Cirkus Colombia Page #2

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is enough.

Tell your men to bring my things

into the house.

Set the table.

The plates are over there.

Got them!

All the money in the world...

can't buy you figs like these.

- Why?

- They're the neighbour's!

The harder they are to steaI,

the sweeter they taste.

SteaI them yourself,

or they aren't as sweet.

I brought it all in.

Thank you, Divko.

Let's walk.

Good day, my good people.

Welcome, Divko.

Give me a spritzer.

Drinks are on me.

Give her one, too.

I'll have some juice.

Good, good.

I've got something speciaI for you,

just a minute.

How do you like it?

It's nice.

Yes, it's nice.

Here you are, just off the spit.

You can't find this in Germany!

Try it.

Good day.

Wow!

It's the same merry-go-round!

My mother brought me here

when I was a boy.

- Come on!

- We shouldn't...

Let's go!

It's just for children.

I'm someone's child, too.

Come on!

For the first time in 22 years

I can sleep like a man.

So you like it here?

It's hard to decide what's better:

the traditionaI food or the music.

Raise the hood

and let's check the oiI!

Check on Bonny!

- Call the police.

- Forwhat?

Just some kids.

Clean this mess up!

What a day!

Thank God it's over.

In the name of the Father...

What's wrong?

- Maria, what's wrong?

- Nothing!

Nothing at all.

Where are you going?

How could you throw Lucija out?

So that's it.

- People say...

- Forget about people!

People are never pleased.

It's Divko's house.

He was born there.

His father and grandfather, too.

It's his.

But why lock her up?

She attacked the police.

The law is the law.

She can't just

attack the authorities.

I need to get my hair done.

I can't take your mother

to the clinic.

Not like this!

So I'll take her!

You?

- Where's her card?

- Find it yourself!

Come in, Martin!

Martin, my boy, how are you?

- And your mother?

- They kept her.

Crazy, all of them!

- Are you hungry?

- No, thanks.

I rescued him from the park.

Those bastards

won't spit on Tito anymore!

- Want a drink?

- No thanks.

They threw us out, Mr. Leon.

Yes, I heard.

How can they do that?

It's all due to that!

Torn down from the wrong side!

All of them jumping for joy...

No idea what's ahead!

We should have torn down the Wall.

Us Communists! Not them!

My dear Martin,

no good will come of this.

You're the former mayor, Leon.

Anything you can do?

If I get involved,

it will only make it worse.

No one cares

what I have to say anymore.

I get death threats by phone.

Me...

Me, Martin...

Me, who brought progress

to this backwater village.

I brought electricity

to every stable,

built a culturaI centre

and factories.

They're threatening to kill me,

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