Hood Witch (2023) Movie Script
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For centuries, people
have been called witches.
Maybe they are witches,
but in Bu, it's almost a joke.
They don't believe it anymore.
At Rez, the village of spells,
they still firmly believe it.
Magic is nothing
like fortune-telling,
which, to capture the
imagination of naive clients,
indulges in pseudo-sorcery,
charlatanism, and fraud.
The thing is,
I've been hurt by them.
Why would they hurt you?
I don't know. People .
People who are...
I-- I don't know.
Come on now. Just say it.
Well, sorcerers.
Can they?
Or do they ward off bad luck?
And evil vibrations.
-At $400 a pop.
-And how much would you pay?
A whole lot.
Uh, you know that
in what we call witchcraft,
around 80% of victims on trial
have been women?
And this brings to light
the assumption
it was due to a very
strong prevailing misogyny.
And I think that
superstition and witchcraft,
they flourish exactly
like a poisonous plant
on the ruins of religion.
During my invocations, I will
prick the pins in the heart
and also in the head, and
then the sex organs as well.
Witches have swapped
broomsticks for computers.
Their photos and videos
bewitch the web.
I spit on all religions.
You'll suffer a thousandfold.
You're asking if Natasha did
witchcraft? My answer is yes.
This is sugar soaked
in Natasha's period blood.
You make invocations
with penis candles.
Why do you think
the devil likes penises?
Witchcraft exists, everyone!
Beware of all witches!
No. No, Venus, no.
It's not what we said at all.
I want a simple,
ergonomic user interface.
At that price,
it's all I can do.
No, that's bullshit.
If it were good,
believe me, I'd tell you.
-Excuse me.
-Hold on.
Please come over here.
-What? Um...
-Green's fine.
No. Red. Red. Vermilion.
-Okay, then just pay me.
-Just give me 48 hours.
Listen, the application
is complicated.
It takes me time,
so I need to get paid.
Hold on, hold on.
Wait up, Venus.
- You go too far.
- I need your phone, too.
You want the water drops?
-Yes, right under the profiles.
-Okay.
-Excuse me, ma'am.
-It's complicated.
-I have to code in--
-I'll call you back.
We good?
Yeah, you're good. Go ahead.
Ma'am?
Okay.
For the last time,
take off your dress.
Roqya.
Roqya is an invocation
to cure an evil.
I don't really give a shit
if you don't wanna talk.
Call me back. Where's my son?
Where is he?
Yeah, well, it's me again.
I'll be back in a minute.
You okay, my boy?
-Did you miss him?
-I did.
Mrs. Pnicaut is waiting.
Called
many times already.
Hey. Here, Achilles.
May Allah help you.
May Allah help you.
May Allah keep you
away from evil.
May Allah protect you
from misfortune.
May he grant all you desire.
And may he grant all you desire.
And may he grant all you desire.
I really hope they're alive.
I'm sorry.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Come on.
Come on. Yes, you're alive.
Yes, you're alive.
And yes, I know.
There you go.
That is crazy.
There you go.
Bye. Take care of yourself.
Don't forget what I told you.
Sexy underwear.
- Thanks, Rabea.
- Don't break anything.
Be careful. Careful.
I am careful.
Tell me. How'd it go?
It went well.
We'll find her a man.
The poor thing is terribly ugly.
And so,
what about my merchandise?
-Listen to this.
-Listen to what?
Listen. Where are they?
Phyllobates terribilis.
-What is that, Phyllobates?
-A very dangerous frog.
Don't touch it.
But it cures everything,
-from eyes to erections,
everything.
-But I don't want that stuff.
-Six hundred.
-Six hundred?
-Six hundred for the lot?
-Per frog.
-Per frog?
Per frog.
That is out of the question.
One thousand. One thousand.
One thousand for the lot.
For two. Come on.
Well, a thousand it is, then.
It's a deal.
You can't screw me like this
because I'm old. No, no, no, no.
No, I would never.
Don't worry. I'm not going to--
Hang on. It's okay.
There you go.
It works really well.
Amine, come down.
We're leaving now.
Coming!
Listen to me carefully.
I've lost all my stuff.
Pay me or I'm ruined.
No. No, I'll give you half
in two days' time.
You have 24 hours.
No, but are you serious?
Really, Venus?
Now, listen to me.
Shit!
-Hello?
-Fuck me.
Are you okay, Amine?
- Yeah.
- Aw, shit.
- Nour!
- Well done, Mr. Sissoko.
Good reflexes.
- Well, they braked.
- Wait a second.
- What's happening?
- Asshole.
-Hello? Nour.
-Hold on.
I'll call you right back.
-Okay. Call me back. Hurry.
-I'll call you back.
You wanna kill your son,
is that it?
Priorities really
aren't your thing, huh?
Asshole.
-Fuck me.
-Bravissimo.
The car's a wreck,
and it's on Amine's side.
-What do I do now?
-Vroom, vroom. Get a bike?
Why don't you answer my calls?
Because I don't want to.
By the way, I found this.
-So what?
-Know where I found it?
In my mattress.
Not under it, but in it.
Does that scare you?
Are you scared of that?
It isn't my style.
I could easily kill you.
Amine, how was Marrakesh?
Did you enjoy it?
Did you see many dolphins?
You don't get them over there.
Wanna go grab a bite?
Okay.
See you later, then.
So, did you do it?
Huh?
Why don't you
cut the crap, huh?
Listen to me. Drop it.
Yeah.
But I would like to know
what you put in it.
In what?
In what?
In your gris-gris.
What was it,
cinnamon or frog poop?
Or maybe snake fangs?
Tell me.
I know, but you tell me.
Come on.
-Kevin?
-What, Ma?
- Hey, Nour.
- Amine. Over here.
-Good morning.
-Give me two minutes.
-Nour, you okay?
-Yeah. What's up?
Nour, you got a minute?
Kevin's not doing too well.
-What is it?
-The thing is... Look, Nour.
-Yeah.
-You see him over there.
He's fine. He's calm.
Then, there's times when things
just go awry in his head
and he loses his mind.
So, was your vacation good?
Well, I was at the hospital.
Ah.
Look what I bought.
-What's that?
-A Moroccan sweat suit.
He has severe seizures.
He's unbearable.
I can't-- I'm scared, you know?
So with the, you know,
lithium, it's expensive.
He needs it for life, huh?
Yeah, lithium is expensive
these days.
Yeah, lithium is expensive.
-Sure is.
-What can I do to pay for it?
Well, if you can pay,
I can help you.
-Really?
-Really.
How?
I have a cheaper alternative
for you.
-For Kevin?
-What's on you?
Some. Some. Some.
It really depends.
-We'll work it out.
-It depends.
You're joking, huh, aren't you?
You're not joking?
You could help him, huh?
No, no. It's a lot cheaper
than it used to be.
-Can you give him treatment?
-The lithium.
Amine, let's get going.
- Yeah, okay. I'm coming.
- We'll sort this out.
I thought we were taking photos.
She's in a hurry. I gotta go.
-See you.
-I'll find you the money.
-Bye.
-Nour!
Nour! I'm counting on you!
I'm gonna feed the animals.
What a mess you've got.
It's been a while.
What's up, guys?
I missed you all.
-Where's the food in here?
-In the cupboard on the right.
Oh, now you,
the one I wanted to see.
Huh, Tenchi?
Oh, yeah. You're so cool.
Wow, you got bigger.
It's dinnertime.
Is the list of healers finished?
A demon is an angel,
an intelligent angel.
-Yo, I'm talking to you.
-Don't worry, it's done. Look.
There are no wackos
on that list?
Rabea checked all of it.
Then you can send it to Venus.
Okay, I'll do that.
You must understand
that the Prophet forbids
this kind of talisman
because hanging up a talisman
is polytheistic.
Unfortunately,
in Africa, they are widespread
to protect you from djinns,
witchcraft, and the evil eye.
The fact is
that all knots are witchcraft.
Inside these talismans,
we can see
the supposed names of Allah,
scriptures from
the Quran, bismillah, bismin,
Supposedly, there's only
the Quran in it,
but that's not true.
And this one?
Not the best
thing in the world.
You're incredibly
hard to please.
I just have high standards.
I want something simple, Ma.
Write the name of the app and an
eye underneath with two lines.
Now that's a logo.
I really like that.
Hey, Ma,
can I ask you a question?
Yeah, sure.
A lot of people
will sign up for the app,
but do they have
real problems or not?
Yeah.
Will we treat them for real,
or is it in their minds?
Listen, I'm gonna
tell you a little story.
In the days of the Gold Rush,
it wasn't the gold diggers
who made the most money.
It was those who sold shovels.
Understand?
It's just business. That's it.
Go quietly and see who it is.
It's just kids, that's all.
Oh. Shit.
Take a look
at my work of art.
Like it?
No way.
-Think that's enough glitter?
-What?
-Jealous of her?
-Can I pay you by transfer?
Of course.
She liked glitter,
so I put glitter on her...
Payment denied.
...and then you give me shit.
-Shit.
-What's wrong, sweetie?
A vehicle's brake fluid
lasts forever, answer A.
I don't know.
It's impossible.
Look, I just don't have
any room, Mrs. Chang.
You've got to be kidding me.
Are you out of your mind?
Who do you think I am, huh?
I'm not leaving.
-Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh.
-Child support is 500 euros
short every month.
You know that money
isn't for me.
It's for your son. Okay?
Let's call the judge.
I gotta call you back,
all right?
Let's call him
and see what's up.
Stop all your yelling.
Shut the fuck up.
The correct answer, B.
-Get off.
-Do you happen to know
how much
that fucking car cost me?
You're hurting me, Dylan.
I'll do your transfer for you,
you bum.
Fuck me.
The real answer
is answer C, accelerate.
Wanna call the judge, huh?
You're going to tell him
what you do for a living?
Show him your apartment
full of animals?
Yeah. I'll talk to him for you.
I'll tell him everything,
especially
that you're getting Amine
into your witchcraft stuff.
Want to call the judge?
Here.
Go ahead and call him.
You'll see your son
again when he turns 18.
Go fuck yourself, Dylan.
Piss off.
Dumb bitch.
Kevin gives me trouble
every day.
What can I do? I have to...
I can't do it on my own.
I need help.
Don't you see?
I need a lot of help.
I understand it's hard.
He's different.
Trust my mom will
take care of him.
I hope he's going to be okay
and it does him good.
It will. Don't worry about it.
Kevin, do you agree
to be exorcised?
Yeah.
-Jesus Christ...
-Have mercy.
Heavenly Father,
who helps God...
Have mercy on his soul.
-Redeem our son, who helps God.
-Have mercy.
-Holy Spirit, who helps God...
-Have mercy.
-Holy Trinity, the only God--
-Have mercy.
-Holy Mary...
-Pray for us.
-Holy Mother of God...
-Pray for us.
-Holy Virgin of virgins...
-Pray for us.
I can't keep
going to the doctor.
-It costs me way too much.
-Yeah.
It's too expensive.
I don't have that kind of money.
I don't know what to do.
I'm drowning.
-He's... He's becoming--
-Here.
-It's for Kevin.
-Huh?
Put it around his neck
for seven days.
It has the power to protect him.
You sure that this
is going to help him?
You have to trust me.
Don't tell anyone. Promise me.
He mustn't take it off
even when he showers?
Even then, and for seven days.
Okay. It's our secret.
Hush.
-Thank you, kid.
-All good.
-Thank you very much. Really.
-You're welcome.
Friends always help each other.
Hey, you're a good guy,
I could really tell.
Lord, be an impregnable fortress
against every enemy.
Send him your help, Lord,
from your sanctuary.
And from Zion,
protect him, Lord.
Answer my prayer.
May my cry reach you.
He commands you,
he who asked you to plunge!
Obey. Fear Satan,
adversary of faith.
By the mysteries of the
incarnation, the Resurrection,
and the Ascension
of our Lord Jesus Christ...
- What's going on?
- ...by the Holy Spirit
and the return of our Lord
for the judgment...
...may the sick heart
and the sincere mind
offer you the homage they can!
By Lord Jesus Christ,
your son who is in God,
lives and reigns with you,
the same spirit for centuries.
Amen.
O Lord, hear my prayer.
God, creator
and defender of mankind
who made man in your image,
look upon your servant, Kevin,
that the ancient adversary,
the old enemy of the Earth--
Feeling better?
Let me see you. Your tongue.
Take good care, okay?
Mm-hmm.
Uh, it's going to be okay.
He's looking better now,
I think. Huh?
Put your jacket on, Kevin.
Here. Thank you.
No, no, no, no, no. Thank you.
No. No. Keep it.
Keep it for yourself.
Just look after your son.
-He's okay, no?
-Get going, Jules. Go on.
Okay.
Thank you, thank you.
Hey. Let's go.
Amine, for fuck's sake.
-You did it again.
-But I didn't mean to.
You've already stalled the car
four times now.
You just dumb or what?
Come on now. First gear.
Go slow this time.
How was school today?
I wasn't at school today.
So, what did you do?
-Who were you with?
-I was with Mom.
And what was she up to?
You're not helping her
with that shitty app, are you?
Eyes on the road.
You got a girlfriend?
Huh?
Oh, you're not gonna tell me?
No.
What about Mom?
What about her?
She seeing anyone?
-No.
-You sure?
You telling me the truth?
Does anyone sleep over?
No.
This is bonkers.
Fuck me.
What the hell is he doing here?
-What?
Him.
That asshole.
Uh, Amine told me to put it up.
And I told Amine not to.
I'll take it down.
He just got out of jail.
He thinks he's a magician.
Oh, that's so cute.
Aw, they're just little frogs.
Hey. No, no, no, no.
Those are the most dangerous
frogs in the whole world.
Wait. They're dangerous?
-Yeah. They're deadly.
-Ah.
Get rid of that crook, okay?
And I mean right now.
Here.
Thank you.
So, I have a solution
for the interface,
but we'll have to do something
to get noticed.
- Amine.
- Yeah?
Come over here.
What's up?
You want to do something crazy?
Don't look at me.
It's your mom's idea.
Something wild.
Okay. Here goes.
Baraka, for instant access
to marabouts.
Bad luck a problem?
Baraka will find you
the expert you need.
I was losing my hair and
decided to consult some people.
Thanks to Baraka,
a marabout grew it all back.
Look at me now.
My husband
had a really bad knee.
I found a prophet in Baraka.
Now he wants to play tennis
and basketball as well.
Baraka is simply great.
Well, this app kind of sucks.
Just relax.
Baraka,
for experienced healers,
marabouts,
and Reiki practitioners.
Influence neighbors,
toxic friends,
professional life
and politics.
Find me on Baraka.
Your loved ones left you?
They'll come back
with their tail between
their legs like a puppy.
There are several ways
to make a payment.
Cash, credit card,
cryptocurrency.
My hubby had a huge problem.
Erectile dysfunction.
I paid in one go,
and now life's a party.
Fucking hell.
She means business.
Baraka is my favorite app.
-Ba.
-Ra.
Ka!
Baraka is the app
that puts Baraka in your life.
Baraka, Baraka, Baraka.
It is an app to live for.
Can you possibly imagine
the danger we're in
because of that shitty app?
Huh?
You're living with a witch.
The woman is possessed.
She's stolen your soul,
but also your spirit.
Look, we're going
to have to stop her.
But it's your fault.
It is all your fault.
You let her take your child.
I am positive
you don't even like her.
She must have...
she bewitched you.
Think, man,
about the child she possesses.
He's your future.
He's your blood.
We must purify the boy.
Amine, you want to have
a sleepover at my house?
Sure, but I've got
to ask my mother, okay?
Hey, Ma.
Can I sleep over at Gaby's?
-No. Tonight we spend at home.
-But Ma.
Will your mother be home?
Totally, ma'am.
Get her to call me.
Of course, ma'am.
And where's your phone, dear?
Aw, shit. I left it in the car.
-Here.
-Thank you.
-Give it back tonight.
-Okay.
Tell Zuleika to call me, yeah?
- Yeah, sure.
- As soon as you get there.
- Don't forget.
- Yup!
We have to hurry.
Nour!
Nour!
Nour!
What's wrong with you?
What are you doing here?
Hush.
-What's going on?
-Help me, please.
-Help me.
-Tell me.
This was...
This was... This was...
Kevin?
-Is he okay?
-No, he's...
-No, he's not.
-Then call 911.
Oh, no.
You have to help me, Nour.
He... He... He's bad.
He's bad. Yeah.
Be careful. Don't touch anything
because it's...
It's... It's... It's...
Nour! No. No, it's this way.
Follow me.
But mind where you're walking.
Watch out for the bottles
on the wall here.
Don't touch my girlies.
He's over there. Over there.
That's his room.
He's in here. Careful.
Are you serious?
-You tied him up?
-For his own good, really.
Otherwise, he'd break things
-and hurt himself.
-I'll help you.
-For his own good.
-Give me the key.
Uh, that's not a good idea.
You don't know
what you're doing.
-Come on, give me the key.
-He can be very violent.
Look at me. Give me the key.
-He's got a lot of strength.
-Jules.
Uh, be careful.
-Because it's not--
-All right. Kevin, it's okay.
-Look at me. It's okay.
-No, no, no.
No, you shouldn't do that.
That... That's not okay.
That's it. It's over, okay?
Look at me.
Look.
Fuck me, what's that?
Stop. Stop that.
You're bleeding.
Stop. Damn it,
you're hurting yourself.
Look at me.
Kevin. You're going to be okay.
You want me dead?
No. I'm Nour.
I'm Amine's mother, remember?
You want me dead?
You want me dead?
Wait.
Father Sebastian, are you there?
What's going on?
Kevin is having a fit.
Please, you must show me.
-Okay.
-I assure you, old serpent,
by the judge of the living
and the dead...
-Kevin, listen to him.
-...by the creator of the world
-who has the power
to send you to hell--
-Let's go for a walk.
Let's get some fresh air.
There you go. There you go.
Yeah.
Oh!
You want to destroy me?
Jules!
Daughter of Iblis!
Kevin! Kevin!
Kevin. You're hurting me.
Jules! Jules!
Damn it!
Look at me.
It's me. It's Nour.
You're... You're hurting me.
Daughter of Iblis.
Kevin.
You're hurting me.
Jules!
Jules!
Kevin.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It wasn't me.
I know.
I'm sorry.
-I didn't mean to.
-I know.
I know.
We'll take care of you, huh?
-We'll take care of you, okay?
-Thank you.
It doesn't matter, okay?
It'll be all right.
Shh, shh, shh.
-Just calm down.
-Sorry.
I'm so sorry.
- Yeah.
- You know, he's very...
Want another beer?
It's a nice night.
Come on.
Let's have some fun.
Let's enjoy the night.
Fun.
I really like him.
Yeah, I like his family.
I know.
Hello, Venus?
Yeah, it's me.
Listen, uh,
we have to stop.
What do you want us to stop?
We stop everything.
The site, the app, everything.
We're not going to stop.
Are you serious?
No, I'm serious.
Delete it. Delete it tonight.
We're stopping.
We're stopping tonight, okay?
Okay. We'll stop.
Where'd that come from?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, I don't believe it!
- Did he jump?
- Kevin!
No!
Kevin! Kevin!
- Somebody
call an ambulance!
- She killed him! Her!
That's the witch who killed him!
You killed my son!
You're a witch!
All right. All right, guys.
- Calm down. Nour?
- Witch!
-What's going on?
-What have you done to my son?
-Tell me.
-You're a witch!
-Take it easy.
-You're a witch!
-Hey. Calm down.
-No!
Come here.
- She's walking away!
Where are you going?
We just want to talk.
Stop her. Come on!
Go around! Go over there!
-Where is she?
-Come on, let's get her!
Can you see her?
Can you see her?
- She went that way.
- Where is she?
Did you see her?
- Can you see her?
- Maybe over there.
Fuck!
Hustle.
We've got to move!
You two, go to that
vacant lot over there.
Don't let that witch
get away, okay?
Quick!
Now, now, now!
Come on, let's
catch her! Let's get that witch!
There she is! Stop her!
Come on!
Hurry!
She's going to get away!
- She's getting away!
- She's over there!
Don't let her hide!
Come on, let's go.
Search every hiding place.
Go this way.
I'm going to go the other way.
Come on.
We can't let her get away.
Don't let her get away!
The basement is that way.
Let's go around.
Come on, hurry up, guys.
Don't let her out.
Block the door.
Block, block, block!
Hurry up!
Come on! Let's go!
Come on. Go around.
Spare some change, please?
Please, please.
Spare some change, ma'am?
Some change?
She's going
that way now!
Come on!
- Let's go!
- Hurry up!
One person that way,
two here.
Yeah, go that way.
You two, here.
You two go that way.
Fuck, it stinks.
They shit themselves
or what? Eh.
That way. That way!
Where is she?
- Let's try over there.
- Hurry up, guys!
Hey.
Come on! Come on!
Move it! Move it!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hurry up!
Hello, Zuleika. Tell Amine
to meet me at the car.
Don't ask me why. Do it now.
Do it now!
- Hey.
- Fuck me!
The fuck? Dylan.
Dylan. Dylan, help me.
Please help me.
They're going to kill us.
They're going to kill Amine,
I swear.
Can you go get him? I beg you.
What are you doing?
Put it on.
Come on. Not this now.
-Put it on.
-No more emotional blackmail.
I said, put it on.
I'd rather die than be with you!
Careful with that door!
Come on, open the door!
Let us in! Let us in!
- Don't let her get away!
- Open the door!
- Open this door!
- Come on! Open the door now!
Come on! Open this door!
- Open this door!
- Open it! Open it!
Hurry up! Let's go!
She's trying to run away!
-We're gonna
break down the door!
-Open the door!
- Come on! What are you doing?
- Don't let her get away!
-Open the damn door!
-Yeah, take forever, asshole!
Get out of the way!
Where is she?
Open it! Open it!
Let's go!
I think she went upstairs!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Come on!
Come on! Take the elevator!
She's going to
get tired of running.
Keep going! Get going!
Go, go, go, go!
Guys, keep up, okay?
Keep going.
Come on. Come on! Let's go!
-Come on! Where's she at?
-What?
-Oh, whoa, whoa!
-What the hell is that?
Oh, I don't know.
Fuck you up!
We're going to get you!
You'll see!
- You can't hide, witch!
- Come here!
-Get back.
-Where'd it come from?
Get back, guys!
What kind of animal is that?
Oh, God.
- Take the elevator. Hurry up.
- I'll go first.
Come on, guys.
Let's go. I have an idea.
Come on! I have an idea.
Look! Listen to me!
-Follow me.
-She won't get far.
What's going on?
Pick up, Mom, for fuck's sake!
Oh, for fuck's sake!
The fuck?
Oh, shit.
Go on the other side.
Go on the other side!
Just drive, Amine.
-But why?
-Don't ask questions.
Just do it already. Come on!
I don't understand.
What happened?
Why am I driving?
Hurry.
-Huh?
-Come on. Don't worry.
I'll tell you later.
Drive.
-Hurry, Amine.
-Yeah, but why?
No more questions.
What's going on?
Why is everyone after you?
I'll tell you later. Drive!
And don't ask questions, okay?
-Just tell me.
-Fuck.
The car will be picked up
tomorrow. Room 20.
Yeah, thanks. Amine?
Come on.
He was found lifeless
at the foot of this building
right here.
The initial hypothesis
is, of course, suicide,
but the circumstances
remain unclear.
Many locals point to the
responsibility of a woman.
This is also what was explained
to us by the victim's father.
Good evening, sir. What message
do you wish to get across?
Uh, it wasn't a suicide.
Don't broadcast that.
Those people, that woman,
they do bad things.
Don't let them go free.
They're dangerous.
They keep doing harm
to everyone and anyone
in their way.
Kevin never bothered a soul.
That wretched woman
wanted to do things to him.
I don't understand.
I kept giving her money,
so much.
I had to give her money
for that, there!
Now what do I do?
I've got nothing.
-I'm no one. I'm all alone.
-We understand your emotions.
So, a literal witch hunt
has been launched
and is still ongoing
to find this woman.
Yes.
Thank you very much for that.
This trauma obviously
rekindles the debate
around charlatans
who exploit the misfortune
of vulnerable people.
- Indeed.
- With us to talk about it,
I welcome psychologist
Christine Doherty,
author of the book
The Healers of The Soul,
whose impressive cartography
details with precision
the ramifications
of this business.
That being said, you should
know that in France--
Is what they say true?
You're a witch?
You killed Kevin?
I just wanted to help him.
I saw a video of my dad.
They say you kidnapped me,
that you're going to hurt me.
I could never hurt you, Amine.
I love you more than anything.
You know that.
Don't believe them.
Just don't believe them.
You hear me?
Salam alaykum, brothers.
Your brother Dylan
is right here.
He had his son kidnapped
by his dangerous wife.
That woman is possessed.
Have no illusions.
She is in some sort of
satanic association.
I don't understand how you
can accuse a girl like that.
Nour is a person,
not an animal.
A good person.
She couldn't kill.
Everyone says that it's Nour.
I don't know.
Share this video anyway.
Everybody, share the video
with the hashtag
"Nour, the bad witch."
They need a scapegoat,
an evil witch in their story.
If this woman is innocent,
why on Earth did she run away?
Muslims cannot take
the name of Allah in vain.
As a child of Jesus Christ,
why seek out
the forces of darkness?
Her son will be cursed.
These things don't happen
in the countryside.
That is exactly what happens
when inequalities flourish.
The mother's called Nour?
Let them do that
back home, please.
If a man had done that,
I'm quite sure that people--
Two thousand years
of lynching women.
They burned her
like Joan of Arc.
Karma's a bitch.
And you're one murderous bitch.
If you really killed him,
they should give you the chair.
Whatever you do,
please stay calm.
See what she did to that boy?
I'll smoke her myself!
Stop! You're neither the police
or a judge.
There will be a march.
Listen closely, Nour.
You can't hide.
They're crazy!
It's madness!
Nour killed that kid.
Fuck all you motherfuckers!
Amine?
Amine?
Amine?
Hello, miss.
Excuse me.
You haven't seen
a teenage boy, have you?
Shh.
What the fuck?
Amine!
Have you seen my son?
No.
Amine?
Pick up. Come on.
For God's sake.
Amine!
-Hey! Where were you?
-Ah! Ow!
Where were you?
Kid, don't do that to me.
Don't you do that to me!
Look at me.
Never again, understand?
Come here.
-They're right about us.
-About us?
Yeah, and they're right.
It's our fault Kevin is dead.
It's not our fault.
It's not our fault.
Stop that. You hear me?
I went to help him.
He had a fit.
-We messed with witchcraft.
-What witchcraft?
Don't believe that crap.
Kevin was sick, Amine, you know?
Do you know that?
Come here.
Let's go, Amine.
Yeah, that's her.
Come on, guys. Come!
- Hey, Aminou.
- Hey!
- Aminoo.
- Hey, you witch!
Won't you turn around?
Hey. You're not going
to stop for me? Come on.
You're a real star now.
Your face is here,
there, and everywhere.
TV, news. Come on.
Let us through. Let us through.
Brother Ahmed
is looking for you.
Know who that is?
Do you or no?
- Stop filming. Stop filming.
- Hey!
-Stop filming, I told you.
-Easy. Easy.
-Calm down. Relax.
-What did I tell you?
Ahmed's looking for the kid.
-Okay, buddy? Relax.
-Let us pass. Don't talk to him.
What's your name? Amine, right?
Let us through, please. Please.
Have you heard what
happened to Kevin?
Shame you do
all that weird stuff.
-You're kind of cute.
-Don't touch me.
What's in the bag? May I?
-May I? Take it easy.
-Let us through. Amine.
-Get off!
-Don't touch me. Let us pass.
- Let go. Gimme.
- No!
Amine! Amine! Amine! Amine!
Let go of him! I will kill you!
Let go of her!
Don't touch me!
Amine!
-Mommy!
-Take it easy.
- Shut up and get lost!
- Let me go!
Wait, wait! Calm down.
-Stop it!
-Mommy!
-Amine!
-How dare you?
-You slapped me, you bitch!
-Let her go!
- Shut your mouth!
- Mom!
-Let's beat it, now!
-Leave her alone!
Leave her alone!
-She slapped me!
-I don't give a shit.
- I don't care.
- Mom!
-Amine!
-Come on!
-Amine!
-Mom!
Amine!
Mother! Mother!
Mother! Stop it!
You're gonna regret hitting me,
you dirty whore!
-You'll be safe with us. Relax.
-Mom!
You'll be sorry you
ever hit me, bitch!
Get over here!
What are you doing?
Leave her alone! Leave her
alone! Move it, move it!
Rejoice, my brothers.
God calls us on the day
of Resurrection,
despite the many trials
people will go through.
Well, just know
that you'll be the reason
for entry into paradise
for those you've loved
and appreciated in this life.
They're close to heaven.
There are many
scholars' opinions.
How's it going, kiddo? Huh?
Are you okay?
Here. Why don't you
sit next to me?
Sit here, kid. There you go.
Sit next to me, kid.
There you are.
That's good. Huh?
How goes it?
Look at me. Huh?
You don't want to look at me?
You know the little secret
we had, son?
Remember the
the little secret?
I have to tell you something.
Um...
Seems it didn't work with Kevin.
It didn't work.
So, here's your little gris-gris
because, shh,
it didn't work with Kevin.
You... You...
You could keep it with you.
And you can give it
to someone else if you want.
I don't mind. I have no problem
with you giving it
to someone else.
Maybe it'll work
on someone else.
You're a good kid, very good.
That's enough.
That's enough!
The ordeal will be difficult.
He'll call upon his lord
in a way he didn't
when he was alive.
With greater strength,
concentration,
and conviction.
I'm glad you're here, Amine.
Any news of your mother?
Hmm?
What she's doing is wrong.
Beware of her.
It's Nour. Let me in, I beg you.
Open up!
-I don't want any trouble.
-Rabea! What is this?
Leave me alone.
I've seen you on TV.
Open the door!
They've got Amine.
They took Amine.
I beg you, open the door.
Just wait a second.
Amine.
Amine, can you hear me?
Amine?
Amine?
Amine?
Hey. What's up, man?
Amine? What's wrong with you?
Why are you crying?
Have you done something wrong?
Come here. Come here.
Hey, what did you
do to yourself, huh?
Hey. What's going on, buddy?
What is all this?
Amine, look at me.
Hey.
Look at me.
Shh.
You've reached the phone number
for Ahmed.
Please leave a message.
Amine?
Hey!
Where is my son?
Give me back my son!
Otherwise, your wives will be
barren and your children sick!
- Asshole!
- Do you hear me?
Where is my son?
Hey, guys,
the crazy lady's back!
Amine!
Nour, would you calm down?
Dylan left with Amine.
They had suitcases.
What?
Good for her.
-Dylan?
-Yeah?
You know what happened because
of your bullshit, bitch?
Amine hurt himself.
I'll take care of him
while you get lost.
You got me?
Dylan!
Dylan!
That way!
That way! Come on.
Hurry up, man!
Hurry!
We gotta get the bitch.
Hurry!
Go, go, go!
Salam, my brothers.
Please come in.
See what she's done
with her app?
It's witchcraft.
Unfortunately,
many have been affected.
Some deny it, but it does exist.
It's become commonplace.
Some people, to get a job,
go see a sorcerer.
Others, as they're jealous,
envious, hateful,
will go see a sorcerer.
Their hearts
are plain sick or dead.
Your wife and son took
advantage of their weakness.
Do you know why?
They were bewitched.
We can still save your son.
I'll take care of him.
Don't you worry.
This is an infallible,
very old spell.
The talisman makes a man
love a woman unconditionally.
He cannot speak
without saying her name.
You are doomed to love,
thanks to the power
of Qur'an-Qur'an
and of Siosiu.
There are women who have
failed and some men too.
There is no escape
from this spell.
You'll go mad if you resist.
There.
There we go. You're perfect.
The side effects
are extremely impure
to any who would try to resist.
Now just say the words.
I'll give you an example
so you can see.
Ahmed, your fate
is now sealed for good.
Either live with this woman
or die.
Put this on. Easy.
Your arms.
Lift up.
You, Ahmed Sorgo, dirty coward
who beats women,
look here.
Just as scum
cannot return to the moon,
just as this needle cannot
come out without my will,
I want Ahmed, son of Aliad,
to wither as long as I please.
Ahmed owes to many.
Just as this material
remains without being cleaned
and just
as I plugged this hole,
I close Ahmed Sorgo's mouth.
Come on, let's go.
Come on.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Salam. Brothers, I told you,
she's a witch.
She's possessed by the devil.
She is truly
the devil incarnate.
She's killed before.
She's bewitching her own child.
We must get her away from us.
She wants to separate us.
She's a demon.
The demon no longer
has any power against--
Did you meet my little friend?
Did you touch her?
You shouldn't touch girls.
It's dangerous.
Where's my son?
Where is he?
He is at the clinic.
Brother Ilis.
Help me, please. Help me!
It's her.
It's the witch!
Salam alaykum, sister.
Alaykum salam.
Welcome to the
Roqya Center, ma'am.
Got an appointment?
-I must see Brother Ilis.
-Sure.
What is it for?
Hijama, purification, exorcism?
Uh, I'll see
if I could fit you in today.
Come with me.
If you will.
...benefits
that we consider controversial.
Even so, society...
Take a seat.
Make yourself comfortable.
...lack
of more appropriate methods.
However,
it has particular importance
in finding cures
and modes of protection
in keeping with Islam.
Roqya is often practiced
by qualified members
of the Muslim community.
It's used to treat problems
such as inexplicable illnesses,
recurring nightmares,
mental health problems,
and any other issue that
may have negative influences.
It's a practice
solely based on Islam.
The devil burns with salt.
May the devil
burn in hell with this salt.
You will soon be cured.
Salam alaykum, sister.
I hear you need
help with something.
What can I do for you?
I must see Brother Ilis.
He's busy at the moment.
But I'm listening.
Where is he?
In a consultation.
But I can also help you.
Everybody thinks
I'm possessed by the devil.
But I think I'm just angry.
I want revenge.
Ah, revenge and vengeance.
I know what can help you.
It's called a roqya.
Know what it is?
A roqya is an exorcism.
Are you willing to do one?
Yeah.
Okay.
A sister will get you ready.
I'll be back in a minute
to get you.
I feel I know you.
Have we met before?
No.
No?
All right, then.
I'll be right back.
My ear.
- My eyes.
- Shh, easy now.
Shh.
Yes.
Okay. Now go ahead
and open your mouth a little.
Easy.
-There you go.
-Is this safe?
Yes, of course.
It's disgusting.
No. No, I don't want it.
-You're sure about this?
-I'm sure.
Stop it!
-Easy now.
-It's burning!
-Where is it?
-In my ears!
I'll get rid of it.
Hang in there.
-And my eyes too.
-I'll get rid of it.
Stop it! Stop it!
-Come on, now.
-It's burning!
You'll see, Sheitan! Out!
-He's not breathing, man.
-Make him stop!
You must breathe.
God is here with you.
You must breathe.
God is here with you.
You must breathe.
God is there with you.
God is here with you.
- One more.
- Stop it!
-Oh, no!
-Okay, help me.
Help me, please.
Now.
-Open your mouth!
-Amine.
Open your mouth, I tell you!
Come out! Save this boy's soul!
Get out, Sheitan!
Get out of him!
Hold him down!
Out, Sheitan!
- Out, Shaytan!
- Stop!
-Stop, stop, stop!
-He doesn't have the same face.
Come out!
Out, Sheitan! You get out!
Mother!
It's the devil coming out.
It's the devil coming out!
- Hey! The last one!
- Stop! He's not right.
What's wrong with him?
What's wrong?
He's calm.
-He's calm now.
-He's not moving!
What's wrong with him?
What's wrong with him?
He's right.
Nothing is the same.
- Wake him up!
- Yes!
-Calm down!
-Wake him up!
No!
Calm down, okay?
Just calm down.
Just calm down!
Calm down!
Calm the hell down!
Get off!
Calm down!
I'm going to kill you!
Amine!
I'm here.
We'll be okay.
Hang on.
I'm here.
We made it.
We made it.
Amine!
Amine, are you okay?
I can't... I can't...
I can't breathe.
-I'm here.
-Mom.
You're with me.
It hurts. Mom, I can't breathe.
I know.
-Mom!
-Amine!
Amine, look at me.
Look at me!
I can't...
Look at me. I'm here. I'm here.
I'm here. I'm here.
I'm right here.
Hold my hand, hon.
Give me your hand.
Calm down, my love. Calm down.
I'm here.
I'm going to take care of you.
Lean on me. Lean on me.
- What's going on?
- Help me!
-Help me. Help me.
-What's going on?
Hey. Hey!
What's up with Amine?
What's the matter?
What's wrong, honey?
Okay. I'll go prepare
something for the boy.
Wait here.
It's okay.
It's over.
Lie down.
Lie down.
Hold on. Hold on.
- Help me!
- What's going on?
What have you done?
- What's with him?
- Help me!
Why involve me?
Think I want
any of your problems?
- Stop, Rabea. Stop.
- Dear God, why?
What's wrong with that boy?
- What's wrong with Amine?
- This isn't the time!
My God.
I told you to stop
creating these problems.
- Stop!
- Tell me what's happened.
Amine.
Amine?
Amine? Amine!
Amine! Amine!
Hey, Mom.
Amine!
Amine. I'm right here with you.
Amine?
Rabea?
Rabea!
Rabea!
-Amine! Amine!
-What's going on?
-Call 911! Call 911!
-What's going on?
-I don't understand.
-Just call 911, would you?
Amine!
Amine!
Wake up! Wake up for Mommy!
For Mom!
I'm so sorry.
It's my fault.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, my love.
Mommy.
It's over.
My son.
It's all over now, okay?
It's over.
I promise you.
I'm here now, okay?
Rabea, they're here.
They're here. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Can you walk? I'll help you.
Come on.
Thanks for coming.
Come on now. We gotta go.
Wait up.
-Come on.
-Take this, please.
-Come on.
-And go. Go on.
Go on. Don't worry about me.
Don't worry.
Have no fear, okay?
God is with me.
-No.
-Go.
And may Allah help you, dear.
-Come with us!
-Have no fear. Have no fear.
May Allah help you both.
Go ahead.
May God make it easy for you.
Open up!
Get out of the house now!
Go on. Climb up.
Quiet, now. Don't make a sound.
Okay?
Come on, let's go.
Please stop the bus.
Please, sir, can't you stop?
Stop the bus now, creep!
Hey. Didn't you hear?
Come on.
"In the name of Allah,
the most gracious,
the most merciful.
Praise be to Allah,
Lord of the worlds,
the most gracious,
the most merciful."
"Guide us to the straight path,
the path of those on whom
you've bestowed your favor,
not those who have incurred
your anger,
nor those who have gone astray.
In the name of Allah,
gracious, merciful.
Praise be to Allah,
Lord of the worlds.
Gracious and merciful
master of retribution,
it is you whom we worship
and you whose help we implore.
Guide us to the straight path.
Bismillah!"
Amine.
Amine.
I'm fine, my darling.
Don't worry, sweetie.
Come on. Let's go eat.
Are you hungry?
Are you coming?
Well?
Go on and get your coat, then.
To my mom.
For centuries, people
have been called witches.
Maybe they are witches,
but in Bu, it's almost a joke.
They don't believe it anymore.
At Rez, the village of spells,
they still firmly believe it.
Magic is nothing
like fortune-telling,
which, to capture the
imagination of naive clients,
indulges in pseudo-sorcery,
charlatanism, and fraud.
The thing is,
I've been hurt by them.
Why would they hurt you?
I don't know. People .
People who are...
I-- I don't know.
Come on now. Just say it.
Well, sorcerers.
Can they?
Or do they ward off bad luck?
And evil vibrations.
-At $400 a pop.
-And how much would you pay?
A whole lot.
Uh, you know that
in what we call witchcraft,
around 80% of victims on trial
have been women?
And this brings to light
the assumption
it was due to a very
strong prevailing misogyny.
And I think that
superstition and witchcraft,
they flourish exactly
like a poisonous plant
on the ruins of religion.
During my invocations, I will
prick the pins in the heart
and also in the head, and
then the sex organs as well.
Witches have swapped
broomsticks for computers.
Their photos and videos
bewitch the web.
I spit on all religions.
You'll suffer a thousandfold.
You're asking if Natasha did
witchcraft? My answer is yes.
This is sugar soaked
in Natasha's period blood.
You make invocations
with penis candles.
Why do you think
the devil likes penises?
Witchcraft exists, everyone!
Beware of all witches!
No. No, Venus, no.
It's not what we said at all.
I want a simple,
ergonomic user interface.
At that price,
it's all I can do.
No, that's bullshit.
If it were good,
believe me, I'd tell you.
-Excuse me.
-Hold on.
Please come over here.
-What? Um...
-Green's fine.
No. Red. Red. Vermilion.
-Okay, then just pay me.
-Just give me 48 hours.
Listen, the application
is complicated.
It takes me time,
so I need to get paid.
Hold on, hold on.
Wait up, Venus.
- You go too far.
- I need your phone, too.
You want the water drops?
-Yes, right under the profiles.
-Okay.
-Excuse me, ma'am.
-It's complicated.
-I have to code in--
-I'll call you back.
We good?
Yeah, you're good. Go ahead.
Ma'am?
Okay.
For the last time,
take off your dress.
Roqya.
Roqya is an invocation
to cure an evil.
I don't really give a shit
if you don't wanna talk.
Call me back. Where's my son?
Where is he?
Yeah, well, it's me again.
I'll be back in a minute.
You okay, my boy?
-Did you miss him?
-I did.
Mrs. Pnicaut is waiting.
Called
many times already.
Hey. Here, Achilles.
May Allah help you.
May Allah help you.
May Allah keep you
away from evil.
May Allah protect you
from misfortune.
May he grant all you desire.
And may he grant all you desire.
And may he grant all you desire.
I really hope they're alive.
I'm sorry.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Come on.
Come on. Yes, you're alive.
Yes, you're alive.
And yes, I know.
There you go.
That is crazy.
There you go.
Bye. Take care of yourself.
Don't forget what I told you.
Sexy underwear.
- Thanks, Rabea.
- Don't break anything.
Be careful. Careful.
I am careful.
Tell me. How'd it go?
It went well.
We'll find her a man.
The poor thing is terribly ugly.
And so,
what about my merchandise?
-Listen to this.
-Listen to what?
Listen. Where are they?
Phyllobates terribilis.
-What is that, Phyllobates?
-A very dangerous frog.
Don't touch it.
But it cures everything,
-from eyes to erections,
everything.
-But I don't want that stuff.
-Six hundred.
-Six hundred?
-Six hundred for the lot?
-Per frog.
-Per frog?
Per frog.
That is out of the question.
One thousand. One thousand.
One thousand for the lot.
For two. Come on.
Well, a thousand it is, then.
It's a deal.
You can't screw me like this
because I'm old. No, no, no, no.
No, I would never.
Don't worry. I'm not going to--
Hang on. It's okay.
There you go.
It works really well.
Amine, come down.
We're leaving now.
Coming!
Listen to me carefully.
I've lost all my stuff.
Pay me or I'm ruined.
No. No, I'll give you half
in two days' time.
You have 24 hours.
No, but are you serious?
Really, Venus?
Now, listen to me.
Shit!
-Hello?
-Fuck me.
Are you okay, Amine?
- Yeah.
- Aw, shit.
- Nour!
- Well done, Mr. Sissoko.
Good reflexes.
- Well, they braked.
- Wait a second.
- What's happening?
- Asshole.
-Hello? Nour.
-Hold on.
I'll call you right back.
-Okay. Call me back. Hurry.
-I'll call you back.
You wanna kill your son,
is that it?
Priorities really
aren't your thing, huh?
Asshole.
-Fuck me.
-Bravissimo.
The car's a wreck,
and it's on Amine's side.
-What do I do now?
-Vroom, vroom. Get a bike?
Why don't you answer my calls?
Because I don't want to.
By the way, I found this.
-So what?
-Know where I found it?
In my mattress.
Not under it, but in it.
Does that scare you?
Are you scared of that?
It isn't my style.
I could easily kill you.
Amine, how was Marrakesh?
Did you enjoy it?
Did you see many dolphins?
You don't get them over there.
Wanna go grab a bite?
Okay.
See you later, then.
So, did you do it?
Huh?
Why don't you
cut the crap, huh?
Listen to me. Drop it.
Yeah.
But I would like to know
what you put in it.
In what?
In what?
In your gris-gris.
What was it,
cinnamon or frog poop?
Or maybe snake fangs?
Tell me.
I know, but you tell me.
Come on.
-Kevin?
-What, Ma?
- Hey, Nour.
- Amine. Over here.
-Good morning.
-Give me two minutes.
-Nour, you okay?
-Yeah. What's up?
Nour, you got a minute?
Kevin's not doing too well.
-What is it?
-The thing is... Look, Nour.
-Yeah.
-You see him over there.
He's fine. He's calm.
Then, there's times when things
just go awry in his head
and he loses his mind.
So, was your vacation good?
Well, I was at the hospital.
Ah.
Look what I bought.
-What's that?
-A Moroccan sweat suit.
He has severe seizures.
He's unbearable.
I can't-- I'm scared, you know?
So with the, you know,
lithium, it's expensive.
He needs it for life, huh?
Yeah, lithium is expensive
these days.
Yeah, lithium is expensive.
-Sure is.
-What can I do to pay for it?
Well, if you can pay,
I can help you.
-Really?
-Really.
How?
I have a cheaper alternative
for you.
-For Kevin?
-What's on you?
Some. Some. Some.
It really depends.
-We'll work it out.
-It depends.
You're joking, huh, aren't you?
You're not joking?
You could help him, huh?
No, no. It's a lot cheaper
than it used to be.
-Can you give him treatment?
-The lithium.
Amine, let's get going.
- Yeah, okay. I'm coming.
- We'll sort this out.
I thought we were taking photos.
She's in a hurry. I gotta go.
-See you.
-I'll find you the money.
-Bye.
-Nour!
Nour! I'm counting on you!
I'm gonna feed the animals.
What a mess you've got.
It's been a while.
What's up, guys?
I missed you all.
-Where's the food in here?
-In the cupboard on the right.
Oh, now you,
the one I wanted to see.
Huh, Tenchi?
Oh, yeah. You're so cool.
Wow, you got bigger.
It's dinnertime.
Is the list of healers finished?
A demon is an angel,
an intelligent angel.
-Yo, I'm talking to you.
-Don't worry, it's done. Look.
There are no wackos
on that list?
Rabea checked all of it.
Then you can send it to Venus.
Okay, I'll do that.
You must understand
that the Prophet forbids
this kind of talisman
because hanging up a talisman
is polytheistic.
Unfortunately,
in Africa, they are widespread
to protect you from djinns,
witchcraft, and the evil eye.
The fact is
that all knots are witchcraft.
Inside these talismans,
we can see
the supposed names of Allah,
scriptures from
the Quran, bismillah, bismin,
Supposedly, there's only
the Quran in it,
but that's not true.
And this one?
Not the best
thing in the world.
You're incredibly
hard to please.
I just have high standards.
I want something simple, Ma.
Write the name of the app and an
eye underneath with two lines.
Now that's a logo.
I really like that.
Hey, Ma,
can I ask you a question?
Yeah, sure.
A lot of people
will sign up for the app,
but do they have
real problems or not?
Yeah.
Will we treat them for real,
or is it in their minds?
Listen, I'm gonna
tell you a little story.
In the days of the Gold Rush,
it wasn't the gold diggers
who made the most money.
It was those who sold shovels.
Understand?
It's just business. That's it.
Go quietly and see who it is.
It's just kids, that's all.
Oh. Shit.
Take a look
at my work of art.
Like it?
No way.
-Think that's enough glitter?
-What?
-Jealous of her?
-Can I pay you by transfer?
Of course.
She liked glitter,
so I put glitter on her...
Payment denied.
...and then you give me shit.
-Shit.
-What's wrong, sweetie?
A vehicle's brake fluid
lasts forever, answer A.
I don't know.
It's impossible.
Look, I just don't have
any room, Mrs. Chang.
You've got to be kidding me.
Are you out of your mind?
Who do you think I am, huh?
I'm not leaving.
-Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh.
-Child support is 500 euros
short every month.
You know that money
isn't for me.
It's for your son. Okay?
Let's call the judge.
I gotta call you back,
all right?
Let's call him
and see what's up.
Stop all your yelling.
Shut the fuck up.
The correct answer, B.
-Get off.
-Do you happen to know
how much
that fucking car cost me?
You're hurting me, Dylan.
I'll do your transfer for you,
you bum.
Fuck me.
The real answer
is answer C, accelerate.
Wanna call the judge, huh?
You're going to tell him
what you do for a living?
Show him your apartment
full of animals?
Yeah. I'll talk to him for you.
I'll tell him everything,
especially
that you're getting Amine
into your witchcraft stuff.
Want to call the judge?
Here.
Go ahead and call him.
You'll see your son
again when he turns 18.
Go fuck yourself, Dylan.
Piss off.
Dumb bitch.
Kevin gives me trouble
every day.
What can I do? I have to...
I can't do it on my own.
I need help.
Don't you see?
I need a lot of help.
I understand it's hard.
He's different.
Trust my mom will
take care of him.
I hope he's going to be okay
and it does him good.
It will. Don't worry about it.
Kevin, do you agree
to be exorcised?
Yeah.
-Jesus Christ...
-Have mercy.
Heavenly Father,
who helps God...
Have mercy on his soul.
-Redeem our son, who helps God.
-Have mercy.
-Holy Spirit, who helps God...
-Have mercy.
-Holy Trinity, the only God--
-Have mercy.
-Holy Mary...
-Pray for us.
-Holy Mother of God...
-Pray for us.
-Holy Virgin of virgins...
-Pray for us.
I can't keep
going to the doctor.
-It costs me way too much.
-Yeah.
It's too expensive.
I don't have that kind of money.
I don't know what to do.
I'm drowning.
-He's... He's becoming--
-Here.
-It's for Kevin.
-Huh?
Put it around his neck
for seven days.
It has the power to protect him.
You sure that this
is going to help him?
You have to trust me.
Don't tell anyone. Promise me.
He mustn't take it off
even when he showers?
Even then, and for seven days.
Okay. It's our secret.
Hush.
-Thank you, kid.
-All good.
-Thank you very much. Really.
-You're welcome.
Friends always help each other.
Hey, you're a good guy,
I could really tell.
Lord, be an impregnable fortress
against every enemy.
Send him your help, Lord,
from your sanctuary.
And from Zion,
protect him, Lord.
Answer my prayer.
May my cry reach you.
He commands you,
he who asked you to plunge!
Obey. Fear Satan,
adversary of faith.
By the mysteries of the
incarnation, the Resurrection,
and the Ascension
of our Lord Jesus Christ...
- What's going on?
- ...by the Holy Spirit
and the return of our Lord
for the judgment...
...may the sick heart
and the sincere mind
offer you the homage they can!
By Lord Jesus Christ,
your son who is in God,
lives and reigns with you,
the same spirit for centuries.
Amen.
O Lord, hear my prayer.
God, creator
and defender of mankind
who made man in your image,
look upon your servant, Kevin,
that the ancient adversary,
the old enemy of the Earth--
Feeling better?
Let me see you. Your tongue.
Take good care, okay?
Mm-hmm.
Uh, it's going to be okay.
He's looking better now,
I think. Huh?
Put your jacket on, Kevin.
Here. Thank you.
No, no, no, no, no. Thank you.
No. No. Keep it.
Keep it for yourself.
Just look after your son.
-He's okay, no?
-Get going, Jules. Go on.
Okay.
Thank you, thank you.
Hey. Let's go.
Amine, for fuck's sake.
-You did it again.
-But I didn't mean to.
You've already stalled the car
four times now.
You just dumb or what?
Come on now. First gear.
Go slow this time.
How was school today?
I wasn't at school today.
So, what did you do?
-Who were you with?
-I was with Mom.
And what was she up to?
You're not helping her
with that shitty app, are you?
Eyes on the road.
You got a girlfriend?
Huh?
Oh, you're not gonna tell me?
No.
What about Mom?
What about her?
She seeing anyone?
-No.
-You sure?
You telling me the truth?
Does anyone sleep over?
No.
This is bonkers.
Fuck me.
What the hell is he doing here?
-What?
Him.
That asshole.
Uh, Amine told me to put it up.
And I told Amine not to.
I'll take it down.
He just got out of jail.
He thinks he's a magician.
Oh, that's so cute.
Aw, they're just little frogs.
Hey. No, no, no, no.
Those are the most dangerous
frogs in the whole world.
Wait. They're dangerous?
-Yeah. They're deadly.
-Ah.
Get rid of that crook, okay?
And I mean right now.
Here.
Thank you.
So, I have a solution
for the interface,
but we'll have to do something
to get noticed.
- Amine.
- Yeah?
Come over here.
What's up?
You want to do something crazy?
Don't look at me.
It's your mom's idea.
Something wild.
Okay. Here goes.
Baraka, for instant access
to marabouts.
Bad luck a problem?
Baraka will find you
the expert you need.
I was losing my hair and
decided to consult some people.
Thanks to Baraka,
a marabout grew it all back.
Look at me now.
My husband
had a really bad knee.
I found a prophet in Baraka.
Now he wants to play tennis
and basketball as well.
Baraka is simply great.
Well, this app kind of sucks.
Just relax.
Baraka,
for experienced healers,
marabouts,
and Reiki practitioners.
Influence neighbors,
toxic friends,
professional life
and politics.
Find me on Baraka.
Your loved ones left you?
They'll come back
with their tail between
their legs like a puppy.
There are several ways
to make a payment.
Cash, credit card,
cryptocurrency.
My hubby had a huge problem.
Erectile dysfunction.
I paid in one go,
and now life's a party.
Fucking hell.
She means business.
Baraka is my favorite app.
-Ba.
-Ra.
Ka!
Baraka is the app
that puts Baraka in your life.
Baraka, Baraka, Baraka.
It is an app to live for.
Can you possibly imagine
the danger we're in
because of that shitty app?
Huh?
You're living with a witch.
The woman is possessed.
She's stolen your soul,
but also your spirit.
Look, we're going
to have to stop her.
But it's your fault.
It is all your fault.
You let her take your child.
I am positive
you don't even like her.
She must have...
she bewitched you.
Think, man,
about the child she possesses.
He's your future.
He's your blood.
We must purify the boy.
Amine, you want to have
a sleepover at my house?
Sure, but I've got
to ask my mother, okay?
Hey, Ma.
Can I sleep over at Gaby's?
-No. Tonight we spend at home.
-But Ma.
Will your mother be home?
Totally, ma'am.
Get her to call me.
Of course, ma'am.
And where's your phone, dear?
Aw, shit. I left it in the car.
-Here.
-Thank you.
-Give it back tonight.
-Okay.
Tell Zuleika to call me, yeah?
- Yeah, sure.
- As soon as you get there.
- Don't forget.
- Yup!
We have to hurry.
Nour!
Nour!
Nour!
What's wrong with you?
What are you doing here?
Hush.
-What's going on?
-Help me, please.
-Help me.
-Tell me.
This was...
This was... This was...
Kevin?
-Is he okay?
-No, he's...
-No, he's not.
-Then call 911.
Oh, no.
You have to help me, Nour.
He... He... He's bad.
He's bad. Yeah.
Be careful. Don't touch anything
because it's...
It's... It's... It's...
Nour! No. No, it's this way.
Follow me.
But mind where you're walking.
Watch out for the bottles
on the wall here.
Don't touch my girlies.
He's over there. Over there.
That's his room.
He's in here. Careful.
Are you serious?
-You tied him up?
-For his own good, really.
Otherwise, he'd break things
-and hurt himself.
-I'll help you.
-For his own good.
-Give me the key.
Uh, that's not a good idea.
You don't know
what you're doing.
-Come on, give me the key.
-He can be very violent.
Look at me. Give me the key.
-He's got a lot of strength.
-Jules.
Uh, be careful.
-Because it's not--
-All right. Kevin, it's okay.
-Look at me. It's okay.
-No, no, no.
No, you shouldn't do that.
That... That's not okay.
That's it. It's over, okay?
Look at me.
Look.
Fuck me, what's that?
Stop. Stop that.
You're bleeding.
Stop. Damn it,
you're hurting yourself.
Look at me.
Kevin. You're going to be okay.
You want me dead?
No. I'm Nour.
I'm Amine's mother, remember?
You want me dead?
You want me dead?
Wait.
Father Sebastian, are you there?
What's going on?
Kevin is having a fit.
Please, you must show me.
-Okay.
-I assure you, old serpent,
by the judge of the living
and the dead...
-Kevin, listen to him.
-...by the creator of the world
-who has the power
to send you to hell--
-Let's go for a walk.
Let's get some fresh air.
There you go. There you go.
Yeah.
Oh!
You want to destroy me?
Jules!
Daughter of Iblis!
Kevin! Kevin!
Kevin. You're hurting me.
Jules! Jules!
Damn it!
Look at me.
It's me. It's Nour.
You're... You're hurting me.
Daughter of Iblis.
Kevin.
You're hurting me.
Jules!
Jules!
Kevin.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It wasn't me.
I know.
I'm sorry.
-I didn't mean to.
-I know.
I know.
We'll take care of you, huh?
-We'll take care of you, okay?
-Thank you.
It doesn't matter, okay?
It'll be all right.
Shh, shh, shh.
-Just calm down.
-Sorry.
I'm so sorry.
- Yeah.
- You know, he's very...
Want another beer?
It's a nice night.
Come on.
Let's have some fun.
Let's enjoy the night.
Fun.
I really like him.
Yeah, I like his family.
I know.
Hello, Venus?
Yeah, it's me.
Listen, uh,
we have to stop.
What do you want us to stop?
We stop everything.
The site, the app, everything.
We're not going to stop.
Are you serious?
No, I'm serious.
Delete it. Delete it tonight.
We're stopping.
We're stopping tonight, okay?
Okay. We'll stop.
Where'd that come from?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, I don't believe it!
- Did he jump?
- Kevin!
No!
Kevin! Kevin!
- Somebody
call an ambulance!
- She killed him! Her!
That's the witch who killed him!
You killed my son!
You're a witch!
All right. All right, guys.
- Calm down. Nour?
- Witch!
-What's going on?
-What have you done to my son?
-Tell me.
-You're a witch!
-Take it easy.
-You're a witch!
-Hey. Calm down.
-No!
Come here.
- She's walking away!
Where are you going?
We just want to talk.
Stop her. Come on!
Go around! Go over there!
-Where is she?
-Come on, let's get her!
Can you see her?
Can you see her?
- She went that way.
- Where is she?
Did you see her?
- Can you see her?
- Maybe over there.
Fuck!
Hustle.
We've got to move!
You two, go to that
vacant lot over there.
Don't let that witch
get away, okay?
Quick!
Now, now, now!
Come on, let's
catch her! Let's get that witch!
There she is! Stop her!
Come on!
Hurry!
She's going to get away!
- She's getting away!
- She's over there!
Don't let her hide!
Come on, let's go.
Search every hiding place.
Go this way.
I'm going to go the other way.
Come on.
We can't let her get away.
Don't let her get away!
The basement is that way.
Let's go around.
Come on, hurry up, guys.
Don't let her out.
Block the door.
Block, block, block!
Hurry up!
Come on! Let's go!
Come on. Go around.
Spare some change, please?
Please, please.
Spare some change, ma'am?
Some change?
She's going
that way now!
Come on!
- Let's go!
- Hurry up!
One person that way,
two here.
Yeah, go that way.
You two, here.
You two go that way.
Fuck, it stinks.
They shit themselves
or what? Eh.
That way. That way!
Where is she?
- Let's try over there.
- Hurry up, guys!
Hey.
Come on! Come on!
Move it! Move it!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hurry up!
Hello, Zuleika. Tell Amine
to meet me at the car.
Don't ask me why. Do it now.
Do it now!
- Hey.
- Fuck me!
The fuck? Dylan.
Dylan. Dylan, help me.
Please help me.
They're going to kill us.
They're going to kill Amine,
I swear.
Can you go get him? I beg you.
What are you doing?
Put it on.
Come on. Not this now.
-Put it on.
-No more emotional blackmail.
I said, put it on.
I'd rather die than be with you!
Careful with that door!
Come on, open the door!
Let us in! Let us in!
- Don't let her get away!
- Open the door!
- Open this door!
- Come on! Open the door now!
Come on! Open this door!
- Open this door!
- Open it! Open it!
Hurry up! Let's go!
She's trying to run away!
-We're gonna
break down the door!
-Open the door!
- Come on! What are you doing?
- Don't let her get away!
-Open the damn door!
-Yeah, take forever, asshole!
Get out of the way!
Where is she?
Open it! Open it!
Let's go!
I think she went upstairs!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Come on!
Come on! Take the elevator!
She's going to
get tired of running.
Keep going! Get going!
Go, go, go, go!
Guys, keep up, okay?
Keep going.
Come on. Come on! Let's go!
-Come on! Where's she at?
-What?
-Oh, whoa, whoa!
-What the hell is that?
Oh, I don't know.
Fuck you up!
We're going to get you!
You'll see!
- You can't hide, witch!
- Come here!
-Get back.
-Where'd it come from?
Get back, guys!
What kind of animal is that?
Oh, God.
- Take the elevator. Hurry up.
- I'll go first.
Come on, guys.
Let's go. I have an idea.
Come on! I have an idea.
Look! Listen to me!
-Follow me.
-She won't get far.
What's going on?
Pick up, Mom, for fuck's sake!
Oh, for fuck's sake!
The fuck?
Oh, shit.
Go on the other side.
Go on the other side!
Just drive, Amine.
-But why?
-Don't ask questions.
Just do it already. Come on!
I don't understand.
What happened?
Why am I driving?
Hurry.
-Huh?
-Come on. Don't worry.
I'll tell you later.
Drive.
-Hurry, Amine.
-Yeah, but why?
No more questions.
What's going on?
Why is everyone after you?
I'll tell you later. Drive!
And don't ask questions, okay?
-Just tell me.
-Fuck.
The car will be picked up
tomorrow. Room 20.
Yeah, thanks. Amine?
Come on.
He was found lifeless
at the foot of this building
right here.
The initial hypothesis
is, of course, suicide,
but the circumstances
remain unclear.
Many locals point to the
responsibility of a woman.
This is also what was explained
to us by the victim's father.
Good evening, sir. What message
do you wish to get across?
Uh, it wasn't a suicide.
Don't broadcast that.
Those people, that woman,
they do bad things.
Don't let them go free.
They're dangerous.
They keep doing harm
to everyone and anyone
in their way.
Kevin never bothered a soul.
That wretched woman
wanted to do things to him.
I don't understand.
I kept giving her money,
so much.
I had to give her money
for that, there!
Now what do I do?
I've got nothing.
-I'm no one. I'm all alone.
-We understand your emotions.
So, a literal witch hunt
has been launched
and is still ongoing
to find this woman.
Yes.
Thank you very much for that.
This trauma obviously
rekindles the debate
around charlatans
who exploit the misfortune
of vulnerable people.
- Indeed.
- With us to talk about it,
I welcome psychologist
Christine Doherty,
author of the book
The Healers of The Soul,
whose impressive cartography
details with precision
the ramifications
of this business.
That being said, you should
know that in France--
Is what they say true?
You're a witch?
You killed Kevin?
I just wanted to help him.
I saw a video of my dad.
They say you kidnapped me,
that you're going to hurt me.
I could never hurt you, Amine.
I love you more than anything.
You know that.
Don't believe them.
Just don't believe them.
You hear me?
Salam alaykum, brothers.
Your brother Dylan
is right here.
He had his son kidnapped
by his dangerous wife.
That woman is possessed.
Have no illusions.
She is in some sort of
satanic association.
I don't understand how you
can accuse a girl like that.
Nour is a person,
not an animal.
A good person.
She couldn't kill.
Everyone says that it's Nour.
I don't know.
Share this video anyway.
Everybody, share the video
with the hashtag
"Nour, the bad witch."
They need a scapegoat,
an evil witch in their story.
If this woman is innocent,
why on Earth did she run away?
Muslims cannot take
the name of Allah in vain.
As a child of Jesus Christ,
why seek out
the forces of darkness?
Her son will be cursed.
These things don't happen
in the countryside.
That is exactly what happens
when inequalities flourish.
The mother's called Nour?
Let them do that
back home, please.
If a man had done that,
I'm quite sure that people--
Two thousand years
of lynching women.
They burned her
like Joan of Arc.
Karma's a bitch.
And you're one murderous bitch.
If you really killed him,
they should give you the chair.
Whatever you do,
please stay calm.
See what she did to that boy?
I'll smoke her myself!
Stop! You're neither the police
or a judge.
There will be a march.
Listen closely, Nour.
You can't hide.
They're crazy!
It's madness!
Nour killed that kid.
Fuck all you motherfuckers!
Amine?
Amine?
Amine?
Hello, miss.
Excuse me.
You haven't seen
a teenage boy, have you?
Shh.
What the fuck?
Amine!
Have you seen my son?
No.
Amine?
Pick up. Come on.
For God's sake.
Amine!
-Hey! Where were you?
-Ah! Ow!
Where were you?
Kid, don't do that to me.
Don't you do that to me!
Look at me.
Never again, understand?
Come here.
-They're right about us.
-About us?
Yeah, and they're right.
It's our fault Kevin is dead.
It's not our fault.
It's not our fault.
Stop that. You hear me?
I went to help him.
He had a fit.
-We messed with witchcraft.
-What witchcraft?
Don't believe that crap.
Kevin was sick, Amine, you know?
Do you know that?
Come here.
Let's go, Amine.
Yeah, that's her.
Come on, guys. Come!
- Hey, Aminou.
- Hey!
- Aminoo.
- Hey, you witch!
Won't you turn around?
Hey. You're not going
to stop for me? Come on.
You're a real star now.
Your face is here,
there, and everywhere.
TV, news. Come on.
Let us through. Let us through.
Brother Ahmed
is looking for you.
Know who that is?
Do you or no?
- Stop filming. Stop filming.
- Hey!
-Stop filming, I told you.
-Easy. Easy.
-Calm down. Relax.
-What did I tell you?
Ahmed's looking for the kid.
-Okay, buddy? Relax.
-Let us pass. Don't talk to him.
What's your name? Amine, right?
Let us through, please. Please.
Have you heard what
happened to Kevin?
Shame you do
all that weird stuff.
-You're kind of cute.
-Don't touch me.
What's in the bag? May I?
-May I? Take it easy.
-Let us through. Amine.
-Get off!
-Don't touch me. Let us pass.
- Let go. Gimme.
- No!
Amine! Amine! Amine! Amine!
Let go of him! I will kill you!
Let go of her!
Don't touch me!
Amine!
-Mommy!
-Take it easy.
- Shut up and get lost!
- Let me go!
Wait, wait! Calm down.
-Stop it!
-Mommy!
-Amine!
-How dare you?
-You slapped me, you bitch!
-Let her go!
- Shut your mouth!
- Mom!
-Let's beat it, now!
-Leave her alone!
Leave her alone!
-She slapped me!
-I don't give a shit.
- I don't care.
- Mom!
-Amine!
-Come on!
-Amine!
-Mom!
Amine!
Mother! Mother!
Mother! Stop it!
You're gonna regret hitting me,
you dirty whore!
-You'll be safe with us. Relax.
-Mom!
You'll be sorry you
ever hit me, bitch!
Get over here!
What are you doing?
Leave her alone! Leave her
alone! Move it, move it!
Rejoice, my brothers.
God calls us on the day
of Resurrection,
despite the many trials
people will go through.
Well, just know
that you'll be the reason
for entry into paradise
for those you've loved
and appreciated in this life.
They're close to heaven.
There are many
scholars' opinions.
How's it going, kiddo? Huh?
Are you okay?
Here. Why don't you
sit next to me?
Sit here, kid. There you go.
Sit next to me, kid.
There you are.
That's good. Huh?
How goes it?
Look at me. Huh?
You don't want to look at me?
You know the little secret
we had, son?
Remember the
the little secret?
I have to tell you something.
Um...
Seems it didn't work with Kevin.
It didn't work.
So, here's your little gris-gris
because, shh,
it didn't work with Kevin.
You... You...
You could keep it with you.
And you can give it
to someone else if you want.
I don't mind. I have no problem
with you giving it
to someone else.
Maybe it'll work
on someone else.
You're a good kid, very good.
That's enough.
That's enough!
The ordeal will be difficult.
He'll call upon his lord
in a way he didn't
when he was alive.
With greater strength,
concentration,
and conviction.
I'm glad you're here, Amine.
Any news of your mother?
Hmm?
What she's doing is wrong.
Beware of her.
It's Nour. Let me in, I beg you.
Open up!
-I don't want any trouble.
-Rabea! What is this?
Leave me alone.
I've seen you on TV.
Open the door!
They've got Amine.
They took Amine.
I beg you, open the door.
Just wait a second.
Amine.
Amine, can you hear me?
Amine?
Amine?
Amine?
Hey. What's up, man?
Amine? What's wrong with you?
Why are you crying?
Have you done something wrong?
Come here. Come here.
Hey, what did you
do to yourself, huh?
Hey. What's going on, buddy?
What is all this?
Amine, look at me.
Hey.
Look at me.
Shh.
You've reached the phone number
for Ahmed.
Please leave a message.
Amine?
Hey!
Where is my son?
Give me back my son!
Otherwise, your wives will be
barren and your children sick!
- Asshole!
- Do you hear me?
Where is my son?
Hey, guys,
the crazy lady's back!
Amine!
Nour, would you calm down?
Dylan left with Amine.
They had suitcases.
What?
Good for her.
-Dylan?
-Yeah?
You know what happened because
of your bullshit, bitch?
Amine hurt himself.
I'll take care of him
while you get lost.
You got me?
Dylan!
Dylan!
That way!
That way! Come on.
Hurry up, man!
Hurry!
We gotta get the bitch.
Hurry!
Go, go, go!
Salam, my brothers.
Please come in.
See what she's done
with her app?
It's witchcraft.
Unfortunately,
many have been affected.
Some deny it, but it does exist.
It's become commonplace.
Some people, to get a job,
go see a sorcerer.
Others, as they're jealous,
envious, hateful,
will go see a sorcerer.
Their hearts
are plain sick or dead.
Your wife and son took
advantage of their weakness.
Do you know why?
They were bewitched.
We can still save your son.
I'll take care of him.
Don't you worry.
This is an infallible,
very old spell.
The talisman makes a man
love a woman unconditionally.
He cannot speak
without saying her name.
You are doomed to love,
thanks to the power
of Qur'an-Qur'an
and of Siosiu.
There are women who have
failed and some men too.
There is no escape
from this spell.
You'll go mad if you resist.
There.
There we go. You're perfect.
The side effects
are extremely impure
to any who would try to resist.
Now just say the words.
I'll give you an example
so you can see.
Ahmed, your fate
is now sealed for good.
Either live with this woman
or die.
Put this on. Easy.
Your arms.
Lift up.
You, Ahmed Sorgo, dirty coward
who beats women,
look here.
Just as scum
cannot return to the moon,
just as this needle cannot
come out without my will,
I want Ahmed, son of Aliad,
to wither as long as I please.
Ahmed owes to many.
Just as this material
remains without being cleaned
and just
as I plugged this hole,
I close Ahmed Sorgo's mouth.
Come on, let's go.
Come on.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Salam. Brothers, I told you,
she's a witch.
She's possessed by the devil.
She is truly
the devil incarnate.
She's killed before.
She's bewitching her own child.
We must get her away from us.
She wants to separate us.
She's a demon.
The demon no longer
has any power against--
Did you meet my little friend?
Did you touch her?
You shouldn't touch girls.
It's dangerous.
Where's my son?
Where is he?
He is at the clinic.
Brother Ilis.
Help me, please. Help me!
It's her.
It's the witch!
Salam alaykum, sister.
Alaykum salam.
Welcome to the
Roqya Center, ma'am.
Got an appointment?
-I must see Brother Ilis.
-Sure.
What is it for?
Hijama, purification, exorcism?
Uh, I'll see
if I could fit you in today.
Come with me.
If you will.
...benefits
that we consider controversial.
Even so, society...
Take a seat.
Make yourself comfortable.
...lack
of more appropriate methods.
However,
it has particular importance
in finding cures
and modes of protection
in keeping with Islam.
Roqya is often practiced
by qualified members
of the Muslim community.
It's used to treat problems
such as inexplicable illnesses,
recurring nightmares,
mental health problems,
and any other issue that
may have negative influences.
It's a practice
solely based on Islam.
The devil burns with salt.
May the devil
burn in hell with this salt.
You will soon be cured.
Salam alaykum, sister.
I hear you need
help with something.
What can I do for you?
I must see Brother Ilis.
He's busy at the moment.
But I'm listening.
Where is he?
In a consultation.
But I can also help you.
Everybody thinks
I'm possessed by the devil.
But I think I'm just angry.
I want revenge.
Ah, revenge and vengeance.
I know what can help you.
It's called a roqya.
Know what it is?
A roqya is an exorcism.
Are you willing to do one?
Yeah.
Okay.
A sister will get you ready.
I'll be back in a minute
to get you.
I feel I know you.
Have we met before?
No.
No?
All right, then.
I'll be right back.
My ear.
- My eyes.
- Shh, easy now.
Shh.
Yes.
Okay. Now go ahead
and open your mouth a little.
Easy.
-There you go.
-Is this safe?
Yes, of course.
It's disgusting.
No. No, I don't want it.
-You're sure about this?
-I'm sure.
Stop it!
-Easy now.
-It's burning!
-Where is it?
-In my ears!
I'll get rid of it.
Hang in there.
-And my eyes too.
-I'll get rid of it.
Stop it! Stop it!
-Come on, now.
-It's burning!
You'll see, Sheitan! Out!
-He's not breathing, man.
-Make him stop!
You must breathe.
God is here with you.
You must breathe.
God is here with you.
You must breathe.
God is there with you.
God is here with you.
- One more.
- Stop it!
-Oh, no!
-Okay, help me.
Help me, please.
Now.
-Open your mouth!
-Amine.
Open your mouth, I tell you!
Come out! Save this boy's soul!
Get out, Sheitan!
Get out of him!
Hold him down!
Out, Sheitan!
- Out, Shaytan!
- Stop!
-Stop, stop, stop!
-He doesn't have the same face.
Come out!
Out, Sheitan! You get out!
Mother!
It's the devil coming out.
It's the devil coming out!
- Hey! The last one!
- Stop! He's not right.
What's wrong with him?
What's wrong?
He's calm.
-He's calm now.
-He's not moving!
What's wrong with him?
What's wrong with him?
He's right.
Nothing is the same.
- Wake him up!
- Yes!
-Calm down!
-Wake him up!
No!
Calm down, okay?
Just calm down.
Just calm down!
Calm down!
Calm the hell down!
Get off!
Calm down!
I'm going to kill you!
Amine!
I'm here.
We'll be okay.
Hang on.
I'm here.
We made it.
We made it.
Amine!
Amine, are you okay?
I can't... I can't...
I can't breathe.
-I'm here.
-Mom.
You're with me.
It hurts. Mom, I can't breathe.
I know.
-Mom!
-Amine!
Amine, look at me.
Look at me!
I can't...
Look at me. I'm here. I'm here.
I'm here. I'm here.
I'm right here.
Hold my hand, hon.
Give me your hand.
Calm down, my love. Calm down.
I'm here.
I'm going to take care of you.
Lean on me. Lean on me.
- What's going on?
- Help me!
-Help me. Help me.
-What's going on?
Hey. Hey!
What's up with Amine?
What's the matter?
What's wrong, honey?
Okay. I'll go prepare
something for the boy.
Wait here.
It's okay.
It's over.
Lie down.
Lie down.
Hold on. Hold on.
- Help me!
- What's going on?
What have you done?
- What's with him?
- Help me!
Why involve me?
Think I want
any of your problems?
- Stop, Rabea. Stop.
- Dear God, why?
What's wrong with that boy?
- What's wrong with Amine?
- This isn't the time!
My God.
I told you to stop
creating these problems.
- Stop!
- Tell me what's happened.
Amine.
Amine?
Amine? Amine!
Amine! Amine!
Hey, Mom.
Amine!
Amine. I'm right here with you.
Amine?
Rabea?
Rabea!
Rabea!
-Amine! Amine!
-What's going on?
-Call 911! Call 911!
-What's going on?
-I don't understand.
-Just call 911, would you?
Amine!
Amine!
Wake up! Wake up for Mommy!
For Mom!
I'm so sorry.
It's my fault.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, my love.
Mommy.
It's over.
My son.
It's all over now, okay?
It's over.
I promise you.
I'm here now, okay?
Rabea, they're here.
They're here. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Can you walk? I'll help you.
Come on.
Thanks for coming.
Come on now. We gotta go.
Wait up.
-Come on.
-Take this, please.
-Come on.
-And go. Go on.
Go on. Don't worry about me.
Don't worry.
Have no fear, okay?
God is with me.
-No.
-Go.
And may Allah help you, dear.
-Come with us!
-Have no fear. Have no fear.
May Allah help you both.
Go ahead.
May God make it easy for you.
Open up!
Get out of the house now!
Go on. Climb up.
Quiet, now. Don't make a sound.
Okay?
Come on, let's go.
Please stop the bus.
Please, sir, can't you stop?
Stop the bus now, creep!
Hey. Didn't you hear?
Come on.
"In the name of Allah,
the most gracious,
the most merciful.
Praise be to Allah,
Lord of the worlds,
the most gracious,
the most merciful."
"Guide us to the straight path,
the path of those on whom
you've bestowed your favor,
not those who have incurred
your anger,
nor those who have gone astray.
In the name of Allah,
gracious, merciful.
Praise be to Allah,
Lord of the worlds.
Gracious and merciful
master of retribution,
it is you whom we worship
and you whose help we implore.
Guide us to the straight path.
Bismillah!"
Amine.
Amine.
I'm fine, my darling.
Don't worry, sweetie.
Come on. Let's go eat.
Are you hungry?
Are you coming?
Well?
Go on and get your coat, then.
To my mom.