My child... my baby...
... Finally inside me. No one can take him from me.
Now no one can harm him. No.
Matthew...
Four months later
She has the fine.
Well, Sarah, you have chosen a name to your beautiful baby?
We will put you in the morning.
Is that not happened for about aftnen We put the labour pains started.
You should not worry, It goes fine.
Do you have a that can run you hither?
Normally we would use an ambulance, but on Christmas morning...
-Yes, I will run. -Fine.
Thank you, doctor. We'll see you tomorrow. -Yes.
Enjoy your last night in peace and quiet.
It is enough time soon.
I myself have four.
This is your first, right?
The first child is the worst.
I had pangs in 12 hours, When I got my first.
It was pure murder. A terrible pain.
He exposed me for all the pain and so he was stillborn.
I have said, smoking is prohibited.
Everyone here is full of shit.
Pussy.
It is wonderful that you do not have to work.
It was just some cars that burned.
I am more calm, when you are at home instead of photographing protests.
Jean-Pierre works rar have in?
He is my employer.
It is sin, I hoped to meet him one day.
Well, what shall we tonight?
Should we eat Christmas dinner with me or you?
I am not hungry. I am tired of eating.
Everything is good now.
I need to be a little alone. Run home, right?
Hello? Yes. What?
I would fucking on, He will have headings.
Greet him and say it, Precisely.
And solve it here, explain the guy.
I want to see burning cars and all the shit on page one.
Such. No, nothing.
Yes, Hello. Good Christmas.
The motherfucking...
Damned, chaos in the suburbs and not one that can cover it.
How are you?
-It is hard without you out there. -It's just young people who are playing.
Cars burner cops attacked, and the journalists won't do.
-Tomorrow morning at six. -Yes?
Then I have to do Christmas cards, so the lady not to wait.
What about you? Are you together with your mother tonight?
I am fan of Christmas, I would rather be alone.
It says you are not next year This I promise you.
No, Louise. No, you shall not come tomorrow.
I have said, I do it. We have been through it here.
Then came on Tuesday.
No, Jean-Pierre gets me. We have just talked about it.
Yes, he got the keys.
No more now, I want to sleep.
Damned...
I can not see...
-Who is it? -Sorry, I disturb Christmas Eve...
May I borrow a phone?
-You do not have a mobile? -The battery is dead.
-What happened? -My car stalled on the corner.
I am sorry, but my husband sleeps.
I ask, It only takes a moment.
On some others, there are many who eat Christmas dinner in the evening.
It goes quickly, I would not like to be alone with all the street violence...
I have said, my husband is asleep.
Your husband sleeps not, Sarah, He is dead.
What?
Open for me, Sarah.
Who are you?
How do you know my name?
Open the door, so you get to know.
I call the police.
Go hell.
Hello?
There is a strange Lady outside my house in must come quickly.
I do not know what she wants. She knows what I called.
She knows everything about me, she...
I am pregnant!
Cops are here in five minutes, forsvind!
-Rang you on an intruder attempts? -Yes, come in.
-Do you live alone? -Yes.
-Is the danger bolted? -It is not that simple.
-Who was the woman? -It is not Recognized, she knows my name.
The name is on the letter box outside.
She knows who I am.
Are you sure it was a woman? So you face, or?
No, she remained in the shadows, I took some photos, but only got it here.
So here we can not use to much.
No, don't be nervous, She is probably disappeared.
I lock up for the night.
We give the message to the patrol cars, all is out of service
-but we give them alert, then come the past overnight.
Thank You Very Much.
-Here is quite remote and lonely for a Christmas Eve. -How to here.
-Good Night. -Don't be nervous, she does not come again.
It has happened since two young immigrants died in an accident.
There is the spectre of riots in Paris and other great cities suburbs.
Bus and rail passengers, officers and firefighters have been injured.
About 2,000 immigrants...
What do you want, your skid?
Hello, Jean-Pierre, it is me again. I assume you foręder you.
Here is a little scary, so I will try to work with some images.
Hello. Kramnik.
Sarah?
Oh, excuse me, good evening. I am sorry to inconvenience Them.
Jean-Pierre Montalban, Sarah's editor-in-Chief.
I was on for Christmas dinner-
and would look in to see, whether she was unnerved by the riots.
I should download her tomorrow, so she gave me her keys.
But her mother came me.
A mother knows When her daughter needed her.
Yes, everything as it should?
She went to bed an hour ago.
I have had better move on. We'll see.
Sea not so busy, drink a glass of wine. I have been looking forward to meeting Them.
-The Welcome them to become grandmother? -Schss...
It took her hours to fall asleep, away her not.
No, you are right, sorry.
I am glad she has it good, It was a hell after the accident.
It has been a bad time.
The child will be our salvation. A glass more?
What the hell?
My little photographer... She will always photos and leave them be.
When she took it there? I think it was what she called about.
Yes? What she said?
Something startled her. She would work with a picture.
-Work? -I do not know how.
She might magnify, or clean it.
As the face here, for example.
Who are they? What do They here?
-Where is Sarah? -Perhaps they should say who they are?
They may not come in the way Sarah sleeps.
Where is my daughter?
Who are you then? It is you on the picture.
Sarah?
Is all well up there?
Mother...
Mother!
Sarah?
Mother...
Help me...
Mother, help me...
Damned!
Open the door.
Open it!
Open the door!
Why me?
I want a.
What man would bolle an insane as you?
Open the door, Sarah!
Do not be afraid, you would not have child, I take advantage of it.
What you talking about?
We just need to check about Lady sleep sweet.
So we night run winner to the station. Abdel Shanin.
Abdel Chanid. And I do not throw with molotov cocktails.
And if I would burn the cars, I would have not have id on me.
Pis...
-I have not...-Talk you just issue.
First we check whether the Lady sleeps sweet-
-so we run the innocent wretch to the station and running back again.
He must not sit alone in the detentionen Christmas is over.
-We retrieve your friends, so can celebrate. -I do not celebrate Christmas.
This makes the riots did not.
Hello, tax...
-His girl is over him all the time. -Yes, but he may be in the car.
No, our guard is soon over. We just need to check in with a woman.
Yes, I love thee, let now please.
Keep your mouth shut!
No, it was to a bandit in the car, not to you.
It is the police, Mme Garangella.
Good evening, good Christmas.
We just need to check that all is well. a woman should be sneaking around.
It is several hours ago.
-Ring, if she comes back. -Yes.
What was it for a sound?
-The centrifuge on the washing machine. -It is best to run it at night.
-Goodbye. Good Christmas. -Goodbye.
A cup of coffee would do well.
I listen...
-Forgot something? -Just a detail.
We wanted to hear what They want to call him. Their child.
Check out her.
For the hell da! Grab her!
The hands on the back! Down!
It is the pure war zone.
It is the police.
Roam not!
I drag the scissors out, pipes you don't.
Open the door, open!
No...
You can well open now.
Open now, open the goddamn door!
Oh God!
I have put on.
You have to go with, there is something wrong.
Police Brutality! You bind me like a dog!
Keep your mouth shut now.
-Don't worry. -Hurry up!
-Slip me loose! -Hold it.
Let me go!
-We must get away from here. -Came here.
Do you it? Don't worry, we will manage it.
And you, take you along!
Calm, I come shortly, Stay there.
-You! You can use such a? -No!
You tap here and press of buckles. Just run and pressure of.
Close me out of here.
I will soon be here.
What has happened? She disappeared down the window in the bedroom.
-She is here yet! -Please be calm...
Where is the power switch? Look at me.
Know you. where it is? Down There?
Com.
Please Wait. I give you a gun.
Tag it here... take it.
Careful... damned.
You need an appliance, you have a here? In the drawer?
Tag pocket lamp, tag it. Change it here.
I cannot see the right here.
Light here for hell!
Quietly.
Tag hand of jernene. -Keep your mouth shut!
Right light here and keep it quiet.
I have to turn the tide. Please wait here for me.
Be quiet.
-My mother, I killed my mother. -So... don't worry.
-We must get away from here. -Damned!
I can call in an ambulance and amplification, you do it.
How to....
Take the jacket on. Can you go? Well, go and wait in the bedroom.
Com and help. Help her up.
Can you go? Fine.
I come immediately.
Com now.
Light here.
When I get the light lit, release the I you.
And so gets you every single policeman, you can find.
Light here for hell, here is no.
Light me in the eye.
-Damned! -Shock Gun!
What the hell is this?
Back, back.
Lady! Lady! She is still here.
Com now up with you!
Where the hell are the keys?
Sarah...
Where you save you?
You can not kill me again, Sarah.
You have already done it...
My child... my baby...
... Finally inside me. No one can take him from me.
Now no one can harm him. No.
They said there were no survivors.
Monsieur...
Monsieur?
The baby comes...
The Baby!
Mother!
Quietly.
I am here.
I think... it is stuck.
Mother... mother...
Texts: Genia Barosin Bergmann Noble Text