The Taste Of Apples Is Red (طعم التفاح أحمر)

Tell me, dear:

Who are you?

I'm officer Zaher Badr A-Din.

I defected from Assad's army

and was captured and killed at the Iraqi border.

Honey, didn't we talk about this?

That was your previous life.

Now you're here with us.

You're our son Khaled, our beloved little one.

I'm officer Zaher Badr Al-Din. You're not my mother.

Tell me, dear: How did you die?

My platoon was sent to a village next to the city of Dara'a.

When we arrived, all of the men had already escaped.

They'd gone to set up ambushes in the hills.

Only the women and children were left there.

We got an order to kill everyone without exception.

My soldiers and I walked through the houses. We shot every woman we found.

To save ammunition, we killed the children with knives.

That's enough.

- I've told you a thousand times... - Don't worry, son.

Come closer.

Continue, dear. What happened then?

Fadi, Ali, Naji and I couldn't take it anymore.

The same day, we ran away to the Iraqi border.

They caught us after three months.

They shot Naji, then Fadi, then Ali.

I can still hear them laughing at us.

Then they shot me and everything went black.

Don't worry, dear.

You're one of us now.

Nothing will happen to you.

Go outside, son,

and wait for your mother.

Go, honey. I'll be out soon.

He's a very brave boy.

Brave indeed.

But he died a traitor.

Even in his reincarnation, he's still a sinner.

And it'll get us all into trouble.

Our rules are clear.

You know what you should do.

Go for now, dear.

Come back tomorrow.

I'll tell you the final decision.

Welcome, Sheikh Kamel.

- May God give you strength. - God bless you, our sheikh.

Hello, welcome to our sheikh. Welcome.

Sorry, I came without notice.

All communication broke down again.

Indeed, Sheikh Kamel. It's impossible.

Reception for a day, none for ten.

That's the way it is.

Look, there.

Can you see where it exploded?

God forbid!

With God's help.

I'm thinking about the boy and his mother.

A tragic fate awaits them.

Can you ask the Syrians if there's something we can do?

Did I hear you right?

Are you proposing to refuse the orders of the Syrian government?

Then you'll put our entire Druze community in Syria at risk.

I'm just saying

it doesn't make sense, brother Daud.

This war won't end anytime soon.

There will be many dead there, and newborns here.

It's not a matter of logic, Sheikh.

It's a matter of survival.

Just as we are forced to deal with Israelis,

we should do the same thing with the Syrians.

Otherwise, who will protect us?

Boss, we're ready.

Drive straight to Katzrin. Moshe is waiting for you there.

Don't be late.

How can I help you?

What are you doing here?

I need help.

I have nowhere else to go.

Assad's army was chasing me.

You're not welcome here.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Do you live here?

No, I live in the village.

But my friend lives here.

You mean Daud?

Tell him we miss him.

It's been a while since he's brought us some of his apples.

I will.

I see that you're active tonight.

I hope everything is calm beyond the border?

Everything's under control, Sheikh.

Good night.

Open up.

Dad, what's going on?

Bring your first aid kit and come with me now.

I just heard the shots from the border.

Is Ahmed back?

Who is this?

I've never treated this kind of wound.

So this would be your first time.

Dad, it's a very deep wound.

- We need to get help. - No.

This is your Uncle Mustafa.

No one must know about this.

OK, I'm done.

We have our rules,

and you know these rules very well.

Pack up your, and your son's, belongings,

and leave the village.

From now on,

you are cut off from our community.

No contact with anyone from the village for any reason.

From our side, we'll make sure

no one will harass you or your son.

- Let's go, son. - God bless you, wherever you go.

Yesterday, when you arrived, I was very worried.

I was sure something had happened to Ahmed.

I still wonder why you let him join Assad's army.

Ahmed insisted.

I couldn't stop him from going.

If the Syrian regime feels

that we don't support them,

you know

they will kill every last Druze in Syria.

If you care about the community, why risk everything?

Why hide someone wanted by the regime?

Everyone will know about him very soon.

What happens to the community?

What happens to Ahmed there?

Your Uncle Mustafa will leave

as soon as he gets better.

I'm not sure he will.

His condition is getting worse.

Salma.

Salma!

Salma.

This is Shadi.

I'll leave before he comes in.

Shadi, do you never get tired? Why are you here?

Leila Ibrahim is about to give birth.

I swear, they sent me to tell you to come now.

Someone new is going to be born, so someone must die tonight. Right, Salma?

You're too young to think about such things. Think about your homework instead.

Get inside.

Breathe.

Don't worry.

I'm with you.

Everything will be just fine.

Take a breath.

Those who are loyal to the truth,

through my eyes they see,

and my satisfaction they bear.

I'm the one who looks at them in the twilight of darkness,

and while they have abandoned their sleep and continued to stay awake.

Tell the sinners...

Push.

Slowly, slowly. Breathe.

Do not be negligent,

do not waste time,

do not commit sins.

One more. One more!

That's it. That's it.

Congratulations, my dear.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Oh, you who hear my voice.

Pray for the prophet.

The baby Rami, the son of Ayub Ibrahim,

passed away.

He will be buried at 11 a.m.

I'm thirsty.

Are you telling me 50 years have passed,

and you didn't have time to renovate this room?

You left many responsibilities behind.

I couldn't take care of them all.

Why did you put me here?

So that's it?

Will you hand me over to the Israelis

or the Syrians?

Once you can walk,

you get up and walk away.

May God have mercy on him.

We're here today to celebrate the life of one of God's children,

true and evident,

entrusted with loyalty to the mercy of God Almighty.

May God have mercy on his soul

and grant him a place in Heaven.

God's mercy knows no bounds.

God is merciful with those

who learn from their mistakes, obey his commands,

and seek the truth...

Beware, my people,

that judgment comes only from God, the one and only Lord.

We're here today to celebrate the life of one of God's children,

true and evident,

entrusted with loyalty to the mercy of God Almighty.

May God have mercy on his soul

And grant him a place in Heaven.

God's mercy knows no bounds.