01x16 - Episode 16

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I want you to tell the people

everything you told me.

Speak from the heart

and speak comfortably, ok?

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Ok.

Hello to the audiences

of Al Hakika Al Yawm Newspaper.

We all saw today's tragic video where

a woman was trying to commit suicide

and her brother managed to save her

at the last minute, thankfully.

Now this will be the first exclusive

interview with Ms. Shahd,

known as Um Aya,

to tell us the details of what happened

and why she tried to take her own life.

Firstly, we're glad for your safety.

The second thing we'd like to know

is why you tried to commit suicide.

The

Just

The story started

because of promissory notes

that I signed my name to,

and I couldn't pay them back.

And instead of going to jail,

I agreed to the professor's offer.

Dr. Ameer Adel,

the university professor.

He offered to pay the amounts

on the condition

that I mother his child.

I didn't get it at first.

And then I was told

that he

and his wife

are unable to conceive a child

and they wanted be to be a surrogate.

I

I carried the child for nine months,

but it was God's destiny

that it was a stillborn.

Oh God

It's God's wisdom.

I wasn't at fault

for the professor to do

what he did to me afterwards.

I was destroyed, sir. I

My uterus was removed.

Yes.

Against my will.

His reasoning?

I k*lled the baby

so gets to humiliated me

and treat me like garbage

that gets thrown out on the streets

after serving its purpose.

Why would I want to live after that?

Imagine

me waking up,

only to find

that they removed a part of me.

Imagine that I

don't get to be a mother again.

Why?

Why are we so helpless?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Please stop filming.

Man,

she left the TV on again?

I smell something burning.

Oh my goodness!

Mother!

Mother!

Mother, answer me.

Mother, answer me!

Huh?

See?

See where your ingenious plans got us?

I saw the video.

She did not specify who Ameer Adel was.

I'll take care of this

and figure it out.

Ameer, you cannot

take care of a scandal!

Can you shut up?

Now you're fit as a fiddle now, Mother.

Thank God.

Let me knock on wood so you wouldn't

think I'm giving you the evil eye.

Giving me the evil eye for what?

I have nothing, Abeer.

Thank God I came

at the right time, Mother.

-Good thing the doctor came in quickly.

-Thank God for that, dear.

Thank God.

-What is that?

-What?

-What is that?

-What, dear?

Your face is glowing

after getting into a coma.

-I'm thinking of finding you a husband.

-A husband?

You're hilarious.

You've always been a flatterer

and a sycophant.

Count your blessings

for seeing my good side,

others only see my grumpy,

sullen and cranky side.

I am counting my blessings, dear.

Please do not forget to take

your diabetes medication.

You cannot keep getting into diabetic

comas and have me carry you around!

I was on my feet all day, running

errands and working in the kitchen,

I forgot to take my medication.

Ok, my dear mother.

Do whatever you want.

Listen, get some rest

and I'll make you something to eat.

You can't take pills

on an empty stomach.

God bless you, dear.

May I live to see the day

you get married, Abeer.

Good day.

What's wrong?

Let me check attendance then.

Ahmad Mohammad Wafeeq.

Hesham Sharif Hilmi.

Zeyad Mansour Mohammad.

Hussein Badr Al Zanati.

Good day, Daddy.

-Good day, my love.

-Good day.

What do you think of Habiba's hairdo?

It looks awful.

Why did you do this to yourself?

Take your sandwiches, dear.

What was that for, Sherif?

-Hello.

-Hello, Ms. Shahd.

I'm Hussein Al Sayyid,

the journalist who interviewed you.

Mr. Hussein, you opened Pandora's box!

See how the video went viral?

I saw nothing and I don't

want to see anything.

But Mansi watched it

and told me about it.

I have a question for you.

Would you describe Ameer Adel for me?

Yes.

No, professor. I don't know

who that woman is.

An employee sent it to me

this morning.

And since your name was mentioned,

I thought I'd ask you.

Where is the evidence, sir?

We have Dr. Ameer Adel

in the faculty of law in Cairo.

Where is the problem?

THE FIRST PHOTO OF THE PROFESSOR

ACCUSED OF DESTROYING THE WOMAN'S LIFE

Is something wrong, professor?

No, professor. It's nothing.

I'm sorry. I just wanted

to check with you.

No problem. Thank you.

-Excuse me.

-You're excused.

Didn't you see what she looked like?

Of course I did.

I was sitting right there.

Do you think she looked fine?

It doesn't matter what I think

as long as she likes it.

How dare you speak?

It was her birthday yesterday

and you didn't even tell her

"Happy Birthday".

Speak.

Perhaps you know you made a mistake,

but you're acting high and mighty.

I'm sorry.

Work and the case I'm working on

are making me incredibly irritable,

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I'm sorry.

I promise I'll finish work early today

and then take you both out.

And apologize to her, Sherif.

-All right.

-Don't humor me with that!

You must own up to your mistake.

All right.

I will.

You're not funny.

Four murders

and your genius intelligence betrays you

in each and every one of them.

And here's the fifth one.

m*rder? What are you talking about, sir?

Surely you have the wrong guy.

I'm no m*rder*r. The worst thing

I could do is spy on someone's phone,

hack a system,

steal money from a credit card,

-but I wouldn't commit m*rder.

-Ok, you're not a m*rder*r.

An accomplice to m*rder.

Sounds better?

I really don't know

what you're talking about.

Who is your accomplice, man?

I'll tell you.

It's true was there

and I turned off the camera,

but I don't know who this is.

I'll explain this to you.

I get most of my work from what's called

the Dark Web, if you've heard of it.

You could say they're websites

for unlawful business,

where things are done

with hidden identities.

You got the account number

that wired you the money?

Yes, sir.

Give it to me.

What is it?

Yaser.

Yaser, please understand.

I'm in deep trouble.

Yes, the head of the faculty

at the university talked to me

and asked me

whether I was involved or not.

I want you to stand your ground.

If anyone asks you about this,

say that you don't know her.

What do you mean by that?

More people are going to ask about this?

Just in case.

Let's hope nothing of the sort happens.

Don't worry, Ameer.

Take care, Yaser.

I got into character, imitating you,

and tried to remember some of the things

you say to your patients

and convinced the woman

not to slit her wrist.

We saved her, thankfully.

That's great, Abeer.

Your time with me helped you

save someone's life.

Watch out, lest I set you aside

and take your place.

You know, doctor?

She's a very poor woman.

You get the impression

she's broken inside.

Broken?

Yes, I told you I'll set you aside soon.

Just wait and see.

Please help her out, doctor.

What can I do to help her?

You said she's fine now.

I mean, talk to her, hear from her,

find out what her problem is

for I'm confident that you will

be able to solve it with God's help.

All right, Abeer.

Make an appointment with her

and we'll talk.

Ok.

In the name of God.

Hello. Yes, that's me.

I'm on my way.

What is it?

-Habiba is unwell. I must go to her.

-I'll come with you.

-No need.

-All right.

Food shouldn't be wasted.

Reassure me, is she okay?

Don't worry, it's nothing.

She seems to be getting it

for the first time,

that's why seeing the blood scared her.

But that's normal.

Her nervousness combined

with the pain made her pass out.

Are you talking about

Get closer to her.

She's no longer a kid.

If she knew about the changes

in her body, she wouldn't be scared.

You're right.

Thanks a lot.

I'll get her some medicine.

My heart fell out of my chest

when I heard you were unwell.

Only seeing you made me feel better.

I didn't know I loved you this much.

Hor, does that make me ill?

No, dear.

No.

I'll explain this to you.

How's it going?

You have a subpoena.

We're getting close, aren't we?

No. The other woman's nose

is as small as a buckthorn.

-Make it smaller.

-As small as a buckthorn?

Yes.

I think this looks good.

No. Her eyebrows

are a little more curved.

All right.

You couldn't spot her in any

of the surveillance footage?

I couldn't. There are no cameras

in that neighborhood anyway.

-Are you positive it's her?

-Yes, I'm positive.

I contacted Hadeer's family and they

said she's been missing for years.

Sherif.

Hor.

I went to your office,

they told me you were here.

-Did something happen?

-I came to talk to you about Habiba.

What did she do?

That's her, sir!

Who do you mean?

This is Zekra, Hadeer's relative.

Yes. That's her.

She came to the house

with another woman called Asala.

Are you talking about me?

I can tell you're busy.

I'll wait for you in the office.

-Excuse me.

-You're excused.

Pardon me, sir. I swear to God

I don't know what this is about.

I swear to God

she looks almost the same,

you know, with her body shape,

style and everything about her,

except for the hair.

A lot of people look alike, indeed.

A lot of people look alike.

I don't know.

Please hear me out.

You're always stubborn

and you do whatever you want.

All right. I'm sorry, darling.

That wasn't my intention.

A subpoena?

Is this how you figure things out?

If only you'd listen to me

and do as I say just for once!

We'll both end up dealing with

the consequences, and not just you!

You're absolutely right,

and I promise you

this would never happen again.

I have somewhere to be,

I won't be long.

I'll come back with Yaser

and we'll solve this problem.

Please stop worrying.

What's wrong, honey?

You're spaced out and you haven't

said a word since we left the station.

I'm not spaced out, dear.

But you, on the other hand,

are you okay?

You don't look fine.

This case is obviously taking

its toll on you and troubling you.

They are awfully strange murders,

and the only thing connecting them

is a woman.