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- Is that your father?

Then it's your grandfather.

His head looks familiar.

(In Arabic)
A bearded man.

Muslim Brother .

- He is Jewish.

- Jewish?

What's wrong with you?

(In Arabic)
Be careful.

You'll get in trouble
with the neighbors.

- He's my boss.

- Your boss?

- This goes upstairs.

- Say Imam, can I wear varnish
during Ramadan?

- What's the problem?

- And if it penetrates
the edge of my nails?

- Do not eat or drink
between sunrise and sunset,

that's what Ramadan is all about.

- Amel!

Amel!

Amel!
- Yes?

- Where's your lazy daughter?

- What now?
- Look.

It's the report card of someone
who's taking the baccalaureate.

In 3 months, that?
- Have you seen her?

- I'm Olfa's bodyguard now?

- But what are you good for?

- Give me a raise
and I'll tell you where she is.

- She'll get her high school diploma.

- This is your fault.
You're too nice to her.

- Olfa, what are you doing here?

- You, what are you doing here?

I hear you've come to live here.

- Do you have a problem with that, too?

What the hell is that?

- Are you on the run?

- Look at this mess!

- Did you do something stupid in Paris?

That's for sure, otherwise
you wouldn't have come back.

All Arabs are thugs,
in France.

But I don't see you
robbing a bank.

- I came to work here.

- There is no work here.

- I set up my practice
on the roof.

- Your practice? In this hole?
- Yes.

- Go ahead, you can tell me.
You killed a patient?

- That's it.
- You're pregnant.

You're pregnant with a patient.
- What an imagination!

- So you're using drugs.
It has to be.

- What's wrong with you?
Aren't you happy?

- You bet! This is the worst
news of my day.

I was counting on you
to go to France, after the baccalaureate.

- You don't need me.

- My parents won't let me.

- Thank you very much, this is mine.

- Can I keep it?

- Yes, keep it.

- You won't last.

- They won't bother you,
it's on the roof.

- Say something, it's your niece!

- Do you believe in this thing?

You think the Arabs are going to pay
to come and see her?

Like: "I'm sick,
I need to talk."

- Anything.
- You will see.

Yes, that's right.

- You can't bring in
fools.

I have 3 daughters.
Olfa is of childbearing age.

She has fair skin.

- We are not in Europe.

We have God,

we don't need this bullshit.

I give you 2 weeks. After that...

You will beg me
to drive you to the airport.

"Practice", you bet!

Keep moving, brother!

We are not going to spend the night there!

Move!

What the hell are you doing!

Take your hand off!

You'll get nothing,
even if you lick the glass.

- This isn't Coke.

- What do you mean it's not Coke?

- Give me that.

Shh! Nobody talks anymore.

That's enough!

- I'll continue on foot.

- It is beautiful.
- We didn't say that.

- Your father, my friend told me

that you needed
a practical car.

- You call that practical?

- It's almost new.

The queen of the road.

Look at all that
you can put in!

You can carry your whole house!

Women have a lot of things.
My wife as well.

- I don't care about your wife.

- I don't care either.

- How I drive this
with the traffic?

- It is practical, almost new.

She has a radio-cassette

with Tunisian hits.

Do you know Kamel's Car?

Kamel's car
rolls very smoothly

- You are going to give me back my deposit.
I want my money.

- Money? Me,
I want the rest of my money.

And here are the keys.

Say hello to your father.

Ask him why
he doesn't come to the village anymore.

Immigrant, go!

"My money," she says!

Kamel's car
rolls very smoothly

Very gently

(- Zohra!)

(Zohra!)

Zohra!

Zohra!

Zohra!

Zohra!

Zohra!

- Hajj!

- Zohra!

- Hajj!

Is everything okay?

- Yes.

I'm... I'll...

I can't find my glasses.

Good night.

- I'm not asking for guarantees.
Know that I exist.

- Don't you want to be a secretary?
- I'm talking to you!

- What?
- When do I come by?

- Do you have an appointment?
- I never take them.

- Sit down, then.

Big boy,
I first manage my compatriots

and I am yours.
- Will you talk about me?

- Yes, but don't dream,
It's not going to be a rush.

- I'll leave my card here.

- Take a number and wait.

- Listen to Mrs. Aïcha,
everyone leaves Baya's place happy.

We never go out of
Baya Center angry!

- It's a bit stiff, isn't it?

- Stiff? It's a blow dry.
That's the way it has to be.

Like chopsticks.

I don't want to offend you,
but when you came home,

the hair in a tussle,
she looked like a maid.

And with your outfit,
you look like a guy.

It's hard to imagine
that you're coming from Paris.

Where do you live in Paris?

- XVII. Do you know it?

- Of course, I know Paris.
Were you born there?

- No, I was born here.
I left when I was 10 years old.

- You know what?
As soon as you got home,

I saw that you had
an air of blédarde.

I have the eye.

Are you married?

- No.

- Why?

- Just like that.

- OK...

You're perfect.

Thank you.

- Baya, can I put up an ad,
in your salon?

- What kind of ad?

- I am a psychoanalyst.

I opened my practice in Ezzahra.

I would like to talk to the
customers of the salon.

A psychoanalysis practice here,
in Tunis?

- Yes.

- Do you think it's going to work?

- Yes, people
need to talk.

- That's for sure. Especially the Arabs,
we talk a lot.

Here, the clients,
they talk, talk, talk.

But when it comes time to pay,

they get a blow-dry,
beautiful like yours or highlights.

Or at the hammam,

they talk, they talk,
they break your head.

But they stand out,
they are all clean.

From your home, people,
what do they go out with?

- It depends. Everyone leaves with
something that belongs to him.

- How much does it cost?

It depends.

- "It depends". You need to change the disk!
What does it depend on?

- Everyone's situations.
I am adapting.

- We're going to do business.

I bring you the clients

and we're half and half.
Did you see those

neurotic skewers at the salon?

With me, you become a millionaire.

- No, Baya,
It doesn't work like that.

Come on!

Friends, silence!

Miss France has an announcement
for you all.

Go ahead. Tell them.

- Uh... Yes... Uh, um...

In fact...

It's a bit like a journey.

A journey within oneself,

which allows to find a
door out, to get better.

- And if I make this trip with you,

I won't have any more difficulties
in my life?

- No, the difficulties

will not disappear.

Psychoanalysis transforms
the nature of the difficulties.

Talking about it is already giving them

another status.

- Do you understand?

- If you have any questions.

- We will try. Thank you. Thank you.

- Why not?

- According to the trend,
the Islamist party Ennadha

would be in the lead with 40% of the votes.

This would ensure 60 to 65% coverage.
of the 217 seats in the Assembly.

- Your papers.

Ah! France.

But what is France doing
in a car like this?

Come on, get down.

- Let her go.

- What about the breathalyzer test?

- Which breathalyzer?
I didn't drink. I never drink.

- You never drink?

Tattoos and 404 Peugeot
and you never drink?

Come on,

be nice,
we have work to do.

- Can I give her a breathalyzer test?
- No, you can't.

Come on, move.

Come on, blow.

- Where is it?
What am I blowing into?

- Budget cuts.

- What?

- Budget cuts.

Come on, blow.

- But... I can't... I can't...

- Blow.

Harissa?

- Sorry.

- Hum...

- Can I go?

Okay, Dad, I'm going to hang up.

No, I haven't changed my mind.

You will call me every day
to ask me that?

No, I won't go home.

- Selma! You're wanted.

- Dad, I'll call you back.

- Hello!

It's Baya.

- Baya, you have a choice,
the couch or this armchair.

But this is my place.

- Well, what a welcome!

You think you'll succeed
by receiving your clients like this?

- They are not customers,
but patients.

And I prefer we speak formally,
not informally.

- To you alone,
I'll speak formally.

- We can speak Arabic if you want.

- My French is excellent.

- I'm not saying otherwise.

But if we speak French,
we speak formally.

Baya,

I ask you questions and
I will tell you how I work.

- No, no, no.
I'm going to leave.

I have inquired
on psychologists in Europe.

They say things,
they advise people.

You take it from the top...

You take your haughty air.

Postcolonial skulling machine.

It was a very bad idea

to come here today.

But what is it
all this mess here?

I came before them.

Beware if you build my case.

- You have an appointment
Thursday at 3 p.m.

Be punctual,
don't forget that she is French.

- Yes, of course.

Thank you, may God protect you.

You know, I'm exhausted.

- Please don't,
I don't want to know anything.

She's the doctor.

I already have enough problems
like this.

Honestly!

- So, you work
in a bakery?

- Yes. But I don't like
to talk about myself.

- Tell me what brings you here,
then.

- I need medication
and a medical certificate.

- I'm not a doctor.

I give no certificate
or medication.

- What are you for, then?

- Why you need
a certificate?

- Because I am sick.

- What do you have?

- I don't know.

- Can we try to understand?

- I don't want to understand.
I want a certificate.

- What are you doing here?
Who are these people?

- I am the assistant
of Mrs. Selma.

- Assistant ?

Of course.

- Do you have a problem with that?

You thought I would clean
your husband's vomit all my life?

- You know they're all deranged?

- You know, I have a lot of experience.
with disturbed people.

- What exactly do you do?

- I keep my knitwear
for the drafts.

- Get dressed. I'm not kidding.

- You want to play, huh?

- Get dressed and get out
or I call the police.

- I am sorry. I didn't understand.

I was told about a French woman,
a sofa and...

You understand...

- There are many things
that I want.

I want your jacket, for example.

I want your couch.

I want your house.

I want your brain.

- Go ahead and continue.

- What is this game?

- Go ahead. What else?

- I would like to know how to lie.

- Is that all?

- No, that's not all.

But if I start to tell you,
It will take years.

- Selma, be nice.

You smoke at home,
not in front of the girls.

- This is my home, Amel.

I don't understand this thing.

- Mourad and me,
we made a decision.

We'll get a lawyer.

We don't like your firm at all.

- You can't make me leave.
You are wasting your time.

Too bad. I wanted to invite you
to celebrate this good news.

- Invite us to celebrate
your departure.

[ Distant Clattering ]

My goodness,
what's going on?

Imam! Imam!

[ Banging on the door ]

[ Banging Continues ]

Mourad, the keys.

- The keys.

- What would you say to

a good hot dish

to give you back your strength?

- You are sure
to have seen nothing?

- I told you,
we didn't see anyone.

- Go up to the house instead,

lie down under the air conditioner.

- Which air conditioner?
The air conditioner is broken.

- Hajj. If you do not speak,
there's nothing we can do.

- Hajj, you don't want
a glass of water?

- Not that,
it's not good for your diabetes!

Bring him some water!
This poor man is in shock!

- No need to shout,
I'm going.

- He doesn't leave his house,

he never speaks, he hasn't
the air of eating a lot.

He attempted suicide,
I'm sure of it...

- Who are you?

- He shows signs of obvious depression.

- Are you a doctor?

Psychoanalyst.
I opened my practice here,

a few weeks ago.

- Really? Where?

- Up there, on the roof.

- You lived in France?

- Yes.

- And your husband followed you?

- I need a husband
to live here?

- No, I didn't say that...

- It is to know
if I am single.

- No, I'm just interested, that's all.

- I'm kidding you.

- I will come back
to finish questioning her.

- It's funny to see each other here again.

You were fed up
doing breathalyzer tests?

- Look, this place is a mess.

Tomorrow they will send me
to monitor the borders

or clean the ministry's washrooms.

Come on, I'll leave you to it.
Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Handsome!

Good evening,

miss.

- Hajj?

Salam.

This is for you.

- You shouldn't have.

- How are you doing?

- Very good.

- If you need whatever it is,
I'm right here.

- I don't need anyone.

Gnaouia ?

Thank you.

- I have everything in life.
Hamdullah.

I have a husband who makes a living.

And... I have a business that...
works very well.

I have a nice car in my name.

My son will be leaving soon
for Canada, to study.

And my mother, she has...

I have a mother who...

Why am I talking about her?

It's not important.

If I come, it's...

because I can't
to get rid of an urge to vomit.

Sometimes...

this bitter taste, it remains
in my mouth for days.

And then it disappears.

- Baya, you can explain to me...

the connection between your mother
and your nausea?

- There is no link.

The link, it could...
I'm talking nonsense...

- We will stop here.

- It's only been ten minutes.

- You were 20 minutes late.

- What?

I told you that I had to fire
the woman that was poking around in my car.

She steals my money,
what do I do?

Should I let it go?

I say to him:
"Wait, I have an appointment"?

- No problem.
We continue next week.

You can put the money
on the table.

- What? For ten minutes?

- I have explained the rules to you,
Baya.

- It is true,
I have no secrets from him.

- I'm not going to negotiate.

You wait outside.
She will tell you,

but I don't want to see you here.

- My son, listen to the lady.

Be nice, my boy.

I won't be long.

What a pot of glue!

A real leech.

- You still don't want
give me your name?

- Are we bugged?

There are microphones here.

Hold on...

You are an agent of the Mossad?

- Good evening.

May I?

He spoke when I told him
about your hypothesis.

- I told you so.

- He got angry
and of course he denied it.

"How dare you?
I am imam, I fear God".

You know...

I have a lot of respect
for your diplomas. Really.

But you don't know
how things are going here.

- I gave my opinion,
but it's none of my business.

- There are a lot of things
that you don't know.

In spite of your airs of...
of Parisian intellectuals.

- Really?

- Tell me what I don't know.

- Can I see your authorization,
for example?

- My what?

- The authorization of free practice.

- I don't have one.

- Wouldn't they call that
a missed deed?

Yet you practice
for the past few weeks.

You're the one who told me,
no?

- We don't care about this paper.

Who is going to come and check on me?

I hope that...

the State has other things to do.

- Of course.

You think you've landed
with the savages here, huh?

The jungle.

We have laws.

They must be respected.

- Just a moment...

I'm on my way.

It should be fine.

- I remind you that you must
suspend your activities.

- I even saw a witch
in Tataouine.

I have been told
that she worked miracles.

But it has been worse.
I started to dream about Putin.

I dreamed of Saddam Hussein,

of AI Assad,

of Mohammed VI...

Only Arab dictators.

And now I don't understand.
Why is there Putin?

Why?

Something can be done

so you can take it off?
You open it and take it off.

Get this shit out of my head!

Every time,
I'm the one who kisses them.

What have I done to God?

And the worst part is that I like it.
I love it!

I love it!

Ah but if I dream
of that bastard Bush...

I throw myself out the window.

Ah yes, there,
it's not even possible. It is...

- Ma'am?

Excuse me!

Madam!

Hello.

Excuse me...

Miss, sorry...

Uh... I, uh...

- You're French, right?

- Yes.

- Do you know about
lunch breaks in France?

- Sorry. I will wait.

Uh... The birth certificate...

This is the certificate
of nationality.

These are the copies
certified by the diplomas.

Here we go, with the originals.

- Bring me the water bottle,
there,

on my colleague's desk.

- Thank you. Oh, they forced
on the harissa, today!

- Are you going to be all right?

- Ah yes.
You know, I come from Nabeul.

And in Nabeul, one is raised to eat
harissa with a spoon.

After that, you go straight.

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

- My file, I mean,
You think he'll pass, don't you?

Inchallah.

- Please, yes or no?

- Inchallah, I say to you.

Ah, well...

Do you like lingerie?

It's beautiful, isn't it?

20 dinars the top.
Touch, it's padded.

And the stockings...

to 10 dinars.

For you, 30 for both.

Quality...

Look.

- Olfa!

- I beg of you,
don't say I'm here.

You have to listen to me.

- Olfa!

- What did you do?

- I beg of you.

- Olfa, may the plague take you away!

Olfa!

Have you seen my daughter?

- No, I just got home.

- She's going to drive me crazy, this kid!

- What did she do?

- Even to you, I am ashamed to say it.

- So, tell me.

- We spent an hour
at the principal's house.

They expelled her, that idiot.

Without money, they would have pressed charges.

- Why?

- What did she do?

Do you know what she did?

In the middle of a class
of Islamic education...

In front of the class, she did like this.

And she showed

her breasts to the professor.

I raised her as best I could.

I educated her well.

I paid attention to her friends.

I passed Islam on to her.
I talked to her

about the Quran.

What am I going to do with her?

Imagine, without Mourad's check,

she would be in front of the judge!

- I'll call her,
I'm sure she'll talk to me.

But you don't threaten her.
Promise me?

- I don't want her to be hurt. I really don't.

What a shitty life.

You are lucky.

- Here you go.

- No husband.

No children bothering you.

You can drink.

You smoke whenever you want.

You go out.

You have lovers.

- Stop it.

You're fantasizing now.

- Tell us about it!

You think I'm naive,
that I don't see?

You don't know how lucky you are.

I, in your place...

- Stop! I stop you

right now, there.

I'm waiting for someone here.
I'll call you.

- But tell me about it!

- There is nothing to tell.

- Yes, it is. Yes, it is.

You're too uptight.

You can trust me.
- I know.

- Freedom smells so good.

- Where did you get this?

Stop rummaging
in my business.

- I brought it to a buddy
to make a copy.

You don't need it anymore,
you're going back to being a nobody.

- How you can wear the veil

and show your breasts
to the Islamic education teacher?

- First, the teacher is a pervert
who keeps staring.

And secondly...
it's not a veil.

It's a hiding place.

This peasant woman from Baya did this to me.

I brought him a picture
of Rihanna, this is the result.

Why did you come home, Selma?

Everybody dreams of
getting the hell out and you...

You're taunting us.

Even a simple color,
they don't know how to do it.

- You can't imagine
all there is to do here.

- But there is nothing to be done.

- In Paris, I had two colleagues
in my building

and ten on my street.
I was useless there.

- You gave up your life.
Didn't you have a fiancé?

- No.

- Why?

- What, why?

I don't want a

man in my life.
I like solitude.

- How can you say that?

Kids are important.
I want some kids, myself.

- You do what you want.

- What about your mother?

Are you still angry with her?

- I never blamed her.

- You're doing
all of this for her?

- I'm telling your mother
before she calls the army.

- Can I sleep here with it tonight?

- Enough is enough.

Give it back to me.

- It's dead, like me, so I'm sleeping here.

- Olfa!

- Now I understand the interest
to lengthen the patients.

We can confess everything
in this position.

But...

It wouldn't work.
with our hard benches.

That's why we Arabs,
it's hard to talk.

It's a matter of comfort,
in fact.

Do you read the Quran?

- Does that surprise you?

- No.

- Yes, it surprises you.

- No, I assure you.

- You're thinking:

how can this tattooed bachelor,
devoid of spirituality

have a copy
of the Quran in her home?

- Do you take me for a fool?

It's the new fashion, the bearded ones.

At least, yours looks friendly.

- He is anything but friendly,
in my opinion.

- Thanks again for the dish.

- Ms. Selma, can I have
your phone number?

If I have anxieties at night,
I could call you.

I will pay you,
I know this is a job for you.

- We already see each other three times a week.
That's enough.

We are making good progress.

Be serene.

- I know, Mrs. Selma.
But it is very little.

I don't have the time
to tell you everything.

- We have to stop there.
I will take you home.

- You are too hard on me,
Ms. Selma.

I searched
in my sister's clothes.

I stole some of her clothes again.

- We start again next week.

- OK. Good evening, Mrs. Selma.

It is hard.
Is she hard on you too?

- Very hard.

- I swear, it's too much.

- Take care of yourself.

- Thank you.

- I hope he won't swallow
any medication.

Without authorization,
it will be difficult to explain.

- You don't take me seriously.

- No, I'm asking you
to work within the rules.

- They're processing the file.
I was guaranteed that, at the Ministry.

- I can't figure out if you
are naive, idealistic or stupid.

- A bit of the 3...
Please let me work.

- You risk prison.

It is a state governed by the rule of law.
Do you know that?

- Rule of law? And that's me
who is... what is it?

Naive, idealistic and stupid?

- Earn your living differently,
in the meantime.

- Earn my living!

This is how I make my living.

- So, you're looking at prison
for a frying wage.

- It is a currency of exchange
like any other.

- Mmmh!

That's nice. Thank you.

- It was you who told me
to come back today.

- I know.

But Mr. Belhadj is still absent.

Sick leave.
I don't know what disease.

- How am I going to do it?
Do you know that I'm facing prison?

- Don't talk about misfortune.

- It's the first time I haven't
felt like slapping her.

I wrote down my dreams,
just like you told me.

I dream a lot, right after
my 4:00 a.m. insomnia.

Yesterday, I dreamt
that I was committing murder.

I was very scared because
I knew I was going to be arrested.

But when I woke up, I was soothed,

as if I had watched
a sunset.

Selma?

- Yes?

- What's up?

- Please continue.

- You're weird.

- Weird?

- Yes, you look at me normally.

- We will stop here.

- You're lucky.

- We're going to stop
for a few weeks.

I have to close the practice
temporarily,

for administrative matters

that have nothing to do with you.

- If it's a problem of space,
you come to my house.

I'll free up the waxing room for you.

- It's more complicated than that.

- What's up?

Don't worry,

It's going to be okay.

- We're going to stop
for a few weeks.

I have to close the practice
temporarily,

for administrative matters

that have nothing to do with you.

Sorry, I'm leaving!

- Please hurry.

- Ms. Selma,
you can't abandon me?

I am sorry
for what happened.

I was lost at the time.

You are not my style.

- How did you find me?

- Are you sick?
Dying?

- I have to clear the space.

- No, no, no.

Ms. Selma!

- No! No! Raouf!

How did you find me?
- I followed you.

I need to talk to you.

- I will find you a colleague.

- No, I only want to talk to you.

- If I continue,

I will be in trouble.

- No, you won't get in trouble,
I will protect you.

I do kung fu!
- What?

- I couldn't find

my first childhood memory.

- This is not the time.
We're not going to have a session.

We are in the car.

- I had put on a checkered dress
and we played.

I remember it
as if it were yesterday.

- No! Raouf!

Stand up.

- Guess who ruined it,
God damn that bastard.

The gardener.

- Straighten up.

Straighten up!
- No, no, no.

He told my father.

Afterwards, it is the black hole.

- Straighten up!

- I have to find that dress.
Will you help me?

You are not going to abandon me!
Please.

You won't let me down!

- Yes?

- Hello.

- Ah, Selma!

Excuse me.

- I will continue
my consultations

with some patients.
I would like you to look the other way.

- There was nothing before you.

Don't worry, everyone
is going to get their life back, I assure you.

- You don't get it.

- Of course,

I'm just a cop.

- And if I continue,
are you going to report me?

- I will do what I have to do.

Selma! Selma!

Hold on.

I hope you understand
my point of view.

I told you, no rules,
this country is going straight to the wall.

- Yes, I understand.

- Please wait.

Would... would you like to go out
one night, get something to eat?

- What do you mean by that?

- Well... It's not urgent...
Whenever you want.

- You caught me up to
ask me out?

- Yes.

- You're off the mark.

I ask you to close your eyes
on a detail

to prevent people from suffering.

And you want to take me
out to eat ice cream?

- You can just say no.
I am a big boy.

- You're a pervert, actually.

- Definitely?

- Fuck!

- Are you coming now?
- What's going on?

- I was not aware of this.

- Neither do I.

- Can you explain it to me?

- Don't you like it?
Is it her hair?

- What's your deal?

- We're getting married and we're going to live

in Paris or London.
He was born in Lyon.

- So what's the big deal?

- It's cool, he's French.
No need to drown.

In London, rather.

- Are you kidding me?

- Paris is a bit dead, isn't it?
You wouldn't be here otherwise.

- You can't marry him.

- Why?

- You know that very well.

- Because he's queer?

You've got the eye.

You're not a shrink for nothing.
Don't worry, we worked it out.

He lives his life, I live mine.

I thought you were
more open-minded.

Like, "I'm a shrink,

I live alone,
fuck the family."

But you judge, like the others.

- What are you doing now?
Stop eating and go to the living room.

- You let her do that?

- He's going to cut his hair.

- She's not getting married!

That's nonsense!

- I warn you,
you leave her alone.

- That's interesting too.

- Thank you.

- Your wound is almost gone.

- You're talking about what injury,
exactly?

- I'm talking about the one
that you have inflicted on yourself.

- You talk a lot
for an analyst.

- I didn't know
that a framework had been agreed upon.

- I just wanted a small cut.

I don't know what came over me.

I read an article one day

on Egyptians who make zebiba
to show their devotion.

Before, you had to pray for 50 years
to have a stain on the forehead.

These young people,
incise their forehead with a blade

then rub garlic on it
to blacken the wound.

They criticized me at the mosque
for not having a beard.

No zebiba. No zebiba.

I told them:

"You're not going to judge me
because I don't have a beard."

"Nor a spot on the forehead."

They threw me out like a dirty mess
by insulting me.

And who replaced me?

Fethi.

The butcher of my old village.

They told me about Zohra again.

They said
that if I was a strong Muslim,

my wife would not have left me.

She was watching Turkish soap operas
in a loop.

I should have been more careful.

One day, she cried.

She cried for a month,

without stopping.

The hero of her favorite series
had just died.

During the aggression
from the Salafists of the mosque,

she left,

the day of Ben Ali's fall.

She went to Turkey.

I have no more news.

I lost everything that day.

I just wanted a spot on my forehead.

Just like the others.

I never wanted to die.

- Don't you have better things to do?

- Let's start again, Mrs. Selma.

Do you receive men in your home?

- Men and women.

- You ask them

to lie down.

- Not always.

- Speak to her in Arabic.

- She doesn't understand.

- It says that you have been
formed by Mossad.

- What does it mean "Mossad"?
- I don't know. It is written.

- Salah, what does that mean?

- They are the guys who killed Kennedy.

- Kennedy?

- Are you happy? John Kennedy!

Go back to sleep.

Ms. Selma, it also says

that you studied in Israel.

And that your grandfather

was a rabbi

and that you hang
his picture in your living room.

- No.

- It is also written
that you use the word... "sex"

in front of women and elderly people.

- Sex, prison.

- "Sex," Selma?

- Exhausting. She's not giving up.

- Take your break.

- We're going to eat

calf's feet and we'll come back.

- Here, this too.

- Salah, you can go eat.

- Don't let it offend you, huh?

Are you happy?
Did you have a good time?

Four hours in police custody?

You don't want to pass me
at night?

- You think you're there
because of me?

People have denounced you.

I'm just doing my job.

You think you're important?

- You respect nothing.

- I just want to do my job.

- Do your job, but not here.

It's not for us, you understand?

Go home.
No one needs you here.

Okay?

You're going to hurt yourself.

- Mourad! Mourad!

- During the Revolution,

we created a group with the neighbors
to protect the neighborhood.

We were drinking.

To pass the time
and forget about fear.

Afterwards, I couldn't stop.

I used to drink to go to work,

to rest,

to drive,

to look at my wife,

my children.

You know, Selma,

I am afraid.

I'm stuck.

I would give anything to get out of here.

To ensure a future for my daughters.

Here, there is nothing more.

It is deserted.

Black, dark.

It's a powder keg,

a spark,

and it's over.

Yes, Amel?

Don't worry, everything is fine.

The girls are playing.
Selma is here.

I swear it's okay.

A small skid of nothing at all.

- Yes, all right.

- What's up?

- I have good news.

- Thank you, my God!

- Hold on.

The committee meets on Monday.

My colleague tells you
that the file is complete,

but something is missing.

- So it is not complete.

- Yes, it is complete,
but something is missing.

- What's missing?

- Hold on.

A letter of recommendation...

issued by a senior official
Tunisian.

- What?

- A recommendation

issued by...

- Yes... I got it.
But how am I going to do it?

- It's simple.

You are going to see a senior government
official and you ask him for a letter

issued by a senior official
Tunisian.

You'll figure it out eventually.

Inchallah!

- What are you doing here?

- I ran away.

- But it's not possible!

You will you answer me, okay?

You're getting me in trouble.
What did you do now?

- He told his parents everything,
who told mine.

This guy is a weakling.
He ruined everything.

Can you imagine? He told them
that he liked boys.

He didn't want to live
in the lie.

Above all, he will
stop living, now.

Where are we going?

- You want me to drop you off,
maybe?

- It was...
- Shut up!

Shut up!

- There are no more rules in this country?

There is a sick person in the hammam.

We think it's a woman

and while exfoliating her,
we discover that they are "equipped".

"Equipped", you can imagine!

This way! At the end on the left.

There you go.

Boss!

- Get out, brother,

this is the hammam for women.

- Get this shit out of me!

It's suffocating here!

- Get out.

- Why?
- Get out!

But I am a woman!
- Come on, get out of here!

- I am a woman!

You're the one who's getting out!

I am a woman! Get out of my way!

Fuck off!

Buzz off!

- I just want to talk.
- No!

Buzz off!

- I'm going to give you a party.

- I won't go out!
Don't come near me!

- Get out then!

- You're going to hit me!
- No, I won't touch you.

Hold on.

I know this one.

- Where do you know me from?

- I saw you at Selma's.

- Do you know Mrs. Selma?
- Yes.

- Are you a patient?

- Yes.

- Sit down so we can talk.
- No.

- I only talk to Mrs. Selma!
- We'll call her.

- Do you see the state I'm in?

- All right, come on, let's get out of here.
- You won't hurt me?

- No, I promise.

Come on, get out.

What's wrong?

- Get out!

Let us pass.

- It's the baker.

- Wait for me here.

- Don't talk about your mom.
Don't talk politics.

He is tired. Please.

Dad?

Dad?

I bring you someone
that will make you crazy with joy.

Come on, get up.

- Hello, Grandpa.

How's it going?

- Feriel?

- No, it's Selma,
Feriel's daughter.

- Selma?

You have found
the way to our house?

- Well, yes.

- You don't like us, do you?

- Yes...

- Yes dad, she loves us,

but she's been too occupied
these past few years.

She is overwhelmed.

- What have you been up to?

- I've been living in Ezzahra,

for the past few months.

- Are you married?

- Married, dad?

Look at her arms.

- And then... And so why?

- I work here.

- A doctor, I hear.

Psychoanalyst.

- What?

- I quit medicine.

- Do you prescribe medication?

- No.

- You're a witch, then.

- No. Not really...

Listen to this... I came here.
ask you a favor.

- A service?

- Yes. I opened my practice.

And I'm still waiting
for an authorization.

I need a helping hand
from the Ministry of Health.

- Can't you manage on your own?
He is tired.

- No, I'm not tired.

I can help you.

- Is that true?

- Yes, I know someone.
- Really?

- That's great!
- Yes.

- Hold on. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Him. He will be able to help you.

Trust him.

- Is this a joke?

- No.

- It's over, he's gone.

- Shh!

- What?

- He's gone. It's over.

all that.

- He didn't leave.

- You didn't tell him? He doesn't know?

- I couldn't. Shhh!

- I'm talking to him about it tonight.
Don't worry.

- Take a rest.
I will come back to see you.

- Come on, girl, come on.

He is tired.

I will prepare you a chamomile.

- Do you want him to help you? Selma?

- Can you drive slower?
We're not in a hurry.

- You, no. Me, I'm in a hurry.

- You have 10 years of higher education

and you don't know you need
a fucking authorization?

- You tire me.

- I don't have the baccalaureate and I know it.

Even my sisters know this.

Even the seller
down the street...

- Shut up!

- Go ahead, speed it up. I don't care.

We're going to die here.

We don't have a network,
no water, we have nothing.

We're waiting for the Salafists
find us.

- A car will stop.

- I don't get into any car.
Don't you get it?

What are you doing?

- Good evening.

- It is beautiful.

What is it again?

I'm not going to crack.

All the people
would want me to crack,

that I get on a plane,
that I return to my life in Paris.

But I'm telling you,
because you don't care.

I don't know why I'm here.

I just know that I want to be here.

I feel good here.

At first... I thought I wanted
to make up for my mother's suffering,

avenge my father's exile, but...

But that's not it.

It's visceral.

It's as if I've been called.

I don't even know what I'm talking about.

I am tired.

I'm not going to crack.

I'm needed here, right?

- All right.

Yes.

Bye-bye.

Ah, Selma!

Got anything for me today?
- No.

I demand to speak to your superior.
I won't leave before then.

I will go on a hunger strike,
if necessary.

- What's wrong?
May God protect you.

Listen...

They brought me silk scarves,
from Turkey.

You'll see, they have the same
in Harim Al Sultan.

They are beautiful. Look at them...

- We changed the starter
and repaired the clutch.

It's like new.
A young bride.

- I beg of you.

I have money.
- That's not the point!

I am the one who will consults!

- But everything is fine for you.
Me, I need to go to 5 sessions.

- We will stop here.

- I'm glad you're back, but are you
gonna be okay like this?

- See you Thursday, Baya.

- Is it always the same price?

- You can put it in
the glove box.

- Because it's not at all
the same comfort,

plus the same intimacy...

All right, I'm done.

- See you Thursday!

- Always in the same place?

- Yes, yes.

- Easy!

- What is this circus?

What do you do?

- The only cop on duty
of this country!

- Are you serious?

- Do I have a choice?

- I won't be able to do anything for you.

- If I have to go back to Paris
in a charter...

- A charter?

You'll have plenty of other worries
before your charter.

Come on, start.

- Get out.

- Start!
- People are waiting.

Get out of my office!
[ Knocking on the window ]

I am in front of the ministry
to apply pressure.

- Pressure?

- Yes.

- You talk to him.

- Talk to me.

- What do you do,
the curtains closed?

- We were discussing and
she was about to leave.

- Did you get married?

- What's wrong?

- What do you do,
with the curtains closed?

- Stop it!
She was about to leave.

- Prostitution is prohibited,
even for a Frenchman.

- We'll figure it out.
at the police station.

- Turn down the volume!

- Stay still, you.
Stop bawling.

- He defends his girlfriend.
- He received a small bribe in euros.

- Are you like that, Naïm?

- Come on, let's get in your truck.

- I'm the one going up.

- Move away. Move away.

- It's time for my session.

Are you warming me up?

- What's happening to you?

- You left me with Jackie Chan!

- I would like my file back.
I'm going back to Paris.

- Already?
- Yes.

- You don't need this anymore,
then?

- What is it?

- The other day.

You left so quickly
for your hunger strike

that I didn't give it to you.

The commission met.
- But...

- And Mr. Belhadj's replacement
gave me this.

Are you happy?

I won't see you anymore, then?

- No.

- Too bad.
I liked talking to you.

What do you do for a living?
I never asked you.

- My name is Ferid.

Ferid Ouestlati.

I am 42 years old.

I have spent
the last 5 years in prison

because I opened my mouth

once in my garden.

I don't remember
what I said.

But they heard everything.

- "We'll stop here."

You pay her and she says:
"We'll stop here."

What brings you here?
Do you have an appointment?

You're early. We are not in the hammam.
There are rules here.

You arrive and leave on time,
so that we don't run into each other.

Watch yourself
if you say you saw Baya here.

Have you seen me here before?

Have you seen me here before?

Well done.

- Get out, I'm not ready!

Get out, I say!

Don't look!
I'm not wearing make-up!

- You are beautiful.

You are beautiful.

You're not that tall actually!

You're tiny.

No, look.

I had forgotten
that I had married a dumpling.