02x15 - Episode 15

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TILL DEATH

I came from the pain of the past

The lack of love hardened my heart

And if I hadn't made my heart strong

I wouldn't survive this life

If I hurt you, don't blame me

I had to fall to rise again

And if you think I'm unjust

It's better than being wronged

Sometimes a heart that stops
Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes a heart that stops
Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

When you experience first-hand

How the world lacks justice

Put yourself in my shoes

And tell me how you feel

You'll take revenge in the present

When the past hardens your heart

To smother the fire inside you

You must take your destiny
Into your own hands

Sometimes a heart that stops
Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes a heart that stops
Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

EPISODE 15

Come on!

Pass the ball to me.

-Come on.
-Go ahead, it's yours.

Pass it to Abdo, quickly!

Come on!

Come on!

-Come on!
-Sorry! Did you get hurt?

You are very good. What a shot!

The children taught me.

Join our team, Mahmoud,
we're lacking a guy.

This woman is k*lling us.

Okay, why not?

All right, but I have to leave
for work in 15 minutes.

You are insisting that I have Alzheimer's.

You said that I should see a doctor

and you asked Rasheed to talk me into it.

I didn't say anything to him,
Rasheed acts on his own.

Maybe he noticed
that you were starting to forget.

Once again you tell me I'm forgetful!
Are you saying I'm lying?

You asked Rasheed to talk to me. Admit it!

I did. Because I'm worried about you.

Is that true or do you just like
to worry about people?

You want me to take the money
Reem gave you,

so that I don't become
a grocer and embarrass you.

You're talking about university again.

-You're losing it because I'll graduate...
-Even if you get a hundred certificates

and become a doctor,
you will never be better than me!

-Let go of me.
-At least I know who my parents are!

Did you just insult me
because of my family?

Did you insult me
for something that isn't my fault?

What's wrong with you, Abdallah?
You never talk to me like that!

-Well, I've got Alzheimer's.
-How can you talk to me...

-Because I have Alzheimer's.
-No, you don't have the right

to talk to me like that.

What do expect
from a man who's got Alzheimer's?

I'm not a normal man! I've lost my mind!

-Where are you going, Abdallah?
-I'm so sorry, Lamees.

-Let go of me.
-Where are you going?

Let go of me! Don't touch me!

Welcome. Come on in!

Look who's come to visit

her grandmom and grandad.
God bless, little Reem.

Go to see Amin!

-Finally, she's here.
-How beautiful she is!

-Oh, sweetheart.
-Give me the bag.

Do you love Rasheed that much?

-She looks just like him.
-What are you saying?

She looks just like her mother.

How beautiful you are,

my little girl.

What's wrong, Lamees?

-Nothing.
-There's something wrong, tell me.

If he has upset you, I'll k*ll him.

Sahar!

Sahar!

Sahar!

Sahar!

Yes.

-Did you find her?
-Are you sure this is the place?

There's no one here.
I've sent you a picture, check it out.

Wait.

Yes, that is it.

She's not here nor at Amir's.

Calm down, honey. Maybe
The Hunter didn't go through with it.

I'm at his house and I've found a lead.

Calm down, go home and rest,
and I'll call you later.

Sahar!

Sahar!

Welcome, young man.

-Hello.
-Have you booked a table?

No, I'm looking for someone.

Who?

He's called The Hunter. Do you know him?

The Hunter? Yes, I know him.
He hangs out here almost every day.

I don't know why he's late today.

Can you give me his number? It's urgent.

I said I know him,
but that doesn't mean I have his number.

Wait for him here, he'll be here soon.

I'll give you the best seat at my table
and close to the dance floor.

Have a seat. Take care of him.

Have a seat. Ramona!

-Ramona!
-Yes, honey.

-Honey.
-Don't touch me.

-What is it, Karam?
-Ramona...

If the guy in the cap asks you

about The Hunter, say you don't know him.

I want him to be a regular customer.
Looks like he'll pay a lot.

-Let him pay as much as he can.
-As you wish.

The best table is for...?

-Omar.
-Oh, honey.

-What would you like to drink?
-What do I drink?

-Yes.
-I don't want a drink.

Impossible.

Whoever sits with Ramona
must fill her glass.

Plus, there's a minimum charge.

Okay. I'll have a glass of whiskey.

You have good taste.

I'll have vodka. Whiskey gives me
heartburn, especially when I dance.

May God protect you!

Do you know The Hunter?

Which hunter? They are all hunters.

Cheers!

Press here.

This isn't a simple surgery, Sahar.
Let's take him to the hospital.

You'll do the surgery here. He cannot die
before I find out who sent him.

-You insist on not reporting the incident?
-What will I gain if I report it?

It will take years,
and they won't know who did it.

I'll avenge Amir's death myself.

-Who were his enemies?
-Sahar...

Amir had no enemies.
Even his business competitors loved him.

What will we say
when his family asks about him?

-Sahar, this is more than...
-If you're worried, do the surgery and go,

as if nothing happened.

How can I pretend nothing happened?

-Amir died.
-No.

He's traveling till I avenge his death.

Jehad, if you don't want to stand
by my side,

don't stand against me.

-Any luck?
-We found the car, but it was empty.

No identifying papers, no phone, nothing.

The license plate must be fake,
but check anyway.

Call me on Waleed's phone
when you're done.

-I don't have a phone.
-Okay.

-Waleed, take me home.
-Yes, madam.

That brazen!

Who does he think he is? He attempts
the impossible to take you as a wife.

Does he think
he's the son of Queen Elizabeth?

Lamees, don't cry. He isn't worthy of you.

Does he think he's a man?

I'll make him pay for it, that as*h*le.

-Tell me what you want.
-What she wants? She wants a divorce.

Tomorrow morning,
you'll go to his house, grab her stuff,

-and tell him to leave us alone.
-What divorce, Sariah?

I meant, she should reprimand him,
not that he should divorce her.

-Did you forget that they have a baby?
-So what?

What is the basis of marriage?
Respect. If there's no respect,

-then there's no need for this marriage.
-Right.

Take some pills to calm down.

No, thanks. Keep an eye on the baby.

No need to ask. She's dear
to my heart. I'll take care of her.

-Are you going to him?
-I'm going for a walk. I feel suffocated.

Be careful and don't be late.

Why are you encouraging her
to get divorced?

I won't provide for her and her daughter.

Lamees doesn't need you to do that.
Have you forgotten whose daughter she is?

I haven't. But her mom seems to forget.
Why hasn't she told her yet?

Fortunately for us, she hasn't told her.
Her divorce will work to our advantage.

Because we'll get Lamees back,
then we'll win Reem back.

Here, she's started crying.

She may have wet her diaper.
Let me change her clothes.

How did you end up here, Sariah?

I came from the pain of the past

The lack of love hardened my heart

And if I hadn't made my heart strong

I wouldn't survive this life

If I hurt you, don't blame me

I had to fall to rise again

And if you think I'm unjust

It's better than being wronged

If I hurt you, don't blame me

I had to fall to rise again

And if you think I'm unjust

It's better than being wronged

Sometimes a heart that stops
Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak
Needs betrayal to get stronger

Needs betrayal to get stronger

To get stronger

What happened?

Why are you doing this to yourself?
For what? For whom?

For a crooked woman who fools men?

Are you punishing yourself?

You looked for her for a year,
and when you found her, what happened?

Instead of you ruining her life,
she's the one ruining yours.

Forget about her, Son,
and get her out of your mind.

Yes?

-Where are you?
-I found a matchbook from this club,

so I've come here to look for him.

You're having fun while I'm going crazy!

I'm not having fun.
I'm looking for him, but I can't find him.

Come to my house so we can figure out
what we're going to do, dummy!

Okay. I'm coming. Bye.

Where are you going, buddy?
The bathrooms are that way.

-I'm leaving, I'm in a hurry.
-But...

-The night is young.
-Unlock your phone.

-Why?
-I'll give you my number. Come on.

Here.

-If The Hunter comes, ask him to call me.
-Okay.

-Okay?
-Okay. What about the check?

-I've left you some extra money.
-Come again.

Mr. Karam!

Hello, Dabor!
Are you alone or is the lady with you?

I hope this idiot doesn't come late.

-Hello, Hakima.
-Hello.

Hello, Karomty.

What a wonderful visit.

Give it to me, Karam.

Tell me, have you given it any thought?

Yes, I have.

-What have you decided?
-Sixty-forty, and we have a deal.

Are you out of your mind?
Let's talk logically.

The goods are mine, and I pay for them.
Is it logical that you should make more?

Do you want to talk logically?

That's what I'm good at.

Karam, you can't sell the goods.

That means, no matter how much you earn,

it's a win, not a loss.
Also, if I get caught,

it's a win, not a loss.
And if I get caught,

who will pay the price?

Who will definitely take the blame?

Me or you, honey?

-Come on, let's go.
-We're not going anywhere, sit!

Listen, 55-45. How about that?

Deal.

I told you he's fine, auntie. Don't worry.

Let him stay here tonight.
You'll can make up tomorrow.

Okay, good night.

Lamees, please come back home, let's talk.

-Hello?
-Ms. Reem,

sorry to call you this late,

but I need to talk to someone.

I have no one to talk to.

What's wrong, Lamees? Why are you crying?

Lamees, what is it? Why are you crying?

I left home and I feel suffocated.
Can I come and meet you?

How are you?

I'm at my best.

I know you're upset with me.

On the contrary,
at least you were honest with me.

I already know everything you've said.

I know you still love her.

I can feel it.

But I was lying to myself
and refused to believe it.

It's good that you said it
straight to my face.

I can wake up from a dream
that won't come true.

It will come true.

It will come true if you help me.

You still love her
after everything she's done to you.

There's nothing
that can make you forget her.

Help me.

Try.

I've tried before.

But I couldn't.

This time it's different.

I want to forget about her
and get her out of my life.

I no longer want her.

To forget her,
you must forget your revenge on her.

Can you do that?

Of course not.

Help me.

And what about me?

Who is going to help me?

I never expected him to insult me
because I have no family.

I expected that from everyone,
but not him.

But I can't blame him either.

He's right. Who am I?

I'm nobody.

I came into this life by mistake,
and I'm living by mistake.

I hate my parents for abandoning me.

What sin did I commit
for them to do this to me?

Why didn't my mother abort me
if she didn't want me?

Why did she bring me
into this world if she didn't want me?

Maybe her circumstances, Lamees.

What circumstances could make
a mother throws her daughter away?

I would die
if something happened to my daughter.

I can't believe how heartless she was!

Lamees, sweetheart,

you can't judge a person without knowing
what they've been through.

Your mother might not have abandoned you,
and she might be suffering now.

You might forgive her
if you heard her story.

Forgive her?

I wouldn't forgive her even if she begged.

Amir was m*rder*d.

They k*lled him.

They k*lled Amir.

Stop the radio! What is this noise?

They're dancing inside too.

Get out of the car.

Listen!

Since my kids are dancing inside,
go get some Lahmacun to celebrate.

-Yes, madam.
-Go. I want it fresh.

Keep dancing.

Have fun.

Stop the music now.

The fun is over.

-Go back to your places.
-Yes, madam.

Silence.

You love to dance so much, you b*stards!

Number 25, shut up!

What is it, Fifteen?

You look happy sitting
on the boss's chair.

Don't get up, sit.

Sit back and relax,
you are the boss of the kids.

The important thing now
is that I want you to focus

and pay attention
to what I'm going to say.

Who knows what this is?

Pills.

Good. Pills means delicious things.

-But what are they, exactly?
-Hallucinogenic pills.

Damn you! Get out of here!

Get out of here!

Idiot! Don't pay any attention to him.

You know he's out of his mind.
The important thing now is...

These delicious things,

-what are they called?
-Bonbons.

Good! Bonbons.

But these bonbons are for adults.

-For whom?
-For adults.

Good.

In order for these pills
to reach the adults,

who is going to sell them to the adults?
Young people.

-Those young people are you. Who?
-Us.

Good.

My smart kids.

But there is one very important thing

that you must understand very well.

These pills...
I mean, bonbons, are only for adults.

Kids can't eat these bonbons

because if they do,

they will die. What will happen to them?

What's wrong with you?
Why did you stop answering?

Don't be afraid,
you won't die unless you eat the bonbons.

So that you don't eat these bonbons,

I brought you
the most delicious bonbons in the world.

These bonbons are for kids.

My kids, my loved ones.

Yes, they're all yours.

All yours!

Come on, take them!

Thank you.

Where were you?
Who was that who dropped you home?

-You insult me and suspect me. Wonderful.
-Where were you, Lamees?

I was at Ms. Reem's
and that was her driver.

Lamees, please try and understand.
I was stressed.

-You should apologize to me!
-Well, I'm sorry.

Your apology is not accepted.

I begged him to start treatment,
so he wouldn't die from cancer.

But he was k*lled by a b*llet.

Have you ever seen
one b*llet kills two people?

That b*llet didn't only k*ll Amir...

it k*lled me with him.

It k*lled everything inside me.

Reem, am I dreaming?

Is this a dream? Reem...

Tell me I'm dreaming,
that I'm in a nightmare.

Wake me up, Reem!

Stop it, Sahar!

Why are you doing this to yourself?

Why has life been so hard on us
ever since we were young?

It hits us successively,

and when we decide

to do something good,
we're dealt death blows. Why, Reem?

I wanted to expiate my sins.

I wanted to fulfill a dream
that I had never lived.

I wanted to get married and have kids
who would call me Mom.

I wanted to clean, sweep, and cook.

I wanted to cleanse myself
from the inside.

But life wouldn't let me.

Life wouldn't let me.

My groom-to-be is dead.

Why should the groom
be buried under the dirt?

He should be wearing
an elegant suit on his wedding night.

I wanted to wear white for him

and invite you all to the wedding.

You, Abdallah, Hanane,

Mahmoud, Lamees, and even Omar.

I wanted you to sing for me.

Play the drums
And celebrate the bride and the groom

They're perfect for each other

Come dance with the bride.

Stay away, evil eye

Yes, my groom...

is handsome.

He's handsome, kind, and has hazel eyes.

You know him.

Yes, you know him. But they k*lled him!

They k*lled him.

Look at me.

Either you fight or you pretend to fight.

Don't break down. Do you hear me?

I'll fight. I'll fight for him.

But let me grieve today.

Let me cry for myself and him.

But I'll fight for him.

But the punishment will begin tomorrow,
I'll avenge his death.

Whoever took him from me,
I'll take out his eyes.

I'll take his soul. I'm going to k*ll him.

I'm waiting for the b*stard to wake up
and tell me who sent him to k*ll Amir.

Did you catch his k*ller?

Yes, I shot him.

He's in surgery now.

I want to talk to Sahar.

-What happened, Waleed?
-The surgery's done, and he's awake.

The Hunter didn't get to her.

-We survived.
-No, we didn't survive.

Your as*h*le k*lled Amir,
and Sahar caught him.

Who sent you? Answer me.

Who sent you?

Who sent you to k*ll Amir?

Hadi Nasr.

I came from the pain of the past

The lack of love hardened my heart

And if I hadn't made my heart strong

I wouldn't survive this life

If I hurt you, don't blame me

I had to fall to rise again

And if you think I'm unjust

It's better than being wronged

If I hurt you, don't blame me

I had to fall to rise again

And if you think I'm unjust

It's better than being wronged

Sometimes a heart that stops

Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak

Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes a heart that stops

Needs a shock to beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak

Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes a heart that gets weak

Needs betrayal to get stronger