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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 10

Nour, darling, listen to me.

How can I come here? You saw what happened.

Your neighbor is a criminal and chaos is everywhere.

You didn't think about protecting me from him?

Suppose he saw me and then tortured me…

strangled me, killed me, slaughtered me?

Where were you when all of this happened?

-Where were you? -I'm here, with you.

I would never leave you or let anyone lay a finger on you.

Besides, from the beginning I sent Walid to be with you.

Walid? Yes, thank you. Why should I ask for more?

How could you think I don't worry about you?

You're worried about yourself. Your image and prestige.

You were so scared you wouldn't come see me,

so no one would think there's something between us.

-You're tired now. I won't respond. -Yes.

Yes, I am tired. I'm very tired.

-I'm still talking. -What do you want from me?

What was the urgent topic you wanted to tell me about?

I forgot. It was a long time ago.

That's not enough.

What you said is not enough evidence for us to make a move.

It's all guessing and chatter.

Give us an order. Let's go to the neighborhood to make sure.

We can't. I told you, I need evidence.

We can't keep going after him while he slips away every time.

Enough scandals with the media and people watching us.

Excuse me, sir. This is all I could do. You know how complicated this matter is.

I know, this mustn't go on.

My phone never stops ringing.

I'm being questioned about this and I still have no answer.

What will I tell them? We couldn't? We failed?

Sir, this is Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal.

We've been onto him forever and never backed down.

-What's different now? -It's in the media now.

Jabal's picture is on every newspaper and all channels.

I'm sure he's caught on and changed his looks.

If you tell me you've got him cornered and he's still in Beirut,

then bring him to me.

People are scared. They're asking questions.

The whole country is looking up to us, waiting for an answer.

And what are we doing? We're just guessing.

Listen… this is your last chance.

If he slips from you one more time,

I'll start an investigation… and I'll take action.

Sit down, Um Houda. We'll help ourselves. We're not shy.

-Please do. You're our guests. -Give it to me, Um Jabal.

You finish your food.

Bless you, daughter.

You know, people? Allah gave us no sons…

but he gave me a daughter better than ten men.

May Allah bless her. By the way, where's Mona? She stayed at home?

She wanted to come. But I told her this is not the time.

In any case, this won't take long. After a few days, we will be back home.

-Right, son? -Hopefully, Mother.

-Leave it to Allah. -No, Um Jabal.

You're a gracious woman. Don't say that. This is your house, too.

Bless this house and its people.

No one told you anything?

Relax, Abu Sultan. Even if they knew,

no one will do you harm as long as you're here.

Let's wait a couple more days

and the men will see that you get to Al Hayba.

Let's eat, people.

I don't know. It's very complicated this time.

I'm afraid we'll have more problems.

You're right.

Jabal coming to Beirut and the uproar in the media were not expected.

Even worse, none of the superiors appreciate our work.

You saw what happened in the meeting.

That was normal. They have superiors, too. Every one gets calls and orders,

and they're all waiting for us to arrest Jabal.

This is the most we can do.

Our men have checkpoints at every exit of Beirut.

After all, the whole country will have to deal with this.

-It's not just me and you. -True, you're right.

Toufiq, what about Ghazi Sheikh Al Jabal?

Nothing's new. He's all depressed, and he's not saying a word.

Yes, but he's been in isolation for a long time.

-Isn't it time for his release? -I don't know.

-What if he's hiding something big? -I don't think so.

It's clear he's in shock. There's no other explanation.

After all, his son died, his own flesh and blood.

That's why he must leave solitary confinement.

At least he'll have someone to talk to. Maybe he'll recover from his shock.

Honestly, I cannot trust that man.

I'm afraid he would overreact.

No, I don't think so. Even so, Ghazi is eager to get out.

He won't do anything rash and get sentenced to another ten years.

You might be right.

This is why I think you must go see the warden.

At the very least, ask him to keep an eye on him. It's not that bad.

Nice, Um Jabal. I could use some tea now.

One would say you had a whole lamb for lunch.

Poor son, I saw you at the table. You barely ate a thing.

I can't eat, Mother. As you can see.

You're not to blame. What can you do? You did your best.

Thinking of my brother…

us, staying here unexpectedly…

and our work in Al Hayba.

It's been three weeks. I haven't heard from over there.

A while ago…

your uncle Jamal called. He wanted to talk to you.

Honestly, I don't feel like talking or seeing anyone.

He's very worried. He said he's ready to move at your command.

It's alright. They did everything they could.

You mean Zaidan?

You brother has been delivering our messages for ten years,

and he still can't deliver my messages.

Remember, without him and his bouquet of roses,

they would have found us at the hospital and hid us from the face of the earth.

That's what's bothering me.

That's what's bothering and suffocating me.

Around four trucks. I'm not sure.

Why did they let them pass? They told you, so they must've seen them.

It's a long story, Ali. I hope Jabal comes back soon.

Fine, where are they now?

In 15 minutes, they will reach the fields.

Gather all your men and get the cars ready, now!

Of course.

-My son, what will you do? -I must go see what's up.

This will only bring us trouble. I say you tell Jabal first.

I'll be fine. Didn't you hear him? The trucks are almost here.

-Fine, tell your father-- -Mother!

Mother, we're not guests in this house.

I'm in charge in Jabal's absence until he's back. Why are you scared?

I spent years in Russian jails and here I am. Don't worry.

So, are you gonna tell me what happened or not?

Hala…

I'm tired and confused.

Either you accept me as I am…

or let me leave.

No, stay.

I'm used to this by now. You only come to me when you're like this.

What do you mean?

You're back with her?

What happened between you two?

You mean Mona?

What reminded you of her after all these years?

Chahine… Chahine, what is it?

Tell me what happened?

What's with you?

I'm tired.

I'm tired and I want to sleep.

-There? -There they are.

-Who are you? -Who am I?

I'm the owner of this land.

This is the land of Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal.

Good job. Since you know that, what brings you here?

Brother… move and let us pass. I implore you.

Are you talking to me?

Get back in your truck, turn around, and leave now.

Do you know who owns the cargo and what's our destination?

I don't want to know.

As long as Mr. Jabal is not here, no one,

and I mean no one, is allowed to pass.

Mr. Jabal himself would be upset with you if he knew you held me any longer.

If you need anything just let me know, okay?

-Thank you. -No need, we're family.

"Thank you"?

Who carried you on his shoulders from the hospital?

We're brothers and we must stick together. Unlike her.

True, love is even more humbling than our brotherly bond.

Wait, Jabal. Please, don't start. What love?

Besides, you know very well I'm in love with Rima.

Everyone knows that.

Listen to me, Sakher.

It doesn't matter who you love. If you want to be happy,

you must love…

and be loved.

Be loved?

"Be loved," brother? When I'm like this?

Didn't you hear the doctor?

I've lost an eye.

Leave it to Allah. He knows best.

Allah willing, we'll bring you a doctor, and you'll drive us back to Al Hayba.

Remember this.

When a woman loves,

she doesn't care about any of this.

Even if I'm one-eyed?

What's wrong with that?

She'll be more attentive and caring than you.

-Boss, may I have a word? -What is it, Abu Ali?

There's some cargo passing through Al Hayba,

but it's still in the fields.

What? No one told me.

Ali crossed their path, and it seems they will fight.

Yes, son. He didn't say who sent him?

Ali wants a word, boss.

Yes, Ali?

No, good job. Don't worry.

Put that bastard on.

Mr. Jabal is on the phone.

Hello, Mr. Jabal.

No, boss. It hasn't come to this.

Mr. Zaidan sends his regards and tells you… he's glad you're safe.

Gather your men, turn around, go back to your boss,

and tell him Jabal says…

"Thank you."

Listen, scumbag.

Another word, and my men will slit your throat.

Tell your people…

if Ali is there, then I am there.

This is none of your business. Get lost.

Let's go, guys.

I don't think this will go well.

You're exaggerating, aren't you?

I don't get it, what made you stay home?

And not go out and take a vacation from work?

It's nothing.

Can't I simply rest?

Of course, you can.

But at least, we could've recorded some episodes,

so that the show won't stop.

Relax, I talked with management. We'll rerun old episodes.

You should go through the archives and pick some good ones.

Fine… and then?

How will it end?

May, you're exaggerating now.

I'm really tired… and I want to rest.

It's as I expected. They approved unconditionally.

I just need your signature to start the paperwork.

Any news about the man from Al Hayba?

-Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal? -Yes, our good neighbor.

-They're still looking for him. -So, he's still in hiding.

As usual, people will forget about him.

In a couple of days, he'll be back in Al Hayba.

Will they let him go?

Honestly, I don't know whether that blockade is fake

or if they're planning on arresting him this time.

What is it, sir? What troubles you?

Nothing… but it's just…

This matter is becoming annoying lately.

It's not easy to have a criminal nearby without you knowing.

I understand.

Nour has changed. She's always upset.

Maybe she's scared he'll come back, I don't know.

Remember, many times in her show,

she talked about Al Hayba and was looking for him.

It's not easy to find out he's her neighbor.

All right, all right… I agree.

You want to hear what I think, sir?

You should relocate.

As long as she's there, seeing that apartment locked up,

she'll remain nervous.

It's not bad to relocate out of Beirut. It'd be calmer and safer for you and her.

Where shall I put them?

I told you. We don't need anything. We're blessed.

You're my family and this is my house, too.

Are you gonna take them or shall I put them inside?

Thank you. Here we go.

I'm going to Beirut. Do you need anything from there?

-Sami, why are you doing this? -Not me, you.

Me? What about me?

Rima, you know very well what I mean.

-If you want, I'll say it. -No, don't.

See? You know what I mean.

What's next, Rima?

What's next?

You saw what happened because of them?

Your father is going mad in his prison cell.

And the flowers on your brother's grave are dead, they need care.

And you're still thinking of Sakher?

You haven't forgotten him yet?

-What about Sakher? -What's with you, then?

Why can't you look at any other man?

Because I'm sick of everyone.

The man you spoke of… he got me here.

I'm sick… I'm even sick of myself. I can't stand anything at all.

Uncle Ghazi is back?

May he rest in peace.

Go make some tea.

Allah Almighty. Have mercy on us.

In the name of Allah the Merciful.

Jabal?

Why are you still up, son?

Too much tea and coffee, Mother.

Don't worry.

Allah, have mercy. Oh, merciful Allah.

Bullet holes on the windshield and hood.

-May he rest in peace. -Yes, indeed.

-What can you do? -I'll be better than new. Don't worry.

Walk with me.

Take this.

Once fixed, give it a fresh coat of paint and put these plates on.

-How much time do we have? -Drop everything and start with it.

Of course, boss.

-Hello, men. -Hello.

-Good morning. -Welcome, Abu Ali.

-Greetings, men. -Hello, Mr. Jabal.

-I thought I'd come and have some tea. -Jabal, why did you leave the house?

Allah watches over us. Besides, I know the men here.

Even so, you must be careful. My son, you're guests in my house.

I won't rest until you get back to Al Hayba.

Leave it to Allah. I can't stay confined to my room.

Honestly… I came to ask for your opinion.

-Fine, I'll make a pot of tea. -Bilal, keep your eyes open.

Come on in.

-Yes, Jabal? -Zaidan.

Zaidan is a noose I can't seem to get rid of.

Every time I push him away, he comes back.

I swear, I've been thinking of this since last night.

Anything new happened?

No, it's nothing. But this time, he's playing dirty.

Fine, think about it.

Tell me, Abu Sultan. How did your father handle him?

In his days, there were no problems.

He started causing trouble after my father died.

What's worse is that he's reaching out everywhere.

What do you mean?

I mean, I cannot trust anyone. He's recruited everyone to his side.

My uncle, my mother's brother… is one of his men now.

Are you sure of this?

Every once in a while he sends me a message… to test me

The problem is, this time I owe him a favor.

I'm to blame.

I should have helped you escape before he did.

You did everything but such is my luck. To escape with his help.

Can't you strike a deal with him? To exchange goods as much as needed.

Zaidan saved me and my family from death. That's big and the price is bigger.

I might keep paying for it for the rest of my life.

It's not that big. Zaidan will benefit from your escape.

And in your village, no one will want you locked up.

I know, however… he will benefit if I owe him one.

What do you say?

What?

What is it, darling? Why are you surprised?

No, it's just that…

-What happened? -This is normal.

Ever since that day you've been nervous.

I thought the only solution is for you to move to another house.

You'll be away from danger and you'll leave this prison.

What do you say? Believe me, I want to help you.

I want to see you smile again. I miss you, Nour.

I don't know. Do what you want, I don't care.

-Welcome back. -Hello, Issa. Hope everything is well.

Thank Allah. It's all under control.

We broke the contract with the owner. Of course, the tenant was one of our men.

He claimed that you broke in while he was away.

It's all fixed now. We covered it up.

The house is sealed up.

And our men inside said if things go on like they are now,

everything will be fixed.

Within a week or so, you'll be back to Al Hayba.

We apologize for not airing today's episode of Unveiling the Truth.

We will rerun an old episode from the archives.

You're familiar with our guest Dr. Ramez Al Bakri,

discussing infrastructure with anchorwoman Nour Rahma.

See you again next Tuesday with a new episode of Unveiling the Truth.

I wonder what she did now.

What?

I'm sure her show is on hiatus. That's why they're showing reruns.

She must've done something, and they sent her on a break.

I don't know.

On the contrary, cousin, you must rejoice.

-How so? -She didn't turn you down.

-You told me she can't stand anyone. -So she can't stand me.

Most importantly, she can't stand Sakher. This is the problem you failed to solve.

It's the same thing. What can I do?

With her? Nothing. You want my advice?

Don't talk about it with her again. Ask her family for her hand.

You're so smart! You forgot who my parents are?

That was forgotten a long time ago, friend.

First of all, your father was wronged and innocent.

Second, they need a man by their side especially after Chahine died.

And most importantly, you share a common enemy.

Ghazi will take the devil as a son-in-law for his own benefit.

You're leaving?

Do you need anything?

If you think I should stay with you, I'll cancel. It's not important.

No, not at all.

I want to apologize for this morning.

-Don't worry. It was nothing. -I didn't mean to upset you.

On the contrary, I'm thankful for everything you're doing for me.

What are you saying?

Chahine…

I love you.

No one but you has ever entered my heart. Even if your heart is not mine,

I can't stand to see you waste away and do nothing.

Now… no one can ever harm me again.

Tell me, then. Don't you always?

You must share your worries with someone else.

You've been alone for a long time. Can you?

Who do you share your worries with?

Had I found someone to stand by me and share my worries,

I would've been much happier.

But this is me, and I might live my entire life like this.

You see the difference between us?

You're alive…

and I'm dead.

I'm dead. Literally dead.

I felt bad that our dear neighbor had no phone.

I thought this was the only way to smell him when he was back.

-Oh, my! What a beautiful perfume! -Anything to cheer us up a bit, Mother.

May Allah help you and keep you and your brother cheerful.

Amen. Allah, hear me.

Al Shayeb is here, boss.

Why are you outside, Abu Talal? Come inside.

-Good evening. -Welcome.

-How are you doing, ma'am? -I'm fine.

-Tell me, do you need anything? -Thank you so much.

I hope we can pay you back soon.

Abu Sultan, they told me you needed me.

I don't want to add to your worries, but I have to ask for your help.

-Tell me, anything. -Under Allah, I need you to protect me.

Abu Ali and I want to leave for an hour and come back.