All language subtitles for Quelque Part Vers Conakry 1992

The Year 1971 Africa
Democratic Republic of Guinea

In the aftermath of November 22, 1970, the President,
Ahmed Sekou Toure, said the Guinean people have

finally triumphed over imperialism, courageously
repelling the Portuguese mercenaries paid by

opponents of the regime... An important
wave of arrests will follow throughout 1971.

My dear friend, do you still remember Guinea?

Jacques, I often think of you, your sister,

your parents, older brother Diallo.
May Allah bless you all.

Nothing that belongs to this forest,
will ever be foreign to you.

Since our separation I pray
every day to find you,

in order to understand what happened here.

"Somewhere Towards Conakry"

I was twelve. I had left the Koran school...

...for the high school at Dézié.

I was going to meet you at last.

- Hey!
- Who is it? Fuck.

Hey!

Perhaps a spy for the Chicken gang.

Shit, he'll look through the
look and he'll tell everything.

Lift it up. We'll talk with him.

- Yeah, let's tie him up. We'll tie my
pretty bomba around his neck. - Oh no!

He shouldn't see the hut.
There is no.... It's too dangerous.

- I know that guy.
- Hey!

- Well then, what did I say?
- Okay, I go down to talk with him.

Watch out, eh?

- Are you the leader?
- Who are you? What are you doing on our turf?

But I came to congratulate you with the hut.
You know I live here in Green Boal.

And by the way, I saw it.

You saw what? You never saw the hut,
else you better watch it, you hear?

Hey, Madiou! Let your mother
grind cassava! Go guard your herd!

(Local dialect)

Is that understood? If we find you
on our turf, I'll box your ears!

Madiou, what did he say?

I warned him that tomorrow I'm going to
Kimbou in the same class. He's too smug.

Down with imperialism.

The traitor. At the stake!

Down with the fifth column!

Long live President Ahmed Sekou Toure!

Down with imperialism.

The traitor. At the stake!

I present you the new boy: Madiou Léhouma.

Sit down children.

Now we'll find you a seat. Over there.

This is your desk.

"He's a Chicken spy."

- Hey, that's yours?
- What do you think?

But did you make it yourself?

Of course! I have others,
but this one is the best.

For how much you sell it to me?

If you give me 10 comics, it's yours.

How much you said , ten?
Five is already a lot, you know.

- No, ten.
- Anyway, I don't have ten.

If you want, I teach you how to make them.

"A lease" becomes "leases".

- "A coral" becomes "coral".
- Yes, go to your place!

Jacques Séverac. Get up!

Can you recite other special cases?

Have you learned your lesson, Jacques?

"Window".

- "Window" becomes "Windows".
- Yes.

"Stained Glass".

- "Stained Glass" becomes "Stained Glasses".
- Continue!

You see, when you want to, you
can learn your lessons. Go on!

- And "Work" becomes "Works".
- Good.

One more to go.

Madiou.

- "Leaf" which becomes "Leaves".
- All right.

Take your arithmetic exercise
book, we'll make an exercise.

Well done grumpy.

Hey, I agree about the car, I'd like to learn.

I've no time, I have to learn my lessons.

- Mayaté!
- Visiting your aunt, Madiou?

You're curious, Madiou.But only
you will know my secrets one day.

But Mayaté, I sorted out the oil.

Come here my child.

You should thank your uncle for letting
you go to the factory school.

- Are you pleased, Madiou?
- Oh yes, Mayaté.

- Hello, uncle.
- Well Madiou.

- How are you? Learning good things over there?
- Yes.

Hey Madiou, since you're going to the white school,
you never visit me. I always find you here.

Huh, what did I do to you, Madiou?

(Local dialect)

Please Diallo, you promised
me your pants. I'm big now.

(Local dialect)

- Diallo please, can you can fill my water bottle?
- You just have to wait!

Magalie, it's done. Where are you going?

Magalie, you shouldn't hang out in the bush.

Come on, guys!

- Look!
- The old men have entrusted me this field.

The thugs will set it on
fire and it's your fault!

We must make them leave! We must make them leave!

- I know: we'll go see Yamou.
- Let's go!

Hey look! Some guys are coming from the savanna!

(Shouts of panic)

Hey Magalie! Go hide behind
the bushes with the others!

Hurry up! Hurry!

(Battle cries)

The cavalry, attack!

The Guinean Democratic Party told imperialism:

Your dreams, you'll swallow them.
It is me who shall bury you.

Therefore to denounce the enemies of the people,

the attitude of corrupt party officials,

and lackeys of imperialism, is effectively
fighting against imperialism.

- Long live the revolution!
- LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!

Down with imperialism!

Down with colonialism! Thanks comrades.

Hey old man, where are you going?

- Can't you see where I'm going?
- Didn't you hear what I just said?

This day is a holiday for the
revolution. No one has to work.

Ah well. But it's always holidays with you guys.

- But who'll cultivate my field and feed my family?
- The party has decided, comrade.

The party feeds its people.

- The party isn't the father of my children. Nor you.
- You know who I am?

I'm the representative of the
government. The party here is me!

The party of your mother, yes! Who are you?

Me and all the old men here, we saw you being born.

You were sent to the capital. You got fat
there. And now you want to decide for us?

(Local dialect)

So, old man, didn't you work
enough for the colonists, eh?

- You know I can make you stop?
- Me? - Yes, exactly!

Comrade farmers, comrade farmers.

The party is thinking of you: ration cards will
be distributed at the end of the session.

Thank you fellow member of the
federal office. Comrade activists,

there are problems in the countryside.

- I'm scared, Madiou.
- Mayaté.

I'm afraid that you don't see me enough.

One day you'll leave school for another.

You'll go to Conakry.

And I won't see you any
more to tell you your story.

(Local dialect)

Come on, go! Come on, come on...!

It's Magalie.

Push yourself up!

Be brave, Magalie! Be brave!

(Unintelligible)

(Unintelligible)

Does it hurt? Can you move your leg?

Magalie isn't afraid of anything. She's strong.

- Then why does she want a plaster?
- It doesn't matter, will you tell my mother?

- You'll be in trouble tonight.
- Sorry, Diallo. You're my big brother. Let's forget it.

If I was your big brother, I would've spanked you.

Hey Jacques, come look.

(Unintelligible)

... go see your hut, take a look,
we'll tear it down.

I tell you to stop.

- We'll demolish your hut.
- It was you who sent us.... !

(Unintelligible)

- It serves them right.
- It serves him right.

- Hey Jacques, where are you going?
- (Unintelligible)

Ah, Magalie. You're fine?

Magalie, the little orange bowl, please!

See the little crocodile, I could save it.

Now you got my pants. You see
in what state you bring it back?

You'll wash it yourself.

I go wash MYself.

- Did you find one?
- Yes.

- Hey Mom, you know what happened this afternoon?
- You wait and see when your father returns.

Don't worry, I saved you, nothing will happen.

I hope you bit them, eaten their fingers.

- You'll stay home with us.
- I want to give an injection.

Jacques, I told you not to touch my paint.

- But Dad, it was for painting the hut.
- Na, Na, Na, did you see your face?

You think you painted the hut?

Well, well, well, a new tenant.

Well, Jacques, Magalie, in the shower! Come on, hop!

- Hey Jacques!
- What?

I know what we should do. So that
Chicken no longer comes to the hut.

- I'll show you.
- And why would you help us?

Now we all take off our clothes, wash hands,

feet, head, and visit one by
one the spirit of the hut,

to ask him for protection.

- Naked?
- Yes, naked like this.

- All the same, eh.
- Go guys. Like he said, do it. Get naked!

- Hey guys, I can go down, there's nobody.
- No, you keep watch.

Hey Ismael, are you afraid we'll see
that you got no hair on your butt?

You know, Jacques, it's not right,
it's forbidden to practice witchcraft.

So are you afraid? You rather
leave the hut to Chicken?

But if there is a sorcerer, he could be
sent by Chicken to destroy the hut.

Yes, but it's true.

This is counter revolutionary, the president
himself said so. I won't go along.

What are you talking, you're not even from Guinea.

I'm not from Guinea?

I'm not from Guinea? And my grandfather
is not from Guinea either?

(Local dialect)

Come back! If you leave
the hut, you're finished.

- You're a traitor!
- Yes he's right, they're conspiring with Chicken.

Yeah!

Hey, you lead me?

- That's it, you made your wish?
- Yes, that's it, I did.

Above all, don't open your eyes.

Now you can open your eyes. You know
I heard everything you told the spirit?

- Why? I have not spoken aloud.
- It's like that in my family.

So you really think I risk nothing more?

- The spirits will protect you.
- Even when I grow up?

Now they'll follow you until death.
And when you have a serious problem,

you must come see the spirit
here in the sacred cabin.

Only you can come. You alone know the secret.

Tell me Madiou, why is there
food in front of the altar?

The spirits eat. They are very greedy.

When you bring cookies, they'll eat them.

So, how much you paid for your badges?

I gave him an American cigarette.
They also gave me a little red book.

- It is tiny.
- Don't they have bigger hands?

Hey guys, I still can't see them.

- Hey! There's Magalie.
- Hey Magalie!

- Do you know where your brother is?
- Can I come up?

No! We said no women here.

- But that's not the same.
- He's right: no women here. Let her speak from below!

I agree with Lom. Let her come
up as long as she doesn't talk.

- Bunch of savages. It's Jacques' sister.
- Savage yourself!

Ah, this is your hut, it's really big.

- Well, you saw it. Now tell us where Jacques is.
- Give her a minute!

You mean she's taking us for a ride.
She doesn't even know where he is.

- He said...
- You tell us or I'll toss you in space.

- Can't you see you scare her, big dummy!
- So Magalie, what did your brother say?

Hey guys, they're coming! I see Chicken!

Look, the leaf men!

- They live like that?
- They are farmers.

They'll dance in the woods and
around the village, to bring rain.

But nobody should see them.
Especially not the children.

- If they catch you, you knock there.
- Madiou (local dialect)

- Jacques, you have to go home.
- You not coming home with me tonight?

- I thought you lived with your uncle.
- I have to leave for a few days.

Where to?

It's like a journey. I have to be circumcised.

- They'll cut your bangala?
- Yes.

- Why? What did you do? Is this to punish you?
- No, for me it's a great honor.

I'll be a great muslim. I'll be able to
pray, alone, and make all men pray.

- See you tomorrow?
- No, not tomorrow.

Hey, Cat? Where are you going?

Hey, Cat? Where are you going?

(Whispering)

... all of a sudden the wind picked
up, the trees got uprooted,

Bushes flew away and Chicken's gang dashed off like rabbits.

They were scared stiff.

I myself don't believe it,
but then he's fierce, right?

Jacques, you know me, I fear nothing, but then...

Go, go, go home!

What you got on your shirt?
Serge, answer me! Serge!

Take that shirt off!

Take off that shirt! Never, do you hear me,
should you wear such things.

You know what this is? Do you know?

(Local dialect)

I've already told you a hundred times. Well?

Who gave that to you? Who
gave it to you, tell me! Who?

It was a very nice man. He gave them
to us... What have I done wrong?

They start as in Romania, with
badges, slogans, communist filth.

- Why you refuse to understand? Why? Look at me!
- I've done nothing wrong.

Mom.

Mom.

- Mayaté.
- If you are brave, men will know who you are.

So you should pass the first test.

- Are the others afraid as well, Mayaté?
- Yes.

Nothing can happen to you that you can't handle.

Since September 28, 1958,

as one man, the Guinean will
understand Africa's voice,

thus proving to the whole world,
no people can... our people,

that all the people are capable,

that all people can exercise
their sovereign right to life.

Go, grab that one, grab it!
Catch it! Come on, catch it!