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[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[♪♪♪]

PODCASTER [RECORDED]:
Hi, friends! Get ready with me

while we talk true-crime cases
from across the globe.

It looked like someone tried
to clean up the crime scene,

but there was still blood
all over,

so the murderer literally
cleaned a bit and then thought,

"I can't do all this"
and stopped.

Oh, the laziness! Unbelievable!

Nothing got past
the British police, of course.

I'm going light on eye shadow.

Don't forget
to follow this podcast,

"Unsolved Crimes
from Around the World".

I'll put the link up for you.

I can't tell you how much
I love this lip gloss.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[KNOCKING]

ARIF:
Salam aleikum.

Hello, Arif.

Is your brother not welcome in?

You still haven't unpacked?

I have no time, I've been busy.

All right,
so what are you doing?

What do you mean?

Al Kharj, home.
You should come back.

Why would I go back to Al Kharj?

I haven't lived there
in five years.

You were married.
You had a husband.

And a whole separate life.

I still have a life, a new one.

You call this a life?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

POLICE STATION - NORTH RIYADH

PODCASTER [RECORDED]:
Hi, friends.

Check out the way
contouring works

on each side of your face.

The family was supposed
to be out of the house,

but the sisters
came home early.

Around 5:30 in the afternoon.

See how it lifts the cheek?

It was their home, after all.

MAJID:
Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Sorry, sir.
It's the new episode.

The crime podcast?

Her makeup tips are the best.
She's amazing.

I don't really care
about her makeup skills,

but I love her forensic
and crime scene analysis.

I just finished
"The Baby Snatcher" episode.

An awful case.

I could have killed
that guy myself!

Was the death penalty necessary?

Absolutely!

I feel uneasy about it.
Not me.

That's justice for you.

Let me tell you a story.

As a kid, I went
to the mosque with my dad.

A crowd was gathered
out front.

I was too young to understand,

but suddenly we looked up and...

[IMITATES KNIFE SLICING]

How can you run
a crime-investigation unit

with such a weak stomach?

The petty crimes around here
are hardly nausea-inducing.

Beats digitizing old files.

Everything is going online.

Who knows?

If you enroll in
the Police Academy and graduate,

you can wear a uniform
like Bushra.

Then we'll come for your job.

Why stop there?
Head up the whole department.

I'm ready. Straightaway.
[CHUCKLES]

PODCASTER:
There was a bloody handprint
on the wall.

The blood was checked for DNA
and fingerprints,

but no match. Strange, right?

Later, they found a blood spot.

Where, you ask?
In the washing machine.

Can you believe that?

They found a pile of bloody
towels and a camera as well.

Thanks to all my followers.

This one's a scary one
for sure,

and in small-town Ireland
of all places!

On July 19th,
the memory card was recovered

and the first picture that
came up was, you guessed it,

a picture of the killer
at the victim's house.

Doesn't that send shivers
up the spine?

And it wasn't the only photo,
there were several,

like he was documenting
what happened in detail.

There were pictures of her

lying on the floor
covered in blood.

[VIDEO STOPS]

[♪♪♪]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[WHIRRING]

Nawal, is Bushra here?

She has training in Jeddah.

We need a female.

Maybe you... could help us?

Don't tell me,

it's a minor scuffle
or petty crime

a weak stomach can handle.

No, not this time.

Maybe you're
just who we need.

[♪♪♪]

She died
in the prime of her youth.

Does her family know?

No, not yet. The body's
difficult to identify.

What about fingerprints? DNA?

Nothing yet.

Young women generally aren't
in the fingerprint ID system.

From her abaya, she was
from an affluent family.

Look at the "S" on her uniform.

She added that herself.

Is anyone looking for her?
MAJID: No reports yet.

We don't have much to go on.

As they say on the podcast,
she's a "Jane Doe" for now.

If no one claims her
in two weeks,

she'll go into
an unmarked grave,

but we'll keep the investigation
open until we can ID her

and find the culprit.

I swear,

I'll find whoever did this

and make them pay.

[♪♪♪]

FROM GOD WE CAME
AND TO GOD WE WILL RETURN

[WHIRRING]

What's the latest on the victim?

Cause of death,
blunt-force trauma.

Fingerprinting was inconclusive.

No DNA matches.

We have nothing to go on.

SERGEANT:
Any local reports
of missing persons?

MAJID:
None.

SARGEANT:
Has our official statement
gone out?

Yes, with very few details.

I think it best we avoid...

getting people riled up.

So, no leads at all?

MAJID:
A lot of speculation online.

It's all rumors,

nothing hard and fast to go on.

[PAPERS RUSTLING]

What do you think?

Maybe a car accident?

Kids race around
that area like demons.

Perhaps there was a crash

and the driver dumped the poor
girl where we found her.

SARGEANT:
Any signs of vehicles?

MAJID:
No, not a trace.

Reports of crashes?

No.
No.

How could there be no trace
of a car out there?

ALI:
That's unfortunately
the reality.

She'd been there a while.
The wind blew away the tracks.

All right.

Check the area
for abandoned vehicles.

And try the body shops.

See if anyone brought in
a damaged car

or reported accident damage
from the weekend.

OFFICER 1:
All right.

OFFICER 2:
Okay.

Other ideas?

We may also be looking
at a domestic-abuse case

or an honor killing.

Maybe the victim
was in a suspicious

or inappropriate relationship.

Her father or brothers
may have intervened to stop it.

SARGEANT:
Okay.

Ali?
Sir.

You take the lead on this one.

Ask around
and find us a witness.

Someone saw something.

The case will remain open
until we can ID her.

Good luck.

[SIGHING]
Thank you.

[SCREAMS]

[BABY CRYING]

[♪♪♪]

[GASPS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Thanks again for yesterday.

You okay?

I'm consumed
by thoughts of that girl.

How can we bury her
without even knowing who she is?

The case won't close
until her body is claimed,

but we have to bury her.

NAWAL:
She can't go
into an unmarked grave.

She deserves dignity.

We have to tread lightly
not to stir up trouble.

I only wish I had more evidence.

There are clues!
Her clothes, makeup, nails!

What, you mean the polish?

She wasn't wearing any.

Those are actually
press-on nails.

I used them in high school.

You can apply them fast

and take them off
before going home.

And the clothing alterations,

the changes to sleeves
and pockets. Who made them?

This is all duly noted.

Ali's leading the case,
share this with him.

But discretion is key
for keeping the peace.

What if it was your daughter?

[SIGHS]

PODCASTER:
Hi, friends!

So, he was just driving
down the road,

don't ask me how,

with her decapitated head
in hand

after he had severed it.

Doesn't that just give you
the chills?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Then he threw her head
out the car window!

Just... so creepy!

He hoped scavengers
would take care of it

and strip the flesh
to conceal her identity,

but someone saw the head
and reported him.

[GASPS]

Sorry! Sorry!

[♪♪♪]

ALL-GIRLS HIGH SCHOOLS IN RIYADH

[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]

I don't understand,
what do you want from me?

I just want to know
if any students are missing.

Are you serious?

Do you know how many of our
girls go missing every week?

Girls drop out all the time.

They get married
or lose interest in school.

Okay, can you give me
a list of their names?

You want me to drop everything
I'm doing?

Just to make you a list?

I have things to do.

Okay.

Okay, thank you.

You're welcome.

[♪♪♪]

PODCASTER:
It's Valentine's Day,

so today's episode
is all about love and rouge.

This color is unbelievable.

So, a boy and a girl
were in love,

but she cheated on him.

Be honest, girls,

how would you react
if you got cheated on?

[INDISTINCT PRAYING]

I seek forgiveness from Allah
and repent to Him.

Do you have to live
all by yourself?

Shouldn't you live here
with family?

Didn't I warn you
it's dangerous there?

Your brothers heard online
a girl was killed there.

I'm helping them with the case.
We'll solve it soon.

Helping who?

The police.

It's my job.

That's not your job!

Your job is scanning
and digitizing files.

Why are you meddling?

You act like you had
something to do with it.

You're young. Think of
yourself and get married again.

I feel like this has aged me
20 years overnight.

That's ridiculous.
You haven't aged a day.

Look at Mohammed.

The minute he divorced you,
he got engaged.

Yes, I heard.

So, show him
you can move on as well.

Show him he can't
do this to you.

I have shown him.

[♪♪♪]

MOHAMMED:
You're crazy, you know that?

Stillbirths happen all the time!

She was not a stillbirth.

She was alive for two days!

She was taken from me!

What do you want from me?

Only for you to be a wife

and care for me and the house.

I'm just the wife of
the great Mohammed Bin Abdulla!

I shall obey and do as he says!

Arguing with you is silly.

We're not getting anywhere.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[PHONE CHIMES]

MAJID:
I heard you're home sick.

I hope you're okay.

You are too invested
in this case.

Get your rest
and see you tomorrow.

ALL-GIRLS HIGH SCHOOLS IN RIYADH

Have you heard of the law?
What authority do you have?

I was just hoping...

Hope doesn't hold water here.

Ms. Nawal,

perhaps you lack self-awareness,

but your question
is a concealed accusation.

Here, we don't educate girls
to behave so immorally.

Whatever you're implying,
I take umbrage at it.

I'm not accusing you or...

You are.
I have some advice for you.

Get your paperwork in order

and come back
with a written request.

If we here deem it acceptable

to cooperate with you,
then, believe me,

I'll be the first to help you
speak to families.

Will that be all, Ms. Nawal?

Thanks.

It's been a pleasure.

Did you put her
in a bad mood?

I may have.

Then I'll blame you
for the punishment I get.

Whatever you did is your fault.

I didn't do anything!

Whoever said I was smoking
in the bathroom

is totally lying.

Somehow, I don't believe you.

You've caught me.
Don't tell anyone.

Maybe you can help me.

You shouldn't be talking to her.

Stay out of it, Jude.

I can talk to whoever I want,

whenever I want.

And I'm not talking to you,
Dania.

Why shouldn't I talk to her?
You're here about the dead girl.

That's right.

I want to know what happened.

Why?
Who was she to you?

Was she family
or something?

No. When I first saw her,
I felt she could

have had a life just like mine.

What do you want from us?
Leave us alone.

PRINCIPAL:
Ms. Nawal.

What business do you have

speaking to my students?

I'm sorry.

We were just making
conversation.

Dania, my dear,

must you waste everyone's time
with silly gossip?

DANIA:
Sorry, ma'am.

PRINCIPAL:
What a pleasure
to see you back at my door.

This will be interesting.

AIRDROP CONTACT TO DANIA'S PHONE

Ms. Nawal?

Shall I call someone
to escort you out?

[PHONE CHIMES]
NAWAL: No, thank you.

I know my way out.

You're welcome.

This girl won't be forgotten.

She deserves
to finally be put to rest,

and I'll make sure that happens.

Come in.

Girls, some advice.
Don't ever laugh at

or make fun of a man
to his face.

There are certain kinds of men

who, if they even suspect
a slight from a woman,

will lose it...

[PHONE CHIMES]
...and make sure

she regrets it.

I get bags under my eyes
like a panda,

so I'm using
this amazing concealer...

So, this poor woman made fun
of him and ended up dead.

Imagine that, taking her life

just because he was blinded
by rage...

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

[NAWAL GASPS]

[WHIRRING]

MAJID:
Who sent you this?

NAWAL:
I don't know, sir.

Search this number.
Yes, sir.

0-5-3...
[TYPING]

...2-4-7,

9-3-2.

It's unregistered.

It's from a burner phone. Here.

I spoke to a few girls yesterday

about Jane Doe,
they have my number.

We should contact
their families.

No, we can't do that.

I can't share that video.

I'd betray the girls if I did.

It's the hookah place
near the Panda market.

Excuse me, sir.

Send me the video.

Yes, sir.

So, you just happened
to meet girls

who may know the victim?

I've been asking around
everywhere.

I'm desperate
to do something.

Careful. This is
a very sensitive subject.

You might ruffle some feathers.

I can handle myself.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[SINGING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Let's sit here.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

Thank you.

[SINGER CONTINUES SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY]

Well, hello again.

I thought you only
harassed girls at school.

I thought you only smoked
in the bathroom.

I'll be quick so as not
to spoil the mood.

I want to know one thing.
[PHONE UNLOCKS]

Who sent me this video?

I guess she had a stalker.
Any idea who?

You're the only stalker
I know.

What was her name?

Don't tell her anything.

I'm just trying to help.

All I want to know is,

what exactly happened to her?

Did she have any enemies?

DANIA:
Enemies? Seriously?

We're in high school,
not the mafia.

Then why is she dead?

Aren't the police
investigating that?

With my help
and potentially yours.

The thing is

a lot of girls
have little freedom.

Their families
control everything.

Round-the-clock surveillance.
They can't do anything.

Tell me about it.
I got married off at your age.

DANIA:
I don't doubt it.

Once your family
decides on something,

it spells the end for you.

You mean she was forced
into a marriage?

A lot of girls just accept it.

Most don't really care.

What else can you do?

But other girls
want to go all out

looking for fun
and a last adventure.

Only, it can lead to bad things,

if you catch my drift.

Is that what happened?

I'll level with you.

I'm not even supposed
to be talking about this case.

I happened to be
at the crime scene.

Once I saw her,
I became obsessed with her.

I hope you'll help me
in any way you can.

To honor her memory.

Unless I can end this,

she will forever be
a "Jane Doe."

[♪♪♪]

We don't want that either.

Her name was Amal.

[KNOCKS SOFTLY]

Nawal.

Here for files to scan?

No.

I wanted to see
if you had any leads.

On the girl's death?

We're working on it.

I can help.
Nawal!

I appreciate your concern.

It's an investigation
you're not a part of.

I do have a file for you.

Scan it for archiving,

if you don't mind.

[SCANNER BEEPS]

[WHIRRING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[♪♪♪]

GIRL:
Girls, to your cars.

Quickly.

Salam aleikum.

Aleikum salam.

Can I see the principal?

She can't see you now.

She said to come back
with the proper paperwork.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Are you the one
asking about the girl?

Yes, I am.

God have mercy on her.

She was in my class.

I don't know
what happened to her.

Do you know
where her family lives?

Sulaimaniyah.

Go there.

All right, thanks.

[DOOR SQUEAKS]

[♪♪♪]

I SEEK GOD'S FORGIVENESS

AL KHASHY MOSQUE - SULAIMANIYAH

[♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Salam aleikum.

How are you?

I've seen your work around town.
It's distinctive.

Sorry, I don't talk to women
I don't know.

I think you should make
an exception.

I'm asking around about a girl
who was murdered.

Her name is Amal.

No one's reported her missing,

but I'm pretty sure
she was from here.

It seems like
a pretty tight-knit community.

Someone may have disapproved
of her behavior.

ALI:
What's going on here?

Nawal, what are you doing?

You can't go investigating
without authorization.

That girl's body will be buried
in an unmarked grave

because no one's been out here
demanding answers.

What do you think I'm doing?

Let me help you.

No! You are not authorized.

I didn't believe it
until Ali told me.

No one from this station
would dare do what you did.

The principal filed a complaint.

She should be more concerned
about her student.

I agree with you.

There are suspects out there
if I can just...

It's not your job.

We already have a suspect.

If you have any information,
give it to Ali.

Understood?

Very well.

He's upset
I went behind his back.

Can you believe that?
Yes.

I'm desperate to end this,
please help me.

People are talking.

Give me her address,
I'll talk to the family

and convince her mother
to claim her.

Enough. You've upset them.

Why are you so reckless
suddenly?

Have you lost your mind?

[DOOR CLOSES]

NAWAL:
I won't let you
take a second wife.

I won't let you!

Try and stop me, go ahead.

[PHONE UNLOCKS]

Jude! Look at this.

[SCANNER BEEPS]

[WHIRRING]

Did you get Majid's files?
What files?

I'll just grab them
from the morgue.

Call and say I'm coming.

Okay.

[WHIRRING]

Signs of rape?
She died a virgin.

So we can rule out
sexual assault.

And she didn't suffer.

The force of the blow
killed her instantly.

What killed her?

She was hit by a speeding car.

Intentionally?
We don't know.

You've seen the way
the teenagers

race their cars all over.

[PHONE RINGING]
Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Can I see the file?

[♪♪♪]

Hello? Hi.

Now?

Of course, sir.

Goodbye.

Majid wants you in his office
right away.

Sure.
Okay.

Thank you.

[WATER RUNNING]

[♪♪♪]

Come, come.

I'll catch up with you later.

The morgue?

Colonel Majid,
don't get me wrong.

Look at this!

Messages between Amal
and a certain Noah.

They're screenshots.

Who sent you this?
Same source as the video.

I think the girls want to help
but are scared.

Stay out of this case.

I can't, those girls trust me.

No more morgues,
no more anything.

[WHIRRING]

I'm finished with this file.

Can you check it?
One moment.

It's clearly an honor crime.

Find the family member
who killed her, case closed.

We're almost there.

Looks good.

[WHIRRING]

[♪♪♪]

SEÑORITA ABAYAS

[BEEPING]

[LINE TRILLING]

[OVER PHONE]
Hello, Malak
at Señorita Abayas.

How can I help you?

Hi, do you have anything on hold
for Amal?

MALAK:
Was it for tailoring?

I honestly can't even remember.

MALAK:
Okay, hold on. Let me check.

Okay.

Yes, we have an abaya
here for you.

We called and texted
that it was ready.

Really? I didn't get anything.

What number were you calling?

One moment.

053-749-1166.

NAWAL:
I'll pick it up tomorrow, okay?

MALAK:
We can't hold it much longer.

I'll be there tomorrow.

Great, thank you so much.

Bye.

[KEYPAD BEEPING]

[LINE TRILLING]

WOMAN:
Hello.

[WOMAN GREETS QUESTIONINGLY]
[NAWAL GREETS]

Salam aleikum.

This is Nora
from Señorita Abayas.

I have an abaya here for Amal.

Sorry,
we don't need it anymore.

What do you mean?

It's been custom-tailored.

You have to pick it up
tomorrow afternoon.

If you don't pay for it,
I'll get the police involved.

Excuse me? The police?

I'm happy to call them...

No, no. We'll be there
tomorrow at 4 PM.

Just put it aside for us.

We'll be expecting you.

Thank you.

[LINE BEEPS]

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR ALERT CHIMES]

CLERK:
Welcome, please come in.

Need help?

NAWAL:
No, thank you.

Are you sure?

NAWAL:
I'm just looking.

[DOOR ALERT CHIMES]
WOMAN: Hello.

CLERK:
Hello, welcome.
How can I help you?

WOMAN:
We're here to pick up the abaya
you called about.

CLERK: I'm sorry?
Amal's abaya.

Just a second.

Ah, you mean this one.

It's been ready for a while.

Finally, you came to pick it up.

Well, you were so persistent.
It's only an abaya!

Maybe my colleagues
were just concerned.

Amal usually picks up on time.

We haven't seen her.

It's a busy time for the family.

You know how girls are.

How much is it?

CLERK:
Give me a moment to wrap it up.

It's really very beautiful.

CLERK:
You're welcome here anytime.

WOMAN: Thanks.
CLERK: In a month,

we will have a new collection in
and a big sale.

Okay, enjoy.

You are welcome.

[DOOR ALERT CHIMES]

[♪♪♪]

[TRAIN WHISTLE TOOTING]

[GATE OPENING]

RESIDENCE OF THE LATE
NASIR AL ABDULALHALIM

[BUZZES]

How can I help you?

[IN ENGLISH]
Where is Madame?

Madame Amina?

Yes, Amina.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[LOCK CLICKS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Salam aleikum.

Aleikum salam.

Welcome.

I'd invite you in,
but we're having work done.

No worries.

I'm sorry to intrude.

My name is Nawal.
Nice to meet you.

I just moved in
across the street

and wanted to say hi.

For how long? Where from?

I was with my husband,

I mean, my ex-husband,

and moved here for a job.

God be with you.

I know how it is to be a woman
alone in this area.

I noticed the sign at the gate.
My condolences.

Sorry to ask,
when did your husband pass away?

My husband, rest in peace,
was much older than me.

Death is always a blow,

but things are much better now.

My husband's family
lives nearby,

within two blocks of us.

They're always there to help.

My family is just outside
Riyadh,

which is too close,
if you ask me.

My brother hates that
I'm divorced and on my own.

He drops in constantly
asking about my life.

Having in-laws so close
can't be easy.

No, no, I never think of it
that way.

And your daughters?

Isn't it difficult
for them?

You know I have daughters?

[HEMS]

[♪♪♪]

NAWAL:
Amina.

I want to speak
to your daughter.

I think she's a witness.

Sorry, I'm busy.
Thank you for your visit.

If you... let me,
I want to help you.

I'd be more accommodating,
but I'm swamped right now.

Take care.

THERE IS NO GOD BUT THE TRUE GOD

[ENGINE STARTS]

[WHIRRING]

[BUTTONS BEEPING]

[SCANNER WHIRRING]

FROM GOD WE CAME
AND TO GOD WE WILL RETURN

WITH HEAVY HEARTS,
WE MOURN THE DEATH OF MY HUSBAND

MISHALSIGNS1: MAY UNCLE NASIR
BE RECEIVED IN HEAVEN

[♪♪♪]

MISHAL ABDULRAHMAN

UNIVERSITY OF IMAM MOHAMMED
BIN SAUD - AL KHASKY MOSQUE

IN THE NAME OF GOD

PRAISE GOD

GLORY TO GOD

[DOOR CLOSES]
[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

PODCASTER:
Then one of the employees
told the police

that he saw his car
near the crime scene.

Seeing the car
near the crime scene

is "catching a fox
by the tail,"

as the Egyptians say.

[♪♪♪]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[CAR HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[♪♪♪]

Colonel Majid.

I don't want to hear it.

I found
something crucial.

Didn't I tell you not to meddle?

You need to back off
from this case.

I have proof
that her cousin killed her.

Look. Look at this picture.

The back seat of his car
splattered with blood.

On the podcast,

the police
always inspect the suspect's car

and always find evidence!

This is his car?
Yes.

Stay here.

Why should I stay behind?

I'm the reason you're here!

Want me to give you a gun
and send you after him?

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Wait! Wait!

Get out of my way!

[♪♪♪]

[PANTING]

[RUSTLING NEARBY]

[♪♪♪]

[CLATTERING NEARBY]

[EXHALES SHAKILY]

Put the gun down.

Mishal.

Put the gun on the floor.

I abandoned her.

I abandoned her!

But you already know that.

I don't know anything.

But please,

just put the weapon down
and let's talk calmly.

I told her
it was a bad idea.

You shouldn't
go meeting strange men.

You didn't want your cousin

to go out with a boy
she didn't know?

I didn't want anyone
to hurt her.

You understand?

I do.

I do understand that.

I knew... I knew
I couldn't do anything for her

but cover up her body

and leave it in the desert.

I can't bear it.

I can't. I can't. I can't.

What do you imagine...

Amal would think...

seeing you like this?

Would she be pleased?

Do you see the state you're in?

Miserable.

Scared and whimpering.

You want to kill yourself?

Then do it.

Shoot.

[♪♪♪]

You'll not only
destroy yourself,

you'll destroy her memory
as well.

I'm prepared to go to jail.

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

Good morning.

Good morning.

What's all that?

Pray I can finish quickly.

May God be with you.

[WHIRRING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?
JUDE: Release him right now.

Let him go home.

You know he is innocent.

Who is this?

You know very well who this is.
Jude?

Mishal has nothing to do
with what happened.

And the blood in his car?

Mishal has a lot of backers
behind him

who will stop at nothing
to help him.

Is that a threat?
It is.

[LINE CLICKS, BEEPS]

PODCASTER:
A smell was coming
from the suspect's house.

Neighbors complained to police,
who showed up

and recognized the smell
immediately.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[GATE CLOSING]

[CAR ALARM BLARING]

[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

[♪♪♪]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[PANTING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[GASPS]

I knew the family
would retaliate,

but I didn't think
they'd go this far,

at least not this quickly.

They act like I'm the enemy.

[SIGHS]

GOD IS GREAT

ALI:
Sir, his car
is the most damning evidence.

We need to establish
his connection to events.

We can't just let Mishal go!

MAJID:
Lieutenant Ali.

[SCANNER WHIRRING]

What happened?

What's this?

I report to you now?

They are letting him go.

But I know he did it!

Her blood is all over his car.

I told you the family
won't claim her.

They've got him a lawyer
and found a surprise witness.

Who's the witness?

Likely a friend
to help get him out.

Let me speak to him.

I'll get him
to implicate himself.

Seriously?

He's allowed visitors, right?

He's not talking anyway,
so let him not talk to me.

It can't hurt.

[SPRAY PAINT HISSING]

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR CLOSES]

"I seek God's forgiveness."

Your mind is always on God.
May God reward you.

I've thought about Amal
for so long,

you know what I've realized?

Most people will see
what you did as the right thing.

And see Amal as in the wrong.

She deserved it.

[SIGHS]
You'll get out of jail

and return home as a hero,

the man's man who preserved
his family's reputation

and did what needed to be done.

As for her,
she'll be forgotten...

completely,

as if she had never
walked the earth.

[IMITATES EXPLOSION]

Into thin air.

She could have had my life.

A life just like mine.

Should I believe
it was an accident?

And this "witness" of yours,

we all know he's lying.

Only I know what happened
to that poor girl.

I carried her,
as she carried me.

Want to know Amal?

We were the same age,
born two weeks apart,

like twins more than cousins.

I called her my sister.
She meant more to me

than my actual sisters.

We were inseparable as kids,

would get into trouble
constantly.

We'd play
at a construction site,

a house being built
on our street.

It was like a castle
where our imaginations ran wild.

One day, I fell really hard
on an exposed nail

and it ripped through
my forearm. Look!

Look! Look!

She carried me on her shoulders
for three blocks

to the hospital.

I was crying out in pain.

She stayed by me.

She knew we'd get in trouble,
but she stayed with me.

She told me,

"No one will yell at you
or hurt you."

And I carried her, too.

I carried her body,
her blood on my hands.

[♪♪♪]

CASE 1743

He'll be let out
after Maghrib prayer.

I don't have enough evidence
to keep him.

[SIGHS]

And I believe him.

Me too, I believe him.

You, the executioner?
You believe him?

He was different
from what I expected.

I could feel he really
cared about her.

ALI:
To care about someone
and hurt them is not uncommon.

I gathered security-camera
footage from your neighborhood.

Thanks to your neighbors,
we got a few good shots.

It's not exactly clear.

At least we know it was a woman.

Thanks for driving.
Sorry to trouble you.

I don't have
any other choice.

How could the office
function

without the executioner?

Will you get another
silver Hyundai

or something more colorful?

I'm not sure yet.

I need to save up money first.

Don't worry.

Tomorrow, I'll get
a neighbor to drive me.

MAJID:
God be with you.

NAWAL:
See you.

I fixed up Mom's car
for you.

Thanks,
your timing is perfect.

No one messes
with my sister.

How will I pay you back?

Just keep doing your job.

Before I saw the video,
I thought it was you.

They beat me to it.

[SCOFFS]

[♪♪♪]

Salam aleikum.

Aleikum Salam.

You wanted to see me?

Yes, Jude.
Please come in.

Excuse me, Ms. Nawal.

You have five minutes.

God willing.

How did you get in here?

The principal
doesn't want the dirty laundry

of this sad tale
to be hung out to dry.

What tale?

The tale of a girl
from this school who died

on a suspicious date
with a stranger

and another girl
who torched my car

when she found out
I was investigating it.

Have a seat.

I'm here to put an end to this.

How?

I don't get it.

I want you to sign a statement

stating what happened
to Amal that night.

What do you mean?

We don't have to put it
in the statement,

but she was there
to meet a boy, right?

Mishal had nothing
to do with it, did he?

Very well.

Tell me
exactly what happened.

Amal was talking to this guy,

just texts and stuff.

We'd never met him.

He was from a town
outside Riyadh, I think.

Noah?

Yes.

Yes, Noah.

He said he was coming up here

and wanted to meet her.

She had me come with her to
make sure it wasn't dangerous.

And was it?

Yes. Yes, in my opinion.

We went to this weird place,

an abandoned campground,

in the desert, and it was dark.

She told me to wait in the car.

She'd pop out and come back
in no time at all.

Then suddenly I heard...

What?

What did you hear?

I heard tires screeching...

...then a huge crash.

I didn't know what to do then.

I called Mishal to take Amal
to the hospital...

to keep the police out...

[SNIFFLES]

...but my dad's family told him
to get rid of the body.

I want you to sign
this statement.

It says there was an accident,
but you didn't see the car.

To close this case

without embarrassing
your family.

[PHONE RINGING]

NAWAL: Hello.
MAJID: A hit and run?

All this over an accident?

They didn't want it getting out

that she wanted
to meet up with a boy.

A boy who might not even exist?

Maybe.

Or it's just a case of bad luck.

So, that's it?

I have one more stop to make.

This statement
means nothing to me.

To be honest,
I don't want to help you.

Even with her remains?

I let you into my house
and heard what you had to say.

You forced my underage daughter
to sign this

without my consent,
it's unacceptable.

Let's end things here, shall we?

No.

I'll bet people tell you
they know how you feel.

I lost my baby daughter
months ago.

Almost a year ago,
actually.

God, has it been that long?

[♪♪♪]

I know it's not the same,
but I took it very hard.

Even my husband said
I was acting like a lunatic.

Who says that?

How would he have me act?

All that I wanted was...

to stay by her side,

not to part with her body

at the hospital.

As a mother, I felt
I'd abandoned her.

Her name was Dima.

After that night,
nightmares haunted me.

For months,
I'd dreamt of her...

alone in that building,

crying and screaming.

I knew I had to get her
and bring her home.

When I saw Amal's dead body,

those nightmares returned.

The case is open
until you claim the remains.

I know her father's family
won't let you.

I can't.

I can't.

I had a funeral for my daughter.

I was reluctant, scared that
I wouldn't get through it,

but the opposite happened.

I felt relieved.

At least,
I knew where she was.

I don't want you
to have the nightmares I had.

Please, mother of Amal,
think about claiming her body.

[AMINA CRYING SOFTLY]

MAN [CHANTING]:
Indeed, the heart grieves,

the eyes shed tears.

And we are saddened by the loss
of our dearly departed.

O' Allah, forgive her
and take mercy on her soul!

Bless her and forgive her!

Honor her path
in the afterlife.

Make wide the gate to You.

Cleanse her with water,
snow, and hail.

O' Allah, forgive her
and have mercy on her.

O' Allah,

take her into paradise.

O' Allah,
take her into paradise.

O' Allah,
send Your blessings, peace,

and grace upon
our Prophet Muhammad

and all of his family
and friends.

This is the funeral prayer
for the blessed soul

of Amal Bint Nassir
Al Abddulhalim.

Allahu Akbar!

[ALL REPEAT]

Allahu Akbar!

[ALL REPEAT]

Allahu Akbar!

[ALL REPEAT]

Allahu Akbar!

[ALL REPEAT]

Peace and blessings of Allah
be upon you.

[♪♪♪]

ALL:
There is no God
but the true God.

There is no God but God.

There is no God but God.

[ALL REPEATING]

MAJID:
Just like that?

Abandoning us
after all we've been through?

NAWAL:
I want to join the force.

I applied to the Academy.

I can't spend my life
scanning files.

Look, when you graduate, you'll
have a job here. We need you.

You don't need me
for petty crimes

that a weak stomach can handle.

[CHUCKLING]
Your stomach is why we need you.

We need the executioner.

I'm ready.

[IMITATES KNIFE SLICING]

I don't doubt it for a second.

By the way, I almost forgot.

This came for you.

Well, what's it say?

"To Nawal, "Mother of Dima,"

You were right
about the nightmares.

If Amal was alive, she would
want you to have this."

[♪♪♪]

FROM GOD WE COME
AND TO GOD WE WILL RETURN

I SEEK GOD'S FORGIVENESS

Nobody talked
to this girl's fiancé!

It makes no sense.
Why did no one call him?

Where was he all this time?

He wanted to start a life
with her so badly.

How'd he just disappear
without a trace?

Am I the only one who finds
that a little suspicious?

Wouldn't he be
the chief suspect?

[CAR HORN BLARES]

Mishal, I'm sorry
to bring all this up again.

What was the name
of Amal's fiancé?

Mohammed.

Mohammed Bin Abdulla.

Did Mohammed go to the funeral?
[SIGHS] No.

Mohammed and Amal

didn't know each other
very well.

The engagement
was arranged by my father.

They'd only spoken via text.

What car does he drive?

His car is one of those big

American ones,
a red sports car.

I think it's a Charger.

You'll find pictures of it
all over his social media.

Okay, I need one more favor
from you.

I want your cousin Jude
to call me.

I pinned the wrong guy before

and don't want
to do it again.

MAJID: Salam aleikum.
BUSHRA: Aleikum salam.

MAJID:
Before I forget,

have Ali bring me the file
on Amal's death.

I'll talk to him right now.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

This is Jude, Amal's sister.

Mishal told me to call you.
What do you want?

I just wanted to ask you
a few questions

to get details
you may have forgotten.

I signed the statement.

She said that would be
the end of it.

I know, but...

One moment.

The file?

You don't have it?

Why would I have it?
It's in the archive.

No, I didn't see it. All
the files are there except 1743.

NAWAL:
I called Nawal,
her phone is off.

Call the Academy
and ask Nawal where it is.

All right.

Perhaps you left a few details
out of it.

JUDE:
She told me to sign the paper

saying I didn't see the car.

You misunderstood Nawal.

She wanted you to sign the paper

so that your mother
would come claim Amal's remains.

She wanted me to say
I didn't see the car.

That's exactly
what she told me.

Did you...
So, you did see the car?

She told me not to say.

Was it a red sports car?

A big American one?

Was it a Charger?

No.

It was a silver Hyundai.

[♪♪♪]

Well?

No one at the Academy
has heard of Nawal.

What do you mean?

I mean she's not enrolled there.

And...

did you see the driver?

JUDE:
I think it was a woman.

NAWAL:
On the podcast,

the police always
inspect the suspect's car

and always find evidence!

MAJID:
What was the name
of Amal's fiancé?

MISHAL:
Mohammed. Mohammed Bin Abdulla.

Only for you to be a wife.

I'm the wife of the great
Mohammed Bin Abdulla!

I won't let you
take a second wife.

I won't let you!

Try and stop me, go ahead.

MOHAMMED:
Amal, I spoke to your uncle.

Everything's in order
for our wedding.

Bye.

[SHOWER RUNNING]

RECENT CALL: AMAL

NAWAL:
Look at this.

Messages between Amal
and a certain Noah.

[KEYPAD CLICKING]

I NEED TO TALK TO YOU.

MAJID:
Who sent you this?

NAWAL:
Same source as the video.

But those girls trust me.
I have to keep going.

JUDE:
I guess she had a stalker.

NAWAL:
Any idea who?

You're the only stalker I know.

[PHONE CHIMES]

WHO IS THIS?

THIS IS...

THIS IS NOAH

[MESSAGE WHOOSHES]

NAWAL:
I spoke to a few girls
yesterday.

They have my number.

MAJID:
So, you just happened
to meet girls

who may know the victim?

The number's unregistered.

It's from a burner phone.

MAJID:
The case won't close
until her body is claimed.

NAWAL:
I'll convince her mother.

I have to solve this,
please help me.

MAJID:
Want me to give you a gun
and send you after him?

JUDE:
She told me to sign the paper

saying I didn't see the car.

She said that would be
the end of it.

Amal, wait.

Amal, let's go back.

Isn't this place
scary and weird?

Oh, Jude.

In less than two weeks,

I'll be married
to a way older guy.

I have to have fun while I can.

[ENGINE REVVING]

MAJID:
We need the executioner.

[CHUCKLES]

I'm ready.

[IMITATES KNIFE SLICING]

PODCASTER:
We all love a happy ending with
everyone smiling and content

as the sun sets over the ocean,
it's very romantic,

but it's not every day
that you get the wind

at your back.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]