Kassablanka Page #2

 
IMDB:
6.6
Year:
2002
100 min
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you don't have to take it out on me.

Mostafa, please, switch off that radio.

You know that father can't stand it.

He isn't here, is he?

Bye, honey.

- Bye, daddy.

Mr. Van Loock.

- Bye, young man.

God Damn it!

I'm going crazy here!

It's like living inside a mosque!

Please, take your seats.

Could we please sit down? Thank you.

Everyone, sit down!

Thank you all for being here.

There are a few absentees,

but they excused themselves.

The number of Moroccans

with Belgian nationality

who showed up at the previous elections,

wasn't really impressive.

There is too much at stake

this Sunday to stay in bed.

If I'm elected, we'll have

an extra vote in the local council.

And that's one vote less for the Front.

We must convince

as many people as possible

to vote for Mohamed.

We've printed new flyers

and it's important they get to the people

and not into a waste basket.

Don't look at me.

No one is pointing the finger at you.

At our home, they don't fancy politics.

Is it my fault they throw these flyers out?

If you can't even

convince your own family to vote Moroccan,

why bother at all?

First see to it that your own father

votes for you.

Since you're living in with

your little lady here,

you're not welcome at home, are you?

You take care of your own problems, OK?

My problems? You're going to solve them?

Can you find me a job

with a name like Mostafa Fawzi?

Just because you have a Moroccan name

doesn't mean you shouldn't keep trying.

You still don't get it or what?

If you're elected and I emphasize "if",

you can sit in at some meetings,

but you think that we'll

ever have any say?

Here, we'll always be the sand n*gger.

Same as in Morocco. There they call us

"endives"... Or "Bratwurst",

they think we live in Germany.

Or "cheesehead", if they think

we're from Holland, that's even worse!

Sure, laugh.

You think you can change any of that?

Good luck with your elections.

A beer.

First you pay your tab or out you go.

I haven't got any money.

Then go get some.

Have you seen my brother?

- No.

Is he going to pay your tab?

He'll pay.

- Bull sh*t. Get going.

Is it because I'm Moroccan or what?

Color is no issue here.

If Pierke doesn't pay his tab,

out he goes, just like you. So, scram!

Your mother is a whore! Limp prick!

A**hole!

Fuckface!

Say, Yoeri, you got any money left?

I don't think so.

Nothing at all?

- No.

Can't you go and get some?

Now?

Well, get lost then!

Don't you have to play soccer? It's Sunday.

What? At your place I'm your sweetheart

but here you treat me like sh*t.

Bozo. You still don't get it, do you?

Do you really think I'll

fall for a loser like you?

Say, you got something for me?

Look, it's Lars.

You OK? You got beaten up again?

You got a beating again?

There were at least five of them.

The kids from the square?

I don't know.

I was hanging out, just being silly.

They were making fun of my braces.

Chicken wire, iron yap...

And you talked back?

- Yes.

Never talk back, Lars.

Where are they?

- I managed to lose 'em.

But where are they now?

- Over there.

Come on, guys, let's go and get them.

Haven't you got anything stronger?

First you pay.

- Come on, give me a break.

Are you mad?

You think I'm going to

blow you for one pill?

This guy is trying to rape me!

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Why have you got your dick out, then?

Sleazebag.

Cocksucking Moroccan f*ggot!

A**hole! Vermin!

What the f*** are you on, man?

You want this guy killed or what?

I'll f***ing destroy you!

We got them good.

That is... settled!

It's a pity mine ran so fast.

You're lucky he out ran you.

All this trash...

...and no one willing to clean it up.

There is something appealing about it...

...these old warehouses and stuff.

The trash...

The graffiti...

That's not what I'm talking about.

Sand n*ggers, faggots, politicians,

junkies... That's what should be cleared.

Cousin Kevin as "Mr. Clean"!

Go ahead, laugh.

These f***ing foreigners arrive here and

right away their rules, their laws prevail.

Everything for them

and nothing for anyone else.

They breed like rabbits

to suck us dry and get whatever they like.

Then they move to another neighborhood

until everything is f***ed up there as well.

It's a microbe, it's like a disease.

A virus, a spreading cancer.

Your dad been reading from

"Mein Kampf" again?

This uncle Koen is some character alright.

I bet he wishes

he was born fifty years sooner.

It's from this movie "The Matrix".

Yeah?

There aren't any Arabs in that movie.

No, there are no Arabs in that movie.

Because it's set in the future.

Get it?

There are no Arabs in that movie

because it is set in the future.

None left, because none will survive.

Listen carefully to what I'm going to say:

It is always the purest race

that wins in the end. Always!

I don't follow. A minute ago you said

that it is a spreading virus.

It's a cancer which has to be cut.

And I want to hold the knife.

You enjoyed it?

It was delicious.

- Very tasty.

Shall we wait for Rachid to serve dessert?

Rachid? He only shows up when it suits him.

And this one always shows up

at dinnertime.

He has to work late.

But he had to change his name into Nico.

What? He changed his name?

Now it's Nico Fassi.

The Italian way.

But at least, he found a job.

Unbelievable.

He changed his name.

Nico Fassi.

Hey, it doesn't grow on trees, girl!

What is your name?

You don't know me? Never seen me?

I'm Nico. Nico Fassi.

Is that Spanish?

- No. Is it important?

Italian then?

Yes... But I'm a Belgian.

You don't have to do this.

What do you mean?

Don't you like me?

That's not it, but...

...I don't know you

and you don't know me, either.

You're a real gentleman.

What with Rachid?

Leave him be, auntie. Nico is old enough.

Nico? I What's the meaning of all this?

He leaves his home

without starting his own family

and every one thinks that is OK?

I don't understand this at all!

What have you been up to, today?

Nothing.

- What do you mean, nothing?

Momo told me he saw you talking

to this tall guy from the other flat.

So what?

Leilah, don't start daydreaming.

Better get it out of your system.

Anyway, these people are racists.

Wout isn't a racist, you can sense that.

That tall fellow from the Van Loocks?

Has he done anything wrong maybe?

No, not yet.

But Leilah, his dog is called Wodan!

You still need another hint?

What are you whispering about?

Nothing.

The United States...

...the powerful and horrifying Satan...

When will be its demise

for which we long?

Who is going to do the job?

We, Islam, our faith...

...our God...

The prophet Mohamed...

...shall pray for us and for God.

To regain our unity...

To rediscover our traditions,

our very own way of life...

...instead of continuing to live...

like these people here.

We're not in Saudi-Arabia, uncle.

The Jews...

They have schools,

their own institutions...

...organized in a closed community

among themselves

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Guy Lee Thys

Guy Lee Thys (born 20 October 1952) is a Belgian film producer, director, and screenwriter. In 1981 Guy Lee Thys, whose nickname in the Belgian media is "enfant terrible of Flemish Cinema", established Skyline Films, renamed Fact & Fiction in 1992. The small production company produces moderate budget feature-length fiction and documentaries. Fact & Fiction is headquartered in Antwerp, Belgium. more…

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