The Invisible Men

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This police van

just dropped me off.

They drove me all the way here

from Tel Aviv,

and there are no buses,

no way to get back to Tel Aviv.

There he is.

I remember the night when

Louie called me

and asked me to take him

back to Tel Aviv.

Israeli policemen had expelled

him back to the West Bank

and he was in danger again.

Louie has been living like this

for 10 years,

as a Palestinian

illegally hiding in Israel.

Every time he's expelled,

he sneaks right back in.

What does this say?

-"To the police..." -"To the police..."

"and the armed forces..."

- Yes? -That's your name.

"We are in the process of helping

Mr. Louie..."

This is your ID number, father's

name, place of birth...

It says that you're a homosexual

and you can't return to Palestine,

that your life would be in danger.

Here are some phone numbers

in case the policeman

wants to call, make inquiries.

I had this boyfriend,

and one Friday night I told him,

"Let's go to a friend, have a drink."

He said, "cool."

Camera phones had just come out.

We were both drinking and...

my friend wasn't.

So my boyfriend and me were drinking,

and we started...

to kiss...

and my friend took a picture of us.

We went into a room and...

we had sex...

while he kept on taking pictures.

We didn't notice.

Then one time

my friend and I had a fight.

My dad called me,

and said,

"We need you at home."

He told me,

"I have pictures of you kissing a man,

"having sex and all that."

And I... l flipped out.

I said,

"No, no, no."

He said, "I can tell. I'll punish you,

you'll never go to back to Tel Aviv.

"There's nothing you can do.

You're finished."

They tried to tie me up,

and then my dad brought a knife.

When I saw the knife,

I just lost it.

It was as if my soul

had left my body.

And my soul was holding

my body together.

He almost slaughtered me,

like a lamb, like a goat.

He cut my face,

this scar here.

So I ran away from home.

I always wanted to know

what it's like to be gay

on the other side

of the security fence,

in the Occupied Territories.

I never imagined

that there were people like Louie

who had to escape

all the way to Tel Aviv,

forced to live in another country

where they are constantly hunted.

Louie manages to survive

by taking illegal odd jobs.

Louie will move the table and chairs to

the corner so they won't get in the way.

Louie, you're getting

a lot of compliments. -Thanks.

If I want to go to Jaffa on a Friday,

I have to pay 60 shekels for a cab.

I tell him to go around Jaffa

and then I go back home.

I can't go on foot.

A lot of people know me here.

They'll take me to my family

and finish me off.

Where does your family work?

In the kiosk. One is making drinks,

the one in the red shirt,

and there's another inside.

You can't see him.

Drive, drive faster.

Do you remember the first time

you met a man here in Tel Aviv?

Yes.

I loved him and...

He disappeared. Went abroad.

What was his name?

His first name?

I really don't feel like

saying his name.

His name was Guy.

This is me on my birthday.

This is me at the gym.

Look at those muscles...

Dubi, what are you eating?

Sour cream?

MM are you asking'!?

Good dogs. Everyone's eating.

The police are downstairs

Hi Yariv,

Listen...

The Police are knocking at my door.

I'm talking to you from the closet.

They're checking other apartments now.

Come quickly, Yariv! Come!

After Louie called me,

I got there as soon as possible.

I asked the young police officer to

be considerate of Louie's situation.

I convinced him and he left.

Who is it'? -Louie.

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