Hors-la-loi

Le caïd: I have a court order. This land has been given to the colonist Mr Guérini.

Le père: But Kaid, this land belongs to my father and my ancestors.

Le caïd: Do you have the deeds?

Le père: What deeds? We have no documents.

Le caïd: Without the deeds, I can't help you. You must leave.

Le père: That's impossible. I was born here. My father was born here, like all my ancestors! My children too!

Le caïd: You have three days to leave.

Le père: If we leave, how would I feed my family?

Le caïd: It's the law. I can't help it.

[walks away]

La mère: [agitatedly] Are they crazy? We have to leave our land based on what a piece of paper says? I'll die here and be buried here!

[running towards departed policemen, shouting]

La mère: It's not fair! You're committing a sin! May God curse you! May God curse you! May God curse you!