أول 200 سطر.
Did you hear the radio?
In one hour the war...
In one hour the war ends. Let's get out of here...
Or surrender. -No one surrenders!
Down! Down!
I can't go on... -We still have another day's walk.
I won't make it.
Come on, let's go!
What are you going to do?
What are you going to do?
Bury him.
You didn't even know him.
What does it matter?!
If you don't want to help me, then get the hell out of here!
Go and join that madman on the hill. Go!
I don't know who's more dangerous anymore.
He should thank God we survived that battle.
The Israelis take prisoners.
If they see us with all these weapons, they'll shot us.
The was is over, but he still doesn't get it.
Why are you so quiet? -Shut up, he's coming.
Do you copy, over?
Listen up. We're going to get them. We'll kill all of them.
At my command, each of you will throw a grenade,
we'll attack them and finish them off. Got it?
Are you mad? Do you want to kill us all?
Gasan, shut the fuck up and grab a grenade!
They take prisoners. The war is over. -Nothing is over!
It's over and done with! Don't you get it?
This doesn't make any sense!
Everyone surrendered and you want to become a national hero?
We'll all lie here, each with a bullet in his head!
Either you attack with us and pray to God
that I'll forget this conversation when we get to Suez,
or stay here forever!
Make your decision, coward!
Coward!
What have you done?! What have you done?!
You'll get hanged for this!
Run away!
They'll hang me for this?
You piece of shit.
If it weren't for me, you'd be finished already.
Don't you understand we had no chance against them,
and that son of a bitch wanted to kill us!
I had no choice.
Some people need to die. -No one needs to die!
No one needs to die? Oh ho...
Do you think you're at the cinema or the theater?
Instead of thanking me that you're still fucking breathing,
you're telling me that no one should die?
I'll be hanged for what I've done...
Why do you keep looking at the map?
Tell me!
The sun rises in the east and sets in the west,
and we're coming from the heart of the Sinai desert,
and are going to the Suez.
That you don't need to study in the university.
Light up a match.
Are you mad? In this dark we'll be seen for miles.
Light up a match, I said.
Light it up!
"Layla my love,
"We arrived here two days ago.
"I can't tell you where 'here' is,
"but you could gather where I am from the television.
"They came at night to recruit me.
"I didn't have time to pack up or to call you.
"Many reservists were recruited with me.
"Everything seems so far away now,
"like a dream that stopped abruptly in the middle.
"All I want to do now is to hold your hand and place it next to my heart,
"and to sit with you on the Nile's bank and look at the water going by.
"Everyone hopes the war won't start,
"but if there's no choice, we'll do what we must do.
"Goodbye, Layla.
"I love you a lot, and I hope we'll see each other soon.
"Once again, I love you a lot,
"Isam."
At least now you know his name.
Light up another match.
A pretty girl.
We should give her this letter.
Do you think we'll make it?
If we'll find water tomorrow, we'll get to the Suez canal.
Water is not a problem. Tomorrow we'll dig in the valley and find water.
Cover yourself with sand, it will keep you warm.
You're coming?
An actor...
Come on, guys...
Let's go down and have a look around.
Take the gun with you.
Bloomstein!
Where did you put the toilet paper?
Look under my seat.
"Old Jerusalem has been liberated..."
Shustak, you son of a bitch!
Why did you take the newspaper? I told you I wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
It's just a newspaper. Relax.
Take out the camera. Let's strike a pose, for history's sake.
Enough! Shoot only when I tell you to!
I couldn't catch the bullets going out.
When I say "fire", shoot!
Fire!
What happened?
Stop! Stop! We want water!
Stop, I said! We only want some water!
Stop!
You son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch! All Bedouins are sons of a bitch!
They're the only ones that will survive all these wars.
Come, let's go.
What happened?
What's the matter with you.
Stand up.
We'll find some shade soon and rest.
Come on. -You go, I'll follow you.
Stand up. We'll find some shade soon and wait for the night.
I'm staying here!
Stand up, I said!
Leave me alone. Leave me here. What do you want from me?
Stand up!
Leave me alone. I'm not standing up! -Stand up, I said!
Leave me alone! -What happened to you?
You didn't drink water for a single day?
Stand up!
Now you'll walk. Understood?
Walk!
Walk! Actor...
Piece of shit!
Have you ever drank alcohol?
Drink.
Not bad...
Cheers.
Cheers.
Even when they're dead they look better than we do.
Tell me, what is this Swede doing in the middle of the desert?
What's he doing here?
Dead. -No.
I mean, what's he doing here in general?
I told you, he's dead. -The important thing is that we're alive.
I'm not so sure.
In a day or two we'll be in Cairo.
I'll go to visit Layla, Asam's girlfriend.
Only God knows what kind of a person she is.
Why do you want to visit her?
To tell her how he died?
Will you be able to tell her how he died?
You won't tell her a thing. You'll sit there and lie to her.
What will you tell her?
What a hero her boyfriend was?
How he died for the Homeland?
Go.
Go, and console her. Who knows...
maybe you'll find she's the woman you're looking for.
You'll get married and have ten little farmer-boys.
Who knows, maybe something good will come out of this war.
Why don't you shut up? -Why?
Why should I shut up?!
Things like that always happen in wars.
The one dies, and the other fucks his wife.
That's life.
That's life.
In a couple of years you and the kids will come to the theater,
and I'll be a famous actor.
You will say to your kids: That's Halad. Do you see him?
That's Halad. We were in the army together.
And if I'll remember you, I might let you in for free.
Do you know what they call me in the theater?
The Jew.
Do you know what my friends said when I joined the army?
They said: What a cruel world.
A Jew is going to fight the Jews.
The Merchant of Venice.
They made a Shylock out of me. How about that?
A Jew...
Give.
Give me the bottle.
Give...
I told them: Why me?
I've been waiting for ten years for a main role,
and the first role they give me... Shylock.
A Jew, out of all things.
I told them: I want another role.
A role with power... with grace!
I want the audience to like me.
I want the audience to love me.
I want to stand in the center of the stage...
and that all the girls in the theatre will see me,
and say: That's the man of my dreams,
standing on the stage with his white horse.
It might sound silly, but that's how I feel.
I want that every girl will understand
that she can be happy
if I just hold her in my arms
put her on the saddle in front of me,
and we will ride together to the world of the fairytales.
And I'll protect her with my body and my sword until my last day.
I must go back home.
I have to go back home.
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