Abdu Mouta (2012) - full transcript
-What the hell? Where will I go?
-Get dressed, quickly!
I knew that I was jinxed tonight!
-Abdo!
-Hamasa?
Man! You almost gave me a heart attack!
-What do you want?
-The police are here!
-And they're looking for you!
-What? I have the bag of weed with me!
Damn!
Come on!
I swear I was going to give myself in,
but I wanted to shower first.
Have a great day, sir.
THREE MONTHS LATER
Happy Holidays, Rabiaa.
Thank you. Is today a holiday?
Yeah, I've decided that every day
I spend here is a holiday.
I'll give the boys an official
day off, too.
I just wish you'd change your mind,
so we could make every day a holiday.
Or do you still love that guy, Mota?
Why are you bringing him up now?
Haven't you done enough?
Think he doesn't know you're the one
who put him in jail?
So what? I really feel bad for him.
He's a young fool who thought he could
stop a moving train. He wanted to defy me.
You wanted him out of the way
so you could have Angham to yourself.
Come on, Rabiaa,
do you want to ruin this day?
No. Let's keep it as a day of celebration.
That's much better.
-How are you, old woman?
-Hello.
Abdo Mota is back, Om Abdo!
Abdo Mota is back, everybody!
My man!
-Hello, Mota!
-Let's dance, everyone!
Yeah, the best man
just got out of prison today.
Welcome back, Abdo Mota!
Friends!
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Abdo Mota
-Oh, yeah!
-Abdo Mota
-Oh, yeah!
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-The festival is crowded
-Oh, yeah!
-There's meat and bread
-Oh, yeah!
-The festival is crowded
-Oh, yeah!
-Kids are wearing festive hats
-Oh, yeah!
-The festival is crowded
-Oh, yeah!
Kids are wearing festive hats
I saw, I saw
-I saw a dancer
-Oh, yeah!
-We locked eyes
-Oh, yeah!
-I saw a dancer
-Oh, yeah!
We locked eyes
I took the mic
And turned my hair into spikes
-I took the mic
-Oh, yeah!
-And turned my hair into spikes
-Oh, yeah!
-They put me on a swing
-My friend
-I wanted to ride it alone
-Raise your voice
-They put me on a swing
-I can't hear you
-I wanted to ride it alone
-Oh, yeah!
That's what I got out of friendship
I went to jail
That's what I got out of friendship
-I went to jail.
-What?
Is that a goat or a sheep?
I can't tell anymore
-Oh, my God!
-He's the devil in disguise
-Yeah!
-He's the devil in disguise
Blaming the good people
You think he'll run to your aid
But he's the first to bail on you
He's unjust, and he doesn't care
Lies are in his blood
-He's unjust and he doesn't care
-Oh, man!
-Lies are in his blood
-Oh, yeah!
-Life is fickle
-Yeah!
-One day, you're happy
-Yeah!
-The next, it turns on you
-Oh, yeah!
We stood three by three
Handcuffed
We stood three by three
Handcuffed
They took our valuables
They took our valuables
-They took away our fancy clothes
-Oh, yeah!
-They gave us a rosy suit
-Rosy
-They took away our fancy clothes
-Oh, yeah!
-They gave us a rosy suit
-Rosy
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Stop hitting us
-Mr. Policeman
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Stop hitting us
-Stop
Come over to visit me
In jail
It's my home now
Weed destroyed my life
It's my home now
Weed destroyed my life
Hey, listen to me
-You cannot fool me
-Oh, yeah!
-Hey, listen to me
-Oh, yeah!
-You cannot fool me
-I'm not a fool!
-Listen, man
-Listen, man
-Don't play games
-Don't play games
-Listen, man
-Listen, man
-Don't play games
-Oh, my God
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me
-Yeah, yeah
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
Say it with me
Peace to you all
I'm clean now
God be with us all
No one is kind, everyone looks out
for number one
Have a great night
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
My man!
-Welcome back, Mota.
-Thank you, boss.
-It's very kind of you to come.
-You're very dear to me.
-I swear, I'll repay your kindness.
-Thank you.
-Why won't you return my calls?
-I'm busy.
-What do you mean by that?
-I mean what I said.
What you said?
What about my child, Abdo?
I told you to get rid of it.
An abortion only costs 3,500 pounds.
-And I'll pay.
-What if I die?
-Don't worry. You'll be all right.
-Fine. Come with me.
Do you think it'll be a fun house?
It's no place for men.
God is my ally, and he'll make you pay.
God will make you pay, Abdo Mota.
God will make you pay.
It's you! Is that how you wake me up?
Good morning.
Smooth like butter.
-What?
-Your beans are as smooth as butter.
I hope you enjoyed it.
One cup of tea coming!
Do you truly mean that, girl?
Put your hand away before I break it!
I'm not a little girl!
I'm not a little girl.
Fine, you're a queen.
Yes, I am, whether you like it or not.
My God!
How I wish to have a son.
-Give me one pound.
-Oh, my God!
Get the hell out of here, boy!
-Good morning, my queen.
-That would be your mother.
You and your sharp tongue!
Why are you being mean like that?
I'm not being mean!
You just twist my words.
Fine. I’m hungry,
get me a plate of chili beans, quick.
And why are you in such a hurry, Mota?
You've been out of jail for six months
and you haven't changed.
I don't want to fight now,
I'm about to eat!
Why are you spitting poison
this morning, like a viper?
Where's your dad?
He's getting ready.
Mr. Nasef has a party tonight.
-And when will we have our own party?
-That's in God's hands.
When you're an honest man.
-I swear, you're a beauty queen.
-Stop it.
Do you know what I want?
I want to marry you before I die.
-Stop it!
-Plus, I am an honest man now.
I wash cars all night
with soap and cold water.
And I collect fares from bus drivers
during the day.
Fine, but you still have a sordid past.
And you know your uncle, Radi.
He doesn't like that at all.
Fine, go talk to him, then.
I knew this would be a shitty day!
What's the matter with him?
What are you doing, girl?
Do you think you're Nancy Ajram?
Stop this and help me!
I'm tired from all the chores!
-What's wrong, Mom? What did I do to you?
-God will punish you!
God will punish you!
Get up girl!
Get up and water the front lawn,
you good-for-nothing!
-Your brother, Abdo, is on his way!
-I'm tired. I can't do anything.
If someone hears you saying
that my brother Abdo is on his way,
they'll think that Abdo's some
prominent doctor, bringing gifts!
And stop saying that I'm good for nothing,
or I swear I'll move out!
And where would you go?
To hell, if that would give you
peace of mind!
I'll only have peace of mind
when you're married.
Married? And how is that going to happen?
How can I get a husband when your son
keeps going back to jail?
When a man comes to me
to ask me to marry him,
then as soon as he finds out
that my brother is an ex-con,
-he'll leave and never come back!
-Don't say that about your brother!
All that you have is because of him!
What are you saying?
Listen, Radi, my old man.
I'll get straight to the point.
-I want to marry Angham.
-That can't happen, Mokhtar.
-Why is that?
-Frankly, we run in different circles.
Yours is full of drugs
and other obstacles.
I can't let my daughter marry a drug lord.
-But you'd let her marry an ex-con.
-What do you mean by that?
-Mota.
-She won't marry Mota.
I will only let my daughter marry someone
who loves and takes care of her.
I'll take good care of her, Radi.
The best guy in this neighborhood
is the carpenter.
You’re so poor, a mouse couldn't find
something to eat at your house.
It'd kill itself.
But people are so ambitious.
Do you want her to marry Amr Hamzawi?
Be reasonable, Radi.
You need to rest.
Stop cooking beans all night
and working as a butler all day.
Listen, Mokhtar.
People with no money are poor.
But those who have money
and nothing else are even poorer.
We're done talking, Radi.
The tea is on me.
Where's your husband, woman?
Not again!
-Where are you going, Shabah?
-I can't pay you now, Abdo.
-I'll pay next time.
-I'd have said yes if you'd asked nicely.
But because of your attitude,
you must pay double, now.
This is my first run, Abdo. I work nights.
I haven't been working
all day for charity!
I can't believe this.
Here you go. Drop dead.
-You can go now, boy.
-Listen Mota!
Don't you dare boss me around!
I'm the boss here,
whether you like it or not!
I'm not scared of you, boy!
If you're scared,
you should've stayed in your village!
-I'm warning you, boy!
-Abdo!
-I'll show you, Abdo!
-Go now, Abdo!
-I'll show you, Abdo!
-Go now man!
If I see you here again, I'll kill you!
-Calm down, Abdo.
-Come on. Go, man.
You're amazing. You're so beautiful.
-By the way, where's your child's father?
-You mean, who is his father.
-Fine, who?
-Some guy, God forgive him.
He slept with me then ran away.
So, I gave the kid my late father's name.
Poor you.
You're really leading Mokhtar El Aw on.
-He adores you.
-What are you talking about?
He's rich and can buy a dozen men
like your scrawny lover boy, Abdo Mota.
What makes you bring up Abdo now?
I'm just going to tell it to you straight.
Everyone is talking about you.
-Spreading rumors about you both.
-I love him. So what?
And by the way, I've hated Mokhtar
since he ratted Abdo out to the police.
Abdo had it coming. He disobeyed Mokhtar.
Wake up and smell the roses.
That boy loves his cousin, the daughter
of Radi, the guy who sells beans.
Angham, his cousin.
Not Angham, the singer, honey!
-Six pounds for one kilo of cucumbers!
-Watermelons!
ABU AHMAD FRUITS
Sweet watermelons!
Sweet watermelons!
Sweet watermelons!
Red tomatoes!
They're fickle, just like women!
I want one-and-a-half kilos.
Try the sweet Egyptian cucumbers.
Shall I add a kilo of those?
No, I just want
one-and-a-half kilos of tomatoes.
-I'm telling you, they're really sweet.
-Get a grip! What's wrong with you?
Behave or I'll make your day
as black as night!
You're the one playing games here!
You bastard! I'm playing games here?
How dare you talk to me like that!
I'll make your day as black as night!
-Go, girl, or I'll teach you some manners!
-What? You bastard!
-Montasir!
-I'll show you!
-Go get Abdo!
-Consider it done!
-Is that your so-called protector?
-No! This is my protector!
-Don't make me hit you, woman!
-Hit me? I'll show you!
-Get your hands off me!
-You get your hands off me!
Stop what you're doing girl and behave!
-He's insulting your sister!
-Zip it, girl!
-No. I'll show him!
-Go home!
-No, I want to teach him a lesson!
-Go home!
-Go home!
-Fine, Abdo, you teach him a lesson!
How dare you?
Whoever crosses this line will die.
What?
Yeah!
Thank you, men.
-Hey, One-Eye!
-What?
-It's a police checkpoint.
-Oh, God!
Since when is there
a checkpoint here?
-It looks like a setup, man!
-Oh, my God!
Run, man!
Fire at them!
Stop the music!
I salute this neighborhood,
where strong men are born.
I salute the boss, Mokhtar El Aw!
A great man indeed.
And we're all brothers.
We're all brothers,
even if some are better than others.
I salute everyone in the neighborhood.
If you want to be a leader,
treat your people well. I want to dance.
Oka Remix!
You want to be unique
But there are those who envy you
I dare you, I'm here
What do you want to do?
I dare you, I'm here
I've come to play with you
I closed my door and was walking
Past the neighbor's door
A girl tried to jinx me by painting
Voodoo symbols all over the walls
I pretended I didn't see it
I don't know what might happen to me
I might get possessed
I took a different path
Trying to mind my own business
I just want to get to work
And make some money
What do people want?
What are they doing?
What do people want?
What are they doing?
Some envy me, others hate me
Tell me what to do
Some envy me, others hate me
Tell me what to do
Oh, blessed mother
Of Hassan and Hussein
Protect us from the evil eye
Protect us from the evil eye
Oh, blessed mother
Of Hassan
And Hussein
Protect us from the evil eye
Some want to hurt me
And some harbor grudges
Some want to hurt me
And some harbor grudges
And there's someone watching
My every move who doesn't wish me well
And there's someone watching
My every move who doesn't wish me well
We've become some people's worst nightmare
After they were big shots
We've become some people's worst nightmare
After they were big shots
People are calling me
Some crazy and some sane
People are calling me
Some crazy and some sane
Some swear at me and make fun
And some thank me a lot
Some swear at me and make fun
And some thank me a lot
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, they're crazy
Everyone shows his true colors
Protect me from those who envy me
This is my story
Yeah, Kanni.
Did it all go well?
Good.
He's rich
He has millions but he still wants more
People never stop talking
They're envious
Nagging makes you want to run away
And doesn't bring you closer
Makes you want to run away
And doesn't bring you closer
They call me arrogant
They gossip about me and say I'm arrogant
They gossip about me
He thinks he's a singer, a good one too
He thinks he's a singer, a good one too
I'm a simple guy
God is my protector
And if you depend on God
You will never go astray
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, they're crazy
How could you leave the drugs behind?
You stupid mules.
There was nothing else we could do, boss.
We couldn't stay there.
If we hadn't acted fast,
we would've been captured, too.
Honestly, boss,
-there's something fishy going on here.
-What do you mean?
The police aren't that smart,
but this is the second bust this month.
Someone is ratting us out
to the police, boss.
Right, Saadawi, go get Yasser the Lefty.
-Done, boss.
-It seems, men,
that they know everything about us.
Put out that nasty cigarette.
I couldn't eat all this without you.
So, you like me now?
Stuffed pigeon?
I've only seen pigeons in the air.
I'll like you even more
when you're on the straight and narrow.
I'm an honest man.
Abdo, I want a man who would
bring me the world and put it at my feet.
And if he can't, I'll stand with him
against the world. Here.
That's why I want to be rich,
so I can get you all you want.
What do you think I'm putting myself
in harm's way for? My mother?
We're doing nothing until we're
man and wife, Mota. Don't make me leave.
Woman, wait! Stop being mean.
I'm nothing without you,
like a street without lights.
Like a crossing without traffic lights.
Like a cup of tea without a cigarette.
-"Cigarette"?
-That's poetry.
-Give me a kiss.
-Abdo, behave!
Hello, Khaled.
Come here.
-Were you at the hospital today?
-Yeah.
-Who told you?
-So, it's true, then.
What about the baby you're carrying?
-What are you talking about?
-The reason you wear loose clothes.
I was at the hospital today.
I met a doctor who's a friend of mine,
and he told me everything, you slut!
You've brought shame to us!
Who did this?
You want to make a scandal?
Have you no shame?
-Who did this? Tell me!
-I don't know!
Bullshit! Tell me!
-Abdo!
-Abdo who?
-Abdo Mota!
-What?
I don't force anyone to buy weed from me.
I sell only to those who have the money.
And if money is tight for them, I give
them time to pay. Could I be any better?
Plus, I don't buy or sell.
Hamasa and Yasser do that.
Everyone has their own specialty
in our business.
"Specialty"? And what's yours?
-I ensure that things go smoothly.
-"Smoothly"?
Listen here, Mota.
Don't play games with me!
I've said my piece. If you want
to marry me, then change your ways.
If you don't want to marry me,
stay as you are.
Go home now.
Join me.
-I'll make you some tea.
-I don't want tea or coffee!
Don't raise your voice, please.
You're a student, and your sister's
reputation is yours, too.
My advice is to never mention this again.
So, you know why I'm here, then.
-Your sister told me two days ago.
-What about the child she's carrying?
That's her problem, not mine.
And what makes you so sure it's mine?
If you got food poisoning,
could you say exactly what food caused it?
Or do you just want
to blame me, regardless?
Bastard!
This isn't my problem. Tell your sister
to stop spreading rumors about me!
I could kill and bury you where you stand.
I sent for you yesterday.
Why didn't you come?
I was busy with work, boss.
As soon as I got home and saw
Saadawi waiting for me, I came here.
Who ratted Mokhtar El Aw out, Lefty?
-I swear that I don't know, boss.
-You do know.
-Abdo Mota, right?
-I just follow orders, boss.
When we were at the wedding party,
Abdo got an anonymous call.
I heard him mention someone called Kanni,
and then he seemed to become very happy.
That phone call was about the bust, right?
When Abdo ventured out
on his own, I let him be,
since we all have our own ambitions.
What's wrong if Abdo dreams
of a better future?
What a shame.
The devil played with his mind,
and told him to move Mokhtar El Aw
out of his way.
Ambition!
It seems that the virus of ambition
has spread.
-Do you listen to Feiruz, Kanni?
-No boss, I swear.
-Give me your phone
-It's off, boss.
That doesn't matter.
What a miracle. It turned on.
Nice.
Look, Kanni.
ABDO MOTA
Forgive me, boss.
I wish I could, son.
Only God forgives.
And we are only... human!
God rest his soul.
God rest his soul.
I want two pounds' worth of beans.
-Hot or sweet?
-Your sweetness is enough.
-I want chill beans, hun.
-God, grant me patience.
If it's patience you want,
take half a sleeping pill.
Those who visit you take sedatives, honey!
You have no manners, girl!
-I'm all out of manners, dear.
-I can get you some, little girl.
-What do you want, slut?
-Are you stupid, girl? Does your mom know?
-Your mother is the slut!
-Stop talking about my mother!
She's a decent woman, unlike your mother!
You've always been a loose woman!
People like you can't point fingers!
What's wrong with people like me,
you scum?
You're rotten,
just like the onions you use!
I've been more than patient with you!
Come here, girl!
Drop dead! Are you crazy?
Get out of here!
Come here!
Help!
Help!
What's wrong with you, woman?
Stop it, girl!
-Enough!
-You slut!
-I'll show you!
-Calm down, Rabiaa.
Do you hear what she's saying?
I said enough, woman!
-Come on.
-Where are you taking me?
-If someone sees us, it'll be a scandal!
-I want to tell you something important.
-What do you want?
-I've missed you, girl.
If you're playing with me, Lefty,
I'll kill you.
-No way. I love you.
-Prove it.
Everything is proof of my love to you.
You, me, the stars,
the sofa we're sitting on...
If this sofa could speak,
it'd tell you how much I love you.
-When will you marry me?
-Soon.
-My word is binding.
-No marriage certificate?
I said soon. We'll talk later.
How many weddings did we work yesterday?
Not enough. The people of Alexandria
need to step the weddings up.
We can't sell just small amounts anymore.
I'd love not to, but we need the money.
I have it. Just tell people
they need to double their orders.
Double their orders, okay.
Now, tell me, how's life treating you?
-Angham is killing me, Hamasa.
-Why, man? What does she want?
She wants me to sell bread.
Yeah. Everyone would make fun of me
It'd be a nice cover for the police.
-And what did he say?
-Nothing.
Since I suggested he sell bread,
he hasn't spoken to me.
-He's ignoring me.
-Try to convince him, but be kind.
I've tried that many times before.
I can't be patient anymore.
Do you want me to wait until the police
drag him out of our marital bed?
What if he went to jail
and died there, like your dad?
I'd mourn him for the rest of my life.
Where's Om Abdo?
-Come and listen to this, Auntie!
-I don't know what to tell you, dear.
-Abdo has a kind heart.
-No-one is contesting that
But you need to convince him
to sell bread.
-What's that noise outside?
-I don't know.
Oh, my God!
-Hello.
-Help us, dad!
What do you want?
What do you want from us
at this hour, Mokhtar?
It's none of your business.
Stay out of this.
I have a debt to settle
with that dog, Abdo.
-Abdo is no dog, you coward!
-Give me that!
This is very wrong, Mokhtar!
What's the matter with you?
I told you to stay out of it!
No! Let Alia go and hit me instead.
-Stay away, retard!
-Let go!
-Mokhtar!
-Leave the girl alone!
-I'm telling you to leave the girl alone!
-Enough!
Enough, Dragon.
Listen. Tell your beloved son that
this time, I only knocked down his garage.
Next time, I'll burn it down.
Pray that he's not inside
when this happens.
Take care.
"Take care"?
He's unbelievable!
I'm worried this time.
What did you do with Abdo?
Abdo met me on the way here, with Hoksha.
He took my car with the money and left.
Why is he so late?
-What is that?
-What is that?
Abdo, what took you so long?
The police were everywhere.
-Were you followed?
-Come on, not me.
Mota can handle things.
I jumped from one roof
to another until I got here.
Get the weed out, Lefty.
Hamasa!
Go open the door. It's my sister, Alia.
-Hamasa!
-Coming.
-Is Abdo here?
-Yeah, inside.
What's wrong, girl?
Aw and his men broke into our house
and beat us.
He says that he tore down your garage.
God be with us.
God be with us and help us.
Why are you still up, honey?
-It's nothing, Dad.
-Nothing?
I know you well. What's wrong?
I'm tired, Dad. I'm tired.
Tired? Of what, honey?
Abdo, Dad.
He's not good enough for you.
He's not a good fit for you.
He's a criminal, just like his dad.
The only thing keeping us
from never speaking to him again...
is your aunt, Wafiya.
-But I love him, Dad.
-But he doesn't love you.
If he loved you,
he would sacrifice for you,
but Abdo sacrifices nothing for no-one.
Abdo's path is very different from ours.
Believe me. I'm your father.
May God help us. May God help us.
Haven't I told you a million times
to come to me when you need something?
I couldn't help it, boss. My wife went
into labor and had to go to the hospital.
That's why I took out a loan.
Mokhtar El Aw's men
never ask for money, you fool.
Do I have to keep teaching you
how to act like men?
What do you have to say, Mr. Big Shot,
about someone who attacks the women
of a man's house when he's not around?
We'd like to hear your wise words, Mr. Aw.
I think that the world is upside down.
What weird times we're in,
where the sheep wants to fuck the wolf
and have his cubs! Such ambitiousness!
Why did you hit my sister, Mokhtar?
I just felt like it.
Have you forgotten that you answer
to your boss, Mokhtar El Aw?
Boss?
My boss is in my pants.
Want me to show you?
I'll kill you, Abdo Mota!
I'll kill you, Abdo Mota!
Men!
Hit him, One-Eye!
Hit him!
Hit him, Saadawi!
Beat him up!
Go home, Mota.
Your day has not yet come.
Mokhtar won't leave you alone.
Let him do whatever he wants.
-I want to end him.
-Stop this, Abdo, and think.
Did you want me to let him hit my sister
and tear down my garage and do nothing?
I would never say that. God forbid!
But you could've worked things out
sipping tea at the cafe.
What would that have costed you?
Seven cups of tea? I would've paid.
Mokhtar needed to be taught a lesson.
He needed to know who Abdo Mota is.
When you mess with the wolf,
you get what's coming to you.
You can't keep hitting everyone.
Have you forgotten what he did last time?
He hurt you real bad.
I'm telling you, Mokhtar is nothing.
His bark is worse than his bite.
Bread! Crunchy bread!
I haven't sold a single loaf! Bread!
Has this neighborhood moved on
from pita bread to baguettes? Bread!
Here, eat this sandwich.
-Enjoy.
-Thank you, Angham.
God keep your kids safe.
-Thank you.
-I wish I was Mikha.
What is my fortune, fortune teller?
Is my girl playing hard to get, or what?
Bread!
-Morning, Mota!
-Good morning, Hamasa.
-Nice spread, Mota!
-Get lost!
-Here are the newspapers, sir.
-Great.
Here are your coffees, ma'am, Mr. Nasef.
-Thank you, Radi.
-You're welcome, sir.
Do you know a nice guy
who could work as a driver here?
Yes, I have one, sir.
He needs to be reliable
and hardworking like you.
Consider it done, sir.
How, how, how
How can I describe, my love
My state before I fell in love with you?
Come on, man.
Your ugly voice has ruined my mood.
You be the judge, Mota.
Don't you like my voice?
-It's only a little hoarse.
-You do sound like a horse.
Abdo. I love your sister, Alia.
Will you let me marry her?
You're in love, too, Mikha?
My sister doesn't want
to get married right now.
-You must be high.
-Mikha is a good man.
-What brings you here?
-Calm down, Hamasa. Come on, man!
-I want to talk to Abdo.
-Hamasa, put your weapon away.
-Sit down, Bohtori.
-Thank you.
Do you find it acceptable for me
to be threatened in your hood, boss?
Say what you came here to say.
Man, your mother and sister
are like my own family!
I was only following orders,
and you know that.
Plus, you were one of Mokhtar's men.
You well know that this
was all because of his guy, Dragon.
I want you to forgive me, Abdo.
Just keep me out of your quarrel
with Mokhtar.
Calm down.
Thank you, boss.
Drink up, Bohtori.
I'm going to hit the john.
I'll be right back.
-Don't piss everywhere, man.
-No worries.
I know that he can't be trusted,
but he's our guest.
-What say you, Lefty?
-That's true.
-Hello and welcome, boss.
-"Boss"?
Why haven't I heard from you lately?
Have you found someone better?
I could never be without you.
-You're all I want.
-Good girl.
That's why you're in luck. Yeah.
Only good girls enjoy good luck, Rabiaa.
-Fine, give me some good luck.
-You first, honey.
I want you to tell me Abdo's secrets.
And how do I get you those?
Do I buy them at the shop?
Enough!
I know that he has a soft spot for you.
He truly is a very tender guy.
I'll make your tender guy...
a lesson to anyone
who thinks of following in his path.
What's wrong? You seem upset, just because
he taught you a lesson last time.
No-one teaches El Aw a lesson!
Are you okay, honey?
I need you to think clearly, Rabiaa.
Because I don't want to turn on you, okay?
Search the place.
Peace be upon you,
and God's blessings to you.
-May God accept your prayers, Abdo.
-You too, Hamasa.
Hand over the drugs, you two.
Do I have something here?
Stop fooling around and stand up!
Sir, Hamasa told me that
the Qibla is in this direction.
If it's in that direction,
I'll pray that way.
Are you a comedian now?
-No, sir. The Qibla is that way.
-What is wrong sir?
I'm a law-abiding citizen, now.
I turned a new leaf, sir.
We've found nothing, sir.
I love listening to Al Naqshbandi hymns
before I sleep.
What do you mean, they found nothing?
When Bohtori came over
while we were smoking weed,
Abdo told him to join us
but remained suspicious of him.
When Bohtori left, he searched the place
and found the three bags of weed
you told Bohtori to hide.
-Do you know where he hid them?
-He gave them to Rabiaa, the dancer.
I'll teach them both how to dance.
SATELLITE DISH AND RECEIVER
FOR 150 EGYPTIAN POUNDS
Mikha the retard!
Mikha the retard!
Mikha the retard!
You're okay, Mikha.
ABU IMAD'S KOSHARI
You're okay.
You're okay. I sent them away.
Sit down.
Why were they hitting me, Abdo?
I haven't done anything, Abdo.
-You little bastards!
-They called me a retard.
-Am I a retard, Abdo?
-Don't say that.
-Am I a retard?
-You're the smartest of anyone.
You're a wise man. They say, "Take wisdom
from the mouths of the... sane."
-What took you so long?
-I did everything I could
to find a way to get out without
my mother getting suspicious. I had to--
-How did you do it?
-No, please!
-People are looking at us!
-I'm going to kill you!
-Let's go home, move!
-Okay!
-It's just us men now.
-You don't understand!
-It's just us men now.
-You don't understand, Abdo!
-It's just us men now.
-You don't understand!
-Just listen! Come on, Abdo!
-I don't understand? Understand what?
I'm here to teach you a lesson, boy!
Fine, Abdo! I'll show you!
I was dreading this!
-I've been dreading this for a long time!
-Have mercy! Stop!
-Stop what?
-Enough!
I said many times that leaving the house
for no reason would lead her astray!
Stop it! Enough! Have mercy!
Mercy? You fell for
the worst guy in the neighborhood!
-Why?
-Enough!
-Oh, my God!
-She fell for a druggy!
She's made a joke of me!
Enough!
What? What?
Why are you so upset?
He's no more a druggy than you!
What? What?
-No-one else is like me!
-He is like you!
Who did you think would marry your sister?
A doctor?
Wake up and smell the roses!
You're an ex-con!
I want you to marry a good man.
-Let me go!
-Come on, now!
A penny for your thoughts.
Here's your tea.
Why are you upset? All is good now.
-Thank God.
-You will be the best chauffeur ever!
You make me feel
like I'm running for president.
Why wouldn't you? Come on, cheer up.
-You know, Angham...
-What?
Sometimes, I feel that if I had a degree,
my life would be much better.
But when I go to the cafe
and look at the educated guys,
I see that they, too,
have their own problems.
Anyone can get their fair share in life.
Plus, you can read and write well.
But where do I find someone
who understands the meaning of the word...
What am I saying?
-Hey, old man?
-Yeah.
When does Mr. Nasef usually leave home?
He has no schedule.
Okay. I thought he was under the weather
or something.
No, he just doesn't have
a fixed schedule.
-Do you have any tea?
-Yeah.
Why don't you make us some?
-As you wish.
-Thank you.
Some live in castles,
and others live on the street.
BUSTANI CAFE
Congratulations, Abdo!
Alia is next.
Thanks. Hopefully, you'll see her
married too, Haj Radi.
-Congratulations, Abdo. Take this.
-Thank you, Mom.
Here, put a ring on her finger.
-Thank you, honey.
-Thank you, Mom.
I hope we all celebrate
your marriage soon.
Thank you, uncle Radi.
Congratulations, my dear.
Be happy, Mom!
Bless you, my child. Thank you, honey.
-Bless you, dear.
-Congratulations!
Are we going to keep congratulating
each other all night? Let's dance!
-Come on, girls.
-Move!
Hurry up.
-Hurry up and let everyone hear.
-Come on, girl.
I just came to congratulate
my beloved neighbor, Abdo.
Congratulations, young bride.
I brought my own music with me.
Here, girl.
-Put this on.
-Okay.
I won't find a better chance
to congratulate you and dance for you.
I'm learning my lesson from you
Teach my heart some more
About how to let you go and forget you
You are unjust to me, and your heart
Has never felt anything
How can I love you
When you treat me so cruelly?
Every time I see you
You hurt me more, and I learn more
But how can you be happy
When I'm in pain?
I thank you
For all your cruelty
And the pain you're causing me
I never loved anyone else
You are killing me
I'm learning my lesson from you
-Hello, Dad.
-Thank you.
What's with you?
Why are you hiding your joint?
Smoke up, don't worry.
Is today a holiday or what?
Your old, worn-out uncle, Radi,
did in his youth what the great Abdo Mota
could never do.
Come on now. Abdo Mota has done it all.
Not everything we do is right.
We all make mistakes, one way or another.
Tell me, Abdo.
-Are you happy with your job?
-It's good.
At least it makes me feel human.
Honestly, I didn't want you
to marry my daughter.
But she insisted and said...
"Abdo has goodness in his heart.
We need to bring it out in him."
I'll keep Angham safe forever, Uncle.
Angham is the apple of my eye, Abdo.
-Congratulations, Abdo.
-For what, sir?
Radi said you got engaged
to his daughter yesterday.
-Thank you, sir.
-I would've come if I was invited.
I'm a traditional man, too.
It was a small party, sir, and I was busy.
-Hopefully, you'll attend our wedding.
-God willing.
Here you go, sir.
-Congratulations.
-Thank you, sir.
No, please Abdo!
Is she for real?
No, please Abdo!
Hello. Yeah, Angham. We're done.
Good evening.
-What is it, girl?
-We're done!
Done? I'm not here to buy weed!
Don't play with me! Didn't you
and your cousin Angham get engaged?
And what is that to you?
What is it to me?
Right, because easy girls
belong to no-one!
Don't get it mixed up. Come on, now.
You know what you mean to me.
Stop it now.
I... Like they say,
I'm the keeper of your secrets.
I'm the lowlife who holds
all of your dark secrets.
Secrets you can never tell anyone else.
Do you know why I put up with all of this?
Because I love you so much.
I tell myself to be patient.
"Be patient with him."
-But you're nothing but a lowlife.
-Don't say that, Rabiaa.
I swear by your honor, I'm not lying.
My mom is forcing this marriage on me.
Marriage can end in divorce
and other problems,
but friendship lasts forever.
What do you mean?
Are you staying up tonight?
I love you, girl. I swear.
-I love you.
-Stop it.
God, you're so beautiful!
Go!
Oh, my God! What brings you here?
When my brother saw us together,
he cut your face and almost killed me.
-What do you want?
-Is that the way to greet me?
I thought you would welcome me
with open arms.
What do you want?
Have you lost your mind?
Come on, beautiful. Abdo isn't here.
And your mom is in a deep sleep.
-Fine, Yasser.
-Will you leave me at your door?
Let's go inside. This isn't right.
You think? This is all you'll get.
Come on, now.
This wouldn't be the first time.
Is Abdo back, Alia?
No, Mom, some kids
were just playing at the door.
-And making noise. The little rascals!
-The little rascals!
Here's more than you asked for.
This is too much, Abdo.
Nothing is too much for you, Rabiaa.
Thank you.
I don't know what I would've done
without you.
Don't worry.
But you haven't told me.
-Where did you get this money from?
-I have my ways.
I just got it.
Why can't we leave it at that?
Tell me, why do you need the money?
I'm sending it to my sister in Alexandria.
To pay Sayed's tuition fees.
You really want him to grow up
to be something.
Of course, Abdo.
He's all I've got.
I don't want him to suffer like I did.
You're a great woman, Rabiaa.
-Search in here.
-What's wrong? Oh, my God!
-Wake up!
-What did he do?
-What's wrong?
-Where's the jewelry?
What jewelry? Calm down, sir!
-We've found the jewelry, sir.
-Do you remember now?
-I know nothing about this, I swear!
-Move!
-Abdo!
-I swear, I didn't do anything!
-Abdo!
-I swear, I didn't do anything!
Abdo! Abdo!
Where are you taking me?
-No!
-God will punish you all!
-Throw him inside!
-I'm innocent!
Get inside!
-What did you do?
-Wait!
-My son!
-Go!
Abdo! Son!
Stop lying,
and tell me where you were
on Tuesday between 10:00 and 12:00 p.m.
I finished work and gave Awad,
the doorman, the car keys.
I left the villa at 10:00 p.m.,
then I met my friend, Hamasa, and we sat
in a small cafe on the coastal highway.
You think I’ll believe a dangerous
offender like Hamasa?
Enough bullshit!
Tell me where you hid the money,
and who was with you
during the break-in.
I swear, sir,
I had nothing to do with this.
-Listen, Radi.
-Yes, sir.
You knew that Abdo
was a dangerous offender.
Why did you get him hired
as a driver for Mr. Nasef?
I thought, sir, that...
maybe he had turned a new leaf.
Isn't Abdo your daughter's fiancé?
-Yes, sir.
-Listen to this, then.
-What?
-Do you know that you're also a suspect
in the villa robbery and murder?
Me? It's not true, sir, I swear.
I swear I had nothing to do with this.
God help us all.
Are you going to speak now, Abdo?
I'll talk, sir.
I'm a registered offender.
I hurt a lot of people, and I was unjust.
I know you won't believe anything I say.
And I know that the evidence points to me.
But the poor man outside is innocent.
I did everything, sir.
I'll leave you two alone for a while.
Come and stand outside.
We can't be together anymore, Abdo.
You're abandoning me, too, Angham?
You sold yourself out for cheap.
I didn't do it. I swear,
I'm innocent this time.
I believed you many times before, Abdo.
But I can't fool myself this time.
I could lie to anyone, even the police,
but never to you, Angham.
But you've lied to me about everything.
Even your love.
-I don't understand.
-Maybe Rabiaa can help.
The one you spent the night with
on the day of our engagement. Stop lying!
I've already told you, Mokhtar,
I won't give you my daughter's hand
in marriage.
And I've already told you
that I still want her.
Plus, I want to help you out, man.
I won't give my daughter's hand
in marriage to someone she doesn't want.
I accept, Dad.
She just said it!
You are as wise
as you are beautiful, Angham.
What a girl.
What have you done, Angham?
-I did what's right, Dad.
-Right?
You did what's right?
Is it right for you to marry
Mokhtar El Aw?
Who, then, Dad?
It's either Abdo, Mokhtar,
or remaining a spinster for life.
I'd prefer that you remain a spinster!
No, Dad. A marriage to Mokhtar
would be better.
Better than all these hardships
we deal with daily.
Life is against us! And that's not all!
The police come every day
to make things worse!
And our neighborhood is full of criminals!
Most are registered,
and the rest haven't been caught yet!
I'm tired of all this, Dad!
I can't take it anymore, Dad!
You're a faithful friend, Rabiaa.
Don't say that Abdo.
You're very dear to me.
My bed is cold and empty without you.
Are you getting visitors?
My mom and Alia visit me sometimes.
What about her highness?
Doesn't she visit you?
We went our separate ways, Rabiaa.
Don't worry.
I can get you anything you want.
Just leave this place.
You'll see what happens.
Thank you, Rabiaa.
Have you seen Hamasa?
I saw him at Hamdi Arnoos's wedding.
What are you planning to do, Abdo?
I'll tell you.
Mikha.
Come and sit down.
How are you?
I want to see Abdo, Rabiaa.
I wish I could help you.
But it's a complex procedure.
You need a permit.
I'll tell him
that you send your greetings.
Tell Abdo that I love him
very much, Rabiaa.
God bless you, Mikha.
I love you and I only want to be with you
I would be crazy if I ever thought
Of even looking at another woman
Your words are like music to my ears
And you're gorgeous
Your cheeks are like two red apples
And your lips are rosy
You captured my heart with your words
As if I'm struck by lightning
I love you, boy
I'm lost in your words
And I don't remember where I am
I'm too weak, I can't say no to you
Help me, Mom
The guy stole my heart
Help me, Mom
He stole my heart with his words
Help me, Mom
The boy is a smooth talker
He touched my hand
I was going to faint
He touched my hair
And my feet buckled under me
Oh, his love!
He asked for a kiss. Oh, my God!
What shall I do?
What shall I do?
I have fallen quickly for him, Mom
Please keep him here
There are no two like you in the world
They could write sonnets about your cheeks
All poets, including Bayram, Fouad Nigm
And Shaheen
I couldn't find a girl like you in Italy
Or Germany
That's why I want to make you
A statue
They can put it in Ramsis
Or Lebanon Square
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
I want to be with her and take her
As my wife
And live happily with her, Mom
He touched my eyes
And asked me if I love him
So I screamed, "Yes!"
He touched my heart
My heart almost stopped
He asked for a kiss. Oh, my God!
What shall I do?
He thinks it's so easy
What shall I do?
What shall I do?
I have fallen quickly for him, Mom
And if he wants me, I can't say no
Please keep him here
Your heart is pure as gold
And you're as sweet as honey
And your lips are amazing
When she smiles at me
My heart melts
When I see her, she sets my heart on fire
And my temperature rises
And when she touches me
She sets me on fire
I could write a hundred songs
About her eyes
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
She filled my heart
I cannot love another
I want her, Mom
I won't stop till she's mine
Help me, Mom
The boy is giving me heartache
Help me, Mom
I can't think straight
Help me, Mom
The boy is giving me heartache
Help me, Mom
The boy...
Help me, Mom
Hey, man!
My dear boy!
Come here, Sayed.
Come here. I missed you so much, son.
Has he been like this for long?
It's been a week, and the doctor says
he needs to be admitted to a hospital.
Honestly, sister,
I can't take care of him anymore.
Why, Sayed?
You need to be strong and fight this.
It hurts a lot, Mom.
My poor son.
I wish I was sick instead of you.
God keep you both safe.
The doctor said
that he's in the late stages.
Plus, with cancer...
-Cancer?
-I'm sorry.
I didn't want to tell you, but the doctor
said he has to go to the hospital...
-Oh, my son!
-...and cannot be treated at home.
-Plus, chemotherapy is very expensive.
-Oh, God!
Why?
God help me.
What did I do?
I'm just a poor woman.
Oh, my beloved son!
-Oh, my God!
-Search the place!
-What do you want, sir?
-Where is Abdo?
-He's in jail!
-So, you don't know that he ran away?
Oh, my God!
Looks like he's here.
Mota.
-Welcome back, my friend.
-How are you, Hamasa?
Abdo!
Don't be upset
because we didn't check on you.
-The police are being hard on everyone.
-Don't be mad with me, Abdo.
-We're friends.
-We're done, Lefty.
-It's over.
-Tell me what you want.
I'm fine.
Go now, Lefty.
-I need to talk to Hamasa privately.
-Is that so? Fine.
I don't want to see that deadbeat again.
Consider him gone. Tell me, my friend.
You had nothing to do with this, right?
I had nothing to do with it, I swear.
I was framed, Hamasa.
I wish I knew who did this to me.
Congratulations
on your engagement, Mokhtar.
-Though I wasn't invited.
-Thank you, sir.
I'm saving your invite for the wedding.
But why are you so interested in me?
I won't beat around the bush.
I want Abdo Mota.
And why should I get him for you?
Why would I go after Abdo Mota?
He's a scrawny kid and not worth my time.
And who told you I'm some kind of rat?
Listen, Mokhtar.
You want Angham, and we want Abdo.
You could say that we have
a common interest.
What does my fiancée have to do with this?
This way, we close our case and you marry
the girl without any problems.
-It's a good idea.
-Since you like it so much,
-call me if you learn anything.
-I won't just call.
I'll sort it out myself.
I'll do what you want.
I brought you here because this is
the safest place for you to hide.
Sit down.
-Thank you, Rabiaa.
-Don't mention it. May God protect you.
What do you plan to do, my friend?
I don't know.
After all the evil things I've done...
I'm paying the price now.
I got you some clothes
so you can get out of that rotten uniform.
I'm going to leave now.
I have something to do.
-See you.
-I'm leaving, too.
Don't worry. I'll bring you
breakfast tomorrow.
Rest a bit, my love.
-Come on, Hamasa.
-Let's go, Rabiaa.
What? Did you see a ghost?
What are you talking about?
There's no such thing as ghosts.
-Where are you going, honey?
-Where do you think?
-I have work to do.
-How's Abdo doing, Rabiaa?
Abdo again?
Does he follow you in your dreams, too?
He's gone. We're done now.
No, we're not! Where is Abdo?
Tell me!
Calm down! What has gotten into you?
If I found out where he was
and found out that you were hiding him...
I swear, I would end your life.
You saw him after he busted out of prison?
I did, boss.
-Why didn't you inform me?
-Honestly,
I thought you'd forgotten about him.
Where is Abdo hiding now?
I don't know. But Rabiaa knows where.
Rabiaa?
-What do you want?
-Stop jumping around! Tie her up.
What do you want?
What have I done? Careful!
You let me down, Rabiaa.
-What happens to liars, Bohtori?
-They go to hell, boss.
What about traitors, Dragon?
They go to hell, of course!
This is the law!
I've done nothing! What law?
What will you do to me?
Have you gone mad?
Shame on you, Rabiaa.
You chose to be ungrateful.
Who abandons heaven
so they can choose hell?
Who are you to distinguish
between heaven and hell?
Who do you think you are?
This is the law, Rabiaa.
What are you doing?
Your fate is decided, my pretty girl.
Get him!
It's just me, Mikha, Abdo.
Come and sit down, Mikha.
How are you, Abdo?
How are you, Mikha?
Is anyone with you?
No, I'm alone.
I'm mad at you, Abdo.
You're not the only one, Mikha.
The whole world is mad at me.
Why are you upset?
Because you let Yasser marry Alia...
after I told you that I love her!
-What do you mean by that?
-Yeah, Yasser married her.
I saw them playing house together.
-Abdo?
-Move, Lefty.
-We have nothing to talk about.
-Move!
Fine, Abdo.
Stop here, Lefty.
Get down. Get down!
Is this how you're going to be, now?
Yeah.
-You're threatening me with your knife?
-Yeah.
What do you want, Abdo?
Mota!
Mota?
I'm going to end you.
Abdo, I'm your friend, Lefty!
Stop squirming!
Kneel.
So, you fool, did you think
that I wouldn't get to you?
Spill, boy.
Fine, I'll tell you, Abdo.
Did you think I would
let you cut my face and do nothing?
-Spill, boy!
-I destroyed your whole life!
Speak! Spill, boy!
I broke into the villa.
And I killed the girl.
And I put the jewelry in your room.
Get to the end, boy.
And Mokhtar El Aw
orchestrated the whole thing!
How did you get into my house?
I'll tell you, Abdo, so you won't hurt
your head thinking about it.
Your sister is carrying my child,
Abdo Mota.
You have two choices now.
You either hand me to the cops...
and let everyone know about your sister.
Or you can hide your sister's scandal,
go to jail, and be a good uncle.
I think that the second choice
is much better.
There's no bad blood between friends.
What do you want, Mota?
I want to give Hamasa his fair share.
He sold me out to you
but didn't get his money.
-What a fair guy.
-You've got it all wrong, Abdo.
Stay out of this.
This is between two bosses.
You know what, Mota?
I've always admired you.
And you'll continue to admire me
to the end of your days.
So ambitious!
That's if you leave this place alive!
What they say is true, my friend.
If you ever see a white crow...
then you'll have a true friend.
You sold me out, Hamasa.
I didn't, Abdo. You destroyed your life
on your own, my friend.
Your friend? Stop acting like you're
my friend.
You look ridiculous.
Try something that suits you better.
Do you want to kill me, Abdo?
Fine, kill me.
Kill me!
I won't kill you, Hamasa,
because you're already dead to me.
I never thought...
that you would rob the villa
with Yasser the Lefty...
and sell out your friend... and brother.
According to the verdict
of case 842 in Cairo, 2012,
Mohamad Abdel Rahman Abbas
is found guilty.
He is sentenced to death by hanging
for unlawfully and willfully killing
Layla Mahmoud Zinhom
on 24th March, 2012.
The suspect has submitted an appeal
that was denied by the court...
Is there anything you wish,
Abdel Rahman?
You're the first person
who’s ever asked me that.
I'll tell you what I've always wished.
I wish that my sister
could have had a good marriage,
but being an ex-con,
I prevented that from happening.
So, she married Mikha,
the retard, in the end.
I wish that Angham could have known
that I truly loved her...
and that she made me a better man.
But Fate did not leave me be.
I wish I had asked Rabiaa to forgive me
for all she had suffered because of me.
I wish Mokhtar El Aw would've
left me alone after I'd left him.
I wish that friendship
were more than a word.
I wish that my friend had been faithful.
I wish Yasser the Lefty had been honest
with me...
and asked for my sister's
hand in marriage.
I wouldn't have refused.
I wish I'd admitted to being
the father of Mariam's son,
whose only fault was loving
such worthless scum.
I wish that my mother raises him well
and teaches him what I never learned.
As for me...
I just wish to sell bread.
Subtitle translation by Ghada Amirdash
-Get dressed, quickly!
I knew that I was jinxed tonight!
-Abdo!
-Hamasa?
Man! You almost gave me a heart attack!
-What do you want?
-The police are here!
-And they're looking for you!
-What? I have the bag of weed with me!
Damn!
Come on!
I swear I was going to give myself in,
but I wanted to shower first.
Have a great day, sir.
THREE MONTHS LATER
Happy Holidays, Rabiaa.
Thank you. Is today a holiday?
Yeah, I've decided that every day
I spend here is a holiday.
I'll give the boys an official
day off, too.
I just wish you'd change your mind,
so we could make every day a holiday.
Or do you still love that guy, Mota?
Why are you bringing him up now?
Haven't you done enough?
Think he doesn't know you're the one
who put him in jail?
So what? I really feel bad for him.
He's a young fool who thought he could
stop a moving train. He wanted to defy me.
You wanted him out of the way
so you could have Angham to yourself.
Come on, Rabiaa,
do you want to ruin this day?
No. Let's keep it as a day of celebration.
That's much better.
-How are you, old woman?
-Hello.
Abdo Mota is back, Om Abdo!
Abdo Mota is back, everybody!
My man!
-Hello, Mota!
-Let's dance, everyone!
Yeah, the best man
just got out of prison today.
Welcome back, Abdo Mota!
Friends!
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Abdo Mota
-Oh, yeah!
-Abdo Mota
-Oh, yeah!
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-The festival is crowded
-Oh, yeah!
-There's meat and bread
-Oh, yeah!
-The festival is crowded
-Oh, yeah!
-Kids are wearing festive hats
-Oh, yeah!
-The festival is crowded
-Oh, yeah!
Kids are wearing festive hats
I saw, I saw
-I saw a dancer
-Oh, yeah!
-We locked eyes
-Oh, yeah!
-I saw a dancer
-Oh, yeah!
We locked eyes
I took the mic
And turned my hair into spikes
-I took the mic
-Oh, yeah!
-And turned my hair into spikes
-Oh, yeah!
-They put me on a swing
-My friend
-I wanted to ride it alone
-Raise your voice
-They put me on a swing
-I can't hear you
-I wanted to ride it alone
-Oh, yeah!
That's what I got out of friendship
I went to jail
That's what I got out of friendship
-I went to jail.
-What?
Is that a goat or a sheep?
I can't tell anymore
-Oh, my God!
-He's the devil in disguise
-Yeah!
-He's the devil in disguise
Blaming the good people
You think he'll run to your aid
But he's the first to bail on you
He's unjust, and he doesn't care
Lies are in his blood
-He's unjust and he doesn't care
-Oh, man!
-Lies are in his blood
-Oh, yeah!
-Life is fickle
-Yeah!
-One day, you're happy
-Yeah!
-The next, it turns on you
-Oh, yeah!
We stood three by three
Handcuffed
We stood three by three
Handcuffed
They took our valuables
They took our valuables
-They took away our fancy clothes
-Oh, yeah!
-They gave us a rosy suit
-Rosy
-They took away our fancy clothes
-Oh, yeah!
-They gave us a rosy suit
-Rosy
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Stop hitting us
-Mr. Policeman
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Hey, Mr. Policeman
-Stop hitting us
-Stop
Come over to visit me
In jail
It's my home now
Weed destroyed my life
It's my home now
Weed destroyed my life
Hey, listen to me
-You cannot fool me
-Oh, yeah!
-Hey, listen to me
-Oh, yeah!
-You cannot fool me
-I'm not a fool!
-Listen, man
-Listen, man
-Don't play games
-Don't play games
-Listen, man
-Listen, man
-Don't play games
-Oh, my God
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me
-Yeah, yeah
-Sing with me!
-Yeah! Yeah!
-Say it with me
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
Say it with me
Peace to you all
I'm clean now
God be with us all
No one is kind, everyone looks out
for number one
Have a great night
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
-Abdo Mota
-Yeah, yeah
My man!
-Welcome back, Mota.
-Thank you, boss.
-It's very kind of you to come.
-You're very dear to me.
-I swear, I'll repay your kindness.
-Thank you.
-Why won't you return my calls?
-I'm busy.
-What do you mean by that?
-I mean what I said.
What you said?
What about my child, Abdo?
I told you to get rid of it.
An abortion only costs 3,500 pounds.
-And I'll pay.
-What if I die?
-Don't worry. You'll be all right.
-Fine. Come with me.
Do you think it'll be a fun house?
It's no place for men.
God is my ally, and he'll make you pay.
God will make you pay, Abdo Mota.
God will make you pay.
It's you! Is that how you wake me up?
Good morning.
Smooth like butter.
-What?
-Your beans are as smooth as butter.
I hope you enjoyed it.
One cup of tea coming!
Do you truly mean that, girl?
Put your hand away before I break it!
I'm not a little girl!
I'm not a little girl.
Fine, you're a queen.
Yes, I am, whether you like it or not.
My God!
How I wish to have a son.
-Give me one pound.
-Oh, my God!
Get the hell out of here, boy!
-Good morning, my queen.
-That would be your mother.
You and your sharp tongue!
Why are you being mean like that?
I'm not being mean!
You just twist my words.
Fine. I’m hungry,
get me a plate of chili beans, quick.
And why are you in such a hurry, Mota?
You've been out of jail for six months
and you haven't changed.
I don't want to fight now,
I'm about to eat!
Why are you spitting poison
this morning, like a viper?
Where's your dad?
He's getting ready.
Mr. Nasef has a party tonight.
-And when will we have our own party?
-That's in God's hands.
When you're an honest man.
-I swear, you're a beauty queen.
-Stop it.
Do you know what I want?
I want to marry you before I die.
-Stop it!
-Plus, I am an honest man now.
I wash cars all night
with soap and cold water.
And I collect fares from bus drivers
during the day.
Fine, but you still have a sordid past.
And you know your uncle, Radi.
He doesn't like that at all.
Fine, go talk to him, then.
I knew this would be a shitty day!
What's the matter with him?
What are you doing, girl?
Do you think you're Nancy Ajram?
Stop this and help me!
I'm tired from all the chores!
-What's wrong, Mom? What did I do to you?
-God will punish you!
God will punish you!
Get up girl!
Get up and water the front lawn,
you good-for-nothing!
-Your brother, Abdo, is on his way!
-I'm tired. I can't do anything.
If someone hears you saying
that my brother Abdo is on his way,
they'll think that Abdo's some
prominent doctor, bringing gifts!
And stop saying that I'm good for nothing,
or I swear I'll move out!
And where would you go?
To hell, if that would give you
peace of mind!
I'll only have peace of mind
when you're married.
Married? And how is that going to happen?
How can I get a husband when your son
keeps going back to jail?
When a man comes to me
to ask me to marry him,
then as soon as he finds out
that my brother is an ex-con,
-he'll leave and never come back!
-Don't say that about your brother!
All that you have is because of him!
What are you saying?
Listen, Radi, my old man.
I'll get straight to the point.
-I want to marry Angham.
-That can't happen, Mokhtar.
-Why is that?
-Frankly, we run in different circles.
Yours is full of drugs
and other obstacles.
I can't let my daughter marry a drug lord.
-But you'd let her marry an ex-con.
-What do you mean by that?
-Mota.
-She won't marry Mota.
I will only let my daughter marry someone
who loves and takes care of her.
I'll take good care of her, Radi.
The best guy in this neighborhood
is the carpenter.
You’re so poor, a mouse couldn't find
something to eat at your house.
It'd kill itself.
But people are so ambitious.
Do you want her to marry Amr Hamzawi?
Be reasonable, Radi.
You need to rest.
Stop cooking beans all night
and working as a butler all day.
Listen, Mokhtar.
People with no money are poor.
But those who have money
and nothing else are even poorer.
We're done talking, Radi.
The tea is on me.
Where's your husband, woman?
Not again!
-Where are you going, Shabah?
-I can't pay you now, Abdo.
-I'll pay next time.
-I'd have said yes if you'd asked nicely.
But because of your attitude,
you must pay double, now.
This is my first run, Abdo. I work nights.
I haven't been working
all day for charity!
I can't believe this.
Here you go. Drop dead.
-You can go now, boy.
-Listen Mota!
Don't you dare boss me around!
I'm the boss here,
whether you like it or not!
I'm not scared of you, boy!
If you're scared,
you should've stayed in your village!
-I'm warning you, boy!
-Abdo!
-I'll show you, Abdo!
-Go now, Abdo!
-I'll show you, Abdo!
-Go now man!
If I see you here again, I'll kill you!
-Calm down, Abdo.
-Come on. Go, man.
You're amazing. You're so beautiful.
-By the way, where's your child's father?
-You mean, who is his father.
-Fine, who?
-Some guy, God forgive him.
He slept with me then ran away.
So, I gave the kid my late father's name.
Poor you.
You're really leading Mokhtar El Aw on.
-He adores you.
-What are you talking about?
He's rich and can buy a dozen men
like your scrawny lover boy, Abdo Mota.
What makes you bring up Abdo now?
I'm just going to tell it to you straight.
Everyone is talking about you.
-Spreading rumors about you both.
-I love him. So what?
And by the way, I've hated Mokhtar
since he ratted Abdo out to the police.
Abdo had it coming. He disobeyed Mokhtar.
Wake up and smell the roses.
That boy loves his cousin, the daughter
of Radi, the guy who sells beans.
Angham, his cousin.
Not Angham, the singer, honey!
-Six pounds for one kilo of cucumbers!
-Watermelons!
ABU AHMAD FRUITS
Sweet watermelons!
Sweet watermelons!
Sweet watermelons!
Red tomatoes!
They're fickle, just like women!
I want one-and-a-half kilos.
Try the sweet Egyptian cucumbers.
Shall I add a kilo of those?
No, I just want
one-and-a-half kilos of tomatoes.
-I'm telling you, they're really sweet.
-Get a grip! What's wrong with you?
Behave or I'll make your day
as black as night!
You're the one playing games here!
You bastard! I'm playing games here?
How dare you talk to me like that!
I'll make your day as black as night!
-Go, girl, or I'll teach you some manners!
-What? You bastard!
-Montasir!
-I'll show you!
-Go get Abdo!
-Consider it done!
-Is that your so-called protector?
-No! This is my protector!
-Don't make me hit you, woman!
-Hit me? I'll show you!
-Get your hands off me!
-You get your hands off me!
Stop what you're doing girl and behave!
-He's insulting your sister!
-Zip it, girl!
-No. I'll show him!
-Go home!
-No, I want to teach him a lesson!
-Go home!
-Go home!
-Fine, Abdo, you teach him a lesson!
How dare you?
Whoever crosses this line will die.
What?
Yeah!
Thank you, men.
-Hey, One-Eye!
-What?
-It's a police checkpoint.
-Oh, God!
Since when is there
a checkpoint here?
-It looks like a setup, man!
-Oh, my God!
Run, man!
Fire at them!
Stop the music!
I salute this neighborhood,
where strong men are born.
I salute the boss, Mokhtar El Aw!
A great man indeed.
And we're all brothers.
We're all brothers,
even if some are better than others.
I salute everyone in the neighborhood.
If you want to be a leader,
treat your people well. I want to dance.
Oka Remix!
You want to be unique
But there are those who envy you
I dare you, I'm here
What do you want to do?
I dare you, I'm here
I've come to play with you
I closed my door and was walking
Past the neighbor's door
A girl tried to jinx me by painting
Voodoo symbols all over the walls
I pretended I didn't see it
I don't know what might happen to me
I might get possessed
I took a different path
Trying to mind my own business
I just want to get to work
And make some money
What do people want?
What are they doing?
What do people want?
What are they doing?
Some envy me, others hate me
Tell me what to do
Some envy me, others hate me
Tell me what to do
Oh, blessed mother
Of Hassan and Hussein
Protect us from the evil eye
Protect us from the evil eye
Oh, blessed mother
Of Hassan
And Hussein
Protect us from the evil eye
Some want to hurt me
And some harbor grudges
Some want to hurt me
And some harbor grudges
And there's someone watching
My every move who doesn't wish me well
And there's someone watching
My every move who doesn't wish me well
We've become some people's worst nightmare
After they were big shots
We've become some people's worst nightmare
After they were big shots
People are calling me
Some crazy and some sane
People are calling me
Some crazy and some sane
Some swear at me and make fun
And some thank me a lot
Some swear at me and make fun
And some thank me a lot
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, they're crazy
Everyone shows his true colors
Protect me from those who envy me
This is my story
Yeah, Kanni.
Did it all go well?
Good.
He's rich
He has millions but he still wants more
People never stop talking
They're envious
Nagging makes you want to run away
And doesn't bring you closer
Makes you want to run away
And doesn't bring you closer
They call me arrogant
They gossip about me and say I'm arrogant
They gossip about me
He thinks he's a singer, a good one too
He thinks he's a singer, a good one too
I'm a simple guy
God is my protector
And if you depend on God
You will never go astray
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, they're crazy
How could you leave the drugs behind?
You stupid mules.
There was nothing else we could do, boss.
We couldn't stay there.
If we hadn't acted fast,
we would've been captured, too.
Honestly, boss,
-there's something fishy going on here.
-What do you mean?
The police aren't that smart,
but this is the second bust this month.
Someone is ratting us out
to the police, boss.
Right, Saadawi, go get Yasser the Lefty.
-Done, boss.
-It seems, men,
that they know everything about us.
Put out that nasty cigarette.
I couldn't eat all this without you.
So, you like me now?
Stuffed pigeon?
I've only seen pigeons in the air.
I'll like you even more
when you're on the straight and narrow.
I'm an honest man.
Abdo, I want a man who would
bring me the world and put it at my feet.
And if he can't, I'll stand with him
against the world. Here.
That's why I want to be rich,
so I can get you all you want.
What do you think I'm putting myself
in harm's way for? My mother?
We're doing nothing until we're
man and wife, Mota. Don't make me leave.
Woman, wait! Stop being mean.
I'm nothing without you,
like a street without lights.
Like a crossing without traffic lights.
Like a cup of tea without a cigarette.
-"Cigarette"?
-That's poetry.
-Give me a kiss.
-Abdo, behave!
Hello, Khaled.
Come here.
-Were you at the hospital today?
-Yeah.
-Who told you?
-So, it's true, then.
What about the baby you're carrying?
-What are you talking about?
-The reason you wear loose clothes.
I was at the hospital today.
I met a doctor who's a friend of mine,
and he told me everything, you slut!
You've brought shame to us!
Who did this?
You want to make a scandal?
Have you no shame?
-Who did this? Tell me!
-I don't know!
Bullshit! Tell me!
-Abdo!
-Abdo who?
-Abdo Mota!
-What?
I don't force anyone to buy weed from me.
I sell only to those who have the money.
And if money is tight for them, I give
them time to pay. Could I be any better?
Plus, I don't buy or sell.
Hamasa and Yasser do that.
Everyone has their own specialty
in our business.
"Specialty"? And what's yours?
-I ensure that things go smoothly.
-"Smoothly"?
Listen here, Mota.
Don't play games with me!
I've said my piece. If you want
to marry me, then change your ways.
If you don't want to marry me,
stay as you are.
Go home now.
Join me.
-I'll make you some tea.
-I don't want tea or coffee!
Don't raise your voice, please.
You're a student, and your sister's
reputation is yours, too.
My advice is to never mention this again.
So, you know why I'm here, then.
-Your sister told me two days ago.
-What about the child she's carrying?
That's her problem, not mine.
And what makes you so sure it's mine?
If you got food poisoning,
could you say exactly what food caused it?
Or do you just want
to blame me, regardless?
Bastard!
This isn't my problem. Tell your sister
to stop spreading rumors about me!
I could kill and bury you where you stand.
I sent for you yesterday.
Why didn't you come?
I was busy with work, boss.
As soon as I got home and saw
Saadawi waiting for me, I came here.
Who ratted Mokhtar El Aw out, Lefty?
-I swear that I don't know, boss.
-You do know.
-Abdo Mota, right?
-I just follow orders, boss.
When we were at the wedding party,
Abdo got an anonymous call.
I heard him mention someone called Kanni,
and then he seemed to become very happy.
That phone call was about the bust, right?
When Abdo ventured out
on his own, I let him be,
since we all have our own ambitions.
What's wrong if Abdo dreams
of a better future?
What a shame.
The devil played with his mind,
and told him to move Mokhtar El Aw
out of his way.
Ambition!
It seems that the virus of ambition
has spread.
-Do you listen to Feiruz, Kanni?
-No boss, I swear.
-Give me your phone
-It's off, boss.
That doesn't matter.
What a miracle. It turned on.
Nice.
Look, Kanni.
ABDO MOTA
Forgive me, boss.
I wish I could, son.
Only God forgives.
And we are only... human!
God rest his soul.
God rest his soul.
I want two pounds' worth of beans.
-Hot or sweet?
-Your sweetness is enough.
-I want chill beans, hun.
-God, grant me patience.
If it's patience you want,
take half a sleeping pill.
Those who visit you take sedatives, honey!
You have no manners, girl!
-I'm all out of manners, dear.
-I can get you some, little girl.
-What do you want, slut?
-Are you stupid, girl? Does your mom know?
-Your mother is the slut!
-Stop talking about my mother!
She's a decent woman, unlike your mother!
You've always been a loose woman!
People like you can't point fingers!
What's wrong with people like me,
you scum?
You're rotten,
just like the onions you use!
I've been more than patient with you!
Come here, girl!
Drop dead! Are you crazy?
Get out of here!
Come here!
Help!
Help!
What's wrong with you, woman?
Stop it, girl!
-Enough!
-You slut!
-I'll show you!
-Calm down, Rabiaa.
Do you hear what she's saying?
I said enough, woman!
-Come on.
-Where are you taking me?
-If someone sees us, it'll be a scandal!
-I want to tell you something important.
-What do you want?
-I've missed you, girl.
If you're playing with me, Lefty,
I'll kill you.
-No way. I love you.
-Prove it.
Everything is proof of my love to you.
You, me, the stars,
the sofa we're sitting on...
If this sofa could speak,
it'd tell you how much I love you.
-When will you marry me?
-Soon.
-My word is binding.
-No marriage certificate?
I said soon. We'll talk later.
How many weddings did we work yesterday?
Not enough. The people of Alexandria
need to step the weddings up.
We can't sell just small amounts anymore.
I'd love not to, but we need the money.
I have it. Just tell people
they need to double their orders.
Double their orders, okay.
Now, tell me, how's life treating you?
-Angham is killing me, Hamasa.
-Why, man? What does she want?
She wants me to sell bread.
Yeah. Everyone would make fun of me
It'd be a nice cover for the police.
-And what did he say?
-Nothing.
Since I suggested he sell bread,
he hasn't spoken to me.
-He's ignoring me.
-Try to convince him, but be kind.
I've tried that many times before.
I can't be patient anymore.
Do you want me to wait until the police
drag him out of our marital bed?
What if he went to jail
and died there, like your dad?
I'd mourn him for the rest of my life.
Where's Om Abdo?
-Come and listen to this, Auntie!
-I don't know what to tell you, dear.
-Abdo has a kind heart.
-No-one is contesting that
But you need to convince him
to sell bread.
-What's that noise outside?
-I don't know.
Oh, my God!
-Hello.
-Help us, dad!
What do you want?
What do you want from us
at this hour, Mokhtar?
It's none of your business.
Stay out of this.
I have a debt to settle
with that dog, Abdo.
-Abdo is no dog, you coward!
-Give me that!
This is very wrong, Mokhtar!
What's the matter with you?
I told you to stay out of it!
No! Let Alia go and hit me instead.
-Stay away, retard!
-Let go!
-Mokhtar!
-Leave the girl alone!
-I'm telling you to leave the girl alone!
-Enough!
Enough, Dragon.
Listen. Tell your beloved son that
this time, I only knocked down his garage.
Next time, I'll burn it down.
Pray that he's not inside
when this happens.
Take care.
"Take care"?
He's unbelievable!
I'm worried this time.
What did you do with Abdo?
Abdo met me on the way here, with Hoksha.
He took my car with the money and left.
Why is he so late?
-What is that?
-What is that?
Abdo, what took you so long?
The police were everywhere.
-Were you followed?
-Come on, not me.
Mota can handle things.
I jumped from one roof
to another until I got here.
Get the weed out, Lefty.
Hamasa!
Go open the door. It's my sister, Alia.
-Hamasa!
-Coming.
-Is Abdo here?
-Yeah, inside.
What's wrong, girl?
Aw and his men broke into our house
and beat us.
He says that he tore down your garage.
God be with us.
God be with us and help us.
Why are you still up, honey?
-It's nothing, Dad.
-Nothing?
I know you well. What's wrong?
I'm tired, Dad. I'm tired.
Tired? Of what, honey?
Abdo, Dad.
He's not good enough for you.
He's not a good fit for you.
He's a criminal, just like his dad.
The only thing keeping us
from never speaking to him again...
is your aunt, Wafiya.
-But I love him, Dad.
-But he doesn't love you.
If he loved you,
he would sacrifice for you,
but Abdo sacrifices nothing for no-one.
Abdo's path is very different from ours.
Believe me. I'm your father.
May God help us. May God help us.
Haven't I told you a million times
to come to me when you need something?
I couldn't help it, boss. My wife went
into labor and had to go to the hospital.
That's why I took out a loan.
Mokhtar El Aw's men
never ask for money, you fool.
Do I have to keep teaching you
how to act like men?
What do you have to say, Mr. Big Shot,
about someone who attacks the women
of a man's house when he's not around?
We'd like to hear your wise words, Mr. Aw.
I think that the world is upside down.
What weird times we're in,
where the sheep wants to fuck the wolf
and have his cubs! Such ambitiousness!
Why did you hit my sister, Mokhtar?
I just felt like it.
Have you forgotten that you answer
to your boss, Mokhtar El Aw?
Boss?
My boss is in my pants.
Want me to show you?
I'll kill you, Abdo Mota!
I'll kill you, Abdo Mota!
Men!
Hit him, One-Eye!
Hit him!
Hit him, Saadawi!
Beat him up!
Go home, Mota.
Your day has not yet come.
Mokhtar won't leave you alone.
Let him do whatever he wants.
-I want to end him.
-Stop this, Abdo, and think.
Did you want me to let him hit my sister
and tear down my garage and do nothing?
I would never say that. God forbid!
But you could've worked things out
sipping tea at the cafe.
What would that have costed you?
Seven cups of tea? I would've paid.
Mokhtar needed to be taught a lesson.
He needed to know who Abdo Mota is.
When you mess with the wolf,
you get what's coming to you.
You can't keep hitting everyone.
Have you forgotten what he did last time?
He hurt you real bad.
I'm telling you, Mokhtar is nothing.
His bark is worse than his bite.
Bread! Crunchy bread!
I haven't sold a single loaf! Bread!
Has this neighborhood moved on
from pita bread to baguettes? Bread!
Here, eat this sandwich.
-Enjoy.
-Thank you, Angham.
God keep your kids safe.
-Thank you.
-I wish I was Mikha.
What is my fortune, fortune teller?
Is my girl playing hard to get, or what?
Bread!
-Morning, Mota!
-Good morning, Hamasa.
-Nice spread, Mota!
-Get lost!
-Here are the newspapers, sir.
-Great.
Here are your coffees, ma'am, Mr. Nasef.
-Thank you, Radi.
-You're welcome, sir.
Do you know a nice guy
who could work as a driver here?
Yes, I have one, sir.
He needs to be reliable
and hardworking like you.
Consider it done, sir.
How, how, how
How can I describe, my love
My state before I fell in love with you?
Come on, man.
Your ugly voice has ruined my mood.
You be the judge, Mota.
Don't you like my voice?
-It's only a little hoarse.
-You do sound like a horse.
Abdo. I love your sister, Alia.
Will you let me marry her?
You're in love, too, Mikha?
My sister doesn't want
to get married right now.
-You must be high.
-Mikha is a good man.
-What brings you here?
-Calm down, Hamasa. Come on, man!
-I want to talk to Abdo.
-Hamasa, put your weapon away.
-Sit down, Bohtori.
-Thank you.
Do you find it acceptable for me
to be threatened in your hood, boss?
Say what you came here to say.
Man, your mother and sister
are like my own family!
I was only following orders,
and you know that.
Plus, you were one of Mokhtar's men.
You well know that this
was all because of his guy, Dragon.
I want you to forgive me, Abdo.
Just keep me out of your quarrel
with Mokhtar.
Calm down.
Thank you, boss.
Drink up, Bohtori.
I'm going to hit the john.
I'll be right back.
-Don't piss everywhere, man.
-No worries.
I know that he can't be trusted,
but he's our guest.
-What say you, Lefty?
-That's true.
-Hello and welcome, boss.
-"Boss"?
Why haven't I heard from you lately?
Have you found someone better?
I could never be without you.
-You're all I want.
-Good girl.
That's why you're in luck. Yeah.
Only good girls enjoy good luck, Rabiaa.
-Fine, give me some good luck.
-You first, honey.
I want you to tell me Abdo's secrets.
And how do I get you those?
Do I buy them at the shop?
Enough!
I know that he has a soft spot for you.
He truly is a very tender guy.
I'll make your tender guy...
a lesson to anyone
who thinks of following in his path.
What's wrong? You seem upset, just because
he taught you a lesson last time.
No-one teaches El Aw a lesson!
Are you okay, honey?
I need you to think clearly, Rabiaa.
Because I don't want to turn on you, okay?
Search the place.
Peace be upon you,
and God's blessings to you.
-May God accept your prayers, Abdo.
-You too, Hamasa.
Hand over the drugs, you two.
Do I have something here?
Stop fooling around and stand up!
Sir, Hamasa told me that
the Qibla is in this direction.
If it's in that direction,
I'll pray that way.
Are you a comedian now?
-No, sir. The Qibla is that way.
-What is wrong sir?
I'm a law-abiding citizen, now.
I turned a new leaf, sir.
We've found nothing, sir.
I love listening to Al Naqshbandi hymns
before I sleep.
What do you mean, they found nothing?
When Bohtori came over
while we were smoking weed,
Abdo told him to join us
but remained suspicious of him.
When Bohtori left, he searched the place
and found the three bags of weed
you told Bohtori to hide.
-Do you know where he hid them?
-He gave them to Rabiaa, the dancer.
I'll teach them both how to dance.
SATELLITE DISH AND RECEIVER
FOR 150 EGYPTIAN POUNDS
Mikha the retard!
Mikha the retard!
Mikha the retard!
You're okay, Mikha.
ABU IMAD'S KOSHARI
You're okay.
You're okay. I sent them away.
Sit down.
Why were they hitting me, Abdo?
I haven't done anything, Abdo.
-You little bastards!
-They called me a retard.
-Am I a retard, Abdo?
-Don't say that.
-Am I a retard?
-You're the smartest of anyone.
You're a wise man. They say, "Take wisdom
from the mouths of the... sane."
-What took you so long?
-I did everything I could
to find a way to get out without
my mother getting suspicious. I had to--
-How did you do it?
-No, please!
-People are looking at us!
-I'm going to kill you!
-Let's go home, move!
-Okay!
-It's just us men now.
-You don't understand!
-It's just us men now.
-You don't understand, Abdo!
-It's just us men now.
-You don't understand!
-Just listen! Come on, Abdo!
-I don't understand? Understand what?
I'm here to teach you a lesson, boy!
Fine, Abdo! I'll show you!
I was dreading this!
-I've been dreading this for a long time!
-Have mercy! Stop!
-Stop what?
-Enough!
I said many times that leaving the house
for no reason would lead her astray!
Stop it! Enough! Have mercy!
Mercy? You fell for
the worst guy in the neighborhood!
-Why?
-Enough!
-Oh, my God!
-She fell for a druggy!
She's made a joke of me!
Enough!
What? What?
Why are you so upset?
He's no more a druggy than you!
What? What?
-No-one else is like me!
-He is like you!
Who did you think would marry your sister?
A doctor?
Wake up and smell the roses!
You're an ex-con!
I want you to marry a good man.
-Let me go!
-Come on, now!
A penny for your thoughts.
Here's your tea.
Why are you upset? All is good now.
-Thank God.
-You will be the best chauffeur ever!
You make me feel
like I'm running for president.
Why wouldn't you? Come on, cheer up.
-You know, Angham...
-What?
Sometimes, I feel that if I had a degree,
my life would be much better.
But when I go to the cafe
and look at the educated guys,
I see that they, too,
have their own problems.
Anyone can get their fair share in life.
Plus, you can read and write well.
But where do I find someone
who understands the meaning of the word...
What am I saying?
-Hey, old man?
-Yeah.
When does Mr. Nasef usually leave home?
He has no schedule.
Okay. I thought he was under the weather
or something.
No, he just doesn't have
a fixed schedule.
-Do you have any tea?
-Yeah.
Why don't you make us some?
-As you wish.
-Thank you.
Some live in castles,
and others live on the street.
BUSTANI CAFE
Congratulations, Abdo!
Alia is next.
Thanks. Hopefully, you'll see her
married too, Haj Radi.
-Congratulations, Abdo. Take this.
-Thank you, Mom.
Here, put a ring on her finger.
-Thank you, honey.
-Thank you, Mom.
I hope we all celebrate
your marriage soon.
Thank you, uncle Radi.
Congratulations, my dear.
Be happy, Mom!
Bless you, my child. Thank you, honey.
-Bless you, dear.
-Congratulations!
Are we going to keep congratulating
each other all night? Let's dance!
-Come on, girls.
-Move!
Hurry up.
-Hurry up and let everyone hear.
-Come on, girl.
I just came to congratulate
my beloved neighbor, Abdo.
Congratulations, young bride.
I brought my own music with me.
Here, girl.
-Put this on.
-Okay.
I won't find a better chance
to congratulate you and dance for you.
I'm learning my lesson from you
Teach my heart some more
About how to let you go and forget you
You are unjust to me, and your heart
Has never felt anything
How can I love you
When you treat me so cruelly?
Every time I see you
You hurt me more, and I learn more
But how can you be happy
When I'm in pain?
I thank you
For all your cruelty
And the pain you're causing me
I never loved anyone else
You are killing me
I'm learning my lesson from you
-Hello, Dad.
-Thank you.
What's with you?
Why are you hiding your joint?
Smoke up, don't worry.
Is today a holiday or what?
Your old, worn-out uncle, Radi,
did in his youth what the great Abdo Mota
could never do.
Come on now. Abdo Mota has done it all.
Not everything we do is right.
We all make mistakes, one way or another.
Tell me, Abdo.
-Are you happy with your job?
-It's good.
At least it makes me feel human.
Honestly, I didn't want you
to marry my daughter.
But she insisted and said...
"Abdo has goodness in his heart.
We need to bring it out in him."
I'll keep Angham safe forever, Uncle.
Angham is the apple of my eye, Abdo.
-Congratulations, Abdo.
-For what, sir?
Radi said you got engaged
to his daughter yesterday.
-Thank you, sir.
-I would've come if I was invited.
I'm a traditional man, too.
It was a small party, sir, and I was busy.
-Hopefully, you'll attend our wedding.
-God willing.
Here you go, sir.
-Congratulations.
-Thank you, sir.
No, please Abdo!
Is she for real?
No, please Abdo!
Hello. Yeah, Angham. We're done.
Good evening.
-What is it, girl?
-We're done!
Done? I'm not here to buy weed!
Don't play with me! Didn't you
and your cousin Angham get engaged?
And what is that to you?
What is it to me?
Right, because easy girls
belong to no-one!
Don't get it mixed up. Come on, now.
You know what you mean to me.
Stop it now.
I... Like they say,
I'm the keeper of your secrets.
I'm the lowlife who holds
all of your dark secrets.
Secrets you can never tell anyone else.
Do you know why I put up with all of this?
Because I love you so much.
I tell myself to be patient.
"Be patient with him."
-But you're nothing but a lowlife.
-Don't say that, Rabiaa.
I swear by your honor, I'm not lying.
My mom is forcing this marriage on me.
Marriage can end in divorce
and other problems,
but friendship lasts forever.
What do you mean?
Are you staying up tonight?
I love you, girl. I swear.
-I love you.
-Stop it.
God, you're so beautiful!
Go!
Oh, my God! What brings you here?
When my brother saw us together,
he cut your face and almost killed me.
-What do you want?
-Is that the way to greet me?
I thought you would welcome me
with open arms.
What do you want?
Have you lost your mind?
Come on, beautiful. Abdo isn't here.
And your mom is in a deep sleep.
-Fine, Yasser.
-Will you leave me at your door?
Let's go inside. This isn't right.
You think? This is all you'll get.
Come on, now.
This wouldn't be the first time.
Is Abdo back, Alia?
No, Mom, some kids
were just playing at the door.
-And making noise. The little rascals!
-The little rascals!
Here's more than you asked for.
This is too much, Abdo.
Nothing is too much for you, Rabiaa.
Thank you.
I don't know what I would've done
without you.
Don't worry.
But you haven't told me.
-Where did you get this money from?
-I have my ways.
I just got it.
Why can't we leave it at that?
Tell me, why do you need the money?
I'm sending it to my sister in Alexandria.
To pay Sayed's tuition fees.
You really want him to grow up
to be something.
Of course, Abdo.
He's all I've got.
I don't want him to suffer like I did.
You're a great woman, Rabiaa.
-Search in here.
-What's wrong? Oh, my God!
-Wake up!
-What did he do?
-What's wrong?
-Where's the jewelry?
What jewelry? Calm down, sir!
-We've found the jewelry, sir.
-Do you remember now?
-I know nothing about this, I swear!
-Move!
-Abdo!
-I swear, I didn't do anything!
-Abdo!
-I swear, I didn't do anything!
Abdo! Abdo!
Where are you taking me?
-No!
-God will punish you all!
-Throw him inside!
-I'm innocent!
Get inside!
-What did you do?
-Wait!
-My son!
-Go!
Abdo! Son!
Stop lying,
and tell me where you were
on Tuesday between 10:00 and 12:00 p.m.
I finished work and gave Awad,
the doorman, the car keys.
I left the villa at 10:00 p.m.,
then I met my friend, Hamasa, and we sat
in a small cafe on the coastal highway.
You think I’ll believe a dangerous
offender like Hamasa?
Enough bullshit!
Tell me where you hid the money,
and who was with you
during the break-in.
I swear, sir,
I had nothing to do with this.
-Listen, Radi.
-Yes, sir.
You knew that Abdo
was a dangerous offender.
Why did you get him hired
as a driver for Mr. Nasef?
I thought, sir, that...
maybe he had turned a new leaf.
Isn't Abdo your daughter's fiancé?
-Yes, sir.
-Listen to this, then.
-What?
-Do you know that you're also a suspect
in the villa robbery and murder?
Me? It's not true, sir, I swear.
I swear I had nothing to do with this.
God help us all.
Are you going to speak now, Abdo?
I'll talk, sir.
I'm a registered offender.
I hurt a lot of people, and I was unjust.
I know you won't believe anything I say.
And I know that the evidence points to me.
But the poor man outside is innocent.
I did everything, sir.
I'll leave you two alone for a while.
Come and stand outside.
We can't be together anymore, Abdo.
You're abandoning me, too, Angham?
You sold yourself out for cheap.
I didn't do it. I swear,
I'm innocent this time.
I believed you many times before, Abdo.
But I can't fool myself this time.
I could lie to anyone, even the police,
but never to you, Angham.
But you've lied to me about everything.
Even your love.
-I don't understand.
-Maybe Rabiaa can help.
The one you spent the night with
on the day of our engagement. Stop lying!
I've already told you, Mokhtar,
I won't give you my daughter's hand
in marriage.
And I've already told you
that I still want her.
Plus, I want to help you out, man.
I won't give my daughter's hand
in marriage to someone she doesn't want.
I accept, Dad.
She just said it!
You are as wise
as you are beautiful, Angham.
What a girl.
What have you done, Angham?
-I did what's right, Dad.
-Right?
You did what's right?
Is it right for you to marry
Mokhtar El Aw?
Who, then, Dad?
It's either Abdo, Mokhtar,
or remaining a spinster for life.
I'd prefer that you remain a spinster!
No, Dad. A marriage to Mokhtar
would be better.
Better than all these hardships
we deal with daily.
Life is against us! And that's not all!
The police come every day
to make things worse!
And our neighborhood is full of criminals!
Most are registered,
and the rest haven't been caught yet!
I'm tired of all this, Dad!
I can't take it anymore, Dad!
You're a faithful friend, Rabiaa.
Don't say that Abdo.
You're very dear to me.
My bed is cold and empty without you.
Are you getting visitors?
My mom and Alia visit me sometimes.
What about her highness?
Doesn't she visit you?
We went our separate ways, Rabiaa.
Don't worry.
I can get you anything you want.
Just leave this place.
You'll see what happens.
Thank you, Rabiaa.
Have you seen Hamasa?
I saw him at Hamdi Arnoos's wedding.
What are you planning to do, Abdo?
I'll tell you.
Mikha.
Come and sit down.
How are you?
I want to see Abdo, Rabiaa.
I wish I could help you.
But it's a complex procedure.
You need a permit.
I'll tell him
that you send your greetings.
Tell Abdo that I love him
very much, Rabiaa.
God bless you, Mikha.
I love you and I only want to be with you
I would be crazy if I ever thought
Of even looking at another woman
Your words are like music to my ears
And you're gorgeous
Your cheeks are like two red apples
And your lips are rosy
You captured my heart with your words
As if I'm struck by lightning
I love you, boy
I'm lost in your words
And I don't remember where I am
I'm too weak, I can't say no to you
Help me, Mom
The guy stole my heart
Help me, Mom
He stole my heart with his words
Help me, Mom
The boy is a smooth talker
He touched my hand
I was going to faint
He touched my hair
And my feet buckled under me
Oh, his love!
He asked for a kiss. Oh, my God!
What shall I do?
What shall I do?
I have fallen quickly for him, Mom
Please keep him here
There are no two like you in the world
They could write sonnets about your cheeks
All poets, including Bayram, Fouad Nigm
And Shaheen
I couldn't find a girl like you in Italy
Or Germany
That's why I want to make you
A statue
They can put it in Ramsis
Or Lebanon Square
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
I want to be with her and take her
As my wife
And live happily with her, Mom
He touched my eyes
And asked me if I love him
So I screamed, "Yes!"
He touched my heart
My heart almost stopped
He asked for a kiss. Oh, my God!
What shall I do?
He thinks it's so easy
What shall I do?
What shall I do?
I have fallen quickly for him, Mom
And if he wants me, I can't say no
Please keep him here
Your heart is pure as gold
And you're as sweet as honey
And your lips are amazing
When she smiles at me
My heart melts
When I see her, she sets my heart on fire
And my temperature rises
And when she touches me
She sets me on fire
I could write a hundred songs
About her eyes
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
-You're like cream
-No, no
-So sweet
-No, no
She filled my heart
I cannot love another
I want her, Mom
I won't stop till she's mine
Help me, Mom
The boy is giving me heartache
Help me, Mom
I can't think straight
Help me, Mom
The boy is giving me heartache
Help me, Mom
The boy...
Help me, Mom
Hey, man!
My dear boy!
Come here, Sayed.
Come here. I missed you so much, son.
Has he been like this for long?
It's been a week, and the doctor says
he needs to be admitted to a hospital.
Honestly, sister,
I can't take care of him anymore.
Why, Sayed?
You need to be strong and fight this.
It hurts a lot, Mom.
My poor son.
I wish I was sick instead of you.
God keep you both safe.
The doctor said
that he's in the late stages.
Plus, with cancer...
-Cancer?
-I'm sorry.
I didn't want to tell you, but the doctor
said he has to go to the hospital...
-Oh, my son!
-...and cannot be treated at home.
-Plus, chemotherapy is very expensive.
-Oh, God!
Why?
God help me.
What did I do?
I'm just a poor woman.
Oh, my beloved son!
-Oh, my God!
-Search the place!
-What do you want, sir?
-Where is Abdo?
-He's in jail!
-So, you don't know that he ran away?
Oh, my God!
Looks like he's here.
Mota.
-Welcome back, my friend.
-How are you, Hamasa?
Abdo!
Don't be upset
because we didn't check on you.
-The police are being hard on everyone.
-Don't be mad with me, Abdo.
-We're friends.
-We're done, Lefty.
-It's over.
-Tell me what you want.
I'm fine.
Go now, Lefty.
-I need to talk to Hamasa privately.
-Is that so? Fine.
I don't want to see that deadbeat again.
Consider him gone. Tell me, my friend.
You had nothing to do with this, right?
I had nothing to do with it, I swear.
I was framed, Hamasa.
I wish I knew who did this to me.
Congratulations
on your engagement, Mokhtar.
-Though I wasn't invited.
-Thank you, sir.
I'm saving your invite for the wedding.
But why are you so interested in me?
I won't beat around the bush.
I want Abdo Mota.
And why should I get him for you?
Why would I go after Abdo Mota?
He's a scrawny kid and not worth my time.
And who told you I'm some kind of rat?
Listen, Mokhtar.
You want Angham, and we want Abdo.
You could say that we have
a common interest.
What does my fiancée have to do with this?
This way, we close our case and you marry
the girl without any problems.
-It's a good idea.
-Since you like it so much,
-call me if you learn anything.
-I won't just call.
I'll sort it out myself.
I'll do what you want.
I brought you here because this is
the safest place for you to hide.
Sit down.
-Thank you, Rabiaa.
-Don't mention it. May God protect you.
What do you plan to do, my friend?
I don't know.
After all the evil things I've done...
I'm paying the price now.
I got you some clothes
so you can get out of that rotten uniform.
I'm going to leave now.
I have something to do.
-See you.
-I'm leaving, too.
Don't worry. I'll bring you
breakfast tomorrow.
Rest a bit, my love.
-Come on, Hamasa.
-Let's go, Rabiaa.
What? Did you see a ghost?
What are you talking about?
There's no such thing as ghosts.
-Where are you going, honey?
-Where do you think?
-I have work to do.
-How's Abdo doing, Rabiaa?
Abdo again?
Does he follow you in your dreams, too?
He's gone. We're done now.
No, we're not! Where is Abdo?
Tell me!
Calm down! What has gotten into you?
If I found out where he was
and found out that you were hiding him...
I swear, I would end your life.
You saw him after he busted out of prison?
I did, boss.
-Why didn't you inform me?
-Honestly,
I thought you'd forgotten about him.
Where is Abdo hiding now?
I don't know. But Rabiaa knows where.
Rabiaa?
-What do you want?
-Stop jumping around! Tie her up.
What do you want?
What have I done? Careful!
You let me down, Rabiaa.
-What happens to liars, Bohtori?
-They go to hell, boss.
What about traitors, Dragon?
They go to hell, of course!
This is the law!
I've done nothing! What law?
What will you do to me?
Have you gone mad?
Shame on you, Rabiaa.
You chose to be ungrateful.
Who abandons heaven
so they can choose hell?
Who are you to distinguish
between heaven and hell?
Who do you think you are?
This is the law, Rabiaa.
What are you doing?
Your fate is decided, my pretty girl.
Get him!
It's just me, Mikha, Abdo.
Come and sit down, Mikha.
How are you, Abdo?
How are you, Mikha?
Is anyone with you?
No, I'm alone.
I'm mad at you, Abdo.
You're not the only one, Mikha.
The whole world is mad at me.
Why are you upset?
Because you let Yasser marry Alia...
after I told you that I love her!
-What do you mean by that?
-Yeah, Yasser married her.
I saw them playing house together.
-Abdo?
-Move, Lefty.
-We have nothing to talk about.
-Move!
Fine, Abdo.
Stop here, Lefty.
Get down. Get down!
Is this how you're going to be, now?
Yeah.
-You're threatening me with your knife?
-Yeah.
What do you want, Abdo?
Mota!
Mota?
I'm going to end you.
Abdo, I'm your friend, Lefty!
Stop squirming!
Kneel.
So, you fool, did you think
that I wouldn't get to you?
Spill, boy.
Fine, I'll tell you, Abdo.
Did you think I would
let you cut my face and do nothing?
-Spill, boy!
-I destroyed your whole life!
Speak! Spill, boy!
I broke into the villa.
And I killed the girl.
And I put the jewelry in your room.
Get to the end, boy.
And Mokhtar El Aw
orchestrated the whole thing!
How did you get into my house?
I'll tell you, Abdo, so you won't hurt
your head thinking about it.
Your sister is carrying my child,
Abdo Mota.
You have two choices now.
You either hand me to the cops...
and let everyone know about your sister.
Or you can hide your sister's scandal,
go to jail, and be a good uncle.
I think that the second choice
is much better.
There's no bad blood between friends.
What do you want, Mota?
I want to give Hamasa his fair share.
He sold me out to you
but didn't get his money.
-What a fair guy.
-You've got it all wrong, Abdo.
Stay out of this.
This is between two bosses.
You know what, Mota?
I've always admired you.
And you'll continue to admire me
to the end of your days.
So ambitious!
That's if you leave this place alive!
What they say is true, my friend.
If you ever see a white crow...
then you'll have a true friend.
You sold me out, Hamasa.
I didn't, Abdo. You destroyed your life
on your own, my friend.
Your friend? Stop acting like you're
my friend.
You look ridiculous.
Try something that suits you better.
Do you want to kill me, Abdo?
Fine, kill me.
Kill me!
I won't kill you, Hamasa,
because you're already dead to me.
I never thought...
that you would rob the villa
with Yasser the Lefty...
and sell out your friend... and brother.
According to the verdict
of case 842 in Cairo, 2012,
Mohamad Abdel Rahman Abbas
is found guilty.
He is sentenced to death by hanging
for unlawfully and willfully killing
Layla Mahmoud Zinhom
on 24th March, 2012.
The suspect has submitted an appeal
that was denied by the court...
Is there anything you wish,
Abdel Rahman?
You're the first person
who’s ever asked me that.
I'll tell you what I've always wished.
I wish that my sister
could have had a good marriage,
but being an ex-con,
I prevented that from happening.
So, she married Mikha,
the retard, in the end.
I wish that Angham could have known
that I truly loved her...
and that she made me a better man.
But Fate did not leave me be.
I wish I had asked Rabiaa to forgive me
for all she had suffered because of me.
I wish Mokhtar El Aw would've
left me alone after I'd left him.
I wish that friendship
were more than a word.
I wish that my friend had been faithful.
I wish Yasser the Lefty had been honest
with me...
and asked for my sister's
hand in marriage.
I wouldn't have refused.
I wish I'd admitted to being
the father of Mariam's son,
whose only fault was loving
such worthless scum.
I wish that my mother raises him well
and teaches him what I never learned.
As for me...
I just wish to sell bread.
Subtitle translation by Ghada Amirdash