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Lovely fleeting afternoon, Marcelka.
Sorry I'm late.
I don't feel like going out in this weather anyway.
But it's nice and warm in here.
Were you grilling a goose in the storeroom again, Ozzak?
I wasn't.
Did you come straight here?
He wasn't here at all.
That's a relief.
For me too, actually.
Oh, the mail lady stopped by.
You have a registered letter.
She gave it to you?
I can do your signature.
And she didn't notice you're not me?
She didn't care.
Here, it's from the electric company.
I sense a strange tension from it.
That was good.
It was, it was.
So I'm going to close up for today.
What do you say?
I hope not.
Fine, I'll wait until six, but nobody's coming anyway.
Six thousand.
Of what?
We owe a surcharge for electricity.
I don't understand.
What does Ozzak grill his goose on?
On a grill.
Electric or gas?
Charcoal.
But I don't make that many calls.
I call a perfectly normal amount.
We'll talk about this later.
Ozzak, how come you weren't in the shop?
Bro, you're not going to believe what you're about to hear.
Make it short.
I was drinking.
Tomorrow you've got a full day shift.
Great, at least I'll get some sleep.
You sleep all the time.
But I don't sleep that much.
I sleep a normal amount.
We'll talk about this later.
Sit down.
Meeting.
We have to start saving.
And because of that we have to sit at home all evening?
During the best time of day?
Yes, we have to.
We have a six thousand crown electricity surcharge.
Don't you have six thousand under the table?
Don't make light of it.
I've decided we won't touch our savings.
So what are you going to pay it with?
That's exactly the point.
You spend it and I pay for it.
How do we spend it?
For example, I've already bought you a new phone credit three times this month.
I thought we were talking about electricity.
We're talking about money.
And a phone eats money.
I'm off then.
I've got no money, I don't ride a phone, nor the tram.
You can't save on me.
I'm free.
Free?
What about your bar tab?
Did Simona say something?
I'm already paying for it.
Oh right, actually.
Too bad you can't save on that.
You can.
You can?
Yes, you can.
If you have one less beer a day, we'll save 7,000 crowns a year.
I'm supposed to have only thirteen a day?
Yes.
But you know after the thirteenth beer I get really smart.
We'll manage somehow.
Now you, Ivo.
I don't drink beer.
But you make phone calls, so I'll buy you a new credit on the first of the month.
And how are you going to save?
I'm always saving, otherwise we'd have nothing.
This is tyranny.
No, this is a crisis.
They really believe you?
Well, they all have pretty bad eyesight there.
And if someone asked you how old you are?
I'd probably faint.
But luckily that's also pretty common there.
What's the point of computer class for seniors anyway?
I like that they talk to us slowly and clearly there.
And I'm the best one there.
Hey, sis.
What's that?
My butt.
Lexa!
You're taking photos of your butt?
Obviously.
I've never seen it.
You photographed it last week.
Lexa, lend me that phone.
Want to photograph your butt?
No.
Want to see mine?
I want to send a text.
That won't work.
We can only send one text a year.
On Children's Day.
To whom?
Dad.
Hi Dad, we love you, don't forget about us.
And the number is on the account.
Damn.
I need to call Voracek right away.
He's got my Czech notebook.
He borrowed your notebook, huh?
Is he hitting on you, creep?
First of all.
I had my tram pass in there.
With a photo?
Of course with a photo.
He's hitting on you?
Just call him from the landline.
You think Dad didn't block calls to cell phones?
I meant to his landline.
I already tried.
His mother picked up.
She interrogated me for half an hour like I was dating Voracek.
Are you dating him?
Lexa, go photograph your butt.
Tomas, come warm up.
It's freezing out there, let me tell you.
I can just picture them at Temelin gloating.
Thieves.
It says here they're not thieves.
Really?
Who published it?
CEZ, but with public money, so it must be objective.
Oh, and what do they say?
For example, that given what you pay for electricity, your Life Comfort Index is deeply below normal.
What's the Life Comfort Index?
CEZ came up with it.
It measures your standard of living by the number of electrical appliances.
CEZ says for three people it should be nine space heaters, six electric kettles, two washing machines, a fridge, a freezer, a terrarium, and a lathe.
So your index is about 0.6.
Well, that seems a bit excessive.
Besides, space heaters are money guzzlers.
CEZ recommends space heaters.
Gas is dangerous and the price keeps going up.
What's that humming?
The space heater.
Now?
It's cold.
With a six thousand crown surcharge hanging over me, turn it off immediately.
And I don't want you using it here.
Quite possibly you're the one who ran up my bill.
Tomas, this thing is a tiny little thing and it's on the lowest setting.
Right, socks.
I'm telling you for the tenth time, I'm perfectly happy with myself.
You're not ugly, nobody can say that.
Not outright ugly, but you should do something about yourself.
Ozzak, knock back that thirteenth beer and shut up, you're always smart as a radio after it.
Radio Simona, today the world doesn't matter.
Go on.
I can't!
I promised my brother I'd stop after the thirteenth.
That brother of yours.
He's not stupid.
But he just doesn't see some things.
It's open.
I said it's open.
Of what?
May I come in, dearie?
I think they suspect I'm young, so I try to talk like them.
You scared me.
Sorry.
Let us sit down.
Sure.
Those stairs wore me out.
Sasa!
Are you in there?
Come back!
Sorry.
You know who's in my computer class for seniors?
No idea.
Voracek's mom.
So?
She was looking up information about you.
What?
Luckily my eyes still work.
Sasa!
Sorry.
I was looking over her shoulder and saw her searching for you in the school database.
So now she knows where you live.
Damn.
What's that noise?
Ivo?
Printing.
Do you have to have every light on in the apartment for that?
Jesus, I'll turn them off later.
And what are you printing?
Bozena Nemcova.
The whole thing?
Yeah, all of it.
And little Bobby.
And a dictionary too, but that one twice, for me and for Sasa.
Jesus, come inside and close the door, we don't want to heat the outdoors.
And don't make light of it.
I'm not making light of it.
I just waste money, I can't help it, I'm just expensive.
And you've got a big butt, you should exercise more.
You shouldn't nag your brother so much, poor thing.
A girl isn't a boy, she needs a kind word sometimes too.
Keep that in mind, Dad.
Good morning.
Morning.
This tea is cold.
I had a word with myself.
I'm saving.
Good.
Or should I heat it up for you?
No, no, it's refreshing.
These are cold too.
Should they be warm?
Well, toast could be.
Stick them under your armpits.
You're leaving already?
Yeah.
So I can make it to the school bathroom.
At least they have lights there.
Bye.
I almost forgot my papers.
What is it?
Nothing.
Oh.
Yeah.
I turned off the water heater last night.
So don't be startled when you shower.
Dad, what was that click?
They don't mean any harm.
But some things just don't register with them.
I'm doing this for them.
You sound like Ozzak after his thirteenth beer.
Excuse me.
Am I telling you your nose is crooked?
You're worse than Ozzak after his thirteenth beer.
Jesus, I'm sorry.
I don't accept.
You need to understand that Ozzak has to cut back too.
And you should understand that a lot of people depend on Ozzak's consumption.
Want anything else?
What?
How about some chips.
Don't have any.
More wine then.
All out.
You really won't have anything else?
Jesus, Simona, stop being mad.
It's just too much for me.
The family's in debt, I do what I can, and they throw sticks under my feet.
95.
What?
For a two-liter of wine?
Well, my family is starting to be in debt too, so I'm also doing what I can.
You want to throw sticks under my feet?
You mean those one or two Ozzak beers?
Two.
For yesterday and today.
I'll never save anything this way.
But I won't be in the red.
And another fifty.
Are you charging admission now?
That's for the nose comment.
Give me back the change.
That's the admission fee.
It's open.
What do you want?
Didn't you forget your things here?
I didn't.
Oh well.
She probably has it at home.
What is it?
What are you reading?
This started coming with our electricity bills recently.
Flok?
What is it?
An adapted edition of Grandmother based on the Life Comfort Index.
Grandmother has three blenders and the sultan is a vacuum cleaner.
Oh.
The nerve of them sending this to people.
You're dating Voracek, aren't you?
Am I stupid?
Don't lie!
Have you lost your mind?
I saw you two perfectly well standing together in front of the school.
Jesus, Lexa, he was returning my notebook.
Yeah, and why did you go to the park then?
You were following me?
Yeah.
Have you totally lost it?
Why did you go to the park?
Lexa, calm down for God's sake.
We walked through the park to Voracek's house for the tram pass.
That idiot dropped it from the notebook.
You were at his house?
Lexa, listen to me carefully.
Voracek is a moron.
And I would never date him.
Great.
Which also applies to you.
Still great.
Ivo, do you know some Voracek?
What?
His mother just called and invited me for coffee, saying it's about time we got to know each other.
Do you know what that's about?
Jesus Christ.
What was that?
I have no idea.
Everyone's acting like lunatics.
Tell me about it.
Well look, it's not overheated in here today.
Good evening, Tomas.
That really wasn't necessary.
There's sixty in there.
What were the sales?
Zero.
Nobody came in again?
No.
You don't say.
There was one strange person, but she didn't buy anything.
Ozzak.
He called saying he'd be in the pub all day so he wouldn't waste heat for nothing.
This was the mother of one of Ivo's classmates.
Was it by any chance Vorackova?
You know her?
She was asking really strange questions.
About what?
Whether you own this place or rent it, and how much it brings in.
What?
Don't worry, I didn't tell her anything, not even your cell number.
But I took her business card.
I'm going to have a word with that woman, she won't like it.
Off you go, Marcelka, I'll close up here.
I'll just sit here a while longer.
Well, you know.
That nasty weather out there.
Overall, it's kind of warm in here.
What's this cable here?
Marcelka!
I hate socks!
What would you like, granny?
Lexa went to fight Voracek.
How do you know?
He wrote you a farewell letter.
I am writing to you, what more can I do?
I had to copy it out of Onegin for him.
I'm worried about him.
About Lexa?
About Voracek.
Lexa took a cactus with him.
A cactus?
He was looking for something sharp at home, he was furious.
Don't worry.
He's a hothead, acts first and thinks later.
Voracek?
Lexa.
Yeah, Lexa only acts.
Voracek too, actually.
What if they hurt each other?
What if they do something with that cactus?
What a day.
I've got no phone, I can't take a bath, I can't read, and on top of it two morons are fighting because of me.
You should finally choose between them, dearie.
How is it possible that these numbers are so high?
Well, look here.
Bring it closer to the lamp.
Here, April 2009, 1,500.
And April 2010, 2,500.
When did you start heating?
I don't know, November.
That doesn't add up.
I'm going home.
What, now?
I'm cold.
Either light or heat.
And we need light.
I'm going home!
I didn't say that much.
You told me to put on thick socks.
Because you keep complaining you're cold.
But it is cold in here.
For three hours I've been helping you find proof that I burned through millions with this pathetic little heater and this blanket.
And you won't even let me turn on the heat.
Alright, turn it on for a bit.
No, I'm going home!
You're just going to leave me here alone?
You should have thought of that before you took my blanket.
Great that you're coming.
You can examine the bills with your brother until morning.
You're not a bad woman, Marcelka, but you're a terrible judge of character.
Shut up!
General fear of wild animals.
But frozen ones!
They're thieves.
What?
They raised your rate.
Give it here.
Right, we had the comfort plan.
And now we have the low-heating plan.
And here the kilowatts are more expensive, much more.
Are you kidding me?
No.
The less you use, the more you pay.
That's logical.
But on the bright side, they're giving away a free energy edition of Czech classics.
I'll tell you how it is, bro.
Look, Ozzak, go to the pub and have your fourteenth beer.
Thanks.
And you, turn on the heat.
Well, what are you waiting for?
And set it to three.
It only goes up to two.
I said set it to three.
I don't want to change.
Because I'd have to get up.
Sis.
Give me the keys.
Lexa, how did it go?
Give me the keys.
Where's your cactus?
My cactus.
Won't you sit down?
I'll wait.
Here are the tweezers.
Thanks.
So, what did you need them for?
Don't talk about it!
If you weren't stupid, you could be sitting on something soft.
You really won't tell me what happened?
Voracek shoved my cactus down the back of his pants.
Sis, you're a chicken!
Yeah, and you destroyed my cactus!
Voracek destroyed it!
If you hadn't sat on it and pulled the cactus out, nothing would've happened!
I was in the middle of beating him up!
What is it?
Take a photo of it.
Ivo, I'm going to sort things out with Mrs. Vorackova.
You're meeting with Vorackova?
We had coffee together.
I hope for the last time.
Did you have to pay?
That too.
We agreed that whatever you have going on with that Voracek has to end!
Jesus, I've got nothing going on with him!
I would hope so.
Did he take the photo yet?
That's enough.
You're not old enough to be turning boys' heads.
The poor boy stuck some spines into himself in a panic.
My cactus.
Fine, I'll leave Voracek alone then, okay?
She's finally come to her senses.
Alright, please, when you get home, run the washing machine once more, even empty.
Even empty.
And don't be startled, I left the vacuum running.
Simona, set the table quick before it gets cold.
Did you bake this in the storeroom?
No, on the electric.
Excellent.
Dad.
We're chasing the comfort index.
That brother of mine, he's such a good person.
Patient, without a mean bone in his body.
He takes care of me like his own.
You are his own.
But I don't act like it!
I cause trouble!
I don't go to work and when I do, I don't do anything!
I drink!
I don't pay!
You know?
I know.
Ivuska.
Yeah, Ivuska.
What kind of childhood does she have when she has to take care of me?
She cleans for me, she'd love to do my laundry!
And me?
No, and no, and no!
I won't let her!
Poor girl.
And I even told her she has a big butt.
She doesn't.
She does, but you don't say that!
Ugh, Ozzak!
Ozzak, please, won't you finally finish that fifteenth one?
You're sick of me too, aren't you?