02x24 - Episode 24

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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 24

Omar is waiting for you up there.

I hope you two enjoy it.

Sahar, stop this madness.

-Let go! You have to die!
-Stop this!

-This is madness!
-You k*lled Amir!

You k*lled Amir. You have to die!

Please, God, let it be good.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

-What's up, Amal?
-Mahmoud is not answering my calls.

-What's wrong?
-What's wrong, Amal?

Help me, Mahmoud, please.
Abdo is hyperglycemic.

I have no insulin,
and I've looked everywhere around here.

-Please, help me.
-It's okay, I'll handle it.

Calm down. I'll get dressed.

Calm down, Amal. It's gonna be okay.

-It's out of stock, sir.
-It doesn't have to be the same brand.

-Any insulin will do.
-They're all out of stock.

I'll pay the full price in dollars,
no problem.

I'm sorry, sir. That's not the problem.
It's just not available.

What do you mean it's not available?
Is this a drugstore or a supermarket?

Sir,

you know how it is with the dollar rate.
They don't give us any meds.

Yes, they do! You just store them!

Stop! You don't wanna sell just to raise
the prices on the expense of our pain!

Because, for you,
money is more important than our health.

For you, meds are valuable,
but humans are worthless.

Worthless! Not worth a single penny!

No, you don't know how I feel.

Do you have a sick kid whose life
depends on a medicine you can't provide?

What are you? Are you even human?
Have some sympathy for God's sake!

I want insulin for my son
who's hanging on by a thread!

How could you forget, Um Mahmoud.

Are lemons good
for hyperglycemia or hypoglycemia?

I don't know.

Either way, it's nourishing.

Here you go, Abdo, I made you lemon juice.

Abdo, sweetheart, wake up.

Abdo?

Abdo!

Help!

Sahar, can you hear me?

Sahar, can you hear me? Stay with me.

Open your eyes. Sahar.

Open your eyes and stay with me.

Can you hear me?

Sahar?

Sahar, open your eyes.
Sahar, can you hear me?

Sahar.

Sahar, stay with me.

Sahar. Sahar. Sahar.

You can't go in, ma'am.

Scalpel.

Here you go, Doctor, 60.

Here you go, Doctor.

One more time.

Continue the compressions.

Continue.

Defibrillator.

-Calm down, sir. Here, take some money.
-I don't want money!

-I want insulin!
-I swear we don't have it.

Give me insulin or I'll sh**t myself!

Go get it.

-There's one in the fridge, go.
-I want three!

-Get him three form the fridge.
-What a liar!

-Now you have it. Give me that. How much?
-It's on us, sir. I don't want money.

I'm not a thief!

Here you go, champ. Thank you.

Yes, Mom.

Please reassure me.

-Calm down, darling.
-Where's my son? How is he?

-He's okay.
-Where's Abdo?

Calm down.

Hello? Yes, Reem.

What's wrong? I can't hear you.

What's with your voice?
Why are you crying?

What? What happened to Sahar?

Yes, sir. I'm the one who shot her.

Turn around.

-Hanane. Don't tell Lamees.
-Reem.

-Tell me what happened.
-Don't tell Lamees!

Enough. Shut up.

Enough. Shut up

Enough.

Shut up.

Enough! Shut up!

I find comfort
When you're with me

I find comfort and I find my life
In your company

I find comfort
When you're with me

I find comfort and I find...

Mom!

Mom!

When you're close I find comfort

Mom!

Easy. I'm coming!
What's with the knocking?

What's up?

Shut her up, for God's sake!
I can't take it anymore!

-I can't take it anymore!
-Lamees!

I never find comfort with you.

Some days are good, some are bad.

-Hello, sir.
-Hello, son.

Found the village yet?

Village? Pardon me, how may I help you?

-Can I take this?
-Absolutely! You're most welcome.

-Hello, darlings.
-Hello. Come in.

Thank you.

I'm Abu Elzoz.

Come and get it, girl.

How hot!

Hey, Kiddo
One day you'll grow up

You'll go back to your mother
And I'll be done with your burden

God Almighty, what a day!

-Hello.
-Hey.

-Whose cute girl is this?
-Here, have her for a while.

I wanna finish cooking. She wore me out.

Hello.

Morning, Abu Elzoz.

What morning?
It's one o'clock in the afternoon.

Oh, man.

We either drank too much yesterday,

or the drinks were cheap.
My head is gonna blow.

What a lightweight!
The drinks were just fine.

Take her, she's exhausting.

I'll take a nap
for a couple of hours to sober up.

Sariah. Sariah.
Are you going to take long?

What do you want? I'm cooking.

-I have no time for children. Keep her.
-She doesn't wanna stop crying.

There, there, baby.

Sariah.

Sahar?

Sahar?

Sahar, open your eyes.

Open your eyes for God's sake. Open them.

You're strong, Sahar.

You can't die from a b*llet.
For God's sake, don't.

Open your eyes.

Sahar.

Sweetie, you're unbreakable.

Open your eyes, Sahar.

Just like that, God bless you.

That's the Sahar I know.
Nothing can stop you.

God bless you. This doesn't suit you.

It's so unlike you, Sahora.

Can you hear me?

-It was called "Box of Wonders."
-What does that mean?

When I was your age,

I used to work with my uncle
during feasts.

The box was a game that had eye slots.

You'd put your eyes in it
and it showed you beautiful pictures.

Daddy, Amal is here.

Mommy.

Welcome back. Where's the champ?

Welcome back, Champ.

-Thank you.
-How are you, Abdo?

-Good.
-I hope we didn't bother you.

Not at all, darling.
That's what I'm here for.

-Hey, Mahmoud.
-Hello, sir.

-I'll take the boy home.
-You do that.

-Daddy, can I spend one hour with them?
-Yes, go ahead, darling.

-Um Mahmoud, where's Hanane?
-Hanane?

-She left the hospital before Rasheed.
-What do you mean she left?

How? Yesterday she collapsed
and I got her a doctor,

and he told her she needed to rest.

Tell me, do you have any clue
where she is? I'm worried about her.

How are you now, sweetie? Better?

Yes, thank God.

This must be Abdallah.
He gets so worried about me.

See, it is Abdallah.

-Hello.
-Hello, darling.

-Where are you, Hanane?
-I'm shopping, darling.

What? Shopping! You need to rest.

Hanane, the doctor said you must rest.

I'm okay, sweetie. Don't worry.

I'm coming back right now. Bye.

-Welcome back.
-Thank you. Go ahead.

We need to ask you
a few questions, if possible.

I'll leave you two to it.

Stick to what we agreed on. Be careful.

Excuse me.

Sir, Sahar and I are not just friends,
we've been sisters our entire lives.

There's no way I shot her on purpose,

I was just...

I was cleaning the g*n
and it went off by mistake.

-By mistake, you say.
-Yes, by mistake.

She was cleaning the g*n
and I was right in front of her.

The g*n went off at me.

Is this g*n licensed?

I don't know.
It's not my g*n. It's Reem's.

Do you know the penalty
for carrying an unlicensed g*n?

Of course I do, sir, but

I was planning on getting a license
but didn't have the time.

Even if it went off by mistake,
there are laws to uphold.

And I respect the law, sir.

And to prove it, she took me
to the hospital and turned herself in.

So, you're gonna drop charges against her?

Once I feel better,
I will drop the charges.

Reem is my best friend and my sister.

This was not her fault.

Even if she drops the charge,
there's still the state's decision.

She can be released on bail, can't she?

That's a judge's call. It will take time.
Till then, you'll remain in our custody.

-Welcome back.
-Thank you.

Are you in pain?

No. I just need to use your phone, please.

Listen. Tomorrow at six a.m.

I want the yacht to be ready.

Clean and fully equipped.

Absolutely.

-Hello?
-Hello, Captain.

-Sahar?
-Yes. Sahar.

Where are you? I've been calling you.
Why don't you answer?

I'll tell you, but first I need a favor.

-You sound off. Is everything okay?
-I need a favor.

Actually, two favors.

sh**t.

Don't push, you savage.

So, what is it? Prostitution or drugs?

Or something else?

I'm here for the former,

prostitution.

Clearly.

I'm here for you especially, Ramroum.

Sahar sent me.

I have a message from her.

Talk.

No, love.

The message is not words.

It's actions.

You're not even paying attention
to your own kid.

That's enough, already. Wake up.

I keep saying you'll get better,
but you only get worse.

I'm talking to you!

Let go of me! That's enough!
I can't take it anymore!

I'm the one who's fed up!

No one is forcing you to stay! Divorce me.

Divorce?

Yes, divorce. I don't want this life
and I don't want you.

Lamees.

-Let go.
-You want to leave...

-The girl stays with me.
-...suit yourself, but the girl

-stays with me.
-No.

Let her go. Lamees, let her go.

Leave.

I didn't think it through.

That's better for me.

Have her.

Her face reminds me of you
and her name reminds me of her.

Sit down. Let's talk.

Remember this doll?

Your mom got it for you
when you were seven.

You've been dreaming
of being a bride since you were seven.

And your mom, too,

dreamed of the day
she could throw your wedding party.

She dreamed of becoming a grandmother

and she would laugh
when she imagined me as a grandfather.

She would imagine the house full of kids.

She'd say, "Jana will have four boys

and one girl."

Why only one girl?

Because she wanted her to be loved
and pampered like Jana.

No one demands anything of her,

and she would be called Ghayda after her.

When Ghayda got sick and was having chemo,

she knew in her heart
she wouldn't live for long.

You know what her will was?

She said, "If anything happens to me,

don't get married
and get Jana a stepmother."

"No stepmother will ever
love her and treat her as her own."

She didn't want you to feel weird.

When your mom died,

I honored her wishes
and didn't get married,

for your sake.

Ever since you were nine,
I've been your dad and your mom.

I gave you my all.
Yes, I've been hard on you.

Not because I didn't love you. No.

But because I loved you.

You were as inexperienced as your mom.

I wanted you to toughen up to understand
life well but you didn't get that.

And till now,
with everything that happened to you,

you still don't get it.

Jana,

life is not a fairly tale
or a dress up game.

Life is way tougher than that.

There's no place in it for the weak.
The weak get trampled on and abused.

Just as Hadi is doing to you.

As I told you,
you do not exist just to be a bride.

You do not exist just to complete someone.

You exist...

to be someone.

It's your call.

Decide.

Hello.

Jana is at the farmhouse,
and Reem as the police station.

Choose which of them to go to.

It's your last chance.
You either make it or break it.

I came from the pain of the past

The lack of love hardened my heart

And if I hadn't made my heart strong

You only get ten minutes.

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

Are you in pain?

Sometimes

Needs betrayal to get stronger

Feel better.

Go ahead, son. Start.

Hanane!

Hanane!

Hanane!

I love you.

Will you marry me?

What, love? Will you marry me?

Congratulations, Hanane! Congratulations!

Congratulations.

Congrats, Abdallah, you young lad!

Congrats.

On the mouth, Abdallah.

Go down and dance, Ramona.

How lovely!

I swear, Um Mahmoud, the best thing
about Abdallah's Alzheimer's

is that he proposes every few days
and has a party for us to have some fun.

Better?

Are you still in pain?

-The bet is placed.
-The bet is placed.

I'm going out.

Strange times.

It's your first time beating me to it.

There's a first time for everything.

You haven't died to take my place yet.

You haven't died inside.

I have died.

My heart stopped during the surgery.

They struggled to resuscitate me.

But my heart is still dead.

The accused, sir.

Congratulations.

Sahar recovered and dropped the charge.

She posted your bail
and now you can leave.

Sign here, please.

Sahar.

Sahar...

Not a sound from you.
I don't want to hear your voice.

Go with the guys without fuss,
they're all armed. Follow me.

Sahar.

Take your hands off of me.

AMIR, MY LIFE

Look.

Look.

Look at what you've done to my love.

You put him six feet under.

Look.

You can't look at it?

You have no idea what's waiting for you.

What more do you want?

I was locked up like an animal
for two weeks.

You sent someone to beat me up.

My clothes are ruined
and you wouldn't even let me change.

What more do you want?

I still want a lot.

You know why I didn't allow you to change?

So that they had my blood on them.

So that if you forget what you did,
my blood would remind you.

You senseless,
disloyal, dishonorable creature.

And to avenge Amir's death.

From whoever he is.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I didn't mean to.

This is not what I wanted.

Sahar, I beg you, forgive me.

I beg you, forgive me.

Forgive me, Sahar,
and I'll do whatever you want.

Let's put this behind us.

Whatever you want.

You have two options.

I either k*ll you and bury you here,

or you k*ll your love as you k*lled mine.

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 make it beat again

Sometimes a heart that gets weak

Needs betrayal to get stronger

Sometimes, sometimes

Needs betrayal to get stronger