Scumbag (Sviňa)

Persons and events portrayed in this film are fictitious

and any similarity to actual events

and people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

521 B.C.

There was no man,

among the Persians, or the Medes, or in our own dynasty

able to remove Gaumata, the Magian, from power.

People feared him exceedingly

for he had killed many.

There was no one

who would dare to speak against Gaumata, the Magian.

Can all members of congress please return back to the boardroom,

so that the meeting can proceed. Thank you.

Hello.

Who is this?

For a drink? Now? Definitely not a good time. I'm on my way home.

Hotel Jantár? Don't know it. Where is it?

Look, this is a misunderstanding. I don't know any Evelyn.

It's good of you to come, Congressman, we'll have a chat about your future.

-Wagner. -I know.

-You do? What else do you know? -Everybody knows you.

Your name is heard in high places.

We Slovaks are terribly envious people.

Your colleagues screwed you over, haven't they?

You mean nothing to them. Is that what your party does to its members?

Tell me, how is one to earn when they don't let you in?

You're useful to them because of your image, fucking commies.

No real lefties.

They're fucking communists. Have they never heard of gratitude?

We can be friends.

Bobo, I'll be honest with you,

as you should be with me. Do you need them at all?

Set up your own party.

There'll be no problem with money. Don't worry about that.

I can raise money myself. I promised my daughter a bedtime story.

Have you got a photo?

She's sweet. No photo of the wife, eh?

We'll be in touch. One day this might be on the table but not right now.

Come on. Let me show you around.

I get it delivered from France. Nobody else here has it.

-It's damn expensive. -Who'd even buy it around here?

Who would be buying it? It's just for us.

-Have you got a coke? -Fuck off!

I mean it, just a coke.

This is my man cave, a gentlemen's club.

A refuge from the world, A place where I and my friends can hide.

For anyone who needs a bit of peace and quiet.

No phones ringing. It's great.

Come on in.

You know Bobo, right? Don't tell me you don't.

Bobo, Ňuňu. A great guy.

What happens in this room stays in this room.

-Are you fucking kidding me? -Why?

Was she any good?

You want it?

You can watch it at home with your wife.

Evelyn.

She just turned 14, right?

She is underage.

-What's the matter with you? -Breathe Bobo, breathe.

-Everything will be fine soon. -What the fuck do you want from me?

I want to help you.

I'll make sure you win the elections. Let me help you.

They'll lock me up, I'll get a minimum of 15 years.

I have a small kid at home, for fucks sake!

Why should they lock you up?

Accept advice. Accept help.

You'll be Prime Minister. You'll have a nice flat...

-Fuck you! -..a proper car.

I can even get you a new heart transplant, from a bike accident.

And when you feel down you'll come here to relax.

I'll sort out a jacuzzi and a sauna here. I'll provide the girls, too.

Just let a new party be established.

I'll be a Minister of whatever, is that right?

You can forget about this. You'll rule and I'll have peace.

No arsehole, no cop, no journalist will jeopardise me.

Evelyn will keep her mouth shut.

Ladies and gentlemen,

thank you for coming to the Parliament today.

I wish to make an important announcement.

I am leaving my party. It's my own decision.

This country needs new people with new ways of thinking and fresh politics.

The right and the left have failed. People need security.

If we are to join the EU we mustn't do so with empty pockets.

I offer a political body which will restore the social state.

Now there is time for questions.

The first question. Please go on.

SCUMBAG

The opinion polls show The Party in the lead.

No.3 get ready to prepare the long shot. No.4 get a shot of the Bishop.

-No.2 a Boženka close-up. -Report ends in 5 seconds.

Get ready in 3, 2, 1.

I welcome an esteemed guest, Monsignor Ján Donát on Agnus Dei Television.

-Praised be Jesus Christ. -Forevermore.

Could you please summarise the main idea of the Sunday sermon for those believers

who were unable to take part in the pilgrimage?

Thank you for the invitation.

Our country is the legacy of St. Cyril and St. Methodius.

That often gets forgotten. The continuity gets forgotten.

The gift of continuance. Rome wasn't built in a day either, eh?

And in the following days a certain duty awaits us.

-A civic duty. -Parliamentary elections.

But many faithful are still hesitating.

Yes. They don't know who to believe.

But our Holy Church provides them with an answer.

Prophet Isaiah reminds us of the human capability to see and to hear.

Isaiah 6.10.

Even if we ignore that right now, not casting one's vote

for one recommended by the Holy Church is a grave sin,

we must keep reminding people of this need for continuity.

Let's pray together with our faithful ones.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, give us ears to hear,

give us hearts to believe,

and provide us with a will to act.

-Amen. -Amen.

-And we've got it! -We've got it!

At midnight the Central Electoral Commission will confirm the results

but I think, Your Excellency, that we can celebrate already.

Thank God, thank God.

Thanks to you, Excellency.

We're glad.

Once they count the votes, they will find out that Bobo has enough seats

to form a government on his own. They already want to strike a deal.

But why a deal? Bobo will form a government alone and that's that.

One-party government?

Don't worry, Your Excellency. Nothing will be revoked.

Everything remains as agreed. The Vatican agreement won't be revoked.

You won't have to document your assets nor pay any income tax.

Priests’ wages will carry on being paid by the state.

Including social and health insurance.

Everything will be as we agreed, Your Excellency.

Praised be God.

Why should we bother God? I'm the one that pays.

Why bother God!

Everything is fine. Why are you worried?

You don't have clear conscience, fellas?

Oh no! Fine wine, fine company. I may get insulted, Your Excellency.

As they say best to leave while the going's good.

Sure. I am not a party animal either.

What about the girls? Did they make you happy, at least a little bit?

It's not necessary to try everything at all costs.

It's not your fault.

Fuck it.

What is that?! What have you sent? Did you see it?

What do you mean "all right"?! Nothing's all right!

How do I look in front of them? Like a prick!

Do you want to tattoo "prick" on my forehead to make it clear to everyone?

Shut up. Do I have to check everything myself? Even the whores?

Do better next time...

Go.

I always visit personally.

It's not easy for me either, so believe me that I understand you.

I am not going mum.

-What if we changed our mind? -That I'm afraid won't be possible.

The court has put Broňa into the care of a social rehabilitation unit.

It's not about whether Broňa wants to go or doesn't, do you understand?

You know, for me the girls are like my own.

I set up "Solis" because I felt sorry for the children.

I believe that a young person can be re-educated.

Even if they have used drugs or alcohol.

Our aim is to get the child away from it.

But I've told the doctors a hundred times that I've never taken drugs.

It was just a joint that one guy rolled for me.

I went to school as normal, it happened just that one time.

But it's like everyone is deaf around here.

-You'll take her with you now? -I understand this is hard for a mother,

but the court's judgment was correct, especially in this case.

What are the visiting hours? Is it like in a hospital?

I am sorry. You already had the chance to raise your daughter.

You have failed. Now it's time for the experts to do their job.

And when will she come home? On Saturdays and Sundays?

During the week I work three shifts.

Madam, the court took away your parental rights

and decided that your daughter is to live in an institution.

Visiting is reward-based.

When Broňa improves we will get in touch

and invite you for a visit.

BROŇA IS A WHORE

What's funny?

Still amused?

Undress!

Do you understand?

Well...

Internal rules. By tomorrow I want you both to know them by heart.

You open your mouth, no mail. You don't do as told, no grub.

You stir trouble, you will go to an isolation unit.

The director will test you.

You don't want to go to an isolation unit, trust me.

Nobody will come to see you there.

Apart from me.

I want to go home.

Shut the fuck up.

We'll always stay together, don't you worry.

I can't stick it out here.

-I want to go home. -Quiet!

We won't give in, the two us, right?

We will stay together the whole time. Like sisters.

We'll run away, don't worry.

Agreed?

Agreed?