♪ Well ♪
♪ That's all right ♪
♪ That's all right ♪
♪ That's all right
♪ Anyway you do ♪
♪ It's all right ♪
♪ It's all right ♪
Sameer takes the ball!
♪ It's all right now, mama ♪
♪ Anyway you do ♪
Free kick!
We're in a hurry,
and you're playing this rancid game?
Your face is rancid.
Hamoodi, listen to your sister,
don't waste time. Let them focus.
Dad, did you fix my Walkman yet?
Not yet. Go help your mom.
♪ It will be all right ♪
♪ And oh, mama ♪
♪ Yeah, it's all right, mama ♪
Don't be scared.
♪ It's all right, mama ♪
♪ Anyway you do ♪
♪ It's all right ♪
♪ It's all right ♪
♪ It's all right now, mama ♪
This is our nest egg.
If the Iraqis find it, they'll take it.
♪ It will be all right, mama ♪
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Stop, stop, stop.
Everyone off of the bus and take
your luggage with you. Immediately.
Nadia, don't start crying.
You'll get us caught.
Sameer, follow Nadia. I have a plan.
Hamoodi.
Hamoodi, look after Sameer. Okay?
- Uh-huh.
- Okay? Go.
Go, habibi. Good bye.
I can't let them
search our bags with the money.
Oh, God, make this task easy
and do not make it difficult.
"And we have put a barrier before them
and after them, so they can't see."
You have to pay taxes.
That's the law.
If we find money before you come forward,
we will confiscate it all.
On the bus.
Come on. Quickly.
Wait a minute.
I didn't see you get off the bus.
You think I'm an idiot?
Do you hear me or not?
If I may, please. We don't have any money.
Okay, take them…
Take Michelangelo.
Everyone know he's the best.
For the love of God.
Hey, what are you doing?
You think you're so important?
Making women and children cry?
These have all been searched.
Look at the mess they made.
Why are you still standing here?
Get off the bus at once.
Don't be scared, habibi.
You like Ninja Turtles, right?
Take it with you and enjoy it.
You're Palestinian, right?
- Yes, Palestinian.
- You're among family here.
May God bless you.
God bless you. May you arrive in peace.
- Thank you!
- God be with you. Drive.
Hamoodi, where did you learn
to cry like that?
How do you think
I got the Walkman?
So clever.
♪ South Park ♪
♪ Said I'm 'bout to lose my mind ♪
♪ South Park ♪
♪ South Park ♪
♪ Said I'm 'bout to lose my mind ♪
♪ South Park ♪
Take one.
Take one.
Hey. You're still blaming me. Take. Take.
- How many more pounds of chicken are left?
- Eleven.
Sorry I'm so late.
Good to see y'all. Come on in.
Do you… You don't have an antacid, do you?
No. I have some raw honey and tea.
I have a crystal that might work too.
Just put it on your chest.
- Where were you born, Mrs. Najjar?
- Uh, I was born in Palestine.
And, and then, after the Zionists,
we moved to Kuwait, me and my husband.
- From Kuwait to the US.
- You know what?
You can't get this flustered on the stand.
They'll throw a lot at you.
- Stay calm, cool and focused. Got it?
- I am not frustrated, dear Lizzie.
I am just trying to remember
word by word the script you wrote.
Mama, you remember
the note cards I made for you?
No, Mo, enough, I can't take it anymore.
This is reminding me of everything
painful we went through.
The IDF forcing us
to move from Haifa to Burin,
us leaving Kuwait after the Gulf w*r.
The Iraqis breaking the front door.
The Kuwaitis breaking the side door,
and eventually the Americans
breaking the back door.
And on top of that,
I have to watch my husband
get imprisoned for false accusations
and being tortured, physically, for it.
Listen, Lizzie.
I've seen a lot.
But there's nothing worse than practicing
this stupid script of yours.
It's okay.
Ms. Najjar…
Just like that.
Minus the part about writing your script.
Just like that.
That's it?
Anything else, Mama?
- No, habibi.
- You sure?
I've said everything.
All right, y'all,
the paperwork is in a good place.
You and Sameer have your testimonies down.
This was our last order of business,
and we nailed it.
God willing, in a couple of days,
you'll all be asylees.
- Oh, God. In shall ah.
- Nice.
Guy wants this in two hours,
is that okay? Cool.
Ramon, if I see that ass cr*ck again,
I'll pour car oil down it.
Take care of this, I'll come back for it.
- Come on, Mom. Let's go.
- Yeah.
Thank you.
We're good.
Hi, I wanted to confirm
my clients' courtroom for today.
- It's Najjars. N-A...
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down.
N…
- A…
- Hang on.
Computer froze again.
Oh. Okay.
- I have Pepto Bismol. Let me get you some.
- I already took Pepto Bismol. Enough.
- It's stress. Detachment anxiety.
- Why?
The stuff he's going through
with that girl. Maria.
She gave him diarrhea.
If you listen to me,
and see it's a blessing,
and it's a positive thing,
I will hook you up with a nice girl, Mama.
You don't get to ruin my relationship
and then play set up.
I ruined it?
How? How, son? By giving her
my bracelet and being kind and nice?
Want the truth?
You didn't even give her a chance.
Room 107.
107. You sure?
That's what I said.
Okay. Thank you.
All right, come on. This way.
This way.
…very cute.
- They're a handful.
- I can see.
Especially the little one.
Is it hard
being away from Nigeria?
I'm in Houston.
Where I live is Little Nigeria.
Oh, yeah? How did you get here?
On the Mayflower.
I came with Christopher Columbus.
Looking for spices.
Got lost in the Bahamas.
Oh…
I'm so sorry.
- Sameer, son.
- Yeah?
Was I really terrible to Maria?
No.
You were just very, very rude.
No, no. I only wanted Hamoodi
to marry the right girl. That's all.
Oh, God!
You okay in there?
Yeah, I'm doing good.
- Hey, Mama?
- Hm.
How come you never ask me
about getting married?
What do you mean?
I'm your oldest son, and you never ask me.
- Is it because something's wrong with me?
- No, no, no, no, no, no. No. No, no.
Don't ever think like that.
You're amazing.
There's nothing wrong with you.
- Now, tell me.
- Huh.
- Tell me.
- Huh.
Yeah?
- What?
- What do you look for in a future wife?
I want a Yemeni girl.
I wanna wear a khanjar on my wedding day.
- Khanjar, khanjar like the dagger?
- Yeah, khanjar.
Enjoy…
Enjoy, my ass!
- Hey, bro.
- I don't speak Spanish.
No, I speak English.
You got any more of those in the back?
Already.
Already what? It already took my money,
that's what. I put a dollar and it's gone.
It's out of order.
If you knew it's out of order,
why would you let me try it?
Well, the display's supposed to say
the machine isn't working,
but the display's not working.
What it do?
What it do? What you should do
is make your own sign and put it up on it.
That's what to do.
Yes, sir.
I'm in the f*cking Matrix.
- There you are. I've been looking for you.
- Yeah.
Uh, you look like sh*t.
- How do you really feel? Got water?
- Just got confiscated.
Son of a bitch.
You sick? I can't get sick,
I'm going to New Orleans...
God, relax. I'm fine.
- Is it nerves? What's...
- Yes, it's nerves. It's...
All right. Okay, okay. It's gonna be fine.
- sh*t.
- What did she just say?
They assigned a Mexican woman
a French translator.
Her case is delayed by six months.
sh*t.
- We should go.
- Let's get the f*ck out of here.
Nadia, give this
to your brother for his sweat.
- What's going on with you and Mom?
- Maria and I broke up because of Mom.
Really? Maria broke up with you
because of Mom?
And other stuff.
Look, it's complicated. Gimme a…
- I don't need these questions now.
- You made it sound like it was her fault.
I'm trying to figure out what happened.
- So what's going on?
- Don't know. We should've been called.
I don't know what's up.
Samia, congratulations,
habibti. I'm so happy for you.
Thank you.
Oh, look, habibti,
look who it is.
It's the Najjars. How funny.
Mo, I miss you.
I miss you.
- And who might you be?
- Oh, Lizzie Horowitz. Their attorney.
Horowitz? Seriously?
You have a problem
with that? Uh?
- Mm-hm?
- Uh?
- Mm-hm?
- Uh?
- Mm-hm?
- Uh?
I see.
- Rhonda Modad. Nice to meet you.
- Ms. Modad.
We just got back from the other building
where Samia's asylum was granted.
Yes.
Don't you want to congratulate Samia?
Bullshit. I don't believe you
for a second.
Yes, Mo, I did that for her.
Me, Rhonda Modad, attorney-at-law,
proud Palestinian.
I wish you all the luck
in the world, Lizzie Horowitz.
- Thank you, Modad.
- Only, why are you all here?
We're waiting for our hearing, okay?
Enough of this.
Really? I just heard them
in the other building saying,
"Najjars, Najjars, where are the Najjars?"
Look, that's not funny, okay?
I know I fired you,
you kept the money,
it's no time to play games.
- I heard it. They said Najjar.
- See?
Lizzie, what the hell's going on?
- She's saying that they were calling us.
- Not us. He told us 107.
Are you sure you're not
in the other building? 107-B?
I checked in first thing...
You should've double and triple-checked.
Did you talk to Eddie?
Because he's well known
for his clerical errors.
You know what? Hopefully,
it's not too late. You better go.
- Let's go. Salaam, Najjars.
- Good luck!
- What's going on?
- He didn't say A or B, he said 107.
- We should check. Put your shoes on!
- I am, Mo!
- Why do you take them off?
- They're uncomfortable!
- You're 6'2", wear flats!
- Calm down, yalla.
- Excuse me.
- Why are you pulling away from the pack?
- This isn't the Olympics.
- One of us has to check in.
- Wait!
- Come on!
When do you jog?
How did you get the numbers wrong?
I didn't, he didn't tell me any letters!
- I'm out of breath.
- You okay? Where's Sameer?
- Where's Sameer?
- Go find him!
- Go get Sameer. Please.
- Where is your brother?
Hello. I'm Elizabeth Horowitz,
I represent the Najjar family.
We've been calling you for ten minutes.
We've moved on already.
What do you mean? You out of your mind?
- You gotta get us in.
- Mo, it's okay.
It's not okay.
Mr. Clean here thinks he can wipe off
whoever he wants to off the list!
- Better get us in. You don't scare me.
- Excuse me?
Mo! You gotta get your sh*t together.
You'll f*ck this all up.
Please. Stop it. Enough.
I'm sorry.
There seems to be a misunderstanding.
- Should've gone with Modad.
- No, I like this Polish lady.
- Really?
- Why would I help?
That guy just called me Mr. Clean!
It doesn't matter
that they told me…
You know, Mama,
been thinking a lot about this.
Maria, it's not all your fault. It's mine.
No.
I wasn't easy as well.
It's an impossible situation.
Pick between my mom and my girlfriend?
Listen, Mama, In shall ah, if it's gonna
work for you, it's gonna work for us.
In shall ah.
- Ma'am, I'm sorry, but you...
- Don't you "Ma'am" me!
They have money to renew the courthouse,
and they can't get the room numbers right?
You know how long they've been waiting?
What they've been through?
- Stay here, Mom.
- No, son. Calm down.
I know what you're feeling,
hearing about what happened to Dad
- that way is not easy. I know.
- Mama, I know Dad was tortured.
Found it in the case file.
I wish he was alive so I could show
how much I appreciate him.
For real, son.
If your dad was alive,
he would've been really proud of you.
Really, Mama.
In shall ah.
- There they are. Where have you been?
- I saw a bird.
- You saw a bird.
- Yeah.
- A birdie? Oh!
- A purple finch.
- Yeah.
- You know what's happening today?
- It's very rare.
- It's a rare case.
…right now or the ACLU
and I will file
a chapter three malpractice suit,
and I'll name you
personally as a defendant.
So what's it gonna be?
- Okay.
- Oh, thank you!
Okay. Go, go, go, go.
Chapter three malpractice suit?
I made it up.
It's all good.
I'm going to Dreams tonight.
The case is set for hearing on the issue
of relief from removal,
specifically asylum.
We'll now invite Ms. Najjar
to the stand, please.
You got this.
Raise your right hand.
You swear the testimony you'll give
today is true and correct so help you God?
Yes, of course.
Please.
- Ms. Horowitz, whenever you're ready.
- Thank you, Your Honor.
- Would you state your name for the record?
- Yusra Najjar.
When were you born, Ms. Najjar?
March 5th, 1958.
And where were you born?
Burin, Palestine.
Objection. Palestine is not a state
recognized by the court.
Overruled.
Counsel, continue.
Ms. Najjar, when you immigrated
to the United States, was it from Kuwait?
Excuse me. Just, uh… Excuse me.
I'm sorry to interrupt Ms. Najjar.
It says here that you are married
to Mustafa Najjar. Is that correct?
Yes.
Could you tell me
about your husband, please?
Yes, um…
He's from the same village like me.
He used to work as a telecommunication
engineer back home,
and, um, when we came here to America,
he went and bought a store...
A 99 Cent Plus store.
Yes.
Ms. Najjar, could I ask you
to please step down and rejoin counsel?
Yes.
Ms. Najjar, I knew your husband
when I used to sit
on the other side of this bench.
Is, is he not here today?
No, um…
He passed away over 20 years ago.
I was afraid that was the case.
Mustafa was my client.
We, we worked together for nearly a year
before he…
He disappeared. I mean...
Your Honor, his death was very sudden.
I am so very sorry.
Thank you.
I remember hearing his story.
I imagined myself being in his shoes,
wondering how he could retain
such hope after enduring so much.
And I'd be so honored
to help his family today.
- Alhamdulillah!
- Yes! Alhamdulillah!
- But unfortunately…
- What?
I cannot continue these proceedings.
Huh?
Of course, you can. Why not?
Because I knew him.
Exactly. We're good people.
So sign the paper.
- We'll go to cr*cker Barrel, get a steak...
- I'm sure you're good people.
I'm sorry. I...
Judge, Your Honor,
please just sign the paper.
- It's a conflict of interest.
- I understand...
I have no choice
but to recuse myself.
I give you my word,
I'll try to get you through this system.
- But you're gonna have to reschedule.
- When?
When? You know how hard it is
just to get in? Till when?
That I cannot answer.
Court is adjourned.
♪ When will I smile again? ♪
♪ Not for a while again ♪
♪ When will I smile again for you? ♪
♪ When will I laugh again? ♪
♪ I'm lost in the past again ♪
♪ When will I smile again for you? ♪
♪ When will the fates turn towards me? ♪
♪ When will they clap and adore me? ♪
♪ When will I smile again for you? ♪
♪ Yes, when is our time again? ♪
01x07 - Testimony
This series is loosely based on Amer's own life as a Palestinian refugee living in Houston, Texas.