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I'll crush my enemies' bones Rivals better hide

I conquer with my war tactics Without any physical confrontation

Without spilling a drop of blood

I fight for my rights with my mind And drive my enemies crazy

No one can save you from me I'm feared by everyone

My superior intelligence Makes everyone cautious

No one can save you from me I'm feared by everyone

My superior intelligence Makes everyone cautious

I know when to strike And I control the battle as I please

You owe me money Time for payback, homie

I know when to strike I control the battle as I please

You owe me money Time for payback, homie

I manipulate you with my art of war

I tasted the bitterness of injustice Stand tall and survive

Everyone walked on me when I needed them Everyone walked on me when it got hard

Strength isn't in muscles My brain is my weapon

No need for violence I always curb my impulses

War is about deception, teamwork wins

I'll win no matter what And I'll always be the king of the world

No one can save you from me I'm feared by everyone

No one can save you from me I'm feared by everyone

My superior intelligence Makes everyone cautious

"The Art of War"

"Episode Eight"

‐ Which letter is this? ‐ It's "Ba".

Correct. What about the one before it?

"Ra."

You said "Ra"?

Unbelievable!

‐ Who is it? ‐ It's me.

What's wrong?

What is it? Don't cry. Calm down. What's wrong?

Calm down, it's okay.

He doesn't deserve you.

He doesn't know your worth. Tell me, what did that treacherous dog do?

‐ Who are you talking about? ‐ Who else would make you cry this late?

Sorry for coming over so late, but I didn't know who else to turn to.

I cut off all my friends after what happened.

Okay, calm down. Don't worry about it. I'll get you some water.

‐ How about I make you dinner? ‐ No, thanks.

‐ I made eggplant. ‐ Really?

Why so happy? I was joking. I didn't cook anything.

Don't worry, I'll order food.

‐ I feel like I'm bothering you. I'll go. ‐ No, are you kidding?

Wait a minute and tell me what the problem is.

‐ My father? ‐ Your father? What about him?

He ruined everything.

I thought if I went to him and talked to him,

he would change and feel responsible. But it seems there's no hope.

Did he divorce your mother and remarry too?

Meet my daughter, Lara. She's been divorced six times.

Honey, you can't join our talks for at least another 20 years.

Okay, but don't ask for my opinion again.

Give me a kiss, darling. You're so cute!

My dad abandoned me too, but I only cry alone in bed so no one can see.

Oh, sweetheart!

Did you believe her? She's joking.

Think you fooled me, girl? I know all your tricks.

I won't marry so my kids won't be sad if their dad leaves.

‐ That's true. ‐ Indeed, wise words from a wise woman.

She doesn't want the kids she'll buy from the grocery store to be sad.

This, of course, shows Lara's genius IQ.

Which explains why she's top of her class… from the bottom.

Listen, I'll make tea while you calm down and tell me what happened.

‐ Agreed? ‐ Agreed.

Now tell me, what's your problem?

I'm naive and stupid. I should've called the police at once.

I lost the chance to find him forever, and my brother will rot in prison.

How did you find your father?

Let's say someone saw him, knew where he was, and gave the address.

Listen carefully. You did your best.

So don't ever blame yourself.

Hopefully, when we're done here, you'll get bail money for your brother.

You'll forget your awful father.

I'm sorry, but honestly, he is awful.

You'll live happily, like Lara and me.

We're living a happy life, thank God.

We're all victims.

"We're all victims"? Did you hear that?

Talk from a child who should be busy with social media or playing.

But she spends 24 hours a day watching old Arabic movies.

I swear she knows them by heart.

If you focused on studying, your life would change.

What is this thing you're doing to get money in return?

Five times eight?

Gotcha.

A forger isn't necessarily a genius. He will make a mistake.

Even if he is a genius, he'll slip up.

We just have to wait for that mistake. The mistake that lands him in prison.

And consequently drags the whole gang down with him.

A typo, awkward wording, a sloppy stamp.

Or a misplaced word. Don't trust papers, they're designed to be forged.

Depending on the forger's skill. But trust things that can't be forged.

Trust your instincts and read what wasn't written, after checking what was.

Read between the lines. Many transactions look legal at first glance.

But they contain a wrong pattern, and our job is to find it.

Like a strange repetition, or a signature signed on a holiday.

A receipt written in a different font, or something added in a different font.

You must always remember that even the smartest criminals

Will make mistakes thinking they've outsmarted us.

And remember, no criminal works alone.

They work in gangs. So always ask yourself:

All possible questions like: Why was this account opened right now?

Why was the money transferred so fast? Why was it transferred at 2 AM?

To which account? Is it old or new?

Is it domestic or offshore?

Ask all the questions people are afraid to ask.

Our job at the Ministry of Interior isn't just catching the criminal.

It's working to prevent the crime. So…

Every paper, line, letter, number, word, and signature,

must be your focus. Because it will be the clue solving a crime.

They want it to be a perfect crime. But our purpose…

is to ensure they don't commit the perfect crime.

‐ Colonel Emad! ‐ Tarek Zeidan! How are you?

‐ Fine, thank God. ‐ I missed you.

‐ I'm fine. And you, Emad? ‐ All good. How have you been?

‐ What brings you here? ‐ To see you.

‐ Me? ‐ Yes.

‐ You're welcome. What's up? ‐ I'll tell you.

Recall Jaser Radwan?

How could I forget? Of course.

He was arrested for trafficking stolen cars.

Expected for him. What's strange about that?

No, it's not like that.

‐ I don't follow. ‐ His case has strange details.

Days before his arrest, he was scammed out of a large house.

Bought with forged papers from someone who didn't own it.

Days later, the stolen cars were stolen from him.

And sold, according to him.

Gangs settling scores. I see nothing strange, Mr. Tarek.

The strange thing, sir, is the total loss.

It is 6,250,000 dollars.

The exact amount you estimated he embezzled

From "Future Land" Agricultural Development depositors.

So there is a secret behind this.

And even stranger…

The total amount of the scam and stolen cars wasn't that.

It was 6,550,000 dollars.

A day after Jaser's arrest…

Someone visited his home and returned 300 thousand dollars to his family.

A thief with honor.

That's why I came to tell you.

You've always been noble, Tarek.

Okay, I'll take my leave, Mr. Emad.

It was an honor, Mr. Tarek.

‐ Goodbye, sir. ‐ You're most welcome.

Yes, Haitham.

I want the "Future Land" files.

Yes, the case I worked on three years ago.

Listen to me.

I want files on Hashem El-Faham and Jaser Radwan.

And Yasmine El-Nasharty.

And a file I don't know if you have.

For someone named Ziad Tawfiq.

Yes.

Ziad Tawfiq. He's very important.

‐ Sun Tzu. ‐ Author of "The Art of War".

Describing the ideal leader-soldier bond.

"Treat soldiers as your sons, and they'll follow you anywhere."

Because he saw fatherhood as the best example of strong leadership.

What is your next plan?

Hashem El-Faham.

Hashem is the greediest of them all.

And that is a weakness easily exploited.

It can also be your downfall.

I want nothing for myself.

What about your team?

And your partners?

Trust they won't get greedy?

I spent seven years going to casting calls.

Until I stood before a camera.

‐ Really? ‐ Definitely.

What were you in?

I was in a 15-episode series. It was wonderful.

The title?

The series?

I don't know if you saw it. It was titled "Justice and Law".

I saw it! I know it by heart!

Isn't the heroine a lawyer trying to free her husband accused of murder?

And after acquitting him, she discovers he is the killer?

But I didn't see you. What role were you?

It was a small role, special appearance.

Yes, what was the role?

Court.

I saw the court scene. Doing what?

I was saying: "Court!" Happy, Safeya?

A court bailiff!

‐ That's it? ‐ Not just a bailiff.

When I said it, everyone stood, amazed by my acting.

People stood for the court, not for you.

Okay, okay, keep mocking.

Enough, Safeya, don't embarrass him.

FYI Shady, I appreciate art and artists a lot.

Heard about Hala Sedki's house theft?

‐ Yes, of course. ‐ I robbed her.

Understood. I won't say a word.

What can I do? This industry relies on nepotism and favors.

Not just here. The world runs on nepotism.

But I will hold onto my dream.

The role finds who deserves it.

Maybe you just can't act?

‐ What can't I do? ‐ Act.

Didn't you see my officer role?

‐ In which series? ‐ Actually, Safeya…

Ask them! Our money is here because of my acting skills.

That money came from fraud and theft.

There's a difference between fraud, theft, and acting.

Are you serious?

Let's focus now, guys.

Pay attention to start.

Hashem El-Faham owns three offices. Including Zayed and Mohandessin.

But the office he uses the most is the one in Tagamoa.

What about his home?

Impossible to monitor, and no need.

‐ Why? ‐ Hashem never sleeps at home.

He either travels or stays in hotels.

We'll monitor him just for control.

We know very well how to get to him.

The painting.

Hashem will join an auction for a painting that might reach six million dollars.

Ziad predicts he'll pay any amount to get it.

Because this painting is from the "Black Paintings" collection.

By painter Francisco Goya, I think.

Francisco de Goya, a Spanish painter.

Lived between 1746 and 1828.

He was considered the last of the Old Masters.

Want to hear about them?

No, not necessary. See? Real art. Professionalism.

Not nepotism and roles finding the worthy.

You're an extra, deal with it.

‐ An extra? ‐ Yes.

I haven't even seen one painting of hers. What did she achieve with her art?

‐ She is just a bank employee. ‐ Focus with me.

This painting that Safeya might tell you about later

Is one of 14 paintings Goya hung on his house walls.

Hashem spent ten years collecting this set.

The auction painting is the last in the collection.

I must buy this painting.

What? Buy it with the six million we barely own?

And I'll go to Hashem El-Faham the next day and gift it to him.

Gift it to him?

The six million dollars we almost died for?

You'll take it, buy a painting, and gift it?

Speak up! Why are you silent?

‐ It's an important painting. ‐ Are you kidding?

I don't know this Francisco de Goya.

But I trust the Professor's mind and Miss Mai.

Wonderful! Okay, Sir.

Pretend I'm stupid. Pretend I'm Sayed.

Explain it to me.

It'll make him invest with me

in the software company I'm opening a new branch for in Egypt.

What's wrong?

Mr. Tamer.

We were brothers and true friends.

How did it come to this?

‐ Ask your sister. ‐ Drop this, it's ancient history.

‐ What is it? ‐ Nothing.

We sent Salma's phone to a hacking expert.

‐ It was tapped. ‐ I have nothing to do with this.

I know. I know you're not involved.

Just telling you so you know monitoring Salma is now impossible.

Not via location, Facebook, or anything.

And most importantly, Mr. Tamer.

Salma is getting married.

And I approve.

‐ Then I want my son. ‐ You have the right to see him.

No.

I'll take him. By law.

Is that so?

Okay, Tamer.

If you take the child, where will he live?

How will you provide for him? And send him to school?

Money, Tamer. Where will you get it?

Money…

Your problem is my lack of money, right?

You lost everything, Tamer. You lost it all and refuse to admit it.

Everything will come back. Better than before, Hany. You'll see.

Okay, Tamer. We'll see.

Uncle Saeed.

Uncle Saeed!

‐ What is it? ‐ I'm leaving. Need anything?

Okay, boy. Take care. But don't be late tomorrow.

‐ Okay. ‐ As you see, I'm working alone.

‐ Need anything? ‐ Don't be late, Hassan.

Goodbye, Uncle Saeed.

I want two pills.

‐ Okay, let's go. ‐ Me too.

‐ Pool your money. ‐ Take this.

Come on, leave.

‐ Don't shout at me again. ‐ Okay.

Hello, friend.

Hello, buddy.

Find me a job with you.

‐ A job? ‐ Yes.

Go study.

Here.

‐ What is this? ‐ Down payment.

Okay. No new goods until you pay off the old debt.

Let me work off my debt. You won't regret it.

Go try the stuff inside. You'll like it.

Find me a job. I'm serious.

Why do you persist, son? Come on, boy.

I'm leaving, my sister came.

Go on, leave.

Morning's looking bright, huh?

I'll buy you a smoothie, though I'm not Alexandrian.

Another time.

Is that a promise?

If I knew you'd come for Hassan, I'd have him pass by me daily.

Then you won't see my face again.

I can't bear not seeing you!

I'll be brief, Yasmine. I want 15 minutes of your time.

Sit and listen, you'll see I'm straight.

Not perfect, but I have a heart.

When the earth is empty of men, I'll start thinking of you. A promise.

Let's go, Hassan!

Why the rush? He's in the bathroom.

See how patient I am with you?

Ones like you deserve patience once and twice.

My name is Alaa Abdel-Sabour.

Goodbye, friend.

Who is this kid?

Some punk. I've known him for ages.

Friend of the addict who gets seizures.

Who is that girl with him?

What about her? She's his sister. Is there something?

Yes, there is something.

Find out information about her.

And I will reward you.

Okay, God willing.

What do you want from me? Leave me alone.

Will you straighten up?

‐ What do you want? ‐ Why were you with those lowlifes?

Leave me alone.

I can leave you and leave your whole life if you want.

Find another supporter then.

No, I support myself.

I wish you'd last a week, brother.

Without getting fired or quitting.

Or stealing.

Leave me be. My head is heavy with worries.

Of course your head is heavy.

Like you haven't stolen before? Every job you took, you got fired from.

You call what I do a job?

Come work with me at the construction company.

What does a Sociology graduate do there?

Driver, assistant, rep, anything.

Just prove your worth and work honestly.

You'll get promoted quickly.

I'll bring you up with me. I'll pay you back double.

You'll see. But leave me alone.

You have no job here anymore. I called someone else to replace you.

Don't show your face here again.

Do you hear me?

Why all this, Uncle Saeed?

Don't you know why?

If I see your face here again I'll file a report against you.

And for your account, you got paid double and you know it.

Come on, just go. Get out.

Get out, thief. Don't come here again.

Go.

May God break your hand.

Thief!

Look!

‐ How are you? ‐ Get in.

‐ Morning, boss. ‐ Morning.

‐ Did I wake you? ‐ No, I'm fine.

‐ Listen. ‐ What?

I need your help.

About you?

No sir, none of my business.

Though I wish it was.

Yasmine?

Yes Yasmine, why are you so surprised?

Secure her future?

She's a gold mine. Irreplaceable.

He wanted to meet her in a roundabout way.

But I told him you are decent people.

And Yasmine isn't into that.

But Yasmine might refuse.

A couple words from you, she'll soften up and agree.

And you can both climb the social ladder like you never dreamed.

El-Deeb?

I know, but he's still a support.

He'll support you both.

For you too.

Work will flourish and life will shine.

Are you crazy?

I'm only telling you.

Why?

To hear what I'll say and convey a reply?

You should have replied and shut him down.

‐ What did he do wrong? ‐ Everything.

His men and his lifestyle.

And their shady ties to you.

You shouldn't hang out with people like this.

Especially this guy called Ali.

And if circumstances allow,

they shouldn't utter your sister's name, ever.

You're right.

You're right to be upset.

But when someone talks to me about something like this I must tell you.

Even if we handle it with jokes and laughter.

Here you laughed.

Will you talk about it again?

Aren't you bored?

Had enough of poverty and fatigue?

Don't you dream of a day no one covets you?

And have someone to stop him?

I'm bored.

Fed up and tired.

And if I could,

I'd kill every man who's shown me nothing but vileness and cruelty.

Starting from your stepfather, God curse him.

To the vile scoundrel who bargained with my honor to let me work.

And every lecherous look from any man hurts me now.

And makes me wish for death.

You know what keeps me going?

You, Hassan.

You are the only man I have hope in.

Whom I expect protection, masculinity, and chivalry from.

Which I used to hear about in stories and movies.

But never saw in anyone.

But believe me I don't regret the years I wasted raising you.

Nor do I regret the sacrifice I made for you to finish your education.

But you started drifting and getting lost.

And drifting further away every day.

From my little brother, who used to hug me when I felt scared in our childhood.

And tell me "Don't be afraid".

Into a man just like the rest of the men I met in my life.

But believe me I won't be able to bear this.

I won't be able to bear it.

This is me, Yasmine.

The brother who loves you.

Your brother who ran to hug you in our childhood when you were scared.

I swear I love you and fear for you.

Don't be angry.

I shouldn't have mentioned this.

I'm by your side.

So the easy way didn't work.

We'll try the hard way then.

Didn't he want to work with you?

Give him a job.

Listen to me carefully and focus.

Are you in good shape?

I'm fine.

I'll give you a name and address of a guy in Imbaba, Mostafa Mazgangi.

I'll send his location.

You'll go receive a package from him, weighing about a kilo.

Take the bag and I'll send you the address of another guy in Sabtiya.

You'll give him the bag and he gives you a bag of money.

Agreed?

Finish this and get 15 thousand.

‐ Okay. ‐ Wait.

Don't open the bag or the suitcase.

We know the amount of money, and the bag is sealed.

Agreed, Lulu?

Don't make him suspect you.

‐ Okay. ‐ Let's go.

Here you go.

Go.

Cops! Run! Police!

I swear I didn't take anything.

‐ Police raided us… ‐ I know man.

Cops raided you, you tossed the bag.

You got us into a problem neither you nor I can get out of.

El-Deeb trusted you, and that was hard to make happen.

How could you lose the goods? Don't you have a brain?

And with money, your reputation isn't good anyway.

What do we do then?

I don't know.

Problem is I'm involved because I vouched for you.

He wanted to assign his nephew this task.

But I told him, "No, Hassan can become our man, let's give him a chance".

Which means I might get hurt.

But listen.

We can solve this problem easily.

Is this the house?

Yes.

I don't believe it.

Wait until you see the inside.

Get down.

Is it possible, Hassan?

This house for no down payment?

It's not about the down payment.

I worked with a guy who buys houses in Tagamoa and Zayed.

It's old inventory.

I'll pay for it over 15 years. It's not free.

This means it is free.

I didn't imagine real estate marketing was this profitable.

My prayers for you, Hassan.

May God honor you, provide for you, and keep bad company away.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Let's look at the house.

What is this, Hassan? It's furnished.

Forgive me, Yasmine.

‐ Sorry. ‐ Sorry for what?

I had no choice.

You'll understand when you know.

Good evening.

Forgive me, Yasmine.

What's wrong?

Friend? Didn't you take your money?

Close the door.

Yes sir.

Go.

‐ Sorry Yasmine. ‐ Go.

‐ I swear I had to. ‐ Go.

What?

Come, don't be afraid, sit down.

I'll tell you everything, and we'll understand each other.

Are you El-Deeb?

I am.

Did you ask for my hand?

Yes.

Seems I don't suit your status.

I agree.

But I have one condition.

Your wish is my command.

My brother.

Must pay the price.

How are you, Tamer?

How are you, Ziad? So sorry for coming late without an appointment.

It's okay.

Did I wake you up?

No, I was awake.

I…

Just…

There is a problem and I needed to talk to you about it.

What is it?

‐ My wife is marrying. ‐ You mean your ex?

I intended to get her back once I recover the money.

And return to a home and such…

I came to you to take part of my money to solve this problem.

If I give to you, I have to give to all.

It's okay, you can give to them.

And in your way, divide shares fairly as you want.

Fairness is executing the deal.

And we discussed our agreement clearly and you agreed.

Yes, of course.

The thing is, this is an emergency.

And I'm forced to do this to solve this problem.

Listen.

I know it sounds like I'm trying to get out of paying you, but it's not that.

I don't comprehend how a man whose wife asks for divorce and wants to avoid him,

keeps holding onto her and fighting to get her back.

Without apologizing, showing regret, or reconciling.

She asked for a divorce and you insisted.

Why think she'll return just because you have money?

And even if this happened?

What foundation will you build on? What life is that?

I don't understand. You might go bankrupt again or face any problem, God forbid.

What? Will you ask for a divorce again?

And she didn't just leave you, she went to another man.

And my son?

Does it please you that my son's future is destroyed and my home demolished?

It doesn't exist anyway.

Your home is gone, Tamer.

And frankly I feel it's just an excuse to avoid admitting the real reason.

You don't want to feel like a loser.

You feel like it emasculates you, but that isn't true.

On the contrary.

If you let her go and fixed things with her given the situation.

After you stop chasing her and causing problems for her of course.

Your son will adapt and feel stable.

This will be better for you both than returning this way.

I don't cause any problems.

I'm trying to get her back, indeed, but she is very stubborn and ungrateful.

And that makes you hold on?

Live your life, Tamer.

You have to open a new page with another woman.

And build your life on a clear foundation of trust and mutual respect.

And if your choice was wrong the first time.

Think it through.

Please, Ziad.

Sorry, Tamer.

I can give you 50 thousand pounds as a loan.

But taking from your share won't happen.

Let's continue, we are about to finish.

And then believe me, as I tell you.

Forget her whether she marries or not.

Forget her and live.

"Treat soldiers with justice and kindness, and they'll remain loyal in danger."

I didn't wrong anyone.

And if you continued reading and reached chapter two named "Waging War".

You'll see this…

"Do not rush to seize spoils before securing victory.

For that sows chaos among soldiers."

‐ And we don't want chaos. ‐ And I hope you are right.