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It is over, Mr. President.

We'll announce your retirement due to ill health.

To a new Iraq!

To a new Iraq!

Go out! Out!

We have done nothing!

In the eyes of my enemies, I am stronger now.

It would be wonderful if you could visit us again.

She is pretty.

She's married.

So what?

I would only trust the happiness of my daughter to a man who owes me

everything. Hussein is such a man.

My father has had many favorites, but only one first son.

You think violence is a pastime?

It is a tool!

Tell them why you killed my brother.

Sajida, go shopping.

I would like to stress our president's strong desire for peace in the Middle

East. Kuwait will never agree to our demands.

We have no choice but to invade.

It takes 30 nations to stand against one Arab power.

Iraq has become the nation we dreamed it would be.

What were we thinking, taking on America?

If the Americans come, I'm gonna put a bullet in his head.

If the Americans come, I'll be pleased to let you. This is my country!

When I was a boy in the great, a traveler walked through

my village.

The villagers stared at the stranger, but he kept on walking until

an old man stopped and challenged him.

What are you doing here?

Asking for trouble?

The old man said.

The traveler was astonished.

What do you mean? He said. I am not looking for trouble.

I have no weapon, no gun, no knife.

I have nothing.

But that's just what I mean, the old man said.

By walking without a weapon, you are inviting an attack.

We are a country surrounded by enemies and collaborators, Poseidon.

Iraq has a right to protect its people, to benefit from the skills of its

scientists and engineers.

The presence of weapons inspectors is nothing more than a temporary

inconvenience.

Poseidon is becoming powerful.

He is the president's son, don't forget.

So am I.

By marriage.

Weapon development is the responsibility of my ministry, not Qusai's.

It should be me in charge of this concealment committee.

Hussein, if Saddam says you dig a hole, then you dig a hole.

Don't let your ambition control you.

Be patient.

How many of these documents do we have to bury?

You don't have to bury any.

You just watch.

Mr. Aziz, we seem to be taking an awfully long time to reach the plant.

Almost there, Mr. Ekus.

Not far now.

Stop,

stop.

Could you reverse, please?

This is not the right way in.

Mr. Aziz, what's going on?

Could you stop the bus, please?

i'm sorry this is not the correct entrance could you stop the bus please

could you stop the bus right now please stop stop

everybody come

after you we

are from the united nations my name is

It's all right.

Keep coming.

They can't stop us from entering the building. It's all right. They're with

me. I beg you. Wait a minute, please.

Let me in, Mr.

Aziz. Please, Mr. Akos. Mr. Akos, please.

There is no need to be alarmed.

Everything's under control.

Everybody in peace.

Remain calm.

You should have crashed the bus, Tariq, with all your inspectors inside.

Then they could have experienced firsthand our broken-down hospitals.

What's done is done.

It was unfortunate, but it changes nothing.

Except they'll trust us now even less.

Is that possible?

A case must be made to understand the suffering it's causing the Iraqi people.

No produce in the markets, no medicines in the hospitals, no books in the

schools. Baba.

Sorry I'm late.

Forgive me.

So, what are we talking about?

UN dogs.

Any economic sanctions?

We are reviewing strategies.

Any brilliant ideas today?

We should tell them to mind their own fucking business. How is that for an

idea?

Okay.

If Accus has a grievance, then he can come to me. I'll deal with it.

Now, I don't want to be disturbed.

Any brilliant ideas, Usain?

Are you trying to make a fool of me in front of my father?

What are you doing?

Uday, calm down. He tried to make me look a fool.

I was just asking a question. Yes, I have an idea, Usain, to fucking kill

you! Uday!

Do you like it?

And the day is coming. A day?

We're all family here.

The day is coming.

Why do we have to tolerate him?

He's a danger. A danger to all of us and to this country.

It has been proven.

There is a clear line.

I am descended from the Prophet.

We have royal and holy blood in our veins.

We are blessed and favored.

This gift also brings its burdens.

Because we have risen so high, we've become a target, a threat.

We must always be on our guard, Kosai.

Always.

I will go now, Baba.

Yes.

What happened to you?

Uday happened to me.

He's sick in the head.

What did he do?

No sooner had your father left, he starts yelling in my face, throwing

plates of food at me.

Why? Because he's Uday. He does what he likes. I'll speak to Baba. No. He should

know how Uday is behaving.

Don't you think your father already knows? It will make no difference. It

will only make me appear weak.

Leave it.

I will deal with it.

Your father is not interested anymore.

In you?

In anything.

So, Mama, will you be celebrating the national holiday tonight?

I doubt it. All of my children will be with their father.

Because we have to be with them, Mama.

I'd rather be at my club.

With your Russian prostitutes.

They're dancers.

So, how is your father?

Still with the blonde, I understand.

Not really.

Yes, really.

Eat, Azizi.

I'm not stupid.

He's with no one, Mama.

He has the weapons inspectors to think about the sanctions.

He's writing the Quran with his own blood.

Seriously.

Today is the day of days we celebrate our victory over Iran.

Yes, I know.

The president is at the disposal of his people.

Mr. Ickes, exactly how many more months, years, will this inspection stay?

After all, you've seen everything there is to see several times.

Mr. President, my work will continue until such time as I am satisfied I have

seen everything.

Today, I meet my people.

They petition me for favors.

A tradition on the day of days.

What do I say to the mother who asks me for milk for her baby?

Do I tell her that you are searching for an invisible atomic weapon and as soon

as you find it, then her child can be fed?

Mr. Ecius, the United Nations are punishing the people of Iraq for no

reason. No reason.

You can stop this torture.

Mr. President.

Mr. President!

I will provide you with a further list of people I would like to interview in

due course. Mr. Ecius, I've been... Enjoy the celebrations, Mr. Aziz.

Our country is dying, Saddam.

Look at it.

All it would take is for me to lose my temper with Uday just once.

And we could be one of them.

Look at them.

Poor riches.

Then I suggest you don't lose your temper.

Enter!

Are we selling it as it is? With medical aid labels everywhere?

Of course not. We're going to change the labels.

Drive it into Jordan first thing in the morning.

Sell it there.

Everything accounted for?

Yes, sir.

Unload the rest of the trucks.

Did you hear what I said?

Unload them.

Sir, there's somebody waiting to see you.

Hey, golden boy.

Do you like my new gun?

I'm taking your trucks and everything that's in them.

What are you going to do about that?

The trucks and the contents belong to the people of Iraq.

Emergency aid.

And yet you're selling it on the black market.

Hasta la vista, baby.

Yallah!

Why didn't you warn me?

Sir, how could I?

He had a gun. It's Mr. Oday.

What is Oday doing here? He's taking the trucks.

But that is our money.

So now it is his money.

It's time for us to act before it's too late.

Once again, President Saddam Hussein welcomes the children of the people and

calls them personally to deliver their demands so that they can listen to them.

This evening, the president will announce the start of the celebration of

the great day, the annual day, and that is from Al-Faw Palace in Baghdad.

Tonight?

Does it have to be tonight?

I'll go hurry them up.

Hassan, this is crazy.

Hassan!

Ragat, my dress.

Come in.

Ragat, we have to leave.

It's a party, Hussein. It's not as if we're going to be late.

We want to look perfect.

Please, hurry up.

Two minutes.

Okay.

Ignore him, sister. Two minutes, no more.

Stop You follow me

Hey, where are you going?

I'm finished with you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

A day.

Not tonight.

Not here.

Go. I'll take the glasses with you.

I'll take it.

Make sure you clean your nose.

Hussein, we're going miles out of our way.

What's happening?

I told you there is something I have to do.

What?

Habibi.

Are you feeling unwell?

We're not going to the party.

What?

Hussein.

They would have found out sooner or later.

Hussein, what's going on?

Ali.

Ali.

Hussein and Saddam coming.

Have they arrived yet with my sisters?

I haven't seen them.

Then check that they've left.

The president will be ready any moment.

And he wants his family around him.

Uday!

Uday! Where exactly are we going?

Hussein! To the board.

What? Jordan, we have discussed this before. Your father cannot see past

Qusay. Uday is running wild.

Every time I meet him, he threatens to kill me. It's true, Rakat.

You are my wife.

Rana is my brother's wife.

It is your duty to support us. Yes, but not now.

Not tonight.

Now is the time.

Sanctions are killing Iraq every day. And as long as your father is in power,

they will never be lifted.

Iraq needs a fresh start.

We need a new leader.

And you think that's you?

He left home almost two hours ago.

Have you followed the route?

It's been done.

No accidents have been reported. Nothing.

Something's wrong.

Hussein, let me try to speak to Bobby.

If I thought I had that option...

I would have taken it.

Can you please trust me?

General Hussein, please carry on.

Hello, welcome.

Everything is ready, your sisters?

Baba, we have a crisis.

What is it?

Hassan and Saddam Kamal may have crossed the border into Jordan.

Where are my daughters?

Answer me.

Where are my daughters?

We don't know.

We think they've gone too.

Reiter!

He sat at my table with my daughter. You know the time he was planning to betray

me, his country. We'll be talking to the CIA.

Baba, we have specialists.

I can eliminate him. I can do that. No. I could do it, Baba. I want to do it. I

said no.

We have to bring them back.

Mr. President.

So, Baba.

I swear, I know nothing about this.

My nephew is a lawyer unto himself.

Ali.

Your loyalty is not in question.

I will need your assistance.

Anything.

Hussein trusts you.

You must go and speak to him.

Of course.

If it's about Odail.

and an apology is needed, then Oday will apologize.

He will go with you.

But keep a low profile in Jordan.

It would be best for all of us to sort this out behind closed doors.

I will do everything I can.

Everything.

So different from Baghdad.

So alive.

What rank are you?

I'm here to determine what's true and what's not.

You think I come here and risk my life to tell lies?

No, thanks.

I trust you are capable of delivering messages to your superiors in Langley.

That's not...

Quite how it works. We have a common interest in replacing Saddam Hussein.

Correct? Possibly, yes.

Before we proceed any further, I will require formal assurances that you will

place your organization at my disposal.

In return, and upon my succession to Saddam as president, I will be able to

guarantee future oil supplies.

Subject, of course, to future military assistance.

It may be a little more of...

Complicated than that. Do you have any other options?

Any other candidates for president?

What form of coup is the CIA planning now?

Lucky guess.

When Langley sees what I have to show them, it won't be at all complicated.

Well, that may be a good place to start.

Before we proceed any further, I will require formal assurances.

I always knew he was a snake.

He's brought shame to the door of the Almagids.

He's put all the Almagids in danger.

I suspect the king will want us to dine with him tonight.

Make sure you wear something nice.

There you are.

Ickes will have a seizure.

He's been searching for this for years.

Giving up Iraq secrets?

Habibti, we have a million secrets in Iraq, but that's all we have.

You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you?

All this time you've worked with my father and you still think you can win?

You know nothing about him.

Ragad, go find a nice dress to wear.

The king will see you now.

About time.

Your Majesty, how good of you to see us.

Do you know my foreign minister, Mr. Kabariti?

Honored, Mr. Kabariti.

Please. Thank you.

Your Majesty, Foreign Minister, we are all men of experience here.

A misunderstanding has arisen involving our cousin, General Hussein Kamil Al

-Majid. We wish to clear up this misunderstanding.

So, Uday and I have come in friendship to invite Hussein to return to Baghdad,

to his family.

After all, this is a family matter, not political.

That will not be possible, I'm afraid.

In what way is this reasonable request not possible?

Hussein Kamel has asked me for political asylum.

I have granted his request.

He fears for his safety were he to return to Iraq.

He fears for his safety, he said that?

What about the safety of my sisters?

They have been brought here against their will. I have a right to see them.

Your sisters have made it clear.

that their place is with their husbands.

I respect their wish.

I want to hear it from them. Where are they? Gentlemen, that really is all we

have to say on the matter.

Baba isn't going to be happy.

Hear me?

My father will not be pleased.

Your Majesty.

For Minister.

Thank you.

For nothing.

General Hussein Kamal al-Majid is believed to be sheltering in the royal

palace in Amman.

I can hold Iraq like this.

Better than Saddam holds it now.

With UN weapons inspector Rolf Achaus and his team still in Iraq searching for

illegal weapons.

and an economy crippled by UN sanctions.

This defection is a further blow to Saddam Hussein's previously unshakable

hold on power in Iraq.

Look at him.

I can't believe that he could do such a thing.

To stand before the world and denounce our country.

You're a president.

I can only assure you my family's absolute devotion to you and Iraq.

Ali, this is not your fault.

There are traitors all around us, all controlled by CIA

and by Hussein.

But we are watching them, my friend.

And we will strike back.

I want you to increase surveillance levels across the board.

Anyone acting suspiciously is to be picked up and brought in immediately for

questioning. And make sure Akius does not leave the country.

Mr. Akius, United Nations?

Yes? Your flight to Jordan has been delayed.

Mr. Deputy Tariq Aziz would like to see you.

When Akius arrives, Tariq, you are to give him everything.

Everything? All of it.

Research, drawings, blueprints, equipment.

We dig it all up and move it to Hussein's farm and we give them

everything.

Tarek and Qusai will oversee the operation.

But Baba, that means we lose.

No, the traitor will lose.

We cut his throat.

Without any new information, he is nothing but a refugee.

Without any story to tell, he is unworthy of protection.

Mr. Arceus, may I assure you there will be no further obstacles to our

cooperation? You and the UNSCAN team should consider yourselves honored

guests here in Iraq.

Thank you. I'm pleased to hear what you say.

It is unfortunate this level of cooperation was not evident from the

outset. Of course, Mr. Achilles, and we share your sentiments.

Now, if you permit us, we have uncovered yet more information hidden by General

El-Majid from both us and from you. My son will show you.

Mr. Arceus, we have been enemies before.

But now, I am glad we meet as friends.

Perhaps you would take a seat, General Hussein?

So, where should we begin?

You see, what you have been chasing are mirages.

All weapons, biological, chemical, missiles.

All have been destroyed.

This is before or after inspections began?

Since 1991.

Yes.

Don't underestimate yourself, Mr. Ickes.

You are very effective in Iraq.

Sooner or later you would have discovered them.

And you would have justified any action against us you chose.

So you expect us to take your word for it that all weapons were destroyed?

They were a liability, not an asset.

We understood that we had something far more valuable than the warheads.

We had the knowledge and the expertise.

And that, you will agree, is where the true value lies.

Of course.

Iraq's future capability is still our primary concern.

Are these the papers you have brought us today?

These are but a sample.

They represent the blueprint for the entire weapon program.

We have seen them already.

The Iraqi government disclosed them a few days ago.

That cannot be true.

They were discovered in a chicken shed outside Baghdad.

Chicken shed?

According to your president, the shed belongs to you.

This is a joke. He also claims that you have been acting alone in concealing

information. No.

With a view to a meeting not dissimilar to this one.

I am not responsible for the concealment of information.

This is another joke.

A lie.

Surely you do not believe them.

Would you like a glass of water, General?

Everything.

He gave them everything.

You never really understood him, did you?

The most important thing to my father is loyalty.

At any cost.

By the way, the king would like us to move out of the hotel and into an

apartment.

That was just one battle.

I still have value!

What now?

You must miss our daughters.

Of course.

I can't bear to think that they've been taken from us.

And the grandchildren.

Is it right that they should grow up in a foreign land?

Saddam, what do you want me to do?

I want them home.

Will they be safe?

They are my daughters.

Will they be safe?

I give you my word.

I want you to speak to them.

Tell them that I understand they've been taken against their will.

I know none of this is their fault.

Just tell them that I want them to come home.

I understand you gave a telephone interview last week to the editor of the

Jordanian newspaper, Bilat.

What of it?

I understand you threatened to kill him. I wish to see the king.

Our accommodation is unacceptable.

Being a journalist, he recorded the discussion.

You can clearly be heard threatening to kill him.

The phrase you used was, I will cut you up piece by piece. That's what you say I

said.

Then I agree.

General, he's intending to take you to court over these threats.

To court?

This is absurd.

I have to remind you, this is not Iraq.

Here in Jordan, we all live under the law.

Leave it.

Yes.

Why

are

we sitting out here on show?

Saddam has assassins everywhere.

We're not on show. We're having a cup of coffee. Don't you like it?

I demand guarantees of protection.

In return for what?

I have given you everything.

I know how Iraq works.

I know how Saddam Hussein thinks.

I've been at his right hand for more than ten years.

And it's because of that no free Iraqi will come anywhere near you.

You were part of his killing machine, Hussein.

And we've got plenty of other options.

You're on your own now. I'm sorry.

Sorry?

That's it?

That's all that America has to offer?

Yeah.

And the truth of it is, we don't even mean it.

Watch out for assassins, General.

Yes. Hossein.

It's Hommel Saddam.

Your president?

I am sending you a letter.

What is written is the truth.

Neither I nor my sons will harm you or your brother.

I swear.

You're the husband of my daughter.

And the father.

of my beloved Grand Shepard.

It is time.

Do you believe him?

I've known him for a long time.

He is a man of his word.

Yes, I believe him.

Then you're a fool, Hussein. He says himself.

Why would he harm the husbands of his daughters, the fathers of his

grandchildren? Because you betrayed him.

And we will be punished.

We will be out of office for some time. No matter.

Anything is better than this.

Habibi.

We will make the best of things here.

Rahad, there is nothing here for us.

You don't seem to understand how much your father relied on me.

Rahad, you didn't hear his voice.

He was speaking the truth.

He will forgive us.

He does not forgive traitors.

We were doing routine searches on the road from Amman to Baghdad, and that's

when we found it.

A satellite phone?

It must be CIA.

Yes. This is Hussein's doing.

His weakness has allowed these vipers to believe they can seize power.

But you will change that, Hussein.

You are the man Hussein can never be.

Shall we make the arrests?

No, no. We have the system.

Let's use it.

We do nothing but listen.

This phone belongs to a CIA spy.

Other traitors will soon be calling it with information.

I can't go back.

We shouldn't go back.

We are going home. It has been decided.

No. Yes.

I don't want to die!

Refuse to go back, brother, and you will die, because I will kill you!

This looks like them.

Hey.

No one is to be harmed, okay?

A madman comes to greet us.

Welcome home.

We've missed you.

Golden boy.

Frightened?

I'm saying...

Saddam Kamil, out of the car. Why? Get out of the car. What's happening?

Where are you taking him? He won't be harmed. Baba has given his word.

You and Rana are going straight to Mama.

Get out.

We will be fine.

Get out. One of my drivers will take over from here.

Your weapons, gentlemen.

Have a seat.

Take off your shirts.

What? He said take off your shirts and your berets.

You are not fit to wear the uniform of Iraq.

Sign the papers.

This is your agreement to divorce for my sisters divorce, but I don't want a

divorce This is what the president wants

Sign it

The president says you're nothing to him

now and you will be taken to your father's house

Let's go.

At least we're alive.

We are divorced.

I am nothing.

We have done as you requested, Baba.

We traced the callers to the CIA satellite phone.

We have produced almost 800 names.

It seems Hussein was not the only one talking to the Americans.

The arrest will begin at dawn.

Show me the faces of these traitors.

Yeah.

CIA, this is Saddam Hussein, the president of Iraq.

I'm calling you to tell you that your boys are now my guests.

It is unlikely you will be seeing them again.

America wants to control Iraq.

I will never give up.

Until I'm gone.

Cousin Ali, I'm sure you understand the pain that your nephews have caused me.

Very much so, Your Honor.

I would be within my right to exact vengeance for the damage they have

caused.

But I've given my word that neither I nor my sons will harm them, and I'm a

man of my word.

Yet the stain of dishonor and betrayal is there for all to see.

It is the entire al-Majid family who must carry this stain to their graves,

unless, of course, it is removed.

Mr. President, I will avenge the shame my nephews have brought on the al-Majid

family name.

Make sure it's done properly, Ali, in the Bedouin way.

Saddam Kamel!

Collect your weapons!

We're the men of the Nabil al-Majeed and Moqbabil law!

We've come to purge the traitors from our family!

Collect your weapons!

Let's make it a fair fight!

Uncle Ali!

The president has spared us!

But the tribe find you guilty!

Last chance! Collect your weapons!

It's a dumb camera.

Come upstairs! Come upstairs!

How long do you think we can hold out, brother?

Not long.

You call this fair, Ali?

This sphere is the traitor's desire.

For the children.

Chocolates.

You look well, both of you.

How is your mother?

She's a widow, like her daughters.

The time you were away was not good.

But now you're back.

I asked you to come today because I wanted to look into your eyes.

I see you're still my daughters.

So you will understand that what happened was a necessary

end.

Hussein was my husband, Papa.

You chose him for me.

By killing Hussein and Saddam Kamal, you have destroyed a part of us both.

May we leave now?

Many Iraqis can hear me tonight in a translated broadcast, and I have a

message for them.

If we must begin a military campaign, it will be directed against the lawless men

who rule your country and not against you.

We will tear down the apparatus of terror, and we will help you to build a

new Iraq that is prosperous and free.

In a free Iraq, there will be no more wars of aggression against your

neighbors.

No more poison factories.

No more executions of dissidents.

No more torture chambers and rape rooms.

The tyrant will soon be gone.

The day of your liberation is near.

This letter makes everything legal and proper.

You are to hand over this amount of gold, U.S. dollars and euros.

If America invades Baghdad, the first thing they will do is raid our banks.

This is by order of the president.

Okay.

Make sure your mother and sisters have money, gold.

And make sure they listen. They must leave the country immediately.

No argument.

Yes, Baba.

We will not be staying together.

We must protect the dynasty.

We keep moving until the Americans are defeated.

You have your own money. Yes.

Yes, Baba.

Now go.

Allah will keep you safe.

Asai.

Take care of your brother.

I will.

Okay.

Baba.

Go. Go.

Two minutes, Mohammed.

Rana, wait here.

Mustafa, come with me.

Mama? No, no, no, Habib, do you stay there? I'll be one minute.

Rakan, thank God you're here.

Where is Mama? Inside.

She's packing.

Why is she packing? That's what I told her.

Kosay called. He wants Mustafa to wait for him. Mama, what are you doing?

We can buy new glasses.

But you like these.

These are special.

No, no. They are not important. We have to go.

Come on, Mustafa, the suitcases.

Hala, quickly.

Mustafa, come with us.

Your father will understand.

No.

I want to wait.

Thank you.

I can't believe we're doing this. We must be mad.

Never forget you're a servant, my servant.

Yes, who is it?

Samira, it's me.

This is the last time I will be able to call you.

It's so good to hear your voice.

They keep on saying you've been killed.

I don't know what to think.

Samira, I don't want you to worry about me.

You think about yourself.

Lebanon will be a good place for you.

Will you come?

No.

Is your money safe?

Samira?

Yes.

Excellency, we must go.

The search for the deposed Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein continued today,

with U.S. troops making a number of arrests.

Saddam, whose sons have also gone into hiding, is believed to have fled to the

area around his hometown of Tikrit, along with a small band of his most

trusted servants.

Army sources yesterday gave credence to reports that Saddam may have been killed

in one of the first strikes of the war In the most recent sighting of the

deposed dictator, citizens of Najaf claim to have seen Saddam queuing for

petrol at a filling station on the outskirts of the town

Show yourself or I'll beat you.

Who are you?

I'm Ahmed.

It is your father's day.

Do you know who I am?

No, sir.

You haven't seen me before.

No, sir.

And perhaps it would be better if you hadn't seen me today.

Yes, sir. I mean no, sir.

Go on.

And say nothing if you want to live.

Muhammad! Muhammad!

What news from the front?

I have not heard anything.

Excellency, I didn't expect you back so soon. Where is Ala?

Getting more oil from the house.

There was a boy at the river, the son of Ali Bufid Al-Azza.

Find out if Qais knows him.

We will check it out straight away.

And prepare the recording equipment.

I must write a speech to rally the people.

When my people hear this speech, Ala, they will be inspired to even greater

sacrifice.

Great Iraqi people keep up.

the fight against the occupiers.

Good.

Mr. President, the equipment is ready when you are.

I'm ready now.

The ants have come back.

I will spray them again.

would you like some water no i will be fine

in

the name of god the most merciful we praise our messengers and their

followers in life in the next life they will have justice

iraqi people keep up the fight against the

occupiers. The occupiers have unveiled

their intentions and plans to occupy and divide Iraq.

What will the two liars, Bush and Blair, say to their people and to humanity?

What they said was wrong and baseless.

The lies were known to the President of the United States and

to the Prime Minister of Britain when they decided

to wage war on Iraq.

Great Iraqi people, whoever is able to...

and does not present himself, his son and his money to evict the invaders

from Iraq, God will be watching and will punish him.

Long live the nation, long live the great Iraqi people.

That was the voice of Saddam Hussein. At least we know he's alive.

American propaganda.

Will they be looking for us?

Here, in Syria.

The Americans.

It's no secret where we are.

We haven't done anything wrong. Why would they be looking for us?

They wouldn't. We have all that money.

And the gold.

We have nothing that doesn't belong to us, Harlow.

I tell you, Muhammad, when this is over, you will be able to cook better than

your mother.

Who cooks for you normally, before we came here?

Well, I'm married to my cousin, but she's not a good cook.

So, you eat away from home.

Don't tell me I have found the weak spot in my bodyguard's armor.

Maybe.

Well, who is she?

Her name is Sarah.

She lives in Baghdad.

I want to ask her to marry me, but I'm afraid she will refuse.

Clever girl.

I'm sure she doesn't want to become a second wife.

My family will not allow me to divorce my cousin.

Well, they may be right.

One wife is enough trouble.

More than enough.

Everyone get back

inside. What is it?

A vehicle.

A jeep? I'm not sure, Mr. President, but it would be better if you went back

inside.

Stop.

Guys, why didn't you signal sooner?

Why didn't you click earlier?

I did.

You could have been shot.

We thought you were the Americans.

Allah, I did click earlier.

Then recharge your batteries.

Food is ready. You will eat with us. That's very kind, Excellency, but I have

to get back. The curfew. What was the point in coming?

The Americans, they are preparing for more raids tonight.

They have raised their target for the number of arrests.

We have good information.

So where will these raids be?

Mainly into Crete.

But they could also sweep the river day or night.

Good.

Move. I need to piss.

He shouldn't be going to the river.

He will do what he wants to do.

I have to go back.

Stay alert.

Change your batteries.

I hate all this moving around.

We have no choice. We have to keep moving or the Americans will find us.

Why here?

Zaydan may be our cousin, but he fucking hates us.

Abdul Samad, just go.

It's true.

We should be out of the country with the gold.

We can organize just as easily from across the border. It's okay.

We need shelter for a couple of days. That's it.

Security means we haven't been able to tell you till now.

Zaidan?

Zaidan? Go back inside.

I'm talking business.

Come, children.

Come, come.

Who is we?

No.

Two, three days, no more. No chance. Send your wife to your sister. No, I

said no. Didn't you hear me?

What are you trying to do? Get my family killed?

Why the hell did you bring them here?

Zaydan, if you refuse them, how long do you think you'll last?

A month?

A week? A day?

And they'll pay you.

Two days.

No more.

It's less than an hour from here to the border.

I am not listening. Well, you should.

It makes sense.

What if things get worse, huh?

Who is it?

It's me, Zaydan.

Yes. I just wanted to check you had everything you need.

We have everything.

Thank you, Zaydan.

What's mine is yours.

Really?

Can I ask, how long do you think you might be staying?

I will need to arrange food, supplies and such, and there may be other

expenses.

This will cover your expenses.

Now piss off.

Ala, the extractor fan.

For the hole.

It's the wrong size.

It's all I could get.

I suppose I'll have to try to make it work.

The hole is useless without it.

Is there something you need to say, Qais?

Your leaflets are being distributed in town.

They have been posted on all public buildings.

There's a price on Uday and Qussai's head as well.

They think they're in the Wild West.

They believe everything has a price.

It is of no concern.

Iraqi honor cannot be bought.

I am going to the river to fish.

25 million dollars.

That's a lot of money.

He has a greater opinion of the Iraqi owner than you or I.

State your business. My name is Nawaf al-Zaidan. I have information which may

be of interest to your commander. What are

you

doing?

Do you like to fish, my friend?

Come here. Come. Help me with this.

I used to fish with my brothers, but they are in the army now.

They bring honor to your family.

I have brothers, but when I was your age, I had to leave them.

My stepfather beat me, so I ran away.

But by running away,

I discovered what it was I had to do.

My true destiny.

You didn't mention meeting me to anyone, did you?

No. Good.

Good.

But I know who you are.

So who am I?

Saddam Hussein, president of Iraq.

My father says you will still kick out the Americans.

And you think he's right?

I don't know.

They took him two nights ago.

Mustafa, wake up. Zaydan!

Hiday, Hiday, get up. Something's going on outside.

Abdul Samad!

Where the fuck is Zaydan?

Zaydan! Mustafa, get up!

Fuck! How long have they been there? How do I know?

Zaydan!

Zaydan!

Zaydan is gone.

What? Bastard.

He sold us out.

I knew it. Didn't I tell you he'd sell us out?

Mustafa, check the back stairs. Abdul Samad, check the balcony.

Now listen, don't let anybody up those stairs, okay?

You can do it. Okay, listen to me. You can do it.

Abdul Samad, keep an eye on Mustafa.

There's a fucking army out there.

What do we do now?

We either die now or we hang in a month.

I don't want to die now.

Then fight.

Fight. This is the commander of the American 101st Airborne Division, part

of the International Coalition Forces.

You are surrounded.

Come out slowly, with your arms in the air, and you will not be harmed.

This will be your only warning.

So... we die.

Mr. President, you have to hide.

What is it? A car. It's coming very fast.

It's not guys?

No clicks. We need to get you into the hole.

Is it ready?

It will have to be.

Excellency, they are almost here.

A light. I have no light. There is no time.

Here, take this.

Why didn't you signal? You've written the life out of us.

What is the president? He's safe. Why didn't you signal? What is the

president? I had to put him in the hole.

No, no, Mr. President, don't shoot. Mr. President, no. Please. What was it? What

are you trying to do to me? Mr. President. Kill me? Mr. President,

please. How long am I supposed to survive without air to breathe?

And you?

You have built me nothing but a coffin.

But why?

The president is not finished yet. Then why? Why am I lying inside it? Why?

Is it dollars you are after?

No, no, no, no. Please, please. Finish it.

Where is the palace? Where is the palace? Where is the palace?

Udaya Qusai and the little Mustafa have been killed.

My sons were dead.

Trusted by their father, feared and loathed by the people. For years, Qusay

and his older brother Uday were at the very centre of Saddam Hussein's empire.

The only comment I will make about the death of the sons is that it's a great

day for the Iraqi people and a great day for the American military.

Uday's sadism was legendary.

Many reports of women raped, sportsmen who missed victory tortured, one man

publicly beaten to death by her. Qusay was a tactician who emerged as his

father's heir apparent in charge of Iraq's powerful and widely feared

security apparatus.

Their deaths have deprived the Coalition of the chance to question them.

Next to Saddam himself, no one would have known the secrets of his regime

better than them.

But for the moment, among the vast majority of Iraqis who hated Saddam and

his sons, there is reason to celebrate.

We have to be strong and take care of ourselves now.

The Syrians can't protect us. They'll find us here.

They put my son's bodies on television and showed them to the world.

Why?

I don't know, Mama.

It's over, isn't it?

It's all over.

There are people who love us.

We should leave Syria.

We'll go to Jordan.

We have the money, we will be safe there.

A patrol has just passed down the far bank. That should give us at least half

an hour until the next one passes.

No, no. We go this way.

It's shorter.

Where are the Americans?

We have organized a distraction, but we must hurry.

That will not be long.

There are faithful men who are faithful to their vows to God.

There are those who die.

Excellency. And there are those who are waiting to die. We must go.

When we return to the hut,

I will speak to the people.

The fight must continue.

If you think you have killed Uday Qusayn Mustafa, we tell you,

you are wrong.

Because they are but part of the youth of our nation.

All the youth of our nation and all the youth of Iraq will follow Uday

Qusayn Mustafa into jihad.

If Saddam Hussein had a hundred sons other than Uday and Qusay,

Saddam Hussein would have offered them on the same path, which

is the path to jihad.

Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar.

Why are we risking our lives when nobody is listening? Because we must.

He has no power anymore.

Yes. Today he has no power. But what will happen tomorrow?

Cousin Adnan, I didn't see you there.

You were not supposed to.

I was even strobing.

You've lost weight.

Funny. You are funny.

We have no choice.

The fan

is

working. It's ready.

Excellency, Allah has finished the sanctuary.

It's not a sanctuary.

It's a hole in the ground.

Do you want to have a look?

Will I be able to breathe?

The fan is working now.

Will I be able to breathe?

Yes, your excellency.

You try it first.

Sit inside for one hour.

What was that?

An explosion, about two kilometers away.

Must be another bomb.

Another bomb?

There are reports of bombs at road sides, knocking out American vehicles.

Do you know what this means, Qais?

The Iraqis are fighting back.

They are organized.

At last.

We must establish communication.

It must be the Al Farouk Brigade.

I will need a report straight away.

They will need to know that I'm here.

I must devise a new battle plan.

Get me some paper and a map immediately.

I'm going to see what's going on. Mohammed, be careful.

They are arresting every man old enough to shave.

The president, he wants you to sit in the hall for one hour. Me?

Yes, you. Why?

To see if it's safe. But it is safe.

Then it shouldn't be a problem, should it?

The map!

The search for former Iraqi President Saddam Hussein intensified today.

with U.S. forces making several high-profile arrests in a series of

early morning raids across Baghdad. A 36-year-old man rumored to be a first

cousin of one of Saddam's most trusted bodyguards. The man, who has been named

as Adnan Abdullah Abed Al-Usleet, was seized from his flat in central Baghdad

in the early hours of yesterday evening and taken to the U.S. military detention

center in Abu Ghraib, where he will be questioned, along with others, suspected

of concealing information regarding the whereabouts of the former Iraqi

president.

Allied sources say they are extremely hopeful that the arrests will provide

the breakthrough they have been seeking in the search for Saddam Hussein.

But as yet, they are no closer to locating the deposed Iraqi dictator.

I don't know anything.

I swear, I don't know anything.

Sarah? Baby, I can't believe it's you.

Where have you been?

I have missed you so much.

I've missed you too, Javi.

Are you all right?

I've been so worried about you. I'm fine. I'm fine.

You're hungry, huh?

I haven't tasted good food in weeks.

Thatcher, stay away!

No! Dara!

Shut up! No!

Dara!

The curfew has never stopped him before.

What if he's been taken?

He'll come.

If he went to see that woman in Baghdad again, I swear to God...

I will cut his balls off.

We must get the boat ready.

Excellency?

He won't be back.

Get the boat ready and ask the boy to look after it.

We will cross the river after dark.

We are living tonight.

Where is the boy? He was supposed to wait for the boat.

Well, he probably got scared.

No, something has happened.

Mama, don't go.

There are American patrols everywhere.

They have big lights. They're gonna find you.

You have done well.

Are they upstream or down?

Everywhere. Come with me. Swim with me.

I can help you. I know the river.

Listen to me.

You must go and hide yourself.

Don't let the Americans find you.

You must not speak of us ever. Do you understand?

Now go. Go, my son.

Yallah, back to the hut.

They are coming.

You've seen them?

They're very close. I'm sure of it.

Give me a light.

We'll come for you.

Where do we go?

The palm grove.

Thank you so much.

Sir? Okay.

Sir?

Still hot.

Check the river back

Get your hands up! Get your hands up!

Get up! Up!

Please don't shoot, please, please, please, don't shoot. No, please, please,

don't shoot, don't shoot.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay,

let's bring him into the light.

Come on, down, down.

What's he saying?

He's saying he knows where Saddam is hiding.

Well, ask him where he's hiding.

He says he's hiding five kilometers from here.

Bullshit. He wants us to walk away.

Yeah, that's total bullshit.

Okay, take the place apart. Come on.

We're looking for anything unusual, anything out of place.

Come on, move.

Sir?

Could be nothing, but this box is new.

He's here.

The son of a bitch is here.

What you got?

Sir?

Okay, give it a short burst.

And again.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Bob, Bob, get your hands off! Get your hands off!

President of Iraq, not willing to negotiate.

What's he saying? He says he's the president of Iraq and he's willing to

negotiate.

All call signs, all call signs.

Saddam Hussein al-Takriti, this court finds you guilty

of five separate counts of crimes against humanity.

As a result, and in accordance with Iraqi law, the

court has decided to sentence you to be hanged until you are dead.

Long live the glorious Iraqi people!

Take him away!

Allahu Akbar! Take him away!

Allahu Akbar!

Allahu Akbar!

Khudu!

Khudu!