Lost Command
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:23:02
Where is Chaib?
:23:03
We hoped he was down at the dock
to meet you.

:23:05
I'm afraid your little fool of a brother
is out breaking the curfew.

:23:18
Halt!
:23:21
Halt!
:23:22
Stop!
:23:26
You're talking about a handful
of fanatics. Always had them.

:23:29
But there's been a revolution here
since Dien Bien Phu.

:23:32
A yellow-skinned army beat the French.
:23:34
Many Moslems believe
we could do the same.

:23:37
I wish Chaib were here.
:23:38
Mother, be careful.
:23:40
Last week during a curfew
a woman was shot putting out her cat.

:23:48
You still teaching them how
to pull teeth, Ben Saad?

:23:50
No. I wasn't asked back
to university this fall.

:23:56
How's business, Father?
:23:57
Fair. We need new buses
but I can't get the permits for them.

:24:05
And when do you become a doctor?
:24:07
In another two years, if I don't quit first.
:24:19
They shot him.
:24:21
Chaib! My son!
:24:23
Put him on the table. On his stomach.
:24:29
What happened?
:24:30
We were writing slogans on the wall.
A patrol came around the corner.

:24:34
Is he bad?

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