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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 29
Flour, meat, medicine.
Baby milk. I don't want anything left out. This is our duty, not charity.
Okay.
-Pour me some tea, Abu Ali. -Sure.
Are you leaving?
-If I finish early, I'll pass by you. -Okay.
What's wrong, Chahine? You seem weighed down by something.
-Sit down. -I will prepare more tea.
Jabal, you knew from the start
that I didn't approve of my sister's marriage to Al Saeed.
Isn't it better to talk to Sakher about this?
It's bigger than that, cousin.
I can't accept this bastard as my brother-in-law.
It has to do with you. Give me the green light to handle it.
What happened, son? What did he do?
Sami Al Saeed informed the police about your location
when you were at Al Shayeb's.
I know the timing is wrong.
But I think one of us has to do something.
Don't worry, I will handle it. You stay out of it.
We are one, Jabal.
If you do anything to that lowlife,
you'll be held accountable for it in front of your mother and father.
Don't forget, your sister is still engaged to him.
The boss is right. You've done enough for now.
But this bastard played my parents.
I can't sit back and see them being misled.
Your parents are misled by many things.
I don't want to talk about this now.
Okay, as you wish.
What do you think, boss?
There is something missing.
I learned from Issa at the time
that someone on the inside took a photo of us,
and informed the police.
Sami surely sent that guy.
That's why I need you to send your son with some men to scare him.
When they get hold of the bastard who took the photos,
-we will understand everything. -Boss, Sami is the snake.
Why don't we attack him straight away?
I was unfair to his father once.
I don't want to do the same to him without being sure.
Good evening!
You mean lonely evening.
I can see you've finished early today.
I've had no customers since early this morning.
Bashir didn't open his bakery, everyone stayed at home.
Oh, my God! I feel so ashamed!
It has nothing to do with you, chief.
May he who caused this be forgiven.
-It will surely pass. Good night. -Good night.
Come, son.
Put the chairs up and close the shop.
I'm going home.
Where is your husband? Doesn't he want to eat?
Even if I'm full, I can't help but sit with my lovely family.
Welcome, son. How's the business?
-How's everything? -Everything is fine.
People will be able to breathe again, better than before.
-Really? You sorted things out? -Yes.
Jabal bought enough goods for all of Al Hayba today.
Starting tomorrow, we will distribute them among the people and traders.
May you be blessed and showered with money.
But that's not a solution.
How long are the people going to be able to eat and drink with your money for?
When you relieve the people, what happens outside doesn't matter.
-And this is how I will be relieved. -Hopefully, boss.
Wait here.
Listen, Abu Ali. You and your wife are my family.
-And your son is like mine. -May you live long, Um Jabal.
You're a true lady.
That's why I want Ali to marry this beautiful girl.
Marwa is one of the family too, and I am her guardian.
-What do you say, Jabal? -Can we ask the lovers first?
Look at them blushing. Let's recite Al-Fatiha.
Um Jabal, we will recite Al-Fatiha over drinks and dessert.
But not over pickled eggplants and shanklish!
Come on, let's congratulate them both.
I have nothing to do with it. Usually, that's Um Ali's role.
Come on, do it.
Congratulations!
-Congratulations! -Hopefully, you'll be next.
Congratulations to the groom.
This time, he's right.
What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?
Jamal is acting in his best interest. You should do the same.
That's why I'm unsure about him.
He left me to rot in prison for years, for his own sake.
But this time, he's supporting you till the end.
If he wasn't so sure,
he wouldn't risk endangering his relationship with his sister.
I can't take the risk of people mocking me forever.
I am his uncle, he should listen to me.
I can force him to do what I want in front of all of Al Hayba.
I dare him to defy me.
You can make him do whatever you want, but not where his honor is concerned.
Since this is to do with his wife, there's nothing you can do now.
When did that happen?
You searched them. Did you find anything?
Okay, stay alert and keep me in the loop.
-What's happening? -Jabal wants to defy everyone.
I don't get it, what do you mean?
He bought goods from Beirut and intends to put them on the market.
-Is this lucrative for him? -Who told you he's selling them?
He's far too intelligent.
-What shall we do? -Nothing.
Jabal is acting within the law.
The goods passed legally through customs.
No one can do anything to him this time.
Where is Uncle?
-What do you want so early in the morning? -Your nephews are outrunning you.
I don't know where they got the goods from,
but they put them in Al Hayba square.
They are distributing free food among the people and traders
for 25% of the price.
It's nothing really.
May Allah bless his soul.
We're one big family.
May Allah bless Sir Sultan's soul!
Long live Sheikh Al Jabal.
May Allah bless Sultan's soul!
Thank you.
He's the boss of Al Hayba. This is just like him.
-You raised him well, Sultan. -May he rest in peace, Father.
May he rest in peace.
-What's wrong? You don't seem okay. -I am worried.
-I'm confused and scared too. -Scared? Of what?
Father, Jabal is playing in the big league now
with people who are very important and can't be banished so easily.
As long as he does what's right, there's no need to worry about him.
Father, Jabal only listens to you.
You can talk to him freely, advise him.
What should I say?
Forsake the people he's responsible for? Anger his late father?
If you knew what I'm talking about, you would change your mind.
And the problem is that we will be involved in this game too.
Are you afraid for Jabal or for yourself?
I am afraid for Al Hayba.
Believe me, no one was aware of this. But in my opinion…
Okay, okay.
Secure the west field.
There is a car passing through in half an hour.
When it leaves, I will give you the plate number and model.
You are amazing.
You have patience and you're trying to survive.
Why didn't you tell us you were coming?
We would have celebrated and slaughtered sheep.
Don't you love surprises and do the same to others as well?
True.
We are barbarians.
But you? I am sure you're not.
You're in a suit and tie, you're wealthy.
You can't act like this, sir.
Listen, Jabal.
I am not here to chat.
I will give you one last chance to correct your mistake.
My mistake?
My work is legitimate, sir.
You're working in a minefield. Things might explode in your face.
There's no need to remind you who I am.
Who are you? You're so stealthy.
And so intelligent, I swear.
You know you're in my house, so I can't kill you.
Leave those nonsense ideas of yours and let's talk seriously.
This nonsense is the reason you're still alive.
Because you're on my land.
Jabal…
you still have time. Think it through.
What would you gain from this, except more trouble?
You're losing control.
You will soon wake up and find yourself on your own.
Even she won't be by your side. She will leave you.
And…
you'll feel sorry for me, right?
I already feel sorry for you.
She's still discovering and enjoying things here.
She thinks she's a tourist. But in the end…
will she be able to eat and dress like you?
Will she able to sleep and wake up to the sound of guns?
Who's she going to talk to?
Where is she going to walk?
How is she going to live? Here? With you?
Even barbarians don't live like you anymore.
Are you done?
I haven't told you what you should do yet.
We will find a solution, and you will forget what happened.
You'll go back to your life and to your clan.
To your men.
The roads will be open and your business will be back.
Your livelihood will carry on.
People will come running to you, just like before,
and more often.
I assure you, I will facilitate your work,
you'll be able to do things you couldn't do before.
You're telling me to forget what happened?
Nour is like a fish, she can't live beyond the sea.
No matter how hard you try, she might die, or…
slip through your fingers.
Listen to me closely, and don't you worry.
This is about honor…
which means blood and fire.
So…
either you leave it willingly, or it will end you.
Blood and fire?
You don't know the meaning of fire yet.
Listen, sir…
if you bought your men with your position and money,
Jabal gave us his life.
If you betray him, your end will soon follow.
Because he's surrounded by his family and clan.
A family that will defend him with their lives.
Got it?
We got your back, boss.
You just give the word, and see what happens.
No, cousin, we know what's wrong. We need to act fast.
We can't do that without the boss's approval.
-Maybe he has a different opinion? -Jabal is scoring a point here.
Didn't you see his brother and men showing off?
We should have attacked them in Al Hayba square.
Shut up!
I am Ghazi Sheikh Al Jabal.
I decide everything, and you all do as I say.
Not just you, the entire people of Al Hayba too.
Get out or I will shoot you all. Go!
-Excuse me, sir. -What do you want?
-I told you to leave me alone. -My apologies.
Your wife's on the phone. She's been trying to call you.
But your phone is off. It's something urgent.
Yes, Nawal?
What's wrong? Tell me?
What did Lina do? What are you saying?
What do you mean, "She got married"?
May your father rest in peace.
Do you still remember, son?
Do you still remember Abu Ali, who helped the people out during the war?
May he rest in peace. He opened his house for all,
and left no one in need.
This is a new story. It's the first time I'm hearing it.
-You didn't tell it before. -What can I say, Nour?
It's an entire lifetime together but you will hear about it, for sure.
And you will see for yourself.
Thank God for everything, and for being able to carry on.
Sure, love, and you are kind. Everyone loves you.
There is something weird here. Where is Chahine?
-We know nothing about him. -Why are we talking about him now?
Let's us enjoy our evening, for God's sake.
You can't blame him, brother. You just can't.
We're his nephews, and people are blaming us.
What about his son?
-Are you still mad? -We've been dishonored.
Calm down.
What do you want? Isn't it good that the people are being helped?
Sure.
But how can I watch my cousins figure things out and do nothing?
Calm down, no one blames you.
This is worse.
Why am I here? Why is my father so different from yours?
Why do people love him and not me?
What are you saying, Chahine? Everyone loves you and knows you well.
It's not enough. I should have done something.
I love you. Isn't that enough?
You always prioritized your life and work over your house and children.
You can never tell.
Maybe in this husband, your daughter found the father figure she was deprived of?
Although I wouldn't have wanted this marriage for her,
I am not as pissed off as you are.
On the contrary, now I can say I am reassured about my kids.
My son is majoring in a field he loves,
and my daughter married someone she's comfortable with.
And they are both away from here.
You're the poor one.
Do you have anything else to lose?
How lovely!
Welcome, welcome, welcome!
Welcome, Sheikh Al Jabal!
Welcome!
Welcome, Jabal.
Your finest cup of tea for Jabal, the boss.
Hello!
Welcome!
How are you?
SOURCES OF INCOME - IMPLANTS TRADE MOVEMENT - NUMBER OF SHOPS
Look, is this normal?
We gave you a chance, and another, but it was useless.
We waited for you to make up your mind, but it's still useless.
Look, the goods will rot in the trucks.
And you're still standing still.
What do you say, Ghazi? We can't move if we aren't together.
You should both talk.
-This time, you should act. -What do you mean?
It means, either he dies or you do.
The superiors made the decision. Even Zaidan can't do anything.
I have one condition.
Ghazi, it's our mutual problem, and you want to add conditions?
When I fell down last time, no one helped me out.
Let him speak. We're all ears.
I am ready to work with you but I don't want anyone to know.
I don't want to live in Al Hayba, and hear people say,
"This is the man who killed his nephew."
You're right.
We both have no interest in this.
-Anything else? -Our problem is with Jabal alone.
We don't want too much bloodshed in the family.
The problem is that Jabal never moves without his men.
If Sakher isn't with him, then Abu Ali won't leave his side.
We can solve that.
I know a time and place when Jabal is alone.
Are you sure of that?
The anniversary of his father's death.
Before the midday prayer…
Jabal goes to the cemetery…
visits the grave and recites some prayers.
He stays for around an hour.
This is the only time Jabal will be alone.
Very good, your mission ends here.
And yours starts now, Ghazi.
-Yes, Abu Ali. -Bon appetite, chief.
So tell me, how's the market? Hopefully, everything is fine.
Thanks to God and you, Al Hayba is as good as before.
Even better.
I want this matter to be resolved.
The season is about to start and we should be ready.
According to the farmers, the season will be good
and the harvest will be great.
Tell me, is there any damage this year?
Did you hear anything?
I haven't heard anything. Let's leave it to God.
Don't you worry.
Boss, there's a man called Abu Nahed outside, he wants to see you.
"Abu Nahed"?
Let him in.
May I be excused?
-We will talk soon, chief. -Sure.
-See you. -Goodbye, Abu Ali.
Goodbye, chief.
-Hello! -Hello!
They speak of a pregnant woman who was about to deliver.
Her husband was poor and penniless,
and he couldn't afford to take her to the hospital.
He brought a midwife home to her.
But the delivery was difficult, and the woman almost died.
This man went running through the streets looking for a car.
Stop, stop!
-I am sorry, I am booked. -My wife is giving birth at home.
I've been looking for a car for over an hour now.
Can't you see I have a passenger?
-She will die. -Enough, hop in, come on.
And when the man wanted to pay the driver, the passenger didn't accept.
On the contrary, he gave him enough money
to cover the hospital fees and expenses for the baby for two months.
He named his girl Nahed.
Just like he asked him to do.
May God protect you. You're so beautiful.
He said if he ever has a baby boy, he'll name him Jabal.
May God protect him.
-Hello, Abu Nahed. -So, you remember me.
-How's your daughter? -Thanks to God and you, she's fine.
Why are you standing? Come, have a seat.
Please, sit down.
I have some news, boss.
Sure.
Speak up, there are no strangers here.
They want to kill you on your father's grave.
Both your uncles are plotting it.
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