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Je ne comprends pas. What are you doing?

Qu'est-ce-que vous faites?

Please don't do that!

Hey! That's my towel!

F***!

Julia, what is wrong?

Julia?

Nothing.

- We have no money. - No money? -

Absolutely none. Not even for the rent.

- How can you have no money?!

- Meaning?

- I only mean you are English.

- Do you think I sell dolls for fun?

No, but it's money for the pocket. Julia?

Many English don't have any money, you know.

Most of them, in fact.

- Uh? - Just because I'm English

doesn't mean... - No problem.

So what's the problem?

What?

I left my job.

There are... two women. No, three women.

- And a journey.

- A journey? How original.

- Something's bad.

- What kind of bad?

Ten US dollars?

- Get lost!

- You must help me to tell you. It is most important.

So maybe you should tell the police.

Oh, no, no, no.

Nothing could possibly be that bad.

Please.

Well?

- You will never have a husband.

- That bad, huh?

- No husband?

- Sorry, but you should know.

You complete loser.

Have you seen my pink trousers?

Bilal isn't wearing them, is he?

- I don't think so.

- That's strange.

How could they do that?

And we have nothing! NOTHING!

- Stop her, Bea!

- No, Mum!

- Stop, Mum, please stop! I know what you're gonna do!

- I'm not going to do anything.

- No! - Mum, stop! Mum!

- Stop, Mum!

- Come out!

- Don't do it!

- It doesn't matter.

Come out! Those are my trousers!

.. Now you've taken my trousers!

Give them back to me. Get them off!

Right!

Sorry.

Right!

Don't do it!

Sh*t!

Bea, what did you learn today?

- And the five rules of Islam?

- Prayer, study, pilgrimage, fasting, charity.

Good. Very good.

You really are the little Arab girl, uh?

Would the schoolgirl like a vacancy?

- Bilal means holiday.

- But why? I'll fall behind.

- I've just started. - But just until

things get better. - Will you think about it?

- Hmm?

- In Bilal's village.

I'll think about it.

- Look, it's for you.

- Thank you, Bilal.

These are my people.

Do it like this. Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Bilal! Something wrong?

No, everything is fine.

She's so small.

She's beautiful.

OK. Now you're like a little English boy.

He says, "When you grow up,

he can see you'll be a good man."

- "How many wives in your country?"

- Mm, thousands and thousands.

He says, "Wives take lots of money."

".. And every wife adds trouble to trouble."

".. To add this sum, we need a great mathematician."

".. Life passes and youth is spent."

".. That's why to neglect a wife...

"is a crime against God."

".. And a mortal sin."

I suppose I feel, sort of, very at home.

- On the side of the hill.

- Yes.

On the side of the hill.

- To fill the eyes, it is important.

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