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school janitor.

It's been a long time since I'm

caretaker of the school.

You know this woman?

She was in Kfar Ryat.

I am a school janitor.

Bess! That's all.

I am looking for someone

who knew her.

Someone who could

tell me about her.

This is my mother.

This is the woman who sings.

Number 72.

It was she who murdered the

militia leader

of the christian right.

They made her pay dearly.

Very, very dearly.

Fifteen years.

They used to call her the

woman who sings

because she sang all the time.

Han, you are sure it's her?

I spent 13 years as a watchman.

Have you ever spent 13 years

overseeing someone?

They did everything

to make her break.

In the end, she was

still standing,

She looked ...

Ah! Never seen anything like it.

She never broke.

It was exasperating.

And then they sent Abu Tarek.

Who's that?

Abu Tarek...

You know, sometimes it's better

not to know everything.

Sir, I live with it anyway.

Continue.

Abu Tarek...

Abu Tarek was a investigation

specialist.

He raped her repeatedly

to break her before being

released.

To stop her from singing.

Eventually she became pregnant.

It was like that.

I'll never forget it.

Number 72 pregnant by Abu Tarek.

They waited ...

for her to give birth in prison

then they let her go.

The child?

Did you see the child?

There was a doctor who came

sometimes.

I think he's crazy.

Others say he has a restaurant

in Tel Aviv ...

That's bullshit.

He went mad and died.

His nurse, I know her.

She lives in Daresh.

In Daresh?

Listen, Simon, I'm calling you!

I'm calling you, no, shut up, OK?

Shut your mouth!

Mom, she was in prison.

Simon, mom, she ...

Mom, she was raped.

Our brother, she had him in prison.

I need you here.

THE WOMAN THAT SINGS

This, Simon, are notary Amyott

contracts

from 1868 to 1892.

His son took over, douard,

until 1925.

All the contracts are hand-written.

My grandfather, Charles,

my father, Henry.

And me.

Yeah, well, it stops there

because as you know,

I am the last of the Lebel.

I'll show you the

will of a man ...

... which took several lives.

His heirs have discovered

he had three wives, all

at the same time.

One here, one in Miami,

and another in Honduras,

where he did business.

No, no ...he not longer has

three children in the file there, no

There are eight.

That is sport, my man.

Look. Hum!

Death is never the

end of a story.

There are still traces.

If you want to find

your brother,

you'll have to go back into

your mother's past.

Jean, I'm going to fetch my

sister, that's all.

I'll take care of that.

Two, three small matters

to take care,

then it will take no time.

Well, get your business ready

we should go in ...

My passport ...

"We"? Don't you worry that

you already done enough already

Exactly, this is not the

time to let you down.

Make a man out of you, Simon.

I know that you need me.

We'll get it, then come back.

I promise.

Then, promise, Mr. Marwan,

a notary is on the order

of the sacred.

Sing now.

Gently, gently.

He is coming out.

We can see the head.

Push, push.

Go, girl.

The first came out.

Rest now ...

I'm proud of you.

Get ready for the second.

Stop.

Stop.

What are you doing?

You are going to dump them in the

river as usual.

- It's dangerous.

- No.

You've done your duty.

Throw them in the river.

I want to take care of them.

These are the children of

the woman who sings.

Oh, this country is a war

zone after another, eh!

It's not complicated.

If the notary had existed

at the time of Noah,

we would not be here.

We need only to find the

original contracts.

That's up to you, that's up to you.

And a right of passage there.

And we talk more about it.

Everyone would be happy.

Notaries have existed

only in the last 1,000 years, Simon.

That's the problem.

I should have been here from

the beginning.

Thank you again for your

help, Me Maddad.

The pleasure is all

mine, my dear fellow.

I have the result

that you have requested

via email.

Simon my file on

the seat beside you.

Could you give it to

Lebel, please?

You are very nice, but the

delay and everything ...

I think I'll wait until later.

But I'll summarize.

For the father, it is

rather difficult

because I can not find

the death certificate.

For the brother ...

Excuse me, but what

are we talking about here?

I asked for help, Simon.

Me Maddad kindly gave us a hand

to speed things up.

I told you, Jean,

we came for Jeanne.

Your sister is the one person

in your family

easiest to find.

I'm so glad you're here.

Me too.

OK, that's the nurse's name.

which helped your mother give birth

in prison.

We can go today.

Jeanne, that's enough.

No, you shut up, then follow me.

It's your job to find our

brother, not mine!

Then, if you don't do it for

her or for you,

the, do it for me!

She is at the American hospital.

I'm glad you're here, Jean.

Me too, my owl, me too.

If she is sleeping, you must return

later.

Ms. Maika?

Lebel, Jeanne Marwan,

Simon Marwan.

Bonjour, Madame!

Thank you for having us.

We seek someone you know.

Nawal Marwan, do you know her?

You worked in the Kfar Ryat prison

as a nurse?

She says she knows your mom.

You helped our mother

give birth in prison?

Yes.

Madame, the child we seek is Nawal

Marwan's son that was born in prison.

Can you help us?

She worked in the prison

of Kfar Ryat.

She assisted her

during childbirth.

She gathered the children.

Then she gave them back

to the woman who sings

when she got out of prison.

Nawal Marwan gave

birth to twins.

Hush, hush, hush.

Hush, hush, hush.

You really know the

woman who sings?

You don't know what

it means to me.

Nawal Marwan worked for me

as a secretary for 18 years.

My wife and I, we had

taken a liking

to her and her children.

But I confess that I

didn't really know her till the end.

- Ready?

- Ready.

Hmm ...

Me Maddadi has conducted an

investigation, at my request,

to track your brother

and your father.

For the father, Abu Tarek,

I still have not found

a death certificate.

The country has a lot

of certificates missing.

He could have gone abroad.

That's what happened with

this kind of characters.

They are dead or have disappeared.

You have to see.

Maybe it's better that way.

For the brother ...

your client, Ms. Nawal Marwan,

comes from the village

of Der Om.

She gave the child to a midwife

who's named Elham

who herself returned it to

the orphanage in Kfar Kout

in May 1970.

The main task was to

trace the registry records.

Many documents have been

lost in the war.

But I found the records

which were recovered and donated

by the Sisters of Charity

to the National Archives.

In May 1970, the midwife at

Der Om, Elham

filed a petition for adoption

of a male child.

This is the only boy in the

orphanage filed in that month.

Look.

It was registered under

the name Nihad.

The dates match.

That's him.

Ha! It's your brother! Nihad.

Orphanage Kfar Kout,

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