Mesopotamia

Father. Have some tea.

Tea? Fool! Why would I want tea?

Get out of here!

That idiot and his tea.

- You want a letter written? - Yes.

I would like to send a letter to my brother.

Thanks, Tariq.

Well. Go ahead.

My dear brother...

We've been down here for such a long time.

People down here are very different.

Some have long beards, others have short ones.

Hang on...

There are many different types.

Are you still doing that to your ear?

- Yes. - Go on.

We aren't dying of hunger down here.

We have a little food and water.

But we can't really relax.

And we don't know when this will be over.

- Is that it? - You don't have more to say?

Yes Write "from your brother Aied".

Fine. Where is the letter to be sent?

- To Sweden. - Sweden...

- What's your brother's name? - Hamed.

Hamed, Sweden.

Listen...

It's important that you come to me to have your letters written.

We have to keep in touch.

One day we will all return home. Understand?

Mother.

I love you.

I miss you.

I'm tired of this.

Tariq. I'm glad you're here.

Come. I have something to show you.

Sit down.

I want to show you some pictures.

Look.

That is from southern Iraq, from Basra.

You've never experienced it.

Tariq!

Come here. Give your father some tea.

Father...

Drink some tea, father.

Now the letter is finished. Anything else?

Listen.

I haven't been to bed with a woman for nine years.

Nine years!

I need a woman.

The pain in my shoulders is just getting worse and worse.

And my hands

I can't even carry small things anymore.

Oh God... Dear God.

Who is the letter to?

My sister. Send it to my sister.

Where does she live?

California.

What does it say?

They sent a bag of lentils, some paper and batteries.

There are two bags of lentils.

We're lucky. Sometimes they make mistakes up there.

Come and sit here.

Write your name.