Seven and a Half (Sedam i po)

71/2 STORY ABOUT 7 DEADLY SINS

GREED

Dear Diego,

this is a tragic story about a boy living in a tragic country.

Somewhere in the mountainous Balkans...

This is the river Sava.

This, over there...

I've kissed a girl there for the first time,

she dumped me soon after the first cramps.

And that shot that put you in the God's lap.

Where the rest of us, simple and sad...

...will never be.

Dear Armando, my name is Bojan Maric,

I look like an ordinary guy...

...but unfortunately, that's not true. - Fuck!

Why are you laughing, jerk?!

Let's do it again!

I know you too have broken your leg in Barcelona,

and you know how hard it is when you're disabled.

T-shirt looks great ...Just imagine...

...when it lasts for 17 years!

You should take the hat off.

I think this is genial!

10 grand is not enough.

Here, my dear Diego, I made my first,

and by the look of it, my last football steps.

Yeah! - Sorry, Diego!

You are coming close to me. Closer, closer... it's there.

Stop! Just don't get out of my zoom, ok? - Ok.

Let's start.

There's a cure for my vicious disease at the Moscow clinic.

A team of experts led by the famous professor P...

Prokofiev! ...Prokofiev!

They perform surgeries which guarantee complete recovery

in 90 percent of the cases.

And all that would be so lovely,

if I had enough money for that operation.

Situation in Serbia is similar, maybe even worse... - Worse!

...than in Argentina. For us, 15 grand is a lot of money.

Just stay in the zoom.

Keboya, bro! - Yeah, bro? - I've been thinking...

Never mind. - C'mon, tell me! - Never mind, forget it! - Speak!

What's 15 grand to Maradona?

He got loaded in Barsa,

he slottered Napoli, destroyed Seville!

He's worth millions, bro! - But he was spending a lot.

What? Where?! - He spent it on cocaine, women, alcohol!

C'mon! Everything in Argentina is free for him.

He spends summers at Fidel's, and winters with Kusturica!

Let's not fuck around! - Should we ask him for 16 Gs?

Keboya, 20 grand! - C'mon, man! - 20 grand, bro, just like that!

Hello?

Bro, I'm sleeping...

Wait a second.

It's 4 a.m.! Are you insane?!

Who's calling at this hour? - Radule. He'll drop by.

Now? - Yeah, mom. We have to work!

Work? - Yes, mom! Now! - At 4 a.m.?! - Yes!

What do you want from me?! When I'm not working,

you're bitching, when I am, you're bitching again!

What do you want?! - God, save this poor mother!

No, bro! - You're absolutely right. - Of course I'm right!

25 grand is nothing. - Of course it's nothing!

We'll buy a Golf each, and then I'll have to borrow

for registration! - How much should we ask for?

My dear Diego, 30 grand is nothing for you.

And it means a world to me.

My health... - C'mon, bro! What's with you!

Come here! I've been thinking. - What's up? - Golf is a Golf.

But Mercedes... We should ask for 35 grand, ok?

Keboya, bro... I think you are awesome!

Who did your hair?

I did it myself. Why? - It's great, man! Really.

Come here! It looks fantastic on you! Excellent!

And how much money did you ask from him? - 40 grand.

What?! - 40,000 Euros. Why? - Are you fucking insane?

You think it's a lot? - It's not enough, my son!

You think? - Of course! He's Mr. Nice Guy!

He'll give everything to the poor. - 40 grand, my God!

He's gonna think you're jerking his chain!

You can't go to Russia without 100,000 dollars! - Jesus Christ!

Are you insane! Fuck! - Why haven't you asked Beckham?

C'mon! He's English, he's cheap.

He'll rather die, than give us any money.

You're a blast! Where did you find Beckham?!

- And with treatment expenses,

and residence costs in Moscow it comes to one hundred...

...and twenty... five...

...and a half thousand dollars! American! - Stop!

You are a doll!

I want you to be a little more decisive! Give it to me.

And ask for 130 grand, ok? - Ok. - Let's do it again.

Don't you see that we almost fucked this up?

150 grand is nothing! - It's nothing. - Way too little.

I've been calculating. Two Mercedes' are 90 grand.

This is for technical things, amortization and that shit...

What's this? - This is for my water heater. - Heater?!

And what's this? - Just a little something for my mom.

Look now... - And my mom? - Excellent! Bro, your mom!

Another grand. We're left with 60 grand, give or take 5.

Let's see... 200 grand...

What would you do if you were Maradona,

and some kid was asking for 200 grand for an operation?

Would you have given it to him? - No. - How come?

I wouldn't, bro! Nobody gave me anything in life!

That's why you're not Maradona! And you're rottening with

your folks, like a burnout! - Yeah, right!

What's this? - Foreign currency account.

When did you open it? - Today.

Cool...

150... - It's in your name? - Naturally.

Why are you bringing me to a construction site, maniac?!

Maniac will build you a house! - C'mon... - Work well, man!

All this will be ours one day.

4 rooms here, 4 rooms there, and here a nursery.

I hate kids! - You learn to love them. Look at the view!

Can you see it? It's all ours, don't you get it?!

I'm not so sure... - What's wrong?

Keboya, bro! You're great!

You are a genius!

But I think I'll do better as Maradona. You are awesome!

But you're missing something deep. - You look like him?

No, but listen! You don't have that sadness in your eyes.

Bro... We'll do Colina with you. - Fuck you!

Don't you get it? You look exactly like him!

We'll use it to buy a house! - Stop shitting me!

Dear Diego...

...I have cancer, and I'm undergoing chemotherapy.

I'm just not so pathetic like my friend is.

This is the real account that you should send money to.

Help the real guy.

Excuse me, young lady...

What's the value of the shipment? - 280,000 Euros!

What's in there? - Just wait one minute...

Bro... maybe we should ask for 300 grand?

No! It's over! We did it! We're sending it! It's over!

You were right, bro!

280,000 Euros is more than enough. - Have to keep it real.

We did a great job!

Sergio, you bastard! - That's Liovisna's fiancee.

But he's two timing her with Concita,

and that pisses my mom.

Sergio...

We didn't translate it into Spanish...

Open it!

What the hell are you doing?! - Shut the fuck up!

Search!

Just to let you know, I've called the police! - Fuck off!

Look for the fucking package, bro!

Bro...

After severe heart attack,

Diego Armando Maradona has been transfered

to the hospital Estavez in Buenos Aires last night...

Radoje...

ANGER

Tadic! I'm the strongest!

My hands are like hams, my body is a steel safe!

I have one scar across my face,

and hundreds on my heart! I'll bury anyone on my way!

He's a king! - My dear neighbors!

He's gonna bury him! - Whom? - Spahija!

He'll destroy him. Smash him.

I'm sorry I'm disturbing your afternoon rest, fuck!

But I haven't been taking tranquilizers

for the 3 whole days, and I'm very crazy!

There is more! Yesterday Spahija came out of the can!

If somebody sees that fuck,

tell him that Tadija is waiting for him in the gym!

C'mon, Hare Krishna...

I'm not Hare Krishna! - Don't tell me!

All of you living in Gandhi's street

are fucking Indians! Who was Gandhi? Tell me!

Fucking Indian!

Hare, Hare! Krishna, Krishna! Gandhi, Gandhi! Hare, Hare!

Hare, Hare! Krishna, Krishna! Gandhi, Gandhi! Hare, Hare!

And you livin' in Gagarin's street are cool, right?

Gagarin was the first man in space, my son!

Russian, Orthodox! He took a crap on all of you Indians!

Watch out, here comes the real Orthodox piece of shit,

right out from space! - Gagarin wasn't Ortodox.

Really? What was he? Hare Krishna? - Communist!

My father was a comunist too, and now he's Orthodox, jerk!

Isn't it so, uncle Miki? You were a comunist, and now

you are Ortodox, right? - I don't know, my son.

I live in Nehru's street. - Jesus! Another Indian!

Gandhi wasn't Indian. Indians live in America,

and Hindus live in India!

Come 'ere, I'll bust your face!

Tadija, don't!

Bro, do you need some milk? - Tomorrow!

Today is a fruit day.

Tell me, where do you live? - In Youth Brigades street.

Yeah! That's it! My Orthodox darling!

Let me kiss your boob!

Now it's time for uncle Tadia's rest.

Maybe we'll fuck tomorrow.

Don't get all excited! It's not a promise.

Tadic! I'm the strongest!

My son! Just one more! I'll do it myself! - Ok.

Is it true that he was skinny? - Who? - Tadija.