All language subtitles for House.of.Saddam.S01E02.Part.2.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-KAIZEN

I have nothing
to forgive you for.

Ali:
What's the matter with you?
You should be

making the most of life.
Tomorrow we could
all be dead.

Go out! Out!

Ali:
Is that her?

She is pretty.

She is married.

Hussein,
stand on your head

for the president.

For you
he would do anything.

Who is the blonde?

Watch this, Qusay.

I want you to know
I would only trust

the happiness
of my daughter to a man

who owes me everything.
Hussein is such a man.

He will be responsible
for my personal security.

(dance music playing)

Oh, yeah.

(chuckling)

Let's celebrate.

(people screaming)

(Uday laughs)

Get up.

Get down.

Hey, what's happened
to the music?

Let's have some music.

(laughing)
come on.

(dance music playing)

What's the matter
with you?

We just won a war.

Dance, everybody.

Uday:
Let's celebrate.

Hussein:
Another great night
for our little prince Uday.

Yes, General Hussein.

Mohamed Ghali!

Ghali:
May I present to you
the victory arch?

It's a bit small.

No no, your excellency.

This is just a model.

(laughs)

I'm joking.

Tell me
about your plans.

I see you have adapted
my design.

Only very very slightly,
your excellency.

You see how the ground
bursts open

and from it springs

an arm of power
and determination?

But this is
no ordinary arm.

The arm of victory
is none other

than the arm of our leader
President Saddam Hussein
himself,

God preserve
and watch over him.

Hmm.

An exact replica
of your excellency's arm

enlarged 40 times
and cast in metal

from the melted-down
weapons of Iraq's martyrs.

Nothing like it exists
in the Arab world,

or anywhere else in
the world for that matter...
(door opens)

...your excellency.

A fitting monument for
the martyred sons of Iraq.

Indeed, but expensive,
your excellency.

Our victory over Iran

deserves nothing less.

Good good.

Where's my father?
He's up there, sir.

Baba.
Ah, at last, Kamel.

He would like the food
served at 12:00 tomorrow,

No later.
For how many?

I don't know,
20 including the president.

Make plenty.

Is Baba here?

No, sir, your father
has left.

Is he
with the blonde?

Is he with her now?

Or is it
a different whore?

She's been here,
hasn't she?

You're Baba's
little servant.

But Baba won't always
be president.

I know

you bring her here.

I know

you arrange
their meetings.

You're a pimp.

For my mother

I will kill you.

For my father

I'll let you live.

We can remove
the cast now,
if your excellency

will permit it.
Yes.

(man speaking Arabic)

We fought
on Kuwait's behalf.
They share in our victory.

They are supposed
to be our brothers.

I estimate that Kuwait's
increase in oil production

has driven down the prices
per barrel by 20%.

At a time when Iraq needs
every dollar to rebuild--

why, Tariq?
Who wins?

Who buys the oil.

It's not just about
the price of oil.

There is more to it.

Raise--
(exclaims)

So sorry, excellency.
Okay, my fault, my fault.

Raise the issue
at the next OPEC meeting.

I want the other nations

to hear our complaint.
Of course.

Excellent,
your excellency.

Excellent.

At the U.N. They are talking
about the possibility
of sanctions.

We'll talk about it
at lunch.

You are invited to lunch
with my family.

Mr. President, I have
first the meetings.

Bring an appetite.
If I have to suffer,

so does my deputy.

(pop song playing)

Qusay, at lunch be sure
to tell your father

I am not
behind these articles

praising me in
the newspapers, please.

The victory over Iran
belongs

to the president
and no one else.

General Rashid,
my father understands

that the press
have pages to fill.

But you are a hero, Papa.

Sahar, I'm a soldier
like any other soldier.

I'll speak to Baba
about it.

Anyway, don't worry.
You are family now,

Mustapha's grandpa.

Habibti, we really
have to go.

Raghad, Raghad, Yallah.

Hussein, this is silly.
We're going to be so early.

I want to be early.

I want to make sure
I get the seat next
to your father

before your idiot brother
gets it.

Don't let Baba hear you
talk about Uday that way.

It suits you.

You're my brother.
You have to say
nice things.

If Saddam
doesn't see it,

he is either a liar
or blind.

It suits you.

I thought the children
might have been
here, Raghad.

They're at school,
Baba.

I don't get to see
enough of them.

I could arrange
another lunch--

just for you, me
and the grandchildren.

Maybe.

It would be fun.
The children would love it.

Ali, Tariq is concerned

about Iraq's reputation
at the United Nations.

Yes, they are
questioning the operation
against the Kurds,

in particular
at Halabja.

It was war.
What do they expect us

to do in war,
send flowers?

They are calling it
genocide.

Genocide?
All because I killed
a few Kurds?

No, Ali.

It is because
you enjoyed it.

This is supposed to be
a family occasion.

And we are government.

Reagan knows about our use
of chemical weapons.

And still
their foreign policy
favors Iraq.

Why, Uday?

They recognize Iraq
as the leading Arab nation.

Agreed.

I think all our soldiers
are all very courageous.

Don't you, Qusay?

Tariq:
I have also noted that
the United Nations--

Forget the U.N., Tariq.

Kuwait is our priority.

If the price of oil
continues to drop

there will be
no economy

and therefore nothing
for the U.N. to sanction.

We should
take them out, Baba.
They are tiny.

A leader must be prepared
to negotiate, Uday.

And one day
you'll be leader.

You changed your hair.

Do you like it?

It's blond.

If you like it, I like it.
Whatever makes you happy.

But do you like it?

It looks cheap.

Baba, it does not.
It looks nice.

Adnan:
Sajida,

I'm not an expert,

but I think it looks
very nice.

Sajida:
I've had enough.

Excuse me.

There was a time
we only had a river.

It was our playground
and our larder.

Times change.

Sajida misses you.

She's still my wife, Adnan.

That's what she misses--
being your wife.

She has everything
she's ever wished for
and she has you.

I'm not her husband.

I can't, Adnan.

I've taken a new wife.

Samira.

Yes, Samira.

If you wish,
tell your sister.

Personally,
I didn't want

to cause her
unnecessary pain.

When you address me
in future, Adnan,

remember I'm your president.

I came as a friend,
Mr. President,

not as commander
of your army.

But you may wish to know

that your army also
feel neglected.

They have fought
for peace

and they want to return
to their families,

but we have no money
to pay them.

One million men,
Mr. President,

all waiting to be told
what to do.

That's the truth.
It's not what you want
to hear.

Adnan, wait.

Wait.

I know what you say
is true.

I will feed my army
and my country,

but I cannot give to Sajida
what isn't there anymore.

I'm sorry.

She's your sister.

I hope you understand.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Madam, how can I
help you?

He married her.

You knew before I knew--

a servant.

Never look at me again.
Yes, madam.

I mean no, madam.

Never speak to me.

How would you describe

the mood of the people,
Hussein?

Hmm? The people?

The people.

They are happy,

joyful that the war
is over.

They are optimistic.

Iraq has a bright future
ahead of it

with a great leader.

And what is their view
of General Khairallah?

Many see him
as the perfect soldier,

an intelligent warrior
capable of leading
from the front.

And who are these many?

His fellow officers,

the men he commands,

men like Qusay's
father-in-law General Rashid.

They would follow him
into any battle.

And since the war
with Iran

he even has the affection
of the people.

Not more than their
president, of course.

An army's loyalty
should be to Iraq,

not to an individual
commander.

What happens
if the commander
falls in battle?

You are right.

The Kuwaiti problem
may escalate.

I need to be sure
of everybody.

Good grouping.
I'll keep my eye on him.

Are you not shooting,
Hussein?

I am here to assist
the president.

And how is the president?

He has traitors
on his mind.

Kuwait.

A betrayal
by brother Arabs

is difficult to stomach.

Agreed.

You are the voice
he trusts most, Adnan.

You are practically
his brother.

What of it?

He needs you
at his shoulder.

Is there room
for both of us, Hussein?

I am still learning.

Good shooting.

Reporter:
Iraq's muscle-flexing
in the gulf has dominated

the OPEC oil ministers talks
in Geneva.

Iraq hasn't succeeded
in getting

the full price rise it wanted,

but an increase to around
$20 a barrel is likely.

Here comes Kuwait.

The last man to rob me

had the grace
to wear a mask.

My president
has asked me to register

his considerable
disappointment

with our brothers
from Kuwait.

(woman translating
into French)

Kuwaiti greed
and overproduction

cost us all dearly.

This is money Iraq can
ill afford to lose.

But, gentlemen,

it is my sad duty
to reveal

that greed
is not the limit

of our complaint
against Kuwait.

We have discovered
something more sinister.

Please.

We have discovered
that the Kuwaitis

have been using
American technology

to slant drill
into oil fields

under Iraq's
sovereign territory.

Extraction of this oil
is nothing less

than theft of our
natural resources.

(muttering)

I am disappointed to see
that our Kuwaiti brothers

appear amused
and unconcerned.

Nevertheless,
we look forward

to an overdue apology

and we demand
an immediate end

to this shameful
practice.

Uday:
I can't believe
he actually married her.

What if he married her
because she was pregnant?

What if they have a son?

He would be firstborn.

Don't be stupid, Uday.
You are firstborn.

In this family, yes.

Not in his new family.

He doesn't have
a new family.

We're the only family.
We're the only sons.

So he has a second wife.
It happens.

She's a whore.

She's a beautiful whore.
Have you seen her?

Zaki, shut it.

Go and see where all that
noise is coming from.

(distant dance music
playing)

Looks like some party
at one of the guesthouses
over on the island.

Must be Kamel Hanna.

(distant gunfire)

The little shit.

He'll keep me awake
all night.

Come on, Zaki.

Uday, let it go.

Zaki, keep an eye on him.

(loud music playing)

(music stops)

This party is over.

You must all go home.

I said, you must all
go home.

Uday, sir,

we have the president's
blessing for this party,

so we are entitled
to enjoy it.

Why don't you
leave us alone, sir?

How dare you speak
to me like that?

Get off that.
Get down.

I'm trying
to be respectful
and polite, sir.

I am very drunk.

I can barely see you.

(scattered chuckles)

Don't make fun of me,
you fucking whoremonger!

(people screaming)

Uday, stop!
Uday!

Uday, stop, please.

It's not worth it.

You killed him.
You killed him, Uday.

I can't
believe you did it.
Shut the fuck up.

What happened?
Zaki keeps saying
that I killed Kamel Hanna.

You did!
Did I?

What do you mean,
"Did I"?

You either killed him
or you didn't.
You must know.

He killed him!
How the fuck
do you know?

You got his fucking brains
all over your stick!

Oh, shit.
So what if I
killed him, huh?

But he belongs to Baba.
He trusted him.

And Baba trusts no one.
You know that, Uday.

I'm telling you,
this is very serious.

Zaki was there.
Tell him he provoked me.

We'll get witnesses
to say that he provoked me.

(phone ringing)

Leave it.

Yes.
Who is this?

It's Qusay Hussein.
What do you want?

Tell him to fuck off,
mind his own fucking
business.

Tell me
it is not true.

No, it is true.
Fuck off, Hussein!

Have you told
your father?
Not yet.

Okay, I will deal with it.

No no no.
You tell me

where Baba is sleeping
and I'll deal with--

Shit.

Shit. Baba is going
to kill me.

Hey, what do you think
you are doing now?
Shit. Shit.

Uday!

Uday.

Fuck. Fuck.
Open the door.

Uday!

Fuck.
Open the door.

I mean it. Open the door
or I'll kick it in.

Uday!

Shit.

(thud)

Uday, are you okay?

Baba, they made me puke.
Saddam, he knows
what he did was wrong.

I want to speak
to my son alone.

And we have to deal
with this properly.

Everybody but my
idiot son, out.

Baba, I swear
it was an accident.

I didn't mean
to kill him.

I'm so sorry.

Hussein!

Give me one good reason

why I shouldn't
cut you into pieces--

one reason.

I have no reason.

You think

violence is a pastime?

It is a tool!

What are we?

Barbarians?

Hussein.
Excellency.

I want to know everything
my son has done--

everything.

And put him in a cell.

(clicks tongue)
Little prince,

you have really
done it this time.

He's a spiteful child.

I can't believe
he killed Kamel Hanna.

I beat him, Samira,

like my stepfather
beat me.

You are not
your stepfather.

You are not
your father.

You are Saddam Hussein.

You had good reason
to beat him.

You are the father
of the nation.

You have to feed us,

protect us and love us.

And in return
we love you too.

(gunshots,
people screaming)

Uday:
Get up.

Get down.

I'm afraid
this type of behavior

seems to be normal
for Uday.

He drinks alcohol.

He is violent
in public places.

Saddam:
That's enough.

Sons are not always
like their fathers.

But he is still young.

He brings shame too often
to your house, Saddam.

He is still my son.

He is opening the door

for a challenge
to the president.

A challenge from where?

From those who feel
that Uday's behavior

is typical of this family
and this government.

The war with Iran

has all but brought us
to our knees.

We are a tired nation.

The war with Iran

has raised Iraq
to new heights!

Only Iraq and its president
stood up to Khomeini.

We haven't been
weakened by war.

We've been enhanced
by war,

blessed by victory!

(groans)

Does the Army disagree,
general?

Are there cabals
who are no longer loyal?

Is that what
you are saying?

The loyalty of the army
is not in question here.

So who is it that dares

to challenge
the president, Adnan?

Tell me as a brother.

The matter in hand
is Uday.

I do not wish
to see him harmed,

but he is not a leader.

Hussein?

Do you have an opinion?

I may agree with you,
Adnan,

that Uday's behavior
brings

a degree of shame
to this house,

but in all honesty

my opinion
does not matter.

I could never presume
to place myself

in the shoes
of our president--

never.

Hmm.

(door slams)

(cocks gun)

What am I to do
about the Kurds?

(gun clicks)

(panting)

Neither Arab
nor Iraqi,

loyal only
to themselves.

And what about America?

Should I say,

"Thank you, Mr. Bush,

"thank you
for your credits

"for the rice and grain,

for your letters
of friendship"?

Or do I scream at them

for collaborating
with Kuwait,

for squeezing the life

out of my country?

And what of
my own people?

Do I spend our dollars
on education

and leave us
open to attack?

Do I invest in weapons
and the army?

Maybe I should forget
my responsibilities.

And drink and whore
like my son.

Tell me why you should
live or die.

Tell me why.

Because I'm sorry.

Because I'm your son.

(sighs)

Baba,

I swear

nothing like this
will happen again,

never.
I swear.

You are supposed
to be my heir.

(sobbing)
Baba, I'm sorry.

I promise
I'll be good.

I'm sorry.

Yes.

You're sorry.

(keys jingle,
gate squeaks)

What's Baba going to do?

Worried, little prince?

You're no longer
important.

(lighter clicks)

Yallah.

(lighter clicking)

Gentlemen, I have sad news
for all of us.

It concerns a dear friend

and a brave soldier.

It is with regret
that I have to inform you

of the death of our comrade
and friend,

General Adnan Khairallah.

How?
How did he die?

I was informed

just over an hour ago--

a helicopter accident.

We will all
miss him greatly.

Some weeks ago

Adnan advised me
of unrest within the army.

I've invited you
here today

to allow you to voice
any opinion

or grievances you may have
or might have heard.

The floor is yours.

We face betrayal
by Kuwait.

Now is not the time
for disharmony.

General Rashid.

Your excellency.

Please leave the room
by the door behind you.

Now, general, please.

I demand absolute loyalty
from my generals.

Your excellency,

I think I speak
on behalf of all of us

gathered here--

you have our undying
loyalty and love.

Baba, what's happening?

Does mama know
about Amo Adnan?

Not yet.

How did it happen, Baba?

I don't know.

And General Rashid?

What do I tell
my Sahar?

You tell her
the truth.

You tell her that her father
has been placed under
house arrest

and that will not change
as long as I am president.

Of course.

I understand.

I'm your servant.

Sahar: I have to see him.
Qusay: You won't be allowed.

I am his daughter.
It is forbidden.

He is to have no visitors,
not yet.

You are the president's son.
Do something!

I can't.

What are you doing?
Going to my father's house.

You can't.

You are going nowhere.
Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.
Stop it. Stop it.
Do something!

Stop it.
Stop it.

You think you can just
do as you please?

You can't.

You're my wife.

And that makes you

my father's daughter.

Don't you understand
what that means?

Cause trouble
and your father will pay.

Accept it.

Here he is, children,

your hero father...

your hero grandfather,

hiding behind his desk
in his uniform.

Sajida, what do you want?

Tell them why.

Tell them why
you killed my brother.

Tell them!

Tell me!

Raghad, please show
your mother to her rooms.

Adnan was your friend.

He loved you

and you needed him.

Now look
what you're left with--

men who are nothing
but afraid of you.

Adnan was killed
in a tragic accident.

I'm sorry.

Accidents do not happen
in Iraq anymore.

Sajida, go shopping.

Come on, mama.

Let's go.

At this meeting
of the Arab league

nothing can be
left to chance.

We need to remind the Emir

that he is an Arab,
not a Texas cowboy.

Saddam:
Emir.

I wouldn't want
there to be

any misunderstanding
between us.

By driving down
the price of oil

you are declaring
economic war on Iraq.

As one Arab to another,

I am asking you to stop.

Saddam Hussein.

If you do not,

we will have to
defend our honor.

You think you can
intimidate me?

You think you have
powerful friends?

But you are not
the only one

with powerful friends.

Salam alaikum,

Saddam Hussein
al Tikriti.

Salam alaikum.

Ambassador,

I have summoned you
here to ask--

what does it mean
when America says

it will protect Kuwait?

It can only mean
prejudice against Iraq.

We understand
that the United States

wants to secure
the flow of oil,

but it must not
use methods

which it says
it disapproves of.

If we feel

that you want to injure
our pride

then we will
cease to care

and death will be
our choice.

Mr. President,

you speak
of friendship

and I believe
it is clear

from the letters
President Bush
has sent to you

that we value our
friendship with Iraq

extremely highly.

I know you need funds
to rebuild your country

but we have no opinion
on Arab-Arab conflict

like your border
disagreement with Kuwait.

No opinion?

That's correct.

However, I would like
to stress

our president's
strong desire

for peace and stability
in the Middle East.

(door opens)
Saddam: Tariq,
she backed down.

Hussein:
So how was the meeting?

Tariq:
These things are always
difficult to read.

She expressed no opinion
on Arab-Arab conflicts.

The big collaborators
have been found out

and they backed down.

That is excellent.
Tariq: She also mentioned

President Bush's
desire for peace.

Of course.

Peace is
what we all desire.

But first the world
has to be fair,

and at the moment
it is not fair.

Kuwait believes
they have powerful friends.

They will never agree
to our demands.

They will continue
to steal our oil

and they will sell our debt
to foreign banks,

effectively making Iraq
bankrupt.

We have no choice
but to invade, Tariq--

no choice.

Hussein.

(man speaking Arabic)

(laughing)

I can't believe
we got the Emir's
fucking dinner service.

Make sure none of it
gets broken.

Don't worry.

Ohh-hh!

Golden boy.

What, not expecting
to see me here?

Does my father know
you're here?

Why don't you mind
your own business?

And I will mind mine.

Uday, there is enough
here for all of us.
No fighting.

I've not forgot
about you, Hussein.

My father has had
many favorites...

but only one
first son.

(laughs)

reporter:
The aircraft carrier
USS Independence

is now being sent
to reinforce

American naval strength
in the gulf,

as the west ponders
over what to do next.

The fact is that
President Saddam Hussein

has seized control
of some of the world's...

Kuwait and the Americans
are buying

the support
of 30 nations, Tariq.

It requires
the might of 30 nations
to face Iraq.

We should be proud.

Now what of negotiations?

Not good news,
Mr. President.

None of our grievances
will be considered

until we withdraw
unconditionally.

They fear me, Tariq.

They want to destroy me.

Mr. President,
in the last year

the world has turned
on its head.

Russia no longer
has influence.

Russia will never
abandon Iraq.

Gorbachev will talk

and they will listen.

I'll do my very best.
Your excellency!

Deliver Gorbachev.
But the--

President Bush Senior:
America will not
stand aside.

The world
will not allow

the strong
to swallow up the weak.

(Russian anchorwoman
speaking)

for the U.S. response,
we go now live

to CNN's Wolf Blitzer
live at the Pentagon.

(news jingle playing)

(speaking Arabic)

(news jingle playing)

the deadline
for Iraq to comply

with all United Nations'
resolutions

passed just over
four hours ago

with no sign
of Iraqi forces

starting to pull out
of Kuwait.

Gentlemen,

war is now inevitable.

This is a war
that we have already won.

It takes 30 nations

to stand against
one single Arab power.

Already we are glorious.

Qusay: Baba,

maybe we are playing
into their hands.

Maybe we should
pull back.

Even America would not
attack a retreating army.

There will be
no retreat.

But the Americans--
they have far superior
technology,

smart bombs, missiles.

There is a chance
we could be obliterated

before we even see
their faces.

The president
has spoken.

There will be no retreat.

Saddam:
Exactly.

Qusay, America
will not be able

to stomach the loss
of 10,000 soldiers.

We have
the greater will

and we will never
bow our heads--

never!

Iraq has become

the nation
we dreamed it would be,

and God will be
on our side in this,

the mother of all battles.

(sirens wailing)

reporter:
Last night they started
just before midnight

and continued
for over five hours.

Huge explosions
shocked central Baghdad.

The engines of approaching
cruise missiles and
allied bombers

could be heard
across the city.

You look tired.

You should rest.

There will be time
for rest later.

Saddam Kamel:
We can stay at the next house
for at least four hours.

It's not far.

(car horn honks)

(crash, horn honking
continuously)

Please.

Samira.
You are safe.

Samira--

She needs help.

(distant explosions)

(babies crying)

Mr. President.

She fractured
her cheekbone,
Mr. President,

and of course
she will need stitches.

See to it.

Of course.

(explosions booming)

Samira,

I have to go.

No.

I will arrange for you
to be taken to safety.

I have to go, my love.

Thank you.

(women and children
crying)

We have a new command post
ready for your approval.

It is close by.

It is a villa of a loyal
party member.

His name is Hafiz.

Baba.

Baba, are you all right?
I'm fine.

Everything's
all ready inside.

(speaking Arabic)

(radio operator
continues speaking)

Mr. President,
I wish we had known
you were coming.

I would have
prepared things.

I must get you out of the city
and into hiding.

As long as you are free
they cannot claim victory.

I will not hide.

In 300 years

the invasion of Kuwait

will not look
like a mistake.

Oh, my wife Aisha.

Can I get you anything?
A glass of tea?

Tea, thank you.

We must prepare.

Applaud your victories,
my dear citizens.

You have faced the might
of 30 countries.

Great Iraqis,

you have won.

You are glorious.

How sweet victory is.

(explosions continue)

(sirens wailing)

I am ordering you
to stand and fight.

Stand and fight!

Deserters will be shot.
Cowards will be shot.

Do you understand?

Hussein.

Hussein.

What's happening?

The withdrawal from Kuwait
is almost complete

and we believe
we have inflicted

heavy losses
on our enemy.

I'm ordering our forces
to regroup at the border.

The coalition
will never dare

pursue us
into our territory.

Like that,
we can counterattack

more effectively
from our new positions.

Qusay:
Hussein.

It's too late
for lies.

My people report
a sustained attack,

the main column retreating
along highway 80.

The army is trapped
on the middle ridge.

We are losing
a lot of men.

A large number of units
are surrendering

or they are deserting.

Why wasn't I told this?

Saddam:
Have the Americans
closed the border?

We expect them
to do so in the next
couple of hours.

Why did you not
tell me this?

I have not heard
these reports.

You are the commander
of my army!

What good would it do?

We're finished.

There is nothing we can do
to stop them.

Stop it!!

Pull back all of
the Republican Guard units.

They must fall back
to defend Baghdad.

Do it now.

This is general Hussein,
your commanding officer.

There are new orders
for all Republican Guard
units...

(radio operator
continues in Arabic)

He is sleeping.

To dead men,

which is what we are.

Better dead
than being captured.

How can he sleep?

What were we thinking,
taking on America?

Can I kill him now?

No one would miss him.

(door opens and closes)

Baba would miss him.

Well, if the Americans
come,

I'm going to put a bullet
in his head.

If the Americans come,

I'll be pleased
to let you.

(man speaking Arabic
over radio)

(birds chirping)

Baba,

Baba, wake up.

The Americans have declared
a ceasefire.

They are withdrawing
to the border.

Are you sure?

(imam chanting)

It's confirmed.

This comes
direct from God.

God has chosen life
for Saddam Hussein.

I need to see
my people.

I must declare
our victory!

This is
a great victory,

a great victory,
my sons!

(imam chanting)

Praise be to Allah
for saving Iraq.

Praise be to Allah
for saving Saddam Hussein.

This is my country.

This is my country!

My country!

(instrumental music playing)