Rabat Page #4

You took a good punch, eh?

The fat motherf***er wouldn't

lie down, would he?

You saw that K1 kick I gave him?

- No man.

Is it bad?

- Yeah man.

So why don't you know

how long you'll stay here?

Well, because basically

I have no place to be after this summer.

What about school?

- I'm not going back there.

Why not?

It's useless. I don't want to read

about old paintings for two more years...

...so I can spend the rest

of my life working in a museum.

I want to do something with my life.

Like what?

I'm not sure yet.

I just don't want to wake up one morning

when I'm 43 realising I spent...

...the last 20 years

looking at old pictures...

I mean, for example...

...what if the world fell apart?

And only me and 50 others survived.

We would have to rebuild it.

So, how could I contribute?

I would be really lucky if they found

some old half-burned paintings.

Well, the same counts for me, I mean...

...what would I do?

You guys could still open your restaurant.

It would be the only one on the planet,

so it would be a huge success.

It really is a nice city.

Thanks for showing us today.

- Thanks for bringing me here.

You should do this more often.

- What?

Things you didn't plan.

They are the most fun.

I know.

But it's just not really me.

That's not true. You could have been gone

for hours, but you're still here.

So this is it.

Do you want to come up for some tea?

Quite a good joint here.

Not too big, not too small.

Those Pakistanis understand.

Great location, close to clubs.

You like the lighting?

It's too bright, eh?

We don't need that in our place.

How's your kebab?

Not bad.

A little greasy, lots of lettuce.

I think the Spaniards like it that way.

I can't find the tea.

- That's okay. I wasn't thirsty anyway.

Sorry.

I shouldn't do that.

No?

Why not?

It's eh...

It's complicated.

Eh... I just can't explain.

Then try.

I don't know.

You know what that cab is?

It's a gift, from my father

to one of his oldest friends.

And so?

This friend happens to have a daughter

who just turned 18 last month.

Is she your girlfriend?

- No.

I've never even met her.

But I will, in a couple of days.

And, if everything turns out okay,

we'll be engaged.

Do you have to marry her?

No, I don't have to marry her.

It's just...

...well she's supposed to be a good wife.

And what do Abdel and Zakaria

think about it?

They don't even know.

That's the f***ed up part of it.

They think that

we are just delivering the cab.

But the truth is, I took a job somewhere.

So I won't start

this business with them, either.

They just weren't supposed to come.

I should have been here by myself.

To have some time to think...

...about how to bring the news and...

...when I got back there'd be a deal

and I could tell them.

Now I don't know

what to do about it.

It seems you've made up your mind.

I have.

It's just a strange situation.

They decided to come along and...

...well, now I met you.

And all of this wasn't supposed to happen.

What the f*** are you doing here?

Hey man.

You slept here all night?

No, first we were in the Hilton.

Then we came here fast

so you could tap on the window.

And the hostel?

Closed.

F***ed up.

Here. I brought coffee.

What the f*** happened to your eye?

What?

What's with your eye?

- My eye? What?

Don't be so dumb. It's all swollen and red.

- No idea, bumped into something.

We're surely not leaving now?

- I want to catch the last boat at 8.

So? Are you gonna tell us

what happened last night, or what?

We slept in the car for him and

he won't say what happened?

Of course something happened.

He stayed all night. He smells of chick.

F*** off, man.

He's right. You smell of chick.

At least tell me if it's true

what they say about French chicks.

What about French chicks?

- 1:
They don't shave their armpits.

Don't talk about her like that.

Nadir and Julie, sitting in a tree...

Idiots!

Did you go downtown?

Did you do this?

You did?

- Did you give her a bit of that?

Talk to us!

Doggie style? You did it like doggies?

Did you? From behind?

I'm not saying a thing.

- F***.

Who's iPod is that?

What?

Whose iPod is that?

What?

Are you messing with me?

Whose iPod is that?

This one?

- Yeah, that one.

It's mine.

- A pink iPod?

It's my sister's.

And you had it all along?

- Yes.

What are you doing?

You listen to Spanish music?

- It's great music.

Shall I call to see if it's theirs?

Go on then.

- Okay.

We just passed a phone box.

- What?

Ok. Maybe it belongs to one of those Spanish

guys.

I saw it. It looked like mine.

So what? It was an accident.

You should be ashamed.

- Oh no.

F***.

Okay, keep calm.

Passports.

Dutch, eh?

You don't look Dutch.

Where are you going?

What happened to his eye?

Sorry sir, we don't speak Spanish.

No hablo espaol.

Martinez...

Step out of the car.

Get out of the car!

You here, you there!

Hey hey, easy.

- What hey? And you there!

Just there, or what?

Why your Tunisian passport?

- It's all I had.

Your knife?

- In my shoe.

Sshhh, silence.

Who is the owner of the car?

I am. It's my father's car.

Sergeant.

Come and have a look.

What are they doing?

They're sniffing something.

- What?

You didn't bring anything, did you?

- No. What could it be?

What is this?

Keep cool, this isn't Holland,

they're real motherfuckers.

What is this?

It's food to eat!

- What?

It's food to eat?

The mirror is broken.

Now you get a...

What's it called? "Multa"?

A ticket.

You get a ticket.

- What mirror is broken?

This one.

You pay now. 50 euro.

Chris Zegers.

What?

The TV presenter I mentioned yesterday.

When that motherf***er floored me I

remembered. Chris Zegers.

What are you doing?

These pants are too hot.

And?

The last boat is full.

- And now?

I booked for the first boat

in the morning.

What time are we in Tangier?

One o'clock.

If we're lucky,

we'll be in Rabat at about six.

What time's the appointment?

Six o'clock.

That's perfect.

How does it look?

Tell me.

- It's great, man.

Let's go to the beach.

Why not? It's nice weather.

We can't go on anyway.

Hello Dad.

It's fine.

I just arrived in Rabat.

Yes, it's hot.

Rabat is beautiful.

The boat? It was very busy.

Very busy.

No, Dad. Don't worry,

the car is still fine.

Yes.

Tonight?

I'm tired... I'm going to bed early.

Okay.

That's fine, Father.

Goodbye. Love to Mum.

Bye bye.

What?

Since when it's strange

to take swimming trunks to Morocco?

Sometimes I wonder if we grew up in the same

hood.

The last in the water is a douchebag.

On clear days, you can see Morocco.

Give me your towel.

Your towel.

- It's wet.

Otherwise I'll take your shirt.

I got a job offer and I said yes.

- Huh?

I said:
I was offered a job

and I said yes.

I'm starting next week.

Where?

Where I did my internship.

I'll help with the bookkeeping.

You said that company

was so boring?

Yes, it is.

But I can make something of it.

And I need the money.

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