Miral Page #2

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You know what your husband has been

doing to me all that time.

I didn't know anything,

we can figure this out.

Figure what out?

- Just stop him, because she is next.

- Let her go. Let her go.

B*tch.

- I... beg of you, stay.

- Go, b*tch, go to hell.

Shut up!

- Let her go.

- You could have protected me.

Nadia! Nadia.

Take this. Go.

Hey, beautiful.

Can I buy you a drink?

Huh?

- I don't drink.

- Oh!

Your Hebrew's great.

Where you from?

What are you, stupid?

I don't want to talk to you.

Get lost.

Go sit down or get out.

She your woman?

Out!

Why do you let her dance?

You OK?

Eat something.

I'm not hungry.

What are you staring at?

A whore. An Arab whore.

Sh...

It's OK.

Thank you.

Sh.

It's OK. You'll be OK.

You rest a few days

and then it will pass, OK?

How long have you been drinking?

What makes you think that?

I'm a nurse and you smell like alcohol.

I don't know when I started.

I know why.

My name is Fatima.

- What's yours?

- Nadia.

Where are you from, Nadia?

Jaffa.

And what are you doing here?

Six months for hitting

a woman in the nose.

Who are you?

I told you, my name is Fatima.

I'm a nurse.

I was a good nurse.

The head nurse of the ward.

Help me to escape.

We were told that all

wounded soldiers in the hospital

would become prisoners of war.

I figured if that boy

had come from Jordan

to fight for the Palestinian people,

the least I could do

was help him get home.

Follow me.

I was fired on the spot.

Three life sentences

for helping some soldiers escape?

No, it wasn't for that.

After I was fired, I didn't know

where to go or what to do.

I did know I wanted them

to suffer like we do.

East Jerusalem was

under military occupation.

I felt I had to act.

We can't wait for outside help.

No one will help us.

We must do this ourselves.

This war is not over yet.

It took more than a month

for the bomb to arrive from Lebanon.

So I did it.

It was easier for me, I'm a woman.

- One ticket, please.

- It started already.

It's OK. I have seen it before.

The prisoner will now stand

and hear the verdict of the court.

Can you understand me?

Stand up.

Very well.

Two consecutive life sentences.

And for blatant disrespect

of this court,

let's add one more.

The bomb didn't go off,

but I was given two life sentence.

And one more for not

standing in the court.

Three, seven... what is the difference?

Am I a terrorist?

How can you kill someone

you don't even know?

Military occupation

is a monster that kills your soul.

I see them as soldiers.

I'm fine.

Take care of each other.

Take care of yourself.

Nadia will soon be out.

She insists on going back to Jaffa,

but I told her she should go

with all of you to Jerusalem.

I would like very much

if you'd take care of her.

Congratulations

to the husband and wife!

There we go, my sweet.

Haven't you had enough to drink today?

No. Not enough.

Do you have to do it now?

I'm going to...

Don't wait up for me.

Mama.

Can I eat your kunafeh?

Of course you can.

Just brush your teeth.

We'll save it for her.

She'll want it when she comes back home.

Where is Miral?

- Miral?

- She's not here.

- Where is she?

- She's not here.

Where are you hiding her?

I need to take my daughter to school.

She's not here. I will get her soon.

It is nearly 12.

What did you do to her?!

I will get her.

It is nearly 12.

She is at school.

Look, look.

Please, please, please, please.

Please.

Don't touch me.

I'm dirty.

That is not true,

that is not true.

- You don't deserve this.

- Nadia... No, no, come here.

You know... you know...

...I have loved you

from the very moment I saw you.

- No!

- No, let me help you. Let me help you.

Don't touch me!

Where's my daughter?

Miral?

Miral!

What did you do to my daughter?

I'm going to kill you!

Is that too cold?

It's OK. It's OK.

Just wash up.

We must think about our daughter.

How do you want her to grow up?

Not like me.

This one?

This one is alive and happy,

this one is sad and tired.

No, no. We have some at home.

Mama?

- Hello, Jamal.

- Miss Hind.

Miral, how nice to see you.

What a beautiful dress. You want

to go play with the other girls?

Hadil, Leila, come take Miral.

It's OK, habibti.

Go and meet your new friends.

Make sure you look very pretty. Go.

After all these years

bringing the children here, I...

...I never imagined this.

Don't worry about her.

She'll be fine.

You have to take care of yourself.

I love her more than my own life.

But I don't want her

to end up like my sister.

- Or her mother.

- Go home. Try to sleep.

I'll take care of her.

Miral! Miral!

- Daddy.

- Miral.

Miral.

Miral.

Look at me.

Daddy!

Listen.

Miral, your father will be back Friday.

I want my daddy!

He will come back Friday.

You will go with him every weekend. OK?

I want to go home.

Look at it this way,

Dar El Tifl is your second home.

Most of the girls have only one.

You will have two.

And I promise you,

you will see your father every Friday.

- Papa! Papa!

- Oh!

Who is my beautiful girl?

You are.

Mm! Come, come. I have

a delicious surprise for you.

Come, come, come.

- Miral, you are late.

- Sorry.

- Hadil.

- Girls, be quiet.

Girls, girls, listen to me. Miral.

Listen to me.

This is a very crucial moment

for our country.

Some of you might have heard

that there is an uprising.

- What has been called the "intifada".

- It means "stand up straight".

We have been occupied

by the Israelis for many years.

Four Palestinian workers from Gaza

were run over by a military convoy.

And that was the last straw.

Our people can't take it anymore.

Schools have been closed.

Our duty, yours and mine,

is to help educate the children.

I am going to send you to the refugee

camps to reopen their classes.

You will be their teachers.

- I eat.

- I eat.

- I ate.

- I ate.

I will eat.

You have 10 minutes to clear this area!

This house will be destroyed.

You have 10 minutes to clear the area!

This house will be destroyed!

It's a threat to national security!

Get out!

Where is this family

going to sleep tonight?

Why isn't anybody

doing anything about it?

Well, we should.

We should do something about it.

Mama Hind.

- Sit down.

- Soldiers destroyed a house.

We live in paradise while our people

struggle every day against this sh*t.

"Sh*t"?

What kind of language is this?

Excuse me. But I can't just sit here

waiting for the next English class.

You can and you will.

This didn't start today.

I understand your anger.

But you must control your emotion,

your impatience.

- There is a peace march...

- No marches!

I don't want you girls

to be doing anything

that would put the school in danger.

Hadil!

Hadil! Hadil!

Hadil!

Let me see her! Let's go!

- Let's go! Let's go!

- Hadil!

Hadil!

No, she's OK.

She's frightened, but she's resting.

Of course. I'll bring her there myself.

OK.

OK. Bye.

Miral. It's OK.

I have to go. I have to go home.

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