They grant him ten minutes to leave. Very well, you can stay, but in exactly ten minutes time we shall blow your house up. Altna, who knows nothing about watches or minutes, trembles as she rushes looking for clothes for her children. They go towards a large building, perhaps a church. And here they prepare their flight from Kosovo.
Nothing makes people richer than other people's suffering.
One hundred German marks apiece to get up among the dung and reach Serbia, fifty for the children. Lulzim counts his three adults and his three children. One of the refugees is a young man who was too much in gaol to ever get married. This young man helps Lulzim to find the money and hides the children inside the truck, so the driver does not count them. Lulzim is on the way to Nish.