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THE STRING

My name is Pernille.

I was born in Copenhagen and I live in Tunis.

My name is Pernille.

I was born in Copenhagen and I live in Tunis.

Hey, why people return to their countries?

- I don't know. To find its roots ... - This is ridiculous!

Not necessarily. It's what you will, is not it?

Yes, but I regret every day.

What regrets, Bilal?

I'm not Bilal, I am Hakim.

My name is Hakim. I was born in Villeurbanne ...

and I live in Tunis.

What regrets?

I'm sorry to go back ...

I regret having to go back ...

I regret having to go back ...

How are you?

Did you have a good trip?

You need to take off your coat. It's hot. It's summer.

Yes, it's summer. Air conditioning throughout.

- Looks like I will die! - You're in a bad mood.

I spent the week between bags and luggage. I am tired.

- Your aunts are waiting for you. - Great.

- Are you not excited? - Yes, I'm glad.

They are waiting for you. Connect all the time.

Thankfully, Bilal is very useful.

He fixed my car. It was just a loose wire.

It should cost about 150 to 200 dinars.

He's a good guy.

How many people have working for you now?

I'd forgotten just how "Charming" you can be!

First, Bilal does not work for me.

I rented him the bungalow. In return he makes some services.

He looks after the do some things.

In addition, accurate a man at home

to keep thieves at bay.

- Good morning. - Bilal.

Come, give a kiss on your aunts.

- We were distressed to see you. - We miss you.

You look really good.

- Excuse me. - Where are you going?

I'll be right back.

Malik, please promise that will not ride that bike?

It's dangerous. People here drive like lunatics.

Here we have a good life. A bright sun, beautiful girls ...

And the people are nice. Everything works properly.

If your father were here, he'd hate me for saying this.

You will earn much money.

It will bring bad luck to him.

This would further Abdelaziz sick.

You make it seems that my husband groaned all day.

The day I said that we are bourgeois, he protested.

- I don't blame him. - Mom, listen ...

What is, "Mommy listens"?

His father hated bourgeoisie and the bourgeois.

He never been interested in equity and cash.

He dedicated his life to others, making them happy.

- Very good, Wafa. It was delicious. - Thank you.

It's true. The couscous was great!

Delicious!

What will you do now?

He will works, is an architect.

He works as an architect.

Please, go and change your shirt.

Here you are!

I thought you had gone to bed.

It is very beautiful!

You know, your aunts are right.

You don't have obligations.

You can get an apartment in the city ...

If you plan to live here ... do what you want.

- Do you want some whiskey? - No, I don't like it.

Take a little anyway.

Do you have time for explanations?

- I'll take a cup. - Take mine.

My analyst advised me to tell you all directly.

To take the anguish of my chest.

You father did not approve of psychoanalysts.

He said that them was laid against me.

The bottle is empty?

I'll get another one.

Catch me and try me down. Do not be afraid.

It hurts, dammit!

Could have shifted your wrist, elbow and shoulder.

I bet you like that blow from behind. Showers, changing rooms ...

gentle men. Now I know why you like sports.

I will not stay here. I'm no fool.

Okay, I'm going.

Come on.

Come on!

Mom?

Mom!

Scared me. I thought you were dead.

Are you crazy?

Will die of cold.

- Where are you going? - I'll turn off the lights.. I am tired.

But I want to talk to you.

Come and sit here with him?

I'll sleep.

How is he?

He's sleeping all afternoon.

This is good.

The body needs to rest. You also need.

They fixed up a bed to me up there.

He will not regain consciousness.

Is he dead?

He is dying.

- He knows we're here? - No.

I'm glad he did not told me.

I could not face.

- He knows? - I think so.

He suspects.

Sometimes he thinks and understand. Other times ...

When you walk away?

Will be unbearable for you.

People come to offer condolences.

Relatives come from all over.

Do not worry about these people.

It is to you that I care.

No!

You have your work.

You can come ...

weekly, once a month,

when you feel you need.

Thank you, Wafa.

Mrs. is very pleased that again.

I know.

You don't have to do it, Bilal.

I promised to your mother.

Wafa?

- Have you finished? - You can take the tea.

Do you want some tea, Bilal?

No thanks, I've taken a little.

An orange?

I left my glasses in the room. Could you get me?

Malik, may I ask you something?

- Your Arabic is excellent, isn't? - Do not be formal, Bilal.

Excellent? This is an exaggeration.

- What is "Assad"? - Leo

- And "Sid"? - Leo also.

Arabic literature and Arabic dialect.

Thank you.

Sleep well, dear?

I'll buy some fish. Do you want another thing?

Some octopus, if you find.

- Bilal? - Yes.

Malik need a help. He has to pick up his luggage at the airport.

Certainly, Mrs.

I find this in a secondhand shop. I hope they serve.

We have a problem, Malik. I want to talk to you about it.

It's about the parking.

Mr. Abdallah, the decision is yours.

As an architect I prefer to build a a mosque than a parking.

It's more interesting, isn't?

Depending on the project, if both the mosque and the parking ...

the larger space will be the parking and the smallest the mosque.

There's nothing I can do in this case.

Our work has been clear from the beginning, remember?

My father said to you might construct a Great Mosque and left to believers ...

the decision on the parking lot.

This neighborhood is impossible.

- How is your father? - Very good.

- Please, give my compliments to him. - Thank you.

See you soon.

See you soon.

You saw how hard it is to talk to me?

When he comes to work, he wants to argue with a man.

Instead he insists that I make coffee. Did you talked to your mother?

- She was sleeping. - Were she sleeping?

I swear, she was asleep.

What do you talk to me? What, besides your mother?

- You... - You're all I have.

- I have rights over you. - Grandma ...

I'm here. What more do you want?

I don't want to die before seeing your children.

Do not talk that way, Grandma.

I'm old. I'm ready for death.

Do not be silly.

You can be very happy. Your boy is back.

Do you want a coke, orange juice?

No, thank you.

Mahboub!

Mahboub!

Bring orange juice.

- How long will you stay here? - Two months.

- My mother is not too picky? - She's wonderful!

This is it.

One of the speakers is temperamental.

Move the wire, enter again and it will work.

- I'll get then. - Let me help you.

- Bilal? - I'm going, Mrs..

Thank you.

Dinner is ready.

- Your son gave me this stereo. - He bought a new stereo.

It is typical of him, he is very generous.

Enjoy your meal.

He is like his father. He seems far, but is just shy.

He does it well.

We expect him to be a doctor, but he decided what he want.

It is important to do what you love.

I bought sheets. It has one for you. You can use your trousseau.

Thank you, Mrs..

How is your mother?

Not bad.

It may seem facade but she seems to be safe.

She is brave.

The hardest part of grief is not immediately after death,

is now, after those few months ...

when there is no people around.

I think she copes very well.

Would be concerned if she letting go, depressed.

But she is the same as always.

She is concerned and stubborn. Can you understand?

Where the world coming to?

Malik, could you help us in this cause?

How is it, Daddy?

I don't like business sperm bank. You never know who'll come face to face.

It is not the case for face to face with one. The semen is collected ...

Still, it could be easier ...

Malik is ...

It is not so horrible!

Just hold your breath e. ..

Daddy, stop it!

I'm going to Spain for insemination.

- Then my son will have European genes. - Our son.

- Yes, our son. - Our son.

They are ridiculous!

Do you want a picture of me?

Take it easy!

- Shut up, dammit!

Where are you going?

Your mother asked me a few things. She received surprise visits.

- What hits? - I have never seen before.

- There are 3 or 4. - Climb on the bike, I'll go with you.

- Remember Riyadh, your pediatrician? - Hello!

- You gave me a lot of work... - It was impossible to examine your abdomen.

- What are you talking about? - He's right.

I've never seen a child so hard to examine.

When he saw my hand approaching, began to laugh.

I'm tickled too.

- How's your string? - Things of the past.

Do you know, Maya?

She has just completed her studies in Paris.

- What have you studied? - Political Science.

If we, young people, educated ...

don't speak openly, no one will.

When there is a problem, all we have is the "bearded man". They are not afraid.

We have to go ahead with it. We must fight!

We need political parties and associations.

We have to be brave,

but I myself, my Sirinee friend and some others ...

perhaps Maya who studied Political Science,

we are not prepared to run behind the injustices by ourselves.

They don't give us freedom hand. Will bother us ...

and throw us in prison. That is the price we must pay.

I will not give up.

I don't want to spend my life just thinking about my comfort.

I want to be able to look at myself.

You were terrible, hateful.

Do not ever do this to me.

Whether founding a party: Fight for Freedom?

- Who are you laughing? - Never do this to me.

I can not invite anyone I like?

Treat your guests, without me.

And keep your young nice girls for yourself.

Next time will be much worse.

Worse than that? Are you ill, Malik.

You're completely sick!

- Good evening. - Bilal, what is it?

I came to talk with your son.

My son? What do you ...

I don't want to bother you. I'll be back later.

No, stay. Mom, go to sleep.

- "Mommy go to sleep?" - I'm going to fix, go to sleep.

- I must be dreaming. - Sorry, I should not ...

Bilal has something personal to say.

Please leave us alone. This is reasonable.

If you prefer, stay here and we will go up.

I brought it back.

- Do not be so formal. - Sorry, I forgot.

Come into the living room.

- Sit down! - No need to.

Sit down!

- Now, what you want? - I need to ask a favor.

A favor?

A favor.

I'm listening.

I'm going out with friends tonight.

We want to go to the Oasis Club.

The last time they would not let me in.

Because of my clothes, I think.

Shall I go with you to help you in?

I wanted your shoes, borrowed.

- And if not the same shoes number? - No problem.

- There will be fun squeezing your feet shoes. - The security guard will never know that hurt.

- What size you pants? - 40.

Let's take a look.

Come!

- Better not. - Why not?

Because you mother...

I'll be back soon.

You can choose from.

- It's okay if I take these? - Of course.

- You don't want socks? - No.

- They served? - Perfect!

- How to get there? - I'm in the car with friends.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

What did he want?

- Do not you think we're alike? - Of course we are. It is normal.

Bilal and I, I want to say. Physically.

I never imagined that these things would happen between us.

What things?

Shall I go?

I can go if you want.

No threats. If you want to go somewhere, go!

If you stay, don't continue.

Do not continue saying I'm leaving.

- I never said that. - You're very agressive.

- It is very difficult to live with you. - I'm sorry.

Do you want to go?

No.

I want to stay.

I came to stay with you.

Do you want to watch TV?

I'll work.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Sirinee, is Malik. What are you doing?

Are you ready?

I wanted to go out for a drink.

Good night too.

Even more.

- Here, drink. - What is it?

- It's water, Abdelaziz. - Take this filth here.

Do not be silly, it's just water.

- When you're thirsty you drink. - Please Sarah, don't believe in magic.

I don't want to know voodoo in my house.

Just because I'm sick you can't insult me ​​or despise.

Drink, Abdelaziz!

Sara, I don't deserve this.

My mother is terrified with the blood in the urine.

She thinks you could tell me the truth.

The truth is ... there is no hope.

But the operation went well.

There was no operation.

We opened, we found that cancer spread and the stitch again.

Why did the chemo, then?

Without chemo, your father died in three weeks.

With the chemo ...

may have another nine months,

maybe ... one year.

And then?

So?

Why are you looking at me like that?

How so?

- Everything will be fine. - It will be well.

What did he say?

You know how they are.

It's very difficult to extract some information from them.

Do you told him about blood in his urine?

This is nothing. It's important to stay positive.

He said it calmly.

I insist: this positive attitude is a torment.

A hammock. Me first.

If you get bored, think of friends. And if it is to help ...

cut the grass, clean the bathroom. I always do something.

That idiot does not even pay the rent.

- What are you talking? - Sorry.

- Do not let us into. - Even with the shoes?

Not surprisingly ... three guys together.

No! We were with girls. They came in, but we don't.

It's ridiculous. I can join with you, if you want.

- Better not ... - What's wrong with you?

He can make us go?

- Sure, I know them well. - Damn, Bilal!

Of course we want.

I'll put my shoes on.

Bassem!

- How do you know Bilal? - In Arabic lessons, at school.

- How's it going? - We are beginners.

Imagine, for what do, beginner class.

We answer in French when they speak with us. They think we're kidding.

Look this hair!

Did you know that we are cousins?

- Nonsense. - It's bullshit.

I saw you at the funeral of your father. Abdelaziz was not your father?

- Yes - Raja is my mother.

You're Wassim.

When I leave from here you were that size.

Tonight we are not cousins.

Tonight we are truly cousins.

You're walking like this, today.

I saw this in thousands of films.

The woman says the man who is pregnant, it provides a close on her face

to see his reaction.

- So? - Of course I'm happy.

Yes, certainly.

So you'll be a mom.

Have a great belly, have milk ...

and stuffed toys in the living room.

You can not change this condition.

You'll have neck pain and talk about anything.

You can still say no.

I'd rather you tell me now, not in 8 years.

- We agreed not to live together. - Perfectly.

Well, come on then!

Hello!

- How are you? - How are you, Dad?

Women and children first.

Watch out.

I'm not like Malik. I never lived in Europe.

I'm not gay or homosexual.

I'm a fag. A blatant fag.

I don't believe in love.

- It is sad to think that at your age. - He does not think so really.

You know what I like? Gigolos!

Gigolos? You're a little young for this?

It is best to start paying an early age.

One of these nights I had make love with my cousin.

It was good. Pleasant.

But something was missing.

The moment when I surrender money for the guy to fuck me.

That's why I don't enjoy.

I don't want a little boy...

This makes happy my mother and grandmother.

This will make them stay on my tail.

That's what I mean. There is a good reason.

It is not I who will have the baby. Sirinee and you will be.

I'll just sign a piece of paper.

On the other hand I can play with dolls.

- But the child will call you Dad. - Dad?

Not bad!

Do you want lemonade, boys?

Mom, I have a new to say.

Sirinee will have a baby.

I will be ... I think ...

I am the father.

And... we'll be married, soon.

Bilal ... did you come from the beach?

Yes.

- But it is much farther. - I know. I was not in a hurry.

Bilal, ask Wafa to bring champagne.

Those bottles bulging with gold foil on the neck.

Yes, Mrs!

You were very discreet. But I knew, of course.

I knew you were together.

And don't laugh. A mother knows everything!

I don't want a wedding with 300 guests, ok?

300? Only the family is much more than that.

If for example, I am getting more champagne ...

with the string in that column

and decide to sit on that wall ...

if I turn to this side, okay.

If I turn to the other side,

the string will wind up on me.

To have to unroll it go round and sit on the floor.

At the end of the day, the little Malik turned and turned and turned.

I have to twist and turn and turn I unfold that damn string.

And my parents do? They shout: "There is no string."

"For spinning. There's no string. "

You're overreacting.

Exaggerating?

One day the doctor told my parents:

"It's not normal a child turning that way. Take him to a psychologist. "

Then they took me to Uncle Badis.

He opened the office of psychologist because the video store was bankrupt.

When I returned with my parents, I was running as usual.

He looked at me like that.

He put different colored cubes in front of me.

I was 10 years. I put the cubes with the cubes and cylinders with the cylinders.

After an hour, he returned to my mother

and said: "I think he is healed."

Malik, stand up!

Sit down.

Tell me all you know about.

I know what you know, Dad.

You have cancer. It is hard... and this chemo.

Tell me the truth. I want to know the truth.

All my life I fought for the truth.

I'm not asking for charity.

If God calls me to him, I don't have no problem with that.

I want to solve my affairs before leaving.

I want to organize everything for you and your mother.

And yet for me.

I'm glad. He can see the sea.

- Wafa, where is Bilal? - I don't know.

When you're with him, tell ... No...

- When you're with him, call me. - Okay.

I came to return your CDs.

They are good, are not they?

Do you want another?

Take them all.

I came to say goodbye.

It has no purpose I stay here ...

being your servant.

- Where will you go? - I don't know.

I'll back to my country.

Do you know what I'm here? A foreigner.

I only get along with foreigners.

And you?

Do not go, Bilal.

Wait ... but ...

I will arrive quickly at the end.

- Shall I go? - No.

We will say that nothing happened. Never know nothing about me.

Please, no, no.

Please don't.

A second, Wafa.

- Do you want more? - No, that's fine.

Thank you, Wafa.

Remember?

I always told him to play on the street with other kids.

But he preferred the company of aunts ...

be heard and their gossip.

You should have wanted to know. So could have prevented ...

But you said: "No, this is not possible."

Why to put him for the ship to that school French?

He created odd relationships with other children.

Why did this? Why not mingled with Arab children?

- This is my fault. - Your fault, my fault ...

This is not the end of the world. He likes men. So what?

My son is gay.

He fancies the gardener barefoot. No matter!

I have ...

Only one thing: my mother need never knows.

"Arabic literature, Arabic dialect."

- What is it? - My memories.

I am writing my memories and illustrating them.

- I mean, your diary. - No, my memories.

I know it's stupid. I'm 25th and I'm writing my memories.

It's not stupid.

What a lovely surprise!

I'll leave you with Bozo, the Clown.

I ask the used to make a tea.

What brings you here?

I was in the neighborhood ...

and for a while now ...

It's been a while.

Strange luck!

How have you been? I hear you're tired.

When you get to 60 ...

when you wake in the morning ...

and nothing hurts ...

it is given up for dead.

We'll sit on the terrace... will be better there.

I'm glad to see you.

- Did you bought them in the "Little Bakery"? - Yes, they are delicious.

I always buy them there.

- I knew your son returned. - A surprise... recently.

A few weeks ago.

It should be basking.

I was thinking of you Abdelaziz since died.

All alone in that big house, with the memory of your husband ...

and your son on the other side of the world.

I never thought Malik returned.

He is very ... independent.

Do you know anything about my son?

Many of us know.

You also know. Just don't want to admit.

Watch out.

- What do you think of my swimsuit? - Very elegant.

What do you know about elegance? See the style of your hair.

For, Wassim.

Look at Sarah, see how beautiful she is.

Tell her to change the color. Blond is not good for her.

Its natural color is better.

With a bit of henna to cover the gray...

Shut up and leave us alone.

When I was considering living in Tunis ...

I said to live, but I would say in doubt, leave the house ...

I hesitated because of the my homosexuality,

of freedom in general, but the main one was that.

I thought it would be complicated.

But it would been equal to know each other in France.

My mother would not be there.

It was a great thing she were here. I thank her.

If she had not received us it was all over.

- Can I help you? - ID?

Are you checking IDs at the beach?

On the beach, in the town, on the edge. I march always loyal to my country.

There are laws, you know. IDs?

They Are in the car. I'll get them.

You stay here. If you move I'll fuck you.

Think you can let me standing here like an idiot?

- Do you want a calendar? - A calendar?

That one like in the prison.

I got some great.

How much money has ... you?

- How to talk to these guys? - Money, money.

How much are your calendars?

Are free. The money is not to throw you in jail.

That's where the "love" you over.

- Show me your badge. - My badge, your fucked?

I spit on your aunt's cunt! How dare you ask a police state about his badge?

This is not Canada or Sweden. You can't walk around naked.

Without laws, without ID, without license.

- Do you have any money? - We have nothing.

I have no memory of my sick mother, I was 10.

When it learned she had no hope. She came to live here.

We were here for two years and left when she died.

I don't remember none of these two years.

They said I had regressed. I refused to speak Arabic ...

cried all the time.

And so I lost two years of my life.

Perhaps it was for the better.

So you don't remember of her illness.

When I think of my father, I see him in a hospital bed.

I don't remember this place.

This cemetery is beautiful, but it's like I never been here before.

It's like having been in the grave with my brothers and my father.

I had nightmares for months.

It was as if someone was inside my head ...

I was paralyzed two years here.

Then I was taken when we return to France.

We were like two little boys making a blood pact.

Our bodies merge and become one.

Bilal and I tried be within one another.

Sometimes he let me into it, at other times I let him enter me.

I can already feel a bit like Bilal. I can see a little of myself in him.

We're alike.

Soon the brothers will become one.

Blood Brothers, like teenagers.

Brave brothers!

It's your mother.

Answer. Tell her do not wait for us for dinner.

Wafa Yes, how do ...

Who said that, a doctor?

Yes, that's right. In which hospital?

It's your mother ...

She is sick.

They took her to a unit emergency. It seems to be serious.

Shit!

I can not get him now.

Please Sirinee, call hospital and see what happens.

Wafa did not know anything. Only said about a shortness of breath.

Give back to us.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Come on!

Do not tell me she died! If she died, send me a text message.

Do you swear?

No, not so. Say: "I swear she is not dead."

Anaphylactic shock, what is it?

Sirine, we are coming.

Do not forget: if she dies send the text message.

An allergic shock. Bitch!

- What's gotten into you? - What a bitch!

Things were going very well. This is not the end.

Whenever this fault! I have the right to live without it.

Happiness is for others!

All I have is the string and guilt.

My stupid mother begins to have allergy attacks!

And after testing, there are tests and tests to find the cause.

Damn, we need to do tests. A lot of tests!

Nobody knows what's going on.

- It's okay, sweetheart. - How is she?

She is awake. She can only receive a visit at a time.

- She feels better. Soon will come out. - I don't believe it.

You can go see her. She feels better.

I'm dreaming. I will never see her. Bilal, let's go home.

If you do not do now, you'll regret for life.

You'll be mad at me. You'll hate me intensely.

- Come ... - Listen, I'm not done!

You are suffering, but is she who is sick.

You may think that she did that to oppose you ...

but in my country the people take care of each other.

Okay, okay, okay!

Enough sermon! Where is the room?

Is that you, my dear?

Not sleeping?

No, don't worry.

You seem exhausted.

- Are you here long? - It is you who would be exhausted.

- How was your weekend? - Not bad.

- Where were it? - Kelibia.

It must be so beautiful! I never been there.

The weather was good?

What is this allergies? This has happened before?

I don't know, my dear.

Life is so ephemeral.

I was walking on the beach.

The weather was so good! I felt thirsty and went back ...

and felt weak.

When I woke I was here.

Come in, Mom.

Do you have something to tell me?

Mom, this marriage is not true for me.

I'm doing this for Sirine and Leila's baby.

For he has a father, you know?

I can understand you.

Must be relieved.

I hope you are happy together.

Malik ...

I'm not saying this to say. It is most true.

Can I have a word with your friend?

I will not bore you, Mrs. I promise. I will be very discreet.

It is you who will have problems.

People will say, "he prefers men, good for him. "

But it could have get someone different.

Somebody better ...

Do not worry about me, Mrs.

Maybe I worry too much about people say.

It is quite possible.

You will need to be very strong!

Yes, Wafa?

Ms, please, could you pay me?

Why? What day is today?

Oh, no! There is no problem.

Continue working as time. Everything will be fine.

No! Mrs., I can not.

It is a sin.

But you did nothing wrong. My son is a sinner.

He will go to hell and who knows, me too!

But you did nothing wrong.

And about my father, can I tell him?

No, he did not understand.

I have some things to do. Do you want to come with me?

No, we'll stay here.

Why react this way? He is a great guy ...

and he is not an eye on your money.

What happens in this house can not shock him.

He is beautiful and is a widower. What is the problem?

For, Moncef! You are the only one who finds this amusing.

Sara, you're beautiful. Beautiful and seductive.

Yes it's true.

Wafa!

A bottle of water.

Where are you going?

- Enjoy! - Thank you.

- Bilal don't do it. - Mom, what's the problem?

I know, but I don't want he feels duty. Now he is a guest.

By the way, Bilal, what will you to do now?

- I mean, what will you do? - Organize parties.

How interesting! That sounds good.

But there's one thing I don't understand.

Sirinee and the baby will live with you?

Malik will visit them occasionally.

Malik and Bilal.

As you know, Mrs,

I have lived a situation like this before, with an older boy, when I was 16.

He introduced me to his family ...

Not exactly the same thing like here. I did not live with them.

It was difficult for the parents of Florian.

But everything was fine when they learned how much I loved him.

It's good to have that experience. He has an advantage over us.

He will be able to direct us. Show us how things work!

- Do not begin! - I speak quite seriously.

- Now, you'll have sex with Leila. - Yes .. It's the deal.

Lucky idiot! She is very hot.

- And his girlfriend too. - Yes.

Great! I feel better. I began to think that you were gay.

- But you only do it for money? - Of course.

Just kidding, Bilal. I don't give an inside.

Seriously, when you see a girl you don't feel anything?

- No. - Nothing at all? Not even a little ...

How do you feel when you see Waba? "Wow, she's hot, I want her.

I'll have sex with her at night. "

But Wafa, give me a smile!

If Madame saw Wafa with you so ...

I know that you dream with me at night, running naked on the beach.

I hear that religions have much about sex stuff.

Talk a little bit of it.

- Hakim, quiets. We almost there. - What matters?

I'm hot ... Come on!

I ask the questions. Malik Kefi...

Would you like to Sirinee Belkhodja as his lawfully wedded wife?

Yes.

Sirinee Belkhodja, want Malik Kefi, here present,

as your lawful wedded husband?

Yes.

Now I turn to the witnesses.

Leila Ayari, witness the bride and the groom ...

are free to marital obligations?

Yes.

Bilal Nefza, witness the groom and the bride ...

are free to marital obligations?

Yes.

By virtue of the powers vested in me ...

I declare that the groom and the bride well undertake.

I now pronounce you united by bond of civil marriage.

Come on! It's hard, but soon passes.

You did this for the child.

Malik, repeat after me: "We did this for the child."

"We did this for the child."

Very well.

Bilal, in turn: "We did this for the child."

Courage!

"We did this for the child."

In order to have a father.

In order to have a father.

- Sirine, turn. - I know. It was I who asked.

You have to say out loud, for all to hear.

"We did this for the child." To who has a father and his name,

and be like how another children.

- Leila Amen. - "We did this for the child." Yes.

Look, the old lady is coming.

Take me home. I want to go home.

If my son were alive nothing would have happened.

Mahboub!

What do you want, Grandma?

I'm sure she is pregnant.

Put the tray around and leave.

Tell me the truth. Is she pregnant?

Yes.

I knew it ... I felt it.

She is pregnant and baby is not mine.

- See you. - Wait!

Will you return to see me?

My boy!

I saw you dancing.

- Where did you learn? - I wasn't dancing.

Do not lie. It is a sin.

We were dancing with Mahboub in the kitchen.

I don't look so. I did nothing wrong.

When we're together I'll take you dancing.

Not every day ... but you'll can dance on Saturdays.

- What a lovely party, Sara. Thank you. - Thank you for coming.

Let see us again before have passed another 10 years.

You have my phone, Youssef.

- Mrs. ... - Well, Mr.

Champagne!

- Cheers! - Quit smoking. Not good for the baby.

What's wrong, honey?

Let me introduce you Aymen. He would like to meet you.

Aymen, Sirine, Leila.

- It was a great success. - Wonderful, a wonderful night.

It was good to shake those old prejudices.

We do a lot for little. Life is too short.

We have to enjoy life, move on.

Thank you. Even more.

I love this song.

All men at my feet. I am a success!

- That man looks nice. - And you, shut up and dance.

- My son is cute, isn't he? - Oh! Very much!

It reminds me of my marriage.

It was in 60 years.

I married an Arab and all I froze my family.

Can you imagine? A bourgeois, Catholic?

All turned their backs on me.

So I arrived in Tunis, Abdelaziz's family home.

His mother looked at me with hatred in his eyes.

I wondered if there was a mistake.

We had a party with hundreds of people and I din't knew no one.

The women greeted me and returned to their desks.

At that time, the sexes did not mix.

My husband was in another room with men and I was alone.

The women talked and looked at me.

It was horrible. I felt a shit.

You have to go through all paths in life.

You know that.

I stood up and crossed the room.

And there was much nicer.

Had to be smoking cigarettes, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

They were playing cards. My husband was playing with friends.

I went and sat on his lap.

It was a total silence.

Then he kissed me ...

In front of everyone! Imagine such a thing at that time?

People more conservative emerged, scandalized.

My husband called Monsef and asked ...

What bad breath!

The tide is full. It may be dangerous.

Here they are. How are you?

- Where's the baby? - He is at sea with his father.

- At least you're here. - How are you?

If I drop the string, you swim alone?

No, no!

Look! I pulled the string.

Well, Ali, you're swimming! Look! He is swimming!

He knows how to swim!

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