Get out of here! Move it!
Don't worry. We'll find a way.
Dad, wait for us.
Don't go too fast.
Father!
- What's going on? - They've closed the gate.
They're afraid of a terrorist attack.
There's a French policeman waiting for us at Abbey Gate.
He'll let us in. Come on!
- Let's go! - Father!
- Amina!
- Father! - I see you!
Don't take your eyes off me.
Father!
- Father! - Amina!
Father!
The number dialled is not in service.
Please check the number.
Oh my God!
Sorry, the number dialled...
Sorry, the number dialled is not available.
Father!
The gate is open!
Father!
Amina! We have to go inside the airport!
- We have to go inside the airport! - Yes.
My father might have gone through.
Wait...
Amina! Amina!
You'll never have the guts to do it,
it's the nature of traitors.
Are other attacks planned?
The only plan is for the Islamic State to kill all the Taliban,
the crusaders and their allies.
Ainullah,
I said, "Are other attacks planned?"
- Calm down, brother. - I was never your brother.
I told your American friends everything.
You know as well as I do that our cells are isolated.
What's gotten into you, brother?
Don't do it.
I thought you weren't afraid of dying.
I'm not.
I'm afraid that you won't be able
to accept that you've killed me.
Killing you would be doing you a favor...
But the Americans made a deal with the Taliban.
You're gonna rot in a cell for the rest of your life.
And we'll see which one of us ends up like a dog.
Brother? Come back.
- Haroon! - Mom! Mom!
Where were you?
We are still in Kabul with your father. Where are you?
I'm safe with the man who took me.
You'll come to Italy?
Take him to the medical room, now!
Excuse me, you can't get up. We have to do a head scan.
- Who brought me here? - An ambulance.
You were found unconscious at Abbey Gate.
There was a terrorist attack.
My daughter.
Did you see my daughter?
I don't know, you were brought in alone.
I have to go back to the airport.
- My daughter is there... - It's over.
The airport is closed. All the Westerners are leaving.
There's no one left there.
Breathe calmly.
That's it, keep going.
I'm with him at the hospital.
M. Nazani?
Where is Amina?
Were you at Abbey Gate?
You were supposed to protect her!
And you let her go alone.
But you're right to be angry.
We're all right to be angry.
I have to go home.
I take this one.
Bolani?
My children...
My darling...
I haven't heard from you yet,
but if I had lost hope, I wouldn't have even come home.
Bolani hasn't returned.
I'm alone for now,
but I'm sure he's somewhere in the building...
I just found this poem by a young poet.
His name is Ramin Mazhar.
I'll read it to you.
"Each step, each destination I love you."
Despite the murderous traditions, I love you.
You are pious, your kisses are prayers.
You are different.
Your kisses are your protest.
You are not afraid of love.
Of hope, of tomorrow.
I kiss you amidst the Taliban You are not afraid...
I love you too
as I love this country.