"Do you have it?" "Yeah." "You scruff." "That's fine." "My friend, the winter is severe." ""Behave like animals, do not destroy nature!"" "Maybe you should dig in." "Even the dishes, or wash the floor." "You're lazy." "Right, what do you think?" "Go." "You should try a week's work at a sawmill." "But you won't convince them." "What do you think?" "I know, you just think about food." "What's all this?" "You think you hear something?" "Who's there?" "It's me, Jarmila." "What Jarmila?" "And this is Vasek." "~ Greeting your Grandpa!" "~ Hello." "Where's Veno?" "Dammit!" "Well, it's a pleasure." "Why didn't he come?" "He couldn't relax." "Tomorrow he's flying to Ostrava." "To Ostrava..." "Whenever he's free, let him come." "Even with the kid." "Stop it, Brok." "~ Go play somewhere." "~ Mom, he's resourceful." "Sure." "Dad,... understand, he fell ill for two months." "The doctors said he desperately needs healthy air." "They recognized this even at school." "But I don't want him here." "In the morning, you take him back." "Daddy!" "Please..." "Dad!" "We've met once in this life." "When Veno brought you to show you off after the wedding." "Even then, you didn't invite me." "But we've invited you to come every year." "Invite, invite..." "I'm seeing this boy the first time." "You've only ever sent me one photo." "When he was born." "This is your stubbornness, not Vaclav's." "For your boy." "You'll never forgive him, will you?" "And now you don't care about him at all." "Where was he?" "Where was he?" "I can imagine what kind of civil servant he is." "But when I look at him, I don't see him dressed suitably." "And I don't have time for him." "~ Mom, I don't want to stay here with this guy." "~ Come on, you." "~ Come on, he's your grandfather." "~ Hm." "Move them, I feel the snow looming." "You're crazy, Grandpa!" "We'll gather ripe currants while you build snowmen!" "Hello, Gamekeeper!" "In your district, I don't take care of it." "We have the doe locked up at home so she won't run away." "I'll shut up, OK?" "Greetings." "~ Did you hear what happened here yesterday morning?" "~ What time?" "Maybe the afternoon." "But I saw your ginger-haired fox." "It just flashed by." "That's what I said, it's Straka." "I know you want to have a clean hunting territory." "~ A fox in my district..." "~ Maybe I'm wrong." "Just doing my duty." "Or maybe a vulture." "Or at least a crow." "I thought I saw a car here." "They're banned." "See you." "Well, the fox in my district..." "Mom!" "Oh, Chick, Chick, well, well, well..." "Grandpa?" "Grandpa!" "Hello there." "Rumor has it that last evening a looker visited you." "Yeah, one came by." "She left me a grandson." "What?" "Devoted son?" "Yeah." "Aren't you happy?" "Yeah, I guess." "I'm angry." "Well, if he takes after Veno,... you'll be sewing up his pants every evening." "~ When you meet Fort..." "~ He was asking for you last night." "When I retire..." "When you shoot the king." "This won't happen for everybody, right?" "It's a reward." "I didn't ask them for it." "Pow!" "Well, another mess." "So..." "Hello, what are you up to?" "Are you a boy or a calf?" "And for that matter, who are you?" "I'm here with my grandfather." "Oho, so you're Veno's son." "Well, buddy, if you want to be an adjunct to this, too,... you're starting off a little wild." "~ What is an adjunct?" "~ Adjunct, it's..." "It was your dad, you know?" "He'd do everything he could." "He's a big man." "Everything is fine with him." "And you even you can't ring properly." "Look!" "Hey, you wanted something?" "Fresh eggs." "Crucifix." "Why are you jabbering like a baboon?" "Slowly, slowly... wait a while." "Damn boy!" "I'm going to end up killing you!" "Crap!" "Come on." "But you mustn't beat me." "I'm yours!" "But I will send you home, vulture." "~ I'm staying here!" "~ We'll talk about inside." "Come on!" "You were going to eat those?" "Well, come on." "Sit down." "Let's see that face!" "Yeah, yeah..." "Get up!" "Turn around!" "Stand up!" "Put your hands up!" "Sit down!" "You know what you cooked?" "Phony eggs for broody hens." "~ I thought it was..." "~ Plaster eggs." "~ I thought they were real." "~ Nope." "~ And now to bed." "~ It's still light outside." "You heard me." "Directive...of mining." "Greetings from the father of a young man." "Signed Mr. Vaclav Straka." ""By direction"" "It's just my dad's got no belly button." "He has one less than a Gamekeeper, I know." "Did you say something, Brok?" "Or was it a starling?" "What are you doing with that glass?" "This is Mom's charm." "It's not magic." "She's a witch, sure." "Actually..." "Mom is magical." "Grandpa, did you know there are mischievous pigeons in Prague?" "I know, you think that they crap on the car." "That, too." "But mainly they decorate statues." "Well, the boy thinks he's going to bring us around." "And that'll remain here over the winter." "Certainly!" "Brok, search!" "~ Who drilled these holes?" "~ Get down immediately!" "You've been sick, so behave!" "The doctor told me to exercise." "I said down!" "~ Brok, who drilled the holes here?" "~ Vasek, listen." "So who drilled here?" "Woodpecker." "Well, get down!" "Wow!" "Since when do mushrooms grow on the tree?" "Food supplies for the winter." "I'm Tarzan!" "The ruler of the jungle!" "Hm, better than a ripped-up Tarzan." "Such clothes in the woods!" "~ Who's right now?" "~ I'll mend it." "Well, you'll have to sew..." "Grandpa!" "Grandpa, fast!" "Grandpa!" "A deer." "But big." "~ It's got six points." "~ Shh." "~ How do you know about that?" "~ From television." "Exactly." "Almost exactly." "The King." "Come on." "Careful." "~ Are you trying to shoot him?" "~ No, I'll release his soul." "~ For the third time." "Enough?" "~ Don't worry." "I'd rather you took him, but if not, I will." "~ Give me a rifle." "~ You want to see a rifle?" "~ Why?" "~ You can miss anything." "~ You think?" "Adjunct, come here." "Find something...tell me what." "~ Well?" "~ Over there." "Wow, that was whack!" "~ What are you shooting here!" "~ A pine cone was the target." "He never saw this before." "What do you think, adjunct?" "Wow, that was great." "It's still warm." "Don't you think that your grandfather could, too?" "Sure?" "Buddy." "Your dad was a longer-distance shooter." "~ Come on." "~ Yeah?" "Here, tie him up." "Stay." "Grandpa, you are still better than Old Dude Shatterhand." "~ Who?" "~ My friend Winnetou." "I can make a bow and arrows just like Winnetou." "You know what, Vasek?" "It is better to be silent in the woods." "~ My father was an even better marksman?" "~ Well, certainly as good." "Maybe even better." "~ I was mad at you, Grandpa." "~ What?" "I've already forgiven you." "Everything." "You know what, Veno." "Don't call me "sir"." "OK?" "~ And you'll teach me to shoot?" "~ I'll teach you, sure." "Now you're finally a boy." "~ Just like my Dad?" "~ Yeah." "Little bird..." "Poor little bird..." "Poor thing..." "Can I peek into the barrel?" "Sure." "Well?" "Why are they so much smaller?" "~ Well...because it is drilled." "~ Using a drill bit?" "Something like a drill, like a drill bit." "This helps make the bullet more accurate." "That's all the law of ballistics." "Well, you see." "~ Grandpa?" "~ Hm?" "Do you even know what rotation and acceleration are?" "Well, I know something about it." "~ I'd better ask my dad." "~ And you're right." "Grandpa, it's superb." "I would need a dog." "Dad also had a dog." "Had." "Time for bed." "Do you hear me?" "Are you asleep?" "For a guy by himself like me, the best is a dachshund." "~ Do you know why?" "~ No." "~ Did he do anything to you?" "~ No." "~ Did he bite you?" "~ No." "~ Does he love you?" "~ Yeah." "Well you see, he loves you." "He likes people." "But he has his own character." "The hardest thing for a gamekeeper is to find the right dog." "Grandpa,..." "Tell me about my dad." "Yeah, your dad..." "~ Later, OK?" "Good night." "~ Good night." "Veno, Veno... ~ Good night." "~ Night." "He's changing color." "Pow!" "There it goes, whoa!" "I once said that it is better to be silent in the woods.." "Was this Winnetou of yours here screaming?" "No way." "You see." "Come on." "It's gone." "Veno, hmm?" "~ Good." "~ You want to shoot him?" "I have to, he's a loner." "Otherwise we have to keep him away from the manger." "Fort ordered me to." "Who's this Fort?" "My supervisor." "Everyone has someone to listen to." "For example, your teachers." "You should listen to mom, dad..." "You're not say that you saw him?" "Take Brok." "Come on." "~ He turned into the wind." "~ No wind, you warned him." "I didn't warn him." "Just startled him a bit." "Grandpa, where is Jezevcí rock?" "Well, there's Vetrov." "The hill behind that is Sibenák." "And Jezevcí isn't visible from here." "~ Here." "I'll show you later, OK?" "~ Sure." "Here you can mount only the woodsmen's horses." "And every herd has its own voice." "They say lute makers choose according to what herd rings." "So, Jouza, able to handle the harvest?" "Why not?" "We've got some guys here, right?" "And you, Veno, what will you be?" "Wooden bread won't taste good." "Why not?" "Better than drudge somewhere in the city." "You know what I like about riding?" "They don't stink like a tractor." "Well, you can be sure horses stink, too." "Well, they smell like a nice odor." "Come on." "I'd never eaten such good bacon." "So I'll give you twice as much." "You'll be even oilier than Brok." "Look!" "See how his fur glistens?" "That's how he gets it." "Antos, with that stinking scooter." "What now?" "Fort's looking for you." "Tell him to think of snow." "As I see it, I can't wait." "All right, then." "Fort!" "Still just Fort." "I'm afraid of tomorrow." "Grandpa, you do you like it here, don't you?" "Yeah." "Me, too." "Six by...nine." "Yeah... ~ How Much?" "~ Fifty-four." "Very Good." "~ Five times..." "~ It's just too much." "There's no power." "Go on." "I told you to write." "Stop playing!" "Five times..." "Veno, you hear?" "Five times...ten." "How much?" "~ 50." "~ Well done." "Veno, take over." "Brok, take over." "~ Grandpa, I'd rather eat bacon." "~ Oh." "At least you're wiser than your dad." "What was it like with my dad?" "He returned from the war, but was never comfortable at home, so he left." "I've got something for you." "Open it." "Dad's, right?" "Yeah." "Wow, Grandpa!" "These are really for me?" "Yeah." "I saw red ones, too, but yellow is better." "Thank you." "So try them on." "Grandpa, snow!" "It's snowy!" "Greetings, adjunct!" "What are you on about, what kind of adjunct?" "Yeah baby, Veno." "In training in nature." "But it's missing the TV." "I'd like it if you bought the kid two TVs." "I'm not complaining." "~ Veno, you noticed?" "~ What?" "We crossed the trail of the fox." "Fort noticed her." "Brok tried to drag me into the forest, but I wouldn't let him." "Shh, let's go." "Come on, Brok." "Come on!" "He's always been cool, no?" "I think he get downwind." "I guess." "Well, maybe tomorrow." "I'll take those." "Bye." "~ Grandpa, I saw him." "~ Yeah?" "He's smart as a whip, staying out of the clearing." "Stay." "Where are we going?" "After the fox, where else." "We'll see if it's really sly." "Come on." "What will you do with her if you find her?" "Shoot her." "No gamekeeper wants a fox in his district." "Wait a minute... ~ Where can it be?" "~ I don't Know." "But it's in my district." "Search!" "Come on!" "Brok!" "Brok!" "Grandpa!" "Grandpa!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "Grandpa!" "Grandpa!" "Veno, come quickly!" "Brok crossed a badger's trail!" "He's after that now." "~ Why is that bad?" "~ Because I know the badger." "~ But why is that bad?" "~ It's a killer badger." "What has it killed?" "This is the one that killed Asto." "~ Dad's dog?" "~ Yeah." "Where is it?" "Under Jezevcí Rock." "Grandpa, where's Brok?" "In the hole." "He's in there with the badger." "He's dug in?" "Jammed all way in the back." "Grandpa, please, you've got to do something!" "There is nothing to do." "I have to dig him out!" "Lend me a key to the cabin." "I'll get the pick." "Brok, hang on!" "There." "Veno!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "You don't know the way!" "Grandpa, Grandpa!" "Veno!" "Veno!" "Grandpa!" "Veno!" "Grandpa, please stand up." "Get up, Grandpa!" "I can do it myself." "Let's get the pick." "Stop it!" "Come On." "Grandpa, where's the thermometer?" "Rum." "Grandpa wanted rum, but I gave him aspirin instead." "It's far more reasonable, with Grandpa that bad, you know?" "We'll have to take care of him ourselves, adjunct." "Do you understand?" "Are we there yet?" "What a challenge you are!" "That is so pokey!" "Let's go for it, adjunct." "Hold on to your hat." "Will it hold out?" "My friend, it's a machine!" "~ I meant Brok." "~ Oh." "~ Guide me through this." "~ OK!" "No talking, no moaning, no nothing." "Just let it drop, OK?" "Lead on, adjunct." "We have to be quick." "Man, you're the same as the grandfather." "So..." "Look, out of the way!" "He's here, the wretched beast went in here." "He won't have starved?" "Two or three days he could endure." "If there's a side tunnel." "You can't do that!" "You know what?" "Turn on the lights." "Can you do that?" "It's a long shot." "That's about all, move it!" "Games." "So!" "This is the end, adjunct." "Like with Aston." "I'll try it myself." "I'll break in." "You have a chance, adjunct." "Do you want to break in with a rock?" "There's just silence." "My poor little pup..." "Come on!" "Crucifix!" "What if we..." "Watch out!" "Brok, hang on!" "There's still just silence." "Exactly." "Awful." "If the dog doesn't survive, I'll have to move out of the village,... from this district, and maybe even from this region." "Adjunct, there's a side tunnel." "Here he is!" "He's still warm." "You little shithead, baby." "~ He's breathing!" "~ Yeah." "That's great." "Grandpa!" "Don't worry." "Tell me, what did you do without me?" "The dog's been pulled out... into this kind of clearing here." "Is he alive?" "I think so." "~ Why didn't you shoot the badger?" "~ You know that I've always... kept the gun unloaded." "Breathing...not breathing..." "Damnit that I wasn't there!" "Grandpa, you'd better go to bed." "I've never been sick in my life." "Since you've been here, it's all wonky." "Grandpa, should we give him some meat?" "Hm, go ahead." "Give him some." "Give him everything." "Let me see what you've got, dude!" "You crow!" "So I heard that the one is fine." "How about the other guy?" "~ He drank his rum and now he snores horribly." "~ So you're now a gamekeeper, huh?" "All right, you can go." "And hurry up!" "You should have seen how Fort sat with his eyes when I told him everything." "My only concern is who shot the king." "~ I know." "~ Nature's fearless." "But cruel." "But it is fair." "Remember that!" "It's not like banging away at pine cones." "Let's go!" "We'll go to the other side." "~ To get good wind, right?" "~ Come on!" "Grandpa!" "Good hunting, Grandpa." "Good hunt, thanks." "Who told you about that?" "Well, my dad." "Whoa!" "Hunting success, Gamekeeper!" "~ Hi, adjunct." "~ Good hunting!" "Oh, nice shot." "But the fox, it's still there around Jezevcí Rock." "~ We know." "~ Oh." "~ You know what?" "~ Well?" "Shoot it." "Giddy up!" "Adjunct!"