Di timur matahari

Martin:
[on cellphone, talking to Michael in Jakarta] But you haven't visited for quite a while. Can you send us some money? Hello? Yes. Hello? Hello?

Alex:
What's going on?

Martin:
I asked him for some money to buy some areca nuts, he suggested we ask Santa Claus for it.

Ucok:
My apologies for this accident, Sir. I will take care of all the medical bills.

Blasius:
Thank you. But you would be paying the penalty according to customary law, right?

Ucok:
How's that?

Jollex:
Yes, Ucok. Besides medical bills, you must also pay the fine.

Ucok:
Is that how it works here?

Jollex:
Yes.

Ucok:
Alright, no problem. [taking out wallet] How much do I have to pay you, sir?

Alex:
Fifty million, Brother.

Ucok:
[in disbelief] How much?

Jollex:
[more loudly] Fifty million, Brother.

Ucok:
What? Fifty million? But Sir, the kid ran right in front of my motorcycle!

Alex:
Hey Brother, your motorcycle has brakes, a child has no brakes.

Ucok:
I stepped on the brakes, but that child came and hit me! [turning to policeman] Hey, Sir, what's going on ? This isn't fair! I've been here only six months.

Blasius:
You can be living here for a month or even a century, still it doesn't change things.

Yosef:
That kid is always playing. Does he ever rest?

Pastor Samuel:
Where are the male pigeons?

Alex:
We released them 10 km from here.

Pastor Samuel:
10 km?

Blasius:
Yes.

Pastor Samuel:
Will they come back?

Blasius:
Of course they will fly back. The female pigeons are here.

Pastor Samuel:
Oh I see... more faithful than humans, eh?

Alex:
Pigeons will never let you down, pastor.

Pastor Samuel:
Really? Alright, let's see. [Blasius and Alex wave the female pigeons in the air. Everyone looks expectantly at the sky. Nothing happens]

Pastor Samuel:
[smiling] Alex, Blas, pigeons may let you down. But the Holy Spirit will never let you down.

Mazmur:
[greeting men idling on excavator and doing nothing] Uncle Ucok, Uncle Jollex!

Thomas:
Don't bother them.

Mazmur:
Why?

Thomas:
They're calculating profits. You don't want them to miscalculate.

Mazmur:
Sorry, Uncle Ucok, Uncle Jollex!

Mama Elyse:
God didn't make hands to do bad things, but for helping others.

Mazmur:
Why didn't you hit back?

Mama Elyse:
Love doesn't hit back.

Dr. Fatimah:
There're ten bananas, four were eaten. How many bananas are there left?

Thomas:
Doctor, may I ask you a question?

Dr. Fatimah:
Sure.

Thomas:
Are those bananas ripe yet?

Dr. Fatimah:
Why do you ask?

Thomas:
Because if they're all ripe, we would've eaten them all. So there shouldn't be any left, right?

Pastor Samuel:
You bought a two-million rupiah cellphone, and it doesn't make phone calls?

Nyong:
[pointing towards village] They tricked me, Pastor.

Pastor Samuel:
So what were you looking at? [enthusiastically] Come, let me take a look. Come.

Nyong:
Don't, Pastor.

Pastor Samuel:
Answer me now. What were you looking at?

Nyong:
[reluctantly after long silence] Dirty pictures, Pastor. Forgive me. Forgive me, Pastor.

Alex:
Three billion rupiah and two hundred pigs. Or there will be war.

Michael:
Three billion? What will happen if they can't afford it, Alex?

Alex:
It's not a fixed amount. They can still negotiate, can't they?

Michael:
Hey now, this isn't a sale! I've discussed it with Grandfather and the others, and they all agreed. Brother Blasius will be buried tomorrow, and there will be no revenge.

Thomas:
Father, how many zeros are there in a billion?

Alex:
[irritatedly] I don't know, I forgot.

Thomas:
Is it a lot?

Alex:
[irritatedly and dismissively] One large sack or maybe more, Thomas.

Pastor Samuel:
[during Blasius' funeral service] For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. [Philippians 1:21]

Michael:
Thomas, you have healthy eyes, you don't need to wear glasses.

Thomas:
If I can't have glasses, may I have something else, Uncle?

Vina:
What would that be?

Thomas:
Braces.

Mazmur:
Gee... you want to put wire on your teeth? Silly you. Are you going to hang-dry your clothes on it?

Dr. Fatimah:
Go ahead if you want war. But don't expect me to care for the wounded in this war.

Alex:
Everyone will die eventually. It is for God to decide. This is about honor.

Pastor Samuel:
Which God teaches us to gain honor from war, Alex?

Michael:
[to gathering of children and adults] Let me tell you a story. There was a boy named Bertus. One day, his grandfather told him he's going to the market. Bertus asked if he could join him. "Yes, you can come along," says grandfather. While walking to the market, grandfather saw a familiar face, "Hey Bertus, isn't that your teacher?" "Where? Goodness, that's my teacher! Hurry grandfather, you must hide." "Why am I the one who must hide? You're the one who missed school today." "But grandfather, I told the teacher that I'm missing school today because you passed away."

[Onscreen quote in closing credits]:
If not now, then when? If not us, then who?