Captura (2023) Movie Script
THE CAPTURE
Pull the curtain!
Let me show you something.
OK, but quickly. I'm hungry.
One,
Two,
Three...
Go!
How do you know?
What?
What you're doing here is spying!
I don't know.
But it's very interesting.
These people are like clockwork.
They are on the dot.
It's a phenomenon.
They fuck at the second.
This is the Skinny Man.
But wait to see the Fat Man.
I don't want to see any fat man.
I want you to see me.
A strong smell of musk,
too strong for my taste.
Stop shooting me!
You wanted to expose me.
The closer I get, I smell a fine scent.
Citrous.
Refreshing.
Etro.
Etro. I bought it myself.
Beauty must be shown
to everyone.
Those times are gone!
We don't share anymore.
Or do you want to share me?
Stop the camera.
I don't want to be seen getting old.
Maybe we should go on a vacation.
Just us.
At the seaside...
To get out of here, to move in together,
to be just the two of us.
Are you shooting again?!
I can say anything,
you are shooting all the time.
I'm still attractive enough?
Do you still have any feelings for me?
Yes.
Yes?
Stop shooting or I'll
smash the damn camera!
I'm trying to say something here.
To draw some conclusions.
Shouldn't we draw some conclusions?
I thought we could talk like grown-ups.
To talk, not to...
take decisions.
Can you dress yourself? I am hungry.
Say it again.
What?
That I'm hungry?
Stop shooting, motherfucker!
I'm starving.
Did you get that?
Yes.
Yes? Good.
You don't want to cooperate!
With whom?
Who are you?
For several days
there has been a protest
in support of Dr. Raed Arafat.
You're barefoot! Let's go.
- Come here.
- What?
I'm attracted by you.
I'm attracted a lot.
You forgot to lock the back door again!
What are you doing kids?
I brought you steak.
You didn't have to bother, Cristine!
We are going out.
Haven't you seen what's out there?!
Sami, put on some socks,
you'll catch a cold.
You make me sick.
Poor ''Arafart''.
He was in university with tefan.
A Syrian with a sense of humor.
Among all the Syrians,
you just met Arafat.
He was your father's classmate.
There was a Palestinian as well.
He also had a sense of humor.
I'm interested in humor.
I'm sure there's no problem filming him.
It's tasty.
Sure?
You never spoke to me
about your language.
You spoke French learned
in the communist school.
The world I've never knew.
You were so proud that I'll be French.
Freezing makes them change texture.
I'm sure you had frozen them.
You act like you know everything.
Yes. I froze them.
I knew it.
For you, the appearance is more
significant than the experience.
You freeze the image of the omniscient.
I cannot tell you how happy I am that
you have a good eye
and an overflowing intuition.
Now you're so didactic.
You can't help it.
It's your father's birthday.
Do you remember?
Yes, I do.
It's been ten years since he passed away.
Let's not go into melancholy.
You're cynical, just like him.
No, I am tired and bored.
Pia, take a seat please.
But do not touch the sushi.
It stinks right from the entrance.
You had to tell you wanted to stay longer.
I would have done another schedule.
I asked you to be a little more careful.
I feel I have no privacy.
What if Cristine entered
half an hour earlier?
Just talking about privacy. Stop the
camera or I'll smash the walls with it!
These are unforgettable moments.
Unforgettable is that
I'm waiting you like a fool,
while you stare at sushi painting,
with your mother, in the stink of carrion.
That's not good.
What?
"The Swiss watch" is fucked.
Look at him!
"The Fat Man".
Do you think it's bad?
I think "the Fat Man" is
"the Lady in Red's" husband.
The fat man is always the husband.
- Come on, it arrived.
- Better of the neighbour's.
Better of the neighbour's.
- Good evening!
- Good evening!
Suddenly, your life is changing.
We are not in control at all.
We fumble in the dark.
- Incredible!
- She's a whore?!
I don't know,
but this man works at high level.
How do you like it?
In the dark or under control?
I don't know.
I thought I'd ask if you thought about it,
because from my point of view,
the idea of a child wouldn't bother me.
The protests are still ongoing?
More people are joining the protests.
It's crazy.
They blocked the whole city.
That's why we have to detour.
You dodge like a high school kid.
Excuse me?
Nothing.
Can we pass by to see the protests?
The whole area is secured with fences.
You can't get close by car.
They isolated them for later...
...to kick their asses.
Let's check the app...
You're afraid, otherwise
you would make a joke, for sure.
You're good at making jokes.
Everything is a joke to you.
Only what you do is serious.
In dark, under control.
That's how I like it.
Please, leave me out of your
virtual diary, or I'll get mad.
- Visual.
- Exactly.
- Hi!
- Hi!
Hey, dears! Everyone is here,
waiting for you.
I can't handle it.
I'll call someone to open it.
Try to press "Speak"
and after that "Open".
But quickly, I'm starving.
You're in the right place.
Jean Jack cooked insanely tonight, too!
How to open the door?
Hard to say. The door
doesn't exist for the intercom.
What is the door for the intercom?
Very simple. It doesn't exist.
Epistemologically different worlds.
Epistemological and ontological, yes.
So, one doesn't exist for the other,
but exists for itself.
I tell you, it exists.
For me it exists.
It doesn't exist,
and you don't exist for it either.
By fragmentation, the fundamental
unidimensional constituents of matter
determine a common deontology.
At least for me, it exists.
Maybe for the intercom, too.
But this interests me a little,
if not at all.
String theory.
Whistling in the wind.
A mathematical fiction?
A mathematical fiction, like all of us.
I'm freezing!
Stop shooting!
I don't look good on the intercom.
Fat chance! Wether you want it or not,
you're still in the diary.
I am not such as a dictator
as you make it sound.
Let it be! I like dictato...
Vadim, wait!
Open the intercom, please.
Hi there!
Wait a moment,
there was a key combination.
They installed it today.
It could be easier if you chain the door.
I think I got it.
"Speak" and "Open".
So,
it exists?!
They are in a correspondence relationship.
It's different.
We're in the safest elevator in the world.
I don't feel comfortable
with this, at all.
Misfortune happens
in the safest place in the world.
This elevator lifts up to eight tons.
It's a hose here...
Sami!
You see these two characters?
A kind of inter-generational relationship.
How did you capture this?
It looks impossible.
Not impossible at all.
I followed the woman with the baby...
Sooner or later this was bound to happen.
I like how it sounds:
"sooner or later bound to happen".
OK bro, let it be.
Look for something cool!
Were watching you. Thanks!
And go fuck yourself, you stupid fuck!
At least we have internet, right?!
...let me tell you
something like an opinion.
In this country, unfortunately,
I'm also part of this country,
from baptism to funeral,
it's all mockery.
Unfortunately.
And then...
Vadim, it's cool on the front screen.
Stay on the red one.
They took a bunch of kids.
Camera one!
Stay, please, on the red one.
- OK, thanks!
- Camera one, the signal!
You've been bothered by an attitude.
No, no, but it doesn't matter.
Something happened.
So, it's not possible.
He was wrong!
Let me tell you something.
The gendarme spoke more nicely
than the instigator guy.
Who?
The gendarme spoke very politely.
He really wanted
to give back the ID to the man.
Were you here last night?
Last night they kicked us for no reason.
Yeah, take on that gendarmes.
I came here with my boy.
That's what I'm trying to say!
To stop abuses, that's what I ask!
But you're not capable of listening,
of being rational.
I've been talking to you.
That's why.
The gendarme was extremely polite.
- Which one?
- The gendarme.
Why?
Because he was.
I've no idea why he was polite.
Why are you talking if you don't know?
I know because I was here!
Let's add a some greens...
Here you go!
Thanks!
It looks delicious.
I know I choose the wrong moments.
And I know this is a wrong moment, also.
But you annoy me, you frustrate me,
because I'm making efforts.
I don't feel you by my side.
I love you. I love you
and I don't want to lose you.
I know we're different.
Many times, I don't understand you.
But I'm making effort.
Can't you see?
I'm with you and
I want us to be just fine.
We are different, but I like it.
Then, where is the problem?
The problem is that things don't
get solved in the bathroom.
We should be honest with us,
to make the right decisions.
Yes, with honesty.
Oops! Here's the bathroom!
Get the fuck out of here!
Can't you see two people are talking?
You're always up my ass, asshole!
Iliescu! Iliescu!
Dear miners,
I am addressing you this time,
thanking you for
the response of worker's solidarity
which you gave,
at our call.
The miner's delegation,
led by mister Cozma
will move to Universitate Square,
which we want you to reoccupy.
It's ready!
Stop hitting!
- OK, where are you from?
- Look at me!
You were throwing stones!
I am innocent!
What are you doing here?
I've heard on TV...
Please stop hitting me!
Smells like gasoline!
Thank you again, everyone
for what you have proved
these days, too.
You're a powerful force,
with a high working class discipline,
reliable people,
for better and for worse.
Please send our warm greetings to
your working colleagues
because I know they were
with us wholeheartedly.
I am wishing good health
to you and to your families.
Hope to see you soon!
Hooray!
Ion Iliescu, President of Romania, 1990
You found a good spot!
Scientific rationalism
is the path to freedom.
I am intuitive. I reduce
reality to my pans.
You're in the middle
of your own universe.
Molecular.
The food universe is suffering.
It's suffering because you are intuitive
instead of rationally scientific.
Too much scientific rationality
kills the soul.
- And the smell!
- The smell?
Identity. We had a discussion,
I will explain.
This is for dogs.
You're superficial, Sami.
I know what you mean.
Let's resume: with the condition that
you become aware of your captivity.
You can only escape captivity
with your imagination. Cheers!
About communism,
Neither rational, nor imaginary
we didn't know what to expect.
With fabricated information
and censorship,
there was no way to predict rationally.
Imaginary, you had a chance.
Imaginary. What's it good for?
Rationality is the delirium of one
who is not aware of his captivity.
Sounds poetic: rationality is delirium.
Genius!
But who isn't aware of his captivity
and has no chance to be aware of it?
No idea.
Rationality is the delirium
of the superhuman.
When he's grown too big for his boots,
he has the illusion he knows everything.
So, the superhuman...
Can't handle it anymore.
I think I'm drunk.
Drunk on high heels, that's not good.
Rationally, you are fine.
No spark.
There you are!
I was looking for you at the protests.
Look what I found.
- It's yours?
- Yes.
No spark, anymore.
I want to see the protests.
OK, but we won't stay long.
Then go straight home.
Straight home.
Has anyone ever imagined, in this country,
that we would have the freedom to go out
on the streets to rally whenever we want?!
What are you talking about, dude.
It never crossed my mind.
Only Francesca, with her
magical realism, is missing.
And her head on your shoulder.
Scientific.
Science fantasy.
Let's go home to show you something
less scientific, more of a fantasy.
Neuro-scientific-fantasy?
What a mess!
Sami!
Sami, what are you doing?
Sami, wait!
Stop!
Come here, what are you doing?
Get him!
- What are you doing?
- Wait, sir!
He didn't do anything.
He didn't do anything!
What the fuck are you doing here, huh?
Turn off that camera!
Delete everything!
Turn off that camera, stop shooting.
What do you want from me?
Delete everything on that camera!
Delete everything !
OK, OK, I'm deleting!
If you hit me, I can't delete.
Stop hitting him!
If you hit me again...
I smash it on the ground, and it's over!
How do you pick up innocent people
from the streets?
Here you go.
Come on, get ready to board!
In two lines!
Now!
You can't take people off the
streets like that.
He's innocent. Sami!
What you're doing is outrageous.
Get in!
Come on, up!
You, come on!
Mother fucking shit!
Reporting.
I beg to report.
We have three sheep.
Clear the area. Next stop Unirii Square.
That one, there.
Raise your head!
Raise your head!
- Take your hands off! Hands off.
- Stop looking at them.
- Lift your head!
- Don't look at them.
This bearded one was
cursing at the fence!
Put his hood on.
I'll tell you if it's him.
It's him.
It's him! Fuck this motherfucker.
It's him!
Boss, isn't he one of Nelu's guys?
No. Those were there yesterday.
Enough! What do you want from him?
Are you with him? Shoot, damn freak!
Enough. Let him be.
I'll crush you like this fuck.
Fuck you all.
Stop looking at them.
Say!
Why do you throw stones?
Why did you threw stones?
You didn't?
Lift your head when I'm talking to you.
That's it.
That's it, I recognised you!
Why won't you say that you threw stones?
What are you staring at?
I'll get to you in a second.
Say it! You threw?
Lift your head up!
Say it!
Enough.
Enough.
Say it, nobody will hit you again.
Say it! Did you throw?
Yes.
I did.
Right.
Who sent you to throw stones?
Who sent you? Say it!
What? Did you hurt yourself?
A little blood? You'll be alright.
The tooth?
It's still there.
Are you going to protest again?
Why won't you tell who sent you?
Stop it, please!
What the fuck do you want?
You want some too?
Let him be. He might drop dead here.
What if he dies here?
May I give him some?
Give him.
Put it on the bench.
It's good that you drink
water from us?
Say it, it's good?
Just drink it all. We'll buy another one.
If you want water, take it.
It's from the Gendarmerie.
From our money.
I see you left some for me.
Anybody else want?
It's here.
After the Unirii operation
you head towards Precinct Four. Over.
Roger that. Precinct Four.
Find a spot! Move it!
Get in!
I work at a cultural website.
I didn't do anything!
Put the culture website in the van!
What a strange situation.
That's it all?
We wait for instructions
about where we're heading.
Ready, close the door.
Precinct Four.
We're heading to Precinct Four.
Good luck!
What are you doing?
Make sure this one doesn't drop dead here.
Why are you so scared?
What? You've never seen a baton before?
You're lucky we don't have
the wooden ones. These are just toys.
- Are you cold?
- What are you doing?
I'll get to you in a sec!
Why do you curse?
Why do you throw stones?
Me?
I stepped out of the car to see what's
going on and that's when they took me.
I swear to my mother.
Don't hit me, boss, I had a surgery.
Where did you have surgery?
On my hand.
Boss, stop hitting me.
You'll break my stitches.
If I strip you now and you don't have
any surgery, I'll make you one, OK?
- Where is your fucking surgery?
- I don't know. On my hand.
What's up, are you nervous?
I swear to God.
Boss, I didn't throw any stones.
Do you know this one?
Did he threw stones?
Maybe.
You threw stones.
He saw you.
Stand up.
Why don't you defend this one too?
Because he saw you?
I don't throw stones.
Did you see this one?
Boss, I didn't see anything.
Now you didn't see anything!
Who sent you curse and
throw stones at us? Who?
Enough!
Empty your pockets!
Everything! Put it here on the bench.
Come on!
Body search!
Phones off!
Don't try to record any of
this shit or you'll be dead.
The man with the camera,
you with the big mouth,
are you still filming?
Is your camera off?
Is it off?
What's the girl doing here?
Did you commit acts of vandalism, too?
Sit down.
I was coming out from the Unirii subway,
with Viorel, with him.
We are classmates.
He was waiting for me at
the subway station. I came out.
I started walking towards
the bus stop.
I saw a car burning.
A Black Bloc group set that car on fire.
We only wanted to walk through
the area as quickly as possible.
What do we have here?
Why didn't you empty your pockets?
Leave that, put the bag on the bench.
Outside you are all shit.
Here nobody is guilty.
Leave this one.
Check the cultural one.
Stay put, deadman.
Why do you lie about surgery?
Stop hitting me, boss, I had surgery.
What's here?
My BMW's keys.
You, in black.
Put them on the bench.
Say!
Are you with those dressed in black?
I'm doing my PhD... in architecture.
PhD!
And what were you doing there?
Is this why you come to university?
- What do you have here?
- What is it?
I'll take it out in a second,
stop pushing me.
Why don't you empty your pockets?
A notebook.
Say, are you nervous?
Leave it there!
Don't you understand Romanian?
Leave it the fuck on the bench.
Nobody will take it.
You think we're going to steal it? Say!
No, but I didn't know.
I leave it there.
- I don't have a problem.
- You!
What's up? Are you cold?
I think I'm catching a cold.
Catching a cold?!
Why am I not catching a cold myself?
How many we have?
Put your hat on so you won't catch a cold.
Nine.
I beg to report.
We're heading to the Precinct Four
with nine civilians and one girl.
Over.
Clear. Bring all of them
to Precinct Four. Over.
Stay at the precinct
until you finish with them.
Another long night.
Take everything back.
Leave only the phones
and the video cameras.
One at a time.
The camera stays there.
The one with the culture,
what were you doing?
Researching.
Hooliganism is now culture.
The PhD? You were researching, too?
Nobody protested.
You, the cameraman.
What kind of movies do you make?
I shoot for myself.
I shoot events,
daily events.
Stay still!
- We've arrived?
- No way.
It's a traffic light.
This is what you shoot?
Misery, disaster?
Pull that door!
What do Westerners say about your images?
Look, they live like animals.
Third world.
It's personal. I don't show.
You don't show?! Never heard this before.
So why are you shooting
if you don't show it?
You also speak bad Romanian.
You're not Romanian?
I grew up in France.
You didn't liked France?!
Fuck off.
It's stuck?
I don't know what's wrong.
Did you know that one of us is in the
hospital now with a broken eye?
He can lose his eye.
He was hit with the stone by you!
He has a family.
How does he work without his eye?
Say it?
None of you? How the fuck?
You fuck people for life.
Shut up!
Where's the weapon?
Where the fuck is the weapon?
Who was the last to touch the weapon?
Mother fucker weapon!
Nicu was the last one.
One, you guard!
You! Find the weapon!
- Get up!
- Everyone up! Face the wall!
Search under the benches.
Search under each bench! Execute!
Something there?
Look carefully there!
Face the wall I said!
I'll trample all over you!
Where's the weapon?
It's something here.
Go away!
The Frenchman took the weapon.
Put it down! Put down the weapon!
What are you doing?
Are you being brave?
I could've executed you, piece of shit!
Enough! Release him.
I can't breathe.
Stupid mother fucker!
You're so fucking stupid.
I'm going to report Nicu.
He will see.
Oh! Mother fucking life!
I dropped the padlock key.
Nobody moves!
This one drives unbelievable!
Who's driving?
Who's this shitty driver?
Step aside.
Gman is driving.
Look over there.
I found it!
Sit down.
You'll see, Gman.
I'm gonna kick your ass.
I'll make the mother fucker
eat that steering wheel.
Nicu and Gman.
Nicu and Gman.
I'll make their lives a living hell.
Clear!
Take your phones and everything.
It's in one piece?
It's because of that
shit, I'm telling you.
Come on.
Come on, take this one!
What's up with this one?
- This is Nelu's guy.
- Everybody get down!
One at a time!
Look how stupid!
What was he doing there today?
Nelu's guys weren't yesterday?
It's someone there to bring me a pen?
Please see which one is working.
Write after me.
I am not writing what I saw?
Sure, you're writing exactly what you saw.
I'm dictating the header, which is
standard for everyone.
So, write:
The undersigned, born in, father's name,
mother's name, resident of,
series, number, leave a
line, and write "In fact',
then you write how it happened,
what happened
in as much detail as possible.
Wait sir, I'm coming.
Only prostitutes and protesters.
You are only a Romanian citizen?
Also French.
We left in '87,
We came back in '90 and my parents
decided to return to France.
Like this, back and forth.
There was nothing to choose from.
In '90, if you could,
you were running for your life.
Some could.
Finally, you didn't like it in France.
I liked it.
And how do I start?
On the date, at the time...
That's right, that's right.
On the date, at the time, I was...
On the street.
It's a narrow street that leads to
the Universitate Square fountains.
I was in the Universitate area,
and I was participating at the protest...
I was not participating.
I was filming in the street.
Do you have the footage?
- They forced me to delete it.
- And you deleted it?
I deleted it.
I see.
Why do you laugh in there?
Excuse us, excuse us.
Yes, yes sir!
Wait and see!
Dogaru took on me.
Put it like this:
I peacefully participated at the
unauthorized protest, which is illegal,
and we solve it with a warning.
It's OK?
What?
Do you mean I have
to accept that I'm guilty?!
A warning is not a big deal.
I'm taking your ID for a sec.
I'm giving you friendly advice.
Three pieces.
- Three pieces.
- Three pieces.
So, how do we proceed?
You just got in shit being in
the wrong place at the wrong time.
Face reality as it is.
- No big deal.
- Mister Dogaru!
A man was bloodily beaten
right next to me!
Do you understand the severity?
Son, you should have been
brave by now.
Why don't you want to understand?
It will get worse for you.
I want to help you
and you are brave to me.
I took the weapon with the intention of
giving it back to the gendarmes."
"But I was knocked on the ground
with the baton pushed against my chest."
What did you want, you fool?
They had the right
to warn and shoot you.
- My intention...
- Do you think it's a game?
My intention was to give them back
the weapon. I wrote it in the statement!
This is it?
I am not guilty.
- The ID!
- The ID.
The ID.
Let's go!
- What's in here?
- Fingerprinting.
What's the issue here?
Protests. Filing procedure.
OK, we'll take you from here.
Pay attention here.
I keep your ID.
Relax your hand. I do the movement.
Let it from the wrist.
OK, too much.
Raise your chin
and look at the camera.
That's it.
Turn to the right.
See, you already learned.
Good.
Raise your chin up.
Now to the left.
Turn to the left.
One more portrait.
All done.
Oh, wait, one more interview.
You say your name and that's it.
- Now?
- Just a second.
Is rolling. Now!
My name is Samuel Filipi.
Filipi Samuel.
You have a resonant name.
Are you Romanian?!
I'm also Romanian.
Ready?
Let me give you the file.
What's up bro? Are you for the jug?
This is it.
You still don't behave.
The phone and that damn camera.
Come on.
Wait here.
Move!
Don't push me,
you know I didn't do anything.
Please, let's talk like humans.
- Like humans?!
- Please!
Are you a human?
I have something to do in here.
I didn't do anything.
How long do we need to stay?
As long as I say!
Mister Nelu, what the hell did you do?
Where?
Hello.
Hello.
This one is finished.
He's still breathing?
Listen, pull the car in the backyard.
Yes, at the basement.
Two of my boys are coming
to pick up... the hero.
Frenchman, I'll give you
time to think right away.
If you ever knew who you are,
I'll make you forget it all.
A pen.
And a paper, please.
Please!
This is the spot they picked you up?
Right next to the fountains.
I warned you.
Sami, are you hungry?
No.
You're so childish.
Sometimes I wonder what I like about you.
I can't understand how you suppose
things are working in this world.
Sometimes you take everything so lightly
... you fascinate me.
Let's get you dressed.
Can you take off my socks, please?
What happened with the camera?
They took it from you?
- No.
- No?
- Do you still have it?
- Yes.
What happened with the footage?
You filmed me naked.
What if they had what you filmed?
I was becoming a visual aid
for those brainless scum.
They hit you badly.
You are unconscious.
What are you afraid of?
That I expose you?
Sami! What are you doing?
- Say!
- What are you doing?
Let me out!
Do you hear me?
Why?...
That's why you were afraid?!
Asshole, open the door!
You asshole, you idiot!
Open the door!
Don't you hear me?
Let's see.
Can you do it for yourself?
Pull the curtain!
Let me show you something.
OK, but quickly. I'm hungry.
One,
Two,
Three...
Go!
How do you know?
What?
What you're doing here is spying!
I don't know.
But it's very interesting.
These people are like clockwork.
They are on the dot.
It's a phenomenon.
They fuck at the second.
This is the Skinny Man.
But wait to see the Fat Man.
I don't want to see any fat man.
I want you to see me.
A strong smell of musk,
too strong for my taste.
Stop shooting me!
You wanted to expose me.
The closer I get, I smell a fine scent.
Citrous.
Refreshing.
Etro.
Etro. I bought it myself.
Beauty must be shown
to everyone.
Those times are gone!
We don't share anymore.
Or do you want to share me?
Stop the camera.
I don't want to be seen getting old.
Maybe we should go on a vacation.
Just us.
At the seaside...
To get out of here, to move in together,
to be just the two of us.
Are you shooting again?!
I can say anything,
you are shooting all the time.
I'm still attractive enough?
Do you still have any feelings for me?
Yes.
Yes?
Stop shooting or I'll
smash the damn camera!
I'm trying to say something here.
To draw some conclusions.
Shouldn't we draw some conclusions?
I thought we could talk like grown-ups.
To talk, not to...
take decisions.
Can you dress yourself? I am hungry.
Say it again.
What?
That I'm hungry?
Stop shooting, motherfucker!
I'm starving.
Did you get that?
Yes.
Yes? Good.
You don't want to cooperate!
With whom?
Who are you?
For several days
there has been a protest
in support of Dr. Raed Arafat.
You're barefoot! Let's go.
- Come here.
- What?
I'm attracted by you.
I'm attracted a lot.
You forgot to lock the back door again!
What are you doing kids?
I brought you steak.
You didn't have to bother, Cristine!
We are going out.
Haven't you seen what's out there?!
Sami, put on some socks,
you'll catch a cold.
You make me sick.
Poor ''Arafart''.
He was in university with tefan.
A Syrian with a sense of humor.
Among all the Syrians,
you just met Arafat.
He was your father's classmate.
There was a Palestinian as well.
He also had a sense of humor.
I'm interested in humor.
I'm sure there's no problem filming him.
It's tasty.
Sure?
You never spoke to me
about your language.
You spoke French learned
in the communist school.
The world I've never knew.
You were so proud that I'll be French.
Freezing makes them change texture.
I'm sure you had frozen them.
You act like you know everything.
Yes. I froze them.
I knew it.
For you, the appearance is more
significant than the experience.
You freeze the image of the omniscient.
I cannot tell you how happy I am that
you have a good eye
and an overflowing intuition.
Now you're so didactic.
You can't help it.
It's your father's birthday.
Do you remember?
Yes, I do.
It's been ten years since he passed away.
Let's not go into melancholy.
You're cynical, just like him.
No, I am tired and bored.
Pia, take a seat please.
But do not touch the sushi.
It stinks right from the entrance.
You had to tell you wanted to stay longer.
I would have done another schedule.
I asked you to be a little more careful.
I feel I have no privacy.
What if Cristine entered
half an hour earlier?
Just talking about privacy. Stop the
camera or I'll smash the walls with it!
These are unforgettable moments.
Unforgettable is that
I'm waiting you like a fool,
while you stare at sushi painting,
with your mother, in the stink of carrion.
That's not good.
What?
"The Swiss watch" is fucked.
Look at him!
"The Fat Man".
Do you think it's bad?
I think "the Fat Man" is
"the Lady in Red's" husband.
The fat man is always the husband.
- Come on, it arrived.
- Better of the neighbour's.
Better of the neighbour's.
- Good evening!
- Good evening!
Suddenly, your life is changing.
We are not in control at all.
We fumble in the dark.
- Incredible!
- She's a whore?!
I don't know,
but this man works at high level.
How do you like it?
In the dark or under control?
I don't know.
I thought I'd ask if you thought about it,
because from my point of view,
the idea of a child wouldn't bother me.
The protests are still ongoing?
More people are joining the protests.
It's crazy.
They blocked the whole city.
That's why we have to detour.
You dodge like a high school kid.
Excuse me?
Nothing.
Can we pass by to see the protests?
The whole area is secured with fences.
You can't get close by car.
They isolated them for later...
...to kick their asses.
Let's check the app...
You're afraid, otherwise
you would make a joke, for sure.
You're good at making jokes.
Everything is a joke to you.
Only what you do is serious.
In dark, under control.
That's how I like it.
Please, leave me out of your
virtual diary, or I'll get mad.
- Visual.
- Exactly.
- Hi!
- Hi!
Hey, dears! Everyone is here,
waiting for you.
I can't handle it.
I'll call someone to open it.
Try to press "Speak"
and after that "Open".
But quickly, I'm starving.
You're in the right place.
Jean Jack cooked insanely tonight, too!
How to open the door?
Hard to say. The door
doesn't exist for the intercom.
What is the door for the intercom?
Very simple. It doesn't exist.
Epistemologically different worlds.
Epistemological and ontological, yes.
So, one doesn't exist for the other,
but exists for itself.
I tell you, it exists.
For me it exists.
It doesn't exist,
and you don't exist for it either.
By fragmentation, the fundamental
unidimensional constituents of matter
determine a common deontology.
At least for me, it exists.
Maybe for the intercom, too.
But this interests me a little,
if not at all.
String theory.
Whistling in the wind.
A mathematical fiction?
A mathematical fiction, like all of us.
I'm freezing!
Stop shooting!
I don't look good on the intercom.
Fat chance! Wether you want it or not,
you're still in the diary.
I am not such as a dictator
as you make it sound.
Let it be! I like dictato...
Vadim, wait!
Open the intercom, please.
Hi there!
Wait a moment,
there was a key combination.
They installed it today.
It could be easier if you chain the door.
I think I got it.
"Speak" and "Open".
So,
it exists?!
They are in a correspondence relationship.
It's different.
We're in the safest elevator in the world.
I don't feel comfortable
with this, at all.
Misfortune happens
in the safest place in the world.
This elevator lifts up to eight tons.
It's a hose here...
Sami!
You see these two characters?
A kind of inter-generational relationship.
How did you capture this?
It looks impossible.
Not impossible at all.
I followed the woman with the baby...
Sooner or later this was bound to happen.
I like how it sounds:
"sooner or later bound to happen".
OK bro, let it be.
Look for something cool!
Were watching you. Thanks!
And go fuck yourself, you stupid fuck!
At least we have internet, right?!
...let me tell you
something like an opinion.
In this country, unfortunately,
I'm also part of this country,
from baptism to funeral,
it's all mockery.
Unfortunately.
And then...
Vadim, it's cool on the front screen.
Stay on the red one.
They took a bunch of kids.
Camera one!
Stay, please, on the red one.
- OK, thanks!
- Camera one, the signal!
You've been bothered by an attitude.
No, no, but it doesn't matter.
Something happened.
So, it's not possible.
He was wrong!
Let me tell you something.
The gendarme spoke more nicely
than the instigator guy.
Who?
The gendarme spoke very politely.
He really wanted
to give back the ID to the man.
Were you here last night?
Last night they kicked us for no reason.
Yeah, take on that gendarmes.
I came here with my boy.
That's what I'm trying to say!
To stop abuses, that's what I ask!
But you're not capable of listening,
of being rational.
I've been talking to you.
That's why.
The gendarme was extremely polite.
- Which one?
- The gendarme.
Why?
Because he was.
I've no idea why he was polite.
Why are you talking if you don't know?
I know because I was here!
Let's add a some greens...
Here you go!
Thanks!
It looks delicious.
I know I choose the wrong moments.
And I know this is a wrong moment, also.
But you annoy me, you frustrate me,
because I'm making efforts.
I don't feel you by my side.
I love you. I love you
and I don't want to lose you.
I know we're different.
Many times, I don't understand you.
But I'm making effort.
Can't you see?
I'm with you and
I want us to be just fine.
We are different, but I like it.
Then, where is the problem?
The problem is that things don't
get solved in the bathroom.
We should be honest with us,
to make the right decisions.
Yes, with honesty.
Oops! Here's the bathroom!
Get the fuck out of here!
Can't you see two people are talking?
You're always up my ass, asshole!
Iliescu! Iliescu!
Dear miners,
I am addressing you this time,
thanking you for
the response of worker's solidarity
which you gave,
at our call.
The miner's delegation,
led by mister Cozma
will move to Universitate Square,
which we want you to reoccupy.
It's ready!
Stop hitting!
- OK, where are you from?
- Look at me!
You were throwing stones!
I am innocent!
What are you doing here?
I've heard on TV...
Please stop hitting me!
Smells like gasoline!
Thank you again, everyone
for what you have proved
these days, too.
You're a powerful force,
with a high working class discipline,
reliable people,
for better and for worse.
Please send our warm greetings to
your working colleagues
because I know they were
with us wholeheartedly.
I am wishing good health
to you and to your families.
Hope to see you soon!
Hooray!
Ion Iliescu, President of Romania, 1990
You found a good spot!
Scientific rationalism
is the path to freedom.
I am intuitive. I reduce
reality to my pans.
You're in the middle
of your own universe.
Molecular.
The food universe is suffering.
It's suffering because you are intuitive
instead of rationally scientific.
Too much scientific rationality
kills the soul.
- And the smell!
- The smell?
Identity. We had a discussion,
I will explain.
This is for dogs.
You're superficial, Sami.
I know what you mean.
Let's resume: with the condition that
you become aware of your captivity.
You can only escape captivity
with your imagination. Cheers!
About communism,
Neither rational, nor imaginary
we didn't know what to expect.
With fabricated information
and censorship,
there was no way to predict rationally.
Imaginary, you had a chance.
Imaginary. What's it good for?
Rationality is the delirium of one
who is not aware of his captivity.
Sounds poetic: rationality is delirium.
Genius!
But who isn't aware of his captivity
and has no chance to be aware of it?
No idea.
Rationality is the delirium
of the superhuman.
When he's grown too big for his boots,
he has the illusion he knows everything.
So, the superhuman...
Can't handle it anymore.
I think I'm drunk.
Drunk on high heels, that's not good.
Rationally, you are fine.
No spark.
There you are!
I was looking for you at the protests.
Look what I found.
- It's yours?
- Yes.
No spark, anymore.
I want to see the protests.
OK, but we won't stay long.
Then go straight home.
Straight home.
Has anyone ever imagined, in this country,
that we would have the freedom to go out
on the streets to rally whenever we want?!
What are you talking about, dude.
It never crossed my mind.
Only Francesca, with her
magical realism, is missing.
And her head on your shoulder.
Scientific.
Science fantasy.
Let's go home to show you something
less scientific, more of a fantasy.
Neuro-scientific-fantasy?
What a mess!
Sami!
Sami, what are you doing?
Sami, wait!
Stop!
Come here, what are you doing?
Get him!
- What are you doing?
- Wait, sir!
He didn't do anything.
He didn't do anything!
What the fuck are you doing here, huh?
Turn off that camera!
Delete everything!
Turn off that camera, stop shooting.
What do you want from me?
Delete everything on that camera!
Delete everything !
OK, OK, I'm deleting!
If you hit me, I can't delete.
Stop hitting him!
If you hit me again...
I smash it on the ground, and it's over!
How do you pick up innocent people
from the streets?
Here you go.
Come on, get ready to board!
In two lines!
Now!
You can't take people off the
streets like that.
He's innocent. Sami!
What you're doing is outrageous.
Get in!
Come on, up!
You, come on!
Mother fucking shit!
Reporting.
I beg to report.
We have three sheep.
Clear the area. Next stop Unirii Square.
That one, there.
Raise your head!
Raise your head!
- Take your hands off! Hands off.
- Stop looking at them.
- Lift your head!
- Don't look at them.
This bearded one was
cursing at the fence!
Put his hood on.
I'll tell you if it's him.
It's him.
It's him! Fuck this motherfucker.
It's him!
Boss, isn't he one of Nelu's guys?
No. Those were there yesterday.
Enough! What do you want from him?
Are you with him? Shoot, damn freak!
Enough. Let him be.
I'll crush you like this fuck.
Fuck you all.
Stop looking at them.
Say!
Why do you throw stones?
Why did you threw stones?
You didn't?
Lift your head when I'm talking to you.
That's it.
That's it, I recognised you!
Why won't you say that you threw stones?
What are you staring at?
I'll get to you in a second.
Say it! You threw?
Lift your head up!
Say it!
Enough.
Enough.
Say it, nobody will hit you again.
Say it! Did you throw?
Yes.
I did.
Right.
Who sent you to throw stones?
Who sent you? Say it!
What? Did you hurt yourself?
A little blood? You'll be alright.
The tooth?
It's still there.
Are you going to protest again?
Why won't you tell who sent you?
Stop it, please!
What the fuck do you want?
You want some too?
Let him be. He might drop dead here.
What if he dies here?
May I give him some?
Give him.
Put it on the bench.
It's good that you drink
water from us?
Say it, it's good?
Just drink it all. We'll buy another one.
If you want water, take it.
It's from the Gendarmerie.
From our money.
I see you left some for me.
Anybody else want?
It's here.
After the Unirii operation
you head towards Precinct Four. Over.
Roger that. Precinct Four.
Find a spot! Move it!
Get in!
I work at a cultural website.
I didn't do anything!
Put the culture website in the van!
What a strange situation.
That's it all?
We wait for instructions
about where we're heading.
Ready, close the door.
Precinct Four.
We're heading to Precinct Four.
Good luck!
What are you doing?
Make sure this one doesn't drop dead here.
Why are you so scared?
What? You've never seen a baton before?
You're lucky we don't have
the wooden ones. These are just toys.
- Are you cold?
- What are you doing?
I'll get to you in a sec!
Why do you curse?
Why do you throw stones?
Me?
I stepped out of the car to see what's
going on and that's when they took me.
I swear to my mother.
Don't hit me, boss, I had a surgery.
Where did you have surgery?
On my hand.
Boss, stop hitting me.
You'll break my stitches.
If I strip you now and you don't have
any surgery, I'll make you one, OK?
- Where is your fucking surgery?
- I don't know. On my hand.
What's up, are you nervous?
I swear to God.
Boss, I didn't throw any stones.
Do you know this one?
Did he threw stones?
Maybe.
You threw stones.
He saw you.
Stand up.
Why don't you defend this one too?
Because he saw you?
I don't throw stones.
Did you see this one?
Boss, I didn't see anything.
Now you didn't see anything!
Who sent you curse and
throw stones at us? Who?
Enough!
Empty your pockets!
Everything! Put it here on the bench.
Come on!
Body search!
Phones off!
Don't try to record any of
this shit or you'll be dead.
The man with the camera,
you with the big mouth,
are you still filming?
Is your camera off?
Is it off?
What's the girl doing here?
Did you commit acts of vandalism, too?
Sit down.
I was coming out from the Unirii subway,
with Viorel, with him.
We are classmates.
He was waiting for me at
the subway station. I came out.
I started walking towards
the bus stop.
I saw a car burning.
A Black Bloc group set that car on fire.
We only wanted to walk through
the area as quickly as possible.
What do we have here?
Why didn't you empty your pockets?
Leave that, put the bag on the bench.
Outside you are all shit.
Here nobody is guilty.
Leave this one.
Check the cultural one.
Stay put, deadman.
Why do you lie about surgery?
Stop hitting me, boss, I had surgery.
What's here?
My BMW's keys.
You, in black.
Put them on the bench.
Say!
Are you with those dressed in black?
I'm doing my PhD... in architecture.
PhD!
And what were you doing there?
Is this why you come to university?
- What do you have here?
- What is it?
I'll take it out in a second,
stop pushing me.
Why don't you empty your pockets?
A notebook.
Say, are you nervous?
Leave it there!
Don't you understand Romanian?
Leave it the fuck on the bench.
Nobody will take it.
You think we're going to steal it? Say!
No, but I didn't know.
I leave it there.
- I don't have a problem.
- You!
What's up? Are you cold?
I think I'm catching a cold.
Catching a cold?!
Why am I not catching a cold myself?
How many we have?
Put your hat on so you won't catch a cold.
Nine.
I beg to report.
We're heading to the Precinct Four
with nine civilians and one girl.
Over.
Clear. Bring all of them
to Precinct Four. Over.
Stay at the precinct
until you finish with them.
Another long night.
Take everything back.
Leave only the phones
and the video cameras.
One at a time.
The camera stays there.
The one with the culture,
what were you doing?
Researching.
Hooliganism is now culture.
The PhD? You were researching, too?
Nobody protested.
You, the cameraman.
What kind of movies do you make?
I shoot for myself.
I shoot events,
daily events.
Stay still!
- We've arrived?
- No way.
It's a traffic light.
This is what you shoot?
Misery, disaster?
Pull that door!
What do Westerners say about your images?
Look, they live like animals.
Third world.
It's personal. I don't show.
You don't show?! Never heard this before.
So why are you shooting
if you don't show it?
You also speak bad Romanian.
You're not Romanian?
I grew up in France.
You didn't liked France?!
Fuck off.
It's stuck?
I don't know what's wrong.
Did you know that one of us is in the
hospital now with a broken eye?
He can lose his eye.
He was hit with the stone by you!
He has a family.
How does he work without his eye?
Say it?
None of you? How the fuck?
You fuck people for life.
Shut up!
Where's the weapon?
Where the fuck is the weapon?
Who was the last to touch the weapon?
Mother fucker weapon!
Nicu was the last one.
One, you guard!
You! Find the weapon!
- Get up!
- Everyone up! Face the wall!
Search under the benches.
Search under each bench! Execute!
Something there?
Look carefully there!
Face the wall I said!
I'll trample all over you!
Where's the weapon?
It's something here.
Go away!
The Frenchman took the weapon.
Put it down! Put down the weapon!
What are you doing?
Are you being brave?
I could've executed you, piece of shit!
Enough! Release him.
I can't breathe.
Stupid mother fucker!
You're so fucking stupid.
I'm going to report Nicu.
He will see.
Oh! Mother fucking life!
I dropped the padlock key.
Nobody moves!
This one drives unbelievable!
Who's driving?
Who's this shitty driver?
Step aside.
Gman is driving.
Look over there.
I found it!
Sit down.
You'll see, Gman.
I'm gonna kick your ass.
I'll make the mother fucker
eat that steering wheel.
Nicu and Gman.
Nicu and Gman.
I'll make their lives a living hell.
Clear!
Take your phones and everything.
It's in one piece?
It's because of that
shit, I'm telling you.
Come on.
Come on, take this one!
What's up with this one?
- This is Nelu's guy.
- Everybody get down!
One at a time!
Look how stupid!
What was he doing there today?
Nelu's guys weren't yesterday?
It's someone there to bring me a pen?
Please see which one is working.
Write after me.
I am not writing what I saw?
Sure, you're writing exactly what you saw.
I'm dictating the header, which is
standard for everyone.
So, write:
The undersigned, born in, father's name,
mother's name, resident of,
series, number, leave a
line, and write "In fact',
then you write how it happened,
what happened
in as much detail as possible.
Wait sir, I'm coming.
Only prostitutes and protesters.
You are only a Romanian citizen?
Also French.
We left in '87,
We came back in '90 and my parents
decided to return to France.
Like this, back and forth.
There was nothing to choose from.
In '90, if you could,
you were running for your life.
Some could.
Finally, you didn't like it in France.
I liked it.
And how do I start?
On the date, at the time...
That's right, that's right.
On the date, at the time, I was...
On the street.
It's a narrow street that leads to
the Universitate Square fountains.
I was in the Universitate area,
and I was participating at the protest...
I was not participating.
I was filming in the street.
Do you have the footage?
- They forced me to delete it.
- And you deleted it?
I deleted it.
I see.
Why do you laugh in there?
Excuse us, excuse us.
Yes, yes sir!
Wait and see!
Dogaru took on me.
Put it like this:
I peacefully participated at the
unauthorized protest, which is illegal,
and we solve it with a warning.
It's OK?
What?
Do you mean I have
to accept that I'm guilty?!
A warning is not a big deal.
I'm taking your ID for a sec.
I'm giving you friendly advice.
Three pieces.
- Three pieces.
- Three pieces.
So, how do we proceed?
You just got in shit being in
the wrong place at the wrong time.
Face reality as it is.
- No big deal.
- Mister Dogaru!
A man was bloodily beaten
right next to me!
Do you understand the severity?
Son, you should have been
brave by now.
Why don't you want to understand?
It will get worse for you.
I want to help you
and you are brave to me.
I took the weapon with the intention of
giving it back to the gendarmes."
"But I was knocked on the ground
with the baton pushed against my chest."
What did you want, you fool?
They had the right
to warn and shoot you.
- My intention...
- Do you think it's a game?
My intention was to give them back
the weapon. I wrote it in the statement!
This is it?
I am not guilty.
- The ID!
- The ID.
The ID.
Let's go!
- What's in here?
- Fingerprinting.
What's the issue here?
Protests. Filing procedure.
OK, we'll take you from here.
Pay attention here.
I keep your ID.
Relax your hand. I do the movement.
Let it from the wrist.
OK, too much.
Raise your chin
and look at the camera.
That's it.
Turn to the right.
See, you already learned.
Good.
Raise your chin up.
Now to the left.
Turn to the left.
One more portrait.
All done.
Oh, wait, one more interview.
You say your name and that's it.
- Now?
- Just a second.
Is rolling. Now!
My name is Samuel Filipi.
Filipi Samuel.
You have a resonant name.
Are you Romanian?!
I'm also Romanian.
Ready?
Let me give you the file.
What's up bro? Are you for the jug?
This is it.
You still don't behave.
The phone and that damn camera.
Come on.
Wait here.
Move!
Don't push me,
you know I didn't do anything.
Please, let's talk like humans.
- Like humans?!
- Please!
Are you a human?
I have something to do in here.
I didn't do anything.
How long do we need to stay?
As long as I say!
Mister Nelu, what the hell did you do?
Where?
Hello.
Hello.
This one is finished.
He's still breathing?
Listen, pull the car in the backyard.
Yes, at the basement.
Two of my boys are coming
to pick up... the hero.
Frenchman, I'll give you
time to think right away.
If you ever knew who you are,
I'll make you forget it all.
A pen.
And a paper, please.
Please!
This is the spot they picked you up?
Right next to the fountains.
I warned you.
Sami, are you hungry?
No.
You're so childish.
Sometimes I wonder what I like about you.
I can't understand how you suppose
things are working in this world.
Sometimes you take everything so lightly
... you fascinate me.
Let's get you dressed.
Can you take off my socks, please?
What happened with the camera?
They took it from you?
- No.
- No?
- Do you still have it?
- Yes.
What happened with the footage?
You filmed me naked.
What if they had what you filmed?
I was becoming a visual aid
for those brainless scum.
They hit you badly.
You are unconscious.
What are you afraid of?
That I expose you?
Sami! What are you doing?
- Say!
- What are you doing?
Let me out!
Do you hear me?
Why?...
That's why you were afraid?!
Asshole, open the door!
You asshole, you idiot!
Open the door!
Don't you hear me?
Let's see.
Can you do it for yourself?