01x19 - Episode 19

[bunniefuu]

Look, such a handsome guy!

It's Hadi Nasr, never mind him,
he would give you a hard time.

There are photographs
of three other men before him.

-Why, what's wrong with him?
-He's not a womanizer.

Look at this hot man.

No, no, this one is yummy!

I can hardly recognize you.

Are you stealing this art from me?

So, you just want to keep
marrying while I wait for you?

What must I do meanwhile?

No, this time, I will get married,
and you shall wait for me.

Go ahead, on one condition,
you take this one, and you keep this one.

I accept.

And keep this one for you.

Done.

What's with this one,
why are you so excited about him?

The data is complete, Amir Khattab.

Age, 43 years,
he lives in Egypt, a womanizer,

he owns an iron and cement plant.

He loves women and he doesn't care,
he just goes out with all of them.

Tall, short, fat, blonde,

he couldn't care less,
he dates all of them, always in action.

-So, it's a good thing to steal him.
-Of course, we only work with good things!

Cheers, future bride!

EPISODE 19

Who is it?

-Hello.
-Welcome.

Excuse me, I am lost, I parked my car
and I was walking around,

but I am lost, and my phone is in the car.

Can I use your phone,
I need to talk to my husband urgently.

Please.

Sometimes, I love my life
And adore all things

-Enjoy, Ayoub. Here comes the jerk.
-Hands up!

-Don't say a word!
-Who are you?

-Who are you and what do you want?
-Relax. I can help get you out of here.

-Calm down.
-Don't touch me!

-Don't touch me. Get your hands off me.
-Guys, you can step back.

-Get out of here. Leave!
-Calm down. Relax.

Don't be afraid, I am by your side.

I am not scared.

Even if they're going to
throw me in jail, still,

it's better than the life I was living.

They won't put you in jail.

I spoke to the lawyer
and he assured me of that.

Don't forget, you helped the police...

and they will
take this into consideration.

They investigate you for 24 hours,
then they take information from you...

And since I bailed you out, they will
let you go, so don't be afraid, okay?

You've had ten minutes instead of five,
I can't give you more than that.

Thank you, sir.

As I told you...
don't be scared, I'm by your side.

Thank you, sir.

Sit down, Farah. Farah, sit down.

Would you like to have something to drink?

No.

All right, tell me exactly what happened.

Bassima is here, sir.

Leave her.

Sit down, Bassima.

Bassima.

Why did you do this to me?

-I told you that I was happy there.
-Enough.

-Didn't I tell you that I was happy there?
-Enough, stop!

You, stupid girl, I told you
I was happy there, you stupid...

-Enough, take her.
-g*dd*mn you.

Such an animal!

One moment, I will bring the phone
from the other room.

Hello.

My name is Layal.

Are you from here, from this town?

Don't bother yourself, she won't answer,
she can't talk at all.

God bless her.

-What happened to her?
-This is the phone.

Thank you.

He is not answering.

Can I wait here until he calls me back?

Frankly, and don't get upset,
but I'm not the owner of the house

so I can't help you any more than this.

Why would I get upset?
You've helped me enough.

I don't mean to be rude,
but one last request,

can I have a glass of water, I am thirsty.

-Sure, let me bring it to you.
-Thank you.

Thank you, ma'am,
pleased to get to know you.

You're welcome.

Do you remember where you parked your car?

-Yes, don't worry.
-Goodbye.

Afif, listen carefully.

I'm sending you a number, I want
all the information about its owner.

Make it quick.

Tell me the news, sir.
Can we bail her out today?

Yes, but I need to wait
till they finish questioning Jaber.

He is inside.

Yes, sir, I used to go to Yvonne's
apartment from time to time,

and spend time with the women there.

But I thought that the house was licensed!

I don't think that the law
would criminalize any man

who goes to such places.

Especially since I wasn't there
when you raided the place.

Yes, you're right.

But the law would criminalize the one who
forces women to do this kind of work.

Or maybe you don't know that?

Yes, I know that, sir.

-But what do I have to do with this?
-And you're asking?

Isn't Fifi your wife?

What about Bassima?
You locked her in a cellar?

Isn't she your wife?

Fifi is my wife, and Bassima is my wife
and I am keeping her in a cellar?

What cellar, sir? I don't have
a cellar or anything like that.

Who is Bassima in the first place?

Sir, this talk is nonsense, I am single,

and you can check that
from my family's civil registration.

Can't you be married
without registering your marriage?

Are there witnesses to such a thing?

Do any of the girls have
a marriage certificate to prove this?

If any of them
have a marriage certificate,

they can show it to us.

Can you tell me why are you upset?

I thought you would be happy
because I helped you.

Help me? What did you help me with?

Do you think
that you're going to stay here?

Surely, we are getting out of here,

and Jaber will be held accountable
and pay for what he did.

Held accountable? What for?

That he married us
and forced us to do this work?

What proof do you have?

Do you have
a marriage certificate, you idiot?

No, I have nothing.

People like Jaber are untouchable,
no one can touch them.

He does whatever he wants,
and he gets away with whatever he does.

They can only apply the law on us,
the poor people.

Do you think that you did me a favor
when you got me out of Jaber's prison?

For your information,

you don't have to be inside four walls
to feel like you're in prison.

You can be outside, and yet,
feel that you are imprisoned.

Do you understand?
Do you understand, stupid girl?

Why are you looking at me like that,
both of you?

-I don't want anyone to look at me...
-Leave me alone.

-Shut up, damn you.
-Enough, stop it, stop this.

-Bassima, calm down.
-Enough of you.

-Stop, calm down...
-What is happening here?

Come here, both of you.

Where are you running off to?

-Where are you going?
-What did I do now, Dad?

Listen, don't move an inch
from your place,

and you stay right next to your mother.

Don't move unless the lady asks you to,
do you understand?

-And what if I want to go to the bathroom?
-Step aside now, there she comes.

Welcome.

-Welcome.
-Welcome, Madame.

I brought Lamees as per your request,
I just brought her from school.

-Hello.
-Hello.

How are you today, Lamees?

I am fine, ma'am.

Tell your mother to make me a cup of tea
and bring it to the garden.

As you wish.

Come on, let's go.

Something is not right.

Something doesn't add up
about his traveling.

And his resignation...

I don't feel good about any of this.

Surely something has happened to him.

Basil.

Are you somewhere else, Basil?

I am here, brother.

Yes, Ahmad.

Are you sure?

His name isn't on any flight,
neither today nor yesterday.

All right, thank you.

Omar didn't travel.

I told you,
something must have happened to him.

"Something" like what, bro?

Is it possible that he is in trouble
and doesn't want us to know?

I'll try to call him.

His line is out of service.

That's it, let's go to his house.

Let's do this, let's go.

It seems you didn't learn from
the first time, but I don't blame you.

Because you still don't know me.

You don't know me either,
and a word of advice,

don't get to know me!

You know what? I won't occupy
my mind with you and them.

I have a more important stuff
to look after, so...

best of luck with Heckle and Jeckle.

You can keep them.

-Get in the car.
-Don't worry, we'll go by bus.

Is there something such as a bus,
nowadays?

-Do you even have a place to go to?
-We'll manage.

-Get in the car, Fifi.
-Come Fifi, just come.

Wait a second, you are free to go
wherever you want, but not Farah.

You have to be more specific,
do you want Farah or Fifi?

-To me, they are both the same.
-Exactly.

When she gets in your car,

you need to know that Fifi and Farah
are one person.

And you should be convinced and satisfied.

-Are you satisfied?
-I want to help her.

That wasn't my question,
are you satisfied?

Get in, Farah.

Look after yourself, take care.

Hold on...

where are you going to go?
How will you manage alone?

I won't be alone,
God will be with me, don't be afraid.

Be careful.

Let's go, Farah. Let's go.

Welcome, guys.

Wait for me, just a second.

So, you didn't travel.

Something came up and I couldn't.

Something or someone came up?
What's the matter?

Is this the girl that you love,

and you want to travel with
and marry her or whatever?

Can we talk about this tomorrow?
Now isn't the right time.

We'll talk about it tomorrow
in the office.

-Take care of yourself.
-Bye now.

Omar.

Remember that we are here
to help each other.

That's why you should tell me
about everything.

Everything.

Let's go, Farah, come on.

Lamees.

Come here.

Take this cup of tea to Mrs. Reem.

Watch your step and don't stumble.
Don't cause me any trouble, go now.

-Your tea, Madame.
-Put it on the table.

-Excuse me.
-Sit down, Lamees.

No, if my parents see me,
they would cause a problem.

-I told you to sit down.
-As you wish.

They told me you are
a very clever student.

That is right, ma'am.

I even skipped ahead two grades
and will be graduating soon.

-How old are you?
-I am 16.

Sariah, your daughter is very beautiful,
who does she look like?

Really?

What do you mean, Mona?
Am I not pretty myself?

You should have seen me
when I was her age.

The boys of the neighborhood
used to wait for me

to watch me while I was passing by.

-Is that true?
-Right it is.

-How about this lettuce?
-Don't change the subject.

Who are you fooling?
You and your husband, you're okay.

But your daughter is very pretty.
Who is she taking after?

Her aunt.

Are you happy now?
She looks the same as her aunt.

The proverb says,
"A girl will always look like her aunt".

When her aunt comes here,
we shall see if she looks like her or not.

Because all your family members
are working here right now.

As if you're paying our salaries
from your own pocket, Mona.

I need to know, why are you so jealous?
Are we taking anything from you?

No, that's not it, I just don't understand
why Mrs. Reem loves you all so much.

-Are you saying we're not lovable at all?
-Of course you are.

You and your husband are a cure
for all illness!

Hi, sis, good to see you.

Mrs. Reem is in the garden
if you want to see her.

And I will help you.

It's good that she lets me work,
but I don't like that a lot.

-And what subjects are you good at?
-I'm good at math, I always get an A+.

-How are you, Lamees?
-I am good.

-I'll go and get you some tea.
-No, darling, I don't want any.

Would you like anything else?

Yes, there's a shawl on the bed
in my room, please bring it.

Siham will show you where it is.

How many times have I told you
to keep Lamees outside of our fight?

No, thank you, darling,
I don't want to, thanks.

I can hardly recognize you, Sahar!
All of a sudden you are so tender.

I am telling you for the millionth time,
keep the girl outside of this subject.

Or else, I swear you will regret it.

Wow!

-So, you're threatening me?
-You can take it however you like.

By the way, Omar hasn't travelled yet,

and this is his passport,
if you don't believe me.

-Here you are.
-Thank you, darling, you're so kind.

It's cold, isn't it?

Why do you look so stunned?

-Where did you get this shawl from?
-You made it for me, did you forget?

-No, I didn't make it for you.
-Then who did you make it for?

For your mom?

I can't believe it,
your mom is still alive.

You lied to me
and told me that she is dead.

How did you know?
How did you find the way to her?

How were you able to enter her house
in the first place?

I learned from you.

I was raised by you.

Do you have any idea what you are doing?

Are you using my mother to fight me?

Well, it's you who decides that, not me.

Think about this for a few days,
I think we're going to reach an agreement.

Ayoub.

Ayoub, where are you?

I am back, where are you hiding?

Ayoub.

Come in, welcome Mr. Amir.

We're at your service
for anything you need.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Answer me, stupid girl.

Okay, whatever, I just got here.

-God bless you.
-Thank you, ma'am.

So... you are alone.

No, I am not alone,
I have an online meeting.

All right, I will leave you then.

No, you stay here, stay comfortable.

I'll go, I'm not used to working
when I have company.

When will you stop lying to yourself?

I don't get it.

When will you stop fooling yourself
and pretending that you are okay?

There are thousands of thoughts
in your head.

What is your intention?

What are you trying to say and do,
tell me.

I am trying to make you talk
because I feel for you.

And I know that you are lost.

By the way, you are wrong,
I'm not lost at all.

Hadi, it's not a shame
for a man to weaken.

There's no shame in saying
you're not well.

Don't hide the things in your heart,
it's not good for you.

And if you don't want to talk to me,
talk to your brother, tell that to him.

What am I going to tell him? What do you
want me to tell him, Sahar, explain.

Let things out of your heart...

I know that when men confess
to each other, they feel better.

I know that this matter
about the children is bothering you.

I am sorry
because I'm pressuring you to talk...

but I am doing this for your sake.

I know that when we push a thought
down inside us, we suffer.

And if you talk to someone,
you'll feel better.

Sorry again, good night.

What is it, sister-in-law?

You are more comfortable
than you should be in my house.

More than you can imagine.

Some advice from sister to sister,
stop trying it on with my husband,

because you will get nothing.

But don't forget that I tried before,
and what I got is far from nothing.

By the way...

stop calling me
from a private number, good night.

Welcome.

-It's Amir Khattab.
-Welcome, Amir.

Are you in Beirut now?

Can we meet tomorrow?
You and I, and your brother Basil?

Basil...

-you also know my brother?
-I know him by name.

But I'd like to get to know him in person.

Can you tell me what it is
that you want from me?

Tomorrow at 11:00 a.m. in your office,
and you will know everything.

I'm assuming you know the office,
so no need for me to give you the address.

Of course.

I know everything about you,

even the things
that you don't know, Mr. Hadi!

-Let me help you.
-No, I'm all right, thank you.

-Are you in pain?
-I am used to pain, it's nothing special.

Why are you talking like that Basil?
What are you hinting at?

I'm not hinting at anything,
I'm just in pain.

Can we talk a bit?

What are we going to say?
Everything is crystal clear.

What is not clear to me
and what I don't understand,

is why did you marry me
since you don't want me?

This is what you come up with?

It's my fault
that I told you all my secrets.

Then explain to me what is going on.

I asked you to understand
and to give me some time.

But it seems you don't understand
and you don't want to give me any time.

Sahar, I gave you all the time,
and I understand you.

But try to come closer to me, try,

I'm your husband,
if you love me, try once.

What would make me marry you
if I didn't love you?

I don't know, you tell me.

You know what? I won't tell you.

I will let you think this over
and discover it yourself with time.

-Are you almost done, Rasheed?
-Yes, I am.

-Is this the last carriage?
-She is moving the whole house.

Is it okay for her to move
her whole house?

All of it, whenever I ask her
about something,

-she tells me that she needs it.
-She needs all these, by the way...

-How do I look?
-You are something special, so handsome.

Don't tell me that your aunt is going
to sleep at Um Mahmoud's tonight as well.

No, what are you saying?
She is waiting for you in your house.

-Finally, this is your night.
-Hold your tongue, hold it.

Okay, I won't say anything else.

Um Mahmoud? Welcome, what is the matter?

I can't stay alone in my house.

His image is always on my mind.

I could almost smell him and Mahmoud.

Please, come in.

Come in, please.

-Be patient my sister, have patience.
-I am going crazy, Hanane.

I am going crazy, whenever I'm alone,

I start thinking
how Abu Mahmoud left me alone.

And Mahmoud is in prison.
What can I do? This is driving me crazy.

Please, have patience,
you should rely on God.

I have no one but God, no one but him.

I'll make you something hot to drink,
it should calm you down.

-Amazing, she is so pretty.
-She is taking after her mother.

This picture is when Amine
was so kind with us,

and he used to take us to the beach.

Look, Jaber, let's make a deal right now,

if we start with an agreement,
all will end well.

She is our only daughter,

and her mother won't accept
marrying her without a big wedding.

And I don't accept it, either,
you should invite the whole neighborhood.

Young and old alike.

-And I want a wedding band.
-Of course, they're part of a wedding.

Would it be possible to have
a grand wedding without a band?

-Anything else?
-And a singer, of course.

-Sure.
-Ali Al-Deek.

Just Ali Al-Deek?
What if he refuses to come?

Okay, let it be his brother, Hussain.
I love his smile.

When I hold you close
To my heart, what a...

Come closer,

did you make the coffee sweet,
the way Mr. Jaber likes it?

-Give it to him first.
-Here you are.

Thank you,
I hope to drink it at your wedding.

Thank you, Uncle.

Mom, do you want anything
else before I go to sleep?

Give me this and go and hang the laundry.

All right.

She's still calling me Uncle,
haven't you told her yet?

Shouldn't we agree first?
Maybe we don't agree.

-What about?
-The dowry.

How much do you want?

We deserve your generosity,
what do you have in mind?

How much do you want?

Twenty thousand now,
and fifty thousand later.

Five thousand now
and ten thousand later.

That's not good.

All right, seven thousand now,
and ten thousand later.

Ten thousand now and ten thousand later,

let's agree and pray
the prayer of engagement.

Agreed, in the name of God.

Rest his soul, I am sorry.

My father died
and I couldn't bid him farewell.

I couldn't attend his funeral.

I can't believe
that I won't see him anymore.

Nor hear his voice.

I can't see
if he is breathing while he sleeps...

to make sure he is still alive.

I envy you.

-Why do you envy me?
-Because you know your dad.

I don't know my dad...

I've never had a father in this life.

I lived all my life without experiencing
or knowing what a father is.

The father...

The father is the one...

who brings you the sky...

when you ask him for a star.

The father is the one that takes
a piece of his soul and gives it to you.

Maybe he wouldn't give you
everything in the world...

but be sure that he would
give you everything he has.

The father...

he is the strength...

the support.

He is your back...

and now my back is broken.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Calm down, pal.

Oh, God.

I want to order a bouquet of flowers,
please.

Red ones.

Get down now, make it fast.

-Sariah, what's with you?
-How are you planning to tell her?

What do you mean?

We call her in the evening
and we felicitate her,

because the groom is a good catch
and her wedding is on Friday.

Then she will bow down and tell you,
"As you wish, Dad."

She is so in love with this Rasheed,
and she is strong-headed too.

Now I know whom she is taking after,
it's her real mother.

-What about the mother that raised her?
-Get lost, now.

I don't need you at this early hour.

-What do you want?
-Hello.

Welcome.

So, who is this one for?

-Hello.
-Welcome.

This bouquet is for Mrs. Sahar Najm.

Thank you.

-These roses are for whom?
-For Sahar.

Of course, they are from Mr. Basil.

My darling,
he has always been so romantic.

-Send them to her.
-Okay.

Come in.

Good morning, they brought the roses.
Where is Mrs. Sahar?

-She is getting dressed inside. Why?
-Shall I give them to her after you leave?

No, I shall give them to her.

Great, romance is the woman's
weakness point.

Especially the roses.