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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 28

-The mayor? -Oh, my God.

What is this?

-Oh, my God. -People of Al Hayba.

Oh, my God.

The mayor's been killed and left hanging in the square.

People of Al Hayba.

The mayor's been killed and left hanging in the square.

People of Al Hayba. People of Al Hayba.

The mayor's been killed and left hanging in the square.

He's been killed and left hanging in the square, people of Al Hayba.

The mayor's been killed and left hanging in the square.

Abu Riad, what awful news so early in the morning.

The mayor's been killed and left hanging in the square.

God help us all.

God help us all.

God help us all.

Burhan.

Get up!

The mayor is dead.

Good thing there is some food left over from dinner.

May he rest in peace, Jabal. I'm going to Al Hayba.

I'm informing you now so things don't get awkward for both of us.

Goodbye.

God give me strength.

I hope your death won't be in vain.

You were such a good man, Mayor. You were such a good man.

You were such a good man, old friend.

Stop it, Father, please calm down.

-He's my friend. -Calm down.

Something might happen to you.

-Enough, Father. -May God have mercy on your soul, Mayor.

This is an evil deed by people with no mercy.

Is this the end?

The good people of Al Hayba killed and displayed in the square?

Is this the end?

Only God knows what's happening in Al Hayba.

Only God.

-Do you want anything from Beirut? -Thanks, boss.

-Daaboul, prepare some breakfast. -Do you want fried eggs, boss?

Yes, that's fine.

I'm always worried about some secret.

I want you to explain it to me.

What did Jabal do to you to change your mind?

What's his secret to changing your opinion of him?

Tell me.

You went to kill the one who killed your father.

Instead, you fell in love with him.

How?

Why?

Because he's a man.

A man?

What type of man is he?

An authentic one.

Authentic?

Authentic?

May God have mercy on your soul, Mayor. What an awful death.

May God take revenge on evildoers, Um Ali.

What does he benefit from this?

He wants to show us that he doesn't care.

Doesn't care about no government nor clan,

not even Al Hayba.

He wants us to be afraid and kneel before him.

-The people of Al Hayba are so afraid. -Not in his dreams.

We're not afraid and will only kneel before our almighty God.

Do you see these old women?

We raised the men who will kill Nemer, along with all of his rats.

-They'll tear him apart. -Tell them, Um Ali.

Our sons were raised well. Do you hear?

They are real men now.

Above all that, we taught them the meaning of dignity.

I don't know. I'm just so worried about it all.

What are you saying, Marwa? Shame on you.

You're still young.

We've overcome problems worse than this,

but they're all nothing more than memories now.

I hope it will all be over soon and that God will protect them.

Amen!

It seems that your pregnancy is affecting you.

You've become so sensitive when I know you're really tough.

What are you craving?

Sawsan?

What is wrong with her?

Oh, God.

Marwa, take her to freshen up, please.

Come, Sawsan.

Come on, Um Ali, let's take these ornaments down.

-What's up, Cousin? -I don't know what to say.

He didn't go to Beirut and he's not in Al Hayba either.

He's hiding somewhere in the plains for sure.

I want to burn all of the plains down, so I can kill him when he gets out.

-I'm going to tell him. -Wait a minute.

-What is it? -He's been like this all morning.

No one dares talk to him.

No, I swear.

Nothing is like before.

The problem is that the deceased was a mayor.

So, he had an official position.

Honestly, Jabal, they're asking questions about our friendship.

Someone is trying to play us,

and that puts more pressure on me to do something.

All right, Colonel, please find him. Catch him, then you can hang him.

I've issued a search warrant for him.

His case file is so big, it's enough to make a move to arrest him.

Remember that he's wanted by Interpol.

There are a lot of them.

Listen to me, old friend.

You have your own court and I have mine.

The investigation lasted three hours, asking me "Where did you see him last?"

"How long has he been missing? Who did he used to hang out with?"

I thought they'd ask me, "Do you know how he died?"

It's obvious, he was murdered.

-But they want to know who did it. -Who did it?

Who has the motive to commit such a murder?

We are sorry for your loss, Jabal.

Mr. Ahmad, Mr. Ahmad?

Mr. Ahmad, Mr. Ahmad?

-Mr. Ahmad? -Yes, coming.

-What's wrong? -Jabal is burning down your shop.

-What? -You heard me.

AL HAYBA BUTCHER SHOP

Come here.

Take this.

Now, we're completely screwed.

Feed your family and everyone who is in need.

Thank you, boss. Thank you.

Step away from my shop!

-Calm down, Son. -Step away from my shop!

Let go of me.

Please, men, calm down.

Let go of me. Nemer is not in there.

Step away from my shop!

Please, men, calm down.

When Mr. Nemer Al Saeed comes back, he'll show you.

-Calm down, Son. -Ahmad.

Calm down.

Come with me, I'll explain it to you.

-Please, Jabal. -Sit here.

ISSAM

May he rest in peace. Did you think I was joking?

How did you like the mayor hanging there?

Am I not an artist?

Isn't it better than the way you put the flowers in of the villa's front door?

Do you remember that, smartass?

If I don't hang you in this same square, Nemer Murad,

then my name isn't Jabal Sheikh Al Jabal.

Listen to me, you fool.

All of the people Al Hayba are listening to us now.

Really?

All of them?

All right then. May he rest in peace, everyone.

I know we shouldn't speak ill of the dead…

but the mayor was nosy.

He kept on digging into the past to find out the truth about me.

Well, there you go. You know it now.

I'm Nemer Murad, son of the late Mohamad Murad,

who was killed at the hands of the Al Saeed family.

Do you hear that, Abu Ahmad?

They killed him on his doorstep because of their daughter.

What else do you want to know?

Who I'm going to hang tomorrow?

Tomorrow, you're not allowed to leave your houses

until I decide what to do with you and your Al Hayba.

Just so you know, you won't get your money.

To hell with you all.

I'll say it again, may he rest in peace.

What did we just hear, Jabal?

The hangings of our loved ones and of the mayor of Al Hayba

are a bloody message…

from that devil, Nemer, in his hiding place.

But I swear… we will respond in kind.

For the record…

I'll avenge the mayor.

May he rest in peace.

You want it in dollars?

You don't deal with Lebanese pounds anymore,

even for things like this?

I have nothing to do with it, madam. I'm just the courier.

You'll get what you deserve. Mr. Zaidan won't forget your service.

-Do you trust your man? -Of course, I taught him well.

Very well.

I'll be waiting for your call to confirm the good news. Goodbye.

I thought that I would never be sad again…

but everything is reminding me of that grief.

It's unforgettable.

I swear by all those who are gone, and the pain I feel in my heart…

that you'll break the hearts of those who killed them.

Open your eyes wide.

Let me see them.

What a handsome man.

Please, son, please,

don't bite off more than you can chew. We can't do everything.

If you thought that doing what he asked you to do

would have spared the mayor from his horrible death,

then, Son, you'd be mistaken.

Maybe you would've delayed it, but that was his destiny.

We can't run away from our destiny.

Jabal, my dear son, my kind boy.

Get up, Son, freshen up and rest.

Get up. Tomorrow, we have a curfew as that man said.

They're saying that the butcher shop has been turned to ashes.

Did you know that his name is Nemer Murad not Al Saeed?

Whether it's Murad or Al Saeed, I don't care. I just go with the flow.

I just want him to put an end to Jabal.

I think everything is getting worse and Al Hayba is becoming all messed up.

-Are you scared? -What? Why would I be?

But I only wanted Nemer to take down Jabal.

Hopefully, we'll be able to work more.

-I'll take down Jabal by myself. -Calm down a bit.

I grew up with my mother grieving for my brother.

Look, the thing is--

I will put an end to him and make him meet his demise

in Al Hayba's square for the sake of my brother, Ibrahim.

You seem to have got it all out now.

Look, who told you that we can't work how we want?

-Who can stop me? -No one.

But I think it's better to stay here until everything calms down.

Oh, God, he's done.

I was scolded because of you.

Take this, an advanced payment.

I'll give you the rest when the job is done.

-Are you still leaving tomorrow? -First thing in the morning, boss.

-Do I need to remind you? -It's a simple task, boss.

All right, then. When you're done, call me right away.

MOHAMAD MURAD 1976

I raise my hand and hold a sledgehammer.

I can attack and humiliate Al Hayba whenever I want.

Just like they did to you and to my mother, Abu Nemer.

Starting with their boss and down to the youngest child.

I promised you this and I'll keep my promise.

Come on, guys, give us a hand. The car is here.

Right away.

KHALIL

I have to go to Beirut. Keep your eyes open while I'm gone.

Dangour, don't let Khalil go until I arrive.

Khalil! Stop him.

Bring him here.

-It's all right, everyone. -I don't know what to say.

We don't want Mr. Jabal to think that we stood against him.

We're not ungrateful and we never will be.

It's impossible.

Mr. Jabal isn't upset with you no matter what you do.

He understands how bad the situation is.

He knows that you're good people and he doesn't doubt your loyalty.

-We're like a family. -And more.

The factory will be open again soon

and you'll all go back to work as promised.

What's the matter?

They're afraid that their money with Nemer might be gone.

They're hoping that Mr. Jabal will help them get back what's theirs.

It's all in God's hands.

Although, Mr. Jabal is very busy, he will never forget about that.

Let's hope for the better.

-Hopefully. -God willing.

Please, Mr. Nemer.

Please, Mr. Nemer.

Follow me to the coffee shop, men.

-Youssef, serve tea for everyone here. -Calm down, Samir.

Everyone should know, that money isn't our problem.

Calm down, Samir.

Youssef, serve tea for everyone, on the house.

Money was never a problem.

But they can't keep playing us for fools like this.

Where is Nemer's agent? We haven't seen him in a long time.

Please, Samir, leave it alone.

Now? Now, when everything's gone south?

Where is he? Where is your son? Let him come face these poor people.

The people he involved and convinced with ten percent and 15 percent profit.

In the end, everything was 100 percent of nothing.

Ahmad has nothing to do with it, he was working for him.

He doesn't want to hurt you or cause you any harm.

After all, you're his people.

As if you weren't living with us and didn't see what happened.

Abu Ahmad, don't try to convince me otherwise.

I closed my store and I have nothing left while you're still behind your desk.

If you thought that this would be over,

then you were mistaken, you and your son.

Samir, what do you want now? My son is suffering enough.

He can't face anyone. Leave him alone.

We didn't invest with your son so he could play with our money.

I've been trying to tolerate you and your insults.

My insults for your dishonor, Abu Ahmad.

Dishonor? Drink your tea and leave.

Are you kicking me out of the coffee shop? Is that it, Abu Ahmad?

When will this end, Nemer?

When?

What do you want? What's wrong with you?

Leave these people alone.

You have nothing against them, only Jabal.

It's none of your business.

Who are you to tell me whom to let go or to keep?

Who are you to ask?

Who are you in the first place, Ms. Rania?

What would I negotiate with Jabal for?

For Dangour or Daaboul?

I'm not leaving before I get my money.

-Get out. -Lower your voice.

-I said get out. Get out! -Get your hands off me.

-That's not right, Son. -He started it, Father.

Pay the people back. I'm not leaving before I get my money.

Even if you have to sell the coffee shop.

-I owe you nothing. -Let go of me.

-I owe you nothing. -Ahmad, Ahmad.

Get out! Get out!

Are you threatening me with your blade?

Do you want to kill me?

Stop it, you two.

Give us back our money.