نخستین 200 خط.
A boy was found dead by gunshot…
allegedly fired from your weapon.
Hussein, be mindful of what you're about to say.
I will use it against you in a court of law.
I know nothing about it.
Catch me if you can!
Freeze, it's the police!
You're out!
Which ones are the police?
They are.
Hey, let's go.
Where to?
You and your questions. Come on.
-Wait, I'll go tell my dad. -Quickly.
Wait for me.
Get them!
So, what do we do now?
Tell me.
Dad, I'm going out for a drive with Masadi.
It'll be dark soon. Get in.
Hey, Joko!
You're helpless when it comes to your kid.
Just look at him.
You're even worse than him.
Tell me, what do we do now?
Can't answer, can you?
Bottom line, I just can't do it anymore.
You're a pain in my neck.
I'm off for a shower.
Hello.
Who's in the hospital again, Mom?
Okay, fine. I will send some money tomorrow.
I can't do it now, I'm still at work.
I'll send it to Western tomorrow.
Yes!
Okay, fine. Bye-bye.
Bye-bye!
Watch your mouth, that's all I ask.
Where to, Man?
Work.
All right.
Mr. Sarip's helped me and others a bunch of times.
Got that?
Dead. Fell from the 13th floor while installing the beam.
You!
Over here. Any paperwork on him?
Nope. Not a shred.
Take care of it.
Okay, boss.
What's going on?
Do you have a moment?
Sure.
You, hurry up.
Dad.
I'm going with Adi.
Let him. He could learn a thing or two.
Come, let's talk over here.
Go ahead.
Sit.
What is it, Iman?
What is it, Iman?
This is my sister, Sumiati.
She has a problem.
Which is?
Yesterday, at her job--
I ran out on my employer.
Did they hit you?
No, they didn't.
I don't want to work here anymore. I want to go home.
As a helper, I should only be doing household chores,
not washing cars, babysitting, caregiving, running their business.
None of which they pay me for.
My employer went against our agreement.
No, you just can't stand working hard.
-You've reported this to your agency? -Many times. All blew up in my face.
You're not the only one. Many helpers go through the same thing.
But if it's another job you need, there's a restaurant you could work in.
No. I want to go home.
Do you have a passport?
She does.
But it's with her employer.
Can you swim?
Yes, I can.
Are you sure?
I can.
In that case, I can help you.
But I hope you're not scared of the ocean.
She's rough at this time of the year.
And the boat's no cruise ship.
I want to go home.
Sure. It can be done.
How much, boss?
One thousand.
Normally it's 1,500. But for you, I'll make it 1,000.
Just the basic fee and fuel charge.
All right. Thank you, boss.
In the meantime, take her somewhere safer.
Not here. Not your place. Too dangerous.
The police are always on the hunt.
And you need to be careful as well. Don't get caught.
You can bet that a police report has been made.
I can't help you once you're in a lock-up.
Then that's it. We're done here.
-All right, boss. We'll take our leave. -Yeah.
Good morning, sir.
Sorry I'm late. Family matter.
-How's your family? The kids all right? -They're okay, sir.
-Just okay? -Yeah.
I'm gonna take them on a vacation this month.
That's good.
Your new colleague, what's his name?
Hussein, sir.
-Ah, yes.How is he? -He's doing all right.
Good.
One moment.
RAPE, SEXUAL HARASSMENT, EXTORTION ARMED ROBBERY, UNARMED ROBBERY
I didn't want to steal. I can go hungry. So can my wife.
But my kids? I can't let that happen.
They're hungry, sir! Don't do this to me!
A crime is a crime!
Sir, don't do this! Sir! Please, sir!
Don't do this!
Light it up.
Who was that lady with your dad?
The lady?
His younger sister. My aunt.
Oh, she's here looking for work?
No, she's going back to Indonesia.
What, already? But she just got here.
Why are you asking about her?
You like her?
What is it this time?
If you like her, just let me know.
I'll set you guys up. Then you can be my uncle for real.
Didn't you just tell me she's going home?
But if I could just have a week with her, we'd end up together.
And if we do, we wouldn't leave the house for a month.
But that's exactly why she left her employer.
Hey, why do you want me to be your uncle?
So, we can hang out every day. My dad won't be mad at me anymore.
Why would he be mad at you?
Beats me.
He said I don't listen to him since I got close to you.
If he doesn't like me, how do you expect me to be family?
Well, my aunt doesn't like him either.
Why?
No idea.
Give it a try.
Okay!
Fifty?
Room 206, first floor.
Thanks.
Where's my money?
I don't know!
Rico!
Rico!
Let's just go back to Indonesia and bring Joko with us.
Why do you keep bringing this up?
You want Joko to grow up in a place like this?
There are more opportunities here.
What opportunity? To do manual labour?
You call that opportunity?
What can we do back home?
-He'd be able to go to school. -He can go to school here, too.
-When? -When he becomes a citizen.
And when would that be? Five, ten years? When?
Where there's money, there's a way.
Oh, dear God. Joko is still a boy.
He needs education now. He needs schooling.
You want him to live off the streets?
He's my son.
Not yours.
I raised him. You think I have no plans for him?
I know you do.
It's our surroundings that I don't trust.
Here. Call me if you need anything.
Don't go anywhere.
My daughter made that this morning.
-You're not married? -Not yet.
How old are you?
25? 26?
I'm 23.
That's old enough.
What's the matter? Responsibilities scare you?
Not at all.
I'm just not ready.
Your loss.
How so?
Only after you're married with kids,
you'll learn there's more to life than just yourself.
You'll do anything for your kids.
You're only happy when they're happy.
Hello?
Yes, speaking.
Okay, got it.
I'll come now.
What I need you to understand, Mr. Hassan: he has only been here for a month or two.
This is already his third fight.
We have no choice but to take action,
and suspend your son for a week.
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