Kassablanka Page #6

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Spray these monkeys full of mace

Blow their mosques into the sky

Their religion is no apple pie

Don't give them any chance

Let's all do the couscous dance!

Keep it quiet. Inside is where you cast

your vote. Not outside. Understood?

Can I ask for whom you voted?

Sure you can.

But it doesn't mean that I have to answer.

Could I ask...

- No comment! Thank you!

Sir?

How is it to live in this neighborhood,

with its ethnic minorities?

- Excuse me?

Is it OK to live in this neighborhood

among these ethnic minorities?

Miss, you must be joking!

Here. I sold the five grams.

And you snorted some too, I guess?

How sweet!

Breakfast in bed...

No one ever did that for me.

Say, if you like,

you can try it like last time?

Greek style.

Greek style, Rachid?

Shut up.

Rachid... what the f***... in my bed?

Nico? Who is this?

And why is he calling you Rachid?

Nico's real name is Rachid, bimbo.

Your Italian stallion is in fact

a pitiful little Moroccan who's afraid

to admit to his real sexual preference.

And that's my bed you're stinking up

with your smelly beaver, little tramp.

I want you and your stuff out in one hour!

Bye, Moroccan friend.

He's lying!

It's the cocaine talking!

Dirty sleazebag! Rapist!

Get the f*** out of here!

Silly blond slut!

It's a bit dirty, here.

It maybe wasn't such a good idea.

We can still leave.

No. Nobody can see us here.

Who's that?

- I don't know.

Sh*t.

Maybe it's Kevin.

If people know, I'm on the first flight out

to Morocco!

- I know. Wait.

I'll take care of it.

There is something appealing about this,

all this trash...

But look at it.

All this pigeon crap, give me a break!

You want to move in here or what?

Look, it's Wout!

Hi guys.

You've been taking a nap?

No, I thought you guys would be here,

so I came to take a look.

What's this?

A scarf. Never seen one before?

Our friend has captured a trophy!

A Muslim head rag, damn!

- Nah.

Cool! Stolen off a desert c*nt!

That's A- all right!

What do you think you're doing?!

Give it back! Give it back to me!

What has got into you, man?

Go get the f*** out of here!

Or should I have a talk with your father?

Come on, guys, we're out of here!

The first estimates based on

exit polls outside the polling

stations indicate a considerable loss

for the Flemish Bloc in Antwerp.

Though these results aren't conclusive,

it seems clear that

the progress of the extreme right

in Antwerp has come to a halt.

This is really great!

Have you seen the results?

Samia, my daughter...

...today you've made me a happy man!

You've made these guys in town,

these hooligans, look like fools.

Go on, tell your uncle.

Oh, it was just a gang of skinheads

blocking our way.

She called them all kind of names

dogs, morons, pigs...

I'm very proud of you.

Yes, pour us some tea on this special day.

Usually, you have to serve uncle first,

he's the eldest.

I'm fed up.

Always this whining and bickering.

I want to leave this town, don't you?

I don't know.

It's where I was born. I would miss it.

Leilah, what happened?

- Nothing.

Where is your headscarf?

None of your business.

Who did this to you?

Contrary to the first estimates,

based on the exit polls

outside the polling stations,

it looks like the Flemish Bloc

has made a considerable progress

especially here in Antwerp where it will

surpass the 30% mark.

What did I tell you?

Exit polls, my ass!

Of course people won't tell for whom

they've voted,

they don't want to lose their job.

Over thirty percent!

Is that a lot?

Is it a lot? That's one on three!

This "cordon sanitaire," they can

stick it up their asses!

Where?

- Where the sun never shines!

Ah, at City Hall!

Now we will be in power.

Sometimes, Marina...

I wonder if you're really so dumb

or if you're just pretending.

Where is Yoeri?

- What?

Yoeri. I called him.

- Yoeri?

Woman, what's got into you?

Where did you get the idea of calling him?

You want me to look like a fool?

Be polite to your mother, you hear.

You don't give a f*** about me anyway.

Just f*** all of you!

- Zonneke!

What's with Leilah?

- I don't have a clue.

She didn't tell me anything.

Hey, Rachid!

- My brother.

I got to tell you something.

I'm going to check with Leilah.

What's this with Leilah?

She came home really upset,

I don't know why.

Say, Rachid...

What have you got to tell me?

You can tell anything to your brother.

That girl from the Van Loocks, Zonhilde...

The slutty peroxide bimbo?

I have been with her.

Have you gone totally mad?!

There are thousands of these bimbos but

you have to f*** one of the neighbors'?!

I didn't want to, but she kept pushing.

The tramp. They're all alike.

I kicked her out this morning.

This can get us into some serious trouble.

Serious trouble.

- Maybe not.

What do you mean?

Her brother, with the spiky hairdo

who hangs out with these skinheads...

I've seen him with Leilah,

close to the little bridge at the Dam.

With Leilah? And you didn't do anything?

They were gone before

I had realized it was them.

Wout, what's with Zonhilde?

I don't know nothing.

No, you never know anything!

I should have sent you to a school

for the mentally challenged.

God damn' it!

Keep your trap shut, a**hole.

What?

I'm fed up with your bullshit.

And your badgering of mom and me.

And that was the last time

you're ever kicking Wodan!

What?!

I should be scared now?! Joke!

You think you're too old for a beating?

I should have beaten you up more often.

Guys...

You wouldn't have turned into a f*ggot

I'm fed up with your racism, too.

Always sand n*ggers, jungle bunnies,

dune coons, jigaboos...

When I was 4 years old, we saw this

black man driving a Mercedes Benz.

You remember what you said? "Look...

...this black monkey, in a Mercedes Benz,

a big Mercedes, paid for with our money!"

You know, until I was 10 or 11, I thought

we were driving a stupid Skoda because

a black had stolen our Mercedes! A**hole!

Come on, guys, stop this!

Marina! They're fighting!

No, you won't hit him anymore, you hear?!

For this I've been working my ass off

my whole life. For this piece of sh*t!

Are you proud now?

- God damn' it!

What's with you?

Your son has touched my daughter!

I don't know your daughter! F*** off!

Tell him to show his face!

Marina, there are six of these coons

trying to break in! Call the cops! Quick!

Tell this creep to show his face!

Hello? Can you send someone?

Daensstraat 39b.

Van Loock.

But your station is close by.

What is all this? I can't take it anymore!

What have you been up to now?!

What? It's his fault again?

Marina, do something!

I swear, I'm going to commit murder!

Dad, please, stop him!

How can I stop him?

What can I do about it?

How do you want me to stop him?

Let him come out!

Come back! Come back! Coward!

Rapist! Bum boy!

Impotent sleazebag!

Shut up! All of you!

Quiet! What's going on?!

Keep this scum out of here!

Quiet! Calm down everyone!

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