Christ has risen from the dead
Trampling down death by death
And upon those in the tombs
Bestowing life
May God arise and His enemies scatter
May His foes flee before Him
This is the day that the Lord has made
Let us rejoice and be glad in it
Lift up your heads, O ye gates
And be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors
And the King of glory shall come in
Open the door.
Father, even if God comes down, we won't open.
I said, open the door.
We won't open,
even if the sky falls.
Open the door before I grab you and finish you off.
I will smash your bottle over both your heads.
Open the door!
His Holiness doesn't get it.
Father, you have your head in the clouds.
I'll tell you what, Father,
how about you take off and come back later?
We might open then.
Forgive me Lord.
Have mercy, Father!
Neighbour, don't think I'm stealing.
I usually knock on the door for permission.
I did knock, but no one was there.
Our sister says the food is sour.
Sour?
What do you mean by sour?
I'm not sure, but it tastes acidic.
I'm sorry you don't like it.
But that acidity comes from the wine sauce.
It's how it should taste.
What did you say?
Did you say wine?
Yes, wine.
White.
So you are telling us our sister was downing alcohol
without us knowing?
It wasn't exactly your sister
but the chicken who downed the alcohol.
That's how it is then!
You're going to pay for this.
Are you aware of that?
I'm to blame, I'm very sorry.
I should have warned you.
These two glasses are on the house.
And we'll top them up.
Neighbour,
it's time this lemon tree got pruned.
You'll see, after I do it, the lemons will be this big.
Neighbour!
Neighbour...
The other day, I had an urge to go hunting.
As I was lurking for boars,
I look up
and see a large eagle,
its wings spread, each 2 metres long,
whirling around, as if looking for something.
I look closer to see what the son of a bitch is after.
And what do I see? A giant snake coiled up.
Suddenly, the eagle brings its wings in
and swoops down on it, like a rocket.
Before it grabs the snake, I put a bullet in it,
it drops dead next to it.
The snake lifts its head,
stares at me, then at the eagle,
then back at me,
lifts its head up, does like this to me
and slides away.
A few days later, I was sitting home bored.
I told my wife I was going out.
I took my rifle and went hunting.
The sun set,
it started to get chilly.
I had a dozen partridges hanging from my waist.
I said to myself: Let's go home.
I get to my Jeep and find it slanted like that.
The rear tire completely flat.
Then, I hear a noise in the bushes.
I point my rifle,
thinking it's a hyena out to eat me.
Let's get it before it gets me.
I had only one bullet left.
I point my rifle and right before pulling the trigger,
who do I see?
The snake.
That same snake.
It comes towards me,
my gun still pointed at it,
passes by me,
and goes straight for the flat tire.
It opens its mouth and puts it around the valve.
It breathes in and out into the tire.
Inhale and exhale.
It blew into it until it became hard as a rock.
Then, it looked at me, lifted its neck,
did like this to me
and slid away.
Neighbour,
now I'll go home, make a barbecue,
with a few glasses of Arak.
Come join me, neighbour, you're most welcome.
You, come over!
Piss off.
Neighbour...
I've never pissed this much in my life.
I cannot stop.
Thief.
Trained by you.
Piece of shit.
Your shit.
Filthy.
Your filth.
Drunkard.
Just like you.
Thug.
Your upbringing.
Rotten.
Your stink.
Pimp.
In your whorehouse.
Scumbag.
Your scum.
Motherfucker.
Being your son.
Welcome.
Welcome to Paris.
Hello, sir. How are you?
- Are you unwell? - No.
Any headache?
Heart, stomach? Numbness in the legs?
Are you taking any medications?
- You're thirsty maybe? - Yes.
- Are you hungry? - Yes.
- Chicken or beef? - Chicken.
- Pasta, Tabbouleh, both? - Both.
Some dessert with that?
- Panna cotta, tiramisu, chocolate? - Chocolate.
Coffee or tea?
Coffee.
- Do you have any allergies? - No.
Central for number 7.
We are at the corner of Vaucanson and Vertbois.
We have someone who's a bit tired. He was reported to us.
He's alone now, but he's okay.
We gave him water and food. We're off.
Over.
There you go.
- Enjoy. - Thank you.
Is that all for you?
Great. We'll pass by later in any case.
Ok, see you later, sir. Enjoy your meal.
Mr. Suleiman, thank you for sharing this project with us.
As you know, this is the type of project that interests us.
This is a film about the Palestinian conflict.
We have a certain sympathy for the Palestinian cause.
It's not at all that we want a film that would be too didactic
or exotic about Palestine.
But we could almost say your film is not Palestinian enough.
I'm not saying that for commercial reasons.
You know these kind of films don't make money.
We make them only
because we're trying to be useful.
However, this project doesn't correspond to our editorial policy.
In the sense that it takes place in Palestine,
but it might as well be elsewhere.
It could even take place here.
Therefore, I don't think we'll be moving forward.
Of course, we would have loved to.
Despite our initial excitement,
I'm afraid it will be a no go for us.
2.60.
90.
3.90.
Hello ma'am.
We came to check your patio.
Everything looks good.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Have a good day.
It's in compliance. Let's go.
Ali Maarabouni,
Fadwa Amine,
Widad Sharif.
Guys, please.
Our beloved homeland, Palestine.
Guys!
Please listen to me.
But if we go on clapping this way,
time will be up before anyone gets to speak.
So please,
a little calm.
That should be enough, trust me.
This much.
Agreed?
Hey,
what's up?
No, I'm here.
Waiting for a meeting with an American producer.
Well, she's not American, I don't know where she's from.
It's for a project on the conquest of Mexico.
For the 500th anniversary of the conquest.
About Cortes, Moctezuma and all that stuff.
But they want to do it in English.
In English, can you imagine?
They want the Spanish to speak English.
And the indigenous to speak in Nahuatl or any other language.
They don't care.
So they'd sound like:
"Hello, my name is Hernando Cortes and I want to conquer you."
It's going to be terrible, really.
But I won't do it. I'll tell her no.
I'm here with my friend Elia, Elia Suleiman.
He's a Palestinian from...
He's not a Palestinian from Israel.
He's a Palestinian from Palestine.
Yes, Palestine.
Palestine!
Listen, we'll talk later, ok?
Sorry, I'll call you later, bye.
Hey Gael.
- How are you? - Good, and you?
Good.
Listen, excuse me,
but I want to tell you something.
You Palestinians are a weird bunch.
The whole world drinks
in order to forget.
You're the only people
who drinks
in order to remember.
Cheers.
Subtitles: Massoumeh Lahidji & Elia Suleiman
Subtitling by TITRAFILM