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What name did you say?

Cormery.

It is a relative?

My father.

Cormery Henri ...

... wounded in the Battle of the Marne ...

... died October 12, 1914.

I was six months old when he died.

It does not change anything, the dead are always too many.

But where are the dead of '14?

In row C, D or P?

Sorry, I'll check.

25 years ...

My father is 25 years old.

- It is so much that you miss from Algiers? - A little over a year.

It's changed a lot.

- I've got some news. - No, thank you.

I've already read the forecast. Rain tomorrow, is the summer Algeria.

Your last interview has caused much discussion.

Someone is ambiguous your positions.

We were very impressed one sentence:

"The writer will never the height of the one who dies. "

You know the way to Belcourt?

- This is my neighborhood. - Let's go directly to the university.

- And then we take you to the hotel. - Why in the hotel?

It is not prudent you to sleep at home tonight ...

... nor any other nights, if you stay in Algiers.

- It's not safe? - A simple precaution.

To avoid endangering even your mother.

I am Fran�ois Husson, I write for "L'Echo d'Alger."

She said that the policy does not care ...

... but today, in Algeria, everything is political.

What is the question?

Do you feel a man of the right or left?

Go back to your house, Cormery! We do not need people like you, you traitor!

- You're not welcome here! - Come on, it is best to enter.

Renegade! Long live French Algeria!

Long live French Algeria!

It is believed that the university form the best of a country ...

... it is the temple of learning ...

... but instead of reflecting, an insult to the people ...

... behave as provocative.

Fortunately, considering the time, it is a minority isolated.

- A very large minority, I think.

About to end, then it's up to you.

There was no need that the blood of the French ...

... flowed in the streets and the houses of Algiers ...

... to open our eyes to the truth.

There is no time for compromise.

Now the policy must have only one goal ...

... respond to the killers with their own weapons.

Now we have the honor to welcome someone ...

... that needs no introduction.

We greet you with a warm round of applause Jacques Cormery!

Thank you.

Good morning everyone.

The last time I came in this room, I was still a student.

I used to sit there, the last row.

Yes ..

So much time has passed and many things have changed, is not it?

For a new Algeria ...

There is an argument more important to us ...

... here and now this?

Nothing I love more that the fate of our country.

You are no longer Algerian!

Algeria is not France ...

... and is no longer Algeria.

Algeria is this forgotten land, denied, distant, despised ...

... with its Arab mysterious its exotic and French ...

... that is left stifle in his own blood.

Algeria is this area ...

... inhabited by two peoples, one of which is Muslim.

Not for long!

It accepts too easily ...

... the idea that only the blood can move the story ...

... but the duty of a writer ...

... not to be of service of those who make history ...

... but to help those who suffer it.

I strongly believe ...

... the possibility of a just coexistence between Arabs and French in Algeria.

And that such coexistence between free and equal people ...

- ... today is the only solution. - Algeria is French!

I thought I out by certain controversy ...

... I was wrong.

Do not worry, I do not run any risk.

You rather, how do you feel?

No, not yet, I'm going to see her tomorrow morning.

Do not worry, I'll call you.

No, I do not forget.

Good night.

The lady there. She went to the market.

- Thank you, Said. - Welcome home, Mr. Jacques.

- Thank you. - Do you want to wait here?

No, I face.

Mr. Jacques ...

It is true that there is a war between us?

Here, her.

Mom!

Lady Cormery!

I thought you were coming yesterday.

I had prepared the stew and chicory.

They eat today.

- It is not the same the next day. - Forgive me.

You will refer back tonight or tomorrow.

How long this time remains?

All the time you want.

I saw the picture of the baby.

Now that is great not like you anymore.

It is the portrait of his mother.

He's fine, his mother?

Highs and lows, as always. He needs regarded.

It is a serious illness, his.

- What do they call? I never remember. - Depression.

You do not have a fever ...

... you're always tired ...

... and you no longer want to live.

Thank God you're okay.

I have not yet said how beautiful you are.

I'm old.

Yesterday I had arranged her hair and look how small ...

They are wonderful your hair.

Now let's take a walk and then I'll take you to the restaurant, okay?

- Later on, let's stay here for a while. ' - All right.

Look.

Buy the papers now?

I can not read, but my son I admit.

The picture is beautiful, no?

You're still poking around? What are you looking for?

My father's name was Henri and nothing else?

- He had no other names? - I do not know, I do not remember.

Like me?

His eyes were clear, like you.

Once you told me who had lost his father as a child ...

... and that had put him in an orphanage.

Not even he could read.

They do not learn anything in orphanages.

But I sent postcards from the front.

Then he learned.

When he was twenty, I think.

I can not remember, are ancient history.

But when we got married, could do every job.

He had brains, your father. Like you.

And after that?

You came along.

And then died in the war.

They sent me a piece of shrapnel.

It's in the cookie jar.

Are not you tired?

Go and lie down on the bed.

I put clean sheets.

I'm glad when you get back.

Where are you going?

Go back to bed!

Go back to bed!

Come on, get rid of the dogs!

Open!

Come on, open up!

Open!

Dumb!

You smell like dog!

Please, sir, let me out! I had nothing!

It was them! Let me out!

Let me out! It was not me!

Lord, let me out!

Do not go away!

Let me in, let me out!

Piece of shit!

Moron!

Bastard! Fool!

Nasty nasty!

- Come with me. - Bring him here.

This is the time to go home?

Where are your new sandals?

I lost them.

I searched everywhere, but I have not found.

If so, you'll be barefoot all summer.

And you?

What are you doing there impaled? From 'a hand to your brother ...

... that has toiled throughout the day.

But first, take me what you need for your child.

Close the door.

Approached.

Approached.

Strong blow ...

... biggest lie.

Out of here ... out of here!

Eat.

So they give it to the sick the first pavilion.

The rich.

There was a gentleman there outside.

A gentleman?

It is always there when I come to find.

Qggi gave me a smile.

I think I know.

And if you know me, know you too, right?

What are you saying?

At school I told you're a nurse.

If you learn to read, You can become a nurse, right?

The drugs have difficult names.

- But I recognize. - How?

By color.

And I do as well stings.

Hurry up ...

... your grandmother gets upset if you come back later.

The grandmother beat you too when you were little?

He beat me forever.

But you do not ever hit me.

If your father were here ...

I'm afraid to make you cry.

- Who are the poor? - The poor?

Yes, who are they?

It's us.

I, you ...

... grandmother, uncle Etienne.

If we are the poor ...

... then all is well.

There stomach hurts?

You want a bit 'of water?

- I did not do my homework. - Neither do I.

But I am the master.

- Is it serious? - Yes.

- Do you remember what was there to study? - You had to learn Napoleon.

How do we do now?

It says in the book, we can look together.

- You can give me a hand? - Yes, if you like.

Open the book, then.

On page 49, everyone.

The Governor of the Empire.

In December 1804, had himself crowned emperor ...

... and under the name of Napoleon I. ..

... was the founder of the First French Empire.

After the coup of 9 Thermidor ...

... fell out of favor due its relations with Robespierre.

The imperial government was established by the Senate ...

... May 12, 1804 ...

... and Napoleon was consecrated Emperor by Pope Pius VII ...

... Notre-Dame de Paris 2 December of the same year ...

... under the eyes of the painter Jacques-Louis David ...

... which were commissioned sull'incoronazione four canvases.

- Do you understand something? - No.

Then close your books.

Now tell another story.

Each of you must tell me a word about his father.

A single word.

What's up? Have you lost your tongue?

Asshole.

My father is a jerk.

Long live Napoleon!

- Why do you always play barefoot? - You do not have to waste your shoes.

It is a beautiful concept.

You found it in a book?

He said my grandmother.

And when my grandmother says something, we are silent and listen.

There are advantage because is a child, you should be ashamed!

What has happened, ma'am?

How much does it weigh?

400 grams, why?

My nephew has asked pound of flesh ...

... and has paid the last penny.

He paid for 400 grams and that's what I gave him.

My nephew never tells lies.

Is there anyone else who lies here!

And you, young man, you have to say?

I asked for a pound.

What have you done with the rest of the money?

- I think it's better to call a guard. - As you wish.

Treat a child in this a ... is delinquent!

You have to make justice alone on this earth.

The world is full of unscrupulous people.

- Grandma. - What is it?

The butcher ... is that he was right.

How's that?

I did not have the money right to pay for the meat.

I lost a coin.

What are you saying?

I was on the toilet ...

... and just when I was pulling up his pants ...

... a coin slipped out of his pocket ...

... and fell into the hole.

Why did not you say so?

I was afraid.

This leads immediately to the butcher ...

... and ask forgiveness from me.

Go!

Run!

Our Father who art in heaven ...

... hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done ...

... in heaven and in earth.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses ...

... as we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation ...

... but deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Amen.

Ten years ago, the Great War broke out ...

... as we call it today.

It was the bloodiest and most bloody that Europe has ever known.

Death came from all over ...

... in close combat ...

... by bombing ...

... malnutrition ...

... infections or extreme cold.

The rotting corpses were accumulated for weeks ...

... in the trenches ...

... prey to rats and worms ...

... and caused numerous outbreaks.

Between 1914 and 1918 ...

... the war killed and mutilated more than a million soldiers ...

... most of which ...

... was sent to the front without the slightest military preparedness.

So they were already destined to a certain death.

However, they gave their lives to save the country.

Do you know what the home?

- What? - It 'France, idiot.

Perhaps in the hope that these atrocities were not repeated ...

Even my father died for their country.

He saved an enemy invasion.

It was called the "last of the last."

History will tell if we had reason to call it that.

The circumstances delaying our ...

What are they saying?

Someone declares his love.

- He or she? - Ssh!

Glasses ...

How did I fancied glasses at home?

My little one, you can console of this betrayal.

You are still a great friend, faithful and ...

- An unexpected guest. - But they're cousins ??...

... or boyfriends?

Bligny is her boyfriend, I guess.

No. .. maybe it's his cousin.

On the other hand, however ...

... she married Mr. Derblay.

- And then ... - Ignorant, you are ignorant!

Do not I'll take you to the movies. Can not you read.

- The inscriptions are too fast. - It is not true.

When he finishes school?

In a month.

In a month you're going to work with your uncle.

It's time you learned a trade.

The teacher says I have to go to middle school.

That you send her children in junior high!

What you gain in the end?

A piece of paper, and then what?

You put it in the pot and you eat it?

Your teacher did not tell you even taught education.

Do you think you are equal to others.

The others are the father, you do not.

And I is not gonna live forever.

I can not always toil for you.

It's night, you sleep.

It is day, we must work.

Oh, yes.

The master!

- And boy are you doing here? - The family is in need.

An act of charity.

We go to school, you?

What grade are you in?

You can not speak?

Are you good at arithmetic?

Five to one, five.

Five to two, ten.

Five to three, fifteen.

Five to four, twenty.

Five by five, twenty-five.

Bravo continues.

Five to six thirty.

Five to seven, thirty-five.

Five to eight, forty.

Five to nine, forty-five.

Five to ten, fifty.

Six to one, six.

Six for two, twelve.

Six to three, eighteen.

Six to four, twenty-four.

Keep.

- Do not you trust me? - Control.

Thank you.

Master has arrived!

I open.

Good evening.

- Cormery family lives here? - Yes, to serve.

- Revenue. - Thank you.

Are you okay?

No, you're comfortable.

Can I sit with you?

Certainly, sir.

Sorry if you receive in this manner.

Just this evening have pulled light to the whole neighborhood.

I see. Do you own a nice house.

You are very kind, sir.

We are here to think the future of Jacques.

It should be 'out with your uncle.

So ...

I know Jacques works and take home the money ...

... but, you know ...

... sometimes we think a bit 'too to what we have today ...

... and do not consider what we have tomorrow.

You will go to the school of the great?

Yes, the averages.

Medium is expensive.

He pays?

No, I am entitled to a grant.

What is a bag?

When one is good ...

... or when one is poor ...

... entitled to the money.

You are both.

So you're rich.

Come on, smoke. Smoke!

Dai.

Look.

As with the broth.

It's up to you, come on.

Slowly, all inside.

Throw him out.

Bravo!

Mr. Bernard!

Good morning.

The professor went to the coffee.

Two and five, here it is.

Nice shot! You'll take advantage, eh?

- Someone takes my place? - Yes.

Without you, without the hand who have lovingly tended ...

... the poor child that I was ...

... without your teaching and example ...

... none of this would have existed.

It is a dedication too generous, I do not deserve so much.

Remember what I told you in school?

You said so many things ...

The child is the bud the man who will become.

It is only partly true.

It's another thing that I remember, your words of God

I never spoke of God

It is true, but one day you said

Some believe, others less so. Everyone has their own freedom.

It took a lot of courage.

You have been a second father to me.

But I'm back from the war, Your father is not.

In certain cases it is difficult resign his good fortune.

Luck is like God does not exist.

I do not agree.

You have had the good fortune ...

... to have two exceptional women that you have raised.

For a long time I never suspected the conditions under which your family lived.

Your face breathed serenity.

How is your mother?

- Brave, as always. - Your mother is too lonely.

It is so long since you were in Algiers.

The students I was almost forced.

Yes, but you have to help them understand, it is your duty.

The things have been difficult for everyone.

You should write a book about us, our tragedy.

I've written a lot and I was insulted.

I do not speak of an essay or articles for newspapers ...

... I speak of a novel, in the novels is that the truth lies.

Russia is not in the history books ...

... but in the pages Tolstoy, Dostoevsky.

Assegnatemi a theme, like at school.

Liberty, Equality, Fraternity:

What happened to the values France here in Algeria.

It is a difficult subject.

- Even for you? - Especially for me.

In Corinth there were two temples ...

... the temple of the need and the Temple of violence.

They were so close to each other ...

... that people entered one or the other without distinction.

This is how to do?

Yes, sometimes.

You know ...

The error is not a revolution ...

... is when the oppressed resign without a fight.

This is the violence of colonialism which explains the violence of the rebellion.

Remember when I told you about of Rome and the Barbarians?

- There is one thing that I never said. - Which one?

Which can also be from the barbarians.

A farmer has a rectangular field.

The longest side measuring 330 meters.

The shorter measure 118.

Calculate the area of ??land.

If the farmer grows it 2/5 using 18 kg of wheat ...

... what will it take to grow wheat the remaining part of the ground?

Then, calculate the area ...

330 x 118, eight zero is zero.

Eight to three is twenty-four.

Come, they fight!

- I am Jacques and Hamoud! - Hit him harder, come on!

Stronger! Stronger!

Come on, Jacques!

Hit him, Hamoud!

Who started it?

Want some 'bread?

- Where are you going? - I'm going to visit a friend.

It is not the place for a walk.

Is no more dangerous that bring this uniform.

Do as you wish.

Hello, sorry.

- Where is this on? - I do not know. - Thank you.

Hello, this is the house of Hamoud Abdheramane?

Welcome.

It is a pleasure to have you here, please.

Revenue.

Sit down, please.

It seems that you have become rich and powerful.

- Neither the one nor the other. - And a liar, like all the French.

Algeria are like you.

I know you have two children.

A nine year old boy and a small five.

I have only one child.

God did not want to give me more.

I wanted to study ...

... but he prefers use your hands instead of your head.

- Maybe he's right. - He's 18 years old, is a bricklayer.

He's a good boy, my son.

And you, Hamoud, how are you?

I need you, Mr. Cormery.

If I can.

In the name of that friendship that there has never been.

- I had respect for you. - I do not.

- You called me "Femminella." - I beg your pardon.

What can I do for you?

My son goes to die.

As you already know, Aziz is called Abdheramane.

18 years, unmarried ...

... has long worked as a bricklayer in the Arab neighborhood of Salembier.

Never stopped, never questioned.

He has appeared in the organization section of Algiers FLN ...

... only after the arrest.

What is it charged?

Of complicity in three bomb attacks occurred in October of '56 ...

... attacks that have numerous civilian casualties.

- He placed his bombs? - No.

But it was found that the bombs used in the attacks ...

... had been hidden in his house.

Other explosives were found at home after his capture.

It says here that he did not know the final destination of bombs ...

... and that he believed would be used only result in property damage.

In fact, the FLN is organized compartmentalized.

The manufacture bombs and their use ...

... are the work of cells who do not know each other.

His version is not far-fetched, but the court rejected this argument.

The condemned to death ...

... without any concrete evidence he wanted to kill.

The request for clemency will be filed, but the release is unlikely.

You can write a letter the Minister of Justice ...

... to ask him to review the case.

Fran�ois Mitterrand certainly try to do something.

Even he accepts injustice, you can be sure.

And then ...

... with your reputation ...

Hey you!

Give me a bit 'of money if you are a man.

I did not expect.

- Can I get you something. - No, do not worry.

I made you the roast peppers, I put them in the fridge.

So are good.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

As a child I used to say that I was too smart to stay here ...

... I had a duty to go.

Everything I have made good I owe it to you.

If you're happy ...

... enough for me.

In North Africa, France has a magnificent empire ...

... composed of three countries: Morocco, Algeria, Tunisia.

The conquest made to avenge a blow range of the Ambassador of France ...

... began in 1830.

The indigenous, nomadic Arabs and the Berbers sedentary opposed a fierce resistance.

Do not forget the famous Barbary pirates.

Their incursions sowed death among indigenous tribes.

It was the providential intervention of the French to save them.

The French have built roads, railways and bridges.

They have developed agriculture, mines, waterworks ...

... hospitals and schools.

Nowadays the Algeria ...

... divided into three departments from 1848 ...

... is a province of France ...

... and enjoy the splendor cultural and universal of France ...

... our homeland.

Now it is the turn of Cormery Jacques.

Cormery.

Then, Cormery ...

... I say you are a poet.

I? No.

I know you have written a poem.

I copied.

You stole a companion?

No, three different poets.

You can recite it for us?

It's called "Tristesse".

- Where have you been? - Around.

Where is your mother?

I have not seen.

Go look for it.

Tell her to come here now.

You scared me, you fool!

- Did I hurt you? - No. - I'm happy.

Hard head, like your father.

What was my father?

Intelligent, serious, sympathetic?

Your father always hard head. A hard head.

And because my mother she married him?

Hard-headed, soft-hearted.

They always well together.

Log.

Close the door.

Approached.

Approached.

Approached.

Approached.

Approached.

- Are you tired? - No, I'm fine.

- I'd like to live here with you. - We will.

One day ... we will.

How old were you when I was born?

I do not remember.

You are far from home?

Our house no longer exists. Why so many questions?

Would you be happy If I wrote a book about you?

I can not read.

I always smoke alone.

A cigarette is better with friends.

Thank you.

It 's true.

You're right.

When you ask or offer a light ...

... is established complicity between people.

I never thought of that.

Put it in your own book: Uncle Etienne said ...

- But why did you give me of you? - Respect.

What are you saying?

And what are you doing in a place like this?

Nice, eh?

Toilets cleaned.

- You're not invalid. - I no war.

Too young, too old.

I next party!

- I love you. - Stop ...

Enough of this you.

Your books here in the library.

"Last strike" beautiful.

You know how heavy fatigue.

You know better than I, 've worked all my life.

No, one day he wanted more.

Enough said.

Are you tired, I understand.

Me too the war.

Alone.

You think I'm happy?

Has not changed, innocent as ever.

- It was day or night? - What?

When I was born, I bet it was sunny.

It was night and raining.

The opening with your book?

What do you think?

I do not think anything.

Do not forget to tell the truth about your father.

Write this: My father was more handsome than me.

Help me, my wife is in labor!

- And what is the problem? - Is there a doctor near here?

The doctors do not understand anything, there are women for this.

A�cha!

Adila!

Fadela!

Zohra!

Come!

Log.

God wanted to spoil.

- It's your first child? - Yes.

The first.

Do you think I have nothing else to do?

Kheira!

Kheira!

Take it.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

I have a little lamb who does not want learn of his mother's milk.

It is I who thank you for the time that you steal.

This is the farm that interests you?

If you want it, give it to you for a loaf of bread.

No, they told me that I was born here, near to your outfit.

It was part of the domain, master has changed many times.

My parents have redone entirely.

Do you think they knew my father?

Maybe, many years have passed.

You know when they get here the first settlers?

In 1848.

Right.

The year in which France has allocated 50 million to finance a colony.

Imagine success.

Were more than a thousand volunteers to dream of the promised land.

The men especially, women are more wary.

But men ...

... It is no coincidence who had made the revolution.

It is almost nothing, something?

If you are Algerian, you know how things go.

You throw it down and rebuild.

Think about the future and you forget the rest.

Excuse me, I have bothered at all.

No, I'm glad to have met you.

I read one of your books. I do not remember the title, but it was nice.

- Your parents still live here? - No.

My father does not want to hear about Algeria.

Lives in Marseille, in a modern apartment.

It seems to pass the days at home doing nothing.

And you?

I will stay here until the end ...

... go as he goes.

Creper� here.

They are not capable to understand these things in Paris.

And you know who are the only ones, apart from us, who can understand it?

- Arabs. - Exactly, we are made to speak.

They are so stupid and rough as we ...

... but they still have our blood.

Then, we will continue for a while 'to slaughter us ...

... to tear the guts to torture ...

... and then we shall restore to live as human beings.

Yesterday morning a boy died.

She was twenty, he was the son a classmate of mine.

His name was Aziz Abdheramane.

He was guillotined.

Have never tried his guilt ...

... and now I feel closer to him ...

... that all those French Algeria who speak without knowing.

I've never met, but I know his father ...

... and is not hatred I saw in his eyes ...

... but the despair and pain ...

... a pain that I agree with him.

His face is that of my country.

The victims of the Algerian tragedy belong to a single family ... damn

... whose members massacred in the middle of the night without recognizing ...

... groping in the dark and throwing himself into a fight blind.

Algeria will soon be populated only victims and murderers ...

... and only the dead are innocent.

I have always been and continue to be right for an Algeria ...

... where everyone can enjoy the same rights in law.

You need to make the Algerian people what is due to him ...

... and give more fully democratic.

We must unite instead of divide.

But as I always condemned terrorism ...

... so condemn the actions of senselessly in the streets ...

... and that one day may strike someone dear to us.

I believe in justice.

And I say to the Arabs:

I will defend it at all costs ...

... but never against my mother ...

... because she has been injustice as you ...

... and suffering.

And if in your anger, shall ye evil ...

... I will be your enemy.

It is beautiful the grave?

The grave of your father.

I have not seen it yet.

But now you come back with me, we'll go together.

I'm old, far away.

Why do you want to stay here?

She is beautiful France, but there are no Arabs.

You do not like?

Yes, a lot.

The weather is changing.

Yes.

There come off the light this winter?

I think not.