Babai

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Don't worry.

Do you speak Serbian?

Yes.

What's your name again?

Gezim.

- And your last name?

Your passport.

Hello, sir. Here you are.

What's your name?

- Gezim Berisha.

From Peja?

Yes. From Peja.

Where are you going?

- We're on a business trip.

We're traders.

Really?

What do you sell?

Just old clothes, second-hand stuff.

Get out of the car.

We're going to Montenegro for one night.

We'll be back tomorrow.

Get out!

Get out.

And what's this?

You're not going to ruin this for me.

You're old enough now.

- Then take me with you.

How can I take you? With what?

Do you expect me

to pull something out of a hat?

Idiot! Do you know how far it is,

and how dangerous?

And what could happen to you on the road?

- Then stay here.

You'll be OK without me for a while.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

FATHER:

Cigarettes!

Cigarettes!

Where's Dad?

- Here I am.

So he went to the market

to buy more chicks.

But he bought lots.

There wasn't enough room for them all

under the hen.

He thought they'd be cold at night.

So he put the hen and the chicks

in a cardboard box.

And he put a lamp in, to keep them warm.

Do you understand, Dad?

- Yeah.

And the lamp...

- A good idea.

No, Dad. Chicks don't like light.

It suffocates them.

The next morning, they were all dead.

Come on lick his feet!

Lick his feet.

- Pour more salt on them, man!

Hold him tight!

Good evening, Uncle.

- Good evening.

Just pull! Straight ahead!

Stop! Push!

Mind the bend!

She'll soon be pregnant.

We'll only slaughter the calf.

A cow and a calf are enough.

I'll go ahead.

- No, let me.

Let me do that.

- Grab hold of it.

Woman, do you remember how many guests

came to Muharrem's wedding?

A cow and a calf

would barely feed the men alone!

But the cow will be pregnant.

Slaughtering her now makes no sense.

- All right, woman.

Then we'll sell the tractor

and buy a cow for slaughter.

Or we could sell the house

and live in the field.

All right, woman. That's what we'll do.

We need to move the cupboard aside.

Give us a hand!

Come on! Grab it! Wait!

What is it?

The gun's gone.

Put that on.

Dad, where will we sleep?

When?

After the wedding.

I don't know.

In the kitchen, with the others.

Let's eat now.

We don't need a gun.

The damn thing's registered too.

Do you want to watch over it like a madman?

There's always a risk of something happening.

If nobody touches it, nothing will happen.

What if the police turn up and demand it?

Enjoy!

Clirim! Didn't you forget something?

What?

Did you leave the house like that?

No.

Then come in the way you left.

We even have to arrange

this asshole's bridal suite.

Help me up.

You know we picked up

your bridal furniture today?

It wasn't my idea.

What wasn't your idea?

The wedding.

Asshole! You asshole!

- Please, don't!

No, please!

Asshole! Dog!

- No, Father, please!

It's registered, you asshole!

Never touch it again! Never!

Forgive me, Father! Have mercy!

Father, mercy!

- Asshole, bastard!

Can I get you anything else?

Good morning, Uncle.

Good morning.

Was he outside all night?

That's none of our business.

Come on.

- Why did Uncle Adem do that?

Nori!

They should sell the gun

instead of the tractor.

Oh yeah? Shut the door.

Why is it so empty?

Hasn't the cigarette man been around?

He's coming tomorrow.

-I need "Partner."

Here are some...

It's for you.

So early? Put them over there.

Want something to eat?

I'll eat with my father.

There's chicken.

Did she give you the money?

Only half.

She'll give us the rest later.

Valentina asked about Mom.

- What?

What's it got to do with her?

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