The Blue Elephant Page #7

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I don't have time for your games.

Who gave you the phone?

Again?!, the phone thing, Yehia?!

Again?!

Ok, look...

Let's make a deal.

If you let me have a session with you

and make sure you are ok

I will answer all of your questions.

All of them.

Do we have an agreement?

I need a paper and a pen.

Just a paper and a pen!

Thanks!

Have a seat, and get comfortable.

Look, Yehia!

I think that your chance has come.

A chance to get your life back.

To get the dust off of you.

I won't lie to you...

You've started the way towards insanity.

Just a couple of months...

and you will come join

your patients here.

Enough messing around.

Just a single question

and I need the answer, now.

Who is spying on me?

Everyone is spying on himself

my friend.

If you scratch yourself

you will find me inside.

Aren't you afraid?

Aren't you afraid that you would die

with Sherif, if he got executed?

Be professional, doctor.

Let Sherif meet his destiny

that was intended for him

before he was even born.

But, isn't it a bit strange?

His destiny was intended for

him before he was even born.

What a poor guy, Sherif!

You know...

Hmm.

If anyone is going to die...

It's going to be you.

Yehia!

Al Ma'moon's shirt!

What Ma'moon?!

Tell me!, what is the story

of this shirt, Sherif?

Speak!

In the apartment.

Nursing!

Peace be upon you, hajji!

Peace be upon you!

How do you do, hajji?

This apartment is for sale, correct?

Yes, son, come in.

Make tea, Om Shaima'.

No need, thanks.

Just excuse me to take a

look at the apartment.

Have a seat, hajji.

Not possible, I will show you around.

I don't want to bother you.

No, not at all, come on in.

Is the furniture also for

sale or...not possible?

Why not, It's less than 1

year old, still new.

It's all beechwood, imported.

Regarding the clothes, hajji...

I take part in a charity

and you know...the orphants.

Sure, it's all for God's sake.

But let's discuss first about the apartment

then we'll check the clothes.

That's right.

Sorry, Hajji, can I ask

for a glass of water

I am dying of thirst.

Of course.

Thanks a lot.

I doubt that this shelf is

beechwood, hajji.

It's all beechwood, son!

Even the shelf?!

Yes, even the shelf!

Strange!

Thanks.

Welcome.

The bathroom, please.

Sherif will kill himself, next time.

I can't believe that after all of this...

he can get executed.

Hello!

No, I am not at home.

Ok, we will talk later.

This is Khaled.

You know...Khaled doesn't

know that I smoke.

He is a kind person.

But, he hasn't been the same

since what happened to Sherif.

I feel that...

he is ashamed of me...I don't know.

How did you get married?

He was my client at the bank.

We weren't getting along

for the first year of marriage.

I wanted to get a divorce.

But...

No, I won't tell you.

Why not?

Because I am not supposed

to be telling you this.

I am Yehia, Lobna!

That's the problem.

I have to go now.

Haniya is alone with Karima.

Take care of yourself.

Close the door!

D.M.T!

He knows that you are coming back.

It is destined for us

to meet by the tree.

Who are you talking about, uncle Sayed?

The landlord.

The one who knows the secret.

Al Ma'moon.

Yehia!

Yehia!

Come closer.

My skin is tearing.

I can't endure it.

What is the need for puncturing?

Couldn't we just make it a henna?

You have to endure in

order to get the reward.

Be patient, daughter.

Have you seen Bahr?

His name was Bahr.

Who is that?

He was the biggest mule in the region.

His mother was a pure arabian horse.

His color under sunlight...

Had a blue tint, same like the sea.

So I called him Bahr (sea).

What mule?

How do you see...

Have you found the shirt?

The shirt is with me.

This shirt has to be returned.

Burn it, Yehia!

Listen to me.

I have to understand.

How did it reach your apartment.

I stole it, Yehia!

I stole it.

Bring the shirt...

And burn it.

I have to understand, first.

Ok.

Ok.

But according to the rules of our game

the question is mine.

And the question is...

Yehia, answer me honestly...

How many times did you close your eyes

and imagine Lobna in your arms?

But without any lies or tales.

Enough about Lobna, already.

Don't you ever get sick of this?

Don't you ever get sick, man?!

I am the one who should

ask you this question.

Yehia!

I am surprised that you still

haven't committed suicide till now.

What?!

Are you going to spend your

whole life that way?!

Watching her behind the display window?

Are you going to leave

her to spend her whole life

with a man she doesn't love?

A woman loves a man who seizes her.

Hmm...

And rapes her, then kills her.

Correct?

There exists pleasure in resistance.

Take it from me.

How do you get into my dreams?

No, I don't get into your dreams.

You are the one who

steps into my world.

The shirt, man.

Bring the shirt...

Burn it...

Then you will find answers

to all of your questions.

Go ahead, my hero!

Go ahead.

I won't burn it, Sherif.

I won't burn it...

Till I understand everything.

Mohsen!

No, Yehia!

In that case, you would

be harming yourself.

If you don't burn the shirt...

You will wish you were dead...

And you won't get it

in an honorable way.

Are you ok?

I am here to congratulate you

for your great acting.

Complete insanity, indeed.

You are a doctor, respect yourself.

Tell me the truth, Sherif

I might be able to help you.

We are colleagues in the end.

Your friend told you not to

talk with me, right?

Your drunk, loser friend.

I killed her.

Good!

Now we are starting to

understand each other.

She betrayed me.

So, I killed her.

Any man in my place...

Would do the same.

If time goes back...

I would still kill her.

Yehia on the other hand...

Does he know any of this?

Yehia is the one who agreed

with me to perform this act.

So that you can end up in a hospital

instead of being executed, right?

What will he get in return?

That's the problem...

Yehia wants to marry my sister.

He's been mad about her

for a very long time.

An old story...

which he never forgot.

But my sister is married.

I knew something was wrong.

But he doesn't know.

What do you mean "doesn't know"?

Yehia is schizophrenic.

Since his family's death.

Schizophrenic?!

He doesn't believe that he

agreed with me on anything.

He speaks to himself.

And claims that I am the

one speaking to him.

He speaks to himself

from his own phone.

And answers from my phone.

Imagining...

that someone else is speaking with him.

Yehia can't imagine...

that he is the one who chose

my ward and my case.

He is even denying that he knew

about my case from the news.

Before he came back.

And why are you telling on him?

Because he threatened to kill me

when I told him that he

can't marry my sister.

Yehia is insane!

And he has been holding a grudge

since the time I refused

to let him marry my sister.

Sameh!

Please try to help him.

I am dead, either way.

Oh my God...

Yehia is a colleague

regardless of anything.

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