-I saw the cards. -Really?
We're screwed.
-How? -We're screwed.
I know who the killer is.
It's Sherif.
Sadly, it’s true.
Dumb director!
And you're an idiot.
You guys are lame. I'm bored. I'm going for a walk.
-Good riddance. -Wanna come?
-You embarrassed me in front of Sarah. -Who cares?
Cut the crap. You were obviously nervous.
Honestly, Yehia, Sarah is not really my…
-I’m putting Layla to bed. -No!
Come with me.
-Okay, that's enough. -Okay.
I'll be right back. Okay?
Okay.
Come on.
Sarah.
-Hmm? -Sarah.
Yehia, can we take a break from talking?
Why? What's wrong?
I'm sorry, Ali.
I'm sorry,
but I feel really nervous.
I don't understand why if we're getting married anyway.
Honestly, I thought you'd be happy.
And when I told you that I told Mom,
you went silent.
You didn't say anything.
That's why I'm nervous, Ali.
I feel so pressured,
and I don’t know how to be okay.
Things are moving too fast.
Wasn’t our plan to get married anyway?
The only difference is, instead of getting married in two years,
we're getting married now.
I know you're scared and nervous.
But I'm in love with you,
madly in love with you.
Nadia, you're the only person who understands me.
And I guess, well…
You're my whole life now.
I love you too, Ali.
NADIA SUMMER 2007
Come in.
Oh, great. It’s you.
What is it?
Ali told me about Sherif.
That he met with Yehia.
Can’t anything happen without him rushing to tell you?
Will you stop babying him?
Enough already.
Explain this to me.
Why haven't you dealt with Yehia yet?
You said you'd take care of it.
How long has it been?
Nothing has changed,
except that the danger is looming closer.
-What are you waiting for? -I'm not waiting.
Besides, I don't need to report to you.
Don't report to me.
Just let me know.
Since when do you ask about anything?
For years,
you'd come to me with your big messes,
and never ask a single question.
I'm always the one who handles things, protects you and the kids.
Exactly.
I stayed with you all these years
because you were able to protect us.
If you can't protect us this time,
I have no reason to stay.
Aren't we too old for this nonsense?
Not at all.
But clearly, you're the one who's too old
to handle things.
No, go home for the day. I'll drive.
Yes, sir.
How come you didn't finish him off then and there?
I'm paying you double.
Upfront.
And you've done nothing?
Look into Sherif, like I told you.
Good Lord!
Who are you, and how'd you get in here?
What doorman sleeps in this late?
What are you, my wife?
You mean Nagat?
In Girga.
Who are you? What do you want? Don't irritate me!
Watch what you're saying!
You know this man, right?
No, I don't think so.
Sir! Sir, what--
What-- What's going on?
Sir! Hey!
What? What is it, sir?
Oh my God!
What's this, sir?
Know how many years you'll get?
There's more.
Around the room.
Seen him before?
No. Never seen him.
I swear it, sir.
Call me if you do.
At your service, sir.
I know.
But the audience doesn't.
Okay, okay.
I'll have a Computer Science degree,
and I might go abroad for grad school,
I might even join you in Spain.
Who knows?
Have a taste of your own medicine. Give me that.
-Let go. -Yehia. Yehia, you'll break it.
-Let go! -Come on, man.
I'm not a hunk like you.
Don't film me.
You're so handsome. Come on.
Show some respect. I'm the director.
Okay, Mr. Director. But I'm the director now.
Mr. Sherif.
Where do you see yourself in five years?
-Living with Mom. -May she always be by your side.
-No, your mom. -My mom?
-Yeah. -Funny!
All right.
Okay, please stop.
I'll answer. I swear!
Well, five years from now,
I'll probably be graduating from film school in Spain.
Working on my thesis project.
Film festivals will be fighting over my work.
And I'll be torn
between making films back in Egypt,
or staying in Spain.
I think I'll live over there.
And I'll come to Egypt to make films,
and to see you.
You know what, you jackass?
I'll be the first Academy Award-winning Egyptian director.
And who knows?
Maybe I'll bounce between countries,
and make films everywhere.
Who knows what tomorrow has in store?
But why are you sure the tapes are still there?
I'm not.
But I did know Sherif really well.
I knew when he'd get nervous…
when he'd lie…
or hide something.
How do we find out what happened 15 years ago…
based on our memories…
Nadia!
-…knowing no matter how vivid they are… -Nadia!
…we didn't witness it…
Nadia!
…and we don't know everything?
Nadia!
There's also the memories of others…
-Nadia! -…who witnessed the same events.
Nadia! What's wrong?
I'll tell you everything back in Cairo.
But how do we know if they're lying?
Are they hiding something? Or do they know as little as we do?
The tapes are the only proof without lies.
Where everything is the way it was, not the way we remember it.
But how can we get them?
If they still exist,
I might know where they are.
Why not wait for Sherif to give you the camera himself?
He won't be long.
Huh?
Sorry, I can't. I'm travelling.
Plus, he told me exactly where to find it.
I'll grab it and be on my way. Excuse me.
I have the tapes.
What are you doing here?
What?
How dare you go through my things?
Then why… did you deny having the tapes, when they're still here?
It's my choice.
I want nothing to do with Yehia.
-And if you have involved yourself-- -I'm like him!
I want to know!
Then that's your choice.
Just leave me out of it,
and don’t meddle in what doesn't concern you.
No, Sherif. This does concern me.
And these aren't ordinary tapes.
Unless you're hiding something from us.
What do you mean?
Is he with you?
Daddy, why are you and Layla arguing?
No, sweetie. We're not.
Wait, Amira.
What's the matter?
-Take Aya inside. -What's going on?
Just go inside!
I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's going on.
Hello, Yehia.
How are you?
I'm fine.
Won't you invite me in?
Sure.
Come in.
So, what's going on with Layla?
And who's that, and what does he want with you?
Amira, now is not the time!
I'll tell you later.
Keep Aya in here with you.
Or leave the house. Actually, don't.
Just stay here.
So, have you known Daddy for long?
Yeah.
How long?
Since school.
We were around your age.
Whoa!
That's so long ago!
How come we've never seen you?
He was abroad, sweetie.
And you, Layla?
How did you two meet?
Your dad.
He introduced me to the whole family.
Aya.
Go to your mom, sweetie.
Why did you lie, Sherif? What are you hiding?
Protecting a family member?
Or yourself?
I'm not protecting anyone.
All I want is to be left alone.
-What do you want? -You already said you don't have it.
What I want to know now is,
why did you lie?
Since you refuse to talk…
we can watch it together.
What are you doing?
This was the night before Nadia died.
I remember it well.
She came back scared and crying.
She said, "I'll tell you when we're back in Cairo."
But she never did.
We never went back.
All this time, I considered everything, except that it could've been you!
-Me? You got it all wrong. -Why were you filming her?
You were always filming. Were you obsessed with her?
-She found out and you silenced her? -What? Me, kill her?
Was it because she caught you? Or was it jealousy?
Are you mad?
I'd never hurt her.
Then what do those tapes mean? What do they mean?
That I was in love with her.
I loved her.
That's why I filmed her!
I was just a kid
who wanted to be with her.
And you knew.
You all knew for so long.
You think I'd kill her?
Me, Yehia?
I told you at the prosecutor's office,
"Don't do this to yourself."
If I had killed her,
would I have cared?
You felt guilty.
About what?
If you kill someone you love,
do you feel guilty?
Your vendetta isn't against me.
It's against them.
They're the ones Nadia said were closing in on her from all sides.
You have the tapes now.
Go.
Watch them as you please.
See who made her feel that way.
Thank you.
Go inside!
What's happening? Who is that?
Is there another exit?
Follow me.
Come on!
Police?
Mona.
Why did you cut ties with Dad after you left?
Why'd you stop talking to him?
Again, Ali?
Why bring this all up now?
Yehia's return brought it all back.
It's as if I was in a coma.
For the first time since Nadia’s murder, I've been thinking.
Who am I?
Who is our family?
Do you know why I left Egypt and everything behind?
Because of that first question. I don't want to know who our family is.
I want to know who I am
without them and all the baggage that comes with them.
What do you mean?
Look, there were only two options.
Either we confront our parents, or we run away.
I couldn't confront them,
so I ran away.
Because of what happened to Nadia?
What happened to Nadia,
and what happened to Yehia,
I didn't want any of it.
Ali, if you're still stuck there,
you must either leave or confront them.
Don't just sit there straddling the fence.
Okay, Mr. Sherif.
So, you didn't recognize that man?
No.
No. I didn't.
And you, ma'am?
No.
All right.
Mr. Sherif,
if he shows up again, please inform us.
Yes, of course.
Thank you.
What's going on between you and those people?
Why didn't you mention Yehia to the police?
And who’s Nadia, the one you loved and filmed?
Fine.
When you're ready to answer, I'll be at my parents'.
Let's go, Aya.
Let's go.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's go!
Not at all, sir.
I run errands all day for the residents.
I'd tell you if I saw something like that.
I didn't see anything.
Okay, Atwah. You have my number.
If you see anything suspicious, call me right away, okay?
Yes, sir.
Let's go, guys.
Yes, sir.
Who's the girl who was with our guy?
I didn't see a girl with him, sir. I swear.
I'd tell you if I had.
He was standing by himself.
There's something you need to know, sir.
It's the police.
They're onto you.
Try to lie low.
Disappear.
But the…
The stuff.
What about the stuff, sir?
Bake a cake.
I was at the factory today.
I see you fired 300 workers.
I had to, especially after the fire.
If it were up to me, I would've fired half the staff.
But that's against the law.
It's unfair for them to lose their livelihoods suddenly.
Don't be sentimental.
If I thought like you,
I'd lose everything and go bankrupt.
Is that why you sued your father?
Your grandfather was a kind man.
Sentimental, just like you.
His workers played him for a fool.
His employees stole from him right under his nose.
He'd just look the other way.
We almost went bankrupt.
That's when I learned
that to make a decision,
you need to be brave.
I also learned to never regret my decisions.
Nadia!
We swam for almost 13 minutes until the camera's battery died.
It's strange that I remember it being only one or two minutes.
What do you mean?
Where was the boat?
Where's the boat?!
Why wasn't it there?
Do you remember who was on the boat?
I remember we all dove together.
Well, maybe you came up in a different spot.
Not in that time.
We were only gone for a few minutes.
Or maybe I don't remember.
NADIA?
-Louly. -Yes?
-What are you doing? -Drawing.
Are you going to ruin Nadia's stuff
with the butterflies you keep drawing?
None of your business.
I love Nadia, and I'll keep drawing for her.
And I'm fine with it.
Oh my God!
That's not how I remember it at all.
I mean…
I thought Mona and Nadia used to wear matching clothes,
but it was me who dressed like Nadia.
How come…
I don't remember how much I loved her?
What difference would that make?
It wouldn't make any difference. It's…
I'm trying to say that you and I are the same.
We're both uncertain
about what we remember.
That beach house your family owns…
is it still there?
You don't usually stay up this late.
I couldn't sleep.
I figured I'd spend some time alone.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm okay.
Do you think I'm okay?
I don't know.
That's why I'm asking you.
Right.
No, what I meant is…
do you think I'm a good father?
What makes you say that, Dad?
Because I don't know anymore.
I don't know anymore.
Sometimes…
All my life,
I wanted to have a family.
Children and grandchildren
who are gathered around me.
So that I'd care for them, love them, and be loved by them.
But…
it's just not…
My relationship with my eldest son is a mess.
He's kinder than his sister.
She hasn't talked to me in years, and I don't know why.
Even your mother,
the only woman I've ever loved.
Now, we sleep in separate rooms.
And why is all this happening?
Why, Lolla?
You're the only one I can ask this question.
I don't know.
I don't know why this is happening.
But maybe you and Ali…
He needs you to trust him more.
No, no.
No, it's not about trust.
I…
I almost feel as if I'm reaping what I sowed.
I don't know.
What did you sow?
My father.
Your grandfather.
I wish he knew that I loved him.
But…
he died…
without ever knowing it.
And here I am,
not knowing either.
What about Nadia and Yehia?
Have you thought about what happened to them too?
These…
These things happen,
but…
I'll have you know that I…
I gave him a lot of money.
I did my part.
After all, I need to protect my family.
Okay!
You've heard enough for today.
Good night.
Can you please smile at the camera?
Listen, Sherif. Look, pal.
It's hot, and I'm truly not in the mood for you or this thing. So, please?
I'm fed up with you, and I never want to talk to you again.
Okay, listen. I'm about to drown you and this thing!
-Give me a break, Sherif! -It's not worth all that.
I'm not a liar, Mona. You're just a filthy family.
-Nadia! -Nadia is dead, Yehia!
Why did you leave?
Calm down, Yehia!
Mona.
Smile.
Are you going to film us the entire trip?
I'm filming a documentary that'll be an international hit.
Okay, Mr. Director.