02x25 - Episode 25

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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 25

Listen here, Khouloud.
Once upon a time. There was

-a beautiful country called...
-Called Lebanon! I get it!

I know it by heart!

-Have I told you that one before?
-Like 200 times, Dad.

Fine. I'll tell you a new one.
Almost 40 years ago by the Borj square

and the corner of the Azaryah,
there was a man with a lemon stand.

His lemonades were so good that I can
taste them now. One day I'll take you.

Does he still exist?

Yes, of course.
A great man in his forties.

Forty years ago, he was in his forties!

Absolutely! Last week
I went there by tramway.

You went by what?

-Tramway.
-What's that?

Tramway as in train.

-Do we have trains in Lebanon?
-Oh, honey.

We have everything in Lebanon.

That's why it's called
Switzerland of the east.

We have tourists, night life,
clubs, places to go out.

We have singers and artists.

We have cinemas and theatres.
We have the Piccadilly theatre.

We have Saroulla cinema,
the Austral, Versailles Theater.

We have the Metropol, the Capitol
and the Rivoli.

We have the Grand Theatre and the Crystal.

We have the Farouk Theatre
and Scheherazade cinema.

Scheherazade cinema, the one I took you
to watch the Al-Sabooha movie.

-Who's Al-Sabooha?
-Al-Shahroora, Sabah, the singer.

But, Dad, I wasn't even born yet
when she was acting!

What, why? When were you born?

-Morning, Khouloud.
-Morning, Nadia. Come on in.

-What were you saying, Dad?
-I was asking, when were you born?

I don't know. Probably, 2012.

2012? What year is it now?

Here are the beans.

Why dressed so lightly, Sariah?
It's winter already.

It's not really cold. I'm hot.

God! The eggs are delicious.

You were generous with the butter, I see.

-They're really good.
-I made them with love.

Who is it?

-Evening.
-Hello.

-Is Lamees Najam here?
-I'm Lamees.

Can you sign here, please?

-What is this?
-Divorce documents.

What happened! Have you lost your mind!
You divorced the girl!

What did you expect me to do, auntie!

The girl has been through a lot.

You should've been there for her,
not divorce her! Stop and listen!

Auntie, she wanted it! She asked for this!

She didn't want this.
Lamees fought the world for him.

He couldn't be there for her
when she needed him.

Now you understand
why we never liked him? He's a child.

Instead of being there for you,
he sold you out for nothing.

Someone must've filled his head with this!
This couldn't have been his idea.

-It must be Hanane?
-Of course, it is!

Who else? That snake must've filled
his head with this.

By all means, keep arguing...

instead of consoling the girl.
Go, go talk to the girl and console her.

I need someone to console me.
You talk to her.

Hey! We can't let a strange man
go into the girl's bedroom.

-Is he her father or something?
-As if. I'm her father.

Go in already.

Get over here.

What's up, Mr. Aziz? You wanna go
into her bedroom to console her?

I love your jealousy.

I missed you. I couldn't wait,
I wanted to get rid of him.

I missed you a lot.

I love you.
I wanna have so many kids with you.

That won't happen, love.
Firstly, because I don't like kids.

And secondly, it's too late for me.

Shut up, Coco.

Come on, sweetie. You're my favorite.

Good job, Coco.

I knew I wouldn't find
any trace of g*n powder.

You... coward.

This phone has his number. You have a g*n.
You have till three o'clock.

Hello?

Hello?

I need to see you urgently.

-Hello?
-Hello, Mrs. Thouraya.

This is Shafik Khayat.
We don't know each other.

I know where your brother is.

-Where?
-It can't be explained over the phone.

I'll send you my location.
I'll be waiting for you.

After everything I taught you,
you're still a fool.

You really think she's gonna k*ll him?

She won't k*ll him,
and she won't call you.

You think so?

How sad!

You had the chance to get even with her.

This is the second chance
you've wasted, you moron.

Third time is a charm.

What do you want, Reem?

That's the urgent matter you came for?

You came to sh**t me?

Go ahead, sh**t.

What are you waiting for?

Here, I'll turn around.

Take that chance and sh**t me.

It's a one-time chance. sh**t me.

What are you waiting for?

Don't hold your breath.

-She won't k*ll him.
-I know.

I don't want her to.

Because if she does,
I'll have to forgive her. I promised her.

And you know me, I keep my promises.

-My word is solid.
-What's going on in your mind?

What are you up to?

-It's three o'clock.
-Yeah, so?

I get to do what I've been
planning for, for the past two weeks.

Without feeling sorry for her.

Without feeling guilty in the slightest.

I did as you asked.

She got the divorce papers.

Excellent, Rasheed. I knew you did.

You think it's a good move?

Of course. I told you,
we have to be strong.

Lamees needed a wake-up call.
Divorce is exactly that.

A woman who doesn't appreciate her man
has to be taught a lesson.

But since you love her, don't worry.
I'll get her back to you.

I'll take care of it.
You can rely on me. I can handle it.

Let me go up and check on her.

We'll talk later.

You heard of what happened?

Yes, I did.

Instead of trying to fix it,
he divorced me.

Because he's an idiot.

Look, sweetie.
A man who doesn't appreciate his wife

has to be taught a lesson.
Losing him is a blessing.

Believe me,
men are a dime a dozen out there.

You just take your pick.

And honestly, this news didn't upset me.

It made me happy. He doesn't deserve you.

You have nothing to say?

Please say something.

Anything.

I could've gotten rid of you
so many times, but I never could.

You ruined my life
and you're still doing it.

And there's nothing I can do.
Know why? 'Cause I'm a fool.

An idiot and a fool. Dense in the head.

Where are you going? I'm talking to you.

Tell me, where are you going?

You want her to k*ll you
as she k*lled Omar?

This is a good friend's place.
We'll stay here.

Better than my place. I don't want anyone
to know where you are.

I set up a room for you.

You can go up and rest now.
I told them to bring your stuff up.

Lamees, sweetie. What did we agree on?

We need to stay strong.

Hang in there.

You're gonna forget all about Rasheed.

Let's think of the future.

Excellent.

Great job, Lamosa.

Let's go.

Go up to your room.

Go get some rest.

No more crying.

Come in, Waleed.

Leave them. I'll take them up.

Listen carefully.
Keep your eyes wide open.

That girl is not to step foot
out of the house or the yard.

Sure thing, ma'am. No worries.

I am at the house. Where are you?

I was stuck in traffic, but...

I'm here.

Welcome to the house, Ms. Sahar.

Mrs. Thouraya, thank you for coming.
I am Shafik Khayat.

So, you've said over the phone.
Where's my brother?

So fast! Have a seat, let's have a cup...

I don't want coffee.
My brother has been gone for three weeks.

-Where's Amir?
-It's not that simple. Have a seat.

We need to talk.

Where's my brother?

I understand you're worried
for your brother.

But before I tell you,
I have one condition.

-What is it?
-Whatever I say here

doesn't leave this room.
It stays between us.

And it never gets to the police.

I know you've filed a report
regarding your brother's disappearance.

-I don't understand, why?
-I'm used to getting even my way.

And as it so happens, your brother's
revenge is entangled with mine.

You either accept my condition,

or let the investigation run its course,
as slow as it may be.

But I think you can't take this anymore.

Waiting is painful.

Sometimes awful news
is better than no news at all.

-Am I wrong?
-Is there bad news about Amir?

I'm speaking generally.
I can't say any more before we agree.

Shake on it?

Mrs. Thouraya,

if we do this, there's no backing out.

I am Shafik Khayat.
Ask around about me if you wish.

It's your call.

You either agree,
or it was nice knowing you.

Where's my brother?

You waited for three weeks,
you can wait a little longer.

Mr. Shafik, I don't like
beating around the bush.

Neither do I. But before I tell you,
there are a few things you need to know.

Do you get me? Hear me out.

Almost two weeks ago, I met this woman.

I felt suspicious towards her,
so, I dug around.

She turned out to be
your brother's ex-wife.

Sahar?

She disappeared two weeks ago.
I went to her place but couldn't find her.

I know, ma'am.

The men I have watching her place

saw you there more than once these days.

That's how I found you.

I did some research and found out
about you and the charges you pressed.

For God's sake, get to the point.
I can't take this anymore.

Where's my brother?

THE AMIR OF MY LIFE

I'm broken, brother.

Broken.

-Is something wrong with you?
-Why?

Is your brain...
I've told you so many times

I don't want this here. Are you trying
to drive out my customers?

Hello dollars!

Throw it up.

Let's go. Let's play.

-Mom, give me more seeds. I'm all out.
-Here you go, darling.

Enjoy it, sweetie.

How could Rasheed divorce Lamees?

Who would do such a thing
without getting back to anyone?

Do not mention Rasheed to me right now.

I'm fed up. Should I worry about Rasheed
or his wife or his daughter

or about Abdallah who keeps getting worse?

You're preaching to the choir.

Better keep it in 'cause if I talk,
I'll cause a scene.

What happened?

After all this wait, he's getting
with a widow who has three kids.

I get your concern
about the three kids thing.

But what's wrong with being a widow?

-Poor girl.
-You said it. Poor.

We have enough of that.

You know, Nadia and her entourage

-have been gossiping a lot.
-About whom?

About Amal and your son Mahmoud.

They're saying something
is going on between them.

They're talking about Abdallah as well,

-saying he is...
-It's 'cause Abdallah

throws a wedding every couple of days
and invites everyone.

Mom, give me some more.
They're really good.

-Go ahead, sweetie.
-Watch out for all that salt.

Well, you two keep
stuffing your faces with them.

God, you're so cheeky!

Someone go get it, fast.

Go, go.

Here you go, Madam Ramona.
Soon I'll visit you at the night club.

-Something wrong, Amin?
-Nothing at all, love.

Keep your eyes here, man.
Look at me. Stop looking at...

Let him go.

You really did a number on the man,
Madam Ramona.

Get out of here, you pig!

Come on, go!

-I'll show you!
-Enough.

-Are you okay?
-Yes.

-Any pain?
-No, not at all.

Why did you do that? Why did you hit him...

Next time he comes near you,
I'll k*ll him, not just hit him.

When did you become this violent?

Let me, Um Mahmoud.

No, honey, I'll take care of my son.
You go take care of your kids.

-I have to go anyway. I have work.
-God bless you. Close the door after you.

-God damn him! What did he do to you?
-Why did you talk to her like that?

Let me clean your wounds.

Mom, you heard me.
Why did you take to her like that?

Okay.

You're shouting at me?

You're shouting at your mom about her?
What did I say?

I didn't say anything. Look, Mahmoud,

I've been trying to accept this,
but I can't.

What can't you accept?

To cut it short,
if you're feeling anything towards Amal,

I'm telling you right now,
she's not right for you.

-Why not?
-She has three kids. Three!

And if you get another one,
you'll have four.

Can you afford having four kids?

God bless you, son.

I have nothing against the girl.
I love her.

Don't get close for God's sake.

We have enough on our plate.
We can't afford more poverty and misery.

Give me your hand, honey.

God damn him.
Why did you have to get involved?

When were you ever this violent?
And for whom?

Is she worth all of this?

What a beauty!

How elegant. No one could tell
you just came out of a fight.

Are you trying to belittle me, Sarsoura?
I can take on 100 men like Mahmoud.

No doubt. What was the fight over?

-It was...
-Amin, no kissing and no touching either.

Who would want you? Check out my perfume.

It's okay. Go ahead, leave.

Abu Elzoz?

-Why aren't you dressed yet?
-My stomach hurts and I'm nauseous.

-What a wuss!
-You go and have fun. I'll get some rest.

Okay.

-Do you need anything, my love Sarsoura?
-No, thank you. Have fun.

I'll change and go spend the night
at Um Mahmoud's. She's all alone.

Poor woman.

If you feel better, Abu Elzoz, join me.

Will do.

Azoz, Aziz, My Aziz.

I missed you. Come.

This bed is busted.
Let's use the other one.

Take this bag.

-Harder.
-Here you go, boss.

Thank you. Get out of here.

Hold this.

How many times
do I have to tell you to rub harder!

God, you're dense!

Mr. Karam, please understand.
I'm tired, I can't come in today.

Have Dalal cover for me today.

Tomorrow I'll...

How many times have I said
to stay away from the jerrycans!

Go away!

Our neighbor is the best

Hidden in her...

Hear me well, my sweet Ramona.

I swear to you,

I'll make you woe the day
you were ever born.

You'll become nothing.

Our neighbor is the best

Hidden in her nest

My heart loved you...

How long does the pill take
to knock her out?

Around half an hour.

Cheers.

How's my little one?

I saw the lights on,
and I knew you were still up.

I thought we could have a drink together.

-I don't drink.
-One glass won't hurt.

It'll relax you a bit.

-It burns.
-It's normal because it's your first time.

That's why you have to drink
it all in one shot.

All of it.

Bless you.

Did you patch things up with your mom?

I needed some time
to process what happened.

And when I was ready,
I called her but she didn't answer.

That was two weeks ago.

But honestly, I understand.

I was harsh with her
the last time we spoke.

No, sweetie, you weren't harsh
with her. I understand.

She told me what happened.

I would've done the same,
had I been in your shoes.

I really can't see you
suffering like this.

You're suffering a lot.
You're the victim in all of this.

You were born a victim and you still are.

You know I was
the first person to ever hold you.

-Really?
-Yes. I helped deliver you.

-You two go way back.
-Yes.

I've known her way before you were born.

So, you know the entire story.

Not just know it.
I've lived every second of it.

Then tell me why
I was raised away from her?

How did I get to Sariah and Amin?
Do you know who my father is?

No, I don't know who your father is.

And neither does your mother.

How couldn't she know?

Come on, Lamees,
why are you asking about such details?

I'm begging you to tell me. I wanna know.

Trust me, sometimes it's better
not to know the truth.

Please, tell me.

When your mom got pregnant with you,
she was 14 years old.

She worked...

as a prost*tute.

She got knocked up
but didn't know by whom.

Please, continue.

She didn't want you at first.

She wanted to get rid of you.

But I couldn't.

I loved you since I first saw you
and held you.

I took you to my brother to raise you.

Amin is your brother?

Yes, honey, my brother.

So, we raised you up.

We raised you up
to become this beautiful...

smart girl.

She didn't want you to know
she's your mother

so she wouldn't have to deal
with the responsibility.

That's why she felt sorry for you
and started giving you money.

She has always been irresponsible.

She ran away from it.

Please, don't cry.

I don't wanna regret
telling you all of that.

Got to sleep, sweetie

And I'll cook you a pigeon

Don't worry, pigeons

We're lying to the sweet girl to sleep

Mr. Karam.

Hello, dear Amin.
How do you like the night?

It's great, but...

-I want... My love.
-Do tell.

I wanted to ask
about the lovely Ramona. Where is she?

You liked her, you dog!

She took the day off. She's tired.

-How much does she charge?
-She's lovely but you can't have her.

Don't even try it, she doesn't go
with anyone. Take what's available, Amin.

-Playing hard to get?
-Yes.

My man.

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

I had to fall to rise again

And if you think I'm unjust

It's better than being wronged

Can you forgive me?

Wronged

Check mate.

Excellent.

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