الطريق الى العقبه (قصه فيلم بالانجليزي)
 

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
الى الاخوه والاخوات افراد عشيره الحويطات, تحيه عطره وبعد

ارسل لكم مقطع من قصه سيناريو سينمائيه كنت قد كتبتها, لقصه حقيقيه, عن حياه فارس فرسان الحويطات, جدي البطل "سلامه بن ارتيمه", الذي هو واخوته الثلاثه, وتحت قياده ابن عمهم الشيخ " عوده ابو تايه" كانوا قد فتحوا حصن العقبه "في جنوب الاردن" الامر الذي ساعد كثيراً بتحرير الوطن العربي من قبضه الاتراك.
اعتذر ان النص باللغه الانجليزيه, لاني لم اترجمه بعد, ولكن في القريب العاجل, سوف اقوم بترجمته باذن الله. ارجوا ان ينال اعجابكم
والسلام عليكم ورحمه الله وبركاته
بيهس بن حمد آل ارتيمات



[align=center]“The road to Aqaba”[/align]
“T[align=center]he legend of Salamah Ben Irtemah”[/align] [align=center]
by
Bayhas H. Alirtemat[/align]









Bayhas H. Alirtemat
17736 Hatteras St. Suit # 70
Encino, CA 91316
[email protected]
Tel:(818)571-7705
(V.O.)
In 1908, a group of high ranking Turkish army officers, called “Homeland and Freedom fighters” made a daring coup and toppled the last Sultan of the Ottoman Empire ”Sultan Abdelhameed”...their seven years of harsh rule, privy interests and clandestine fellowships, through their corrupt fellow officials stationed through out the middle-east, intimidated their Arab constituency, imposing inhumane laws, confiscation of cattle, lands and homes, created chaotic lawless society....The demise of Constantinople however, came on the hands of the supreme bedouin knight of Alhwetat tribe....Oblivious to his destiny, that will change the course of history, for ever...this is the true story of “Salamah Ben Irtemah”.


FADE IN FROM BLACK.

EXT. DESERT - DAY
Superimpose: The Negev Desert, Palestine. Apr. 29, 1915.
As sad Bedouin Rebab MUSIC(Ajoh Joh Atheeb) travels through this forsaken magnificent golden desert sand, with the high noon sun blazing. Suddenly, through the thick mirage at the horizon, a speeding unidentified shadow approaches, appears to be, as a gathering sandstorm.
CUT TO.

EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - MOMENTS LATER

As the Rebab MUSIC continues. In an unpaved little track, surrounded by a few old mud houses, a bunch of Bedouin lads are playing soccer with a cloth made ball, surrounded by a bunch of little boys and girls cheering for Ghazi. AD LIB.

GHAZI: A little lad with a white hat, and a brown traditional dress for boys, commands the ball.

A little girl, wearing traditional black dress, with golden designs around the chest area. Cheering for Ghazi.
NOAFF
Go, Ghazi, go...Watch out Ghazi, go, go, go...
Ghazi: Looks at Noaff, smiles as he passes a few opponentes to score.
Noaff: Along with the crowd, jumps in cheers. AD LIB.
CUT TO:

EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

Bedouin: Lonely old man, seated on a cape to protect him from the burning sand, wearing thick black goat skin coat, over his shoulders, with wool linen to protect him from the blazing sun, playing his Rebab, the sheepherder continues SINGING (Ajoh joh Etheeb).
PAN TO
EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

The shadow, moving toward us (The screen) appears to be a speeding Turkish military jeep, of that era, with three men on board. Passes a cluster of vultures eating a decomposed prey, not too far from the singing old man.
CUT TO:
EXT/INT. JEEP - MOMENTS LATER

OSMAN: Baby-face, Turkish military Lieutenant, in his mid-twenties, seated behind a Corporal, driving the convertible. Next to.
A bedouin man, in his early sixties, with a black dyed, pointed goatee, wearing a Bedouin attire. Shoveling his nervous fingers, through a chain of beads(Mesbaha).
AWAD
Vultures.
Rubbing his left thumb, over a polished head of a stick, with a brass smooth surface. Without looking, and with arrogant gesture.
OSMAN
What?
AWAD
The hunting season has begun.
CUT OUT

EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - LATER

Ghazi: Caught up in the soccer game, unaware of the approaching vehicle, jumps in front of the approaching vehicle, bends to pickup the out of bound ball.

The jeep driving through the neighborhood.
FAST PAN
EXT. NEGHBORHOOD - MOMENTS LATER
NOAF
(Screams)
Ghazi.
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EXT. NEGHBORHOOD - MOMENTS LATER

The military jeep comes to a breakneck stop, along with the MUSIC.
CUT TO:
EXT. NEGHBORHOOD - MOMENTS LATER

Freezes. Stares at Osman as he stands up, holding the ball. And in slow motion, Drops it. Runs away toward a distinguished, old mud fenced house, with an old Islamic arch gate. Shouting.
GHAZI
Yoba, yoba, aljayeesh alturkey, aljaeesh alturkey, yoba.
(Father, Father, the Turkish army, the Turkish army, Father)

The convertible slowly trails him.
FADE OUT.

INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER

Late fifties, dark man, with gray goatee, wearing Bedouin attire, leaning on a stack of pillows. Hosting the grim faced pair.
IRTEMAH
Welcome...Sheik Awad of Beersheba, and his guests, welcome...
(To Ghazi)
Yoba, Ghazi, serve the coffee.
Ghazi: Walks to the middle of the room, picks up a stained black bottom brass pot of coffee from the grill, and three small coffee cups, and starts serving the guests.

Osman: Sitting on a stack of pillows. Waves the stick, in an arrogant gesture, rejecting the coffee.
Takes the coffee, places it down. As customary, he flips the chain of beads between his fingers.
AWAD
Your coffee is not hospitable, Sheik Irtemeh.
IRTEMAH
(Agitated)
Sit down son...
Ghazi: Returns the coffee pot to the grill, retires in his father’s lap.
IRTEMAH (CONT’D)
Speak your mind, man.
AWAD
The dispute, Sheik Irtemah, I’m here...
Looks at Osman.
AWAD (CONT’D)
We’re here to settle the dispute.
IRTEMAH
What dispute, Sheik Awad?
AWAD
You know what I’m talking about, Sheik Irtemah.
IRTEMAH
The stores?!
AWAD
Yes...the stores, the land...your land, Sheik Irtemah...
IRTEMAH
Let’s discuss that, next season, Awad...the spring cleared the skies for us to rove east...upon the boys arrival.
AWAD
That’s why we’re here, Sheik Irtemah, we don’t want to wait until next season.
IRTEMAH
Like I stated to you before...more than once, Awad...the stores are not for sale.
AWAD
Sheik Irtemah.
IRTEMAH
Yes, Awad of Beersheba, yes....From all of God’s land...look around you man, look, why my land?
AWAD
It’s on our turf, Sheik Irtemah...
IRTEMAH
So?! It’s Al Irtemah stores...and it’s not for sale, Awad...buy another one.
AWAD
I don’t want another one, Sheik...we Don’t...want another one...

Looks at the Lieutenant.
AWAD (CONT'D)
We want...your Land, Sheik Irtemah.

Gently, massaging his son’s head.
IRTEMAH
You can’t have my land, Awad, it’s not for sale...right, Ghazi?
Ghazi: Nods with excitement.
AWAD
(Stands up)
You know darn well, that...not you, your boys, nor all of Alhwetat tribe can stand in the face of the Turkish empire.

Still playing with his son’s hair.
IRTEMAH
We know how powerful your connections are, Awad...
(Looks at Osman)
It shows...But not you, nor your connections can coerce me...
Kisses Ghazi’s head.
IRTEMAH (CONT’D)
To cede my land.
AWAD
You’ll regret it, Sheik.
IRTEMAH
Regret what, Awad of Beersheba?
Pushes Ghazi away gently.
IRTEMAH (CONT’D)
Regret what? You’re not to match my noble blood, nor can you defeat my army, with your connections...Regret what, Awad? Regret what?
AWAD
(As he leaves)
You’ll pay a dear price, Irtemah. A very dear price.
IRTEMAH
Reason man, reason...Not you, nor all of
Beersheba and the whole Turkish empire
behind them, are match...to Allah’s wrath.
AWAD
This is your last chance, Irtemah.
IRTEMAH
You know better, than to threaten a righteous man, Awad...Allah is with the righteous.
AWAD
I didn’t come all the way here, under the
Negev blazing sun to hear a lecture from
you about Allah, old man...You have until the evening prayer. Period.
Irtemah: Laughing hysterically.
AWAD (CONT'D)
(Agitated)
The heat must’ve got to your head, old man? What’s so funny?
IRTEMAH
You.
AWAD
Me?
IRTEMAH
(Laughing)
Yes, you.
AWAD
What about me?
IRTEMAH
I can foresee you, in the females harem, begging for your life.
AWAD
Damn the man who would make me beg, old
man.
CUT TO:

EXT. DESERT - EVENING

Black man’s eye comes to focus as he aims and lets an arrow out.
SALAMAH
Besm Allah, Allah O Akber.
(In the name of God, God is great)
CUT TO:

EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER
The arrow, passes through a gazelle’s body, a bit far from Salamah, and slams into a tree, behind it.
CUT TO:

EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER
A heavy set, dark skinned brother of Salamah, his pearly teeth shines as he laughs.
KASEB (CAMEL)
Missed Salamah. You’ve missed.
Salamah: Gives him a stern look, that silence him instantly.
CUT TO:
EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

The oldest brother, with a scar on his left cheek, lying against a dried tree. Sharpening a dagger with a stone.
RASHED (SCAR)
You need a looking glasses, Kaseb.
KASEB
Look, Scar, look, it didn’t even budge.
Rashed: Throws the dagger at the Gazelle.
CUT TO:
EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER
The dagger hits the dead gazelle, and it falls.
CUT TO:
EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER
Muscular brother of Salamah, unsaddling a horse, drops the saddle at the same time the dagger hits the gazelle and it falls.
RAFI (SWEET TOOTH)
Because it went through it, you Camel...
SALAMAH
Sweet tooth.
RAFI
Yes, sir.
SALAMAH
Gather the wood. Camel.
KASEB
Yes, sir.
SALAMAH
Go get the prey...Scar.
RASHED
Yes, Salamah.
SALAMAH
Light the fire.
KASEB
C’mon, Rafi, let’s go...I thought he missed...
FADE OUT.

EXT. IRTEMAH’S HOUSE - NIGHT

The only sound shatters the solitude of this deadly dark night, is the sound of Crickets CHIRPING and the fear breath sound, of a group of masked men, sneaking up and down, the sleeping neighborhood and Irtemah’s mud fenced house.
CUT TO:

INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER

Ghazi: Sound asleep.
We see a snake tattoo on the back of his hand, when he slams it against Ghazi’s mouth.
KHALED
Shhhhhhhhh.
Ghazi: Looks at the Masked man face, popped eyes. Terrified.
Pokes a gun against his head.
MASKED MAN (KHALED)
Don’t make a move.
CUT OUT



EXT/INT. GARDEN - LATER

Ghazi: Kneeling, hands bound behind his back.

Holding a gun to the side of Ghazi’s head.
KHALED
This is your last chance, old man, your son’s fate is in your hands, what’d you say?
Two masked men forcing him to kneel, near his wife and teenage daughter, who also held down by a pair of masked men. Resists.
IRTEMAH
I’m not the one to determine his fate.
Looks up toward the sky.
IRTEMAH (CONT’D)
He does.
KHALED
And, I’ll decide it, if you don’t sign.
Irtemah’s daughter, a young lady, held by a gunman, distraught. Looks at her father, and brother. Shouts.
SALHA
Pull your shoulders up and sit like a man.
Ghazi: Scared. Pulls his shoulders up.
Mother: Distraught, sad.
KHALED
What do you say, old man?
IRTEMAH
Do as you wish, dead man.
AREF
Old man, say yes, please, it’s just a land, say yes, he’ll do it, do you understand, please...I beg of you.
(To Aref)
Don’t do it, Khaled, don’t do it.
IRTEMAH
Man, is but one stance, you harm my tad, and I’ll make sure, everybody carries your filthy bloodline, is dead, everybody...that is, a promise.

Pushes Khaled away.
KHALED
Move, Aref.
Aref: Manages not to fall.
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EXT/INT. GARDEN - MOMENTS LATER

Khaled: Shoves his gun to Ghazi’s head, looks at Irtemah.
Ghazi: Looks at his father, terrified.

Khaled: With his gun to the side of Ghazi’s head, shoots.
MOTHER (O.C.)
(Shouts)
Oh my God...
Ghazi: In a slow motion, his face falling to the ground, comes to an extreme close up, with blood stream running down his innocent face. Dies.
CUT TO:
EXT. DESERT - NIGHT
Awakens from his sleep, next to the dying fires. His inflamed, red eyes tell the rage.
SALAMAH
Ghazi?!
CUT TO:

EXT/INT. GARDEN - MOMENTS LATER
Her face tells the horror of her child’s death. Her screams, shatters the deadly silent. Powerless as her knees gives-out.
MOTHER
My baby...

Screams as she runs to her dead brother.
SALHA
Ghazi.
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EXT/INT. GARDEN - LATER
Bewildered.
IRTEMAH
No strength but the might of Allah...Allah is my shepherd...
Khaled: Distraught.
Roughs him up.
AREF
You killed the little boy, Khaled...damn you, damn all of us, blood, blood, blood...we’re dead, dead...Migrate, all of you, migrate now, run for your lives, run as fast as you can...

All runs away.
Bewildered, to his son’s body.
IRTEMAH
No strength but the might of Allah, Allah is my shepherd...
Mother: Lying on the floor with her hair stwern and her dress tared. Sobbing.
SALHA
(Holding his body)
Ghazi, brother, my heart, my soul...I cry
you, my heart bleeds for your departure... my baby brother, Ghazi...
DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. YARD - MOMENTS LATER
Hums, as he dips his hands in Ghazi’s blood and smears it over his head and face.
IRTEMAH
Laid his eye to sleep, and dipped his hand in the Henna...
(Cry)
your blood, your blood my boy, henna to my head...we shall henna our feet with their blood...
Grabs his head scarf and attempt to wraps it around his face.
Jumps up, tries to grab the head scarf.
SALHA
No father, noooo....
IRTEMAH
I shall never speak, until you’re avenged the worst revenge the Arab has ever known.
Wraps the bottom half of his face including the mouth with his scarf.
Rocking as she pulls her hair and dress, sobbing. Screams in a soundless heartfelt scream. Suddenly her scream RESOUNDS throughout the quiet place.
SALHA
Salamah.
FADE TO BLACK:

EXT. DESERT - DAWN

Salamah: At a very high speed, riding his horse along with his three brothers.
CUT OUT

EXT. NEIBOGHERHOOD - LATER
As sad MUSIC plays on, a group of saddened people, spot Salamah, as they gather in front of Irtemah’s house, start opening in two lanes.
CUT TO:
EXT. NEGHBORHOOD - MOMENTS LATER
Salamah: His distinct horse steps, shatters the crowd’s deadly silence, as he rides slowly through the
neighborhood, we see the marking on his horse’s chest (^) the tribe’s marking.
FADE OUT.

EXT/INT. HOUSE - LATER
Noaf: Squeezes herself through the crowd, runs into the vacant hole in the middle of the crowd, extends her little arm to Salamah.
FAST PAN
EXT. NEGHBORHOOD - MOMENTS LATER

Salamah: Gets off his horse, picks up his little brother’s hat from Noaff’s hand, and proceeds, as the crowd follow.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. ROOM - MOMENTS LATER

Salamah: Stops in front of a little coffin, laid at the center of seated elders.
Irtemah: Seated in the middle of an elders gathering, his head scarf is wrapped around his face and mouth, sign of a self muting.
Ghazi: As if he were asleep, his tiny body is wrapped in a white sheet, his head stained with blood.
Salamah: The huge man kneels down, the earth shakes.
DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. CEMETERY - DAY
As the sad MUSIC continues, while he’s Kneeling, kisses Ghazi’s eyes.
SALAMAH
So long, glorious eyes, so long.
Along with his brothers, wearing black cloth bands wrapped around their right arms. Stands up and sprinkles a fistful of dirt on Ghazi’s face as he’s laid to rest. Somber.

Ghazi: Innocent face partially covered with dirt, the sad MUSIC continues.
FADE OUT.

INT. LAWN - DAWN

Salha: Her hair strewn. Wearing her black dress inside-out, distraught. Walks toward her brother Salamah, as he’s preparing his war gear.

Salamah: Somber, his face is partially covered with his keffiyeh, putting on his bandolier, and sword, as his brothers are saddling the horses.
Beats on his chest, crying, out of control.
SALHA
Where do you think you’re going? Go ahead, run, run you coward, run...afraid They’ll kill you too...
Rashed: Face partially covered. Tries to remove her.
SALHA (CONT’D)
Kill them, kill them all, burn them, burn them down to the ground, you coward, kill them all...They killed my baby brother...they killed Ghazi...

Salamah: Gestures to him to stop.
SALHA (CONT’D)
Awad of Beersheba, killed my baby...bring me his heart, do you hear me? Right here...Don’t come back without his heart...carve him, make his violent death an example to all Arabs...all Arabs...
Salamah: Get on his horse, rides away.
SALHA (CONT’D)
I shall wear my dress inside out until you return.
FADE TO BLACK:

EXT. DESERT - DAWN

A tumbleweed bounces across the unsettling sand of the windy desert. A Crow CAWS flying across the red skies, breaking the deadly dawn solitude. Suddenly. As the MUSIC of(Ashkeek Lemeen/Kathem Alsaher) starts.

Salamah: A long with his brothers. Their faces wrapped in a black Kofeiahs, ride their horses at lightning speed.
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EXT. DESERT -DAWN

A camel herder, sees them passing by, stops and shields his little son behind him, mumbles. The SOUND of their horses hoofs gets stronger as they approach the camera.

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EXT. DESERT - LATER

Devours miles in a blink of an eye. Suddenly as the MUSIC stops, they stop at a steep edge of a mountain.
CUT TO:
EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

Quiet, sleepy Turkish military fortress, down the valley below.
CUT TO:
EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

Salamah: Along with his brothers, insteep down the hill.
CUT OUT

EXT. FORTRESS - LATER
Crickets CHIRPING, breaks the solitude of the sleepy camp.
Soldier: Seated in a wooden shack, drowsing as he guards the main gate.
CUT TO:

EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

Salamah: Charges to the fortress gate, along with his brothers, as the sun is barely rising at the horizon behind them.
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INT. SHACK - DAWN
Soldier: The horses stamp, bounces his rifle against his leg and falls. He wakes up, notices the vibrating ground under his feet. Gets out of the shack and aims his rifle around. As he discover the SOUND source, he stops and aims his rifle.
CUT TO:
EXT. FORTRESS FRONT - DAWN

Salamah: We hear the sharp distinct SOUND of a dagger blade, soars through the quiet, peaceful space.
FAST PAN TO
EXT. FORTRES FRONT - MOMENTS LATER
Soldier: Aiming his rifle toward Salamah.
CUT TO:
EXT. FORTRESS FRONT - MOMENTS LATER
The soaring SOUND ends with a THUD. With the dagger plunges his eye socket. His rifle falls, as he drops dead.
CUT TO:
EXT. FORTRESS FRONT - MOMENTS LATER
Salamah: Tilts over from his speeding horse, grabs the
dagger, causing the Soldier’s dead body to drag, until he frees the dagger. Crashes the fortress gate open and rides toward the Lieutenant's quarters.
The brothers, spread throughout the fortress.
CUT TO:

EXT. FORTRESS - MOMENTS LATER

Soldier: Leaving the out-house holding a water mug. His jaw drops, freezes. Drops the mug, as Salamah passes him.
CUT TO:
EXT. FORTRESS - MOMENTS LATER
Kaseb: Riding toward the soldier, aims his bow and let an arrow out.
Soldier: The arrow pokes his open mouth, falls dead.
Rides around him.
KASEB
One.
CUT OUT

EXT. FORTRESS -MOMENTS LATER
Soldier: Half asleep, yawns, preparing to take over the watch post, walking along with a Corporal. Sees the intruders. Attempt to scream.
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EXT. FORTRESS - MOMENTS LATER
Rashed: Throws a dagger at the Soldier, the dagger lands in his throat.
Soldier: dies.
Corporal: Runs away as he watches the soldier dies.

Rafi: Rides after the Corporal’s direction.
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EXT. FORTRESS - MOMENTS LATER
Corporal: Running away.

Rafi: Chops his head off, with a sword.
CUT OUT

EXT/INT. SLEEPING QUARTER - EARLY MORNING
Salamah: Crushes the door open, rides inside the room.
CUT OUT

INT. SLEEPING QUARTER - MOMENTS LATER
BADRIAH: A woman, jumps out of the bed, pulling a blanket to cover her partially nude body, screams.

Osman: Half naked, with the blanket pulled off his body. Frantically wakes up, and quickly reaches for his gun, placed on a stool next to his bed.
Pulls out his gun and aims it at Osman, as he clocks the trigger.
SALAMAH
It’ll be the last time you ever reached for anything, Turk.
Osman: Freezes.
SALAMAH (CONT’D)
You. Pass me the weapon.
Badriah: Passes him the gun, returns to bed.
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EXT. FORTRESS - LATER
Soldier: Screams, holding his bloody hands, to an arrow inserted in his eye.
Kaseb: Rides toward him, chops his head off, immediately after an arrow lands in the soldier’s mouth. Looks back.
Holding a bow..
KASEB
It still my count, Sweet-tooth, four.
Looks at the headless body.
RAFI
Three and a half.
CUT OUT

EXT. FORTRESS -EARLY MORNING

More than fifty soldiers storm out of their sleeping quarter.
KASEB (O.C.)
Scratch that, let’s start from the beginning...
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EXT. FORTRESS - MOMENTS LATER

Jumps down from his horse, overlying the approaching soldiers, causing them to fall, counts as he stabs.
KASEB (CONT'D)
Let’s see, one, two, three...
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. FORTRESS - LATER

The brothers in a melee, kicking, hitting and killing.
CUT OUT

INT. SLEEPING QUARTER - LATER
Badriah: Putting on her last piece of clothes.
SALAMAH
Go and tell your husband, he has something belongs to me.
Badriah: Storms outside the room, hair strewn.
SALAMAH (CONT’D)
Lieutenant, Osman.
OSMAN
Listen man, I, I, I didn’t do it...
SALAMAH
Do what, Turk?
OSMAN
Listen bedouin, I’m a Turkish officer, do you have any idea what that mean?!
We HEAR bullets being fired.
OSMAN (CONT’D)
Do you hear that? They’ll kill you...
SALAMAH
Really!
OSMAN
You can’t shoot me...They’ll kill you...My father is the head of the Turkish army, he’ll hunt you...
SALAMAH
Really?! So your father is like the Turkish Pasha?
OSMAN
Yes, yes, you can’t shoot me...
SALAMAH
I’m not going to shoot you...
OSMAN
You’re not?
SALAMAH
No.
CUT OUT

EXT. FORTRESS - MORNING

Salamah: Along with his brothers soaked with blood, riding away from the inferno engulfing the fortress.
FADE TO BLACK.

INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
Bullets falling on the floor, as his hands are trembling
while trying to feed bullets into the rifle, squeezing his wife, Badriah closer to the corner. Terrified.
AWAD
Are you su..sure, it was, it was Salamah?
BADRIAH
Yes.
AWAD
Goddamnit...what? What did he say? He said he’s com...coming for me, right? He said that? For me?
BADRIAH
Yes, Awad...
AWAD
You sure, he said, me... Awad?
BADRIAH
Yes, Awad...he said, you have something belongs to him.
AWAD
Goddamnit, you adulteress...he said Awad? I, I don’t have anything belong....
SALAMAH (O.C.)
(Shouts)
Awad of Beersheba.
AWAD
Oh my God.
Salamah: Crushes The wooden gate open.
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EXT/INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Standing in the middle of the entrance. Raises his head up, as he charges into the room.
SALAMAH
Awad of Beersheba...Payday.
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INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Drops the rifle. Falls to his knees, crying.
AWAD
No, noo, nooo, Salamah...please, don’t kill me, please, don’t kill me...
Crawls to Salamah’s feet, grabs it.
AWAD (CONT'D)
It wasn’t my idea, it was Osman’s, he’s
the one who thinks less of Bedew...
(Kisses Salamah’s feet)
I kiss your feet, I beg of you, spare my life...I beg of you...
SALAMAH
Get up, get up.
Hanging to his leg, crying.
AWAD
Please, Salamah, please, spare my life...
CUT TO:

EXT. LAWN - MORNING
The brothers fighting and killing scores of men.
CUT TO:

INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Dawdling on his knees, holding to Salamah’s leg.
AWAD (CONT'D)
I beg of you Salamah, Badriah, Goddamnit, say something, say something...I’ll give you...her, Do you want her? Take her...take all the land, everything, I’ll give you everything...I’ll migrate, where do you want me to migrate?
Pulls out his dagger. Lefts him up.
SALAMAH
To hell.
AWAD
Please, please, Salamah...I beg of you...Don’t kill me...What do you want from me?
SALAMAH
Souvenir.
CUT OUT

EXT/INT. LAWN - LATER

Stabs the last man standing, pushes his body away.
RAFI
What number you at, Kaseb?
Chops a man in a half. Looks back.
KASEB
Three and a half.

Man: Body splashes in the blood pool of the dead bodies scattered around the lawn.
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EXT/INT. ROOM -MORNING
Salamah: Leaving the room, walking into the pool of blood, holding a bloody article. Behind him we see.
Awad: Lying at the corner, on the floor, with his bloody chest cage wide open.

Badriah: Her back to the corner, horrified, as the MUSIC rises to crescendo.
FADE TO BLACK.

EXT. DESERT -AFTERNOON

On the horizon, a camel with a howdah, leading a convoy of camels and other animals.
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EXT. DESERT - MOMENTS LATER

Salamah: Riding his horse, along with his brothers, guarding the camel convoy.
FADE OUT.