Ajami Page #2
He shot us and abandoned us,
forcing us to defend our pride.
-May God protect you.
Is this someone to shoot?!
A child?!
Shooting the uncle wasn't enough.
They wanted Omar too.
Omar sold his car to his neighbour.
They came looking for Omar.
As the neighbour was fixing the tire
they shot and killed him.
It is your call, Judge.
-May God protect you.
Yes, Abu Muhammad.
-It's not true.
They can't prove I ever killed
anyone. I'm innocent.
They are the attackers.
-Right!
I wanted to solve it peacfully,
but he disappeared.
May God protect you!
I ask refuge from the devil.
In the name of God.
Say a prayer for the Prophet!
the first 3 days
are 3,000 Dinars.
Did you write?
-Yes.
Add 37 days
multiplied by 500 Dinars.
The man who lost his manhood,
can't bear children or work...
Yes.
-Owed to Abul-Zen family.
Reduce one third
as a courtesy to the judge.
Now to the man
who was shot in the legs.
Also in the belly.
-Okay.
Is your injury
permenant or temporary?
By the fear of God,
Permenant.
Then it's a "half dead".
Did you write? -Yes.
Reduce one third. What's left?
-33,000 Dinars.
Subtract one from the other.
What's left? -47,000.
For God. reduce 7,000 Dinars.
That's not enough for God.
Judge, you can't do this!
You have no right.
You have no right.
I am supposed to decide.
Judge! Judge!
Judge! leave it 47,000,
and that's enough!
My man is paralyzed.
Give God 5,000.
leaves us with 42,000.
Yes.
-Okay.
We desire your generosity.
For my loved ones.
from this corner to the other...
May God protect you.
What's left? 38,000.
-38,000.
Enough. Trust God.
-Drink coffee.
Drink your coffee.
Shake hands.
God protect you.
Congratulations, Abu Muhammad.
God protect you.
-God protect you.
Forgive him!
I forgive you, son.
-How much is left?
He'll agree to reduce it to 35,000.
(57,000$).
Greetings.
Greetings.
I promise you
we'll get the money.
Even if I have to work 24/7
without sleep.
You have to trust me.
You're not a little kid anymore
If we are strong,
no one can hurt us.
It only depends on us.
Son of a b*tch.
Go ahead!
Shoot!
Shoot at the ground.
That's it. Enough.
We're leaving Jaffa.
We're moving out in 10 days.
No one has to know.
Do you know
who we're dealing with?!
These are serious people.
They'll find us anywhere.
How?
-They'll find us, Mom.
Wherever we go in this country,
they'll find us.
Omar, you know how much
in 10 days
we have to leave.
After the 45th day,
the price will be 114,000 $.
And they'll be after us.
Running away?!
It will ruin us.
Hide it.
-People pay like a**holes.
Hello.
How are you?
How much?
-Fill it up with 95.
Is everything okay?
Hello.
We have a Gas Credit Charger.
We're selling at half price.
-We're selling gas.
Who?
-My brother and Shata.
Thank you very much.
Press the gas and the clutch.
Quick. so no one can sees you.
God damn!
(670$).
What's so great?!
Not worth the risk.
What can we do?
Sell.
-Sell what?
Drugs.
Who'll let you sell drugs?!
Are you stupid? Who?
I need money,
and you're saving "no"...
Get money, how?
How?
You always manage, right?
-I manage 1000, 500...
connect me to the guy.
I'll do it.
What guy?!
I'll sell. No problem.
-F*** off.
What's the problem?!
To sell stuff?!
To sell drugs
you need connections.
People have to know
you're selling
Sell to the wrong guy,
and he'll rat you ou.
And you'll go straight to jail.
And in jail.
You'll wiped out easily.
Plenty of hit men in jail.
It's not a path we can take.
I have no choice.
Leave town! Leave town!
-I won't. -Why?
If you stay
you have no chance.
You have 20 days.
Mom.
Mom.
-Yes. dear.
Where is Omar?
Why?
happened to him.
Did you see anything?
-No.
Dreamt anything?
-No, I didn't.
He's fine, I'm sure.
Why are you so worried?
You're are too big for all these fears.
Stop worrying.
I can't sleep.
Come, dear.
Call him.
I'll call him.
Allah is He besides Whom there is no god,
the Everliving, the Self-subsisting by Whom all subsist;
slumber does not overtake Him nor sleep;
whatever is in the heavens
and whatever is in the earth is His;
ho is he that can intercede with Him but by His permission?
He knows what is before them and what is behind them,
and they cannot comprehend anything out of
His knowledge except what He pleases,
the heavens and the earth,
and the preservation of them both tires Him not,
and He is the Most High, the Great.
-Second chapter-
Nablus, Palestinian Territories.
Is everyone here?
Is everyone here?
Who's missing?
Can we go?
Everyone's here.
-Can we go?
"God we ask you to guard and
protect us in this journey"
Okay, guys...
Come on!
Quickly, quickly!
May God protect you.
Take it with you.
Bye.
[Hebrew]
Pops, show me your ID.
I have a driver's license.
This is me. check it.
-Get out of the car.
What for?
-Get out for a second.
May I have it back?
-No. -Thanks. Thanks.
-Entrance to Israel-
Don't they have
work for me?
If they need anyone,
I'll recommend you.
They pay well?
-Yes, They do.
How much?
-They ... I don't...
God will help.
-Is it boiling?
Say "Praise God" and take a bite.
-Praise God!
The lemon can wipe out
the worst germs.
By the time we get to Tel Aviv...
It'll make you die of hunger.
No. I inhaled some juice.
Open the window, bro.
Dear God Almighty!
-See that circle on top?
Planes land on it.
They come falling on you
from the sky.
Goodbye.
-Take care.
Goodbye. Take care.
Goodbye. Take care.
What's up, Omar?
-What's up, bro?
How are you?
How did you get here?
-In the van. It was tough today.
How are you?
-Praise God, fine.
How's your mother?
-Better, much better now.
Where's Anan?
-Welcome. -Hello.
Thank God you've returned.
How are you?
-Much better.
How's your mother?
-I'm okay because she is.
Praise God.
Come. Come.
Anything to drink?
-Thank you.
Omar, I haven't seen Benji.
Binj?
Yes, Benj.
He didn't come to work.
He got into trouble.
Trouble?
-His brother got into trouble...
with the police.
-Why?
Malek!
Hurry, hurry!
The police are here.
Congratulations!
Happy Birthday!
Congratulations.
Congratulations.
Come. sit down.
Sit by me, come.
I didn't forget your birthday.
A week later,
but we'll celebrate today.
Surprised?
-Sure he's surprised.
Of course.
This is my gift.
And that's my daughter's.
What a surprise!
-Put the movie on.
Look who it is.
Anan is filming.
and we're entering.
May God give you health.
-Hello.
How's Malek?
-Good, praise the Lord.
We're taking care of him.
-Don't worry...
She looks ill.
-What? -She looks ill.
No, she is all right.
-To my dear son Malek.
Congratulations
for your 16th birthday.
May you live to 120.
I want to tell you that I miss you,
and want to see you.
I send you warm regards,
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