Ajami Page #3

-33,000 Dinars.

Subtract one from the other.

What's left? -47,000.

For God. reduce 7,000 Dinars.

That's not enough for God.

Judge, you can't do this!

You have no right.

You have no right.

I am supposed to decide.

Judge! Judge!

Judge! leave it 47,000,

and that's enough!

My man is paralyzed.

Give God 5,000.

leaves us with 42,000.

Yes.

-Okay.

We desire your generosity.

For my loved ones.

from this corner to the other...

May God protect you.

What's left? 38,000.

-38,000.

Enough. Trust God.

-Drink coffee.

Drink your coffee.

Shake hands.

God protect you.

Congratulations, Abu Muhammad.

God protect you.

-God protect you.

Forgive him!

I forgive you, son.

-How much is left?

He'll agree to reduce it to 35,000.

(57,000$).

Greetings.

Greetings.

I promise you

we'll get the money.

Even if I have to work 24/7

without sleep.

You have to trust me.

You're not a little kid anymore

If we are strong,

no one can hurt us.

It only depends on us.

Son of a b*tch.

Go ahead!

Shoot!

Shoot at the ground.

That's it. Enough.

I found us a house up north.

We're leaving Jaffa.

We're moving out in 10 days.

No one has to know.

Do you know

who we're dealing with?!

These are serious people.

They'll find us anywhere.

How?

-They'll find us, Mom.

Wherever we go in this country,

they'll find us.

Omar, you know how much

we've raised untill now?!

in 10 days

we have to leave.

After the 45th day,

the price will be 114,000 $.

And they'll be after us.

Running away?!

It will ruin us.

Hide it.

-People pay like a**holes.

Hello.

How are you?

How much?

-Fill it up with 95.

Is everything okay?

Hello.

We have a Gas Credit Charger.

We're selling at half price.

-We're selling gas.

Who?

-My brother and Shata.

Thank you very much.

Press the gas and the clutch.

Quick. so no one can sees you.

God damn!

(670$).

What's so great?!

Not worth the risk.

What can we do?

Sell.

-Sell what?

Drugs.

Who'll let you sell drugs?!

Are you stupid? Who?

I need money,

and you're saving "no"...

Get money, how?

How?

You always manage, right?

-I manage 1000, 500...

connect me to the guy.

I'll do it.

What guy?!

I'll sell. No problem.

-F*** off.

What's the problem?!

To sell stuff?!

To sell drugs

you need connections.

People have to know

you're selling

Sell to the wrong guy,

and he'll rat you ou.

And you'll go straight to jail.

And in jail.

You'll wiped out easily.

Plenty of hit men in jail.

It's not a path we can take.

I have no choice.

Leave town! Leave town!

-I won't. -Why?

If you stay

you have no chance.

You have 20 days.

Mom.

Mom.

-Yes. dear.

Where is Omar?

Why?

I think something bad

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