Synopsis: Three stories (Love, Heart, The Hoop), set in urban, alienated world of a big city. This is the only officially banned movie in history of Yugoslavia.
80 min


You're crazy, y'know?

You want me lika dog on a leash?


I hate you! I hate you!

- I love you.

Love me?

What did I promise to you so

you'd have the right to choke me?

To torture me? Leave me,

I'm dying!

Leave me!

Leave me alone, d'you hear me?

Leave me!

You're liar!




You lie!





I'd so want to change everything.

Whatever happened, even the worst.

I just want to dig myself out from

boredom and deadness.

I can't do this anymore.

Listen to me Marija.

You can't get out of your skin.

I can, at least for a moment.

That means I could for ever.

You're wrong Marija.

We always remain what we are.

Rain pleases me.

It's so warm and soothing.

I feel like it's undressing me,

like I'm standing naked under

the warm shower. Don't laugh please.

Everything looks obsolete.

It makes me moan often.

I'd scream in the middle of street

if I could.

You're not brave enough.

It's not a question of courage.

What then?

Is there any sense to it?

I don't know.

You feel better now?

I don't understand you.

How do you manage to be so peaceful?

I don't know.

It's a question of patience and habit.

Excuse me for a moment, please.

Everything goes wrong for me.

I'm trying to get myself out of that

circle, to live as I want to.

How would you like to live?

I don't know.

I remembered something, I have to leave.

When will I see you again?

We'll meet somewhere.

I thought...

That you wouldn't come today.

I came.

I didn't have time to call you.

I thought you'd surely call today.


Just so, I thought.

You're wet.

Rain caught me.

How's it outside?


Almost pleasent.

A drop of rain here and there,

just to spray you.

I don't like mud.

Lousy afternoon like always.


we used to go there occasionally?


To the bistro.

The two of us?


That's the small bistro at the corner

of Marija's street.

You said you wouldn't forget.

I don't remember.

It must've been long time ago.

We met then.

I told you, it was long time ago.

We often sat on high chairs.

I like them very much.

How's it there now?

As always.

Just there are no high chairs anymore.

It's hot in here.

That's not by chance.

If it hadn't started raining, Marija and

me wouldn't go there.

And it happened today.

- What happened today?

You forgot.


Guess again.




It's not Saturday?


I don't want to guess anymore, say it.

Today a year has passed since we met.

How come?

That much has passed?

Today is the 21st of August.

We talk a lot.

That's why I thought you'd call today.

I forgot.

I'm sorry.

I knew you forgot.

I forgot too.

It's alright then.

It's hot.

I would've fallen asleep

if you didn't come.

I can't believe so long has passed.

A year.

I feel older.

What about you?

Like I already died.

A year of love.

Have you turned off the waterpipe?

I have.

Dripping annoys me.

I turned it off for sure.

Be good now.

Am I not?

You are.

You are.

You tired me out.

You're always tired.

My mouth feel bitter, I'd drink

a glass of beer.

Let's go out together.

It's late, where we'd go?

It's always late for you.

I think I understand Marija just now.

She told me today,

that rain washed everything off her.

That's how I felt just now.

My skin starts to tighten when I stand

under the shower for long.

It becomes smooth, untouched.

I wanted to call you to come.

I was scared.

Why don't we evet talk about each other?

I'd like to tell out loud you what I want.

And you to me.

You ask me?

It's hot, open the window.

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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