All language subtitles for Al Hayba_S04E18_Episode 18

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 18

-Hello, guys.
-Hello, boss.

Come here.

Who was responsible
for the watch yesterday? Was it Alaa?

Tell me, boss.

-Are you aware of what you did yesterday?
-No, but it doesn't seem good.

-Firas!
-Yes, boss.

Take out my watch, please.

Yesterday, there was a man at home.

God spared you that the man
wasn't a stranger.

Come here. Show me your neck.

Stand straight.

Nowadays, you should be very careful.

We're going to face hard times.
You need to stay alert at all times.

Boss, we won't let anyone
inside the house.

Hopefully. Do you want anything
or need anything?

Thank you, boss.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

Who did that to my room?

You?

-Do you like it?
-Who gave you permission?

-I thought you would love it.
-Love it?

Someone went into my room
and changed everything,

and you want me to love it?
Why did you think so?

What do you mean?
I kept your things safe and hidden away.

-I wanted to make some changes.
-Changes? It's not fashion.

No, it isn't…

But sometimes it's better to turn
the page that hurts us the most.

It's better to find someone to help us,
and I thought I was one of those people.

That's it.

Or at least, I could be.

Sit down, son, sit down.

What's wrong with you, son?
The girl did nothing wrong.

She asked my permission, and I agreed.

I opened the door for her
even though I knew you'd get angry.

At the end of the day,

we should try to forget
and heal the wound.

I asked for nothing, Mom.

And you won't. I know you very well.

How come no one asked me?

-Look at me, Jabal. How long?
-What?

See?

You're avoiding the answer.

It's been four years now. Four years.

Isn't that enough time for you to forget
and to carry on with your life?

You're entitled to that, Jabal.
It's your right.

It's your duty towards us too.

I'm afraid to die worrying about you
and to not see a grandson, Abu Sultan.

Long may you live, Mother. I promise you…

this is hard.

Okay. That's why you should let us
help you.

You won't be able to do it alone.

Rania is worried about you
and wants you to feel comfortable.

Reconcile with her and thank her, please.

Okay, as you wish.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

FIVE MILLION PILLS

Ahmad! Ahmad! Come here, Son.

Hello. Go on, Dad.
I have work at the butchery.

We need to talk.

Abu Hassan got you the money.

-Whose money is it?
-Dad, it's for the man who brought it.

What about this? It's money
from Ayman, Abu Ayman's son.

Son, I wasn't aware that people
owe you money.

-Can you tell me what's happening?
-Dad, is this an investigation?

Son, your dad is worried,
he wants you to set his mind at ease.

You should relieve him.

Don't worry, Dad.
This money is an investment.

-In what?
-In Boss Nemer's business.

What will they get out of it?

-A percentage.
-How much?

Almost 15 percent.

What? Fifteen percent?
That's unbelievable, Son.

Listen, Mayor,
I'm starting to get angry at you.

You know Boss Nemer very well.

He doesn't need our pennies.
He's a very wealthy man.

He wants to help poor people in Al Hayba,
with reasonable benefits.

Fifteen percent is something.
It's a good amount.

-Son, I have a bad feeling.
-Oh, Dad!

You always have bad feelings. Don't worry.
Boss Nemer is a gentleman.

He wants everyone in Al Hayba to benefit.

Anything else? Goodbye.

God have mercy.

I wish they had killed me instead of you.

You would have survived
and endured what I'm enduring.

When you were imprisoned
for all of those years,

I waited for you to make me happy.

Yet I waited just to see you murdered.

Look at me now…

where I am.

I know I am a sinner…

but I did it all
to save this family's dignity

and preserve my rights.

After all this tiring work
and the years and the promises,

look at where I am.

I lost everything, Ghazi.

Your children are all grown-up now,
and they abandoned me.

Your daughter Rima
fled Al Hayba completely.

She's living her life.

She barely remembers me during holidays.

Chahine… Chahine is about to renounce me.

Where are they? Tell me.

Where are they?

Where are you? Answer me! Where are you?

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Where's Jabal? Still sleeping?

He's in his room. He woke up,
and he's coming for breakfast.

Thank God. Thank God.

ISSAM
5 MILLION PILLS

Um Ali, I don't want to have breakfast.
I'm not going down.

Open for your cousin, who hit the guy
at the school gate.

Come in. The door isn't locked.

Are you sad?

That means you're sad. Okay.

I want your opinion about something.

How can someone…

apologize?

Are you used to wronging
those who love you

without any consideration
for their feelings?

To be honest, I don't wrong
those who love me at all.

Why are you so hard to please?

Listen.

Forgive me for now.

I'm heading… into a big problem.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to reject you as I did.

I need…

to seal a wound inside of me.

I hope you understand.

If you're doing it
for your mom's sake,

tell her we're fine,

and be relieved.

I will be relieved if you come down
to have breakfast with us.

Come on.

By the way, I liked it.

You have such good taste.

A little bit.

What? Did you have time
to distribute them, Abu Talal?

Yes. They're pure and there's high demand.

Abu Talal, I need some time.

I only have two million pills,
and I already sold them a long time ago.

Zayba, if it's about money,
we pay in advance.

No, Shayeb, it's not about money.

I gave my word to some people.
You wouldn't want me to go back on it.

Of course not. You always keep
your promises, Zayba.

From now on, before cutting a deal
with someone else, come to me first.

Sure, I will.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

He refused to eat until you got here.

Is that so?

You're two smart women.
I can't handle you.

God bless you, my handsome son.
Look at his charming smile.

I would love to see you always smiling.

Amen.

Where's Mona?
Is she skipping breakfast today too?

She locked herself in her room,
she isn't talking to anyone.

She hasn't been in the mood
to do anything

ever since she dropped
Ghazi off at school yesterday.

Don't worry, Mom. It's the same pain.

I'll try to talk to her
and see what's wrong.

You? Can you handle all this?
How strong you are.

-Don't worry, I'm strong.
-I have no doubt about that.

War destroyed me and their father.

If it wasn't for them,
I would have burned out myself.

Issam, my love,
was under the ruins of our house

for three days before
we found out he was alive.

When he came out we were being
showered by bullets and bombs,

we had no roof.

He wished he hadn't survived.

We feld death with nothing
but the clothes on our backs.

We walked over
mountains covered with snow.

It was two days before we got to Lebanon.

From one smuggler to another,
from one fraud to another,

and finally, the officers arrested us,
since it's illegal.

They took us to the camp.

We are now refugees.

Issam majored in chemistry.

He dreamed of finishing
his Master's degree.

He's an ambitious man,
but look at him now.

We kept thinking of going back,
but for me, the country is gone.

We have nothing left there.

I'm ashamed of looking at my children.
What should I tell them?

I can just tell them that I'm sorry.

Issam thinks that a man needs
his country, family, and friends.

The war will end,
and the situation will get better,

and we will raise our children
as we dreamed.

He worked in everything.
Vegetables, cement.

We lived a hard life.

That's why he's compelled to work
as he's doing now.

At first, he thought we could save
some money and leave the country.

He got involved in that
and dragged us with him too.

We're at the mercy of frauds and gangs.

What can I say?

I'll fix you some coffee.

I don't understand.
Who's right and who's wrong?

I'm drained. I'm drained!
The best solution is for me to leave.

Fleeing won't solve the problem.

Listen, Mona. Men are not like us.
They don't think like us.

You should make some compromises,
both of you, and it will be fine.

I did all that, and it's not working.
Can you imagine that?

The problem isn't a problem
between a man and his wife

that can be solved by compromises.

It's an old problem between two families
that can't stand each other.

Our love story, Chahine and I,
was the talk of Al Hayba.

But what happened was bigger
than our love.

Something is not working,
and it doesn't want to work.

And what's the solution?

I want to take my son
and go live in Beirut.

I want a normal life for my son,

away from all these problems.
It's his right.

It's my right too.

Is it that complicated?

Sometimes I think that my brother Adel,
may he rest in peace,

was right when he decided
to leave Al Hayba for good.

I want to get a divorce.

Wrong. It's wrong to make a decision
while you're angry and sad.

Calm down so you can think clearly
and make the right decision.

By the way, yesterday,
when I went shopping, I got you a gift.

I'll get it from my room.

Auntie Um Chahine?

Auntie Um Chahine?

-Yes, Mesbah?
-Boss, she doesn't seem to be home.

-I knocked. No one is answering.
-Mom doesn't go out now.

She's surely inside
and can't hear you. Knock again.

Auntie Um Chahine?

Auntie Um Chahine, it's me, Mesbah.
It's Mesbah.

-She's not answering.
-Mesbah, stay there. I'm on my way.

GOOD MORNING, RANIA. YOU SHOULD COME
TO VISIT US IN BEIRUT TODAY URGENTLY.

NO ROOM FOR EXCUSES.

-Where is she?
-Could she be out?

Didn't she say she was going out
somewhere?

Auntie Um Chahine.

Move, move. Mom! Mom!

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Go get a doctor, quick.
Mom! Mom, please wake up. Mom!

Wake up, I'm here.
Wake up and talk to me, Mom.

Mom, tell me what's wrong with you.
I beg you, Mother.

Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you?

Mom! Mom! Mom!

-You want to go to Beirut now?
-She's my friend.

She has no one else but me.
I must stand by her.

What happened with her mom?

She had surgery, and she's not young.

It seems her heart failed. She died.

We will all die eventually.

As I understood,
she was suffering and in pain.

She's relieved now, may she rest in peace.

Long may you live, Auntie.
I need to go or I'll be late.

Sure, let one of the guys take you
and stay with you.

-You might need something.
-God bless.

-God be with you. May she rest in peace.
-Thank you.

Doctor, please tell me
what's wrong with her.

Tell me, why is she so sad?

I don't know what to say.

I was busy, I haven't been able
to visit her for a few days.

It's psychological, and she's old too.

She's suffering from hemiplegia
due to a stroke.

It has paralyzed her left side.

What are you saying, Doctor? Hemiplegia?

Why are you leaving?
Let's take her to a hospital in Beirut.

It's useless now. They can't do anything
for her at the hospital.

It would be a waste of money.

All you can do is take care of her
and pray that she'll recover.

I left the nurse here to take care of her

until you hire someone to stay here
and keep an eye on her.

-Thank you, Doctor.
-I hope she recovers soon.

Please.

You can leave.
I'll call you when I'm done.

-Is something wrong?
-Leave us alone.

Hello, Rania.

Hello. I'm not used to that.

You know very well that it's hard for me
to get out of the house.

It's an urgent matter, and it's worth it.

We felt that something was changing
in our agreement.

No. To be clear and more precise,

Nemer had this feeling,
and I'm sure he's behind this meeting.

Regardless, we want everything to be
in the best interests of the agreement.

Or am I mistaken?

If you forgot, I can remind you.

When you all met with Zaidan,
the purpose was clear.

Nemer will take Al Hayba,
and you the Sheikh Al Jabal family.

He'll grow our business,
and you'll get us rid of this family.

I wanted to see you and remind you
in case that changed.

Nothing has changed.

Why can I feel you doubting me?

To be honest, what we're hearing
is making us worried.

-Worried for me?
-No, worried about you.

Listen to me very well, Rania.

Feelings could ruin work.
You should leave your heart out of it.

Keep reminding yourself why you are there.

I don't know, did you open my heart
to see what's inside?

We're monitoring your behavior,
and that's why we're worried.

Rania, I'm a woman, and I know.
I'm afraid for you and of you.

It seems you've gotten it all wrong.

You've gotten it all mixed up.
I'm just doing what I'm asked to do.

You told me I should get
into the house, wait,

and gain the family's trust
so we can start with our next plan.

-Wasn't that our agreement?
-We can't wait any longer.

You've taken all the time you had.
It's time now to execute.

These are your waivers.

This is the stamp pad.

This is the pill.

-Go, Ali!
-Come on, Ali.

-Come on, Ali.
-Show him your arm of steel.

-Come on.
-Do it now.

Do it, Ali.

Come over here, let's see.

-Come on, Sakher!
-Let's go, Sakher!

-Come on, Sakher!
-Beat him!

-Come on!
-Win! Do it now!

-Sakher!
-Sakher!

-Move it! More!
-Sakher!

-It's Boss Jabal.
-Move! Move!

Come on.

-Greet our boss, Jabal.
-Hello, Boss Jabal.

-Boss Sakher.
-Come on, Boss Sakher.

-Come on, Boss Jabal.
-Come on, Boss Sakher.

-Come on, Boss Sakher.
-Come on, the boss is here.

-Go, Boss Jabal.
-Go, Boss Sakher.

-Come on, Boss Jabal.
-Finish him now.

-Boss Jabal!
-Boss Sakher!

-Greet our boss, Jabal.
-God bless, Boss Jabal.

Mrs. Mona…

they told me that your mother-in-law
fell and is suffering from hemiplegia.

I don't want you to sell any of the pills.

The factory will distribute
five million pills.

Two million will go to Beirut.

Three million will go to Damascus.

The ones going to Beirut will be handled.

The ones going to Damascus,
we will handle them.

I'll give you the signal.

When you give her the pill…

she'll fall ill and become bedbound.

She mustn't die
before you get her fingerprints.

You'll be next to her, watching over her,

and treating her disease,
since you're part of the family.

This is a stamp pad for fingerprints.

The waivers will make
all of Sheikh Al Jabal's properties

in Nahed Omran's name ours.

You'll get out of the house right away.

Our guys will be waiting for you.
Leave the rest to us.

Watch out, Rania. Don't be late
after you've got the fingerprints.

If you stay in the house
and they think something is wrong,

your life will be in danger,
and we won't be able to protect you.

Good evening, Nemer.
I have good news and bad news.

Hello, ma'am.

Start with the news that's as fair as you.

You could say that the Sheikh Al Jabal
family's days are numbered.

I spoke to Rania firmly.

She took the stuff,
and she'll do what she has to.

Great.

Her days with the Sheikh Al Jabal family
are coming to an end.

-Sorry?
-Nothing, nothing.

It seems you don't want
to hear the bad news.

The good news made me
forget about it. Tell me.

Do you have an aunt
in a village called Hanine?

Do you?

Hello? Hello?

Yes. Yes, I do.

She passed away.
May her soul rest in peace.