All language subtitles for Al.Hayba.S01E15.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP.2.0.H.264-ETHiCS

I've had enough of you and your father!

You stick with the boy
until schooltime is over.

No one drives him to school
and back but you.

Okay, madam. You got it.

If you need anything,

anything at all,
have someone else to do it.

You don't move an inch from your place.

-You got it. Excuse me.
-Go. Godspeed.

Hi, I want to check out, please.

I would've been really mad at you
if you had told me you were at work.

Of course. But honey,
I can't stay at home all the time.

Don't I deserve a couple of days?

Sure you do.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Come on.

That's nice.

-Here's the breakfast.
-Thank you.

Any plans for today?

None. Today, I'll have you
detained at home.

Tomorrow, we'll see the doctor.
Don't you want to see Adel?

Adel.

Of course.

And while we're at it, maybe we'll come up
with a suitable name for the boy.

If it's really a boy.

-Have you seen Alia?
-Why?

Don't you want to talk to her?

No, I don't want to.

If she needs me, she should call me.

Let's both agree on something here.

We'll never interfere in Alia
or my family's affairs.

I mean, even remotely.

Okay, baby. Don't be mad.
Enjoy your breakfast.

I'm not mad.

-I called about the checkout.
-Bonjour.

Right, you've been checked out.

I'll pay in cash.

Madam, the bill is already paid.

That's fast. When did you tell him?

Our system says that your bill is paid
even if you stay for a year.

Yeah. And, of course, you don't know
who paid the bill.

I wish I can help you, madam.

If there's any problem,
you can always talk to the manager.

No need. It won't work anyway.

-Here's a tip for you.
-Thank you, madam.

Want me to call a cab for you?

No, I'm sure someone is waiting
for me outside.

Could you please have someone
carry the bags for me?

Sure thing, madam.

So you're saying she's coming
with all her stuff?

Something like that.

And you still don't understand
why she's coming back?

Hope to hear good news soon.

What good news, Mom? Take it easy.

You can't arrange a wedding
without the groom's consent.

Such a handsome groom.

Well, I'll have Najah prepare
the room for her.

See? After all,
what's right will always be right.

Hello, groom.

Oh, no.

Hello.

Hope we'll both celebrate weddings soon.

I need a favor. For our brother's
and father's souls, don't turn me down.

Speak.

Promise you won't turn me down.

Alia knows very well...

that she can't be accepted in this house
unless she marries Jabal.

What if she stood at the door
like last time?

Do you want to work or argue with me?

Let's have Jabal's room prepared
while we're at it.

What's with you, Najah?
Just get it done with.

Has Jabal said yes?

Jabal has been silent.

Silence means either he agrees or awaits.

But my heart tells me
that he wants this somehow.

I hope so. We missed weddings
in this house.

Just do your work. And do it faster.

Why are you doing this to our mother?

Rima isn't Majdi. She's our cousin.

Very well.

Our cousin who comes once a year
to visit Mom.

And our aunt who feels disgusted
to utter Mom's name.

She, instead, refers to her
as "the Syrian woman,"

and to us
as "the sons of the Syrian woman."

Or Uncle, what can I say?
You know everything.

Jabal.

Rima will be my spouse, not Mom's.

Plus, I'm free to do whatever
I want with my life.

Mona said the same thing, you know.

And here she is, back home and happy.

Will Uncle agree?

You just convince Mom,
and let me deal with Uncle.

And if Mom refused,

would you bring Rima here
regardless of that?

She'll agree, and you'll help with that.

What? Say, "You got this."

It's not that easy.

It's complicated.

Back in the days when I was even
younger than you,

I was forced to marry Somaya Al-Said.

She was just a young girl
who knows nothing.

Four years of my life...

were wasted just like that.

Nonetheless,

I didn't say that I'm free with my life,
or that I had a miserable life here.

And here's Mom.
She's just heard that Alia is on the way,

and she's already arranged the wedding.

As if she's got my approval.

You can always say no.

Is that so?

Of course, I can say no.

I could've said no then
and I still can now.

But if you were in my shoes,

you'd think it through very carefully
before saying yes or no.

You and Mona...

aren't slightly willing
to make a sacrifice for this family.

Not even a little one.

And you want me to tell you
that you got this?

You want to marry Rima?

I won't stand in your way.
Settle this with our mother.

But I won't make the same mistake
I made with Mona. Understood?

Bear in mind

that I have the right
to love and live the life I want.

Jabal, if you don't want Alia,
just say so.

You'll find me by your side.

You have the right to love
and marry the girl of your choice

no matter who she is.

Words are easy.

I have your answer now.

That's it. I won't press it no more.
You've got as many troubles as it gets.

I'll clean my own mess.

Excuse me.

Couldn't they find someone else
but Dorayd to speak with you?

As if you didn't know about it.

I talked to Abu Wassim.

His brother is an inmate here.
I keep him under my wing.

I told them to talk to you
if they need anything.

I promised them.

Why did you do that, Dad?

Because you're not acting properly.

Do you think Jabal won't know about it?

If you do it right, he won't know.

Even if he knows about it,

didn't he tell you
to open your own business?

No job is better than our current job.

Son, now it's the cars.
You don't know what you'll end up doing.

You want me to confront Jabal?

Are you afraid of him?

No, Dad. But we're stronger together.

If those people sold Jabal for a dollar,
they'll sell me for a dime.

Listen to me carefully, son.

Do you know why I named you Chahine?

Because it's a free bird that flies up
the mountains where no one can reach.

You're priceless. Don't you ever feel
any less valuable than Jabal!

They're expecting your answer.
Don't wait too long to answer.

Open it.

RIMA

How are you?

Now I'm good.

I'll be way better if I see you.

How's Yara doing?

She's fine.

We're done talking about traveling
and longing and stuff like that.

Now it's time to discuss what she'll do.

What are you thinking about?

I'll make her join the university
in Beirut.

I'll figure something out.

Good then.

Anyway, no matter what happens,
you know what you are to me.

I'll always be by your side.

Why are you telling me this?

You know how I speak.

Because I know you, I'm worried now.

Well, forget this conversation then.

I want to see you.

So do I.
I'm waiting until you settle your life.

I'll drive Yara to Beirut
and finish the university procedures.

I want to see you when I get back.

Or else I would head directly
to your house.

You wouldn't do that.

Don't test me.

Take care. See you.

I want you to keep your eyes closed.

Choose a rock and move it in your hand.

Tell me the first thing
that comes to mind.

Do I have to keep my eyes closed?

I want you to feel it first.

-Appearances can be deceiving.
-I like that.

What?

Sakher?

What are you doing?

And why do you ask?

Why weren't you answering your phone?

Can't you see that I'm busy?

Busy?

With this?

Hey, watch your mouth.

Please, don't talk like this.

You didn't answer me.

What are you busy at?

You're playing rocks and eggs with him?

Will you leave or should I call security?

Shut up or I'll have you swallow this.

You're really such a rude bastard!

Are you talking to me? You son of a bitch!

No! Sakher! Stop!

Sakher! Stop!

Please, Sakher!

Enough! Stop it, please!

Hey, Rima.

Could you please calm down

so that I can understand
what you're saying?

Well, where's he now?

Back off! Don't come any closer!

Nobody talks!

That animal will be dead today!

Please, let me handle this.

I'll deal with him. Don't worry.

Why are you here? To show off?

Yeah! I'm here to show you my arm.

You call this studying?

He's my teacher.

-Don't force me to curse.
-Sakher, the police are coming.

I don't care!

Enough. You embarrassed me. I've had it!

What do you want?

You're still wondering what do I want.
I want you, fool!

I don't want you. I hate you.
I don't love you, and I never did.

And this tattoo on your arm
is disgusting. Hilarious!

You know what?
Shoot me and get it done with.

You know what? I'll let the police
arrest you and rid myself of you.

It's just a little fight, sir.
If we can just settle this, please.

Just do something until I arrive.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, Sakher! Such a stupid fool!

Where is she now?

I drove her to Doctor Samer's clinic.

-Here you are.
-Come, Em Jabal. Listen to this crap.

What?

Alia.

She wants to rent a house in Al Hayba.

Oh, really?

Sorry, I called on such a short notice,
but it's urgent.

No worries.
The thing is, only locals live here.

Rental apartments are quite few.

Is there any real estate agency here?

There are some,
but they don't deal in rentals.

They only sell and buy properties.

What does that mean?
Can't I find a rental house in this town?

I talked to the mayor, my cousin.

He said if the money's good,
he could find a house.

But it's not that easy.

I'm willing to pay.
I have to find a house by all means.

Here's the mayor's office.

We're already here?

Thank you so much for your trouble.

-Want me to go inside with you?
-No need. Don't bother.

Who would rent to her, Mom?

That is if there are any rental houses
in the first place.

Yes, Master. There are.

Those who go to work in Beirut
are likely to have spare rooms here.

Alia won't live in a room
unless she's here to embarrass us.

I told you from the beginning
to not let her do what she likes.

You didn't listen to me at all.

And here she is!

The last thing we want now is she living
in the neighborhood of Al-Said family.

Don't let her find any house, son.
Do you hear me? Any house!

Until this house is her last choice,
and she knows what to do to enter it.

You got that?

Of course, Master.
Consider it done. Excuse me.

How rude she is!

And you want me to marry her.

There are some rental offices in Al Hayba.

There's one across the street
and another in the back street.

Okay.

There's also the barber.
People used to tell him about rentals.

AL HAYBA MAYOR

The doctor told me
that you have a house for rent.

I don't deal with houses, lady.

One of my relatives has a house for rent.

But when I told them who you are,
they said no.

Thing is, nobody wants to get in trouble
with Jabal Sheikh Al-Jabal.

What's wrong with these people?
I can't understand what's happening.

Tell me what to do.

Do I have to get a written approval
from Jabal to rent a house?

I really don't know what to tell you.

There was another house for rent,
but I can't find the phone number.

Please, sir.

I'm willing to pay whatever they want.
Just talk them through.

It's not about money, my dear.

Let me see.

Brother, the police will be here
any minute. Where are you?

I'm calling Sakher but no answer.

He's not answering me either.

Because he didn't get
the answer he wants, Rima.

Now isn't the time.

When, then?
When the police come and arrest him?

Listen, Rima, I don't know
if I can get there before it's too late,

but Sakher wants to hear
one word from you.

If you say it, he'll leave.

If you don't, he'll stay
and get arrested because of you.

Do you hear me?

AL HAYBA VILLAGE

Yeah.

I'm in the car heading to you.

Hey, listen to me.

I want to tell you something.
Pass it around to everybody.

There are no houses for rent
in Al Hayba. Clear?

See you.

Hey, Sakher. Are you comfortable here?

You're sitting here
while I'm looking everywhere for you.

Sakher, we don't have much time.
The police are coming. Come on, cousin.

Rima didn't get out yet.

Sakher, please. If she wants to get out,
she'd be out by now. Come on!

For the sake of your father's soul,
don't get us all in trouble.

AL HAYBA REAL ESTATE OFFICE

There isn't even one room for rent, madam.

There isn't any
or they don't want to rent me?

He means that you won't find any.

Well, how much money do you want
to find me a house?

We don't want money, madam.
We want to be safe and out of troubles.

I'll keep looking for a house

even if I have to knock
on every door in Al Hayba.

That I can't do. Excuse me. Apologies.

No worries. You've done enough.
I'll manage.

You're welcome.

-Hello, Mayor.
-Hello.

-Are you still looking for a house?
-Yes, I'm looking for a house.

-We have one. Want to see it? Let's go.
-Yes, of course.

We're here.

Is the owner in the house?

Yes, she's waiting for you.

Welcome. Come on in.

Tell me, why do they always arrive late?

I don't know, ask them.

Listen, Mom.
If you want me to leave my work

and get in between Somaya and Alia,

then you got it. I'll do that.

Listen, Jabal.

Somaya is a snake. She'll put
the wrong ideas in her mind!

Alia isn't a little girl.
She went there willingly.

Let her clean her own mess.

What does that mean? Should we wait
until something bad happens to her?

Or should I go there myself?

I'll deal with this.

But you have to promise me,

whatever the result is,
you have to accept it.

No. Tell me what you intend to do first.

No. I'll do the right thing,

and you have to accept it.

So?

Here's the kitchen.

Do you live here in the house?

The bedrooms are this way.

Who's that man who brought me here?

He's my brother.

He told you about me.

Everyone in Al Hayba knows
you're looking for a house.

Do you have another house?
Is it why you want to rent this one out?

The living room is this way.

It's nice. Beautiful.

Oh, you have a baby. How cute.

A boy, right?

Yes, a boy.

And here's his father.

Who are you?

I'm Somaya.

My father was killed
by your damned husband.

And his wicked brother
made my husband homeless.

Why did you bring me here?

Nidal told me he saw you
and spoke to you in Beirut.

I wanted to see you closely
out of curiosity,

to make sure that you got the message.

Didn't you get the answer that my son
and I have nothing to do with this?

Wasn't it his father who killed my father?

Didn't his uncle, Jabal,
marry me before I was even 18?

So it was you who married Jabal.

Against my will.

I spent four years sleeping
with him in a bed of thorns.

Then you know why I'm looking for a house.

Because they took away your boy.

And let me tell you that you won't find
a house in Al Hayba or anywhere else.

They will shut all the doors.

I lived with them for four years.
I know well what I'm telling you.

You still remember
what my husband told you?

Yes, I remember.

But why can't you understand that
my son and I have nothing to do with this?

Stop saying that.

You kill a man and stand in his funeral?

I didn't kill anybody,
and it's not my fault.

It wasn't my fault either
when I was married to Jabal.

That's not my problem.

Why are you telling me this?

You knocked on my door,
here's your answer.

I didn't knock on your door.
You and your brother brought me here.

And let me put this straight.
I'm a mother. I have a son.

Whoever tries to hurt my son,
I'll have them skinned alive. Understood?

Glad you made it home, madam.

Didn't you miss your son?

What do you think? Did I not miss him?

I want to see him.

I'll take you to see him
and to check his school.

Either you keep seeing him

or you'll never see him again.

I want to get this over with.

Drive.

No, Lady Nahed, he won't do it.

If he wants to let her travel,
there's not enough time.

Time isn't a problem for Jabal.

Unfortunately.

You said that he wants this
deep down in his heart.

Yes, I did.

But he has to say it.

And Jabal doesn't talk.

You closed all the doors for me.
What else is on your mind?

I'll open one door for you.

What door might that be?

Your bedroom's door?

No, maybe a door to Canada.

Forget it.

I told you, I will never travel
and leave my son here.

Why can't you understand me?

You should have known by now

that you can't take the boy
either legally or rightfully.

You want to close all the doors
in my face?

Let me tell you something.

I will never go against
my mother's wish for the boy

and the condition she placed on you
to enter our house.

To be honest,

I find it inappropriate for you
to stay in Al Hayba and meet the boy.

First, to protect him
from that idiot Nidal

and to protect him from anyone else.

I'm telling you, the boy isn't safe

either in Beirut or in Canada.

He could be kidnapped or exposed
to some threat we don't know about.

What did we do to be in such a situation?
Why are you doing this to us?

The boy's been exposed.

He needs protection,
and no one can protect him but me,

until he is old enough to protect himself.
And that's a discussion for another time.

You aren't aware of what you did today.

How could you go to the house
of the people

with whom we have a vendetta?

How could I know that
when no one tells me anything?

How could you possibly think
about renting a house in Al Hayba?

You want to embarrass us?

Embarrass you?

Really sorry. Pardon me.

Whether you like it or not,
you're a member of this family.

You can't make such arbitrary decisions.

Not yet. I'm not your wife yet.
Don't tell me what to do.

Even if you're not my wife yet!

You don't have to be my wife
for me to protect you,

and you don't have to be married.

You can travel anytime and come back
anytime to see your son.

Since you and I aren't excited
about the marriage,

why do we have to go through this
in the first place?

You want to be close to your son.
I'm just trying to find you a solution.

This is how you open doors for me?
What kind of a solution is this?

Listen, Alia. We're not kids or teenagers.

It's pretty obvious.

You intend to stay with your son,

and I intend to protect the family.

And in many cases, marriage happens
to be just an agreement

between two parties with mutual benefits.

Like a play we act in.

Call it a play if you want.

And you don't have to act in it
till the end.

You can always leave the theater.

What if Joe decided to leave with me?

Why not?

But this becomes the case
when Joe learns how to make decisions.

That is ten years from now.

If he tells me then that he wants
to study abroad, I will never say no.

If he tells me that he doesn't want
to live with us,

I will never say no.

So, decide what you want to do
during these ten years.

To stay or to travel, it's your call.

My mother was just your age
when my dad was killed.

She could've left and settled in Damascus
to marry again and move on with her life,

but she stood up and said,
"I want to live in Al Hayba."

She sacrificed her life for this family.

Jabal Junior is a member of this family.

I owe everything to my mother.
I have to pay back.

And I'll never refuse her only request.

For that reason,
I'm willing to live this so-called play.

And in this play,
will we be playing the roles of lovers?

Love can't be requested or performed.

It's either there or it isn't.

Well, that's good. I'm relieved.
We agreed on one thing, finally.

Your son will be out in a while.

There's a car waiting for you.

You will get in and drive ahead of us.

You either continue driving
or say goodbye to your son.

Subtitle translation by Faris Hasan