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Hello.

I'm glad you made it home.

How was your trip?

It was good.

Should I be wearing something more suitable for the meeting?

Of course not.

This is for something else. We're family, remember?

I'm not yet familiar with the protocol of yours.

"Yours"?

You mean like with smugglers and arms dealers, right?

Yes. We, the smugglers and arms dealers,

like the late-night meetings.

We also like to wear nice outfits.

This is the first honest sentence I heard from you.

No.

I've been completely straightforward with you

since the moment you've arrived in town.

Listen. I've got nothing to hide.

And I'm pretty eager to keep you fully aware of the situation.

I want to know if Adel was involved in arms and narcotics trafficking.

Bear in mind, first of all...

that we don't traffic in narcotics.

As for weapons,

it's only at a narrow scale, merely enough for people to protect themselves.

Second of all,

my brother, Adel, God rest his soul, and I

didn't consider this job a bad thing.

We inherited this job from one generation to another.

And we'll pass it to our sons.

But in all honesty, and to be straight with you,

he wasn't that proud of this heritage.

But he was involved in it.

You could say that.

We agreed to be straightforward.

Okay. Be straightforward yourself, and I'll be the same.

Did Adel kill anyone because of that business?

One of us had to avenge our father, may he rest in peace.

He took the initiative, and he made me owe him one.

Did he kill someone else?

We've been to a lot of fights. He was there, God rest his soul.

Did he kill?

During such fights,

it's to kill or to be killed.

He killed, and so did I.

But why all these questions? He's in God's hands now.

Because I lived ten years with a man who absolutely adored the law.

But in the end, I found out that I was living with a murderer.

What do you think?

Don't get confused and mix things up.

We're not criminals.

We're governed by another logic here.

This logic is the least of my concerns. It means nothing to me.

That's why I'm going to take my son and go back to Canada.

You owe me nothing, and I owe you nothing.

This is your brother's letter. It proves everything I said.

This is for me?

Why is it open?

I could've sealed it off.

I'm being straightforward just like you are.

Don't you want to read it?

I want to hear it from you.

What is it? I thought you would wait for me.

Lady Alia just remembered to hand me a letter from Adel, may he rest in peace.

You can't blame me. I have not been aware of what was going on around me.

What letter could it be?

Haven't you ever wondered why Adel cut himself off from you for so long?

Because he didn't want this future for our son.

This letter of his proves everything.

If he didn't want this future, he wouldn't have asked you to speak with Jabal.

People, he wrote, "Bury me in my town," not "Take my son."

Listen.

This land belongs to your son. Nobody deceived you.

And remember that it was you who called me.

What are you doing?

Adel left for 15 years.

Even if he was away for another 100 years,

his son's rights and his remain intact.

But I want nothing from you.

That won't make a difference.

I'm obligated to tell you what's yours and what belongs to your son.

I want to absolve myself of this responsibility.

Adel had a share in every transaction we made since he left.

This share will be passed on to his son.

That also includes lands and real estate.

We were three brothers and one sister.

And we'll remain three brothers and one sister.

What belongs to us will be passed on to Jabal Junior as well.

Are you following?

I don't want my son to inherit dirty money.

No.

We won't come to terms this way.

If you wanted to come to terms,

you wouldn't burn your brother's last letter.

Do you now know what your son will receive?

Again, I want nothing.

We don't want money. I want to return with my son to Canada!

Calm down, Alia.

Calm down, girl.

We're still discussing this.

Discussing what? You've already decided to force things on us.

I've handed you all the cards.

It's up to you now. Take your time.

What's left to think about if you've already decided everything?

You know, you may prefer to stay here.

Excuse me.

By the way, you've waited long to hand the letter. You shouldn't have read it.

You'd better quit this.

There's now a boy in the house. He will appear from nowhere.

I was very vigilant. It was only one shot.

One or ten, a bullet can kill a man.

You got it.

You're a mother.

You know very well how it feels to have your son taken away from you.

No one is trying to take your son.

He's your son, and you're his mother.

And I have the right to raise him the way I see fit.

Yes, as long as he remains here with us.

Really? I can't believe this!

You want to lock us in just so you feel safe?

When I first came here, I was just like you, a stranger.

But not even once did I feel that I'm being trapped.

That's because you knew where were you were going.

No.

No one forced me to marry your father-in-law, Sultan.

And no one forced me to marry Adel.

But it's illogical to force upon my son and I a life of which neither of us want,

and neither did his father.

What do you know about this life?

What have you been told about us?

How did we treat you?

Haven't we attended to all of your needs?

Yes, you have.

But if you have accepted this life, that doesn't mean I would do the same.

You can always refuse.

But don't judge it unless you've experienced it fully.

There are events that happen in our life that we think were forced upon us.

But only time can tell

if they were indeed forced, or if life is always like this.

I'm really sorry, but you can't convince me with this logic.

This wasn't my intention at all.

I'm trying to explain the words you heard from Jabal.

I mean, don't judge things unless you've experienced them fully.

You may be right.

Or you may be wrong.

But don't spit the food out before you've tasted it.

You're telling me that you accepted this situation and went along with it?

When your sons happen to live on this land,

which is theirs, you've got to accept anything for them.

But we never lived here.

Adel also went abroad because he didn't want his son to be stuck in this land.

Adel is gone.

God rest his soul.

His secret is gone with him.

No!

Your son, Jabal, burned his secret,

because he can't believe that Adel didn't want his son to live among you.

Had Jabal not burned that letter, I would have burned it myself!

For it was a grave mistake when I let my son go abroad.

Now, it's unacceptable to make the same mistake with his son.

Not only if he sent a letter, I swear to God,

even if he were to rise from the grave and utter the words.

And what if my son doesn't want to stay here?

Your son needs time to learn to make a decision.

When do you think he'll be able to do that?

Not before another ten years.

What will I do until then?

You'll live with us.

Let's hit the nail on the head and stop beating around the bush.

I know what you're capable of.

But you also know what I'm capable of.

If we were to agree to one thing here,

it's that we don't want to be at war with each other.

Nobody wants a war, man.

When you obstruct our vehicles at the borders, that's a war.

When one of my men gets arrested downtown without my knowledge,

that's a war.

When I'm forced to reconsider my alliances,

that's more than a war.

What exactly do you want?

Fine.

I don't mind dealing with arms again.

However, it will be like the old times.

Only light arms.

Rifles, pistols, some Schmeisser, and Makarov guns,

with limited amounts only.

And each piece that enters my territory,

all of you here will be responsible for it and to whom it was delivered.

I'll reduce my cut by ten percent.

As for cocaine, pills or drugs, I won't be dealing with such things.

Now to the second point, which is terrorism.

Terrorism is a dangerous and lethal thing.

And I don't deal with something that I know little or nothing of.

Those are my cards.

What?

What's going on here with the game?

Are the scores good?

You've been in my room, haven't you?

I'm thinking it's impossible for the cat

to enter my room, play with the gun,

and drop it on the floor.

The cat is small. It can't hold a gun either.

And because it's small, the cat shouldn't be playing with a gun

until it grows up and learn to hold it properly.

Boy, the gun isn't a toy.

Understood?

Don't touch the gun if I'm not there with you.

Promise?

I forgot, you haven't told me your name.

Jabal.

Good boy.

The weapons will be stored by us, then we'll hand them to Dorayd.

He'll do the rest.

What about gas and heating fuel?

Same as before.

We'll buy the raw marijuana, and they'll synthesize it.

But in this way, we'll be losing.

That's their condition.

If we provide synthesized stuff, we'll have to pass all kinds of drugs.

Consider it...

as if it was an agricultural crop.

We'll buy from farmers, and everybody will be happy.

I feel I'm being goaded into some kind of trap.

We'll see. Let this wave wash over. We'll manage later.

Poor Alia. She doesn't know what to do.

She knows well what she has to do.

Mom, the boy was born in Canada.

And he'll be raised here!

Beside his uncle.

And you have to be a force of good.

So, the one who speaks truth has become a force of evil?

Would you let this child I'm expecting be raised away from his mother and father?

Don't mix things up. Understood?

Be a nice girl. You used to be more reasonable than that.

I don't want to hear this ever again.

Good night.

I'll definitely miss my school. I may also miss Celine.

Grandma told me that Uncle Jabal will find me a school

that is much better than my old school.

What else did she tell you?

She said that when I grow up, she'll give me my Grandpa's rifle.

What would you do if I traveled and left you here?

Why would you leave?

You went to Beirut for a day and then came back here.

But this time, if I traveled, I won't be coming back,

and you'll be alone here.

You'll be back, and I'm not alone.

There's Grandma, Uncle Jabal, Uncle Sakher,

Aunt Mona, and her child.

Mom, I see you more here than I do in Canada.

Plus, Dad isn't around anymore to play with me.

You also spend most of your time at work.

Mom. We'll be staying here, you and I.

Come in.

This is the best we have.

Here's the bedroom.

That's the bathroom.

Cold and hot water are included, and there's a small refrigerator.

There's no Internet in the room. You can find it downstairs.

Thank God.

About the car, do you want it with a driver or not?

-I just want it to work. -Of course.

I want a car without a driver.

Consider it done.

I'll let you have some rest.

Okay.

Somebody find out what that shooting is for.

Abu Ali is on the phone.

I think the sound is coming from the Al-Said family.

Madam, Somaya gave birth to a baby boy.

I didn't leave.

I've done many stupid things in my life.

I hope this isn't the stupidest thing I do.

This is becoming childish.

They've been blessed with a boy. They are happy.

Do you want to shoot them because they are celebrating?

You know well why they are doing this.

I know, son.

But if you react to that, you would be giving them more credit.

That would upset your brother.

You belong at the highest peaks. Don't you ever come down.

Go inside.

Dissension is at rest, and damn those who arouse it. Go inside.

After you.

They overdid it yesterday.

I could barely sleep.

As if no one but them was ever blessed with a new child.

When my beloved sister's child is born,

I swear I will keep Al Hayba awake for a week.

Where's Sakher?

He said he went to the college.

That girl will have him lose his mind.

Why don't you just have him marry her and be done?

In her dreams!

It seems your daughter is a little upset.

She'll be fine.

You focus on your brother's wife. She is indeed upset.

They were completely straightforward.

They told me that if I want to leave, I can leave. But my son stays here.

The problem is, he isn't aware of what's going on here.

He would like to stay. I'll never leave without him.

I told you.

Anyway, I checked if there are hotels in Al Hayba. There are none.

I booked a room in some hotel here.

It's less than an hour away.

I rented a car which hasn't arrived yet. It will be here any moment now.

I'm not sure if I can get Joe out of here today.

I'm being watched all the time.

You'll have to get the boy out of Al Hayba.

Jabal and Sakher can't leave that place.

I don't know. I thought I could tell the police.

That won't help you.

Get out of Al Hayba, you and the boy.

Then we'll head to Beirut, to the Canadian embassy,

and then to the airport.

Can you stay for a couple of days?

Sure. I'm staying in a nice hotel.

Okay. I'll try to take Joe out somewhere. You'll meet us on the road.

Be careful not to take anything from your stuff.

-You still got the passports? -Yes, I got them.

You wouldn't imagine how I've been before your call.

I was totally depressed.

Remember that I have two daughters. I don't wish the same destiny for them.

I've already started something stupid. I've got to finish it.

There are many more stupid things to do in your life.

Don't you want to have breakfast?

Of course, I was about to call Joe so we can go together.

You were too busy yesterday. We didn't have the chance to talk.

Yes, I was.

I've met with Majdi.

And what do you think of him?

What did you talk about?

About you and him. The family.

Did he say anything interesting?

You know, personally, I don't trust a man who beats a woman.

It only happened once, and never again.

Mona, if you want to go back to your husband,

don't ask anyone's permission.

He wants you, and he's waiting for your return.

Did he say so?

He told me that he wants the girl he once loved.

The strong girl who can determine her fate.

Can you be that girl?

No one could stop them. They had us awake all night.

God knows what they could do today.

I spoke to Chahine.

He said, "Who's that Nidal to even dare confront Jabal?"

Nidal has humiliated all of us.

He also keeps talking about how sterile Sheikh Al-Jabal's men are.

Anyone who dares insult my brother, I'll have their tongues cut off.

At best, you can burn his motorcycle.

Look at him, he didn't hold his tongue.

He used to talk in private, but now he talks in public.

Oh, if only your uncle wasn't imprisoned, he wouldn't let anyone shoot a bullet.

Yesterday, they turned Al Hayba upside down,

as if they were completely in control.

Where are you going?

To run an errand.

Chahine is awake. He'll see you in a while.

-Let him call me as soon as possible. -Want me to wait for you?

I'll call you.

What's with him?

I'm going to make your brother some coffee.

Have you shown your mother the photos of your school?

No. Do you want to see them, Mom?

Later, my dear. Finish your meal first.

I'm full.

I don't want to see anything now. Finish your meal. We'll see them later.

Where's your boss?

I don't think he'll be here today.

You call him now and tell him,

"Sakher is waiting for you at Abu Ahmad's café,

and he wants to congratulate you."

You got it.

The boy is very happy about the school.

It's an hour away. Right, son?

Almost.

The school is very good.

Not everybody can afford it.

Yes. It's a VIP school.

Right. You can say that.

Who gave you the right to determine other people's fates?

We determine such things together.

You've already decided.

We don't want to go through this again.

Anything you want can be negotiable,

unless it involves taking the boy and leaving. That's a no.

A red line.

And you call this a discussion?

Just have a look at the school.

Look how good your boy's life and education can get.

Then we'll talk.

And how could his education possibly be good?

How could he live a normal life if he's with bodyguards all the time?

There's no black and white in the school. Everyone is the same.

I'm not satisfied.

And I won't be happy moving all the way with bodyguards, as if I were in prison.

You're not in prison.

You can choose between a dozen cars. Go wherever you want.

I don't like to drive on unknown roads.

Then leave the driving to us.

What?

Sakher is attacking Al-Said's café. He swore to kill Nidal.

-Oh, Jabal! Get your brother! -Calm down, Em Jabal.

-Who's with him? -Nobody.

Abu Ahmad just called.

Gather all the men we have.

Em Ali. Get me my phone right away.

Anything you want, man. Just say so.

Let's calm ourselves here.

You're a good man. You've done enough.

But the bad-mouthing has started from your café.

The same way it started from here, it will be put to ground from here.

Who dares confront me?

You've got to calm down.

You sit down.

Both of you calm down. Don't get involved in this!

For the sake of whoever dear to you, stop it.

I won't leave this place until that son of a gun Nidal arrives.

Abu Said, Nidal has been impudent with Jabal for so long.

Yesterday, he made a huge fuss. We didn't complain.

He was just celebrating the new child.

But enough is enough!

If any of my sons gets hurt, those agreements between us will be gone.

I swear it by God Almighty.

Those who will toss flowers at them, they will be tossed back with blood!

Keep that lunatic at home and never let him out,

or else he will never live to see his son!

Don't go by yourself.

Don't be afraid.

The men from our family are on the way.

The Al-Said men are honorable. They won't abandon me.

I've long wanted to take revenge of that Syrian wretch.

I'm just waiting for Jabal's arrival.

Either this boy lives with dignity or he shall never live.

Alia.

My car is parked in the back. It's the red one.

Bring your son and take the back door. No one will notice you.

What's the matter with you? Don't waste time.

If you don't take your son now, you won't be able to take him later.

Nobody has the right to determine other people's fates.

Here. These are the car keys.

But remember, I didn't see you and didn't give you anything.

Subtitle translation by Faris Hasan