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to a Serbian army leader.

It was a great love,

but ended sadly.

Forget about her.

I'll f*** you for 65 euro.

Quiet!

and you can have her.

It really is a shame

we hadn't meet.

Gold speaks

louder than words.

Who knows who you should help

in life and who you shouldn't.

Many people are born, but only

a handful grow up to be men.

If you ask me to lend you

a car because you want

to raise 35,000 euro

to buy yourself a woman...

I'll lend you the car,

no questions asked.

Just don't ask for money;

poverty is everywhere you go.

But the poor aren't those

who have little,

it's those who want a lot.

But you still haven't

paid me a thing.

Not for my photo supplies or anything.

It's been six months now.

I need to speak to you urgently.

I need the money.

The contracts I had signed

with your late husband.

Here's his signature,

that's mine.

And the due date here.

Four months ago.

A detective?

You can see

how desperate I am.

I really hate bothering you

and this makes me feel

truly uncomfortable

but you're my only chance.

I don't carry

that much money around.

Here, I only have

I'm sorry.

Here you go.

You may collect money both

from the dead and the living.

But who can raise

35,000 euro?

But, if you can't get

the money in an honest way...

Then you reach

for other methods.

Gold is clean even

in the dirtiest of purses.

You just need to know

where the money is.

And it's everywhere.

In maps, for example.

You're his now.

Listen to him.

Please, get in the back.

No, don't...

Here's her passport.

She doesn't need a visa?

Keep pouring this into her,

we already got her drunk

so she won't cause

a scene at the border.

As long as she doesn't throw up

all over my string bass.

Wow, Little Red Riding Hood.

We're doing a movie.

The first Croatian-Serbian

co-production.

Premieres this summer.

A good man wants to help,

but if he has to lie...

to hell with them.

That's how I got myself out

of that mess...

Or at least I thought so.

But where one story ends,

another begins.

Here, madam... the bathroom,

feel free to freshen up.

This is the closet.

Plenty of hangers.

These drawers are yours.

I'll put these things away.

There's the kitchen.

You can leave

your shoes here.

Here's the fridge.

Nothing, I'll pick up

something later.

So... in the bathroom...

-I'm clean.

The light doesn't work so well,

sometimes it won't click on...

Just give it a tug or two.

I'll put these things away

so you have space for yours.

Do you want to try me

right away?

Just make yourself

at home.

Good night.

There's a king size bed,

a living room,

a bathroom

and a kitchen, too.

You'll be working alone

in that place?

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