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When cruelty becomes a form of dignity
I am forced to be cruel
Forgive me for my cruelty in advance
Right now
I have to side with my wounds
I know that I have a dark past And I've made countless mistakes
And that I've done things That you haven't heard about yet
I know that I have a dark past And I've made countless mistakes
And that I've done things That you haven't heard about yet
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
Think long and hard Before you interpret our love
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
Think long and hard Before you interpret our love
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
We're defined by our experiences
We should understand everyone else Before we give an answer
We should be reprimanded for our actions And reprimand others for theirs
And go through difficult times So we know who our true friends are
We're defined by our experiences
We should understand everyone else Before we give an answer
We should be reprimanded for our actions And reprimand others for theirs
And go through difficult times So we know who our true friends are
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
Think long and hard Before you interpret our love
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
Think long and hard Before you interpret our love
The people who know what's right Are the ones who've made mistakes
THE EVENTS, CHARACTERS, AND SETTING OF THIS SERIES ARE ALL FICTIONAL
EPISODE ONE
Is everything okay?
By God's will. Don't you worry about it.
Still saying this phrase! That was the first line I heard from you.
Oh, my sweet daughter, and you'll always hear it from me.
Don't you worry about it.
The weather is so nice.
It is.
The same dream?
The same nightmare actually.
So, tell me.
I'll be honest with you.
We're still in a critical stage.
So, he isn't getting better?
We can't figure it out yet.
His condition is still risky.
That bullet hurt his intestines badly.
We had to surgically remove parts from his spleen and intestines.
And he lost his right kidney.
That caused a shock in his nervous system.
We don't know yet what complications he may face.
We shall pray for God to help him heal.
Or make him rest.
What's this?
-Get that away from me. -But that's not acceptable, sir.
-You haven't eaten anything for two days. -When I'll feel hungry, I'll tell you.
You should take care of yourself so you can take care of him.
-Where's Abu Ali? -He didn't come back.
Then listen carefully. Stay super alert and keep watching everything around us
and report to me.
Calm down, sir, and don't worry.
We're all with you, the old man is updating us regularly, checking on you.
He's a dutiful man.
He just asked about you.
-What happened? Is everything all right? -No, nothing, not to worry.
Okay, I'll go check on him.
I want to tell you something.
-About? -About the current situation.
-Something could happen at any moment. -What do you mean?
You know it's hard to get Shaheen here, and for Boss Jabal to stay with him.
I'm doing my best with my people, but you should keep me posted.
What are you talking about, son? That's not an appropriate time as you see.
I want to know everything in detail.
Several days have passed,
the old man called me repeatedly to find out what happened
so he can figure out how to protect you.
Jabal!
Come down here, I'll accept your decision no matter what!
Speak to me!
Speak to me.
Are you satisfied with what you've done to me, cousin?
Are you satisfied with this?
The story started when Shaheen came to the house after what he had done.
You caused me so much pain, cousin. Your caused me so much pain!
You're our guest now.
And in this house…
we don't kill guests.
But wherever I walk in Al Hayba…
I don't want to encounter you ever again.
Death is better for me than this, cousin.
Death is better for me than this.
Jabal!
Jabal.
I'm right next to you, brother.
Jabal, his gun isn't loaded.
You brought death upon yourself, cousin.
Al Hayba's price is high.
Celebrate him.
People! Shaheen is one of our family.
We shall honor the dead.
Wish him mercy on your way home.
Firas.
Get my son into the house, put guards all over the place.
I swear I knew it!
Wipe your tears, boss, your cousin is alive!
Shaheen!
Shaheen!
Bring the car from the southern door, we'll take him to Beirut without any fuss.
I don't want anyone to know what we're doing.
-Hurry, now! -Stop right there, Abu Ali! Stop!
No one move.
I beg you, Mother! There's no time for this! Go on, Abu Ali!
Stop right there!
If one bullet won't kill him, I'll shoot a whole magazine into his head!
Why, Mom? Why?
-Isn't it enough he was shot in my house? -He's a traitor!
Traitors should be killed and crushed under boots!
Or buried.
That's his right from me and my brother. We agreed upon that.
We agreed to banish him, not killing him right here.
Your kindness always distracts you and clouds your judgment.
Say what you want, the man's still alive! I'll do whatever it takes to rescue him!
If you want to please me, kill him right there.
Anything but this, Mother.
Anything but this. Shaheen is from our blood.
My cousin, and a brother to me.
He did make a mistake, but we'll talk about it later.
I won't let him die here, no!
Then get him out of here for good!
Banish him, rescue him, I don't care, do it outside Al Hayba.
But it's over in Al Hayba, Shaheen is dead here
-and I'll dig his grave right here! -The car is here, boss.
Help me carry him, Abu Ali.
We put Shaheen in the car, without any clue.
Shaheen?
Shaheen?
Faster, Abu Ali! Faster!
Shaheen?
Of course, I can't even describe what happened to his mother
when she found out.
Shaheen!
Oh, God! Shaheen, my son!
I swear I'll kill you all!
-I swear I'll kill them all! Stay away! -Slow down!
Get out of my way!
Get out of my way! I swear I'll kill them all!
Sakher doesn't know anything, of course.
Mona also doesn't know.
That's why she blamed him harshly.
I can't stand you anymore.
Enough! Enough!
Listen, you stupid girl. You don't realize what you're doing.
You think we wanted to do this?
If Shaheen is your cousin, he was a brother to us.
He was the third brother for me and Jabal.
If you still love him, then you should know that we adore him.
But what happened is far bigger. So big and hurtful.
No one can figure it out.
You all deserve to die.
After Shaheen's death, you all deserve to die! All of you!
Go on. Shoot. Kill me.
I beg you by our father's honor to kill me!
Go on!
Oh, Shaheen!
You all deserve to die!
Boss, Jabal doesn't have any other choice but to ask Abu Talal the old man for help.
Yes, please, Abu Talal.
Yes, I'm confused, and I haven't told anyone.
Yes, I do need this favor, cousin.
Thanks!
Hurry up to the hospital, the road is secured now.
Okay.
Om Shaheen couldn't process it.
When she reached our house, Mother Nahed was closing Shaheen's grave
in front of her.
Say farewell, sons of Sultan!
Get away from me, jerk!
Get away from me, jerks!
I want to kill your boss, let me go!
Where's Shaheen? Where's my son?
Where are you, Shaheen? Shaheen!
May Allah break you!
What are you doing? You killed him and you're burying him in your land?
You worthless! Where's he?
I want my son! Shaheen!
Oh, son! My son!
Nahed! Please give me back my son!
Give me back my son! Give me Shaheen back! May Allah take all of your children!
May Allah break your heart over them!
May Allah burn you, Nahed daughter of Imran!
Nahed! Stop, you--
I want to see my son, I beg you! Please!
Shaheen! My son! My son!
My son, my only son!
What are you doing with my son?
What are you doing to him? Cursed be you.
May Allah break you.
May Allah burn you, Nahed daughter of Imran.
Oh, Son! My only son!
Shaheen!
When we got here, you saw everything else.
There wasn't time to discuss things while Shaheen was between life and death.
I'm going to the operating room, get him to the end of the third floor.
I'll be responsible for hosting the patient.
What should I register him as? Car accident victim?
No, no need for that.
Register him as the victim of a fall from a tall building.
Where are his papers, ID, what's his name?
Antonios Jbara.
Here's his official papers and ID card.
Where did you get them?
The old man is taking care of the whole thing.
Oh, Son! Where did you go? You left me alone.
Oh, God!
Oh, God! My Shaheen is gone!
Oh, God! I lost my Shaheen. Why, Son? Why did you leave me?
Why Shaheen? Why did you take my only son?
Come and I'll give you my soul instead!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Oh, God! Why did you leave me alone, son?
How could you leave me alone, son? My sweetheart!
Please come back, honey. I don't have anyone else in this world.
Shaheen! Shaheen! Shaheen!
My son! You broke my heart, Nahed!
Open the door! What have you done!
May Allah break your hearts, just like what you've done to me!
May Allah break your hearts! Give me my son back!
Where did you go, son?
Oh, Shaheen! Oh, Shaheen! You broke my heart, son.
Please! Please!
I swear, I'll tear you apart with my teeth when I'll get to you.
Open the gate! Open it! You're worthless!
He lost tons of blood, we need two bags of blood immediately.
Doc, if you don't have blood here in the hospital, we can supply.
Of course, there's blood here. Two minutes and it'll be here.
He's my cousin, take my blood if you cannot find.
Okay, but we should check your blood type first.
-Okay. -Check whatever you want.
It'll be the same type, I've raised them together.
-Okay, let's go. -Let's go.
Should we take him to other hospital? Send him abroad?
You can't move him in this situation.
And since then, Jabal is as you see him now.
Sitting right next to his cousin, carrying a heavy burden upon his heart.
And his anguish and agony is far heavier.
I know. Shaheen and Jabal?
They're like brothers, how could they fight?
May Allah curse who caused that.
-You mean Ghazi? -Ghazi and others, whoever he was,
may Allah curse them, they broke this family apart.
-Good evening -Hello, sir.
It's getting late, I'll go fix dinners to patients, Abu Ali.
-I'll come back later. -May Allah be with you.
Come in.
Two coffees, please
I think I've seen this guy before.
He's Ringo.
He used to work for us then he came to Beirut,
-became one of the old man's men. -You mean the old man, Sheikh Al Jabal?
Boss Sultan's cousin.
He's one of his men, he works in the hospital.
The old man has power in every single corner of Beirut.
One-hundred percent.
They provided everything since we entered the hospital,
you get what I mean?
-What about the doctor? -She's Doctor Noha.
She's the best surgeon in the hospital.
-Is she also a niece? -No, she's not from the family.
But she's from Al Hayba. She's also on our side.
But that's not enough, we should be more careful.
We're in a hospital in the middle of Beirut.
There's ministries, embassies, and intelligence forces.
I don't know.
We should've thought more about this hospital idea.
You mean like when we thought about Jabal's father and we lost him?
Tell me, what brought you this early?
I'm here to secure the premise for Madam Nahed.
-Madam Nahed is coming here? -She wants to visit the boss.
To tell him about another catastrophe that hit him.
Catastrophe? What happened?
What happened?
Did something happen?
As for your cousin, nothing has changed.
We planted some myrtle on his grave, we're watering it every morning.
Despite being shot in my house, he'll also be buried there.
A grave without a body.
How could you figure that?
I'm not here for this.
Tell me then, why are you here?
Promise me that you'll stay strong.
Don't you worry about it.
Don't worry about Jabal, tell me.
Alya, she escaped in the middle of this fuss.
Instead of standing next to her man.
Next to her family-in-law.
Instead of defending the house that housed her, fed her…
-she took Adel's son and left. -He's her son.
He's his son, Mom.
You say it calmly like that?
I'm telling you that your wife has escaped and you're defending her?
I'm not defending anyone, Mom! She hasn't escaped.
She didn't escape.
She is traveling, I'm the one who asked her to do so.
Is it clear? Or should I clarify it?
I'm the one responsible for her leaving Al Hayba.
So? And after that?
Then you can travel whenever you want.
This is the perfect time for it, take the child with you.
You shouldn't be in this situation.
And why is that?
Why haven't you told me so I can act properly?
So I can understand what's happening.
I wanted to tell you, but look what happened,
you can see our condition now.
So?
What about Adel's son?
He's ours. He's our son, we're his guardians.
Oh, Mom.
We can't bear him, I swear.
We took this child to raise him, take care of him,
and you've seen what happened.
And what's happening and what will happen.
We're not ready for that. Are you happy with our current situation?
It's your own doing, Son.
No one knows you but me.
Then you know I had to do that.
-Let me know when you get back safely. -You're the one who should let me know.
-About what? -About that jerk you're treating.
I won't rest until I know what you are planning to do.
It's still the same, Mom.
If he survives, I'll banish him from the village.
And if he dies? And I hope he does. His grave is waiting for him, I dug it.
Have you figured out where she is now?
She has two hours till boarding, then her plane will leave for Canada.
Okay, listen.
Deliver her divorce papers to her the minute she gets there.
You're right.
She deserves even more than that after what she’s done.
Listen, she hasn't done anything wrong.
What's between us is over, and I don't want any more discussions, understood?
Got it. I'll take care of it.
Listen, I'll take care of her and her boy's expenses as long as I live.
Would you like me to send her an allowance every month?
The important thing now is rent, health, clothes, school fees.
That's on me, I'll send it regularly, she won't be needing any money
and you're responsible for her.
As you wish.
Then let me go to the court, start the divorce papers.
Come here.
No, what are you talking about? We should keep it confidential.
I don't want any fuss or that it gets more complicated.
But the media got the news, they're asking for Jabal's picture.
Beware! We're looking for this man
I don't want to distribute his picture,
or he'll be able to change his look.
And Shaheen's dad? Is he gonna stay in solitary confinement with no visits?
We had to do it. I don't want him to contact anyone.
That's why I want you to plan it with the jail sheriff,
I want you to supervise it yourself.
-Could it be that dangerous? -Even more. That's a tribal fight.
We don't know the alliances and the enemies in this jail.
You're right. They'd kill each other if they knew about Shaheen's death.
That's why I don't want Ghazi to know.
But you're the mayor, you're the only one who can solve it.
The woman is on their doorsteps since her son's death.
Crying and beating herself.
I spoke twice with Jabal's mother, there's no use of it.
She said it's a family matter, they'll solve it themselves.
But she's a lonely woman, Mayor. She's lost all her men and family.
Her husband is in jail, her son died and we're watching her get humiliated!
-How could we stay still? -Jalal! Calm down!
Jabal was wrong, everyone witnessed that.
Isn't that right, Mayor?
Both of them were wrong, son
Jabal and Shaheen both lost their senses, and they fought each other.
You're right.
Who would've guessed that?
They stood always together, with heart and soul.
What are you saying, people?
His pistol was empty.
Shaheen was wrongfully killed, we've all witnessed that.
Shaheen betrayed Jabal and he reported him to the police.
That cost them his brother Sakher's eyes.
Killed their men and brought troubles upon them.
Jabal has always been wanted. Shaheen has nothing to do with it
Jalal, please calm down!
You see? Truth always hurts.
What truth!
-Won't we end this discussion? -How long are we gonna stay silent?
Shaheen was treated unfairly, just like my dad.
He was killed treacherously!
The prince got mad, so he killed him in the house where he grew up.
He was even buried there, they won't even give us his body.
Shaheen got killed and buried and they won't even let us pray for him.
-That's despicable and isn't acceptable. -That's not true, Jabal did his duty.
He washed him and prayed for him.
He buried him in his house because he loved him.
Really, Mayor? Do you believe that? So, he loved him more that his own mother?
They won't even let her smell him before he was buried.
She is laying on their doorsteps,
won't even let her read Al Fateha on his grave!
Where's Jabal? Where did he disappear? Isn't he sad for him?
He escaped in the woods!
His mother said that he couldn't handle his grieve.
That's why he wanted to be alone!
You mean, he ran away?
Because he couldn't face the people in Al Hayba.
He thought that his uncle is in jail, and there are no men in the family.
I'll lay low for a while, so people will forget.
Jabal thought Shaheen is dead and no one will avenge him, but it won't end easily.
No one would avenge him?
May Allah bless our Boss Ghazi.
When he'll know his son was killed…
he'll dig the ground and destroy Al Hayba on their heads.
Come on.
What do you think, Mayor?
Sami is a man now, he's no longer a child.
It looks like he's stubborn,
-like his dad. -So what?
So, we'll let him spark trouble, throwing such talk among people?
What could I say to him? Haven't you seen the fire in his eyes?
And also,
we all know that Suleiman Al Saeed was wrongfully killed
and he was raised as an orphan.
And he still remembers what happened to him
and what happened to his sister Sumaya with Jabal's family.
And even worse than that,
his sister's husband was also killed.
What then? There'll be troubles once again?
Abu Ahmad, I don't know yet.
Jabal and Sakher thought they took their revenge from Sakher.
But what I fear…
I fear that revenges have just started.
What now? Just tell me what I have done!
Just tell me why you threw me here!
Tell me what happened!
Crime is still awake, while the law is still asleep,
turning a blind eye to the tribal fights
in the villages and plains that don't abide by government rules.
From planting marijuana to gun trafficking,
Al Hayba stories don’t end.
Now no longer one strong alliance and family,
vengeance broke the Al Jabal family. Shaheen Sheikh Al Jabal,
the main hand of his family, was killed…
-Here's what you've asked for, boss. -Did you talk with our guys?
Don't worry, Mother Nahed is okay.
They passed the plains, she'll be home in half an hour.
Good.
Al Hayba's people expressed their anger and shock at this news.
I don't know what to say, they were like brothers.
I don't know what happened to them. Cursed be the devil.
What I want to say is we were expecting everything.
But we didn't expect Jabal to do what he did,
and to whom? Shaheen! His cousin?
They were like brothers.
Despite their opinions and views,
they're still all discreet about Jabal's identity.
The search operation hasn’t found any pictures of Jabal so far,
so we are calling on any honorable citizen who has any information or clues
that could lead to Jabal's identity, whether it's a photo or a video,
-to contact us with this information. -Take it, there's no need for it.
You want me to get rid of it, sir?
Get rid of it.
Get rid of it and let's put our trust in Allah.
…that shows Jabal's features, and may help capturing him.
-Couldn't you manage a picture for Jabal? -No one would cooperate with us.
I'll tell you later, you'll be live in ten seconds.
Get ready, please, count…
That's all we have on this controversy,
between those who denied it,
and those who denied the betrayal of Shaheen with Jabal.
The main question is…
will we witness any change in the official stance
towards the expected tribal violence?
We now go back to studio with our colleague Nour
for further discussion.
Thanks for that, Sameer. We'll follow on from his questions to discuss it further.
The numbers below are for contacting us for an open discussion.
What's the law's view? What precautions should be taken immediately?
What's the general view on this? How's the situation in Al Hayba now?
How could this develop and shape?
More importantly, where's Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal?
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