Harvest: 3,000 Years (ምርት ሦስት ሺህ ዓመት)

Wake up.

Wake up, it's dawn.

Beletech, wake up. Wake up!

Almighty God, bless us. Bless us and give us a nice day.

Berihun! Wake up, the sun is already up!

Stubborn bull! Why won't it listen?

Or can't it hear?

Keep going!

You'd better obey me.

Stubborn bull. You're asking for it.

Keep going straight! And don't you trying kicking me!

Keep working!

Keep going.

Straight!

Do a straight line.

Straight!

Okay, calm down now.

I warned you.

You'd better obey me.

Water, my dear friend.

What would become of us if we had to pay for you?

When I chose this house, I knew from the start you would be here.

Everybody has to work hard. When you're not here we have to remain idle.

Everybody should be as useful as you are. How can we remain idle when you are here?

In the name of the Holy Trinity!

Oh God, I keep stumbling. When will it be the end of me?

You, keep flowing. Don't cause any trouble here.

It's your turn to work now. Come here and rinse me.

Rinse me and purify me.

I know how to choose a home indeed.

Hey, you! Has your father gone to work yet?

He left at dawn.

- What? - He went to the fields at dawn.

Watch my cattle thoroughly.

Don't you lose a single animal. Be it a goat or a cow, watch it.

You and your family, I order you!

If you let them graze on somebody else's grass,

you will have to deal with the consequences.

You lazy people. Taking advantage of my own wealth!

A whole family of parasites.

The fresh air enters here and circulates in the house.

And the water, our vital friend, is flowing there!

All these plants are purifying the air.

They bring life to this place and make it look like paradise!

This is what I call a modern house.

These are modern houses.

My... "friends", the Italians, built this house and left.

But the very ones I fought with to kick the Italians out,

the ones who persuaded me to defend our country,

the ones who said I shall defend my liberty,

they are also the ones who stole my land. The land I had made many sacrifices for.

They stole my land and told me to come live in this "modern house".

Look at this house!

It's wide open!

Why isn't there a thief?

There are no thieves where I live.

Everything I own is here, in plain view.

The bed is made out of leather. It's still in good condition, very solid.

Why hasn't it been stolen?

Because there are no thieves here.

No lock, no problem.

No lock, no fear. No worry!

What we...

What did I do to you?

You rascals!

Good-for-nothings! Scallywags!

Did I come here begging for food and a home?

Naughty boys! Tykes! Brats!

Numskulls! How dare you talk back at me!

I'll teach you!

Hurry up!

You, lazy man! Do you think you can get the same pay as the others?

- Old man! Don't use too much water. - Very well, Sir.

And pull out the weeds if you want to get paid!

You, there, be careful.

Working hard is worth it, that's how you get paid.

See, the one who sweats and work hard get rich.

The lazy and idle ones will always sponge off the rich.

My coffee, at last! I hope it's good.

What is this? How dare you bring this to me?

- This is Wolete's fault. - Idiot! Go to hell, all of you!

You are such a pain! Vultures! You just keep robbing me.

They keep wandering. They do suck but suck my blood.

You'll get nothing without efforts, leeches!

Hello Ato Mamo.

How are you doing? How's your family?

Fine, thank God.

- How is your wife? - Not so good.

I sent her to the church. The holy water shall heal her.

The holy water from Setla Mariam healed Ademe's wife.

- The holy water? - There's no doubt about it.

If my wife doesn't get better, I'll send her to Setla Mariam.

I'll pray for her to get better. Have a nice day, Master.

You have to leave already? Don't fancy a coffee?

I'm in a hurry.

You had to leave before you could be my guest.

Faster, you all. The day is almost over.

You will be so happy went you get your due.

It's okay to look for money.

But staying idle and waiting for your wage, it's infuriating!

- Hey, you! I warned you already! - Yes Sir.

- Don't make me angry! - Yes, Sir.

"Yes Sir" won't do.

Work with all your heart!

Here, harder.

Hey stubborn, be careful!

They should have worked hard, if they wanted to be successful.

All they did was sleep, and now they want our land.

I won't give them one inch of land.

Hey lazy!

You got nothing better to do

than sit and wait under the sun?

Here he is. Listen to him.

Crook! Thief!

Kentu, kick him out.

You stole my land, thanks to the tricks the Italians taught you.

That's how you became rich, you collaborator!

- Everybody knows you're a crook! - Kick him out!

Send your puppets, your dirty dogs.

Your dogs always protect you.

Why do you harass my master?

Don't interfere, Kentu! I'm warning you.

- You have no idea... - I'll knock you out.

I'm leaving, but I pity you for you are a slave.

I'll break your skull open.

That thief is feeding you with his leftovers.

Don't help this pig who let you live with an empty stomach.

Don't fight for him!

If you realized, it's him you would hit.

He lives off other people's land and labor.

Kentu, you will never understand.

You are blind with ignorance and you have been enslaved.

Go home, I'm far away already.

How insolent!

So cheeky, but I chased him.

What a pain he is.

Well he doesn't seem to be crazy.

I, your servitor, would break his skull for you.

But I don't want to bring you troubles.

Very well, very well.

He can surely choose his word.

I don't think he is crazy.

How can you say that?

If we were in Addis, he would get shock treatment.

But in this city,

the police let him free. What can I do?

Master, I heard him brag in the city.

He said he never got any problem with the police in Addis.

He just feels comfortable surrounded by his lot.

Once, in prison, he called a guard.

He gave him a little package, wrapped up in a newspaper,

so the guard could keep it for him until he was released.

The guard thought it was something valuable

and put the package in the storeroom.

Then the storeroom started to smell really bad,

to the point order was given to find where the stench was coming from.

Covering their noses, the policemen found the package.

They opened it and found a little note.

"This is Kebeke's shit."

They thought he was mad and let him go.

Hear that? And you think he is not crazy!

Who would put his shit in a police storeroom?

He's totally crazy, there's no doubt.

There are all kind of guys. Pathological liars and such.

But wrapping up his crap? This man is totally crazy!

Yet you said he can choose his words.

Hey, faster!

You, over there!

Hurry up.

You, with the scarf! What are you doing?

I told you already, you will get beaten.

Hey, you! Hurry up! Your cattle is going!

This is yours, you better go after it.

Hurry up

Make a U-turn and come back here!

This is your turn.

- You moved. - No, you moved.

- Who won? - It's not over yet.

You're cheating. You took one more.

One of these is mine.

Cheater, you shouldn't lie.

Make a U-turn and take me there.

I have to make a speech.

Take me there right now, I have to talk.

We will all either get killed or robbed.

Those who haven't stolen yet

are waiting for their turn.

They take turns to get rich, this is their strategy.

How can the people benefit from it?

They take power in shifts.

This is meaningless to us.

The only thing they do in Addis Abeba right now

is building of more buildings.

Dazzling facades, this is the new trend.

There will soon me another ministry. The Ministry of Work.

It will start an economic development "for the good of the people",

while poor people are still waiting for their houses to be rebuilt.

Enchanted by the dazzling facades of the new buildings

they put their hope in the new ministry.

But the old directors,