The Blue Elephant Page #2

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Blah blah blah...I went down to

the reception to reserve a room.

The best 2 hours of my life!

The whore screamed like hell.

She exposed me!

Even the room service came up

and asked if there was a problem.

I told them no worries, it was just the TV.

Then...

We continued till...like 2:00 AM.

She didn't want me to leave.

Saying that they don't have the like of

the Egyptian stamina in their country.

They are fond of the Egyptian stamina!

Tell me doctor...

What is your analysis of this situation?

I don't think it's a good idea

we are here to play.

No, really, what is your explanation

for this great attraction?

Or maybe poker made you

forget your profession?

Tell the story in reverse.

In reverse?!

I mean tell the events as they

happened in a reversed order.

In order to analyze this great

attraction, Mr. Shakir.

hmmm...

The girl didn't want me to leave

she liked the Egyptian stamina.

She screamed...

What about the room service

and the movie playing on TV?

Yeah, right, the room service first

and then..hmmm..the restaurant...

No...the reception

and the room reservation.

Yes, the reception, sorry.

I was waiting for the guests...

You gave her tips, and spoke with her

and before that their was the lunch meeting.

At what time did this

whole story take place?

3:
00 PM.

And you stayed till 2:00 AM?!

11 hours!...you are a legend!

Yeah...hahaha

But this whole thing is bunk.

Bunk?...what do you mean?

Bunk...I mean a lie.

The whole time you are checking our eyes

to make sure that we believe you.

And you rubbed your nose when you

mentioned the room reservation.

This was a lie

and your body refused to believe it.

And now you are turning red.

And trying to swallow.

You feel exposed.

Mr. Shakir, there is a 90% probability

that you have sexual weakness.

Which you are trying to hide

by making up stories.

Awni!

I am sorry Mr. Shakir

but you are the one who asked for it.

I am out.

Not me.

Full ROI.

Old Man.

Full Ace.

The Egyptian stamina!

Dr. Yehia!

Who?...uncle Sayed!

How are you good old man?

He knows that you are coming back.

It is destined for us to meet by the tree.

hmmm..what happened to

this tree, uncle Sayed?

I heard it screaming

while they were severing it.

You are very good, old man, very good.

Look how lucky you are.

I brought you this shirt, I want you to

tailor it properly and make it looks good.

I swear, it is imported, look!

It's a gift for you.

Peace be upon you!

Good morning!

Seems like it was a good night.

Are these genuine Italian glasses?

I have similar ones, but...

Get lost Sameh, I have a bad headache.

Get lost!, choose a better language.

We are here to work.

There are 2 newly admitted suspects.

Choose one of them, when you sober up.

Mohsen!

Mohsen!

Where are the 2 new cases?

One of them is there.

And the other one, Sherif Al Kurdi, there.

Sherif?

Sherif!...I am Yehia.

Yehia Rashed.

Really, you can't remember me, Sherif!

Yeah, the beard, right?

Everyone is telling me it made me

look very different.

How are you "Sheref"?

I can't believe we are

together again, brother.

Almost 10 years now?

But, you know...

I like this whole new look.

The haircut, and the tattoo.

Are you still into acting or what?

Do you remember college?

The student's union, and politics.

You were a true leader.

A true leader, indeed.

Do you know where we are, Sherif?

Salt.

Salt?!

Salt...in food...a lot.

Ok.

Ok, "Sheref".

I will tell them to increase

the salt in your food.

Sherif, if you are not comfortable

here we can go somewhere else.

What happened?

Strange things are mentioned about you

in these documents, I don't believe them.

Is it true, Sherif?

You are in a bad situation, Sherif!

If there is anyone who can help

you, it is going to be me.

There is no such an

illness called "Silence".

You are a doctor, you know better.

The committee will follow up your case

for 3 weeks, starting tomorrow.

Believe me...you should talk to me first

I would if I were you.

Ok...if you don't want to talk, then write.

Draw.

"40110020019"

Who's phone number is this?

But there is an extra digit.

What is this "4" at the beginning?

A prefix?

Mohsen!

Mohsen!

Come, help me!

Sherif was found in the same room

from which the victim was thrown.

His veins were severed.

His statements were inconsistent.

I didn't touch my wife...

I killed her...someone else did.

The urine samples found beside

the wall, appeared to be the suspect's.

Which shows that he stayed

there for a while.

A circular cut, 5 cms in diameter

was found at the top of the left thigh.

Caused by stripping the

skin using a sharp tool.

After inspecting the victim

it was found that she was sexually

assaulted, hours before her death.

Which caused her abortion.

After inspecting the uterus

the fetus was found to be

approximately 8 weeks old.

Hello!

Hello!

Yehia!

Hello!

Hello!

Who is this?!

I am Lobna.

Don't you remember me?

How come?!

Of course, I do.

Is it a bad time to talk?

No, not at all, I am free

I was just writing some notes.

Not at all.

I got your number from your sister.

She reproached me for an hour because

I haven't spoken since a long time.

How are you Lobna?

You are the best person who can

imagine my feelings right now.

Yehia, I need to meet with you ASAP.

Tomorrow, if possible.

Tomorrow?

Are't you free?

No, No, I am free, I have nothing at all.

Where?

Hmm...how are you doing today?

Have they increased the

salt in your breakfast?

You know, Sherif...

Yesterday, while I was searching

some of my old stuff...

I found some of our

old photos together.

Look.

See, how young you were.

By the way.

Lobna called me yesterday

and she is so worried.

I will meet her today, to calm her down.

Do you have anything to tell her?

Sherif!, after a moment you

will meet with the committee.

Let me hear anything from you

before you meet with them.

I didn't murder...

Amazing!

Amazing!, Sherif!

Then, who did?

The guy sitting right next to you.

Is there someone else

with us in the room?

Seriously?!

Seriously?!, Sherif!

We are doctors, man.

Try to understand the

gravity of your situation.

Do you think that the committee

will believe a doctor

faking some cliched

symptoms from the movies.

Are you seeing him now?

Can you describe him?

Why would he kill Basma?

I want to leave.

Answer my question, Sherif.

I want to leave.

By the way, what was that number you

wrote yesterday, is it a phone number?

I want to leave.

Bank account number?, credit card?

I want to leave.

Do you need money, Sherif?

I want to leave.

Calm down.

I want to leave.

You will leave.

I want to leave.

I want you to completely relax.

I want to leave.

What does this figure remind you of?

I want to leave.

I want to leave.

What about this one?

I want to leave.

this one.

Bahr (Sea).

Sea?!

Not a horse, for instance?

Bahr (Sea).

What about this?

Sherif you will be executed.

Do you realize this?

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