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When did it all begin?

It is said when Imana created this land,
he grew so fond of it

he returned every night to rest.

When did paradise become hell?

From the start, even the conquest
was a regrettable misunderstanding.

Europe gave the land to its conqueror
and the king knew nothing of it.

It was never about civilization,
never about tribe or race.

It was always about greed,
arrogance, and power.

And when we finally grasped the horror,
it was too late.

From Kibuye in the west
to Kibungo in the east,

people gathered seeking refuge
in churches by the thousands,

in hospitals and schools,

and when they were found,
the old and the sick,

women and children alike,
they were killed.

Killed because their identity
card said they were Tutsi,

or because they had
a Tutsi parent,

of because someone thought
they looked like a Tutsi

or slain like thousands of Hutus
because they protected Tutsis,

or would not countenance
a policy

that sought to wipe out people
who just the day before

and for years before had been
their friends and neighbors.

It is important that the world
know that these killings

were not spontaneous
or accidental.

It is not an African phenomenon
and must never be viewed as such.

We have seen it
in industrialized Europe;

We have seen it in Asia.

We must have global vigilance
and never again must we be shy

in the face of the evidence.

- Okay,
I'm sure some of you have questions.

Yes, Venancia.

- Mr. Augustin, if we'd joined
the army before the genocide,

could it have been stopped?

All the dying?

That's the past.

Those bad things
are in the past.

Maybe if some of us
were more courageous.

Maybe if the world
had paid more attention.

I don't know.

Yes, Albert.

- What kind of soldier were you?

A very bad one.

I'm sorry, Venancia.

I didn't answer your question.

I don't know what else
we could have done.

Okay.

Yes, it's April again.

Every year in April,
the rainy season starts,

and every year,
every day in April,

the haunting emptiness
descends over our hearts.

Every year in April,
I remember how quickly life ends.

Every year, I remember how
lucky I should feel to be alive.

Every year in April, I remember.

"My dear brother,
the rains are here."

"It is April again."

"How many years
since we have spoken?"

"From my prison, I am writing
you this long-due letter."

"I don't expect pity or love."

"I know that despite
all the grief in your life,"

"you have found something
to live for."

"It was not supposed
to happen this way..."

"The war, the killings."

"When I finally realized that
I was an actor in this tragedy,

"I chose not to live with that.

"I thought my death
would bring me peace.

"I was wrong.

"Only the truth
can ease my guilt.

"Dear Augustin, I must tell you
what happened

"to Jeanne and the children.

"Come to Tanzania.

"Don't write me back.

"Just come.

Your brother,
Honoré."

Augustin?

You should go.

- No.

It's over.

What's the point?

He's your brother.

- He's nothing to me.

I just want to take care of you.

Really?

- Yes.

- So where is my wedding ring?

Oh!

So that's it?

- I see you still have yours.

- You know I can't.

Jeanne, this...
- What?

- Stop.

- You still can't say it,
can you?

You must go.

Not just for Honoré,
but for you.

Mr. Botera,
you were arrested in May 1997

for the crime of inciting
violence with your radio program.

At the time you entered
a "not guilty" plea.

Today you wish
to change that plea?

- Yes.

I now recognize that the radio
programs I did for RTL were criminal

and that many people
were killed for it.

- You were not aware of what you
were doing in April 1994?

- No.
- Not at that time.

Could you explain to this tribunal
the reason for your turnabout?

I have a had a lot of time to
think about my guilt here in prison,

surrounded by other Rwandans
accused of the same crime.

I was under a lot of pressure.

- Pressure
from your co-detainees?

- Yes.

Pressure to keep silent.

- Could you identify
these individuals for us?

- I prefer not to.

It's not important anymore.

What I want to say
is that it took time

for me to realize that what I had
been accused of may have been true,

and that what I had
participated in was genocide.

- So you came to accept
the fact of your guilt?

- Yes, I became aware
I was guilty.

- But it took you two years
to finally admit this guilt?

Is this correct?

- Yes.

That is correct.

We will stop now and resume
at 9:30 a.m. on Monday morning.

I remind the defendant that he
is under a solemn oath of silence.

Do not discuss your evidence
with anyone.

I want to return before we go on...
- You understand.

Duke Ali.

Ali in the house.

Come on.

Let me hear it!

- And now our star speaker
is here.

Coming to you live
is Mr. Honoré Botera,

here to give us another of his
popular historical reviews

exclusively
for Radio Mille Collines.

Before I pass the mic, people,
remember.

A cockroach cannot give birth
to a butterfly.

A cockroach will always
give birth to a cockroach.

Be vigilant.

They are among us.

Those Inyenzi are devils.

As always, speaking the truth.

Now, my dear listeners... Yesterday
we spoke about how the Mzungu,

the German and Belgian colonists
chose the Tutsi invaders

as proxies for their dirty jobs,
forced labor,

raising of heavy taxes on those
poor peasants, and the whipping.

We Hutu,
will we ever forget the whipping?

Will we, my dear listeners?

I think not,
for the scars will never heal.

For the days when a Tutsi king mwami
is imposed upon the Hutus is past.

For we have sworn never
to let them rule over us again.

Never.

Stay tuned, my dear listeners,
for some more music from Radio Simple,

Power 106 FM.

RTLM.

- Hey, not like that.

Civilian forces, my foot.

If the RPF come from the hill,
they're going to kill these guys.

Hey!

- I don't believe we are training
these Interahamwes to fight rebels.

- I have heard rumors.

There are assassinations.

Small massacres here and there
in the provinces.

Things are accelerating.

- That's all they are.

Rumors.

You think this is a rehearsal?

These officials are here
for the damn show, man.

Hey!
Not with a machete.

Give me this.

That's it for today, Captain.

- Captain Muganza,
give this to the chief for me.

- What chief?

- Colonel Bagosora.

- What is it?

- Lists.

- These are execution lists.

- It's names and addresses.

- Traitors.

That's what he called them.

There are lists coming
from all districts.

It's Tutsis,
but it's also Hutus.

There are doctors on that list,
professors on that list.

Anybody that might not bow down
to Hutu power is on that list.

Teachers.

Teachers are registering
their students by ethnicity.

- Capitaine!

What are you two plotting?

- Nothing.

Xavier was just leaving.

- Come on, have a beer with us.

The soccer match is on.

- I can't.
- I have an appointment.

- Take care of yourself.

- Bye, Jeanne.

Please, tell Felicie
to come to visit us.

Yeah.

- Augustin, what's going on?

- Mom.

- Hi, Mom.

- Mom, Yves Andre was saying
bad words again.

It's not true, Mom.

I swear,
I was just telling him a joke.

- He's lying.
- He said, "fuck."

Marcus, please,
I hate that word.

It's happening, isn't it?

I knew I shouldn't
have listened to you.

We should have gone a long time
ago, to Kenya or Senegal.

I don't know, but...
- I'm in the military.

This is our home.

- Sorry, but tell me,
how can I call this home

when I'm living
in constant fear, Augustin?

I lost already
most of my family in '92.

It's only us now.

- I can't just get up and run.

Abandon everything?
What?

- We should have brought
Anne-Marie back sooner.

- Anne-Marie's safer in the
countryside than here in Kigali. Come on.

- Come on, wake up!

Nobody's safe in this country.

You have seen
the Bahutu Ten Commandments?

Somebody put it on my desk
today at the hospital.

They even underlined
number seven.

"The Rwandese Armed Forces
should be exclusively Hutu.

No member of military
shall marry a Tutsi."

- Jeanne.

Jeanne.

- Now I'm talking
about our children's lives.

If anything happens,
they will let us all die.

- Okay, Jeanne.

Just let me figure
something out.

For now, why don't you call
Anne-Marie and tell her to get ready?

- Hey, Marcus!

- This is your brother.

I'm sorry, I'm not
in the mood for it today.

- Augustin, it's a small country
and people talk.

- So now you think
I have joined the rebels?

- Of course not, not me.

But you must have said something
or done something.

- I'm doing
what I've always done.

- Well, that may not be
enough now, brother.

You need to be on the right side
of all of this.

- And what side is that?

Hutu Power over all your people
will drag this country over the edge.

- So you think the Arusha Agreement
will just solve all our problems?

Is that what you are saying?

If the Arusha
Agreements go into effect,

I will probably lose my job to a Tutsi,
so either way I am screwed.

- That is why we are
against the Agreement,

so that hard working Hutus
like yourself

don't have to stand
aside for anybody.

- No, for you it's about power,
gaining power.

Augustin,
the Agreements are dead.

The president has made too many
concessions under foreign pressure.

If you really want to know,
my dear brother, this is a fatal mistake.

- Honoré, are you talking
about a coup?

- Augustin, this is war.

- The same is true, brother.

Even wars have rules.

They cannot justify the
slaughter of innocent people.

Your extremist friends have
dragged this country into hell.

- Thanks to the support
of our French friends,

we have Kalashnikovs
from Albania.

Israel Uzis.

Czech grenades.

M-16 rifles from the USA.

Guns and ammo from Egypt.

Captain Muganza,
give me a hand, please.

- Machetes?

- Machetes, Captain.

From China.

You have a problem with that?

- It's not in the manifest.

- So what?

They're here, and we have
plenty of farmers out there

who need to go to work.

Our people need to go to work.

- Captain.

Mon Colonel.

Our president has become soft!

He makes a cabinet of Inyenzis.

We have to make them fear death.

They call us
Hutu Power extremists

because we will not
accept their dictates.

So be it!

Tension is
mounting in Rwanda despite...

There are signs
of the cease-fire

between the existing
Hutu government of Rwanda

and the mostly Tutsi
rebel forces

of the Rwandan Patriotic Front,
or RPF, is about to fail.

Special envoy
Assistant Secretary of State.

Prudence Bushnell traveled
to Rwanda two weeks ago

in a last effort
to bring President Habyarimana

to implement the agreements,
an agreement they say gives too much power

to the Tutsis and the RPF.

This may also well be
the last chance for peace.

And so... Bedtime.

- Okay, come on, boys,
lights out.

Mom?

- Why do they call us
cockroaches?

- Because they don't know
any better, sweetheart.

- Dad, what are we?

Hutu or Tutsi?

Don't you know anything?

Papa's a Hutu.
Mama's a Tutsi.

- It's okay, Yves Andre.

He can ask.

I am a Hutu, so you are a Hutu.

In our tradition,
the father's origin decides.

- So when I grow up,
my ID card will say Hutu.

Yes.

But one day, I hope
it will just say Rwandan.

Okay.

Bedtime.

Good night.

- Good night.
- Sweet dreams.

- I can't see anything.

- Augustin.

They've just announced that the
president's plane was shot down.

- Pack a few things
for the kids.

We have to leave Kigali tonight.

- We ask all Rwandese people not
to succumb to this terrible tragedy.

We ask the armed forces
to stay vigilant.

We want security for all.

- Augustin, I can't get
Anne-Marie on the phone.

- Keep trying.

Who's there?

It's me, Xavi.

- Augustin, it's terrible.

They're shooting everybody.

There's dead people
on the street.

- Felicie and I were
picking up some food

from Nando's restaurant
when we heard the explosion.

They are going house by house,
pulling people out.

- Augustin, let's go.
- No.

There are roadblocks all over.

- No, we leave, we walk
into the mouth of the lion.

- Where do you think we are now?

- We can't get trapped
in Kigali.

- At least the UN is here.
- I mean...

- Augustin,
they're killing the neighbors.

- Okay, come on.
- Come on!

Mr. Vilbur.

My wife and children will feel
so much safer in your house.

- I would be risking
the lives of my own family.

I must ask you to leave.

- Mr. Vilbur, please,
just one night.

No.

- At least... at least take
the women and the children.

- Just the women and children.

One night.

- This is all you have?

- H... hello?

Yes, you must help me.

It's the fifth time I've called.

I must reach Anne-Marie.

Yes, I'm her father.

Then can I speak
to the head priest?

They hung up.

Kurt Cobain's body was found

inside a garage apartment
adjacent to his Seattle home

dead of an apparently
self-inflicted shotgun wound.

Back-to-back
home runs in the sixth inning

to turn a one-run deficit
into a one-run lead.

Wednesday's sharp gains,
Dow Jones Industrial Average closed up...

Lionel, thanks for coming.

- I'm sorry.
- Sure.

- So what are you getting
through your channels?

Our intel is practically nil.

- Yeah, we don't have anything,
either.

It's still night over there,
so no one knows what's really going on.

All we know for sure
is that a plane was shot down

and the president of Rwanda
is dead.

So is the president of Burundi
who was along for the ride.

- What's your best guess
as to who shot the plane down?

- Could be anybody, really.

Rebels, Hutu extremists,
French mercenaries, who knows?

The presidential guard won't
let anyone near the crash site.

- Well, they're probably
the ones who shot it.

This is "NBC Nightly News,"

reported by Brian Williams.

- Good evening,
fighting is going on tonight

in the small African nation of Rwanda,
and there is growing concern

about getting the Americans
and other foreigners there...

Killings and looting
have been reported

following a suspicious plane
crash... This morning say

three Rwandan
government ministers

opposed to the late president
have been kidnapped.

United Nations and the press
to keep well away from their war,

which leaves the UN
in an impossible position.

We'll escort you back
at the UN headquarters.

- Out of the question.

I need to talk
to the commanding officer.

- I am the commanding officer.

Put down your guns.

- We have five men down.
- I repeat, five men down.

We don't know where
they're trying to taking us.

Am I clear enough?

You don't understand!

We're going to be lynched.

Over.

- We know the prime minster
is here!

- Here I am.

- Come with us, madam!

- Take me
to your commanding officer.

But please,
leave my children in peace.

- That's bullshit!

See, I'm telling you.
Number 82.

- Who is it?

Captain Muganza?

- Who wants to know?

Good morning, Captain.

We're securing the neighborhood.

- This neighborhood is secure.

Of course.

Could you open the gate?

If you just show us your ID card

and the cards of everyone else in
the house, we will be on our way.

- I just have my service pass.

- This won't do, Captain.

We need to see
your national ID card.

- Let me just go and...
- Wait.

Search the house.

- Listen, Muganza.

You're from Gitarama?

- My father was a businessman.

A Hutu businessman.

- I know.

I went to school
with your cousin Francois.

And I also know you
married a Tutsi woman.

- You can keep up your little
game for a little while longer.

But if I come back and you're still here,
I'll have no choice.

Let's go.

Check the list again.

- This way.

- Anne-Marie?

Anne-Marie, can you hear me?

- Yes, how are you, Papa?

I'm fine.

- And Mama?

She's, at the neighbors'
with your brothers.

- I'm scared.

I can hear the guns.

- You are safe there.

You're in a Catholic school.

Nobody can go in there.

- Papa, I have to go.

The other girls are waiting
for the phone.

Okay,
okay... You know I love you.

- I love you too, Papa.

Bye.

- Bye-bye.

- Girls.

Girls, calm down.

Please, all of you go
to your dormitory.

I need all of you to go
to your dormitories now.

Please, quickly.

- Martine.
- Quick.

- I need to speak with you.

- I'm sorry, Father,
we have a school full of terrified girls.

Martine.

This is a very difficult situation,
but we must do our duty.

We cannot harbor rebels.

We have to hand them over.

- Father.

These are not rebels.

These are girls;

Girls you have brought up
as your own daughters.

Now you would put them out?

- What can I do, my child?

We cannot protect all of them.

I do not have the power
to change this situation.

We must pray.

We do not want
another Mogadishu.

We don't want our boys
dragged naked in the streets.

Congress won't have it.
The Pentagon won't have it.

The president won't have it.

Sir, we're only 48 hours into
this and we already have reports

of over 10,000 women
and children already killed,

and they're not just killing
Tutsis.

They're targeting
moderate Hutus.

Prudence, what is
our vital interest in Rwanda?

- If there is a crisis,
it could destabilize the entire region.

May I?

I appreciate the human tragedy.

- Here. "If the killing
in Rwanda starts",

"the best-case scenario
estimates 20,000 dead.

The worst-case scenario
could exceed 500,000."

It's January 25, 1994.
CIA report.

That's just nine weeks ago, sir.

- I don't want to talk
about any CIA report again.

- Since the crash
of the president's plane,

the situation in Rwanda has
very quickly become unstable.

I just spoke
with the ambassador,

and he reports that the fighting
is largely between

the Rwandan military forces
and the Rwandan Patriotic Front.

- Have any Americans been hurt
or are they being targeted?

- No, Americans are not being
targeted at this time,

and clearly we are very concerned
with the approximately 255 Americans

that are in the region.

- What about
the international community?

The Belgians, the French?
How many could you get out?

- Let me put this in context.

There is fighting
and there is chaos.

There is no date.
There's no time.

We are looking into ensuring
the safety of all American citizens.

- Define the protection
the Rwandan military is giving

to the U.S. citizens.

- Again, the Rwandan military
forces are in the middle of firefights

with the Rwandan Patriotic Front,
or the RPF.

It is not high on their list
of priorities

to take care of the American
citizens at this point.

- The rebel forces,
are they Tutu or Hutsi?

- Hutu and Tutsi.

- Which ones are the good guys?

Hello.
It's me.

Augustin?

Christ, I've been trying
to call you.

The lines are jammed.

I can't get through.

Listen, I need your help.

I'm stuck here with Xavier.

Jeanne and the kids are
next door with the Belgian guy.

I need to get them
out of the city.

- You need to worry
about yourself, brother.

Do you know that I found your name
on the list as a Tutsi sympathizer?

I buried it, but it won't
stay that way for long.

You should be happy
I'm saving your neck.

- And my family?

- I am your family.

I can do no more.

I warned you.

- I know.
- I know.

You were right.

- Damn right I was.

So what do you want?

Take care of your own duty, man.

- Honoré, listen.

I beg you.

Take my family,
Jeanne... Jeanne and the boys

to the Hotel Mille Collines.

They will be protected.

Do you... you can get
through the roadblocks.

People know you.

- I don't like it.
- I don't trust him.

We're not even sure
if he's coming.

- He's my brother.

- If I can get you and the boys
to the Hotel Mille Collines,

you will be safe.

And Anne-Marie,
she will be safe at her school.

We will all be safe.

I don't know
what else we can do.

- Where are they?
- We need to leave now.

- Brother.

- Listen, the guards are getting
seriously drunk at the roadblocks.

Who is this?

- Felicie, Xavier's fiancée.

- You said wife and children.

- She is family.

Oh, I presume she's a Tutsi too?

Come on, boys, get in the car.

- They'd never ask.

- What?

- Honoré won't take Felicie.

- If I'm a problem...
- Everybody goes.

- Listen, Augustin...
- Felicie, get in this car.

You too, Augustin.
Let's go.

- Honey, I'm staying.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm going to join you later.

- We have to go.
- Augustin, get in this car.

- I can't.

- Augustin, tell her.

Jeanne, listen to me.

- I'm not going anywhere
without you.

- Listen to me, Jeanne.

His name was on the list.

- My God.
- Jeanne, Jeanne, Jeanne.

- No!
- Jeanne.

- Jeanne, Jeanne, Jeanne.
- No!

Don't worry about me.

- Augustin, we need to go now.

- Please, Augustin.
- No, no, no, no.

- You need to get back in the car.
- Mom.

- If something happens...
- No.

- It's going to be fine.
- Papa.

We don't want to go.

- Look, look.
- Go back in the car?

Come on, do it.

Do it.

- Augustin, we need to go.

- Jeanne.

You need to get in the car.

- Come on, boys.
- Get in the car.

- I know.
- I know.

Okay.

Go.

Okay.

Papa will be fine?

I'm a soldier.

What are you doing?

- We don't tempt the devil.

- I thought everyone knew you.

- I am not alone.

- Shit.
- What?

- That was not there before.

Hey, stop the car.

- Yes, I work for Radio RTLM.

Hey!

Yes.

- Oh, I'm so silly.

We were just going to the
supermarket and I left them home,

but we were in such a hurry with
the children and the new curfew.

- Listen, brother,
just give us a break, okay?

- Hey, chief.

- What's going on here?

- Everybody out!

- Listen.
- I am a party member.

I am authorized to take
this woman to run some errands.

Listen, let me call
Colonel Sotori.

He can sort this out, okay?
He'll clear this up.

- This is not good.

- What's not good, Mommy?

- Nothing.

I just want your uncle
to hurry up.

- Yes.

, this is Honoré Botera.

I'm here at the roadblock
on Rue de l'Hopital.

No, sir, they won't let me pass.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

They are my family.

Yes, sir.

Of course, sir.
You know I work for the party.

Of course.

For the cause, always.

He wants to talk to you.

Yes, sir.

Okay, sir.

- Okay.

Lock the doors!

Oh, my God.

Stay down!

- Stop it.

- Name?

- Augustin Muganza.

- Name of detainee?

- Botera.

- He'll be right with you.

- No, I can't.

- I'm sorry?

- I thought that... no, I can't.

- He's on his way.

Why don't you tell him yourself?

The visit would do him good.

- No.

Please tell him I had to leave
on emergency.

Sorry.

Damn.

- You get that thing to work?

- Yeah.

- So what's wrong?

- I saw a military truck
heading to the French school.

They must be rounding people up
for an evacuation like in '92.

I mean... if we can get there,
we have a chance.

- There are too many roadblocks.

- No, it's not that far.

- It's a million miles,
Augustin.

I say we just lay low.

This... thing
can't last forever.

- They said your name
on the radio.

You heard my name on the radio?

- Look, we can get
through the roadblocks.

They're not trained soldiers.

We don't have a choice.

The roadblock on the left.

They seem drunkest.

Shall we?

- Let's do it.

Oh.

Push.

- Back up.
- Go! Go!

- Why can't we get into there?

- Too late!

Sorry, we have orders.

- Please!

Move!

- Get in the car.

- Out of the car.
- We're with the convoy.

- Everybody out!
- Everybody out!

Show me your papers.

- Hey, hey, hey.

We are with the convoy.

Ask the officer over there.

He will tell you.

Where?

Move these obstacles away.

We have to go.

- Hey, Lieutenant.

Sil vous plait, Lieutenant,
he doesn't believe I am with you.

We are in the same convoy.

- What do you mean?

- Is he with you?

- The same convoy.

- Shut up.

Let the white man talk.

Are these people with you?

- Our convoy is the Jeeps
and the trucks.

I'm sorry.
I have orders.

Only expatriates.

Go!
Go!

- Xavier Miango?

Who is Xavier Miango?

- I am.

- Aren't you the traitor Xavier Miango
we've heard about on the radio?

- I don't know what you mean.

- Move over with that group.

Everybody else get off.

Get off.
Get off. Get off.

- What's wrong with you?
- Move over.

Forget something?

I can speak for this man.

He is loyal.
He is a good soldier.

- The army is filled
with traitors.

- Then I will take him
to the headquarters myself.

- You want to help?

You want to help?

- Give him a machete.

- No.

- We don't waste bullets
on cockroach traitors.

Augustin.

Augustin!

- Xavier.
- Xavier.

Miango.

Miango.

Stand up!

- Come on, let's go.

Let's go. It's not gonna help.
Let's go.

- Hey! Hey!
- Let's go, let's go, let's go.

- Hey!
- It's not gonna help.

He's dead.

- Colonel Bagosora, this is
Assistant Secretary Bushnell.

- Mrs. Bushnell,
what a wonderful surprise.

I regret we didn't meet during
your last visit in Kigali.

Sir, I'm calling to advise you

that we view the situation
very seriously.

President Clinton
is very concerned.

- How kind of the president
to be thinking of me.

- We have received reports
that there has been...

- The UN reports
are very exaggerated.

There has been some trouble,
and naturally we have to defend our people.

- You must take action
to change the course of events.

- But it's the rebels.

They attacked us,
and now the people

have risen up
to defend themselves.

- Colonel, we know who's
perpetrating these killings.

- You can see all the way
from Washington?

Mrs. Bushnell,
if there was a cease-fire

we might be able
to do something,

but now the situation
is very difficult.

Very difficult, madam.
You can't imagine.

- No, you do not need a cease-fire
to stop this hate radio broadcast,

Monsieur Bagosora.

If you do not stop the killing,
there will be consequences.

- Really?
- You will send the Marines?

We have no oil here.
We have no diamonds.

We have nothing you need
in Rwanda.

Why would you come?

- If you do not cease
the killings, I promise you,

you will be held
personally responsible.

- I will see what we can do.

How is she?

- Father.

Where are my boys?

Where are they?

We found you at the doorstep.

You were alone.

- I have to go
to find my children.

I can't stay here.

I have to look for them.

Mathilde, you have to help me,
please.

- Of course, Jeanne.

- Where did you last leave them?

- Oh, my God.

I don't know.

I don't know.

My babies.

What happened to my babies?

- I have scrutinized the words
and listened to the radio tapes.

It is true that my client here
admits his moral guilt,

but where is freedom of the press,
or freedom of expression?

He was a journalist,
a man of letters, an intellectual.

Did anybody actually see
my client butchering people?

The prosecutor here talks
of criminal conspiracy.

This is not Nuremberg,
Madam Prosecutor.

Is he a criminal because he
stood on a political principle?

Where is the blood
on my client's hands?

- Can you play soccer?

- No.

- I can teach you.

- Hello, Mommy.

So did you see Honoré?

- No.

- You're not going to.

- I don't think I can hear
what he has to say to me.

- I know it's not easy.

- You don't understand.

This thing doesn't make sense.

They're all here.

Everybody that planned genocide
is here.

I saw Bagosora here.

They get full meals,
they get AZT medicine

while rape victims are dying
of AIDS.

It's like a fucking health club.

- Well, I guess the killers
are the stars of the show.

- Is this what this is?

A show?
A big show?

- We need the tribunals.

I know they have their shortcomings,
but it's a way to get through it,

a way to move on.

- It's a way for everybody to wash
their hands so nobody has to feel bad

so we can pretend
there was justice.

Where is our dignity?

- So how are we going
to move forward?

I'm fighting too, Augustin.

I keep seeing Anne-Marie's
face and the faces of all my girls.

What is it
that you want me to do?

Am I alone in this?

- No, you are not alone,
Martine.

I'm trying.

I'm here and I'm trying.

- Augustin, I got the results.

It's a boy.

Why don't you come in?

The girls are here.

They're waiting for you.

- No, I can't.

Why don't you come?

What's wrong with you?

Come!

- No.

- Run to the dormitory.

Quickly, quickly!
Run. Run, girls!

- Quickly, girls, quickly!

Inside, inside.

- Okay, girls, girls,
listen to me.

Come, listen.

Now, they... They're going to
ask you for your identity cards.

They want to separate us.

They want all Tutsis
to come out.

I can't do this.

- I'll go, mistress.

- If Isa goes... I'll go.

- I'll go.

- I'll go.

- I'll go.

- I'll go.

We're sisters.

We're staying together.

- Please do something.

They're killing everybody.

We're sisters.

Okay.

Do you understand the choices
that you are making?

Do you understand?

- Somebody help me!

- Hutus here, Tutsis there.

Hutu girls behind me.

All Inyenzis over there.

Now.

I'll not say it again.

- We're staying together.

- No, please, please.

Please.

Think of them
as your own daughters.

Please.

- My daughter
is not a cockroach.

- Mistress.

Mistress.

These are the most
recent sat photos from Kigali.

You can see here and here we
have clear evidence of mass killing.

These are freshly dug
mass graves.

Well, at this point, honestly,

our list of possible actions
is pretty short.

But if we can adequately back
up the remaining 400 UN troops,

we can probably save some lives.

- It's for damn sure we're not
going to put in any of our soldiers.

There's no political will.

- Well, look, at the rate
that we've been arguing this,

there won't be anybody left
to save.

- That's fine for you to say, Pru,
but you know it's not Mogadishu.

Everyone in this sweat shop
knows it's not Mogadishu.

But up on the Hill,
Somalia's written all over it.

- So we're talking
in circles here.

If we can't get
any additional UN support,

then we need some fresh ideas.

- I'm on it.

What's happening with the
proposition to jam Radio RTLM?

- We checked.
- Too expensive.

- Oh, come on.

Our lawyers say it's against
international laws to jam radios.

You know, something about freedom
of the press, freedom of speech.

- Yes, it's against
international laws to jam radios

but not to exhort
massive slaughter.

Come on, we are talking
about hate radio here.

Let's not lose our perspective.

Radios don't kill people.

People kill people.

God.

Anne-Marie.
Wake up.

Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie.

Victorine.

Victorine, come on.

Come on.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up, please.

Oh, dear God.

Oh, dear God.

Oh, dear God.

God.

Wake up.

Anne-Marie.

One more time.

Just a little bit.

One last step.

Let's go.

Come, Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie.

One last step.

Please, please, help us.

Help us.

Fax this to the White House,

and don't forget to save
comments and copies for the UN.

- Okay.

- Any news?

- I'm very sorry, Augustin.

No news.

Nobody has seen Jeanne
or the children.

We have been trying.

And we'll keep trying.

- Alphonse Mugina from Mussange?

Virginia, are you here?

Robigo!

Where is he?

Robigo, come on out!

- You should get some rest.

- I'm fine, Father Salomon,
I'm fine.

Robigo Mathieu,
you can come out.

Soldier, take him out.

- Out.

- Hokum.

- Let's go.

- Who is this man?

- He's Hutu.

He's just a foolish taxi driver.

He got hurt trying to protect
some Tutsi infiltrator in his car.

But he is Hutu.

- And I need a better list.

- I'll work on it.

- I need more names.

And I need them by tomorrow,
understand?

Yes, officer.

- You still can't remember?

- A big, black hole.

I barely remember.

Roadblocks.

Militias.

I can see Honoré, their uncle.

Marcus was
at the back of the car.

- And?

Nothing.

Pain.

- Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie.

I can't move her.

- Anne-Marie.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

What's the difference between
acts of genocide and genocide?

Well, I think the, as you know,
there's a legal definition of this.

There has been a lot of discussion
about how the definition, you know,

applies under the definition
of the genocide...

Of genocide contained
in the 1948 Convention.

If you're looking at that as... for your,
determination about genocide,

not... clearly not all
of the killings

that have taken place
in Rwanda, are,

killings of that to which
you might apply that label.

But it's... as to the
distinctions between the words,

we're trying to call
what we have seen so far,

as best as we can
and based, again,

on the evidence, we have
every reason to believe

that acts of genocide
have occurred.

How many acts of genocide
does it take to make genocide?

Alan, that's just not a question
that I'm in a position to answer.

What is an act
of genocide, Christine?

- As defied... defined in
the 1948 Genocide Convention,

the crime of genocide occurs
when certain acts are committed

against members of a national,
ethnic, racial,

or religious group with the
intent of destroying that group

in whole or in part.

The relevant acts
include killing,

causing serious bodily har...
bodily or mental harm,

and deliberately inflicting
conditions of life

calculated to bring about
physical destruction of the group.

So wait a minute,
you said genocide... what...

- That is the definition
in the 1948 Convention.

- Of genocide.
- Of genocide.

Okay, so you say genocide
happens when certain acts happen,

and you say that these acts
have happened in Rwanda,

so why can't you say
that genocide has happened?

Victorine.

Victorine.

The Lord is my shepherd.

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

I shall not want.

He leadeth me
through green pastures.

He leadeth me
through green pastures.

And even as I fear to walk through
the valley of the shadow of death...

- And even as I fear to walk...
- To walk. - Through the valley.

- Through the valley.
- Of the shadow.

- Of the shadow.
- Of death.

As I fear... Victorine, come.

Even as I fear.

- Even as I fear.

- To walk.
- To walk.

- Through the valley
of the shadow of death.

Victorine.
Come on.

Are you there?

Can you hear me?

You know... No.

Did I... did I tell you
that I have a wife?

Yes.

But we... We're not married.

But we live together.

And... and she's pregnant.

It... it's a boy.

Her name... her name is Martine.

My name is Valentine.

You're a survivor, aren't you?

- Yes.

Are you... are you
testifying for the tribunal?

- No.

I'm visiting somebody.

Are you?

Testifying?

I'm... I'm a secret witness.

I... I testify tomorrow.

Would you... would you come?

Yes,
but you... you won't be able to see me.

I'll know that you're there.

The first one, he took my baby
off my back and put it on the floor.

He penetrated me.

He kept me until... he
had me a second time.

Later, I don't remember
exactly, but...

the Interahamwes held us
in another room.

And they raped all the girls.

A young man threw himself on me.

When he was taking off his pants

he told me there is no place
for me now,

that the government
had abandoned us.

After that,
he did humiliating things to me.

He didn't even care
that I was a mother.

I heard the young girls scream,
but I could not see them.

When the second man was finished,
a third one came and he forced me

to lie down again.

He raped me.

At that moment,
I just wanted to die.

Then a fourth man
came and... he took me.

At that moment I thought,
"God in heaven, who are these men?"

- I'm sorry,
but can you tell us what happened next?

- The next day,
the Interahamwes came

and they made us come
back to that house.

But they had to drag me there
like a dead person.

I was dead.

- Where was the defendant?

Was he in the Cultural
Community Center during this time?

- Yes.

I knew that he was the leader
of the municipality.

I felt that he could have protected us,
but he did nothing.

- Did the defendant personally
participate in the rapes?

- I never saw him rape anybody.

But... he didn't protect us.

He would tell the Interahamwes,

"Don't ever ask me anymore
how a Tutsi woman tastes."

He was a coach
encouraging his players.

I heard him say... and these were
his exact words...

"Tomorrow they will be killed."

Please, go on.

The next day on the street,
an old woman told me

that all the girls who had
been with me had been killed.

She told me I had to leave.

I could barely carry my baby,
but I left.

I hid in a sorghum field.

- May I ask, why did you make what
must have been a difficult decision,

to come to Arusha
and testify in this tribunal?

I saw what this man did,
and I felt responsible to testify

about this man's betrayal of the
people who were entrusted to him.

When a person leads assassins,
he is also an assassin.

Rebel units in the southwest

are tightening their grip on the
government stronghold at Gitarama,

capturing a key military base
at Nyanza

about 40 kilometers
south of Gitarama

and cutting the government's
main supply route.

The United Nations says

the main government strongholds
in the Rwandan capital, Kigali,

have fallen to the rebel
Rwanda Patriotic Front.

No matter what history will say
of these unprecedented events,

one must acknowledge
that it is the RPF troops

that ultimately stopped
the genocide.

Western support has been slow
to nonexistent.

The commander
of the Rwandan Patriotic Front,

General Paul Kagame,
has declared a cease-fire.

Speaking in the capital Kigali,
he said the RPF had won the war

and now controlled
the whole country

except for the French-patrolled
area in the southwest.

General Kagame said his forces
had a right to go anywhere

but that he would try
to avoid confrontation.

Hundreds
of thousands of Hutu refugees

flee the advance
of the RPF troops.

These refugees have participated
in the killing of a now-estimated

800,000 of their countrymen.

The fleeing government forces
are using them as a protective shield.

- We're calling the operation
Support Hope.

General Jack Nix will lead it
from Zaire.

We have army units on the ground
distributing water for the refugees

and we have
half a million tents.

- On the political side, John?

- Well, the French
are working overtime

to try and save what's left
of the old regime,

and the UN is
in full damage control mode.

You should know
that the White House

is very pleased with your quick
response to the refugee crisis

and Congress is rallying
'round the flag.

- It's too bad the CNN factor
didn't kick in a little sooner.

- Anybody else?

Thanks, folks.

Thank you, everybody.

Well, I guess that's it.

- Prudence, our mission
was not to intervene.

Well, the system functioned
perfectly.

Few years down the road,
the president will ask for forgiveness,

he'll make the promise
of "never again."

But in terms of national interest,
we did everything right.

- We were loyal to a policy that
allowed hundreds of thousands of people

to be killed.

As far as moral imperative,
we did not do the right thing.

- We're bureaucrats,
not the political leadership.

- Is it because
they're Africans?

- Let's not do that, Pru.

It was Rwandans
killing Rwandans.

I don't... I don't recognize
this city anymore.

- I'm looking for my daughter.

She attended.

Anne-Marie.

Anne-Marie Muganza.

Honoré.

- Augustin.

I see
they are treating you well.

Some say too well.

Brother, it has been
a long time.

- They say you were in Italy
when they arrested you.

- Yes.

Italy.

Zaire, Angola.

I was on the run for three years
before they caught up with me.

I didn't know if I was going
to see you again.

So why did you come?

- Because you asked me to.

- Augustin, why are you here?

Are you going to be
like everybody else?

They come in here to parade
their good conscience around

as if it's a crown.

Look around you.

There's no one here
to applaud you.

- I didn't... I didn't
accuse you of anything.

- I already stand accused.

I'm ready to hear what happened.

- I don't think you're
ready for this.

- I want to hear it.

I want to hear it.

We managed to get
through some of the roadblocks.

I knew the game.

But the military roadblock
was another matter.

Yes, sir.

Colonel Sotori.

This is Honoré Botera.

I'm here at the roadblock
on Hospital Road.

No, sir, they won't let me pass.

I tried to negotiate with them,
so I called Colonel Sotori.

He was under a lot of pressure.

And he said to me,
"I cannot help you,"

and I would have to go.

And Jeanne and the kids
would have to go into custody.

When I handed the phone
over to the lieutenant,

they were speaking
a different language.

Everybody out!

Okay.

Lock the doors!

- Mom!
- Mom!

- Stay down!

- No, please.

Guys, stop it.

They're just kids.

Little kids.

She's just a woman.

- You don't need to do this.
- You cannot do this.

It's just a little boy.

They're Hutu children.

They're ours.

They're ours.

Please, they are just...
- Let the boys go.

- You don't have to do this.
- I'll give you money.

I'll give you money.

- No!
- Mommy!

Listen, stop.

Stop it!

- And Jeanne?

They were so busy burning my
car... That I think they forgot her.

So I pushed her into the ditch
to hide her body.

But later that night,
I came back when the street was deserted.

She was still breathing.

Fucking savages.

Fucking savages.

The best I could do
was a church.

The Sainte-Famille.

I thought she would be
safe there.

I called, I knocked,
but they wouldn't open.

So I left her there by the gate.

It wasn't until I was in exile
that I knew of her fate.

- I've got to find Augustin.

- Maybe he's still at the house.
- Jeanne, I am afraid...

She learned that you were
alive at Hotel Mille Collines.

I was desperate to reach you.

After a horrific night,
they decided to kill all the women.

- Do you think I'm afraid
to die?

She was very brave.

- Go!

- Jeanne, my dear, please.

Yes, it's April again.

Every year in April,
the rainy season starts.

- Hey, that's enough.
- You're gonna catch cold.

- Valentine?

- Augustin?

- I'm glad you exist.

I was beginning to think
I dreamt you.

- I'm very real.

- You leave today?

- Yes, tonight.

On the late flight.

Thank you.

Good-bye, then.

- Good-bye.

Hey, say good-bye to our friend.

Let's go.

Go change your clothes.

And every year,
every day in April,

a haunting emptiness descends
over our hearts.

Every year in April,
I remember how quickly life ends.

Every year in April, I remember
how lucky I should feel to be alive.

On April 12, 1994,
my wife Jeanne was killed.

In that same month of April,
my sons Marcus and Yves Andre

were also killed.

My friend Xavier was killed
in April.

My daughter Anne-Marie
was killed sometime later,

but I never asked when.

- Lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, the power,
and the glory, for ever and ever.

Amen.

I was there.

I'm a survivor.

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