03x10 - Two Graves

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Tyrant". Aired: June 2014 to September 2016.
Bassam "Barry" Al-Fayeed, the younger son of a Middle East dictator, is reluctantly compelled to return to his home country (the fictional Abbudin) along with his American wife and children.
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03x10 - Two Graves

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Leila: Previously on Tyrant...

The Al Fayeed dynasty must end.

Barry: I don't want a hair touched on his head, but this can't be allowed to continue.

Arrest him.

Fauzi Nidal is missing.

I'll take Ghani and I'll go.

And then when things are better, we'll find each other again.

Do you need me to be brave?

I really do.

You need to k*ll your husband.

(crying): You can't ask me to do that.

Wafiq: Either I die for a reason, or I die in vain.

Nafisa: Wait.


It tastes bad.

I'm asking you to support free elections.

By abandoning Bassam Al Fayeed.

By abandoning your support of his w*r.

Well, what was your recommendation?

That we maintain our support for the current president.

If any of our troops get k*lled by soldiers we trained, the blowback will be immeasurable.

Withdraw, General.


The President orders you to surrender.

It is time to stand down.

Go home, General.

What the hell are you doing?

Bassam and I, we hold each other's hearts.

Daliyah, what are you doing here?

Your wife summoned me.


What are you waiting for?

Are you gonna choose your whore or your own daughter?

You're under arrest.

Take this woman into custody.

Daliyah: I'm going on a hunger strike.

You can change your course.

Or you can watch me die.

(man singing in Arabic)

We're 72 hours from going to w*r...

With the strongest army Abuddin has ever had.

Thanks to General Cogswell.

Ironically, yes.

Might as well, right?

Can't take it with you.

Not post 9/!! anyway.

(bottle stopper pops)


(pours liquor in glasses)

They shipping me back?


I'm still in negotiations to avoid a court martial.

I told them I hadn't conveyed the orders clearly enough.


I can imagine they were dubious.

Not turning on your allies sort of goes without saying.

Why'd you do it, Bill?

A 30-year career.

Out of love?

Not just that.

This place wears you down.

Failure wears you down.

After a while, you just want to say, "f*ck it," and do what you think is right.

Oh, boy, you really were done, weren't you?

(chuckles) Yeah.


What move do we have left?

I think maybe we need to be bolder.

Mobilize the people around the truth that I'm the legitimate President of Abuddin.

Even before he left, I was pulling ahead of Fauzi Nidal.

That is a hollow victory now.

Not necessarily.

Not if we use that fact to establish a government-in-exile inside Ma'an.

Not the opposition anymore, but the true government.

We call in the question.

It could trigger a very aggressive response.

I know you're trying to protect me.

Both of you.

But if the sheik stands with me it's a risk I'm willing to take.

This is my home.

I'm not going anywhere.

My fighters will stay.


Tomorrow we'll announce the formation of our government.

You're gonna have to speak up, it's a little noisy in here.

Leila: How long before they take you?

By the looks of things, ten minutes.

This is the second time you've left this place because of me.

Given up everything for me.

Yeah, well, I'm not a big talker.

It's... how I express love.

What's going to happen to you?

Cogswell: Court martial, I imagine.

No, they can't.

I'll talk to someone.

Leila, listen to me.

We can't help each other anymore.

You need to speak to Exley.

Get the State Department to grant you asylum.

You need to get out.

I could be with you.

Except I can't.

I can't have made you sacrifice for a lost cause.

A good cause is a good cause, lost or not.

You need to hang up, General.

It's time to go.

I have to go.


You've come back once before.

You'll come back again.


I have to go.


What are you doing?


The children are barely asleep.

Good for them.

I'm just waking up.


God has made me so lucky.

Is it very painful?

You sound a bit sadistic, just so you know.

Not at all.

I don't want you to suffer.

You put me here.

That was Barry's doing, not mine.

I made it easier for him, but it was his decision, first and last.

Has he come to see you again?

He won't. He's done with you.

(Molly sighs)

I think he loved you more than he ever loved me.


What a thing to have to say to another woman.

He doesn't understand how you could have abandoned him.

I think you've destroyed him.

You know what the most terrible thing is?

There was no reason.

The election timeline was always arbitrary.

He could have set it for 12 months away instead of six.

Your child is alive.

Mine is d*ad.

She would've been 19 in two days.

After waiting all this time for a democracy, what harm could it do to wait a few more months till the men who m*rder her are punished?

You know.

You know exactly what harm it does.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be in this prison for disagreeing with you.

(shuddering sigh)



What is it?


(Nafisa yells)

Please don't hurt my children.

Ihab only sent us to finish what you couldn't.


♪ ♪

Exley just called.

Al-Qadi's d*ad.

What? How?

So this is news to you?

Well, of course.

Don't you think I would have come to you the moment I fo...

Wait, you think I'm responsible.

Is it so improbable?

I would never do anything so consequential without your approval.


But Leila will find a way to use this against us.

Maybe, but this could also be a lucky bounce for us.

Leila Al Fayeed is hardly the face of an Islamist Party.

Have the children eaten?


The children need to eat something.

I worry about Kamilah.

She won't eat.

She saw blood. Her uncle's blood...

I shouldn't have brought them here.

Things are the same everywhere.

Governments k*lling their own people.

My brother, who's the only person who could have changed things.

And now he's gone.

And his coalition's gone.

It's just over.


Let me help you.

I'm sorry.

Politics can wait.

You're in mourning now.

That's all that matters.

Molly: It's bad now, but her hunger pangs should disappear in the next day or two.

She'll actually feel better just as her body starts to break down. That's the ironic thing.

Why are you telling me this?

Never mind. Forget it.

Why did you go there? What did you say to her?

I told her she hurt you. That she was wrong.

I thought you might thank me for that.

For saving you the pain of seeing her again.

An Amnesty representative showed up as I was leaving to check on our treatment of political prisoners.

I was asked to excuse myself.

I'm sure she said things to him.

She's dangerous.

Outside of prison or in.

If anything happens to her...

What's that supposed to mean?

If she ends up d*ad in her cell one morning, like Nusrat, unexplained...

Is that really what you think of me?

I don't know.

I don't know what our limits are anymore.

My limits? Jesus.

What kind of monster's inside of you that makes you see monsters in other people?

Nothing happens to that woman.


If anyone k*lled her, it was you.

When you gave her that job.

Safiya: My sister is stubborn.

She won't listen to reason.

Driver: Madam...

Of course I worry for her.

I worry for all of us.

I'm sorry to interrupt...

Hold on, darling.

Can't you see I'm talking to my husband?

Madam, the police are behind us.

(siren chirps)

I need to call you back.

I may have a problem with the police.

Leila: What is he charging her with?

I'm trying to find out, but I have very few people left inside the Palace.

General Maloof has purged most of my sources. If I'm the one he's trying to stop, why not come for me?

You can probably answer that better than I can.

I'm sure this is just harassment.

The Palace is issuing a statement about Al-Qadi.

Denying responsibility.

President Al Fayeed acknowledges the sheik's opposition to his rule, but he also recognizes his commitment to the people of Abuddin.

That the Caliphate would assassinate him is a measure of their fear.

It underscores the importance of the president's efforts to destroy this evil before it infects Abuddin...

He's exploiting this.

The sheik's supporters won't listen to Bassam. Not anymore.

Maybe not all of them. And maybe not right now.

But without... without Al-Qadi, it's only a matter of time before our coalition falls apart.

There are only so many blows you can take before you're done.

I think I'm done.

(door opens)

You knew I'd come, didn't you?

Of course I did.

I don't want you to suffer.

Where did you get that?

What does it matter?

You want to k*ll me?

You can k*ll me.

I wouldn't mind dying right now.

What are you doing?



No, no, no, no, no, no!

You k*lled me.

You k*lled me.

You k*lled me.


I've been looking for you.

It's nice out here.

Yeah. Yeah, it's perfect.


You know what today is? Or... would have been?

Of course I do.

So, I thought it might be nice if we all had a-a dinner in her memory...


What? You haven't sat down to eat with us in over a week. Sammy, this isn't about politics.

We're still a family.

What good will it do?

To wallow in it.

I'm asking you to come.

We only have each other now, and...

I'd like you to come.

(Daliyah gasping)

Stop! Stop!

Doctor: There are fewer health risks for the patient if we begin feedings early in the hunger strike. - Wait, stop! (coughing)

(choking, gasping)

Is this necessary?

Daliyah: Bassam!

Doctor: It's safer than through the mouth. - You're hurting me!

This is more about fear than pain.

I promise.


(choking, coughing continues)

Stop. Stop! No!

Stop. Please stop.

You're hurting me. You're hurting me, Bassam.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

If you stop resisting, it won't hurt as much.


Look at me.

This is for Ghani.

(gasping, snorting)

No, no, no, stop!


We can stop if you want.





(crying): Bassam, no!

Please, Bassam! Bassam!

Bassam. Bassam. Please, Bassam, stop!

Stop, Bassam!

I know you and I have been mistrustful of each other.

I'd like to put that behind us, if we can.

I wish I could tell you I'm going to carry on his work without him.

I don't think I can.

The government understood that...

Government wasn't the one who k*lled him.

It was the Caliphate.

They want w*r.

He wanted peace.

The Caliphate?

I looked into the eyes of the man who sh*t him.

There was nothing there.

It's very dangerous for you to be here.

I should have come sooner.

I was afraid.

I went to his grave and I asked him what he wanted me to do.

Do you know what he said?


He's d*ad.

It's up to me now.

My husband is gone.

The Caliphate that k*lled him thinks that all the things he stood for are gone, too.

But they don't have the power to make that happen.

Only we do.

If we turn our backs on what he taught us, that Islam is peace.

Islam is peace.

Say it with me.

Islam is peace.

Crowd (scattered): Islam is peace.

The secularists and the religious, say it together.

Islam is Peace.

Crowd: Islam is Peace.

I am not my husband.

I share neither his gender nor his goodness.

I cannot lead his flock.

But I can stand here with Leila Haddad, and I can carry on his message.

Crowd: Islam is Peace.

Abuddin is peace.

If we make it that way.

If we don't turn our backs on each other.

In my husband's name, say it with me.

Islam is Peace.

Crowd: Islam is Peace.

You're not used to this, are you?

Being held against your will, not knowing when it will end.

If it will end.

Have you given any more thought to what we discussed?



My answer's still the same.

I'm only giving you the chance to help, you know.

Encouraging her is merely to prolong the inevitable.

But you already know that, don't you?

You've tried explaining to your sister, but she won't listen.

So you've been spying on me?

I don't need to spy.

I already know how stubborn your sister is.

And how pragmatic you are.

It's good to be well understood.

Sooner or later, your sister will lose.

Nothing you can do will change that.

What you can do is to help me minimize collateral damage.

Betrayal is betrayal.

The answer is no.

If you won't cooperate for your sister's sake, do it for your children's.

Zaara and Bilal, and the little one, Aisha.

Ask yourself what happens when your husband's shipping concerns are audited.

When he's convicted for tax evasion, fraud.


And when an investigation reveals that you were complicit.

Children are so vulnerable when both parents are gone.

(crickets trilling)

♪ ♪

You'll always be loved.

Tell me you know that.


What about the year you visited us in California, and we went to Disneyland for her birthday?

What year was that?

Uh, ten, 11.

11 years ago today.

We took so many pictures.

Jamal insisted on that huge Mickey cake. (chuckles)

Remember that picture of her with all the candles and the ears?

Yeah! (laughs)

That was the single best day of my childhood.

(quiet laugh)


Thank you.

What is that?

I asked for one candle.

Trick kind; the kind that doesn't blow out.

Why are you doing this?

Barry: Sammy.

It's painful to remember, but we have to remember.

Yes, you can remember. You... you just don't have to die with her every day.

Emma wouldn't have wanted any of this.

None of the things you're doing in her name.

Don't you say that.

She was sweet.

And loving and forgiving.

Maybe you've forgotten that.

How dare you!

Sammy, stop.

You're right.

There's no point.

You're all beyond reason now.

Oh, and, um, if anything should ever happen to me, just bury me and move on.

That's what I want.

Thank God you're all right.

If General Maloof even laid a finger on you, so help me God.

I'm fine, Leila, really.

He was just using me to get to you.

I put you at risk. I know that.

I put everyone at risk.

After they arrested you, I thought...

I thought of giving up, truly.


I can't, Safiya.

I can't now.

I need you to say you understand.

Even if it goes wrong, even if we fail.

We're here, madam.


Tell me what your plan is.

I'll tell you when I see you.

But I need to know that you're still on my side.

Of course I am on your side.

I'm always on your side.

I love you.

I love you, too.
Thank you for meeting us.

It's good to see you again, Siddiq.


I believe last time we met you threw blood at me.

It's okay.

I deserved it.

And now you're asking for my help?

You and I want a democratic Abuddin.

I know I'm not perfect.

But I am the closest thing there is to the people's choice.

Go on.

I'm going to announce myself as the true president of Abuddin.

I could say that in Ma'an.

But to say it in Asima at your sit-in, within sight of the Palace, within earshot, so Bassam can hear me take the oath.

Why would he ever allow that to happen?

Such a direct insult?

He'll have you arrested first or k*lled.

He won't know.

And by the time he finds out, it will be done.

And I'll be gone.

And it will be too late.

Is there something you need?


Can it wait until morning?

It's, uh, been a difficult day.

I still have dozens of deployment orders left to sign.

We go to w*r in 36 hours.

I know.

I know how much that cost you.


I need...

I need to feel life again.

I need to feel some beginnings instead of just endings.

I don't know what that...

I want a baby.

I want you to give me a baby.

Oh, no, God, Molly...

I want you to.

I'm asking you to.



...we don't love each other.

And we haven't even touched each other for months.

I'm not asking you to love me.

I'm asking you to provide me with a child.

It's a physical act, that's all.

There is no way...

You owe me this.

No, don't do that.

You could've let me die.

You should've let me die, but you chose me.


I did.

And I'm sorry.

But that's done.

And we cannot replace her.


But if I have to live without her and without you, I need another reason.

Give me a child.


I am your wife still.

And I have stayed here with you by your side for the sake of your dream...

This dream... even though it's cost me everything.

I want a child, Barry.

(soft grunting)

Big turnout.

We're expecting 10,000 people by sundown.

Leila Al Fayeed... She's really coming?

You're an optimist.

Trusting an Al Fayeed like that.

I'm trusting you.

(short laugh)

Just keep it quiet.

I want to be up on that platform with her.

Fine, it doesn't matter who's on the platform.

It matters to those of us who have never been asked.

I said it's fine.

Right here under my nose?

President in exile?

She wouldn't dare.

I have a reliable source.


Her sister, Safiya.

I helped her to understand that helping us is in Leila's best self-interest.

And her own.

You helped her to understand?

When Leila arrives, there will be nobody left to hear her.

I dispatching a battalion to University Square, which I will command personally.

Unless, of course, you disagree.

(indistinct chatter)


Who's there?

Hanif: It's me.

So... is it true she's coming?


And when she lands, word will get back to the palace, which means Maloof's soldiers won't be far behind.

(indistinct chatter)

Sammy: You haven't called me back in two days, so what's going on?

Why, why the silent treatment?

There's no s...

S-Sammy, I have to go.

You should go, too. Look, look, look!

You're either hiding something from me or you're punishing me because of my father.

Is that it?

Look, Halima, you and I, you and I want the same thing.

If I tell you, you have to promise not to say a word to anyone.

What's going on?

These are good changes, Aziz.

It was an excellent speech already.

You made it better.

Thank you...

Madam President.

That sounds so strange.

Not to me.

The chopper is here.

Are you ready?


You've been so quiet, Safiya.

Is anything wrong?

No, it's just... this is a very big day, that's all.

Let's go.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, guys.

This is Sammy Al Fayeed.

Don't worry. He's with us.

Okay, I think we're minutes away.

You guys ready?

Man: Ready.

Uh, what's the time?

Okay, we can clear out the square, okay.

Go to the edges!

Come on, come on.

Go to the edges! Go to the edges!

(indistinct chatter)

Go! Go! Go!

(heavy engines humming)

(men shouting)


Oh, shit.

I told you.

All non-military personnel must clear this area immediately.

You ordered to evacuate through the secure corridor the south side of the Square.

Okay, you need to get out of here.

No, no, no way. I'm with you.

Maloof: This curfew has been ordered by President Al Fayeed under an emergency national security mandate and will be enforced ten minutes from now.

(protestors chanting indistinctly)

(chanting continues in the distance)

They moved in.

Hundreds of them. Government troops.

You can go out the back exit of the building.

Get home without going through the Square.

Hey, hey.

You know where it is?

Around the corner?

Yes, but... what about you?

I'll be home soon.


I don't...

What can you do here, huh?

This is not your responsibility.

They're my kids. All of them.


We're leaving in three weeks.

Leaving this place forever.

Let it go.

It's still our country.

I can't just watch it be destroyed.

It's my home.

(chanting continues)

If they don't evacuate, I assume you'll use rubber b*ll*ts, water canons, that sort of thing?

They're just students, General.

What will you do?

Whatever it takes to clear the Square before your mother arrives.

This isn't good.

We should call it off.

No, not yet, wait.

If anyone gets hurt, it's my fault.

When is Leila coming?

She should be here now.

Give it a few minutes.

Once she lands, they won't do anything.

There's no way they'll turn her into a martyr.


Sammy: Halima, where you...

Where you going? Hanif!



Hanif. Hanif!

What are you doing?

It's too late to reason with them.

I'm sorry.


(grunts) Excuse me, excuse me.

Sammy: Halima!

What the hell is going on?

It's Hanif, we have to stop him.


(g*n, people screaming)



(man cries out)

(g*n and screaming continues)

(helicopter whirring in distance)

(through radio): We can't land in the middle of that.

This was meant for me. To stop me.

That's not possible.

No one knew you were coming.

Get us out of here.

(g*n, screaming continues)



Come on.

No, no, no, I have to find Sammy.

Halima, we can't stay here.

Aaliyah, we have to go.


Nabil: Come on.

I'll take care of you, okay?

I'll take care of you.

Put pressure on the wound.

Nabil, Listen to me!

Put pressure on the wound. Okay.

Tell my parents...

Keep the pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding.

I'm trying.

Sammy: Halima!


They're moving in.


Halima! Oh, Aaliyah.

She's d*ad. She's d*ad.

We have to go. Come on.

Let's go. Halima, come on.

Sammy: Keep your head down. Keep your head down!

(g*n, people screaming)




No, no, no.

We have to get you out of here.

Oh, no, don't-don't move me.

It's okay.

You'll be okay.


Professor El-Amin!

I can't... I can't feel...


Professor El-Amin!

Hey, get down!

Professor El-Amin!

Help us!

Leave us alone.


You have to stop this.

You're torturing me.

I can't.

I can't let you die.

If you die, I die.

I love you.

What do you want me to say?

(soft chuckle)

I would've given up all of this for you.

I don't care about any of it the way that I care about you.

And I know that I have wrecked everything I built.

Everyone I love.

But if you had seen what I saw...


I know.

I don't want to lose you, and I've already lost you.

It can't be that this is why we met, just to destroy each other.

I don't believe that.

No, no.

No, you're the love of my life.

You're the love of my life.

You gave me my life.

Of all the places in the world, they carried me into your village.

What were the chances of that?

So who knows.

We're both still alive.

There's hope right there.

(indistinct announcement over P.A.)

How is he?

He's still in surgery.

Where were you?

What was he doing at the University?

He was there to see you, wasn't he? What? No, that's not...

He's just a kid!

And you put him at risk, over and over again.

That's not what happened.


Bassam, Bassam, no, no, no, he saved him.

He saved Sammy's life.

Halima: Bassam...

He helped us carry him out of the Square.

He put him in his car, it's not his fault, it's mine.

I'm sorry.

No one was supposed to f*re any shots.

I don't know who you are.

My name is Haitham.

Haitham El-Amin.

I'm in love with your son.

(softly): Oh.

Doctor: Mr. President?

Madam First Lady.

We were able to remove the b*llet.

Control the bleeding.

He should be out of danger.

(both sigh in relief)

But fragments affected his spine.

We won't know for some time if there is any permanent damage.


Okay, but he's alive. He's gonna live.


How long till I can see him?

It will be hours still.

Okay, thank you, Doctor.

(both sigh)

Are you cold? Can I get you something?


I don't...

You try to live your life a certain way.

Believing in certain things.

But the world... people... some people... they won't leave you alone.

And you have to fight back, don't you?


But as soon you do fight back...

...you're changed.

And everything is tainted.

And no one is right.

(footsteps approaching)

Mr. President.

I have to get you back to the Palace to deliver your speech.

My son is in surgery, General.

sh*t by your troops.

The speech can wait.

With all do respect, it can't.

Your army marches in a matter of hours.

You have to tell the country.

He's gonna be in surgery for a long time.

And I'll be here.

You've made changes?

A few.

You've taken out all the references to elections following the end of the w*r.

"Because we are a free people..."

That's about the election.

It doesn't mean anything without the sentence before.

I don't think we should get ahead of ourselves.

Let's stick to the matter at hand.

The election is the whole point.

A secure democracy is the reason we're going to w*r.

You should read the speech!

Everybody out.

I said everybody out!

(door shuts)

I am the president, General.

Yes, you are. Okay, then...

Serving at my pleasure.

Oh, you've just woken up, have you?

Good morning!

You've alienated every other ally you have.

Without the Army's support, what would you be?


Another deposed dictator.

And the Americans can't help you then.

My son is in the hospital, fighting for his life.

My daughter is d*ad.

My wife and I have given everything that we love for this cause...


General, what is the point of the w*r if we're no different from anyone else?

What are we fighting for?

To be the last man standing, of course.

I promised the people elections!

Then you broke your promise!


You think principles are something you can put in your pocket, take out every now and then, whenever it suits you!

Don't look at me as if I did this to you!

You are the architect!

This is your doing.

I am your doing.

Now, read the speech.


Read your own g*dd*mn speech.

The man who m*rder your daughter is on the other side of the border.

The student that started the riot that claimed your son supported him.


You wrote this speech.

You planned this w*r.

And I am going to win it for you.

And k*ll that man.

Make you the president for life.

With me at your right hand.

That was the bargain you made.

At some point, through all the delusion, you must have g*n to realize that.

You were never going back to be a doctor in Pasadena.

And it's this... or the death of every last Al Fayeed.

Read the speech.

Barry: Even now, our t*nk are moving across our border and our planes are headed to targets deep inside territory held by the so-called Caliphate.

With this w*r, we vow never to live in fear of men who twist our religion into a manifesto of hate.

Because we are a free people.

And we will remain a free people.

God bless our soldiers.

God bless you all.

And may God bless Abuddin.

It'll be okay, in the end.

You'll see.

Ihab: The moment I have been warning us would come, has come.

The American Al Fayeed, with his American w*apon, has crossed the border to invade our land.

Tonight, I call on the faithful from all over the world...

And especially those living under occupation inside Abuddin...

Join us in fighting this tyrant and his Crusader army.

God bless Abuddin.

(voices chanting): Leila, Leila, Leila, Leila...

(microphone feedback)

Sometimes, we come so close to catching a glimpse of the world the way we wish it could be.

It's just over there, around one more corner.

And then it disappears.


And we begin to feel defeated.

And after a while, we feel like we don't even deserve any better.

That this is how it is.

But how it is... Is always for us to say.

Even after a thousand defeats.

Battered, but not broken.

We still have the same quiet prayer, that cannot be taken from us even by death, like a child that will outlive us.

The maybe prayer.


Maybe tomorrow. One of these days.

It will be different.

I will never give up on maybe.

So long as Sheik Hussein Al-Qadi looks down on us from Paradise, and Fauzi Nidal fights from overseas and Daliyah Al-Yazbek, the mother of all hope, still lives.


Maybe tomorrow.

If we don't give up.

Who's to say tomorrow won't be ours?



You have a visitor.

My name is Exley.

I work for the U...

I know who you are.

Bassam has told me about you.

Why are you here?

The United States is keeping an eye on you.


We like to keep our options open.

Don't waste your time.

The guards tell me we've gone to w*r.

So this is all for nothing.

The w*r will go on forever.

There won't ever be an election here.

I've lost.

I'm a symbol of nothing.

They can keep me in here forever and no one will ever notice.


Fauzi Nidal has been tweeting for you, in your name, from Jordan.

Have a look.

I don't... What does this mean?

You have ten million followers.

You think you've lost?

I would try to stay alive, lady.

I have a feeling you're about to matter very much.

Ghani is the name of your son?


Scroll down.

"I'm being brave, Mommy.

You be brave, too."

(sighs shakily)

I, Leila Haddad, swear by Almighty God to uphold the laws, respect the Constitution, and faithfully execute the duties of the office of President of Abuddin.

(crowd applauds)

(crowd whistles, cheers)

(crowd cheers louder)

Ahmed: That was a good speech, Father.

Thank you.

You heading back to the hospital?

I thought I'd go with you.

(clears throat) Yes. In a minute.

Before we go, I know it's hardly the perfect time.

But maybe it will make you feel better.

I wanted to show you something I did for you.

I commissioned it.

To surprise you.

I hope you like it.

(Barry chuckles)

I think it captures you, don't you?

Yes. I'm afraid it does.
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