Rabiye Kurnaz vs. George W. Bush

Murat !

Murat !

Murat, it's noon already!

Murat, get up or I'll cut your beard off!

Murat, cut out the crap...

DAY 1 October 3, 2001, Bremen

...however, German Unity Day

still has a special significance for Germany,

even if we're celebrating it today in the shadow of another date.

9/11 has shown us the dangers and threats facing freedom...

Murat forgot his phone.

Honey, do you know where he is?

Maybe Attila knows.

Do you know where Murat is? - Where do you think?

Where he always is.

Mom, telephone!

Answer it!

1 saw Murat yesterday. - What about last night?

It's Murat, he's in Frankfurt! - Murat?

Frankfurt? Get outta here!

Murat, where are you? Lunch is ready.

Huh?

What?

Wait, he's babbling too loud.

Say again, where are you, darling?

You're doing what?

No, Murat, you're to come home right now! I forbid it!

Don't, Murat, please!

Come home, your father isn't well.

Really, 1 promise.

Just ask Cem.

Murat?

RABIYE KURNAZ VERSUS GEORGE W. BUSH

We'll have to say we want Quran lessons. otherwise he won't let us in.

And then? - Get the headscarves out.

Sister, are you crazy?

Put it back in the bag.

Are you insane? What are you planning?

Do you know the guy?

He's always going on about war in his mosque!

Here it is. - Leave the knife, or I won't come!

Do as you're told, you're younger than me.

Will you stop saying that?

Don't argue with me! - Come on!

But promise you won't shout! - Alright, I promise.

The courses for women and children are on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Do you speak Arabic, sisters?

No, not yet.

Then come to Quran 1 on Tuesday.

Any other questions?

Well...

I want Murat back.

I'm Murat's mother.

Which Murat?

She means... - Murat Kurnaz.

He's always here.

Sorry, I don't know him.

And Sedat? Sedat Bilmen? You don't know him either?

No, I don't.

Funny, you were at his place yesterday. Murat, too.

You were planning a journey, Sedat's wife said.

No idea what you're talking about. - Don't lie!

It's your fault they're flying to Karachi!

Calm down, please.

Tell him to come back.

Why me? - Because you sent him there!

Why would I do that?

Here, call him. You know where he is.

Am I the consulate?

I'm giving you three days! Three!

Then I'll go to the police and tell them you brainwashed him,

turned his head and sent him over there. - Come on!

Sister...

Let's go to the police.

Why? Murat hasn't done anything.

Not yet.

Don't make something happen!

I'm just saying!

He's not a Taliban.

But he looks like one. - And what do you look like?

Like a German hairdresser.

Very funny.

Is that a new perfume?

I love it.

DAY S

Yes, that's him. That's Murat.

On the right? - Yes. - The other one's his friend Sedat.

Where are they going?

We've no more footage unfortunately.

What can you do?

Could you go and get him, please?

He's been gone five days, hasn't called once.

Just a sec.

The federal police say two Turkish citizens were heading for Karachi.

Your son is Turkish?

I told him a hundred times: "Home is where your belly's full,

get a German passport." And him: "Sure, next week."

It says here one's been arrested and is in custody in Hanover.

Alhamdulillah, let's go get him.

Arrested?

Because of some outstanding debts,

a certain Sedat Bilmen.

It seems your son flew to Karachi.

How am I going to get him back? Allah!

He's all alone there.

Do you have relatives there? - Us? Of course not, we're Turkish!

So what's he doing there now?

He wanted to study the Quran. His wife is coming from Turkey in January.

He wanted to consoli... consolidate his belief beforehand.

So he takes religion seriously?

He's gone crazy for Islam recently. We're not like that,

but he's always at the mosque, and he's grown a huge beard.

A full beard? - Yes.

Which mosque? Abu Bakr?

Yes. The preacher's a real hothead. - Abdul Farag?

So you know him?

Rabiye, shut up. - He's trying to help us.

No, he isn't!

Do you know what else it says here?

Our officers at the airport wanted to help the two of them and called Sedat's sister

to ask if she would pay his debts.

Do you know what she said? - No.

"I won't pay for him.

He just wants to go to Afghanistan and fight the Americans."

What?

I'm going to kick Murat's ass today!

That's what he thinks!

Sassy runt!

He's really fresh, huh, Cem? But you, too.

OK, time for bed now. Time for bed.

Got any photos of yourselves?

What for?

So I've always got you with me.

Why didn't you say anything?

How was 1 supposed to know he'd leave the next day?

Allah! If only you'd said something.

DAY 92 January 2002

Rabiye?

Yes? - If you stay at basic speed, you won't see any effect.

It's not fast enough? - No, Rabiye. - OK.

How are you doing? Very good. You're good.

What's your speed? Six? - Yes.

Then I'll do seven!

Is there open house here?

They say a Taliban lives here.

What? I'd know about that.

Are you his mother? Do you know your son's in Kandahar?

Murat? Kanda-what?

Kandahar, Afghanistan. What do you say about that?

Mrs. Kurnaz, your son is in jail. - What? Why?

What can you tell us... - Enough!

I don't know anything!

I'm Rabiye, Murat's mom.

I'll answer your questions.

But one at a time.

And get off my snowdrops!

Sorry. - Honestly!

Look, Mom's in the paper!

"THE TALIBAN FROM BREMEN"?

"Her eyes are red from crying and her hands are trembling.

Rabiye K., 44, still can't comprehend what her son is supposed to have done."

Mom? - What?

I never said any of this!

The lady journalist was so nice,

said she had a son Cem's age.

Never again, you hear? Never again!

Plus, I'm only 43!

Don't speak to anyone else!

Not with the press, not with the cops!

What'll happen to Murat, Dad?

If he's not done anything bad, nothing. - OK.

DAY 120 February 2002

Have a nice day. - Thanks.

Sedat?

Idiot!

It's your fault.

You talked him into it. Now you're here and he...?

What are you talking about? - Do you know where Murat is?

I curse you!

At least say you're sorry!

Mrs. Kurnaz! - It's your fault!

What? - You're so clingy. - How dare you! - He had to go.

Murat's been in jail for a month because of you!

Calm down! Hey! - Calm down? How?

What's going on?

Mrs. Kurnaz?

Marc Stocker, I'm the district attorney in your son's case.

District attorney, good.

You can get my Murat back? - Come with me.

You're big people, right? If you tell them...

It's not as simple as that. Sit down, please.

Why not? Murat didn't do anything.

He's a good boy... - First of all, Mrs. Kurnaz,

we don't know what he did or didn't do.

Secondly, we have to inform you

that your son was taken to Guantanamo on January 30.

What's that?

It's a U.S. Army prison camp.

On Cuba.

In the Caribbean.