The Blue Elephant Part 2 (الفيل الأزرق 2)

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SECTION 8 WEST

Is she playing dumb or what?

They say you don't remember killing your husband and daughter.

Something strange is happening in the ward.

Farida!

Farida!

Farida!

Tell Dr. Akram what happened.

When I saw the victim for the last time, she was talking to Farida.

Then I lost consciousness.

It seems I fainted. I woke up and found myself thrown there.

They all say the same thing.

Collective memory loss. Last thing they saw was the victim talking to Farida.

They woke up when the lights came on.

-Where's Farida? -Isolated.

She refused to be interrogated by the police.

Open, Laila.

Farida!

Farida!

What happened in the ward?

Yehia Rashed.

I'll only talk to Dr. Yehia Rashed.

Who's Dr. Yehia Rashed?

-Hello. -Good morning, Dr. Yehia.

Good morning.

I'm Dr. Akram Riad, administrator of Section 8 West for Women.

Hello?

Where are you, Doctor?

I'm on a balcony right now.

I mean, can you come to the hospital?

There's a case that requires your presence.

I quit psychiatry about five years ago.

No, it's not work.

The case I'm talking about wants you specifically.

Wants me specifically?

Who?

I'm waiting for you. Please don't be late.

Good morning.

-Good morning. -Hi.

Yehia.

Don't you want to tell me what the matter is?

You'll get upset.

Hello!

Hello!

How are you, Mr. Zizo?

Shall we donate the dog, Hania? The house smells bad.

-No, we'll donate you. -Girl!

Aren't we going to the amusement park?

What about Friday, Mr. Zizo?

What's with your smell?

"Your smell"? Okay, thanks.

Good morning.

Sorry, you called me many times, but after the reception...

Sorry.

Afterwards, our friend Ibrahim got sick and was hospitalized.

Ibrahim. Didn't I introduce him to you?

Don't we have anything to eat?

You drank, of course.

-One complimentary glass. -You don't stop at one drink.

And you haven't taken insulin in days.

I got tired of the shots, Lobna. I got tired of being ill.

You got tired of the shots, your illness, our home and the kids.

You got tired of me!

Listen. Let's postpone the anger for six months, or just cancel it.

Why don't we travel? It's almost my birthday.

I want to see the sea. But let's go without the kids.

We'll go to Hurghada. All my friends are there.

Don't interfere. Get dressed, please. You'll be late for training.

Easy on her, Lobna. She's a grown-up.

I'll do what you want when I get a break from work.

I may go to Abasya today. The admin needs me to consult on a case.

You think they want me back?

Where?

Didn't we agree not to bring it up again?

I didn't bring it up. The hospital did.

SECTION 8 WEST

Dr. Yehia Rashed. I have an appointment with Dr. Akram.

Show me your ID.

-I'm Dr. Yehia Rashed, to meet Dr. Akram. -He's waiting.

Open the door.

Dr. Yehia Rashed.

It's Dr. Yehia Rashed. Come in, Doctor.

Hello.

Please, sit down.

I'm sorry you were summoned without an appointment. Sorry.

It seems you drink black coffee.

Right. With water, please, Doctor.

The greeting wasn't nice.

He's obsessed with organizing.

He won't take off the glasses. His eyes will give him away. He still drinks.

Black coffee and water.

Which hospital are you at now?

I'm a PR manager for a real estate company.

Wow!

Real estate? A completely different field.

I won't waste your time, anyway.

A one-sided smile.

He's hiding his contempt because he needs me.

We had a murder in the ward yesterday.

No suspect can remember what happened. Collective memory loss.

Except one. She bit off the victim's ear.

When we asked her about it, she asked to see you.

Farida Obeid.

I don't know her, but of course I heard about her case on social media.

No eye contact while talking.

It's hard to believe he's someone who studied body language...

Farida Obeid killed her daughter and husband.

Locked herself away, swallowed the key.

She claims she doesn't remember any of it.

It's highly possible she confirms her illness with another murder.

Or it may have been too severe a trauma for her brain to take,

so it stopped recording to avoid self-destruction.

I'm glad you still remember psychiatry.

Let's go.

I got my MRCP in Britain and worked for a while in Rodmore Hospital.

Then I got an offer to be the admin of Section 8 West for Women, so I came.

Open, Walaa.

First thing I asked for was to fix the isolation room.

I designed it exactly like the one in Britain.

Speaking of the isolation room,

your last case before leaving the hospital, Sherif Al Kordy.

What happened there?

Nothing.

Unfortunately, Dr. Sameh came in at the wrong time.

The patient was in a rage. He killed him.

And the numbers on the wall were magic?

Not at all.

I convinced Sherif I was exorcising a ghost named Na'el from him.

I implanted an idea.

He believed it and woke up.

A very smart idea.

But let's treat Farida the regular way.

All right.

Come in, Doctor.

Farida.

It's Dr. Yehia Rashed.

Tell him what happened in the ward.

We were supposed to meet a long time ago.

Sorry, I don't understand.

Do you know me?

Lobna.

Your wife.

She was my friend.

For years.

But not anymore.

How can I help you, Farida?

What about the night of the murder?

It was a cold day.

I was with Mom shopping for a mirror for the villa.

I had horrible insomnia.

Horrible.

Then I slept.

I slept.

I woke up to find that I locked myself in the room.

My hand covered with blood.

Blood. My whole leg was covered in blood.

I unlocked the door

and retraced my footsteps...

to find the blood leading...

leading to Laila's room.

Laila was...

Laila was killed on her bed.

And Hesham was on the floor.

I didn't kill them.

I didn't kill them.

I didn't kill them!

I didn't...

I didn't have time to kiss them.

I didn't have time to keep something of theirs to smell.

I didn't have time.

Farida.

We've heard such stories too many times.

Since you killed a fellow patient, your execution is very likely.

Didn't you ask your mother why you don't look like your late father?

Not even like your uncle.

I need you, Doctor.

Obviously, you know each other.

I swear I don't know her. Maybe she was my wife's friend.

And she talks about the resemblance to an uncle...

Your wife's name is Lobna?

Yes.

I'll ask her when I'm home.

I'll leave you alone with her. But I'll watch the surveillance camera.

Can we untie her, Doctor?

You still love her like before?

Why did you ask to meet me, Farida?

I heard about Sherif Al Kordy's case.

Lobna's brother.

So I thought you're the only one who can help me.

Lobna has always talked about you. She said you were the love of her life.

Like Nirmeen.

Your first wife.

She also said you were the love of her life.

How do you know Nirmeen?

Don't drink in front of your daughter.

Don't drink in front of your daughter.

"Don't drink in front of your daughter." That was minutes before the accident.

- 160. -160.

160?