-You're hungry, I hope? -What?
Hey!
I'm coming.
-Hello. -Hello.
-You have the pizzas? -Yeah.
-Hello. Can you pay, Antoine? -You have some money?
Not here. In my wallet. In the kitchen.
-You can stay. -I have to study for an exam tomorrow.
-Here you are. -Thanks a lot.
Thank you.
First I have to read my emails when I go home.
Let me just... I'll call you back when... Okay, great.
No, it's really interesting. See you later, then.
Hey Antoine, what's up? Here is Navid.
Navid, you've already met my brother Antoine.
Nice to meet you. I have to go. I'll call you later?
-Sure, see you later. -Great.
-Goodbye. -Bye.
The pizza guy? Come on!
Yeah. We've seen each other a couple of times.
Really? He just surprised me for lunch.
-But you hate surprises. -I actually thought it was kind of cute.
FYI, a plumber will pass by tomorrow. No thanks.
Well, he's smart, he's funny. It's not only sexual, you know?
Obviously. Of course.
It's the first time you bang a guy from... Where is he from?
From Iran.
-It's delicious. Thanks. -Normal. It's her job.
She writes cookbooks.
-Antoine! -It's not true.
I'm a writer who writes novels. What about you? What line of work are you in?
-Well, I... -He wants to take...
I'm planning to take college classes in philosophy.
That's great. So you have a student visa?
-Not yet. -He left Iran for political reasons.
He took part in the Green Movement. Students, right?
It includes all of those fighting against the corruption of the regime.
We are fighting for freedom, for democracy.
He had to flee Iran. Activists are persecuted over there.
It must be such a hard experience.
So you felt threatened? Like, in real danger?
He had several friends arrested last year.
-Right after the elections. -You're lucky you could escape.
You've filed for political asylum, right?
Yes. I'm at the beginning of the procedure.
It's a pretty lenghty procedure.
I can call Alex. His dad's a lawyer. He often deals with asylum requests.
I'm sure he can help you.
-Would you do this? -Sure.
That would be super nice.
-Some wine, please. -Sure.
Indulging yourself, I see!
Our blood and our souls are with you, O Martyr!
Martyrs don’t die! Martyrs don’t die!
Raise our martyr.
Our martyrs are the path of freedom.
We will never give up on our martyr’s path. We follow their path.
For the soul of martyrs.
Put down your weapons.
What do you reckon he's doing over there?
I don't know.
He's shaking the Sheikh's hand.
Well, what'd he want?
He wants me to lead a squad tonight. For the attack on the Kurds.
Sick! Congratulations, brother! That's amazing!
Come here. Come.
Can't believe we had to drag this little wank all the way here.
And in the end, we'll be taking orders from him.
-Man, you're gonna be our bloody emir! -Yeah, yeah, yeah. Easy.
Let's just make sure we get through tonight first, yeah?
-I'm ready, man, I'm ready. -I know.
Nice one. Nice one.
Finally, those Kurd bitches are gonna get it.
-Gilia arrives tomorrow. -With Anna? I mean, Shamaran?
I don't know. I have no direct contact with her battalion.
ISIS will probably strike tonight. Communications are restricted.
-Do you have family? -Yeah. A brother.
You have a husband? A boyfriend?
No. I've given up on that when I joined the revolution.
-Is it forbidden? -Any romantic relationship is.
The same goes for men.
-For how long? -Forever. You're committed forever.
That's tough. It's a sacrifice...
-To give up on romance. You think so? -It's a sacrifice not to submit to men?
Come on. Sharing your life with someone you love,
that's not submission. It can be a respectful relationship.
Were you respectful when you came here without telling your wife?
-That's a whole other thing. -Right.
You think you can make it tonight?
Yes.
I wanna help.
Here is an AK-47. A Kalashnikov rifle.
Cute.
-Now, lie down on your stomach. -Thanks.
Stretch your left leg out, fold your right leg,
place the grip against your shoulder, in the hollow of your shoulder.
Like that. And don't touch the rifle's magazine.
Make it stable. Like that.
Now just put your hand a bit further. Don't touch the magazine.
You ready? Don't touch!
Okay. Now unlock the safe.
Go ahead.
A common mistake's to squeeze the trigger too quickly.
Squeeze slowly, otherwise the shot's deflected to the right.
Take a deep breath.
And exhale...
...slowly.
Now, squeeze slowly.
Not bad. You didn't close you're eyes. It's good. But you moved a little bit.
I closed my eyes the first time? I didn't even notice.
Come one. Try again.
-I'm getting better, right? -Keep practicing.
What will you do after you find Shamaran?
Keep your eyes on the target.
First, I'll have to be sure it's her.
What if it's really her? What will you do next?
I don't know. I haven't thought of that.
I'd probably have a ton of questions for her.
You think she'd be willing to answer them?
Apparently, she wanted you to think she was dead.
Okay.
Let's say she answers your questions. Then what? You go home?
You stay here with her?
Because she won't leave, you know. You know that, right?
Congrats. You missed 4 out of 5 targets. You let me distract you.
Forget what's around you. Focus. Now keep practicing.
We're looking for him. If you know...
-I told you, I don't know where he is. -Do you know him well?
I've already answered.
Do you even have the right to come here and bombard me with questions?
What's going on?
-This is Antoine. He's my brother. -Good morning.
He lives here.
I'm looking for Navid Mirzahi. Do you know where he is?
-Is there a problem? -Yes.
He's involved in an armed robbery. We have a search warrant.
-Do you know where he is? -No...
He was here a couple of days ago but I don't know where he is. Sorry.
If you know something and refuse to tell us, it's a serious offense.
-You could be prosecuted. -I don't know where he is, I swear.
-Anna, you know something? -No.
Okay. We'll be in touch, then.
He's not involved in any of this.
Two Iranian guys robbed a forex counter. He might have met them once or twice
but the cops automatically think he's involved.
I swear he didn't do anything, Antoine.
In that case, he should go to the police.
Being in hiding obviously makes him a suspect.
He's undocumented, he can't just walk in the police station. He'd be deported.
If he hasn't done anything, they won't deport him.
His request for asylum was denied. He had 30 days to leave the country.
-The deadline ended last week. -What?
I don't understand. You told me he was a political refugee.
-Why would his request be denied? -Because it's super hard to get!
I'm sorry but you can't hide him. You heard the cops. It's too risky.
If he had a resident card, he could go
and talk to the police without being deported.
The only thing I found to protect him is to marry him.
Don't look at me like that, Antoine.
-Marry him? You barely know him. -I know him very well. And I love him.
What are you talking about? You've known him for five months.
Five months... Who gives a shit! You'll see when it happens to you.
-You'll understand. -Hold on...
I usually don't meddle in your life... But I'm your brother.
-You can't be that blind. -Blind?
How can you be sure he's telling you the truth?
Did he really take part in the Green Movement?
Whatever Navid says is true? I'm telling you, he's lying.
-He's not lying. -Of course he's lying. And you know it.
You just don't want to see it, you're acting like teenager.
-Sorry, but I won't let you marry... -You won't let me?
Who the fuck do you think you are?
You think I need your approval to do what I have to do?
Don't you ever talk to me like that.
Don't you understand I'm in love?
I'm in love for the first time in my life.
-Are you fine? -Yes. You?
-Dad's here? -Yeah, he's upstairs.
What's the matter?
I have to tell you something about Anna.
How do you know they're planning to attack here, too?
We picked up ISIS radio chatter.
They're planning to attack five villages in the area tonight,
together with Adar's base.
You should've gone home when you had the chance, huh?
What is that?
-My book. -Your memoir?
Poems, stories. It'll be a trilogy.
-You were not a soldier? Like Ryan? -Fuck no.
I would never join the army.
-What are you doing here? -What do you mean?
This is not the army, man. This is a revolution.
We're making history here.
For the first time since the Spanish Civil War,
the anarchist forces have a state of their own.
Fucking Rojava, man.
An anarchist?
There is no authority but yourself. That's the meaning of this place.
Look around you.
Can you see the beauty in it, Antoine?
Everything here is run without a central government.
Without anyone upstairs giving out orders.
It's beautiful.
If you ignore the fact that ISIS are coming to kill everyone.
You wait and see. Once we beat the fascist forces,
Rojava will be a paradise.
You should move here, too. You'd like it here.
Tel Bayder, Tel Bayder, what is your status?
I’m getting the people ready but I’ve never done something like that alone.
You are smarter than the enemy. I know you. I believe in you.
You know more about this than me. Good luck sister.
Copy that, comrade.
-Are you anxious? -Of course I am.
I know you hadn't planned to stay and fight.
You don't have to help us.
Thank you.
Let's go. We'd better be back to the base before it gets dark.
-Sign here? -Yes.
You know, we will lose at some point.
The infidels will crush us. It's written.
Yeah, but it's also written that when we think all is lost,
we will rise again and bring salvation from holy Jerusalem.
Exactly. This is why the Sheikh gave us clear orders, yeah?
We'll find the western volunteers and we'll capture them alive no matter what.
We'll cut their heads off in front of the fucking camera.
-Watch them ignore us, bro, watch them. -On God’s will.
On God’s will.
Thanks
-Captagon. -No, I need to stay sharp, man.
Don't wanna take nothing that's gonna numb my brain.
-No, help you become fearless. -Help you become merciless, brother.
I have no mercy and I have no fear. I put my trust in Allah.
Let's wait for them by the mountain
and attack them before they get into position.
Watch out, to the East. They’re sending backup.
Don't forget, brothers! We want the Americans and the Europeans alive!
Copy! Copy!
Don't forget, brothers! We want the Europeans and the Americans alive!
Allah is the greatest.
Peace and mercy of God upon you.
Let’s go.
To all the units of the mujahidin.
Commence the attack against the infidels.
Trust in God and the angels, may God guide your ways.
And don’t forget we need Europeans and Americans alive!
-Allah is the greatest! -Allah is the greatest!
The enemy has given the attack order.
All units, the attack has begun all over the sector. Get ready.
Ready.
Tel Nasri ready, comrade.
Al Kharitah ready, comrade.
Al Majer ready, comrade.
Tel Rayd, engaging fire, comrade.
We’re in position.
Waiting for your command. May Allah be with us.
Come.
Better to die a martyr’s death.
Suicide bomber!
They’re everywhere.
Run, run!
You two, go behind.
Run! Run! Run! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Suicide bomber!
Run! Run! Run!
-Go! -Go Iyad! Go!
Come on, guys, let's go in to the room.
Iyad!
Martyrs never die.
Go to the right!
-The right! -To the left!
On the roof, careful!
No, he's somewhere else! Not the roof!
We caught a movie star.
Sheikh Abu Yasser will be pleased! I’m gonna make a great video with her.
-It’s finished! -The victory is ours!
Turn around.
Please, turn around.
Please!
I'm sorry.
-You all right? You good? -Yeah.
-You've done it. -Allah is the greatest!
Tel Namir, Tel Namir, do you have an update?
The attack is full on. Enemy forces are heading west.
-Same visual from our sector. -Copy.
Let’s go. We are out of the battle.
Fucking ISIS, they're too afraid to fight in the mountains.
Ruda and Rojbin stay over there.
They didn’t attack here.
Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!
The Sheikh is here!
What’s this?
I asked to take Western prisoners alive.
Sheikh...
I killed her.
She was shooting at us from close range.
I’m sorry for my failure.
I will accept any punishment you see fit to give me.
There is no power or strength save in God.
Brother Abu Musab, I trust your judgment.
I wanted a prisoner. But we’ll take whatever Allah gives us.
I will let you have the honor of cutting off the head of this crusader whore.
Her blonde head will be the image of our victory.
Come on!
Are you all right, brother?
Film our hero brother inflicting Allah's punishment on the Infidels.
-God is great! -God is great!
Raise the crusader whore’s head up high!
Let everyone see what happens to infidels who disobey God!
-God is great! -God is great!
Tel Tamer. Tel Tamer, Sarya speaking.
Adar? Adar? Sarya speaking.
Nobody hears me?
-Still no news? -Fuck...
I wish I were with her instead of staying here, racking my brains.
You'll have other opportunities to fight.
Gilia to Sarya. We are entering the safe zone.
We will reach your village soon.
What's going on?
That was Gilia. She's not far. They'll be here any minute.
Okay, commander.
What's going on? What's the matter?
I got a call from Iran.
From a NGO.
What did they say?
He was executed. They killed him.
They found some pictures. He was hung from a crane.
I told you he'd be in danger over there but they didn't give a shit.
They just deported him.
I'm going to meet a journalist tomorrow.
People must know. Our government sent Navid to slaughter.
-Don't rush into this. -Fucking hell.
Fuck! I should have fought when he was at the detention center!
-Calm down. -How can I calm down?
It wouldn't have helped anyways.
Navid was undocumented. They just enforced the law.
There's nothing you could have done.
What's wrong with you, Antoine?
What do you mean, what's wrong with me?
I don't know. You're being weird. You know something else?
I'm talking to you. Is there anything else you know?
I swear I had no idea of the consequences.
I just wanted to protect you. I swear.
-You reported him, Antoine? -That's not the way it happened.
How could you that?
To him! To me!
-Well, Dad and Mom thought... -So you did it together?
You all agreed on that?
Will you fucking answer?
I'm sorry.
He wasn't lying, see? I told you he was an activist.
You killed him. All of you.
I never want to see you again, Antoine.
Never.
-Gilia’s battalion is approaching. -Gilia's here.
Our comrades have arrived.
-Anna? Shamaran? -In the back!
Shamaran!
Anna!
-Shamaran! -I'm here!
Are you Shamaran?
Yes.
-Are you French? -No. Swiss.
You were there when Luke was wounded in the bombing?
Yeah. Do I know you?
Sorry.
It's not her.