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Un prophète (2009)

Actors: Marc Leroyer (miscellaneous crew), Niels Arestrup (actor), Pascal Caucheteux (producer), Alexandre Desplat (composer), Antonin Dedet (producer), Antoine Basler (actor), Jacques Audiard (writer), Jacques Audiard (director), Gilles Cohen (actor), Stéphane Boulay (miscellaneous crew), Guillaume Verdier (actor), Rabah Loucif (actor), Juliette Welfling (editor), Lysiane Biagini (miscellaneous crew), Virginie Montel (costume designer),

Plot: Nineteen year-old Franco-Arab Malik El Djebena is just starting his six year prison sentence in Brécourt. Although he has spent the better part of his life in juvenile detention, this stint is his first in an adult prison. Beyond the division of Corsicans and Muslims in the prison (the Corsicans who with their guard connections rule what happens in the prison), he has no known friends or enemies inside. He is just hoping to serve his time in peace and without incident, despite having no prospects once he's out of jail since he's illiterate and has no support outside of the prison. Due to logistics, the head of Corsican inmates, a sadistic mafioso named César Luciani, co-opts Malik as part of the Corsicans' activities, not only regarding what happens inside the prison, but also continued criminal activities outside. The innocent Malik has no idea what to do but cooperate. This move does not sit well with the other Corsicans, who only see Malik as a dirty Arab, and the Muslims who now mistrust him. But as time goes on, Malik works to save himself while in prison, while setting up his life post prison on his own terms. Both his demon and his salvation in prison is the specter of one of the first people he really got to know during his incarceration.

Keywords: african-french, airplane, airport, arab, arabic, arrest, assassination, baby, bag-over-head, baguette
Genres: Crime, Drama, Drama,

Quotes:

[first lines]::Prisoner: Take these handcuffs off!

[last lines]::Djamila: Where will you live?::[Malik shrugs]::Djamila: Come home. I'll take the kid. Use his bedroom.::Malik El Djebena: I don't want to impose.::Djamila: You're not.

[after Malik spends a year in prison]::Reyeb: Happy birthday, brother.

Chef de détention: Any family on the outside?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: No one to wire you money?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: Friends inside, or outside?::Malik El Djebena: No one, sir.

Reyeb: The idea is to leave here a little smarter.

Santi: [handing Malik a bag of gifts] From César Luciani. You're now under his protection.

Ryad: "We ate" is the past. Now try the subjunctive. "Would... that we ate."::Malik El Djebena: People say that?::Ryad: It's wild. I never did but they do.

Vettori: These fucking Arabs! At least dogs fuck in silence.

César Luciani: You're saying I'm going to die alone here.::Sampierro: Don't talk like that. You're not alone. You carry weight outside.::César Luciani: And here?

Ryad: One day I saw a job ad. For security guard. I didn't have a dog, so I bought one secondhand. I didn't know, so I got a rottweiler. Know what they're like? And his name was Tyson. He came with the name Tyson. He was humongous! See this? This was the size of his poops. He took enormous dumps. Bigger than mine. So I work in a store. A big supermarket. I leave the dog to sniff around. I go outside for a cigarette. Then I try to go back in. I couldn't. He didn't always recognize me.::Malik El Djebena: Your own dog?::Ryad: But he was crazy. Tyson was a psycho. I go inside and he comes charging towards me. I panic, reach out my arm. He grabs me like this. I take out my mace, spray him. He lets go. I run out, scared shitless. What do I do? I leave him inside. Soon the employees start coming. I didn't know they used a back door to go inside. The hound had a field day. He tore every last one to pieces.

Un prophète (2009)

Actors: Marc Leroyer (miscellaneous crew), Niels Arestrup (actor), Pascal Caucheteux (producer), Alexandre Desplat (composer), Antonin Dedet (producer), Antoine Basler (actor), Jacques Audiard (writer), Jacques Audiard (director), Gilles Cohen (actor), Stéphane Boulay (miscellaneous crew), Guillaume Verdier (actor), Rabah Loucif (actor), Juliette Welfling (editor), Lysiane Biagini (miscellaneous crew), Virginie Montel (costume designer),

Plot: Nineteen year-old Franco-Arab Malik El Djebena is just starting his six year prison sentence in Brécourt. Although he has spent the better part of his life in juvenile detention, this stint is his first in an adult prison. Beyond the division of Corsicans and Muslims in the prison (the Corsicans who with their guard connections rule what happens in the prison), he has no known friends or enemies inside. He is just hoping to serve his time in peace and without incident, despite having no prospects once he's out of jail since he's illiterate and has no support outside of the prison. Due to logistics, the head of Corsican inmates, a sadistic mafioso named César Luciani, co-opts Malik as part of the Corsicans' activities, not only regarding what happens inside the prison, but also continued criminal activities outside. The innocent Malik has no idea what to do but cooperate. This move does not sit well with the other Corsicans, who only see Malik as a dirty Arab, and the Muslims who now mistrust him. But as time goes on, Malik works to save himself while in prison, while setting up his life post prison on his own terms. Both his demon and his salvation in prison is the specter of one of the first people he really got to know during his incarceration.

Keywords: african-french, airplane, airport, arab, arabic, arrest, assassination, baby, bag-over-head, baguette
Genres: Crime, Drama, Drama,

Quotes:

[first lines]::Prisoner: Take these handcuffs off!

[last lines]::Djamila: Where will you live?::[Malik shrugs]::Djamila: Come home. I'll take the kid. Use his bedroom.::Malik El Djebena: I don't want to impose.::Djamila: You're not.

[after Malik spends a year in prison]::Reyeb: Happy birthday, brother.

Chef de détention: Any family on the outside?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: No one to wire you money?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: Friends inside, or outside?::Malik El Djebena: No one, sir.

Reyeb: The idea is to leave here a little smarter.

Santi: [handing Malik a bag of gifts] From César Luciani. You're now under his protection.

Ryad: "We ate" is the past. Now try the subjunctive. "Would... that we ate."::Malik El Djebena: People say that?::Ryad: It's wild. I never did but they do.

Vettori: These fucking Arabs! At least dogs fuck in silence.

César Luciani: You're saying I'm going to die alone here.::Sampierro: Don't talk like that. You're not alone. You carry weight outside.::César Luciani: And here?

Ryad: One day I saw a job ad. For security guard. I didn't have a dog, so I bought one secondhand. I didn't know, so I got a rottweiler. Know what they're like? And his name was Tyson. He came with the name Tyson. He was humongous! See this? This was the size of his poops. He took enormous dumps. Bigger than mine. So I work in a store. A big supermarket. I leave the dog to sniff around. I go outside for a cigarette. Then I try to go back in. I couldn't. He didn't always recognize me.::Malik El Djebena: Your own dog?::Ryad: But he was crazy. Tyson was a psycho. I go inside and he comes charging towards me. I panic, reach out my arm. He grabs me like this. I take out my mace, spray him. He lets go. I run out, scared shitless. What do I do? I leave him inside. Soon the employees start coming. I didn't know they used a back door to go inside. The hound had a field day. He tore every last one to pieces.

Un prophète (2009)

Actors: Marc Leroyer (miscellaneous crew), Niels Arestrup (actor), Pascal Caucheteux (producer), Alexandre Desplat (composer), Antonin Dedet (producer), Antoine Basler (actor), Jacques Audiard (writer), Jacques Audiard (director), Gilles Cohen (actor), Stéphane Boulay (miscellaneous crew), Guillaume Verdier (actor), Rabah Loucif (actor), Juliette Welfling (editor), Lysiane Biagini (miscellaneous crew), Virginie Montel (costume designer),

Plot: Nineteen year-old Franco-Arab Malik El Djebena is just starting his six year prison sentence in Brécourt. Although he has spent the better part of his life in juvenile detention, this stint is his first in an adult prison. Beyond the division of Corsicans and Muslims in the prison (the Corsicans who with their guard connections rule what happens in the prison), he has no known friends or enemies inside. He is just hoping to serve his time in peace and without incident, despite having no prospects once he's out of jail since he's illiterate and has no support outside of the prison. Due to logistics, the head of Corsican inmates, a sadistic mafioso named César Luciani, co-opts Malik as part of the Corsicans' activities, not only regarding what happens inside the prison, but also continued criminal activities outside. The innocent Malik has no idea what to do but cooperate. This move does not sit well with the other Corsicans, who only see Malik as a dirty Arab, and the Muslims who now mistrust him. But as time goes on, Malik works to save himself while in prison, while setting up his life post prison on his own terms. Both his demon and his salvation in prison is the specter of one of the first people he really got to know during his incarceration.

Keywords: african-french, airplane, airport, arab, arabic, arrest, assassination, baby, bag-over-head, baguette
Genres: Crime, Drama, Drama,

Quotes:

[first lines]::Prisoner: Take these handcuffs off!

[last lines]::Djamila: Where will you live?::[Malik shrugs]::Djamila: Come home. I'll take the kid. Use his bedroom.::Malik El Djebena: I don't want to impose.::Djamila: You're not.

[after Malik spends a year in prison]::Reyeb: Happy birthday, brother.

Chef de détention: Any family on the outside?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: No one to wire you money?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: Friends inside, or outside?::Malik El Djebena: No one, sir.

Reyeb: The idea is to leave here a little smarter.

Santi: [handing Malik a bag of gifts] From César Luciani. You're now under his protection.

Ryad: "We ate" is the past. Now try the subjunctive. "Would... that we ate."::Malik El Djebena: People say that?::Ryad: It's wild. I never did but they do.

Vettori: These fucking Arabs! At least dogs fuck in silence.

César Luciani: You're saying I'm going to die alone here.::Sampierro: Don't talk like that. You're not alone. You carry weight outside.::César Luciani: And here?

Ryad: One day I saw a job ad. For security guard. I didn't have a dog, so I bought one secondhand. I didn't know, so I got a rottweiler. Know what they're like? And his name was Tyson. He came with the name Tyson. He was humongous! See this? This was the size of his poops. He took enormous dumps. Bigger than mine. So I work in a store. A big supermarket. I leave the dog to sniff around. I go outside for a cigarette. Then I try to go back in. I couldn't. He didn't always recognize me.::Malik El Djebena: Your own dog?::Ryad: But he was crazy. Tyson was a psycho. I go inside and he comes charging towards me. I panic, reach out my arm. He grabs me like this. I take out my mace, spray him. He lets go. I run out, scared shitless. What do I do? I leave him inside. Soon the employees start coming. I didn't know they used a back door to go inside. The hound had a field day. He tore every last one to pieces.

Un prophète (2009)

Actors: Marc Leroyer (miscellaneous crew), Niels Arestrup (actor), Pascal Caucheteux (producer), Alexandre Desplat (composer), Antonin Dedet (producer), Antoine Basler (actor), Jacques Audiard (writer), Jacques Audiard (director), Gilles Cohen (actor), Stéphane Boulay (miscellaneous crew), Guillaume Verdier (actor), Rabah Loucif (actor), Juliette Welfling (editor), Lysiane Biagini (miscellaneous crew), Virginie Montel (costume designer),

Plot: Nineteen year-old Franco-Arab Malik El Djebena is just starting his six year prison sentence in Brécourt. Although he has spent the better part of his life in juvenile detention, this stint is his first in an adult prison. Beyond the division of Corsicans and Muslims in the prison (the Corsicans who with their guard connections rule what happens in the prison), he has no known friends or enemies inside. He is just hoping to serve his time in peace and without incident, despite having no prospects once he's out of jail since he's illiterate and has no support outside of the prison. Due to logistics, the head of Corsican inmates, a sadistic mafioso named César Luciani, co-opts Malik as part of the Corsicans' activities, not only regarding what happens inside the prison, but also continued criminal activities outside. The innocent Malik has no idea what to do but cooperate. This move does not sit well with the other Corsicans, who only see Malik as a dirty Arab, and the Muslims who now mistrust him. But as time goes on, Malik works to save himself while in prison, while setting up his life post prison on his own terms. Both his demon and his salvation in prison is the specter of one of the first people he really got to know during his incarceration.

Keywords: african-french, airplane, airport, arab, arabic, arrest, assassination, baby, bag-over-head, baguette
Genres: Crime, Drama, Drama,

Quotes:

[first lines]::Prisoner: Take these handcuffs off!

[last lines]::Djamila: Where will you live?::[Malik shrugs]::Djamila: Come home. I'll take the kid. Use his bedroom.::Malik El Djebena: I don't want to impose.::Djamila: You're not.

[after Malik spends a year in prison]::Reyeb: Happy birthday, brother.

Chef de détention: Any family on the outside?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: No one to wire you money?::Malik El Djebena: No, sir.::Chef de détention: Friends inside, or outside?::Malik El Djebena: No one, sir.

Reyeb: The idea is to leave here a little smarter.

Santi: [handing Malik a bag of gifts] From César Luciani. You're now under his protection.

Ryad: "We ate" is the past. Now try the subjunctive. "Would... that we ate."::Malik El Djebena: People say that?::Ryad: It's wild. I never did but they do.

Vettori: These fucking Arabs! At least dogs fuck in silence.

César Luciani: You're saying I'm going to die alone here.::Sampierro: Don't talk like that. You're not alone. You carry weight outside.::César Luciani: And here?

Ryad: One day I saw a job ad. For security guard. I didn't have a dog, so I bought one secondhand. I didn't know, so I got a rottweiler. Know what they're like? And his name was Tyson. He came with the name Tyson. He was humongous! See this? This was the size of his poops. He took enormous dumps. Bigger than mine. So I work in a store. A big supermarket. I leave the dog to sniff around. I go outside for a cigarette. Then I try to go back in. I couldn't. He didn't always recognize me.::Malik El Djebena: Your own dog?::Ryad: But he was crazy. Tyson was a psycho. I go inside and he comes charging towards me. I panic, reach out my arm. He grabs me like this. I take out my mace, spray him. He lets go. I run out, scared shitless. What do I do? I leave him inside. Soon the employees start coming. I didn't know they used a back door to go inside. The hound had a field day. He tore every last one to pieces.