01x26 - Episode 26

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Give me your stuff.

Be careful, somebody might see you.
Come, cross towards me.

EPISODE 26

They asked me

You know what?

They asked me about you, my darling
Is it possible that I'm falling in love?

-Hello, ma'am. Hello.
-Who are you? How did you get in here?

Excuse me, please.
I know I'm disrupting your work.

What do you want?

-Are you Mrs. Randa?
-Yes, I am Mrs. Randa.

-I was sent by your sister Mona.
-My sister Mona?

Please, come in, my son. Excuse me.
I'm just cleaning the house...

-No, never mind.
-Please, come in.

-I have something I must give you.
-What is it?

-Hi, guys.
-Welcome. Leave the car and walk in.

No, this car means more to me
than my wife. No one gets to touch it.

If you don't leave it, you can't go in.

All right.

Please take care of it.

Hello, ma'am. His father-in-law
has just arrived, he left his car with me.

-Perfect. Proceed as instructed.
-As you wish, ma'am.

I don't want any mistakes.
You hear me? No mistakes.

-God bless you.
-Thank you, sir.

-Talk to me.
-Everything's good.

-So, this is audio-visual?
-Audio-visual.

Great.

-Thank you. Go pay him outside.
-Please come with me.

What is your business precisely?

What do you mean, what is my business?

I mean, since the situation with Fawaz,

I've had 100 questions
going around my head.

Men, g*ns, threats, kidnapping.

And now, surveillance equipment.

What is all this?

It's a long story.
We'll talk about it later.

But I want you to be assured

that I treat good people good
and bad people bad.

A good person can't be a thug as well.
It's either one or the other.

So which one are you?

I'm a goodhearted criminal.
A good man who decided to be a criminal,

because circumstances
compelled me to do so.

Being a good man
doesn't get you the good things in life.

And if I wanted to be good, I'd be
crushed under the stampede for my trouble.

Listen to me, Amine,

if you took the girl, you must
take into account that I will not...

Take it easy! Why would I take the girl?
What would I get out of it?

Remember that I married her
off to you willingly.

The hospital bill was paid

and she was formally
discharged from the hospital.

That means
the girl didn't run away on her own.

Someone paid the bill?

-Who paid it?
-It was you, of course.

This has your fingerprints all over it.
I'm positive.

You want to sell her to me all over again.

-I swear, I have nothing to do with this.
-Then who helped her escape?

Apart from you and me,
who knew that she was in that hospital?

Listen, Amine.

If Lamees doesn't come back to my house,
I will make you pay a heavy price.

And every penny you took from me?

You'll pay it all back,
whether you like it or not.

-Now, get the hell out of my sight!
-Sure.

-You treat my car right, man?
-You bet.

-Thank you.
-Is it for sale?

I'd sell my wife before I'd sell this car.

-Enjoy owning it.
-Thank you.

Randa, Randa. Sis. Randa.

Where is she? Do you think
they took her to the hospital?

Don't bother searching.
Your sister's not here.

-I don't understand.
-Sit down, I'll explain.

-What do you mean?
-Sit down, darling Mona. Sit!

You're giving me a hard time nowadays.
The thing is my patience has limits.

What's happening, Mrs. Sahar?

You overheard a conversation between
Reem and I that you shouldn't have.

-I didn't hear anything.
-But you did. Of course you did, Mona.

But I congratulate you
for pretending not to have heard anything.

I want you to keep on pretending.

Your sister is with... someone.

But don't worry, he's looking after her.
And this person, if I give him a call,

and I will if you open your mouth,
he'll k*ll her.

If you want your sister to stay alive,
you'll have to keep your mouth shut.

Listen to me carefully.
I'm a good seamstress.

I can sew your mouth shut,
one stitch at a time.

One stitch at a time, Mona.
Do you understand?

But don't worry, it will only take
two weeks and then it'll all be over.

-So, what's it going to be?
-Whatever you want, Mrs. Sahar.

My sister's well-being
is all that matters!

Bravo, Mona.

Now we can go home.

Before we go back, ma'am,
can I hear her voice? Can I talk to her?

Of course, it would be my pleasure.
People should stick together.

In the end, sisters only have each other.

I'll do whatever you want,
because I want you to be happy.

I'll let you talk to her
over a video call.

Welcome, ma'am. Welcome. Excuse me.
I had a headache, so I thought...

-Sit down, Jaber.
-As you wish, of course.

Is something the matter, ma'am?

I wanted to know how your wife is doing.

Good. I'm getting her
out of the hospital tomorrow.

Thank God.

-Is all this for me, ma'am?
-All yours.

This is your wedding gift?

Really, I don't know
how to thank you for your generosity.

Guess again, Jaber.

This is in exchange
for you divorcing Lamees.

Divorcing Lamees? Beg your pardon, ma'am?
I only got married yesterday.

-Why would I divorce her?
-Because that's what I want.

And what she wants too.

So, then it was you
who got her out of the hospital, ma'am?

She's not at the hospital?

You just told me that tomorrow
you were getting her out of there.

No, you have to decide, Jaber.

You can't keep changing your story.

Listen to me carefully.

Open your ears wide.

The girl tried to k*ll herself
because of you.

And I can't abide that.

She doesn't want you. It's that simple.

So, take the money
and nothing bad will happen.

What you are asking, ma'am, isn't logical.
She's my wife.

So, you're saying she's your wife, right?

Would like her to become your widow?
Would you prefer that?

I'll divorce her. It's a done deal, ma'am.

Good boy.

You have to go to the Sheikh first.

Once the divorce papers are in my hand,
you'll get the cash and more.

I always deliver on my promises.

But if you try any funny business, Jaber...

you'll only cost me a b*llet
instead of all that money.

Understood. Of course, ma'am.

Get dressed.
The guys are waiting for you.

You got it. As you wish, ma'am.

Faster.

First, I want to thank you for
your quick response to my invitation.

We've been close neighbors for many years.

-That's true
-Yes, it's true.

Mrs. Loulou, your debt is 66,000.

As a gift from me,
I'd like to deduct 16,000.

As for the remaining 50,000,
you can pay me it in installments.

-Thank you.
-Deal?

-God bless you, Abdallah.
-Thank you.

Nada, your debt is 34,000.
I want you to forget all about it.

Your parents have passed on,
so let this be a prayer for their souls.

God bless you.

We don't take anything with us
when we die. My parents are also dead.

Would you cancel my debt
like you cancelled hers?

Of course your parents died,
having to deal with a daughter like you!

Anyway, your debt is 72,000.
I'll deduct 22,000.

And you'll pay me the remaining 50,000
over two months. Deal?

Really, are you serious?

-Swear that you're telling the truth!
-I swear, Auntie. I swear.

I'm not kidding. The divorce papers
are in my hand and Lamees is here.

I'll put you on speaker.

-Lamees?
-Yes, Auntie.

Oh, my darling, how are you?

-I'm fine. Don't worry about me.
-Rasheed.

-Tell me, darling, where are you now?
-That I can't tell you, Auntie.

Reem asked us not to tell anybody.

-Am I some stranger?
-I can't tell anyone.

Especially not you, because
Sariah and Amine will suspect you.

All right.

All right, darling, look after yourself.
And... enjoy!

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

Abdallah will be so happy!

-What is this?
-I bought it for you.

Thank you.

Give me your old phone.
I'll transfer the SIM card.

And you take care of
making yourself beautiful.

Don't think that I want
to buy you off with a gift.

The thing is,
Hadi bought a new phone for Reem,

so I wanted you to have one too.

I apologize for what I said yesterday.
I didn't mean it, really.

How about we stop thinking about
what happened yesterday? Let's forget it.

That's all I want.

I'll go before you. Don't be late.

-How are you, fellas?
-Welcome, Mr. Omar.

Is something the matter?

There was an attempt to burgle
the villa a few days ago,

so Mr. Hadi brought us in
to beef up security.

-Ah, yes, I was told. God bless you.
-Thank you.

Hi, Hadi. Plenty of security guys tonight.

Tell me,
did anything show up on the cameras?

Nothing. He was wearing a mask.

-There's nothing we can do.
-Please come in.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing. I think I slept funny last night.

Please, come in. It's cold out here.

-Come on.
-Okay.

-So, Mona, is everything ready?
-Yes, ma'am, it's all ready.

-What's the matter?
-Nothing, I'm fine.

You're crying.
What's going on? What's wrong?

-I'm worried about my sister.
-You just said she's okay.

Yes, but I'm worried
because she lives alone.

-Who knows what might happen to her?
-Please calm down.

-Do you need any help, Mom?
-No, everything is ready.

-What's with her?
-She's worried about her sister.

Mona, darling,
we went to check on your sister together.

She's fine.

But if you're still worried about her,

then we can go tomorrow, you and I,
and check on her. What do you think?

Oh, darling, you are so sweet.

You know, Mom,
Mona is one of us. I love her.

Go look after the guests
and I'll stay with her for a while.

All right.

Siham.

Stop acting out.

Listen to me carefully.

Your sister will be comfortable
as long as you keep your mouth shut.

But if you breathe even one word of this,

you know
what's going to happen to you, right?

I swear to you, I won't say anything.

Stop crying, Mona.
I hate to see your tears, my darling.

Let's go help Mother Najah.
Come on, darling.

Get back to work.

Oh, my God...

It's time to set you free, Jaber,
so everyone else can be free from you.

I made you some grape leaves.
I hope you enjoy them.

Thank you.

I thought you'd be married
by the time I came back,

or at least have a fiancée by your side.

But I came back to find you
just how I left you.

When are you going to get married,
my son, and start a family?

Family is good.

Your friends are married.
Why don't you do the same?

In life, these things
are a matter of luck, as you know,

and I'm still waiting for my bride.

Men don't wait for a bride.
They go find one.

Let him be, Mom.
He has enough to worry about.

Why, what's wrong with him?

He is in love with someone,
but there's a problem.

What's the problem
if they're both in love with each other?

-She's married.
-What?

Why would you fall in love
with a married woman?

I wish we could all be with the people
we love, but love isn't like that.

Sometimes, we fall in love
with the wrong person,

at the wrong time, against our will.

We try to move on and live without them,
but we can't. Love is like that.

No, my son, that's not love.
That's a lack of manners.

How could a lady have a relationship with
another man while she's still married?

Life is different these days, Mom.
Betrayal's the norm now.

How is that normal?

There's no honor, no morals,
no values nowadays.

In fact, women are doing most of
the betraying now rather than men.

But my relationship with this woman,

I don't consider it a betrayal
of her husband,

but a betrayal of myself.
Do you know why?

Because we've loved each other
since we were little.

And we agreed that she'd leave her husband
and come back to me, but...

she didn't come back.
She broke her promise to me.

Excuse me, son.
You can't trust a woman like that at all.

This woman has no honor.

We can't judge things like this, Mom.

Nobody knows the circumstances
this woman is in.

Whatever they are,
they don't justify mistakes like that.

We always have other options in life,
new chances.

Those other options
aren't always available.

Sometimes the mistake is the only option.

You're defending her too?

If she wants to defend her, that's normal.
It's because she's a woman.

I'm not defending her
because she's a woman,

but because she is a human being.

And by nature,
human beings make mistakes.

Maybe this woman ended up falling in love
with her husband and she repented.

Doesn't she have
the right to fix her mistake?

We all make mistakes in life.

What matters is to admit those mistakes.

And the most important thing
is to forgive.

We all make mistakes, that's true.
But not all of us can forgive.

That's why I don't think this woman
can continue her life with her husband.

Even if she repented
and tried to correct her mistake.

If her husband finds out
that she deceived him...

he won't forgive her.
And he won't have mercy on her.

He might forgive her.

If I were in his place,
I would reconsider.

Please, son,
why are you talking like that?

I said "if."

But I have Reem.

So, I know what I have.

Don't you think?

I had to hide the money
in my late mother's mattress.

I didn't want to spoil the mattress.

-But that's the safest place.
-Really? Who hides money in a mattress?

Where should I hide it?
In my bosom or in your father's safe?

Have some respect.

Even if Jaber cuts my throat,
I'm not giving back a dime.

Not all the money is from him.
Half of it's from Sahar.

That money doesn't belong
to either of them.

It was earned
by the sweat of our brow.

Oh, God, what's going on?

-What is going on?
-As if we can handle any more disasters.

There's police, an ambulance,
and a lot of people outside.

It's bizarre.

-What do you think it is?
-I don't know.

Please, Officer, I want to see him.

I want to make sure
that he is my son-in-law.

I beg you, let me see him.

-What a tragedy! Jaber!
-Calm down.

You were such a man,
my son-in-law, my support in life.

Wake up! It's not like you
to be dead, Jaber! Wake up!

Calm yourself.

Where is my daughter?
You weasel, where is she?

Take your hands off her.

-What do I have to do with this?
-You're up to something, I know.

-Shut up. Stop this madness.
-Shut your mouth!

-I won't shut up.
-How did you kidnap the girl?

Where did you take the girl?
Take your hands off of me.

-Where did you take my daughter?
-We've nothing to do with your daughter.

You must ask yourself first.
You married her off to an old man.

And you neglected her.

-Listen to what she's saying!
-Don't talk like that, show some respect.

-Please, Hanane, calm down.
-I'll show respect for myself.

-I'll show you, Hanane.
-I will break your hand, Sariah!

-Calm down, Abdallah!
-Restrain your wife, Amine!

-Just calm down, all of you.
-Where are you hiding Rasheed like a rat?

-Take it easy, all of you.
-He kidnapped Lamees and he k*lled Jaber.

-Police! Officer, Officer.
-Stop your nonsense.

What's wrong with you?
Why are you all shouting?

Please, Officer,
the dead man was our son-in-law.

And these two people
are responsible for k*lling him.

I am accusing them. Her nephew kidnapped
my daughter, the deceased's bride.

She is accusing us of a crime
we have nothing to do with.

-m*rder and kidnapping!
-That's enough, from all of you!

Ma'am, the woman
who committed the m*rder

has already confessed
and we've arrested her.

Who is she? What's her name?
What does she look like?

-I can't give you that information.
-But you must.

The victim is my son-in-law,

and I have the right
to know who k*lled him.

Issam.

-Yes, Mr. Hadi?
-Did you plant the devices?

We did, in Mrs. Sahar's car
and in Mrs. Reem's.

-What about Omar's car?
-Over there.

-Talk to me.
-Everything went as planned, sir.

-Make it quick.
-Sure.

If you need anything, I'll be outside.

-Okay, thank you.
-You're welcome.

-What's all this?
-Mrs. Reem sent us dinner.

Dinner? This is enough for a whole week.

But look, there are clothes in these bags.

Really?

That's a lot of food.

-Guess what's in here.
-What?

-That's a hamburger.
-But I don't feel like eating.

-The best burger for the prettiest Lamees.
-I really don't want to eat.

You can't say that.
You have to eat, come on.

Open your mouth.

That's a good girl.

There's also fries.

By the way, what Mrs. Reem
is doing for us is so strange.

I used to think that she was very bad.
She looks so mean and heartless.

Reem, heartless?
What about the really heartless people?

Did you know that every time
she comes to our neighborhood,

she gives out money
to all the children there?

-I've never seen her in our neighborhood.
-She doesn't come a lot.

But when she comes,
the children hold a festival,

and they keep talking
about her for a week.

That's strange. The first time
she saw me, she was so rude to me.

She called me all the harsh
words she could think of.

She must have been upset.
But Reem has a heart of gold, believe me.

Come on, Lamees, you have to eat.
Stop trying to avoid it.

I swear, I'm not hungry.

-Finish your hamburger, please.
-I will, later.

-Do it for me.
-I want some fruit.

-We have to eat this. The chicken too.
-I want to see the clothes.

All right.

I don't understand
how you're staying so calm.

We now know for sure
that this man was in your wife's room.

And you're acting
as if nothing's happened.

Eating and drinking like it's all nothing.
Cool as a cucumber.

You should find a way
to send your mother to Syria...

and then we'll be able to act.

I told the guys.

Which guys?
I can't hold myself back anymore.

-You need to calm down.
-I won't, I can't calm down.

-Basil.
-I have to do something about it.

Basil, I'm telling you, we will.
I swear it. Just calm down.

I'll go have a chat with Sahar.

You need to come after that.

You can drink maté.

It's very beneficial
for high blood pressure and diabetes,

and I have them both.

Cheers, everybody.

Darling, if you please.

It seems we're out of table wine.

Would you please go down
to the cellar and bring us some more?

-At your service.
-The one I love.

Hadi, I will go into work
tomorrow morning, because...

Let's forget about tomorrow
morning and work. Cheers!

Cheers, although my cup is empty.

-Reem went down to fetch some wine.
-So, we're staying.

-To your health.
-Thank you.

Why are you over here alone?

It's nothing.

-What are you thinking about?
-Nothing important.

Do you want me to tell you
what I'm thinking about?

I'm thinking of you.

Yes, I am thinking of you.

Are you happy, in a good mood?

Why are you running away from me?

Isn't this what you wanted?
Why are you running away?

After what happened between us in Turkey,

I thought I'd be able to forget it,
get rid of it. But it's still with me.

I'm trying to get it off my mind,
but I can't.

I was avoiding you, but do you know why?
Because you're my brother's wife.

If you weren't,
I wouldn't have avoided you.

-Tell me.
-You two telling each other secrets?

Is something the matter, darling?

No.

You heard him yourself.

He won't forgive you.

When he finds out the truth
and exposes us, he won't forgive you.

He won't have mercy on you.

The life you're thinking
about living with him is an illusion.

A pipe dream.

He won't love you
when he sees the real you.

No one could love the real you
except for me.

What are you still doing here?
Didn't you say you were leaving?

Yes, I was about to leave, but I couldn't.

You think I'm not trying to forget you?

I want to stop thinking about you
and get you out of my head, but I can't.

I would die to stop this feeling,
but I can't.

The more I try to forget you,
the more I remember you.

The more I try not to love you,
the more I love you.

You know that we've belonged
to each other for a long time.

Wejdan belongs to Omar...
and Omar belongs to Wejdan, right?