02x02 - Fancy Purple

[bunniefuu]

[thoughtful music fading in]

[inaudible]

[Sarah] It's strange how someone's life
can turn upside down

from one day to the next.

And you go from being someone
that no one sees or takes notice of

to being someone in the spotlight.

And all eyes are on you.

I wish it were me.
We could have shot a video for TikTok!

[indistinct chatter]

Your hair is so amazing...

That is the effect of social media.

[inaudible dialogue]

But it can all vanish
in the blink of an eye.

I found this out later.

But by then, it was too late.

[music fades out]

[school bell rings]

[PA] Good morning, girls.

After the student strike
that took place last week,

Ms. Farida would like you to know
that your voices matter to us.

Therefore, we have decided
to establish a student council

to give you the opportunity
to make your voices heard

and to express your views through students
that you will elect to represent you.

{\an8}STUDENT COUNCIL ELECTIONS

-Good luck, everybody.
-[PA beeps]

[chattering excitedly]

All right, girls. Settle down now. Sh!

Um, miss? I think that Nadeen
should run for election,

seeing as she's the one
who started all of this.

[Tasneem] No, I don't think so...
Why does that matter?!

She might've been the one who started
the strike, but she didn't have any plan!

So I don't think
she's the right person to be a leader.

Or maybe Sarah should run
for student council?

-[Tasneem scoffs]
-After all, she is famous now.

[scoffs] Yeah, right!
Just because she got famous by chance,

doesn't mean she should
speak for us all, does it?

Plus, you know... Sarah's only good
at speaking from behind a phone.

It's her only strength. Right, Sarah?

Uh...

Hiba was saying that we need a real leader

who has a clear plan
and isn't afraid of speaking her mind,

who can deliver what we all want.

And who might that be, Tasneem?
You, is it?

Thank you, Nadeen.
I always knew you were brainy.

You're right. I...

-[Farah] Oh, that's so great!
...will nominate myself.

-That figures.
-Let's hear it for Tasneem!

-You!
-[girls whooping]

[girls stamping]

[chanting] Tasneem! Tasneem!
Tasneem! Tasneem!

-Tasneem! Tasneem! Tasneem! Tasneem!...
-Silence!

Enough chat and nonsense.

We are now going to begin our lesson.

Open your books to page 26. Come on.

[Hiba] What's up with her?

But, miss,
you've missed a whole chapter out.

-[girls sniggering]
-[Ms. Abeer] Oh...

Uh, that unit is not included
in our syllabus this term.

[girls muttering]

-[Ms. Abeer] Sh!
-[girl] Oh my God.

LESSON THREE
HUMAN REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM

[Ms. Abeer] Today's lesson
is about the types of heredity.

-[school bell rings]
-[ambient music playing]

-...really, Sarah!
-[Sarah] Thanks.

Yes, it does. It looks so good.
It really suits you.

[girl 1] Brings out your eyes.

Basically, I am... going to be
the campaign manager for Tasneem!

-Really? Wow!
-Ah, nice!

Well, like... she is my cousin.

-I know!
-[girl 1] You've told us a thousand times.

-We know that Tasneem's your cousin.
-[music fades out]

[scoffs] You are kidding me, aren't you?

Oh, come on, you're not interested
in all this election nonsense!

We already don't have much time with this
silly school project from Ms. Farida.

These elections are the last thing
we need to be thinking about.

Hiba, these things are important

when you apply to
a prestigious university like Cambridge.

You should think ahead.

And I want to show everyone
who's in charge around here.

You're right about that.

And what about the Queen of Dorks,

who became Miss Popular
all of a sudden? [chuckles]

Have you seen how many followers
she has on social media?

Why do you care? [chuckles]

[ambient music playing]

[Hiba sighs]

-[Sarah] It's really good.
-Yeah, okay. See you, then.

-Bye.
-Bye-bye.

[Sarah sighs]

-Let's go.
-[sighs]

[music fades out]

-Should you be doing that?
-[gasps] Ow!

-You deserved that.
-[sighs]

-What were you doing in there?
-Nothing.

Really, Sarah? But I saw you do it.

[sighs] Okay!

I was checking my notifications.

Sarah, are you crazy?
If you get caught, you'll be in trouble.

What do you mean? You're the one
who refused to give up your phone.

You know that is not the same, Sarah.
The reason I didn't give in my phone

was because I was making a stand
for everyone in the group

to show Ms. Farida.

But what you're doing
is just being plain sneaky.

-Just stop acting like you're my mother.
-[scoffs]

It's ridiculous that you're turning into
one of those obsessed people

that you and I always used to laugh about.

You did.

You're the one who used to
laugh at them, Nadeen. Bullshit.

[tense music playing]

Oh yeah? 'Cause I'm a hater
who judges all of them?

Oh, wait there. How did you put it?

-I think it was "Miss Critical."
-Sorry?

In your video.

I saw it.

Nadeen, what do you mean?
It's only a video. Don't be paranoid.

[music intensifies]

[door opens, shuts]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[girl 1] So, Sarah, how did you come up
with the idea for your TikTok video?

-[Sarah] I don't know. It was just...
-[girl 2] I loved it!

-[Sarah] Thank you.
-[girl 2] Such a vibe.

-[girl 3] I wanna do a video with Sarah.
-[Tasneem] Okay, let me see.

[Rand] Okay.

-Hi, Sarah!
-[gasps] Hi!

Actually, I saw your video,

and I have to say,
I never thought you would do that.

-Really? So you liked it?
-I thought it was brilliant.

Why don't we make
a video together some time?

Yes! I have loads of ideas.
Maybe we can start after class?

Actually, I have practice today. I can't.

But, uh, why don't you do an audition...

-[Farah] Come on, check this out, girls!
-...or a musical performance?

-[Farah] Check this out!
-[all gasp]

-[Farah] Oh my God!
-Oh. My. God!

[raunchy blues music playing]

Ah!

-[Hiba] Who. Is. He?
-[Tasneem] Oh. My. God!

Where's he going?

Wow!

He's coming in here!
I think I'm gonna faint!

-[chatting excitedly]
-[girl 4] How do I look?

Oh my God. He's here.

[music fades out]

Is this class 11-A?

Uh-huh. This is class 11-A.
And who's asking?

I'll be your PE teacher this term.
My name's Coach Firas.

In today's class, I'll split you
into two groups to test your fitness.

I guess I won't be skipping
any PE classes this term!

Mister... I, uh... Teacher Firas...
um, I have a question.

Call me Coach. Coach Firas.
What do you want to know?

[gasping] Okay... coach...
Um, how old are you, coach?

I'm 26 years old.

-Mister! Oh, uh, Coach Firas.
-Only 26? He's so young!

What's your specialist area?

I have a degree in PE
and a master's in sports psychology.

Wow! You're so young for so many degrees.

Well, I guess you don't waste any time.
But, uh... where did you study, coach?

I tell you what, why don't we all go to
the cafeteria and get to know each other?

-Are you serious?
-Serious? Of course, I'm not!

We're here to practice,
not to mess around!

Come on, stand behind the line.

-[Hiba] What a stud!
-[both laugh]

-What a snack!
-Uh-huh!

-A snack you can't have!
-[Hiba miaows like a lion]

-I did it, Coach Firas.
-Coach, what have you got for us?

What do you want us to do?

In your positions!

[raunchy rock music playing]

Coach! Look at how I'm doing it!

[Farah] Coach! Coach Firas!

[girl 4] Am I doing it right?

[girl 5] Coach, does this look good?
Is this right? Am I doing it right?

[whistle tooting]

-Ta-da!
-Get up, will you?

[Tasneem laughing]

Stop messin' around.

Come on, move. Faster, faster, faster!

-Ah, woo!
-[girls laughing]

[whistle toots]

[music ends]

-See you at practice today, Sarah?
-Yes. [chuckles]

-Practice, what?
-What practice, Tasneem?

Sarah will join us in the project.
We're going to have a musical performance.

-[Hiba scoffs]
-See you at the theatre.

Perfect.

-Tasneem, you are dead.
-[Sarah chuckles]

Was she serious, Sarah?
Isn't that a little strange, hmm?

What's strange, Nadeen?

That she thinks I'm talented
and wants me to be in her show?

[sighs]

Sarah!

You know that's not what I was saying.

[lively dance music playing]

[inaudible dialogue]

[girls whooping]

[music ends]

[girls whooping]

Okay, wow! Thank you, Hadeel.
That was good.

-Oh, thanks!
-You'll be the lead dancer in our show.

Yes! Thanks! Yes! [whoops, laughs]

I prepared a song for you today.

Farah!

Uh, I already decided on a...
role for you in this show.

So you don't even need to audition!

Lights and sound!

Nobody else can do
such a good job at that.

But, uh...

Off you go. [clicks tongue]

[Tasneem] Come on, Sarah.
It's your turn now.

Oh, uh...

-[Tasneem] What do you have for us today?
-A song. On the piano. [chuckles]

Go on, then.

Uh, yeah.

[softly] I bet she can't sing.

[plays wrong notes]

[gasps] Sorry! Uh...

[Hiba sniggers]

[clumsy piano playing]

-[Hiba snoring]
-[plays wrong notes]

-[snoring continues]
-[girls tittering]

[Hiba grunting, laughing]

[tittering continues]

[girl 1 softly] Oh sh*t!

[girl 2] Absolutely terrible!

[Sarah hears distant piano music]

[piano fades out]

[playing competently]

[humming tunefully]

[vocalising]

♪ I love you and wish I could forget you ♪

♪ And forget my soul with you ♪

♪ And if it's lost
Then, it remains yours ♪

♪ And I forget you
And forget your cruelty ♪

♪ But I miss my suffering with you ♪

♪ And my tears remind me of you
And come back ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ When I meet you
The world comes with you ♪

♪ And its desires are yours ♪

♪ And at that moment, in your love ♪

♪ All my deprivation disappears ♪

[playing stops]

[girls whooping]

[plays a glissando, continues playing]

[music ends]

[Sarah] Three, two, one, go.

One, two, three, four.

-One, two, three, four.
-[Jawad laughing]

-One, two, three...
-[laughing intensifies]

Honestly, Jawad. Don't mess about.

-You have to be serious. Stop laughing.
-All right, don't get so stressy.

Just follow my lead, come on.
It needs to go at peak hour.

[sighs] Three, two, one.

One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.

[sighs softly]

At last!

[electronic music playing through phone]

[laughing]

YOU'RE SO COOL

SWEET AND AMAZING

OH MY GOD! SARAH, YOUR BROTHER IS LAME

[poignant music playing]

SHE'S YOUR SISTER? HOW IS SHE SO HOT
AND YOU'RE SO LAME?

["Khidni Maak Ala Darb Baideh"
by Salwa El Katrib playing]

What's up? What's so funny?

I keep getting weird messages
from all these randoms online.

Psychos.

I don't get it. What kinds of messages?

Okay.

Just have a look at this.

"Payment of a thousand dollars
in exchange for kissing

your toes and your feet"!

-Ugh! [laughing]
-Some guy sent you that?

-Yeah!
-Let's have a look?

Yuck! What utter filth.

Well, I mean... at least if you're ever
short on cash, you have options.

Ugh, Nadeen! You are sick!

[phone trills]

{\an8}-Who's "Karen Wazen"?
-What?

{\an8}You just got this message.

Oh my God!

I'm invited to a party
where Karen Wazen's guest of honour!

I can't believe it! [gasps]

["Slinky Detective"
by James J. Englund playing]

-Hi!
-[music stops]

Farah, you startled me!
So what are you doing here?

-I've some big news for you.
-What?

[rapidly] I was just on the bus,
and Sarah got a message,

and guess what... [inaudible]
...and Karen Wazen's going to be there.

[tense music playing]

Tell me you're kidding.

Karen Wazen?!

No, that's what I didn't understand
about the homework assignment.

I got the same answer. Yeah! [chuckles]

Is she really that well-known?

Honestly, Nadeen. Karen Wazen is a legend!

Do you know how cool it is
to be invited to an event like this?

Sorry!

[Sarah] I should start getting ready.
I'm so excited!

Hi, Sarah.

Hi.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Oh! Yeah. [chuckles]

-[Tasneem] Um, I wanted to tell you...
-Uh-huh.

...I'm having a sleepover
this weekend at my house,

and it's just for selected people.

-Uh, you should come!
-Uh... Uh...

Wow, that'd be great. Thank you!

Perfect. I'll send you a message
with the details and the location, okay?

Cool. [chuckles]

-Thank you!
-[Tasneem] Yeah!

You what?

-Oh, please don't start. Come on, Nadeen.
-So what?

She's inviting you to everything now
just because you're well-known?

And we had plans together
for this weekend.

Nadeen, every weekend,
we do exactly the same thing together.

We watch your creepy movies.

Maybe you'd get an invite
if you tried chilling out a little more!

Why d'you think that I'd wanna be invited?

I can't stand her. I despise her.

Where's your brain at?

Have you suddenly got amnesia?

-[sighs]
-Do you not remember what they did?

Oh! You're acting like you don't remember

now that she's invited you over
to her house.

Tasneem didn't do anything.

-Actually, she's nice to me.
-[scoffs]

It was Hiba.

You know what? Tell yourself that.

You're lying to yourself here,
as well as me.

Stop it, Nadeen.

I'm not like you.
I don't have issues with Tasneem.

But I'd like to hang out with her
and be popular.

And if you don't like that,
then that's your problem.

Just leave me alone, will you?

I'm enjoying my life right now.

Right, sure.

Uh... hi, Nadeen.

Would you like to hang out this weekend?
We... We can watch a film or whatever?

Have I got a sad look on my face, yeah?

What do you mean?
I was just thinking that...

What were you thinking?

Now my friend's left me,
I'd wanna hang out with you instead?

Like that's gonna work.

[scoffs softly] Whatever.

Later.

[poignant music playing]

[girls laughing]

Silence! Silence!

Tshh!

Be alert!

The first unit analyses
the reproductive organs,

that is why we'll skip it!

-And anything else related to...
-[Hiba] Hush!

-...sex education.
-[Hiba] Sh!

[Tasneem] All the ins and outs
and so on, we'll skip!

And you'll never know anything about sex,
but that's fine,

I don't know either and I'm your teacher!

[both laughing]

Sh!

No, don't stop now. Let's hear more.

-Let's see how this show ends.
-[Tasneem] Miss, we were just...

-These aren't even my glasses.
-It wasn't a play about you, miss.

It's just a play. We were acting.

-[Hiba] We weren't making fun of you.
-[Ms. Abeer] Enough of your rudeness!

[Nadeen] Shams.

[Ms. Abeer] You think this is appropriate
for AlRawabi girls? You should be ashamed!

Both of you, come to my office. Now!

[tense music playing]

[school bell rings]

-[music fades out]
-[ringing fades out]

[phone beeps]

[footsteps approaching]

Sarah, please could you...

What's going on in here?

I've nothing to wear at all.
All these clothes look stupid!

You have a wardrobe full of clothes here,
and you have nothing to wear?

But, Mum, I'm a social star. I have all
these events I'm being invited to

with big influencers,
I have to stay on trend!

I can't just wear this old stuff.

[tuts, sighs]

Could you give me some money?
To go shopping.

Do you think I'm a millionaire?
Or your personal cash machine?

The money we have is gone.

And all of it has been spent
on essentials like food.

I've seen these influencers.
They get rich off adverts.

Why don't you try doing that as well?
What do you need?

Yeah, right. Mum, no one will ever pick me
for an advert. Not with all these clothes!

I have to be a fashion icon
to do all that.

[Mum] Get yourself seen!
Get their attention!

Don't wait for them to contact you,

show them you're interested, my girl!

Guess what? Maybe they'll pick you
to represent a brand.

And next thing...
you'll be on the television.

And I can show off to my friends.

[poignant music playing]

[sighs]

[Mum] Where?

[Sarah] Just here.

-On the right, Mum.
-This one?

-[Sarah] Yeah.
-Oh, very fancy!

Well done, Sarah!

[Sarah sighs, softly] Okay.

[sighs]

Go on, go!

Okay, okay.

[doorbell rings]

["I'm Eighteen" by Filip Woja
& Phenix Brossard playing inside]

[Tasneem] Hi!

Hi.

Oh my God, Sarah! You look so cute!

Come on in, will you?

[Sarah] Hi!

[Tasneem] Go on, baby. Go!

Here, this way.

[Hiba] Okay, hold that pose.

Wow!

You look so cool in this photo.
Try this pose.

Are you going really?

-Yeah.
-Everyone? Here's Sarah.

Hi!

[Hiba] Aw, cute bunnies, Sarah.

But I think you came to the wrong place.
The kids' play section's down there.

[girls laughing]

-[Rand] Look at her.
-She's just kidding.

Hiba's always like this.

Come with me, I'll show you around.

[chuckles softly] Yeah.

Sarah, here's Enas. I expect you know her.

-Hi.
-[chuckles] Oh my God, Enas!

I, uh... I really... I'm a big fan.

-I love your music!
-Thank you. You are cute.

Thanks.

[softly] Oh my God!

[Enas] You should have seen her.

-That's so embarrassing.
-No way.

-[Hiba] Check out this...
-Some advice, Sarah.

You should always act
like you're better than these girls

if you are ever
going to fit in with this group.

Or show off in front of them.
Or else, they won't respect you

-You're a celebrity now.
-Hmm.

Act like one.

And maybe start dressing like one.
No offence.

I tell you what, come with me.

[music stops]

Here, try on this one.

-[gasps] You sure?
-Of course!

[gasps softly] Mmm...

[whimsical music playing]

It's so nice to find a friend who
understands the importance of all of this.

My best friend thinks
it's all silly girls' stuff.

Is that Nadeen?

Yeah, she doesn't seem to understand it.

I know.

I don't think she ever will.

What exactly was it
that happened between the two of you?

Um, Nadeen didn't explain it, then?

She never said.

[Tasneem] Mmm.

Hmm. With Nadeen,
you either have to do things her way or

you have to do things her way.

Look at you! You're one of us now.

[upbeat pop music playing]

What's this? You have to get that.

I might have to get that for you.

I love it.

Hi there, girls!

-[Rand] Hi!
-I brought you some green smoothies.

-[Hiba] Thank you.
-[Enas] Thanks.

-How's it going?
-We're having a great time, thank you.

And how did you get those snacks?

-Enas... Enas gave them to us.
-Mm-hmm. How sweet, Enas!

-You shouldn't have.
-Oh, you're welcome.

Right, well...
I'll let you enjoy your party now.

-Bye, Auntie.
-Bye.

-[Hiba] Thank you.
-[woman] Enjoy.

-[girl] Thank you.
-[Enas] Thank you.

-Tasneem.
-Hmm?

[gasps] So lucky!
I would love to have a mum like that.

[Tasneem chuckles softly]

-[Enas chuckling]
-Uh!

-What is this?!
-Yeah.

What's so funny? Let me have a look.

-Is that Noor, the influencer?
-[Hiba] Mm-hmm.

What's so funny? I don't get it.

She posted something
from her yacht trip in Italy.

-She has a sheep, obviously.
-[girls laughing]

Sugar daddy.

[Enas giggles]

What's a "sugar daddy"?

You're so naïve, Sarah.
Such a little girl. [scoffs]

[girls chuckle]

They mean that she can't
afford expensive trips like these.

So she obviously found
some rich guy with deep pockets

who she drags around like a sheep.
AKA, sugar daddy. [chuckles]

If you ask me, she's gross.

Enough talking about this stuff.

[clears throat] It's game time.

[quirky music playing]

[knocks on door]

Hmm? Hi.

Nadeen?

What are you doing here?

Hi. Sorry.
I think I've got the wrong house.

I came to see Shams, but, uh...

[sighs] Shams!

Hmm.

-All right, you can go.
-Okay.

-Omar's your brother?
-Yeah, crazy. No one ever believes it.

Okay... what are you doing here, Nadeen?

Hi there, everyone!

Farah!

What? How did you get in here if...

Tasneem, it's okay.

I know that you have been working so hard
and that's why you forgot to invite me.

-It's okay!
-That's right... I forgot.

-It slipped my mind.
-Oh my God! Enas?

I can't believe it! Enas!

-[laughing] Enas!
-[Enas chuckles]

I'm Farah. Tasneem's cousin.

I love you so much!
I'm a big fan. No, actually...

I'm your biggest fan. [chuckles]

How did it go?

♪ My love, da-da-da-da-da-da, my love
Da-da-da-da-da-da, my love ♪

-♪ Da-da-da-da-da-da! ♪ [laughs]
-Will you stop bothering her?

-That's enough, all right, Farah?
-[Enas] Right then, what are we playing?

-Um... how about Truth or Dare?
-Mm-hmm.

Wait! I know a really good game
we can try.

What is it?

So, we all hold our phones out here,

and if anyone gets a message,
a phone call, or anything,

we all have to see it or hear it.

I love this game. I'm in.
You're great, Farah.

I can guarantee you
that this game will end in drama.

So, of course, I'm in.

-I'm in as well.
-[girl] Me too.

All right. So am I.

So am I.

-[Sarah] Uh...
-Something to hide?

A secret, huh?

[tense music playing]

Not at all. I'm in.

Oh! Miss Influencer still has
the same shitty phone, poor thing.

-[girls chuckling]
-[Hiba] Sad.

Okay. So these are the rules.

Anyone who receives a message
has to read it out.

[music ends]

That's our school, yeah?

Uh... this is some stuff I shot
for a documentary I'm making.

Cool.

Listen to me.

I'm really sorry
about what happened today.

I have no idea... why I said that to you.

You're... one of the girls
that I can actually stand in our form.

And they are rubbish, most of them.

So, uh...

[playful music playing]

Do you want something to eat?

Or are you just gonna stare? Let's eat.

[Tasneem] This game sounds fun.

But just waiting around is a bit boring.

[phone pings, buzzes]

Yay! A message. Come on!

Read it out.

It's not important. It's my dad.

You liar. Give it here.

Oh my God!

Hiba, it's a message
on Instagram from Coach Firas!

-Who's Coach Firas?
-[Farah coughing]

Our gym teacher!

[all] Read it out!

[Rand] Read it!

"Hiba, I'm your teacher."

"And this kind of message
is very inappropriate."

"I advise you not to send me
any more messages,

or I will have to report it
to the school administration."

[Farah] You tr*mp!
Who would've thought it?

So what's he like, this Coach Firas?
Is he hot?

Oh my God, yes! Gorgeous!

What did you send to him
for him to react like that?

How could you do that, Hiba?
What were you thinking?

I can't believe it.
Have you lost your mind?

Or have you forgotten he's our teacher?

You can't send photos like that.
Not to him, not to anyone!

-You've gone too far this time.
-Stop it, Tasneem!

We aren't all lucky enough
to be dating Omar.

Although I'm sure he'd like
to be dating us all.

[Rand whispering]
Did she really just say that?

What are you saying?

Forget it.

Well, we've read my notification.
Fine, that's enough now. Let's move on?

Oh, that's my phone!

Ah, it's my mum.

It is my mum!

Boring!

Boring as...

-Boring.
-[ringing stops]

-Let's just forget this call.
-Uh-uh, you have to answer it now.

Come on, then.
Rules are rules. Just answer it.

Hi, Mum!

Farah? How many times have I told you
not to go to your cousin Tasneem's house?

Mum, please don't start!

-And you get your father to drop you off.
-Mum, please stop!

You know I can't stand her mother.

-Mum, please stop!
-I want you to leave right now.

-Mum...
-Do you hear me?

-I'll call you back...
-I'm telling you...

-...this is the last time I let you go...
-Please don't be angry. Bye. Bye.

Tasneem, I don't know why she said that.

I wanted to be here.

And I think you're so great.

Please don't tell my auntie.

No worries, Farah.
It's no skin off my nose.

Chill.

["Mourib" by Maii and Zeid playing]

You know what?

I haven't had a friend over
in a long time.

Good on you.

That's for the best.

In my opinion,

all friends are a waste of time.

[Shams laughs]

-Well, I think you're right about that.
-[laughs]

I guess... you mean Sarah?

All of them.

I really should have learned
not to expect anything from anyone.

Because everyone
will disappoint you in the end.

So you...

you don't find what happened
with Sarah interesting?

In what way
would you find that interesting?

A b*tch chillin' out
with a group of girls who are super fake.

-Do you think that's interesting?
-Mmm.

Anyway... their loss.

-I just don't care.
-[scoffs softly] Of course not.

So,

your film... what's it about?

I haven't decided yet.
I'm still looking for a subject.

And that subject... might be Sarah?

Uh, it's just the way that
she's so suddenly famous is interesting.

[tense music playing]

But I'm not even sure
I'll use what I filmed yet.

Anyway...

So... you're going to talk to her?

Tell her what's bothering you
or ignore her?

[Nadeen sighs]

[playful music playing]

[music fades out]

[phone beeps, buzzes]

Uh, well, maybe we should, uh...
watch a film or something?

-[Rand scoffs]
-Oh really? What a good idea. Give it.

Uh... Uh... Um...

-[Hiba chuckles]
-Uh, that's not important. It's just spam.

"Thank you for your enquiry."

"10k followers on Instagram costs $250."

-[Farah gasps]
-[Enas] She's buying followers!

[Hiba] "That doesn't include
likes and comments."

[Enas gasps]

What's wrong? It's no biggie. Chill.

I told you that it was spam.

Like I'd need
to buy followers, yeah? [scoffs softly]

[phone ringing]

Oh!

Sarah!

Looks like it's your turn.
Can't wait to find out what you're hiding.

-[ringing continues]
-I have nothing to hide.

[Farah] Go on, then! Answer it!

-[Hiba tuts, sighs]
-[Farah] Go on!

This game is getting interesting now.

It's Nadeen!

Let's hear what's eating up
that philosopher.

-[Rand] Answer it.
-[Enas] Do it!

-[Tasneem] Go on.
-[Sarah sighs]

Uh, hi, Nadeen.

-Hi, Sarah.
-[softly] Put it on speaker.

[sighs softly, clears throat]

Listen, I really need to talk to you.

Uh, yeah,
now's not really a good time, Nadeen.

There'll never be a good time, will there?

Look, Sarah.

I know that I might seem tough
and harsh sometimes,

but that's because I care about you...
because we're friends, okay?

Don't ever think
that Tasneem's your friend.

She's just riding the wave.

She's just using you
because you're popular now.

[girls laughing]

-Sh!
-Quiet!

Sarah, who's laughing?

[Sarah] Uh...

[phone bleeps]

Hi, Nadeen!

[girls laughing]

Sarah's at my house, so, as it happens,

I'm using her right now.

Tasneem?

Sarah, did you have me
talking on loudspeaker?

You're so out of order.

Nadeen, I promise it wasn't like that.
It's a misunderstanding.

We were just playing a game and, uh...

-And look who's here!
-[Hiba chuckles]

We're discussing all of your
imaginary conspiracy theories.

So give it a rest, Nadeen.

If anyone's being a bad friend, it's you.

[Enas] Ooh!

Even Sarah thinks so, as well. Right?

Uh...

[Omar] What's all this?

Omar?

[tense music playing]

Tasneem?

[Enas quietly] Oh my God!
Is that your boyfriend, Tasneem?

-[Tasneem] Oh... Uh...
-[Enas] Wow, I love this game! [laughs]

Did you know about all this?

No. I promise I had no idea.
I knew nothing about that, I swear it.

So tell us, then.
What is Nadeen doing with Omar?

I said I don't know.

[music stops]

She just said she doesn't know.

-[music restarts]
-And I believe her.

[Hiba scoffs] Ah.

Yes, babe. He's your boyfriend.
I expect you know him better.

I'm sick of this stupid game now.
I'm going to the bathroom.

I think she's going
to wipe the floor with Omar!

This game turned out
to be good in the end.

What did you just do?

Were you setting me up?

I don't appreciate it, yeah?

Don't involve me in stupid girls' stuff.

And if you have an issue with Tasneem,
you leave me out of it.

First of all, back off,
don't speak to me like that.

And secondly, I didn't do anything.

And you can drop
the whole Don Juan act, yeah?

You're not all that.

Ouch.

Then why did you text me to come to
your room now? What's the emergency?

[phone ringing]

Oh great.

TITI

[Omar] Thanks a lot.

Hi, babe.

-It's not what you think.
-[door opens]

[door shuts]

Uh, listen, before you get angry...

Who said anything about being angry?

That was so fun!

-Shall we go spy?
-"Titi"!

[both laugh]

[Omar] Titi, calm down, please.
I didn't do anything, I swear!

Calm down, will you?
Just listen to me for a second.

I was studying in my room.

I don't know!
She came over to study with my sister.

Shams.

She's my sister.

[ambient music playing]

[sighs softly]

{\an8}NADEEN, IT WAS JUST A GAME

{\an8}WE HAD TO USE SPEAKERS
IT WASN'T INTENTIONAL

[inhales deeply]

[exhales deeply]

[music fades out]

[Farah] Honestly, I'm telling you,
it was an amazing game.

You won't believe what happened!

It was one phone after another.
Each one was a scandal.

First, it was Hiba, with Coach Firas.

I still can't believe it!

And then, Nadeen, she called Sarah,
to talk about some stuff.

I don't know what their problem was.

Anyway, Omar showed up behind Nadeen.

We couldn't believe it!
He's Shams' brother, can you imagine?

I still can't believe it.

It's so mental that Hiba
was messaging Coach Firas. Shocking!

STUDENT COUNCIL ELECTIONS

FOR REGISTRATION
VISIT THE STUDENT AFFAIRS OFFICE

[dynamic music playing]

Nadeen!

Nadeen, can we talk?

-There's nothing to talk about, Sarah.
-Stop acting like this, will you?

[music stops]

You wanna talk?

Be my guest. Let's hear it.

What shall we begin with?

How you decided
to betray our friendship and me?

God, Nadeen, it's always the same.

You make it so difficult
to be your friend.

Wow!

So, now you have other friends
to hang around with,

you don't need my difficult friendship.

Actually... I've had enough
of being your friend

and always having to justify myself.

-You'll never understand me.
-And Tasneem does, you think?

Yes, she does understand me.
And she's really nice to me.

And she's never mistreated me
like you think she has.

And she helps me without me having to ask.

I've been thinking, Nadeen,

maybe the problem isn't Tasneem.

Maybe it's you, isn't it?

[tense music playing]

What do you think
you're playing at, Nadeen?

Tasneem, get out of my face.

Since when are you and Shams
both friends, all of a sudden?

Or have you befriended her
to steal Omar from me?

Could it be that

your boyfriend actually wants
somebody to steal him?

You're such a loser!

No, no, stop! Girls, don't fight!

She just wants to take
everything from me, eh?

First, it was Omar. Now it's
the student council elections as well.

Go on, Nadeen. Tell your friend about it.

Tasneem... get over it.

You better cut this out
before it gets out of control.

And she's not my friend.

[music fades out]

Big hooray.

She's yours now.

[poignant music playing]

Don't worry. It's for the best.

-Hmm.
-She was holding you back anyway.

Let's go. Come on.

[inhales shakily]

[music fades out]

[dark electronic music playing]

[music intensifies]

[Shams] Yeah.

Exactly.

No, wait a second.

Move a bit to the right.

[gasps softly] Nadeen?
What an Earth are you doing?

-I'm not stupid. I know what you're doing.
-[gasps softly]

[inaudible dialogue]

I know that your film is about Sarah.

-[music stops]
-[Shams] Hmm?

Okay.

You've come all the way here
to try and stop me?

Have I?

I'm here 'cause I want to help.

["Ardina" by TAXI KEBAB playing]

[Nadeen] I want her to see for herself

that without her fame,
no one would look twice at her.

It's all just an obsession
with social media.

But it will end.

That won't be enough.

What's on your mind?

Everyone knows...

WHO'S THIS BEAUTY?

...that what goes up

must come down.

SEND ME A PHOTO OF YOUR FEET
AND I'LL PAY YOU

She's on top for now,

but she will crash.

[music intensifies]

And I...

will be there to document her downfall.

[music intensifies]

[becomes "Picking up Broken Pieces"
by Dylan Parsons & Dan Cassady playing]