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They're civilized, decent.
He's clearly not one of the decent ones.
Come on, give the man a cigarette.
During the war, they were orderly and neat.
And honest! Always honest and upright...
Cigarette.
- One. No more.
- Thank you.
Because of them. Otherwise you'd get nothing.
It won't happen again. Let him have a smoke.
The Germans...
put homemade lamps
on the backs of donkeys
lit them and sent the donkeys along the border
between Bulgaria and Greece.
The Greeks aimed their rifles.
The Germans came from behind.
And attacked. Bang, bang, bang. Finished.
Horse.
The horse is Adrian's.
Where living?
What does he want?
He says it's his horse.
- It's your uncle's.
- What's up?
Vanko, let's take the horse and go.
Get down.
Vanko, let's take it and go.
- Why are you giving it to him?
- Get the horse.
- What do you want me to do?
- Nice.
- Maybe as a cutlet, yeah.
Where did you get him?
Unbelievable, dude!
Don't you think someone's looking for it?
It's a beast, right?
I used to braid my sister's hair.
Like...
Want us to leave you guys alone?
Is it ladies' night or something?
Come on, don't be like that.
We know you have a dick.
Helga?
Hey, it's Helmut.
I'll use the rubber band from the fish bag.
- What? You washed your hands, right?
- Yes.
I wouldn't forget your birthday. You know me.
- Do you use conditioner and all?
- The whole works.
Helga?
- It gets real soft.
- I know.
I'd love hair like that.
- Quit fidgeting!
- Alright.
We got cut off in the middle of the call.
- I'll try again tomorrow.
- A "snap!"
He heard something.
Something snapped again.
They see us, but we can't see them.
Two options:
Either we make lots of noise or we creep up.
- Yeah.
One's enough.
Two guys, up there!
They're running away!
The lights are gone, huh?
Look at that:
civilization.There are guys over there.
Party central.
There's another one.
Signs of life.
- Let's go back to the square.
- To take another look.
These villages are like time travel, right?
Going back in time.
More villagers.
Now they know we're here.
We're back!
Only took 70 years...
Man, what kind of place is this?
What's this?
Doesn't look like a bunker or a cowshed.
Come on.
Pedal to the metal!
You mean Krassi?
Yeah, call him.
Give it here.
Hi, Krassi. Sorry to call so late.
It's important, brother.
You can't say "No."
We have to do it tonight.
Tomorrow is too late.
Buddy, listen...
Isn't the camp...?
You're about to meet a German. A hitch-hiker.
Says he's from the camp.
Germany?
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