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Dialogue: 0,0:00:27.63,0:00:30.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Civilian families remaining inside the besieged districts of Homs
Dialogue: 0,0:00:30.90,0:00:34.98,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,continue to cling on to life in between the jaws of death and hunger.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:34.98,0:00:39.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They continue to live while their disctricts are being hammered daily by missiles,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:39.27,0:00:43.78,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,leaving them surrounded with rubble, the memories and dreams.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:43.78,0:00:47.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The way these families stand tall is just like the ancient stones of Homs:
Dialogue: 0,0:00:47.33,0:00:53.46,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,surviving, full of life, despite the daily agony and misery.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:53.46,0:00:57.43,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Scenes and slogans carved by the living and the martyrs are still seen
Dialogue: 0,0:00:57.43,0:01:00.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,on the walls and houses that remain standing.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:00.03,0:01:04.80,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Vibrant and clear these images are, insisting that we keep an eye on them,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:04.80,0:01:09.31,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,that we look for them in all this destruction.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:16.77,0:01:23.60,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Sandbags, barricades, soldiers armed to their teeth, bullet coats, bombs ...
Dialogue: 0,0:01:23.60,0:01:28.93,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,These factors simply make up the checkpoints of the regime's army, cutting off each district from the other
Dialogue: 0,0:01:28.93,0:01:34.54,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and imposing the suffocating siege of Homsi families as they draw images of fear and terror.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:34.54,0:01:37.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,These checkpoints are made to exterminate safety and security,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:37.97,0:01:48.34,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,they're made to spread fear, to terrorize, to torture, to arrest and to kill.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:48.34,0:01:54.45,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,On these checkpoints, fear spreads and freedom is stolen. It is where death is practised.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:54.45,0:02:00.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The name of your district will be the one they hate, your family name will be similar to one of the
Dialogue: 0,0:02:00.33,0:02:06.11,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,names on the wanted lists composed by the forces at these checkpoints, depending on their mood.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:06.11,0:02:10.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Entire districts are under siege by Assad's soldiers, shabiha and thugs.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:10.90,0:02:14.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The thugs will terrorize civilians as they pass in between these districts
Dialogue: 0,0:02:14.97,0:02:19.55,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and impose diverse means of anguish.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:24.60,0:02:29.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The Gardenia Tower or, as the residents of Homs call it, the "Death Tower".
Dialogue: 0,0:02:29.52,0:02:36.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It overlooks most of the districts, as it is located where Al-Hamra and Al-Ghouta meet.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:37.66,0:02:42.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Though its weapons are stationed on staggeringly high levels, the tower plants death
Dialogue: 0,0:02:42.10,0:02:45.74,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and fires destruction onto the besieged districts.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:45.74,0:02:49.91,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The Death Tower sniper has claimed the lives of hundreds of innocent souls.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:49.91,0:02:56.86,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,You only need to pass by this ruthless sniper to look death in the eye.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:01.43,0:03:06.61,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Eyewitness testimony: "The sounds of the tower's weapons have become so normal to the ears of the
Dialogue: 0,0:03:06.61,0:03:12.67,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,families of Homs. The machine guns stationed overlooking pose a threat and constant fear
Dialogue: 0,0:03:12.67,0:03:18.81,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,amongst them as the smell of death dominates all. These districts have lost many of their civilians
Dialogue: 0,0:03:18.81,0:03:23.35,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,to the tower and those stationed in it."
Dialogue: 0,0:03:57.41,0:04:03.62,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Artillery, buildings fall apart, carrying with them dreams and a future that could have been.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:03.62,0:04:09.40,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,This is the situation inside besieged Homs day and night. Civilians spend their evenings
Dialogue: 0,0:04:09.40,0:04:15.34,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,listening to the sounds of missiles and tanks moving by, then wake up to the smell of smoke,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:15.34,0:04:22.56,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,scenes of fires rising to the skies and bullets abducting several souls.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:31.79,0:04:37.38,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It isn't something odd to wake up and find your home now in rubble, your neighborhood destroyed,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:37.38,0:04:44.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,your children hanging between life and death. \NIt isn't strange to forget the sounds of birds
Dialogue: 0,0:04:44.36,0:04:50.29,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,because these have been substituted with anti-aircrafts, Shilka tanks and T-72s,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:50.29,0:04:55.31,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,where they all keep roaring from the early hours of the morning till late at night.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:55.31,0:04:58.91,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The sounds that now have become a part of their lives and dreams.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:58.91,0:05:04.23,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,In the middle of the siege, there are people, holding on to the soil and walls with all their might.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:04.23,0:05:06.99,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They're hanging their dreams inside because they believe that surviving
Dialogue: 0,0:05:06.99,0:05:10.79,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,this oppressive situation will give birth to the longer way to victory.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:15.84,0:05:20.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They live through the sounds of artillery and strive through the day, hungry and tired,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:20.50,0:05:25.02,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,with victory at sight where they will continue to live.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:25.02,0:05:29.87,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They gave their dreams, hopes and wishes to these besieged neighborhoods
Dialogue: 0,0:05:29.87,0:05:33.21,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,because they're not giving up, they're standing tall.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:40.04,0:05:44.65,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Nothing can bring a smile to the face within the siege except children.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:44.65,0:05:51.42,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Their childhood is now made of shelling. They don't dream of quiet days or peaceful mornings with birds,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:51.42,0:05:54.40,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,with a Jasmin smell coming through.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:54.40,0:05:59.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They don't even dream of a cup of milk, which most children take for granted.
Dialogue: 0,0:05:59.36,0:06:09.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,All they dream of is to find a space within all this destruction, free of rubble, free of blood,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:09.20,0:06:19.34,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,a place for them to play football, their handmade football, made of the remainders of bullets and explosives.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:42.22,0:06:46.59,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Church bells ring through the streets, as the call to prayer is made from mosques
Dialogue: 0,0:06:46.59,0:06:52.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,with the words "God is great" that come through the alleys. Everyone moves their way to pray,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:52.51,0:07:01.93,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,either in a church or in a mosque. God is one. The prayer is one. Victory against the oppressor
Dialogue: 0,0:07:01.93,0:07:11.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,is the shared prayer between all. It is all they repeat all the time, in the prayers they keep in their hearts.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:16.94,0:08:22.42,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It is inside these besieged neighborhoods of Homs that you learn the true meaning of surviving
Dialogue: 0,0:08:22.42,0:08:27.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,between the jaws of death and mass destruction.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:43.54,0:08:48.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Their day starts with the sounds of deafening shelling and the rumble of tanks.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:48.13,0:08:51.35,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,With their lenses at hand, they befriend the lonely alleys,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:51.35,0:08:57.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,documenting destruction and death lurking in every corner.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:40.44,0:09:46.79,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They fear no bullets, they challenge every shell, they don't spare a look to the sniper waiting for their
Dialogue: 0,0:09:46.79,0:09:53.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,shadows at the end of each road to take their life that has no more worth to him but a candle.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:53.90,0:10:00.54,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The truth is what they're after, the truth is what they gave their lives and future for,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:00.54,0:10:07.24,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the truth and the pictures of suffering, grievery and hope.
Dialogue: 0,0:12:27.06,0:12:32.30,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,"Homs between two sieges" features minutes into the daily life of the families of Homs
Dialogue: 0,0:12:32.30,0:12:35.96,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and their suffering under the long-term suffocating siege.
Dialogue: 0,0:12:35.96,0:12:41.00,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It's a short film that portraits their agony and documents memorial revolutionary moments
Dialogue: 0,0:12:41.00,0:12:44.95,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,in the city of Homs, the "city of the revolution".
Dialogue: 0,0:12:44.95,0:12:51.12,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Filmed and directed by the "Lens of a young Homsi" team.