02x03 - Episode 3

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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 3

Welcome, madam.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I must call my mom because she's sick,

and my phone battery is dead.

Can I borrow your phone?

-Sure, here you are.
-Thanks.

There is a problem with the phone.

I checked on your mother, she is fine.

Get out.

You seem to underestimate my intelligence.

You're right.

I should've known
after everything I've seen.

You buy people off with your money.

Isn't that better
than marrying someone for their money?

Haven't you got your revenge?

Aren't you satisfied
with everything you've done to me?

Aren't you satisfied yet?

-Let go, Amir.
-Say it.

I miss hearing you say it.
Say it to me, little one.

What more do you want from me?
Do you want to k*ll me?

Come on, k*ll me,
and relieve me of my life.

If I wanted to k*ll you,
I would've k*lled you long ago.

But I'm too weak to k*ll you.
Do you know why?

Because I still love you.

Enough!

That's enough.

Let go!

Let go!

I'm with you.

I'm on your side.

-I'll protect you.
-What do you mean you're on my side?

How are you protecting me? How?

-Let go.
-Come on.

Go downstairs.

-Sit down.
-I don't want to sit.

I said sit down.

-I don't want to sit. I want to leave.
-Sit down.

To the woman I fell in love with
at first sight.

A woman I never imagined would love me
and whom I'd love so much.

The woman I want to grow up with...

and grow old with.

The woman who only death
will separate me from.

Wasn't it you who said this?

Don't you remember?

Cheers!

-I said cheers, Reem.
-My name is Wejdan.

-Reem is dead.
-All right.

May she rest in peace.
I wanted to ask her some questions.

I wanted to ask her how she felt

when she looked me in the eye
and said, "I love you."

How she felt
when she was lying to me the whole time.

-She must have been happy and having fun?
-I loved you.

I really loved you
and tried to change for you.

I deprived myself,
Sahar, and Omar for your sake.

My dream was to start a family with you
and to complete my life with you.

I told you all about myself and my past.

I even signed a paper
saying I didn't want a penny from you.

But the beast within you
doesn't want to believe it.

Who are you? What are you?
I don't know you anymore.

I hate you as much as I once loved you.

Let go!

After he kidnapped me in Lebanon...

he seemed to be unhinged.

He seemed to be intelligent.

Though I still wanted to expose you
in front of him as revenge.

But when I came back to Egypt,

I was afraid for you
because of him and his reaction.

I started investigating him
and found many dangerous things.

My men were watching him.

I was afraid he'd find you,
and he found you in France.

My men were also watching you
the whole time.

When you went back to the airport,

one of my men was waiting for you
with a white rose and a letter.

"Welcome to Beirut."

Well done!

You planned it well with him.
Very well-planned.

I almost believed you.

"But you can't fool Sahar, little one."

Those words sound so beautiful coming
from your mouth. I've missed them!

-Say it again.
-By the way,

Hadi is manlier than you. Do you know why?

Because he is honest, not dodgy like you.

By the way, I don't care what you say.

What matters is that
you're by my side and I can protect you.

But I don't trust you.

Do you know why? Because I know you.

You promised me you wouldn't give Hadi
mine and Reem's files.

But you didn't fulfill your promise,
and you handed them to him.

Thank you, my son-in-law.

Give me the bags.
Don't bother, I'll carry them.

Don't be sad, Mom.
We can make up for everything.

I want to go.

-Where do you want to go?
-I want to leave. Let go, Lamees.

-Go inside.
-It's clear that he hates me.

I want to leave.

-Where do you want to go?
-I'd rather sleep on the street than stay.

He'll get used to this.
Give him some time, please.

-What if he doesn't get used to this?
-He will.

Rasheed is kind-hearted.

Just try to talk to him
and show him that you've changed.

Sweetie! Give her to me.

My lovely granddaughter.

You're the only one I care about.

If I stay, I'll stay for you.

Sweetie, don't cry.

Even Hanane can't stand me.

Nobody likes me.

Looks like Sariah hasn't changed.

A leopard cannot change its spots.

I'm afraid that she'll cause
problems between Lamees and Rasheed.

Who are you talking about?

Why are you wearing that?
I told you to put on your pajamas.

I was trying to decide
what to wear for tomorrow...

I didn't like the clothes.

Go put on your pajamas, sweetie.

And don't interfere
in adult conversations.

But who are you talking about?

You have nothing to do
with adult conversations.

Go to your room and change your clothes.

I don't like her. She seems to be a liar.

-Who?
-The one you're talking about.

Listen, she knows who we're talking about.

What? Of course I know.
Do you think I'm a child?

If you weren't a child, you wouldn't
have disobeyed us in front of people.

Well, I apologize.

Well, then give me a kiss and go to sleep.

"Well, then give me a kiss
and go to sleep."

I know why you said that.

Because you want to be alone
with your love Abboudy.

Oh, my! Have you no shame?

Do you think
I don't understand these things?

Do you think I don't know what you do
when you send me to bed at seven o'clock?

Go to your room. How shameful!

They cut the power!

-Enough, I'll hit the breaker.
-Come, Khouloud. Wait.

Take this lighter and watch yourself.

You're smart.

She understands those things, Hanane.

Come on.

You only brought these?

Come on, go before anyone sees us.

Thank you. I love you.

Me too, but go before anyone sees us.

Take it easy, my love. It's simple.

I can't believe you welcomed her
into our house after all she's done.

That woman humiliated me
and belittled me in front of people.

How can you forget what she did to me
and how she forced you to marry Jaber?

She didn't force me.
I married him of my own free will,

and don't mention his name in front of me.

I apologize,

but I can't look at her
or accept her being here.

-That woman...
-That woman raised me.

She treated me unfairly before,
but she has changed.

I didn't have a mother, Rasheed.
That woman was my mother.

Without her,
I would've been homeless or dead.

She raised me and looked after me.
I can't ever forget that.

Give her a chance for me, Rasheed.

Good evening, Mr. Hadi.

Mission accomplished. Good night.

I guess you'll believe me now.

-Why haven't you gone to bed?
-As usual, sir.

-Well, goodnight.
-Goodnight, sir.

I asked you not to drink so much.

-Come on. Go inside.
-Get away from me.

Go inside.

Get away from me. Let go!

Let go, you animal!

How do you want me to leave you? How?

I love you.

What do you want from me?

You know what I want from you. I want you.

I want you.

I love you. I want to grow old with you.

I want to be yours. Say you miss me.

-Tell me you miss me.
-No.

-Tell me you miss me.
-No.

Get away from me.

-You missed me.
-No.

-It's written all over your face.
-No.

You missed me. Your voice, breath,

and heartbeat say it all. I love you.

I love you, Reem. I adore you.

You are my wife and my love.

You are my wife and my love.

But I can't force you
to do something you don't want to do.

Goodnight.

Here you are, Romeo. Come in.

Tell me, how was your evening
with your wife?

Look at me, Hadi. Explain it to me.

Did you bring her here to get your revenge
or to take her out to eat?

Amir, what am I reading?

-Calm down, Sahar.
-He's a criminal.

He's a thug and a m*rder*r.

He could k*ll Reem
without batting an eyelid.

-He won't hurt her because he loves her.
-What love are you talking about?

He's a criminal.

He's a man in love,
and a lover can't hurt anyone.

He's not like you. You're not like him.
Actually, you're not like anyone.

You're not like anyone.

You told me your men were watching him,

so they know where he took Reem, right?

-Right.
-Where did he take her?

To a villa near Beirut.

-Where is it? I want to go.
-We can't go.

Why?

Because they are armed.
It might end up becoming a m*ssacre.

So be it, I don't care.
I want to go to her, Amir.

Trust me, Sahar. I'll save her
from him like I saved you from Omar.

Omar? Where is that animal?

You b*stard!

Surprised to see me, aren't you?
It's written all over your face.

I feel a sense of déjà vu.

But the difference this time is
that you haven't peed your pants.

Well done, Omar. You've graduated
from nursery to primary school.

-You're no longer a little boy.
-You're crazy!

Stop screaming. Shut up!

You animal, little boys don't play
with big toys.

You're my brother and friend...

You know what? You are neither.

Business is business.

Untie him.

What are you thinking of?

Nothing.

Are you sure?

I said nothing.

You're thinking of Reem, aren't you?

Hadi, look at me

and tell me you don't love her anymore.

Tell me you don't love her anymore.

Tell me.

Speak.

Sit down and rest, Amorah.

Snort some.
I know you relax when you snort.

Shame on you, Amorah!
I wouldn't cheat you. It's top quality.

Well done.

Listen to me, Omar, you have two options.

Either you deal with me,
or you deal with me.

Your options are like my shoes.

Your shoes are beautiful.

-They suit your face.
-Especially when I hit you with them!

Where's my money, b*tch?
Where did you take it?

-Where did you take it?
-Shame on you, Omar.

I didn't take your money.

I did you a favor
and smuggled it out of the country.

You've smuggled it.
I want my money, down to the last penny.

-Where's my money?
-You can have it all.

But we must save Wejdan first.
I can't save her alone.

And you can't save her alone.
It takes two to tango.

You and I can fool Hadi
and bring Reem back.

I'll return your money
which will solve the problem.

-First, I want my money.
-Really?

Is your money more important than Wejdan?

Put your hand in mine.

I did that in the past and lost.

Put your hand in mine,
so that we can save Wejdan.

Then the best will win.
Is that good enough?

Come on, for Wejdan.

Stupid.

So stupid.

What were you two looking at?
Why didn't you notice?

They took us by surprise.
We were drugged and didn't wake up

until a few hours later.

What else?

You deserve it. Be grateful
he punished you with only a slap.

Get lost.

-Where are you?
-I should ask you that.

Where were your men?
Didn't you tell me you'd protect me?

-There was a mishap. Excuse us.
-What mishap?

What a mistake! That b*tch humiliated me,
threatened me, and insulted me.

-How did she release you?
-What do you mean?

I made her think that I was on her side
and would help her to get you.

Well done.

Wait for my call tomorrow
to tell you what to do.

Wait a minute!

I completed my first mission,
and it failed because of your men.

That's not my fault.

-I did my part.
-What do you mean?

-I mean, I want to see Reem.
-Wait for my call tomorrow.

You want to cooperate with Sahar
after all she's done to you?

-Do you still trust her?
-Look at me.

Do you think I'm stupid?

You crook, you want to fool both of them.

This is shameful.

What is my role in this, Amorah?

-You are my right hand, Amin.
-This is taken for granted.

All right, but listen.
How much will this right hand get?

Because it feels like it should hold
more money.

-It depends on how much it can stretch.
-It can stretch as much as you want.

-It can reach the top.
-Of course, I know who your sister is.

Go take a shower. You smell.

Make me something to eat. I'm so hungry.

Okay, dear Amorah.

I made you ginger tea. I know you like it.

Why is this happening to me?

Why is God punishing me

when He put me
in the situation I grew up in?

My fault is that I lived
the only way I knew how to.

What should I have done?

Should I have let life devour me,
so people called me a good person?

Is it my fault that I was born
into a poor and scattered family?

Is it my fault that I didn't
go to school and study?

Is it my fault that my dad r*ped me?

Is it my fault that I couldn't live life
the way other people do?

God doesn't punish us.

-He tests us.
-Has He been testing me all this time?

You had the choice
to continue this way or to stop.

You made money and lived well.

-Why are you still following this path?
-Because I don't know any other.

Because I don't know any other business.

Because I was afraid of the future.

I was afraid to get sick
and not have enough money.

I was afraid to feel cold.

I was afraid to get hungry.

I was afraid to fall behind.

I'm not weak and I don't need your pity.
I'm not weak and I won't become weak.

And I don't want you to become weak.
I love you because you're strong.

I want you to stay strong all your life.

-Where are you going?
-I'm leaving.

Where are you going?
I couldn't believe it when I found you.

Lamees.

-I passed by your store but didn't find...
-Where are you going?

-To college, obviously.
-Where's the girl?

-Did you leave her with Sariah?
-Come on, Rasheed!

We agreed yesterday.
I accept her being in my house,

but I don't agree
to her looking after the girl.

Don't worry. The girl is at your aunt's.

Stop buying from here. Leave, go on.

-Shame on you, Khouloud.
-Enough.

The lettuce is bad,
and the girl has no manners.

-Why were you yelling at her like that?
-Because she was arguing with me

-without buying anything.
-Enough, don't get angry. Good morning.

Good morning, sweetie.

May God bless you and guide you.

-May God protect your beautiful eyes.
-Enough. Are you begging or praying?

I'm praying. Am I not praying properly?

-Yes, you are, sweetie.
-Go to college.

-He's become so mean. Don't mind him.
-You are right.

-Rasheed, come here.
-Yes, sir.

I took stock of the goods.

I'm supposed to have nine cans of tuna,

-but there are only four.
-Maybe you sold them and forgot.

That's impossible, Rasheed.

Maybe they fell off the shelf.
I can't bend.

-Please look for them.
-All right.

-Khouloud.
-Yes?

-Who's that guy?
-What guy?

-The one who went into the building.
-I don't know.

-Could he be Mahmoud?
-Who is Mahmoud?

The son of Um Mahmoud.

I don't know him.
Is he the one who traveled?

I can't find them.

Impossible! There are five cans missing.
I must find them.

I'll look for them again.

-Come.
-Where?

-Squat a little.
-What do you want?

Squat. Dad's very forgetful,
and we need to take him to the doctor.

What's the dollar exchange rate today?

-Fifteen thousand five hundred pounds.
-But Dad wrote 1500 on the cardboard.

He's in desperate need of a doctor.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Hello, ma'am.

Hello.

-Who are you?
-Ms. Sahar sent me. She wants to see you.

-In France?
-No, ma'am.

She's here in Beirut
and wants to meet you.

That's strange. When did she come back?

-She doesn't talk to me. Is Reem with her?
-I work for her, ma'am.

She sent me to take you to her,
and I don't know anything else.

You can ask her in person.

Um Mahmoud.

-Hello.
-Welcome, Hanane.

Welcome, my morning visitor.
Come in, Hanane.

I'm a little busy. I need to go out.

I've fed her, burped her,
and bathed her. She's clean.

-Please look after her and watch her.
-Okay.

-She's dear to me like her parents.
-Go, Hanane, and don't worry.

-Take care of her, Sariah.
-Go, Hanane.

Oh, Hanane! Come, my granddaughter.

As the saying goes, when a girl is born,
God sends her sustenance.

Hello.

-Did you swallow your tongue?
-How did you get my number?

-When did you get out of prison?
-It's a very long story.

-Where can I meet you to tell you?
-I don't care to know anything about you.

You should care.

The stories
I'm going to tell you are priceless.

Keep some money ready.

Wow, the older you get,
the prettier you become!

-What is this...
-Shut up and tell me what you have.

I'm your brother. Give me a hug.

Or at the very least, you could apologize

for framing me for drug dealing.

-I didn't frame you.
-Your girlfriend did.

You and your friend Ramroum
are one person.

But this time, I'll forgive you.

-Because we're siblings.
-Quickly tell me what you have.

-I don't have time to waste.
-Give me some money first.

Not until you give me the news
and set a price.

Okay, there are actually
two pieces of news.

I'll tell you the first one for free.

Hadi is the one who got me out of prison.

Give me some money
and I'll tell you the second one.

You've always been generous, sis.
What happened?

-That's all I have for now.
-But I deserve more.

-Speak quickly before I hurt you.
-Okay, time is running out.

The second piece of news is that...

Omar is playing both you and Hadi

at the same time.

Don't get on my nerves, Amir.
Tell me where Reem is now.

-What do you want in the morning?
-Don't be cold.

The issue is bigger than I imagined.

The man is planning something
on multiple fronts.

Where is Reem? Tell me now.

I told you he wouldn't hurt her.

Do you need more reassurance?

One of my men is at the villa.

I waited for you in winter

And your eyes are summer

And my eyes are winter

We'll meet, my love...

-You're the janitor, right?
-My name's Asaad,

janitor, gardener,
and whatever you want me to be.

Have you been working here
for a long time?

For about three and a half months.

-You're still new.
-Yes, ma'am.

-Where did you work before?
-I was unemployed for a year and a half.

But God sent me Mr. Hadi,

God bless him.

-Is your family here with you?
-No, ma'am. I'm not married.

But I have one sister.

She lives in Beirut.
May God bless your family.

Thank you.

-Your coffee, and your breakfast's inside.
-I told you I don't want breakfast.

You haven't eaten anything
since yesterday, ma'am.

There's a number saved on this phone.

Go to the bathroom in your room
and dial it quickly.

Come here. Give it back to Mr. Hadi.

Tell him he won't fool me again.

"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

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

Needs betrayal to get stronger