Divines Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
- 105 min
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Paradise lies at the feet of your mother.
Sh*t!
What if we wake her up?
Ring the bell, who cares?
-Are you mental?
-She won't hear otherwise!
Yeah?
Is Rebecca in?
Rebecca, for you.
What?
Can we talk alone? Please.
Wait for me.
Spit it out.
We want to work for you.
You think I'm the Job Centre?
Piss off!
With me, your dope would be safe.
Come in.
From Samir?
You robbed him?
No, he left it lying around.
You robbed him to get a job with me?
Does he know it was you?
Nice.
You got clitoris... Good!
Come tomorrow.
I'll give you something to do.
Go, "Sh*t, my mum!"
Sh*t, my...
Make it tighter.
They're hitting themselves.
The star's here!
-What's the excuse this time?
-I got held up at work.
Djigui, your work is here!
It's the security dog.
You don't have time to change.
-It won't be easy like this.
-You want easy, go home.
-Maybe you're not up to it.
-I wouldn't like that!
-What did you say?
-I don't have time to talk.
Not up to it?
I'm gonna burn up your audition!
Burn it up?
He's bigheaded!
Wanker!
That's not what I want.
Do my moves.
Okay?
It's an audition. You're not in yet.
We've been coming for three weeks.
And what's going on?
I'm leading you
towards something different.
What I see there isn't...
Stop!
Did I go to dance school
to study ballet?
Did I ever tell you that I had?
I danced in the street!
I didn't have someone
sitting at a piano to teach me.
This stuff we're doing isn't even organic!
Can't you see?
Why's he making such a fuss?
Just do the moves!
"I'm from a tough estate..."
Yeah, right!
The problem with you
is that you're afraid.
-Afraid?
-Yes.
-Afraid to come here?
-Yes.
No, I'm not afraid.
I'm not scared of this.
Then stop talking and just do it!
Go on!
If I were the choreographer,
I'd twat him.
"If you don't like it, piss off!"
Longer.
Stretch out your arm.
Longer.
Like that, but more stretched out.
Now that he's let himself go,
it's more fluid.
He was as jerky as a lawnmower!
Sh*t...
He was taught a f***ing lesson there!
I'm gonna teach him a lesson too.
-The first to spit on him...
-You're mental!
What's wrong?
-You chicken?
-No.
-I can see it in your eyes.
-No way.
-Then spit with me.
-Go on, then.
-Not even close!
-Your turn.
Yeah, got him!
-Watch this.
-No, that's enough.
Djigui, what are you doing?
Who are you spitting at?
Is that you doing that? You f***er!
-Go, go!
-Wait there!
Come back.
I'm gonna kill you!
Come back here!
Djigui!
Sh*t!
Come here!
I'm gonna f*** you up!
Oh, sh*t!
Djigui, come down!
Stop it, Djigui!
Stay there!
Djigui, don't be stupid!
He was right. You're scared.
-No, Djigui!
-Ciao.
Djigui, it's not worth it!
Stay there!
Don't go any further!
Go on, faster!
Go back!
Stop it, this is stupid!
Are you shaking?
Help!
Call security!
Don't move!
I'm slipping!
Give me your hand.
Get your feet on that.
Now get your other foot on the bar.
Push up with your foot!
Don't look down, look at me.
Look into my eyes
and push up on the bar.
Okay.
You can't fall now.
What's the bastard doing here?
Leave her alone, she's my girl.
I have to pay you back for that dope?
Of course you do.
I thought we were like brothers.
Cash is my only brother.
-Cash is your only brother?
-That's right.
Your shopping.
You've hired all the local losers!
Thanks.
Twenty? I get more from shoplifting!
-Thanks, later.
-Twenty!
-What's your problem?
-Dounia!
Come back.
Can you ride a scooter?
Of course.
Outta the way!
Move, move! You're in my way!
It's not me getting in your way!
You can't accelerate
and brake at the same time.
This is what you're like...
So you're a mechanic now?
I'd forgotten that you were
Maimouna the Mechanic!
Sorry!
-I see it!
Go on!
-Can't you do a single circuit?
-You're doing my head in!
Hold the handlebars right.
I'm okay, don't touch me!
It's all your fault.
-Why did you say you could?
-Because I can!
-Yeah?
-Yeah!
See you!
Yeah, see what you made me do?
Where are you going?
I'm late. I'll be in trouble.
You can't just leave me!
It won't even start now!
Whose fault is that?
I've done it!
Why keep trying?
You'll never get the hang of it!
I do better when you're not here!
About time! I could get raped here!
"Eleven o'clock, on the dot."
Yeah, okay.
My foot!
That way.
Over here.
Here.
Quiet!
It's to keep the jinns away.
I can feel them around us.
They hide everywhere.
In rats, dogs, snakes...
They don't like being disturbed.
A jinn.
A jinn.
What you talking about?
It's got into you.
Shut up!
The jinns don't like the full moon.
It makes them mad.
Doesn't it look like a face?
It's God watching us.
Like he's got nothing better to do!
Insha'Allah.
He could tell my dad everything.
Don't worry.
We're dust in the cosmos.
To him, we're microbes.
But when you're God,
you have to watch over your children.
It's written.
Yeah, but he hasn't acknowledged us.
Yes, he has.
He talks to me all the time.
When?
In my dreams.
Don't you have weird dreams?
Mine are always the same.
I dream that I'm falling.
I try hard to wake up...
but I can't.
I just keep falling.
The further I fall, the more it burns.
In the end,
I'm no longer in pain or afraid.
I just want to crash so it'll end.
But it never does.
What about me?
-Here.
-Thanks.
I put everything in the cellar.
Keep them.
You're in charge of the petrol now.
Where do you and your mum live?
The Roma camp, with my aunt.
By the A3 motorway?
So I can find you there?
I'm putting you and Maimouna
in action.
You'll take Samir's patch.
Use this.
If there's any problem,
destroy the SIM card.
It's got fake names,
my number and Samir's.
But don't call me. I'll call you.
Here.
A present.
No way, it's an iPhone 6 Plus!
See you tomorrow.
Why're you spoiling her?
And so...
-Which ones?
-Supras, they're essential.
I'll get Supras,
I'll get Gazelles,
I'll get Reeboks...
I'm gonna get
the two Adidas there...
That's for sure.
Navy blue and grey.
Maybe some Reeboks, just for home.
Let's go and eat
at the supermarket.
-It's the monkey.
-Our pal!
Where are you going?
Why are you stopping us
from coming in?
You're not coming in.
I saved your life
and this is how you thank me?
Okay... Noted.
Djigui...
Where's your tutu?
-And your tights?
-Don't touch me!
My little ballerina!
Cut it out!
What's going on?
Are you flirting?
You're not coming in, cockroaches!
-I need tampons.
-Clear off!
No arguing!
What's going on here?
Are you working or on the pull?
Piss off, you little sluts!
Dance back to your estate!
One, two, three...
Maimouna, every 15 minutes,
you walk all the way around
to see if there's a patrol coming.
Drug squad are always
a blue Ford Focus,
or a Peugeot 308.
Keep your eyes peeled.
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