Where Do We Go Now? (Et maintenant on va où?)

The story I tell here

is for all who want to hear.

A tale of those who fast, a tale of those who pray.

A tale of a lonely town, mines scattered all around.

Caught up in a war,

split to its very core.

Two clans with broken hearts

under a burning sun.

Their hands stained with blood

in the name of a cross or a crescent.

From this lonely place, which has chosen peace,

whose history is spun of barbed wire and guns.

It's a long tale of women dressed in black.

No glittering stars, no dazzling flowers.

Their ash-blackened eyes.

Women driven by destiny

to demonstrate their bravery.

Where Do We Go Now?

Aren't we high enough, Roukoz?

Come on! We're pooped!

Nassim!

Roukoz!

That'll never work.

He said 200 yards!

This is ridiculous. Say something!

Don't worry, Mayor, don't worry.

Be careful, there are mines.

Roukoz.

There's a signal down at Amale's.

Do you want to watch TV or what?

The signal's weak at Amale's.

Are you qualified?

That's the question. It's a government project, my friend.

Screw this, Roukoz! Screw this!

I told you!

Calm down, son. Take it easy!

Should've stayed home.

Damn this shitty village!

That's it.

Poor Brigitte!

Nassim, come help your brother.

How are you, lssam?

Fine, Mom.

Is that Brigitte?

Yes, it's her.

- The one that never knew love. - She stepped on that mine?

She's the sixth. The sixth!

It's not fair.

You said it.

A terrible loss. Be strong!

It's Brigitte.

Just look at this fleece.

Have you ever seen the like?

Come and have a coffee.

Maybe on the way back.

To give her a send-off!

We'll drink to your children's marriage, I hope.

Be gentle with her.

Seeing her like that...

- Holy Mary! - Calm down, Madame Yvonne.

Doesn't Afaf's TV work?

No.

- And nobody has another set? - No.

There's no sound.

Don't worry, we'll sort that out.

This whole thing is ridiculous!

Good heavens!

Holy Mary!

Oum Khalil isn't well.

Where will everyone sit if she dies?

They're all we have.

Listen, my son.

I'll trust you with them.

They're brand new. You're responsible.

Behave yourselves.

Hammoudi, stop it.

Madame Amale.

They're lovely and cool.

Aren't you sick of that old cap?

I used to hate it on your father as well.

Amale.

Come and sit here.

Leave her be.

I'm fine here.

You'd love it if she came over.

Bon appétit!

That's all I can say.

Here come the heroes!

Don't ever get rid of that hat!

Give it back to him.

Welcome, everyone,

on this historic day

for our village.

Thank you to our priest and imam for coming along,

symbolizing our unity and coexistence.

We'd like to apologize

for the long and difficult walk.

But, as you know, this was the only place with decent reception.

My dear villagers,

I'm pleased, or rather, I'm delighted

to be here with you

under this starry sky

on this glorious day,

when, as a united flock, we are about

to move through the great door leading from the 20th century

to the 21st.

And talking about flocks,

thanks go to Abou Ali.

And we say to him,

Brigitte didn't die in vain.

She sacrificed herself for us.

Sacrificed her body.

Any one of us here could have met the same fate.

Been spit-roasted?

Remember, only the goat on the right

is halal.

God bless you, Abou Ali.

And in the same way, we've overcome the conflict

that's divided us,

spilling blood among brothers,

we will soon, I hope, be able to repair our bridge,

so we may come and go like everyone else.

We'd especially like to thank

Madame Yvonne, my wife,

who so generously provided this television.

Good evening.

We're seeing extreme heat and very high temperatures

right across the region.

It hasn't been this hot for years.

The mercury has tipped 105 degrees.

So be careful and stay out of the sun.

Protect yourself and watch out for heatstroke.

Nassim,

I said flesh-colored.

Madame Yvonne, I asked for support hose. That's it.

That pantyhose isn't yours.

It's Amale's. it's not your size.

Let me see.

It's pretty nice.

I'll keep it.

Rita, is my order ready?

It's chaos at my place.

- They're starving. - Yes, it's ready.

Why are you barging in like that? Get in line like the rest of us.

Yes, get in line.

- It's okay. - It's not! Wait your turn!

Calm down.

Keep your trap shut!

Here's your hose and your meds.

Take one each to calm you both down.

What about my lamps?

I sold them for 25,000.

Only 25,000?

They were antiques! The older, the better!

The buyer had a squint.

They were antiques!

I inherited them from Phoenicians!

Nassim, I asked for number 24, not 17!

You ladies are too much!

You're lucky to have someone who risks running your errands!

Who will see your hair under your veil anyway?

What's up with you today?

What about you? Shut up!

What's going on here?

Did you get the newspapers?

I asked for three.

I've only got a crappy little scooter. Be grateful.

What about the decorating?

There's no hurry. The longer it goes on, the better it is.

You get to see more of Madame Amale.

Shut up!

Leaving so soon?

- Stay a while! - No, I'm busy.

How's the decorating?

Give it a rest!

Hi, Rabih.

Hello, Amale.

How are you, my beauty?

You are no more mine than I am yours

I see you perched up there

If only I could come up and bring you down

How are you, my prince?

You are no more mine than I am yours

Hush, my heart, hush

Don't be in such a rush

Calm your emotion Beating so hard that way

This love you will betray

Let's keep it hard to find

Out of sight, out of mind

Little bird, tell me, pray

What the crystal ball will say

Is it me he thinks of still?

And don't forget to send the bill

Little bird Give me a tape to measure

How long it will last, this treasure?

Will our love bloom and grow?

Tell me, let me know

Pinball at this hour! What did I do to deserve this?

What's up?

Hi, Amale. How's my brother?