Tahir's House (بيت طاهر)

Making a mess and getting told off by your family is normal.

What's not normal is messing up big-time

with your sister, your father, and your father's mother-in-law,

and you sit there observing it together.

I'm Youssef, the unknown soldier in this operation.

My sister Aziza is in charge of money and accounting.

Yeah. Lead the conversation.

As for my father, he's the big boss.

Son of a gun.

His mother-in-law, Grandma Lutfia, is the mastermind.

Take it easy.

For you to understand what happened, let's go back three months.

TAHIR'S HOUSE

ESTABLISHED IN 1409 AH

Okay. Your answers are great so far.

What if they ask about what makes you stand out and add something to the job?

I'm extremely smart, cunning, and I'm a problem solver.

-I work well under pressure. -Good.

Finally, I have five years of experience as an assistant manager.

In the fish shop?

Karim, a fish shop or a vegetable shop. How will they know?

Stop asking.

Okay. What if they ask you why you wanna leave your job of five years

for a new one?

Simple. I'll say that management was great in the first four years.

They had a career ladder. I was happy.

But management changed, and it didn't suit me.

Listen. Why don't you tell them your mother just passed away?

They might hire you.

Karim, what's with this cheap drama?

I trained with them for three months.

This interview is just a formality for me to sign the contract.

No, not like this. That's not how you water the plants.

You're drowning them.

I don't like to do this.

Really? Give it to me.

Besides, no one can replace Mom.

God rest your soul, Mariam. Go, sweetie.

Go and help your father.

He can't cause trouble with the customers again.

You want to travel and leave me with your annoying father.

But listen. I'll kill him and free myself.

Stop it. You're going to Umrah .

You know what? Forget it.

Grandma? Let's get Dad before he ruins his Ihram .

And you. We got food poisoning the last time we bought fish from you.

I don't understand how the city allows this atrocity.

Fish is fish, Um Mohamad. You don't know how to cook it.

Me?

Calm down, you two.

The entire block can hear you.

Do you hear what he's saying?

I said we got food poisoning last time,

and he said it's my fault.

No, you shouldn't have, Jumaa.

Let me get you some fish you will love.

I don't want anything from you.

-Let me be! -Um Mohamad, calm down.

Um Mohamad!

What? The shop was working fine for 40 years,

and you ruined it in one year.

Who cares? We don't need this headache.

Go finish the inventory and follow up on the shipment with Karim.

Hurry up. Let's finish the Umrah before the Zuhr prayer.

Let's go.

Youssef Jumaa Tahir?

Youssef Jumaa Tahir.

You were in sales?

Yes, a pivotal part of the company.

It really needs development and expansion.

If we can expand the supply chain, we can cover the deficit in "deman."

Deficit in...

In "deman," which means demand.

There is no deficit, but we can support the national product,

and this will help emerging young talent.

Our department will become one of the pioneer departments and so on.

Didn't the current manager tell you why you're here?

No, but I know why.

To sign my employment contract since I'm officially being hired.

Here you go.

Termination?

Unfortunately, your performance evaluation wasn't good enough to get you a job offer.

I hate fish.

Did you sign?

The equipment is in the room,

and one of the guys would stay here.

Let him know when you're done.

Ms. Leen wants to see you. Have a seat.

No. It won't work. Tell her I'll see her another time.

I'm so happy I caught you.

Me too.

Okay, what do you think? This or that?

What for?

For a man like you, of course.

Someone with your looks, qualities, height, and daily activities.

I mean...

If it's for a man like me, neither one will work.

But thank you.

You know?

He's right.

Do you need something?

Yes, I need you.

...at the shooting location.

Shooting? I told her Bassel will stay.

-Bassel? -No, I need you. Honestly, I need you.

I mean, as a model, of course.

I have a new men's collection, and I feel that you...

God bless you. I'm the last one who can be a model.

On the contrary.

You're the only one who was honest.

Don't say that. I'll cry.

It's just that Youssef is busy, and I need to cover for him.

Right! He's your milking brother.

Yes, Youssef. My milk brother, not milking brother.

Can we do this later? Maybe we'll get the chance...

No! This is the best time. He has masculine taste like you.

Of course, there's no one like you.

But if that's what it takes for you to come, then bring him along.

-Hopefully. I'll see. -You'll come? You are.

I'll let you know. We'll see.

The clothes might not fit them.

Sundus! It's none of your business. Stay out of it.

How is that possible?

Hello, Aziza.

Could you send us a copy of your passport before our meeting today?

Hi, yes, sure. Right away.

I made a copy, but I got really busy.

What happened? Are you off the hook?

You are. I'll work in the shop.

Why? What happened?

My bad luck forces me to work in this fish shop.

Everywhere I go, my stench gets there first

and closes all the doors in my face.

Nothing will work out for me.

You know? I smell something.

I can smell it.

It's not me. I used cologne.

I smell your laziness and stupidity.

When will you realize that you are the problem,

not the shop that pays your bills?

I shouldn't have come.

It's my fault for trying to help you come back to reality

instead of living in your delusions.

This is it.

This is reality, with its stench and the few pennies we get from it.

And you're one to talk.

You're going to Korea and leaving everything to me.

Keep it down so that Dad doesn't hear you.

I didn't tell him yet.

Reality says your dad is in Mecca praying for your mom,

and he can't hear us.

Unless he bugged the place.

God help your wife.

How does she put up with your stupidity?

What can I do? The heart wants what it wants.

Aida? Why are you here?

I mean, welcome to the shop!

Thank you. I wanted to congratulate you on the new job.

Also, to see if you were still mad at me

and didn't want to come home to share the news.

Thank you. No, I can't get mad at you. You know that.

Aida, I'll get a cup of tea. Do you want some?

No, thank you. I have to get back to the office.

A small gift for you.

-What is it? Sweets? -Read the card.

"To Youssef, my husband, my friend, my lover."

"Congrats on the new job. Aida."

Thank you. God bless you.

How do I unwrap it?

A workbook?

A notebo... Yes, for the appointments, huh? And this.

I need it, especially after today.

Really? Since you're employed and excited, why didn't you tell me?

My love, your happiness means the world to me.

I got the night shift, and I came to pick up a few things.

I'm going back to work, then I'll surprise you tonight.

Maybe then you'll let me come back home.

Youssef, I am not against having kids,

but I wanted us to have some stability.

It seems you're finally on the right path, so we can think about it.

Really? You mean...

I mean, you're welcome back home. Unless you didn't miss home.

How could that be? Of course I did.

I'll get my stuff, and we'll go home. You skip work and...

What? Aren't you working the night shift?

Do you want to be absent on your first day?

Right. Work is more important.

Fine. I'll see you tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

I smell new trouble.

So men are sweet creatures

and very sensitive.

They're very emotional and are affected easily.

Listen to me.

Focus on every word I say...

Peace be upon you.

And upon you too. Come here.

-May God accept your prayers. -And yours.

I prayed for you, son.

-I hope you get it. -Amen.