Wadjda Page #13
MOTHER:
Be quiet! Do you want them to hear
you? Put this in the oven.
Wajda stops singing and looks at her Mother, pushing back a
lock of hair off her forehead, looking exhausted.
Her Father KNOCKS once and they pass the plates through to
him at the door. He smiles as he takes it.
FATHER:
Wow! All this food!
He kisses the Mother’s forehead and looks her in the eyes.
FATHER (CONT’D)
They'll be really impressed. You
make me so proud!
MOTHER:
Obviously not proud enough.
She goes back to the kitchen and starts fixing the next dish.
Wajda and her Mother clean up dishes from a long sitting area
on the floor.
WAJDA:
Wow! What is this?
Wajda examines a gift given to her Father. It is a family
tree. She runs her finger along the branches.
MOTHER:
(cynically)
Your Father's glorious family tree.
Her Mother eats discarded food from the plates, then finds
her husband's prayer beads and picks them up tenderly.
Wajda leaves the family tree and hooks her game into the TV
as her Mother leaves the room.
65.
MOTHER (CONT’D)
Make sure you clean that all up. I
don't want to do anything that will
get him upset with us again.
Distracted, Wajda puts down the controller and looks at the
family tree. The names read: “Khalid, Mansour, Mohammed,
Omar…” Her Father's name stands alone while all of his
brothers have leaves with boy's names below them. Wajda cuts
a piece of blank paper from the Koran, writes her name on it
and adds it under her Father's name.
MOTHER (O.S.) (CONT’D)
I almost forgot. Ms. Hussa called
earlier.
Wajda looks at her, wide-eyed, while hooking up the game
controller. The Mother enters, smiling suspiciously.
MOTHER (CONT’D)
She's really pleased with you!
Honestly, the way Ms. Hussa was
going on I wasn't sure we were
talking about the same person!
She looks at Wajda expectantly, but Wajda shrugs, turns the
game on and busies herself with it. Her Mother stops cleaning
for a moment.
MOTHER (CONT’D)
You keep surprising me!
All the girls crowd around Salma who passes around pictures.
The girls laugh and reach for them.
NOURA:
Let me see! Let me see!
Are you wearing this only?
Noura covers her face in astonishment. The Teacher comes in
and Wajda pulls herself away from the scene. The other girls
don't notice. Noura points at a picture.
NOURA (CONT’D)
Is this your Father?
SALMA:
(upset)
That's Khalid, my husband!
66.
NOURA:
He looks like your grandfather. But
I guess that’s the best your family
could do-
Humiliated, Salma snatches the photo back. All the girls
except Wajda laugh. The Koran Teacher appears behind,
catching them off guard.
KORAN TEACHER:
What's going on here?
The girls immediately go silent.
WAJDA:
(quickly)
I told them they can't have
pictures at school.
NOURA:
No you didn't!
(turning to the teacher)
Salma just got married. Look, she
brought in pictures!
KORAN TEACHER:
(grabbing the pictures)
Let me see. Who's this, your
Mother? Is this your husband?
As they talk, Wajda looks out to the hallway where Fatin and
Fatima pass by with their furious MOTHERS. Fatin tries to
explain something but her Mother silences her with an angry
look. Fatima notices Wajda watching sympathetically. Fatima
looks away.
KORAN TEACHER (CONT’D)
Okay, put them away now. Wajda's
right, you're not allowed to show
pictures at school.
Wajda looks down, trying to hide being ashamed.
KORAN TEACHER (CONT’D)
Let's get started. Yasmine, read
from page 13.
YASMINE:
(whispering)
I need a Kleenex.
KORAN TEACHER:
Wajda, read.
67.
Wajda closes her Koran and looks at the teacher hesitantly.
WAJDA:
I'll try without looking.
The Koran Teacher looks at her, surprised.
WAJDA (CONT’D)
(reciting nervously)
And whoever opposes the Messenger
after guidance has become clear to
him and follows other than the way
of the believers - We will give him
what he has taken and drive him
into Hell, and evil it is as a
destination. Indeed, Allah does not
forgive association with Him, but
He forgives what is less than that
for whom He wills. They call upon
instead of Him none but female
[deities], and they call upon none
but a rebellious Satan.
KORAN TEACHER:
Very nice Wajda, you remembered it
all. But you have to recite. You
can't just go..badababdababdaba!
(turns to Salma)
How about our young bride? Let's
hear that voice. And listen Wajda,
you have to recite like this if you
want to win.
SALMA:
And whoever opposes the Messenger
after guidance has become clear to
him and follows other than the way
of the believers - We will give him
what he has taken and drive him
into Hell, and evil it is as a
destination...
The sweet sound echoes through the room, while the girls
follow along. Noura’s eyes stare at Salma through angry
slits. Wajda looks out at the empty hallway, disappointed.
96 EXT. STREET IN FRONT OF THE TOY SHOP - DAY 96
On her way home from school Wajda looks over and sees the
green bicycle in front, relieved that it’s still there. She
enters the shop.
68.
WAJDA:
Who were talking to yesterday aboutthe bicycle? I saw you showing itto some kid when we drove by.
TOY SHOP OWNER:
I don’t know what you’re talking
about.
WAJDA:
You know exactly what I’m talking
about. I don’t want you showing my
bicycle to anyone else.
He shakes his head. She reaches into her pocket.
WAJDA (CONT’D)
Here, I made you a mix-tape. Sincewe are friends now.
TOY SHOP OWNER:
(Sarcastically)
Thanks for your generosity.
WAJDA:
(Sarcastically)
Don’t mention it.
my bicycle.
But don’t sell
98 EXT. FRONT OF WAJDA'S HOUSE - DAY 98
Wajda walks past Abdullah by his Uncle's election tent,
without saying anything.
ABDULLAH:
What, are you the one who is upsetwith me now? Your Mother almost
broke my neck pushing me down thestairs!
WAJDA:
My Mother doesn’t want me talking
to you anymore.
She smiles and walks towards her house. He pulls out abicycle helmet and runs after her.
ABDULLAH:
Since when do you listen to yourMother? Here - I got you this. It'sa helmet, like the ones on TV.
69.
Wajda’s whole face lights up as she takes the helmet.
Abdullah is pleased.
ABDULLAH (CONT’D)
Do you want to ride in the empty
lot behind the tent? We have a few
99 EXT. THE CONSTRUCTION SITE - DAY 99
Wajda, wearing her abbayah and the helmet, rides in circles
in the empty lot. Abdullah sits on a cinder block, watching.
WAJDA:
Watch this? See! See!
She takes her hands off the handlebars. He nods. She quickly
puts them back on but periodically takes them off while
riding.
ABDULLAH:
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