7th April 2004 NATIONAL DAY OF REMEMBRANCE
My young listeners, that was famous D.J. Max.
Those cockroaches can’t hurt us!
We’ll hunt them down wherever they are.
Come on! Come on!
Louder! Louder!
Go, go, go!
We must exterminate them!
See you tomorrow, and turn that music down.
R.F.I., Dianne Gallio
Live from Tunisia for the African Soccer Cup.
What a player! What a game!
Here he comes! He scores!
That’s a goal to Zambia!
Do you know who I am?
—Shut up and move! —I’m not going anywhere!
Get everybody out!
Look over there.
What’s that? Search everywhere.
Nobody! But we found some money!
Good morning, everybody! We need reinforcements!
The graves are not full yet!
We’re looking for Faustin Sano and Gérard Gakwaya.
They’re said to be near Munini. Don’t let them get away!
This is Radio R.T.L.M. Don’t leave the roadblock unattended.
Hi, boss!
Hey, buddy!
—How are you doing? —We’re okay, boss!
—Hi, boss! —It’s the R.T.L.M. guy.
Step out!
Papers!
You’re a journalist?
Okay, you can go.
Who are these people?
My wife, her sister and kids.
Your papers!
Hey, chief! We’ve got a problem here. The people in this jeep …
Maybe you should check.
Go! We’ll take care of the snakes.
Be strong …
Be strong, take courage …
Young men of Gikondo, well done, but save your bullets …
Cut them up with machetes …
We gave out more free radios …
Let’s go to Hotel Mille Collines!
R.T.L.M., Rwanda, a country of milk and honey
before those snakes made blood flow …
… but they’re losing the war.
Does anybody recognize this man? His name is Ndizeye Celestin.
He is accused of killing five farmers
and participating in the killing of 15 other people.
Those who can testify, please stand up.
I know this man.
He came through my yard, pushing two of the victims.
A woman named Madeleine Mukasano
and a man named Dieudonné.
When he arrived at my neighbour’s house …
that man over there hit Dieudonné
with a machete and then cut Madeleine’s feet off.
I saw it with my own eyes.
I speak the truth.
Those cockroaches can’t hurt us! We’ll hunt them down wherever they are!
Bring all those cockroaches here!
Everybody out!
We will win the war anyway.
We are the majority.
Wherever you are, join the battle.
Come to Kigali. That’s where the roaches are still hiding.
I’m going to work.
Your beloved radio tells you the truth.
Trust us, we’re making it happen.
We’re the truth with capital “T”. We always told you the truth.
We told you since the beginning
that those Inyenzis will never be able to take Kigali.
Quick!
Come here.
Rwanda will always be ours.
Let’s sing together.
“Let’s rejoice, dear friends, let’s rejoice.
“All is over now and God is just.”
You can stay here until it gets dark.
We have to finish them if we want our children
and our children’s children to live in peace.
We must finish our work.
Communal administrators, please be vigilant. Don’t leave dead bodies in the street.
Calm down. Don’t be afraid.
Don’t worry.
You can’t stay. You’re not safe here.
I understand.
She’s too weak.
My husband and son-in-law are out killing.
If they come, they’ll kill you too.
You people in the swamps!
You can come out!
We are the R.P.F.!
You people in the swamps!
Don’t be afraid!
Come! Come here!
Don’t be afraid.
You’re a nice boy.
Don’t be afraid.
Let me help you.
Take a sip.
Morning, Papa.
—Good morning. —Where is everyone?
They’re all gone, son.
—I am sorry. —You will live with it longer than I.
Sir, where is Sainte-Marie school?
Forget about the school. Forget about everything.
I must find my daughter.
It’s not far. Follow the road.
Then turn at the corner.
Some things are better left alone.
What did you do to my family? Where are the bodies?
Sir, I swear, we don’t know.
I’m gonna kill you.
—Good morning. —Good morning.
—How are you? —I am fine.
Go! We’ll take care of the snakes!
Shut up, you whore!
These men are accused of having participated
in the killing of 120 schoolgirls
at the Sainte-Marie School.
Who recognizes them?
I do.
My name is …
I was there.
I’m a survivor.