May in the Summer Page #5

A friend.

What friend?

His name's Karim.

I don't know his last name, Mom.

He could be Muslim or Hindu.

For all I know, he's Jewish.

Would that make you happy?

That's not why I asked.

And it wouldn't make me happy.

I don't believe in

these religions.

They don't

believe in yours either.

I don't have a religion, May.

I have the truth.

I'd like to take a moment to

explain about the hotel

and the facilities of

the hotel, if it's okay.

We're right now in the main building

called Zara building?

The room will be located over here.

on, my em!

Isn't it crazy

that that's Palestine?

Yeah.

We could swim there.

If we wanted to die.

What?

There are landmines in here.

No way.

If you swim out too far.

How do you think

they keep the refugees out?

God, that is messed up.

Here we are with

all our petty problems.

Do we choose tall centerpieces

or short centerpieces?

Should we hire a band or a DJ?

Band.

Should we spend

the entire lifesavings or only half of it.

All of it.

Yeah...

It is pretty ridiculous.

Why do people even

do it anymore?

I don't know.

You would think that

the 50 percent divorce rate,

people would not wanna

do it as much.

At least keep it simple.

Geez.

I mean, wouldn't it be nice

to just exchange vows in a garden?

Drink a glass of champagne?

Shove cupcakes

into each other's faces?

And just go on a honeymoon?

That sounds great.

Why don't you guys do that?

Ziad wanted

the traditional thing.

Mostly for his family.

Couldn't you make some

kind of compromise?

I didn't wanna

make a big deal out of it.

Then how is it a big deal if

it's what you want?

You're having doubts, May?

No.

I don't know.

I hear myself say it and I

think, "What is wrong with me?"

Why can't I just be happy?

He's so good to me.

Do you know how many

drafts of my book he read?

How many times he made me

dinner when I was writing.

He brings me breakfast in bed.

Who does that'?

He makes the best

egg white frittata ever.

But that doesn't mean you

have to marry him.

What are you doing out here?

Where's Tamer?

Having a work crisis.

That sucks.

Well, at least we get to

spend some time to ourselves, right?

We always have time

to ourselves.

. Okay-

Uh, hey, uh...

[AMP-IE

You sound like an

obnoxious American, that's all.

At least I speak Arabic.

You speak just as shitty Arabic

as I do, Yasmine.

I do not speak

shitty Arabic, okay?

I took two years in college.

So what?

I taught myself how to read.

You have to sound things

out like a child.

Which is

more than you can say.

- Excuse me?

- I understand the meanings

- of the words...

- Doesn't matter if you can't speak it.

You don't even understand

the origin of the word...

Guys, you speak

equally shitty Arabic.

Let's relax.

Let me get on in it

I wanna make love

with you, you, you

Come on let me get it

Let me get up in it

I wanna make

love with you, you, you...

Men are retarded.

No.

Dalia... Stop it!

Perfect.

Yasmine, stop it.

It's in my nose.

Hey!

Hello.

Hi.

- HEY

- Hey.

Where have you been?

Stupid clients

can't make up their minds.

At the last minute, they wanted some

changes on their website.

I had to do it, Yasmine.

Yeah, of course.

We're glad you could join us.

Please, don't be mad.

I'm not, you're blocking my sun.

I wanna have a good time.

No one's stopping you.

I wanna have a

good time with you.

Come on, Yasmine,

he couldn't help it.

Excuse me?

You're defending him?

You're being unfair.

What do you know?

Just trying to help.

Well, I don't

need your help, okay?

Why don't you go flirt with

the bartender some more?

Okay, I think I should go.

No, no, stay.

What the hell was

that supposed to mean?

It means you seem a little

confused, lately.

Why, because I'm actually friendly

to people and not bitchy, like you.

Is that what you

call that, being friendly?

Well, maybe you should stop

being so friendly.

I mean, people might

get the wrong impression.

You are getting married,

aren't you?

That's right,

run away like you always do.

Run and hide, that's the answer.

Hi, my name is May

and my life is perfect.

And you're all the f***ed-up ones.

What do you want, Yasmine?

I wanna know

why Ziad isn't here?

And I wanna know why you don't give

a sh*t about your wedding?

Because I don't know

that I wanna go through with it.

Well, then why didn't

you tell us?

Tell you what?

I don't even

know what to tell myself.

Wouldn't it help to

talk about it?

And risk

the whole world finding out?

- No.

- Come on, that is such bullshit.

Yasmine, Yasmine?

Did you tell Tamer that I'm gay?

Dalia,

now's not the time.

His friend Chati just outed himself to me

because he thinks that I'm gay.

Aren't you?

That's not the point.

Are you going around

and just telling everybody?

What am I supposed to

do, okay, lie?

Who I do or do net sleep

with is rue-body's business, okay?

See big mouth?

So, what, you think I

can't be trusted.

- You can't be.

- You can't be.

I wasn't talking to you.

How could you tell

people that, how can I trust you?

You are always telling

people things.

If you knew something was

wrong, why didn't you say anything?

Don't blame us?

How were we supposed to know you're

thinking of calling the whole thing off.

Wait, What?

I thought you were

gonna wait till Ziad got here.

I'm not calling it off.

You told Dalia?

You told Dalia

and you didn't tell me.

I told Dalia this morning while

you were busy making out

with your boyfriend,

thank you very much.

But I'm really glad to know that

that's all you care about.

You wonder why

I can't talk to you?

You have never been

happy for me.

- Excuse me?

- Either of you.

Whoa, what?

No, you wish you were

the one getting married and you...

don't think anyone should

get married.

I never said that, May.

Gays don't have the same

rights, I get it.

Gays, what is

wrong with you people.

Why do you think I'm gay?

'Cause you haven't had a

boyfriend in ten years.

So what... I'm so sorry

to disappoint all of you.

And you know what, even if someone

is, I mean, there's nothin wrong...

I never said there was!

I only told Tamer because I was

proud to have a sister who was a lesbian.

I am not a lesbian!

I saw your mom.

We went to the wedding planner

and he was showing us

the reception hall.

And I just kept thinking

I don't know how to do this.

You're-you're upset,

okay.

Just listen to me, Ziad.

You need a break from

your family.

They're making you crazy.

Well, then, we're all crazy.

Okay, I'm gonna he there in

a few days, all right?

We'll figure all of this out.

. May?

Mom called.

May?

Edward.

On.

Oh, my goodness.

. Dad?

Hey, Dad, hi.

Was it another

heart attack?

Well, they did some

tests and we'll hear in a little bit.

Good to see you...

Nice to meet you.

I heard so much about you.

No, you too.

Not all bad things, I hope.

No.

Girls, it's so nice to

see you again.

I only wish it was

under different circumstances.

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