01x08 - Episode 8

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"Enheraf

Inspired by true events"

"Episode 8"

"Execution Chamber"

I ask God you deliver smoothly

and see the baby in good health.

-Are you better now?

-Yes, yes.

Thank God!

I'm much better now.

Excuse me, I bothered you.

You didn't bother me at all,

I live alone.

Alone? Why?

Are men so blind?

You're gorgeous.

I wonder, haven't you got married yet?

No, I did, but I left him.

God damn the men.

Their only role in life

is to make our lives miserable.

It's true.

But what could we do?

Marriage is inevitable.

I hope that things get better between

you, and you go back to each other.

-Will you believe me?

-Sure I will.

He's trying to get back to me.

He's begging me for that.

But if I want to get back to him,

I'll do it on my own terms.

It's your right. Why not?

Do we allow people who leave us

back to our life that easily?

You're so sweet.

I'll go bring you some sweet

I just made.

Yes please. My blood pressure

is very low.

I see you need sugar in your system.

"Execution Chamber"

What's wrong?

Can I use the bathroom?

Yes, dear. That's the life

of pregnant women.

Where is it?

On your right at the end of the hallway.

Do you need anything?

No, I'm good, thank God!

Here I come.

Please have a seat.

No, I need to leave.

Hold on for a minute,

I'll poor you tea from the kettle.

I have to get to the doctor.

Thank you!

May God be with you.

What's wrong?

–Sayyid is alive! Get in.

-Oh, God!

Hello? Can I talk to the General

Ahmad Al Shabrawy?

Yes, sir.

I need to tell you something very

critical regarding Wedad's case.

What's the matter?

What happened?

She was ex*cuted.

She was ex*cuted!

Stop there.

Hold on.

Hold on, what are you going to do?

We have to bury the dead, Mr. Salem.

I swear to God, I came here,

and I will say one thing only.

Who k*lled my son

can't be buried in the same graveyard

he's buried in.

What?

She's hurt him in his life,

and now you come,

to hurt him while he's dead?

-Find her another graveyard.

-Oh, God.

Oh, Heavens. See what siblings

are doing to each other.

Look,

my son Sayyid's funeral

will be held just this evening,

in my house.

Come on, find her another graveyard

to bury her in it.

-Go.

-God is Great.

You can't do that, sir.

Go now.

Fine, men,

we'll bury her in our

family's graveyard. Let's go.

Dear Heavens.

Even after she's dead!

Where are you going?

I'll go get a little fresh air nearby.

-Didn't we agree you don't go out?

-I haven't been out for a week now.

I feel suffocated.

I need some fresh air.

Fine, go. But don't talk to anyone.

Don't let anyone see you.

-Excuse me.

-Yes.

Do you know where Street 1000 is?

No, I don't. I'm not from this area.

What is that?

I'm looking for someone who has

good stuff. Do you know anyone?

I don't know anyone here.

But actually, I have a really

fine cigarette.

Fine? Get in then.

-Where to?

-I'll tell you. Get in.

I'll get in.

Why not to get in?

It's a decent car.

Relax, what's wrong?

I want to know

how are you alive?

"Why, Salem?"

"Was it so easy to you?"

"It was your mom's will."

"You k*lled me."

"You caused my death."

"You slayed me."

"Yet you didn't let me

lie down next to your mom."

"Why, Salem?"

"Why did you k*ll me?"

"Why, Salem?"

"Why did you k*ll me?"

I swear to God I had nothing

to do with anything.

After my aunt threw away

the stuff,

the dealer called me and said

either I pay for it, or he'll k*ll me.

I didn't even have a penny.

And suddenly I became a puppet

of my father and mother.

They planned, and the ex*cuted.

"Listen up, tomorrow morning,

I'll buy you a ticket,

you'll take it and go stay

at your mom's for a couple of days,

until we deal with this."

"But I can't live but here."

"Would you prefer to live

in there safe,

or would you prefer to die here?"

"How could you do this

behind my back?"

"Had you already known,

what would you do?"

"You're a dead man walking."

"Since I'm a dead man walking,

why to hurt my aunt?"

"You can't do that, she was

the most who cared about me."

"Enough. That's her fate."

"Fine, I won't stand still."

"I'll turn myself in

and say everything."

"Hey you!"

-Why didn't you turn yourself in?

-I was afraid.

My parents and I were going to

go to jail.

I didn't even have anything to do

about that, they took care of it.

Also, why would I k*ll my aunt?

She's the one who raised me.

I lived my whole life with her.

She cared about me

more than my mum.

Even more than my father himself.

There's no deity but Allah, and Muhammad

is the messenger of Allah.

I beg you, don't k*ll me.

Please.

I didn't do anything.

It's not you who'll get k*lled.

Not you!

-Get off. Get off!

-Yes.

"Why, Salem?"

"Why did you k*ll me?"

"Why, Salem?"

"Was it so easy to you?"

Dad, I called Hor.

She said she's on her way.

That's great. By the time she's here,

the pizza will be done.

No, no, no! What is that?

Stand back there.

I can't pay attention.

Are you sure you know

how to make pizza, dad?

Yes, of course.

Are you doubting me?

The chef inside me is out now.

With all due respect to the chef

inside you,

when was the last time

you made pizza?

-Not too long ago.

-When?

15, 16 years ago.

Now I'm relieved.

-I'll go wait for Hor outside.

-That's better.

And your pizza won't be nice.

You don't know how to cook.

It's going to be

the best pizza on earth.

Though I don't know why the dough

is cracking.

The bread.

I'm fine.

So, what's up?

Why don't you say something?

Come on, dad. I'm so hungry.

Please don't rush me,

so you can have something tasty.

The service looks good.

The pizza comes first.

-We'll see.

-Okay.

No, don't judge by its look.

It's all about the taste.

But sometimes you can judge

by the look.

Habiba, order food for us.

I should have done that before.

Can I ask you a personal question,

or I'll be crossing the line?

According to the question.

You're beautiful, and caring.

Can I ask why aren't you

with someone yet?

That's normal.

I tried, but I failed.

This is so weird.

Also, you're a successful woman.

That's the answer to your question.

Most men don't like to be

with a successful woman.

Their manhood doesn't allow them.

A confident man doesn't envy

his woman for his success at all.

On the contrary, he should back her up.

Exactly.

Apart from that,

in my opinion, having a relationship

doesn't mean having a man

in my life and that's it.

No.

It's the highest level of inner peace.

Yes, Hor.

Where are you at exactly?

That's what I'm saying.

Marriage has become a social form.

More than two people

just want to be with each other.

They want to go on together.

Did you know, there was a Greek myth

witch says

that a man and a women were

in the same body, and then divided.

And since then, everyone is looking

for his second half.

The meaning to explained

is really awesome.

I mean, you made the subject so

interesting with this story.

We have a call.

Can we take it?

-Hello?

-Good evening.

Good evening, who's calling?

-My name is Sherif Noah.

-Go ahead, Sherif.

I heard you talking about love,

and allow me to ask Dr. Hor,

while everyone is watching.

Will you marry me?

Thank you so much

for your call, Mr. Sherif!

We'll continue our show after the break.

Do you know the caller?

Someone outside

wants to see you, sir.

Are you available on Saturday?

Why Saturday?

We'll get married.