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This way I have a chance.

Sell the Passat.

Don't touch it.

The Passat is my new life.

What new life?

What do you want?

Should I go begging?

Sell it.

You're crazy.

Sell the Passat, I'll look for Aida.

Sell your motorbike.

-What motorbike?

I'm not giving up my car.

Samir, please, the bike's just borrowed.

No way.

That's that.

That's how they are, women.

Now how will you sell your stuff?

I'll spread it out on the motorbike.

Europe's sh*t.

What do you want there?

You can't even piss for free.

You go to the toilet in a restaurant,

there's a guy sitting in front of a plate,

in a white coat yet.

Thinks he's a gynaecologist,

just because he's the boss of the toilet.

You don't talk much.

Come on, we're already late.

There, get in.

Hurry up.

Get out. What are you waiting for?

Faster, move it, faster.

But this is ltaly?

-What do you think?

Am I a taxi?

They're messing with my head.

I have to drive them to a hick town.

Down there all the roads lead to Europe.

Hey, wait a moment.

Something for the road. Can't hurt.

Good luck in Europe.

-Let me worry about that.

Get in.

Who am I mixed up with here?

Go on, faster...

Six weeks later

Ulm, Germany

Could you open it for me?

Yes.

Thanks.

Bath, shower,

toilet are at the end of the hall...

and here's a sink with water.

Understand?

-Yes.

Marija Zitaric.

-Senada Malkovic.

You can call me Zita.

My boyfriend Tony owns this place.

Actually his granny does.

It's nothing special.

Nothing special?

Where do you think I've been sleeping

the last 6 weeks?

I try to speak German here.

Better for business.

Are you hungry?

Yeah.

I hope you like spaghetti?

Do I look like it?

I like everything, just no sardines.

My God, you can't imagine...

In Vienna 10 youth welfare offiices,

one for each district.

In Munich six.

In Ulm you won't need to look so long.

But you have to watch out for police.

Don't dodge paying the bus fare.

This isn't not the Balkans.

Leave the key here, okay?

One more thing:

If they catch you,

don't tell anyone where you live.

Are you this friendly to all your guests?

Only to guests who are uglier than me.

Enjoy.

That was joke.

Aren't you Ms. Malkovic?

Yes.

I'm sorry, but we have no child

listed under this name.

Do you understand me?

Yes. Thanks.

My colleague told me

your daughter had asthma?

Yes, asthma.

In 1995 we had...

a nameless child,

a girl with asthma.

Do you have a picture?

Take it easy, we've got time.

Thank you.

One moment please.

It's possible.

Possible?

The eyes,

nose, the look.

Did you look at the mother?

I don't know,

how old is she there?

Two.

Excuse please.

You tell, my Aida?

You must be patient.

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