"Right." "Hold it there." "Good, and down." "Next!" "Get a good run up." "Kick your legs up!" "Kick!" "Good." "That's it!" "And down." "Next." "Swing your legs, boy!" "And again." "Let's do another round." "Up." "And back." "Get your arse up there." "Get up there!" "Stay there." "Lock your elbows, lock them." "That's it." "Down." "Next." "Up." "Get your arse up." "Good." "Lift." "Good, Jehlièka, that's the way to do it." "Go on." "Next." "Up, no, you're holding it wrong." "No, not like that." "Get up there!" "Up!" "Get your arse up." "Go on!" "No!" "Again." "Get back up there." "That's it." "Good, next." "Come on, Kubíèek." "See what you can do." "Stay up there, come on!" "Get your legs up." "Use your stomach muscles, come on." "Bend your legs." "Kick up there!" "Up!" "Go on, get out!" "Go!" "IDENTITY CARD" "Y ou can join the girls." "Your hair's long enough!" " Hi." " Hi." " Hi." " Hi." "Cinglák Hill, over where we lived, was our refuge." " Truth or dare?" " Dare." " Give Václav a kiss." "A refuge for all young hippies who couldn't get served in the pub." "On the other side, beyond the hollow, the hill goes all the way up to the houses where I had to go for walks with my parents." "Boring Sunday afternoons when we used to go to envy the houses where wealthy communists lived." "Whatever we didn't drink on Wednesdays we'd bury for a rainy day" " meaning the rest of the week " "so that people walking their dogs wouldn't find it." "We called them grave robbers." "Bad luck, Prokeš, that was your ticket to Cinglák." "But I'm already on Cinglák." "Sorry, but Cinglák has always begun over there, over the road." "And the ticket's always been, every Wednesday, a bottle of something." "They say the Wednesday ticket, a bottle of drink, was introduced by the Èambora brothers," "who were the biggest hippies far and wide." "Our gang's got the best spot on Cinglák, in a hollow under a cliff looking out over the city." "We're best friends, hardened from street fights and forever at war with the teachers at the primary school we're soon going to leave, like rats deserting a sinking ship." "Hey." "So what have you brought then?" "We used to make cocktails out of the cheapest wine and leftover spirits." "Four parts condurango, an excellent wine from the chemist's for just eleven crowns." "One part rum from my dad's stash." "We'd make up all sorts of names for them, based on what they'd been made from, like Old Tennis Shoe or Snake Lip." "And one part rubbing alcohol from Mít'a's grandma." "Sorry grandma..." "Top up with Šumava herbal liqueur." "But our favourite was the Šimáèek." "Shaken, not stirred." "And the famous Šimáèek is ready, just like its creator, the famous Šimáèek from Bubeneè." "The guy in the poncho is Václav Jehlièka, but we call him Cinderella." " Kicks like a mule." " On account of his dad." "Dad!" "No!" "Most of our dads counted the years as those before 1968, the Russian invasion, and those after it." "And most of them were frightened, angry and disappointed... just like Cinderella's dad." "He used to be a foreman in a factory, but now he's a dustman." "The fun's over, son." "Most of them, apart from my dad." "But I'll tell you about that later." "Cinderella's grandma made his poncho." "He told her he was going to a fancy-dress party as a red indian." "And then he hid it away somewhere, because otherwise his dad would have thrown it out again." "Try it." "Aleš, my second best friend, is a poet." "Wait outside." "He always had several notebooks full of his poems on him." " So this is where you live?" " Yeah." "Aleš's stepdad was someone important at the Ministry of Agriculture." " And who lives there?" " Her husband." " What?" "My mum's husband." " Oh right, your dad." " No." "Aleš had - as he used to say - excluded him from his life." " Hey, I have to..." " Oh right, the toilet's there." "No, not that!" "Home, I have to go home." "Well, if you must..." " But read this." " What is it?" " Poems." "Poems?" "You wrote poems for me?" "Well, yeah..." " Thanks." " That's okay." "See you then." "Mít'a's the brains in our gang." "As long as I can remember he's always got As." "Good, Bureš." "Come on, Kubíèek." "Apart from PE, of course." "You're a lost cause." "No one ever saw him studying." "Not even his grandma." "He lives with her because his parents escaped and Mít'a's stuck here with his grandma in this communist reservation." "Mít'a's grandma comes from Russia." "His granddad was rich and he brought her here, it was all a long time ago." "They used to live in one of the houses me and my parents would go and look at." "And now they've ended up in a decrepit little house." "Hello." "Mít'a thinks the communists will let him go and stay with his parents." "They're famous opera singers." "Mít'a's a musical genius too." "He's composed three symphonies and a million shorter pieces." "So it's okay that he doesn't like rock music, apart from some of Zappa's stuff." "He's got a Russian name, Dimitri, apparently after Shostakovich." "And that's me." "My name's Petr, but everyone calls me Frog." "Probably because I've got a big mouth." " I'd sooner they called me Jagger." " All right, isn't it?" "I'm wearing my brand new jeans." "Me and my mum had to stand in a queue about ten miles long for them." "Want any coupons?" "Yes, I do." "For 6.50, okay." "How many?" "A hundred?" "A hundred?" "For jeans?" "That won't be enough. 150, okay?" "And last night my mum ironed creases in them." "When I put them on this morning I thought I'd shit myself." "Mum." "I just ironed them a bit, as you've got that ceremony today." "I don't know if it's a good idea to wear jeans to get your identity card" "You'll only draw attention to yourself." "But dad, jeans are the uniform of the oppressed working class." " The American working class." " That's right, cowboys." "How about these then?" "They're kind of sporty." "But Mum, I don't wear that that terylene shit." "I'm sorry." "I didn't want to get anyone's back up." " Here are your elevenses, Matìj." " Thanks." "Pioneers - welcome." "Now you can take your place alongside us, who already have identity cards." "This is an important day in the life of every citizen." "Carry your identity cards with pride, and not in your back pockets!" "As people often do." "Guard them with your lives, because it's the most important document our socialist state can give you, and its defacement is... what?" " Punishable." " With the death sentence." "That's right!" "Punishable." "You're Czechs, and you can be proud of that." "This card is proof that you're Czechs!" "Don't forget that in some imperialist countries" "Czech and gipsy are synonyms." "Luckily the Soviet Union can tell the world who we Czechs are." "And Slovaks." "And Slovaks too, of course!" "And now - come up here one by one in alphabetical order to receive your identity cards." "Microphone, please, comrade." "Thank you." "Albrecht Petr..." "Don't forget." "Like I showed you." "Press with your thumb and squeeze." "Fikotová Zdenka." "Hájek Petr." "Hánová Kvìta." "Holubová Zdenka." "Jehlièka Václav." "Jirásková Eva." "Jirza Leopold." "Jižanová Radka." "Johanová Anežka." "Juráèek Zdenìk." "Kaplanová Adéla." "Kapoun Ondøej." "Kolona Václav." "Kovanda Aleš." "Kubíèek Di mitri." "I thought the police were all looking at us." "I wanted to shout out:" "It wasn't my idea!" "It was Cinderella's!" "It was clear we'd have nothing but trouble from that lot." "The way they looked at us was a declaration of war, right from day one." "Neèas Martin." "Right, watch this." "Everyone turn to page 15" " and tear it out." " What?" " Why?" "It's going to be the Communist Party's 15th congress and it means you don't agree with the regime." "Where did you hear that?" " Everyone knows." " Then the police do too, don't they?" "I'll do it just because of what those bastards did to my dad." "Because of your dad, yeah?" "He's always hitting you." "You've shown us the marks." "He isn't a dad, he's a bone crusher." "Those are your very words." "Everyone." "All my brother's friends have torn out page 15." "Hang on, you mean the Èamboras too?" "Them?" "They were the first." "They invented it, see?" "Tore it out or ripped it?" "Well maybe some of them just ripped it." "I think it's enough." " Everyone in favour?" " Yeah." " That was a close thing today!" " Too right." "We'll drink to that!" "And to Lenka Pivoòková, our good fairy." "Comrade, come here." "Some of those rascals have bruised my son's hand." "Those four over there, the one in the glasses and the others." "They deliberately crushed my hand." "I want an explanation, comrade." "Comrades, there must be some mistake." " There's no mistake." " Deliberately." "The boys must have been so excited that they went a bit too far with their warm handshakes." "Well, you may be right, comrade." "I thought I was going to hit him, the way he was looking at her tits." "The best tits in Central Europe and beyond and you have to sit and watch the police drooling over them." "Gross!" " The second best!" " Yeah?" "Who's got the best then?" "Fikotová in class C, I reckon." "Fikotová's may be impressive in terms of size, that's true, but it's a matter of shape, structure, composition." "Hey, I'll respond with a poem." " What?" " A poem." "Where are you writing it?" "You know what'll happen if they find out?" "The thing is I'm in love with Zdenka Fikotová." "She's not too bright, but doesn't even a dumb girl deserve m y love?" "These office parties will be the death of me." "I'm going to the bathroom." "Aren't you asleep yet?" "What are you reading?" "Dad, can I go for a pee?" "Go on." " Who wrote this?" " No one." "Boys, that business with the police yesterday:" "That wasn't the first time I've stuck my neck out for you." "But I very much hope it'll be the last." "Sorry." "You won't get anywhere without a good school report." "It's parents' evening tonight, should I bring this up with your parents?" "No, you don't have to do that." "Very well then." "Go back to your classroom." "Goodbye miss." "Or hang on..." "Do a new wall display." "Here's something for inspiration." "Let's put Deep Purple here." "And one of their fans." "Or the Soya Space Programme." "Shit." "Shit!" "What is it?" "I got my poems mixed up." "Shit." "You're kidding." " Who's that over there?" " Pleased to meet you, headmistress." "I've been looking forward to attending this school." " I'll show Daniel to his classroom." " Thank you comrade." "Come on then." "Good morning." " Heads or tails?" " Tails." "Heads goes to Matìj's class, tails goes to Petr's." "Right, you've got Petr and I've got Matìj." " You've got out of it again." " It's the luck of the draw." " Hello boys." " Hello." "He's got out of it again." "I don't know if he has." "I'm in trouble." " Cheer your older brother up." " We had a new boy at school today." "Write this down." "Today's topic:" "The Great October Socialist Revolution, 25 October 1917." "Stand up." "Sit down." "Children, this is your new classmate." "I'm sure you'll all make him feel welcome." "When I saw him I realised I'd already seen him somewhere." "Some time ago I went to buy some valves and patches for inner tubes." "And he was there too." "Right, you hold the bike and I'll just check the tyres, okay?" "I have to look at the brakes too, better safe than sorry." "The brakes are okay but I'll take a look at the gears." "No, you can't get on now!" "Get off!" "Do you understand?" "Off!" "Christ!" "Watch what you're doing!" "I have to make sure everything's according to the regulations." "Danny!" "Get off..." "Christ!" "My name is Daniel Paèes and I'm your new classmate." "Later, when we get to know each other better, some of you can call me Danny." "Up yours, Danny!" " Who said that?" " Hájek!" "Come with me to my office!" "Stand up." "Sit down." " Can you believe it?" "Later?" "!" " And some of you!" "The fee doesn't apply to those of you who aren't members of the PTA, like you, Mrs Kubíèková, or you, Mr Jehlièka." "Excuse me for interrupting, comrade, but this is a serious matter that concerns your class." "Please, go on." "My name's Fikota." "One of your pupils gave this to my daughter in 9C." "Well, they're not exactly love poems but they're not without talent." "I'll have a word with them." "Look here, my daughter read them and I'm not very happy about it." "I think they're vulgar and if whoever wrote them doesn't get an exemplary punishment I'll be obliged to inform your superior." "And what kind of punishment do you suggest, Mr Fikota?" "What kind?" "The most severe possible." "And that is?" "That's up to you." "I'd give the hooligan a C for conduct." "You can rest assured that I'll make sure the culprit is punished severely." "Comrade, your tolerant attitude is inappropriate and you may regret it." "I won't let this matter rest here." "Look, Mr Fikota, this is the ninth grade." "Do you consider it appropriate that you bath with your daughter?" "Let's speak about grades." "Tell me what was in the notebook." " You take out the rubbish tomorrow." " Okay." "So what was it?" "Frotteurism?" "What on earth is frotteurism?" "I had to look it up in the dictionary." "It's a sexual perversion." "Frotteurs achieve sexual gratification by rubbing themselves against people." "Listen:" "The trams are packed And the frotteurs have attacked" "People squeezed close together Give them the greatest pleasure" "And therefore don't be afraid They'd ever miss the May Day Parade" "Do you know any more?" "He wrote poems about all of them." "Almost fifty in total." "There are that many kinds of perverts?" "Night in the village - hear the dogs howl!" "Pederasts are on the prowl" "Here's a boy from the Socialist Youth Association" "What awaits him?" "Defloration!" " What are you going to do with it?" " Nothing." "I'll keep it." "I wouldn't do that." "If anyone finds it you're done for." " Who wrote it anyway?" " How should I know?" "I found it in the labs." "What are you laughing at?" "Come with me." "We've just come from your school." "Oh, okay then." "Let me ask you this:" "Do you want to continue your studies?" "Or will you be satisfied cleaning toilets?" "What good would that do?" "And why do you two keep getting into trouble?" "Matìj, why are you picking on the new boy?" "Do you think that makes you a hero, picking on the weakest?" "It's cowardice." "And what's more:" "Do you know what family he comes from?" "And you can stop laughing." "You and your gang." "You're all dangling by a thread." "I hope at least it's not you writing those wretched, crude poems." "But he's improved in Russian." "Now he's good." "Just good." "Some people are satisfied with a C." "People who don't aim any higher." "People who are just average." "It's good enough for the language of the oppressors." "Do you want Matìj to repeat something like that at school?" "!" "But dad, I know what's what." "I'm not five years old." "Why keep provoking your teachers?" "Do you want to get into trouble?" "The main thing is that you don't want any trouble." "And what good would provoking them do?" "There have been plenty of brave men just like you." "Boiler rooms, prisons and mines are full of them." "It's not just about you now, it's about all of us." "Matìj, your mother and me." " Here we go again." " Meaning?" " Meaning it's all about you." "Just listen to him!" "And I'd planned a surprise for you all!" "What's in the envelope, dad?" " You're not interested?" " In what?" " In what's in the envelope." "What is it?" "It's an exit visa." "That means we can all go to the seaside this summer." "To Yugoslavia." " That doesn't make you happy?" " Who, me?" " I'm talking to you." "If you don't want to come with us, you can stay with your aunt." "With our aunt?" "Come on, Petr!" "The seaside or a concentration camp?" " Sure, but at what price?" " What was that?" " Nothing." " What time should I wake you up?" " Never." "Mirek..." "Let me have a look." "...dvadcatyj, tridcatyj" "and... fortieth." " Hájek?" " Chetcatyj?" "No, that's wrong." "Sorokovoj." "So." "Ro." "Ko." "Voj." "Sit down." "Can I have a word, please?" "All right, copy down the rest from the blackboard." "And I don't want you to make a sound." "Danny, come up to the blackboard." "You make sure no one makes a sound until I get back, all right?" "And if anyone makes any noise write their names down on the blackboard and I'll deal with them later." "I want absolute silence, is that clear?" "I'll smack your bare bottom." "No, daddy, no." "Don't smack me." "No, no, no." "Karel, lock the door!" "We've got thirteen and a half minutes till the bell goes." " Nine's our record." " Right." "Come on." " Karel!" "Karel..." "Wait Oh, that's good..." "Right then!" "You can go now." "And tomorrow I'll check your work, okay?" " One moment, comrade." " What is it?" "Nováková threw a paper plane at Blažek." "Svoboda threw a piece of paper at Novák." "Držková and Svobodová threw things at each other." "Dvoøáková threw a piece of paper at Hájek." "Hájek fought Klíma." "Klíma and Svobodová fought with rulers." "Svobodová threw a pen at Vodièková." "She threw it back at Svobodová." "Svobodová also threw things at Nováková." "Nováková threw a piece of paper at Husáková." "Husáková threw a paper plane at Klíma." "It looked like miss was crying with her legs up in the air." "And what were you doing all alone in the gym?" "I was waiting for my sister, w e have to walk home together." "Girls, what happened shouldn't have happened and can't be allowed to happen." "But listen carefully now:" "If anyone hears about this there'll be terrible, terrible trouble." "You've no idea." "People will lose their jobs." "Other teachers will come here." "The kind of teachers that no school wants." "Nasty, spiteful teachers who nobody likes." "And we don't want that, do we?" "I'm glad you came to see me about this, but now we have to promise that this won't go any further than here." "Ever." "Promise?" "We promise." "You've got visitors?" "No." "Come on, girls." "Shut the door." "Is anything the matter?" "Come in." "Take a seat, Lenka." "The author forgot to sign it." "But what matters is what it says, right?" "A pack of disgusting lies." "It's surely beneath us to take any notice of anonymous letters." "In other words you believe that I, the Deputy Head, and comrade Stejskalová here had - in the middle of lessons - sexual intercourse on a pile of mats in the gym?" " I said nothing of the kind, Karel." " But that's what it says here." "I didn't write that." "If you don't believe it then why did you call your pupils into your study lock the door and make them promise to keep quiet?" "That rather indicates the opposite." "It suggests you're willing to listen to that kind of talk and shield the perpetrators." "Those who've been spreading obscene lies!" "Lenka, why didn't you come to see me the moment you heard about this?" "We could have nipped the whole matter in the bud there and then." "That was a mistake." "I was worried." "I didn't want there to be a scandal." "Brilliant!" "I'm walking down the corridor and I can hear them all laughing at me behind my back." "They're sending the inspectors here." "The police will look at whether the children's morals have been corrupted." "And you didn't want a scandal?" "!" "I've protected you, and believe me it hasn't always been easy." "And now all I get from you are secrets and half-truths." "What secrets are you talking about?" "Do you recognise this?" "I'll pick one at random." "Report on a Visit by a Delegation from Mongolia:" "We get all sorts Of foreign delegations" "Now you've come out of your yurts For Communist Party celebrations" "I deliberately chose one that didn't have a vulgar subtext, just a clearly antisocial one." "Why are you so anxious to protect the author of this filth?" "What are yurts, comrades?" "Yurts are portable dwellings used by our comrades in Mongolia." "Can you imagine what would happen to the staff here if the inspectors and the police were to discover that our teachers are concealing these kind of anti-socialist tendencies" " among the pupils?" " And that they're amused by t hem?" "!" "What do you expect?" "She supports General Franco!" "That's right, that's what she wrote in her file." "Excuse me?" "She supports General Franco?" "Our comrade means I'm a francophone." "I wrote that I speak French." "Let's not get sidetracked." "Tell me, Lenka, after all these revelations can I rely on your loyalty to this school?" "Of course." "Then will you please tell me who wrote this?" "Because if you don't, we won' t be able to punish the culprit." "And tomorrow we'll get another letter, which the author will copy to the relevant authorities." "This is our last chance to avoid the worst possible outcome." "And it's your last chance too." "Which side are you on?" "I'm waiting, Lenka." "I don't know, Vlasta." "I don't know who wrote it." " I found it in the laboratories." " I told you to throw it away." "Be quiet." "Why did you hide it?" "You forgot to say that it was in a locked drawer in my desk." "Really!" "What were you thinking, Lenka?" "I didn't want anyone to get into trouble." "But now you've hurt everyone." "And most of all yourself." "May I?" "Four girls and two boys skipped down the lane." "No dad, no mum, just us in the rain." "And six kittens wearing mittens, who stopped by the gate at number eight." "Adélka Fikotová taught me that rhyme." "I think it's their phone number." "Perhaps you'll find the author of these anonymous letters there." "That's too much." "Write this down." "Record of disciplinary proceedings concerning comrade Lenka Pivoòková on 14 March 1975." "Heading." "I had a chest infection so I was at home for a few days." "When I went back to school everything had changed." "They said the headmistress had fired Miss Pivoòková and she'd had a breakdown." "And then something unbelievable happened." "The girls who got her into trouble started a campaign for her to get her job back." "Everyone in favour had to wear a flower, ideally a peony." "Who gave you this?" "!" "Who gave you this?" "!" "Don't try to stop me!" "Give me that!" "Stop hiding that!" "Give that here!" "Who told you to do this?" "!" "Who gave you this?" "!" "Get to your classrooms!" "What's this?" "!" "In a country where snitches rule nothing stays secret for long, and we soon found out what had really happened, and that the girls had kept their promise." "Good afternoon." "And the reason..." " Are you going to tell me or not?" "!" "...why their dad questioned them." "Out with it!" "Our class even went on hunger strike" "which of course didn't last long." "I'll kill that bastard Paèes." "Forget about it." "Let's have a sniff." "I've got it all planned." "That little prick rides his bike to school and where he comes out from behind the gym he always goes through the gate really fast." "I'll stretch out a piece of fishing line between the gateposts and he'll break his neck." "What if someone else rides through there?" "Or that runner who came to talk to us at school?" "I didn't think we'd buried this bottle so well." " Here." " Give me that." "The main thing is you take good care of my LPs." "No problem, don't worry about it." "You can keep this hat to remember mum by." "Thanks." "Go on then." "Vendulka and me need to say goodbye." "But I'm Marcelka." "I know." "And what do think I can do?" "You work with them, don't you?" "Communists." "You could speak up for her." "Dad?" "All that would happen is I'd draw attention to myself and that wouldn't help her." "But Mirek, I think you could put in good word for her." "Not you as well!" "I don't need any attention right now." "There's a shortage of teachers, she can get a job somewhere else." "Okay then." "Sorry." "Petr!" "Petr, hang on." "Believe me." " If I thought there was any chance." " You'd only have to mention it, dad" "Me alone?" "A voice crying out in the wilderness?" " Cinderella's dad did!" " He's a dustman." "Who else?" "Right, so you see then." "Petr, your father means well." "And if your teacher was here now she'd say the same." "Just forget about it." "We're playing Russia today." "Jiøí Holeèek, the best goalkeeper in four world championships..." "This could be Holeèek's last championship." "Yours too." "What did you say?" "!" "Did you hear that?" "!" "What did you say?" "Yours too!" "Yours too!" "I heard you loud and clear." "How am I supposed to watch this now?" "Good evening, miss..." "We've come to see you." "Well, I wasn't expecting this." "Anyway, come in boys, come in." "Come in." "I wasn't expecting anyone." "Have a seat." "Would you like coffee?" "Or I've got some lemonade here." "I'm afraid it's a bit of a mess." "You haven't seen our place." "My dad brings his work home with him." "I'll put the kettle on." "Who's that guy on the wall, miss?" "Your boyfriend?" "I wish." "That's Jacques Brel, a French poet and songwriter." "I learnt French because of him, so I could understood his poems." "You see?" "Poets have the edge here." "I'll make some coffee and then put on some Brel." "I've got loads of records from my friend in Canada." " Who's going to give it to her?" " It was my idea" "I'll give it to her." "You do the talking." "What are you whispering about?" "Us?" "We... we're really sorry about what happened, miss." " We still really like you." " We love you." "We're really pissed off about what they did to you." " Now look what you've made me do." " Oh no, don't cry miss." " We..." " We brought this for you." "Although they're not exactly French chansons." " But it's fantastic music." " Really groovy." "This is you four?" "Not exactly, but you might like it." "Thank you." "This must have been hard to find." "We can put it on." "Come on." "Well, all the best, boys, and I hope your entrance exams turn out well." " Thank you." " We'll come again sometime." " Goodnight." " Bye." "We screwed that up." "We should have given her Pink Floyd, or Led Zep..." " Did you forget something, Aleš?" " This is for you." "Yeah but you said she was new to this, that we have to go slowly so she can get used to it, isn't unnerved by it." "Yeah, but she's worldly, more than anyone would think." "The Doors or the Stones." "Or Jethro Tull." " My dad will kill me." " It's called The Holidays are Over." "What do you mean, over?" "The holidays have just begun." "Yes!" "2:1" "That's the poet's lot, to see the darkness behind the light." "Listen:" "The holidays are almost over And the blackberries are glistening" "Two boys by the railway line:" "What's that?" "But they're not listening" "Hear the train hoot As they pick the sweet fruit" "The train kills them in an instant" "Their holidays are now quite different" " You're mad." " You gaze sadly at the track" "And know they won't be coming back" "But here's one source of consolation:" "It's also the end of their education" "And I was wondering how you'd managed to fill a notebook with love poems for Miss Pivoòková overnight." "And now I understand:" "You're a genius." "You're wrong." "I spent a whole year writing those poems for Fikotová." " What's this?" " Poems." "And then I gave her the other book by mistake." "So I changed the name from Zdenka to Lenka." " You cheated?" " I saw the light." "Die, snitch!" " Where are you gong on holiday?" " Jáchymov, the uranium mines." "How about you, Frog?" "This is a nice start to the holidays." "Come here!" "Your IDs." "Next." "Well, well, well." "What's happened to page 15?" "It looks like an epidemic." " And where's yours?" " I left it at home." " You did what?" " I must have left it at home." "At home." "Right, you can all come along with me." "Come on!" "Get on the pavement!" " What are they going to do with us?" " Don't talk now." "I should have been home an hour ago." "So page 15 got torn by mistake, did it?" "And in this one too and this one as well!" "Stand facing the wall and don't say another word!" "Next." "You then." "Come on, come on." "Sit down." "Your initials?" " What?" " Your initials." "P H." " What do you mean, P H?" " You asked for my initials." "Right, out with them then." "Name, address, date of birth, come on!" "Petr Hájek..." " Address?" " Ždanova 8." " Hang on..." " Okay." " November 6th, 1959." "...1959, right." "So what happened to page 15 then?" "It was probably just an accident." "Here, and here, and here too." "I asked you something." " What?" " I'll give you what!" " I ask the question here!" " Sorry, what?" "Listen, you scum, say "what" one more time and you're in for it." "Think carefully now." "I'm waiting." "But what do you want me to say?" "I must be dreaming." "Go and stand over there!" "Get the next one, Staník." "Dad, I haven't eaten yet." "Right, you then." "Come on." "Pick up the chair and sit down." "Oh, you've found it." "That's good." "What's this?" " A poem." " A poem." "Listen." "About a Girl:" "Getting Ds at school Is probably for the best" "Especially considering You've got them on your chest" "So you think this belongs in your identity card?" "On the page that says" ""Confirmation of acceptance, employment and dismissal"?" "!" "What are you sniggering at?" "!" "You want some more?" "!" "No." "I'm not laughing at you comrade, it's just that poem about Fikotová." "I'm sorry but I have to go home." "My grandma will be worried about me." "It's already quite late." "And I have to go to the toilet." "Get out and wait to be called!" " Did you ever seen the like?" " I'm sorry, comrade." "You're sorry?" "You're not sorry enough." "But you will be!" "Because on this here page, where you wrote this filth, should be the stamp of the school you're going to!" "And you can forget about that!" "All of you standing here - your studies are over." "We know very well what it means when you tear page 15." "You're enemies of socialism!" "Come in!" "Inspector, Constable Rusòák reporting for duty." "Come in, Rusòák." "You'll get your uniform." "You can finish this." "You - come with me." "We haven't finished with you yet, you can be sure of that." "Write it up, Staník, and throw them out." "I don't want these heroes wetting themselves." "I'll go and get h is kit." "Here." "I'll have a word with the captain." "He's got a bit of a temper but basically he's a reasonable man." "Here, let's shake hands on it." " Hey, I have to go." "See you." " See you." "Someone must have taken my ID in school." "It must have been Daniel Paèes." "Who else?" "And did you notice how his dad called that old cop dad?" "Yeah, a whole family of cops." "I bet his grandma's in it too!" "Let's go then." "It just goes to show that being a cop is a matter of character, not vocation." "Sorry, granny." " Sorry." " Dimitri, you've got no sense." "I'll write to your mum about this, you can be sure of that." "Come here." "I was so worried about you." "Go on." " Sorry, dad." " What time do you call this?" "!" "You're just as bad as the police!" "They beat me up today too!" "Christ!" "Get out!" "We'll see how long it takes before the police bring you back!" "Financial results are something quite different than a press release" "Yes, I'll do it tomorrow morning." "Goodbye." "Very nice." "Ds on her chest." "Listen, Villon, we'll say you lost your ID and we'll apply for a new one." "And I'll sort things out with the police" "Thanks." "Thanks, dad." "Thanks, dad." "Don't worry." "You don't want this?" "And get your hair trimmed." "...I don't believe it... a bit more... that's it." "Where have you been!" "When are you going to pack?" "!" " Where should I put the biscuits?" " Here." "Come here!" "Come here!" "There's a bag and clean clothes for you up there and pack this too." "And your dinner will be cold by now." "And don't forget my goggles and the, the..." "On your way then?" "I bet you're looking forward to it." "I'd sooner stay at home." "It's a long way." "Mirek's never driven further than Kaøízek." "It'll be all right." " Have you got my snorkel?" " Yes, get in the car now." "Can you get it on the other side?" "So it doesn't take my eye out." "Here." "Have you got enough room?" "There was no more space in the boot." "Here." "Right." "Car keys." "Get in now." " Have we got everything?" " Yes." "Passport s." " Here." " Money?" " Yes." " Exit visa?" " Yes." " Customs declaration." " Yes." " Military service record." " We handed it in." " IDs?" " At home in the desk." " I've got mine here." "Were you listening?" "Didn't I tell you a thousand times that your ID has to stay behind?" "You know they could turn us back at the border because of you?" "!" "Go on." "Can I have the keys, mum?" "Idiot." "You'd think we were punishing him." "No thanks, it's too hot." "Anyone want some chicken?" "I'd sooner be with our aunt." " What do you think it'll be like?" " Great, won't it?" "Don't get crumbs everywhere." "We can stop somewhere to eat." "Who do you think I'm doing all this for?" "For myself?" "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" "You think I'm doing this for myself?" " I don't know." " You don't know." "Just look around you." "Who'd get a chance like this these days?" "Name me one friend of yours who'd get a chance like this today." "Exactly." "H e's looking forward it." "Petr, tell him you're looking forward to it." "He's got itchy feet." "We're not used to travelling so far." "I t'd be better if he wasn't here." "He's got his ID now and he can take care of himself." "Do you have any idea how much I'm spending on all of you?" "On us?" "On yourself, you mean!" "You ungrateful wretch!" "What did you say?" "Is that any way to talk to your father?" "!" "Who do you think you are?" "!" "Mum, calm down." "You want to know what I think?" "I'll tell you what I think:" "I think dad's a coward and a traitor!" "And you can go to the fucking seaside without me!" "Stop!" "Wait." "Come here!" "It's hot." "Thanks." "That's nice." "This'll take some time." "We can go now, boys." "Come on." "Okay." "It'll be our turn soon." "Good evening." "Passport control." "Passports please." " Here you are." " Thank you." "Here, look at this." "Come with me sir." "No, get back in the car, start the engine and follow me." "Oh, all right." "Get out." "All of you." "Take your things out of the luggage compartment." "Here, take this." "One at a time, please." "Put your things on the table for the customs inspection." " Good evening." " Good evening." " Mr..." " Hájek." "Come with me." "...I just..." "So you're going on holiday?" "Excuse me, can I get these jackets for the children?" "Go ahead." "Madam?" "Come with me please." "Wait outside, boys." "Someone must have turned us in even though they'd tried to keep it all a secret." "Or maybe they were just lucky, or had good instincts." "They'd been trained." "What's this?" "Very nice..." "They took our luggage and the car to pieces and in the end they found what they'd been looking for." "Money..." "Dad's degree certificate, his thesis, a recommendation in English from Professor Wichterle, an invitation from the University of Minnesota and his research work." "Come with me please." "It was all hidden inside the linings of our bags and suitcases, which mum had stitched back together, and under the floor mats and inside our boat." "They're going back." "Keep going." "Mirek..." "Mirek!" "Shit." "What'll become of us now?" "!" "What the hell am I supposed to do?" "!" "Fuck!" "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" "Oh God we're fucked." "Everything's fucked." "This is the end." "Oh God." "And so thanks to fate and the police my wish came true." "We didn't go anywhere." "G et your hand off your cock and show me your ID!" "Frog?" "!" "No way!" "What are you doing here?" "!" "Hey!" "Wait, I've got something here." "We have to celebrate!" "There are exactly two." " Male or female?" " Female." "When we were leaving I wished I didn't have a father, like Mít'a or Aleš." "And now I was worried about him and it was too late." " That's too bad." "How did it happen?" " They interrogated him." "They wanted him to sign something to say he'd cooperate, otherwise he'd go to prison and we'd have to leave school." "It happened during the third interrogation." "I know you've told us, but we want to hear it one more time." "All right." "So we were all going to Yugoslavia for a holiday..." "Apparently it lasted ten hours and eight of them took turns." "...my two sons and my wife..." "And then he collapsed." "High blood pressure runs in the family." "As long as I can remember my dad's always taken pills for it." "And how's he doing now?" "But if he's faking it then he's a genius." "An absolute genius." "Can he feel anything?" " Yeah, a bit." " And can he talk?" "That's fucked up, then." " You know what?" " What?" "I'd soon have a bone crusher than this." "Yeah." "I think I'll grow my hair really long now." "Makes sense." "We're out of beer." "Let's go to our place and we can get cold beer from the fridge and put some music on, okay?" "What about your dad?" "He'll understand." "He isn't a complete idiot." "I have to go home anyway, I'm skint." " Thanks." " Sure." "Sorry, brother." "You're in some army shithole in Slovakia and we're listening to your precious records and having a great time." " We need a woman here!" " Too right." "Cinderella didn't get into the secondary school he wanted so he went to a school for gardeners instead." "Come on, I'll show you around." "There, that's a flower." "Come on, you can keep your shoes on." "This a plant with long leaves." "Now we go to the left." "They didn't accept Mít'a at the conservatory." "And because of our trip to Yugoslavia they expelled me from the grammar school before I'd even started there" "And this here is a slimy root." "Hand me that liana there." "In the end the only one who went to grammar school was Aleš." "Isn't it lovely here?" "They can stick their education up their arse." "I became an apprentice printer." "And Mít'a became a postman." "His round included the house where he'd once lived." "...here... right..." "What do you want?" "!" "Shh." "So you don't frighten them." "Isn't that a fine crop?" "What is it, boys?" "Come to give us a hand?" "Come on girls, keep working, there aren't any boys here!" "You think my dad would be home before the pubs close?" "Not likely." " Is this fish still alive?" " Yeah, sure it is." "Is there someone here?" "Hey, what are you doing here?" "Take my jeans off, you cunt." "Right, sure." "I didn't know you'd got leave and mine are in the wash." " And where are my Stones?" " What?" "Where are my Rolling Stones, you cunt?" "!" "Sorry, I lent them to Aleš, but he's got a perfect record player and he won't scratch them." "You're fucking dead." "Got it?" "Who said you could wear my stuff?" "!" "And who said you could lend my Stones to this Bolshevik cunt?" "!" " I'll get them." " Go fuck yourself!" "My train's leaving in one hour so I'll be back in the fucking barracks by midnight!" "After a whole year I get one day's leave and don't think I came here to see you!" "Fuck that!" "The whole time I was in that shithole all I could think about was how I'd sit here in my jeans, getting pissed and listening to the Stones." "Where are my Stones, you cunt!" "But I didn't know you were coming!" "Come on then!" "Come on... who's first?" "Where are my Stones?" "!" "We had to make do." "We lost our old flat and had to move into a tiny one with just two rooms." "We lived off my dad's miniscule disability pension." "They allowed mum to work as a dishwasher at the Trade Union Headquarters and in the evening she made nylon rugs and blankets for the neighbours" "Where are you going?" "To see the guys." "To the pub?" "Maybe." "Have you taken your dad out today?" "Just look at the weather, mum." "Take him out for a beer." "He hasn't been anywhere in ages." "Mum, the guys will be there, they want to talk about girls and music." "Exactly." "He registers everything and it helps him." "He needs to have people around him." "Come on." "Mirek?" "You can go out for a bit." "Come on then, dad." "Get up." "Come on." "Come on, Petr will take you out for a bit." "For some company." "Okay?" "Come on." "You can have a beer together." "Jarda, what's this?" "Sorry lads, but you're sixteen and the police were here on Saturday." "Hey." "What's up?" "You don't need to whisper." "He doesn't mind." "What's this shit?" "Jarda had the police here on Saturday and he's shit-scared." " What's up with him?" " That's normal." "Do you think he can hear?" "Shall I try some music?" " Maybe, give it a go." " What kind of music?" "Not The Doors, that's for sure." "And don't drink that, you'll be sick." " What does he like?" " How should I know?" "Smetana?" "So we've got to wait until you take him back?" "Here's to you, Mr Hájek!" "Thanks." "Drinks like a fish, doesn't he?" " Be careful now." " Sure, thanks." "Two beers, Jarda!" "Good morning blues..." "Eleven how do you do?" " good morning blues, how do you..." "Hello there lads." "Is this free?" "So, how are things going?" "Crap, right?" "He's had enough, hasn't he?" "But why not." "Can I buy you a drink, lads?" "What are you drinking?" "I'm having a vodka." "Aren't I, Jarda?" "Five vodkas." "We'll be on our way." "I have to take my dad home." "Hang on, that's your dad?" "I didn't know." "Sorry." "Hang on, lads." "Sit down." "Wait." "Water under the bridge and all that, all right?" "...the sweet Lord loves me..." "They busted my dad too." "Yesterday." "There's something we need to straighten out." "Read this document, comrade, and sign here." "It's important and strictly confidential." "Here's to our fathers, lads." "So what did your dad do?" "Nothing." "But he couldn't read or write." "What?" "!" "That's right." "And no one would have known if someone hadn't snitched." "You understand?" "Snitched!" "I can't see too well and I haven't got my glasses." "Can you read it to me, comrade?" "Here, take a pair." "I really can't see too well." "I've got a lazy eye." "Comrade, I could..." "You stay where you are." "But how did he get away with it?" "He must have signed tons of paperwork every day." "He knew how to sign his name." "Just a scribble, that was all." "And he was a major?" "!" "Lads, I'm worried about him." "I'm worried he'll shoot himself." " Bollocks, he'll find something else" " Sure." "With his qualifications." "Let's have another vodka." "Okay?" "Do you want to go now, dad?" "We'll give you a hand." "It's icy outside..." "Yeah." "...don't touch my sombrero, oh no - don't touch my sombrero, oh no - don't touch my sombrero - or I'll have your balls, oh " "Let's go, dad." "I was waiting there from six in the morning." "Queuing for meat from 6 o'clock." "I was the second in line." "They always bring the meat on Thursday morning, so I got up early so I'd be there on time to get some beef to cook with dill sauce, the way you like it." "And in front of me there was this Russian woman." "What have you got today?" "What's nice and fresh?" " And she started buying everything." " How much?" " Two pieces," " those knees." " Everything there was..." "And that pork belly, all of it." "So I asked her what we were going to eat." "We'll teach you to eat grass." "We'll teach you to eat grass." "To eat grass." "Honestly." "Then a woman at the back said:" "I'll go and tell someone about this and you'll see what's what!" "I'll go and tell someone about this." "Good night, Mirek." "So I'll make the dill sauce tomorrow with a stock cube and eggs." "I like it better that way." "Mirek?" "Did you say something?" "Let them snitch." "It's better with egg anyway." "Mirek." "Come on, boys, quickly." "Your dad can talk!" "Matìj, get up, hurry." "Come on." "What did he say?" "Mirek, tell the boys what you told me." "Tell them." " You probably just dreamt it, mum." " I heard him loud and clear." "And what did he say?" "He said he likes dill sauce with egg." "That was it?" "Nothing else?" "Good night, mum." "Good night." "Everyone knows it's Perfect weather for tits" "In Prague, Vienna, Paris and Rome" "The girls all leave their bras at home" "They don't wear anything under their shirts" "Some don't wear anything under their skirts" "So when it's hot, humid and hazy Our hormones start going crazy" " It's Paris, not Madrid." " Hey!" " Same difference." " What have you got there?" " Moles." "I'm supposed to kill them because they're pests, but I've got something better in mind for them this evening." "Kolya, Vasile, Petr!" "Come here!" "How could this have happened?" "Where have these molehills come from?" "Quick, quick get rid of them!" "So, comrades, we have to set out our priorities." "I think our long-term objectives are clear." "We have to get medical exemptions to get out of the army, which would be the death of us." "And now our medium-term goals." "I got this from the younger Èambora brother." "It was a hell of a job persuading him." " Who are these guys?" " Those are the Plastic People." "They've got a secret concert in Adolfov next Sunday." "No one who's not completely sound has a hope of getting in." " You're coming too, aren't you?" " You bet." "It'll be one big party." "Fireworks, the lot." "And now our short-term goals." "Follow me, comrades." "Let's go." "Three, four." "Happy birthday!" "White tennis shoes And an LP by Janis Joplin, whose Songs make us dance around the room" "We dance here where the flowers bloom" "And it makes us feel so fine" "Two guys delivering a kitchen sink" "They pause on the stairs to have a drink" "The day's hot and the sink's too heavy" "If they don't hurry dinner will never be ready" "And that's too bad" "That's just too bad" "Have you got another bottle?" "Come and get it." "You there!" "Shut those windows!" "Hey, dad, you've got a beer." "Dad, you've got a beer, want a drink?" "Want a drink, dad?" "May I?" "Oh..." "Èambora!" "Hi!" "Sure, go ahead." "This is Èambora." "How's he doing?" "Okay, I think." " Does he know we're here?" " Yeah, sort of." "Have one on me." "Can I have a look?" "Go ahead." "Where's your brother?" " He got out." " Got out?" "Pink Floyd." "Wish You Were Here." "Cheers?" "You went to see the Plastics?" "Yeah, and I wasn't the only one." "And I've got a cut here too." "Where did they get you?" "At the station or outside the pub?" "At the station, in the underpass." "I was in luck." "I went to Adolfov on my motorbike and when I got closer to the pub it all kicked off." "It was a massacre." "Policemen, truncheons, people bleeding." " I turned around and got out." " You were lucky then." "Are you sure he can't hear us?" "He probably can, but don't worry:" "My dad's as silent as the grave." "Listen, I'm not staying here." "I'm going to Munich, like my brother." "Life's too short to stick around in this Bolshevik shithole." "It didn't work out for us." "I heard about that." "And what are you doing now?" "Labourer?" "No, I'm learning to be a printer." "How about you?" "Geodesy." "Stagehand in Kladno." "Fuck." "That'll be me a year from now." "Forget about it." "Let's have a rum." " We swear!" " Hey comrades!" "That's Èambora." "I told you about him." "Jarda!" "Turn this shit off." " No problem." " Two rums, please." "These aren't my keys." "We can't get in, dad." "We haven't got the keys." "Lieutenant Marek Èambora" "CZECHOSLOVAK POLICE" "What are you dong here?" "Mirek, just look at yourself!" "Have you gone mad?" "Where are your keys?" "!" "Come on." "For God's sake." "Stand up." "Thanks Petr, well done." "Once wasn't enough, was it?" "You're not coming?" "I'll wait here for them to bring me my keys." " They'll bring them." " Who are they?" " Just they." "Let's go." " Hi." " Hi." "Come in." "Did anyone see you?" "No." "It's nice and warm here." "Come in." "This is great." "And we've got fish too." "So, merry Christmas." "Take your coat off." "It's a shame you have to go home for Christmas." "You could have come with us to midnight mass tomorrow." "Take this and go into the waiting room." "Next." "That's a C." "Next, Václav Jehlièka." "Is there a Jehlièka here?" "!" "What... what the hell are you doing?" "!" "Sorry, but whenever anyone shouts at me I wet myself." "So with that and the Ferda the Ant book I got a six-month deferral." "But if that nurse had come just a little later" "I'd have already pissed myself." "I had two beers." "You can laugh, but in six months it'll be your turn." "Ludvík Prokeš sold his new scooter, put the money in an envelope, went to the doctor's and said:" "Look, I don't want to join the army!" "Good morning, doctor." "Wait a minute, please." "I'm Ludvík Prokeš and I really don't want to join the army." "And the doctor looked at the money, put it inside his coat and said:" " We'll see what we can do." " He got a medical exemption." "That's just a fairy tale." "I'd sooner slit my wrists than join the army." "It's only two years." "How can you say that?" "!" "Did you see my brother?" "!" "What an arsehole they made of him?" "That's two years of your life wasted!" "Two years of being messed around by sadistic morons." "Two years with your head shaved!" "Two years of brainwashing and bullying, Frog!" " Don't call me Frog!" " Then stop talking bollocks!" "None of us here will survive one month, let alone two years, and you say "It's only two years"?" "!" "It's a matter of life and death and we have to get out of it, whatever it takes." " One more." " I can't." " This is the last one." " I've already had ten." "Okay, let's go." "Hey, what's wrong?" "!" "I can't do it." "I'm a poet, not an executioner." "Shut up and stamp on my arm!" "Where are you going?" "!" "Someone's here!" "Fuck that!" "Rimbaud put vitriol in Verlaine's beer, so come on, do it!" " But that was out of love!" " Yeah, and this is out of love too!" "What are you two queers doing in there?" " Go on." " Fuck." "Fuck!" "Go on!" "Fuck it, stamp on my arm!" "Go on!" "It's only my left arm, for fuck's sake." "Go on, stamp on it!" "Fuck!" "Help!" "Fuck, sorry!" "Shut up!" "I'm going to faint!" "Why did you move your arm?" "Ow, my foot!" "Sorry, it was a reflex." "You've got a visitor." " Who?" " Some girl." "A girl?" "Now?" " Should I go out?" " Come off it." "Petr!" "Can you come here?" "Hanka?" "Hi." "Hi." " You know each other?" " A little..." "What are you doing here?" "Well, I was..." "Can we go outside for a bit?" " Okay, I'll just get my jacket." " Why not come in?" " No, no..." "No, no, we'll just... can you?" "Come on, pick up your things and come inside." "Come on." "...All right..." "Here, take your shoes off and I'll find you some slippers." "Right, you can... here..." "okay... here are the slippers." "Thanks." "Are you hungry?" "You must be." "I'll get you some goulash." "I'll put some on your plate." "Matìj, dinner's ready." "Bring a chair with you." " Here, you can sit here." " It's almost cold." "Dad, this is Hanka." "Good evening." "Did you hear, dad?" "Hanka!" "Thanks." "They kicked me out of school and the hostel too." "What?" "You said it would be okay." "It wasn't." "I'm afraid to go home;" "my dad will kill me." "So what will you do now?" "I don't know." "You can't just go wandering around Prague." "I know." "You should call your parents so they're not worried about you." "They haven't got a phone." "They think I'm still in the hostel." "Hanka." "He has these moments now and then." "Oh, right." "And where will you sleep tonight?" "I don't know." " You can't sleep here." " I know." "Just for tonight, mum." " No." " Mum..." "All right." "Mirek?" "Hanka." " You mean..." " Hanka." "...she could?" "Well I don't know, but if it's all right with him then..." "I could make up a bed for you in the hall." " Thanks very much." " But only for tonight... and tomorrow we'll call your parents or let them know somehow..." "To be on the safe side I've locked the door." "I've got the keys." "I'll put them here." "In the morning she can go back where she came from." "Let her stay here." "What?" "You can't turn her back at the border." "But Mirek, you can't be serious..." "Quiet, don't wake them up." "So according to you it's all right for a girl we don't know to sleep here just like that?" "Do you know what people will say?" "What people?" "What people?" "Do you know that your son's unhappy?" "That he's afraid and he can't sleep?" "Do you know that?" "Go and get Petr for me." "Right now?" "You can't be serious." "And what's he afraid of?" "The army." "I know, I know." "So go and get him for me." "Oh!" "What are you doing here?" "Why aren't you asleep?" "I need to go to the toilet." "It's here." "And you need to hold the handle down, there's something wrong with it." "And don't make any noise so you don't wake my husband up." "Petr." "Petr, come on." "Your dad wants to tell you something." "Mirek." "Is that you, Petr?" "I'm here, dad." "I like Hanka a lot." "But you'll have to let her parents know." "Sure." "I will." "Sit down here." "Tomorrow you can go to see Professor Špièák at the mental hospital." " Me?" " Yes, you." "And what am I supposed to say?" "That you're my son and you need a medical exemption." " That's it?" " No." "Write down what I tell you and make sure nobody sees you give it to him." "Come here, closer." "Closer." " I'm supposed to write that down?" " Exactly." "Nothing else." "That'll do it." "And what'll happen?" "Lt'll work." "Good night." "Good night, dad." "Night, mum." "Night, Petr." "Good night." " Night." " Night, mum." "What did dad want?" "I'll tell you later." "Later." "Go back to sleep." " Bastard." " Scumbag." "Moron." "Fuck off." "When I fell asleep that night I didn't know that" "Cinderella and his dad were fixing the toilet that a taxi driver had brought back." "Try flushing it." "I didn't know that Aleš was getting a cast on his broken ankle" "and I didn't know that in the same hospital, two floors down, the doctors were trying to revive Mít'a, who was frozen stiff." "I didn't know anything about that the next morning either, when I saw Hanka to the bus stop on my way to see Professor Špièák at the mental hospital and I found a crumpled letter from Canada in the letter box." "Let's go." "Mít'a never made it out of the hospital." "And a few months later, when it was clear he was going to die, he finally got permission to go and join his parents, the famous opera singers." "But it was too late." "Thanks to Cinderella and the girls from the gardening school" "Mít'a probably had more flowers at his funeral than Klement Gottwald or Jimi Hendrix." "Fate favours those who are well prepared, and each of us shapes our own destiny." "Fate only allotted Dimitri, a loving and much loved boy, a very short life, and he died before his 19th birthday." "He was a true representative of the progressive younger generation." "He was denied the opportunity to achieve his ambitions..." " Who is this moron?" "...and his mission in life." " What is this crap?" "!" "...To develop his talent..." " Mít'a was a genius!" "...and fully experience love..." "The only thing he was denied was the chance to study at the conservatory." "And if he'd gone there he'd be here with us today, you idiot!" "That only makes our final parting today all the more painful..." "Let me go!" "And it's hard to find words of condolence." " I made a mess of that." " It's okay." "The day after Mít'a's funeral we saw Cinderella off on the train, going to join the army in Slovakia." "We were friends for life." " Hey." " Aleš went to university and then spent a year in a cushy job in the army." "I got this in the mail last week." "He never stopped writing poems for his friends." " You're kidding!" "Miss Pivoòková?" "!" " Let's see." "And he was still crazy about her." "Isn't she beautiful?" "!" "Read it." "Thanks for showing me the way." "Love, Lenka." "I spent five months on Professor Špièák's ward for the mentally ill." "I was diagnosed with situational psychosis and I looked after catatonic patients." "Mum, when will lunch be ready?" "When your dad catches a fish." "I don't think he'll catch anything." "Fancy a game of badminton?" "Now?" "Hey, what did dad tell you to write down that time?" "Remember, Bohumil?" "That was it?" "Yeah, and then just Mirek Hájek." "And that was enough for you to get an exemption so you didn't have to join the army?" " Yeah." "Hey, he's got one!" "Dad, you've got a fish!" "Lunch, boys!" "Come on dad, it's time for lunch." "And we'd always wanted to be in a band." "Translation Adrian Dean" "Subtitles Anna Kareninová" "Processed by FILMPRINT s.r.o."