The Time that Remains

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Three calling One, do you hear?

One, do you hear?

I hear you.

Elie, it's Menashe.

Leaving airport.

Long trip ahead.

Disappearing until further notice.

Don't try to find me.

Got it.

What's that?

Oh, no!

I really don't need a storm.

Enough, enough...

That's all we needed!

Oh, stop it!

What's going on here?

I think we took a wrong turn.

I haven't taken this road in ages.

They built roads, interchanges...

They've driven me crazy!

What's this?

Never seen this before.

Do you know where we are?

I don't any more.

You're not allowed to smoke,

but you can if you want.

Where are the kibbutzes,

the collective farms?

They were everywhere.

Did the earth swallow them up?

Not even a gas station.

We're running on empty.

That's one plague

the Torah doesn't mention!

I can't see a thing.

Elie!

Elie, do you hear me?

Menashe here. Do you hear me?

What's going on here?

What is this place?

Elie, talk to me. We lost our way.

What am I going to do now?

Where do I go now?

How do I get home?

Elie, Elie, where are you?

Elie, where are you?

Where?

Where am I?

Where am I?

THE TIME THAT REMAINS

Chronicle of a Present Absentee

Mister!

Where are you heading?

Arab Liberation Army.

Going to liberate Tiberias.

Tiberias is that way.

Hey, Mister!

- Where are you going?

- Tiberias!

Don't bother. It's been liberated.

What's in that direction?

Haifa.

Hey, brother!

Where to?

- Where you from, brother?

- I'm from Iraq.

Welcome. Have a seat.

People of Galilee,

the hour of liberation has come.

The Israeli Defence Army

is here

to halt the advance

of criminal gangs

falsely calling themselves

a "liberation army".

Residents of Galilee,

lay down your arms

and raise the white flag.

The hour

of your liberation has come.

Rid yourselves of the armed gangs

who are oppressing you,

and help the Israeli Army

to bring peace

to this part of Palestine.

Your Honour, Mr Mayor,

you are required to sign

the official surrender, which states:

"Nazareth unconditionally surrenders

to the Israeli Army.

"All combatants from all Arab states

will surrender to the Army.

"All arms and ammunition will be

surrendered to the Israeli Army.

"The military commander

is authorised

"to sentence any transgressor to death,

at his sole discretion.

"The Mayor will stay in charge

of civil affairs.

"However,

"the army is the only jurisdiction

to determine what is civil or military.

"Israel recognises the civil

and equal rights of Nazarenes,

"regardless of race,

language or religion."

Mr Mayor, sign here, please.

What's the date?

July 16th...

Thank you very much, Your Honour.

And now you are kindly requested

to join us for a photo

of this historic moment.

Photo!

Grand Mufti Husseini, crush them!

With thy sword transfix them!

Victory is ours!

They've been brought to their knees!

An honourable man has two aims:

To die fighting or achieve victory

I want no life

if we're not respected in our land

If our words are not heard

echoing in the world

I shall carry my soul in my palm

tossing it into the cavern of death!

Either a life to gladden

the hearts of friends

Or a death to torture

the hearts of foes.

An announcement

for the residents of Nazareth.

A curfew has been imposed,

as of now

and until further notice.

All transgressions

will be punished.

Attention, attention!

Nazareth has surrendered

to the Israeli Army.

A curfew has been decreed.

A car will take us to the border.

I couldn't find a truck.

Just take essentials.

What about Olga?

Your sister's stuck in Jerusalem.

She'll manage by herself.

Fuad, hear me.

We're leaving for a couple of days,

until things become clearer.

My mother's too old to stay here

the way things are.

Don't worry.

Everything will turn out OK.

"A couple of days"?

Fuad...

I'm not a young man any more.

My chances of marrying

are getting slimmer.

My family needs me.

The country's lost.

There's nothing left to fight for.

Meaning?

Meaning...

One has to accept one's destiny, Fuad.

Your gun.

Read it to me.

"Fuad, my love.

"Anis has decided we'll leave for Amman

until things calm down.

"You know how hard this is for me.

"You are distraught at what

is happening to our homeland.

"Forgive me for taking this step

at this difficult time.

"I have never wanted

to add to your burden,

"but my only consolation,

as I disappear from your life,

"would be if you considered

laying down your arms.

"By doing so, you would calm

your mother's worries and mine.

"Take care of yourself

and of your health,

"watch over your dear sister Nadia,

"and lastly, stay faithful

to our love and our homeland.

"Eternally yours, Thuraya."

There's a wounded man out there.

Where you going?

Someone's been shot.

Do we leave him out there?

We'll help him.

But your gun stays here.

Watch out. They're around.

Where are you going?

Home.

Which neighbourhood are you from?

Not from here. I'm from Bisan.

What brought you all the way here?

They dumped everyone from Bisan

by truck at the border.

So I ran away

and hid

in a neighbouring village.

Each time I got to a town,

they were already there.

But I never imagined

I'd find them already here.

Now I don't know where to go.

I'll come back for you

when things calm down.

Go. I'll manage on my own.

Halt! Face the wall!

Count to three, then run.

One, two,

three!

Where does your pal live?

Where does he live?

Open up!

Don't move! Hands up!

Are you Fuad Suleiman?

Come with me.

Nobody move!

He's the gun maker.

Get out of here, go home!

Get lost!

I'll wait for my cousin.

We'll go together.

Together?

Together!

Why don't you go, bring a casket,

then you can go "together"!

Go home!

Get lost or I'll shoot!

Count to ten.

While you decide to tell us

where the guns are hidden.

If you get to ten

I'll blow your head off.

Count!

One...

Two...

Three,

four,

five...

Ten.

My Dear Nadia,

Everyone sends you their regards.

Fuad is a lot better.

His chest is hurting less.

The doctor

told him to stop smoking

and not to go fishing

on cold nights.

Elia is fine.

His grades at school are excellent,

although the teachers say

he's always in the clouds.

Olga sends her regards too.

She claims she saw you on TV,

shaking King Hussein's hand.

So I've asked Fuad

to take her to the eye doctor.

There are rumours the government

is issuing permits to go to Jordan,

for people

with immediate family there.

But they only consider

those who serve them.

The economy here

is getting worse and worse.

Electricity and kerosene prices

keep going up.

The dollar is at an all-time high.

Talking of kerosene,

now that the neighbour works

in gas stations,

he drinks, flips out

and douses himself with kerosene.

Neighbour, quick!

He's doused himself again.

Since he's been working

in petrol stations,

he drinks, flips out

and douses himself with kerosene.

Come on, move!

Put your cigarette out first.

I can't take any more!

Let me end it all.

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