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02x01 - Service Dog

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Masameer County". Aired: July 1, 2021.*
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A humorous view on a changing Saudi, this season includes stories about a global media w*r, a long-standing tribal feud and a health craze gone too far.

02x01 - Service Dog

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MASAMEER COUNTY

I told you there wouldn't be a crowd.
But you rushed us.

- Give it some time, you'll see the crowd.
- I could've trimmed my mustache better.

It's perfect dude. There's nothing better.

- What do you think, Saad?
- None of my business.

Don't ask a sick man, dude.
Hurry up. We're late.

We're not late, man.

Hey!

This line is only for contestants
in the Cosplay competition.

- If you want the exhibition...
- Boy. Boy.

...go to the other gate.

I want to enter the competition.

What is your name and character?

Saltooh Dakheel Allah.
My character is Abu Jandal.

- Who?
- Abu Jandal from "Esoeed's Return".

DC or Marvel?

All the rascals in the valley, come out.

Excuse me! Next please.

- This is Saad Ghannam.
- What's his character?

No, I only came with them.

Zombie.

Good evening, kitty cat.
Do you have a lighter?

Because the first prize winner
is standing in front of you,

and wants to smoke a victory cigar.

- No dogs allowed in the competition.
- Says who?

Says us, actually.

Please help me. I've been
working on Nathan's cosplay for months.

Animals are not allowed, dear.
Unless they're service animals.

- Okay, I'm a service dog.
- Who are you serving?

- The disabled man.
- Zombie.

Show me your card.

- Card?
- Service card.

Hurry up, dude. Move it.

Be patient, Krashis.
This is a Cosplay competition,

not a fast food restaurant.

- Wow, fat shaming.
- Zip it.

Listen, we're all businessmen.

I'm an agriculture student.

Perfect!

I'm sure you won't say no
to having some green in your life.

SERVICE ANIMAL

SERVICE ANIMAL

SERVICE ANIMAL

SERVICE ANIMAL

SERVICE ANIMAL

I was checking the score of the match.

Do we want him?

Or need him?

He made this offer
because he knows we need him.

- What about Mackenzie's offer?
- Trust me, Abu Rakan.

If Mackenzie could leave his grave
to wipe Tokushima's shoes,

he wouldn't hesitate.

That's it. Let's give him what he wants
and sign the biggest deal for the center.

In my opinion...

With God's blessings.

Listen. If you say anything during
the meeting, I'll bash your head open.

- But I want to speak!
- What will you say?

As you know, sometimes...

The Norwegian school of...

Exactly. Shut up. Don't say a word.

Mr. Tokushima.

We are here today
because of the incredible work you did

in increasing
Sweden's productivity tenfold.

If there is someone who can help us
do the same here in our county,

it is definitely you.

Therefore, I am glad to tell you
that we have agreed

to all of your terms and conditions.

Very well. Allow me 15 hours to consider.

MAJID: A BEAUTIFUL MATCH.
HARD LUCK FOR YOUR EFFORTS.

BREAKING NEWS:

PROF. NAWAF WILL
VISIT THE COUNTY AFTER 3 DAYS.

Miss Nora! Miss Nora!

I pooped in my pants only one time today.

Wow! Well done, Adooly!

Nawaf, sweetie,

do you think investment in Nasdaq
is better than the Chinese market?

If you don't care about the distributions.

Mr. Nawaf, Mr. Nawaf!

Is it true the story of how you
rescued a rhinoceros in the Khrees Tunnel

will be made into a movie
directed by Martin Scorsese?

Actually, I cannot confirm anything now.

Yes! Yes!

THE HERO AND THE RHINOCEROS

PROF. NAWAF - SCORSESE
DR. ADEL

An overrated movie,
it doesn't deserve all this credit.

They are giving out Oscars like candy.

The true winner
is the one who won your heart, darling.

Mom?

Who's your daddy now, boy?

I beg you! You're my daddy, Nawaf.
Have mercy, please!

This isn't fun anymore.

I'll conquer the whole world.

This is so boring!

I will go to t*rture Adel.

No! Get me out of here, I beg you!
Get me out of here.

I beg you!

I think I have to go now.

SHY LION SHAWARMA

There are many types of service dogs,

including military service dogs.

Their task is
to protect military personnel


by putting themselves in danger.

- Oh, God.
-Police service dogs

which hunt down the most
notorious criminals and murderers.


- God willing.
-Psychotherapy dogs.

They are tasked with sitting, sleeping
and eating with fragile people


in need of emotional support.

Bingo.

Adel. Wake up, Adel.

You haven't fired him yet?

- We can't fire him.
- Even after what he did today?

That's my point.
It's obvious he's not in his right mind.

Look at this.

Clause 27 from the Labor Code.

Twenty-seven. No employees
suffering from mental setback can be fired

without first receiving
one week of psychological counseling.

I waited for five years,
I can wait another week.

On one condition.

If his condition improves
after counseling, he can return to work.

Human rights nonsense!

I miss the good old days. I swear to God.

I once fired an employee
just because I felt like it.

I wrote in the report that the reason for
firing him was because I didn't like him.

You're joking, right?

This is the list of psychological counsels
we're dealing with.

Some of them are excellent,
and others are--

Let's send him to someone with one issue
and he leaves with a million others.

I don't want him just to be fired.

I want him totally unemployable.

I love your evil vibe, you dog.

GLOBAL CONSULTANTS
FOR MENTAL HEALTH

Listen. I don't believe
in psychotherapy over the phone...

DR. BARBIAN
PSYCHIATRIST AND VETERINARIAN

...let's meet face to face.

It's up to you.
Tell me when you will be available.

Okay. One last question, Doctor.

Those pills you prescribed for me.

Are you sure they will
stop my suicidal thoughts?

God bless you. Goodbye.

Doctor,
there are two people in the waiting room.

That's it. This is the end.

End of what exactly?

My belief in humanity, Doctor.

This society stole the only thing
that gives me a sense of value.

How did it steal it?

Listen, he hasn't stolen it yet.

But what I know about him
is he is always after me.

Don't you think these could be
mere illusions in your mind?

I went to Hope Hospital this morning
to offer them my humanitarian services.

They stopped me at the door and said,
"Show us your card."

My card?

My card is here, as*h*le!

- Excuse my French.
- Don't worry.

Gossip news.

Professor Nawaf is coming.

He's coming to take over my job!

If I lost it, do you think Om Abdul Rahman
would stay with me?

What do you think the solution is?

The solution is for you
to give me a service dog card.

To spread my wings
and soar in the charity work sky.

To help demented,
mentally ill and mentally disabled people.

This is not a bad idea. What do you think?

I trust you, Doctor.

Go ahead.

You will be an excellent service dog,

but before I give you the card
you have to prove yourself.

Bullshit!

You should have
stuck with Abu Jandal's character.

Dude! Those damned Gen Z.
They don't know Charlie Chaplin.

What's the purpose of these ba*ls?

For the Cosplay tomorrow. Fifi Abdou.

My back!

That's enough, let go of me!

Orange. Orange!

That's enough, Mousa!
The guy said the safe word.

He didn't say it.

Dude, he said, "Orange."
We agreed on "Orangy."

Are you kidding me?

Wait outside!

What's up, Abu Abdul Rahman?
What's your biggest problem today?

The return...

of Prof...

Nawaf!

Looks like we need a higher dose.

What the hell are you doing?

Whipping therapy. Distracting the
psychological pain with physical pain.

What did you do about your card?
The registration will close in two days.

This is my entry card, Saad.
It's a long story.

What's this stupid therapy? He's dying.

Wikipedia, Saltooh. Therapy methods...

First, physical pain therapy.

A method used since
the European Dark Ages,

and abandoned by the Renaissance scholars
in the seventeenth century?

After it cost millions of lives?

And what's number 2?

Second, therapy by letting go.

A scientific, modern and effective method
for treating psychological disorders.

Why didn't you start with this one, as*h*le?

I figured I should try them in order.

Hello.

Did you post an ad on the Haraj website?

- Who are you?
- Mousa.

- You're Mousa?
- I'm Mousa.

Then who's the guy who just left?

He's comin', he's comin'
He's here, have no fear


- Where are we?
-Stay by his side

-And he'll take you for a ride
- Where are we going?

He's comin', he's comin'
He's here, have no fear


Nawaf is back. Nawaf is here

Listen, Abu Abdul Rahman.

This place was
my balcony overlooking happiness.

And?

I used to come here every day
and peep-watch for hours.

Euphoria would come over me
when I'd see her in the garden.

That would be four years in prison,
but keep going.

She was my opium, Dr. Adel.

Little did I know that I was
both the customer and the dealer.

- Are you making fun of me, as*h*le?
- Get to the point.

Here.

What am I supposed to see now?

Look at that fine piece of a*s,
Abu Abdul Rahman.

Exactly. Seeta.

What's her story?

- His time is here. In front of you.
- What time?

What's his story?

That's my Prof. Nawaf, Adel.

There was a time
I'd wake up from sleep if he farted.

- That b*stard sickened my body and soul.
- What did he do to you?

He used my love for Seeta
and blackmailed me.

He made me his servant
in his farm in Druma.

When I had the chance to talk to him
about Seeta,

he laughed at me and said,

"Get out of here, you stray.
Go find someone like you."

I'm really sorry for you, Trad,
but I can't see the moral of this story.

Listen to me, shitface!

That man wanted to ruin me,
but my love for Seeta made me weak.

Just like you and Nawaf.

Clinging to your job has made you weak.

- Okay.
- Let go, Adel.

- I got it.
- Let go and stop crying like a woman.

Calm down, dear.

That's enough.

What do you think I should do?

I'll show you what you should do.

Tokushima!

Tokushima!

Tokushima!

Kaidi, cancel all my appointments.

Adel.

If Prof. Nawaf comes to take your job,
let him come and find no job to take.

Deprive him of his a*mo.

Stick it to capitalism, Abu Abdul Rahman.

Actually, I'm surprised.

I thought you were loyal,
and if Adel resigned, you'd resign too.

Ma'am, my loyalty is to the person
sitting in this chair.

I respect your pragmatism, but honestly,
I've never liked snakes.

Give us two days to think about it.

Abu Abdul Rahman?

Sleteen.

You were defending me in my absence?

Sure, Abu Abdul Rahman.

This is my sacred duty,
may God grant you long life.

I appreciate your loyalty.

But let me save you time and effort.

Dr. Fatima,
I'm sorry about what happened yesterday.

I take full responsibility.

Therefore,
I'm here to submit my resignation.

I'm sure the center
will be fine with you here.

Farewell.

Is he serious?

No!

What did you do, you fool?

Shame on you, Adel!

What is it?

That b*stard implicated us!

We can't fire him now.

We don't have to fire him. He resigned.

"He resigned."

If you had accepted his resignation today,
you would've been doomed.

Please explain, before I stab you.

If you accept his resignation,

you are tacitly acknowledging
that he is in his right mind.

What does that mean?

It means that sending him to
a psychiatrist was a malicious decision.

He went to treatment, got his mind right,
and then resigned.

Wait. Did you just draw the "Mona Lisa"?

You idiot, this is what you'd look like
in front of the board!

You'll say that you sent him to treatment
and he was cured in under 24 hours!

- Then the first thing he did was resign!
- What's your point?

My point is that Adel entangled us
in a loop and now he is unfirable.

Who's that greyhound with him?

That's not a greyhound.
I think it's a pit bull hybrid or...

Trad. His name is Trad, ma'am.

Trad?

Ask Trad to come here for coffee.

Hello?

- Hi, Doctor, good news. Adel is cured.
-Wonderful.

I'll be in your clinic in 30 minutes.

I'll hand you the patient,
you hand me my card.

I'm in Yanbu, dear.

Really? Fine,
I'm on my way to the airport. I'll come...

No, I can't meet you.

- Why not?
- My mom passed away.

May she rest in peace.
When will you come back?

The day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow?
Fine, but are you sure?

- Sure, dear.
- Okay, bye. Have fun.

Farewell, you shitty world.
I won't miss you.

Damn! The match between Al-Ahly
and Al-Ittihad is today.

Okay, I'll k*ll myself some other day.

How do you feel now, dude?

Honestly? This is the best day in my life.

Well done. You see this cigar?

I was saving it for myself, when I
accomplish something great in my life.

But today...

You're the achiever, Abu Abdul Rahman.
You deserve it.

Trad. I'm grateful for this.

- Your cigar is dry, man!
- Give it to me. I know how to smoke it.

You're right!
It's bad for our health anyway.

I'll make it up to you.

You're a truly good dog, Trad.

Right? Blessings follow me wherever I go.

Teacher.

Nice suit, Tokushima.

But it's not for you.

I blamed myself a lot after you left.

But maybe I wasn't the best mentor.

Tokushima. You will meet your true mentor.

Pressure 300.

That's good.

Tokushima is not replying.

I can't blame him.
What Adel did to him wasn't easy.

Adel. Firing that as*h*le isn't enough.

I want to drag him to court.

You want my honest opinion?
Actually, I don't like this Tokushima.

As if he's the only Japanese!

- Why? Do you have someone else in mind?
- Yes.

- Who?
- Shigeru Miyamoto.

Trad's agreed to meet you, Ma'am.

- Perfect.
- But he doesn't want to come here.

He wants to meet us in a neutral place.

And we pay the bill.

Welcome!

Black coffee for the graceful guy.

And black coffee for mademoiselle.

- Where's the birthday boy?
- That's me. Here I am.

Good God, where is he?
Has anybody seen the birthday boy?

I'm here!

It looks like the birthday boy
didn't come.

- I'm here! Look at me!
- Here is the birthday boy!

One sparkles unicorn
strawberry milk shake for you.

Enjoy, my birthday boy.
I want to squeeze your cheeks.

I will bring
the rest of the orders shortly.

- Chop chop.
- Happy birthday, Trad.

It's not even my birthday! I tricked them.

Why did Barbian ask you to treat Adel?

Why do you have a big belly?

- Exactly. That's none of your business.
- My good man.

We're worried about Adel.

We sent him to therapy, and the next day,
he handed in his resignation.

- It's better for him.
- How is that better for him?

Adel is afraid Prof. Nawaf
would steal his job after his return.

So I told him,
"You should end this decisively."

- Professor Nawaf?
- Isn't he in Harvard?

No, he's coming back.

Interesting.

What's your interest in helping Adel?

Honestly? It's not out of charity.

Plot twist.

I want a service dog card.

Barbian said he would give me one
if I fixed Adel.

So, Adel trusts you now?

Trusts me? More than his mother!

Great.

I want you to mess with Adel's mind,
and give him a nervous breakdown.

Destroy him. Make him cause a disaster,
give me an excuse to fire him on the spot!

No, you b*stard.

What are you doing?

I know the dog and bone theory.

But guess what, kitty cat?

This is one dog you cannot bone.

I have my honor!

Would you like anything extra?

Get us half a goat.

God bless you.

Nafea. Call Barbian and tell him
that if he gives Trad the card,

then we will cancel his contract.

Okay.

First thing,
let's agree that honor is overrated.

Second thing,

what is the level of breakdown
you want Adel to reach?

Good boy.

What took you so long?

- They won't accept your resignation.
- Why?

They want you to go back to work,
until Nawaf comes and eats you alive.

Don't say that.

They're not loyal colleagues,
Abu Abdul Rahman.

Okay.

- But listen, I have a plan.
- What is it?

Now, we start Operation Burning Bridges.

Burning what?

WITH BEST REGARDS, ADEL

Let's go ahead.

Find someone to replace Adel.

Sleteen.

Send a job offer to Prof. Nawaf.

Prof. Nawaf?

To take Adel's position.

Are you sure about this?

Are you still Adel's loyal dog?

No. Screw him, ma'am.
I'll send the contract now.

Fire him. This is my final decision.

But...

my duty as a human obliges me
to call that guy and advise him

to eat more leafy green vegetables,

because that poor b*stard's suffering
from a severe fiber deficiency.

Good news, I did it.

Great! Listen,
I have to finish something and then--

What thing?

I'm in Kozycon, Abu Abdul Rahman.
I'm entering a competition.

Kozycon?

Since I'm now an insignificant person
who has fallen out of society,

I want to be friends with you.

Sure. No problem.
I'll send you the location.

Deal. I'll be there in a few minutes.

- When will you get your card, dude?
- Any minute now.

Registration will end in half an hour.

Okay, go together
and I'll catch up with you.

Okay. Call me once you're in.

My card is late, isn't it?

You made him sh*t on my desk, you idiot?

- Tell me honestly, what do you think?
- I think you're a bigger fool than Adel!

Huh? Enough nonsense, Fatima.
Where's my card?

Read my tone, you idiot.

Do you think this context
means you'll get a card?

Dr. Fatima! I beg you! No!
This is my dream.

I stomp on your dream.

Yes, cry, you cheap dog.
You destroyed your friend for a card. Bye.

No, please, Fatima. I want
to say something before you hang up.

What is it, dog?

I want you to mess with Adel's mind.

Make him cause a disaster,
give me an excuse to fire him on the spot!


I want my card in Kozycon's parking lot
within half an hour.

Toodle-oo.

CENTER FOR
NATIONAL BURDEN REDUCTION

WELCOMES PROF. NAWAF

Prof. Nawaf apologized.

He can't come here
because his time is limited.

- And?
- He wants to meet in another place.

Are we paying?

Trad?

Did you bring the card?

Mr. Adel!

Where is Mr. Adel?

SERVICE ANIMAL

Sleteen.

Are you sure this is the right place?

Ma'am, you want to meet
Prof. Nawaf, right? There he is.

Good evening!

Are you ready to party?

We're ready, dude. I swear!

Join me in welcoming
the world-famous deejay...

Prof...

Nawaf!

What's up my bi--

Professor Nawaf is in the house.

But first, I have great news.

Starting from today,
I'm not just a deejay,

I'm a deejay, slash...

the new executive director of

the Center for National Burden Reduction!

Is this the one you brought
to lead our center?

No, dude. That's not him.

And now,

we will announce the winner
of the award for Best Cosplay!

Mr. Tokushima!

Calm down, Trad.
Don't forget the lesson you taught me.

Don't be too attached to everything.

Damn you and damn everything!

Call an ambulance.

Mr. Adel.

For many years,

my deepest convictions eluded me.

I have abandoned my sensei's teachings.

He thought I was afraid of the water.

The truth is,

my fear was...

FOMO.

FOMO?

This Filipino wants to k*ll you,
Abu Abdul Rahman.

I have believed I would find happiness
in pursuing materialistic success.

But in the end, you showed me the truth!

True happiness and peace

is in letting go.

Teacher!

Is this part of the party, or what?

If rehiring Adel is what will it take
to have you on board,

then to hell with it.

This is a small price I'm willing to pay.

CENTER FOR
NATIONAL BURDEN REDUCTION

WELCOMES BACK DR. ADEL

Very well.

I think it's time to let Fatima go.

It's not that simple.

Your case is really bad, and
I don't want to start with medications.

So we'll start a clinically-proven method.

Zubida, let him in.

Good evening. Where is the patient?

Here she is, but be careful.
She's suffering from PTSD.

I don't like K-pop. Let's go, Fatoom.

Have no fear, Fatoom.
You'll be good as new by nightfall.

Wikipedia says
the third method of psychotherapy

is intensive electroshock therapy.

MASAMEER COUNTY