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a film based on B. Hrabal's novel
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Feeling weak and pale.
Down a pint of ale!
I have something for you.
Look for it!
Cold...
Warmer!
Hot!
With my patent needle threader
I shall never miss the smallest eye!
Good piggie...
Don't be scared, Louie...
you'll make a lovely pair of hams!
Now the heart.
There's sufficient malt,
we even sell it.
The barley is mealy
and five crowns cheaper
than last year.
Mind you economize.
Order is the main thing.
And decency.
Here we leave the malt to mellow.
Well, Doctor.
I can smell pork!
We stocked up well on ice in season.
But this is May,
too warm to stick a pig!
It broke its leg.
As manager you must try your best.
As the board of directors -
we could give you the sack.
Pepper, salt...
Marjoram...
Thyme...
Ginger...
No, this is no cake.
We replaced the boiling sieves.
If our beer's so good,
why not produce more.
Right, we'll boil a lot overnight.
You'll smoke, conserve the meat.
What my wife doesn't eat
goes into the ice-box.
The beer is mellow,
particularly the lager.
I shall deliver it to pubs
with large cold cellars,
so that our beer
wins a good reputation.
Mind you,
our beer always had a good reputation!
Before the new brewer came
all it was good for
was against constipation.
We need two more fermentation tubs
to increase our beer production.
That's enough,
we'll finish in the board-room.
I also propose
increasing the barrel manufacture..
Where were you, Martin.
Stay here and stoke up!
Now the sausages.
Whatever the beer's like,
I insist on order.
And decency!
Leave the coal as it is,
so people can see he can afford it.
You must try harder!
What a fragrance!
Help yourselves!
May I invite the gentlemen
to a pork-feast.
We could finish our meeting tomorrow.
An angel's flown by!
My, I'm fair bloated!
The amount I've put away!
A full plate of soup.
A fairy-tale meal!
Five sausages,
more meat...
and a cold sausage on top.
I bow to your culinary expertise.
A beautiful, relaxed afternoon.
But I have two women in labor
and one with a gall-bladder attack.
You must try harder.
You must do your best!
They're all drones.
I have something for you.
What is it.
Our chest expander
will strengthen you muscles.
You too will be strong as a tiger.
Our chest expander
for the whole family.
I fell asleep with the rosy image
of two steaks for breakfast.
All Francin ever has
is luke-warm coffee
and a slice of dry bread.
Francin's muscles are as magnificent
as the gladiator's
on the chest-expander lid,
but the poor man sees himself
as a skinned rabbit.
What happened.
Peppin.
My brother-in-law, at last!
I was apprenticed as shop-assistant,
dreamt of attending business-school.
Peppin is a cobbler,
but all he ever did was shout.
I sent home money
so he wouldn't come here
and shout the place down.
Who are you woman.
Sister-in-law.
Welcome, brother-in-law!
I've come to stay for two weeks
and you're out flat!
Help yourself!
I've lost my appetite,
been feeling poorly.
They all send their greetings
except for Bochalena,
She's had it for good,
some trickster slipped some gunpowder
into a log,
the old with stoked up her fire
and it blew her up.
How's your wife.
Fancy-free, that's me.
The priest broke his hip-bone,
uncle Zavicak was tiling the church spire
and crashed down,
but straight into the linden-tree,
so nothing happened to him
and the priest ran down to bless him,
missed his footings
and off he went to hospital.
Isn't this something.
I'll mend all your shoes for you.
I'm a professional!
This is the Parisian style,
this here the instep.
This is the heel, see.
If you want to practice cobbling,
you've got to have a diploma.
I'll teach you all I know
in the two weeks I'm staying.
Two weeks.
Two years...
Most likely a life sentence.
I'm making apple strudel!
Your sausages are damn good,
pity I'm feeling so poorly.
I made shoes for a guy
who was "Shoemaker to the Court",
and he delivered his ware...
By bike.
Bullshit.
Had the Emperor seen him on a bike
he'd have taken away...
That bike.
Oh, balls!
The title with the eagle!
As you see, we are highly active.
We have improved the quality
by using first-class raw-materials.
I use my motorcycle
to drive round inns
and gather new contracts.
...his little girl
kept hitting her head
so he padded all the corners
but then he opened the door
with such force
he hit her himself.
SO he padded
his little girl's forehead instead.
Uncle Method read an advert:
Are you bored.
Buy a racoon!
So he ordered one.
Like a kid it was,
had to look into everything,
looked into Uncle's clock
and his three pocket-watches
and they're agonner.
I wrote up these...
But when uncle kissed aunt
the raccoon wanted some too!
We could have them printed,
I'd take them round the inns
on my business trips
by Laurin Klement motorcycle.
Day by day your thirst renew
with our ale we freshly brew.
Who's that yelling.
My brother's on a visit.
Go and tell him
to stop it.
This is our brewery!
Tell him to do his hollering
out in the fields!
...the raccoon got bored,
and mucked up all the bedding.
Uncle Method wrote an advert:
Are you bored.
Buy a raccoon.
Why are you two shouting.
It's not me,
it's somebody inside me.
For mercy's sake, stop.
You endanger my position.
Want me to go back to accounting.
You should be with the police,
you're so clever!
No fear.
Uncle Adolf was a cop,
one day he chase a guy.
The guy jumped out of the window
into a cesspool.
Please continue.
The hop-growers are competitive.
Driving my Laurin Klement cycle
I could interview them personally.
They wouldn't let him
ride in the police car,
he stank to high heave,
he took the suit to the cleaner's...
We shall resume the meeting in half an hour.
Ask the accountant
for a basin of warm water.
You've turned our meeting
into a Charlie Chaplin act
starring Lupino Lane!
...she screamed at him:
You've shit your trousers
so wash them yourself!
What is this muck.
The best glue in the world,
made in Vienna.
Thanks a lot, brother.
Uncle Adolf was unlucky.
One day he got drunk
with a couple of dentists
and they pulled out
each other's front teeth.
Uncle Adolf's too.
How unlucky.
What if they had been
vets who castrate bulls!
So he was lucky.
An insurance clerk
had his son's school-feets to pay.
Soon came complaints,
people weren't getting their sick-pay.
The insurance guy had pocketed it.
So he took his scythe,
drank a bottle of rum
and cut his throat.
These days life is easier.
Husbands and wives
take turns hanging themselves
like the cobbler who thieved at night,
his wife couldn't steal at all,
so he hanged himself for shame.
Gone is all our love
enough to make you weep
nothing left at all
all drowned in the deep...
Depends if it's real passion, though.
One woman has twelve children
and the other nothing -
even were she to bed a brewery chimney.
I'm going to sing!
What will you have for breakfast.
Tea, coffee, milk, or beer.
Rum!
Every woman has a tendency to evil.
God morning.
What were we talking about.
Women.
Woman is the only good
we have in he world.
FASHIONABLE COIFFURES
Come back tomorrow.
We can't have this!
The beer is tepid,
the pipes unwashed,
not to mention the glasses.
We shall not renew the contract.
Look at this beauty!
See this froth.
It isn't froth, but whipped cream!
It isn't cream, it's...
It's not cold enough.
Azure, the color of summer.
Ah, the scent of chamomile
This fountain
and that lady's hair
are the pride of our town.
How dare you.
Not cool enough, I'm telling you.
This is our hotel.
We are the Board of Directors.
Good morning, gentlemen!
Hello, dear.
When will you be home.
I don't know.
Permit me to drink to the beauty of your hair!
To your culinary art!
Dear lady, have one with us!
Your Health!
Good.
But not cold enough.
Goodbye.
We'll make you a lovable creature,
with a golden collar round your neck,
they'll be wild to see you dance...
Just perfect!
My heart is a beehive
abuzz with pretty girls...
What can I do.
Nothing.
Wait till I run out of gas.
I've brought you something.
Look for it!
Cold...
Beautiful...
What is it for.
Put the light out.
Now Peppin can scream blue murder.
These sparks give new joy, new life.
This purple ozone
will take away your longing
to do in public
the things other people
hardly dare think about.
Well, here I am!
Shut the door!
This is good for your nerves.
We shall do it every day.
We shall do it every night.
Nifty!
Like a peep-show on sexual hygiene!
I bet you are hungry.
My boss had a daughter, Mary
A belly like a chamber-pot,
bust like Maria Theresa.
One night they said to me:
You're sleeping here.
Come morning Mary touched me
and put those tits on my chest
and I jumped up
and split my head open
on the stove.
The family jumped off their beds
happy there'd be a wedding.
I wouldn't have it,
pretended to be weak in the chest.
She married a guy called Jetrutka.
A drunkard he was,
every time he sneezed
he got Mary pregnant.
Right foot forwards,
shoulders back.
This is the barrel.
Beer barrel.
You're soft in the head.
If you said that to the Captain
he'd hit you with his sword.
Attention!
For offending the greatest army -
the Austrian!
What are you yelling about now.
We're playing at soldiers.
Meaning drill.
play at what you like,
but not here.
Where are we to play.
On top of the chimney for all I care.
But quietly!
The chimney.
Frayed nerves he has.
Should splash his private parts with warm water.
After you.
The chimney, he said.
This would make a great command-post!
Or outlook tower.
Bullshit!
That's for civilians,
a command post's for soldiers.
Intelligent beauty though you are,
if the Captain heard you
he'd hit you with his sword and shout:
I'll hack your cock off!
But he wouldn't hack my cock off,
he liked me,
I carried his sword.
I was his best soldier.
ls it true that in the army
you grazed goats.
Who said that.
The tobacconist.
He was a Captain in the war
and watched you through binoculars.
Tobacconists couldn't be Captains,
the Emperor wouldn't have it
A wounded soldier became a tobacconist,
but a tobacconist couldn't become a Captain.
Forwards, men!
Are you dizzy.
Horribly dizzy!
In the name of the law,
climb down.
After you.
I'll go down inside, as drill.
Are you bored.
Buy a raccoon.
You deserve a spanking.
On my bare bottom.
On your bare bottom.
It must have been wonderful up there.
Yes, it was dangerous,
what's dangerous is great.
Austrian soldier triumphs again.
ls that your brother, the shouter.
That's me.
What's his trade.
Cobbler and brewery worker.
Give him a job.
For shouters work is the best antidote.
The operation is over.
Drive off!
We are a voluntary fire brigade,
not an American comedy
with Lupino Lane.
We shall send you the bill!
It must have been wonderful up there!
His nerves are damned frayed...
The music will revive your vital organism.
When I did this with Miss Asta,
the dragoons screamed for more brandy!
My foot!
We must call the Doctor.
What a disaster.
What have you been up to now.
If she doesn't stay in bed
she'll be on crutches for life,
in a wheelchair.
Can you forgive me.
You were sent to me by heaven.
What else does in the fodder.
Crush the potatoes with bran.
I must take your temperature,
you coughed last night.
38.6 - that's a fever.
A cold compress, so your lungs
don't get stuck to your pleura.
That could mean pneumonia.
Now he can hope
to have me in a wheelchair.
He'd be the happiest of husbands.
Now he has me where he wants me,
immobile and helpless.
Do you have a minute.
Of course, you're an invalid
Go down to the cellar
and turn the pieces of meat
curing in the brine.
You know I have a horror of meat.
You'd have me in a wheelchair,
remember I'm an invalid.
I'll go at once, my love.
Ugh, garlic.
I have something for you.
What.
Shut your eyes!
Yes.
Are they shut.
You won't peep.
No.
Now.
It's beautiful!
Like it.
Yes.
Who bought it for you.
Francin.
And who is that.
You.
And who am I.
I am your...
My hubbie.
What more could I wish for.
I feel fine,
my wife's an invalid
and brother Peppin has stopped shouting.
Who says I'm losing my voice.
Are the canals clean.
Peppin will go and clean them,
there he can bellow as he likes,
but not in German,
all our board-members are patriots.
Why not be happy
if God gives us health...
Miss Pauline stood up
but they would hardly have kissed
had the good lady
not given them a push.
Martin felt the electric shock
of the girl's breasts against his chest.
Well, Here I am.
We're overjoyed.
Old Bochalena had a vision
that a horse with burning mane
flew over our town.
She said: this means war.
And war it was.
And last year
the child Jesus flew
above the town square.
You see little Lolan grazed his sheep
and an aeroplane flew past,
dragging a rope
which twisted round Lolan's foot
and Lolan, pretty child that he was,
platinum hair and all,
was up there in the sky
and then got caught
in that old linden tree by the church
and as he fell he asked:
Where is my flock.
The women begged him to bless them...
Her mother went into the kitchen
to allow the young people
a tender farewell.
Excuse me, a cold.
These night-time confinements.
I shall listen to your lungs.
Breathe deeply.
Those who drink, die.
But who drinks our lager won't
want to die!
A common cold, that's all.
Three pills a day.
God bless.
My husband bought me
a therapeutic fulguration apparatus.
There's a cathode pipe for colds,
eucalyptus oil, fragrant pine-wood...
I'd sure like to see
this box of tricks!
I shall place the ozone inhaler
in your nose,
but you must lie down.
Do you feel the neon rays.
How poetic.
Ozone - the scent of summer storms.
Blue is your color, mine too.
Yes, and fragrant pinewood.
What are you doing.
Where is this oil
with the pine-wood fragrance.
Damn you woman,
should be diluted 1:10!
Can you forgive me.
Were I not the brewery chairman,
I would wish to be the manager.
It was a poetic afternoon.
As rehabilitation
I recommend cycling.
New times are here.
Everything is short,
I've cropped my stallion's tail.
You've cut it!
And I trimmed my mustache.
Beautiful!
This invention
shortens distances between people.
ln a year or two this invention
will be in very family.
People will listen to the news
not only from Prague,
even from Brno
or - not wanting to exaggerate -
from as far as Paris!
Shorten them!
Great, we'll shorten everything!
Time, distance.
We'll make short work of it
We'll cut it all short -
it's shearing time!
I'm afraid this apparatus
will not bring people happiness.
What we mustn't cut short
is our common sense.
Lucky somebody's got some!
Mustn't cut people's rights though!
Don't talk that way,
or they'll give you the sack!
They can't - 'cause of our organization.
We hereby cut ourselves off
from old Austria.
You have a motor-cycle
of Czech make,
now we bought a Czech truck
Horses belong to the past.
This truck replaces two pairs of horses
and will speed up deliveries.
Our horses will be off to the slaughter-house.
Our truck will shorten the distance
to village inns.
Like a death in the family.
Take three days off.
Cut it off!
Like this.
No!
I want it short,
like Josephine Baker's
No!
Now some proposals
for further improvements.
Gentlemen!
We shall shorten the distance
to the cellars.
We are shortening the working-day.
And cutting your pay accordingly.
Now.
You're a magician!
I feel so light!
They've cut off the tails
of three dogs!
She's shorten her hair!
And cut her skirt!
A woman's bare knee
is a Temple of the Holy Ghost.
The brewery is prospering, but...
It costs a lot of money.
These newfangled improvements.
Any goulash going.
Mind we don't replace you!
My wife complained
you didn't recognize her.
Good afternoon.
Where is your hair.
Here.
My tires don't need pumping.
The pump works.
I bought this pump
at Runka's Store.
Now we'll begin a new life.
Yes.
I think we'll give you
another chance.
I have something for you.
Look for it!
Cold...
Warmer...
Hot!
Here - I'm carrying
a budding author for you!
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