The Secret of the Grain Page #9

- You like it?

- Great.

That's Slimane.

Where is he?

He had to go run an errand.

Won't be long. We're waiting.

Not long.

Where's your mom?

My mother's not coming.

She's discreet.

She doesn't like big crowds.

Too bad.

Must be tired.

Right. I mean, she did it all,

from start to finish.

Now it's our turn. It's up to us.

Want help?

If I need you, I'll let you know.

You're part of our party,

so let's find you a spot.

Riadh, want to seat them?

I got stuff to take care of.

See you later.

B*tches, I can't stand them.

You see her strut?

She thinks she's the bride.

Really.

Lilia, I swear...

It's nothing.

Who's that?

Your dad's friend and his daughter.

That's the daughter?

Like his daughter.

That's insulting to Mom.

Olfa, please.

They're embarrassing us.

Want to go against your father?

That's all!

- They're here, it's done.

- Keep serving.

Olfa, what you're doing

isn't good at all.

Think of your father.

Don't give them the satisfaction.

Take a bottle and serve.

And smile.

Smile, Olfa.

Hi, some date liqueur?

- The grain's in the trunk.

- What?

He left with the grain.

Sh*t.

You know where he is?

My father went looking for him.

Sh*t.

They said it's ready.

They're heating it up now, ma'am.

They want fig liqueur.

Beji comes to see me.

For one night.

We're not animals.

Give him a shot.

He won't leave.

Put a wolf in the henhouse,

he stays.

I completely agree. Completely.

It's not something that can last.

It can't hold.

This structure can't hold up.

Let's be honest.

If in 3 months it doesn't work,

it's his problem.

He needs a permanent spot.

We can't give him permanent.

Only temporary spots.

Authorizations for one to three days.

You know those guys like I do.

If he gets the permits he needs

in 3 days,

we'll find him a place

near the station, no problem.

Less heat on it.

We can put him there easy.

Preference always goes

to any commercial boat.

You know that very well.

In four days, the Belem puts in.

The Belem is docking in this spot.

That boat in, they clear out.

Nothing to be done.

Everything all right?

- Is my wife here?

- No.

What is it?

What?

Did something happen to Souad?

Something happen to my wife?

Talk!

Talk!

Julia called me this morning

at the yard.

She said, "Come quick."

I find her like this.

Today, she was at your wife's house,

helping with the couscous.

Again, some tramp calls Majid

to make a date.

- Which means...

- Julia picked up the phone.

Majid gets calls at his family's house.

Calls from his mistresses,

he takes them at Souad's.

She's encouraging him to do this,

protecting him.

She takes their numbers.

She knows her!

His sisters know. Riadh, too.

You, too! Everyone!

What am I?

Is that a family man?

Never there for his kid.

Constant yelling and problems.

She knows it!

Your Souad downstairs knows.

And she acts like it's nothing.

I'm the one

who has to swallow my pride.

Now you've trampled me.

What am I?

I'm a piece of sh*t.

Souad... I'm not surprised.

I don't know what she has against me.

I'm not surprised.

But your daughter.

Karima comes here...

They don't respect Julia.

Hang on, calm things down,

instead of inflaming.

I'm not inflaming.

All day long,

I clean house,

waiting for my husband like an idiot!

She's always like this.

He tells me

he's got to work late.

Even she... she threw him out...

She said he...

At six in the morning, as usual!

Know what time he gets home?

When I'm asleep!

You're not breathing.

Calm down.

The kid.

I have to shut up,

go down and say,

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Souad talks to the neighbor,

with her big mouth.

She says it's me.

That I make no effort, never go out.

Like I'm the problem?

It's never him.

Never!

You never look at yourselves?

Easy. The kid's here. Easy.

The kid's used to it!

It's not me. I'm a human being.

- I can't take it!

- We'll leave, that's all.

How many Sundays downstairs going,

"And how are you?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

It's not fine!

I can't be like you.

- I'm not a hypocrite.

- He's a momma's boy.

You know Majid. You know how he is.

You know what your son is like?

He's not a man.

He's a madman.

He's not a father to his child.

He never sees him.

My child never sees his father.

When he sees his kid, he's drunk!

And he's not a husband.

And not a friend either.

He's a stranger when he comes here.

And I have to shut up

because he pays the bills.

The so-called man of the house.

He's got the money.

I'm not a whore.

I am not a whore, see?

I have a kid to raise.

I have a home.

I need love, I need respect.

That's not family.

What is that?

He's a father, he's never there.

That whore who called

is across the way!

He's all over town.

She sees me. She must laugh

when she sees me suffer.

Alone, in front of the TV.

Like a poor wretch. Like I'm useless.

You're downstairs.

And there's talk, talk.

You don't like us.

You wouldn't do this if you...

If Souad had any self-respect...

Calm down, Julia.

How can I calm down? How?

With this stuff?

Is that right?

That my husband's mistress

knows my sister-in-law,

and my other sister-in-law?

And my mother-in-law? Calls her up?

She calls her house!

She takes messages,

helps him cheat!

Every time he does it,

working late, home at 6,

he's with that whore!

I see her at her window!

I won't calm down. I can't.

Of course I'm yelling!

What the f*** else?

It's been eating at me!

But that's it. Now it's...

You know. This couscous,

your project,

I thought it would help a little,

I thought I was part of the family.

I really thought so,

but I was wrong.

All that for your party, and now look.

I was with you.

But now, forget it.

I'm out of the family.

Look at the kid, might be your last.

You'll see.

Look at him.

You'll see.

Breathe.

It's not a life for a kid.

I don't drink turpentine.

I only drink champagne.

It's coming, don't worry.

I can't resist a little champagne.

Didn't drink the boura?

"Slight delay"!

We've been waiting all this time.

- So long.

- Your business is starting badly.

Be right back.

Stop smoking! For your health!

Stop!

Run! Come catch us!

Come on, run!

Look, he's running.

He looks like a marionette.

He's going 2 MPH.

Get some Gatorade!

You hit the accelerator.

You're gonna kill him.

Children!

That's enough now!

- I'm not in your shoes.

- I understand, and I'm sorry.

I've come once, but I won't be back.

I guarantee it.

I'll never eat couscous again, ever!

Don't say that.

Give me some explanation.

I told you. The fish came late.

The trawlers came back late.

- Where'd it come from?

- From the boats. It's fresh.

- The boat was late.

- That's not right.

You should have changed the time.

Why not invite us an hour later?

We just found out!

I was told 9, I get here at 9.

And I'm waiting.

I know, I'm sorry.

Easy to be sorry.

It's going to get sticky.

On opening night, making us wait

two hours for a fish couscous.

She knows what's going on

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