Nedelja (2024) Movie Script

1
My name is Dzej Ramadanovski.
I started singing four years ago.
My first performance was in 87.
Song 'Should I wipe your tears?'
That's how I rose to fame.
My first solo concert was
attended by 11 000 people.
I come from a poor family.
I was a hustler.
I grew up on the streets.
I can only thank God,
and all these people who love me.
This day - Friday the 13th,
is my luckiest day ever.
Good evening. Thank you all for coming.
SUNDAY
When I was a kid
everything was different.
My family was strict. Especially
my father. He wanted order.
In celebrations, in sadness,
he always mentioned "order".
Belgrade, Dorcol, 1976.
Besides that, he pestered
me about school.
Get inside!
8+9=17
I Couldn't care less about school.
This is funny to you?
- Not really.
Is this why you go to school,
you little shit.
Don't hit him.
Only my grandma understood me.
Until 'Bayram' when we
butcher a lamb.
I decided to save the lamb.
Then, even grandma didn't like me.
Where are you going?
I'm taking a walk.
Did you steal that?
- I ain't a thief.
Come back here,
leave the kid alone.
This is none of your business.
Well it kinda is.
Leave the kid alone.
What's up?
- What's up?
This is a safe place.
What are you doing?
- I can't go back home.
Father will kill me.
In case those goons come back.
See ya, kid.
That was Micho.
Didn't know he was gonna
be a friend for life, my guardian.
When my parents divorced,
I completely left school.
The street was my home.
It was the best place for music.
This is Dule. The coolest guy.
King of slot machines.
He's got things going.
Thank you.
- No problem. He'll be a star.
What a car!
Great car.
The game with the ball
was a serious business.
You don't hurt anyone,
yet you are making money.
Money was split evenly.
While they were counting the money,
I felt I wanted money too.
I wanted to be like them.
Those two were fools.
They had to know a lot.
They were attracting others.
World is full of fools.
Duki? Duki was the boss.
Good afternoon. Sorry...
He had the most important thing.
He knew when to stop.
Ah, shit. Shit.
They were spending money on alcohol, and
gave to my auntie who rented the place.
Those were the only two
games played all night.
It was paid by the hour.
Six, six.
Six, five.
Six, four. Money.
The fuck is this...
Two, two. Two, one.
You lose.
All the other combinations - you lose.
No one wins.
I like this very much.
Do you have any others?
Give 'em here.
This is not a good thing you are doing.
- Hey, Chkalja...
Go, go, run!
These are Suljo and Zdravko.
Suljo is my cousin.
My aunt was his mother.
They all loved him.
Zdravko - best friend from the street.
Sometimes I thought he was a devil.
He was prepared for anything,
because he wanted to have everything.
Move the white one a bit.
- That's great.
You could only play if there
weren't any older guys.
Come on, we just started.
Tomorrow, when you'll be
older than me, you'll play.
Get the hell out of here.
Wow, you actually bought it.
If others can have it,
I can too.
What a car...
'Sup kid?
Thank you.
- You are welcome.
Time stood still.
If I ever felt love -
it was this moment.
But moments don't last forever.
I forgot about school,
but others did not.
Take him.
Maybe you'll teach him order.
My teacher tried everything to save me.
I didnt know what hurt more...
losing Nina or my fathers betrayal.
This underage kid is being
accepted in a foster home.
He can keep his clothes.
Hygiene products, books, photographs...
sports outfit, watch, and other items
important for his development.
He has an obligation to keep personal
hygiene, and a clean room.
The foster home
was just like the street.
Those are my bros.
They didn't like school either.
Next time, pass the ball.
I was excited for Sunday.
Sunday we get to go home.
No one came for me.
We should work together.
Better luck next time.
Keep doing it.
Now you!
I learned pretty quickly to 'work',
but not by the street rules.
New rules.
We aren't using old items of no value.
We can play for a whole cigarette,
and anything more than that.
You tire Dzej, he loses his focus,
I lose, you win.
No one ever won anything.
You can't win shit with
those stupid glasses.
At least you got that right.
Here's more.
Quick, he's coming, hide that!
The fuck are you doing?
- We just play.
Go to your room!
All of you!
Dzej are you...
'playing' that?
Nope, I swear to God.
If you play that, you'll
prolong your stay here.
- Hey.
- Hey.
You thought you'll
get away with it?
If you make one more problem...
Maybe you could come at
my place tonight to hide?
I have a place to hide.
Oh really, where is it?
- Don't worry.
Running away from
home wasn't scary.
It's scary when
mom doesn't answer.
That's my mother, really.
Easy, kid, don't choke.
This is my family.
- Suljo.
- Micho.
This is my bro, Chkalja.
- Really, what kind of dog is that?
Sharr mountain dog.
It's some fluffy little thing.
Listen, Dzej, you made a mess.
- You better get back.
I Don't wanna go back.
You are better off there.
Do something productive.
There's a guy there
who's bullying me.
Beat the shit out of him then.
What's funny?
I'm not into fighting.
The fuck are you doing?
- It's my father.
He's gone.
Thanks Micho.
He's some cash.
- Thank you.
- Remember, don't let them bully you.
Days were the same.
Cheva kept his story.
Couldn't get away from him.
Get the fuck out of here.
Beat it, kid.
Shame on you!
One day, he got away
for the weekend...
You wanna bully little kids?
- I won't anymore.
Let him go.
If you ever touch Dzej again, I
will set you on fire, you fucking bully.
Understood?
See that? Someone beat
the shit out of him.
My friends did their thing.
Now I had to do something useful.
I should pay Mich back.
I stopped playing that stupid game.
Micho got close to Suljo.
And they were playing Barbut.
I was really good at painting cars,
I became a technical designer.
Went back to my first love...
Singing.
They loved me.
But I felt this was the end...
Every man can feel when
a big change is coming.
That change was still far away.
Social services relocated my family.
Mother hated me.
I stayed with father.
Make the balls.
Sup boys?
Suljo was a big thing now.
I'll start.
Zdravko was onto girls.
Where's Mich?
- He's been missing for a month.
Maybe he moved.
Fuck this.
Go on, Dzej.
Watch and learn.
Good job.
Nina!
She's looking even more pretty.
I thought that's impossible.
Is this Zoki?
I feel for you bro.
You should work hard to get her.
This was good, wasn't it?
I look like Charlie Chaplin in this.
Told ya to buy something else.
The fuck you did with the money?
Just look at you,
ah, forget it.
It's better for me not to know
what you did with the money.
Come on, go in.
Be silent and don't move.
'Sup?
- 'Sup with you?
There were some rules here.
If you didn't witness it, didn't happen.
The fuck is that?
Told ya not to move.
- Why are you laughing?
He's my partner.
- So what?
He came to watch.
- You wanna watch!?
- No, no, keep...
- You don't wanna play?
He got scared.
You are listening to 2nd
channel radio, the time is...
In this times, it was
tough to get a girl.
Impossible if you were in uni,
or had a long hair, or a rich father...
I'm just hustling my whole life.
Yo, why you got scared?
You should have stayed.
She told you so.
Gimme a lighter.
You still here?
Radmila, this is for you.
For me?
I don't do this for money.
When you start making money,
everything's different.
Easy for you, what about me?
Girls get away from me
like I'm contagious.
You should get more money.
This is just the start.
We gonna be rich.
Are we?
Suljo got some information about
a warehouse was full of cigarettes.
Called me to help.
- How long will this take?
You thought making
money was easy?
We are in. Give me a sign
if you hear something.
Hear what?
- Anything bro!
Shit, lots of boxes.
This is all cigarettes?
- Well, fuck me.
Put it down.
What's that?
The hell is this?
They fooled us.
What you gonna do with that?
Here, practice with it.
We get int, you wait for us.
Afternoon.
Afternoon.
My father closed the factory. He has
these pens left, 4 packs, 40% off.
Deal?
Deal.
Made my first cash.
Mainly by keeping guard.
Take what they give, listen and learn.
I made a mistake with the color.
The fuck you did?
Did what you asked.
I don't wanna see you, nor you father.
Is that clear?
Thanks boss.
When father heard what happened,
he kicked me out.
On the streets again.
Get the fuck off from me.
What happened?
Your friend Zdravko
broke up with me.
You all think you can play with me.
I understand you but Zdravko
is like a brother to me.
Didn't ask for your help.
Got an idea.
Listen carefully, if you can
guess where the ball is
I'll grant you any wish.
- Right.
If you don't guess,
you grant me a wish.
Wait, you seriously think you
can fool me with this game?
I ain't fooling ya.
Watch carefully. Ball to
the left, ball to the right...
let's see who will win.
Well I think it is here.
Speak your wish. - Anything?
- Anything!
Kill Zdravko.
You are such a fool.
If you won, what was
your wish gonna be?
Can I stay for a few days?
- Are you kidding me?
Don't over do it.
Oh you little fool...
Of course you can stay.
I'll pay you.
- Don't bother.
Bro...
I'll fuck a ballerina.
She's really a ballerina.
She's all cultured.
I go to her, and
she looks at me...
like I'm a stray dog.
I must tell you something.
Saw your girl last night...
The fuck you talking about?
I don't care for her.
I tell her a few jokes,
she's laughing a lot.
Ask her for a drink, she says
"I'm not sure..."
"but maybe a tea".
- Bro!
We had sex last night.
With whom?
Told ya, saw her at the park,
she was sad because of you...
all happened so fast.
You fucked Pipi?
- I did.
Well aren't you a fuck boy!
Do you have a witness?
- Nope.
Don't be like that.
We should celebrate!
We must do something first.
With us, gipsies, the
first shave is important.
It was weird for a
non-gipsy to shave you.
I couldn't care less.
I had many white friends.
Zdravko was my best friend.
Now we also share a girl.
Another important thing that year,
was the opening of 'Arcade'.
First coffee shop after
'Golden parrot'.
Everyone was here. All
the cool guys were waiting.
- 'Sup?
- 'Sup you guys?
Dzej, look at ya!
Let's get inside.
- There's free table.
No free table, eh?
- Hi Micho.
- Hi. Welcome.
Could you get us a table?
- For you? Always.
Cheers.
How are things?
- Pretty awesome.
May I see your watch?
- Cartier!
You didn't want a Rolex?
Rolex is for pimps.
- Sorry bro!
What's up with you guys?
Suljo?
Not much, really... We had money,
but we gambled it all away.
So you are still playing that game?
- Yeah, yeah.
You know what's new bro?
Dzej fucked a girl.
You fucked her, ha?
Fucked her brains out, eh?
Sorry doll.
He restored her to factory settings.
Dzej, I was with Dzambo.
- Sorry?
He's here.
- For real?
The fuck you are going?
Dzambo was my bro. I barely
saw him because he was in jail.
Dzambo!
When he was 15 he did
a serious crime.
The fuck are you doing?
Sit, like all the others.
- I'm not like the others.
Sit!
The fuck are you doing?
Get yourself cleaned up.
You can't be still,
not even one minute.
Clean this, now!
The fuck are you going?
Sit!
The fuck you did!?
Since then, people were
scared to look in his eyes.
Hey Dzeki, my bro!
Cheers, Dzambo!
Dzambo!
Dzambo!
- Sup Micho?
I have brought you a suit.
Will be like the good old times.
Suljo!
Waiter, hurry up!
May I get some water?
- Of course.
Hey, will you get it already?
- Of course.
What's your name?
Nada (hope).
This name will stay
with me until I die.
Tito died.
This was announced today by the central
committee and government of Yugoslavia,
the group of working class people, and
all other ethnic groups of Yugoslavia.
Soon we'll have a report of the central
committee of the communist party,
and from the presidency of Yugoslavia.
Zdravko wasn't fooling around.
I'll get it.
How much you want?
- Everything you got.
Don't drop below 4.
There was such a high demand for these
badges, we sold 'em 5 times the price.
While the public was crying for Tito,
we were lucky to make tons of money.
Suljo became a serious gambler.
He organized the whole thing.
At nights, he was guarding the door.
Everyone respected him.
Micho was still the cool guy,
making money and bringing fashion.
Zdravko stopped everything
and only did pickpocketing.
Only I wasn't improving. So I got
back to what I was the best at.
- Sup?
- Sup? This car is a mess.
Like your mother.
Yeah, go on with the cigarette...
- Please let me drive!
- Nope, we'll be late.
You can barely touch the gas pedal...
The fuck? You'll break it!
Hold this, and watch how it's done!
You are in reverse...
So, am I cool or what?
- Yeah, you are so cool that...
Shit, police. Drive faster, faster.
Drive! The fuck you doing?
We must stop.
- Why?
- We didn't do anything.
- You don't have a license!
Please, get out.
Show me your license.
I don't have one.
- You don't, eh?
Why didn't you stop when you
heard the siren? - We didn't...
- What did you say?
- I didn't hear...
Please, stop it.
Get him out of here.
Never come back.
This is funny, eh?
Did you go to Frankfurt
to buy cigarettes?
You think I need them,
after waiting for so long?
Dzambo, relax, I'll
lend you some money.
You know I don't take
money from other players.
Gimme some, come on.
We were late because
police stopped us. - So?
They beat Dzej.
Why would they do that?
Why do you think...
Where you off to?
- I'll come back soon.
Dzambo, let the kids
defend for themselves.
Where's the police?
At Gondola street.
Get out!
You hear me? Get out!
Weapons on the ground.
Now! Get back!
Go away.
On the ground both of you.
What do we have here?
Next time, don't just beat him up
because he's a gipsy. Clear?
Was I clear?
- Yes, yes.
Dzambo was crazy but there
was always someone crazier.
This inspector was really tough.
That's a nice chain.
How many karats?
Didn't check.
- You didn't check?
You heard that your
uncle disarmed the police?
Look at me when I
talk to you, fucker.
No idea, haven't heard anything.
You don't know, eh?
Relax, Pizho.
Talk to me, I made
them lay on the ground.
See, it gets easier with violence.
You wanna be the law, eh?
They beat my bro.
- I beat your bro now too.
Will you get my weapon?
I wasn't expecting that.
Thought he wouldn't report back
because of the humiliation.
So...
Stop by the police station so we
check the karats of that chain. Okay?
Okay.
Alright.
You are coming with me.
Dzambo, you are hard to deal with.
You aren't like the other criminals.
You listen, you work, you hustle.
Maybe not in that order.
I don't listen to everyone.
You'll listen when I tell you to.
Will you hear me out?
I'll be honest.
I humiliated them intentionally.
I swear I wouldn't do it
if they beat them both.
They only beat him
because he's a gipsy.
I was very angry.
- You mustn't mock the police.
They didn't report it.
Take one.
You were betrayed by Alen's brother.
He saw everything.
Don't do anymore shit.
I'll send you to jail for a year.
Suljo, what's the matter?
This fucker betrayed Dzambo.
I'm coming.
Can't drive you now.
Let this kid help you.
Leave everything and make
yourself comfortable.
You were Dzambo's little bro?
- Dzej.
My name's Dzej.
My boyfriend's got crazy.
No idea what's happening.
Me neither.
I deal with some other stuff.
- What kind of stuff?
Why do you use that shit?
I've been watching you my whole life.
- Please don't tell me you love me.
Me?
You are not my type.
I love brunettes. Older than 50.
- You are some funny guy, eh?
Later I found out it's heroin.
No idea why she was using it.
Her boyfriend, Zoki,
was her dealer.
How can you love someone
and killing him at the same time?
Probably he didn't love her.
At least not like me.
I ask him 'would you fuck
a fat ass for 20$'?
He says 'If nobody finds out,
I'd do it for free'!
Hey, Dzambo!
I'll kill you, you shit-head!
That was Alen, the brother,
who got beaten.
Dzambo stayed calm because
there were many witnesses.
But he never forgets.
Everyone found out
about this incident.
Mich took him to the border,
but the customs didn't buy it.
Luckily Alen survived,
and there were no witnesses.
Dzambo was quickly released.
Zdravko was caught stealing,
he was on parole, so he decided to...
I did my old thing.
I needed money for my confidence.
You want some water?
- I got over that.
What's that?
Who you stole that from?
- You think I'm a thief?
Would you ask the same if
I was a white guy?
I worked hard for this
- Okay.
What are you gonna spend it on?
Since you ask,
I'll spend it on you.
I have to work.
- When do you get off?
I guess you don't make much money.
- Listen, I only have this job...
Unlike someone else.
Didn't wanna insult you.
Really, when do you get off?
8 p.m.
Well, I can wait.
- Please leave.
If you promise me we
see each other at 8 p.m.
Every moment with Nada
was like a dream.
Her brother was a problem though.
He tried to break our relationship.
But I was persistent.
He looks at him and says...
'Show me your license'.
So, what can you do...
Dzambo has a fake passport.
- For real?
- Yeah.
So he keeps looking at him and...
he slaps him so hard,
I thought he'd die.
Dzambo gets back up and he
has this killing look on his face.
And I was like...
trying to charm him and keep him calm.
'Sup with her?
Oh well, heroin.
Tell us what happened next.
Well, nothing happened, ya know,
I was like...
Off to the toilet.
Didn't succeed charming him.
Hey!
This guy stole my coat.
Good evening.
What coat are you talking about?
That evening when you came to my home...
when I woke up...
you weren't there.
Coat was missing too.
Get your shit together.
You look like a junkie.
Don't get mad, I'm just joking.
Cheer up!
- Cheers!
'Sup with you?
I ate this bad pastry...
got some bad acid reflux...
- You went to the doctor?
I ain't going to the doctor because
of a bad pastry, cheers. - Cheers!
Hey, let's go to a better place.
- Sure, let's go.
Nada broke up with me that night.
All I could do was just sing...
With the songs, I forgot
all about Nada.
Got away from my friends too.
I didn't wanna do anything else.
I was in restaurants every night.
For months.
People around me weren't
interested in my personal life.
How is he?
At least you saved yourself.
What does the doctor say?
Cancer metastasis...
So quick, 10 days...
There must be something
that can be done.
Death was everywhere...
Way too early for my bro Suljo.
He went quietly, just
like he was in life.
Calm and understanding.
God bless his soul.
'Sup with you?
Nothing much.
- Really?
You disappeared.
Where's Nada?
Zdravko...
Take my car, and bring
that Chume here.
So, am I not your bro?
Are they not your friends?
You keep every pain for yourself.
Sorry bro.
I don't need your 'sorry'.
You lost such a fine girl.
You love her?
- I do.
I don't like seeing you
with those...
whores.
Get your shit together.
Make up with Nada.
Understand?
- Alright.
- Okay.
Where took Zdravko so long?
He is always late. Fuck him.
If you need a car, take mine.
- No, he must come back!
The keys.
Hi.
Zdravko, you were so quick.
Thank you. Don't need the car now.
Sorry, didn't know it was urgent.
I had to drive around to calm myself.
Go drive now.
You are the troublemaker?
No, no, I am not.
Sit, get a drink with us.
Come on.
Sit.
To Suljo! God rest his soul.
Things were back to normal.
Her brother was fine with us.
Now I could prove myself to Nada.
The fuck you doing?
Back off.
You're crazy.
I did just one thing.
Would you marry me?
Yes.
Try to sip in the glass too...
There are drinks for everyone.
Cheers to this, soon to
be married couple.
You are husband and wife now.
You can kiss the bride.
Happy marriage!
Live in peace and harmony!
Cheers!
Wedding lasted 2 days.
Each hole was $5.
After 2 000 bullets, I stopped
counting and converting.
Well, you couldn't stop
the joy they felt.
Was so good, was laughing
so hard, my stomach hurt.
- 'Sup you too?
- We were just talking about you.
Come with me.
- Where to?
- There's lots of money.
Forget it, stay for
a drink with us.
Please come with me.
We must go.
- Now?
- Now.
Nada, sorry!
We split the cash.
- If it's nice money, do it by yourself.
Let me enjoy my marriage.
Dzej, I owe some money. If they think
the clothes are yours, it will be okay.
It's no problem, you can go.
I'm coming because of Nada.
Hopefully it won't be something shady.
Don't worry. They are
serious people, composers.
Something's wrong with the bass.
'Sup beautiful?
I don't have a whole day for you.
This is worth waiting for.
The hell is this? - Nice leather.
- Nope, this is not good...
Let's see...
This is it.
What do you think?
Fantastic. Who the
hell is this guy?
The clothes are mine.
- Really? So why are YOU here?
I'm helping him.
- Really? Come here...
Good job, take it easy.
You are making music?
Tone it down.
You can never go wrong with me.
Trust me.
Let's go.
We have a deal?
- Will try.
Just so you know,
I'm a better singer than him.
Tone it down.
Who are you!?
- Dzej Ramadanovski.
He's having an argument with this girl.
So I tell him 'let's go away from here'.
And I tell them, you'll
see who Dzej is.
And then?
Bro!
'You'll see who Dzej is'
and then..?
They look down on me, like
I'm a simple gipsy, ya know...
They told me to come back in a few days.
- Why? - So I can try some song I guess.
You'll have a song?
- No idea...
What if I have to be on TV?
- So what!?
I was a scammer. What if
someone recognizes me?
Where's my coat?
Call an ambulance!
My world fell apart.
I love Nada.
From the moment I met her.
But this dream I have
since I was a kid...
It was a childish dream, to reach
for something that you cannot have.
You get excited but you
know it's not for you.
Everyone loved her at some point.
Trust me.
My story is a bit different you know...
I always wanted a white,
tall, blond girl.
The opposite of me.
- Were you in contact with her?
Of course.
One time I was a shoulder to cry on.
She had a thing with
this bad guy, Zoki...
He stopped the drugs, she didn't.
At the beginning, with Nina it
was superficial...
but my heart was warm.
He is awesome!
- Of course he is.
Are you ready for the song?
- Of course he is, I'll write it and...
I know how we make all of it...
- But I said so first... - No, stop.
Okay, alright.
Go get me something.
- No problem. Bye. - Bye.
Did I screw him over?
- Nah, forget it.
This is gonna be spectacular.
This is a great start for you.
Trust me. - Yes.
We are proud of you.
Proud!
Drinks for everyone!
You are great. Just, great.
Thank you.
- Marina created a wonderful song.
- Thank you.
May we work now?
Don't get mad on him.
He just started this.
Listen, this is only one song...
Many singers are just one hit wonders.
They couldn't continue with it.
So I'm not working with beginners.
That won't be me.
Okay, if you are so sure, we'll see.
You have another appointment.
It was a pleasure.
- Thank you for your time.
Listen, this is very important.
If you wanna be with me,
get off the streets.
I don't work with people like that.
Is that it?
- Worked out better than I thought.
He'll call me. You'll see.
- I know he will.
Worked hard for my first album.
Your cut.
For now...
Welcome to our new home.
The first song was a hit.
What's in it for me if we win?
Patience, please...
Everyone was happy for me.
Except Dzambo.
We won the audience award.
I was so popular.
But not with everyone.
Even though I was off the streets,
I couldn't forget my old pals.
Duke needed just one more guy.
This is your chance for a win.
Come on, anyone?
Wanna play?
You have no money.
- Excuse me?
Your wife doesn't let you fuck her.
He said you don't have money?
See, you can't win shit.
- The fuck? Are you blind?
Up, down, left, right...
- Excuse me. May I play?
Of course.
Fuck.
- So I won, eh?
Let's see who can make some money.
You should pay attention to...
Ball to the left, ball to the right,
hiding in plain sight...
Okay, I will.
I'll bet all my money, I'm 100% sure.
250$ all in.
- Okay, bet accepted.
Let's see.
Just be observing.
Be careful.
- The show goes on!
Pay attention!
Ball to the left, ball to the right,
where could it be?
A $500 bet wins $1000.
You learned this in school?
- If I went to school, I wouldn't be here.
Wanna bet?
I'll bet.
You sure?
- I am sure.
I'll bet $500.
Please, move your feet away.
How is this possible?
You lost.
You missed.
- Gimme back my money!
- You lost, sorry.
Police!
The fuck are you doing?
Gimme back my money!
Get off of me.
I told you to stop this game.
We only started doing it.
- Whole 2 days.
Who's this guy?
A con artist.
A con artist, eh?
What's funny?
Nothing.
Tie him up and
check his pockets.
Find anything?
You didn't make much money, eh?
We just started...
You are the brains of this?
Nope.
Then, shut up.
Nobody asked you.
Okay.
Oh well, that's it.
What am I going to do with you?
Do you work anything else?
I am a singer.
- A singer? - Yeah.
He knows how to sing.
Well, let's hear it...
Who robbed the gas station?
I have no idea.
- Oh well...
You don't know how to sing then.
But I do know.
By reading or from memory?
Both.
- For real?
Okay give me the 'book'.
Let's hear it now,
the whole orchestra.
Sing, sing now!
Come on, let's hear it.
Fuck you!
Sing!
Come here.
Fuck those police guys.
Someone has to do
that kind of work too.
Why you changed your mind?
- Who told you so?
Well, you helped me.
I don't wanna repeat myself, but I think
about you for days, you impressed me.
I work with famous singers:
Lepa Brena, you know...
I think you can become a star.
If you want me to be your manager,
you must get off the streets.
Understand?
Understand.
You think you can do it?
- Of course I can, and I will.
I swear on Saint Paraskeva.
- Aren't you a Muslim?
- I am.
Do you want me to stop here?
- Yes.
Dzambo, don't.
You'll lose everything.
Dzambo doesn't lose.
Go on.
Come on, spin it.
7, red.
Is everything okay?
'Sup Zoki?
What the hell do you want from me?
Look...
People are uncomfortable, be calm.
- Oh, really, are they?
You are giving me orders?
Listen, you play a tough guy
with that suit of yours...
Don't insult me, we are pals.
We were never pals.
You worked for me.
You work for someone else now.
Get the fuck off from here.
You are a snitch.
Everyone around me is a snitch.
Spin it!
Spin it!
- Place your bet first.
Spin it.
16, red.
I'm lucky!
Dzambo always wins.
Yep, I always win.
Give me my money. Hurry up.
Be quicker...
Call 'em, I need my money.
Thank you very much.
We should give those money back.
- We didn't lose, ain't giving them back.
Won fair and square.
Give those money back.
Is that an order?
- It's your choice.
Who the hell are you?
You should listen to him,
for your own good.
Okay, I apologize.
I overreacted.
Drop your weapon Dzambo, please.
Get the money!
- Got 'em. Drop it, please.
You alright?
Haven't heard back from Dzambo.
Maybe he is not here.
Or he fucked up.
He's here. Saw him on the streets.
You should call him.
Dzambo, it's me.
I'm concerned about you.
No one else cares for me.
I never saw you like this.
This is...
how I really am.
When you think about it...
Most of my life was like this.
Four walls.
By myself...
looking at the wall.
Imagining a window.
A look on the world.
I had a strong wish for a
better look on the world.
I'm not sure, is this...
the real window?
Or the one in my memory.
From my imagination.
My bro.
You aren't there anymore.
You did a good job
with that song of yours.
You'll be successful.
Always knew that.
My life isn't a success.
Nor it will ever be.
You are the king of the street.
Role-model for everyone.
Role-model?
For what?
Mafia?
Theft, black-mail?
Killings?
Your song should be darker.
That darkness you saw
when you were born.
Us, orphans, we have it in our bones.
Normal people don't get it.
Find that in you.
You are just an ordinary gipsy.
Distanced from people and God, like me.
This life is tough...
Pretty tough.
Long too.
Wrote a song for you.
My life is sad
complete despair.
To be by my side.
It used to be beautiful,
everyone called me
now, when I need them,
it's like they don't know me.
It's hard to live life,
when everything goes wrong,
when there's no one around you,
to be by your side.
It's hard to live life,
when others are happy,
while my tired eyes
never stop shedding tears.
Dzambo, this hits hard.
This is a song about your life.
Of course, what else?
Thank you, my bro.
What's with the gun?
You must sing this song.
I'm just joking.
You think the producers will like it?
Of course!
Are you jealous of Dzambo
because he wrote this song?
Marriage, emotion,
the point is...
Dzambo, for 17th time...
I had enough, I wanna go home.
Do not even think
about turning it off.
This is the first time I'm
seeing Dzambo so happy.
Finally he did something
he really wanted.
That's how life is. You wait for that
one moment when everything changes.
Tasmajdan, 1991.
Leave me alone, we'll
settle that tomorrow.
Hey, you okay?
- I'm fine.
Here, take this.
It's crazy out there.
Bring back the third one.
He's nowhere to be found.
We'll find him, don't worry.
What's up? Do we have a problem?
He's asking for Dzambo.
- Hold this.
Please try to find Dzambo on the stand.
Check the other one.
It's okay.
Who's that!?
The fuck are those clothes on you?
I'm elegant.
'Sup bro?
Look at ya!
'Sup Chome?
Would you look at that?
You'll be on the VIP stand.
- Oh really, me?
7, red.
Mister, you are so lucky this night.
Don't jinx it.
It is a special night.
My bro is singing tonight.
He succeeded.
Let's play one more.
No, no. I must go.
Prepare the money, I'm taking it
when I come back. This is for you.
Thanks.
You must go.
Good evening Belgrade!
Thank you for making
my dream come true.
Let's start, shall we!
The next song, I dedicate to my bro.
I don't see him here...
but I hope he is here.
Dzambo, this is for you!
Translation by
AvidAnon @PTP
Dzej Ramadanovski 1964-2020. One of
the most famous folk singers in Dorcol.
Had over 150 songs, most of them
top-hits. Buried in the Alley of honor.
Iso Lero. Known as 'Dzambo', the king of Dorcol.
Disappeared without a trace 3 decades ago.
Miodrag 'Mica' Sovtic. Still lives in Dorcol. Graduated
from the Faculty of Economics in Belgrade in 87.
Owner of FC Dorcol.
Had family and was a business-person.
Zdravko. Still lives in Belgrade, has a job
and is a family man. Works in charities.
Suljo. An athlete, loved by everyone in Belgrade
in the 80's and 90's. Died from a serious illness.
Tsakun. Dzej's Godfather. Famous in Belgrade for
his courage and songs. Works as a dog breeder.
Dubler. Lived 30 years in South African Republic.
20 years in prison, married, living in Belgrade.
Marina Tutsakovic. Biggest songwriter in Yugoslavia.
Wrote more than 4 000 songs, many top-hits.
Alexander Radulovic Futa. Famous
composer, husband of Marina,
left a mark on the music scene.
Lives and works in Belgrade.