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-[moody spaghetti western music playing] -[distant scream]
[cat snarls]
Hey, what's up?
Stop where you are!
[cat snarls]
-[snaps fingers] -Bringer of Nightmares!
Where's our old man?
-[snaps fingers] -Come on out, fat ass!
[rumbling noise]
-[snaps fingers] -Fatso!
Sorry. It's a process.
[whispering]
[music intensifies]
[music stops abruptly]
24 HOURS EARLIER
[opera playing over distant loudspeaker]
KING OF DIAMONDS IMPRISONED IN RUSSIA
[dramatic rumbling]
[man] The last 20 years felt like 100, old man.
Why don't you go and take your sorry ass back to Bathaikha, all right?
Because you're no longer my problem.
[aircraft flies overhead]
Let's go.
[car engines start]
MERDAS HERE TO ESCORT THE KING
-[dramatic percussion hit] -[opera music continues playing]
I'm glad to have you back, sir.
The egg.
What'd you say?
Come on over here. Let's go.
[opera music continues playing]
[music becomes lively]
HEAD TO HEAD
[music transitions to hip hop]
-[music stops abruptly] -[cell phone vibrates]
[vibrating stop]
Hello?
Who exactly do you think you're screwing with?
You saw it already?
You sent my dad a photo of you holding a gun pointed at your head?
And he said?
-He said, "Come home." -Oh, yeah?
"So that I can hang you from the ceiling fan and turn it on high!"
What, you still got a fan like that?
Darwish, just cut it out! I can't go back home after this!
-What did you say, though? -You're not my boyfriend!
[sighing] You said that?
[woman] Are you crazy?
What do you expect me to say? That we're together?
You want him to hang us both from the ceiling fan?
-[cell phone alert] -[Darwish sobs]
DAD
WHO'S THAT? ANSWER YOUR PHONE!
[sobbing]
[sobbing continues]
Just calm down.
Uh…
Do you love me?
How could you ask me that?
Then meet me at the airport.
[sniffling]
Huh?
I told you, I can't go back home to my dad anymore.
The first flight to Britain, I'll book it, okay babe?
-Britain, really? -Yeah, Britain.
[deep, emotional music playing]
All I ever wanted was for him to just talk to me!
-Darwish! -This is about my job, isn't it?
Yeah, I knew it!
Why does he care what I do to earn a paycheck?
[man] Hey, driver!
We're all done. Start the car. -[music stops abruptly]
DARWISH DRIVER
Look, I better go give this guy a ride and I'll call you in a little bit.
SHEIKHS' CHAUFFEUR
[woman] Hey, not in front of the driver!
I was so nervous to meet your dad,
and then he brings up you getting married to me!
Sure. It's 'cause you're so amazing.
-[man] You're absolutely right. -[woman] Mm-hm.
Hey, friend.
-Can I help you? -I'd like to hear some tunes.
[car starts]
[ringing]
[slow, moody Arabic music playing]
[music becomes more lively]
RIYADH
[music stops]
Ohhh.
[cell phone rings]
[ringing stops]
Hello?
[man] Fayadh?
Hello, Ibn Zarub.
Where's car 22?
FAYADH HEAD OF MAINTENANCE
Uh… well, it's safe out in the shop,
But, uh… It's… I mean it just needs some things still.
The car is a dream.
And there's not a chance anyone'll know you stripped anything out of it.
Come on, who do you think I am? I take a part out, I put a new one in.
I mean The Stripping King is what I'm most known as.
-I can see why they call you that. -Ah, ha-ha.
-Pass me the key, come on. -No, no, not so fast. Wrong car.
It's this one!
[dramatic percussion hit]
[lively percussion music playing]
No, no, no.
I want this one.
No, no, no. Forget about that one.
We haven't started working on it yet. Just look at that!
[Fayadh] Quit messing around. Where's the company car?
Can't you see, it's right there.
You told me you needed some cash, to take the new parts and sell 'em,
and replace them with worn out older parts instead.
Yeah, I did tell you to replace inner pieces.
You could do the engine or the airbags, or the gearbox, probably,
but, I mean, not everything.
Are you serious? We're gonna get caught!
Dude, don't say that. Just take it easy.
Start it, go on.
Come on, this isn't cool, Mando. I need something better.
[music stops abruptly]
Oh and it's automatic! Would you look at that!
You are such an idiot.
Arabian Tiger, are you kidding me?
It's furniture.
Designed by Barary, not Burberry.
[engine starts]
[man speaking in foreign language over speaker]
[metallic rumbling noise]
What's that?
I swapped out the navigation device of the car and I replaced it
with the navigation device of an old Russian submarine.
A Russian submarine, Mando?
You okay? What's going on?
You have any sort of affiliations? Is there…
Hey, chill out! It's antique!
It's history! This thing dates back to the old Soviet era!
[foreign dialogue and rumbling continue]
[grinding noise]
[lively ice cream truck music playing]
It didn't reverse.
Because I sold the reverse gear, and replaced it with this great melody.
How am I gonna go in reverse?
Why do you wanna go backwards?
The future's waiting out there, you gotta look ahead!
[sighs]
[grinding noise]
This is unbelievable, Mando.
[turns off engine]
Listen, just put this car back
exactly how it was before, you got that?
Listen to me.
I have your money. It's here in my pocket.
But that's it. I don't owe you anything else, all right? I'm out.
Thanks for nothing, goodbye!
Mando, come on, man.
[Ibn Zarub] Two weeks to change a tail light?
I was trying to be thorough.
Because, "If you're gonna do something you'd best make sure that it's--
Leave religion out of this, bastard boy!
You think I don't know?
I gave you a chance for the sake of your kids, but you're an ungrateful failure!
-Oh, just shut up! -Now you listen to me!
You're a waste of time!
Get over here and submit your resignation, or else I'll sue you!
That's not fair, I need you to listen to me.
[call disconnects]
That jerk.
SHEIKHS' CHAUFFEUR
-[elevator bell dings] -[slow, moody rock music playing]
I almost hit a curb a couple days ago because of that car of yours.
It's a shame that you didn't run into it.
Better luck next time. Maybe you'll hit a pole.
[sighing] I'll never get why they have you as a maintenance manager.
Does it bug you? Yeah, well, you'll be glad because it's my last day.
Are you a newbie?
-Huh? -Is it your first day?
Mm, first day, yeah.
It's obvious.
Hey, how did you know?
Because of how you smile.
-We were all excited on our first day too. -Hey, speak for yourself, okay?
I got a tongue and can use it.
[slow, moody rock music continues playing]
How are you?
Oh, I'm pretty good.
Which car did they give you?
They gave me car 32, I think.
It's your lucky day.
Believe me, man, that car's solid. I put my entire heart into it.
But keep it under 40 though.
Here have some.
No, I'm good.
Yeah, well, good luck then.
[music stops]
IBN ZARUB - CEO
SHEIKHS' CHAUFFEUR
SAROUB THE OWNER'S SON
This is Hammu the Scumbag. He's fresh out of prison.
We hung out this weekend, raised the company's evaluation to 400 million.
What's this? Hm.
Are you insane? You think auditors will fall for this?
Check the last page.
What? You're offering me company shares?
Look, just sign it with your fat hand, and it's yours.
No, I won't! I'm not gonna play this game with either of you.
That's what I thought. Hammu?
Huh?
Uh, I'm fired?
Right. Piss off, okay?
-All right then. I see how it is, Saroub. -[mysterious music playing]
Just beat it.
Yeah, beat it.
Yeah, get lost.
And Saroub, you listen to me.
If your father finds out about this, he won't let it slide. See you in court!
"See you in court." Get lost!
[lively Arabic music playing]
Would you just explain it to me?
Why's my severance package only 25 thousand?
Darwish, the only reason you're being nice to me
is because you think I'll give some more money to you.
What did you say to the customer?
Tanveer, just let me explain what happened there.
-All I did-- -What did you say to that customer?
[sighs]
-"Damn your baborak." -"Damn your baborak"?
It's not an offensive word though.
It means "your enemy." So it was about his enemies.
You see what I mean? Just give me a break here, Tanveer!
What happened?
Where's Zarub at?
You are?
Fayadh, the maintenance manager.
He's been let go. Now he can get slapped around at home.
Hey, are you kidding me?
All right, that's great news.
-What do you want? -Nothing. Take care.
Hold on, come here.
This your file?
"Final termination."
You removed airbags from all the cars?
I did that so drivers don't think it's okay to get into an accident.
Mm, good thinking.
"Turning six-cylinder cars into four-cylinders cars."
Uh, so we'd save on gas. Ibn Zarub was wasting money.
-That guy's an idiot. -Yeah.
Wow. I like it.
Come over here and sit down.
Yeah?
Would you like to be the new CEO?
[jazzy drum music playing]
Yeah, right. You're pulling my leg.
Plus add on 10%.
Know how much 10% is worth if our stock goes public?
-Guess what? -What?
It's about 40 million.
-Get out! -No, you get out of here, you moron!
I'm sorry, sir, but it's just, uh…
Is this, uh, real?
-Come on. -[timpani roll]
It's your desk now.
[funky jazzy music playing]
-Wow, thanks a lot, sir. -Now sign it.
Uh…
Okay, the termination form?
No, not that one. This. Here you go.
Do you know who that guy is there? My old man.
He built this company through hard work.
I'm so sorry. May he rest in peace.
The hell's wrong with you? My dad's still alive.
And he's coming home today.
-I need you to get him from the airport. -Okay, but where should I take him?
Bring him back here. He has to sign before we can make it official.
If not, then all these signatures mean nothing.
Oh, boy. It's a really good day, isn't it?
I have to go to a meeting, so let me know when he gets here.
-You got it, sir. -That chair suits you, Mr. CEO.
[chuckling] You're too kind, sir.
Uh-huh, let's go.
What a bonehead, huh?
[door shuts]
I'm really having a good day today.
[funky jazzy music continues playing]
-Tanveer, can we just forget about this? -[music stops]
Can we just let things--
Darrrrrrwish!
[mysterious music playing]
-Go get Saroub's dad from the airport. -Who's that?
He's the owner of the company.
-You can both go to hell. -What?
You can't tell me that, you're not the boss of me.
Ahhhh! Just a second, here.
That's it, relax.
Not so fast now, 'cause there's a new sheriff in town.
Yeah, and who's that?
That's enough. Here you go.
Read it. Read it.
[mysterious music continues playing]
What gives?
You're the new CEO?
-Know Arabic? -Yeah.
Right, so go get Saroub's dad from the airport. And you!
-Coffee! Now! -[music stops]
All right, tough guy. You gotta stop looking at me like I farted.
I'm the boss, okay?
[singing nonsensical lyrics]
[continues singing nonsensical lyrics]
Go!
Go, Darwish, go.
Half hour. Just go do it.
Oh, God!
[cacophonic music playing]
-Tony Al-Mesih? -Yes, sir.
[music stops]
[indistinct chattering]
[Ibn Saroub] Abu Saroub!
[plane flying overhead]
Ibn Zarub?
[funky Arabic rock music playing]
SHEIKHS' CHAUFFEUR
Oh, man.
[music stops]
-[comical music and chatter on cell phone] -[chuckling]
[slow, ominous music playing]
Fayadh?
You seen Tanveer?
Did you get Saroub's dad?
In here, sir.
[music intensifies]
[music intensifies further]
[music fades out]
Where is Saroub's father?
What the hell has been going on at this crazy place?
I had no idea this was all happening at the company.
I want to thank you, Ibn Zarub, for telling me about all this.
[quiet, mysterious music playing]
I believe, sir, that we're here.
This isn't Saroub's dad, you idiot!
[Darwish] Then whose dad is he?
How exactly am I supposed to know?! He's here because of you!
Hey, you said that he'd be an old man waiting for a lift.
You had only one job, fatty!
[telephone rings]
Think! I just got hired as CEO, and you're already screwing it up!
Hello? This is Sheikhs' Chauffeur. How may I-- How may I help you?
Yeah. Listen.
There's an old man you were supposed to pick up today. Where is he?
I apologize for the confusion.
This is the new CEO, and I'll try to improve our service.
Just spare me all the customer service antics.
I'll give you a half hour.
Bring us our old man,
and then you'll get yours back, you got that?
Absolutely, sir, and where would you like us to exchange them?
Bathaikha.
[ominous music playing]
[music intensifies]
[music stops abruptly]
Who are you?
"Tony Botros
Al-Mesih."
Born in 1950.
Go start the car. I'll be right there.
-Me? -No. Botros. Yes!
[chuckling]
It appears that we're not on the same page.
I'm quitting. Yeah, and I'm going home.
You're not leaving! You're to blame!
Sure, blame me.
I don't care. You can both scratch each other's butts.
And I'll go turn in my keys. Watch me. That's it, I'm through.
-Is that so?! -I'm done. It's all your problem.
Tanveer!
[hip hop music playing]
BATHAIKHA
[people shouting]
[grunting]
[gasping]
-[music stops] -[car engine revs]
[distant Arabic rock music playing]
This is the place.
Here we go.
You know this neighborhood has only one way in and one way out?
-So there's no way to escape. -You know you've technically kidnapped me?
And in fact, if I sue you, you'll be eating lentils in jail with indigestion.
And you technically kidnapped this weak old man!
[distant dog barking]
Here you go, buddy.
What were you thinking? What is this?
You went and picked up some old guy you didn't know? Are you insane?
[car engine revs]
-Oh, God. It's them. -[ominous music playing]
[distant cat snarls]
It's all because of you and this guy! We're through!
Relax, okay, just follow me.
You're braver than you might actually look.
[ominous music continues playing]
There's a black cloth under the seat right there.
Huh?
Give it here.
Almighty God, save us from this hellish place.
Hey, why do you have this?
I'm not telling you, you'll freak out.
We'll have to… dive in.
I don't know how to dive!
Cover yourself.
Fayadh's ready for war.
[music intensifies]
-[music stops abruptly] -[distant dog barks]
[dramatic note plays]
[music fades out]
Hey, what's up?
[tense musical crescendo]
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[man] Come on out, fat ass!
[grunting]
-[snaps fingers] -Fatso!
[gasping]
[Darwish] Sorry. It's a process.
[whispering indistinctly]
-[music continues playing] -[distant cat meows]
Come on. Wake up. You're not dead.
You can do it, Tony. You can do it, Tony!
Oh, God, please, please!
Forgive me! God save me. Okay.
Whoa! Hey, you're alive, aren't you, buddy? Come on, wake up.
[music stops]
Hold on. Don't shoot.
[quiet, ominous music playing]
I'm just getting a cigarette.
The lighter's somewhere in here.
Gotta be somewhere.
[firing sound]
[ominous music intensifies]
[slow, melodic rock music playing]
-[music stops] -[car doors slam, car drives off]
[distant tires screeching]
[distant person] Hello?! Hello?! Hello?!
[slow, moody music playing]
[cell phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
Yes?
Meet me at the council.
[metallic clicking and loud thud]
[beeping]
[music continues playing]
[music stops]
JACK OF DIAMONDS UP TO NO GOOD
Where is my father?
[man] He wasn't with em.
What do you mean he wasn't with them?
You're saying he was kidnapped by Sheikhs' Chauffeur?
It's more than just a mistake by a driver.
[Jack of Diamonds] Do I have to keep dragging words out of you?
[man] The guys we met were armed.
They had a plan, sir.
But I think they screwed it up.
Were they policemen?
It didn't seem like they were cops, sir. Our passports are Lebanese.
[man] If they were cops, they'd have stopped them at the airport.
Who are they then?
Maybe Russians.
You think the Russians released him there, only to come and catch him here again?
Well, I don't buy it.
Because they know that if he dies in their custody
He'll have no value.
So, they thought, "Let's release him and he'll lead us to the egg."
Ah, the egg?
[cocks gun]
Where is my father?
I don't know. [whimpering]
Where is my father?
I…
I don't have a clue what's going on.
-I swear that I don't have any-- -Stop.
Stop.
[panting quietly]
[tense music playing]
[man grunts painfully]
-And why weren't you watching him? -Sir, I came out just behind him.
Oh, yeah?
I was with him the whole flight.
-Right next to him, even when I dozed off. -Dozed off?
You don't realize how screwy that release was, nonstop questions, no sleep. I swear.
-You slept while escorting him? -I wouldn't lie.
I would never try to lose your dad, you know it.
You have to understand, sir.
It's okay. Relax.
-Don't worry. We'll find him. -All right.
[tense music continues]
There, sit, sit, sit.
Up.
[cocks gun]
Listen up now.
-There are two kinds of men. -[breathing fast]
There are those who like to talk a lot and those who don't like to speak at all!
-[gun blast] -[men screaming]
[tense music continues]
[beeping]
[sniffs]
Right, now you all listen to me.
Get out of here.
And I don't want to see any of your faces, unless you have one of two things.
Either my father
or the head of the guy that's behind this!
[tense music intensifies]
[music fades out]
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[car engines starting]
[tires screech]
[music fades out]
-Darwish! -Huh?
God bless him. Oh, God.
-May he rest in peace. -[whimpers]
Come on.
Look, I know that it's crazy what just happened.
You're scared, I know. We need to be logical.
You listen to me.
A God-awful neighborhood, and those mobsters,
we could've been murdered,
and there's a dead guy!
Logic says to go to the police!
Agreed.
And I love you, I love the police, I love the law.
If anyone knows what happened,
that Sheikhs' Chauffeur screwed up and lost its founder, then there's no IPO.
So can you relax and think?
-I'm relaxed. -Okay.
You stink!
So does the company, and the company's founder,
and IPO, and the world economy!
Get your hands off me!
BATHAIKHA POLICE DEPARTMENT
[distant people shouting]
[door shuts]
[singing in Arabic] ♪ How I feel sorry for he who died ♪
♪ In Bathaikha and its darkness ♪
♪ And because of Fayadh's stupid luck ♪
♪ Now he's stuck with him ♪
♪ I wish I had gone to the airport ♪
-♪ Instead of that ugly fat ass ♪ -[cell phone ringing]
♪ It would've been-- ♪
SAROUB IS CALLING…
-Hello? -[Saroub] Where's my father?
[knocking]
I'm gonna call you back.
[mysterious music playing]
[metallic scraping]
What's your price?
The car isn't for sale. Get outta here, man.
[music fades out]
-Peace be upon you. -[man] And upon you too!
[people chattering and laughing]
Is this a police station?
The police?
Yeah, is this…
Bless your heart.
I think you mean those guys who ride around in yellow trucks,
and if there's fire, they come,
carrying a hose that reaches out to the Bridge of the Al-Fahs.
Then they would turn on the water and put out a fire?
Yeah, yeah.
That was way back when it was nice in Bathaikha.
Nowadays, It's all gone to… [makes spitting sound] …the toilet.
Uh, you mean the fire department.
All those good folks are gone.
Once those crooked Diamonds came here, they ruined Bathaikha.
-Diamonds? [man] Hey!
Keep your mouth shut!
Eat shit, you dirty dog!
I don't care if that punk, the Jack of Diamonds, was standing in front of me!
I'll say it anyway, it's the truth!
-They ruined Bathaikha! -Enough!
With their crimes and all their bullshit!
To hell with them! And I'm not ever gonna--
-[loud, wet thud] -[person screams]
[screams]
[echoing] I'm here to answer the questions.
[metallic rumbling]
[tires screeching]
BANG! BOOM!
[hip hop music playing]
[gunfire]
[faint gasp]
[hip hop music continues]
[music ends]
[tense musical crescendo]
[music stops]
[kiss]
We'll find him, sir.
Despite his age, he's still the King of Diamonds.
He's not someone to be afraid for but to be afraid of.
[singing in Arabic] ♪ I can't believe there could be such beauty ♪
♪ Your beauty has no limit ♪
-[distant clattering] -[chuckles]
Oh, yeaaah!
That's it! Look at this! Badass!
Really, dude?
Let's take him somewhere and get rid of him. Enough of this.
What if the gang finds him dead?
Better for them to find him dead alone than to find him dead with us!
We can't risk anyone finding him at all, no one!
-Should we take him for a walk then? -Seriously?
You trying to get us shot at from behind?
-What then? -What thennnn…
I think we need a place to hide away.
[light, upbeat, folksy music playing]
6100.
Come on. What does that get?
Fully booked.
-Fully what? -Fully booked.
There's an event going on in town today.
Yeah, I can see how busy you are, bro.
All these great folks going in and out.
Looks like some sort of convention.
A convention of thugs.
Every detestable man alive seems to be staying here with us.
I got no clue what they're looking for.
-Got some dough? -Nothing, do you?
Just talk to him.
Okay, look.
Your hotel's really fancy and nice.
It's got a vibe that's super artistic,
and I can see you're really into eggplants.
But four grand's a little much.
Or am I way off base here?
Hey!
Keep walking.
That's right, outta here.
It's 6100. Do you think I'm an idiot?
Don't you know how to count?
If you were here yesterday, I'd have given it to you for 100.
Now though,
given the situation that we discussed, we raised it a grand.
Then we added an extra two thousand for insurance.
Oh, you know, for when something happens,
a fire, you get stabbed, unplanned disasters.
You mean, if something happens, right?
Are you insane or something?
You're staying in Bathaikha! There's no "if's"!
Sure, Okay, fine, man. Then that's 3100. How'd you get the extra 3000 then?
The extra 3000 that's, um…
To let you take the babe in.
That's my mother you're taking about.
Well, okay, you take your mother in, but bozo stays here.
-Hey, we're all family, bro. -He's my milk-brother!
Come here a sec.
-Me? -Yeah, fatty, that's right.
-Join me. -You'll be fine.
-Come on! -Talk to him. Go on, step up.
[light, upbeat, folksy music continues playing]
I've been working at this hotel for 15 years now.
I've seen every kind of odd duck you could imagine come through here.
You're one of 'em.
Thanks. I appreciate it.
This one day,
a guest checked in, an old guy.
He just locked himself in his room, for two, three, maybe four days.
Well, I didn't know if anything had happened.
I knocked on his door but he didn't answer, so I broke it open.
And I see the man there,
He's just sitting right in front of me, very alive
with three penguins on the floor.
Were they real?
The penguins were real.
I bet they were cute, huh?
And wearing underwear.
Was he wearing any?
So, an old man with a penguin fetish is right here.
The devil's here.
And that would put two losers sharing an old woman…
[loud thud]
…right here.
-Different people have different prefer-- -No! Stop!
I'm afraid you're sick in the head. Go back there!
[whispering indistinctly]
Now, look, either you slime bags get the full amount and pay up
or you can both piss off.
If it's six grand, then I'm outta here. Come on, let's go, brother.
-[jingling] -Hold on, now.
That ring on your…
"mother."
[music stops]
Ya know, this morning,
I thought that I hit rock bottom.
Then life came to me and it said, "Come here."
"Here's a new bottom, custom-made for you."
Can you see that stain up on the ceiling?
I really hope that's just ketchup.
[cell phone ringing]
[ringing stops]
-Hello? -How's everything?
Just living the dream, how 'bout you?
You're what?
Forget about it. How's everything there?
There's a flight with seats departing soon.
Hey, listen, can we just wait for a little bit?
No, Darwish, we have to leave as soon as possible.
Anyway, I need to stop by home to get my passport.
And your dad?
I'll wait till he's in bed.
'Kay. Maybe I'll get to the airport before you.
Latifa?
I love you.
'Kay, bye-bye.
Wow! Amazing, huh? Congrats, bro.
I'd let you congratulate me if you hadn't dragged me into this!
Hey, it's all good, bro.
All good? Nothing good ever comes from you! To hell with you!
Hey, she's gonna leave you some day. Swear to God.
-What'd you say? -Yeah. I'll tell you.
Guess what you have in common with-- What the hell's his name?
The dude who owns that website Ozon.
-Uh, Zaffarbeck, or Zahrelbek? -Zuckerberg owns Facebook.
-And there's nothing in common. -Okay. There is. You're ugly people.
You know? But he's really rich and a giant business dude.
He can get any girl he wants, I'm sure of it.
Oh, with you, man, forget it entirely. You're no good to anybody.
-Just an ugly, broke, loser. -Yeah, okay. That's kind of you.
But just so you know, Latifa's' never cared about money.
Not everyone's like you.
In fact, Latifa sees things in me that a guy like you
could never understand, all right?
You're delusional. What does she see in you?
-She loves me! -"She loves me," so cute!
Okay, that's no problem for you then.
Great. So, you love each other.
But what happens when the love dies out, and suddenly, life slaps you in the face.
And there's all these other things to pay,
feeding kids, there's the rent and utilities and buying clothes--
Great. What's the point to all this? Nothing.
I'll let you know, 'cause you'd never have guessed it.
I was given a share of a company
that's gonna be worth something close to 40 million.
You wanna leave with nothing at all, be my guest.
But Latifa will divorce you in about two months.
Or instead you can help me get back Abu Saroub
and have a couple million, hello,
to put yourself together,
Try laser hair removal to stop the beard from growing out,
get your teeth fixed once and for all…
Hey, Bollywood and Hollywood, they all love it.
Just whatever you need to help yourself, out a bit, I mean,
to stay married to this woman for longer than two months.
You know, you're a real piece of shit!
And so you're…
That why you didn't want me going to the police?
-Just to help you out. -To help me out?
BAAM
That was a slap, right?
Just a soft one.
-A soft one? I can't thank you enough. -Yeah.
BAAAAM
[lively music playing]
[breathing fast]
[spits]
-[screams] -Are you hitting me, you piece of shit?
-[loud slap] -[grunts]
Take that! How dare you slap me?
[screaming]
[music stops]
[grunting]
Let me go! Get off me!
Think of Latifa!
[Darwish gasps]
-Thank you. -Awesome!
If she leaves me, I don't care!
I've always been alone.
I'll kill that little punk.
Ow, my face.
[groaning faintly]
[message alert on cell phone]
What's he want?
WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING ME? WHERE IS MY DAD?
HE'S GONE. MAY YOU BE NEXT
THE FLIGHT IS DELAYED..
[exhales deeply]
How do I know you'll keep your word and pay me?
A guarantee?
It's way too late for that.
[clicks teeth]
Here's your guarantee, punk.
There.
[message alerts on cell phone]
That's disgusting!
Now you got incriminating dirt on me.
There's forgery, embezzlement,
all of it.
The whole messed up thing right there.
Unbelievable.
I love you, okay?
Have you got a plan?
Uhhhh…
We're gonna need to get a lotta ice.
[people chattering and shouting]
Lolita, where are you?
I circled the market several times and can't find you.
I swear, I got the money, sweetie. Don't you trust me?
[feminine voice] I'm sorry, baby, but I couldn't answer the phone.
I was with my dad.
Um, so tell me, hun, what do you see in front of you now?
Uh… I see some rug stores and Trad's grocery store.
ABU GHADRA A FOX IN DISGUISE
[continues in feminine voice] Great, cool.
Just head straight down the alley, and then, uh…
Um… You'll see a green door by the end there.
Knock on the door twice, I'll see you in a sec, okay?
I love you, Lolita.
I love you too.
-[sizzling sound] -[upbeat music playing]
[kitten meowing]
[cell phone ringing]
I want my money back, now!
My love, have I ever taken money from you and not paid it back?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look I'll kill you if you don't return that money.
What the fuck, yo? Seriously.
Hey, listen to me. You'll hear a knock. And a little bitch'll be there.
Beat him up and take the cash from him. Take what's yours, leave the rest for me.
LUQMAN - EXPLOSIVES EXPERT
[upbeat music continues]
[screams]
[inhales deeply]
-[crash] -[screams]
[loud thud]
-Aw, did you get hurt? Get outta here. -[screams]
What did I tell ya? Didn't I--
-Who taught you to do math, you punk? -Metwally Abdul Shakour! Why you ask?
I'll shove him up your ass!
Hey, take it easy!
I need my 5,000 riyals, and the guy only had spare change!
-Aaaah! Your breath really stinks! -Out with the money, man!
It's a down payment, Luqman! I'll get you the rest A-SAP.
[crash]
Listen to me! You got until 2 a.m., you got that!
If you don't bring my money, know what I'll do?
-You'll blow up my ass? -I'll blow up your ass!
[groans faintly]
-He is gifted. But his breath stinks. -[cell phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
Hello?
Who's calling?
Yeah, I know that hotel.
Think you're Lady Diana and you figure I'll come over and clean your room up?
What's that?
Room service?
Room service around here is me coming to kick your dumbass!
One sec. Hey!
What's up with you guys?
-Huh? -What's up with all the ice?
-You've been getting it all day. -Nothing, it's just for--
Yo, I swear to fucking God,
if I find any penguins up there, then I'm gonna beat the shit out of you guys.
You gotta chill out.
-And the ice? -You know, it's just…
Look, it's the weekend, and we're all about…
We want to have some fun, that's all.
That's cool then. Take a hike.
Gladly.
Hey, babe.
[music playing faintly over headphones]
[humming]
[knocking]
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
[mysterious music playing]
[slow, moody, guitar rock music playing]
[music becomes tense]
[cocks gun]
-Whoa! Take it easy, buddy. -[music fades out]
Is that how you greet a visitor?
Who are you?
Hey, uh, your gun isn't cocked man. [sniffs]
Really?
BOOM!
[lively music playing]
[gasp]
You don't know who I am?
Well, I'm your daddy, You got that? I'm your daddy!
Go ahead and say it. Who am I?
BAAM!
[music stops]
[lively music resumes playing]
-[screams] -Come and say, "Abu Ghadra's my daddy"!
Come on, man! Who's your daddy?
Who's your daddy? Say it!
"Abu Ghadra's my daddy"!
[screams]
Say, "Abu Ghadra's my daddy"! Say it!
Wow. What a stud.
Just humiliate yourself so that he lets go of you!
[grunting]
Off, Abu Ghadra. Spit on him and let go.
-Let him go? -Yeah, he wouldn't hurt a fly.
-[spits] -I guess that settles that.
[music stops]
I hope you feel better now.
Take it.
[singing in Arabic] ♪ You're going to heal soon, my heart ♪
[speaks French] Attention!
Hello, there! Good to see you in one piece.
-Didn't tell me your friend would be here. -You knew I called a guy.
I thought you'd know it was him. I didn't think you'd pull a gun.
You thought I'd know? I almost killed him!
Yeah, right. It's so good to have you here, Zuhair.
Hey!
It's Abu Ghadra. Come on, bro. Just call me that.
My bad, I will.
-You see this guy, man? -[groans]
He worked at our parking lot for only one day.
The very next morning,
all the cars were standing on blocks.
He stole all the tires, and I haven't seen his face ever since.
Oh, yeah, you told me, that's right.
-Oh, yeah? -[chuckling]
Uh, hey I got a question for you, there, Abu Al Ghaddar.
Um…
Actually, Fayadh was telling me, you, uh--
How in the hell in just one night did you steal 100 tires by yourself?
-Did I rob you? -No.
Then who gives a shit.
[snickers] He's right.
What do you care, huh?
Are all your friends criminals?
You might just wanna be cautious, um--
Is he Abu Al Ghaddar, or is it Abu Ghadra? He could double-cross us.
The name means something like the word betrayal.
Hey!
-How about you start talking money? -You're gonna like what we have here.
This.
Just look at that emblem.
It's a luxury car, obviously.
Oh, yeah?
It's stashed nearby here.
Help us with that thing of ours, and then you can have that.
Seriously?
It's all yours.
What car?
I know how to handle these thugs.
Thugs or not, I'm not getting involved with this.
I'm done. That's the final straw.
[camera shutter clicking sound]
What's that about?
Insurance, old boy.
-Try and screw me over… -[cell phone dings]
…every butcher in Bathaikha'll have this photo.
[zipper zips]
Your face.
I look kinda rough in this.
All these photos are making me kinda nervous.
Recognize this guy?
How can I? That's his back. Let's turn him over and look at his face.
[tense music builds]
[ominous music playing]
[inhaling deeply]
Just pray.
A farewell prayer.
-[door shuts] -[dramatic musical crescendo]
[music stops]
[indistinct chatter]
[distant dog barking]
[slow, moody guitar rock music playing]
TRANQUILITY HOTEL
[car approaching]
[slow melodic rock music playing]
CUSTOMER: ABU GHADRA
[music fades out]
[praying in Arabic]
The guy that you got in there…
is the King of Diamonds.
[slow, tense music playing]
[melancholic music playing]
[Abu Ghadra] There once was an egg. It belonged to a powerful Russian mafia.
One day, the egg was stolen.
And where does it turn up? In Bathaikha.
With a man called the King of Diamonds.
The King of Diamonds handed the egg over to his son,
to give to the girl he loved, Nuwayyer.
Nuwayyer loved art and rare antiques
and foolishly fell in love with the Kind of Diamond's son,
asking her father if she could marry him.
But her father wasn't just anyone.
He was the mayor of Bathaikha,
an honorable man that everyone respected.
At first he refused, but after she persisted he finally agreed.
So just like that, the King of Diamonds, who used to be a nobody to the mayor
was now family.
Over time the King of Diamonds gained the mayor's trust, and became his deputy,
slowly taking control of Bathaikha.
The mayor put up with it for his daughter's sake,
until he learned of a warehouse called the Sugar Castle,
owned by the King of Diamonds and his son.
They claimed they were selling flour, but it was all a drug front.
Just when the mayor was finally about to crush the King of Diamonds,
the son of a bitch blew his head off.
So, the King of Diamonds became the new mayor,
And he turned on the people of Bathaikha.
If anyone spoke out against him, he'd send his thugs after them.
He'd have them killed and their bodies dumped outside of their house,
always leaving a King of Diamonds playing card on the corpse as a warning.
As for The mayor's daughter, she realized she had married a sick man,
with a criminal father,
and that her wedding gift had been stolen.
So she tipped off the Russians,
telling them that the King of Diamonds had stolen their egg.
One cold night, they came and took the King of Diamonds
and threw him in prison.
[melancholic music continues playing]
When the son realized Nuwayyer was responsible, he went crazy.
And then blew her brains out.
And that's how Bathaikha ended up in the hands of corruption.
[music fades out]
He Muslim, or…
Who the hell does that?
Good God. It's awful.
Hold up a sec, guys, there's still one thing I don't get.
How is it that the King of Diamonds, a drug god,
who was kept deep in a prison over in Siberia,
has ended up here with you two losers and been turned into a mojito?
He's bad, but there's always someone who's worse.
[groans faintly]
I guess so, bro.
Yeah. Tell him. Tell him how we killed the dude.
He ate some candy, and then…
[whistling]
-What? -Yeah, turns out, he was diabetic.
It was on purpose.
No, it wasn't I gave him some…
-It obviously was an accident. -No.
Anyway, guys, there's someone we need to see, okay?
And whatever it is you guys are wearing, we're gonna have to fix that.
But I don't have anything else here.
[Arabic hip hop music playing]
[music stops]
Calm down. Let's think about this. I know you guys are gonna find them.
[inhales deeply]
Kama Sutra, Kama Sutra, it's fine. Let's just chill.
Saroub, we just found them.
Where?
Both cars are in Bathaikha.
Bathaikha?!
Listen up.
If Bathaikha has one guy who can get back Abu Saroub, It's the bastard in there.
But don't say anything about the dead body or the King of Diamonds.
He gets nervous. Okay?
Great, our only hope here is a wimp.
Are you serious? Is this guy really a wimp?
Hold on. Just listen to me. I'll do the talking.
One word from you and, I swear, I'll annihilate you, got it?
Tell your friend he can't talk to me like that.
Come on man. Just keep walking.
[distant clock ticking and chiming]
-I just got one question. -Ask 60, if you'd like.
[cigarette sizzles]
Is it really true that in Riyadh
you can walk and be holding your phone,
or be holding your wallet with a bunch of cash that's bursting at the seams
without getting stabbed with a knife and robbed blind?
That's right.
You're fresh off the lot without any scratches?
I got a ding or two, but the rest is still covered by the warranty.
Listen, man, I wanna move to Riyadh ASAP. I can't stand it here!
Abboud, all right, man, can we just stick to the matter at hand?
Dude, I can't help you out.
-Why? -I just can't!
Bathaikha isn't the right spot for me.
It's all in the past now, boys.
I'm moving to Riyadh with my brother Merdas.
We got an interview with a security company.
I just need some time to relax.
I'm not happy here. Don't you want what's best for me?
Well, yeah, of course I do. It's me, man
I'll leave here, start a new career,
buy a car, a maroon Accord,
rims 17 inches, dual horn, striped tires.
-Yeah, I know the horn you're thinking of. -[chuckling]
-The exact one, man. Yeah, yeah. -Yeah, Yeah.
-Yeah, yeah. Yeeeah. -Yeah!
-I love you. Hell yeah! -Yeah!
Imagine me on Al Tahliya!
Al Tahliya Street's no longer hip. The new spot is on Turki Al Awwal.
Hey, tell that little bitch that you brought to shut the fuck up.
-What are you, a travel expert? -Can you let up?
-Shh! -Just respect us.
Abboud, If you don't wanna do it for them, do it for me, man.
You know how long we've known each other, Abu Ghadra? You know me.
-Don't let these boys think I'm a bitch. -I'd never.
Good. I'd break into the White House but not the Jack of Diamonds.
-I'm not getting into this. -No one's gonna see you.
Is he who you actually think's gonna break into the Diamond's house for us?
Yeah, Abboud.
Here I was expecting someone like Superman,
A warrior, someone who could come in and save the day.
ABBOUD KHUFFASH A TALENTED SPY
It's all my fault for listening to the two of you.
-I'm supposed to be living with Latifa. -Calm down.
-Instead of having a good life, I have to… -You see this guy?
[dramatic music playing]
-Where did he go? -[Abboud] Turn around!
[music stops]
Behind you! Look!
-You take a look. -You look!
Look at these clowns you brought!
Listen here.
If I ever return to a life of crime, first I'll slit that racist's throat.
-But I'm not racist. -Don't lie.
How could I be? I'm from Jeddah.
What's that got to do with it?
Because I'd be a minority there.
I didn't even say anything offensive, I've just been minding my own business.
-Come on! -You're an annoying brat, I hate you!
That's enough! Look, you know I'm gonna be a witness at your wedding.
And your divorce too. Just shut up!
Let's just speak to Khaffoush.
I'll make sure that you get that Accord with the custom wheels.
'Cause I'm the…
-CO. -C… CEO.
Or just say that you're the top executive instead, all right?
-And he's my tea boy, okay. -Hey, wait I'm not…
My connections might lead to all the… major companies
like Nike wanting to sign a sponsorship deal for your sideburns.
Or you could just do it 'cause he's your friend.
Abu Ghadra, if you're gonna stay my friend,
you're gonna get these racists out of my room now!
-I didn't say anything racist. -What did I tell you?
-I'll do the talking. It's simple. -I didn't say anything.
-It's easy. -Don't be an idiot.
-Get out! -Let's go, man.
Come on! Move it!
-Over there. -I know.
[moody dramatic music playing]
[shudders]
[sniffling]
[sobbing]
Merdas.
Merdas!
I was waiting for you to come back, but not like this.
Not like this, Merdas!
[sobbing]
[moody dramatic music intensifies]
It's about time that the Jack of Diamonds
got a taste of his own medicine!
[music stops]
-[grunts] -[single dramatic note plays]
-Shhh! -Huh?
[Fayadh clears his throat]
I didn't ever know him,
but I'm sure he was a very good brother to you.
And whatever else that I'm supposed to say to you.
Well, so, about the corpse…
You still want that Accord, right?
Who cares about Accord's anymore?
I'll get Abu Saroub.
And in return, you're gonna let me have that dead prick!
Yeah, that's right.
A head for a head.
[Saroub] Easy, all right. Fuck this shithole of a neighborhood, man!
-Hammu. -Huh?
Ever seen a guy turned into minced meat?
[chuckling] No.
Yeah, well get ready to.
[distant chatter]
[distant dog barking]
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[Abboud] Man, it looks empty.
I've never seen the Jack of Diamonds' house look like this.
Yeah, I guess they all gotta be out looking for his father or something.
No one's there.
Okay, better go now.
[engine starts]
Look I know some info from my brother.
The Jack of Diamonds keeps everything inside a safe in his house.
The safe has an electronic locking door that can only be opened with a key card.
But he keeps the card around his neck.
So, here's the plan that I have.
You will cut off the power to the house.
The safe door has its own power supply.
And you, you'll be in the car.
Five hundred meters away.
When I come out with the hostage, you pick us up.
And then how about me?
You're here.
With the body.
And just in case, we won't use our real names.
I'm "The Bat."
-"The Nobleman," that's you. -How did you know?
You're "The Racist Bear."
And I'm Abu Ghadra.
That's right.
[chuckling] Yeah.
And if none of you screw it up, I'll break into the guy's house,
get your friend back from the Jack of Diamonds
in under a minute.
-[music fades out] -[breathing fast]
[Fayadh] Don't mess up the plan, man, Come on!
Are you crazy? Don't kill him!
Listen, how do you expect him to suffer at all if we end up murdering him, huh?
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[distant dog barking]
[inhaling deeply and coughing]
Buddy, I'm watching you, so stay put.
[metallic rattling]
BATHAIKHA PHARMACY
[coughing]
[inhaling deeply]
[moody spaghetti western music continues playing]
SHEIKHS' CHAUFFEUR
[car alarm beeps]
[screaming]
TRANQUILITY HOTEL
[jingling]
[music fades out]
Yeah that's right, dipshits.
I'll show you!
[groans]
CARD - JACK OF DIAMONDS THE SAFE - POWER BOX
-[tense music playing] -[gasping]
[Fayadh] Abboud. Please, man, just stick to the plan!
It'd be totally stupid to kill him now. Come on, bro.
He'll suffer more knowing that his father's dead.
Think about it! Just use your head!
[grunts]
[breathing fast]
[beeps]
[tense music continues playing]
[creaking]
[loud metallic click]
[tense, high-pitched noise crescendo]
[noise stops]
[ominous music playing]
[music stops]
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[high-pitched electrical hum]
Hold on.
What is this?
-[loud shattering] -What was that?
I'm sorry.
[moody spaghetti western music continues playing]
Shhh.
I just bought us two minutes.
Café is open.
Shhh. The order's right in front of me.
Way to go.
Three karak tea's?
That's the order.
Yeah! You're the man! Oh, hell yeeeeah!
[moody spaghetti western music continues playing]
Shhh.
Racist Bear, come bring the car.
Bring the car, Racist Bear!
Racist Bear!
[music fades out slowly]
[ticking]
[Luqman] You got until 2 a.m., got that?
If you don't bring me back my money, you know what I'll do?
[clock chiming]
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[tires screeching]
Get down! Get down!
[gasping]
[tense music playing]
[music fades out]
Care to rate your trip?
'Cause I deserve five stars.
What are you talking about?
Look you have your passport and now you have the egg.
So I think I've done enough.
What's wrong?
All this time I've been treated like I was an insect.
-Like a nothing. 'Cause I drive for work. -[moody rock music playing quietly]
But it turns out, you're the daughter of the Jack of Diamonds.
Yeah.
I was scared the whole time.
If you knew who my dad was, you wouldn't want to marry me, would you?
Darwish, just listen, everything that I've done,
it's because I love you so much.
Because you love me?
And what would you have done if you hated me then?
Take your things and leave.
So, you think that you're better than my dad, hm?
You just left!
You abandoned your friends and left them behind to die!
[moody rock music plays more loudly]
Get outta here!
Go on!
-[moody rock music continues playing] -[Darwish sobs]
[screams]
[continues sobbing]
[moody rock music continues playing]
[music fades out]
[gasps quietly]
-What the-- -[thud]
[gasps]
[loud thud]
-[in foreign language] Where are we going? -You have no patience, Saltouh.
Revenge is a dish best served cold. Remember that phrase.
You got that, man? Yeah, hello?
[lively music playing]
Hey, what's up?
Talk to me, Trad.
Okay. It's time. Got that?
It's time that we execute our plan. It's now or never. Are you ready?
If you really think so I guess we gotta do it. I'm as ready as I'll ever be.
That's the spirit.
[groans]
[slow, ominous music playing]
-[chatter continues on TV] -[slurping noise]
[coughing]
[tense music playing]
You Darwish?
-Yeah, that's Darwish! -You shut up!
All right.
[kitten meows]
Where's the Cadillac at?
-What Cadillac? -Don't play dumb, man! The Cadillac!
You tried to give me that piece of junk car!
-I was gonna give it to Luqman! -Fayadh gave it to you! Ask Fayadh!
-Don't you bullshit me! Go fuck yourself! -[Luqman] Enough!
I swear to God, that I got a brand new homemade bomb
ready if you don't shut it!
This asshole owes me a Cadillac!
-He says you gave him a piece of junk. -N-n-n-n--
He had the nerve to say to Fayadh, "How can we trust Abu Ghadra?"
I'm a saint compared to you, bitch! You should be ashamed!
[screams]
[Darwish whimpers]
[Abu] Hey!
[tense music continues]
Uh, Luh-- Uh, Luqman.
How big is it, huh?
-What exactly? -[chuckling] Man! Your ass!
He wants to blow up your ass!
What? You think I'll answer that? -[laughs]
One size fits all then.
[Abu] Calm down. Quit moving around so much!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Luqman, let's discuss this!
Come on!
It's not cool, bro. I thought we were friends?
[Darwish gasps]
[both gasping]
-Luqman, why? Hey! -God help me!
Laqumi, please, man! I don't deserve to die!
[kitten meows]
Think of us as your kittens!
Imagine we were your kids!
I wanna be your playful pet kitten, Luq, meow!
[Darwish and Abu scream]
Luqman! How could you do me like this?
Oh God, why?!
[both continue screaming]
-[Abu] Spare me! -[door opens]
[tense music continues playing]
[music intensifies]
[hard slap]
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
LATIFA QUEEN OF DIAMONDS!
The Queen of Diamonds!
Latifa?!
Put that shit out or else you can join 'em!
-[gasping] -[music stops]
[shuddering]
Whatcha trying to blow up their ass for?
They promised to give me a car that they didn't actually own.
For sure.
It's strictly business! Nothing personal.
You there, what's your story?
Uh, I don't have one. I just came to see Luqman.
I owe him some cash, but that's it, really.
I'm forgiving his debt.
-I completely absolve him. -Seriously? Thanks.
-I don't want his money, I don't. -May you stay humble, my friend. Uh…
I mean, may you be filled with grace.
-Not that you aren't graceful already. -Nah, it's fine.
-It's cool. -I love you. I'd never mean to offend you.
-[Luqman] I love you too-- -Zip it!
You're all greedy, so why don't you all just shut up?
[tense music playing]
Darwish, did anyone see your face in Bathaikha?
No.
-[cell phone ringing] -[music stops]
-Hello? -[Darwish] Jack of Diamonds?
Who's this?
I sent you a photo of me yesterday.
-Okay. -I wanna ask for your daughter's hand.
[moody Arabic music playing]
After Friday prayer, at my house.
[scraping sound]
My friends want to be there, so there'll be a group.
Thanks for accommodating.
[music becomes more lively]
[screams]
Looks like the Angel of Death works overtime.
[people singing in Arabic]
[music stops]
[door creaks]
[upbeat music playing]
Who's this?
Hey, it's me! I'm not as green as you think.
If I don't get paid the $5,000 that you owe me, I'll make your photos go viral!
No, take pity, it's fine.
Think of me like I'm your sister.
Fat chance! Like my sister?! My sister's way more of a saint than you'll ever be!
[screaming]
You got any idea who you're trying to blackmail, Casanova?!
Lolita.
-[Luqman] Jack of Diamond's daughter. -Daughter?
Her father doesn't know about it.
But I swear to God, you blackmailing son of a bitch,
I'll give you an hour to ask him if you can marry Lolita!
-Or I'll blow up your ass! -[screams]
So half of it lands in Dammam and the other in Jeddah!
You'll be all over town with gunpowder farts! You got that!?
I'd like to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage.
[screams]
[flies buzzing]
[Abu] Open the gate, kid.
You shut up! Why should I let you in?
Delivery, man.
Fuck you! Eat shit. All right just piss off! Get on outta here. Go! Get!
Oh, my dear God.
[tense music playing]
[tapping]
-Who are you people?! -[screaming]
-I can't take it any longer! -Speak up!
-[screaming] -[music fades out]
Sir, your father's at the warehouse. He wants to see you right now.
[moody spaghetti western music playing]
[car engine starts]
[tires screeching]
[car engine idling]
Listen, you go get the hostages. I gotta go get something.
Okay.
[moody spaghetti western music continues playing]
Move!
[loud explosion]
[echoing thud]
[moody spaghetti western music continues playing]
[faint electronic ticking sound]
[electronic beeping continues more loudly]
CUSTOMER'S NAME: JACK OF DIAMONDS
[beeping continues]
-No. Oh, shit. -[rapid ticking]
[loud explosion]
The smoke's color doesn't look like it's just TNT.
It's ammonia.
-How much did you add? -A little less than a ton.
[music fades out]
[chuckles] But what about global warming?
It's off cryiiiiing!
[both laugh]
Oh my God, Luqman, that's some funny shit.
Oh, here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Let's go, hop! Hop! Hurry!
Let's go, Darwish! Hop on! What? Hey!
Darwish! Darwish! Darwish!
Darwish!
-Just leave him. -Man!
That girl is making him crazy.
Hey, Darwish! He went back for Latifa?
-He won't learn. -Your friend's an idiot.
I call that she ends up leaving him! There's no future there.
How long do we wait?
[gasping]
[breathing fast]
Latifa, it's time to go. Hurry. Come on. Let's go.
Hurry, hurry.
[upbeat music playing]
As the poem goes: "Exalted honor remains… unscathed
-Only defended with blood and blade." -What?
Your savior is here, Lolita!
[Darwish] I told you not to talk to her!
-I got bigger problems than you! -[grunts]
Go, Latifa! I'm right behind you! Go!
She's not yours, man, back off!
[tense music playing]
[men screaming]
Help! Help!
[gunfire]
[car tires screech]
[tense music continues playing]
[music stops abruptly]
[exhales deeply]
Latifa?
[tense music playing]
What are you holding?
Give it here.
Give It!
[shudders]
I should've buried you with your mother.
[tense music intensifies]
[gun blast]
-[music stops] -[body thuds]
[breathing fast and gasps faintly]
[gun clatters]
[screams]
[tense music plays faintly]
[music intensifies]
[music stops]
[engine idling]
[Darwish] Trouble with her father?
Don't worry all right. 'Cause it'll all work out.
How about playing us some tunes?
["Ee Laa" by Flipperachi playing]
CAT SHELTER
♪ Flipp is bizzack ♪
♪ Ten shows a week, I been so bizzack ♪
♪ Y’all been bizzay Takin' ‘em selfies in the toilet ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ Chicken nugget You agree la ♪
♪ I should be In a million dollar deal la ♪
♪ Boy you wanna go big, huh ♪
♪ You gotta chill on the food Lana 9ayratli feela ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ To all the ladies you feelin' all good ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ Aight chill tell me how you feel ♪
♪ Are you for real? Did you pay your bill? ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ 'Cause I’m the landlord of hip hop And if you didn’t know now you will ♪
[singing in Arabic]
-♪ Chicken nugget ♪ -[singing in Arabic]
♪ Fresh out the kitchen ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ 'Cause you would listen But don’t know the message that's hidden ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ To all the ladies you feelin' all good ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ Bad like Michael Jackson ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ To all the ladies you feelin' all good ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ Aight chill tell me how you feel ♪
♪ Are you for real did you pay your bill ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ Cause I'm the landlord of hip hop And if you didn’t know now you will ♪
[singing in Arabic]
-♪ Chicken nugget ♪ -[singing in Arabic]
♪ Fresh out the kitchen ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ 'Cause you would listen But don't know the message that's hidden ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ To all the ladies you feelin' all good ♪
[singing in Arabic]
♪ To all the ladies you feelin' all good ♪
[singing in Arabic]
[song ends]
[person speaking Arabic]