Dheepan Page #5

- Yes.

- The old man sleeping?

- Yes.

Are you leaving?

Do you like football?

I don't mind.

Don't stand there, sit down.

Sit down.

What's that?

Nothing.

It's an ankle monitor.

- To race?

- No.

- Actually, it's so you don't run.

- Oh?

Why?

Thanks to this gizmo, people

can keep track of me.

My name is Illayaal.

I live in France.

I like to dance.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

It's your turn now.

My name is Dheepan.

What are you doing?

It's funny... it feels like

being in a movie theater.

Do you see that dog?

I know it.

Do I take everything?

No, just this.

First, we go to temple.

And then?

Hi!

Did you take everything?

The rolls...

the rolls.

You were telling me about Shoban.

He's in Dortmund now.

Can you get his number?

Did you find Ravi?

The one in Dortmund.

I can get Shoban's number

through Ravi.

It's my brother, have you seen him?

Two for 5 euros.

How are you, Dheepan?

What's new with you?

You know...

the Greeks would chop the heads off of

those who came bearing bad news.

Colonel Chern is there.

He wants to see you.

- Is he alone?

- Yes.

Wait here.

He's there.

Be careful.

Relax.

- Are you OK?

- Yes.

Do you want some water?

Tell him to come in.

Come in!

Sivadhasan!

It's been so long.

How are you?

I'm happy to see you.

They told me they

had decapitated you,

that they had identified you.

I have an important mission.

To raise money.

I am in contact with the Lebanese.

They want 100,000 dollars

for the weapons.

Do our people here continue

to support the cause?

What do you want weapons for, Colonel?

To send them home!

What home?

To the comrades!

Colonel...

it's over.

I lost my section in Nandhikadal.

My wife died.

My children are dead.

The was is over.

What are you saying?

Repeat it!

Is OK, Colonel.

The war is not over.

But for me...

it's over.

Your breath stinks.

How are you?

What happened?

Are you sure you're alright?

Why did you sleep with us?

I have no idea.

Did you have a nightmare.

I've been living here for 30 years.

Before that, my father was around

but they caught him.

They almost caught my uncle.

I'm next on the list.

Sometimes, I get up and think:

this has to stop.

But, what are going to do?

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Do you understand just a little?

A lot? Nothing?

It doesn't matter.

What about you, anything to tell?

Do you have anything to share?

What do I know?

Your daughter, your husband?

Daughter.

You can tell me,

I don't understand anything.

She's not my daughter.

And he's not my husband either.

It's all a charade.

What does it mean when you do...?

This?

Is it a yes or a no?

Or go to hell?

Back in Sri Lanka

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