon honey...
I'm telling you, sugar, dicks are overrated.
Now we shall see what you know. I heard everything.
Pay up.
We shall split into pairs.
Where are Lolek and Bolek? (animated cartoon charackters)
Get out!
We shall split into pairs.
I would like to do with... you decide.
Do you want me to take Azem?
Are you faggots? - No.
As we told already, one normal and one faggot! - Gay.
One gay and one... what's it called? - Straight.
You won't work with your partner. You're jealous, you're going to take his eye out.
You will be with this fine boy. What was your name? Lenka?
Funny. - Hit the floor.
I can't do it with her. I'm afraid of lesbians. - Come here.
I will take the designer. Stand there and put up your arms.
Radmilo, go with Azem to teach you a few moves.
Wait... who will I go with?
Where are you hitting me, girl?
She hits like a man, fuck!
Limun, where is my faggot?
Put your hands up like this! Be fierce! Fierce!
Chin half-opened,
it's important to look at the opponent straight into this point!
What's wrong?
Are you normal?!
Fuck, she scratched my face!
Limun, are we going to fight or cuddle?
You have some fighters, Limun... One can see they are Serbs.
Look what you did! Don't be afraid, Đorđe.
You made them all cry!
Limun, Azem is a top professional.
But this... this is motherfucking amateurism.
You know I don't care if they beat up my cunt.
But, us four against 400 of them...
Limun...
These nice people do not have anything to sleep on. Go and buy sheets!
Since you are a savage...
Mirko and Radmilo are going shopping with you.
And buy something nice.
Do you like it? - I like it a lot!
It is so nice I would put kids in this. Look!
Where can you buy this in large quantities?
Respect, these motherfuckers have really good taste!
Bravo, honey!
And lay off the drinks.
Better save it for the war, the day after tomorrow.
I can't believe you are straight.
You really think so?
And my honey also likes movies with two...
My uncle Šime, who took off for America, was always suspicious.
And he has four kids. Four!
Me, two.
Older people have advised us to marry as to not draw attention.
Good advice.
Oh, fuck it, leave the man alone.
For twenty years I have lied to her every day.
And when she died...
Then I came out...
To myself, and everyone else.
This movie is camp. - And my honey loves it.
Really? - Honey!
Ben-Hur! - Ben-Hur, eh?
Excuse me.
It's "Ben-Hur".
This Charles Heston is unbelievably handsome.
Steven Boyd is like honey.
Who do you like more? Ben-Hur or Messala?
You figure it out alone, man.
Both are hotshots like none today.
That is love.
Honey!
Why don't you come and watch the movie with us?
You could have been a bit more neater dog.
I know, Sugar, it is for the wedding but I have to, shit has hit the fan.
We'll make it up.
What do you want?
You could have sent us wedding invitations by mail.
How's work?
Do you really want to know how to repair an exhaust pipe?
A parent's love is amazing.
How many times did I offer you to come work for me?
To come live with me?
Fuck, I have nothing else. - Nothing else?
Put 100 Euros on the table while I don't watch and go away.
Easier for you, easier for me.
Listen...
I know you have organized yourselves to beat up faggots.
I would too... some time ago.
I understand you.
I mean... fuck them. Let them live.
But, not to explain.
I had to take this job.
I'm in charge of protecting this... parade.
Protecting faggots?! Those sick bastards?!
I have protected politicians, whore singers, and prostitutes.
This is for your mates. To leave us alone.
Fuck you, dad. You and their money.
Listen, son...
Neither you or your mother ever asked me where the money comes from.
Motherfuckers, I work like a horse and you screw with me.
But with these new clients you have to suck cock. Right, dad?
Leave my son alone.
Take this money.
We don't need anything from you.
I bought that pistol for you, for your birthday.
You used to aim lower when you got angry.
I was a kid.
Is that so, Tamara...
Do you remember our wedding? Nino, trumpets, and all that?
Was that OK for you?
Just asking.
It was great.
But the next 15 years...
were fucking awful.
Does it hurt? - A little bit.
Let me see. - It's nothing.
A small family fight.
Son.
Will he be there?
The day after tomorrow, a father and son will fight each other over stupidity.
Sorry, but I don't look at it that way.
Neither do I.
Besides all of this, I'm scared shitless.
Why the fuck do you do all this?
I think you know.
In the end, you and me are quite similar.
You people are OK.
You're not really... - What? Contagious?
Not that. I meant... you are normal... like we are.
When you are ready to go for someone and for something on the line...
Only that counts.
And then it doesn't matter if you're gay or straight.
Will we take a beating?
Take some whiskey.
You're cured.
See? Now they would never guess!
Commander... take care. I'm betting on you.
Lajoš is our colleague. A police dog.
He retired, so now he works part-time.
He is dangerous in the oral finish.
As some women I appreciate.
Put a grand on Lajoš, and afterwards remind them that dog fighting is illegal.
Let's get out of here. I can see you're a bit edgy.
Are you fucking with me? - No.
I have never heard a funnier thing in my life!
After singers and war criminals Limun, the Serbian hero,
is protecting faggots?
Excuse me...
A hundred cops for two hours, so that everything goes in peace.
First and foremost, you need at least 400. Croatians had a 1000.
What do you want?
Do you want the sports center?
It's yours.
And that your dogs never shoot my dog again.
Do you have anything else to offer? - What?
I hear that one of yours is like Lajoš.
Dangerous in the oral finish.
We could even fuck you now.
But you have switched to the risky group.
Thank you, Africa.
You can't help me, bro. When you could, you fucked it up.
You know what? I feel sorry for you but my soul hurts for me.
I'll find him, you know me.
No one escapes from me.
Say hello to your family for me.
Hello?
You asked around? And...?
Nothing... never mind.
My God... if Limun disappeared.
Guys, c'mon! Let's go!
I'm waiting for you outside. - Shut up, Balija, for the love of God.
Ha, fuck it.
Alright, Kiseli.
Tell me if you find out something.
Take this as a souvenir to remember us.
Thank you. - Thank you, Mirko. (in Albanian)
I don't have anyone else to call. - I knew this won't end up well.
Limun would never run away. Never!
You are right, faggot Radmilo.
Limun saved my family when we were in war.
Because of that you would lose your head from the Serbs.
That man doesn't run. He is not a faggot, like us.
Hello?
Yes?
What now? We're going? - Alright.
The have found him.
A colleague from the ER told me. He is there.
He's not good.
Let's go.
Honey?
How are you, honey?
Good, good.
I feel like I have been fucked.
But not those like you.
You don't have that kind of technique.
Don't tire yourself. You have three broken ribs.
Only three?
Cops are not what they used to be.
Hi.
I would like to say, in my and Radmilo's name...
In fact, for all of us...
Sorry, fuck.
Don't bullshit.
Tomorrow you will walk the city like a real man.
Like a real faggot!
What is he doing? - This is a promise from Limun.
Enough rest. - Don't, honey.
Who doesn't come is a faggot.
And by this I mean both the faggots and the normals.
But the faggot will be double faggots.
I have one more condition.
I want to sleep in my bed tonight.
With my wife.
And now... for some rock 'n' roll!
Say an oath my lucky star.
Yeah, brother!
Don't let anyone separate us.
C'mon, even if you're faggots you're still people.
No one can touch us, we are stronger than destiny.
C'mon!
Thank you, God, I'm not straight!
But they are, you know, cute.
C'mon, for the Pride. Afterwards we'll put on something ours to dance to.
I'll go with Roko.
No one can touch us, we are stronger than destiny.
The may only hate us. Those who do not like us.
C'mon, we're going as well.
Did I make a general fuck up?
Nah.
Does it hurt? - Nah.
Are you lying to me?
It hurts... a little.
Park the car somewhere else, so it doesn't get scratched.
Honey... do you think it will be dangerous?
Nah.
A whole crowd over these 20 ballerinas. Hold this.
See you for lunch.
I love you, honey!
(I love you too.)
Azem! Take out the props.
Lyimun... muslim... ustasha...
Faggot Radmilo.
We made it.
It looks like this criminal investment payed off.
Kill, kill, kill, the faggot!
This what you have enabled me to do, no one could.
What?
Do fuck up Serbs in the center of Belgrade.
Remember, and return.
There's your dad!
Fuck the Pride.
Get away, straights.
A faggot stays a faggot.
God help you heroes! May I pass by?
Sister, here, take this.
You're a loyal Serbian faggot and patriot.
Take care of your ass!
We're fucked, brother, fucked!
Stop, please. People, wait!
Before any of you take off, look at these people!
What a crazy guy!
This is not a question of who is gay or straight.
These are two Serbias!
But that Serbia doesn't force you, every day, to be something you're not!
It forces you to have six different roles.
One for the parents, friends, work, street.
It forces you to be something you're not!
It takes out your energy!
I know we'll get beaten up today like never in our life!
But even that beating is better
than the humiliation we endure our whole fucking life!
Come now, fuckers.
Get out! - What's up, rotten whore?
Hello, Indian, what are you yelling about? Do you even wash yourselves?
Crazy women.
If I survive this, I promise you any wedding you want.
I'll survive that too.
I parked in the first zone, so let's hurry up.
Now remember everything I taught you!
But remember well!
There is exactly seven of us.
As the Magnificent Seven.
Let me go you bald cunt!
Sister, we won't really...
Not to the face! You have balls like a canary!
What's up kid? Get lost.
What's up, dad? - Take a bat, son.
Vuk, you count! - What are you doing?
Come here. Come.
No!
Fuck you and your crazy father.
Protecting faggots, eh, ustasha?
No!
Mirko!
Cops, bro! - Scram!
Let me go, woman! Cops!
Cunts...
You fight well for a kid. - And you for a man snatcher.
Let me see, honey. - It's nothing, it's from yesterday.
How's it going man?
Why are you getting into this? What the fuck?
Human rights are my specialty, Limun, this is what I went to school for.
My partner... had a dream.
He believed until the very end...
He believed until the very end,
that is it possible to go through town with his head up high, like a free man
without the fear of being insulted
and humiliated just because he's different.
In the end he has proved it.
He went to the street and no one humiliated him.
ONE YEAR LATER
BELGRADE, 10.10.2010.
There... you did it.
And this is a success?
The few hundred of us is guarded by five thousand policemen.
Fuck it, when you're sneaky fuckers.
Tomorrow they will beat us in the streets again.
You can always come to me to train judo.
You and your colleagues.
When I prepared you, you won't need these dogs anymore.
Thank you.
I'm here because of him.
Like you are for me.
Because of you two, things will never be the same.
Hugging, faggots?
Faggot, come here, let me show you how to fuck.
What's up, honey? Going soft?
Don't bullshit.
"5600 policeman were securing the first "successful" gay parade.
6000 hooligans and neo-Nazis didn't manage to break the parade.
207 people were injured.
In 4 hour fights the center of town was demolished.
On Belgrade streets people are still beaten because they're different."