Ai Weiwei: Never Sorry Page #2

Then we were followed back to our hotel.

But Weiwei handled this his own way.

He went over to the police car and

just asked them, "Are you following me?"

You looking for me?

You looking for me?

What are you doing?

Nothing, I'm just asking

if you're following me.

- I don't know you. I'll call the police!

- Go ahead, call the police!

Notherfuckers.

They didn't look right to me.

ID cards! Take your ID cards.

At about three o'clock we heard,

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of banging on the door

was incredibly loud and terrifying.

I said, "What the f***!

Who is f***ing knocking at this hour?"

I started to swear like that.

They shouted, "Police!"

So I had to stop.

The police can give you a lot of trouble.

Who's there?

Police.

What police?

From the local station.

Why are local cops

knocking on doors so late?

- Inspection.

- Inspecting what?

Identity papers.

Who allows you to check IDs at this hour?

We'll explain things

after you open the door.

Open the door.

The police kicked the door open.

This young cop wanted to show off.

He went up and punched Ai Weiwei.

- You're hitting me?

- Who saw it?

- Is this how police officers behave?

- Who hit you? Where's the wound?

- How did my clothes get torn?

- You did it yourself!

- I tore my own clothes and beat myself?

- That's right, it's the only explanation.

Because I didn't see anyone hit you.

Officer 7998,

I'm taking your badge number!

Where are my five assistants

that you detained?

I just want to know where they are.

I don't know,

and I'm not sure I can find out.

Where are they being detained?

It's not that they

are being detained, exactly...

You took them away! You can't say

that you don't know where they are.

It hurts so much.

It's like my head is splitting open.

It was like this back in China, too,

but I thought if I waited it would get better.

F*** you, Notherland.

The End

When he was unexpectedly hit in Sichuan,

I was terrified.

It was something I never imagined.

For us, life and work are mixed together.

That's because our home and our work

are in the same place.

So being together, getting along

for so many years, 16 years...

it's pretty special.

Collecting antiques

was one of our father's hobbies.

This love for antiques eventually

became a part of Weiwei's art.

He started smashing pottery.

Things from our past

often influence our future.

There are reasons behind some things.

Did your family influence you?

I don't really think

my family influenced me very much.

Could we visit your mother

to ask her about you?

That wouldn't be good. She's too old.

How she sees me isn't who I really am.

Here's an idea!

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