Mondo Bobo

Synopsis: A young man is forced to shoot a few thugs in self defence. Following the advice of his lawyer, he surrenders to the police and ends up in a mental institution. From there he escapes but ...
 
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7.2
Year:
1997
80 min
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The following story is inspired

by real people and events

My throat is f***ed up.

Is this going to end today?

Dude, we're doing this job for 7 days

now. Did you leave him a message?

I did:
"Be there in given time...

... and we'll kick your ass."

Okay, then he'll be here.

Come on...

F***ing elevator.

THE JOURNALIS You must understand, I changed my

mind. I don't want to be responsible.

And I don't want to

work on this anymore.

I must have some fun. I want to work

on something... to write something...

To write what? I don't know.

I don't see the meaning of

writing anything anymore.

Hi.

Tell me what you saw.

I don't know. There's a dead man.

Murdered?

I don't know. Dead.

What happened, huh? What did you see?

- Nothing.

Hmm... This is a good

beginning of a good story.

What story?

BOBO'S WORLD

THE LAWYER:

- I remember that like it was yesterday.

It was a nice day, sunny day.

Maybe a bit chilly.

I arrived here, in my office

sometime around 9 o'clock.

I made a cup of my usual coffee.

Would you like a coffee?

- No, thanks. Let's talk about your client.

[News]

It's time for second edition of daily news.

The news are:
Mafia confrontations

are becoming frequent in Zagreb.

People have no respect for other people's lives.

Z.K. has died, and S.S. is severely injured.

This hapened during a fight

which looks like a Mafia war.

Prime suspect for murder is B.M., the owner of

a shop in his building, where the murder happened.

Off the record, we found out that Z.K.

and S.S. harassed B.M. for several months.

One time they even assaulted him physically,

allegedly because of unpaid racket or "protection".

Look, your gun...

What are we going to do about it?

You got it as a gift from your father,

grandfather... It's a souvenir of some kind.

Hey, look at this.

Would you f*** her? Of course you would.

You know what they say...

Cars are made for f***ing around.

Listen...

Please be careful what you say.

I told you. Look, if you don't know something

it's better to shut up than start blabbering

about your so-called justice, okay? Law

and justice don't have much in common.

Absolutely nothing. They're like

apples and oranges. Do you understand?

Are you listening to me?

Okay. Now, about that gun of yours.

Where did you get it?

Do you have a licence for it?

No, I don't have a licence for it.

You don't?

Where did you get the bullets then?

I bought the bullets.

- "I bought the bullets!"

Are you stupid? What you just told me

is worth about 12 years in prison.

I bought them a long time ago.

To try out the gun, and I didn't.

Okay, but you have to tell me

these things. It's very important.

I bought them a year or two ago.

Okay?

That's better. That's much better.

All we have to do now

is find a witness

who can testify you

bought them a year ago.

[Radio]

Dear listeners, times are difficult.

And now, weather forecast:

Unsettled weather should last.

Real spring is expected

this the weekend.

So, is it settled then? Look, there's lot of

extenuating circumstances in your case.

You don't have to worry.

We just have to be smart.

Shall we?

Come on, that's a piece of cake.

That's only cops.

They can't do anything to you.

How are you?

Listen...

It's very important what

the experts will say.

Psychiatrists, phychologists...

And please, tell them

everything from the beginning.

Childhood, mother, father, marriage.

Everything that happened.

You remember what I told you, right?

That's it.

Why're you so f***ed up?

It's not the end of the world.

You'll go to jail, so what?

It happens.

Look, you killed a man.

I didn't kill a man.

I mean, look...

I'll get you out of this.

Okay, it'll cost you, but it's

better to pay than to rot in jail.

Look, please... You have to...

No, you don't have to,

but I would like you to trust me.

And I mean completely trust me.

And I hope you'll do exactly as I say,

and everything should go smoothly.

Just please don't be affraid and please

don't panic and everything will be okay.

I'll call you.

THE COP:

He's stone dead.

- Yeah. He's a "solo killer".

Dope, huh?

- Yeah, dope. You can see for yourself.

It's because of a low-quality drug.

They put god-knows-what in it.

The guy probably doesn't

know what he took.

You know what?

I think you should legalize drugs.

You buy it,

and you know what you bought.

You're crazy.

- "I'm crazy"?

Have you ever been to Amsterdam?

In Amsterdam there are no

dead junkies around. Nowhere.

I've never been to Amsterdam.

Things happen on their own.

This city isn't what it used to be.

Closer. Come closer.

That's it.

Lift your head up a bit.

Smile.

No, don't smile. There.

Now we'll shoot a happy one (photo).

F***... what's the world coming to.

Hey, baby... Do you know

what happened yesterday?

I'm hanging out down by

the theatre and drinking.

So, two chicks come by,

and they're smoking hot.

Listen, listen...

they're 16 years old.

And one of them comes

to me and she says...

she looks me in the eyes and says:

"I wanna f*** you."

No, listen, listen.. She says we

can't go to her place, blah blah blah

and she wants to take me

to her friend's place

because she has an empty apartment.

But the catch is,

the other one wants to f*** me, too.

You get it? They both want to f***

me and I'm twice older then them.

I can't believe this.

Why are you telling me that?

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