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Hello, Madame Rosa!

Hello, Monsieur Mimun.

Hello, Madame Rosa!

Hello.

Hello, Madame Rosa!

He did not run too long.

How do you feel Madame Rosa?

How do I feel? Worse than dogs.

My legs I no longer wear.

Let me help you. Thank you.

See you soon, Madame Rosa.

Yes, until soon, Madame Lola.

I will ubyus on these stairs.

Tell me where you are ...

... I will write ...

... Well ... Madame Rose ... Ok.

So long ...

So long. These remittances ...

Yes ...

The family does not mean anything.

I am familiar with the families,

who went on vacation and threw their dogs.

They tied them to trees.

You know how many dogs died of cardiac gap

due to the fact that they dropped out?

But I am not a dog ...

To me you are more expensive all in the world.

For that you send money transfers, for what you are looking for me?

The man hesitated a moment,

and suddenly said:

So, you do not have mothers?

I do not know - the girl replied.

And before the man could say something, she added:

No, I think not.

Others have. But not me.

After a minute girl continued:

I think I have never it was Mom.

Painful person Kozetty

poorly highlighted sky rays.

What is your name? - Asked the man.

Kozetta.

I want my mother. You do not my mother.

I want my mother. You do not Mom .-

Well, enough already. Momoh. You know, that's a bad end.

I want my mother. You do not my mother.

A well all shut up. Shut up.

So! I will deliver you to the Division social health.

I want my mother. I wish my mother ... And I? Do I have a mom?

Are you the same queasy as

other Arabs. You protyani finger - you take an ell.

You - the factory. And the factory

taken to prison.

Your mother is well aware, What are you busy here.

Therefore, if you want to see it again,

You must live honestly,

You understand?

Momoh, now listen.

You are the most senior and You should set an example.

For more you have not arranged scandals about her mom.

And besides, I'll tell you something about your mamah.

Well, you do not know because

at your age you are sensitive

And your mother, a prostitute, Yes ??? what ...

Sometimes, as a think ...

But did you know What is a prostitute, right?

People who togruyut their ass.

It is that the manner of speaking?

You also traded when were young and beautiful.

Look, Momo, you're it good guy.

But you must calm down, I really need your help.

Well, Madame Rosa, I know that can not

get my mother, but you can at least dog?

Dog? Here? In this house?

Are you, crazy? And by the way, you have to feed her, yes?

Who will send the dog remittances?

Look, there he sits sschvsem one. Well, unless he is not cute?

Oh, he's very cute! Take him iron. Whew. Ok.

Feed him. And good look.

Who could keep such a dog?

Said, one moment of love worth more

than 70 years of admiration without love ..

And Sidi Abder Rahman, head of Algeria, said:

"Like everyone who can, all well you have to part with them.

Live as you want. All the same die. "

Go on.

Mse Jamil, why are you all time smiling?

Every day I thank God for the I have a good memory, Mohammed.

Fifty years ago, when I was young,

I met a woman who I am loved and

I also loved.

It lasted eight months, and then she moved.

And although it's been fifty years, I still remember.

Monsieur Jamil, when I was younger, You told me that

it is impossible to live without love. Is this true?

I say this?

Yes, mse Jamil.

Mse Jamil, why did you I do not answer?

Mohammed, my son, there are things that it is better not to know.

Mse Jamil, possibly whether to live without love?

How cute doggie!

It is your?

Yes.

I can hold it?

As its name?

Great.

You can buy?

I do not know ...

How much are you for it want?

Five hundred francs.

Doctor, please take a look on this small.

You told me that I can not upset ...

He went and sold his precious assets,

and then threw five francs in the sewer.

Even in Auschwitz, this is not happened.

Calm down, Madame Rosa. I do not understand ... What do you say he sold?

Yes he is just crazy.

I want you to do his blood test,

because I am afraid that he, being an Arab, more sifilitik.

Madame Rosa!

You do not have a right to say so! You do not understand this!

Sifilitiki Arabs. Women's bredni.

Because of these rumors now, one fine morning

you find yourself in Auschwitz!

Now tell me, finally, whats up.

Well, he took the 500 francs, and threw them in the sewer pipe.

He loved that dog most in the world.

The dog slept in his hands.

And what is he doing? He goes and sells it

and throws the money.

Momo, it is the truth?

It is crazy.

And I'm afraid that he was crazy. You know what I mean, Doctor.

I can reassure you that has nothing to worry.

Well, nothing, Momo, do not cry ...

But in general, come on, poplach if you this will be easier.

He often cries?

Crying ... The child ... Never.

One God knows, as I suffering, Momo.

He was already better. He cries.

Yes it's all right. Good that you brought him here, Madame Rosa.

Okay, I'll give you slightly sedative.

You will drink two a day.

You are simply too volnuetes ...

Doctor, when you educate a child you have to worry.

Otherwise, all of them grow idlers.

Good-bye, doctor. Thank you.

Good-bye, Madame Rosa.

No. As I said before, we can not taken. He has already grown to this class.

But I say to you, it just eleven.

Give me a break, Madame Rosa.

He always has been developed not by years, Pravda, Momo?

That's written in black and white.

A month later, he will be eleven. Yes, yes, of course ...

Of course ... But during his last medical examination ...

Mohammed, go out, please for the door to the corridor.

Do as said directrix. Go there and wait!

School - that's not the most the most important thing in life.

The school does not make you rights.

Thanks Mse Jamil, You learn the Arabic language.

And it will make you a good Muslim.

Madame Rose, and where you know that I - an Arab, not Jewish, how are you?

How do you know ... I know.

What, you think I brought up

just as a Muslim fun?

And, by the way, when you're in trouble,

it does not matter are you an Arab or a Jew.

And the Arabs and the Jews fighting against each other,

because they do no different from others.

And where you have documents on my birth

If I have not a dad, or Mom?

Oh, Momo. Do you now precisely the sea issues.

Papers, documents, nothing is irrelevant.

If in my house will be the French police, I have all the evidence

I have never been Jewish.

Even the Israelis will not be able to prove anything.

In any case, you have nothing to fear, Madame Rosa.

With the Germans gone. You never no longer be able to do nothing.

This, they say, Momoh, say ...

Leave, Madame Rosa. This is for my account.

And, it's you, Amedia.

And by the way, I'll you visits.

You write to me excellent letter.

Do not worry, Amedia. Of course, I write your wonderful letter.

This is very good when you think for their parents.

I can swear that you are they are proud!

I have all the pride, Madame Rosa.

At Pigali korsikantsy called I am Monsieur Amedia.

I am respected. I am the King, Madame Rosa.

Mishigin King.

Mishigin? What it means Madame Rosa?

That word ... This means ... King of the Hebrew language.

Correct. Ty - King kings.

King of Kings!

I am the King of kings!

Tomorrow by noon, I will bring it back, Madame Rosa.

Only traces, except for sweets, pastries and zhvachek,

She ate anything else.

Do not worry, Madame Rosa. I make sure of it.

You see, your mother did not forget about you, huh?

We spend time, we go to the circus, film,

and then spend the night together, yes?

What I have a wonderful girl.

Well, unless you are not beautiful?

Momoh, go check who is there.

Good-bye, Madame Rosa.

Good-bye, my beauty!

Hello, Madame Rosa. Good-bye, Madame Rosa.

Hello, Salem! Goodbye.

Who gave you in the eye?

I am scared, Madame Rose ...

What?

My pimp wants to send me in Dakar ...

How could it?

I do not know, Madame Rosa. But I do not want to go.

He told me that I never seeing your child ...

What are you talking about?

He wants me to deliver, Madame Rosa.

I will deprive the parent rights, and Child given to the shelter.

And I will never see ... Never!

I always said that a pimp - he just a pimp!

Salim, relax,

I shall help you with this deal.

Today, after lunch I will Amedia.

It is only to order -- and your muzhchinka

never anything else you will not do.

Dear and honorable father ...

Dear and honorable father ...

... and the father of Hon. I have already written.

What's next?

I think ...

I take the pen and welcome you.

Poschvolyu ask yourself, what news?

How are you doing?

Fine, just fine ...

All is well, very ok.

I benefit from what I have in Europe and student

in the evening at school

public works contractor.

... the contractor of public works ...

When I return home, I will build

bridge, highway and dam

be a benefactor and for their country.

Do you really want it all this writing?

Madame Rose, my father - all distinguished man, and he is old.

It should not be ashamed of me.

You do not think I tell him,

I have the best 25 meter walkway at Pigali.

That's impossible.

Well, of course, no ...

Dear parents! When I come back in Nigeria,

I will be of decency and a decent life ...

Why are you with me will never hallo, Momo?

You remind me of my son. He's on vacation in Nice

with his mother and tomorrow returned.

Tomorrow, he's birthday, and He will receive a bicycle.

You can come and play with him, when you want ...

Momoh, stop!

Momo ... Momo!

He will bring us misfortune, I just make sure of that.

He takes the kitchen knife and I will kill ...

You are nonsense, Madame Rosa.

Afraid nothing. Just Momo is very impressionable.

This is no disease. Believe me as an experienced doctor.

There are things that heal much more complicated than the disease.

You know very well, What I'm afraid, right?

Enough, Madame Rosa. You manage themselves as fool.

You do not know what cause ...

and only God knows that are you a napridumyvali.

Madame Rosa took you to imagine when you were still a baby.

And you have not even been birth certificate.

Since that time, she perevyvalo many children. They come and go.

She has recorded you as Mohammed, As a Muslim, and the latter,

that people know about you and where you come.

You have only to a person.

But you're a good boy.

It seems that your father died in Algeria as a hero,

war for independence.

I would be better to have a living father, Monsieur Jamil.

It would be a good pimp and cared about my mom.

You should not say such things, Mohammed.

And why do I then excluded from school huh?

Madame Rose said, because I too young for my age.

And because I did not go to school, and I do not have to.

She took me to the doctor Katsu, who said that I was not the same as others.

You are very impressionable, Mohammed.

This is what differentiates you from others.

Impressionability - not so bad say.

And my father that was famous bandit, Monsieur Jamil?

Someone about whom people are afraid even speak?

Not sure, Mohammed. I never heard nothing like this.

And then you have heard Monsieur Jamil?

Nothing. Nothing?

Nothing.

You forgot to take the Koran, Monsieur Jamil.

No, I forgot, here it is.

But this is not the Koran, Monsieur Jamil. This book is Hugo.

It is true, Victor?

Mohammed, Monsieur Jamil. My name is Mohammed.

Mohammed? Well, of course! I do and say.

Give me the key, Momo.

Do not tell anyone about it place, understand? Never.

Madame Rose, and that this for the place?

Why sometimes you come here middle of the night? What's here?

This is my ... This is my cottage.

This is my Jewish refuge. Know what I mean?

No. But it does not matter.

Well, here I am hiding, when I'm scared.

Whom do you fear, Madame Rosa?

As if to need a reason to fear!

Arthur, this is my friend puppet!

And now he will be for you to dance.

Can I invite you to dance?

Let's begin ...

Monsieur, I do not see in This is funny ...

Instead, sadly. Moreover, it is a scandal!

This is a disgrace - to treat a child so read ...

Shame!

We need to do something! They are abnormal!

We need to do something!

Be careful! Police! Police!

Excuse me, Madame Rosa, but that's all. Translation is not ...

Give me a break, Monsieur Mimun, maybe tomorrow ...

I also hope!

Why do you laugh all the time, huh?

Two years living here for free.

And such a reaction.

Okay, guys. We have recently All is well.

I am getting old, and girls know ...

They know that I am no longer able to cope.

Therefore, they prefer to spend more money and go ...

to Madame Sophie or Madam Aisha with the Algerian street.

But I found a place for the two of you ...

Moshe is one family.

They want you to take probationary period.

They have a kosher shop Street Bisson.

In any case, you will have that.

And then come back and spend the night here.

And who knows, if you fall in love, Well, of course, if you agree

maybe they will leave you at ...

forever .. What do you think?

Michelle, I found one pair,

their Vietnamese restaurant on Prince Street.

And they want you to take away.

You will feel it home

but you can always go back and me to visit.

He promises that come? And, Michelle?

I promise, Madam Rose ...

Momo ...

Yes, Madam Rose ...

Podi walk with bananas.

Take it to Monsieur Vallumbe. It needs to be among blacks.

Otherwise, later it will not be able to live among them.

Well, Madame Rosa. Already going.

Madame Rosa?

What do you, Momo?

I know that you will not get Translation for my content ...

What kind of conversation?

Madame Rose, do not worry. You can count on me.

I do not throw just because of the that you are not getting the money ...

Nice baby ...

Boulevard Saint-Michel, are still Poor ...

However, here all the time hang the police ...

but they do not create too many problems because the students here ...

Monsieur Vallumba, you always were pozhiratelem fire?

No, Momo. I came to France sweep the streets,

but devouring fire helps make more money ...

This is hard to learn?

You must know how to play with fire, Momo.

In Senegal, where I felt healer,

is the first thing you need to know,

- How to play with fire to get rid of evil spirits ...

How is Madame Rosa?

Monsieur Vallumba not very good. She has a sick heart.

She is breathing all heavy and heavier.

I go shopping because of her no longer climb the stairs.

Where are you this year going on vacation?

I'm not sure even go or not. I do not know yet.

What is it with you, baby? Do not cry.

What happened?

Are you lost? What should we do?

I do not know ... Take it to the police.

Do you want to, so we took you to the police?

No!

And where do you want go?

Where do you live?

Where do you live?

Who is he?

It is, I was in Sidi-El-Abbes. Well, everything has been completed ..

And here?

And here I was eighteen.

And here?

I did when I worked in Vavine.

No, Pigali. Vavin was after.

And this one?

Here, I photographed immediately after the war.

I have here has changed, right?

And who is this man?

This is Felix ... Felix Blumentag.

I gave him his love ...

and he fled with all my savings.

And then he passed me as a Jew French politsayam ...

Well, it's for him too ended badly. He soon took

in Germany and more ever there does not appear.

Momo, as if this cancer? Then death is inevitable ...

Momoh, bring it, please, my purse, there in the fireplace.

Well, we have a long time that not enough ...

I need to go and meet with girls, because

if we will have a couple of children, we will be able to cope.

Only problem is that those who I know of, disappeared.

And more, I do not know.

I have lost its reputation.

What will be with us, Momo?

Madame Rose, do not worry; we'll work something out.

Monsieur Amedia promised us help.

and, frankly, you should lose weight.

Dr. Katz said, if you want to lose weight -- Eat less.

What a nonsense? Go forth, I need to get dressed.

So who is so good smells!

Yes, ma'am.

You're such a handsome, I'll never before seen here.

Your mom is somewhere here work?

No, I'm here all by itself.

How old are you, dorogusha?

Eleven.

You better keep away from here, Children have no place here.

Come on, go ...

What is your name?

Momoh.

Where's your parents?

I itself. I am a free man.

It should also be someone Who teaches you?

Can I be with them talk.

I would have thee to his visor.

I would put you in the studio as a small king.

And you would be all Why would you want to.

Let's see.

Wait.

Take on the sweets, dorogusha.

Give me this, Momo!

But Madame Rosa ...

All I said! Come here One hundred francs!

What a hundred francs?

Do not lie, Momo!

I just met Madame Fernando, which is seen and heard!

Come here!

So it's true!

I am not for this you grow Momoh.

And not for the favored all its forces.

Enough!

Better I die ...

Madame Rose ...

Momo, I want you swore that this would not be repeated.

I swear, Madame Rosa.

Swear that you will never be like all those pimps.

I will never like it.

So it is better, as you fear the heart of his poor mother.

You talk about my poor mother. Where is it?

Why do you never about it not telling?

Do not cry, Momo. Please do not cry. Because ... I will die.

Sit down.

What do you want to hear? What's your mum and dad are the same as all ...

That is life.

Your parents were here and leave you here.

And then your mother started crying and ran away.

I held you in her arms. Mohammed, Mohammed ...

... and I promised her that I will treat with you, as a young prince.

And why they never returned to me?

And why they stopped sending transfers?

Madame Rose, if you know then I shall explain,

why my mother never came, to see me?

Look, Momo. I will something to say.

I think that your mother bourgeois prejudices.

She hails from a rich family,

and she did not want you to learned

what work she had to deal with, to earn a living, you know?

But all will be fine, Momo. I will not said,

that we have two children.

Twins Monsieur Moussa cleaner streets.

Here you'll see everything will be fine ...

Rear?

She ...

She fainted. On the stairs.

Sbegay and call the doctor Katz.

This is a cancer, yes, doctor?

No. This is not cancer.

Who is the oldest?

I am a doctor.

Ok. I am going to write a prescription and thou

go to the pharmacy.

Listen, sonny, Madame Rosa very sick.

But you said that it is not cancer, Really?

No, it did not have cancer, but still, this is very serious.

It needs a hospital. There, at least

She will receive the necessary assistance.

And that it?

She has so much of what I would not want to list ...

But the most dangerous - Is high blood pressure.

She may at any time heart attack happens.

And also it can Dementia come ...

Dementia?

Yes. Senile dementia.

This occurs when blood and oxygen

can not reach to the brain. It will not be able to think.

It will be like vegetable.

But it certainly is not cancer?

No, exactly. Can you even on this do not think. This ...

Momo, you can not cry boy. Understand.

This course, when die elderly.

And you get ahead of the whole life.

"With best wishes, Monsieur. Amadi. "

What do you yesterday said Dr. Katz?

I'm dying?

He did not say, Madame Rosa.

Well then that to me?

He said everything.

And what I have going on with their feet?

It is about your feet did not say anything.

And what I have in my heart?

Nothing specific.

And vegetables?

Which vegetables?

I heard him say something about the vegetables.

And, you have to have vegetables to be healthy.

You are always forced us to there is a vegetable.

What will happen to you when I die, Yes, Momo?

For me everything will be fine.

You're a beautiful guy ... This ...

it's dangerous.

You have to be careful.

Promised me that thou shalt not hang in the streets.

I promise.

Swear.

I swear, Madame Rosa. You about this did not worry.

Never a sale, even If you offer a lot of money.

Even if I die, and you do not remain, except its ass.

Do not bid.

Why are you crying?

I'm not crying.

And then what is? Are not the tears?

No. I do not know how it is got here.

Well, I mistaken.

Do you live nearby?

I am not a Frenchman, I am Algerian.

We live in Belleville.

What is your name?

Mohammed. But I called Momo.

You have nothing to fear.

You're the most beautiful child of all, I have seen.

You are beautiful.

Thank you.

Okay .. Good-bye, Mohammed.

Is it you ... How do you me Found?

This home cinema?

No. It mounting.

This is where all the frames collected in one movie.

You like it?

Not bad. Especially when it is goes backwards.

What are you?

This is an old umbrella, which I repaired.

He looks funny with that hat, just like the idol.

This is your friend?

You for whom I accept? For an idiot? This is not a friend.

This umbrella.

And why did you colored his face green?

This is not the person that rag.

We can not make a person.

Are you talking about?

I am an Arab,

and Monsieur Jamil told me that on our religion is forbidden to us to show people.

How old are you?

Eleven. It seems that today turns.

Listen, if you could wait, we would go in and drink something. Okay?

You really are interested in mounting.

That was cool.

You can come when will, at any time.

I am very busy. I have nothing I can not promise.

I love it when you do so, that moves backwards.

I live with one of Madame, which going to die.

Your parents are in Paris?

On, Hold. Here is my name and address. My name is Nadina.

I have a friend who was cares about children.

Psychiatrist?

Why do you say so? Children treated pediatricians.

Only when they fry. And then -- psychiatrists.

Who told you this?

You said that you eleven, Yes?

Yes. I think so.

You for your age too many are familiar with ...

For thou hast promised to us come?

I have two children, younger than you.

You meet with them ...

And, you already have someone ...

What did you say?

Your children are the same beautiful how are you?

Listen, dear. Do you have a my name and address. Do not loose.

Come to me when want.

Where do you live?

Good-bye ...

But ...

Hello, Momo.

Hello, Madame Lola.

How does it feel?

Not very well ...

After so many years with the children without them there all deserted.

But you still then here Momoh.

Hello ...

Hello, Monsieur.

I heard Madame Rosa whatever feels ...

Who is it, Momo?

Come, Monsieur.

Madame, allow me to ...

Thank you, Monsieur.

Momoh, turn off the music!

Sit down, Monsieur.

My name is Louis Sharmet.

It is written.

This is a letter from my daughter, who writes to me twice a month.

It is a pleasure to meet you ...

I worked in the administration Railway.

And now I am retired.

And I heard that you do not feel after so many years in this house.

I just thought that I should you call.

It is very good ...

Momo?

Yes, Madame Rosa.

Do not sit just so, suggesting Monsieur to drink something.

Can, bottle schnapps?

No thanks. Doctor banned.

The same sugar, understand themselves,

need to be careful

in our age.

All that we have -- our health.

Your health Madame Rosa!

And may God give you another hundred years!

They did not even tell me about it!

Suppose that remains where it is.

Why, you do not believe in God?

I saw that he would make balls at Auschwitz.

God has eyes, but they do not see,

they have ears, but they can not hear,

He has a mouth, but he silent ...

And now it too late ask me for forgiveness.

What's done is done.

I was not afraid.

Therefore, at my funeral

I do not want no god, no rabbi, none.

Just bury me under a tree.

I will be there well.

As well in the village! Very good ...

These feet were ... a million steps!

I was the queen of the business.

I had one client who was

through the whole Paris, only to meet with me!

And if all of a sudden I was not,

it would be with anyone other than a case. For any money.

Well, maybe, for all the money world.

But one can say exactly.

I had regular customers, until I was turned fifty.

Then I ceased to do so. For aesthetic reasons.

And then I became a nanny

for the children of prostitutes.

Because their children - such as children, and all. This is life.

Funny, because ...

my girlfriends who have had children, leave them with nyanyami.

and this is why it is always happened in the village.

I had to think about it, because

children better than spending time on the grass, rather than on the sixth floor.

and I still must go on the sixth floor on foot.

Oh, life could be so beautiful Madame Lola.

but how can you live

when you are just trying to survive.

I'll go to Monsieur Jamil.

How do you feel Monsieur Jamil?

Hello, Victor. Rad hear your voice.

I am not Victor. I am Mohammed.

Victor - it's your other friend.

Of course, Muhammad ...

And I believe in Eternity.

Why do I call you Victor?

You called me, Victor, Monsieur Jamil.

And how could I? Please, Forgive me.

Yes everything is in order.

How are you feeling after yesterday?

Since yesterday?

Yesterday or today.

Well, I'm here all day, Victor ...

One day I too will write this book.

What is the best book from Monsieur Hugo?

Do not ask so many questions.

Mohammed ...

... Do not ask so many questions. I am a little tired today.

Who are you now give home?

Inshalla.

Should anyone else, because I I believe in God, Victor.

Lulu, you're going? Come on ...

... I need to hurry, because ...

... my coat ...

Madame Rosa What are you doing?

I look forward to them. They said they will come after us.

They said that all taken care of.

They come in cars, to take us to the stadium.

They said that with a need to take only the most necessary.

Who are they?

French politsai.

They said that you can take only one suitcase.

Then they otvezut us station,

where we will go by train in Germany.

And no, we did not do anything wrong.

And they are for all to see so I have nothing to be worried.

Momo ...

Momo, what happened?

What am I doing here in the coat and with the suitcase?

Do you have memories, Madame Rosa.

None of this will not become worse, if sometimes the memories come.

Momo, you're already a big boy.

And you know life ...

You're a big boy and I'm going to you say ...

Madame Rose ...

Maybe she died?

Well, Momo, I good news.

You can be sure that it is not cancer,

this is one of those types of recreational

when my head does not get old circulation,

and heart, and kidneys are no longer such what they should be,

and it would be better for some being held in the hospital.

Cc big, beautiful room where have all the conditions.

So, Momo, I have dozhilas to ... to the hospital!

Bring me my purse.

Moyshe, go and buy us a bit of bread

and I prepare dinner. Well, Madame Rosa.

Though this problem, we decided.

Momoh, go here for a moment.

What, Madame Rosa? Going back to fall in a faint?

No, today I feel good.

But if this is repeated, They take me to the hospital.

And I do not want to go.

I am sixty-five years ...

Sixty-seven.

By the way, I am sixty-six, and I am not as old as you think.

And I do not want to go to hospital because I will be there hurts.

They will help me cope with death

I do not want to live longer ... than is necessary.

And by the way, may have already and not necessary.

Everything ever comes late, even the Jews.

They will do everything to I am not dead.

It happened with my friend, True, he was not a Jew.

He lost his arms and legs ...

With their help, he suffered a decade. He had an accident,

and they tortured him for ten years hospital

only that with his help they could explore blood circulation.

I do not want to lie for ten years in a coma for

the glory of medicine!

So if you hear somewhere conversations about hospital

find any pillow and put on my face,

and strangled me.

Thirty-five years, I sold her body to customers

and I do not want to give his doctors. This is my last word.

We promise to me?

I promise, Madame Rosa.

Madame Rosa lives here?

Who?

Madame Rosa.

This is not me.

I am a patient man, I just returned from the hospital.

I came to see her son before you die.

I did eleven years ago Madame Rose in education.

I have a receipt.

Wait here, I will come back.

There, one bad guy who said that it is his son.

But there were only you and Moyshe.

Then, he can Moyshe searches.

He wants to blackmail mother.

I'm not afraid of any pimp. And in any case,

he can not prove anything, because in bogus paper, so ...

Call him here.

And if he tries to make a noise We have ... Monsieur Amedia.

How can I help you?

Eleven years ago I left his son in the care of you.

I could not before appear

because I was in a psychiatric hospital.

I have a certificate from my sister's husband, My wife tragically died,

as you know.

This morning they released me.

I took the certificate and immediately came here.

My name is Kadir Youssef

and I went to see my son, Mohammed.

I really want to see it.

Please, what are you?

Madame, I am a patient man.

And we have that healthy?

Madame, all of these eleven years

I was locked into psihushke

after the newspaper wrote, I went mad.

As you said, called your son?

Mohammed.

I remember you, the name of his mother?

Madame, you know that I mentally-retarded.

I am officially one acknowledged.

I was not to blame for that it did.

She has to fifteen customers a day happened.

I was injured jealousy,

and I killed her. Just know that killing.

But I am not responsible for their actions. I was madly in love her.

I could not live without it.

Well, it is understandable that you could not live without it, Monsieur Kadir,

because Aisha every day brought to five thousand.

And then you killed her, that she brought even more.

And besides all this, Monsieur Kadir, how are you?

I am in the manner of Madame Rose.

I am dying. I have a sore heart.

Mazltov.

Thank you. I want to see his son.

You need me for three years,

and has already passed the eleven years

since the you filed a message to me.

News? What do you want to say?

Money.

Where I was supposed to take?

We better not to discuss it.

Madame, when we entrust to you our son,

I was full of strength and abilities.

I had three women, who worked at the Center

one of which I have madly loved.

I even had social status: Yussef Kadir, well known to police.

Yes, ma'am, Yusuf Kadir, well known to police.

This is even written newspapers.

Monsieur Kadir, nobody had the right throwing the child

as a bunch of garbage for eleven years, not even offered the guest house.

But it was materially impossible.

I have a medical certificate which proves ...

The papers, which some argue I'm not interested.

Madame, I can not return Ayshu back.

But I would like to hug my son

ask him to forgive me,

and pray for me.

This ... is it?

Moyshe?

Yes, Madame Rosa?

Come greet the Pope!

Hello, Dad.

Sorry, you said Moyshe?

Of course, I said Moyshe, so what?

But Moyshe this is a Jewish name!

I trusted you, Mohammed, madam, not Moyshe.

Are you sure?

What is sure, ma'am?

Eleven years ago, I trusted you Muslim boy

three years, on behalf of Mohammed.

I gave you a son of the Arab in good shape,

and this is what I want to get.

I have nothing against Jews, madam, God forgive them ...

Are you sure that you are not a Jew?

To be pursued, not necessarily be a Jew, ma'am.

The Jews are not the only ones who have the right to be persecuted.

I do not want a Jewish son under any circumstances.

I'm so full of problems!

So, calm down and not nervous, because

may be a problem, I now check ...

Momoh, give me those documents ...

Oh, here they are! Here they are ...

5 November, 1966, plus or minus ...

What do you mean?

Yes just to round something.

I took two boys,

one Muslim, and another Jew ...

On the same day .. Then ...

Well, finally everything turned out!

I am mistaken.

I mixed up religion.

What?

Well, yes. I grow up Mohammed as Moyshe

and Moyshe as Mohammed.

Since they came to me one and the same day. In short, I mixed up.

What does it mean, that a small Moyshe

now lives in a beautiful Muslim family in Marseilles,

a small Mohammed, your son, who in front of you,

grew up as a Jew,

with barmitsvoy and a strict Kosher diet, that you are not worried,

What is it? My son -- strictly kosher?

And passed barmitsvu?

My Mohammed became to the Jew?

Well, what can I say? I erred.

You must understand that the three-year

boy still no traction to something definite.

even if it is trimmed. So, I am mistaken.

I grow up Mohammed as beautiful little Jew.

You must understand

what if you could leave your child for eleven years

and did not try at least once to see him,

you should not be a surprise that he was a Jew ...

I was locked up in the hospital!

Look, he used to be an Arab,

but now it a little Jew, like this happened.

But he is still your son!

This is not the same! He baptized!

Monsieur Kadir, please! no he was not baptized,

God save the ...

No. Moyshe was brought up as a good little Jew.

However, Moyshe?

Yes, Madame Rosa.

I want you back my son the way I left it!

I want my son-Arab

and not a Jew!

In my house there is no difference, are you a Jew or an Arab.

So, if you want pick up his son,

you must pick up him in this state.

Because, first you go and kill his mother,

then you proclaim yourself

mentally ill and go in a psychiatric clinic

and now you come and be scandal

because your son has grown a Jew.

Moyshe go obnimi his father,

even if it kills him. It is still your father!

This is not my son.

What's with him?

He lost consciousness.

Oh, Momo, make something!

We need to apply for to the police ...

They can not find it here!

You are highly upset, Momo?

No, Madame Rosa. I am happy that I fourteen.

Yes, so much the better.

And as you guess, have a father with mental health problems --

is that you need less.

especially because such things may be hereditary.

You are right, Madame Rosa. I am lucky.

And Aisha was very popular.

Who knows who your real father throughout the story ...

Mohammed!

What happened?

Muhammad, tell me what happened?

Nothing ... Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Listen, I have already finished.

Let's go to my house and there's talk, okay?

Meet. This is Mohammed.

Hello, Mohammed.

Mohammed, it is my friend Ramon.

In my opinion, he has something wrong.

But he does not want to talk about it.

Probably the shock.

I think he is hungry.

I bring sandwiches.

Coffee is ready.

When she was young and beautiful, she substituted his ass,

but it ceased to be aesthetic, after As she visited the concentration camp.

Therefore, it has opened a shelter for children of prostitutes ...

They could at any time blackmail ...

and they had to hide their children ...

Because some of the neighbors are very bad people ...

and give you Social Services ...

This is me?

No, this is mine. Do not pay for it any attention.

You said that yesterday came your father ...

His only release from the hospital ...

He sent me here before as killed my mother.

And then it took to hospital under psychiatric supervision.

And then he came back for me

to pick me, but Madame Rose is not allowed.

because it is not very good for me have a crazy father.

It can be hereditary ...

Listen, I know something about medicine, and I do not believe such things.

Dr. Katz does not believe ...

I have not told you about Dr. Katse ...

He is well known in the Jewish community for his Christian charity ...

But Madame Rosa for me very afraid ...

She said that his son Moyshe and he was a Jew.

There are Arabs, whose name is Moyshe, but they are not Jews.

Imagine, when an Arab named Kadir Youssef, Arab and Muslim

got back to the Jewish son! He lost consciousness and died ...

Died? This is awful!

Monsieur Yussef Kadir was not able to do show ...

because if you son of a prostitute Who knows who is really the father ...

Aisha, my mother served on the twenty clients a day ...

Being the son of a prostitute - it is not too bad.

because you can choose a a father who want to ...

It's true, but it's very bad,

it is not as in your circuit, Madame Nadina,

where you can all turn back

and return to the mother in the stomach.

Madame Rosa could be young again and beautiful as her pictures ...

Very bad that the old people forbidden to have abortions.

Look for Madame Rosa, for example. It got decent.

What do you mean by the word abortion?

Oh dear .. I have never heard such stories ...

We may have something to do for her?

Madame Rosa - the most lonely and ugly woman of all those I have seen.

Well, I live there. No one is no longer the case. This is awful.

I do not understand why some people that ugly, old and sick,

there is everything, while others do not.

This is unfair!

Monsieur Jamil, sell rugs,

who taught me everything, now blind.

He is one of the books Victor Hugo

and when I grow up, I also write of the excluded

Because of these always write when there is much to say.

How do you cope when Madame Rosa ceased to take the children?

We cope. Madame Lola also helps us.

She was previously boxer

and then it became woman, because of the needle ...

It substitutes its ass Bulonskom in the woods ...

Come on, I took you home, Momo.

We Ramon think, than we can

help of Madame Rose, OK? Okay. Oh, sorry. Come on!

I'd like to introduce you with his friend Mohammed.

Why is he dressed as?

Are you an Arab?

Momo!

Momo ... Momo!

Yes, that's me, Madame Rosa ...

Momo, I heard ... They came on the ambulance ...

This is not for you! This is for Monsieur Sharmetom! I saw him ...

They will come after me, Momo ...

Do not be afraid .. They do not even know you are here.

I am afraid, Momoh, me scared ...

I am afraid ... Scary ...

I am afraid, Momo ... Scary ...

Come on, this is liberation, Momo.

We will make you beautiful.

You're a good girl, Lola.

Well, unless it is not beautiful?

I am going.

Inshalla, Momo, I die.

Inshalla, Madame Rosa.

I am glad that die.

But you do not allow them to pick up I was in the hospital, right?

Whatever happens.

I promise .. While I am here, you will not take place.

Madame Rose, why are you I cheated?

I? Deceived?

Why do you say that I am eleven, when in fact I fourteen?

Because I was afraid that you abandon your me, Momo.

Therefore, I will make you younger.

You always had my little man I never loved anybody else.

I realized that the time has passed and feared

that you quickly grow strongly.

Forgive me.

Momoh, listen, you must send her to the hospital.

It is not a moment should not be here remain. I call an ambulance ...

What they will do with it in the hospital?

She will receive the necessary treatment. In the hospital

it can survive several more years.

Doctor, listen, this is only between We, the Jews. You could not kill her?

What? Kill her? What are you bear?

Yes, kill. Instead of making it there ????????.

It is not possible, Momo.

Killing - illegal.

We live in a civilized world. You do not know what to say.

I very well understand. And by the way, I am Algerian.

There, people have a sacred right suicide.

There is a sacred right for people or not?

Well, of course there is, of course. This is a noble and great cause.

But what is common with Madame Rosa?

A Madame Rose is a sacred right to your own verdict.

And if she wants to die, it is her right, and you need to help her.

This should make a Jewish doctor, that is not accused of anti-Semitism.

The Jews should not be suffering each other. This is awful.

My poor child, you do not know what you are saying.

I am not your child, and I have not a child.

I am fourteen years old and my mother was a prostitute,

and my father killed her.

Who told you? Who said you such things?

What is the difference between those who said

and do not look at me well, doctor.

because I will not fight thrive in the seizures,

I'm not insane, and I have no inheritance.

and I'm not going to kill

my mother-prostitute, because it's already happened,

and I plnapl to you all, besides, Madame Rosa,

which is the only light, whom I love.

I will not let make it a vegetable

for our own peace of mind.

If you're a good Jew vyli with a good heart,

You have committed an act of mercy and would make her the shot,

to help her escape from life.

My dear Momo ...

Do not say "Momo." So you do or not?

But I do not have rights to do so .. That's impossible ...

Killing severely punished ...

No, it is necessary to bring to the hospital. This is a humanitarian gesture ...

I can stay with her in the hospital?

No ... This is not permitted. But you Can it go,

truth, as it still you stop learning ...

By the way, what will happen to you? You can not live itself?

Do not worry about me. I know a bunch of Prostitutes at Pi Ghali

and I have received several proposals.

Please do not call the hospital!

Give us another two or three days. Suppose she should die.

I also need to think about yourself ..

Otherwise, they give me in social service ...

Okay. Until a few days, then it is necessary to the hospital.

We have no right to shorten their agony, Momoh.

In the meantime, to ensure that it exercise.

Help her walk a little, at least a few steps around the room.

Two or three days, no more!

What do you tell a doctor?

Nothing special.

Hear me, Momo. I am an old Jew,

I went through all that only can happen to man ...

I know that there were days when I was not not very good ...

But I want to know.

Nothing, Madame Rosa. You are beautiful live and well.

What do you mean "and so?"

As a vegetable, Madame Rosa! They want you to live as a vegetable!

So, they come after me, huh? When?

I do not know ... In a day or two ...

Well, I do not go.

What should I do? They are all bad.

They do not want to help you die.

This is the Gestapo.

Dai, I rest ...

You need to go, Madame Rosa. Dr. Katz said.

... Wait a minute. I need to sit down.

I became such an ugly, Momo.

You are not ugly, Madame Rosa.

What is money?

Madame Lola gave us a hundred francs. She would ...

It is very difficult to work in Bologna forest. I would not have been able to.

Madame Lola holy.

Speaking of Saints ...

Yes, Madam Rose ...

Do you remember the prayer that all being repeated Moyshe?

Which begins with the words SMA Israel?

Yes.

SMA Israel adonay aloheynu, adonay ihad.

SMA, Israel ... Adonay, Adonay ...

Madame Rose ...

Madame Rose ...

Beware.

What is happening? You mad poshodili?

Quickly put it!

I said NOW! Hurry!

Let us .. Gently, for the sake of God ... Here there ... Carefully ...

Ok. And now all the go here!

Are you all sdurel?

You told me that it should move ...

I do not do the same!

All enough. I called a hospital. It can not be here!

Dr. Katz? What?

You do not.

Why?

Not today .. Today, it can not go to the hospital.

Why?

Today, it came Relatives ...

Relatives? She has no relatives.

Her family in Israel ...

And now they come.

She has a family? In Israel?

She never told me not to ...

They come to pick her ...

They have taken it to yourself .. Already, all prepared ...

Tomorrow they fly.

They are rich. They have a heap of stores ... And the rest ...

Well, this is good news.

Poor woman is naterpelas for his entire life ...

But why they waited until now of the day?

She did not want me to quit. And even now she is experiencing.

But I persuaded her. I said:

"Madame Rosa, return to his family,

and you there safely die ... "

You are nobody. You better will be in Israel. "

This is probably the first time,

When sending an Arab Jew in Israel ...

Mohammed, and what will happen to you?

I am perfectly spravlyus one yet

I did not pick up the family Madame Rosa ...

This is good news.

It really is better to be with his family.

They have a great doctor.

Handed it to relatives, that looked to me ...

I will be home ... I am not going out as before.

Oh .. Madame Rose, and if it comes before their Departure,

give her my congratulations, okay?

I tell her mazltov.

Momo ...

Yes, Madame Rosa.

You know, I've heard.

I know. I saw you we watched.

So you send me to Israel?

You acted correctly.

Only ... can you help me, Really?

Of course, I will help you, Madame Rosa.

Come, Madame Rosa, it's time to leave.

They are already here?

Not yet. But we must hence mosey.

We are going to Israel that you have forgotten?

Help me, Momo.

I knew that one day I'll have this place ...

And now I can die peacefully.

Inshalla.

Inshalla, Momo.

We are with you is well spent time, yes?

Yes, Madame Rosa.

And now I must read their prayers, because ...

This may be the last time ...

SMA Israel ...

Blumentag ...

Blumentag ...

Madame Rosa?

Madame Rosa?

And, it's you, Momo ... What happened? Are you sick?

I wanted to bid farewell with Madame Rosa ...

They took her to the hospital?

No, it is not in the hospital. It is in his Jewish refuge.

This is where?

She went to Israel. They Have Arrived it on the plane.

Who?

Her family. They came behind it.

And she left you one?

No. Soon I, too, there uedu. She will send me someone.

But you get the same heat, Momo!

Everything will be fine.

Come, have dinner with me. You polegchaet.

No thanks. I stopped there.

You no longer have? What is this talk?

Food - the law of nature.

I care less the laws of nature!

I, too, Momo.

You want to stay here with me still going to wait?

No, thank you, Madame Lola.

On the Take.

Thank you, Madame Lola ...

I went downstairs and locked with Madame Rosa.

But I could not make smell.

I went out and bought cosmetics,

and several bottles of spirits Monsieur Jacques in the shop ...

I want to punish all when the refused to eat,

but have had no meaning someone to talk

and I went to a bar sel and a few sausages.

When I returned home, Madame Rosa awful stink

And I polil her her favorite perfume, Samba.

Then I put on her face cosmetics,

that it looked like live.

I noticed that she stopped breathing.

But I already was not worried. I liked it much.

I lay on the mattress next to it and Arthur, my umbrella,

and tried to feel bad, to die.

It is not true that I spent three weeks next to his foster mother,

because Madame Rosa has not been my adoptive mother,

and I no longer have failed, as cosmetics ceased.

When they broke down the door to see where is the smell,

they found me lying beside and began to shout

Help! Help! What horror!

They did not think

that have been used to shout, because life does not smell.

They took me into the ambulance and found in my pocket

a piece of paper with your name and address.

They call you, because you have a phone.

They think that you me someone had to.

That's how you come after me and took to his house in the village

without any commitment on my part.

I think Monsieur Jamil was right when he was still in his mind and said,

that there is no point living if you no love.

But I can not promise. Let's see.

I loved Madame Rosa, and will continue to see it.

I hold nothing against you some time

because your children I asked.

And Madame Nadina showed me as the spin being reversed.

I find it very interesting and I wish it with all my heart.

Dr. Ramon even returned for Arthur, my umbrella.

I am worried that no one it does not take itself,

because all things associated with it.

We can not live without love ...