Go West Page #2

Look at him! -Hello.

-Hi Milan. -How's it going?

What's it like in the city?

We're on fire aren't we?

What are you doing? -Working.

How are you? How is Ljubo?

-We're fine. Ljubo's fine as well, thank God.

You're always like that.

He'll die of happiness when he sees

you.

Did you bring the bride?

-She's beautiful, isn't she?

Beautiful and quite,

but shy.

See you.

Let's go surprise Ljubo.

Did you lose a bit of weight? See you.

-Say hello to Ljubo.

Stop! God help and hands up!

Password!

Hi, Alan. You've grown up.

-Password!

Don't play with this or someone

will shoot you.

Password! -Get lost.

It's Sunday, everyone is in church.

Come.

Milan!

Son!

My son!

Thank god you've managed to break through

the city. -Alive and healthy.

Hello, uncle Jovo.

Dad, this is Milena.

We've come together from Sarajevo.

Well done, Milena.

Let's go in the house children.

Milena, love, come.

Ranka, tell Ljubo to send more

sausages.

As long as you've come son!

Give me the plate.

If there wasn't a war going on,

this would be the most happy day in

my life. -I know.

Take this to Milena, she's hungry.

I will.

She'll like it better. -Oh?

This is from Ljubo.

Did he come? -He's in the house.

Is it you, you little Lunjara?!

F***!

Is it ringing? -It's ringing.

-How are you brother?

A good thing that the war started.

-Why? I wouldn't see you otherwise.

Shut up. Go. -Wait.

First the bride.

Lunjo must see the bride.

-Milena.

Lunjo, my best friend.

We're like brothers.

I was your friend.

-What are you saying? -You've been away for ages.

Then you come with your bride

and think that i will forgive you.

Kids, i see everything.

I see and say nothing.

Times are hard.

Lunjo, provide the papers at once,

so they get out of here as soon as possible.

I would, but not even a bird

can't get out.

A bird doesn't have D-Marks and Dollars,

I have.

If so, there shouldn't be any problems.

Drina.

They're good.

Milan I'm off to the coffeehouse.

Don't stay too long.

Lunjo, come with me.

Sit down.

Brother!

Kenan Dizdar, my friend.

I need papers for him,

some clothes and a wig.

Papers are no problem.

But where should I find a wig?

Are you in logistics or not?

One more thing. When they released me,

they wrote down all the information about me .

I have to drop in the nearest

commander's office tomorrow.

You've scared me, damn it!

I thought it was something serious.

On week on the battlefield,

one week at home.

When it starts firing,

you bend and bye bye.

I'll get you the papers,

you'll desert and everything will be fine.

Thank you brother.

-You're welcome, brother!

Ljubo worked for all of his life in a Texas mine

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