Rabat Page #3

What's this?

It looks like a prison.

F*** you guys.

I'm not sleeping up there.

I don't even fit. Come on Abdel,

you're small.

What's that?

- An alarm clock.

Why bring an alarm clock

on a holiday?

This ain't no holiday.

I'm going to look for a phone booth.

Have a shower and

I'll see you in 10 minutes by the car.

There's a phone here.

You know what that costs?

Hey, it's me.

Yes, it's fine.

Can I speak to Dad?

Dad!

I'm fine. You?

I've passed Lyon. Yes.

The car is fine, don't worry.

No, no problem. I'm just calling...

Did you speak to them today?

They're glad I'm coming? Yes, I'm too.

No, dad. No problem.

I know it's a good family.

Don't worry, my hair is fine. We're losing

the connection. My money's gone.

Love to mum. Bye.

These chairs aren't bad.

I'll be honest, I'm really enjoying this.

What?

- You know, the three of us.

France... It's been a long time.

I don't even mind the crap pizza and

the Turk pretending to be Italian.

There are less Italians

in the world than we think.

Half of them are really

Turks or Egyptians.

So there are even more Turks?

- I hope not.

What do you think?

What? I didn't follow.

- Never mind.

I designed some new logos. Check these.

You did it on the computer?

- Yes. Different colours so we can choose.

The red one is nice.

- That's good.

I'd be sure to visit there.

- Me too, it's the best one.

What do you think?

I don't know.

What don't you know?

The logo or the colour?

I'm too tired. Let's sleep.

We have to get up early tomorrow.

Take me to Rue de la Fontaine.

What?

Please take me

to Rue de la Fontaine.

This is no taxi. This is not a taxi.

Yes, it's a taxi.

Rue de la Fontaine, please.

What does she want?

- To go home. She thinks it's a taxi.

Tell her it isn't.

- I did. She doesn't understand it.

I think she's lost it.

And my French is...

- Just drag her out of the car.

Hell no! She must be at least 80.

What do you want to do?

- Come on, let's take her.

Where does this woman live?

There's nothing here.

Yeah, laugh about it...

Just watch the road.

We have to find our way back.

You're a good-looking boy.

What?

He's a pretty boy.

She finds you're handsome.

When I was young, I knew a soldier...

...who looked just like you.

He was a handsome boy.

All the girls in the village

were in love with him.

One day he gave me a piece of chocolate.

All my friends were jealous.

Next day he had left...

...and I never saw him again.

Yes, you remember me of him.

Zakaria, what did she say?

I don't know. I couldn't understand her.

F***! Boys...

I didn't hear the alarm clock.

Hey, get up!

Did you hear the alarm clock?

- No, man.

I switched it off.

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