All language subtitles for [English] Aik Aur Pakeezah Episode 07

She exhausted me by
dragging me around.

My head is completely spinning.

We went to four different shops.

Four shops, and do you think
she liked a single outfit? Not a chance.

She's unbelievably picky.

Then just have one made
to order.

If we get one custom-made,

she'll just complain that it's not
this or it's not that.

You have no idea.
My sister is out of her mind.

I had to drink three glasses of
lemonade just to get my head straight.

And even then, she told me to skip
work and go shopping with her again.

By the way,

what color was
the dress you wore?

Tea pink.

Tea pink.

You must have looked
stunning in that.

Your sister must be
beautiful, too.

She’s a nightmare.
An absolute witch.

A complete demon.

Actually, she is pretty.

Nothing like me, though.
She has a fair complexion.

She actually looks
a lot like you.

Why don't you talk to Akbar?

Asgar told me he had
a falling out with that girl.

When I asked, he wouldn't
give me a straight answer.

He just wouldn't say a word.

I told you, didn't I?

Asgar told me she's the type
who wears pants.

All these girls who wear
pants are the same,

always moving from
one person to another.

You used to wear pants, too.
You looked good in them.

At Akbar's wedding,
you have to wear pants.

Yaseen's mother was saying
she has a couple of excellent proposals

from virtuous, respectable families.

The kind of girls whose headscarves
never leave their heads

and who aren't caught up
in this mobile phone nonsense.

Why are you so obsessed
with getting Akbar married?

Why wouldn't I be?

He's getting married late as it is.

He's not getting any younger.

Our Akbar is two or two-and-a-half
years older than Yaseen.

And haven't you noticed?

He's been so distant
and moody lately.

It would be good if a virtuous,
respectable girl came into his life.

His mind will be at ease,

and he'll forget
all his past sorrows.

Asgar said the same thing.

A good, virtuous girl will
help him forget everything.

We all need to forget the past
and move forward.

Do you really think he's forgotten it
all and moved forward?

Yes.

He said he doesn't even
remember having a sister.

He asked, “What was her name?

Who is this Pakeezah?”

You already know how I am.

My memory is fading.

I put things down and completely
forget where they are.

I can't even remember...

Do you smell something?

Hmm?

It smells like something's burning.

Oh dear God, I forgot to
turn off the stove.

The money for filling these buckets
is coming out of your wages.

I told you I could fill them myself.

Your husband should be
the one filling them before he leaves.

When someone works for free,

the least you can do is
offer them some water.

The poor guy did fill them
before he left.

I just tend to waste a lot of water.

I'm not used to using buckets.

We have a pressure motor
at our house.

You just flip a switch,

and the water comes out
at full pressure.

I used to take showers that lasted
for hours just by pressing a button.

Shampoo washes out of your hair
so much better with high pressure.

Asgar, though…
he would get so annoyed.

He’d get scolded just
ten minutes into the shower.

Brother Akbar would sneak
around and flip the switch off.

You know,

until this water issue is sorted out,

you should go back to your home.

But then you'd be all alone,
wouldn't you?

Your partner is already gone.

I don't go because of you.

Otherwise,
Mom calls me every day.

In fact, we just spoke.

I'm her only daughter,
you see.

She worries herself sick
about me.

Yeah, right. If she were really
that worried about you,

would you be stuck here
packing shoes?

Behold the shimmering locks on
my groom’s brow.

Well, the preparations for
Yaseen's wedding are underway.

I told them I fell in the bathroom.

I said my knee is swollen
and that I can't make it.

Otherwise, Yaseen's mother would
never have taken no for an answer.

She just called me, actually.

She said, “Sister, come with us.

We’re taking the Pajero,

we won’t have to cram into
crowded buses and vans.”

I couldn't very well tell her

that I'm not allowed to go
to the wedding, could I?

She came by herself to
drop off the invitation.

She was even asking
for Asgar's address

because she wanted
to send him one too.

She's actually a lovely woman.

The other day, when she visited,
she was saying,

“Sister, I so wished for
Yaseen and Pakeezah to…”

Have you got nothing
better to talk about?

What do you want?

For me to walk out on you
just like Asgar did?

Unbelievable!

Oh my, Akbar!

You've got a shorter fuse
than Asgar now.

You broke my bucket.

This is all because of that girl
who wears pants.

You never used to storm off
like this before.

Girls like that have no shame,
no sense of honor.

She's probably hit it off with
someone else by now.

Decent women who care about
their reputation aren’t like that.

Look what she's done to you.

This was the only bucket I had.

Asgar had already ruined it
with the heating rod.

That girl who wears pants has
completely poisoned his mind.

Behold the shimmering locks...

I've never kneaded dough
in my life.

To think I'd end up doing all this
after my education...

Pick it up.

It's probably your family.

Calling to let you know
the divorce papers are ready

and that you can come
and get them.

You didn't tell Brother Tariq,
did you?

That Pakeezah was practically dragged
kicking and screaming into marrying you?

Who would've given
their daughter to you otherwise?

Well, I did say that.
That's exactly what I said.

And do you know
what Brother Tariq replied?

He said, “She's my cousin.

She has an MBA, she has a job,
she’s beautiful, and she’s single.

We’ll have you married
by this evening.”

Well, go on then!
Go and get married.

What are you doing with me?

I earn pennies gluing soles
onto shoes.

I can't even leave this rooftop.

You lock the door behind you
when you go.

My mother won't answer my calls.

My family refuses to even see me.

But you got an offer that could've
been secured by the end of the day.

For a young, beautiful girl
with an MBA.

So go on, marry her!

Do it, or your brother-in-law
will divorce your sister.

And your mother lying sick
in bed, if she...

Just go!

Why are you just standing there?
Go!

What have you done!

When am I supposed
to wash this now?

When will it dry?

How am I supposed
to go to work?

You've made such
a ridiculous mess.

First, I'll have to go all the way
upstairs to fill a bucket with water.

You just see red
when you're angry, don't you?

Well done!
Excellent!

Oh, look at that!
What a couple!

Spectacular!
Absolutely gorgeous!

Made for each other!
Perfect pair!

Marvelous!
Just marvelous!

You two look amazing together!

No, no. Hold on.
Keep it like that. Just like that.

Yes, just keep holding it
over your heads.

There we go! Perfect!

Listen,

if you have any second
thoughts tonight,

just give me a call.

Just one call.

Do you hear
what he's saying?

Then again,
who can fight destiny?

You got lucky, my friend.

Very lucky.

Go on now.

I'm absolutely exhausted.

-Oh, come on, Mom.
-Hey, listen.

That boy, Asim,
is quite handsome.

He looked so heartbroken
at your wedding.

It's fine, though.

Even this one is looking
handsome today.

Cleaned up rather nicely.

Well, son,

did you enjoy the meal?

I had the spinach and
mutton specially cooked

with crushed fenugreek leaves
in clarified butter.

I've had it packed
and put in your car.

Heat it in the morning
with the flatbread,

adding a light splash of water
to the flatbread.

It'll taste divine.

This wife of yours isn't going
to make you any breakfast.

That's a fact.

What can we do?

She simply won't do
what she doesn't want to, right?

Go on now.

Should I summon
a carriage for you?

Mom!

Well? Aren't you taking her?

Take her away already.

Go on.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Everyone in the mall
knew about us.

The girls you work with,

the staff at the food court,
they all knew.

Even if nothing is going on,
the world starts spinning stories.

Just walking together is enough.

Like I said, even if nothing
is going on between them,

once they see a man
and a woman together...

I'm a man.

It doesn't affect men.

But you,

you're a woman.

I'm sure people are spreading
all sorts of nasty rumors about you.

And after seeing us together
so many times here...

Once a woman's name
gets linked to a man,

life becomes very difficult for her.

So...

So?

So what's the big deal for you?

You're a high school grad,
and you have years of experience.

You could easily find
a job anywhere else.

Here, people will just keep
dragging your name through the mud.

Find a job somewhere else.

Go somewhere where
nobody knows you.

Work with dignity.

And it shouldn't create problems
for your marriage prospects either.

Just go somewhere
where you'll be safe.

You've been messaging me all
morning just so you could tell me this?

I thought you were calling me
to apologize.

Have you started smoking more,
Akbar?

Are you not eating properly?

You've become frail.
Take care of yourself,

Akbar.

Come on.
You're so silly.

What are you doing, Saman?

It isn't as if we're forcing
a nineteen-year-old girl into marriage.

See, you're my stepmother,
after all.

That's why you haven't
shed a single tear at my departure.

If your dad were here,
he would have been very mad.

Saying that I'm crying as if
you were my biological child.

Mom.

Go on now.

Go already.

Go.

Why, though?

Why didn't you tell your husband?

Is he less educated than you?

Why does he work this night job?

You stay all alone upstairs
in this entire building,

and these junkies
give you no peace.

What if the lock had
broken open?

I've been telling you and
your husband for so long

that this place isn't safe for you.

To top it off, your husband isn't
even here with you at night.

There are water issues here, too.

Do you know what the boss
was saying the other day?

Since space is running
out downstairs,

let's rent another room upstairs
for the craftsmen to sleep.

Now the craftsmen sleep here,
and you sleep there.

How is that even possible?

You'll have to leave eventually.

That's exactly what you want.
Never mind, eventually.

You just want us to leave today,
don't you?

Is it easy to find a rented room?

We've paid a three-month
advance.

How can we just leave?

This place simply isn't safe for you.

One can accept a financial loss.

Dima!

Dima!

Good cricket.

-Wow. Smooth drive.
-Brother Ghafoor, turn this off.

You're sitting here
with this on again today?

Smooth drive.
What a fine drive.

Good cricket.

Good cricket.
Good pitch.

All the way for four.

-Smooth drive.
-Nice. Smooth drive, huh?

Good cricket.
Good pitch.

All the way for four.

Good cricket.

Good cricket.
Good pitch.

All the way for four.

This guy right here works downstairs.

He's the boss's veteran craftsman.

He's the most skilled
at the work, too.

He was the one who showed me
your video for the first time.

He's a disgusting man.

I recognized you from the video
the moment I saw you.

He forces us to watch your video,
over and over again.

The number of times he's
forced us to watch your video...

Whenever the boss leaves,

he just sits and puts it on.

He has so many other disgusting
videos like this saved on his phone.

He even sent the video
to all of us.

And who knows who else
he keeps forwarding it to.

He gets a real kick out of
listening to your commentary.

He's a skilled worker,

but his deeds are absolutely filthy.

He…

He even has a disgusting…

He even has a disgusting
name for you.

I am talking about Ghafoor.

I haven't told anyone
you live here.

He'd even recognize your voice.

He spends all day mimicking you,
trying to speak English.

He says he's getting English
lessons from the video.

He's even suspicious of
your husband, you see.

He keeps asking if he's the guy
from the video.

So I just tell him, no,
what's wrong with you?

That's why I keep telling you,
this place isn't safe for you.

I mean, even yesterday,
who knows who was trying to break in.

You have your brothers, right,
Akbar and Asgar?

Please, call them.

Tell them to come and
get you out of here.

If Ghafoor ever finds out that

the girl from that disgusting video
lives right upstairs...

Just call them.

Tell them to come and
take you away from here.

If it were my sister in your place,
I would've broken Ghafoor's face.

I would never have left her here
just to work on gluing shoes.

You're so well-educated.
On top of that,

you speak English so fluently.

And you're stuck here?

Forget everything else.

Ask them to come and take you.

Just call them right now,
I'm telling you.

Did you have a falling out
with your brothers?

Maybe it was over property.

But still, you're their only sister.

People only abandon
their own like this

when there's bad blood
between them.

This is your pay for the last week.

The boss was saying

he'd dock your pay since you
got some solution on top of the shoes.

But don't you worry,
I'll cover for it.

Here. Take the money.

Come on, take it.

Please, Sister, just keep it.
It's yours. Keep it, please.

Let's go, Pakeezah!

Brother Faraz, hurry up!

Get going! Alright?

I've locked the door downstairs.
No one's there. Just go! Go!

-Thank you so much, Dima.
-No worries, just go. Go on, quickly.

Zubair.

How did you manage to live all
alone in such a huge house, Zubair?

I was never alone.

You were always with me.

If anyone heard this,

they wouldn't believe Zubair Kamal
could be so romantic when we're alone.

These belonged to my mother.

She saved them for my bride.

The design's a little old,

but this is all I have to give you.

Thank you, Zubair.

They're very pretty.

You know,

this feels so much better.

Not having to rely on
my imagination anymore,

since you're right here with me.

Now I can hold your hand
in public too.

They look even prettier now.

Thank you.

Smooth drive.

What a fine drive.

Good cricket.
Good cricket.

What are we going to do now?

Good cricket.

Good cricket.

Come on, this is it.

Good cricket.
Good cricket.

Smooth drive.
Good cricket.

He works at a call center.

This is Shahzad’s uncle’s shop.

His uncle is paralyzed.

He's gone to his village
to see a healer.

His uncle closed the shop
and gave all the workers time off.

Pakeezah, there’s just one problem.

The bathroom is at
the other end of the market.

No, I'm not staying here.

Where else would you stay?

Where would you go?

If I took you to a hotel right now,
you'd throw another one of your fits.

Where else are we supposed
to find a place right now?

That poor guy's stuck
at the call center.

He gave us the key just
so we could get through the night.

I'll figure something
out in the morning.

You're such a princess,
aren't you?

A princess!

Standing there with that attitude,

as if your father built
a palace for you to go to.

It's because of this attitude of yours...

God, what a headache.

That's why I keep it switched off!

My family won't even
let me breathe in peace.

Yeah, what is it?

Mom passed away, Pakeezah.

I left the tap on again.

I don't know what's wrong
with me these days.

My mind just goes blank.

I forget things that just
happened moments ago.

Leave it, dear.
I'll get it.

I do this every day.

Please, stop.

You're here for such a short while.

I'll handle it.

It doesn't feel right for you
to be working.

Give that to me.
Just leave it. I'll manage.

And really,

you didn't need to go to
all the trouble of bringing fruit.

Why did you bother?

Who's going to eat all this fruit?

Akbar won't even touch it,
let alone have some.

And you know your dad
doesn't eat fruit at night.

It gives him indigestion.

Asgar was the one
who used to eat all the fruit.

But he's gone,
he doesn't live here anymore.

And I'm the only one left,

so how much fruit can I
possibly eat by myself?

Take it with you when you leave
and eat it yourself.

Have some tea,

and these are golden sweets.

They're delicious.
I've already had two.

Yaseen finally got married.

The reception is this afternoon.

They send something over every day.

He married a very lovely girl.

So fair and beautiful.

They sent me the photos.

It's been two weeks now.

There was so much music
and celebration,

such a lively affair for
Yaseen's wedding.

Here you go.
Drink your tea.

You must be in a hurry
to leave, right?

Here, take this.

And you have to try the sweets.

As I said, I've already had two.
They're delicious.

Have you been feeling okay?

Of course, thank God, I'm doing fine.
What's going to happen to me?

I have Asgar and Akbar
to look after me.

They take wonderful care of me.

They love me so much and
always speak so kindly.

Countless gratitude to God.
I'm fine, really.

And Dad?

He's doing great.
All thanks to God.

What could possibly be wrong
when you have two grown,

working sons to look after you?

Asgar?

He's fine.

Building a life for himself.

He's moved away.
He doesn't live here anymore.

Brother Akbar?

Akbar is fine too.

I’m planning to get him
married now.

I've had this room cleared out.

We're going to build
a bathroom here

and have it all repainted
for the new bride.

Yaseen's mother told me about
a couple of great matches for him.

Very nice girls.

They are well-mannered
and decent,

not the kind who are always
on their phones.

And both of them are
very fair-skinned.

One of them is a little short,

but I figured that doesn't really matter.

She knows how to run a household.

Whichever one my Akbar chooses,

I'll bring her home as his bride.

The room is ready.

We just need to get
the bathroom installed.

I bet Dad still doesn't drink tea,
does he?

Him?

He's completely hooked on tea now.
It's become a habit.

The moment he walks in the door,
he calls out, Pakeezah's mother...

So,

did you come alone,
or is someone waiting outside?

There's no one.

The street was blocked.

The rickshaw couldn't get through,

so he dropped me off
at the end of the lane.

I had to walk the rest of
the way home.

It's because of Yaseen's wedding.

They've set up all the tents,

so the whole street is blocked.

That's why.

And on top of that,
they're always cooking up

a proper feast in celebration
of Yaseen's wedding.

They make two or three huge
pots of food every single day.

Bowls full of food keep
coming over from their house.

I haven't had to cook at all.

Not during the day,
and nothing for dinner either.

They send such delicious meals.

They really threw a wonderful
wedding for their son.

Obviously, you can hardly even
get a motorbike through the street,

let alone a rickshaw.

Were you in the area
for an errand?

Oh,

the doctor's wife dropped by.

She came to ask if I was ready to
go to Yaseen’s wedding reception,

you know,
the one I told you about.

She was about to leave
for the reception,

and she offered to
take me with her.

But I'm not even dressed yet.

She, on the other hand,
was all dolled up.

She was wearing tons of gold.

Piled on the necklaces.

I mean, she looked like
she was celebrating a festival.

She always wears so much jewelry.

I wonder if it's even real.

Well, I suppose it must be.

I've never seen that much
gold in my life.

Anyway,

you didn't even have your tea.
You must be in a hurry to leave.

I'm just saying because the street
is about to get really crowded.

People are already starting to
show up for the reception.

There'll be such a crowd.

How will you get through?
And what if someone sees you...

Mom.

Your dad has been coming home
early from the office lately,

and Akbar is also just around
the corner at the barber’s.

He could be back any minute.

That’s also why the doctor’s wife came.

She’s always spying on us.

She was peeking into
the fruit bags, trying to see

“Sister, who brought these?

Who are the sweets for?

Who did you make tea for?”
I told her I drink tea in the afternoons.

When you get tired from
all the housework,

you make yourself
a cup of tea, right?

That’s what I told her.

Pakeezah, everyone has
their eyes on our house.

All ears and eyes are
pointed this way.

Whenever they pass by,
they ask in hushed tones

if there’s any news about Pakeezah.
Where is she?

Does she call?
Do you call her?

Do they have any children?
Where do they live?

That doctor’s wife is so crafty.

She came just now to spy.

I saw her peeking into the rooms.

I think she’s figured out
that you’re here.

Everyone’s eyes are on this house.

Look, the tea has gone cold.

I’d warm it up for you, but you’re
in a hurry to go, aren’t you?

You need to leave,
so just go now.

Your dad will be here any minute.

Besides, Akbar’s temper has
gotten so much worse.

And if Asgar finds out
that you came…

Your dad comes in here at night,
into your room, and just cries.

Asgar was telling me to throw
all your things outside and burn them.

That’s why I packed everything
away in these boxes.

Since you’re in a hurry to go,
otherwise I’d warm up your tea.

You didn’t even have a sweet.

It’s from Yaseen’s wedding
celebrations. This…