Five Fingers

Synopsis: While traveling to Morocco to initiate a food program of his own to help poor kids, the Dutch Martijn is kidnapped by a group of terrorists and his guide Gavin is executed in cold blood in front of him. Along the days, Martijn is tortured by a Muslin man and Aicha and looses four fingers. In the end, the truth about his travel is finally disclosed.
Genre: Drama, Thriller
Director(s): Laurence Malkin
Production: Lions Gate
87 min

They were all proper business transactions.

Then why, Gavin, would they kidnap us?

For the publicity.

- Publicity?

- Yeah.

Yeah, you'll see.

Pretty soon they'll be parading us

in front of the cameras

trying to get us to make speeches

denouncing the West,

or some sort of bollocks.

But I'll tell you, mate,

I'm not gonna say a bloody word.

No, I'm not gonna give them

the satisfaction.

Maybe we should try and talk with them

or something like that.

No, f*ck them! Goddamn savages.

- They're not savages.

- Sure they are.

Stupid wankers.

Listen, you've got to drop all this

PC bullshit and steel yourself, mate.

- F*ck them! Treat them like animals.

- They're not animals.

The thing is don't let them

f*ck with you psychologically.

As soon as you realise that they don't

really have the guts to kill you, it's easy.

Well, yeah, they'll threaten us,

they'll act like they want to kill us,

but really they want to keep us alive.

Really, it's just a bluff

because we're worth nothing to them dead.

Gavin, what if these guys

don't want a ransom?

- What else could they want?

- I don't know.

Shit! Someone's there.

He's been watching us this whole time.


Sir, you have the wrong guys.

Yeah, we're not American.

- I didn't even vote for Tony Blair!

- And I'm Dutch.

So you could just let us go

and we'll forget the whole thing.

We haven't even seen your faces!


Hello? Hello!

Whatever it is you want from us,

you can forget about it, you understand?

You have made a massive mistake.

I don't think yelling at them

is such a good idea.

F*ck them!

They wouldn't dare kill us,

not if they want sympathy.

What if they don't want sympathy?

What else could they want?

It's a publicity stunt, isn't it?

For Christ sakes.

Our photos are plastered all over

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