Ali Zaoua, prince de la rue Page #3
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Didn't I tell you?
What? You're crazy!
Why not?
He has a right
to be buried like anyone.
You're burying him?
Like a prince!
You said
we were going to get nails!
Dib's got lots!
You'll see...
Liar!
I don't want to go back to Dib's!
Don't be afraid. If anyone
touches you, I'll kill him.
Look! It's Omar!
He's waiting for us.
You coming?
Look who's here!
My friend Boubker!
Our friend!
Welcome among the great!
You, you're a bum!
You stink!
Sit down.
Know who I am?
A prince, like Ali.
My friend Ali
tells me secrets!
And gives me gifts
like a chick.
You bum!
Don't touch my watch!
Leave him alone!
Omar, you know how it works?
You never know nothing, you bum!
Look.
You take it
and stick it way up your ass,
and when you walk,
it goes tick-tock!
Good, you learn fast.
You know his mother?
No. Do you?
Yes, she's a whore.
Why didn't you tell anyone?
I'll go get those nails.
- Remember me?
- You came yesterday.
You got the uniform?
Impossible! There are rules.
You promised!
I didn't promise.
I said I'd see!
I've got the money.
You said to come back.
I tried to find your uniform,
but couldn't.
You want me to go to jail?
You gave your word!
I didn't give you a thing.
Yes, you promised!
You really did!
Liar!
You son of a b*tch! You f***er!
You know him?
He's a pal.
Your pal's a f***er?
You still here?
Not going to run away
like last time?
Let go of me!
Boubker and Omar
say you want to bury Ali.
Didn't you know?
They're back with us.
It's not true!
Hey, Kwita!
We saw Ali's watch!
It's fabulous!
Dib can't read the time.
He said
"Go get Kwita.
"He'll know how."
Stop being an idiot, come back!
Dib's waiting for you.
I've got things to do.
"I've got things to do!"
You like them?
"A lot."
- Where will you put them?
- "In a vase."
OK, but where?
"In my bedroom, to perfume it."
"Where do you live?"
And you?
A long way, that way.
"And you?"
A long way, too.
The other way.
"You have a house?"
Of course.
I don't live off anyone's back!
And I'll have an occupation,
like Ali.
He wanted to be a sailor.
I need to find my calling.
Wait!
You still have my necklace?
"Yes, I wear it at night,
when I go out with my girlfriends."
Wait!
I'm no coward, huh?
I'll bury him.
Then I'll come back!
Eat, so you grow big and strong.
Like Dib.
You see, Boubker...
Dib said:
"No one wanted to kill Ali."
We liked him a lot,
even if he was bossy.
Why did you leave?
You should've stayed in the gang.
Look!
He threw the stone!
You saw how Dib dealt with him?
Coming back into the fold?
Careful, the man's coming back!
Through with your belly dance?
Hi, sweetheart!
We're not coming back!
We're not, Dib!
We're going to bury him.
Tell him, we're going to bury him!
Don't play cute!
That's where we'll bury him!
The body, tomorrow!
Life...
Is a pile of sh*t!
They're there!
They're there!
The cellar!
Where are they?
They bother me day and night!
Get rid of that vermin!
Sh*t! Ali!
Hamid!
Did you hide him?
I thought I could count on you.
It's not our fault.
It's because of Dib's gang.
You put him on your ice?
Hamid...
We want to bury him.
We really want to!
Look.
We've got the shroud.
We've even found the hole.
The hole?
To dump the cabin-boy in?
You have the compass?
Put it down.
The stars...
are in the sea.
It's his boat!
Do the two suns
set at the same time?
You can sleep in the cabin.
All three of you.
Boubker, come up!
There's no more Boubker!
Go away!
What are you doing?
Here I go!
Don't be an idiot!
I want to die!
What for?
So you won't forget me.
Like in the bus, with Dib.
You didn't even ask
what he did to me.
Today, I didn't forget you.
I went to Dib's.
You went for Ali.
Ali is all that matters.
I'm going to die too!
Stop dreaming.
Why can't I be a prince,
like Ali?
You're too little.
You have lots of time
to become a prince.
Come up, now.
Why should I?
I have no family, nobody.
And your uncle?
Aicha, the witch!
She's squatting there!
My uncle,
wouldn't have left me there!
Your uncle would have beaten you!
See, you make fun of me!
You don't even
want us to sleep together!
You always say:
"We're not faggots!"
I was just kidding!
I'm not kidding!
Enough of your bullshit.
It's freezing, here.
Can I sleep with you?
Yeah...
Gently...
Watch out,
he'll f*** you in the ass!
I'm sure he can see us...
He's proud of us.
Maybe he had a shitty life...
But he won't be buried
like a piece of sh*t!
Yeah!
Maybe he's suffering, screaming,
and we can't hear him.
You stupid?
Why would he scream?
Dunno...
With all the dumb things he did.
You've done even more...
I didn't eat during Ramadan.
You used to f*** cats.
One day I'll make up for it...
Maybe he has a wife.
Sure! In heaven,
you get anything you want!
When I'm dead,
I'll have lots of money!
I bet he's on a yacht,
sailing the ocean.
He's caught in a storm
and can't sail on!
The waves are as high as walls!
Know what Ali Zaoua does?
Tell me...
He dives...
He takes the rope between his teeth
and swims like crazy.
And Aicha the witch
comes out of the water,
Yes.
Know what Ali Zaoua does?
What?
He opens his jaws
and fights her.
Ali Zaoua...
"steel jaws!"
He's hurt,
In the morning,
he takes his boat
back to the island.
It's hot, on the island.
Sure, there's two suns!
A pretty woman is waiting for him
and they have a great marriage.
They eat a ton of candies!
Then he puts into her stomach
a little Ali!
Her hair's in pigtails
and she's sweet.
Ali Zaoua...
The prince of the island.
The rain will wash away our kitchen.
Don't worry.
An angel
can't really die.
Hamid!
The wind started to blow.
The boat was carried off
by the waves.
Facing him,
the sun lit a piece of the earth.
From behind a cloud
another sun came out
that lit up the whole island.
if the two suns
set at the same time.
Nuredin, you OK?
Don't worry,
we won't trash your junk.
Where's the woman who...
Who made you cry?
Tell us, "Winston"?
Then you'll beat it?
Swear!
I swear.
She has gone to the fair.
She's nuts!
You f***ers!
Stop!
I've got it, Omar!
Who's she?
Here!
Give me a coin!
Life...
Is a pile of sh*t...
He wanted to know...
if the two suns...
set at the same time.
Tell me, Ali,
what do you want to be later?
A sailor.
Really? Why a sailor?
Because I love the sea.
Why else?
That's what I want to do.
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