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He still wants to be a sailor?
Sailor, sure...
He wanted to go round the world.
He's a glue sniffer!
He was going off to his island
with a captain...
Come.
Look.
Isn't that a nice room?
What more does he want?
You know what that's for?
To play music.
So he can fall asleep.
He couldn't hear
what went on next door.
Look.
I put them up.
Don't touch!
I'd have ripped out my own eyes
before I sold his!
Tell me your name again?
Omar.
Omar, do you sniff that sh*t?
Ali, too?
No, he never sniffed.
Liar!
Does he smell as bad as you?
Ali stinks like that?
It's foul!
He smells of dead meat?
Give me a cigarette.
Money's in the ashtray.
Yes, there.
Now get out! Fast!
What's wrong?
Wait for me!
Boubker, you didn't miss anything.
If that's a mother,
it's better not to have one.
Maybe with Ali she was sweet.
Sweet?
My ass!
And when you told her
Ali was dead?
She doesn't give a damn.
My uncle would have buried me...
screw your uncle!
Screw his mother, too!
If she doesn't care about her son,
we'll bury him.
Yeah, we'll bury him!
He had a shitty life...
But he won't be buried like sh*t.
Right, Omar?
Shut up, you sniffers!
Stop it! We gotta find money.
Yes, money!
Tons of money!
You hear, Ali?
Like a prince!
Yes, like a prince!
The whole town
will talk of Ali Zaoua.
You bury him...
That takes balls!
Rosa, go in!
You OK?
I'm OK.
Get on board.
Yesterday, you said
"Where's the cabin-boy?"
What's a cabin-boy?
A young sailor,
like your pal Ali.
Ali?
Where's he gone?
Why?
I haven't seen him in 3 days.
You know him?
You gave him this?
Why have you got it?
Were you taking him
to his island?
You're the captain?
Where did you get
that compass?
Where is he?
Why's he vanished?
Louder!
Louder!
We don't have enough.
At least, we're trying!
And you?
Sh*t! Where'd you get that?
Look, Omar!
Let me have it!
I swear, I won't lose it!
Please, Kwita!
You'll help me bury him?
Yes, I'll even read the prayer.
Like a real priest!
You sold your ass again!
A soccer game!
Goal!
"Go, Raja, go!
Let your pride show!"
Like a prince!
She's my sweetheart.
She's sweet.
She saw me on TV.
We're going to get married.
And have a house
all of our own...
Life...
Is a pile of sh*t!
Come play! Come play, I said!
You killed him!
With that stone!
Move on!
Don't hang around here.
It's forbidden!
Go play elsewhere.
I want a uniform.
You want to enlist?
You're too young.
I don't want to enlist.
I want a uniform.
Think you're at the market?
I'll pay you.
Pay me?
What's it for?
For a friend.
Why doesn't he come?
He can't.
He's handicapped?
No.
Come back tomorrow.
Omar...
Why did Dib do that to me?
I did nothing to him.
Think it hurt me?
I swear it didn't hurt.
I just wanted to puke.
But Kwita's money...
I'd hidden it in my mouth.
I know how to keep money.
What will he say now?
What can he say?
I've found a stretcher.
What are you up to?
Watching movies.
What?
We can't starve to bury him.
It was my money!
Here.
Keep it!
I'm an idiot to give my money
to a baby.
You, beat it to your uncle's!
You're going to beat it!
I saw you run away
when Dib came!
If I'd done what you did
they'd have all raped him.
What?
Boubker,
it happened to us all!
Then, they leave you alone.
Kwita can tell you.
They f***ed his ass so much
he could get pregnant!
Ali too?
No, Ali was tough.
Is that why Kwita
followed him like a dog?
I'll bury him alone.
I don't need a snotty kid and a bum.
Don't fight!
Don't fight!
You f***er!
Why'd you come back?
Where are you?
You have the same smile as Ali.
You know,
when I used to walk by with Ali,
kids insulted us.
We pretended not to hear.
Ali was ashamed.
But he said nothing.
I could have told them
what their fathers do with me.
But I wouldn't tell kids about that.
You kids are so cruel!
Omar...
You're his friend, right?
Tell him to stop hanging around.
I had his tape-player fixed,
now it's even louder.
Tell him, Omar.
Tell him.
Shall we go to the fair?
I sold everything and paid him back.
Right, Kwita?
Guys, don't you smell anything?
Soap.
No, it stinks.
I smell nothing.
Where were you?
At the bath-house.
with hot water.
What?
Is it true Ali
could pull cars with his teeth?
I don't know.
He told me that.
Then it's true.
You ever see him do it?
No. But if he told you he could...
Then it's true?
How would I know?
But you think it's true?
I don't know, I told you.
If you had to choose,
you'd say it was true or not?
I'd say it's true.
Me too!
What are you doing?
Don't be a fool.
We're twins.
Like the two towers.
like you said.
But they hide.
How will I manage, then?
Where is he?
Where is he?
We were going to bury him.
We weren't going to leave him there.
Tell him!
We just need to find a cemetery.
I've already got the stretcher.
Stand up.
Not so loud!
Not so loud!
Pack of dogs! I'm fed up!
Leave me alone!
Look at Kwita!
So I'm a bum?
He'll see what this bum does!
Where you going?
I've got things to do.
That's Kwita's watch!
It's Ali's!
Even the sweater he wears is Ali's.
Go tell him!
You'll pay me for it!
Nuredin, you OK?
My name isn't Nuredin.
Don't start whining!
You don't like my stretcher?
Yes, but it lacks something.
Shitty nails!
They're like thumbtacks!
Try again.
Why do you do all that?
Without you, we wouldn't
have come to live in the port.
Ali wouldn't be dead.
He must have told you of me.
What did you talk about?
The sea,
and the fish that live in it.
And his island.
With two suns?
As if one sun wasn't hot enough!
Is it true,
there are no islands in the sky?
What can I do?
I want to do something.
Go get nails,
we'll need more.
He'll spend everything!
Liar!
We paid you back your money!
My money?
Not even half of it!
Get big nails!
First, it wasn't our fault.
He wanted out of Dib's gang.
Mrs. Zaoua!
What is it?
This is for you.
It was Ali's.
They'd insulted you.
He's dead.
But we're going to bury him.
Like a prince.
What are you saying?
It's not true!
Like a prince.
It's not true!
Let go!
Let go of me! Go away!
To hell with her!
She's a whore!
You're a whore, too!
Get the f*** out of here!
I'm going back!
What are you doing there?
That's where the glue is!
I need nails.
Not those, big ones!
12 dirhams.
No money, no nails!
But I need them!
Beat it, or I'll belt you!
Get your ass over here!
Where you going?
I need nails.
You won't find any there.
Then, where?
I'll show you.
Khalid, is it true?
I swear it!
Big ones, huh?
You pick them.
Your nails are a long way away!
We're almost there.
Did that stone
really kill Ali?
You don't die because of a stone.
We're burying him.
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