Original subtitles

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 TWO

Welcome to Al Hayba, Mr. Nemer.

Thank you.

My dear Samir.

-Do you know me? -Of course I do.

Tell me now.

Do you still mix shampoo and detergent?

The best thyme pie from the best bakery in all of Al Hayba.

Thank you, Bashir.

Does the roof still leak in your bakery?

Don't tell me it's leaking on the flour.

No, imagine that.

Really, the pies you make are the best here.

Thank you.

-Welcome, people. -Welcome, welcome.

-Hello, Zuhair. -Hello, Mr. Nemer.

-Abu Mahmoud. -Hello, Mr. Nemer.

-Greetings. -Welcome, welcome.

Hello, good people. Hello!

-Hello. -Hello, Mr. Nemer.

Adnan?

What were you doing for all this time? What were you doing? Tell me now.

Your brother helped you avoid jail time

in the hope of helping him deal with this house's problems.

When Jabal played his game and struck a deal with the government,

and shut me out, no one asked for my opinion.

Your brother doesn't need your plea to protect you.

Yes. True, he doesn't need my plea.

All we must do is wait for him until he gives us orders

-and finishes his safari trips. -Your brother is fed up!

Because what happened to him never happened before.

May God help him in his plight.

Besides, what do you want?

Stop waiting around and go run the family business.

Who's stopping you? Go check the lands.

Take care of the warehouses, find a solution for that dairy factory.

The dairy factory, Mother? The dairy factory no one cares about?

Where the employees haven't been paid in months?

The products there are being stockpiled in freezers

only to expire and be thrown away.

Why did the suppliers stop buying our products?

How do I know, Mother?

They stopped coming one after the other.

You want me to go beg them to buy our products again?

Besides, Mother, you know very well

that the entire dairy factory is a shell of our business.

That's stopped. Our business has stopped.

-The one Jabal stopped, Mother. -Please, Sakher.

Find a solution for the workers and let the factory work again.

It's the only thing that's keeping us alive now.

Even the lands are useless now that our business has stopped.

You left everything in ruins for me and now you want me to fix everything.

I give up, Mother. I can't take it anymore. I've had enough.

Mr. Jabal?

Will you always come and go under the cover of night?

Did you try to talk to him?

I tried relentlessly.

Your brother Sakher only listens to you. You must talk to him.

Besides, the family needs you.

We do too.

I swear to you, this fight happens every day.

Your mother is getting older.

You must come back to your family, boss.

What's with you, Abu Ali?

Why are you saying this? You know it's not the time yet.

I know, boss. But I've missed your company.

Soon.

Do you see this house, Abu Ali?

Every corner in it holds a memory.

And every memory makes me feel sad.

This is tearing me apart.

My life is yours, boss.

I wish I could tell you the same, but it's too late.

I stopped living when they died the other day.

Bless your heart.

This close…

it came this close to my heart.

And despite that, it stopped beating.

Give these to Um Jabal.

She'll give them to Sakher to get the factory running again.

And tell Um Ali, Ali's problem will end soon.

Maybe she'll stop blaming you a little.

Abu Ali.

Abu Ali?

He was here, no?

He was here.

He still won't come in?

It's a bit hard on him still. Please, forgive him.

I have.

Let him go.

May God bless him.

Forgive him, he says.

I wish he'd forgive me.

His scent.

-Hello, boss. -Welcome.

Did I send you to keep watch or to get high?

I kept watch…

so you can get high, boss.

-Tell me then, what did you learn? -The man is called Nemer.

Nemer.

He seems like a gentleman and is well-off.

Oh, this is unusual in Al Hayba.

I've never heard of Nemer Al Saeed.

Boss, they're saying he was born and raised overseas.

And this is the first time he's stepped foot in Al Hayba.

And he wants to take some photos and leave…

-or does he want to stay here? -No, boss, shoot a video.

He'll be here for good.

Maybe he thinks Al Hayba is a beautiful place.

Didn't anyone tell him things are different here?

No, it seems someone told him that.

He has men with him. Oh, they're so big.

-They're very tough. -So, he's not here for tourism.

It seems someone must tell him the truth about Al Hayba.

Go now.

Thanks.

Did you make some tea?

I wanted to make you some herbal tea.

I thought it might help you get some sleep.

Marwa, I'm barely getting any sleep.

And then I can barely get out of bed.

Bless you, dear.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

If you need anything, let me know, I'll stay up.

You can't sleep either?

-It seems I'm like you, I can't sleep. -Oh, my dear.

Your heart and mind are with Ali, right?

Fine, go get some tea and drink it with me.

It seems our new neighbor hasn't been to his house yet.

They're still partying in the town square.

So…

we have a new neighbor right across the road now?

There's no one around to go and check him out,

and bring news as to whether he's good or bad.

It seems he's very powerful.

I mean, why all this just to come here?

He thinks he's back from Pilgrimage? What do you think Abu Ahmad?

How do I know? Do I seem like his manager?

Welcome, Mr. Nemer.

This place is all yours. Welcome, Mr. Nemer, welcome.

-Let me introduce you to-- -There is no need.

Who doesn't know Abu Ahmad?

-May Mr. Ahmad Senior rest in peace. -Thank you.

Welcome to the coffee shop. Please, come in.

-What would you like to drink? -I'll have some tea.

Tea. Youssef, a cup of tea for Mr. Nemer.

How are you, mayor?

Excuse me, son.

It's Abu Ahmad's fault he didn't tell me you're coming.

I would've welcomed you at the airport.

-Oh, he blames me again! -People, it's fine, it is my fault.

I didn't announce it, I didn't want to bother you.

Besides, my men did their job and more.

-It's only appropriate, bey. -It's all right, mayor.

From now on I'm at your service.

I should've come a long time ago to my people and family.

Bless you, son.

Tell me, Nemer.

Which Al Saeed is your father specifically?

AL HAYBA COFFEE SHOP

Hello? Yes, darling.

Mona, something came up I can't come now.

This can't wait a bit?

Just one hour, so I won't feel I did all this for nothing.

It's all right, darling, you eat up.

Chahine, I didn't make all this food to eat it alone.

My dear, I just can't come home now.

Eat up, or wait for me, or just got to sleep.

Towards the end, he'd always speak of Al Hayba.

He said to me, "Son, I'm so sad I will die soon

without visiting it."

And he said, "Nemer."

"One must go back home and help his people."

"And he who doesn't help his people will find no good in life."

"Do what I couldn't do, I'll never forgive you if you don't."

May he rest in peace.

He felt he didn't do enough for the town, and for you.

-May he rest in peace. -Indeed.

And all your passed loved ones.

Why didn't you arrange for his funeral in Al Hayba?

There's a plot of land by the willow tree.

-It would've been the perfect place. -Listen to these two.

Let the man finish his story.

Is the Al Hayba my father used to talk about the same town you're living in now?

-Not even close. -The good days are gone.

Al Hayba now is without a leader.

It's leader is in the valleys now.

Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal.

I heard about him.

True, my son.

Ever since, we've had a new problem every day.

Of course, all the men have lost their jobs

doing nothing and they forgot their past.

And the state has deserted us, we've no water or electricity.

Not even a good clinic or school. What more can we say?

Your problems are mine.

And from now on… I will solve it.

Enjoy your food. Eat up, son.

This is the food for men like you, not pizza or lasagna or whatever.

Thank you, Um Chahine. It's delicious.

Did you meet Al Saeed's son?

-No. -Why not?

People say he's a rich gentleman and from a powerful family.

He's from the Al Saeed family.

Many people are forced to work with strangers

to stop the evils of the close ones.

Listen, Mother.

I settled my debt for Uncle Sultan ever since I shut my door,

and left my cousin and his family to take the bullet.

Your business with Sultan isn't over yet,

since they still protect those who killed your father.

This is another matter. Rest assured I haven't forgotten about it.

Now, let me eat in peace.

Hello?

Listen, I will send some okra with Chahine for Ghazi.

I'm sure he's not eating home-cooked food.

-Is Chahine there? -Yes, my dear.

He came in hungry.

He finished the first plate and filled another.

Well, you don't have to. Goodbye.

Bless you, son.

It makes me so happy to see you eating like this.

Thank you.

Taste this delicious tea.

Tell me, are you there?

-What? -What is it?

Listen, don't you let him get away.

Bring him to the warehouse, I'll be right there.

You've scared me. Tell me, what is it?

It's nothing, just a small problem at work.

-Everything will be as you ordered. -I hope so.

-Thank you, Abu Ahmad. -Welcome.

So, Abu Ahmad…

-this party is not over yet? -Please, Zakour.

For the memory of your late brother, let us be.

Mayor, I'd like to set a meeting with the town's elders.

The sooner, the better, so we can start work.

-I hope so, son. -I'll leave it to you.

You, go get me a cup of tea.

-Youssef, get some tea. -What did you say?

-Guys. -No, guys.

Calm down. Calm down, men.

Please.

Boss, the people's merchandise is here.

Is the laundry done?

They dried it and it's all filled now.

-Why are your eyes bloodshot? -Boss,

when my mother visits me, I can't hold my tears back.

-Did anyone see you? -No, of course not, boss.

Fine, go now.

Finish your work and keep your eyes wide open.

As you command.

-Hassoun, my dear. -Hello, Asmar.

Why did they have to shame us like this?

Don't we deserve a man like him in Al Hayba?

A good and polite man came to help us,

and this is how they welcome him?

Sit down, sit.

Zakour is the cause of all trouble. He must be stopped.

After his brother, Barhoum, was killed, he lost all respect

and no one can stop him now.

Jabal should've killed him as he did his brother.

Do you think that Mr. Nemer will come to my shop to get his haircut?

The man almost died, and this is what you care about?

Come in.

Good morning, boss.

Good morning.

Everyone in Al Hayba is here now.

They're here to check on you.

This is what I like in these villagers, compassion.

Let them bring me an espresso.

-I'll get dressed and be right there. -Take all the time you need.

No, it's not right to let people wait.

-Thank God you're safe. -Glad you're safe.

-Thank God you're safe. -Thank God.

-Hello, Mr. Nemer. -Hello, boss.

-Welcome. -Glad to see you, Mr. Nemer.

Please, sit down.

Thank God it all went well.

These are just some thugs. They don't represent Al Hayba.

Of course, mayor, I know everything about the people here.

-They're all good people. -Thank you.

We're all glad you're safe, sir. I hope it doesn't happen again.

After all, you're one of us. And what hurts you hurts us as well.

May God keep you, cousin.

I won't hide it from you, people.

Yesterday, after what happened at the coffee shop,

I asked myself, "What am I doing here?"

A man can die while sitting at a coffee shop sipping water or tea.

For a minute, I wanted to forget my father's will

-and forget about all of this. -No, this can't be.

-Impossible, bey. -We're your people, boss.

But when I saw how compassionate you are,

I said to myself, "How could I have thought that?"

I discovered that what I must regret is that I came here late.

-Of course, of course. -Welcome, this is your house.

Today, I felt for the first time that I'm with my own people.

-Of course, we are. -We are your people.

-There's no doubt. -Of course.

What happened yesterday will not make me leave.

On the contrary,

it has made me want to stay with you even more.

I dodged a bullet.

But you, I don't know what you've endured all this time.

-Yes, true. -This is correct.

-One disaster after the other. -Indeed.

I've forgiven these men, I don't blame them.

These men are our family too.

They weren't born thugs.

In reality, we must blame ourselves for our poverty, ignorance and silence.

-You are correct. -You are correct.

How long will we stay forgotten and neglected by the state?

How long will our lands

remain under the control of gangsters and war lords?

Our children must get an education.

Our youth must find work.

And our men must not remain servants.

-Yes, you're right. -You are right.

-You're right. -Yes, Mr. Nemer.

Khalil…

this house will remain open for all people.

If any of you has any demand or question,

don't hesitate to come here.

I am your son. I am your brother.

-Bless you. -May God keep you.

-May God keep you, bey. -Abu Ahmad.

Whatever was destroyed at your cafe yesterday, I will pay you back for it.

May God keep you for us, Mr. Nemer.

-May your father rest in peace. -May God keep you.

I will always lend a helping hand to everyone.

We must cooperate to take Al Hayba from what befell it.

-Of course. -Al Hayba deserves this.

-Of course. -Sure it does.

God bless you, Mr. Nemer.

You deserve all the best. Bless you.

It deserves someone like you.

Bless you.

CALLING

There's a guy of yours we found lost in the hills,

and we have some merchandise.

How about you come for a cup of tea and talk it out?

I mean, if you care about him, or else we'll return him to you decapitated.

Do what you must, it'll end soon.

I thought I'd sit next to you because maybe you'd eat then.

-I can't eat while looking at you. -Come on, man.

-This food looks good, no? -Eat up, come on.

An eye, they put eyes in the food.

I got the message.

I ate it. What do you want?

I want you to tell your man over there

to stop eyeing our share or else I'd take his eyes out.

That's first.

-What's second? -Second,

we'll talk over a cigarette after lunch.

Boss, is anything wrong?

Get out.

Quickly, all of you out.

You won't tell me who answered my call.

I told you, Abu Bushra.

Abu Bushra.

Are you trying to fool me?

Before this call, I was about to kill you.

After this call, he's responsible for your death.

MADAM

I'll be back.

Yes, ma'am?

Zaidan is not happy with the results.

How could you change your route without telling us?

That's because it's for you and we care about it.

That's why we changed the route.

Isn't it because you still can't stop the thieves in the hills?

Ma'am, I don't have to kill people,

that will result in a massacre between the tribes.

You don't need to or you can't? There's a difference.

I can, and more, but I don't need to for sure.

Slogans are not business, sir, we care about the results.

Listen, ma'am, the man who steps on my land

will lose both of his feet, and who dares to take what's mine

will lose that hand but for everything a time.

We will see, Mr. Zaidan wants you to go

welcome Mr. Nemer Al Saeed, now that he's back.

He's a friend of his, and we must do what's appropriate.

-Mr. Nemer? -Ciao.

I need more bosses here?

May God deliver me from you and from Zaidan.

-I told you I will get back to you. -I want my brother back.

That's up to God. Pray for him.

-Hello, men. -Hello, boss.

Is this your doing Abu Bushra? You made me so worried, man.

May that never happen again, boss. Welcome.

May God keep you. I'm glad you're all safe, men.

-Thank you. -Welcome back safe, guys.

May God keep you safe.

-I'm glad we didn't lose anyone. -Thank God we didn't.

But they captured Zafer.

I heard.

Chahine called you.

He's inviting you to a cup of tea to get to know you better.

God bless him. I also wanna get to know him better.

You didn't tell me, how's Zafer?

-He's alive. -Maybe he killed him?

Don't you worry. It's in my hands now.

My cousin, no matter what, is a man of honor.

Tell me, how did they take you on?

Boss, they started firing at us.

We were able to retreat after they covered for us.

Otherwise, they would have killed us. We stole one truck from them

and the other one is still there.

They usually don't send so many men.

That's strange.

This time, the merchandise is not usual.

Come and see.

Extra security and camouflage.

I think I know what it is.

But we have to be sure.