02x05 - Deal or No Deal?

[bunniefuu]

Good morning.

-Good morning.
-Bonjour.

Good morning.

Welcome.

Let's see.

This needs to be moved.

No, don't move anything!

In fact, don't do anything.
You're here as a trainee, right?

-Okay?
-Sure. But I noticed last time...

Don't notice.
It's not in your job description.

Zero observations, zero input.

-Okay?
-Okay.

-Attaboy, Zooma.
-Got it.

Zero input.

-No input.
-No.

-No.
-No.

Hi, good morning.

Hi.

-Hi, Karim. How are you?
-Good.

I know you're the least excited
about my being here.

But I'll prove to you
that you were wrong about me.

You don't need to prove anything.

Pretend I never said no. Right, Ola?

Yup! Just pretend he...

-Never said no.
-Never.

-Exactly.
-Totally.

Let's hope you can manage
when we're in France.

France?

France? Who's going to France?

-You didn't tell her?
-No.

If we're rebranding,
we should start with the hotel.

Our visas are ready. We're going.

I'll see her at last.

See who?

Paris.

So, when's our flight?

-What?
-Our flight?

Well, I booked mine. It's in two days.

-Okay.
-Oh, really?

Great! After tomorrow.

Are you crazy?
I can't go to France in two days!

You're only telling us this now?
I can't make it. Absolutely not.

I mean, my kids...

Hisham's not here.
I can't leave the kids on their own.

Plus, I have a deal.

Remember? And...

Nadia's birthday is next week!
No. Just, no.

-Ola.
-Yeah?

Nadia's birthday happens every year.

I don't go to France every year.

You guys are forgetting
that I'm getting married.

I can't go anywhere.
I have a wedding to plan.

But you can go and have fun, Ola.

Don't worry,
I'll watch Nadia and the store...

-and Hazem, so help me God.
-Hazem!

I'm not going with you?

-There's no way I'm going.
-You made that clear. Crystal clear.

-Good. I'm glad.
-I get it.

You don't need to go.
I'm the operations guy anyway.

Let's get to the good stuff.
Which arrondissement is your house in?

How far from the Eiffel Tower?

Which subway line?

I'm gonna need a day off
to pack my suitcase.

Move over, Emily.

Monty's coming to Paris.

I would've loved to make it, but I can't.

So you've said. I understand.

Great. Good.

He couldn't insist?
Talk about a half-assed invite.

-Action!
-Say, "I don't know what to do."

And Layla's birthday is next. We...

Who's Layla? My real daughter.

FINDING OLA

-Way to go, theater guy.
-I'll say the whole line, okay?

Arrondissement.

-Arrondissement? Arrondissement.
-Correct. You said it correctly.

Let me know where Montasser is
and where I should be looking.

-No way. At all.
-Cut.

-Check this out.
-That pic is fire. You look good.

-Super cool. You're k*lling it.
-The next one's even cooler.

Show me. Yeah, I do like this pose more.

I think they're all amazing.

-You look beautiful in all of them.
-Thank you.

Zeina.

I was just showing Yassin
our photos from the sh**t.

-He thinks they're great.
-Oh, yeah?

Great. That's what matters most.

I say we should celebrate.

We can celebrate on your birthday.

Wait, when's your birthday?

You still don't know after all this time?

It's fine. It's not a big deal.

It's on the 11th.

Happy birthday.

What are you planning?

You know...
I've got a bunch of plans lined up,

but I haven't decided yet.

You got any ideas?

Sure, I do. I always do.

How about we get out of Cairo for a bit?

That actually sounds cool.

We could plan a Giza outing.

No, I meant like Sokhna beach.

And who's "we"?

For real?

But it's a weekday.

I know. We'll skip school.

I don't know...

Suit yourself.

If you'd rather spend
your birthday at school...

If we do go,

how do we get there?

I'll take care of that.

I'll see you. Bye.

You're really running wild
with the lying, huh?

No one will notice, just like last time.

Aren't you the one
who taught me diplomacy?

Just like your mom and grandma,
you take everything to the extreme.

This isn't diplomacy. It's deception.

And even that's got a code.

Running off to Sokhna for a date
is way beyond missing tutoring!

-I'd never cross that line.
-You will when you get a boyfriend.

-Hi!
-Hi.

Great work
on the Second Chance campaign, girls!

Do what you want, Nadia.

But this time, I'm out.
Don't ask me to cover for you.

She's walking away from me
while I'm still talking. Nadia?

Oh, my God. What now?

You watch that tone, missy.

-I'm not just your uncle. I'm your elder!
-Stay out of it! It doesn't concern you.

We'll see about that
when your mom gets back.

-I've done nothing wrong.
-It's w*r.

You're the ones smothering me!

-Don't spin this on us!
-What's going on?

Here she is.

Your daughter's out of line.

I come back from work
to catch her filming herself.

And on a motorcycle, no less.

Her father's motorcycle parked outside.

You know how that looks.

This edgy-girl crap doesn't fly here.

And God knows who these pics are for.

I know who they're for!

-Salim, don't interfere!
-Why? He's her brother.

-Does her father approve of this?
-That is none of your business!

Nadia! Don't be rude.

Typical. You get free time,
and I serve jail time!

When Dad's back,
I'll move in with him. For real.

Go ahead.
As if Nazly will be any easier on you.

Stop it, Mom! Enough!
Are you two with me or against me?

I need you to be helpful,
not fan the flames!

-Yeah, but she...
-Hazem!

Not a word out of you!

Her father and I trust her completely.

We know how to raise her.

From now on, don't tell her what to do.

-I know my daughter better than anyone.
-Finally!

Fine.

Let's keep our noses
out of people's business.

Come, tell me
about your first day at work.

Their store's a mess, no system at all.

-"At all"?
-None.

Nadia, come down here.

How could you snitch on her?

Didn't we teach you
to have each other's backs?

That was before he became Uncle's minion.

"Minion"?

I'm no one's "minion."

You're the one who's changed
since you got together with Yassin.

-Yassin?
-Yeah.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-Because it's nothing.

Don't lie to me.

I'm not lying.

Liking my pics doesn't mean
we got together.

Liar.

-Stop it!
-Both of you, stop it.

Stop!

What's gotten into you?

Who are you?

I only had your back in there
so they wouldn't walk all over you.

But you know damn well
I'd never let you pose in that getup.

Who is this? Is this Nadia?

And you, I know that you love your uncle,

but don't just let him brainwash you!

Make up your minds.

I'm confused! Didn't you and Hazem
grow up in the same home?

What's he getting at?

Kind of. Why?

Then why aren't you on the same page?

It's hardly the time
for philosophical questions.

-I'm exhausted and I'm going to bed.
-Yeah. Typical.

What's your problem?
Can't you see I'm trying?

Do you only see the bad?

For your information,
I canceled a work trip to France today,

a huge step for Second Chance,

in honor of your birthday and our deal.

And all you do is criticize.

But when Daddy goes away for months,

you still smile from ear to ear
whenever he calls.

I can emotionally blackmail too.

Why cancel the trip?

You gotta go. It's work.

Huh?

You make up your minds. I'm confused.

You're the one
who's always going on about the deal

and how work gets in the way. No more!

Forget the deal.

It's France!
Second Chance is going to France.

Exactly, but...

I already refused.

Mom!

You're saying it's fine if I go?

Only if you get us presents.

Well, that's a given.

I could still... change my mind.

I'll think about it.

And you, Limo?

You won't be mad if I go?

I won't be mad.

Mom's going away. Dad's already gone.

I can't stick too close to Hazem,
or game too often,

and I can't be a loner either, right?

Unbelievable.

Yes. That's about right.

Don't worry about us. We'll be fine.

You'll take Hazem with you, of course.

-Why would I?
-A male guardian.

Does Dad know you're going away?

History repeating itself.

HISHAM, I

I HAVE TO

I'M GOING ON A BUSINESS TRIP
TO FRANCE IN TWO DAYS

MOM WILL LOOK AFTER THE KIDS

I JUST THOUGHT
I SHOULD LET YOU KNOW

WHEN ARE YOU COMING?

I MIGHT BE GOING
WITH YOU GUYS AFTER ALL

I NEED TO BE THERE

"Okay"?

Okay.

ARE YOU OKAY?

Gosh, don't be too happy.
Keep a lid on it.

Glad you made it.

-We wish you could be with us.
-So do I.

We'll make up for it, though.

Okay, bye.

Send me pics!

-One last phone call.
-Go for it.

Hi, Nuni!

Yeah, we landed safely.

All good here. How are you?

And Salim?

I hear Grandma. Pass her the phone.

-Hi, Mom. Yeah, thanks.
-You made it. Is it cold over there?

We're good. Not too cold, no.

-Wear your gloves.
-No, no need for gloves.

-Why not? You'll catch a cold.
-It's really not that cold, no.

-But I'm wearing two undershirts.
-Just listen to me.

-I'm all layered up. You won.
-Not enough.

-You have the gift?
-Yes, I have the gift.

-I'll give it to her.
-Great.

-It'll go bad.
-Stop it, Mom. No, it won't go bad.

-I'll put it in the fridge.
-You say it's hot.

-All right, I gotta go.
-Is it hot or cold?

-Bye.
-I don't get it.

Two undershirts?

For the cold?

I wouldn't wear her long johns, so...

I didn't know Paris was so green.

We're not in Paris.

But we're... passing through, at least?

No, we're staying somewhere else.

-We're not in Paris?
-No.

-Not at all?
-No.

-No need to tell him now.
-Okay.

Something's not right.

This isn't Paris.

I think we've been kidnapped.

Why would he kidnap you?

Kidnapping Ola, I understand.

I would.

-You would?
-Yes.

I'm kidnapping material, then?

Thanks.

-What do you think?
-Magnifique.

After you!

-But our bags...
-They'll get them.

-You okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

Wait a second.

Where's Paris?

I want to be in Paris.

This isn't Paris.

It's not far.

How far, though?

If the Eiffel Tower was the Pyramids,

would it be like Marj to Helwan?
Or more like Helwan to Ain Helwan?

Like "close."

Just "close"?

"Close" is good.

-We're here to work.
-Olivier!

Finally, you're back.

We've missed you!

Likewise.

Is she here?

Yeah, she can't wait to see you.
It was about time you returned.

I see you brought friends?

Hello and welcome!

-Oh, sorry! No French?
-Yeah.

-No.
-Okay.

Bits and pieces.

This is Ola.

Ola? That's her name?

Yes.

Ola. Bonjour.

Bonjour.

Who's that?

Abu-Reham, French edition.

He's certainly nothing like the original,
'cause that Abu-Reham wouldn't kiss me.

I told you the French are a loving people.
Get in here, Abu-Reham.

Ouh-la!

What?

-I heard my name? Ola.
-No.

I misheard?

He'd kiss the woman but not the man?
Strange culture.

-They love life.
-Yeah.

Tell me, Abu-Reham.

The Eiffel Tower... Where?

This way? That way?

I'm lost, Karim.

He's not good at French.

My son, I've missed you.

What's her name again?

Sainte Catherine.

-No kidding.
-You too, Mom.

These are my partners.

Ola.

Catherine. Bienvenue.

-Bonjour.
-I know you.

Aren't you Um-Sayed's son?

Yes!

God rest her soul.

I never liked her.

Mother, not now.

-I think she's offering condolences.
-Yeah.

Thank you, Auntie. I appreciate it.

We all die someday. It is what it is.

Olivier, show them to their rooms.

Certainly.

I see where Karim gets it from.

Don't worry, Um-Karim,
we'll keep a modest appetite.

Speak for yourself.

Don't let him call me that.
It brings back all the memories.

I'll tell him.
But, please, we just got here.

Come in!

She loves me.

Clearly.

You know, this woman is in love
with Egyptian soil.

Only the soil, it seems.

Nothing else.

We were waiting for you.
Mother's over there.

Okay.

-I'll be right there.
-Okay.

We brought you a gift... gifts, actually.

Hold tight. Don't embarrass us.

These are Second Chance products.

Our brand, Second Chance.

We thought
it might remind you of the land.

Who said I want to remember?

And what's that?

She said, "Maybe Madam Catherine
misses Egyptian food."

But that's not on me, it's all her.

It was Soheir's idea,
and she's kind of wacky anyway.

I apologize if...

Mombar!

Mahshi!

I love it!

The mahshi won her over, naturally.

Thank God.

She's basic.

Nice one, Soheir.
My mom is an excellent cook.

Enjoy.

So what's this Second Chance
that made you change your mind?

I told you.

I'll be doing what we do here,
but in Egypt.

-Thank you.
-You're serious?

You want to live between here and Egypt?

Yes.

Pardon me, Um-Karim.

We're here to learn the trade from you,

so his visits to Egypt will be short.

Don't worry.

You can do whatever you want, huh?

Well, why not?

What's the problem?

I am old enough to do what I want.

After all, it's my heritage.
My father's legacy.

Your father?

And where was your father

when we built all this from nothing?

You won't be able to live there.
I couldn't either.

You'll come running back. I know you.

Ola... You should try that, it's great.

Delicious.

As you wish. It's your life.

Mabrouk.

-Thank you, Auntie.
-You're so sweet.

Your food is exquisite.
Bless your hands, Haja.

Did you call Claire?

You really think now's the time?

I can't talk about anything
with you anymore.

Does she know you're here?

-Not yet. But I'll call her.
-I see.

Come closer.

Why'd she switch languages?
Something smells fishy.

What is it that's "clear"?
I didn't catch that.

Did you?

Of course.

Eat.

Want some mombar?

No, thanks.
We have plenty of it back home. Enjoy.

Ola, all our aromatic plants
for the restaurant are here.

I cook with this.
It brings a unique flavor to any dish.

A bit zesty, but unique.

I hope you don't mind, Abu-Reham.

You'll love it!

Brown eggs are Danish.
Everybody knows that.

It's not gonna work here.

That's my room over there.
Top right corner.

That one? On the right?

Yep!

Take my picture with him.

Give me a second.

-No, I want a photo by myself!
-Come on, for the memories.

That's a dovecote.

-A pigeonhole?
-Yes.

Why so fancy? Ours are made of clay.

-All that...
-Show me.

What about the surplus?

All this is just for us.
We sell the yield of the other plot.

I'll show you later.

-This place is very romantic.
-What's romantic about it?

I don't know. It just is.

You just feel it, right?

Yeah, I mean...

-I feel it too.
-Just look at it.

Are we good, everything's in the truck?

-So same time, every day?
-Same time.

We get our list,
and we just get everything ready.

It's five kilometers all around.

No, all our stuff is...
We have another place for that.

Come here.

Check it out.

Wow. You have a thing
for vintage cars then.

Red as a tomato.

Excuse me?

I mean the car. Vintage red cars.

-Oh, you meant the cars.
-Yes, I like vintage cars.

-Red vintage cars.
-Yep.

Okay.

Vintage red cars...

It's lovely.

What do you think?

Check it out.

Pretty, right?

-Very.
-Huh?

Very.

-See? That's enough, right?
-Gorgeous. It's gorgeous.

-Great taste.
-I can tell it's repainted.

You'd better mean that.

-I do! Should I swear it?
-Swear it.

-Let's take a selfie.
-Fix yourself up.

We're taking this selfie for Nesrine.

Is this good?

How cute!

Look what they sent. How cool is that?

Cute.

Don't you wish we'd gone with them
instead of doing this trivial stuff?

It's a shame...

So cute!

A shame?

You'd rather go on a business trip
than plan our wedding?

Like I didn't put my work on hold
for this "trivial stuff"?

Come on. Are you serious?

Do you have to be
so judgmental all the time?

I can't express myself
without you taking it the wrong way?

It's just FOMO. Don't be such a baby.

Express all you want,

but it feels like you're not too excited
about the wedding.

And watch yourself. Don't call me a baby!

Stop overreacting. What did I even say?

Can you be less aggressive
and stop tone-policing me?

Take it easy, guys.

Why so heated so early?

Stay out of this!

Gladly. You go ahead
and tear each other apart.

You're getting jealous of everyone
and everything, even my job.

What are you doing?

You there!

Hazem, I'm talking to you!
What are you doing?

Switching on the AC.

What?

You guys never switch it off.

It's on, day and night. How wasteful!

I switched it off last night
when I was closing.

You'll thank me when you see
next month's electricity bill.

Wait, back up for a second...

"Last night"?
You switched off the AC last night?

Yep. Last night.

My sister's money shouldn't go to waste.

Olé, Hazouma.

About your sister's money not going
to waste...

did it never occur to you

that our products have no preservatives

and require a specific temperature
around the clock?

Huh?

Why no preservatives?

How about you start using them
to save on electricity?

Hadi agrees. I can see it in his smile.

Why are you laughing?
I ought to k*ll you both!

Hadi, get out!
I can't put up with you too.

Go. I need to fix this.

Please leave now.

Don't make this worse!

So aggressive. God help you.

Bye.

Are you gonna tell Ola?

Don't touch it!

Olivier!

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

-Hungry?
-Starving.

Pardon.

Pork?

Pardon?

No pork.

Fish? Ah, not Cochon. Poisson!

The fish looks like pork around here.

Bon Appétit.

Claire?

Claire-ly.

Try that. It's good.

Try it.

Give it a taste.

I'm full.

Did you smell her?

Soap.

Fresh out of the bathtub.

Karim, can we talk alone later?

-Maybe tomorrow. Not tonight.
-Okay.

Looking radiant, Auntie.

Yes, indeed.

Looks like you used to bite your nails.

Yes, but I stopped.

I've been doing meditation.
It helps calm my nerves.

-Well, you're glowing.
-Thank you.

I'm so pleased you're staying
with us tonight. Truly.

Oh, really? They go way back!

Okay.

You're not eating. Aren't you hungry?

-Huh?
-Not hungry?

On the contrary,
I could chew right through this table.

I'm hungry too.

Lovely. That's lovely.

I am.

No, I don't have any plans.
It's a school night, so...

We can celebrate
when you and Mom get back.

How mature.

I know it's unfair,
but we'll make it up to you.

Yeah, for sure. Daddy...

I miss you all so much.

I even miss your crazy friend.

We miss you too. Yeah, Uncle, I'm coming!

Daddy, Uncle says dinner's ready, okay?

I gotta go. Bye.

Him, I don't miss.

-I've got a bone to pick with him.
-Daddy, I really gotta go. Bye!

Hi!

What's up?

Nothing. I'm chilling in Mom's room.

You really like them?

That's my Dad's.

Should I wear the same outfit
for my birthday?

But I'm not so sure
about the whole Sokhna thing.

I'm kinda worried.

The drive is long and dangerous...

No, I'm not scared, but...

No, I didn't mean that!

Fine, Yassin. I'm in.

We're going.

But we have to be back
before school's out.

I can't be late.

Who's taking us, again?

They're just peas.

-They're special.
-Special peas?

-You want me to smell that?
-Smell it.

-Nice.
-You like it?

-Right.
-Well, just say so.

I don't understand a word.

-Care to translate?
-He's showing you the goods.

Wake up!

Never mind. We already know COGS.

You had enough work for one day?

You don't want to go out?
Get a change of scenery?

Go where in these boondocks?

I want to go to Paris. I need Paris now.

My cl*max awaits me there.

Your cl*max?

And you, Ola?

Me? Yeah. I'd love to go out.

I need some fresh air.

Wanna get dressed and I'll pick you up?

-Yes. Very much so. I'll be ready.
-Okay.

-In an hour?
-Fifteen minutes.

Thirty minutes?

-An hour.
-An hour.

An hour, then. Great.

An hour's fine.

What am I doing?

I don't know...

I don't know if I'll make it to Paris.

-Shall we?
-Let's.

Heels?

Yes?

No?

Definitely not.

So now you've seen my world.

Peasant Prince Karim.

Excuse me?

I mean...

you left land in Egypt
to tend land here, right?

I can't live in big cities.

Unlike Montasser, of course.

So I guess you must know
a lot of people here?

Of course.

I've been here since I was a kid.

I see. So you...

must have many friends.

-I do.
-Yeah.

And exes.

Of course.

-Of course.
-Of course!

Of course... All right, that's it.

Who's Claire, Karim?

Why do you ask?

What?

Why do you ask?

Because...

Yes?

Because...

-Because you're jealous?
-What?

You're jealous.

That depends. Who's Claire?

Come here, silly.

Silly?

Claire was my longest relationship.

Ever since we met in college.

So you were in love?

We got used to each other.

I used to come and go.
She was always here.

I guess I did love her once.

And now?

Now we're friends.

I respect her. I cherish her.
But we're friends.

I used to feel guilty
that her feelings were stronger than mine.

Then when my father died,

my life took a turn,
and I pushed her away.

She left me. I guess she finally realized...

I didn't have much more to give her.

She left him.

Do you think she's still in love with you?

Oh, no.

I couldn't say. Honestly, I don't know.

-You don't know.
-Yeah.

He doesn't know.

Satisfied?

No.

Can I treat you?

Treat me to what?

Crepe.

Oh, wow!

-Crepe!
-They're yummy.

It's just like in the movies.

But better.

Way better.

-Hey, Karim!
-All good?

-It's been a while.
-Yeah.

-Right?
-Yeah.

-Two, please. The usual.
-With pleasure.

Who's the pretty lady?
I've never seen her before.

She's not from here.

What's he saying?

That you're not from here.

He's making fun of me.

-No!
-I felt a hint of sarcasm.

-Not at all.
-No? Good.

-Your mom's okay?
-Yeah.

-She's happy you're here?
-Yes.

Excellent.

And he knows your mother? I heard "maman."

-Yeah, he knows her.
-Okay.

-Voilà!
-Thanks. Later!

-See you later!
-Bye!

Thanks.

It's hot.

Can I ask you something?

I'm sensing a pattern here.

Why doesn't your mom like Egypt?

Because, in her mind,
Egypt is my father's land.

But it's the motherland.

What do you mean?

When we left Egypt,

I guess we both hoped, my mother and I,

that my father would want us back.

That he'd call us
to say he couldn't live without us.

But he didn't.

So Mother eventually

came to resent him, and his land.

And you?

I also became resentful of him.

For me and for her.
I wanted to stand by her.

I didn't want to hurt her.

-I made a deal with myself.
-Ah, Karim. Long time no see.

Were you in Egypt?

Yes, I just got in.

-My condolences for your father.
-Thank you.

I know you like that word, "deal."

"Deal?" I do.

That's why she's upset
that you haven't sold the land.

Yeah, to her, it's like betrayal.

So why'd you keep it?

Because I can't lie to myself.

I never hated the land...

I missed it.

I missed my father.

And it hurts me that he died
before we could understand each other.

Even if that upsets my mother.

I didn't choose one over the other.

I was just a kid. They chose for me.

You just had that epiphany?

An epiphany? Not exactly...

I realized it when I met someone...

who's very much like me.

I realized how silly I'd been.

And now I want to tell her,

that she can't choose when to love...

and when not to.

Even if it means risking heartbreak.

I chose to hate my father...

but I couldn't do it.

I tried to love Claire.

But I couldn't do it.

As for you...

I tried not to love you.

But I couldn't do it, silly.

I couldn't.

I can't believe
you're going through with this.

Will you stop worrying?

All you gotta do is wait by the bus
so I can ride home with you guys.

If I'm a little late,
stall Salim so the bus waits for you.

No way. I told you I'm out.

Please don't be like that!
If I come home without you, I'm busted.

You already wait for me every day.
What's the difference?

Why are you pissed?

I'm not pissed!

I'm just not okay
with you putting yourself at risk,

then asking me to cover for you.
That's absurd.

You're turning into Soheir.

I told you, we'll be back before the bell.
And in our uniforms. No one will notice.

And if they do notice?

They'll know I kept it from them.

Because of you,
I'll lose the only family I've ever had.

I was waiting till tomorrow,
but since you're skipping school...

All I'm trying to say is
don't take their trust for granted.

There are some decisions
we can't come back from.

This Sokhna thing
kinda spooked me from the start.

I changed my mind.

I don't wanna go to Sokhna anymore.

We can see a movie instead.
Lots of good ones out.

Zeina!

I know.

Know what?

I know you know.

About what?

About Sokhna.

And you don't wanna tell me
'cause you're afraid I'll snitch.

Well, you just did.

I didn't.

And I won't.

I'm worried about her.

Don't worry.
Sokhna's canceled. I work fast.

Just pretend you don't know.

I'll pretend I don't know you know...

and I won't ask how you know.

We're good?

We're good.

Now you know everything about me.

This is where I used to hide

when I'd miss my father.

You think your mother will approve...

of this new situation?

If Soheir sends more mombar, maybe.

I'm serious, Karim.

I mean,

you think she'll be okay
with you living in Egypt?

I don't know.

She may call it selfish,
since it's not in her best interest.

You sound like Hisham.

Hisham?

Do you think Hisham and the kids

will approve of this new situation?

I don't know.

But I do know I don't want
my kids to go to some hideout

when they miss one of us.

It's tough. Very tough.

Did you ever bring Claire here?

-What?
-Did you bring Claire here before?

Did I bring Claire here?

Do you want me to lie?

Yeah?

Then, no, I didn't.

Fine.

I am not strange,

but I like to smell strangers.

Bonjour.

Bonjour, pretty lady.

Still got it.

But I have no time.

The Eiffel Tower awaits.

Hey, Ola!

Yeah!

I left this morning.

I'll be back tonight by bus.

I want to hear all about last night
when I come back.

Okay.

All right. Talk later!

-Paris!
-Paris.

Susu.

I can't thank you enough.
You're a lifesaver.

I have a tasting for the wedding catering.

They say it's important.
Personally, I don't care, but...

Darling, weddings are
all about the buffet!

Or did you think people go
for the company?

They go to eat for free!

But don't be late. It's Nadia's birthday.

She wants a cake with no eggs or milk.

Or sugar or flour...
I'll have to bake a tree.

You go ahead, dear.

Don't worry, Hazem's got this.

You know, guys, I don't need a babysitter.

Better safe than sorry.

I'll be just an hour.

Try not to improvise or use your brain.

-And you're paying for these nuts.
-No, Mom's treating me.

I'm coming, Hadi.

Hello, Paris!

A photo...

Excuse me?

Am I see-through?

I want a photo.

What the hell?

Excuse me!

Can you take a photo of us two?

You two?

Yes! The Tower and I.

That sneaky witch...

You're an Arab?

Yes, an Arab. I'm Egyptian.

Why didn't you say so,
my brother from the land of Mo Salah!

-Great to meet you!
-It's not great.

It's tragic!

I've been robbed!

-I can't be robbed!
-Robbed?

I'm from Zefta!

Calm down and talk to me.
Where were you robbed?

-She tricked me and robbed me.
-Who?

That girl on the bus.

All smiles and angel eyes...

That sly fox. She deceived me.

-Come with me. I'll help you.
-What?

Follow me. We'll figure it out.

-Come.
-Okay.

I'll be right back!

Don't move!

Oh, my God.

Happy birthday, Nuni.
I wish we were together. I miss you.

But we'll make up for it.

I tried to call,
but I guess you're in class.

I'll try again when school's out.

I love you.

And don't worry,
I got you everything you asked for. Bye.

Good morning.

I miss you already, silly.

"Silly" never sounded quite so sweet!

I heard Montasser went
to finally meet his lover.

I'm almost done with work. Lunch after?

I swear if you call me "silly"
one more time...

I also have some calls to make,
but lunch sounds great.

Bye.

Hello? What's up, brother?

Cool.

I need a favor.
Do you know where Georges is?

He's not answering.

Okay.

All right, I'm on my way.

Talk later.

Paris is beautiful, right?

I never had the chance to see it.

Maybe after we meet your guy,
could you take me back to Paris

so I can get a photo with the tower?

How can I take you to Paris
when we're already there?

Where? Where is Paris?

I feel like we're in Al-Moski!

Fine. This is Paris,

and I'm Mo Salah. Let's go.

-Get your cheap veggies here!
-Ali!

Have you seen Georges?

No, brother. He must be at his restaurant.

Great, thanks.

Tomatoes!

An Asian called Ali who speaks French?

What a combo.

And who's Georges?

Georges is the only guy in Paris
who can get your stuff back.

-Got it?
-Got it.

Keep walking.

Hisham! How are you?

Happy birthday to Nadia.

A happy day for all of us.

Where are you?

I just landed in Egypt.
I'm surprising the kids at school.

How's everything with you?

Major point for him.

Hisham, 1, Ola, 0.

Oh! Good for you. How lovely.

Is everything okay with you?

Me? Yeah. I'm great.

-I'm good.
-When do you get back?

-I'll be back after tomorrow.
-Awesome. We can all celebrate together.

Sure.

Anyway, I won't keep you.

-Okay.
-Okay.

-Okay. I'll call you guys later then.
-Good.

Welcome back.

-Bye.
-Bye.

What's up, Chef! Smells good.

Hey, all good?

Hello, Mr. Georges.

This gentleman lost his money,
phone and passport.

He's from Egypt,
and he doesn't know a soul here.

I thought maybe you could help.

He's not in his right mind.

He keeps asking me to take him to Paris.

What's your name?

Montasser.

Montasser Hassan El-Zayat.

Where were you robbed?

-By the Eiffel Tower.
-By Eiffel...

Don't look so sad.
It's not the end of the world.

I know that it was an accident
and that we're no longer together.

But it may be
my last chance to be a mother.

I'm not asking you for anything.

Karim, it's a baby, not a funeral!

What do you mean, Claire?
What are you saying?

What does "bébé" mean in French?