Dheepan Page #3

Around here, many women

cover their heads.

You could do the same.

Head cover, it's not my religion.

I'm not talking about religion,

but trying to look like the others.

And stop getting upset

every time I say something.

How are you doing?

I found her a job.

It's an elderly man, he's a little

ill but he's OK.

She has to cook and do the

cleaning.

He lives in Building G, 9th floor.

It's for an older gentleman

in Building G.

Cooking and cleaning.

- Youssouf, how much do they pay?

- 500 euros monthly.

It's good pay.

How much?

It's a lot, but pretend is

sufficient. 500 euros.

500 euros?

What did I say?

Say yes and that's it.

- So, then?

- She doesn't speak french.

That's no problem.

Who'll look after Illayaal?

- Can our daughter go with her?

- No, she can't. No children.

I'll take care of her.

- What do you say?

- Yes.

500?

Are you trying to figure it out

in rupees?

- In one month...

- 500 multiplied by 170...

85,000?

- Who's she?

- The housekeeper's wife.

Show me your purse.

Where are you?

Youssouf?

- Mr. Habib, how are you?

- Good morning.

She's your new...

Mr. Habib, is Karine here?

Karine!

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- She will take your place.

- I'll take her.

Here's the bathroom.

Here, the bedroom.

You have to clean it.

The kitchen. He eats here.

Over there is the cleaning stuff.

I'll show the living room door.

When they're here

you can knock if you need anything.

And they'll tell you to come in.

Do you understand?

Knock on the door...

Come in.

Is Mr. Habib OK?

Yes. He just finished eating.

- Who are these guys?

- I don't know, they're like the ones downstairs.

What do they do with the old man?

They lock themselves up

in the living room.

They talk, like it is their office.

- Who are they?

- Crooks.

Gangs?

Like the Vannilas and the Minnals?

Something like that, but

less dangerous.

Youssouf says that it's normal

around here.

- Can I play with you?

- No!

One, two, three...

No!

Did this also happen in Sri Lanka?

I'm sorry.

"They are my friends to the end"

"Without my friends,

I'd be lost."

"Without my friends, no..."

What does it mean?

It's a poem.

About friendship.

Without my friends...,

you're a fool.

Without my friends...,

you're sh*t.

Without my friends...,

you know nothing.

Without my friends...,

you don't understand anything.

Without my friends...,

I don't want you.

Without my friends...,

you're ugly.

Without my friends...,

you're sh*t.

Are you making fun of me, eh?

Who do you think you are?

I don't want to see you!

Get out!

I hate you!

I hate you!

My mother is dead.

I don't have a mother anymore.

You could at least treat

me decently.

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