Enheraf (2022) s01e06 Episode Script

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"Enheraf
Inspired by true events"
"Episode 6"
How is your relationship
with your brother Salem?
It was very bad before,
but now it's good.
Why was it bad?
-"Greetings."
-"Allah Almighty has spoken the truth."
"Greetings to you too."
"I made stuffed zucchini,
would you like some?"
"Thank you very much!
I already had food."
'I'm here to talk about something."
"Tell me."
"The youth spend all their time using
computers and the internet these days,
what do you say,
we become partners,
and start a small internet cafe,
which will bring us
a guaranteed profit?"
"You said the same thing,
when you set up juice and ice-cream
shop, and we lost."
"My math was wrong
about that shop."
"But with the shop I'm telling you
about, the profit is guaranteed."
"You will have your money back
in a month time."
"No, thanks."
"I won't invest my money in a business
I don't know anything about."
"Don't be upset with me."
-Did you stop talking to each other?
-No, we didn't.
He was annoyed at first,
but then he relaxed.
Actually, Salem is very sweet,
he can't be upset with people.
-Does he visit you, Mrs. Wedad?
-No.
That's what killing me.
That he believes I killed him.
Can I ask you something?
Why you refused to talk
to the media?
Why didn't you come out on a show
to defend yourself?
If people already believe
that I am a murderer,
before I confess or even talk,
what's the use then?
It's best I save my dignity
and stay quiet.
But if you're innocent,
you have to defend yourself.
It doesn't matter, as long as
people believe that I'm a murderer.
You know what, when I saw people
believed it that much,
I started to doubt myself.
You know what, Bibo.
Let's leave all this, and go
have Kebab and Kofta,
and trotter soup to get healthy.
Trotter?
No, thanks!
Also, you told me
that I'm choosing the restaurant.
-Live with it.
-I am. Did I complain?
-Eat up.
-And I have to eat?
I don't know how to hold them.
Like this?
What?
What a nice surprise.
Hello, Hor. How are you?
It's really a nice surprise.
-My daughter Habiba.
-Hi. How are you, Habiba?
Hi, ma'am.
-Will be there someone with you here?
-Yes.
I'm meeting my friends, but it seems
they're not there yet.
-You know how unpunctual Egyptians are.
–Of course I do.
Why don't you join us until they come.
-Will I disturb you?
–Of course not. Please, have a seat.
I wonder, Habiba, how come you have
Sushi without Teriyaki sauce?
It makes a lot tastier.
Do you like Sushi, ma'am?
Look, Habiba,
one, don't call me "ma'am"
so we can stay friends.
Two, people who don't like Sushi,
they have a really bad taste in food.
He wanted us to have trotter soup.
Are you kidding?
This is me, an old–fashioned man.
I like Sarma,
okra casserole and Mulukhiyah.
But to give me some rice,
and raw fish and so!
No, thanks! I don't like that.
Excuse me.
The cinema is asking me to confirm
the reservation for Spider-Man film
-the day after tomorrow.
-Seriously?
-I really wanted to watch it.
-Why didn't you tell me?
-I was sure you'd say no.
-We're in it now.
I'll make a reservation
for the three of us.
I'm sorry, Hor, I can't. I have too much
work the day after tomorrow.
No, we're not going to cancel
that because of you.
Habiba and I will go,
and you'll come with us next time.
-Yes!
-What is that?
Why are you so excited?
Will you have fun there without me?
-Yes, we're going to have fun.
-All right, fine.
I'm fine with that.
Go have fun without me.
-Come on, take it off.
-Why? We are in Upper Egypt.
Take off the cloak,
you're supposed to be a journalist.
No, I'm afraid to do so.
Don't you see cases of harassment?
-We're going to get caught.
-I'll say I'm pregnant.
Look, they're selling fresh orange
juice here. Let's have a cup.
Now?
-Greetings.
-Greetings, lady.
-How can I help you, dear?
-Does Mr. Salem work here?
Mr. Salem? He's the man
sitting over there.
Where he said?
He's sitting over there.
He's far. Go and talk to him,
while I finish this juice.
You want to finish us.
I am Hoda Amer,
a reporter for City News paper.
-This is Mrs. Mervat, the photographer.
-Yes.
Welcome. It's a pleasure to see you.
I'm here to make an interview with you
regarding your son, Sayyid's death.
Sayyid!
May he rest in peace.
He's gone.
The good man is gone.
It's okay. I know how bad things are.
May God grant you patience.
Sayyid was not only a good lad,
no, he was the best of all.
He was a real saint.
He loved everyone here,
and the whole are loved him.
I talked to his aunt.
She told me that she loved him a lot.
No. She's lying!
That woman doesn't know love.
-That's a demon in human form.
-How come?
She said she always took care of him
and raised him.
No! That's the biggest mistake
of my life,
-and I deserve to be hit for it.
-Calm down, sir.
-Stop it.
-What is that?
-Stop.
-What is that?
Fine.
I thought that,
because she didn't have children,
she was going to take my son Sayyid,
to raise him, give him love,
and take care of him.
But to take him, kill him,
and burn his body?
What the hell all that rancor?
Right, what is this rancor?
How can family members
do this to each other?
This wasn't the first time, Ms.
Listen carefully, God used to
send me many signs
but I kept myself from believing them,
and said she'll be better later.
What kind of signs, sir?
The documents are here.
I'm going to show you.
Look.
"I just want to understand, aunt,
what's wrong with Zena?"
You're the one who was
insisting on me to get married!"
"I said not Zena."
"If she's the only one left on earth,
I will say no too."
"Don't break the boy's heart, Wedad."
"He wants the girl, and she comes
from a good family."
"I said no to Zena."
"If he wants her, let him go to her."
"He won't get a penny from me."
"You know, it's great
you didn't have children!"
"Because they would've
killed themselves because of you."
"You disrespectful."
"Oh my God."
"Oh God. What the hell, Wedad?"
Come here. Come here, son.
What the hell, Wedad?
You injured the boy's head!
"Oh father."
This is a medical report.
Here.
This is a medical report.
We had it after she hit Sayyid's head,
and he had seven stitches.
I was the one who saved him.
And this
a copy of a statement,
we gave at the police station,
which became a case later.
But what could I do?
I never heard the end of it
from people here.
They were like, she's your sister,
she's an old woman,
and you can't do that.
And she she cried a lot.
She said she wasn't herself.
What could I do?
We reconciled eventually.
And she took Sayyid
to live with her again.
The rest is history.
Last question, just not
to take so long.
Why did your sister Wedad kill Sayyid?
I'll tell you.
Because when a weak person
is deprived of something,
he doesn't want others to have it.
And that's a woman who always thought
that she was flawed.
This is a feeling which always kept
her feeling
that she was weak and defeated.
She always used to create trouble
between Sayyid and his mother,
so she could take Sayyid
to live with her.
Eventually, when Sayyid
was so sick of her,
and wanted to leave her,
to live with his mom,
she killed him.
So no one else can have him.
Why did you kill him, Wedad?!
You too don't believe me?
I was going to believe you.
I was going to be the one person
who stands by you,
-if you hadn't lied to me.
-I didn't lie.
Really? You kept saying that you loved
Sayyid, that you would never hurt him.
I found out that you had injured his
head and caused permanent disability!
-Did that happen or not?
-It did,
but not as you say it.
I used to go to the market everyday.
"Sayyid, are you still sleeping?"
"Get up! It's noontime."
"The early bird gets the worm."
"Let me sleep, Aunt.
I was up all night."
"You were up all night?"
"You're talking
as if you've been working all night"
"and not gallivanting around.
Get up and go find a job"
"or go work with your father
at the factory."
"God willing. Just let me sleep now."
"As you wish. Do whatever you want."
"Listen. I'm going to the market.
Do you need anything?"
-"What do you want for lunch?"
-"Anything."
"You say anything now
and refuse to eat later!"
-"What now?"
-"I told you anything, Aunt!"
-"It's not that big of a deal."
-"Fine! You're insufferable!"
"We got the meat
and I have bread at home."
"I just need tomatoes
for the Fatteh sauce."
"You're spoiling Sayyid rotten!"
"Ehsan, he's suffered enough
being away from his mother."
"I don't want to be against him too."
"I try to give him anything
he wants if I can."
"Dear, spoiling men backfires.
It's a recipe for poverty."
"The boy keeps loitering around
day and night."
-"You're getting old, dear."
-"Tomatoes! Tomatoes!"
-"How much is it today?"
-"Three kilograms for ten pounds, ma'am"
-"OK, I need two kilograms."
-"Sure, ma'am!"
-"Listen."
-"Tell me."
"He will soon grow up,
get married, and have children."
"He will become independent."
-"Here you go, ma'am."
-"Let me carry them for you."
-"Enjoy!"
-"Here you go."
"Let's go, dear."
-"Ok."
-"I have to go start lunch."
"Come in, Muhammad."
-"I'm coming in!"
-"Stop this racket."
-"I told you Aunt went to the market."
-"I can come in then?"
"Come in."
"Close the door behind you."
"Look."
-"I'll give you the good stuff."
-"That's what I want to hear!"
"Have a taste of the good stuff."
-"It's called Hell's Night."
-"I know people go to hell."
"I didn't know it comes to us!"
"I'll give you a taste,
but be careful not to get burned."
"Don't worry."
"Look, man."
"See that?"
"Here."
"If we sell this stuff,
we'll make a handsome profit."
"My man!"
"Look, take this for example."
"It cost me 500 pounds
and we'll sell it for 750."
"If you can get more, it's yours."
-"What about this one?"
-"No, man!"
-"This is the expensive stuff."
-"How much?"
"A lot."
"A whole lot."
"Stick to selling this one."
"Are you still sleeping?"
"You're right"
-"Aunt"
-"What are you doing?"
-"Aunt?"
-"Didn't you say she was out?"
-"Marijuana!"
-"No, Aunt."
-"You immoral brat! Marijuana?"
-"No, I swear, Aunt!"
-"Is this how I raised you?!"
-"Enough, Aunt!"
-"Don't Aunt me, damn you!"
-"What are you doing?"
-"What am I doing? Damn you!"
-"Aunt"
"So you were spending the money
I give you on marijuana?"
-"No, Aunt!"
-"You filthy addict!"
"Listen to me, Aunt. Give me the stuff.
It's not mine!"
-"Oh God! So you're dealing?"
-"No. Listen to me, Aunt"
"Your father will deal with you
when he gets home."
-"Just give me the stuff."
-"Move!"
-"Aunt"
-"I'm throwing it down the drain!"
"Don't throw it, Aunt!"
"I swear I'll hurt myself!"
"I'm going to kill myself
so that you can rest!"
'You want me to die."
"My head! Look at the blood!"
"See?"
"You can rest now,
and be happy now, Aunt!"
What about Salem's
statement to the police?
He accused you
of attempting to kill Sayyid.
-Attempted murder?
-What?
You haven't heard about this either?
No.
Here is the police report.
Friends convinced him not to press
charges because you're family!
It's the first time I hear of this.
When Salem came to know
that his son sells marijuana,
he swore he would have killed him
if it weren't for me.
I didn't kill him.
I want to believe you.
I want to believe you!
Do you know now
why I didn't want to talk?
Because, as I told you,
no one would believe me.
Excuse me.
-Greetings, Haj Salem!
-Greetings!
-Hello, Ensherah?
-Hello?
-How are you?
-What do you want, Salem?
What
-I just called to check on you.
-Check on me?
Haven't we agreed not to speak?
-What?
-Goodbye!
Fine.
What's this?
Here you go, ma'am. What's wrong?
The truth is crystal clear.
-It's a disaster!
-What do you mean?
This is Sayyid's medical report
-when Wedad injured his head
-And?
and this is Salem's statement
when he reported Wedad
-for attempting to kill Sayyid.
-You're stating the obvious!
When you obtained
the documents, Abeer,
did you notice that the medical report
is dated 1st of March
while the statement
is dated 8th of March?
There's a whole week gap
between the two.
What's the problem?
If Wedad was indeed
trying to kill Sayyid,
what made Salem wait
a whole week to report her?
Maybe his conscience awakened
and wanted to do right by his son.
No, this doesn't make sense.
When an incident happens,
the person gets enraged and reports it.
He doesn't wait until he calms down
and makes sure his son is all right
-to report it.
-I still don't see the difference.
The difference is that he gave
this statement to use it later
-and not just to report the incident.
-Use it for what?!
His son suffered a head injury!
Wedad claims
the injury was self-inflected.
That means she might not be the killer.
-Who killed Sayyid then?
-I don't know!
But it wasn't Wedad.
What would be her motive?
The man's claim that she was jealous
is inconsistent with Wedad's description
of her relationship with Sayyid.
The first rule
of solving a crime, Abeer,
is to determine who benefits from it.
I'm tired.
Go to Upper Egypt
tomorrow morning.
Find out where Salem was
when Sayyid got murdered.
-Upper Egypt?
-Yes!
I'll be on the train at 6:00 am.
-Yes, Wael?
-Listen, Sherif.
I obtained another picture of the girl
who visited the radio host
before he died.
-I'll send it to you via WhatsApp.
-OK.