Afraid?

 

Just wanted to post some Dialogues from a movie, “The Terminal”.

 

“So, Mr. Navorski, I have some very good news for you.

 

 

What?

 

I’ve figured out a way to get you out of this airport.

 

 

How?

 

 

Well, we have laws here that protect aliens who have a credible fear of returning to their own country.

If we can establish this fear with you, then the CBP will be forced to begin Expedited Removal Procedures,to bring you to an immigration judge and let you plead your case for asylum.

 

 

– Asylum?

 

– Mm-hm, asylum.

 

 

Unfortunately, the courts are so backed up with asylum cases that the soonest you’d get before a judge would be six months from now.

 

 

Yes, and we would have no choice but to let you go for those six months.

 

It’s the law. You’d be released.

 

 

You would be free to wait in New York until your court date.

 

 

But, believe it or not, most people never show up before the judge.

 

 

– So I go New York City?

 

– Uh-huh.

 

 

 

You can go to New York City tonight.

 

But, you only get to go if we can establish a credible fear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

– Fear?

 

– Mm-hm, fear.

 

 

– Fear.

 

– Fear.

 

 

From what?

 

 

That’s the best part.

 

It doesn’t matter what you’re afraid of.

 

It’s all the same to Uncle Sam.

 

 

So I’m going to ask you one question, if you give me the correct answer, I can get you out of this airport tonight.

 

So, I answer one question. Go to New York City. Tonight.

 

– Tonight.

 

– Tonight.

 

 

 

– Tonight.

 

– Tonight.

 

 

– [laughs] OK.

 

– OK.

 

All right.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do you, at this time, have any fear of returning to your own country?

 

No.

 

OK. Let me try it again.

 

– Your country’s at war.

 

– Yes. War.

 

There are men in the streets with guns. Political persecution.

 

– Yes. It’s terrible.

 

– Yeah, it’s horrible.

 

 

And God only knows what could happen.

 

Innocent people are torn from their beds.

 

On Tuesdays. I hate Tuesdays.

 

So you’re afraid.

 

– From what?

 

– Krakozhia.

You’re afraid of Krakozhia.

 

Krakozhia?

 

 

No, I am not afraid from Krakozhia.

I’m a little afraid of this room.

 

 

 

I’m talking about bombs.

I’m talking about human dignity.

Human rights.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Viktor, please don’t be afraid to tell me you’re afraid of Krakozhia.

 

 

 

Is home.

I am not afraid from my home.”