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So that hag from the second floor who was always complaining about me to the building manager and hitting me with a cane, she's finally done for.
I went to check at the funeral.
In disguise.
Roubalová?
But I ran into her on the stairs today.
Roubalová?
Rybková died, right?
You're mixing up names again.
Rybková didn't complain.
She sometimes brought you strudel.
Damn.
I sneezed on her grave.
Oh well.
I'll go wipe it off.
See how nice she was?
She left me a painting.
What's weird about that?
You washed her windows, went shopping for her, walked that mangy beast of hers.
Juklíček wasn't that bad.
Didn't he bite you?
Yeah, but it barely hurt.
It festered for two months?
She was still nice.
For all that she should've left you the silver cutlery, not some stupid picture.
I'll just go take a look at it anyway.
You won't take it?
Better not, Mom would probably sell it on me.
Sell it?
Did she walk that horrible dog?
We're saving for a washing machine right now.
Yours broke?
Yeah, it's my fault, I pressed too hard on it.
On the washing machine?
On the washboard.
But still, take that picture.
So you get something out of the majority minority too.
I'll be just like all the others picking over her things.
They're like vultures.
Ivo!
Look what I found.
Found?
Yeah, it was by the dumpsters.
The Pajers probably put it there.
Hey, Ivo, just rinse them off well.
But her constant checking whether I'm sorting the recycling right is definitely something I won't miss.
Rybková died.
Pajerová is alive?
Probably.
Damn, I threw a pickle jar into the plastics.
I better go take it out.
Oh, Ivo, you accidentally threw out a dishcloth, so I brought it back.
Where were we?
Marcelka, do we happen to have a hook?
Did you throw glass into the plastics again?
I think she's dead.
Tomáš, you're not doing it for Pajerová, you're doing it for the planet.
Well, you're in a good mood.
You bet.
Štefan sent me the campaign posters as samples.
Party for All?
Well, that's quite a name.
Everyone supports them.
Everyone who matters.
I don't want to get mixed up in politics.
Nobody asked you to.
You'll just play a few concerts in their campaign T-shirt.
They won't win anyway.
They'll win for sure.
They're promising people free shoes.
And you could've had free publicity.
Ivan Mládek practically begged for the photo shoot.
And in the end he was happy they let him rhyme the slogan.
He's still got an extra syllable in there.
He doesn't.
Tomáš, think about it.
You still have a chance to get on a billboard.
Štefan says nobody can attract as many older, lonely female voters as you.
Really, nobody?
Well, the other guys already have Jakub Smolík.
Which others?
It's a party.
They're called The Others.
Tomáš, we can't throw away an opportunity like this.
We can't?
More people will point at me.
But they'll come to concerts.
Marcelka, but...
You reject everything.
I got you on TV, on Celebrities in Swimsuits.
You turned it down.
You could've recorded a commercial for Davidlo, didn't want to either.
You could've been the face of Kunín pharmacy, and nothing.
Do you realize you could've had your own brand of cheese?
Hm?
You won't listen to me at all?
Fine, I'll reconsider the cheese thing, okay?
Jirka Korn already took the cheese.
Well, surely something else will come up.
I'll go find that hook somewhere.
What a dog.
That's Juklíček, back when he still had four legs.
It fits here.
No it definitely doesn't.
You told me yourself to take it.
Yeah, so put it somewhere.
But Mom will sell it.
Don't worry, nobody would buy this painting.
Actually, I'd buy it.
Let's put it under the bed.
Ivo, it's a painting, it needs to hang.
And what do I tell Dad?
That it's yours?
Take it home and tell Mom it's mine.
Ivo, you know I faint when I have to lie.
Ivo, do we have a hook at home?
Please, just leave that bottle there.
You almost had me out, but then the umbrella opened up in there.
What umbrella?
I found it by the dumpsters.
I used it instead of the hook.
So we don't have a hook.
No.
So where were we?
Ivo, let me leave it here, please, just for a few days.
And then what?
Then I'll know how to lie, so I can go home and tell Mom I just borrowed it.
Or I'll give it to some people and say it's just for a few days but it'll be forever.
Is that my case too?
No, just until...
I just said now, so forever.
Actually I've been practicing and I was pretty good.
Okay, show me.
In front of people, I can't do it.
That's really quite useless.
If you left and then came back so I couldn't hear you, then I could.
You're going to say this to your mom?
Ivo, I'll get better, I'll practice.
Ivo, can you imagine what it'll be like when I can do it?
I'll walk onto a plane, say I'm a flight attendant, and fly to Egypt for free.
Or I'll go to the zoo and feed the baby elephants.
And if anyone comes along, I'll say I have permission.
And I'll tell Kropáček you'll beat him up and she'll stop showing off to you.
Saša, I think you're idealizing lying.
When's bro coming with money for beer?
Probably not now.
I don't think he's doing too well.
I saw him rummaging in a dumpster.
Wait, wait.
I hope not on our street.
Right in front of our building.
But that's Lexa's territory.
You go through dumpsters?
Excuse me.
Sorry?
Sounded like it.
We're pooling money for a washing machine.
Everyone has to contribute.
Saša collects mushrooms and Lexa looks for returnable bottles.
He chose it himself.
If he could swim, it could've been coins from the fountain.
Hey, leave our bottles alone.
Bro was at the plastics.
That's weird.
You can't return plastic bottles.
Ah, there he is.
So how much?
Nothing.
I felt awkward, Mr. Pacovský was standing there.
You could've waited for him to leave.
He just stands there all the time.
One hand in the container, the other in his pocket, whistling.
Poor bro.
He's going through dumpsters and now his hand got stuck.
Do you guys have a hook at home?
No.
It's not mine.
No, I lied to you.
Already?
I didn't hear anything.
But you weren't listening properly, I just lied so beautifully.
Okay, I believe you.
Wow, thanks, now Mom won't take it from me.
Yeah, I can see it.
She'll come home, ask what that painting is, dive under the blankets, and put on headphones.
Ivo!
I'll say it out loud now.
Good grief!
Got him, he went down.
Can you pull me out of the dumpster?
My hands got caught on that damn umbrella.
Did you have to yell so loud?
I'll die of embarrassment if anyone saw us.
Sorry for having the audacity to call for help.
That's all I'm good for to you.
Marcelka, aren't you overdoing it?
I am.
I was supposed to be your manager, Tomáš.
Developing your career alongside you.
The only thing you let me do is call community centers and pull you out of the trash.
Marcelka, I'm having a terrible day.
Can we talk about this another time?
Just listen to me.
And I'll leave you alone.
Is it so hard to understand that I want to decide for myself what I'll promote?
That it feels undignified to sell out like this?
Undignified?
Yes.
Because standing with one hand in a dumpster pretending you're leaning on it, that's the height of dignity.
I have a dog too.
His name is Baron and he's a bulldog.
And he can sleep in my bed.
I have boobs and I'm hitting on boys.
And Baron can talk and tells me fairy tales.
And we embroider together.
Even when I can't hear myself, it just comes naturally.
Can you hear yourself?
No!
And when I want, wings grow on my back and I fly over Prague looking down at people.
And when someone is mean to me, I can turn them to stone.
What's wrong?
Did she scare you?
Too bad.
You were talking like you'd eaten some mushrooms.
Hey, look what I found by the dumpsters!
Please, just throw it straight in the trash.
Alright.
Steaks, sweet.
Because of this.
What's that doing here?
Rybková died.
Her too?
What a day.
When's the funeral?
It was today.
Boy, that was quick.
Whatever, I wouldn't have made it to two anyway.
Good God, what a day.
Hey, come on, there's steaks.
My God, are you pregnant?
Why would I be pregnant?
Because you only make steaks when you're in some kind of trouble.
Do you want one or not?
God, what kind of day is this?
Marcela is mad at me, I get stuck in a dumpster, and what else?
There might be cholera in the building.
You're kidding me.
Two old ladies kicked the bucket and they buried one of them crazy fast.
Rybková died.
Her too?
That doesn't matter now.
I want Iva to tell me why we're having steaks.
God, can't we just have steaks sometimes for no reason?
No, it's never for no reason.
Expect me to spill everything over the steak.
Fine, Saša wants to keep a picture at our place.
That's all?
I was expecting something worse.
Good grief!
It's still weird though.
Three old ladies in one day.
How three?
Only Rybková died just now.
Not Rybková, I'm not that lucky.
That harpy will be hitting me with her cane till I die.
Oh, so who then?
Roubalová.
And two more.
Ivuška said so.
Rybková is alive?
Saša got excused from mushroom picking today to go to a funeral.
That's nonsense!
Rybková hit me with her cane less than ten minutes ago.
Yeah, but Saša can't lie.
I'm not lying either.
I have a bruise, look.
Could it be puberty?
Already?
Hi.
About time you showed up.
This wasn't going to work.
What's going on?
Look, everyone's having a rough day today, but that's exactly why we should stick together.
Yeah.
So the blue hatched streets are yours and the red ones are ours.
What is this supposed to be?
Well yeah, we do have more, but we've also been at it longer.
More what?
I don't understand anything.
And I'm not reporting it to anyone either.
But we're buddies, right?
Yeah.
So tell me where they buy plastics.
What are you even talking about?
Bro, Lexa saw you.
My hand got stuck.
Sure, that's what I taught Lexa to say too whenever someone caught him.
I don't go through dumpsters.
Okay, okay.
But you agree on the map.
Oh for God's sake, whatever.
Give me a Becherovka.
Those plastics must really pay off.
Did she say where Iva is?
Why do you want her?
She said I could come watch her do aerobics.
She's not here.
I saw her go inside.
I didn't.
Sis, don't hold me up.
They put a new dumpster on Roháčova street.
She's in the kitchen.
Go to her.
Are you lying?
No.
But she's not there now.
She is.
Sis, cut it out.
I'm not your sister.
No.
I'm your brother.
I'd rather go to Roháčova.
And my name is Linda.
That wasn't bad.
Where were you?
We were reading Pinocchio with Saša.
What are you doing?
Sorting recycling.
Pajerová saw me at the dumpsters and went to check on it.
She found the bottle, the umbrella, and the broom in the plastics.
Broom?
I was trying to get the umbrella out.
With a broom?
Couldn't find anything better.
Now I have to show her properly sorted waste.
Otherwise she won't give me my watch back.
How does she have your watch?
They fell in when Marcelka was pulling my hand out of the dumpster.
Good God, what a day.
If you hadn't thrown that bottle in there...
I know that now too, okay?
Hey, listen, Ivo, did you throw out that sausage dish?
That was Ozzák.
Too bad, it was so nice.
Pajerová is coming to check how I'm sorting.
If you must rummage through trash at home too, at least draw the curtains.
Marcelka, what...
...
What's going on?
The tabloids photographed you at that dumpster.
It's coming out in the papers tomorrow.
Great.
Jesus Christ.
What are we going to do?
Suddenly it's we, huh?
Of course you want to decide everything yourself, but when you're in trouble, you call Marcelka.
Me?
I didn't call you, you came yourself.
Fine, I'll leave then.
Alright, I'm sorry.
Sign this immediately and personally deliver it to the Blesk editorial office.
Sure, sure.
What is it?
A sworn statement that you were pulling a child out of that dumpster.
Oh.
And then?
They'll probably laugh at you.
But we have to try.
I'm going to see Štefan in the meantime.
Maybe he'll think of something better.
Ivuška.
Yeah.
Could you please finish this and sort it for Pajerová?
God.
Damn.
What if she doesn't believe I sorted it myself?
I'll say you did, fine.
Good girl.
I found your watch at my old lady's place!
You bastard!
Oh God, Mr. Pajer, I...
I put up a warning in your shop window to keep your hands off Věra!
And don't try to sue me, I've got a disability card!
Oh God, someone's robbing the shop!
Well good luck to them.
My God!
What happened here?
Don't even ask.
Did you go to Blesk?
I should've just left it like this.
I faxed it to them.
They didn't even reply, did they?
I told you so.
And what about you?
Me?
Tomorrow I'll start calling community centers again.
Whatever you want.
What about Štefan?
He said I'm a fool for caring about you like this.
He won't help?
I can help you.
Fine, what should I do?
Buy swim trunks.
Absolutely not.
Suit yourself.
Maybe those bermuda shorts.
Regular swim trunks.
And the Davidlo commercial is apparently still available.
Not Davidlo.
Who'd hear it on all the major radio stations?
Exactly.
And what about that awful slogan?
Even my name with Vomitan makes you puke?
And what bothers you about the extra syllable?
Marcelka, please.
Fine, Mládek didn't do a great job on that one.
But having your full name in the slogan is advertising.
And we need advertising.
But I'm afraid people will laugh at me.
Well, if you think that's worse than the headline "washed-up singer digs through dumpsters."
Fine then.
You!
Štefan already took care of it.
He outbid those hyenas at Blesk.
Really?
And he also said he respects you after all.
That you weren't afraid to turn him down.
And he's also on different antidepressants now.
I couldn't have survived that kind of embarrassment.
Thank him for me too.
Is that all?
Yeah, thank you too.
Do you know where the other two are?
The ones who also died of cholera.
I only found Rybková.
What cholera, what other two?
Only Rybková died.
Of a heart attack.
Damn.
I sprinkled her grave with pepper.
Oh well.
I'll go sweep it up.
We're here. So, look.
You push.
You turn.
You shake.
How many programs does it have?
All of them.
And it's new.
You're kidding.
Sorry, I forgot.
That works on old ladies.
Well, not on me.
Of course, because you're not old.
For one thing.
And for another, it's electric.
Oh right.
They're all electric, right?
Not Saša's.
Not bad, Lexa.
Thanks, Mom.
They put a new dumpster on Roháčova.
And I found this.
Saša will be thrilled.
I don't know, Mom.
I think she's gone crazy.
Really?
Or she ate some mushrooms.
Saša?
Yeah.
See?
Well, I did worse things during puberty.
Help me take it down.
I mean take it off her.
God, that scared me.
Try putting it over there.
Saša, dear, wake up.
Mommy, please, don't sell it.
Sell it?
Nobody would buy this horror, would they?
This?
My mom hung something like this above my bed when I was little.
Did you have a dog?
No, it was a rabies prevention poster, but the little doggy had exactly the same expression.
I'd keep it.
Strange puberty.
Calm down, run upstairs for a hammer and nails before your brother's arms fall off.
Thanks, Mom.
What about me?
You want a hug too?
Do you know how much work this was?
I carried it on my back.
This is a back?
No.
My back.
Fine, take the bottles then.
At least something.
Bye.
Goodbye.