ആദ്യത്തെ 200 വരികൾ.
Look.
Chatila, look.
It looks like he just got here today.
She's the one, Reda.
Now.
Are you okay?
Do you need help? Let me help you up.
Hey, my purse!
Thieves!
Thieves!
Man...
Hand it over.
What's this?
No. You're kidding.
- What? - Only five euros.
Fuck my life.
What about this?
What?
What if she needs it? Medicine.
Want me to return it to her?
Hello, are you guys Palestinian?
Where are you from?
From Gaza.
Gaza? Come closer.
Who are you here with?
No one.
No one? How old are you?
Thirteen.
I'm looking for a place to sleep. Do you know of one?
Let's ask the guys.
Forget it.
Look kid,
do you know the square with the orange tree?
Go back and ask for the police station.
Let's go.
Take care.
Don't look at me like that, Reda.
I need you to focus.
We don't want any trouble.
All good?
Look at that.
Come on, do it again.
Later.
Hi, everyone. All good?
Got the shoes?
Not yet. Give me a few days.
You'll get them, don't worry.
Hi, everyone. What's up?
Hello.
Don't you dare touch my food, okay?
No way, man. Never.
We need to see Marwan.
He's got something for us.
Wait for me, I forgot my charger.
Just go!
Come up, boys.
Are you keeping out of trouble?
- Yes. - Excellent.
So, did you find anything?
I got a phone call this morning.
I was shocked. Look.
Take a look.
- See? - You really are a pro.
Your twin.
Your bastard brother, see?
Man, I can't believe I found it.
What about me?
You...
You were a tougher case.
What do you think?
No, that won't work.
Yes, it does work.
He's never satisfied.
Never satisfied.
And the money?
We need a bit more time.
Give me two weeks, and you'll have it.
Drink your tea.
Think we can trust him?
More than the others, don't you think?
I don't know, he's expensive.
But he actually gets people into Germany.
At least we aren't getting fucked trying to cross the borders on foot.
Or suffocating in the back of a truck.
We'll be taking a plane.
Germany is not like Greece.
I swear, this cafe idea is no joke.
Look who it is.
What are you doing here?
I told you to go to the square.
I don't want to.
Did you go to the police?
What are you doing?
Is he following us?
No, we're following him.
- You'll stay here a night or two. - Got it.
And listen...
- Don't speak to anyone here. - Why?
Because they're assholes.
Understood?
Hello.
What's he doing here?
Hello, Chatila. How are you, my dear?
- Why are you here? - To visit the guys.
You'd better not be dealing that shit here.
Who's this cutie?
Do you not understand?
Reda, how are you? What's up?
- You look good. - Thanks.
- It's in your eyes. - What?
Shining stars.
Abu Love is a poet.
I'm not a poet,
I'm a poem.
A poem, yeah?
Don't let him stay long, for God's sake.
Come on, Reda.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
You seem restless.
A bit, I guess.
Remember, you've been clean for a month.
You're doing great.
Same jokes and bullshit conversations.
They're not even happy.
Leave them be.
Where are you going?
To take a shower.
It smells like shit. What did you eat?
You think I was writing poetry?
How did you get here?
I took a boat from Turkey.
The smuggler promised Italy but dumped us here.
They scammed you, yeah?
And you traveled alone? Where are your parents?
I'm talking to you.
- Where are they? - Don't have any.
What do you mean?
I need someone to take me to Italy.
Oh man,
to Italy?
My aunt will pay.
Where is your aunt?
In Italy.
Does she know how much it costs?
Know anyone or not?
You're a little rascal.
There's only Marwan.
But he's expensive
and shows no mercy.
Here's his number.
6, 9, 8...
One second.
4, 1, 8, 8,
9, 2, 2.
Got it, thanks.
My dear, how's it going?
Good. I was waiting for your call.
I'm sorry, I was busy today. You know how it is.
Walid also wanted to speak with you.
Man...
Oh man, how did that slip my mind?
Did he have fun? Let me speak to him.
He's asleep. It was good, he had fun.
I'm sorry, my love.
No, it's not that.
What is it?
What's wrong, Nabila?
My brothers.
What about them?
I didn't say anything, but they asked what you sent Walid.
And?
They said all you do is bullshit,
that I'll never get out of this camp,
and that it was wrong of me to marry you.
It went on and on.
Don't listen to them, Nabila.
You know they're wrong, don't you?
Right?
We've saved almost all the money.
Then we'll be in Germany together.
Hopefully.
Just a little bit longer.
Alright?
My love.
What?
Thank you.
My name is Tatiana.
Tatiana.
Goodbye, Tatiana.
Goodbye.
- Have you seen Reda? - No.
Reda!
Open up, you piece of shit!
What are you doing? People are sleeping.
Go back to bed, lady.
If you don't leave, I'll call the police!
Fuck you, and fuck the police.
Open up!
- Where is Reda? - How would I know?
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