Cabaret Balkan Page #2

Sister, sister.

It's not my fault,

if Mujo left you.

He didn't leave me.

He had to.

Why are you looking at me?

Where is my cap?

You can't find your cap?

The cap is all that matters to you.

Everything will be fine,

we just have to find the cap.

We don't have anything,

and he's missing a cap.

You're a bit lacking under you cap.

Everyone else seems to find their way around.

-They find their way around? -Look at us.

I can see how they find their way around.

I'd rather be a bus driver

then a thief and a criminal.

Coffee? -Double.

I have to stay awake.

Night shift is killing me.

We're even out of gas.

Baby! Beer.

Give me two beers.

How are you Dimitrij?

I am good thank God.

Will you have anything to drink?

I've ordered beer.

Do you remember me? -No.

What happened to you?

I can't seem to remember you this way.

Don't ask.

Did you have an accident?

If only I had one.

Cheers.

-Cheers!

Did you have

a car accident?

Did you fall down? -No.

I didn't.

Did someone beat you up?

Yes.

Who?

He'll be damned,

when I find him.

Don't you remember?

I didn't see him.

He slapped something on

your head, didn't he?

Yes.

How did you know?

You had a dirty business,

Dimitrij. Dirty.

Well you know...

When we start beating up policemen,

everything gets f***ed up.

F***ed up for good.

How many are you?

60.000, 100.000?

A lot of you

for a city of million?

Too many. -Not enough.

-What's not enough? -You can see.

He wore you out good.

Somebody really doesn't like you.

They killed the God in you.

With a pole. -A pole?

And a hammer.

A pole and a hammer.

Bone by one.

The hammer weighed

7 or 8 kg.

Every single bone.

27 broken bones.

Three compound fractures.

All the ribs broken.

Broken skull.

Backbone injured.

That's not possible.

They put me together,

but not good enough.

I'm not satisfied.

They took one of my kidneys.

And the other one sometime works,

sometimes not.

You shouldn't drink at all.

But I drink.

I don't hold water at night.

As soon as I fall asleep,

I piss myself.

God damn him.

I would be better off,

If i was ran over by a truck.

Bad.

Really bad.

How will I manage?

Early retirement,

with no awards and medals.

I'm not complaining.

I've survived my own.

And as they say,

oldness - sadness.

I don't need anything else.

Ask for Dimitrij!

I've broken bones of hooligans .

How many women have i f***ed!

I can't even count them.

And I still can do it.

Can't I, honey?

Do you know you beat you up?

-Who? Who?

I did.

You're joking. -With a pole.

And a 9 kg hammer.

I thought,

I broke 32 of your bones.

You didn't resist.

-You're lying.

You squealed like a pig.

Do you remember now? -Leave me alone!

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