Incendies Page #4

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I am in Mama's village.

I wish you were here with me.

Listen.

Oh, I'm sorry, I do not understand.

I told you never to come here again!

Hello!

Souha?

Ahmed loves you!

Ahmed loves you!

I told you not to say that again!

Hello.

Can I help you?

Hello.

Does anyone speak French

or English?

Where's Sami?

Marhaba!

Marhaba!

Hello!

Hello!

Hello!

Uh, Jeanne.

Jeanne.

Jeanne.

Uh ...

Thank you.

- You speak French?

- Yes, hello!

Hello.

My name is Samia.

I am Jeanne Marwan.

Thank you for helping me.

Marwan?

There are many Marwans here.

Really?

Well, I'm from Canada.

I'm looking for Souha.

She is Souha.

She is my great-grandmother.

- Oh! Marhaba!

- Marhaba.

The people in the corner shop

told me to come see you.

I am looking for my father.

His name is Wahab.

Uh ...My mother's name

is Nawal Marwan.

She was born here.

We do not know her.

Of course you know her.

The Marwan family was struck with

shame.

When the war came.

Uh, I'm looking for Wahab.

She does not know Wahab.

I can not help you.

Sorry, I'm tired.

If you're Nawal Marwan daughter,

you're not welcome here.

Go home.

She is looking for her father,

but she doesn't know

who is her mother.

I arrived at the end of the massacre

in the Deressa refugee camp.

Everything was burning.

I looked for my son amid

waves of blood.

I was disheartened by what I saw

and heard.

You claim to be against

our enemy.

That does not make you our friend.

Chamseddine. why would

he trust you?

My son's father was

a refugee from Deressa.

My son has been swallowed

by the war.

I have nothing to lose.

My hatred is great toward

the Nationalists.

This is not what you wrote

in Charbel's journal.

My uncle Charbel thought to encourage

peace with words and books.

I believed that.

Life has taught me

something else.

What are you going to do now?

Teach the enemy what

life has taught me.

That's goog. That's good.

You've just forgotten it. Let's go.

So in French?

I ... I am much better, Dad.

They say "a lot" or "best"

but never both at the same

time, my darling.

I want my son to learn to speak

several languages.

I want him to understand others

without an intermediary.

How are you, Nawal?

It's Nouchine.

Good evening, Nouchine.

How's your mother?

My mother is very well.

Tomorrow.

Marhaba.

Hello, beautiful.

Good morning.

Then you will be going out

with us on Thursday?

No.

Friday?

No.

Saturday?

No.

We are patient!

Me too.

Never forget:

"Always" is "always".

F***ing b*tch.

The prison at Kfar

Ryat was comdemmed in

several reports by Amnesty

International.

Here is the women's section.

The cells are larger.

Some prisoners remained

there up to 15 years.

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