- Karolina: What ever you were told when you were kids, you can forget about it. They said that childhood is the best part of your life... Kids are inarticulate brats who think they can gain a status in society by pulling your hair, pranking, screaming, scheming... You try being locked with them for 10 years in kindergarten or, I don't know, a classroom. Or even better... Thanks!... When they say: Oh, Karolina, just study and you will find yourself a good job with those good grades. Everyone knows that the first cousin of mom's aunt will get the job. Or when they say: "Karolina, you high schoolers are all pretty." A common toad was ugly when it was young, as well. But this is the apex: when they say: "Karolina, you should have told your sympathy in high school that you liked him, because he would have surely said yes to you!" Yeah, right, he was certainly just too shy! Not only would he not reply, but he would say that you are dumb, lame and unusable, and that he already has another girl, in front of everybody, without pardon!
- Jasna: Good morning, Karolina.
- Karolina: Hi, Jasna. Here is my paper about Miroslav Krleza. I just wanted to ask...
- Jasna: Wait, wait, wait a minute! I didn't herd sheep with you!
- Karolina: Well, technically, you couldn't have, anyway, because I never herded sheep. Anyway, is there an archive in the library where I can find the sources, because for the last week I had trouble...
- Jasna: Wait, wait a minute! First of all, it's Mrs. Zivojinovic to you, not Jasna! A little respect, well informed child. Is that clear?
- Karolina: All is clear!
- Sladana: Karolina, did you complete that paper? I simply admire you, to write about such a dry topic. About Mark Twain, a writer from the 15th century...
- Karolina: Sladana, he is not from the 15th century...
- Sladana: It doesn't matter, only the best can write about that. Shall we go to the caffe afterwards?
- Karolina: I don't know.
- Sladana: Of course we will!
- Professor: Dear Karolina and Sladana. It is my own pleasure to introduce to you a neighbor I know from Belgrade. This is Nikola. He was transferred to our school this year, and I hope you will accept him as a good friend. Well, see you later in class.
- Nikola: Hi!
- Sladana: Hi! I'm Sladana.
- Nikola: Sladana? Nice to meet you, I'm Nikola.
- Karolina: Hi, I'm Karolina.
- Nikola: Nice to meet you.
- Sladana: Will you sit down with us?
- Nikola: OK.
- Sladana: Subotica is a much smaller town, I don't know how you will get use to it.
- Nikola: I don't know. I'm from Belgrade. This is a smaller town, but there are many people around here.
- Sladana: Well, it depends what *kind* of people...
- [places a notebook with a "Love in the Afternoon" cover over her face]
- Danish director: Come on, people, enough talking! I don't need the American smiles, Hollywood smiles, it needs to be natural! OK? We're shooting in a second, so be ready!
- Assistant: The Sun is setting, so we need to start filming fast...
- Danish director: I don't care about that! It needs to be Dogme 95. That's the only thing I'm focused on. OK?
- Nikola: Excuse me, do you see that girl over there?
- Assistant: [Looks at Karolina standing at the end of the row] The one standing from the side?
- Nikola: Yes. Let's make her special.
- Danish director: Nice. How do you say "Nice" in Serbian?
- Nikola: "To the balls!"
- Danish director: To the balls!
- Nikola: Good day to you all. I want to thank you all for being here to listen to my lecture about cinematic techniques. First, let me introduce myself. I've waited a bit to get born. Some have rushed to be born, while I didn't, I have postponed my birth until the modern technologies, such as mobile phones, were invented. Thus, it is much easier for me to speak these days, with the Internet, because I probably would have been forced to go to a library to find books for my literature, to prepare myself for this lecture.
- Sladana: He is so sympathetic, that Nikola.
- Karolina: Yeah, he is interesting.
- Sladana: Isn't he super funny? He is super funny. Yesterday, when he was talking, he told it in such a funny way...
- Karolina: ...He is not as funny as much as you are infatuated with him.
- Sladana: Oh, hush!
- Nikola: I heard you donate blood?
- Karolina: Yes, I donate blood so that my misery can spread across the whole world.
- Nikola: Oh, come on... I think that you are, in reality, spreading your humor across the world. In one report, someone even said he donated blood due to midlife crisis.
- Karolina: I already outgrew my midlife crisis when I was 6. Because I was half grown back then, so I was in a middle-height crisis...
- Nikola: So you were much smaller than others?
- Karolina: Yeah, but in puberty I became taller, so...
- Karolina: [Rings the bell of the apartment speakers] Hey, it's Karolina. Sladana asked me to check if you slipped on a soap and died.
- Nikola: Good gosh, no! My mobile phone just just expired its coupon. Wait for me, I'll be there right now.
- Therapist: All right! Today we are going to talk about the therapy. We have an American among us, so I am going to talk in fluent English! And I hope he is going to say something about himself. So, yeah...
- American: [Raises his head] What? Is it my turn now...? Oh yeah... Anyway, I wanted to come here to find out who I really am before I die.
- Bully: [American is throwing a tennis ball off a wall] Hey, you throw like a girl!
- American: Well then, date me!
- Karolina: Sladana, were you in the theatre?
- Sladana: You mean the fake cinema? Yes.
- Nikola: We were there.
- Sladana: But I didn't like it.
- Nikola: We didn't like it, it was awful.
- Karolina: Your assignment was to bring me those brochures from the theatre.
- Sladana: Oh, yeah... I forgot. It was for that seminar of yours right? So sorry.
- Nikola: She is sorry...
- Sladana: I'm sorry for forgetting it.
- Nikola: She forgot.
- Sladana: This is so terrible.
- Nikola: Terrible...
- Sladana: I'm so sorry for it! I hate myself!
- Nikola: I hate you, too...
- Sladana: [Awkward pause] What? What are you talking about? How can you say you hate me...? You...!
- American: Yes, let us all be friends. And let's make a photo of this coolness. And this awesomeness...
- [Takes his mobile phone and aims it at Bully and Aleksandar who pose and wait for the photo]
- American: [Looks at them posing] Oh no, wait, you thought I was making a...? No, I was making a selfie!
- Bully: What? What the heck...?
- American: You thought...? No, selfie!
- American: You know, I think I found a solution to my problem. Your life.
- Karolina: My Life?
- American: Yes.
- Karolina: My life is meaningless.
- American: That's just, like, your opinion, Dude. Because you take something that is depressive about life and turn it into something that is funny. And that is special. And that's it, I guess. Well... All the greatest things that happen to us... *If* they ever happen to us... Will be things we never hoped for, or something we never even expected, at all.
- Nikola: So where should we go, what do you suggest?
- Sladana: We can go to that museum with those Werewolves. You know, with those hairy ones, with giant claws! They just stand there like this!
- Nikola: Werewolves...?
- Sladana: Yeah!
- Nikola: In a museum?
- Sladana: Yeah, you know! Well... Eh... They stand there. Eh... These Werewolves. Ah, gosh, you know, those with a lot of hair on them.
- Nikola: Werewolves in a museum... Werewolves... You mean... Neanderthals?
- Sladana: Yes! Those!
- Karolina: Nikola... I think it is time for us to meet each other again. Properly.
- Nikola: Cool. Hi, I'm Nikola.
- Karolina: I'm Karolina... And I like... the Oceans.
- Nikola: And I like nature.
- Karolina: I like guys who are... who are 5'10 ft tall.
- Nikola: Hm... I like girls who have black hair...
- Karolina: Black? You mean brown hair?
- [Holds the tip of her hair in her hand. Nikola looks at the hair]
- Nikola: OK, brown hair... And who have a sense of humor. Hm...
- Karolina: A sense of humor?
- [Waives her hair and hits Nikola in the face with it]
- Karolina: Hm... I like guys who are nice and who live on the Nikola Tesla Street... 27A.
- Nikola: And I like girls who scratch their hair. Throw their backpack. And then kiss me.
- Karolina: What?
- Nikola: And then kiss me.
- [She leans forward and kisses him]
- Karolina: Will you be my boyfriend?
- Nikola: Of course I will.