Enheraf (2022) s01e07 Episode Script

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-Tell me, did you like the movie?
-Yes, I really like SpiderMan.
Why?
I don't know.
You don't? There's nothing
without reason.
-Even love?
-Especially love, my dear.
When you don't know
the answer of a question,
it doesn't mean there's
no answer, understand?
No, actually I feel my brain
is having an error.
Listen up.
You do love SpiderMan,
but you don't know how
to express why you do love him.
It's maybe,
because he helps the poor.
Or maybe,
because he fights bad guys.
And maybe,
because he was weak,
and became strong,
and can revenge for himself.
Actually you're right!
I love SpiderMan because of
everything you've said.
Okay then, let me ask you a question.
-Yes?
-Why are you always sad?
I feel no one thinks of me.
No one understands me.
Even my mom,
my only friend.
She thought only of herself,
got married and went away.
She left me to my father who doesn't
think of me and knows nothing about me.
Why don't you try to
get closer with him?
Do you know the feeling when
you try to speak with someone,
and feel they don't understand you?
You give up saying it's not
important what I say.
I'm sorry, Hor.
I've confused you.
My words are not in order.
Actually I don't know how
to say words in order.
Don't worry.
The mess you feel inside you,
I've received it in order.
-Come in.
-How are you?
-Welcome.
-Thank you.
Okay.
What would you like to drink?
No, thanks.
You've been generous
for your whole life.
The way you came, and how it looks,
doesn't feel comfortable to me.
We don't need to talk more.
For God's sake, Haj Salem.
Forgive her for God's sake.
I don't forgive.
Until the last breath in me,
I won't forgive.
-Pardon when possible, Haj Salem.
-And it's not possible for me.
Uncle Salem, it's only a matter of days
before you meet God,
forgive her for God's sake.
Why didn't she think of God
when she have burned my son?
Haj Salem, listen to me.
You listen to me, Haj Ismail.
This is something between me and God.
God will judge me for it.
This is over.
No one shall talk
with me about it.
Have a seat.
Enjoy your hospitality, and leave.
We already did.
There's no power but from God.
Let's go.
Habiba had so much fun today.
Yes, because she talked.
Why doesn't she talk with me?
Did she try and I refused?
What Habiba have been through
is hard for any girl her age.
Sherif, I see women who lost their
mothers, their life got destroyed.
Habiba now needs a friend, nothing more.
Okay I'm trying to be her friend
but she's not giving me the opportunity.
Because your personalities
are different.
And she's going through physical
and psychological changes.
She needs her mother more
than her father.
These are girly things that
you don't understand.
But don't worry, I won't leave her.
There was no need for this, Sherif.
No, don't say that.
No I didn't forget, inshallah
I'll be there on time.
Say hi to Habiba.
-Do you know, doctor?
-Hmm?
Two things I didn't have as a child.
-What are they?
-Breastfeeding,
and someone who brings me flowers.
Are flowers enough for you, Abeer?
You need a Koushari box,
a sausage pie,
a Shawarma sandwich.
By the way, from the outside
I look like Ahmad El-Sakka.
But from the inside, I'm a crispy
sponge cake,
with two packs of baking
powder on top of it.
-That's obvious, Abeer.
-Isn't it?
Tell me, what did you do, Cake?
I've worked so hard that day.
But what I'm sure of,
the day Sayyid was murdered,
Salem was working in
the ice factory.
Clap hard.
Fix this sheet.
I'm fixing it, uncle Salem.
It's leaking water.
You got it.
Fix the standard.
Son, work harder.
-Weak generation.
-Salem, we want to eat, uncle Salem.
-Let's go guys.
-Let's go uncle Salem.
Oh God, beans everyday.
I'm sick of beans.
-Please, just give us a break from it.
-Brother, eat and don't talk.
I swear, if these beans can talk,
they would say they're sick of you.
Eat and thank God.
We're eating, uncle Salem,
it's a bless.
Uncle Salem, I've read that
in other countries,
they feed these beans to donkeys.
That's why they brought it
to you brother.
Uncle Salem!
Hurry up, your son Sayyid
got burned!
What?
Son!
You killed him!
My son!
Oh my son!
You killed my son!
You killed him, criminal, infidel.
How could you?
I swear I won't leave you.
Time is between us.
You killed the eye I see through.
-How could you?
-Calm down, Salem.
This is God's destiny.
My son has gone!
-Calm down, Salem.
-Oh my son!
-This is God's destiny.
-Oh my son!
Oh Sayyid, my son!
I swear I won't leave you.
I'll take his revenge from you.
Time is between us, Wedad.
Oh Sayyid, my son!
Oh my dear!
I'll take his revenge from you.
Time is between us, Wedad.
Oh my son!
This is what witnesses in factory
who went to his home have told me.
But Ehsan, Wedad's neighbor,
told me something different.
Wedad!
Oh my God!
There's something wrong.
They're both saying there were
witnesses when Sayyid was murdered.
Both are saying they went to him,
and found him burned and dead.
-Someone is lying.
-Surely it is.
-Who?
-It's Salem, I'm sure of it.
-Why?
-Because no man is honest,
all men are liars.
Stay on point, why are you sure?
I forgot to tell you, doctor,
that this ice factory have cameras,
I went to the owner and asked
him for footage of that day.
-Where is it?
-In the flash memory, one second.
I have many things, here it is.
Look.
Look, this is Salem entering the
factory with workers in the morning.
Look, when he found out that Sayyid
is dead, he left the factory.
Salem entered the factory with workers.
After half an hour,
the car left and only one guy
besides the driver.
After one hour and a half,
the car entered and the same
guy is beside the driver.
Who's that guy?
Don't you have a footage
from a different angle?
Come on, I'm Abeer who brings
the footage from the well's bottom.
Surely, in front of ice factory,
I've found a plastic factory.
This plastic factory, have cameras
all around it, even side angles.
I went to the owner,
and after so much talk,
I gave him some money,
and asked for that day's footage.
-Where is it?
-What is it?
-The footage?
-On the flash memory,
I'm not bringing a million of them.
Where did Salem go in this hour?
Hello!
My cousin!
-Hello, Ma'am.
-Did you have breakfast yet?
-Not yet, Ma'am.
-Come down, let's eat together.
-Do you know me?
-I'm getting to know you now.
How are you? Take this.
-Let's eat together.
-Thank you.
I'm Saly Al-Sayyid, a you-tuber.
-What's that?
-I have so much internet,
so I thought to make a channel
and talk about accidents and situations.
And I knew there was an accident
here happened to someone called Sayyid?
-You mean Sayyid, son of uncle Salem?
-So you know him?
Sure, may his soul rest in peace.
A nice guy, his father as well.
Then tell me,
you clearly seem to know
what happened in this accident.
-Take some Felafel.
-Thank you so much.
-It was like any ordinary day.
-Okay.
What else?
He came and asked me to
take him somewhere,
-something like an emergency.
-An emergency?
I took him there and brought
him back to the factory.
Take this and tell me,
what was the emergency?
I don't know, Ma'am.
I don't like to interfere in something
that is not mine.
You don't like to interfere? Give me
this and two sandwiches are enough,
since you don't know what
was the emergency.
Unless you tell me where did you take
him, I'll give you back the sandwiches.
Actually I took him to the
Super Jet parking lot.
Super Jet parking lot?
-Okay then, bye.
-Bye.
-Come on dude.
-Yes, Ma'am.
-Did you add spices and chili?
-Yes, everything.
-May God bless you.
-Do you eat beans like us?
Amazing smell.
Oh my God.
The best beans' car, doctor.
-What's all of this, Abeer?
-What? I'm having breakfast,
say bismillah.
Where did Salem go?
I don't know, but the driver said
he took him to Super Jet parking lot.
So I don't know if he had something
there, or his home is close.
What I was capable of doing is bringing
that day's footage
from the parking lot..
Don't you know when the car
left the factory?
Around 8:30.
Nice.
He brought a ticket for whom and where?
For whom, no one knows.
But where? These companies arrange
trips to two places,
Cairo and Alexandria.
On Thursday and Friday to Cairo,
and during the week days to Alexandria.
Which means the ticket is for
a trip to Alexandria.
This was Abeer Al-Armouty
in front of the beans' car.
Mrs. Wedad, I have a question,
do you have relatives in Alexandria?
No.
There's only Ensherah, his ex-wife,
and they don't talk since a long time.
Hmm.
Okay, I'll take her
address before I leave.
Why do you need it?
I'm looking for something that
I don't know what it is.
Something that says you're innocent.
I swear I didn't kill him.
I have a feeling that you're
telling the truth.
But we can't take the truth
just from words.
Truth needs evidence.
And you have no evidence
that proves your innocence.
I have a feeling that you believe me,
and you don't want me
to die of injustice.
You know what?
I had a dream yesterday.
I was walking in a very long passage.
It has no signs or names,
or anyone to tell me where I'm going.
I kept on walking,
until I found a park,
full of young children.
Once they saw me, they ran towards me,
and kept on kissing me.
Some of them jump on me,
the others grab my hair.
And they were shouting: Mom, mom.
I said: Mom?
When did I have all these children?
Then we were playing,
they tickled me, kissed me.
In the middle of this,
I looked away, and
found a woman standing.
She started to come closer.
And, she looks like my mother.
But she's walking on her feet.
And since I was a kid,
I see my mother limps.
But this one was walking normally.
She came closer,
I found out she's young, something
around 40 years.
She came close to me, and hugged me.
And started to kiss me and my hands,
and say: Forgive me daughter!
I said: Forgiveness of God!
You should forgive me, mother.
I kissed her hands,
and say: What's wrong, mom?
She brought me to her side,
and said:
Did you see what I've brought you?
And she pulled a big fish
with some rice.
She started to cut it,
and feed me like she used to
when I was young.
Glory be to God, in the name
God the Merciful.
I woke up,
tasting fish in my mouth,
and the whole place smells like fish.
And I didn't know if that was
a dream or not.
This is a very nice dream, Mrs. Wedad.
God please make it good.
Great truth of God.
Where's the food?
I'm not here for food, Mrs. Wedad.
-Hello.
-Hello, who do you want?
-Is this the clinic of doctor
-Oh my God, who are you?
May God grant you safety and
congrats on your baby.
-Are you feeling better now?
-Yes, thank God.
I'm much better, excuse me,
I've confused you.
No, not at all.
I live alone.
Alone? Why?
Did men become blind?
You're so beautiful.
Is it possible you
didn't get married yet?
No I did, but I left him.
The only role for men is to disturb us.
True.
What can we say? It's a must.
Inshallah everything will be solved
and you get back to each other.
You know something, dear?
-Tell me.
-He's begging me to get back to him.
He's dying for it.
I will only get back when I want to.
That's your right, sure.
If someone breaks the school's fence,
can they get back from the door?
I swear you're fantastic.
Let me bring some dessert
I've just made.
Yes, please I'm feeling so down.
I can see you need some sugar.
What's wrong? Are you okay?
Can I use the toilet, please?
Sure my dear, all pregnant women
are like this.
-Where is it?
-Go right to the end of the hallway.
Do you need anything?
No thank you, I'm coming.
-Have a seat, my dear.
-Excuse me, I have to go.
Just one minute, have some tea.
-Thank you, I have to catch the doctor.
-Really?
May God be with you, my dear.
What's wrong?
-Sayyid is alive, get in.
-Oh my God.
Hello, can I speak with Major General
Ahmad Al-Shebrawy? Yes sir.
I have something important to
tell you regarding Wedad's case.
She's got executed.