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A bearded man.
Muslim Brother .
Be careful.
- Say Imam, can I wear varnish during Ramadan?
- What's the problem?
- And if it penetrates the edge of my nails?
- Do not eat or drink between sunrise and sunset,
that's what Ramadan is all about.
Amel !
Yes?
- Where's your lazy daughter?
- What now? - Look.
It's the report card of someone who's taking the baccalaureate.
- Have you seen her?
- I'm Olfa's bodyguard now?
- But what are you good for?
- Give me a raise and I'll tell you where she is.
- She'll get her high school diploma.
- This is your fault. You're too nice to her.
- Say something, it's your niece!
- Do you believe in this thing?
You think the Arabs are going to pay to come and see her?
Like: "I'm sick, I need to talk."
- Anything. - You will see.
Yes, that's right.
We have God,
we don't need this bullshit.
I give you 2 weeks. After that...
You will beg me to drive you to the airport.
"Practice", you bet!
Keep moving, brother!
We are not going to spend the night there!
Move!
What the hell are you doing!
Take your hand off!
You'll get nothing, even if you lick the glass.
- This isn't Coke.
- What do you mean it's not Coke?
- Give me that.
Shh! Nobody talks anymore.
That's enough!
Look at all that you can put in!
You can carry your whole house!
She has a radio-cassette
with Tunisian hits.
Do you know Kamel's Car?
Kamel's car rolls very smoothly
Ask him why he doesn't come to the village anymore.
Immigrant, go!
"My money," she says!
Kamel's car rolls very smoothly
Very gently
Zohra !
- I'm talking to you!
- What? - When do I come by?
- Do you have an appointment? - I never take them.
- Sit down, then.
Big boy, I first manage my compatriots
and I am yours.
- Take a number and wait.
- Listen to Mrs. Aïcha, everyone leaves Baya's place happy.
We never go out of Baya Center angry!
Like chopsticks.
And with your outfit, you look like a guy.
A psychoanalysis practice here, in Tunis?
Come on!
Friends, silence!
Miss France has an announcement for you all.
- According to the trend, the Islamist party Ennadha
would be in the lead with 40% of the votes.
This would ensure 60 to 65% coverage. of the 217 seats in the Assembly.
- Your papers.
But what is France doing in a car like this?
- Let her go.
- What about the breathalyzer test?
Come on, be nice, we have work to do.
- Can I give her a breathalyzer test? - No, you can't.
Come on, move.
Harissa?
- We can speak Arabic if you want.
You take your haughty air.
- You have an appointment Thursday at 3 p.m.
Be punctual, don't forget that she is French.
- Yes, of course.
Thank you, may God protect you.
You know, I'm exhausted.
- Please don't, I don't want to know anything.
She's the doctor.
I already have enough problems like this.
Honestly!
- What are you doing here? Who are these people?
Of course.
- Do you have a problem with that?
You thought I would clean your husband's vomit all my life?
- You know they're all deranged?
- You know, I have a lot of experience. with disturbed people.
You understand...
- Selma, be nice.
We'll get a lawyer.
We don't like your firm at all.
My goodness, what's going on?
Imam! Imam!
Mourad, the keys.
- The keys.
- What would you say to
a good hot dish to give you back your strength?
- You are sure to have seen nothing?
- Go up to the house instead,
lie down under the air conditioner.
- Which air conditioner? The air conditioner is broken.
- Hajj. If you do not speak, there's nothing we can do.
- Not that, it's not good for your diabetes!
Bring him some water! This poor man is in shock!
- No need to shout, I'm going.
- Handsome!
Gnaouia ?
- What?
She steals my money, what do I do?
Should I let it go?
I say to him: "Wait, I have an appointment"?
- My son, listen to the lady.
Be nice, my boy.
I won't be long.
A real leech.
- Are we bugged?
There are microphones here.
Hold on...
You are an agent of the Mossad?
"How dare you? I am imam, I fear God".
- Of course.
The jungle.
I dreamed of Saddam Hussein,
of AI Assad,
of Mohammed VI...
Why?
Get this shit out of my head!
What have I done to God?
Ah but if I dream of that bastard Bush...
Excuse me!
Inchallah.
- Inchallah, I say to you.
- Olfa, may the plague take you away!
Have you seen my daughter?
- She's going to drive me crazy, this kid!
- Even to you, I am ashamed to say it.
They expelled her, that idiot.
Without money, they would have pressed charges.
Do you know what she did?
In front of the class, she did like this.
Je l'ai élevée comme j'ai pu. I educated her well.
I passed Islam on to her. I talked to her about the Quran.
What am I going to do with her?
Imagine, without Mourad's check,
she would be in front of the judge!
What a shitty life.
You are lucky.
- No husband.
No children bothering you.
- Tell us about it!
You don't know how lucky you are.
I, in your place...
- But tell me about it!
You're too uptight.
It is hard. Is she hard on you too?
- Very hard.
- I swear, it's too much.
- Take care of yourself.
- Don't talk about misfortune.
- What's up?
Sorry, I'm leaving!
- Please hurry.
I do kung fu! - What?
- Guess who ruined it, God damn that bastard.
Excuse me.
Hold on.
- Please wait.
- Are you coming now? - What's going on?
- What are you doing now? Stop eating and go to the living room.
- I warn you, you leave her alone.
I read an article one day
on Egyptians who make zebiba to show their devotion.
Before, you had to pray for 50 years to have a stain on the forehead.
These young people, incise their forehead with a blade
then rub garlic on it to blacken the wound.
No zebiba. No zebiba.
They told me about Zohra again.
They said that if I was a strong Muslim,
my wife would not have left me.
She was watching Turkish soap operas in a loop.
I should have been more careful.
One day, she cried.
She cried for a month,
without stopping.
The hero of her favorite series had just died.
During the aggression from the Salafists of the mosque,
she left,
the day of Ben Ali's fall.
She went to Turkey.
I have no more news.
I lost everything that day.
I just wanted a spot on my forehead.
Just like the others.
I never wanted to die.
- Speak to her in Arabic.
- She doesn't understand. - Si.
- What does it mean "Mossad"? - I don't know. It is written.
- Salah, what does that mean?
- They are the guys who killed Kennedy.
- Are you happy? John Kennedy!
Go back to sleep.
- Exhausting. She's not giving up.
- Take your break.
- We're going to eat calf's feet and we'll come back.
- Here, this too.
- Salah, you can go eat.
It's not for us, you understand?
Okay?
- During the Revolution,
we created a group with the neighbors to protect the neighborhood.
We were drinking.
To pass the time and forget about fear.
Afterwards, I couldn't stop.
I used to drink to go to work,
to rest,
to drive,
to look at my wife,
my children.
You know, Selma,
I am afraid.
I'm stuck.
I would give anything to get out of here.
To ensure a future for my daughters.
Here, there is nothing more.
It is deserted.
Black, dark.
It's a powder keg,
a spark,
and it's over.
Don't worry, everything is fine.
The girls are playing. Selma is here.
I swear it's okay.
A small skid of nothing at all.
- Yes, all right.
- Hold on.
- What are you doing here?
- I ran away.
Shut up!
- There are no more rules in this country?
There is a sick person in the hammam.
We think it's a woman
and while exfoliating her, we discover that they are "equipped".
"Equipped", you can imagine!
This way! At the end on the left.
There you go.
Boss!
- Get out, brother, this is the hammam for women.
- Get this shit out of me! It's suffocating here!
- Get out.
- Why? - Get out!
But I am a woman! - Come on, get out of here!
- I am a woman!
You're the one who's getting out!
I am a woman! Get out of my way!
Fuck off!
Buzz off!
- I just want to talk. - No!
Buzz off!
- I'm going to give you a party.
- I won't go out! Don't come near me!
- Get out then!
- You're going to hit me! - No, I won't touch you.
Hold on.
I know this one.
- Where do you know me from?
- I saw you at Selma's.
- Do you know Mrs. Selma? - Yes.
- Are you a patient? - Yes.
- Sit down so we can talk. - No.
- I only talk to Mrs. Selma! - We'll call her.
- Do you see the state I'm in?
- All right, come on, let's get out of here. - You won't hurt me?
- No, I promise.
Come on, get out.
What's wrong?
- Get out!
Let us pass.
- It's the baker.
I bring you someone that will make you crazy with joy.
Come on, get up.
- Hello, Grandpa.
- Feriel?
- No, it's Selma, Feriel's daughter.
- Selma?
- Yes dad, she loves us,
but she's been too occupied these past few years.
She is overwhelmed.
- Good evening.
D'accord.
Yes.
Bye-bye.
- What's wrong? May God protect you.
Listen...
- We changed the starter and repaired the clutch.
It's like new. A young bride.
- I beg of you.
I have money. - That's not the point!
I am the one who will consults!
- But everything is fine for you. Me, I need to go to 5 sessions.
All right, I'm done.
- Easy!
- What is this circus?
Come on, start.
Démarre !
- Talk to me.
- We were discussing and she was about to leave.
- Stop it! She was about to leave.
- We'll figure it out. at the police station.
- Stay still, you. Stop bawling.
- He defends his girlfriend. - He received a small bribe in euros.
- Are you like that, Naïm?
Are you warming me up?
- What's happening to you?
- You left me with Jackie Chan!
- My name is Ferid.
Ferid Ouestlati.
I am 42 years old.
I have spent the last 5 years in prison
because I opened my mouth
once in my garden.
I don't remember what I said.
But they heard everything.
You pay her and she says: "We'll stop here."
What brings you here? Do you have an appointment?
You're early. We are not in the hammam. There are rules here.
You arrive and leave on time, so that we don't run into each other.
Watch yourself if you say you saw Baya here.
Have you seen me here before?
Well done.
- Get out, I'm not ready!
Get out, I say!
Don't look! I'm not wearing make-up!
- You are beautiful.
You are beautiful.
You're not that tall actually!
You're tiny.
No, look.
I had forgotten that I had married a dumpling.