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So you wear this when you get married?

It's supposed to make you exotic

for your husband.

Omar told me, Salwah,

about your marriage.

You know, I don't even know the guy.

I haven't seen him since I was 12.

I hardly remember that.

How can Mustafa expect you to marry

a man you don't even know?

It's tradition, you know.

The family arranges it

to protect the woman.

Listen, it's none of my business, Salwah,

but you need to marry a man

that you love, a man you want to...

I mean, isn't there somebody

that you'd like to, you know...

Shh!

- Kate.

- No one?

I really don't believe it.

Let's face it, Salwah,

you're not the Virgin Mary.

Okay, okay, okay.

All right, there is this doctor

at the hospitaI.

He's very nice. He's very cute.

And he kind of asked me out

for Japanese food at his house.

Okay, well, there you go.

I think you should do it with him.

Kate, stop it.

I'm not gonna just do it with him.

Well, do you like him?

So go out with him.

Why not? Because you're Muslim?

Look, even Omar struggles

with the differences between us,

but it doesn't matter.

What do you mean?

He never told his parents

we were living together,

but all that tradition stuff,

that just goes out the window

when there's love.

Mohammed, what is it?

You don't want to pray with us?

You want to talk about it?

Did Muslims really kill

all those people in the twin towers?

Listen to me, habibi

There are good Muslims and bad Muslims,

like all other religions.

And the ones who flew those planes

were bad and ignorant of Islam.

Who's a good Muslim?

Muhammad Ali is a good Muslim.

He's a black guy, not an Egyptian.

Your dad is a Muslim and Egyptian.

Don't you count me?

Closed? Where is Leila?

- Mr. Marzoke.

- What's going on?

We'd like to bring you in

for further questioning, if you don't mind.

- What for?

- We'll get into that.

No, go into it now.

Mr. Marzoke, I could arrest you,

if that's what you want,

or you can come with us voluntarily

and show your willingness to cooperate.

No, go ahead, arrest me.

I want a record of this.

I'm not gonna disappear

into one of your cells

and nobody knows where I am.

I don't know where you get your ideas

of how we operate, sir,

but it's not like that.

I'm back, Leila.

Who's that? Do you work here, sir?

Do you speak English?

Do you have residency papers, sir?

Sir, what are you doing here?

- You!

- You have to come with us.

Leave him alone! He didn't do anything!

- Take the kids away.

- Back off.

- He's not resisting. Please, please don't.

- I have to take you in.

if the infidels attacks our God,

it is our responsibility to defend Him

Are you ready? Ready!

That is tight. That is hot.

They're running this on prime time, dude.

You are gonna blow the f*** up.

Give me.

Now remind me,

who got you on this MOW?

- You did, Dez.

- Give me some more. Give me some more.

Thank you.

Thank you, but I'm saying

it's another bad-guy Arab.

You know, this thing that happened with

American Safety

Dude, I got clients

who'd gun down their granny

for one episode of this hot-sh*t series,

American Safety

And how many did you book? Seven?

Who is your f***ing manager?

Dez, I'm gratefuI for the work,

for the MOW, too, really.

All right.

I don't know, this kind of image

they want me to play, it's demeaning.

Worse, it's like, I don't know,

crushing my souI.

Omar, you'd better not even be thinking

about bailing out on me on this.

Okay, they changed the role on you,

but you did the right thing.

You rolled with it.

You turn around and back out now,

I'll never be able to book you again.

I f***ing mean it.

We square?

Good.

Terry, get me Saperstein.

- Sorry, it's my fiance.

- No, it's cooI.

Kate, I'm leaving. I'll call you.

What? Mustafa?

- All right, tell Salwah I'll be right there.

- You are bad, dude. You are bad.

Oh, yeah, I'm an accessory.

But it'll happen again.

That's right. That's right.

I hear you. I hear you.

Dez...

Uh...

Hang on for one second.

Yeah?

I mean it.

After this, no more.

It's killing me.

Omar.

Okay. All right.

No more terrorists.

I'll see what I can do.

Okay? Go.

Go, go, eat your falafeI, shish kebab,

whatever you want to call them.

And have some espresso, too. Get a life.

Sh*t. Terry, I lost him.

Yeah, get me Sap on the phone.

Sap? Sorry about that.

Yeah. Yeah.

Salwah. What is it?

Come in. Come in, please.

Salwah, are you okay?

Okay, Mr. Marzoke.

Come with me, please.

Sorry for all the noise, Mr. Marzoke.

Where am I?

We maintain a presence

in a number of locations.

So, Mr. Marzoke,

you don't appear to have

much of a financiaI acumen

for someone who runs his own shop

and owns a car service.

As a matter of fact, you're in the red.

You're very near foreclosure.

- I'm struggling. Is that a crime?

- No, no.

But since you are struggling, as you say,

we were wondering how you could afford

to make such sizable

monthly wire transfers

to a terrorist organization.

I don't send the money to terrorists.

Well, "terrorist" has a broad definition.

The Saudis don't consider HAMAS

to be a terrorist organization, for example,

but the US government does.

I'm not a Saudi.

You send money to an entity

called the Sharia Foundation.

Now, there is a charitable organization

called the Sharia Islamic Foundation.

And they've been known

to finance jihad studies

in madrasas worldwide.

I told you before, I just make zakat

No, these are not zakat

The Sharia Foundation is not a foundation.

It's a storefront operation.

Ostensibly it exports Egyptian music,

movies, the Quran on tape,

things of that type, but unofficially

it's a cash delivery service.

It's not illegaI.

I don't use banks

because banks charge so much money

and it takes weeks

before the money clears.

I know the man who owns the business.

I trust him more than banks.

- Where does the cash go?

- I know the man.

This man brings the money door-to-door.

- Where does it go?

- And in 24 hours the money is there.

- Answer me!

- A bank cannot do that.

Where does the cash go?

The government takes money from you,

taxes you...

- Answer my question. Where does it go?

- To my cousin, sir.

Why?

Because my father sold our land for me

so I can own my business here.

He sold it to his brother, like a loan,

with the promise that we'll buy it back.

Buying it back was my responsibility,

to make a life here,

to bring my sister over.

My father didn't live

to see the land come back.

Because all these years

I've been trying to buy the land back.

And every night when I go to sleep

I can hear my own father's voice saying,

"Mustafa,

"what happened to your promise?

What happened to your land?"

So you sent your money

through a hawala service

to buy your land back.

Why didn't you say that before?

Why did you tell me

it was a charitable donation?

Even my sister and my kids

don't know about this, sir.

Where I come from,

it is a shame for a man to lose his land.

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