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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
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 11
Mrs. Nahed is not feeling well, boss.
Her health is deteriorating.
She can't take the sudden scares anymore.
What's making things worse is that she understands nothing.
She keeps asking me questions, and I don't know what to say anymore.
Um Jabal… will know…
but not before this sneaky Al Saeed takes the bait.
If she knows now, she won't accept.
Boss, listen to me and don't get mad.
I'm with you, come what may.
Your wishes are my commands.
I can only tell you that this time, you're playing with fire.
Don't you worry about me, Abu Ali.
It's okay.
I learned at my own expense…
and I know how to play with my foes as they like.
Those are bad people with bad intentions.
You can't clash with them.
When I lay my hands on them, I won't be merciful at all.
I swear on the day we witnessed together…
that I'll kill Zaidan.
So?
Everything is fine.
She slept in my auntie's room. I left when she fell asleep.
Thank you so much.
You're welcome. It's Mona, my childhood friend.
Excuse me, boss. I'm going to check on the guys at the gate.
Come here.
Um Jabal was telling me you want to travel
and need me to rush in preparing the papers.
She told me that she's not letting me do so.
She prepared my Adel's room, may he rest in peace,
so that I stay here.
How great. A good thing she didn't give you my room.
Am I bothering you?
No. What are you saying?
What about this?
Fine.
It seems you miss life in jail.
We can talk to our friends and get you back in.
Do you think so? It might be better.
-Are you that bothered by us, Asmar? -No, man, you're a brother to me.
If it weren't for you, who knows what would I have faced in jail?
All I wanted was to get back to my mom's for her to forgive me for my sins.
I came back to see she passed away.
My freedom means nothing now.
Relax, and come with me. Come on.
Excuse me. I sat alone so I wouldn't disturb you.
Go now. When I calm down, I'll follow you.
Okay.
Guys. What do you think? Are we staying here today too?
Shall we keep on looking like this?
It's like searching for a needle in a haystack.
You thought it'd be easy? Huh? A night and it'd be over?
No, brother. This search won't end until we kill this jerk. You understand?
A day or two, months, or even years. I don't know.
We have no problem, but what are we going to do?
The guys up top want to come here. There's nothing to be done there..
Brother, if we want to stay here for long, we'll camp here.
We haven't eaten since yesterday. We're hungry.
Are you serious?
-Yes, Mom? -Aren't you going to say good morning?
-Is it a good morning? I don't think so. -The Damascene boys are warm in their beds
while you think that if you sleep in the forest, you'll catch the jerk.
Tell me, Mom, what do you want now?
You want to catch Ali? I'll make sure you do that.
-How and when? -Go with your men to Al Hayba.
Wait for my call. I'll tell you where he will be. Don't ask me how!
Wake up.
Leave me. Five more minutes.
Five more minutes? I'm not your alarm. Wake up. Come on.
What do you want, brother?
Go have breakfast and get ready.
We need to do something, and only you can handle it.
I'm the only one to handle it?
Seriously?
Get up.
-Are you still thinking? -No, look, I'm up.
If you weren't dear to my heart and one of us,
I wouldn't have let you in this room.
The room of my beloved late son.
No need to take it away, Auntie. It doesn't bother me.
Put up your pictures instead so you'll feel at home.
Adel's picture is always in my heart.
-Long may you live. -God bless.
Breakfast is ready, and Boss Jabal is waiting for you.
Tell him we're coming.
Wait for me at the coffee shop, Mesbah.
AL HAYBA MAYOR
-Good morning, Mayor. -Welcome, Chahine.
Listen, Abu Ali,
tell your bastard son if you get the chance to see him
that I'll find him even if he's hidden well in the field.
-Chill, Chahine! -I don't want to chill, and don't meddle.
Alaa, stay outside.
A piece of advice.
Try to bid him farewell alive, or you'll do it at the morgue.
I saw you step inside. Is something wrong?
-No, Boss Chahine. -I thought so.
-Bring coffee for Boss Chahine. -Okay.
What about getting out of my face and carrying on with your work inside?
Okay.
Hold on, Um Ali. I'm coming.
Are you going to be late? I'm sorry.
Why are you so invigorated today? I usually get you out of bed.
That was when your room was next to mine.
I used to see your beautiful face every morning.
I'm getting dressed. Why are you all in a hurry today?
I'll wait for you outside to go down together
because your brother Jabal is sitting at the table.
So what?
I don't want to sit alone. I'm more comfortable with you.
I'm ashamed when I'm with Jabal.
-Ashamed? -Yes.
Aren't you my friend in this house?
Come on, hurry up.
I won't keep you waiting long,
my friend.
-Need is the mother of invention, boss. -You're right.
To make a fire, you should be a professional, right?
-Why are you laughing? -I recalled what you did to Khayat.
I have nice hands. I served him well.
If I had more time, I would have planted a button here and turned it.
-You would've done it. -I would've done more.
Welcome, Zafer. Welcome.
Come and have some tea.
This is the best cup of tea for Boss Zafer.
You seem you have something to say.
Chahine took his men and went to Al Hayba square.
That's weird.
Did they get bored that quickly?
No. Chahine has been waiting for years for this.
He wouldn't leave the field in a day. I'm sure something happened.
He met your father there and talked to him badly.
Oh, Chahine.
A real man wouldn't take his gangsters and act tough with a disabled man.
Let him face me. I'm ready to spare him the search to find me.
You'll sit and wait for him.
If he wants you, we want him more.
Chahine was bad to us. My wound didn't heal until now.
What do you want?
Offense is the best form of defense.
We'll attack him and kill him.
Excuse me.
Listen to me carefully. Don't you act on your own. Understood?
You'll wait for Boss Jabal. He'll deal with it.
Yes, sure. I'll wait.
Don't forget that Chahine is your cousin.
Blood is thicker than water, but I need to avenge myself.
Did they let you see him?
My mother-in-law is banning me from seeing my son.
She wants me to tell them Ali's whereabouts.
Bon appétit.
Everything is ready, Boss Nemer. Khalil is at the factory, waiting for you.
Okay.
Shall I wait for you in the car?
Come in.
Give me this.
-Do you like it? -Great, boss.
-It's traditional, right? -Sure.
I feel something is missing.
Follow me.
Welcome.
Come in, guys.
Welcome.
Watch out, Mayor. We changed the doorstep. Firas?
Attend to our guests.
Welcome, Mayor. Welcome, Abu Ahmad. Welcome, guys. Come in.
I'm coming, dear Nemer.
Ghazi, dear, you'll get dirty.
I caught you! Bless you, boy!
-I caught you. -Ghazi is mine.
-You're still young, Abu Ali. -I'm fine if Um Ali leaves me be.
I know well when you speak about me.
I was telling Mrs. Nahed that I'm looking for a younger bride.
-You're getting old. -No, no, no, Abu Ali.
What's wrong, Um Ali? He's kidding. Don't take it seriously.
Mrs. Mona?
Yes, Um Ali, what is it?
When I heard what Mrs. Um Chahine asked of you, I couldn't sleep.
Your voice yesterday was hurting me even more.
I promise you, the only kid I loved after Ali is Ghazi.
I just want to say that I'm a mom like you.
My son is away, and I can relate to how you feel.
But you know very well what Abu Chahine was,
and you know that my son Ali was wronged.
Please, Um Ali, I don't want to talk or listen to anything.
Leave me alone. It's such a difficult situation.
Don't make it harder.
As you wish, Mrs. Mona, daughter of Sultan Sheikh Al Jabal.
As you wish, dear.
So?
Is everything fine?
Yes.
We will renovate everything, adjust those machines,
and buy new ones.
You can produce double the quantity.
But we need to change the driving lanes.
I promise you, Boss Jabal, to make a huge success of this factory.
I hope so, sir.
If you can evolve the business and make it bigger,
it will do the people good.
-You're our pride, Boss Jabal. -Thank you.
Everything is ready.
Let's go.
No way, after you.
In the name of God.
-Congratulations, Boss Jabal. -Congratulations to you.
-May it bring you wealth. -The money is ready, Boss Jabal.
-Would you like to count it? -What are you saying?
We don't count with you. Take them, boy.
Congratulations. May it be successful.
Congratulations.
Aren't you going to congratulate us, Mayor?
Congratulations.
He gave the factory to the Al Saeed boy? How did that happen?
I'm like you, Um Jabal. I know nothing.
This is Boss Jabal's idea. It's an investment. He didn't sell it.
Listen, Abu Ali. We've spent a lifetime together.
I know very well when you keep something from me.
I feel I'm a stranger to my son. He used to tell me everything.
-Jabal has changed. -No, ma'am, you're his mom.
Believe me, if I knew something, I would've told you.
As you know, with Jabal, I execute his orders. That's it.
If Sakher knows, he'll get very upset.
Come, dear, you need to go to sleep.
Today at dawn, Ali will be at Abu Issa's to see Marwa, his fiancée.
Handle it. I want my son tomorrow morning.
-Deal? -Deal.
-Yes, Mom? -Listen carefully.
Okay, okay.
Mesbah!
Keep an eye on Sultan's house. When Marwa leaves, call me quickly.
Follow me, guys.
Youssef! Youssef! Wake up, son. Let's close and leave. Come on.
Here we will have the golden goose.
She's on the move.
-She's on the move, boss. -Okay.
No one moves. Wait for me here.
It's been a long time.
Did they let you see him?
My mother-in-law is banning me from seeing my son.
She wants me to lead them to Ali.
Ali is in the field, in the caves with the gang.
Why are you telling me?
Because you need to know,
and you should make a choice.
Either you let them catch Ali,
and you'll be just as Um Chahine wants,
a lowlife, who forsakes her family…
-or… -Never.
Look at me well, brother.
I won't do that.
So, you'll do exactly as I tell you.
I've told you many times. I'll get you your son.
You'll get him tomorrow.
Hello.
Boss Jabal?
Tell me.
-Don't you miss Ali? -I miss him so much.
I mean, yes.
Great. I didn't need to ask you that.
Prepare yourself to go see him.
Are you serious?
Yes.
What do you want, brother?
Go have breakfast and get ready.
We need to do something only you can handle.
Only I can handle it?
Great!
Today, at dawn, Ali will be at Abu Issa's to see his fiancée, Marwa.
Handle it. I want my son tomorrow morning.
-Deal? -Deal.
She's on the move, boss.
Come here. It's you!
Jabal.
Yes, Jabal.
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