Ajami

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:: sadelanwar

sadelanwar@yahoo.com

[Arabic] I know I can feel

what is about to happen

Thanks.

Bring me some toilet paper.

I'm not your servant.

Get it yourself.

Don't I always help you?

Get it!

Get it yourself!

You dare talk to me like that?

Your car is a wreck.

I brought it from your brother.

Put the tire on.

I can't.

Go to your mother.

Nur.

-Yes.

I need your help.

Give this towel to Grandpa.

Give it to Nasri.

Nasri.

Yes.

Slowly. Be carful.

Yes.

Close your eyes, Grandpa.

Studies come before marriage.

First a diploma, then the wedding.

Okay?

Yes.

Yihyah!

Yihyah! Yihyah!

Yihyah, wake up!

Hold your sister!

I felt something bad

would happen.

But I didn't know what.

I didn't know that it would happen

to my neighbour Yihyah.

Hurry up!

He was a good boy

who didn't harm anyone.

He was killed for nothing.

He was killed because of us.

The whole thing started

in my uncle's cafe...

when a Bedouin came demanding

"protection" money.

My uncle shot him

without thinking.

He didn't know that he

belonged to the Abul-Zen clan.

one of the strongest families

in the south.

They burned his house and cafe

and tried to kill him.

After a while

my uncle got tired of hiding.

They hurt him badly,

but failed to kill him.

That's why they came to us.

They meant to kill my big brother,

but shot Yihyah by mistake.

He didn't do anything.

I soon realized

we were also in danger.

and the worest time

in my life began.

My mother wanted us

to leave Jaffa and hide.

That same day,

my sister left to Jerusalem.

I left the next morning.

I didn't know what would happen to us,

or when I would return.

But I was more worried

about my brother.

who refused to leave home.

My brother says that fear

is the biggest disgrace.

and the only cowards run away.

- A j a m i -

sub by:
:: sadelanwar

Wow!

Stop here.

Hello.

- Hi.

Where's Khamis's place?

-There.

Thanks.

- First Chapter -

Khamis.

Khamis.

-Dahmash slum, Lod-

Yes, guys. -Hi.

-Hello.

I came about "the matter".

Who is it?

-"Pepper".

You got the money?

-Yes.

Where are you?

Take it.

Come on, bro.

It's counted, don't worry.

Get up.

A taxi driver like you

drives by...

A kid yells:
"Stop! Stop!"

"Okay, Get in."

The kid opens the door

and boom! slams it...

"You f***er! Easy on the door!"

The kid says:
"If my parents

were a lion and lioness...

I would have been a lion cub."

"And if they were two b*tches?"

"Then I'd be a taxi driver."

-Ajami neighbourhood, Jaffa-

Hi, Anan.

-What's up?

Hi, Anan.

-Let's go.

I can't.

Let's go!

I can't.

-We're not going far.

I can't. I'm carrying a "thing".

Carrying a "thing"?!

Are you stupid?

Leave it inside and come!

Don't be afraid.

Abu Elias will help you.

He resolves conflicts.

He's powerful.

Everybody respects him.

Why are you tense?

-He's afraid to leave the house.

Your're safe with me.

No one can touch you.

I'll wait here.

-Okay.

Come, Omar.

-I'm smoking a cigarette.

Wait here. I'll call you.

Bon appetite.

Hello.

-Hello.

You want a table?

-No, I'm waiting for a friend.

Something to drink?

Something hot or cold?

Nothing?

Omar, come on.

You can go now.

Hello.

Hello. Please, sit.

Samih was your father?

The carpenter?

May he rest in peace.

How can I help you?

There was a big mess

in Ramleh...

I heard about it.

My uncle shot a kid

from the Zen family.

Abul-Zen, yes.

And later he was shot...

-Yes.

Now they tried to kill me

and shot my neighbour.

A 15 years old kid.

They thought it was me.

How is your uncle?

-He's badly injured.

Really?

And the Bedouin?

He's paralyzed.

Who's the "Elder" of your family?

My Grandfather.

But he's half paralyzed.

Besides him?

-Me.

How old are you?

-19

That's why I'm here.

Maybe you can help me.

Listen,

you should be carful,

until I find a solution.

What's going to happen?

-Don't leave the house.

Give me 2 days,

and I'll see what I can do.

Okay?

Omar? Omar?

Hi, Grandpa.

Where have you been?

You killed your mother

with worry.

Come here.

Come here.

Where were you?

I went...

-Where were you?

Where were you?

You're a big man now?

Tell me, where?

Calm down.

-Where were you?

I almost died.

I almost died.

You want to die?

Stop it, mom.

-You want to die?

I almost died.

Please, mom.

Calm down.

Everything is okay, Mom.

That's his house.

The green door.

Who is it?

Hello.

Hi.

-Hello.

Is Abu Elias here?

-He'll be here. Come in.

He told us to come.

He'll be here soon.

If he ... then ...

He went out for 5 minutes.

Something to drink?

Hot? Cold?

Actually. I need the restroom.

Right here.

- Thank you.

We came to ask for your hand.

-No!

I spoke with my mother.

-You can't.

I can't take it anymore.

I can't...

You can't do that!

He'll be here soon.

Respect me and don't this.

We're here already.

-You didn't tell me you're coming.

This is not right.

I'm kidding.

Come, sit by me.

-No. -Come on.

Something to drink?

-No, thanks...

Nothing?...

Cola, something cold?

Hello.

-Hello.

How are you, Omar?

-Hello.

Nice House.

-Yes?

So, Omar, How are you?

Praise God...

-Anan spoke to you?

He said it's okay,

and I should come see you.

Yes' I'll tell you.

Make us coffee.

I talked to some friends of mine.

and they agreed to cover you.

your trustee is Hajj Krayem,

on of the "heaviest"...

He's covering you,

so now you're safe.

Your children can return home.

-For sure?

Absolutely.

You hear, Mom?

-We paid for a "peace request",

as a down payment.

Why?

For a 3 days cease fire.

We have a 3 days to reach

an agreement.

Bear in mind that

it will cost a lot of money.

It will be expensive.

How will we pay?

God the Almighty will help.

Praise God, but you know we're...

-God will help.

Let's hope they agree to reconcile.

We'll settle the amount

and move on from there.

Let me.

Go finish your homework.

If I need you. I'll call.

Thank you very much.

Can't someone tell them that.

-No.

They want to kill.

It's not my children's fault.

It's his uncle.

They don't care.

It's the same family.

Not just him, they want to kill

the entire family.

Money is the only solution.

Did you talk to your uncle?

He is in hospital,

detained by the police.

Anyway he's broke.

He got nothing but debts.

What can I do?

I'm like Yihyah.

Without money or power...

you're nothing.

No one would care if you die.

It's a jungle.

The strong eats the weak.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here,

you ass?

I came an hour ago.

-Who brought you?

I came.

-Who brought you?

-Bedouin village, south of Israel-

Welcome.

Please consider, Judge...

-Go ahead.

The uncle was working in his cafe,

One of the Abul-Zen family

showed up.

carrying a gun,

and shooting in the air.

It was a question of shooting

or being shot.

God wanted us to shoot first.

We don't deny shooting.

It was self defense.

Why should we attack him?

Why?

Why should we attack him?

Was it greed?

By God, we're not greedy.

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