Eshtebak Page #5

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- Are you famous?

- Sort of.

DJ?

You have no equipment.

Cards and a LED belt don't make

you a DJ.

It's better than watching

football all day.

Team Ahly forever!

Team Ahly is the best.

It was.

- Team Zamalek is better.

- Better at losing.

Football means Team Zamalek!

My dad used to say

football means Ahly.

Your dad's a wise man.

It smells awful.

What smell?

You call that smell

peaceful protesting?

It's from your side.

This is inappropriate.

There are women here.

It's not from the MB side.

So the MB don't fart?

Huzaifa!

Dad!

I'm worried about your brother Malek.

He'll be fine.

You sound exhausted, Dad.

Try to rest.

There are over 50 people

crammed in here.

We can barely stand.

You'll be all right, God willing.

Guys!

Please take care of my dad.

He doesn't look well.

Dad, try to find a place to sit.

You'll be fine.

Well done, drive on!

Great job!

Let's get moving.

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Start the truck.

Start the truck.

- Start it.

- Go back inside now.

Go back inside now.

- No, I won't! People are dying.

- Nagwa.

I said go back.

- Who's in charge?

- The prisons are full.

It's too damn hot.

We'll move once we find

a prison with capacity.

Get a bottle of water, quickly.

Quickly!

Get back in, lady!

Drink up, Fares.

Pass the water around.

Each person gets one sip.

Can we have some water, please?

Don't finish it.

Some water, please.

Refreshing?

Yes.

You'll feel it now.

Someone just died.

Help.

We need some air.

Haj Hamza.

Haj Hamza!

Answer me, Father!

Open the door.

Open the damn door!

Father!

He needs air.

That's Sameh's voice,

your son's best friend.

Sameh.

I'm Salah, Tarek's dad.

Is my son with you?

How did you end up here?

Help us, Uncle Salah.

- What?

- We can't breathe.

Open the door.

Open their door.

- Go back.

- They're dying in there.

Get back, old man.

Get back!

Open their damn door!

Try taking turns at the windows.

Take turns at the windows!

Help, we need air!

Open the door.

Open the door.

People are dying inside.

Take turns by the windows.

Get back.

You'll get court-martialed for this.

They need to breathe.

Open the door now.

Back to your position!

People are dying, sir.

Are you disobeying orders?

He's new, sir.

Hey chick, give me a kiss.

I need that kiss.

I want that kiss.

- Sameh!

- Haj Hamza!

Father!

Answer me.

Please answer me.

Sameh.

Sameh.

Guys! Are you OK?

Say something. Anything!

Haj Hamza.

What happened to your back?

Torture?

How old is your son?

May God bless him.

My son Talha is in college.

What grade is your boy in?

Eleventh grade.

I didn't see my son

when he was

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