The Time that Remains Page #2

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Don't come close.

Anyone comes close,

I'll f*** his mother!

Leave me alone!

Let me end it all.

I've got nothing left.

You'd better not come close.

You've got your whole life

before you.

I've got nothing.

What kind of life is this?

Live or die, it's all the same.

F*** this life!

Sh*t on this life!

Tomorrow

we may sail

From the beaches of Eilat

to the Ivory Coast

The old warships

will be used to transport oranges

This is not a metaphor

nor a dream

It is as true

as the sunshine at noon

If it's not for today,

then it's for tomorrow

And if not for tomorrow,

then it's for the day after

Tomorrow

we will build with our hands

what we dream of today

This is not a metaphor

nor a dream

It is as true

as the sunshine at noon

If it's not for today,

then it's for tomorrow

And if not for tomorrow...

if not for tomorrow

Then it's for the day after!

Thank you very much.

I am proud and happy

to award this marvellous choir

first prize

in the Hebrew singing competition.

Awarding this prize

to a school of the Arab minority

is another proof

of our willingness

to pass on the values of democracy

and equality to all our pupils.

Mrs Principal, please.

On the day of independence

the bird sang

Joy spread from the towns

unto the plains and valleys

On my national holiday,

on my national holiday...

All the people sing

in happiness and joy

How more joyful the song

on the national day of Israel

How more joyful the song

on the national day of Israel

Long live my country!

Long live my country!

Who told you

America is colonialist?

Who?

You don't say such things in class.

Lentils?

From Aunt Olga?

Didn't we say less smoking

and less fishing at night?

Guys!

Everything OK?

Excellent.

Where are you guys from?

Nazareth.

All the way from Nazareth?

Aren't you cold, fishing at night?

No.

Any fish, at least?

Yes.

ID cards?

Yes, yes.

OK, have fun!

How are you, neighbour?

Hello, neighbour.

I have a theory, neighbour.

If the Arabs were drinkers like me,

we'd have won the war long ago.

Ask me why.

When you sip

a glass or two of arak,

you get tipsy,

you see the plane two metres away,

you can grab it and bring it down!

What do you think?

I hadn't thought of that.

Neighbour, it's a question of logic.

All you need is a clear head

and some thinking.

Isn't it so, neighbour?

You won't believe

who I saw on TV.

I saw Nadia.

She was at a charity event

in aid of Palestinian refugees.

She made such a lovely speech

that King Hussein stood up,

walked over

and greeted her in person.

Girls!

Girls,

he is like her brother.

OK, girls?

He is like her brother.

He's like her brother.

President Nasser of Egypt

has declared

that the Arabs support

the international peace initiatives,

but that there is no genuine will

from the Israelis...

Neighbour!

Their leaders' recent declarations

show their refusal

to withdraw from all occupied

Arab lands. Radio Cairo...

No crossing, there's been an accident.

I have to buy parts in Tel Aviv

for my lathe shop.

Sir, I cannot help you.

You're risking your life.

Turn round and get out of here.

Help is on its way. Be patient.

Come on, evacuate the area!

Come in, Bronfman.

I'm telling you to drive off.

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

That truck

is loaded with explosives!

Bronfman,

the vehicle could explode.

Sir, don't go closer!

It could blow up any second!

Bronfman,

confirm that you're reading me.

Watch out

or you'll both die together!

Did you hear me, Bronfman?

Over.

Was it you who saved me?

Are you OK?

OK.

Hello.

Is everything OK?

Guys!

Everything OK?

Everything OK.

Where are you guys from?

Nazareth.

Are you the guys from Nazareth

who fish here all the time?

Do you have your ID cards and all?

Yes.

Any fish?

Yes, yes.

OK. Have fun!

Say, guys...

Don't you have a sea in Nazareth?

Why come here?

There's no fish there?

How are you, neighbour?

Hello, neighbour.

I have a theory about how

to get rid of these sons of b*tches.

France and Lebanon

are up each other's ass, right?

We make Lebanon attack Israel.

Israel retaliates

and fucks the sister of Lebanon.

France comes to Lebanon's aid,

retaliates

and fucks the c*nt of the mother

of the sister of Israel!

What do you think?

I hadn't thought of that.

Neighbour, it's a question of logic.

All you need is a clear head

and some thinking.

Isn't it so, neighbour?

Who told you

America is imperialist?

Who?

You don't say such things in class.

Dear citizens,

Mr Anwar El Sadat,

Vice-President of the Republic,

is addressing you.

The Arab Republic of Egypt,

the Arab nation,

and humanity as a whole

have just lost

a man of very rare qualities,

one of the most courageous

and most sincere of men.

President Gamal Abdel Nasser

left us this evening,

at 6:
15pm,

Rajab 27th 1390,

which corresponds

to September 28th 1970.

Go back to bed.

Fuad Suleiman?

Go back to bed.

Fuad Suleiman, we have information that

you smuggle arms from Lebanon by sea.

- Here's our warrant.

- Try to find something.

You aren't even ashamed of yourself!

Not at all, huh?

What can I do, neighbour?

It's my job, Mr Fuad.

Gunpowder.

Hidden under the kid's bed.

- That's bulgur.

- "Bulgur"?

Bulgur!

Bulgur for kebbe,

bulgur for tabouleh, lentils...

Bulgur!

You're coming to the station.

One way or another you'll confess.

My Dear Nadia,

Everyone here sends their regards.

Fuad's open-heart surgery

was 100% successful.

He's now stopped smoking for good.

But he never stays put.

Especially since he got

his hunting licence.

When he's not off hunting,

he plays backgammon

with his friend Abu Elias.

Olga sends her regards too.

Her eyesight

is deteriorating daily,

because of all those hours

she spends watching TV.

I'm fine,

apart from this damn diabetes.

How are you?

Send me your latest news.

I hear that Amman

is a beautiful city,

with clean, well-kept streets.

Here, the bin men

are always going on strike.

There's so much trash piled up,

people hold their noses.

It will soon be

the Day of the Land.

Last time, Elia was accused

of tearing the Israeli flag.

He had to leave the country.

Who knows

what might happen this time?

Olga, we're here.

I wondered where you were.

That young man

looks just like Elia.

He could be his double.

It is him!

I didn't recognise you.

How are you?

I saw on TV today

a young man who looks just like you.

He could be your double.

Do you know Abu Adel?

All his life he's fantasised about

f***ing an Israeli soldier girl.

You know, those who hitchhike

in front of the military base.

He was always ogling them.

He ended up

dressing his wife as a soldier,

and she pretends to hitchhike,

so he can drive by

and pick her up.

Now she's into it

more than him.

Watch what happens now.

Move it!

The Nation for one shekel!

All The Arabs for free!

Papers! Papers!

The Nation for one shekel!

All The Arabs for free!

Young man.

The Nation.

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