Fort Saganne Page #3

- They're robbers.

- Shut up!

You just don't understand them.

I want you out of here.

You'll go back North.

I'll go find Mekalla.

And I'll drag him back here.

Geindroz, do you have

any camels?

- Ours are too tired.

- They're grazing at Jhallaouia.

- It hasn't rained and so...

- Saganne, go get them.

You'll rest on your way back.

You do enjoy long treks.

And that ghost town

is worth a sweat.

Gentlemen.

Take Vulpi with you.

He'll give you a hand.

We'll demote him

when he returns.

It's his third time,

so there's no hurry.

At least, he knows the Sahara.

I'll be right back.

- Everything okay, sir?

- Leave me alone!

The camels you took are mine.

- Who are you?

- The camels are mine.

- They belong to the Tit.

- And the Tit belongs to me.

But not the shepherd.

Everything is mine...

the camels,

the shepherds, the sky!

This is mine.

I'm giving it to you.

Take it.

I have 40 camels.

I'll give you 10.

- 20.

- 15.

- 17.

- 15, and that's it.

You're just like us,

Lieutenant Saganne.

- So you know my name?

- I'm Amajar.

Amajar...

chief of the Nemas,

married to Mekalla's daughter.

For a newcomer,

you know a lot.

Be careful, Saganne.

You're ill.

Geindroz!

Go check if he brought

the camels with him.

I'm from Arige too!

I'll take care of you.

Don't you touch me!

You're just exhausted.

Leave me alone.

I was wrong.

I can't do this.

It's too much.

Dubreuilh's right.

I like the protocol,

the uniform...

but not here.

Not here. I'm too tired.

- I'm tired.

- It's typical.

- You're bushed.

- Get the hell out!

- I don't need a nun!

- I'm a doctor.

Get the hell out!

All right, work it out alone.

He needs quinine

and lots of water.

"My dear Lucien,

we go through this country like a sword

through the fire... a real forge.

How can one endure it?

Willpower and courage are not enough.

Neither is endurance.

Simplicity is key here."

Keep playing.

Her name's Demla.

Tempted?

I didn't come here

to abuse children.

- Why did you come here?

- How about you?

Me? Like everyone else,

I wanted to get away.

But I have a goal in life.

I want to be the only camel-riding

cellist on earth!

Be careful, Saganne.

Beware of their bullshit...

"the mystical desert,

the effort to surpass oneself,

France's duty to civilize..."

Lieutenant,

we're leaving in the morning.

The Colonel's waiting for us

at Mekalla's camp.

Attention!

These are my boys,

Csar and Marius.

Emir Mekalla is the one in the middle,

next to the Colonel.

They've been talking

for three days.

Mekalla agrees to join us again,

but a couple of tribe leaders

are against it...

young men who won't listen.

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