Go Home

Please, do you know if there's…

Of course, with pleasure.

Please.

- Anything to eat here? - Sure.

- What do you like? - What do you have?

Everything. There's kefta if you like.

With some green?

Green, red…

fuchsia…

Pickles and parsley, is that OK?

Sure.

Where are you from?

I am from the village.

I am Suleyman's daughter. The daughter of Samir Suleyman's son.

You don't look like it.

I am from here.

I emigrated a long time ago.

It's the Return of Maria Mercedes!

Anyway, you're welcome, Miss Suleyman.

Why do you people come back here?

You're on vacation, are you?

I don't understand.

It's 3,000.

You're here on vacation?

You look like you're completely lost. Can I help you?

Need a hotel nearby?

I have a home.

Light.

Is that enough?

Can I buy it?

Oh, no, it's my pleasure.

Thank you.

If you need anything, just ask Chadi.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Nada?

Where are you?

My life?

Nada?

I caught you.

I caught you.

- Grandpa, you're scaring me. - Don't be scared.

Stop, you're going to drop me.

Nada! Come on, Nour is waiting!

Aunty…

When I heard, when I decided to come…

I was sure you wanted to talk to me about Grandad.

Tell me what really happened.

What can I tell you?

You know the whole story.

We couldn't keep anything from your pricked-up ears.

Not at all.

No one talks about it. I don't know a thing.

I know he disappeared. Period.

What actually happened to him?

He's dead. He died in the war.

Like so many others.

What can I tell you?

That's not true, is it?

They say he ran away, that's what they say.

Let them eat their wind and shut their mouths!

- Who says that? - The villagers.

I'm tired of those people.

Wouldn't I know if my own brother had abandoned me?

Cursed be their descendants!

Samir was bright.

He was brilliant.

They had to tarnish him. You saw the house.

You saw what they did, those dogs!

It's the people from here, you know, our neighbors who did that.

They'd been watching him for ages…

and they wanted to put his head in the mud.

But I know, I know him.

Who massacred the whole Khallaf family?

From the old woman to the baby, huh?

Everyone knows…

it was Sabaa, the stonemason.

A shell killed his little girl.

He took a big hammer.

He went looking for them.

He knocked on the door.

And started to blindly hit everybody.

He killed them all.

Even the children.

To get revenge.

What's that all about?

What's that to do with us?

Our family?

There's nothing to understand.

There's just hatred.

Blood.

Hello.

The burial is not what matters.

Father Charbel was right. The body is nothing but dust.

What counts is that she saw you.

You gave her such joy.

Your visit helped her gently leave the valley of tears.

I'm all for gentleness.

You're staying, aren't you?

I don't know. I'd like to.

Good.

Nour hoped you would.

- Did she talk about it? - Of course.

My condolences.

Thank you.

Don't get discouraged Nada. I support you 100 percent.

What you're doing is great.

You're trying to find something very important.

That's what I feel.

We have to keep the land.

Not leave it to the others.

What others?

That's nothing to do with me.

I'm not talking about faith.

Whether you have faith or not, that's up to you.

But you're one of us.

Don't stay in your corner. People have to see you, don't they?

Aren't the others coming? Your parents, your sister?

My brother.

No, they're not.

Let me take her off you.

It's good you're here.

My darling Nada…

Who's that?

- Do we know him? - You don't remember?

That's Costa. He gave the orders around here during the war.

How do you mean?

A militiaman.

A militiaman?

Do you have man things, my heart?

We'll get them after this.

- We have to beat the traffic. - No, I'm not going with you.

What's wrong with you? You're hurting me.

- You'll annoy your father… - No, it's my business.

I'm staying home.

Home?

That's your home?!

Yes.

What're you doing?

Nothing.

You'll turn everyone against you.

They already hate us.

Why do you say that?

They were all there for Nour.

- There's no enemy. - She wanted to die at home.

Why did Dad do nothing? And you too…

You know nothing! Your father put you in a safe place.

Bombs fell on us for a lifetime.

You can't judge us.

I know.

It's up to you to welcome people. You're the closest relative.

Where's my father?

- Come on. - No!

Tell them I'll receive their condolences at home tomorrow.

Let them come. We'll see if they dare.

My condolences.

Thank you.

So, you're the little spy'

No.

What are you looking for?

I'm sorry for the firecrackers.

Why did you do it?

Was the go-home you? Did you enter my house?

No.

I didn't do a thing.

If I may, I'd like to ask you a question.

What have you decided to do now?

With the house. Will you sell it or what?

I don't think it's your business.

Yes, but…

people want to know, that's all.

In the village…

everybody is talking, you know.

It's my house, and I'll do what I like with it.

Can I go in?

No.

What are they saying?

I don't know.

You're all alone here. It's weird.

You're not married?

What the hell?

You're a smart-ass at a time like this!

That's enough!

Go on, go away!

Wait for me here.

What do you want? You assholes.

- Fuck your sister. - Go fuck yourself!

You came, my life!

Thank God!

I was expecting you.

- Why didn't you let me pick you up? - It's OK.

Come in.

Don't make any noise. Pierre's asleep, he's unbearable at the moment.

- How was your flight? - Not bad.

How long are you staying for? Not like last time. I want to see you.

Put your bag down!

You're my life, my darling.

I'm so happy to see you.

I've done your room, prepared with love.

Especially for you, my love.