5 Broken Cameras Page #3

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I'm used to filming.

I haven't done it for a while.

Because I was in jail

and now I'm under house arrest.

It's been a month now.

I've got nothing to do here,

so I film.

Nature gives me new vitality.

I know I have a purpose in life.

The price may be high

but the path I've chosen

is the one meant for me.

It's my destiny.

After a while, I'm back in Bil'in.

My case is closed.

They claim they lost the evidence

I'm happy to see that people

continue to meet at the outpost.

Through our lawsuit

against the barrier,

we,ve discovered a lot about the land

on the other side of the barrier.

We found out that

all the construction was illegal.

We have a warrant

to stop construction

and prohibit occupation

of the new buildings.

I'm off to the demostration.

But, Emad, It's a holy day.

No, not today!

Haven't you had enough problems?

Don't go!

I want us to be together.

It's a holy day

There's no demostration.

Enough with the filming!

I have to go on filming.

All I can hear is

Phil's voice in my other ear.

Your camera's busted.

My third camera

may have saved my life.

The bullet is lodged in it,

as a remainder of life's fragility.

The third camera sustained

from winter 2007 to winter 2008

During this time, it was shot

and repaired twice.

I wanna see it.

- Where you going?

- To the snow.

I have to find the inner strength

to keep on doing

all the good things we like to do.

Daba, get up!

Time passes.

People keep demostrating

on Fridays.

But the barrier wends it's way

to other villages.

People feel that nothing will stop

the occupation from its course.

So I decide to do something

to boost morale.

Screening my footage

allows the villagers

to gain some distance

from those events.

I think it contributes

to the solidarity among us.

It encourages them

to get more villages

to start protesting.

By 2008, many new villages,

alla across the West Banck

adopt the Bil'in struggle

as a model for a new

kind of resistance.

The Israeli government

fears that the protest

will become a third Intifada.

The army is under pressure.

Someone is shot dead in Nil'in,

a nearby village.

So we all go to show our support.

In the middle of the chaos in

Nil'in,

they take Daba

and shoot him in the leg.

The soldiers use a lots of gas

and live ammunition.

Snipers surround the village.

We have children here!

From Nil'in to Bil'in!

We're one with Bil'in!

From Bil'in to Beiruth!

An 11 -year- old boy

is killed in Nil'in.

Snipers shot him near his home.

Immediatly after the funeral,

a 17 -year- old boy is also killed.

Clinging to nonviolent ideals

isn't easy...

when dead is alla around.

These images

bring back old memories.

Memories I'd rather keep

from my children.

Danger is creeping closer.

I'm thinking about my children.

I want to protect them.

But the occupation

always catches you off guard.

They have to become tough men.

Phil is the only one

who's still optimistic.

He's like his nickname,

"the elephant"

Strong and thick-skinned.

But he's a gentle man.

He seems so sure

that things will work out.

That's when we get good news.

We're reinforced

by the Israeli court decision

to dismantle a section

of the barrier.

A year after that moment of joy,

There is no physical evidence

of the court's decision.

I've been waiting for 4 hours.

I don't know where I am.

So much land has been destroyed.

I feel dizzy.

Two o'clock in Bil'in!

We're all in rebellion.

Then the truck I'm driving

crashes into the barrier.

These are the last images

recorded by my fourth camera.

The fourth camera operated

all of 2008.

I could die but no one realizes it.

I can't help feeling

that I crashed

because of the barrier.

But crashing into it

probably saved my life.

Then the soldiers have to take me

to an Isreali hospital.

Take him to a hospital in Israel

On one hand

I know it's a God's decision.

On the other, if I had been taken to

an average Palestinian hospital,

I probably wouldn't have survived.

Much of my body is severely

injured.

I lose consciousness for 20 days.

When I wake up

in the Tel Aviv hospital,

Israel is beginning

its massive attack on Gaza

of late 2008

My recovery is just a drop

in that sea of violence.

Two months later, I go home

without much of a welcome.

People are in mourning for Gaza.

Daddy!

What's up, Gibreel?

The doctor say I can never

do physical work again.

I'm not an Isreali citizen,

so I have huge hospital bills.

I have to find funding

to continue my treatment.

The Palestinian Authority

doesn't consider my accident

to be resistance-related.

If you don't fit

the resistance image,

you're on your own.

Lots of people use symbols

for political profit

Whether it's a symbol of Bil'in

or a symbol of a Palestinian state.

Bil'in is attracting

more politicians of all stripes.

I film Adeeb onserving them

from behing.

I'm sure he doesn't like it.

I'd rather be with the real people.

Will you get back

some of your land now?

No, none of it.

There's no way?

They've built buildings on it.

- There are no olive trees left?

- They're all gone.

If they move the wall back

just one yard,

we'll have succeeded.

We've been waiting here

for a change for 4 years.

We want to see them retreat!

New settlres are allowed

to move into the buildings,

on the land we lost,

with the permission

of the Isreali court.

Get the furniture here fast.

Hang the mezuzah

to stablish ownership

I meet Phil, watching the

World Cup

with the kids at the outpost.

He still dreams about

fixing the world.

But dreming can be dangerous.

Gibreel is 4 years old now,

so is Bil'in's resistance.

The only protection

I can offer him

is allowing him to see everything

with his own eyes,

just how vulnerable life is.

Soldier!

Don't shoot!

Go back home!

If you kill anyone

you'll be responsible!

Back then, I didn't realize

that death was hovering over us.

Officer, you shot an Israeli girl!

it only became clear to me...

when Phil was killed

Stop shooting!

At night, Daba hangs posters

of his martyred brother.

The entire village is in shock.

Maybe it's just the kids

who were Phil's friends

like my kids

who still can't digest it.

They kiss him goodbye

but it will take weeks

for hate and anger

to rise from within

When someone dies,

the anger is so overwhelming

that people's feelings erupt

and they're ready to die.

Where's your heart?

Your commander has no heart!

Why are you doing this?

I wanna die!

Like that!

Let me have it!

I wanna die!

This is our land!

Daddy...

Why don't you kill the soldiers

with a knife?

Because they'd shoot me.

Will there be any left?

There will be.

Why do you want to hurt them?

Because they shot my Phil

Why did they shoot Phil?

What did he do to them?

We all lose our childhood

at some point.

Like Daba lost his childlike grin.

But while we erase

every piece of our childhood,

it's the angers that remains.

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