Tabula Rasa

Come! Let's eat!

Mama, it's ready.

-Thank you, Lord Jesus... -Thank you, Lord Jesus...

-for this blessing. -for this blessing.

-Before we eat... -Before we eat...

-Lord Jesus, bless this food. -Lord Jesus, bless this food.

-In the name of Jesus... -In the name of Jesus...

-we pray... -we pray...

-and we say grace. -and we say grace.

-Amen. -Amen.

Goal!

Goal!

Hans!

This is Mr. Indra from Jakarta.

-Indra Kurniawan. -Hans.

Hans, you have talent.

I want to take you to Jakarta.

This is my business card.

Hans, please think about it.

Hans, do consider it. It's an opportunity for you.

Thank you, Coach.

You want to be a soccer player, right?

You need to practice more often so you can be like me.

If you can play well,

you can be on TV.

I will send you a soccer ball once I get there.

-Wanna hear more stories? -Yes.

-No! -It's almost time.

Later.

Hans, wait!

It's from your brothers and sisters.

I'm leaving, Mama.

I should be going. Bye!

-Bye! -Bye!

-Bye! -Bye!

-Please put this over there. -Yes, sir.

Son...

Goal!

Let's play!

Hans, come on!

Hey! Let's play first!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Oh my God!

Robbed? More like he is the robber.

He must be a thug, Mak.

Let's just go home.

Don't look for more trouble.

Look at him.

How could you leave him like that?

All right.

Come on!

-Come, help me. -Yes.

Your head is injured. It needs to be treated.

Can you get up?

Get up!

I'm all right. Who are you guys?

Kids these days.

How polite!

We should be the ones who ask:

Who the hell are you?

Why are you sleeping here?

Natsir, please.

If you want to continue walking, you'd better eat first.

You can eat at our place.

I'm not a beggar, ma'am.

Come on, Mak.

What happened to your ankle?

Did you sprain it?

No. It's always been like this.

My name is Hans.

Who did she bring?

Hans, have a seat.

What if it's not true he wanted to jump?

What if he was drunk? And he bumped his head?

That's how it is with a drunk.

What I'm trying to say is, don't be a hero.

If he chose to live like that, let him be.

Hans, are you all right?

I'm fine, sir.

You are from Papua, aren't you?

Is it close to Jayapura? I have a friend there.

Oh my!

I helped him because his head is injured,

not because he was a bum.

Hans, did you come to Java to work or study?

Work.

What kind of work?

Anything.

Oh my!

Have something to eat, Hans.

I'm Mak. That's Natsir.

Parmanto! Please come here!

This is Parmanto, our cook.

Natsir, the rice please.

Hans, are you sure you are all right?

You'd better get some rest.

If you want to lie down, there's a couch back there.

It's all right, ma'am. I will leave soon.

Wear these sandals, or you'll hurt your feet.

Those are Parmanto's, Mak.

We're having breakfast.

Sir, let me wash the dishes.

No need.

I don't want free meals.

Let me wash the dishes.

Let him do it.

PADANG RESTAURANT

What if he's on the front page tomorrow?

-"Boy from Papua run over by train." -Oh my goodness.

Oh my God!

-What are you talking about? -Sorry, I'm so sorry.

-Natsir, go after him! -What?

Just follow him. Make sure he won't do anything stupid.

What if there's customers?

-I'll deal with them. Hurry! -All right.

Natsir, are you sure he's all right?

He slept the whole day by the road.

I should've just gone home.

What time is the last train?

Why does she keep asking the same question?

If he wants to kill himself, he doesn't have to wait for the train.

He could just use a rope.

Done.

Oh, I see.

What I'm trying to say is…

You are overreacting.

He doesn't care about his own life, so why should we?

I'm tired.

I have better things to do.

C'mon, Mak.

Hans.

Hans?

Hans.

Ma'am? What is it?

Do you want to help me at the market?

You can eat for free at my place later.

Come on, Hans!

Let's go!

Sir.

Yes. Thank you.

Thank you.

Hans.

Hans, are you OK?

No problem, this is easy.

-Sir. -Yes.

Please, ma'am.

-Done? -Thank you.

Natsir!

Help us with these.

Those?

Thank you, ma'am.

Parmanto.

Mak brought us something special today.

Black glutinous rice porridge.

-What are you talking about? -Just see.

Hans, put them here.

Why did you bring him again?

I need someone to help me carry the rice.

I'd rather ask him instead of paying someone else.

Why did you buy local stuff? It's more expensive.

I know.

If the ingredients are good, then the taste will also be good.

Money never lies.

I'm handling the shopping.

Is it going to be like this from now on?

What do you mean?

Are we going to see him every day?

Hans, come with me!

It's not fair.

It's OK, we'll have our chances.

Hans.

Spicy chicken.

Thank you, ma'am.

Hey! Where are you going now?

Over there.

Hans!

See you tomorrow!

Hans, help me put this over there.

Ma'am, can I have my money?

I've finished plastering the kitchen floor.

When did I promise to pay you?

What's the money for? Meals? I already gave you food.

Even coolies work for money. Not only meals.

But I never promised to give you any money.

You are a liar!

-What did he just say? -He's calling you a liar, Mak.

What did you say?

Do you remember when I helped you at the bridge?

Did I mention anything about money?

-Just drop it. -No way!

I've dealt with thugs twice your size.

How dare you!

Get out!

-Hans, get out. -I won't leave before I get paid.

Whatever!

Just leave my restaurant! Get out!

Get out!

Enough, Mak.