SUMMER 2007
Yehia!
Yehia, what are you doing?
All good, right?
Are you okay?
I don't get you anymore.
You're confusing me.
What's with you?
I told you not to tell her, but you did it anyway.
Calm down.
What should I have done?
I wanted you to be a man.
I'm sorry, Mona.
NADIA SUMMER 2007
Yehia Mohamed El-Sayed Mahran!
INMATE
-Hello. -Hello.
-Bottled water? -In the fridge.
Nadia, you're all I have.
Please don't leave me.
Nadia, don't leave me.
Nadia!
Wake up, I'm begging you.
Please, wake up!
Nadia!
You're all I have.
Nadia, you won't leave me. I know you won't.
Nadia!
Nadia.
Nadia!
Why?
Nadia!
It's all your fault!
You did this to her!
It's your fault!
-Ali! Yehia! -Let go of me!
-Let go of me, Sherif! -Stop it, Yehia!
Let go of me!
It's his fault!
Welcome back, brother.
Glad to see you're all right.
I hope I'm not late.
I'm being followed.
-Don't look. -Should I lose them?
No. Just keep your distance.
I need to find a discreet way to get around anyway.
Let's secure the IDs first, then we'll figure something out.
We still need two photos.
-Stop by when you're free. -Okay.
What you asked for is in there.
This has photos of the family, as requested.
Except for the middle sister, Mona.
She got married and left the country.
She's been living abroad for years.
The others are still at the villa.
The son moved out when he got married.
Not for long. He came back a year later to work with his father again.
He got a divorce.
Thanks, Fatla.
-What about the factory thing? -It's done.
But what do we do about those thugs tailing us?
Just focus on the factory thing.
And I'll tell you what to do.
Understood.
Tell me something funny.
Don't side with her against your sister, jerk.
-I'm not siding with anyone! -Is she a bad cook, yes or no?
Her food delights my heart.
Sweetie, a heart is not a belly.
-It delights my stomach. Happy now? -Okay.
I hope you marry her, and she feeds you every day!
So that you can… you know?
You're being mean. Are you jealous?
Why would I be jealous of her? There's no comparison.
I don't get why you're jealous.
-Moron! -She's beautiful and…
Whose fault was it? Who was in charge of the diving gear?
Who was supposed to check everything and save her from drowning?
Wasn't it Ali?
Yehia.
We're family, right?
We need to stick together and find a way out of this.
Don't you think?
You'll say that you were in charge of the dive. Not Ali.
What?
-I should say I murdered my sister? -Not murder, an accident.
-It was murder! -Manslaughter.
According to the law.
It was an accident.
You two are insane.
-I'll never say I did that to my sister! -Listen, kid.
The lawyer told me that the prosecution will consider this case a misdemeanor.
Put simply, death caused by negligence.
Those sentences are usually three years max.
So, if you say you were responsible,
the prosecution and the judge will be sympathetic.
You'll get one year max.
Besides, do you know
what one year is worth to us?
It doesn't just save Ali, does it?
It saves your cabinet candidacy too.
Leave us.
I'm a practical, no-nonsense guy,
and you're a smart kid.
Let's do the math.
As far as you know,
who will pay your college tuition?
Especially now that Nadia's dead?
And if Ali goes to jail,
who will help pay for your mother's treatment?
How will you manage?
Let's minimize our losses.
Nadia!
Don't leave me.
Don't do it, Yehia.
Let's leave the country.
We'll leave all of this behind.
Like they said, it's just a year.
-After that, maybe-- -You think prison won't change you?
You think I won't change?
Don't do it, Yehia.
If not for you, man,
then for your mother.
You don't get it, Sherif.
You'll always be one of them.
-Even if-- -Is that how you're going to justify this?
"You don't get it"? Really?
-If it was me, I'd never-- -It'll never be you, Sherif.
Don't you get it? You'll never be in my shoes.
Yehia Mohamed El-Sayed Mahran!
If you do this, Yehia…
you'll never see me again.
When we got there, I suggested that we…
go diving.
It was around 4:30 p.m.
We left our boat…
YEHIA EL-SAYED
Are you the driver?
-Mr. Massoud? -Yeah.
Get in.
Go straight toward the market.
Continue straight… 100 feet.
Turn left.
My producers tell me the factory went bankrupt in the 70s.
How did you manage to turn it around?
Actually, it never went bankrupt at all.
We just paused operations.
My father, may he rest in peace, was old-fashioned in his management style.
I call it "family" business administration.
I took over from him when I was 26 years old.
I turned it into an institution, changed the funding structure,
and revamped the labor system until it became what it is today.
I imagine he must've been very proud of you.
Indeed. He was very proud. May he rest in peace.
He was very proud. May he rest in peace.
Nothing new to report.
He went home after his shift.
He hasn't done anything else for a month, sir.
Yes, sir.
Now.
Good taste, Fatla.
At your service.
The car will be ready tomorrow morning.
Take care of it, and most of all, take care of yourself.
Don't worry.
-Take care. -I said don't worry.
I was talking about the car.
Your Honor, esteemed members of the court.
The prosecution has examined all aspects of the case and all individuals.
At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary drowning incident,
but we found inconsistencies between the facts and the testimonies.
Upon a preliminary review of the scene and the victim's body,
we considered the possibility of wrongdoing beyond mere negligence.
After receiving the forensics report,
we confirmed that the victim's diving gear
was intentionally tampered with.
-The holes in her oxygen tube… -What?
…were deliberately made using a sharp tool.
No! That's not what happened, sir! Say something, Mahfouz!
…Yehia Mohamed El-Sayed Mahran, for the deliberate murder…
-You know what happened! -…of his sister…
-Sir, that's not what happened! -…Nadia Mahran.
Order in the courtroom!
Say something, Mahfouz! Wait! That's not what happened, Your Honor!
Say something, Mahfouz!
Tell them I'll make their lives a living hell!
Shut your mouth! What are you raving about?
Besides, who are you threatening?
Didn't you hear the prosecution?
Do you think that's final?
We still have the appeal. Why do you think I'm here?
Murder? I don't understand any of this.
Then let someone who does explain.
We're going to file a motion to review the forensics report,
and demand a reinvestigation,
to prove that what happened wasn't a felony.
We have a multitude of options available without you causing a scene.
I want to go home.
You'll go home after the year you agreed on with Mr. Yassin.
But more importantly,
you need to keep your mouth shut.
Don't spew nonsense.
No one will listen to you.
Whatever you say now is worthless.
Your confession is on record.
You wouldn't want to lose Mr. Yassin's support
because of some empty threats,
would you?
You're punctual, Counsel.
Still remember me? It's been 15 years after all.
Say something, Mahfouz!
See what prison does to people?
Do that again, and I swear on Nadia's soul,
you'll meet your maker. Got it?
Now, tell me.
What happened?
Why did I get 15 years?
The forensics report indicated that what happened was deliberate.
What we thought was manslaughter due to negligence
turned out to be murder. So, the kid might be executed.
And there was nothing I could do!
-Who did it? -That doesn't matter.
I don't know!
No one in the family knew anything.
Actually, the report surprised us all!
Surprised you?
What about Nadia's baby? You didn't know about that either?
No.
Uh-huh.
How did you hide her pregnancy? A bribe?
A bribe?
Yes.
-Someone from the coroner's office? -Yes.
What were you afraid of?
Yassin feared what you might do.
Your sister's pregnancy could have turned it into an honor killing
for a reduced sentence.
No one could have anticipated what you might've done!
So, the solution was my imprisonment?
Yehia has to keep believing her death was an accident.
Fifteen years…
with only two things stuck in my mind.
My sister, who you drowned,
and my mother, who grieved her children until death.
For 15 years,
I imagined you all standing before me, your hands soaked in their blood.
You, Yassin, Sawsan, and Ali!
Plus the years I spent in prison, you bastards!
You know what kept me going?
This moment.
Everything that happens now…
will end what you started years ago
and thought was all in the past.
Everything that happens now
will end what you started years ago
and thought was all in the past.
Everything that happens now will end what you started years ago
and thought…
MR. MAHFOUZ EL-SAYED AHMED
No.
Many have found success in partnerships with them.
True.
Within the 20% supply limit.
Why not make it 50%? That still works in our favor.
No, buddy.
That will put us under their thumb.
I don't like being under anybody's thumb.
If we sign a new contract,
it'll be on my terms.
Dad, please. The machinery we're getting from them
will significantly improve production.
Why are you all silent?
You should all have a copy of the feasibility study, and…
Dad.
Are you listening?
Is something wrong?
No.
We'll resume this meeting later, everyone.
We can't.
He's arriving in Cairo tomorrow morning.
As you wish.
Wait, Ali.
Mahfouz was murdered, and the killer sent me his picture.
But who did this?
Yehia.
Yehia was released?
A month ago.
Why didn't you tell us?
I had him followed, and I thought he wasn't a threat.
But I was wrong.
So, what do we do?
We have to cancel the party.
This party is crucial for the new contract.
Otherwise, they'll think we're having issues.
Everything goes as planned.
I'll handle this.
Dad, I don't get why you had to pick me up.
You weren't at home, so I got worried.
I got worried.
Why?
Dad, is something wrong?
No.
A few problems at work.
But it'll be all right.
Salah Maldini.
He's been at the factory for three months.
Just like you asked.
How are you, Maldini?
I'm good, Mr. Yehia.
Your mouth… will it stay shut?
Sure!
You're a friend of the big boss.
You can trust Maldini.
He's like a son to me.
I told him everything.
Get me into the factory.
Mr. Yehia, I won't lie to you. It won't be easy.
But we can figure it out.
Yassin,
and his son Ali, are they at the factory every day?
Well, not every day.
But maybe in the coming days,
because of new machines at the factory,
and issues with their foreign partner.
I need you to keep working there and keep your eyes open.
Sure.
Anything else?
Not for now.
Get going, kid.
-Bye. -Goodbye.
Take care.
You sure you want to stay at that place?
LE MONDE HOTEL
CALL ME AS SOON AS YOU SWITCH ON YOUR PHONE