Dancing Arabs

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The kid's on the roof again?

What a cheapskate.

Eyad, a bit to the right.

- Now?

- And now?

- Shitty TV! Only gets Israel.

- It must be the weather.

Abu Nidal, don't be so cheap!

I show four new movies every day.

- Tell him, a bit to the left.

- A bit to the left.

And now...?

It's good! Stop!

The mighty Syrian army is ready for war

They're probably flying to Lebanon.

God willing, they won't come back.

Mom!

- Dad!

- What happened?

Eyad fell!

Oh God!

- Is he alright?

- Eyad, my dear.

- Can you hear me?

- When will you give up on that antenna, Salah?

When he wakes up,

we'll get a new color TV and cable, too.

Just wake up, son.

- Can you hear me?

- Wake up.

- Hello, Wajdi.

- Hello, Samir. Do you know the answer?

It's Baghdad.

Correct answer, Samir!

You win a Parker pen...

- Good picture, right?

- Very nice.

- Can I say something?

- Sure!

Blessings to Salah on his son's recovery.

- Hear that, Eyad?

- A thousand blessings. Bye.

I welcome Abu Nidal,

who's finally subscribed to my cable channel.

Salah, you're late.

No sour cream. Eyad, run to the store!

- Hello. Good morning.

- Good morning.

100 cartons of sour cream at 340 shekels each,

and 10 kilos of yellow cheese

at 7,500 shekels a kilo. How much?

122,500.

122,500. Thank you, Eyad.

- You trust a little kid?

- Wow! You make 73% profit on the cheese?

What?

Let's keep that between us, OK?

He's not just any kid, he's a genius.

What took you so long?

- Did you get the sour cream?

- Yes.

Bye.

- I'm coming.

- Let's go!

- Hurry up!

- Alright, I'm coming.

Give me a hand.

- You said that Dad was the best in school?

- Yes, he was.

- So why and how did he become a fruit picker?

- Why and how?

Why? Because of the State.

And how?

Because your father got involved in politics.

It ruined his life.

May Allah forgive your father.

This is Palestine.

That's the real name of this country,

not Israel.

ISRAEL:

So the second wave of Jews

drained the swamps and...

Sorry, I just need five minutes.

- Go ahead, sir.

- Listen to me.

We have a very important guest from America.

His name is Ya'akov Newman. Please.

- Greetings!

- Greetings!

I belong to a group called Children for Peace.

Shut up, all of you.

You'll never be anything

but street cleaners and fruit pickers.

We believe that peace should start with you,

the Arabs living inside of Israel.

We believe in children making bridges.

The Jews are coming to visit us next week,

so tell your parents to get ready.

We don't want to be embarrassed.

You hear me, morons?

As the Israeli army invades Lebanon,

the Israeli Minister of Defense,

Ariel Sharon, stated that

a 40 km security zone

will be enforced inside Lebanon...

Why aren't you in bed?

I can't sleep. What are you doing?

We're preparing tor the demonstration tomorrow

against the war in Lebanon.

Can I come with you?

No.

But you can help us.

Hello, sir.

- How are you?

- Fine.

Here. Draw our flag.

And don't do the colors the wrong way round.

Black on top, green at the bottom.

OK.

God, please protect my son,

his children and all children.

Protect the Palestinian kids in Lebanon.

Now pay attention, dear.

Careful, dear. Slowly.

There you go.

- See the blue suitcase?

- Yes.

Sit down.

You're a big boy now

and the only one I trust. OK?

OK.

When I die,

your aunts will come to wash my body.

Take the key from the sewing kit

and tell them:

My grandma asked to be wrapped

in the shrouds she bought in Mecca.

The shrouds are in the blue suitcase.

Understand? Eyad...

What's wrong?

Eyad, run to the store.

Your father's late for the demonstration.

I'll miss you, dear.

Go get your father sour cream,

cheese and white Jewish bread.

And this is the last time

you sleep in Grandma's bed. Come.

At the end of the third day of the war,

Israeli forces are near Damour,

a PLO stronghold in Lebanon.

They've had to face hundreds of terrorists

- in positions around the town...

- God protect you, Arafat.

as well as in refugee camps

in Tyre and Sidon...

SALAH BARHUM, RESIDENT OF TIRA

The police arrested 20 protestors,

who will appear in court tonight.

In today's vote in the Knesset,

only the Communist Party opposed the war

Fahima, I'm really sorry but Salah was arrested.

Eight other people as well.

We got him a good lawyer.

- They didn't do anything, but the police...

- It's all because of your stupidity.

He's not a child. He has kids to raise.

I really am sorry.

Don't worry,

I'm sure they'll be released tonight. You see?

Everything's fine, I told you.

Welcome back.

Hello.

What did they do to you, son?

Did they do anything?

- Did they beat you?

- No, they didn't.

- You're alright?

- Yes, thank God.

- Praise God, praise God.

- Praise God.

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you,

peace be upon you all...

Stop that!

And you're our genius.

- Want to play cards?

- No, I don't like cards.

Do you have an Atari?

- Mom, I brought my Jew.

- Okay, dear. Go play on the roof.

- Want to play Sharon and Arafat?

- No, I don't feel like it.

- You can be Sharon.

- Leave me alone.

What does it say?

"Three students were arrested in Jerusalem

in connection with planting a bomb

at a bus station in the city.

One of the suspects is Salah Barhum,

an Israeli Arab.

- It's about some terrorist.

- It's my Dad.

- What?

- My Dad's a terrorist.

- Your Dad's a...

- Terrorist. Welcome.

Eyad, come down. Food's ready.

Come. Let's go eat.

Why aren't you eating? It's delicious. Try it.

Why won't he eat?

If the Jewish boy goes home hungry,

Principal Jamal will kill you.

What? It that jerk touches you, just tell me.

I'll show him.

Try the chicken.

- No, I don't feel well. I want to go home.

- Why? It's good.

HEBREW LESSON:

What is Dad's job?

- My dad's a builder.

- Good.

- My dad's a fruit picker.

- Good.

Mechanic.

- What?

- Mechanic.

- My dad's...

- ...a mechanic.

My dad's a terrorist.

Stand up and repeat after me:

- My dad's a fruit picker.

- My dad's a terrorist.

- Fruit picker.

- Terrorist.

- Fruit picker.

- Terrorist.

Put out your hands.

My dad's a fruit picker!

- My dad's a terrorist.

- My dad's a fruit picker!

- My dad's a terrorist.

- Fruit picker!

Moron!

My dad's a terrorist.

Sit down!

You'll be just like your father:

nothing but a fruit picker.

My dear Eyad...

I love you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Like I said already, your son is gifted.

- Greetings.

- Greetings to you.

My advice? Send him to a better school.

Send him where? To the Jews?

They'll never accept an Arab kid.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen

and welcome to our daily show.

Today we have a surprise for you, viewers.

A few days ago, Principal Jamal suggested

that instead of short, easy riddles,

we should have a real quiz show,

like on Israeli radio. Welcome Principal Jamal!

- Dear viewers.

- Hello.

I asked myself how can I...

- That government agent was in your class, right?

- He was in everyone's class.

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