Znanstveni krugovi Page #4

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Alright.

Can't eat, though.

I've asked for another doctor.

They told me you're the best.

You're the only one

doing these operations.

Yes, that's why I came.

To tell you...

I can't operate on you.

You can't, huh?

No.

You want money, is that it?

I don't take money.

What do you want then?

To torture me?

I wanted to see...

...if you repent...

Why would I repent?

I don't understand.

That was an accident.

If he hadn't interfered,

everything would've been alright.

But the idiot pops up in the middle

of the war to decide what is right.

F*** him,

it was his own fault!

I don't owe anything to anyone...

...to anyone!

Was there a trial?

Huh?

Was I sentenced to two years,

sent to the front line?

Digging trenches till the end of the war,

waiting for a grenade to hit me.

All because of an idiot.

You know what?

When I saw you on the table that day,

when you thought you're finished,

you were not this cocky.

I thought there might be

something human in you.

That a man like

you might change.

Even if on his dying bed.

But a beast remains a beast.

And a p*ssy remains a p*ssy.

Why didn't you step in,

to save your mate, huh?

That's what bothers you.

I'm not your problem,

you're your own problem.

You want me to tell you I repent

to make you feel better.

You stood there watching.

You didn't even move, hey!

We can't carry suitcases.

Pack their things in this...

Where are we going?

You're going to your Granny and

Granddad's just for a couple of days.

Pack your things in this bag.

Alright, alright.

One taxi, please.

The old shopping mall.

- Mum, can we take the flutes?

- Yes.

From the side street...

Yes, Hermanstrasse.

- Where are we going now?

- Towards school.

To the train station.

- Dad...

- Yes.

Why aren't you

coming with us?

I can't.

You'll be back soon.

Come on.

I'll pick you up

when this is over.

You're early.

Come.

- Here, count the money.

- Here you go.

I wouldn't take the money,

but you know where it goes to.

My friend...

I don't mean to pry,

but I don't know why are you doing this.

- Thank you.

- You can go out this way.

Hey.

Hi.

Go back to bed.

Why aren't

you getting ready?

Haris, I can't.

I'm not well.

Come and wash your face.

Here.

What do you want?

Huh?

To hide this child, keep him in a cage,

not beaing able to go out in street...

For how long?

Till he or the police finds him

and takes him from you forever.

And you're never allowed

to see him again.

Hey...

...Dusan.

Please get dressed.

Go on, hurry.

I'll do it.

I made you a coffee.

I'll replace those bars

in the cellar tomorrow.

Cats come in...

I saw some nets on the market.

I'm off.

In the fridge... I made food

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