As I Open My Eyes
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TUNIS, SUMMER 2010
Shall we go?
What's up?
Nothing, I'm bored...
Shall we go?
Farah!
Aloulou.
Take care.
I'd better go...
Stay a bit longer.
Farah.
Where were you?
I was going to the police!
What time is this? Why didn't you call?
Where were you?
Mom, I'm sorry...
Look, it wasn't my fault.
The car broke down.
The tire had to be changed.
Shut up.
I'm going to bed.
Tomorrow's your A-level results.
I swear I didn't mean to...
Didn't mean to? You could've called!
- No battery...
- You didn't reply!
Battery? You get a taxi home!
Who... What were you doing?
- Please, Mom...
- No! Leave me alone!
Why are you doing this to me?
Stop! I won't listen to you anymore!
I'm studying... architecture!
And you?
Cool! A banker and an architect!
I make the plans and you... pay up!
About me?
My hair?
Blonde... with green eyes.
Wake up!
Farah!
What?
I called for the results.
You passed with distinction!
Really?
Yes! Well done! Get up!
They'll all be here soon.
- First gig tomorrow...
- Will we get beer?
Yes, four on the house.
I'll have Farah's three!
This is her first beer!
A round of applause!
Joujma!
From now on it's for real.
Thanks for the gig.
I'll be singing!
What do you sing?
I don't sing.
I breathe,
I'm born,
I live!
I...
During the day, I suffocate, I sob...
dead.
When night falls... at dusk,
I come here, I meet my friend
and I start to come down,
the noose loosens and my voice is freed,
from deep inside.
You know in another life, in another time,
I was a bird!
I used to sing.
I've been watching you for a while.
Only watching.
Not for... No!
Just watching.
- All right, Jghal?
- Yeah...
She sings too.
Get the lute.
Get the lute!
Music?
He's a good bloke, that guy.
Let's get the party going!
When I see this world of closed doors
In inebriation, I close my eyes
And every time a girl appears to me
Sometimes she seems to be the same
But then she is another
In my mind her image is moving
An eye in blossom and another wilting
Blue skies
Turn green in the light
Blacks, hazels, in anger,
shining, smiling
As I open my eyes,
I see those deprived
Of work, of food and a life
outside their neighborhood
Despised, aggrieved,
up to their eyes in problems
They breathe
through the soles of their feet
As I open my eyes,
I see those retreating to exile
Crossing the ocean's immensity
on a pilgrimage to death
With the country's troubles
people lose their minds
Looking for new troubles,
different from those they know
As I open my eyes,
I see people who are extinguished
Trapped in their sweat,
their tears are salty
Their blood has been stolen
On their heads
Castles are being built
You are beautiful!
Have some roast meat. It's good.
You must miss home cooking.
Hayet cooks me meals each week.
You have to heat them up.
Why are you staying in Gafsa?
Ask for a transfer to Tunis
to be near your wife and daughter.
- I forgot the harissa!
- It's okay, I'll get it.
- This is delicious.
- Bon apptit.
Hayet, get him some bread.
He has bread, Mom.
Have some yourself then.
Mahmoud, your daughter needs you.
Studying medicine is very hard.
Medicine?
Is this why you had us come to Gabs?
You know what she wants to do.
Not with those marks.
You did what you wanted.
That's different!
And why is that?
Thank God, he sent you Mahmoud.
Still no request for a transfer?
My position hasn't changed.
And if you join the Party?
Everyone is joining.
I'm not everyone.
We were young and idealists.
We've grown up. That's enough.
Anyway, things are not good in Gafsa.
There's tension.
Do you want me back home?
Farah needs her dad.
I miss you too.
Was that your bed?
I hope I'll have your dreams.
I'll remind you of them.
Night, guys...
- What?
- Good night!
You're drunk. I'll come too.
Even if you pay me, I'm not going home.
Madam...
I wish you a pleasant evening.
Have a good night.
Someone's there.
- No.
- I heard a noise.
It must be a cat.
- Come on.
- A cat!
Can I sleep at yours?
I have to go home.
My mom told the cleaning lady to watch me.
As promised, a present...
I wonder what it is...
Beer?
Here.
- Before drinking you have to...
- Cheers!
You know that!
Yuck!
It's revolting.
- Share one?
- No.
To each her cigarette.
You got a lighter?
"The husband's fires,
embraced and blazing."
Bohrne, of course.
- Bohrne's the best.
- Go on. Tell me all.
If you only knew...
Did he touch you?
Really?
- Are you ashamed?
- Why?
Did he touch you all over?
Articulate. Have you lost your tongue?
His name's Khalouda.
Khalouda? Khaled.
- That's his nickname...
- A nickname, already? Wow.
I told him my name's Senda.
Why? Ahlem's a pretty name.
I'm not telling him my name's Ahlem.
Are you drunk?
Who is this?
IT'S MONCEF.
I'LL COME ROUND THIS AFTERNOON.
Farah. Your mom's back.
You smell of beer. Get up.
You're back early. You okay?
I forgot something.
Are you all right?
How are Grandma Hamida and Dad?
Your grandma was moaning
because you weren't there.
Your dad misses you.
What are you doing today?
Rehearsing all day then I'll come home
and change for the gig.
Can you pick me up?
Can't I come tonight?
You wouldn't like it.
Okay.
But I want to meet your friends later.
Okay.
Go and get ready then.
And don't forget...
we have to hand in
your form for university tomorrow.
It's ready. It's on my desk. Take it.
Good.
From boredom, nothing survives
Sober or inebriated
Your head explodes from torpidity
Neither remedy nor incense
have any effect
Wherever you go
you're up against the wall
You find yourself
turning, turning, turning
From boredom, nothing survives
sober or inebriated
You're overflowing with bad luck
Every night, every day
And should you rejoice
the sky falls in on you
You get up, flee
and you're turning, turning
Keep going.
Take it from the top.
Ska, focus.
Bohrne, why take it from the top?
We need the end.
The end's not sorted.
Why do the whole thing?
There's an issue, find a solution.
What do you want me to change?
- That's your job.
- Really.
You're the singer. Adapt.
He can't change for you.
I've already tried and I can't.
The part's wrong.
Bohrne has to change it.
But the gig's tonight.
You want to play it tonight?
No, man, we'll carry on doing covers.
Are you crazy? All this work to do covers.
Farah's right.
We need a week to finish it.
We'll never do it.
Farah, that's enough.
What now? What did I say wrong?
What?
Aren't you afraid of anything?
I'm afraid of Ins.
- We said not at rehearsals.
- No one's here.
Make up your mind.
No one must know,
not in front of the others.
- And I want a kiss.
- And you want a kiss?
Pest.
You don't know what you want.
See? You're fearless.
Come over here.
We were supposed to practice
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