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There's no "Yo, man" anymore.

We're into religion, brother.

Come on.

In this earthly world,

all is ephemeral.

What's bothering you

in this earthly world?

The Western world.

Injustice.

That's what's bothering you.

Injustice, you're here,

your parents have suffered.

You've enjoyed haram things, alcohol.

Today, it's over.

You're not into this anymore.

In this earthly world...

Where does that music come from?

Abu Hassan's sent us to find out.

Go over there.

We're checking here.

Let's go.

You go this way, I'll go that way,

and we'll meet on the square.

Good evening, Abu Hassan.

Good evening.

I know where the music comes from.

I found where the music came from.

They're singing praise

to the Lord and His prophet.

Shall I arrest them?

Get away from my nets!

GPS!

Dad!

Issan in tears is approaching

without his stick.

Where?

What's wrong, my boy?

Where's the cattle?

Why are you crying?

Where's the cattle?

GPS is dead.

GPS what?

Who killed her?

She was killed...

by Amadou, the fisherman.

Get up.

Come.

Stop crying.

Tell me what happened.

I took the cattle to the river...

for water.

GPS escaped and headed...

for Amadou's nets.

I went to fetch her,

but I arrived too late.

He had killed her.

Don't cry, Issan.

Amadou killed GPS.

Why did he kill her?

He prevented the cattle from drinking.

I don't understand.

You'd better talk to him.

Go unarmed.

I've had that weapon

since you met me.

Toya wasn't born when I met you.

Don't cry.

She's dead anyway.

Don't cry.

We'll get another cow

and call her GPS, too.

Come what may.

But all of this... has to stop.

Humiliation must come to an end.

You already know what I'm not saying.

Issan, why are you worried?

I'm thinking of my father.

What was he like?

My father was tall...

strong and kind.

A better herdsman than your father.

He knew the animals better.

My father is also tall and strong,

and the reason he's still alive

is because he plays the guitar

and sings.

He's not a warrior.

Warriors die young.

Whether he's here or not,

I know he sings,

but don't tell anyone.

I won't.

Here,

in the land of Islam,

it is forbidden...

- Is this ball yours?

- No, I swear it isn't!

It's forbidden

to expose oneself,

to sit in front of one's house,

to do any old thing,

to spend some time

in the street.

Come on, sweetheart.

I repeat in French.

Adultery is

the most impure sin.

Adultery

during the month of Ramadan

is the worst.

And the sentence will be

death by stoning.

Do you know

that football is forbidden?

Yes.

Since you admit

that football is forbidden,

you'll get 20 lashes.

You bastard!

Amadou, is the water yours

or your grandfather's?

How dare you?

Are you mad?

What's the matter with you?

I don't understand your Arabic.

Speak English.

Your name?

Kidane.

Do you carry a weapon?

And your phone.

Get on the bike.

Mom, when will Dad come home?

Soon.

Let's wait for him where there's signal.

Please, call my wife,

I want to hear from her.

I don't understand!

Who speaks Tamasheq here?

Please, help me!

Please, call my wife.

Her name's Satima.

At 7052 5211.

They promised they'd do it,

but I have no news.

7052 5211.

May God reward you.

Things will go very fast.

You haven't much time left.

You'll be judged fast.

We'll comply with Sharia.

The judge is a good man.

He'll comply with God's law.

You'll have to earn forgiveness

from Amadou's family.

We'll decide on blood money.

Do you have cows?

Tell him I had eight cows.

GPS is dead.

There are only seven left.

You'll have to give 40 cows.

You're a herdsman.

You have cattle.

40 cows...

Exactly.

Fate cannot be avoided.

My fate rests in God's hands.

That's true.

Now I would like...

to ask him a question.

With all due respect.

I just want to know...

Go on.

Tell him that I'd like to know

if he has children.

God blessed him with two children,

one's an 8-year-old boy.

The Almighty gave me

only one daughter, who's 12,

and her name is Toya.

She's my heart.

She brings me water in the morning.

She often herds the cattle at dusk.

I hold nothing in this world...

dearer than her.

What he has, God gave him.

I wasn't that fortunate.

He only gave me a daughter,

but she fulfills my soul.

I'm talking to you.

Tell me.

You look like someone I know.

Who?

Muhammed Ag Elgimit,

from Kel Essouk tribe, in Lere.

I don't know them.

I come from the green land, Libya.

From Libya?

This is where my family

has been living until now.

What's your business with these men?

We go back a long time.

They brought me here.

What's written will come to pass.

I'm at peace with death.

We all are its children.

We must protect our children.

My daughter won't be protected anymore.

That's what hurts my soul the most.

Going down to the grave

without knowing what will happen.

Many close friends are already gone.

But, in all this...

since there's only one God...

whom I worship...

He'll dispense justice.

One cannot escape one's fate.

Tell him it's not death I fear

but looking behind me

and not finding her face.

Not seeing her before I die hurts me.

Knowing that his daughter

will soon be an orphan

really upsets me.

But don't translate that.

All right.

Do you know you were caught

playing music in a room?

Yes.

Do you know it's forbidden?

Yes.

Since your parents are here,

you'll be given 40 lashes

for playing music,

and 40 more

for being together in the room.

Look what I found.

Abdelkrim...

everyone knows you smoke.

You don't have to hide from me.

Who told you I smoked?

It was on the 12th of January, 2010,

at 4:
53pm exactly,

the same time as Miami.

At 4:
53pm, Port-au-Prince time,

the earth quaked

and I found myself here,

at exactly 9:
53pm.

Isn't that right, Sweetpea, 9:53?

Zabou, you were there long before.

Take this.

- It'll bring you luck, my boy.

- Thank you.

Time doesn't matter.

The earthquake is my body.

The cracks, it's me!

Cracked open from head to toe

and vice versa!

My arms, my back, and my face --

cracked!

What is time?

I am cracked.

Sweetpea, you and I are alike.

We're both cracked.

Cracked everywhere.

Come, dear, come.

Do you speak French?

Cover your face.

What are you doing here?

Nothing.

Nothing?

What are you doing here?

I was on the phone.

With whom?

My brother.

That's not true.

I told you I was with my brother,

you say it's not true.

Take her.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me!

Abu Jaafar, please.

He says he saw the girl in town,

she behaves nicely, she's pretty,

and he wants to marry her.

She says this is

an improper way of doing it.

It's not in her tradition.

And her father's not here.

He asks why.

Why?

Why should I give my daughter

to a stranger?

Who is he

for me to give him my daughter?

He came...

peacefully.

Your refusal compels him

to use force.

I'm not afraid of him.

I only fear God.

He's going now.

He'll use force if he has to.

Omar, can I be alone in the car?

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