Amreeka Page #2

Just push the cauliflower aside.

That's what I do.

It all tastes so good.

You're too thin.

Where's my mom,

by the way?

So what-- Are the Iraqis happy

that Saddam is gone?

I'll give you some particular advice

if you don't like the way it was done.

Can I get up?

I can't hear!

I got a job.

- Where, Aunty?

- In the United Alliance Bank.

What will you be doing?

Working in office.

Administration.

When do you start, Mom?

When you start--

- Then bye.

- Bye.

Hi. Can I help you?

I wish.

Good morning.

It's my first day.

- Wait-- You work here?

- Yes.

I'm Muna.

Matt.

Matt?

Your name is Matt?

Do you know

what it means in Arabic?

I know it's not "God is great"

but it's what I am.

It means dead.

You are dead.

Cool.

Imagine that someone

invaded America, alright?

And then

the people resisted...

Would we be terrorists?

No. See that's completely

different, though.

- No, it's not.

- It is because

we wouldn't blow ourselves up

killing innocent people.

Because you wouldn't have to.

Alright, because you have

fighter jets in your backyard.

We didn't invade them.

We were over there trying to help them.

How?

By starving them?

By killing them?

My brother is over there

trying to give them a chance

- at freedom.

- If you believe that,

I seriously feel sorry

for you.

- You seriously feel--

- Okay. Okay.

Let's open this up.

What do the rest of you think?

What are the reasons

behind terrorism?

Political injustice

and resistance to occupation.

Just give someone else

a chance, okay?

Fadi.

- You would ask him.

- I'm sorry.

What? What was that?

It seems Salma would rather

I refrain from questioning Fadi.

Probably cause he's got

something to hide.

Yeah, well, maybe he's planning

to blow the school up.

- Hey, that's enough.

- That's so racist.

What, so you think they taught him

to build bombs in the second grade?

Yeah, you people

are clueless.

- Really?

- Okay, okay, that's enough.

Let's get back on track.

Somebody else.

Come on.

Welcome to the White Castle.

Would you like

a case of graving?

No, it's... "Would you like

to try our crave case?"

This what I say.

- You're such a fat pig!

- F*** off!

Why they aren't at school?

Let's just stick with

"Welcome to White Castle."

I'm sorry, there's no one

here named Muna.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

I mean, if you want,

I can ask.

- But I'm pretty positive.

- Yes, please.

- What's your name?

- Raghda.

- I beg your pardon.

- Ra-ghda.

Rag-dha?

- Yes, Ragdha, yes.

- I'm sorry I'm late.

- Muna.

- I was in the store

to buy some medicine.

I have a headache.

Maybe too much thinking.

- You were here this morning.

- Yes. Muna, my name is Muna.

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