The Making of Lion of the Desert Page #2

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the rest of them are strangled

them in order to make peace.

Sir, there are 5,000 displaced

Bedouins outside my force.

I have no food for them.

I've difficulty in controlling

them and I need...

What you need Colonel,

what you need...

is a little bit

more of that.

Who is that man?

Sharif El Gariani.

He's quite useful to us,

old friend of Omar Mukhtar.

- Useful you say?

- Yes.

Bring him here.

I think you will find

that you can rely on him.

General Graziani, may I present

his excellency, Sharif El Gariani.

I understand that you know

Omar Mukhtar.

I did.

What would it take to get

him to surrender?

I don't know. Even as a boy,

he was terribly stubborn.

But if I could be of help in any way,

I should be very willing to agree.

You'll find that we can

be terribly generous.

Lt. Genieri, urgent message sir.

Can't it wait? You see

you're disturbing my guests.

Excuse me gentlemen.

They say, the flagman has lost tre

semana (ital./span. hogwash 'three weeks')...

while sleeping on his dispatches.

What is this?

Another wasted maneuver?

How many dead Italians?

20 dead, 50 wounded sir.

And they let him go again.

Yes, sir.

- But, this time, he was seen.

- He was seen?

How do they know he was seen?

Nobody knows him.

How do they knew he was seen?

It was only for a moment sir.

But they are sure. It was Mukhtar.

I suppose I should decorate them

just for the bravery of seeing Mukhtar.

There could be.. There could be..

Could be anywhere..

Tomelli, I want you to use

a fast, hard hitting force

and you forget what

Omar Mukhtar looks like.

We're all obsessed by never

having seen him.

Go for his blood.

Go for his circulation.

Go for the revolution that

is inside every Bedouin.

Mukhtar's been fighting turns,

three months we run with him.

The next three months their

peace XXXXXX???.

Tomelli, no peace.

Take your brother!

The women must hide!

Round up the men.

Those three at the end there.

And...

these two at the back.

And...

Yes...!

Let the young curb XXXXX????

(WTF is he saying???)

Some of you have conscript,

instead of going three months

...with Mukhtar.

You go one year to useful labor...

while you'll be out of town.

Burn their half

they give to Mukhtar.

Burn half of everything.

It's a bullet wound sir.

You were shot running

with Mukhtar, weren't you?

What have you to say?

What have you to say?

You do?

Well, you brought it on yourself.

Execute him.

Not, not over there. Here!

Let them see it.

In the name of God,

give him time to pray!

You're warned, be careful.

Saleem!

Murderer! Killers!

Aisha!

Aisha!

Mother,

I must do something.

Poor Aisha.

She forgot her veil.

Oh God!

I must do something!

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