Palestine 36

PALESTINE 36

Tension in Nablus! News!

British crack down on protests.

Sir Amir?

Sir Amir?

Sir?

Sir Amir?

Pardon. I thought...

I'm happy to see you! Come in.

Don't be shy! Come in!

Tell me, how are things?

I'm writing about the situation in the villages.

How are people feeling? The mood?

- What? - What are you wearing?

- Want the neighbours to talk? - Let them.

- More than they already do? - Also, that is mine.

Ah?

Wearing it inspires my writing.

Yes, inspires you...

I know, my darling Ahmad.

Don't be annoying!

Can I get Ahmad Canaani inspired?

Now you remember Ahmad?

This is the part where they educate and elevate us.

The Voice of Jerusalem.

This is Radio Jerusalem.

If we were to slice the pipe open,

we could see both Haifa and Iraq at the same time, right?

Right?

Maybe.

Careful.

Why are there fences around the colony?

And why do they come to live here?

Their countries don't want them.

But why?

I don't know.

Why don't they wear trousers?

Let's go home.

Yusuf!

What did you see today in the city?

I saw streetlights

and big buildings,

and so many people. Hundreds.

How's the Sir's car?

When will you teach me to drive?

When your mother lets you go to the city.

I will go and never come back.

Did you bring...

A promise is a promise.

Afra!

Come here.

I need you here.

Not going back and forth to the city.

- I know where I am most useful. - Me too.

By my side.

Tensions are rising between us and the settlers.

Sakhina village had their lands confiscated.

Apparently squabbling city folk are more interesting.

It's the same king on all of them?

He loves a woman no one approves of.

But why?

She's older than him.

- So? - Also, she is divorced.

Oh.

Here you go, Father.

Son.

It's enough for today.

Come.

Pass the wine, son.

It's knotted just like sheep wool.

Afra, come sweetheart.

Good night.

Stop that, you.

Why do you go to Jerusalem so often?

I have a job, man.

You don't tell us much about it.

Perhaps there's a romantic reason.

What would a city woman want with a peasant?

Maybe he reads poetry to her?

My eyes fill with tears

Because of a woman from the city

I hope she notices me

And remembers me after so many years

No wonder nothing gets done when men are left on their own.

May God forgive you!

The day is over.

Who wants to work extra?

- I will. I want the work. - Me.

Grab the barrel!

For J. Kaplan

in Tel Aviv.

The British won't take action.

They won't hold Kaplan responsible, nor anyone else.

Thirty-three barrels of weapons.

Why do you think they are arming themselves?

Four factories fired all the Palestinian workers this month.

My friends, your country and jobs are being given away.

They're replacing us with Jewish lab our.

Either we stand up for ourselves or we sit back and watch.

The choice is yours.

Come on, Khalid.

Satisfied?

Thank God.

We could use more men.

I work, and I send money to my family.

And when you can't?

God provides.

You'd make a strong fighter.

I don't want to fight.

None of us do.

Next.

Next.

I worked extra hours.

No overtime. Move on.

They asked us to work overtime.

Next.

- Get out of here. - I'm talking.

I want to talk to him.

- Get out of here. - Get your hands off me!

Khalid!

The government refuses our request to demonstrate.

While the Jewish workers are allowed to.

They get higher pay

and normal working hours, too.

And days off!

- They have a stronger union. - Half the men were laid off.

How do we feed our families?

We strike!

The choice is yours.

The choice is theirs.

Either bread,

or bullets.

Strike.

JOIN THE GENERAL STRIKE

Excuse me, can I have it when you finish?

- Here you go, sir. - God bless you.

How do I look?

Do I look stately?

Someone important?

It suits you, sir.

Do you have something nice to wear?

The Muslim Association needs new members.

Get yourself a nice suit.

- No, no sir! - Yusuf!

Get yourself a good suit.

Full strike, people.

Sisters and brothers,

my comrades and I appreciate your generosity and kindness.

- Here you go. - Long live the revolt.

All of us, rich and poor, are united in our struggle

for independence and freedom.

God bless you men.

Independence and...

Freedom.

Those could be helpful too, madam.

Let's go, Khalid!

For the revolution.

We hope to repay you, madam.

God give you strength, my friends!

Long live the revolt!

Sugar?

Settlers started a fire! They're clearing land for a new colony!

Right next to the fields.

Hurry, Nayef!

The land is burning!

- Thank you, Naim. - You are welcome.

The court has transferred 35 dunums of village lands to the Jewish colony.

We will no longer be able to access it effective immediately.

This is theft.

Our leadership has proposed we establish our own courts.

Rebel run courts?

The British already raid our homes searching for rebels.

- It's our duty to support them. - Damn the English.

They've had a boot on our necks since I was born.

That's why we must stand together.

They were not expecting mass support of the National Strike.

Those so-called neighbours came to replace us, not to live with us.

We have always welcomed people of all faiths to this land.

The English courts have no legitimacy here.

I call for a delegation to speak with our neighbours without British interference.

Without the English, I agree.

Before the British interfere.

Abu Huda, Abu Nidal, Father Boulos, Abu Yusuf, Sheikh Yassin.

Father.

This is naive.

Zionists do not negotiate, they want the land.

I need to go with them.

At least wait until morning.

By morning, the land will have already been cordoned off.

It's now or never.

Let's go. The sun is moving fast.

Halt!

Father!

Oh, Father!

Abu Yusuf?

Your name is in heaven, Abu Yusuf.

Your name is in heaven.

They are coming, people!

Where were your men last night?

You!