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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 25

DAMASCUS

That's not right, madam. She's not wanted.

I checked, she can move freely.

But the shocking thing is that she got married

on 1st October 2018, after Mr. Jamal had died.

Married?

Her husband's name is…

Mahmoud Ashour.

So, that's it.

Her husband divorced her in absentia in a trial six months ago.

Listen to me, Malek.

I told you this, and I'll repeat it, this should stay between us.

Don't tell anyone about it.

Don't worry, madam. You know that I'll do anything.

-I'll give you his phone number. -All right.

ARE YOU STILL IN THEIR HOUSE? DID YOU GET HER FINGERPRINTS OR NOT?

NOT.

CHAHINE

I'm calling him, but his phone has no coverage.

I hope everything is all right.

He's sleeping in his room.

-Hello? -Hello.

Who is this?

I'm Nahed Omran.

Rania's aunt.

Can I talk to you for a moment?

If it's about Rania, I don't have anything to say.

Rania is out of my life forever.

If you know anything about life and death,

and you're so worried about your cousin, well, he's between life and death.

JABAL

What's wrong? You haven't slept yet?

Nothing.

-Jabal hasn't come back, right? -No, he hasn't.

He's late, right?

Late?

Does anyone know when Jabal comes and goes?

We're used to the fact that he doesn't have a schedule.

Do you need anything?

No, nothing.

I was a bit bored, so I thought about…

going out for some fresh air.

I'm going to my room.

Take your glasses.

Raise them.

Higher.

Listen to me closely.

Listen to what I'm going to say because it will go down in history.

Today, we took down the biggest one.

And the small men who gathered around him are nothing.

Now they're all worthless.

And if they find him, he'll either be running away or dead.

Anyway, anyway…

Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal…

and his family's dominance over Al Hayba…

is now over.

For this occasion, I want to salute you all.

Starting with this strong man, who did everything well.

-Cheers! -Cheers to Mr. Nemer.

Today…

we're assigning you…

to supervise Nemer Al Saeed's business in Al Hayba and the plains.

Tomorrow morning,

you'll go to the doomed warehouse that belonged to your ex-boss.

You'll be responsible for it and for the men inside.

From now on…

and for the rest of his life, you'll call him Mr. Mesbah.

-What will you call him? -Mr. Mesbah.

Dangoul, hit it.

Bring him a doctor, you jerks!

You idiots!

You jerks, bring him a doctor!

Bring him a doctor, you jerks!

You jerks!

Bring him a doctor, you jerks!

You jerks!

Pray for them.

Mercy on their souls.

After you, we won't cry over anyone if they die.

I don't feel sorry for this life.

No one says the past is gone.

We'll take your revenge with swords, my brother.

Oh, God…

give us patience.

We'll keep our promise, even if it takes 40 years.

God will avenge the unjust.

Rights mustn't be lost.

With all of this misery, I'll take my revenge.

May you rest in peace, Asmar.

You couldn't see your mother when she was alive.

I hope you'll see her in heaven.

It's all right, maybe this is better for them.

God is wise.

Let's pray for them.

Excuse me, who are you?

Tell Mrs. Um Jabal that Malek has arrived from Damascus.

She is waiting for me.

Stay here, I'll be back for you.

Mr. Feras, tell the ma'am that Malek is here.

-Malek is here, ma'am. -I'm ready.

-Is Jabal back? -Not yet.

When he gets here, tell him that I went to Damascus.

When I come back, I'll tell him why.

I don't want anyone else to know about this.

Do you get it, Um Ali?

I'm worried, ma'am.

You asked for his number, and now he's waiting for you outside.

You're going with him to Damascus, alone?

You don't keep these things a secret, Um Jabal.

You're right to be worried.

But desperate times call for desperate measures.

These are desperate times, you want me to let you go alone?

I might be like this, but I'm willing to die for you.

I know, Abu Ali, I know that.

But if you stay here, you'll help me more.

I want you to take care of the house while I'm gone.

Don't let Rania, my niece, go anywhere at all.

Keep an eye on here at all times.

What's wrong, ma'am?

When I come back, Um Ali, everything will be clear.

-Hello, Mr. Mesbah. -Hello, Mr. Mesbah.

Hello.

We're glad to see you.

-Hello. -Hello, Boss.

-Congratulations, Boss. -Thank you.

-Thank you. -You deserve it.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, guys.

Okay, all right…

Take that closet and put it…

right there, yes.

No, no, leave it, it's all right.

How about we take this desk and put it there?

We'll be able to move around freely, right?

All right, let's put it there.

Leave it, leave it, we're used to it like this, right?

All right.

Do you want anything?

No, nothing, Boss.

Good job.

Hopefully…

during my watch, you won't need anything.

-Say, "Thank you." -Thank you.

Yes, right.

One of you fix me a cup of coffee, and bring it here to my desk,

and the others, get to work.

Good job, guys.

DIRECTORATE GENERAL OF INTERNAL SECURITY FORCES GENDARMERIE UNIT

-I'm glad you're okay. -Khaled.

Hello.

-Excuse me. -Thank you.

Do you know anything about Shayeb?

Since he ran away to Al Hayba, we haven't heard anything from him.

Now what?

Guys?

What happened in the plains? Was there a battle?

No, it was a massacre.

A massacre? I'm not convinced by all of this!

I'm repeating what I've heard.

You're like a crow, you keep on cawing.

Calm down, that's impossible. Jabal wouldn't do that.

Why are you surprised, Father?

I'd believe everything I hear about Sheikh Al Jabal's family.

Especially Jabal.

Last time he didn't think he could do it,

but maybe this time he wanted to kill Chahine.

Just like he did with Mr. Ghazi, may he rest in peace.

Burhan brought the latest news.

More crows. What's the matter?

They're saying that Jabal is leading his thugs through the plains.

The fight is over territorial disputes.

For a while, he's been trying to stop Chahine's work.

See, Father?

I told you I'd believe anything.

Let it be, I don't care.

Let them kill each other, as long as they're far away.

Are you sure about that, Burhan?

Or is it just nonsense like the usual?

Abu Ahmed, I don't gossip about anyone. Why are you so surprised?

Well, I watched them grow up.

If one of them was hurt, the other one used to help him.

Do you want me to believe that they did that to each other?

Stop in front of the crowd at the coffee shop.

-Hello, Mr. Nemer. -Hello.

Hello, Boss.

-Good day. -Hello.

What's wrong?

They're talking about the fight in the plains.

What is this bad news?

Honestly, I'm surprised.

I'm shocked.

What criminal acts are these?

Even the European mafias aren't like that.

I feel as if I'm watching a Western movie.

Let's shoot at each other and continue our lives normally.

No, dear friends.

We can't keep living with all of this kidnapping, killing, and stealing.

We can't live in an environment like that.

They don't respect anyone.

They don't respect the village or its people,

or the people who are trying to earn a living.

Yes, you're right.

Two warring cousins took Al Hayba's men with them

just so they could die for nothing?

I'm not shocked. Take me for example.

I tried to help them, but they didn't want it.

I told them to do the honorable thing, but they wouldn't accept that.

What else can I say? I won't say anything else.

All of that happened behind your back, Boss.

May God forgive them.

Really? After what they've done to him?

You're so kind, Boss.

Thank you all.

I hope we won't have any more evil people around.

Believe me, evil always turns against its doers.

Look, see what happened to them?

That's karma.

God is greater than all.

We need to be relaxed to think and to take care of our and other's business.

We need to find peace of mind.

You're very right.

Because I am one of you, and I have the same problems,

I'm going to say that in front of everyone.

We'll stop anyone who wants to offend Al Hayba.

That's right.

Let these people throw them out.

Let him know that it's enough.

Let him leave us alone, we want to live.

-That's right, Boss. -You're right.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

May God protect you.

-May you be safe, Boss. -Hope you'll be victorious, Boss.

Oh, God.

The boss you were following is gone now.

Who will help you now?

Wait outside.

Welcome to Damascus.

Thank you, son.

It has changed, right?

Yes, it looks different…

but it sounds the same.

This is the sound of Damascus.

Boss!

These are the lists with the names of the people

who are investing their money with us.

These are the lists with the names

of the ones who lent cash money.

These are the mortgages for their houses, lands, and others.

Great.

So now we've took their money, and all of Al Hayba has been pawned.

-Put them in one folder. -As you wish, Boss.

-What do you want? -They called from the house.

The ma'am is waiting for you.

-Which one? -You know which one.

All right!

When Rania's father died,

and she didn't have anyone else in the world,

I was there for her and I helped her.

I wasn't just her husband.

I was her friend and lover, everything.

I was able to help her with her misery and pain.

I convinced her to open a new chapter…

and to live a good life.

But unfortunately,

our marriage was a part of the old chapter.

Then what happened?

Out of the blue, a man appeared in her life.

He ruined her life and played her.

He convinced her that he'd help her avenge her father's death

and take back what's hers.

So, she changed.

She became irresponsible and stayed out of the house a lot.

She became angry all the time, I couldn't even ask her about anything.

You might wonder how I know all of this.

It's simple, madam, she wrote it down on some paper and left it here.

-Then she ran away. -Ran away?

Yes, madam.

Then I found out from her friend that this jerk arranged everything

and he took her to Dubai.

To Dubai?

Do you know who he is?

She told me his name, but I forgot.

His name was…

Nemer.

I can't remember his last name because I don't care anymore.

And now, as you can see, I got married and I have a child.

I forgot all about this.

Hello.

Mr. Zaidan sent me to find out what's going on.

You look pretty, ma'am.

Long time no see.

-Daaboul. -Yes, Boss?

Prepare two cups of espresso.

One for me and the other for the hot lady.

Right away, Boss.

So, it's like this now?

We need to make an appointment so you will answer my calls?

Whenever we call, you're so busy.

If we call you, you're busy.

We invite you to come and talk, but you're busy.

Since you're so occupied,

and we're not seeing anything from your work,

we got worried.

That's nice.

Work, busy, and occupied, do you do all of that?

It's the work for your employer.

It's for your boss, Zaidan.

Sit up straight and listen to me.

These are his words.

If you pretend to hear them in his voice, you might understand them better.

"Your bad deeds in Al Hayba

are affecting an investment that we've been preparing for a long time."

"We told you to stay away from Jabal, but you said you could deal with him."

"Here you are, it's time to be responsible for your actions."

"Our work has been suspended because of your bad decisions."

The boss is so angry.

We'll consider any other mistakes, just like Mr. Zaidan said…

the last straw.

Your boss is so wise.

So wise.

Here, ma'am…

here's your straw.

I don't want it.

Tell him, the wise man, that I'm Nemer, a tiger.

I'm not a cat. I'm Nemer.

If I draw my claws out without intending to scratch,

I inflict pain.

If I bite, I tear apart.

This is my ground.

Whoever wants to play on my ground will be play by my rules.

You should stand in line, no matter who you are.

In short…

I don't care.

Did you hear me? I don't care.

I have these… what does he have?

All of Al Hayba is going to be mine.

Hello, Mrs. Nahed, welcome back.

I have a guest, prepare two cups of tea.

Who is he?

Sultan Sheikh Al Jabal.

Al Hayba? Where is it?

It's in Bekaa.

Bekaa?

What will I do there?

SAWSAN, CAN I STEAL YOU FOR ONE HOUR? COME.

Where will we meet?

NOT WE, I WANT TO SEE YOU ALONE WITHOUT THE KIDS.

PLEASE, UNDERSTAND ME, I'M WORKING ON SOMETHING.

All right, where?

Hello?

How are you, Marwa?

Hello, Sawsan, how are you?

I'm good, thanks.

Can you come and sit with the kids for an hour?

I have to go out for a while.

What's wrong? Where are you going?

Issam sent me a message. I'm going to see him.

All right, dear, I'll come over.

All right, dear, thanks.

-Goodbye. -Bye.

I couldn't understand you.

I wish I could understand you.

I don't know.

Should I regret what happened…

or not?

Even when you're dead, you're still hurting us.

You're hurting us so bad.

It hurts.

Still…

I can't say anything but…

may you rest in peace, Brother.

My brother, son of my mom and dad.

May you rest in peace.

HERE RESTS JAMAL, SON OF MUSTAFA OMRAN

There's no one here.

They've cleaned this place out.

I wanted to kill some of them.

Later, my cousin.

INCOMING CALL

The man we thought was Issam…

was Nemer, the butcher.

Nice trick.