All language subtitles for Al Hayba_S03E22_Episode 22

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 22

-Jabal, what are you doing here?
-Waiting for you.

Didn't you say you wanted to see me?

I've been waiting in the room for an hour.

What room?

Are you serious?

-What's wrong with that?
-What's wrong?

No, you need to be careful
about those kinds of things.

-Jabal, what is it? We have--
-I know,

and I fully understand.
But now you're in my protection.

You need to watch out
with every move and word you speak.

We have to observe decorum.

Otherwise,
it won't look good for you or me.

I love you.

-What did I just say?
-What now?

You said love is not taboo here.

True, we all love each other here.

Seriously? Why don't you let one
of the girls try and say she loves you?

I'd shoot her!

Oh dear! That's too soon.

Well, thanks to you,
I sleep and wake up to bullets and guns.

I'm bound to be affected.

Okay, what did you want to tell me?

I wanted to talk to you about Mona.

I know it's none of my business
but I feel bad for her.

We all feel sad and sorry.

So you'll help her out?

She's my sister, what else can I do?

Then what's the problem?

-Your mother? I'll talk to her.
-No.

Don't talk to my mother.

-Trust me--
-No.

Seriously now, don't talk to my mother
about this at all.

May I know why?

It's not easy for her. Look…

My mother has the word "yes" inside
of her, but it won't come out.

She can't say it.

If that's it, count on me.

I'll get her to utter it.

You have your own position and honor.

You have to preserve your image
in front of the people.

Whatever the support
or men you need, we'll help, don't worry.

Are these words yours?

-What difference does that make?
-A huge difference.

I need to know what's on Zaidan's mind.

Master Zaiden counts on you.

In return for what?

Nothing. To run our businesses smoothly,
along with yours.

I can let you pass through my land,

but why do you want
to block all the other roads?

Naturally, to keep your land
as the only passage for everyone.

Not a fly shall pass by, except
through the land of Ghazi Sheikh Al Jabal.

-What better deal can you ask for?
-It's that simple? Will it be for free?

Certainly not.
But don't ask me anything more.

What else?

The issue with Jamal Omran,
it must be resolved.

Anything but that.

By God, if I see him,
I'll tear him to pieces.

Calm down.

We can't sever our ties
with the people from Damascus.

They'll get your business through, Ghazi.

Forget about the big talk
and the macho stories.

Leave all that to your men.

You stay put on your seat,
and use your head.

-Hello, everyone.
-Hello!

What's with Chahine? He's restless.

Let him be.

He asked for his cousin's hand.
It seems they had a falling out.

-No! He doesn't deserve that.
-What are you saying?

Did you expect them to agree for him
to be his cousin Jabal's brother-in-law?

Yes, why not?
As long as there is no disagreement.

My son, marriage is destiny, no?

I'm done with it. Leave me out of it.

Jabal, you're my big brother
and my guardian. Solve this, I beg you.

Oh, God, why did you have
to talk to her now? All this is futile.

I didn't talk to her, and I won't.

But the minute she saw Chahine
in the house, she flipped!

-Let me prepare dinner for you, yes?
-No, thank you, not now.

None of us are hungry, anyway.

-Um Ali--
-But…

-Make us some coffee, please.
-Right away.

Now what?
I hope this gathering brings some good.

Where are you going?

To my room. I have a headache.
I can't stay up late with you.

Wait. I want to tell you a few things
in front of your brothers.

It can wait till morning.
I told you I can't stay.

Mona, stay a while.

Look here, girl.

Your marriage to that man
never had my blessing.

But since we all know your stubbornness,
and where your obstinacy can take you,

and because I fear for you
and your brothers,

because of the scandals and gossip,
I have to say that… I approve.

You approve?

-Seriously, Mother?
-Yes, seriously.

But on one condition.

Don't even dream
of me ululating at your wedding.

-Congratulations!
-Thank you.

Congratulations.

He is right. Why do you underestimate
yourself? I don't get it.

I am Ghazi Sheikh Al Jabal.

No one dares to defy me.

I walk the walk and talk the talk.

No, that's not enough.

You're now the leader of Al Hayba.
You have your position and prestige.

Just look at your nephew
and his entourage.

Men, bodyguards, servants,

while you still open the door
and serve them personally.

Do you expect me to learn
from the boy I raised?

Never!

Jabal was raised by the Damascene.
You have taken his place now.

You should make the people
forget his name and call out yours only.

Good evening!

Have a look. Can you count on him?

Why did you let me sleep in so late?
Why didn't you wake me up?

Good morning to you too.

I found you fast asleep.
I didn't want to disturb you.

And what's this? Where's breakfast?

Don't you know?
Ms. Nour has her coffee first.

-And the second cup?
-Jabal.

Without breakfast too?

Beirut has changed him so much.

All will be well. Take these,
and I'll make you the best breakfast.

Okay.

Wow! Do I get a cup, too?

Not just a cup, but the whole pot,
with a full set of cups for you.

Okay, I'll accept it,
but on one condition.

Make us two cups
and let's sip them together.

Come on, Jabal, the coffee will go cold.

Good morning!

Good morning!

How beautiful are these flowers?

The ones in the backyard
are even prettier.

Really? Then we'll have the coffee
there tomorrow.

With pleasure, make yourself at home.

-Here you are.
-Thank you.

Good morning! You woke up late today.

Put that cup down and come.

-What is it, Jabal?
-Come.

What is it, Jabal? You're scaring me.

What are you wearing?

I don't understand.

And I don't understand
what's happened to you.

You're out in your nightie,

sipping your coffee
in front of the guards!

These are my house clothes.
Do you want me to sleep in my jeans?

If you want to sleep in your jeans
or wake up in your cloak, I don't care.

But I don't want
to see you in this again.

Inside this room, do what you want,
but not beyond the door.

My house is open to the world,
at any moment there might be visitors.

So you're jealous?

You're too shy to say so?

I'm not in the mood for such talk now.

Once you've had your coffee with me,
you'll be in the mood again.

It's as if I just woke up now.
Good morning!

Put something on and follow me.

What is it, cousin?

-Do you need anything?
-No, it's okay. Come.

No, thank you, no need
to get me in trouble with Ghazi.

Sakher! That's unacceptable, come here.

No, I won't. Besides, it's nothing urgent.

I just came to tell you what happened.

Slow down, man. Sakher, stop!

What is it? Calm down, breathe.

Sakher, tell me. What happened to you?

I honestly don't know what to say.

But you're no stranger.
You know my mother.

She didn't approve.

I knew it.

Calm down and relax.

You remain our cousin,
and you're like a brother to us.

You know, at times,
I wish I were a stranger.

Oh, God, why?

Had I not been Ghazi's son,
none of this would've happened.

Nor would your mother
have hated me that much.

Shame on you, my cousin.

You gave up on me and Jabal
for a marriage?

I'd give up my soul for Mona.

Mona will have no other.

You're a good man,
and you can be entrusted with our souls.

My friend, I beg you, don’t rub it in.

Easy.

Your problem has been solved.
Just a second…

May God help you with this mother-in-law!

Cousin! Are you serious
or are you trying to fool me?

I'm dead serious.

It was a miracle, but she approved.

And your fiancée
awaits you today for lunch.

Congratulations!

-Thank you.
-Let's hear it!

-You mean she's still there?
-Yes.

I can't see what brought
a woman like that to Al Hayba.

I don't understand.
Is there something wrong with her?

No, that's not what I meant.
I mean, a famous woman like her,

who spends her life traveling at hotels,
and at malls,

who has fans,
and whose milieu is different…

How did she manage to settle
in such a village,

and let go of everything?

Yes, you have a point, chief.

Even Jabal. We all know him
and his stubbornness.

No one could have ever
convinced him to be with her.

But then he takes her under his wing
and gets involved in her problems.

I'm sure there's some story there.

Hopefully, it will get resolved
and end well.

Master Ghazi!

Welcome, Master Ghazi.

You're most welcome. Please, come in.
You're most welcome, Abu Chahine.

Youssef, a cup of tea and shisha
for Master Ghazi, on the double.

It has been ages, Abu Chahine,
since we last sat together for a chat.

My house is open for all, chief.

You're right, Master.

But there are
so many problems and worries.

Your worries are mine, Abu Ahmad.

-Curse him who caused all this.
-What's that good for now?

Let the dead lie in peace,
Abu Chahine. We live in the present.

That's why I'm here to say this
in front of the chief and everyone else.

Listen up, folks!

Tell those who are not here…

I've been away, indeed.

But Ghazi Sheikh Al Jabal
is back on his horse now!

He has the final word
and the loudest voice.

From now on,

your businesses
your lives, your livelihoods…

are in my charge alone.

What do you say, chief?

May your brother Sultan rest in peace.

Thanks.

But I am now in my brother's place.

What he held in his hands is now in mine.

Understood?

Where's the tea, Youssef?

Hello, Ms. Nour.
Where shall I drive you to?

I know how to drive. Thank you.

In any case, I am concerned,
why is he addressing the people now?

He's my uncle,
and you know him well, Abu Ali.

He's always had his eye
on my father's place.

Between us…

he's right.

So far, the man has done nothing wrong.
He's straightforward, I can't stop him.

Yes, Firas.

What's that?
How dare you let her go alone?

You don't know where she went?

What happened, boss?

There's no better deal than that.

Master Ghazi visited you
in the café and sat at your table,

and from your seat,
he addressed the people.

Indeed, he spoke from my seat.
What a blessing!

Is he some prophet or saint, or something?

Lower your voice! His men will hear you.

His son is one of them
and he has his back.

Let's mind our own business.

Whoever becomes the master, I'll obey him.

So, that's what he's up to.

Look who's here.

-Hello!
-Welcome, come on in.

I've been driving around
for an hour, searching for a market.

Aren't there any in Al Hayba?

You're in the middle of it,
and this is the square of Al Hayba.

Where do you want to go?

I'm looking for a boutique
to buy some clothes, lingerie, etc.

Whatever is needed for a bride.

That's very difficult to find around here.

If you want to buy things for a bride,
where do you go?

There's a seamstress on the lower street.

-Her name's Um Salah.
-Yeah, Um Salah.

Dear, if you want to buy
something ready-made, go to Zahlé.

If you have money, and can afford it,
go to Beirut.

Beirut?

-Is this the Al Hayba café?
-Yes, indeed.

I inherited it from my father,
who inherited it from his.

Then get me a cup of coffee, please.
And some water, slightly chilled.

-Youssef! Youssef!
-Youssef!

Hurry up, Youssef.

How cute!

Any news?

So she hasn't left Al Hayba yet.

Okay, you stay put.

I don't want a soul to know.
Keep your mouth zipped.

Okay, go.

Thanks, Um Ali.

-Enjoy your drink, groom.
-Thank you, Um Ali.

-What about lunch, Um Ali?
-We'll serve it in 30 minutes.

Gives you time to drink your juice.

-Enjoy.
-Thank you.

Sit down.

-How are you, Aunt?
-Fine.

I pray that you always remain fine.

Aunt, Mona and I have been thinking.

We want to hurry up.
There's no need to delay anymore.

As for the wedding
and official ceremony, if you'd like…

I wouldn't like to.

The wedding is yours.
Arrange it and set a date as you'd like.

No matter what you say, Aunt,
I will always respect you.

-This coffee is very delicious.
-We grind the beans ourselves.

-Seriously?
-Yeah.

You can't imagine
how delightful the coffee is.

-It's wonderful. Do you always come here?
-What are you doing here?

I came to buy some things for Mona,
but couldn't find any shops.

So I decided to have some coffee.

-Okay, come with me.
-Where to?

-Not a word.
-Not a word?

What are you all staring at?

-Off you go!
-Goon.

It was long overdue, Master.

You should have addressed them
when you first arrived.

You haven't seen anything yet.

How many men do we have?

Master, those willing to work for you
are way more than what we have.

Great.

Get them together,
and make sure they're good.

As of today, let the game begin.

What a great master you are!

Come on in.

What's up, Ghazi?

Now we're frisked before we can see you?

Welcome, Abu Issa.

Did you have to irk the people?

On the contrary.
The people felt safe today.

But you always sided
with Sultan and his children.

-You wish me no good.
-I wish everyone good.

Here I am to talk to you
about your son, Chahine.

-What is it? Has he messed up again?
-You're the one who messed up!

How could you break his heart like that
while he's engaged?

How could you desert him
on such an occasion?

-No one told him to marry that woman.
-Is that you talking?

You spent a lifetime
dreaming he'd marry Sultan's girl.

Why were you playing the leader,
gathering all these people around,

while you deserted your own son?

Let's gather all the seniors
to present him well wishes.

You want me to put my hand in Jabal's?

I can't forget what they did.

People forgive and forget
in happy times, Ghazi.

I can't.

Chahine is no child.
I never stood in his way.

Look me in the eyes!
Are those your last words?

Look, Abu Issa.

You're just like his father
and you can take my place.

You can carry on.

I don't know who should be angry
at the other.

Ask yourself.
I haven't done anything wrong.

In your eyes.

May I ask
what right and wrong mean to you?

You mean here, in Al Hayba.
Not just to me.

How so?

I know how your mind works.
I know what you think and feel.

But here, we live among people.

They have their own minds.

They have their customs and traditions.

What does that mean?

You want to impose
all these people's judgements on me,

-when they don't concern me?
-It concerns me.

It concerns me a lot.
These people are my folks.

But you can't ask me
to change that much.

First, what you're wearing.

Then, where you're sitting,
then, what you're doing.

I can't take this!

Look, Nour. It's very simple.

You are famous
and everyone knows you. Everyone.

They know you're a beautiful anchorwoman.

Whatever move you make,
you'll get attention.

But here, you remain a stranger.

People are keeping an eye on you.

They want to find something
to gossip about.

-Meaning?
-Meaning, lay low for a bit.

You're not here as a tourist,
or to shoot a program about Al Hayba.

You're here in my protection,
in my house, under my name.

Listen, Jabal…

I love you
but I haven't done anything wrong.

And what you're doing now is too much.

If you believe
I'm bad for your reputation,

and if you'll keep telling me,

that here in Al Hayba,
this is right and this is wrong,

these are our traditions
and customs and what not, then…

Then what?

Then I won't keep you any longer.

Why are you so restless, girl? What is it?

Nothing. I was just thinking
about Sami and the wedding.

Don't tell me you've changed your mind.

No, I haven't.

But I have an idea,
and want to ask you what you think.

Well, talk then. Why beat around the bush?

Okay. What if we hold mine
and Chahine's weddings on the same day?

-You are something, aren't you?
-Why?

You want Sakher to attend it
against his will, to break his heart?

No, it's not that.

I just thought,
since Chahine and I are close,

why not have the wedding
on the same day to have double the joy?

Forget it. That won't work out.

You focus on your wedding and groom,
and leave Chahine out of it.

Why?

-I personally won't attend his wedding.
-You won't attend the wedding, Mother?

You know Nahed Omran and I
can't sit under one roof.

But this is a wedding,
and Mona will be your daughter-in-law.

Against my wish, your father approved
and refused to intervene.

Besides, we'll have only one of them.
I don't care about the rest.

-I don't understand you.
-My girl,

if what you're plotting is carried out
and the couples come together,

the Damascene
won't attend her girl's wedding,

and I won't attend that of mine.

I'll try to finish early today,
and then we can have dinner together.

Biba? Is something wrong?

-Can we talk before you go?
-I have an urgent meeting in an hour.

-Tharwat, I'm scared.
-Scared? Of what?

Are you really asking, "of what"?

We already discussed this.

What happened last time
will not happen again.

-I promise you.
-But I almost died.

Darling, I promised you.

Here, keep these with you.

Go buy some clothes or anything you need.

You're a new anchorwoman now,
and you should look your best.

Give me some time,
and I'll make you number one.

I'm sorry, Master.

Come here.

-Get the car from the square.
-Right away. Let's go, Alaa.