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[narrator 1] All love stories begin with honey.
[narrator 2] A honeymoon.
By the way, most of the love stories we dream about,
like, for instance, Romeo and Juliet and-- No, wait a second.
Where's the honey in this?
They were both apart the whole time.
[narrator 1 stammers] Qays and Layla?
[narrator 2] There was no honey there either.
They married her off to another man, and he spent his life writing her poetry.
[narrator 1] Um, okay, okay. Uh, Noor and Hamad?
[narrator 2 stammers] Noor and Hamad? Uh, do you mean us?
- [Hamad] Yes. We had a honeymoon. - [Noor chuckles] You mean honeymoonish.
[screams]
Liar! You're a liar!
And I hate you. Do you hear me? I hate you!
- Why did I ever marry someone like you? - No problem. No problem at all.
Divorce me. Divorce me now! Divorce me!
[Hamad] Don't be alarmed. This is not how our story started.
[Noor] Not at all.
[Hamad] Our story started in a completely different way.
KUWAIT
He's here, he's here.
[Hamad] I'll never forget that day.
I worked so hard to convince the German company
to have me represent them in the local market.
- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.
My name is Hamad Saleh,
and I'm the manager of Saleh Investment Company.
Saleh is the CEO of the company.
And he just happens to also be my father.
[coworkers chattering]
[Noor] My name is Noor. I work as a fitness trainer.
Faster!
In life, a woman must always be strong and resilient.
Especially with men.
Men think we are weak and naive, even though we see through everything.
Nothing goes past us unnoticed.
- Men can never be trusted. - [grunting]
Except my Youssef.
Noor, there's something I need to tell you.
[Noor] He's the love of my life.
That day, he said he wanted to tell me something very important.
Of course, I didn't show that I understood,
but I had been dreaming of that moment for years.
[Hamad] I want you all to focus.
This project is very, very important.
I worked very hard on it, and I don't want any mistakes.
And I don't want any other file.
I need to get the German dealership.
We only have a month, so we must close the deal as soon as we can.
Sir, actually, uh,
the CEO suspended the project.
Why did he do that?
I've been working on it for three years.
He said that you, sir, must talk to him in person
if you want the project to resume.
[Youssef] Noor?
What's wrong?
Noor.
[stammers] A month and a half? A month and a half?
[grunting]
[Youssef] Do you know how much I'll miss you this time?
I'll miss you so much.
If I wasn't going on business to Beirut, I wouldn't be going alone.
- I'll be back soon. - [laughs]
[Noor] He knows best how to make me happy and win me over with a couple of words.
You know, Dad, I had a meeting today at the company.
And... [chuckles] And something crazy happened.
They said you stopped my project.
I said there must be a misunderstanding. [chuckles]
Misunderstanding, right?
No. It is suspended.
[stammers] What do you mean?
Didn't you say that you would help me have my own company?
Before thinking of having your company,
think about getting married and starting a family.
I want a grandson.
A grandson who carries your name and keeps the name of the family.
But, Dad, we talked about that.
This marriage business is always a failed project.
[upbeat music playing]
[phone beeps]
AMAL
[screaming]
[grunts]
I'm okay! Okay.
Dad, how will I get married so quickly?
What if she was evil and ruined all that we've built?
I mean, that you've built.
Listen carefully.
Unless you get married within one month
and send me the sonogram of my grandson,
you will not get the dealership for the German company,
nor will you have your own company at all.
And what's more, you won't inherit a thing from me when I pass away,
and I'll give all my wealth away to charity organizations.
Am I clear?
Marriage is a failed project, eh?
Keep thinking that way and you'll lose.
Amal, where did you get that picture from?
[groans]
Whose Instagram? Are you sure?
- Stop torturing me. - Noor, I'm very sure.
No. No, no, no, no.
There's gotta be a mistake. I'm sure there's a mistake.
You know that Youssef loves me. He loves me.
So how come? How come he goes and marries another woman?
Stop it, Noor.
He said he was going to Beirut for work and he would come back.
Isn't that right? I'm sure that there's been a mistake.
I'm sure. Check again, that account where you saw the picture.
- Check it and let me know. - Noor, enough. Stop it.
Youssef is married. It's done.
Hold on, hold on, hold on. Let me just understand this.
You want to get married in a week?
- Your wedding vow can't be done in a week. - My head's going to explode.
I can't even swallow the thought.
I'm about to lose the company and the dealership
because of this marriage thing.
Okay, I get that there's money and an inheritance involved,
but who would agree to marry you in a week?
Don't you keep telling me to settle down and get married?
- Go on. Find me a bride. - Me?
Aisha? Aisha, who used to go to school with us?
He leaves me to marry her? Why?
And what's more, their honeymoon is in Beirut?
Beirut?
[crying]
Look, Noor, had you listened to me and made him get engaged with you,
he wouldn't have married someone else.
Huh? Look where he is now.
He left you hanging like this.
- And look. What's all this? - None of your business.
None of your business.
Even if I eat this whole table, it's no one's business.
[sighs] Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Okay.
My dear, nobody can blame you.
What happened to you was harsh.
You know, you can cry, be upset, start eat-- Ow!
What? Me, cry? Of course I won't cry.
On the contrary, he's the one who will cry, and you will see, hmm?
When he sees that I got married in only less than one week,
wearing this white dress, looking gorgeous.
- And I'll make him cry. - Get out of here. Congrats.
Who is he?
- That's up to you, hmm? - Me?
Find me a husband.
I want a husband in less than 24 hours.
Who, how and when, I don't know. Just do it.
- Me? - [children giggling]
- Me? - Mm-hmm.
Enough!
I saw Noor today.
Poor thing.
Youssef played her.
I have to find her someone.
What?
[singsongy] Dun-dun-dah!
[imitates drumroll]
[laughing]
You're joking, right?
- You've got to be joking. - No.
He looks very, very traditional and very classic.
I mean, how would he and I be compatible together? It's impossible.
No, I can't believe you. I can't believe you.
- Man, she looks like trouble. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, man.
What are you talking about?
She comes from a good family, she's educated and has a college degree.
And she's Amal's friend.
[sighs] Come on, Noor. It's not like you're marrying him.
Uh, no, wait. You are.
I mean, it's only marriage, not love.
[Noor exhales heavily]
I, uh, I-- I'm messing things up. I'm messing things up?
- A little? - [clicks tongue]
Don't start, Amal. Don't start with that, okay? Don't start.
Man, just tell me. What do you have to lose?
Go meet her once. You might change your mind.
Please, Hamad, please.
- Just think about it. - [exhales heavily]
[sighs] Okay. When?
[bells tinkling]
[Hamad] I went to see her.
I kept thinking to myself that I should look edgy and bold.
[Noor] I went to see him, looking, oh, so cute and calm.
Exactly like how Amal told me.
Men prefer simpleminded girls.
[Hamad] And just like Wael told me, girls prefer men who are daring.
[Noor] Stay cute and calm, cute and calm, cute and--
- [screams] - [gasps]
[Noor] I'm okay. Okay.
Thanks for the flowers.
Do you spend all your free time here?
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
I, uh-- I love reading, to be honest. I adore reading.
So, whenever I have some free time, I prefer to spend it at the library.
Sometimes, um, when I have some more free time,
- I go to the club. - Club?
Uh, a cultural club. [chuckles]
A cultural club, like poetry nights, um, literary debates.
[chuckles] Uh, and sometimes, I also go to, uh, a sports club
to do some cardio, stay healthy.
I thought I must be honest with you from the start
because, uh, I don't ever like to lie. [inhales deeply]
And I also want to be honest with you.
Do you like traveling, going out and partying?
Because I like to do all that.
[chuckles]
You can teach me, of course, but I have no problem.
[sighs]
[Hamad] It looks like it's not going to work out.
[Noor] It won't work out at all.
That girl looks so stupid. I'm gonna have a hard time with her.
Listen, this guy looks silly and boring, and I don't have much patience.
- All right. - All right.
- No need for this marriage. - No need for this marriage.
[both sighing]
Will you marry me?
[gasps]
[chuckles]
[ululating]
[attendees cheering]
[Hamad] And here's where our story began.
[Noor] And what a sweet story!
[camera shutter clicking]
Brother, don't forget. We must collect all the flowers.
Why is that thing still there?
Hello, Auntie. You are here.
Is the wedding over already? I've just arrived.
They wanted to travel and went straight to the airport.
Oh, Auntie Samar.
Let me introduce you to Auntie Samar, mother of Noor, the bride.
And, uh, Auntie Iman,
- aunt of Hamad, the groom. - Excuse me.
Iman Abdallah?
[both chuckling]
Hamad's aunt? What a coincidence.
Yeah, isn't it? He's the son of my late sister.
What a small world. [chuckles]
I wish you had been with us at the wedding.
How adorable they look together. So cute. [chuckles]
Do you have another daughter?
No. Actually, I only have Noor. [chuckles]
No, no, no. It can't be. It can't be.
- It can't be. It can't be. - Can't be? Can't be? Can't be?
BEIRUT
[Amal] I got all the details for you.
Youssef is staying at a hotel in the mountains called Koroum.
But, Noor, please don't let Hamad know anything, huh?
And don't forget to delete this voicemail, okay?
Delete it.
[phone chimes]
AUNTIE
Whoo!
[Hamad] I get it. I get that you chose Lebanon for the honeymoon.
But why a hotel in the mountains?
There are so many better options at the seaside.
Come on, Hamad. What's up with you?
This hotel is highly recommended.
Also, this is where I'd like to stay. Here, in the mountains.
I don't even like the sea. What? You don't like it?
I'd like to welcome you to Koroum.
Delighted to have you.
- Thank you. - Welcome.
Monsieur, you'll enjoy your stay here.
The biggest celebrities have stayed with us.
Monsieur Phillipe Le Calaquee, uh, if you've heard of him.
Uh, Jean-Pierre Tu Jerentauve.
Our mattresses are made of ostrich feathers.
God bless you, dear.
But the big ones. They're huge.
We take the feathers and stuff them.
[breeze blowing]
[Noor breathes heavily]
[exhales heavily]
- [Hamad] Shall we? - [laughing]
Oh, Hamad! Hamad, you're so funny.
[laughing]
What's wrong with you?
You're so funny. Unbelievable!
Your sense of humor is--
Where's the key? Give it to me.
Good night. Quickly. Don't be late.
[phone chiming]
[sighs] Not now, Auntie.
[sighs]
Uh... [stammers] ...just a minute.
I, uh, I need to go to the bathroom for a second.
[whispering] He keeps looking at me like he wants, uh, to... [stammers]
I know it's to be expected, but I can't.
I can't. What do I do? Help me.
What are you saying? How? How?
I have no feelings for her. I can't approach her.
Noor, what you're doing is not okay.
You're a bride.
You must go out with him, entertain him, be flirty with him...
What? Be flirty? What do you mean, be flirty?
Okay. And if I get flirty with him, he approaches me.
What will I do? What will I do?
Easy, darling. Easy.
Pretend to be tired or that your head hurts. That's it.
Pretend to be dizzy.
Do everything exactly like I told you.
If you want a company, get him a grandson.
If you want to make Youssef jealous,
you must show that you're really enjoying your time with him.
I mean love story, give us a love story!
[exhales]
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
[sighs] Okay.
[phonograph whirring, crackling]
- [romantic music playing] - [Noor sighs]
Okay, listen. I need a favor.
Uh, can you find out which room in the hotel Youssef is staying in?
I'm not the front desk, you know. Go ask the reception.
You stupid, stupid girl! I can't do it. You do it, Amal.
[romantic music continues]
One more thing.
[stammers] I will send you a couple of photos and videos, okay?
Post them on your Instagram for Youssef to see.
And don't forget to compliment me. I want Youssef to see all the stories.
[music continues]
[sighs]
[inhales deeply, sighs]
Mm-hmm.
[grunts]
[clears throat]
Hi, Hamad. [clears throat]
Hamoudi.
[blows raspberry]
Okay, okay, calm down.
It's normal. Nothing's wrong. Nothing is wrong.
You can do it, okay? You can do it.
[phone chiming]
Hello. Hi, Auntie. What's up?
I'm on my honeymoon with my wife.
[Iman] I know it's the right time, but what can I do?
I'm calling you about the bride,
to tell you to stay in a different room from hers.
Don't touch her today at all.
- Is she poisonous? - No, she's not. But...
Noor is your sister.
[Samar] We're not sure yet.
Possibly, all right?
[Iman] Possibly your sister.
What?
[stammers] I'm married to my sister?
Noor's mother used to leave her at our place a lot when she was a baby.
So I thought maybe your mother breastfed her five times.
If it was five times, then she's your sister.
If it was once or twice, then she may not be your sister.
- It may not have been five times, come on! - How many then?
- Perhaps one. - Yeah, perhaps one. We're not sure yet.
No, no, no, no. I'm coming back and divorcing her right now.
[Samar] No, no, no! What do you mean divorce? Hold on.
[Iman] No. No, no, my dear.
Don't divorce her.
First thing in the morning, we'll visit our neighbor Rana and ask her
to make sure if she nursed her five times or one or two.
- Okay, dear? - No, no, no, no.
I'll tell her, and we'll head back.
- Is he totally out of his mind? - Don't tell her!
I'm telling you, dear, we'll make sure and let you know.
Now just keep this secret to yourself, and don't tell her a thing.
We don't want the girl to leave you or to hate you, dear.
All right. I'll wait for you.
Call me as soon as you can, okay?
[chuckles] Who is it?
I'm talking to my aunt.
Oh.
[taps table]
[breathes shakily]
- [sighs] My head. - Yeah, you need to rest.
My head. [stammers]
You must be really tired from the flight.
Right.
[exhales deeply]
[roosters crowing]
[panting]
[Noor] What do you mean? What do you mean they wouldn't tell you?
Did you at least make sure if they were in the same hotel or not?
Did you check Aisha's accounts? Did she post anything on Instagram?
[groans] Amal, do something. Do something! I must know if they're here or not.
[exhales]
[sighs] Hamad? Hamad's fine.
What a night. [chuckles]
He believed that my head hurt. Imagine.
He kept trying to get closer to me, but I put on a show and he believed it.
Yeah, but I--
I'm not sure how long I can keep up this act, you know.
- [waiter] Here you go. - [Noor] Thank you.
[waiter] You're welcome.
Last night, I-- I slept on the couch because I-- I toss and turn a lot...
- [phone buzzes] - ...and I didn't want to bother you.
[muffled] You know, since we're...
AMAL - LOOK, I FOUND THE CLUB WHERE YOUSSEF'S HANGING OUT
...I think it's time to get to know each other a bit and...
And, you know, maybe have children...
Lots of children. And soon.
Let's party tonight.
Listen, I just saw this awesome place on Instagram.
- But I thought you didn't like partying. - But you do.
You like partying. And also, we're on our honeymoon
and I really care that, uh, my man enjoys his time.
So let's go and have fun.
[stammers] I stopped going to parties.
- I sleep early. - You will not sleep early.
You will not sleep early because, uh, I'm a bride on my honeymoon
and I want to party.
No, no, no, no. I don't wanna go. No way.
[techno playing]
We're at that club where you said I would see Youssef.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. The action starts.
- Did you see him? - Not yet. We just arrived.
I'm dying, dying to make him see me married. Dying!
Stop it, Noor, will you? Youssef this, Youssef that.
Forget Youssef.
Focus on the guy who's with you.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. He turned out to be nothing,
nothing like how he seemed when I first met him.
He's a different person.
Forget about him. Do you know what the most important thing for me is?
To break Youssef's heart.
Break Youssef's heart. That's all I want.
[techno music continues]
- Shall we go dance? - I am dancing.
[laughs] No, dear. You are on vibration mode.
This isn't dancing.
Come, I'll teach you. Come on.
Shall we get a drink or something?
I don't like to drink, because I do sports.
I don't drink either. But we can try.
Wait, wait. Hang on a second.
I have a call, a call.
Your phone didn't ring, Hamad.
It was vibrating.
Wael, my auntie's not picking up.
I don't know what's going on.
Yeah, find me a plan B.
Find me another woman to marry.
There's no time.
Dad wants a wife for me and he wants her pregnant.
[techno music continues]
You know what?
I'll make her dance till she drops.
That way she goes to bed and sleeps like a corpse.
- [phone beeping] - My auntie's calling. Bye, bye.
Auntie, where have you been?
I keep calling you, you don't answer. Where have you been?
Just tell me what happened.
What? Tomorrow?
I can't believe this, Auntie. I can't believe this!
Okay, okay, fine. I'll be waiting for you.
And if I call, answer the phone. Please, Auntie. I beg you.
Let's do a challenge, you and me.
Give me the first three digits, and I'll guess the rest.
Please, can you leave? Enough already.
Just the first three digits. You'll see tomorrow that I'll be calling you.
[techno music continues]
[no audible dialogue]
Stay away from my wife!
- What's that? - My wife! My wife!
- [clubber] Take it easy, man. - I said she's my wife. Move!
[clubber 2] Calm down, guys.
- Hamad, enough. Stop it. - No, I won't.
- Now get out of here. Go! - Will you calm down, brother or what?
Brother? Again?
Don't give me that brother and sister shit.
Get the hell outta here!
Get out of here, man.
[Noor, clubber grunting]
[groaning] Tsk, tsk, tsk.
[inhales deeply, groans]
Now tell me, what were those ninja moves that you did?
Don't you work at a library?
That was an unfair fight. It was two against one.
- So unfair. - Mmm. Mm-hmm. I know.
Next time you see me in a situation like that, don't worry.
I know how to handle it.
Good night.
[sighs]
[Noor] Hamad!
Hamad!
What's this? Don't you know how to put the cap back on?
Are you kidding me?
You're really screaming over something like this?
[clicks tongue] Come on.
Stand right where you are! I'm not done talking!
And what's this?
This goes down after you finish it.
It can't be left up, it must be down!
Not up, down!
- Good morning, Noor. - You're not living alone!
I don't like such mess!
This household has rules!
Ah, so you want rules?
Well, look at all your stuff lying on the floor.
I don't like to see this! Understood? Now we're even!
So you're turning the tables on me so it's my fault?
No, it's my fault. Okay?
Don't go and leave me when I'm talking to you!
So what? You found my clothes on the floor?
Pick them up, brother!
I'm not your brother! I'm not your brother!
- I'm not your brother! Not your-- - [knocks on door]
[chuckles] Is this a bad time?
- No, not at all. - No, not at all.
[chuckles] We wanted to offer you this gateau.
It looks beautiful. Because it's your honeymoon.
[both chuckle]
By the way, they say that, uh,
our hotel works magic on our guests.
They arrive as two people
and leave as three.
[swallows]
I want you to book me a tour that involves effort. Lots of it.
Wear us out crazy tired so we'll sleep for two days.
Are you serious?
You want to get tired and sleep for two days?
Are you really on your honeymoon or what?
[chuckles] No, no, no. We, uh, we like to be active.
Honeymoon on the run.
Hmm. Hmm.
Hiking.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten hours walking in nature.
Hot weather, sweat, exhaustion, hunger, thirst.
You'll fall asleep for two days afterwards.
That sounds perfect. Go ahead, book it now.
Absolutely. We book it today, and tomorrow you go.
What about today? What will I do?
I want us to get tired, consumed worn out.
Come on, man. Help me out here.
[Amal] Seriously? I cannot believe you, Noor.
And you're sure it's Youssef?
Youssef Youssef? Are you sure?
I'm sure that the one I saw was Youssef.
But he suddenly disappeared.
Poof. I couldn't let him see me, what can I do?
- [child] Me! Me! - [sighs]
Okay, so what are you going to do?
Youssef is at another hotel,
and you won't go to the same night club two days in a row.
So, what will you do about it now?
I don't know.
I don't know, I don't know, Amal. I don't know.
But I need you to keep watching. Not just his account, but Aisha's as well.
And let me see what I will do with Hamad.
Okay, okay, okay.
Did you, uh, feel upset when you saw Youssef?
What? Me, upset?
No, dear. You don't know me.
On the contrary, I continued my night as if nothing happened.
I danced and had fun like it was nothing.
In these situations, I'm very tough. You still don't know me well.
Okay, I got it.
So, what will you do today?
Are you, like, going to a restaurant?
- Ah, all of it. - I don't know. I don't know yet.
He must have booked one of those silly honeymoon excursions.
A lunch during sunset, or near some waterfalls.
[screams]
Hamad! [laughs]
[laughs]
[screams]
- Hamad! - [instructor] Are you ready?
- No, habibi. No, no, no, no. - What's wrong? It's simple.
- Come on. There's nothing to it. - No, habibi.
- No, no, no, no, no, no! - Bravo, Hamad!
- [Hamad screams] - My husband.
- [Hamad] Don't shake it! - Doesn't it feel great? [laughs]
[rope squeaks]
- Don't be scared. - [Hamad] I'm not! Do I look scared?
Come on, come on, quicker. [laughs]
Hamad!
Whoo! Amazing, amazing, amazing. That's amazing.
- Let's take a picture. - [Hamad] Nah, I'm good. I'm good.
[Noor] Come closer. You won't be showing like that.
- [Hamad] No, no, no. I swear, I'm good. - Oh, my-- [gasps]
[screams]
Don't be scared! Don't be scared! Don't be scared!
Oh, God, we're gonna die! D-Don't be scared!
Calm down! Don't move-- Don't move!
Oh, God!
Help us! We're up here! Help us!
Don't be scared!
Calm down. I'm not scared.
It'll move now. It will move now. It'll move!
What do you mean? What do you mean you can't find her?
I'm telling you. I found out that her kids put her in a nursing home.
Why are you worried and scared?
Tomorrow morning, we'll go to ask her and confirm.
- Don't be scared. Don't be worried. - Don't worry.
Leave it to us.
- Calm down. - I beg you, Auntie. I beg you.
[sighs] Tomorrow, I need you to confirm that she's not my sister.
I can't go on any longer like this.
Of course I'll tell you if she's your sister or not.
Just pray to God that she's not your sister.
And surely she won't be your sister.
Hamad. What's this medicine for?
Which medicine?
This blue pill.
Uh, the one in the drawer?
Yeah.
Uh...
Uh, that's-that's a painkiller for... [stammers] ...headaches and stuff.
[packet crinkles]
I took a pill for my headache. Will you be long in the bathroom?
Why? No!
It's all right. Take your time.
Go on. I'll be waiting for you. [groans]
[door slams]
[crickets chirping]
[Noor panting]
One, two.
[panting continues]
One, two.
[grunts]
[panting, grunting continues]
Get up.
[panting continues]
Hi, Hamoudi. Hi.
Sorry. I know my voice is loud, but what can I do?
I couldn't sleep.
[grunts] I have a tremendous amount of energy!
[exhales, exclaims]
[panting continues]
Come on.
Come.
No, stay where you are. Drain that energy and then come.
[groaning]
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
- [groans] - Noor!
[panting]
Do you take any special medication?
No. [pants]
Don't worry. It's just a mild poisoning.
It could be from the food.
I'll give you some medication
but to double-check, we need you to run some tests tomorrow.
Yeah, we really need to run these tests.
- [Noor] Hot. I'm dying. It's too hot. - [mouthing words]
[Hamad] Can I have a word?
Doctor, she took some medicine by mistake.
What medicine?
[whispering] Viagra.
Oh!
Why didn't you tell me from the beginning, man? [clicks tongue]
It stimulates blood circulation
- and you become-- - Doctor, not me. She took the pill.
I know it's for you. It makes you become--
Doctor, listen. She took it by mistake. I don't need it.
Oh. Are you sure?
- I can impress you. - No, that's not what I meant.
God bless you and grant you health.
But don't you worry. By the morning, your lady will be fine.
But I need you tonight to ease up on the hanky-panky.
Hanky-panky?
Thank you.
[exhales]
Hot.
[sighs]
That girl never gets tired.
I thought she'd come back and crash into bed, but she's so hyper.
You know what's worse?
She took the pill in the middle of the night and still got up to exercise.
In the middle of the night. Seriously?
- How cute. - How cute?
Someone seems to be falling head over heels right now.
Listen, I need you to help my auntie. She doesn't seem to know what to do.
[chuckles] Changing the subject, are we?
- Admit it. - Wael.
All right, man. Just say that you love her. Say it out loud. Don't fool yourself.
Wael, will you help my auntie or not?
All right, man, all right. I'll help your auntie. All right.
She got the address of her old neighbor
and she'll visit her today, you lover boy.
Sultan of passion.
He did not even try to get close to me.
And what's more?
All day yesterday, he just stayed by my bedside,
looking after me until I got better.
[chuckles] All right.
Noor, this is a problem, huh? Why didn't he try to get close to you?
I think he must be a little-- a little shy.
And don't forget that I haven't given him any chances.
If that's the case, forget Youssef and focus on Hamad.
- [stutters] - Amal, don't you start. Okay? Please.
[chuckles]
Okay, fine. Whatever.
Uh, listen,
Youssef hasn't posted a single photo or anything since yesterday.
Nevermind. He will, eventually. Just keep your eyes...
[sighs] Keep your eyes open.
Let me go see Hamad. He's waiting.
[piano playing]
[music continues]
[music stops]
[Hamad] Noor.
Noor.
Where are you going?
I thought I should leave you alone to impress all the girls
by playing the piano so nicely.
Are you jealous?
[sighs]
By the way, you left the toilet seat up yet again. Okay?
Come on, Noor... [stammers]
Excuse me.
[inhales deeply, sighs]
Uh, are we going to get very tired?
Very tired.
- Crazy tired. - Crazy.
Crazy tired.
Wow. Look at that, Hamad.
- Look. It's breathtaking. - [hikers chattering]
[Hamad] Aren't you tired yet?
Tired? Of course not.
Not even a little.
Come on, Hamad. Come on.
[guitar playing]
Come here.
Can you leave this and sit with us for a while? Enough now.
You've been on your phone all day. [clicks tongue]
Sorry.
- [sighs] - By the way, the tour is so wonderful.
Really. Thank you.
Are you gonna keep thanking me for everything?
[Noor clears throat]
Why don't you tell me something I don't know about you?
- Do you even know anything about me? - I do.
I know a lot of things about you, by the way. Yeah. Don't give me that look.
I know that you don't like sports.
- I know that you cannot dance. At all. - [chuckles]
And I know that you leave the toilet seat up
and the toothpaste tube unsealed.
What else? Oh, yeah.
And you like to be with your telephone more than me.
See? I know a lot already.
[Hamad chuckles]
[inhales deeply] What do you wanna know?
I don't know. Nothing specific.
What were you like growing up?
[chuckles] Oh, I used to be a party animal.
Going out with my friends all the time, a different place every night.
I was totally wild.
I'm obviously kidding.
I lived alone.
Why? Where were your folks?
My mother passed away
when I was a little boy.
And my father had two other wives.
After she died, he married two more.
He married four?
He gets married a lot.
He marries then divorces, divorces then marries.
He's a marrying man.
[clears throat]
Tell me, how did you learn to play the piano?
[chuckles] I don't play it very well.
My mom played the piano,
and I learned it so that it could remind me of her. That's all.
You actually play it very beautifully.
Really?
Mmm.
And do you play any instruments or anything?
Or do you just box at people's eyes?
Just a little Muay Thai. Nothing more.
- What's that? - Muay Thai? Muay Thai.
"I only do cardio. Ah."
[Hamad sighs]
[Noor sighs]
Auntie, I can't take it any longer.
I'm taking the first flight back to Kuwait.
Hamad, where have you been?
I've been trying to call you. The calls don't go through.
The signal is bad where I am.
Stay there, you two, and enjoy your time.
Congratulations, my dear. Noor is not your sister.
We went to the nursing home and asked our old neighbor Rana.
She says not at all.
- None of that ever happened. - Really? Are you sure?
[both ululating]
We're so happy for you.
[Samar in Arabic] ♪ Oh, groom-to-be The eye of God follows thee ♪
- ♪ The moon and the stars follow thee ♪ - [Iman] ♪ And the stars follow thee ♪
- [in English] Yes! Yes! Yes! - [Iman, Samar continue singing]
Yes! Yes! Yes!
[Samar ululates]
[snoring]
[instructor] Take a deep breath. Inhale.
Slowly lift the left leg up.
- Watch your toes. - [phone ringing]
- [Noor] Sorry. - [instructor] Exhale. Leg down.
- [Noor] So, Amal? - [instructor] Inhale. Leg up.
[in Arabic] No way, Amal! No--
[speaks] Sorry.
- [instructor] Leg down. - No way, no way.
- Are you joking with me? - I'm not joking.
As I told you, Noor.
Youssef saw all the stories that I shared from your account
and on every story, he left an angry emoji.
[chuckles] His honeymoon is surely ruined by now.
Yes! [groans]
Please.
Sorry.
[grunts, sighs]
So listen, I also have a big surprise.
I know where Youssef is staying.
He posted a picture that showed the name of the hotel.
No. Get out of here.
Are you joking? Really? Hold on. Hold on one minute. One min--
[groans]
- [yogi] Hey! - I'm sorry.
Are you serious?
[jazz music playing]
[chuckles]
Good morning.
What's all this? Huh? [stammers]
D-Didn't me say it's too early for these things?
Yeah, but, uh, we are married.
Not engaged.
[Noor chuckles]
Sit down. Sit down, my love. Sit. Sit down.
You're so sweet, my love. You're so sweet. And I love everything you do for me.
- Really? - Really. Absolutely.
All the flowers, the candles.
Right now, I-- I'm in love with all this.
But uh...
There's something that's bothering me.
Something that's bugging me.
I'm not sure if it's the-- [stammers]
It's the hotel. The hotel.
My love, don't you see that from the moment we got to the hotel,
we've not been able to, uh...
Honestly, this hotel is jinxed.
Right? It's jinxed.
Right. You're right.
All right. So, then why don't we go to another one?
- Anywhere. Anywhere you like. - The sea!
[stutters] A seaside hotel. Hmm?
[vehicle passing]
[Noor] Hi.
- Good afternoon. - [waiter] Hello. Welcome.
- [in French] Hello. - [in English] Hi. How are you?
Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Ibrahim.
- Sorry. - No, it's okay.
- It's okay. No problem. - [chuckling] Mr. and Mrs. Sorry.
Wow.
DRESS UP FOR THE FANCY DRESS BALL
- Forget it. - Hamad-- Come on.
This nonsense is not for me.
- Let's go. For get it. - [stammers]
- Wow. - [Hamad] As usual,
you chose the place and brought us here.
[Noor] Wonderful. Out of this world.
[Hamad sighs]
Let's go back to the chalet.
Hang out, chitchat.
Do you really want us to leave this view and this beautiful place
and this lovely weather to go sit in the chalet?
Of course not. We can head back later on. [clicks tongue]
- Want to go for a swim? - No, I don't-- I don't like swimming.
- I'm happy right here. - You don't like it or you can't do it?
[chuckles]
So you see yourself as this big, strong hero and everything,
don't you, huh?
And you keep boxing at the whole world, bruising everyone's faces,
but you can't swim?
[chuckles mockingly] And so what if I don't know how to swim?
I told you that before. I don't know how to swim.
I tried. It's not like I didn't try. Yeah, but, um, the coach, uh...
- Aisha? - The coach, yes?
- Aisha. - Who's Aisha?
- Aisha.
My love, I'm thinking we should--
- Hey, what are you doing? - [screams]
Look what you did. Are you crazy?
- [Aisha] Noor! - Aisha. Look, dear. What a coincidence.
What are you doing in Lebanon?
I haven't seen you in ages, and now here, in Lebanon?
Yeah. [chuckles]
I just got married, and my husband and I are here on our honeymoon.
- Congrats. - Thank you.
Hi, Aisha.
- Aisha. - [chuckles]
Sorry, but you know, signs of love.
What a coincidence. I'm also here on my honeymoon with my hubby.
I'm sure you remember Youssef.
He was just here. Youssef!
- Youssef! - It's gonna stain.
Come, my love.
This is Noor, my friend from school and our neighbor.
Don't you remember her?
Yeah, I remember her.
- Hello. - Hello.
- Ibrahim. - Hamad.
Hamad. Hamad, my husband. My love.
Hamad Ibrahim.
Youssef Youssef.
[chuckles] His father really loves his name.
Right? Even I said the same thing.
I'm worried he may want to name our kid Youssef too.
- Mmm. [chuckles] - How about we have lunch together today?
- No. - No.
No. No. [chuckles] Today, in particular, we can't. Why?
Because Hamad is taking me to Batroun. Mmm. [chuckles]
We'll go for a walk then have seafood. So we can't make it.
Also, I'll invite my darling, Aisha, on her birthday today.
Come along if you're free.
Really, sweetie? What a surprise.
I thought you forgot my birthday. Guys, you need to come celebrate with us.
- Uh, no-- - Of course! Of course we must go.
It's her birthday. We can't miss it.
[breathing shakily]
- [knocks on door] - [Hamad] Are you okay?
Noor?
[exhales deeply]
I'm all right, but, I don't know. The zipper of my dress is stuck.
Will you help me zip it up, please?
[grunts]
- [zips] - I don't like it. It's ugly.
I don't know what to wear for the birthday now.
[sighs]
- Aisha-- - Hey! Watch out.
- What's Aisha's story? - What do you mean "her story"?
She's an old school friend of mine.
She traveled to America with her family ten years ago,
and I haven't seen her since.
And Youssef?
What about Youssef?
[bed creeks]
I haven't said anything. What's his story?
- He's her cousin. - Oh, okay.
And he used to be our neighbor, but not anymore.
Awful.
- What can I wear for this dinner? - [clicks tongue]
Since she's not a close friend of yours, then let's skip the birthday dinner.
We can sit here, hand out, chitchat. [kisses]
No. [stammers] What do you mean chitchat? We promised them and now we must go.
- We'll just tell them we got held up. - No, we won't.
We will go, and we won't be late. Come on.
[Aisha] ♪ Happy birthday to me ♪
[chuckling]
Thank you, guys.
Anyway, let me tell you about myself when I was in America.
So my mom and sad got me an English language teacher.
[distorted] In six months, I was speaking so fluently.
So, so, so perfect. So perfect English.
I had many friends back in Kuwait, but I didn't have any in the US.
[continues unintelligibly]
Anyway...
[chuckles]
[normal] I need to go to the toilet. Excuse me for a moment.
What are you doing?
What do you mean? I'm sitting next to my man, and I'm taking care of him.
- Let's go to the chalet. - [clears throat]
Tell me, uh, how did you guys first meet?
[both stuttering, chuckling]
- Remember... Tell him. - No, you tell it better.
- Sweetie, you tell it. I get shy. - You know the story better.
- [stammers] I tell it? [clears throat] - Tell him. Go.
My opinion about men was, like, totally, I-I mean--
I wasn't even thinking about marriage.
And when I met Hamad-- Hamad, my sweetheart...
He's not like other men. He's a man. A man in every sense of the word.
[Hamad clears throat]
Continue.
- To be honest, uh, Noor, uh-- - [phone ringing]
- Excuse me. - Uh, no. Don't.
- I need to take this. - Hamad. Hamad. Hamad!
[huffs]
[Hamad] Tell me.
All the paperwork is ready.
You just need to stall them.
I'll come back soon and close the deal with the company.
I can't miss this opportunity. I can't.
- [Youssef] Noor, we need to talk. - We have nothing to talk about.
Why don't you want to understand?
I did not want to do it.
My father wanted me to marry my cousin, and I did what my father wanted.
Stop. What are you? Don't you get tired of these excuses?
Noor, I'm still in love with you.
And this stuff you're doing proves that you still love me as well.
Let's work this out and get back together.
What's wrong with you?
What love are you talking about Huh?
What love, huh?
Do you know what I saw from you?
I saw from you a selfish person
who only thinks of himself
and didn't care about me at all. At all.
Noor, I'm sorry.
Please.
Where are you going?
You're still wearing it.
[footsteps approaching]
- Let's go, sweetie. - Yes. Thanks for the invitation.
By the way...
[both sigh]
...I booked a yacht for tomorrow. Come and enjoy with us.
Oh, my God, Youssef! A yacht?
That's so amazing. Please come.
- No, tomorrow-- - No.
- We won't wake up early. - Yeah, right. We won't wake up early.
[waves crashing]
Honestly, Youssef and Aisha, I didn't like them at all.
They're obnoxious and very boring.
Let's not go on the yacht. I don't even want to see them again.
Are you okay?
I'm a bit tired.
Why are your eyes watering?
It's nothing. I'm
just tired.
[sighs]
Thanks for everything you're doing for me.
I mean...
thank you.
[phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
Hi, Auntie.
[Iman] Hamad, it's good that you picked up.
I have bad news.
Is Noor next to you?
[sighs]
What do you mean she turned out to be my sister again? You're driving me crazy!
I did not say she was your sister.
That neighbor of ours who was at the nursing home... [laughs]
Poor woman. She has Alzheimer's. She doesn't know if Noor is your sister.
So I must make sure and ask the housemaid that worked for her.
And where is this housemaid?
Tomorrow, I'll go to her and confirm.
Meanwhile, don't say anything to Noor.
Keep the secret to yourself, as I told you.
Good-bye for now.
[sighs] Fine. Good-bye.
[Noor] Hamad! [laughs]
Hamad, why are you sleeping here?
Huh? Uh--
Last night, I was taking a walk.
The weather was nice, and I found myself sleeping.
What's the plan today?
We'll do something, or, uh, I say we stay at the hotel...
- Hang out, chitchat-- - Chitchat? No, we'll do something today.
- Something crazy good. - [Youssef] Hamad!
- Noor! - Hi.
Are you coming, or are you not in the mood?
Uh, no. We're coming. We're coming.
We're coming.
[Youssef] Come on. We're ready. I have all the equipment.
Okay. We'll get ready and then come to you.
- [Hamad] Move your hand. - [Noor] I'm scared of the sea.
- I told you a million times. - [Aisha] Let's take a selfie.
- [Noor] No, I can't get up. - [Aisha] Come on. It'll be good.
[shutter clicks]
LIKES - AISHA HONEY HONEY HONEY
[Noor] What were you thinking? Getting us stuck with them all the--
[gasps] Oh, my God.
I wanted to give them another chance.
- Isn't she your friend? - Uh...
So? Will you be fishing with me? You don't seem like the type.
[laughs] Hamad.
Hamad's friends used to call him "The Captain."
Yeah, because of how skilled he is at fishing. Right, my love?
- Yeah, yeah, right. - Hamad. Hamad.
- But I didn't bring my gear. - Don't worry. I packed it for you.
I have the gear and the line. Everything's ready.
- It's dog fish for dinner then. - Oh, yeah! I love dog fish.
Man, this rod is not good. It won't--
It broke. You see?
It's broken.
What's this, Hamad?
Your basket's empty. You've been standing like this for an hour.
You brought us to the wrong spot.
What wrong spot? I got a lot of fish. Look. My basket's full.
Man, if you don't know how to fish, just say so.
No, Hamad is very good at fishing.
But the fishing rod you gave us is broken.
Mmm. Among other things.
Give it to me. Let me show him this is broken.
- Noor, it can't be fixed. Noor! - Give it to me. I'll show him. One minute.
- [screams] - [Aisha] Oh, my God!
- She fell. - [laughs]
- [Aisha, Youssef laughing] - [Noor] Hamad!
[laughs] That was good.
Hello.
Uh, tea.
[sighs]
So that's your man who you break my heart with?
Break your heart?
Who even told you that I'm thinking about you?
And let me tell you something. Please don't compare yourself to Hamad
because you would need a million years to become the man that he is.
Okay?
[in Arabic] At least, today when he saw me drowning,
he did not stand there and laugh.
He saved me.
So what's the problem? I forgot you can't swim. What's the big deal?
Nevermind. It's fine.
Anyway. It's not the only thing that you forgot.
But I didn't forget that I love you.
I'm sorry.
- [gasps] - [liquid splashes]
I'm the one who is sorry.
[whimpers]
[door closes]
What's this?
What?
No?
Really? Really? We'll go?
- Thank you! - [groans] Sunburn, sunburn!
Sorry, sorry. I forgot.
["A Little Party Never Killed Nobody" playing]
[shutter clicking]
[Noor whoops, laughs]
- [laughs, whoops] - [crowd chattering]
Hamad!
This party's on fire!
On fire, baby! On fire!
But if my friends saw me like this, they'd laugh at me.
Who cares? You know what matters now? That you look very cute.
- You're very! - Very cute. Cute!
Why don't we we give your vibration mode an upgrade and go dance?
Please. Please. Please.
- I'll hold you back. - No, you won't hold me back. Come!
[laughs, whoops]
One minute. Just one minute.
- Hamad, not now! Please! - It's a really important call.
Hamad, please! [groans]
[music continues]
[giggles, whoops]
[laughing]
Hello, my dear.
Oh, what are you wearing? What is that?
- [Iman, Samar laugh] - Auntie, not now. Just tell me.
A thousand congratulations, my dear. Noor is not your sister.
Your mother never breastfed her.
Congratulations, my dear.
One hundred percent?
- One hundred percent. - One hundred percent.
- He's crazy, isn't he? - Uh-huh.
Yes!
That's so cool! Wow!
You are loud! You're so beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful!
- Okay, I'm beautiful. - You're not my sister! You're beautiful!
- [laughing] Of course I'm not your sister! - Let's have a drink. Come.
A drink? Yeah, why not?
Give us anything. Anything! We wanna drink.
- Give me a virgin cocktail. - Give me a virgin cocktail.
[shutter clicking]
[Noor, Hamad whooping]
[Noor laughing]
Ah.
[both laughing]
[Hamad] Where are you taking me?
[Noor] Can you teach me?
- [Hamad] Teach you? - [screams]
[Noor gasps, laughs]
[laughing]
[gasps, chuckles]
[alarm ringing]
[yelping]
- [panting] - [alarm continues]
What happened?
- I don't know. - [panting]
Even if it anything happened, you're my wife.
- [pants] - My wife?
- [panting] - [alarm continues]
[whispering] My wife.
Auntie.
- Where's my phone? - What's wrong, Hamad?
What are you doing?
ARE YOU SURE?
100%
You're my wife.
Do you know what that means?
My wife! My wife! Thank God! My wife! My wife!
You're my wife.
- My wife. Thank God. You're my wife. - Hamad, what's going on?
Don't you see?
[laughing] Hamad.
I'm telling you, you're my wife. [laughs]
Thank you. The message came at the right time.
Of course. And just how you wanted.
[clicks tongue, sighs] I want to tell her the truth.
Are you serious, Hamad?
After all we did? You want to ruin it all?
Listen to me. She will never forgive you.
Think about it well.
You tell her, my dad forced me to marry to have a grandson,
or else he wouldn't give me the German dealership or the inheritance.
You think she'll say, "I forgive you, my love. I love you."?
No. She may even try to kill you.
I don't know. I feel that I have to tell her the truth.
I can't keep lying to her.
Ah, you're definitely in love with her.
Hamad, listen to me.
Let this marriage continue.
Let this night pass. Please.
[sighs]
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
I'm okay. Just tired.
Go to the room. I'll follow you.
Noor.
- Stop. We need to talk. - There's nothing to say.
You're a married man, and I'm a married woman.
Why can't you understand that that was not up to me?
Stop it! Stop it! Aren't you ashamed? Shame on you!
Leave that talk for girls to say.
And forget everything that happened between us, do you understand?
Forget what?
- Forget what? - Forget mean forget!
Because I'm a married woman, and I love my husband.
And I do not ever want to see you again.
[text messages pinging]
SO WHAT? NOOR DOESN'T KNOW HE'S YOUR HUSBAND
[pinging continues]
I don't understand anything you're saying. It just doesn't make any sense.
Do you remember the picture we took together?
From the moment I posted it, all the comments from our friends were...
"How is this normal to you?" "How come you're not jealous?"
-"How do you let her near your husband?" - Aisha. Listen. None of that is correct.
That was an old story, and now it's over and done.
Then what were you doing with him just now?
Listen, to me carefully.
If your man isn't enough for you, that's your problem.
Not my problem!
When Youssef decided to get married, he chose me as his wife!
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
A married woman, and you're after a married man?
Noor,
Youssef is a red line!
And if you cross that line,
I swear to God,
I'll ruin your life.
[sobbing]
Don't know why I did such a stupid thing. I can't understand why I did what I did.
Believe me, Hamad doesn't deserve this. Hamad is very kind.
[sighs] I can never forgive myself for what I've done.
I know that I'll never be able to forgive myself for what I've done.
I don't know where he is.
You know how many times I've called him? I don't know why he's not answering me.
Listen, Noor, I don't want you to get so upset.
If you think that you have used Hamad...
[sighs] ...but Hamad has also used you.
What?
I-I-I don't understand. What do you mean, Hamad has used me?
How did Hamad use me?
What are you? Tell me what are you. Are you normal?
What?
No, you-- You feel no shame? Don't you feel any shame?
Come back here, I'm talking to you! Don't ignore me like that!
Stay here and talk to me!
Now you have nothing to say! No words to say, right?
I know everything.
I know why you brought me to Lebanon. Why you chose this hotel.
Because of that stupid Youssef.
All this because he left you and you wanna make him jealous!
What are you? Are you out of your mind?
Yeah, of course.
Now you turn the tables on me! Right?
Now, of course. Of course, I'm the bad person!
But at least I wasn't forced into marrying you
or my father would deprive me of my inheritance
if he didn't see a grandson within a month.
Right or wrong? Right.
What are you talking about? You're one to talk!
After I put up with all your craziness,
and I've tried to never once upset you!
Honestly, I think I've seen enough on this honeymoon!
[scoffs] What honeymoon are you talking about? Huh?
You know--
[exclaims] You know what you are? You are--
- The worst thing that ever happened to me! - And you know what you are? You're--
You're totally unbearable! How do you put up with yourself?
Yeah, of course. And you are just like all other men.
You have no faith, and you're a liar!
You're like all women! Only in it for yourself, and a liar!
I'm in it for myself?
[screams]
Liar! You're a liar!
I hate you, do you hear me? I hate you!
- I'd never marry someone like you? - No problem, no problem at all!
Divorce me. Divorce me, now! Divorce me!
Say it now!
Easy. I divorce you.
[Iman] What's that? What's happening? They will be so surprised.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
[glass crunching]
We thought we should come and surprise you.
- Correct? - That's right.
- What's going on? - [Samar] Honey, tell me. What's happening?
It's over.
- Over. I know everything. - No, no. Noor, listen, my dear.
Hamad doesn't know anything.
- It's us who told him not to tell you. - Yeah.
We thought that his mother may have nursed you when you were a baby.
But, thankfully, now we know.
Thank God, my dear. You're not his sister. Thank God. [chuckles]
[Samar, Iman] Let's do a trill. [ululating]
- Stop! - Huh?
- What's wrong with you? - [stammers]
I don't understand. What did I just hear? Sister to whom? Sister--
What did I just hear? Did you know this and you didn't tell me?
- What's all this about? - You just told her everything.
- What did I say? - You're not normal!
You are the dirtiest thing I've ever seen!
I cannot stay with you one more minute. Divorce me. Divorce me!
I just did.
You're divorced.
[both gasp]
[somber music playing]
[sighs]
KUWAIT
DELETE PHOTO
[heartfelt music playing]
NOOR
- Good morning, sir. - [Saleh] Good morning.
- [employee] Hello, sir. - [Saleh] Hi.
Hamad, you need to pull it together.
I talked to the German company and we will sign the contract in two weeks.
Congratulations.
But listen now,
I won't go back on my word.
You absolutely must get married.
But this time, I'll choose your bride for you.
You will marry your cousin Maryam, huh?
See you later.
[exhales sharply]
[sighs]
[Youssef] Noor.
Noor, I came to apologize for everything that I did to you.
I'm very sorry.
[fastener rips]
Noor.
I'm talking to you, Noor.
Consider Aisha divorced.
[sighs]
[grunts]
Once you try raw liver, you never go back.
Raw?
Yeah, Noor got me into it.
If you ask me, you should stick to what you love.
[stammers] I mean the raw liver.
It's my fault that I'm talking with you.
- Hamad, my dear... - [sighs]
...since the moment you returned, you've never stopped. Noor, Noor, Noor.
You're not in my shoes. You didn't go through what I did.
I'll never forget what she did to me. Even if I love her.
[Wael] To be honest, you both made mistakes.
Not all mistakes are the same.
She did all that to impress another man.
To make him go back to her.
And it worked. They're back together. Her plan worked.
[chuckles] Wait, wait, wait.
Hamad, you're wrong.
They're not back together. You've got it all wrong.
And by the way, he tried to get her back.
He said he would divorce his cousin, but Noor refused.
Hamad, do you have any idea how many nights Noor stayed up crying.
I can't see her like that. I can't see her so miserable like that.
[phone ringing]
Hey, Dad.
[Saleh] I talked to your uncle.
The wedding is in two days.
Will you come, or will you show me up in front of my brother?
Are you serious? Are you going to leave us and travel like that?
What can I do? What can I do? I have no other choice.
- Also Aisha, mashallah, spared no effort. - Mmm.
She told literally everybody about me.
When I go to the club or the library, everyone looks at me sideways.
They all judge me.
-"Here she comes, the home-wrecker." - Mmm.
It's too much. It's too much. I can't take it any longer.
I agree. Aisha is a problem.
But, me and your mother? You'll leave us like that?
Of course, I'll visit you.
I'll talk to you, and see you.
I don't know, Amal. Also, this is the best opportunity.
The gym in Beirut is looking for a fitness trainer.
I sent my CV.
And I'll try my luck.
And please, please, please, a million times,
if you care about me, don't tell anyone anything about me.
No telephone number or where I am or anything.
Okay. Okay.
Okay.
I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you too.
It's gonna be okay.
[chuckles]
[praying, indistinct]
[kisses]
[Noor sobs]
[sniffles]
Inhale.
[inhales deeply]
Exhale.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Hi, Issam.
Issam, we cannot talk anymore.
My wedding is next week.
I'm sorry that I could not convince my family.
Forgive me, Issam.
[phone chimes]
SALEH'S FAMILY IS HONORED TO INVITE YOU
TO MARYAM AND HAMAD'S WEDDING
ON FRIDAY 11/24/2023 AT AL MAWADA HALL
[phone ringing]
AMAL
[sighs]
- [sighs] Hello? - Listen, Noor,
- did you see the screenshots I sent you? - Yes, I just saw them.
[clears throat]
Good luck to him. I wish him the best.
Wow. Do you swear this was your reaction?
So, you didn't get upset when you saw the news?
Well, honestly, I don't know what to tell you.
You see? In the end, he married his cousin.
They all end up marrying their cousins.
Seriously, who does a girl marry if she doesn't have a cousin?
[chuckles] I know, right?
But, um... didn't he try to call you?
Ah.
Clearly you didn't give my number to anyone.
- Why? Did he ask about me? - [chuckles]
No, he didn't,
but, um, someone who's getting married this week, why would he ask me?
Do you want him to call?
Are you sure?
[chattering]
[piano music playing]
[music continues]
How?
Isn't-- Isn't your wedding today?
Yes.
And the honeymoon starts tomorrow.
[chuckles] Of all places, you chose this hotel here?
[music stops]
And... where's your bride?
[sighs]
You know, I used to think that nothing could ever scare me.
But the moment you were gone...
I was scared to lose the most beautiful thing in my life.
You have no idea what you've done to me.
Your wildness, your craziness.
You gave color to my life.
You're the first person
to make me feel that I truly am alive.
[sighs]
Where's your cousin?
She did the same thing.
She went to the one she loves.
[sighs]
We need to get back together.
[Samar whispering] Say yes.
[Iman, Wael, Amal, Samar] Say yes. Say yes. Say yes.
Say yes.
[sighs]
[Iman, Wael, Amal, Samar] Say yes. Go on. Say yes.
[sighs]
Hamad, I can't tolerate any more lies.
[sighs]
From now on, no more lies.
Just honesty, even if it hurts.
Um...
[sighs]
What about your work?
And your father?
Everything can wait.
Except for you and me. We can't wait anymore.
Noor...
will you marry me today?
Not today. Now.
[Samar] Say yes.
[Iman, Wael, Amal, Samar] Say yes. Say yes. Say it. Come on. Please. Say yes.
One moment! One moment! One moment!
- Say yes! - Wait!
- [Samar] Hmm? - [Iman] Huh?
On one condition.
- What is it? - He'll accept.
- A blank check. No big deal. - He'll accept. Accept. Hamad, accept.
Promise to put the toilet seat down.
- [all laughing] - Yeah, that's correct.
[Amal] That's how it always should be.
- Put the toilet seat down. - [Noor laughs]
- Okay, done. - [cheering]
- Yes! - Congratulations!
[singing in Arabic]
- [all laughing, chattering] - Hamad, my brother, congratulations.
- Congratulations! - [cheering]
- Congratulations! I can't believe it! - [cheering]
Congratulations.
[Noor] I'm not okay!
Perhaps not all love stories start with honey,
like we might hope for.
[Hamad] Some start out a little bitter,
before they become sweet, like honey.
[Noor] Not just for the honeymoon, but for a lifetime of honey.