Mascarades Page #3

You have to be able to afford that.

Since when does Mounir know guys

who stay at four-star hotels?

He works at the Colonels.

He works at the Colonels!

Hes a gardener! Understand?

- Have you seen Ringo?

- I wouldnt set foot in his dump.

You make deliveries at the hotel.

Cant you get some information?

Im not Kojak, pal.

Not Kojak, pal...

I havent seen him all day.

Hes avoiding me, he

doesnt dare face me.

Itll work itself out.

No, not as long as I

sleep day and night.

But today, Ill hold out

and wait till he comes home.

Wheres Dad? Why isnt he home?

He must have had something to do.

Rym will leave and its my fault.

Why do you say that, Amine?

Sweetheart, whats wrong?

You know your father loves

you and Rym to pieces.

Youre what he cares about most.

Okay, he didnt like what

people said about his sister

so he went and promised her hand.

But you know your dad,

hell use his brain and

everything will be fine.

- Its not my fault hes not home?

- Of course not, sweetheart.

Give me a kiss.

A bigger one?

My little man!

Think shell get better one day?

Ask God and say a prayer.

Amen, Lord of the Universe.

One day, Dad told me

that if eating pork would

make her better, hed eat it.

Thats your dad.

You know how he is,

slightly mad and...

Crazy!

Its just one of Mounirs

wild schemes, dont worry.

Is he back yet?

Get up.

Rym, stay calm, let me talk to him.

Why did you wake me up?

- Dad!

- Hello, son.

Dad...

- Amine, go to bed.

- Why?

- Cant I stay?

- To bed!

Have a seat, dear brother.

Im sure you havent eaten yet.

Speak up!

- Its not true.

- What?

- No one asked for Ryms hand.

- What?

- You mean...

- I was angry, it just came out.

It just came out?

All this was only in your head?

Okay, well pretend to meet

him and then say you refused.

And you, my man, can find

a car for tomorrow morning.

Im taking the Lada.

Mounir, stop! Stop!

This is cool!

You like it?

Look at his hair.

This hotel is a mess.

They call that civilised.

Get up.

- We have time.

- Get up!

- Rym, wake up.

- Hurry, hurry, hes coming!

Please, maam. Move back.

- Who is it?

- William...

Mr William Vancooten!

Rym!

- Tell us...

- Weve been waiting all morning.

Rym...

- Rym, tell us.

- Tell us...

Did you see him? Did you?

Hes perfect.

What I like most is that

hes afraid of no one.

He told the whole world

he wants to marry me.

- Whats he like?

- Whats his name?

William Vancooten. Australian.

Blond, blue eyes, strong as a lion!

There were people all around

him with mobiles and computers.

They even made everyone

leave when he arrived!

Dont pay any attention.

Theyre worn out.

Good afternoon.

Yes?

Hi, how are you?

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