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[reporter] This morning, international students
are setting off on long overdue trips
after pandemic travel restrictions
kept them apart from loved ones
for almost two years.
American families...
[station changing]
♪ I'm coming home I'm on my way to you... ♪
[women shriek, laugh]
I cannot believe this!
Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
Oh my goodness!
- Okay. - Here we go. Ready?
Bismillah! Bismillah! Bismillah!
[both shriek, laugh]
Yes! Ah! Oh my God!
Here you go. Oh yes!
BASMA
[announcement chime]
[man over PA] This is the last call.
Saudi Arabian Airlines announces
the departure of Flight 3752 to all the passengers...
Bassoum!
[laughs]
- You're here! - Didn't recognize you with the beard!
[both laugh]
- [Basma] I missed you! - I missed you too! What do you think?
Wow, my brother is looking slick.
- A beard and all. You look like a father. - Slick? A little.
- Born a dad. Give me this. - Officially. No, no. Leave it, please.
You can be independent back in America. Here you're my little sister. [laughs]
- Who are these? - They're my friends.
[both laugh]
Num, num, num! How I love me some cookies!
Oh, not the cookies!
This is Kaabur. Don't mix him up with the others.
- Who's Kaabur? - It's Kaabur.
By order of Mr. Solaiman, Kaabur came to welcome you in person.
Okay.
I've heard so much about you, fair lady. You're Bassouma, right?
I am Bassouma. Thanks for coming to welcome me, Kaabur.
Welcome to Jeddah!
It's good to see you're still making these things.
Making? Me? Someone made me?
Waleed!
[both laugh]
[pop music playing]
[both humming song]
♪ Your life is a mess ♪
♪ Your problems are too complicated Often annoying ♪
♪ When it comes to knowledge I know it all ♪
♪ But I could never figure out Your approach ♪
♪ Curse your love, you're beautiful Dragging men behind you ♪
♪ I named you angel, but you're my curse ♪
♪ That's life, nothing is perfect You're giving me hell either way ♪
♪ You don't get enough-- ♪
Bassouma!
[Waleed laughs]
- [woman] I've missed you! - I missed you too, Samira!
[all laugh]
- You cut your hair? - I did. You like it?
It's pretty.
I donated it to charity, but don't tell Mom.
- Take these, Samira. - Mama!
- [Samira] Mom, Bassouma is here! - Mom, I'm here.
- [Bassouma] Hind! Hi! - Hi!
[Hind] Welcome back home!
- Thank you, my dear. - [mother] Where's that girl of mine?
- Show me her! - Mom!
- [mother] Missed you! - Me too.
[mother] Two years we haven't seen you! Two years!
- What can I do? - Mmm, my love!
- [baby coos] - Oh my God!
Hi, Hamza!
Finally, we meet!
Oh!
Hi!
[sentimental music playing]
You know, he's a little baby. He doesn't talk or play yet. Only a baby.
And do you know how much you've grown?
[boy] But you haven't.
You were grown up before, and you're still grown up.
- [laughs] - [boy] Come see my holiday presents.
Is that for you?
It's for me, but I promised Mom I won't open it till she's back.
[chuckles]
WALEED, MOM, HIND, HAMZA
And where's Dad's?
My Dad?
No, your dad is here. I mean my Dad.
- [boy] Grandpa? - Uh-huh.
Grandpa's sick.
No, he pretends to be sick.
Solaiman, come to Mom. Come.
[Basma] Dad!
[melancholy music playing]
[Basma] What's going on? Did he move back into your room?
[mother] Uh, no, darling.
I've always wanted you to live in the same room again.
It's not that, Basma.
What is it, then?
Where's Baba?
Calm down and listen.
I am listening, but no one is saying anything.
Your dad left the house.
We separated about two months ago.
Since you were busy with your studies and your PhD,
I didn't want to disturb you with the news.
I've tried to avoid this for so many years.
But in the end, divorce seemed like the best decision for everyone.
And him too.
So you've been lying?
You were already sad enough that we missed your graduation day.
We didn't want you to be upset. More upset.
It was unbearable in the house. You're so lucky you weren't here.
You don't even live in this house to know that, Waleed.
Waleed, I understand that you were busy with Hamza,
and you didn't have the time to tell me the news.
But, Mom, you had plenty of time to ask me to buy herbs
and Vitamin C tablets
and joint supplements for the whole family, Mama!
You're saying you couldn't find one moment to tell me?
No, actually, not to tell me.
I didn't want you to tell me what you had decided.
You should have asked me.
Because, believe it or not, I'm your only daughter, Mom.
Didn't it cross your mind?
You didn't want to "distract me."
Dad moved to our old house in Salama.
If your dad starts to have one of his episodes,
take your sister and leave immediately.
And take care of your sister, please.
All right.
SAMEER AL GHAZZAWI
[inaudible] Dad.
[pensive music playing]
[doorbell buzzing]
Baba!
I'm here!
If he wanted to open the door, he would have done it by now.
Dad went downhill during the lockdown.
It was even dangerous at times, especially for Mom, huh?
Dad is a dangerous monster, right?
- Waleed, can you hear yourself? - Listen, it's too hot!
[doorbell buzzing]
[pensive music continues]
[woman] Welcome. Happy holidays!
Welcome, welcome. Happy holidays.
Happy holidays.
- [man 1] Hello. Happy Eid, sweetheart. - Happy holidays.
Hello, my darling.
[man 1] My sweet little darling. Happy holidays.
- [woman] Happy holidays. - [man 2] Happy holidays.
[man 1] May you be well.
[man 2] Happy holidays.
[Samira] Finally! There you are, Bassouma!
Since when does Mom buy gifts and celebrate the holidays like this?
She's starting a new family tradition.
You think keeping the family together would be a better tradition, wouldn't you?
You haven't changed a bit, Bassouma.
You get upset here, and a rash pops up here.
[Basma chuckles]
Some people are allergic to nuts or gluten,
but I'm allergic to my family.
[both laugh]
- [man 3] All good wishes. - [mother] Happy holidays.
- [man 3] And to you, thank you. - [man 4] Happy holidays.
[mother] May you return with a wife on your arm next year.
[man 4] You'll give us both gifts?
[mother] More like you'll be giving gifts to both of us.
[laughs] I think I'll stay single.
[man 1] Looks like Basma doesn't want her holiday gift.
I just wish I had met Grandma Roqaya.
If only! You would have adored each other. Where's your dad?
You'd better ask Waleed.
Where's your brother?
Tell him where the "golden boy" is.
He's coming to see you, dear. He must be on the way.
- Happy holidays, my child. - Thank you.
[mother] Happy holidays, my love.
[Basma chuckles]
Thank you.
- My sweet girl. Welcome back home. - Hi, Grandpa. I missed you.
You couldn't bring with you a nice American lady for your grandpa?
Hi!
I missed you.
Come on, let's take a selfie together.
- [girl] Cheese! - [grandpa] Good.
[woman] Could we stop talking about work? It's the holiday.
Welcome, our doctor. Welcome.
It's too soon for that.
Don't say too soon. You're almost there.
So you're happy that she studies?
Of course. She's making us all proud. Academia is for the intelligent only.
And the idiots run the family business, huh?
The only doctor in the family shows up, and we start butting heads.
What do you mean the only doctor?
Did you forget that your brother Adly is a doctor?
And what did Adly end up doing with his degree?
At least she's studying engineering,
not some bacteria and microbes that no one can see.
My PhD will be in environmental engineering.
Like father like daughter. Environmental nonsense.
- It's not nonsense. - No.
Microscopic bacteria is a unique field.
- Exactly. Unique like him. - Um...
I prepared a trivia quiz for after dinner.
[man 5] Oh my God, Mom! We know all the answers by heart.
The battle of Badr, the second Ramadan after Hijra.
And the last question is about the "battle of the trench."
Look at you! I bet you don't even fast for Ramadan!
FYI, I do fast. And who asked you?
What generation were you? Generation "B lazy"
- That's your generation. - Luai, you're Generation Z?
We are Generation A and A plus too.
Come on, Ibrahim.
Why don't we ask Grandpa what he wants to do this holiday?
What do you want to do, Grandpa?
To finish all this food your mom dumped on my plate.
[all laughing]
[grandfather] How will I finish all that? I only have one mouth!
What do I want?
I want to see you all around me, smiling, to hear you.
To hear you talk about what you're planning to do with your lives.
And our afterlives too.
Let them live this life first.
- As for the afterlife, leave that for me. - Mom!
- [Hind] Oh, that's Sulaiman. - [Waleed] Yes, it's Sulaiman.
Assalamu alaikum, everybody.
[woman] Welcome, my brother. Wa alaikum assalam.
- Baba! Baba came! - [Adly] Come, show me what happened.
[Waleed] What's the matter?
Let me see. Let your grandpa see what hurts.
This? That's nothing, kiddo.
It's just a little wound. No need to worry. Happy holidays.
- [Adly] You're good? - Dad.
Oh, hello, sunshine.
- How are you? - [Waleed] Are you okay?
- I missed you. - [Adly] I missed you more.
Finally, my angel came from the City of Angels.
What's this? Cut your hair to give your brain some air?
Just for a change. Don't you like it?
- Well... - [Basma giggles]
- I missed you. - I missed you all too.
- Hello, Dad. How are you? - How are you, son? Happy Holidays.
[grandfather] At last, your brother is here.
Here he comes.
- Welcome, Adly. We're so happy you came. - [Adly] Hello, happy holidays, dear.
- Happy holidays, my dear. Come in. - Bless you all. Assalamu alaikum.
Happy holidays.
- Please. - Eid Mubarak.
Hello, Uncle.
Father, please, please, please, please stay seated. Stay seated.
- My dear boy. - I'm here.
- I want to give you a hug. Happy holiday. - Of course, Dad. God bless you.
Happy holiday.
- Wishing you good health. - How are you, my son? How has it been?
I've been better but can't complain. Alhamdulillah.
- Bless you, my dear. - Mashallah, look at you.
Our golden boy is looking fine this holiday.
Huh?
Easy, Dad.
If you want to know how I am, ask my brother.
He knows my business better than I do.
- Alhamdulillah. - Bless you, Dad.
Your water, my dear.
The best of health to you.
- Come, Dad, sit next to me. - Take a seat.
- You see? - Come, please.
You see how medication can help?
Just wanted to make the point.
Tell you what?
I'll let you spend the holiday together, and I'll see you some other time.
Maybe when your gracious great uncle eventually allows it.
- Suit yourself. - [mother] Where are you going?
- Wait, wait! - Where are you going, dear? Wait!
[Basma] Dad, don't go. All right, I'll come with you. Samira!
- Yes? - [Basma] Bring me my cape and my bag.
- [Waleed] Dad, please listen. - Take the Tupperware with you.
[door lock clatters]
[pensive music playing]
I came to visit you at your grandpa's since my place isn't ready for visitors.
You're not a stranger, of course,
but I wish it was more sorted for your first visit.
I've only been here two months,
and things have been a bit rough.
I see you dropped science for fine art, Baba.
[chuckles]
And conceptual art.
You know, everyone is crazy about conceptual art right now.
- [Adly laughs] - [Basma] I'm serious.
- Guess what I got you. - [Adly] What did you get me?
But I ate some of them.
Your favorite treat from LA.
[laughs] Oh, my candied almonds.
Very good choice,
but it used to have a picture of a mountain, if I'm not mistaken.
You ate some of them?
- Good for you. - [laughs]
Dad, did you know that this was exhibited at an exhibition?
Sold for 150,000.
No joke.
But who's stupid enough to buy a banana as an artwork?
Look, the buyer is stupid,
but a person who claims a banana as his own art is a narcissistic snake.
To be honest, I prefer to have more stupid buyers
and fewer slimy sellers.
[liquid pouring]
Mom gave you those glasses? She loved them.
I broke two of them already like I broke your mom's heart.
Come.
♪ Narcissistic, tum-tum-tum ♪
♪ Slimy serpent, para-rara-rum ♪
♪ Terrible tyrant, tum-tum-tum ♪
♪ Adel, Adel ♪
[chuckles]
♪ My own brother ♪
♪ Awful Adel, tum-tum-tum ♪
♪ Cruel ♪
♪ Adel ♪
♪ Para-rara-rum ♪
Oh, Adel.
Sit down, child. [sighs]
- Here. - Thank you.
Do they taste the same as they used to?
A bit different
but very familiar.
Hmm!
You know, those days in Montana
were some of the happiest with your mom.
Hmm.
[melancholy music playing]
She told you the news, right?
Hmm.
She did.
- But everything will be all right, Dad. - Hmm.
[melancholy music continues]
[mother] I heard you went to your dad's home today.
[Basma] You call that "a home"?
You're getting better at sharing news.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
I need to sleep.
I feel terrible about this.
It's true, I should have told you earlier. I wouldn't have spoiled your holiday.
I'll be fine if I sleep.
Good night, my sweetie.
[knocking at door]
[door opens]
Your dad left this.
This is the only one left out of all the meds we got him.
He flushed everything else down the toilet.
He never accepted the idea of taking pills.
So you made him take his pills, and when he refused, you divorced him?
I'm moving in with him.
Don't be a fool.
You just got here. You need to rest.
And isn't your PhD viva in less than a month?
Remember how hard it was to get you to travel?
All the pain and suffering for your master's?
Don't go through that again.
But I did travel,
and Dad hasn't complained the last two years.
Mom, if you really wanna know how I spent last night,
I was thinking of Dad's love for you.
You saw for yourself how miserable we were.
Exactly, Mom. Exactly.
Both of you were suffering.
All our lives, we look for a partner for thick and thin.
You found yours.
What if maybe the source of your misery
was that medication you're holding in your hand,
which you thought would cure the illness
and bring back the good old days, right?
When will you understand that medication can't save our loved ones?
It can't even save an ant.
We save people, Mom. Us.
Medication can't do it alone, correct.
But what was I? Invisible?
I was there for him all the time by his side.
Basma, dear,
I want you to succeed despite this.
You are my priority.
Leave our problems to us.
Your problems are my problems.
I don't know how can you celebrate the holiday, Mama.
And why would I punish you?
You punish me when you celebrate!
And you punish me when you bring this drug into my room.
You can leave it. I'm going.
[hip-hop music playing]
[pensive music playing]
[laughs]
Hi!
[both laugh]
- Hi, girlfriend, hello! - Hi!
We're going to visit our great aunt, then we'll have my uncle's usual lunch.
- Then we'll go say hi to my cousin. - Yes.
Then we'll have tea at her place and maybe a second lunch.
Imagine, it's the second day of holiday, and we saw half the family already.
Oh, for God’s sake, Malik!
You moan about each single present.
You know how Malik is. Never good enough for him.
Wait a second.
What did you do to your hair, you crazy fool?
I cut it.
Cute.
Now, listen.
Two more days with your family, then you're with us, all right?
By the way, where are you? Is that your old house?
Listen, I think Dad's here.
Okay, talk to you later. Bye, bye, bye.
- See you soon! - [woman] Okay, bye-bye! Bye!
Bye.
[Adly] The place is not ready for guests.
[Basma] I'm not a guest.
[Adly sighs]
[door closes]
[pensive music playing]
[inhales]
[Adly] ♪ They have left me ♪
♪ Now my house is empty ♪
♪ Don't you blame me now Don't blame me ♪
♪ I was a Travolta They made me Jim Carrey ♪
♪ I need a sanctuary ♪
♪ Don't you blame me now ♪
♪ Don't blame me, no ♪
♪ Don't blame me ♪
They told you I'm sick, right?
Yeah.
Don't they know that bacteria have lived in these vents for 40 years?
That's very dangerous.
I have so many memories from here, Doctor.
Bassouma, remember? Remember when you were little?
You used to hide under that table, didn't you?
And when we found you, you'd be wearing
all your mother's clothes, lipstick, and high heels and all.
- How you've grown, Bassouma. - [laughs]
I did, but without lipstick or makeup.
Yes, you see how they made her cut her hair too?
[Samira] It's pretty. Bassouma's always pretty.
Of course Bassouma's pretty. We all know that she's pretty.
But those who mess with her head and change her ideas,
who can see them but me?
Who else can expose them, hmm?
[chuckles]
- What's going on? What's up? - I knocked it and can't put it back.
You don't know where the heart goes? The heart goes right here. Right here.
[Basma chuckles]
- [Adly] There, you got it. - Mm-hmm.
Like father like daughter.
[laughs]
[air whistling]
- [chair creaking] - [phone ringing]
[Basma slurps]
[phone continues ringing]
[Basma tuts]
- Mmm. - [woman] Hello?
Hello?
This is Dr. Hassan's gastroenterology clinic.
I'm calling to confirm Mr. Adly Seif Ed-Deen's appointment
for Monday at 11:00.
I'm his daughter. The patient's daughter.
He will be seen by Dr. Hassan since Dr. Mohammad is on leave.
Is that okay?
He's new to our clinic but highly recommended.
- Yes, that's all right. Thank you. - Happy holidays.
Happy holidays to you too. Thanks.
Okay, bye.
A new doctor does not mean a good one.
It'll be our first outing. Does it matter?
The hospital?
I think you need a secretary.
CALL LOG
[doorbell rings]
Must be your brother's donation.
- [door opens] - [Basma] Hi.
- [man] Greetings. This is from Mr. Waleed. - [Basma] Thank you.
[door closes]
Waleed sent food.
Tell your brother I don't need his damn charity.
[chuckles]
It's molokhiya. Molokhiya!
I don't like Molokhiya. You can eat it.
[cheerful music playing]
[gentle clank]
[chuckles]
I said two days, but suddenly, it felt too long.
I got you some coffee to help you study.
Study?
Did Mom send you or what? I'm not coming down.
- And how did you know the right building? - Well, I'm smart.
Smart? More like lucky
that Dad didn't see you standing in the street.
Hi, Uncle.
Happy holidays to you. I just wanted to wish you well.
[laughing]
Looks like we're going to have a lot of fun.
I'll kill you.
You can't prank me like that. You think I'm six?
- I wish you were six. - [Basma] Why is that?
If you were six, and I was eight, we would be watching Timon and Pumbaa.
♪ When I was a young warthog ♪
- ♪ Hakuna Matata ♪ - ♪ Hakuna Matata ♪
[laughs]
- You know what? - [Malik] Tell me.
I think I know where we can be six and eight again.
Where?
Chalets in Obhour.
[Malik] Let's go, then.
Go where? I'm going to bed.
- All right, good night, then. - Okay.
Sweet dreams.
[laughs]
Idiot. [laughs]
[chuckles]
Dr. Adly Seif Ed-Deen.
- The name is Mr. Adly? - Mm-hmm.
Doctor. Dr. Adly, if you please.
I was the senior scientist in the labs here for 20 years.
- Welcome back, Dr. Adly. - Thank you.
The gastroenterology clinic is on the second floor.
- But don't forget your mask, please. - Okay.
- Okay, I will. Thank you. - You're welcome.
[Hassan] The yellow eyes might be because of something we call jaundice.
Jaundice due to the accumulation--
Of bilirubin in the blood, hmm.
- Right. - Hmm.
[Hassan] Several things could cause yellowing of the eyes.
Uh, it could be dehydration. You're not drinking enough, maybe?
Or it might be another reason.
Worry, constant stress...
[laughing]
Constant stress.
[Basma] Waleed, of course she told you the fridge is empty because it is.
But we're not starving, you know?
Stop sending him food, please. He calls it charity.
- [Hassan] Over the past month... - [coughing]
...did you consume any drugs or any alcoholic drinks?
Could you please look at me when you're asking your routine questions?
Please, Doctor, hmm?
All right.
Doctor, tell me if you have been sexually active lately.
[coughing]
I mean, something other than the usual process.
- Anything at all? Any sexual encounters? - [coughing]
Waleed, did you know about his liver problem, yellow eyes,
and God knows what?
Did you do anything out of the ordinary?
- Anything unusual? Something new? - [coughing]
- I need you to tell me about... - [coughing]
...and not hide anything.
I'm telling you that I know things too. So please, please stop.
[coughing]
[Basma] Bye! Bye! I'll call you back!
Dad!
[unsettling music playing]
Sorry, I just...
[woman] Doctor, do whatever you like.
Give me a higher dose, but let me smoke and drink coffee, I beg you!
Baba?
[device beeps]
What? Did he put that wooden stick in your mouth?
[imitates coughing]
No. He stuck his nose where it doesn't belong.
Okay, I'm sorry. We won't come here again.
No one should apologize for the faults of others, my girl.
Sorry, I don't feel sorry.
Mister, COVID has died out, FYI.
Doctor. Doctor, if you please.
Doctor, mister, mister, doctor. It's all the same.
- Come on, Dad. - Come.
They enjoy stripping me of my title in this place. They love it.
Well, well. Look at that.
Did we amuse you enough today, brother?
Is that Dr. Hassan your latest tactic?
All you narcissistic snakes are trapping me with your trickery.
Dad, I wanna trap you with love. I'm hungry. Please, Dad. Bye, Uncle!
Bye. I'm hungry. I've been looking for you for half an hour.
[car horn honks]
This is kinda slow.
[car horn honks]
[car horns honking]
Dad, please!
- [car horns honking] - So sorry.
Would you be able to go a bit faster?
- You old man! Get off the road! - [car horns honking]
People are seriously weird.
They are not bothered by people driving at 140,
but they can't tolerate someone driving safely?
- [car horns honking] - Dad, do you call driving at 20 safe?
[car horn honking]
[car horns honking]
- Dad! - You want me to drive like those lunatics?
[Basma] No, definitely not.
[car horns honking]
Enjoy.
Man, she ordered penne.
Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle. You start, and I will fetch the penne.
Did you know that she flew for 22 hours just to come and see me?
Oh really? Great! Welcome back!
Thank you.
So you want me to show all of Jeddah that I think it's okay
to eat my food before her when she's flown for 22 hours?
Of course not, Baba.
[splutters] I'm sorry, Uncle. It will be here immediately.
Call me uncle once more,
and I'll break this plate on your face, understand?
Dad, this burger is great.
Mmm, it's so good.
[woman] I thought you didn't eat chicken.
If it was an elephant burger, I would've eaten it.
But he's so sweet to wait so you can eat together, isn't he?
Yeah, he's sweet and polite and cute and all.
But the way he expresses it! I was like, "Baba!"
That's his generation. My dad's the same.
- [woman] Yeah. - Yeah.
There. A victim of Grandpa's swimming school.
- [Basma] Show me. - [laughs]
Yeah, seriously. My dad learned to swim here.
[Basma chuckles]
My dad is always sitting on the beach in photos, but I doubt he ever swam.
- Wanna learn how to swim? - [gasps]
- [woman] You two are lunatics! - [all laugh]
[woman] The deck might break!
[Malik laughs]
And why do you have to drown me to teach me? How violent!
Strange.
I know a girl who drowned my brother and taught him such a good lesson
that he'll never forget.
- Me? - If only I could forget, Lola.
[all laugh]
We were kids.
- Three years ago, we were kids? - Yes, we were.
- Mmm. - [all laugh]
♪ Had I known my end ♪
- ♪ I wouldn't have begun ♪ - ♪ I wouldn't have begun ♪
♪ Pa-ra-rum ♪
♪ The blue waves in your eyes ♪
[all] ♪ Is luring me to the abyss ♪
♪ And I have no experience in love ♪
♪ Nor do I have a boat ♪
♪ I'm breathing underwater ♪
♪ I'm drowning ♪
♪ Drowning, drowning, drowning ♪
[all laugh]
Whoo!
So you're here to study or on holiday?
Seems like she's spending her holiday with her books.
But at my birthday party,
I'll make her forget her studies and all of the US.
I thought a master's degree was already enough for Aunt Manal.
Or maybe she has a love story back in the USA.
You can't hide it from us.
Laila!
What? She lived in LA, not in a nunnery or something.
All right, okay, I know I'm not a nun or religious at all,
but if I learned anything from my master's,
it's that friends can be anything like books, plants...
- Plants? - [Basma chuckles] Yeah.
Environmental engineering, remember?
[Laila] Hmm.
[Laila] Wait, what's that?
[Basma] Who are they?
Get down, get down!
Get down.
[whimsical music playing]
- [car door closes] - They look like fishermen.
- [Basma] Who are they? - [Laila] I guess it's fine.
[Basma] All right.
Shouldn't we leave since those guys are here?
You want to leave?
No, I don't. I need some quiet. You two talk a lot.
[both] What?
How many words would you like
so we can count them next time, Your Highness?
[Basma] And you ask too many questions.
[Basma laughs]
[soothing music playing]
[music fades]
[eerie music playing on TV]
[man on TV grunting in pain]
[screams]
[Basma gasps]
[man on TV screaming]
[man on TV whimpering]
It's what we hear?
You already know this is just makeup and ketchup,
but what you hear could be real.
[man on TV whimpering]
It's been ages since we watched a movie together.
[Adly moans]
Dinner?
This is dinner?
Well, yes, since one of us threw Waleed's food in the trash.
Was it me or you who did it?
Didn't you tell your brother that we don't need his charity?
Is the problem Waleed or the donation?
I swear I can find other donors.
[doorbell rings]
You and your brother will drive me crazy.
I'm not like him.
Coming!
- Good evening, ma'am. - Good evening.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Here. - Merci.
- [man] And a free gift for you. - Oh, thank you.
[man] Any time. Goodbye.
Dad, I need some help.
Hold on.
Okay.
Bougainvillea.
Evergreen, English.
Pothos.
I always forget the name of this one.
But it's known to purify the air and make it moist.
These are all living plants.
So we can say to Mom, Waleed, Samira, Hind, bye-bye,
and say to Mr. Peace Lily, welcome home.
They don't bite
♪ My beautiful bubble ♪
♪ Protect me from harm ♪
♪ Help me forget ♪
♪ My beautiful bubble Protect me from harm ♪
♪ Help me forget ♪
♪ My beautiful bubble Protect me from harm ♪
♪ Let me soar... ♪
[Basma] No, thanks. Thanks, bye.
♪ Help me forget ♪
♪ My beautiful bubble... ♪
Well, what do you know?
♪ Let me soar, help me forget ♪
♪ Across mountains and seas Take me high ♪
♪ Let the air weave your path ♪
♪ Across mountains and seas Take me high ♪
♪ Let the air weave your path ♪
[vacuum whirring]
[vacuum stops]
[Adly] What do they call people like you?
Vegetarians?
[chuckles]
Tree-huggers, perhaps?
Yeah.
[Basma groans]
[Basma whimpers]
[Adly] A plant in your house can help you breathe,
but too many can stifle you.
Who is it that told you that plants are good?
The narcissistic snake? Adel?
Dad, it's cool.
The nasty snake Adel? Unfair Adel?
- Well, I can-- - Let me, the doctor, treat you!
[pensive music playing]
This haircut reminds me of an American girl I used to know once.
Did you cut your hair to put off potential suitors, sweetie?
I think guys these days like short hair.
Don't worry.
Sleep well.
Good night, Baba.
[door closes]
- [Basma] Good morning. - Good morning.
[cereal rattling]
[Adly] Come, come. Look at this.
Yeah?
- These are from the remote control. - [chuckles]
And these are from the door knob.
We just spent two weeks cleaning the house, Dad.
And these, the restaurant knife.
What restaurant?
- Not the one we went to. - Can't leave them my fingerprints.
Not at all.
It seems like someone has been drinking more water.
Yes, so don't make me see that doctor.
Listen, I'm busy.
[Basma laughing]
Shall we go to the fish market,
or have you forgotten your old habits?
Hmm?
The two of us.
On Friday?
I have meetings.
Yes, then.
Bye!
[feel-good music playing]
[Malik] No, no, no. I'm not convinced.
No, no way.
[Basma laughs]
Oh! Be careful.
- My apologies. Sorry. - It's okay.
Come on, Noura. Are you okay?
- So you ready for your interview? - I don't have one today.
Huh? Didn't you ask for my help?
You better be ready. I'm a ruthless professor.
Really? [chuckles]
[laughs] What are you doing?
I want you to explain your work
to a panel of the most qualified scholars in the field.
- Go on. - Okay.
[laughs]
Hi, I'm Basma. [laughs]
Yes.
Okay.
LA has been hit by many earthquakes throughout its entire history.
It is constantly having to be literally rebuilt from the earth, the ground up.
Saudi Arabia, on the other hand,
was mostly desert, as you know, as you all know. Of course, right?
But look at it today. Think about it. Totally different.
It is very hard to imagine
that Saudi was completely desert in the past.
My research is very important for the field
because it sheds light on the similarities between them
and the difference that no one noticed.
For example, in 1994 in LA, okay,
an earthquake destroyed everything.
Chaos. Chaos, completely, Malik. Completely.
For a while, it looked exactly like Saudi Arabia when it was a desert,
yet look at it today!
[Malik clears throat]
Malik, look at it today!
- Now, what I want to say is-- - Why is this relevant now?
[sighs]
Because it is.
Yes, but in five, six years, none of this will matter.
We're going through so much change. Don't you see?
Yes, I do. [scoffs]
Why is it, Malik, that every time you see me getting somewhere,
you try and stand in my way?
[Malik] You said you want to make a difference.
Or did you just memorize all this just to get a degree
and go back to your lover boy?
Uh, okay.
I know that a lot has changed since you proposed to me.
[Malik tuts]
But if I remember correctly,
we agreed then to stay friends.
Stay friends?
If you want us to stay friends, be my guest.
But in that case,
I think you must stop playing Detective Conan with my life.
You're so old-fashioned. Detective Conan?
Okay, stop being hair in my soup. Better?
[Laila] Hi, Basma, you're here?
- [Malik] Hi. - [Basma] Hi.
- Malik, could you please check? - [Malik] Show me.
Is it okay?
- Will it be dry and pale? - [Malik] No, it's red and crunchy.
Yes. How are you?
Your brother's hearing is all better. He was mute just now.
[Malik] Hmm.
Just so you know, it's called "deaf."
Your brother was deaf just now.
PARANOID DELUSIONAL
- Hey. - Hi.
- [Adly] Are you studying? - Yes.
Did you know that LA and San Francisco will one day become one
because of the earthquakes?
The whole world will become one. One day. Judgment Day.
- Baba! - Hmm.
[Basma laughs]
Listen, about going to the fish market,
we always used to go as a family with Mom and all of that,
but your mom will not come with us now.
So I thought maybe you'd like Waleed to come?
Yes, of course.
Sounds good. Great.
I know it's late, but I wanted to check in with you, okay?
- Good night. - Good night.
- Shall I close the door? - Yes, please.
Okay.
[laughing]
[Adly] You're looking very fancy for the fish market.
[Basma laughs] Waleed always dresses better for the fish than he does for us.
Well, if you haven't realized,
today is a very special day for our family, you know?
It is?
It's Solaiman's first visit to the fish market.
- Right! - Huh? [laughs]
I used to bring your auntie and your dad here
when they were kids, just like you.
Uh, I'm not a kid.
- I'm a young man. - Right.
- You're a philosopher, you are. - Truly a philosopher.
- Dad, look at that. - Whoa!
Wow!
You chose such a big fish! God's blessing!
- The biggest. - I'll get it for you right away.
Yes, yes.
- [Waleed] You wanna take a photo? - You want to get a photo?
What do we say?
- [all] Hamour! - [camera shutter clicks]
[Waleed] Beautiful, beautiful.
- [Basma] Hi. - [Waleed] Look at the claws, Solaiman.
Hi, Yacoub.
- Hello, Dr. Adly. - Hey.
- How are you doing? - How are you?
I'm well. I haven't seen you for ages. Were you away?
How can I be away when I'm here? What do you have today?
We have hamour, shrimps, parrotfish, all fresh.
- The parrotfish is fresh? - Of course it is.
Give us parrotfish for my son Waleed.
- [laughs] So, big or small? - Give me two medium ones.
- Two medium ones. Okay, okay. - Yes.
- That's all? Anything else? - That's all.
No, no. Basma's cooking us sayadeya rice. Make it simple for her.
- Best to have it grilled. - Yes, exactly.
Marvelous.
So how do you like the fish market?
[Waleed] Happy?
[Solaiman] Isn't that Ibrahim?
- Ibrahim! - Whoa, who is this?
Hello, Prince Solaiman.
And Uncle Adly!
- How nice to see you. - Hello, my son.
How are you, Basma? Hello, Waleed.
Don't you have legs to stand on, young man?
Get down, fella.
Come to your dad.
Looks like this is a special visit for Basma.
- Basma's locked in here now. That's it! - Really?
- Your Dad here? - No, he was too lazy to come.
[Adly] Hmm.
Well, it was nice to see you. Especially you, Uncle.
- See you. - See you.
- [Ibrahim] Bye. - Bye.
Sending his son here. He's just a snake.
What, Baba?
Nothing, my dear. It's all good.
[Basma humming]
[doorbell rings]
- [door opens] - [indistinct chattering]
[Adly] How are you, my child? How are your kids?
Oh, Hamza! God bless.
[Hind] Go to your grandpa.
[humming continues]
I thought you said he was okay?
You said that too.
What's with the napkins on the AC?
Do you want bacteria from those old vents to choke us?
You're defending him now?
Waleed, can't you see that things are stable?
- Stable? - They are stable.
- For you, this is stable? - Yes, I think it's stable.
If the lovely food is burned, nothing will be stable.
- [gasps] Hi. - [Waleed] Yes.
He's asleep. My little prince is asleep.
Hi.
Look at that fancy dish!
- Is today Laila's birthday? - Yes, I'll head there after lunch.
- Is it a sleepover? - No, but a late one.
- [Hind] Ah, okay. - Prepare the tahina.
Okay.
Hey! How are you? My name is Akram. And when I move my hand, I move it...
Solaiman, come eat with us and play later.
[Solaiman] I'm not playing. I'm working like Dad.
That's strange. You haven't told your son that you're an engineer?
No, I haven't.
Why not?
- Because I'm not an engineer. - Hmm.
[baby crying]
- Finish your food. I'll check on him. - No, love. You stay. He's hungry.
Okay.
Now, that's something you would struggle to do, hmm?
- Baba! - Baba!
[Waleed] Dad, remember when I was little? I had a puppet that I really loved.
Do you remember it?
- I remember. - You do?
I swear. Don't you remember it?
You know, that one puppet led to everything else.
I only met Karbouj, right?
Kaabur.
Even Solaiman corrects you. Kaabur.
I saw Kaabur. He didn't seem chubby.
Isn't he tall and slim?
He got sick and lost a lot of blood and got slim.
- Cute. - Strange. Kaabur got slim?
Yes, he did, Dad.
That's a good thing.
Listen, kids...
I would like to say sorry to you all.
Hind, you're not a stranger. You're my daughter.
Even though I did not welcome you when you first entered our family.
I was going through some difficulties because of some narcissists,
and I wasn't able to celebrate you all.
And I'm sorry for that.
But let's be honest about it.
The situation is new for us all and painful.
Your mom and I got divorced for reasons you will understand when you get older.
But the most important thing
is that you all know that I wish Manal all the best.
As for me, even though my place is messy, uncomfortable, and small,
but my heart is big enough, and it's always open for you
with nothing but joy.
Baba.
[Waleed whispers] Bye, Dad.
- Here. - Thank you.
Bye, baby.
[Adly] Drive safe.
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
[Samira] Adam is old enough now, Bassouma.
He's 18 now, and I'm getting old.
Just bring him for Umrah.
God willing.
Come on, Samira. The driver is waiting downstairs.
All right.
Bassouma, don't forget to put the leftovers in the fridge,
or you will have those bacteria like your father.
[both laugh]
- [Adly groans] - [Samira] Goodbye Bassouma!
- Bye. - Bye, Doctor.
[Adly] Bye, Samira.
Oh!
I used to make this dish for my friends in the US.
It was gone in two minutes.
Even Julia loved it.
She wanted to visit Jeddah
to try mugalgal liver and potatoes with cumin on Gabil Street.
Dad, you had a Julia in the US?
Hold on. Of course you did. Who else did you have?
Margaret? Christina?
No. Only Julia, I swear.
I mentioned her recently
when I said your short hair reminds me of an old friend.
I became religious.
Not the constructive type, but the type that turns you off life.
My dad sent me to study abroad. I was very young.
- [Basma] Hmm. - Actually, it was down to your uncle Adel.
When my mom died,
Dad got depressed for a while and left all the decisions to your uncle.
- That reminds me. Don't move, okay? - Hmm.
- Don't move.
Mm-hmm.
[phone chimes]
SHAHAD, KHALED AND I WILL PICK YOU UP
Oh! Dad, there you are.
- Hey. - Look what I've got.
Solaiman forgot his puppet.
- Look. - What's this treasure?
[Adly] Where did you get these?
[Basma] Mom gave them to me.
[Adly] May you rest in peace, Mom.
She wouldn't let me out of her sight.
Remember Khaled Al-Rawi?
- Our neighbors' grandpa. - Yes, Malik and Laila.
Any kid that went by, whoosh! Threw them in the water.
Except me.
He was scared to death of my mother.
- [Basma] Really? - Mmm.
Oh! Montana.
Postcards from Montana.
Whoa! Baba, your handwriting!
Oh wow!
-"Dearest Dad." - Hmm.
"I'm writing this to you from Montana,
a city known for its pretty mountain roads."
"I've never seen so much greenery in my life."
"My classmates are very different,
but being here is better than being lonely with my bacteria over the break."
- [Adly] Hmm. -"I miss my Najat."
"And I wish to attend her wedding to Saud."
"Please ask my brother Adel to arrange that."
"Your loving son."
You went?
Sadly not.
But Najat and her husband came for their honeymoon.
She introduced me to your mom.
Of course. Mom was there with her parents.
My father was sure that I would fall for your mom immediately.
Who wouldn't fall for your mom immediately?
So it was love at first sight?
- Uh, maybe. - [Basma chuckles]
But it was also a love that filled a void.
You won't tell me what guy it is that likes your hair short?
Yes, when I find him.
Will it be Malik?
Malik? Dad, Malik is my brother.
- Brother! - Brother.
Are you kidding? He's not your brother though.
Really? Who used to stand here and yell,
"Malik and Laila. Waleed and Basma!"
-"You four better clean the floor!" - [laughing]
[laughing] Tell me who used to do that?
Baba, I'm off!
[feel-good music playing]
[car horn honking]
- [Basma] Sorry! - [man] You're late, Basma.
[woman] If you were coming from LA, you would arrive earlier, I swear.
[Basma laughs]
[electronic music playing]
- Hi! - Hi!
- Hi, you're finally here!
[both laughing]
[indistinct chattering]
- Hi, dear! - Hi!
[Laila] Hey!
[roosters crowing]
[electronic music continues]
[sheep bleating]
[music fades]
[Malik laughs]
Did you get to see the patient who got your hair?
No, they don't do that for privacy reasons.
So you could have sent them a horse's tail instead?
You really don't like it, do you?
No, it's beautiful.
It makes you look beautiful, and it's beautiful that you donated it.
And the woman you sent your hair to,
whoever and wherever she is, is now prettier with it.
- I'm blushing! - Really?
- [Malik laughs] - Really.
I never saw you blushing before.
[Malik] Give me that.
[both laughing]
[electronic music playing]
- Hey! - [Basma laughs]
[car horn honks]
[Basma] Here! I live here!
[man] Here, okay. One second.
[all] Goodbye!
[all] Bye! Bye! Bye!
[music fades]
[melancholy music playing]
[tape tearing]
Would you stop?
Would you please stop?
You've showed me all this time that you can be all right.
Or do you just not like being all right?
All right. Do you see that tree?
The one watching us while I fight with you like a monster.
He is the one who wants to show me at my worst.
Your uncle.
Your uncle is a deadly virus.
He spreads the infection everywhere he goes.
And his son, the prick who's trying to steal my grandson from me,
threatening me with his muscles!
Dad, it was depressing here.
Everything was scary.
If there is a virus, it'll be in here with us.
That's what you need to understand!
The virus is right here with us in the house, sweetie!
And you're manipulating everyone every which way, like puppets,
just to make yourself look good, huh?
And show off to the world how you're taking care of your sick father.
You're the one that is sick! Narcissistic snakes, all of you!
You call me a narcissistic snake? Now?
Dad, it's me!
When all I do is show people how proud I am of you, Dad?
Don't you know me? You're calling me a snake?
I'm the one who keeps saying you're not weak and you're not sick.
I'm the one who says you're not weak, and you're not sick.
Not weak. Not sick.
Dad I could never wish for a better father than you.
Of course, because I don't complain. Complain when you're not here with me.
My love for you makes me weak.
Two years!
You didn't ask about me or come to see me.
Two years!
And whenever I said anything, they said, "Don't you care about her studies?"
"Don't you care about her future?"
They lied about me and spoiled my longing to see you.
You think I didn't miss you while I was away?
I wasn't longing to see you?
To see my family and to see you?
You think, during the lockdown in the US, I wasn't crying alone?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I had responsibilities and that I got busy with my studies.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I was alone.
Sorry that I was trying. I'm sorry. Sorry that I couldn't--
Only an insensitive mother
would send a girl away for two whole years!
Two years! Two years weren't enough?
Dad, I came home to find it like this, so I decided to move in with you.
- What did you think I would do? - [Adly groaning]
[crying] Narcissistic snakes, all of you!
[Adly sobbing]
- Narcissistic snakes. - Dad.
All of you. Two years!
[sobbing]
Look at me?
Please, if you look at me,
you'll see that you're the best dad in the world.
I promise you. I could never wish for a better father.
I don't understand what happened.
I was only away a few hours.
I was happy we talked about the divorce, about our family,
and that we could still be a family despite what's happening.
Look at me.
They sent you away so I can't see you.
Then they cut your hair so you can't get married.
And then they sent you here to treat me with their drugs and deadly viruses!
- No. No. - To make me feel that I'm not a father.
- Not responsible and that I'm not a man! - No.
- Manal left. Waleed left. - No, no.
- And now you! You too! [screams] - [Basma screams]
- [man] Hey! Man! - [grunts]
[Adly] Argh! That's enough!
- [Adly sobbing] Enough is enough. - [doorbell buzzing]
Do you hear? Do you hear?
Cameras are recording everything in the house. I told you.
Do you hear?
[Adly crying]
[doorbell buzzing]
Dad, can you lower the television?
- Hello? - Is the house of Seif Ed-Deen?
- Yes. - This is the police.
Loud noises were reported coming from this address.
I was just sitting with my dad.
Screaming was heard.
[sniffles]
Perhaps the television was too loud.
That's good. Everything's okay?
- We're only here for your safety. - Everything is fine.
This house is dangerous.
It's full of snakes.
[Waleed] You always do this every single time.
- [Laila] Yes, it's my turn. - [Waleed] How is it your turn?
[Malik] So unfair.
Okay, okay. It's my turn.
[Waleed] My turn, my turn.
♪ Don't you blame me now ♪
♪ Don't blame me ♪
♪ I was a Travolta ♪
♪ They made me a Jim Carrey ♪
♪ I need a sanctuary ♪
♪ Don't you blame me now ♪
♪ Don't blame me, no ♪
[rocking chair squeaks]
- [Malik] Wow! - [Laila] Come on, faster!
Yeah!
[Waleed] You're always playing.
- [Laila] It's my turn now. - [Malik] It's my turn?
Whoo!
[all laughing]
[Laila] Yes, yes!
[exclaiming]
[breathing heavily]
[birds squawking]
[unsettling music playing]
[Solaiman] Aunt Basma. Aunt Basma. Aunt Basma.
This is my room. I live with my friend, Solaiman.
[Basma] Is it my smart nephew?
Did you die?
No, I didn't.
There is blood.
- Where? - Here.
[Basma groans]
[Waleed] You woke your aunt?
How are you?
Better?
Leave this to Mom, Daddy.
She's a pharmacy.
[Waleed] Oh really?
Go help her in the kitchen.
[Waleed chuckles]
She's a pharmacy. It's called a pharmacist.
- That boy will drive me crazy. - [Basma chuckles]
This will sting a little bit. A little bit.
- [groans] - Sorry, sorry.
- [Basma] Ouch. - Sorry.
Good.
I took down the newspapers.
I know.
Dad told me when he dropped you off.
Listen, come and stay with us now for a few days.
We are a cool, quiet family. The biggest drama we have...
...is when Hamza wakes us up in the night to have a feed or talk to someone.
[both laughing]
So what do you say?
It's a tempting offer, I must say.
But I have this interview.
In nine days.
And look how homeless I am with my stuff everywhere.
That's what I mean. Here you can focus.
Or at least go to Mom's. You know she's worried.
Waleed, why do you avoid Baba?
What I did wasn't hard.
I just made time. I was there for him.
If you pay attention, you'll see that Dad needs you the most.
I'm not kidding.
Waleed!
Scared of ending up like him?
"Scared of ending up like him."
I'm more scared of being around him than like him.
One day,
Dad took Kaabur, ripped him, and threw him out on the street.
I had to tell Solaiman that he was ill and got thin.
That Kaabur.
[Waleed moans]
Now, we have to make a story for Baskota.
[emotional music playing]
Why don't you tell him that I was hungry and took a bite?
I don't remember the last time I saw him this happy and relaxed.
Even Hind says you did the impossible.
Everything was fine. You saw that.
Sure.
But honestly, I was worried he'd flip at any second.
[music continues]
[whimpers]
[phone buzzing]
[music continues]
[phone chimes]
COFFEE?
NO, THANK YOU.
I'LL BE AT THE CABINS TOMORROW AT 7AM
I'D LOVE IT IF YOU CAME
[music continues]
[music fades]
Do you want to go for a spin?
[laughs]
I hope no one can see us.
[both laugh]
What's that?
That? Nothing. Waleed's kids.
I dreamt about you.
- Really? Tell me? - Mmm.
- We were at the walkway. - I was with you?
Can't remember. Everything felt heavy.
Is it, uh... Is it that time of the month?
What?
Are you for real now?
A woman can get emotional without that being the reason, you know?
We get down, upset, sad, just like you.
You seem unhappy.
Don't bother.
No! I'm the brother!
[laughing]
Okay, brother.
Can I ask you something?
Sure.
Why are you helping me with my interview?
How is it that, for some reason, you always know where to find me?
Hmm?
Very simple.
I'm helping you because you're my dearest friend,
and your dream is to be a doctor of engineering, isn't it?
Second reason,
maybe because you often disappear, don't know where you are,
and I want to support you.
I know because our families talk.
So you know.
I would have liked it
if you'd asked me to be there for you.
The PhD is my dream.
Not someone else's, but your dream for yourself.
And I respect that.
Can I ask you another?
And I thought my sister asked a lot.
[laughs]
Why are men just like kids?
They cry and carry on,
and it turns out they just wanted cake or had a stomachache.
Maybe because I proposed to you three years ago, and you rejected me.
Maybe because when you proposed, you said, "Listen, Basma, we're both getting older."
"Let's get married because no one else will have us. What do you say, huh?"
- That. - What's the problem, huh?
What's the problem?
You think I should marry my best friend just so I'm not alone?
Not because I wanna live with him and grow old with him and be with him?
I was just joking.
How could I have known that?
[Malik sighs]
Anyhow, why do we have to express our feelings to people we love?
Why can't I just say "caravan" or "milk" or "semaphore," huh?
[Basma chuckles]
What words would you use to tell someone you loved them?
Milk? Caravan?
Hmm?
I'd say Basma.
[emotional music playing]
I've been wanting to bring you here since last time.
You are six, and I'm eight.
[both laugh]
Baba?
Dad?
Baba!
Baba! Baba!
Dad, Dad, please!
Baba! Dad, wake up, please. What did you do?
Dad!
Baba! Baba, please, wake up.
[coin rattles]
[woman] Easy, easy.
Some things can be fixed, some things cannot be fixed.
So there's no hope it'll work?
My name's Amal, which means hope.
I'm Basma,
which means smile.
I guess you and I need superpowers to function, then.
Are you here with a relative?
My closest relative, my depression.
Sorry.
That's not so different from my family. Really.
As far as I know, we are in the safest place.
Here. Everywhere else? Full of experts.
Sugar. They tell us don't eat sugar, or they will cut your leg off.
Maybe even you can get blood.
Doesn't even have to be the right type of blood.
Or some people would shave their head for you.
As if that would save you or something.
I'd shave my head for Dad.
That would be for you. Not for your dad.
True.
[elevator bell dings]
Um...
My family's here.
Anyways, if you shaved your head, you'd look good.
Thank you.
Take care, Basma.
Bye.
[Adel] Did you call Ibrahim to move him to a private room?
I called him, Uncle. Everything is arranged.
[doctor] There's nothing to worry about.
He'll be under observation for a while till he can return home safely.
- Rest assured. - Thanks be to Allah.
- Don't worry, Uncle. - [doctor] Excuse me.
- Thanks. - Of course.
- Thank God. - I brought him holy Zamzam water.
We'll give it to the nurse to give it to him.
Doctor, I believe this is the best time to begin the treatment, right?
This is our best chance if everyone agrees, of course.
No doubt about it. This is crucial.
If he leaves, he won't come back.
This is what's best for him. Trust me. For his case, it's best to treat him.
[Waleed] We tried before, and...
Thank you, Doctor. Thanks, my family.
I stayed with Dad for over a month, and not one of you showed your face.
But on holidays and to hospitals, we come running, right?
Then you make it about yourself all the time
when I need to understand what happened.
Does it make you feel important?
You are important. You love Dad, you do.
And he loves you,
but could we pray for him from home and not here?
Aunt Zahar, give me the Zamzam water. The nurse will put it in his IV bag.
What IV bag?
Dad suffocated.
I wish he could drink Zamzam water. I wish.
- Basma. - Oh, dear God!
- [Basma] Have you seen him? - [Waleed] We're here for him. Relax.
Come sit next to me, Basma.
You too, Uncle Adel.
- Listen to him, my dear. - Basma!
Basma.
Come sit next to me, Basma.
Just hear what he has to say.
Please forgive her.
If he knew I was sitting here talking to you...
To whom?
His brother?
I'm his brother and your uncle, Basma.
I know you're confused and upset, and I understand,
but unfortunately, the illness, it also affects smart people.
Do you understand me?
Honey, your dad is trapped in thoughts he has no control over.
Thoughts that kept him from his work, from his wife,
and even his family.
And in the end, trust me, everyone will leave.
I didn't leave.
Had you not sent me to the US to study, I would've been here.
I saw the photos. I read the letters.
Seems like it's the family's way of treating people who are different
or smart.
Hmm?
If you are actually smart,
then you'll understand what I'm about to tell you now.
- What? - Your mom.
She wanted to file for divorce right after Waleed's marriage,
but she thought about you
and how extremely difficult that situation would be for you
all alone at your age.
She waited till you graduated
and encouraged you to pursue your goals and follow your dreams
until she saw you happy and settled.
She's a smart person.
But your father...
ah, your dad couldn't be with us for even one of these important moments
because of his sickness.
And that's why he feels pushed out.
He's playing the victim as if we're the bullies.
If you think your dad knows anything about your life over there, you're mistaken, no.
Your dad lives in the past.
Maybe, maybe your mom made a mistake when she kept her decision from you.
But I want you to know that she's a great woman
because she endured what none of us could endure.
[Basma] When I worked at the GEW firm,
I learned a great deal of teamwork, working under pressure and resilience.
And I think they're great elements for my PhD journey.
[man] Teamwork is clear in your records.
See, this PhD program is highly competitive,
so at this stage, we'd really like to know more about you, Basma
Yes. I realize that.
You know when you're in a situation you hate with a person you love?
Often, we think we need to change that person.
And we keep changing and changing,
but there's no way to make it any better
but to really change the situation itself.
The place, the atmosphere,
the ecosystem,
and the routine.
But mostly, mostly you need to change yourself.
I really thought that environmental engineering
will help me change the whole world around me,
but it really just helped me change myself.
What's wrong?
There are fava beans in America.
Seriously? You call what they have fava beans?
- That's a stretch. - All right.
- This much? - Yes.
When your dad and I used to fight over your traveling,
and I would try to convince him for days and nights,
it was because of that fire in your eyes when you spoke about your subject.
But don't think for a second that because you are on this path,
you made a decision you can't ever change it.
You might discover something new about yourself.
When you do something because you love it, it is totally different
from having to do something because you are forced to.
It has to come from here.
What if I want to change my decision for someone else?
He must be worth it.
Mom, everyone says they know everything.
Even I say that I know a lot of things,
but no one knows as much you do without even knowing that you do, Mom!
How do you know all this?
How? Tell me how?
[laughing]
♪ Don't blame me ♪
[monitor beeping]
♪ Don't blame me ♪
♪ I was a Travolta They made me Jim Carrey ♪
[laughs]
♪ Their decision ♪
♪ Sanctuary ♪
You and I are alike. Everyone says so.
They even say that you called me Basma because I brought a smile to your face.
Remember when you came back?
I said you'd run from the madness.
Oh yeah.
Honestly, I was scared you would.
Remember when we were kids, you gave me the broken joystick
as if I was playing with you, but I wasn't, really?
- Hmm? - [laughing] Yes, I remember.
I feel like you and Mom have been playing all along
and letting me believe that I was winning.
[emotional music playing]
[man on PA] This is the last call for all the passengers.
This is the free boarding announcement for Flight 89B.
Please have your boarding pass and identification ready.
Regular boarding will begin in ten minutes.
This is the last call...
If I could, I'd make you stay because I hate goodbyes.
Then why did you come?
Because I know it's not goodbye.
- So you know. - Yes, I do.
Dad kept asking about the weirdo who likes my short hair.
So he knows?
I feel like he does.
I got you "A Message from Under the Sea."
-"I'm drowning." - [laughs]
"I'm drowning." Thank you.
You're welcome.
[both laughing]
[Basma] I feel dizzy.
I feel dizzy. I have to go.
I'll miss you.
You too. Me too. Me too. I'll miss you.
- Bye. - All right, bye.
Take care.
[pop music playing]
[Basma laughs]
[Basma] You hear me?
If you ask me to start over?
I'll start all over again and again.
[pop music playing]
[doorbell rings]
[pop music continues]
[music fades]
[feel-good music playing]
[music fades]