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In honor of the visit of Pope Benedict XVI to the Czech Republic, we are replacing the originally planned sinful dance with the suffering of Christ.
Enjoy the show.
Ivo!
Tragedy.
Did they raise the price of cocoa?
Don't make light of it.
The building manager called a residents' meeting.
Oh no, is there already an agenda?
Yeah.
First.
Installation of a gate in the basement to prevent hooligans from greasing the stairs with soap.
Second.
Installation of safety barriers to prevent unauthorized sliding of hooligans down the banister.
Third, purchase of chains for the trash cans, so hooligans can't keep moving them in front of the building manager's door.
Fourth, the problem of rat infestation in the building manager's basement.
You know what this means?
34 points, Ozzak.
Did you know that rats love cracklings?
Ozzak is pulling pranks.
The building manager is going to take away our basement, I can feel it in my bones.
She won't.
She already took it from us once.
But she gave it back.
We have it on probation.
Jesus, where will we put the cranberries?
How about we finally throw them out after ten years?
Come on, Ivuska, you know I'm saving them for your wedding.
There's no wedding without a cranberry cake.
I hope I'm a lesbian.
What?
That it's great.
Yeah.
What's gotten into Ozzak?
Why is he acting up?
He's just happy, you know.
He finally found a good pub, so he's happy.
Happy, happy.
But why does everyone around have to be miserable because of his pranks?
Lebrajka, come here, come here.
We need to talk.
Fine, but don't drag it out, I'm heading to the pub.
And what about the first three points?
Well, Satan isn't around the corner.
Can't you pick a pub that's actually in Prague?
But Satan is in Prague.
Haje is technically East Prague, but I don't go there much.
So you'll get home again only tomorrow?
Today I'm getting a ride.
Ziza will drive me.
Ziza has a car?
Sure, a company vehicle.
We just have to make a stop at two septic tanks on the way.
Is that some kind of pub too?
No, she's got a sewage truck.
Look, bro, I was gonna wait in front of the building, but the valve is tight, so it can't sit too long anywhere.
So get going.
Did you get rid of that rat?
Sure, exactly as you said.
Anywhere, just not in the building manager's basement.
Great.
In Vojtickova's basement.
She always goes down there at three to get her rice.
Are you out of your mind?
Mrs. Vojtickova is in cahoots with the building manager.
But even more shrill than the building manager.
See, you could set your watch by her.
Ozzak, please, do you realize that because of your Canadian pranks we could end up in serious trouble? Watch out for Vojtickova.
It's fine with Vojtickova.
I didn't want to say it, but she's hitting on me.
What?
But she's seventy.
Old wood burns the best.
Uncle.
Aren't you confusing her with someone?
Vojtickova is the old lady who calls you a Satanist.
That's what I'm saying, I drive her crazy.
Every time she sees me, she grabs her chest.
What?
I mean...
Jesus.
But she doesn't stand a chance with me, she listens to funk.
Funk?
Yeah, she keeps writing to me about trumpets.
Bro, do you happen to have one of those letters here?
Yeah, but Ivuska shouldn't read it.
The old hag has no shame.
Devil's spawn.
She knows how to get to me.
Living under the same roof with you is hell.
Whenever I see you, I pray that the time for God's judgment has finally come.
If it weren't for the funk, Sheldon.
Then the sinners shall be scorched by the fires of hell, but the righteous shall hear the trumpets of angels.
That'll be Zizak.
Tomas?
Sorry, Marcelka, I had to go back to the building for galoshes.
Why?
Ziza was waiting for Ozzak a bit too long.
Ugh!
Now I'm not surprised the whole east side didn't smell a thing.
But on the radio they said it's supposed to rain tonight.
If only.
Ugh!
I always fall for it.
Ozzak won't get me.
I'm careful now.
After that neoprene on the toilet seat, I'll never sit down for his tricks again.
The register and the accounts are in the cash box.
Marcelka, wait!
I'm rushing to Zoran.
He's getting baptized and forgot his towel.
Zoran?
Well, otherwise the Pope wouldn't receive him.
The Pope is supposed to receive Zoran?
He's giving him a private audience.
And you didn't say anything?
Well, I didn't want to jinx it.
Zoran has been trying for a really long time.
It's an exceptional honor.
Even the mayor couldn't manage it at all.
And Zoran is, you know...
A believer?
He will be, once I bring him that towel.
Don't worry, he's only doing it so his herbal liqueur sells better in Sibenik.
Wait, I don't understand at all.
Zoran gets his photo taken with the Pope, puts it on the bottle, and Benedictinka will sell like hotcakes.
Benedictinka?
New name.
It used to be called Sluze Franje Tudman and before that Tito's Bitter.
Zoran says the Pope sells better today than sex and the Olympics combined.
Maybe in Croatia, but here...
Well, you'd be surprised.
Check out the charts.
All the major Czech artists already figured it out.
What?
Number one, Maxim Turbulenc?
I've Got Jesus in My Belly?
And look further down.
Kabat.
Yeah, Kabat.
God Rode a Goat.
And in third place, the Nedveds.
Amen Means Amen.
And then all the way to tenth place, nothing but religious stuff.
People are buying it like crazy.
So why didn't you just order some right away?
Unfortunately, I can't open the supplier list.
How come?
Ozzak sprinkled sneezing powder on it.
Jesus, the towel.
Marcelka, I promise I'll put a stop to his stupid pranks.
In a surprising move, the mayor urged Praguers to turn to God and announced he would be baptized immediately.
He dismissed speculation that he plans to run in the South Moravian region as blasphemy.
Ivo, drop everything, meeting.
The building manager has the list of residents.
But I outsmarted her.
I went around the doorbells.
Wow, that's really clever.
Why did you take such a risk?
Ivo, if there's going to be a vote about our basement, we need to secure support across the building.
So, which one is Pajerova?
Wait, you don't know everyone in our building?
No, I only really know Simona and the people who come to the shop to complain.
So you know everyone.
And did you get into it with Pajerova?
Me?
Come on, I never argue.
Until someone tells you off for putting glass in the plastic bin.
Yeah, that's still a thing.
Okay, look at it, is there anyone on our side, anyone who kind of likes us?
Roubal.
Great, I'll go see him.
That won't help, he mostly likes me and Sasa.
Next.
Podrouzek, he likes Lexa.
Well, you know.
But who knows if he hasn't gone off on a Scout hike again.
This is hopeless.
If only Simona could be there.
But she's not allowed.
No.
The building manager banned her for two years for unauthorized termination of a meeting.
How unauthorized?
When things were at their worst, she blew the fuses and screamed "watch out, a monitor lizard!"
Since then she has to vote by mail.
That door handle.
I'm going to lose my mind.
Yeah, his Canadian pranks are driving me nuts too.
Last night I dreamed he woke me up and tried that trick with the telescope and the soot on me.
Ivuska, when you go to the bathroom, don't look in the mirror.
I already did, yeah?
Where did this come from?
It was under the door.
Oh my God.
Last night, hooligans stole a bench from the courtyard and the spare ficus from the landing.
The hooligans and those who harbor them face exemplary punishment.
This is like under Heydrich.
Why does she want to take our basement?
She's old and bitter.
I mean Ozzak. It couldn't have been him.
What would he do with a bench and a ficus?
Christ, how would I know?
Same thing he did with the geranium pots, the brooms, and the lids from Hajek's vacuum cleaner.
Candles?
Or the slide, whatever.
What are you doing?
I need to sweeten my life.
That's salt.
Ivo, please, wake up.
Glue on the door handles, tied shoelaces, a volleyball.
He definitely swapped the sugar and salt.
He did.
Well, there you go.
I already swapped them back.
Hi.
Hey, why so early?
Could I have breakfast at your place? Mom took away the table and I don't like eating on the floor.
Sure.
Good morning.
Hi.
Where's Lexa?
He's in the bathtub.
Sasa, where did your mom take the table?
Probably where she put the couch and the carpet, to the resting room.
The resting room?
Mm, Mom says things also need to rest when they've served for a long time.
That's sad.
Why?
Sasa, they'll come back good as new.
So, Sasa, how is your mom actually doing?
Since she lost her job, she's completely stopped going out.
Well, she didn't go anywhere for a long time because she can't stand people feeling sorry for her.
But now that the sisters are going through Croatia, climbing into the tunnel every night, she's in a much better mood.
What tunnel, for God's sake?
I asked her that too, she said curious children lose their ears.
Right.
Cocoa gives me hives.
Mom says, right?
Yeah.
Risk it.
Good day.
Praise be.
What are you playing?
Christian band Lazari.
Where did you get all this overnight?
I found a company called God's Emergency Services.
24 hours a day, except Sundays, Easter, Christmas, Pentecost, and the feast of Blessed Hroznata.
But getting to the supplier list was a real Calvary.
Where else would I put it?
People, it's a blessing in here, right?
Because Ozzak isn't here.
Well, it's true he could scare them off a bit.
I found this stuck to the door when I was opening up.
Couldn't we just get by without him for a few days?
Marcelka, his pranks are over.
As soon as he wakes up, I'll put a stop to it.
That's not possible, but I'm worried about Zoran.
Did Ozzak do something to him too?
No, but he could lose his audience because of him.
What if the Pope found out he works with such a heathen?
How would he find out?
The Vatican is incredibly thorough.
The mayor, for example, lost his audience just because his city has a district called Dablice.
Ozzak!
Simona?
Tomas?
What's going on here?
You tell me.
Well, I come home, the door's wide open, one chair is in the hallway and you're holding the other one.
Right. That's...
Unbelievable, what's happening today.
Wait, where are you going?
I have to run.
Wait!
You're not going to tell me anything?
Sorry.
Bye.
The mayor's proposal to rename Zizkov to the Saint Ignatius district will be discussed by the council today.
What?
Why didn't they wake me? Is it noon?
You've got the day off, you scare the faithful.
Were you out with Ziza last night?
No, why?
Nothing, nothing.
Ozzak, what did you do?
Nothing.
It was such a blast last night at Satan.
What blast?
We were just having a beer and suddenly some guy in a red skirt shows up and starts freaking out that the Pope is coming through tomorrow and the pub has to be shut down.
And that it's a scandal.
A guy in a red skirt?
Yeah, a weirdo.
Ziza got a bit wound up and swiped his radio.
Ozzak.
What?
He started it.
Don't you understand that some believers might have a problem with Satan?
What do believers have to do with a pub?
Jesus, what pub?
The guy was a wreck.
He said if they close Kremenace in Liberec too, he's completely done for.
Hey.
Hi, Ivuska.
Why are there cranberries in my room?
I've started clearing out.
We can't save the basement.
Really?
I visited everyone.
Pajerova made me sort through a trash can as a demonstration and then said she still can't vote for someone who doesn't know what biomass is.
Damn.
She's super green.
At Podrouzek's place there were cops and they said he won't be attending meetings for three to five years.
And Vojtickova said she'd vote for us, but only if Ozzak repented.
Which is nonsense.
Did you see that?
That's the ultimate holy frisbee.
I begged you on my knees to hide that somewhere.
What are you on about?
Tonight at Satan's we'll have a great tournament.
What was that hat?
Please don't ask.
Dad, it'll be fine.
Fine?
How can it be fine?
The building manager is clearly coming after us.
Everyone in the building hates us.
And once Vojtickova finds out who that hat belongs to, she'll really sound the attack.
Can't Ziza just ring the doorbell?
Like a normal person?
Bro, she's not stupid.
You know I switched the names on the doorbells?
What's going on, Marcelka?
You called for me.
I caught the thief.
Simona?
That's enough.
I was starting to think I'd have to call the police.
Excuse me, the police should be called on you.
Oh yeah, and for what?
You think I'm completely stupid?
She comes in saying she urgently needs a list of Johann Strauss Jr.'s operettas.
And when I come back from the storeroom with the catalogue, the armchairs are gone.
Armchairs.
What nonsense, right?
It had to be her.
The only other people in the shop were nuns.
Great, and she's blaming it on me.
Simona, this is really a bit weird, okay?
First the chairs, now the armchairs.
Well, you've really outdone yourself, you should be proud.
What?
Accusing an unemployed mother of two small children of stealing your smelly armchairs?
Wait, nobody's saying that.
I'm saying it.
Fine, we'll clear it up.
Simona, if you were here when the armchairs disappeared, you must have seen something.
Well, of course I did.
I saw Ozzak carrying them into the storeroom.
Ozzak was at home.
And I was in the storeroom.
Damn.
That's quite a mystery.
I really don't envy you.
Well, I'm off.
Simona, I'm not letting you go anywhere until this is cleared up.
Sure, we'll clear it up.
Let's do a reconstruction.
I'll go to the storeroom.
Wait.
But I was the one in the storeroom.
Marcelka?
Yes?
Get off me.
Ivo, we're saved.
What's going on?
Simona steals.
What?
When people find out Simona's been stealing around the building, they'll go after her and leave us alone.
What are you talking about?
She stole the armchairs from the shop, so she also stole the ficus from the landing.
Dad, calm down, why would she steal armchairs?
To pay for drugs, otherwise it doesn't make sense.
That's crazy.
You want to rat out your friend?
She stole armchairs.
Why would she steal armchairs?
To pay for drugs.
And why would she do drugs?
So it would make sense.
Dad, please, calm down.
At night...
They don't sell drugs in the tunnel, and for the armchairs she wouldn't even get a straw.
Wait, I'm talking about drugs you snort.
Nobody's snorting anything.
I have no idea what you're talking about now.
And honestly, I'm glad.
Won't you all come with me?
They closed Satan!
I repeat, nobody is going to protest for some pub.
If I see anyone with banners, they're moving out.
So we're just supposed to take this, bro?
Because of some Pope they shut down the last good pub in Prague.
How do you know it's because of the Pope?
Some weirdo in a red skirt showed up there yesterday.
Cardinal Bursik.
And today the health inspectors show up, coincidence?
Bro, even the biggest idiot can put two and two together.
Let's go.
Nowhere.
And you still dare to show your face after all that.
Oh.
And I thought you'd like to see your armchairs.
Where?
I smell beer.
Simona, I swear, if you yell "watch out, monitor lizard" now, we are done for good, got it?
You're stunned, huh?
What is this?
A pub! Satan Around the Corner, bro!
A pub?
This is a bunker?
Well, if there's a war, we're screwed.
But until then, Horvath's brother at the ministry will cover it up.
Sure.
There's going to be trouble.
You've always been a coward.
Excuse me?
You are, that's why I didn't tell you.
But the thing is, thanks to you Ozzak doesn't want to settle anything with the Pope anymore.
Me? No way.
One more and I'm going.
And if not me, then Ziza will get revenge for all of us.
How can you possibly think you can just open a pub without a permit?
But with my armchairs.
I'll return them once this gets going.
Tomorrow!
I actually applied for a permit, but they'd only give it to me if I had a cook-waiter qualification or a relative with one.
And I've got asphalt worker-insulator.
What am I actually drinking?
Mojito.
That's what you wanted.
Where's the mint?
Mint?
Aren't you fancy.
There's green, beer and ficus.
Just like from Fidel.
Fidl.
The building manager.
And now we see the mayor walking alongside the popemobile.
He's flagellating himself and gazing meaningfully at the Holy Father.
The Pope, however, is looking the other way.
Still, if Mr. Ozzak had tackled the Pope, we'd be learning about him in school.
I don't know where they were, but they came back with Dad so wasted they couldn't even tip over a trash can.
How is this going to end?
If the building manager sees them in this state, we'll lose not only the basement but also the keys to the attic.
And I'll be stuck with cranberries in my room for the rest of my life.
You have cranberries?
A whole room full.
Lucky you.
I'm never getting married.
Fellow club member!
Ivuska?
Don't you want to ask me something?
Why are you sitting next to the couch?
But you don't want to ask me anything else.
How did the meeting go?
Right question.
It couldn't have gone better.
Really?
What did the building manager say?
Nothing.
She didn't even show up, sweetheart.
For the first time in the history of the meetings.
Is that possible?
Nobody knows.
But it might have something to do with the fact that two hooligans piled so many trash cans in front of her door that she couldn't get out of her apartment at all.
Poor thing, nobody heard her.
Just two hooligans?
But they weren't hooligans.
They saved the basement, didn't they?
They were heroes.
Good evening.
I'm very sorry to bother you at such an ungodly hour, but...
That's alright.
Thank you.
It's about Jarmila, the building manager.
Someone barricaded her in her apartment.
I can't lift those trash cans.
I've already been to every apartment, but nobody opened.
Sure.
Dad's probably not here, but my uncle will definitely help you.
Of course.
And I've been at the trash cans.
Actually, I'd rather not bother you.
We'll manage with Jarmilka somehow.
Don't be silly, you can't haul those by yourself.
He'll be glad to help.
He's the one who needs the most help, Ivuska.
You see, his heart...
...has been taken over by Satan.
It was acting up.
Apparently Satan is finished.
It's...
Hosanna.
The pub.
We'll all help you.
Let's go.
From here I can't quite tell what's happening.
It looks as if the popemobile's path has been blocked by some kind of...
Well, it appears to be a sewage truck with a chalice painted on the side.
That's Ziza.