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- How much do you want for these? - 2,000. Dollars.

What do you need that kind of money for?

Why dollars?

Where did you get these?

- Are you a thief? - No. The belonged...

I just want to get out. Can you help me?

Police! Police!

I Was going to park there.

- Are you blind? - No, it's my parking spot.

- No, it's not. - Bastard!

Dork!

- What's a dork? - That.

Wait here in the car. I won't be long.

I have a money transfer here.

- The sender's address is missing. - No, It's here. Helsinki, Finland.

The street address.

- Is the sender a family member? - Yes, my father.

1,500 dollars.

- Okay. - Thank you.

It was nothing.

But then we were pulled over by the cops.

They didn't arrest this young rebel disguised as a sweet little girl?

I'm sure that day will come. And what would be the reason?

"Did you know that white cars are forbidden?"

"Our leader doesn't accept white cars.”

The Grim Reaper will come for our beloved dictator one day.

You've done your day's work, Ella.

- They must be waiting for you at home. - Yes, boss.

She heard.

Ella is a good person.

Mom! Mom!

Don't worry:.

- What do you say? - A smaller one would do.

Yeah, at the moment.

But you never know about the future.

You haven't seen the best part yet.

Look. A dream come true.

Our very own toilet.

- Oh, Dad... - You can say that again.

Without him, we couldn't even dream of moving.

- Although... - What?

Our new home doesn't have to be here.

The money Sammy sent would be enough.

And we'd probably have some left after the journey.

Our life is here. The coffee shop Is starting to make a profit.

I Don't want to live anywhere else.

Honey, turn off the program and go to bed.

I'll read you a bedtime story.

Kiki.

Not here.

Wait in the car.

I'll be back soon.

- Closing time. - Already?

I have to take my daughter to the doctor.

I'm sorry.

I'm paying.

Welcome back tomorrow.

Doesn't she also have a father?

When kids are sick, they don't want their daddy.

Get another daddy. I'm good with kids.

Right, little missy?

Tell your beautiful mother there are no better men than me.

Yes, there are. My dad.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

- You ran away. And came here! Why? - She's your sister.

She has to understand that we'll also be In trouble soon.

They'll question us, "So you know where she is?"

One of us might have to go there on her behalf. Or both.

They might demand money.

Sarah. Sarah.

You did the right thing.

I Know what I'm talking about; I served quite a long time.

She'll never make it.

Whatever happened is nothing compared to what awaits her.

- Look at her. She's sixteen. - What can we do?

That much? I can't.

You need it more than we do.

I'll take you to the Sudanese border.

From there, you have to make it on your own.

I'll call my dad. He'll help you.

Give me the car keys. I'll be home by morning.

They won't come before that.

Quick.

Open the door!

If anyone asks, it's just been you, me and Mom here.

Stay here.

Liah?

Stop.

Liah.

- She's my wife. - Step back.

- I'm Kiki Selam. Staff Sergeant Selam. - ID.

I love my country.

Phones.

You're not allowed to leave town until we find who we're looking for.

You know what happens to people who hide deserters.

Goodbye.

They left one to keep guard.

The bitch from upstairs reported us.

Don't move. Both of you.

Hands up.

Hands up.

Don't move.

So, she is here.

You haven't seen her here, right?

The neighbor made a mistake.

No. You're all coming with me.

Let's go.

Please pull aside.

I know him. Let him go.

God bless you, brother.

Two hot chocolates, please.

- Where were you? - I went and got a car from a client.

I need shoes.

You hear me?

This is Riku Railo, hi.

You asked about a starter for a Mercedes the other day.

I have one, all broken in and looking for a new home.

Help!

Help!

Hi. You need help?

- I don't understand why it won't start. - I can take a look.

Try It now.

I don't believe it. Thanks.

I don't think we know each other that well. Jenna.

Joni.

When I left this place,

I promised to stay out of your territory.

I've kept my words.

I don't do big gigs,

just a couple of small ones a month.

But that has become a problem? What are you talking about?

Jorge? Yonah? What the fuck is he talking about?

My van was stolen.

Who else could have taken it?

There are not many of us left here. You have made sure of that.

Your piece of junk was stolen?

Don't tell me you had people inside.

No way in hell.

You've got to be kidding me.

Jorge.

You hear that? His van was stolen. With cargo inside.

But now that he's here, what are we going to do with him?

We'll let him be. He won't cause trouble for us anymore.

Uncle. Uncle.

I left my van for five minutes!

What makes you think Sharif would've taken it?

He threatened me,

telling me I'd get hurt if I harm his business.

But you haven't harmed his business until now.

Who the fuck took it, then?

We're out of hot water again.

What's that?

Spaghetti.

- Why didn't we order pizzas? - I wanted a change.

- Today's Friday. - I know.

I Should reserve the white tie for the school dance.

- How about Dad's old suit? - I'm not going in that.

- Why don't you go in it. - I did.

- Do you have a date? - I asked this girl today, Jenna.

Everybody's going to be IN white tie.

- I don't want to look like... - I'll take care of it.

- ...some idiot. - Just let me know your size.

Some dude came here this morning.

This is tasteless without ketchup.

(Tapping)

Let us out!

Help!

(Banging)

(Crickets)

(Suspenseful music)

(Suspenseful music continues)

We have to walk about five kilometers.

Aman.

Sarah Is dead.

We have to think about ourselves now.

(Panting)

(Garage doors opening)

(Banging, man shouts)

- Did you say something? - No.

Help!

(Child wails)

Open the hatch!

(Banging and wailing continue)

Water.

Water. Please.

Who are they?

I have no idea.

How long were they inside the van?

I'm sure you know how the van ended up here.

- Hey, where did you get it from? - From a client.

Who's he?

We have to call the cops.

Riku.

Where are we?

What? Where are we?

Where's the black man?

Dad, the water's really cold.

Dad?

- You promised you'd stop. - Joni.

You promised.

You said you'd never steal a single fucking car ever again.

Who would miss a piece of junk like that?

Everybody's happy when they get money from the insurance.

The guy who came here yesterday was an enforcement officer.

We need five grand.

Otherwise we'll lose our home.

But I'm not involved in human smuggling,

if that's what you're thinking.

What are we going to do with them? And with the van.

Can't we take them back where you got them?

And tell them not to say anything about us?

Then I'd be in even deeper shit.

I'll come up with something, don't worry.

I'll take them back.

I have no fucking idea how, but I'll do it.

Good.

- Where is it? - What?

You called and said you ' re selling a starter.

Right.

All right.

I'll give you a good price for the tires.

The van is owned by the Seventh-Day Adventist Church.

There is church property in it.

Should you make a police report? I did.

But they told me they did not have time

to look after an old piece of junk like mine.

You'll never get your car back again.

It's already in pieces.

That's how the punks make much more money

than selling the whole car.

What's happening?

- This is where we're sleeping? - I don't know.

Why doesn't he tell us anything? We have to use a phone.

We need to call. Can we use your phone?

He locked us in.

There's quite a bit of money in human smuggling.

Here it says that passage can cost up to 10,000 euros.

That's quite a bit. I mean, a fucking lot.

"There are also criminal gangs in Finland

focused on human smuggling.”

Gangs.

(Raucous music)

Everybody out.

Line up.

Line up.

I want to make a phone call.

Where? What?

Where? My father.

Yeah, but where?

Finland, Europe. Oh.

Money, please.

No, no. Ten dollars.

One minute. And pay now, please.

Jawad.

Rayan is dying.

(Mobile phone rings)

Look. Let's call Kamal.

- Or Bilal. - He's In Stockholm.

- Kamal has helped so much already. - He'll have to help us again.

Here's some food for you. Thank you. Thank you very much.

Um...

Can I ask you...

What?

My son is very ill. Can we...

Sick.

Riku.

My child is sick. Could you let us in the house?

There's something going on.

Wait. Wait!

Kamal, this is Bushra.

We need your help. Now we...

Don't take the phone, for God's sake.

Fucking assholes.

They tried to bullshit us.

Now the line is busy. Why can't my dad answer?

We'll try without his help.

Hanano?

Kamal Hanano? Lives in Helsinki?

Okay. Thanks.

- Hello? - Dad? Is that you?

Do you speak English?

Who is this? Who are you?

Who are you?

Is Sammy there?

Who the fuck is Sammy?

You haven't lost your van, have you?

A van? No, but I need to talk to Sammy. Forget it.

Bushra?

- Kamal Hanano? - Speaking.

Oh, you speak Finnish. Good.

I think you've lost something.

Are Bushra and the children... Do you have them?

Yes.

I guess you want them back. And your van.

Van? Are they okay?

It depends on whether you're willing to pay.

- Do you want money? How much? - 5,000.

I don't have that kind of money. I've already given everything I've got.

Then I guess I have no choice but to call the cops.

Wait. I'll get you the money.

Can I call you back?

No, I'll call you back.

(Phone rings)

Riku Ratio.

Good evening.

I'm calling about your ad for selling van parts.

Yes.

It said that you're selling doors also.

What's the colour of the car?

Well, it's blue, but you can paint that.

Can I have your address, please?

Yes. Well, I can text you the address.

Okay, thanks.

Okay, bye.

(Banging on garage door)

Quick.

Let's go. Hurry up!

Move it!

Move It!

Aman!

Kiki! Here!

Here! Kiki!

Help! Come on, come on!

We'll all drown! The boat is full!

I have a child, for God's sake!

I have a child!

The boat is full.

The boat is full. Help!

Faster, faster!

Kiki! Kiki!

I shoot. I shoot you.

You fucking lunatic!

You're killing us!

(Screams)

(Sombre music)

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