All language subtitles for Al Hayba_S04E12_Episode 12

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 12

No one moves. Wait for me here.

It's been a while.

Jabal.

Yes, Jabal, your friend, your brother.

You were.

My hand is outstretched,

and blood never turns into water, Cousin.

Cousin?

You buried your uncle underground

after you left him to rot in jail, Cousin.

Your father…

did it to himself because of his actions.

His actions killed him.
I'll tell you two things.

He worked with Zaidan
and put a knife to my throat.

You…

you lost your father
and you know what he did.

But my wife and son…

what did they do?

You're blaming me after all these years,
but I paid the price and I still am.

Listen, Jabal.

Keep this discourse to yourself.
Where is Ali?

Discourse?

Fine. I will let it pass, it's fine.

Where is he?

You're really looking for Ali here?
Ali is long gone now.

If you find him, get revenge.
It's your right.

But leave Mona and Ghazi out.

These are things women do.
They don't suit you.

Mona and Ghazi
have nothing to do with Ali.

I don't think these are things women do,
or is there something I don't know of?

Your mother.

My dear aunt,

told Mona, "Tell me where Ali is
or you'll never see your son again."

Do you approve of this, Abu Ghazi?

Your mother would turn my sister
into a spy in her house,

and keep her from seeing her son?

What?

Maybe she thinks that Mona,
the daughter of Sultan

and sister of Jabal,
would sell her family out.

Listen, do what you want to Ali.

Marwa, Abu Ali and Um Ali,
they are my own.

They're living in my house, under my wing.
Whoever does them harm…

harms me as well.

Would I hurt an old woman,

an incapacitated man and a wife, Cousin?

Listen to me, I'll be brief.

Your problem is with Mona,
you two will work it out. However…

Ghazi should stay
with his mother at this age.

Don't you forget that Mona once stood
against the world with you.

And now, she's doing the same for her son.
You have to side with her.

Sultan raised you too.

You know what's right.

Ali.

Chahine! Chahine!
Why won't you answer me?

Chahine, tell me what's going on.
Why are you packing the child's clothes?

Chahine,
where are you taking Ghazi? Chahine!

I'm free to take him wherever I want.

I don't want him to step foot
in this house again.

I will never forget
what you've done to me.

You made me feel so small.
So small, Mother.

Boss.

They're from around here.

Do you like my new place?

Where is it?

All I see are these rugged hills
and these rocks.

Still, it's better than locked up cells
run by the police and thugs.

Ali.

I'm scared for you.

There's no need.

Stop telling me that.
Stop saying this to me.

All that's happening around you
doesn't scare you?

Chahine, who did the impossible
just to find you,

or the police who are still
looking for you.

What about your photos
in all the newspapers?

And what about you living here
in the wild with the beasts and scorpions?

And you still ask me not to be scared?

Do you feel wronged by me?

Don't ever say that.

Don't you think,
for a minute that I might regret,

or even picture myself with someone else.

I love you.

When I first saw you,
I knew I'd go all the way with you.

All the way, Ali. No matter what…

I won't keep it from you.
I dream of having a house and family,

and I dream of seeing you,
open the doors and come inside,

holding groceries
with the children running around you.

So, your mother and father can rest.

Yes, this is what I dream of.

But maybe I don't have the right
to have such dreams.

Look where we are now,
and the way I'm meeting you.

I waited all this time
to hear these words.

I used to picture your face every day,

and close my eyes
so I could hear your voice…

and dream of everything
you just told me about.

You were the breath I took to stay alive.

You were the hope I've been searching for.

I swear to you,
we'll start a new page together.

Just give me some time
to close the old one.

I promise you…

we'll be a great family
and have ten children.

I want ten children.
I can support them all.

-Are you serious, Ali?
-What do you mean? You're my wife.

What?

Your wife?

This is the first time you've said it.

Yes, get used to it.
Soon, you'll get bored of it.

Ali, I love you.
I love you, Ali. I love you.

Amazing.

WELCOME TO HANINE

MAYOR OF HANINE
SOUHAIL AL FAOURI

Greetings.

Hello and welcome.
Welcome Mayor Abu Mohamad.

Sit down, please.

I'm not here long, Mayor.
I need a favor from you.

Just that? Sit down.
Let's get you some coffee.

There's no need, Mayor. Malak is enough.

Raouf called me,
but I thought I'd ask you personally.

I wanted to ask about a woman
called Nada Murad.

I asked about her.
I was told she lives in this town.

-But of course, Um Jawad.
-Is she here?

She is still alive. But what is it?

No, it's nothing important.

It's just that we're tallying
the properties in Al Hayba,

and Mrs. Nada's name came up,
that's why I'm asking about her.

You're here, you're our guest
and Al Hayba is dear to us.

Thank you, Mayor, thank you.

This is your bag, Ghazi.

-I don't want to go there again.
-No, sweetheart.

I will never leave you again.

Now, we'll go to the market
and buy you new clothes,

and nice stuff for school
then we'll go to the park.

Will we not see Dad?

Yes, we will, dear.
We can see him anytime you want.

Oh, amazing, you look so nice. Bless you.

So, are you ready?
I am too, who isn't then?

-All right, I'll be ready in a few.
-Okay.

They told me you asked for me.

Yes, Marwa, please. Take Ghazi to the car.

But of course, come.
What nice clothes. Come on.

Right, everything becomes better
after meeting your loved one.

Let's go, my dear.

Wake him up.

Jabal?

Jabal, get up, dear. Sakher needs you.

Yes.

Jabal?

Jabal?

Get up, brother,
your mother needs you now.

Okay, I'm coming.

Don't be long, she seems upset.

Listen.

Stay there, I need to tell you something.

Fine, brother.

I told Abu Ahmad to invite Jabal.
Everything's ready.

What happened over there?

The materials are on the move
and we're watching over them.

Fine, I'll go to the factory
and meet you in the square.

What is it, Mr. Nemer?

Go, and don't let anyone in.

Hello?

Where are you, Rania? You took too long.
Is there a problem?

-I just got the chance to call.
-Where are you? There's noise there.

You won't know it.
Anyway, how are you doing?

I'm great. We signed the contract
and the factory is ours.

-Everything is ready now.
-So I was told.

How's our mutual friend?

He's good. He's handling everything again.

He opposed everyone,

but I've never seen Auntie Um Jabal
so out of the loop. She knows nothing.

-Really?
-Yes, really.

But I don't know why I don't feel at ease.

-Why? Did you sense anything?
-No, not at all. It's nothing.

Everyone's so busy with family affairs.

By the way, they're hiding Ali.
Today, they brought him his fiancé.

Why not?

Chahine will be so happy to know this.

It doesn't matter if he does.
It's important he'd get to him.

Listen, I have to go now.
I'll call you tonight.

-I have my own room now.
-I've missed you.

I have too, okay?
I'll see you soon, goodbye.

I've never imagined
I would be in this position.

And I've never imagined
I would say this to you, Son.

-Mother--
-Let me continue.

Ever since you've been back,
I've said nothing.

Every time your brother
would say something, I'd shut him up,

and tell him that you know best
and you know what you're doing.

I said that in your absence
and in your presence.

Do you know why?

Because I have never
been disappointed by you.

However, working with Al Saeed's son,

this is what I can never
understand and fathom.

Do you trust me or not?

Don't ask me that, Jabal.

-And you?
-What?

Do you trust me or not?

My problem is that I do,
but I want to understand.

Nemer Al Saeed…

rented the factory…

to make drugs.

What do you mean you're letting us go?

The factory has a new management
and a new plan.

So, it needs new workers,
or rather, new skills.

-What does that mean?
-This is not right.

How can you treat us like that
after all that's happened?

Excuse me, Mr. Khalil.

We've worked at the factory
ever since it opened.

Ever since the days
of the late Mr. Sultan.

-True.
-May he rest in peace.

How can you do that?

My dear, your problem
is not mine to solve.

Go and talk to the owners.

Go now,
we must clean up and fix the place.

All right, shame.

-Let's go see Mr. Jabal.
-Shame on you.

-What are you saying, Brother?
-Just like you heard.

That man who's pretending
to be a tough guy

is just one of Zaidan's small thugs.

He has no family and no history.

He was sent to take over Al Hayba
and its people and its future,

and bring it down with drugs.

And so you gave him
our factory and name,

to make his drugs there?
No, you've gone crazy, Jabal.

Mother,

this factory will be his downfall.

I let him loose so that he can start,
and then he'll take the bait.

And as soon as he starts working,
he'll be under my mercy.

And then, I swear by both Sultans,

I will have no mercy for him.

But these people are not simple, my son.
They don't fear God.

-Don't get bitten twice--
-From the same snake.

It's true, Mother,
but soon, it'll all get better.

I swear to you, from the second
he steps foot in the factory,

it will be the first step to their doom.

I just want you to give me time,

so I can have my revenge,
and my family's revenge from these thugs.

This time it will be for good.

I will go for the snake's head, Zaidan.

You're playing
a dangerous game, Son. Let it go.

Um Jabal…

I did not leave prison alive that day.

Jabal is dead.

The old Jabal…

is dead now.

I swear, I wanted nothing of this world…

the moment I lost my family.

My son and my wife.

My son and my wife. Oh, God.

I will never rest again,
before I kill them all.

It's either that…

or I'd rather drop dead now.

Bless you, Son.
They deserve this, not you.

This is everything.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I didn't because I wanted
to do what I wanted

without anyone trying to stop me,

and I'll go all the way
no matter what.

You're either against me…

or with me.

I'm with you all the way.

I will not oppose you now
at this old age.

How much do I have left, my son?

May God keep you.

And you?

I'm with you, Brother…

till death, Jabal.

Don't say that.

Do you think I'm tolerating them?
I won't let anyone harm you, Sakher.

Why didn't you tell me from the start?
You left me in the dark.

Because you're a hothead.

You're not patient,
but from now on, you must calm down.

And then, I'll tell you everything.

This is not the first time
you do this to me.

However, I forgive you.

-How are you, Firas?
-Hello Abu Ahmad, welcome.

Hello, Abu Ali.

Hello, Abu Ahmad.

-Welcome, come in.
-No, I won't be long.

I'm here to invite Mr. Jabal
to the opening of Al Hayba Butchery.

Nice, Al Hayba Butchery straight away?

Besides, why did you come
in person to do that?

I think the owner
must invite him himself.

You're accusing me
of something, Abu Ali?

Did you forget
that Nemer Al Saeed is family,

and he's doing all he can?

Besides, he took it upon himself
to solve Al Hayba's problems,

and find work for its people.

My son Ahmad has been
unemployed for some time.

He didn't want to work at the cafe.
The man came and opened a shop,

and it's doing them both good.
What's wrong with that?

I was joking, Abu Ahmad.
It's not you who does wrong.

Fine, I'll say that to Mr. Jabal.
I hope he can make it.

You've always been courteous, Abu Ali.

It's in the afternoon.
We'll be waiting for you.

Of course, congratulations.

Goodbye.

-Firas, let them in.
-Please, come in.

He told us,
"Go and talk to the owners."

It's all right.

You're here.

Not so long ago in front of this house,

Um Jabal told you something
and I'll repeat it.

This house is yours,
and this hall is yours.

We're with you.

The factory is our source of income,
as it is yours and your children's.

We've never let you down
and we never will.

And what befalls you befalls us too.

-Abu Ali.
-Yes, boss?

With every new month,
they will be paid in full.

-May God keep you.
-Bless you.

We didn't mean it like that, Mr. Jabal.

You've always helped us,
but we're workers, we want to work.

Think of it as a vacation,

until things go back
as they were, if not better.

-Thank you, Mr. Jabal.
-Bless you.

This is my duty.

-We're here.
-Good.

Hello, Mrs. Nada.

Hello, welcome. Come in.

I last saw my brother Mohamad in 1976.

He came home, packed his things
and said farewell to me in a hurry.

They killed him by the house.

They buried him quietly…

MOHAMAD MURAD, 1976

…and they told me if I ever told anyone,
they'd kill me too.

But why so quietly?

Mohamad, may he rest in peace,
was a simple man.

He loved a girl in secret
from the Al Saeed family.

Her name was Manal. Her parents found out,

and so they both decided to flee Al Hayba.

He said he was going to marry her,
and that I'd become an aunt.

Manal Al Saeed, no one
saw her after that or knew of her.

No one was allowed
to talk of Manal Al Saeed,

especially after her parents found out
she was pregnant.

They went mad and drove
everyone away to bury the story.

After that, the war broke out
and people forgot about it,

and no one asked about her ever again.

-Who is your father, sir?
-I'm Fouad Abboud's son.

Fouad. Yes, I know him.

-The son of Bahija, the midwife?
-True, amazing.

There were less of us back then
and we all knew each other.

-Congratulations.
-Congrats.

Congratulations.

-I want one sheep.
-Abu Firas.

-What's your name?
-Moussa.

Greetings to your family.

Congrats, congrats.

-Abu Abdo.
-When can I have it?

Welcome, welcome Al Hayba's leader.

-Welcome.
-Hello.

-Hello.
-Welcome.

Congratulations. God bless you.

-Congrats, Ahmad.
-Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Jabal. Welcome, welcome.

Thank you. I'm glad to see
all these good people here.

Thank you, Mr. Jabal.
We're all glad you came.

I didn't know you're good
with meat and knives.

You could say it's my talent.

I took it after my late father.
He only ate what he butchered. I like it.

Good then.

Good, but if you keep
on giving meat for free,

you'll go out of business.

Let the people work, at least.

Ahmad was unemployed.

Trust me, it's not about the business.
Let the people eat.

Bless you, Mr. Nemer.

Generous man, and these people deserve it.

Mr. Nemer.

-Yes?
-I need a favor from you.

Ask away.

I have three hungry children.
I need your help.

Don't worry, I'll fix it.

Welcome, welcome.

Youssef. The usual for Al Hayba's boss.

-Welcome, welcome.
-Welcome.

Al Hayba is blessed to have you.

-Thank you.
-Go to the mayor, let him remind me.

It seems he's not here.

-Khalil, you handle it.
-Thank you, boss.

After you're done, come and have some tea.

In the past, when he was in jail…

I had a problem in a bar in Zahle.

There were many thugs against me.

They beat me up,
kicked me out, and told me,

"To hell with you
and with all of Sheikh Al Jabal's family."

I came home a broken man.

I closed the door
and stayed alone in my room.

I was lost, I didn't know what to do.

After he left prison,
he knew about it without me knowing.

He said to me,
"Let's go and have a drink."

And he's never had any alcohol before.

I was surprised.

It turned out,
he took me there to avenge me…

and I thought he spent
all these years wandering the hills,

having forgotten us.

Jabal is my brother,
and he never forgot what was mine.

You think he'd let go of what's his?

Oh, Mother.

You see? You wronged your brother.

No one knows what Jabal has in mind.

Bless you, Sakher.

From now on,
you must listen to your brother,

and stay by his side
and never leave him.

I can never rest
unless I see you together.

As you wish, Um Jabal.

Your wish is my command.

Bless you. May God keep you.

-You have them?
-Yes, all of them.

Good job.

Can I ask what they are?
What are they for?

Mr. Nemer said not to be nosy.

Your job is to receive
and deliver the goods.

I'll send a car over with the men. Bye.

Genius.

Put them back now.

-Thank you very much, guys.
-Thanks, sir.