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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 FOUR

Firas, tell her that her aunt is coming.

-As you wish, Madam. -No, Mother.

-Stay here. -What are you talking about?

-You heard me. -Please, Mother, don't do that.

Please, Mother, Sakher is here. He'll check what she wants.

-We already know what she wants. -I swear, I'll kill her.

Rania is my niece.

She's family.

Even if her father betrayed the family, we value her.

That's her right, no matter what the outcome was.

-Please, Mother. -I'm going to see what she wants.

Oh, God…

I pictured this moment many times.

I assumed what I would tell you when I first looked you in the eyes.

I even assumed…

your response.

But now, when we're here…

nothing is like what I imagined.

That's why…

it's called the moment of truth.

Truth?

The truth is that my father was betrayed and killed.

With a bullet in the back.

No, my niece.

Your father died when he sold us out.

The bullet that killed him hit me in the heart.

But it was my father who was buried.

And you are still standing.

This is your brother's gun.

It was with him when he was betrayed and killed.

Keep it with you…

to remind you of him.

I don't need it anymore.

I tried to use it…

but I couldn't.

I apologize for wasting your time.

So, we are on the same page, everything else is just details.

We're on the same page for general purposes, of course.

But like the educated say, "The devil is in the detail."

Do you see me with horns and red face paint?

Just start, don't worry.

Good night.

How were you trying to use it?

Do you think a girl like me…

well raised…

who lived in wealth…

and her father gave her everything…

in an overnight, she wakes up…

but couldn't find anyone.

She found out that she's alone.

Lost.

He died and left debts and problems.

And I found out…

that my father is a smuggler…

and a drug dealer.

Debt holders started pursuing me, I didn't know how to run away.

I found more problems.

Angry people everywhere.

Finally, there were people who had connections with him.

I don't know the nature of his work with them,

but I know that they've turned against him…

and came to me.

They came to my door every now and then to threaten me.

They wanted their goods…

or money.

I didn't know what to do.

I was so scared.

I was scared they would kidnap me.

I was sure they would do that.

I changed my address.

But I was still scared all the time.

I thought that it's better to leave town…

to get this over with.

I found out that they circulated my name around the borders.

So, you'd think a girl like me…

how would she use that gun…

for something other than killing herself?

But I couldn't.

This gun is a curse in life.

I just want to get rid of it any way possible.

I'm glad you're okay.

It's good that you got here.

Where were you going in the middle of the night?

Anywhere.

-Mother, I'm leaving. Chahine is here. -All right, dear.

-Is this your son? -Yes, he's my son with Chahine.

-Ghazi? -Yes, Ghazi.

-God bless him. -Thank you.

-Good night. -Good night, dear.

Wait, Sakher.

Take your sister's bag from Marwa.

Let the men give you your cousin's things she left outside.

As you wish.

Please, take my niece to Mona's bedroom.

-Come, please. -All right, dear…

rest for the night, we'll talk tomorrow.

Have some rest.

Go to sleep.

Rania? My cousin?

Was everything all right?

How is Um Jabal?

All right.

Call me in the morning to give you my location so we can talk.

-Be careful. -As you command, boss.

Get in.

Why are you still standing? Get inside, find a spot.

-Have you found your keys? -I forgot them on the sink.

Be careful, you might get punished for that.

If you don't say anything, nothing will happen.

Come on, Firas is waiting for you.

-Where are you going so early? -It's important.

Like your secret phone calls, do you think I don't notice?

Can you believe your mother-in-law?

-Where are you taking Firas? -Listen to that.

It's all right, she's a bit jealous. Don't worry.

When I had two legs, I didn't do such things. How would I do it now?

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Good morning, Madam.

I tried to enter your room, but it was locked.

I was worried.

Didn't my niece wake up yet?

It's been five years. Why did she wait till now?

Take this, it's not about timing, Abu Ali.

Some people would wait years to take their revenge.

That's why we should be careful.

I want you to keep an eye on her at all times.

-We don't want any surprises. -As you command, boss.

What about Nemer?

Nemer?

Nemer is working for Zaidan.

He wants to take over the factory, so he could make drugs.

Abu Ali, our factory…

will make yogurt as a façade.

But it'll actually be making Captagon.

Captagon in Al Hayba? Why our factory?

If he opened up a factory, he'd draw attention to himself.

He wants our factory because of our reputation.

He chose Al Hayba because it's close to the borders.

-He'd move them easily. -That scumbag.

Indeed.

Why do you think workers left…

and distributers disappeared?

The products pilled up and went rotten, why do you think?

Right.

That's why you need to tell Sakher to talk to Nemer.

He should tell him that we thank him for his generous offer.

We really appreciate it.

But our property…

isn't for sale.

Especially, the yogurt factory.

As you command, boss.

Wait.

Look.

Tell him, if he has another offer for the factory…

-we'd be glad to hear it. -What do you mean? Another offer?

As you heard, I want them to be…

all mine.

Do you think that Sakher will reply immediately?

If he wanted to reply he would've done it already.

We have three options now.

Either we should forget about it because he didn't accept the offer,

or it isn't his call, or both.

From what I've heard, his mother makes all the decisions.

Um Jabal is the one in charge.

Even when Jabal was very strong, he didn't do anything without her consent.

Is it because of love or because he thinks that,

"Behind every great man there stands a great woman."

Must be the second reason. She's so clever.

"Behind every great man…"

Where did that come from?

I can't believe it.

What?

How can you be a great man if there's someone behind you?

It means that you trust someone…

and I can't trust my own mother.

Anyway…

this will take time.

You should continue what we've started, so we won't waste much time.

Take it up a notch.

-My dear Abu Ali. -Thank you, boss.

Come here.

-Be careful. -Oh, God.

All right.

-Didn't you miss Ali? -Sure thing.

My dear son in prison.

I don't like seeing you hurt.

I can't see Um Ali or Marwa while Ali is in prison, and I'm free.

It's all for you, Mr. Jabal. Why are you saying this?

What's coming is huge.

Ali should be among us, prison is dangerous for him now.

That's why we informed him that he'll be out soon.

After a couple of days, he'll be with us.

That's great, that's the best news I've heard in a long time.

-Save it all till he's out. -Hopefully!

Ali asked Shayeb to bring him something, and we'll send it inside.

All right, I'll talk to Abu Talal to arrange that.

-I'm counting on you to protect the house. -Rest assured, Mr. Jabal.

How can I gather all the ones in charge of smuggling routes along the plains?

What's wrong, Mr. Chahine?

Have you forgotten who you are?

All over the plains,

no one dares to refuse a request for Sheikh Al Jabal's family.

-Do you really think so? -That's what I think.

So, we're going to have a great feast.

We'll tell them this, and get it over with.

-That's a good idea. -Deal with it, then.

As you wish.

Hello?

Listen to me carefully, your man is safe with us.

We don't need him.

One of your men will come to you now with a gift.

Consider this a gift of good intentions.

About the guest, we need him. Thank you for your hospitality.

You'll have a paper with all the details related to delivery.

Hope to see you soon.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'm sorry if I startled you.

No, I was thinking.

I know that you feel weird about me being here.

I feel the same.

Sit down.

Listen to me carefully.

When your father was born,

I didn't just think that I had a brother, but I also considered him a son.

I raised him…

like one of mine.

I lost him…

just like I lost my son, Adel.

Anyway, you have nothing to do with that.

We're all going to die. Such is life.

But how you die is what matters.

The most horrible death is when we die without dignity.

May God forgive your father.

He killed me…

and broke my heart.

It's all right.

That's in the past now.

That's right.

-Do you have any news about Damascus? -Nothing.

I'm isolated from everyone.

Let Sakher buy you a phone.

I think this is better.

-Did Jabal say that? -Word for word.

All right.

He said, in case they gave you another offer,

be prepared to discuss it with them and listen to them carefully.

I don't understand, why are you giving Nemer Saeed a chance?

We don't want any of his offers.

We'll let him do whatever he wants forever.

-He won't take the factory. -Sakher,

just do as your brother said.

That's enough!

They think we're stupid!

Stop working!

We can't stay without work. We have to feed our children.

Nizar is right.

Let's call Mr. Sakher to send the payments quickly.

That way, we'd solve a big part of the problem.

We want to solve it all.

If you accept this little amount of money you’re getting,

they'll exploit you forever, and they'll do the same every time.

What is the solution?

Mr. Nemer has one. He said that he'll solve this problem.

Stop stirring the pot. We only talk to Sakher, not to Nemer.

You're always like that. You're not good for anything.

-What did you say? -As you heard!

-Get back. Get back. -Are you serious? Enough.

That's Mr. Nemer.

I should clean the chair. He must be here to have a haircut.

Look at this scumbag. He knew already?

He must have seen him coming.

You're welcome.

-Why bother? -Not at all.

-It looks delicious. -Bon appetit.

-I'll go make another one. -No need.

It's okay.

Take it away.

The shop looks good.

-Check it out with Ahmad. -Yes.

This is Burhan.

-Yes, Burhan? -Good morning, boss.

Smell this perfume, it's very nice.

-Wait a second, what's this? -Welcome.

Thank you! What's this? Perfume?

We're generous. You're worthy of generosity.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

Burhan is losing his grip at the factory.

Your man is getting weak. He needs to be dealt with.

-Arrange a meeting with him. -All right.

Look…

take the men away but leave the car. I need to be somewhere alone.

Give me the keys.

The keys.

Come with me.

Hello.

Let me introduce myself.

I'm Nemer…

your son.

We didn't have a chance to meet.

When they killed you, I was still in my mother's womb.

But she told me a lot about you.

You're lucky to have her love.

I wish I could find a person who'd love me like that.

She kept repeating your story until the day she died.

She left me with this doomed past.

My only inheritance.

I took her with me from one orphanage to another.

I took her all over the world.

I was hungry and poor then.

I was isolated, in need, and alone.

I was working so hard to get rid of poverty.

Poverty is what made them belittle and kill you,

and made my mother houseless and me an orphan.

Al Hayba…

where your love story was humiliated.

I swear, Abu Nemer…

I swear with my mother's love for you…

I'll humiliate him.

MOHAMMAD MORAD 1976