The Enemy Brothers

Blood Ties

EPISODE 01 - SEASON 01

FADE In

INT.THE LIVING ROOM-NIGHT

The living room is Modest, with walls painted in a pale cream color. There’s an old family photo in a simple wooden frame hanging on the wall. A brown leather couch, a bit worn but tidy, sits in the center. A small coffee table is placed in front, with a glass vase holding faded artificial flowers. Beside it, there’s a small, old TV. A light rug with interwoven colors is spread in front of the TV. A large window with simple white curtains lets in soft sunlight.

MIDO(V.O)

How many people have been sentenced to life in prison, and how many have been ostracized by society for being different and strange compared to the herd? But sometimes, being different is good, especially when you are the only lamb in a pack of wolves.

INT.THE KITCHEN-NIGHT

the kitchen is modest, medium-sized, with white-painted walls and blue tiles around the sink. Wooden brown cabinets show signs of age. A small table sits in the middle, with an old set of cups on top. The sink is filled with unwashed dishes. On the wall, there’s a simple round clock. The floor is covered with white and black tiles.

MIDO(V.O)

Life differs from one person to another, but we share the same problems. My problem is my brother's.

INT. MIDO’S BEDROOM -NIGHT

A small room with simple furniture. The bed is narrow with a metal frame and faded blue sheets. Above the bed is a small window with dark gray curtains.

A wooden bedside table holds an old lamp and piles of books and magazines. On the left wall, there are shelves filled with personal items and old pictures of Mido and his friends.

Next to the bedside table, a worn-out gym bag is thrown on the floor.

MIDO(V.O)

Welcome to my world, survival is for the stronger brother.

INT. NANA’S ROOM - NIGHT

The room is simple, with a large bed covered with an embroidered white blanket. An old wooden wardrobe, neatly organized, stands beside it. On the bed, there’s a large, comfortable pillow. A small bedside table holds a Quran and reading glasses.

On the wall, there’s a small painting of a landscape. The large window is draped with sheer curtains, allowing soft natural light to enter. The floor is covered with a simple rug in warm colors.

Nana, a 40-year-old woman, short in stature and slightly overweight, sits on the bed. Her hair has streaks of white, and she stares ahead, lost in thought. Her gaze is fixed, deep in contemplation, without blinking for a single moment

SFX:
knocking on the door gently

Mido stands at the door, hesitating for a moment.

MIDO:

(softly)

Mom, can I come in?

NANA:

(smiling gently)

Of course, come in, my son.

Mido enters. He is a young man in his mid-twenties, average in size and height, with long black hair and brown eyes. He is kind and gentle, deeply loving his mother. Though he is quiet, he is dangerous in a fight, struggling with a quick temper as the youngest sibling.

He walks towards his mother with steady, calm steps, a soft smile on his face, and stops at the table, gazing at her with love-filled eyes.

NANA:

(calmly)

Do you need anything, Mido?

MIDO:

(smiling slightly)

Yes, I couldn't find the Quran.

NANA:

(points to the table)

It's right here on the table. I was reading it. I hope you don't mind.

MIDO:

( smiles gently)

No, mom. The Quran isn't just for Muslims; it's meant for all of humanity.

sighs, her voice tinged with sadness and affection.

NANA:

My son, if only they knew what they lost... but they're fools for letting you go.

MIDO:

(calmly)

Maybe I lost my family, but I gained another one.

Nana closes her eyes briefly, feeling tired.

NANA:

Excuse me, my son. I'm tired... I need to rest. Dinner is in the fridge.

MIDO:

(gently approaches her)

Alright, good night, mom.

Mido gently leans down towards his mother, kissing her softly on the forehead.

MIDO:

(whispering)

I love you, Mom.

He takes the Quran from the table and quietly exits the room.

INT.HALLWAY- NIGHT

The camera follows him from behind as he walks through the hallway.

The walls are painted a light beige, with simple decorative edges. The floor is dark wood, and the soft sound of Mido's footsteps echoes. Family portraits line the walls, and the faint ticking of a clock can be heard.

Mido heads toward the living room.

INT.THE LIVING ROOM-NIGHT

Mido sits on the couch, carefully opening the Quran. He starts reading quietly. The camera slowly zooms in on him, but his voice is inaudible. The room is filled with calm, the only sound being the gentle flipping of pages.

The camera continues to close in until we see his face, filled with focus and a deep sense of peace as he silently reads the Quran.

Mido is sitting quietly, reading the Quran.

Suddenly, the door swings open, and Riddick enters, a tall and strong man in his late twenties (29), is attractive, especially to women. He's known to be a womanizer and is wealthy. He enters, passionately kissing a stunning woman with long black hair. He begins unbuttoning her shirt when Mido notices and decides to intervene.

MIDO:

(annoyed, but trying to stay calm)

Oh, Riddick... really? In my house?

Riddick stops for a moment, looks at Mido with a smirk.

RIDDICK:

(mockingly, with a smile)

Oh Mido, I thought you'd be busy with some Crusades or something.

MIDO:

(trying to hold his anger)

What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come back to my house?

Riddick looks around, amused, then laughs sarcastically at the house.

RIDDICK:

Your house? Is that what you call this? It looks more like a charity shelter than a home.

Mido calmly closes the Quran, but his frustration is clear as he looks at Riddick.

MIDO:

(firmly)

What do you want, Riddick?

RIDDICK:

(indifferently)

I want to rent a room for half an hour.

The woman interjects with a playful smile.

WOMAN:

An hour and a half. I’ve got a few tricks for you

Riddick laughs loudly.

RIDDICK:

Oh, alright! In that case, rent me the room for the whole night.

MIDO:

(angrily)

You’re not doing that here. I won’t allow you to defile the sanctity of my home!

MIDO:

(challenging)

And also, don’t you have any shame? Our mother is here. Do you have no respect for her?

Riddick walks closer, his tone becoming more arrogant.

RIDDICK:

Mother? You mean my mother. You’re just a charity case, adopted thanks to my Christian mother.

MIDO:

(his voice tense, but calm)

What do you even know about Christianity? You’ve never set foot in a church. You spend your time with women and drinking alcohol.

The tension between them rises. The air is thick with conflict.

RIDDICK:

(mocking)

And are you the saint here? The perfect man? Stop pretending, Mido, everyone knows who you really are.

The woman tries to intervene, sensing the tension.

WOMAN:

Guys, calm down! It’s not worth all this.

But they both ignore her.

MIDO:

(more determined)

This is the last time you step foot in my house. If you want to live like this, do it far away from me and our mother.

RIDDICK:

(defiant)

Whatever you say, brother... But remember, I don’t need your permission for anything.

( Turns toward the door)

Alright, we’ll head to the hotel.

(As he opens the door)

One more thing. Since you're a saint who loves doing good and helping others, I’ve brought your crazy brother.

MIDO:

Yes, he’s my brother, and he’s always welcome in my home... unlike you.

RIDDICK:

Very good, because he hasn’t stopped talking about you.

(With a sarcastic smile)

Goodbye, my brother. You’d better watch your back... there are several eyes watching you.

(Riddick laughs)

Oh yes, and I’m one of them.

Riddick quietly exits the house, not turning toward his brother as The woman stands by the door, watching Mido, who hasn't taken his eyes off them, standing as if ready for anything.

She sighs gently and speaks politely

WOMAN:

(gently)

Mido, it was a pleasure meeting you. Please forgive me for my rudeness and my lover's madness.

Mido exhales softly, as if coming out of a muscle spasm, then gives her a friendly smile

MIDO:

You're welcome anytime, but that lunatic who disrespects the Fraser family is not.

The woman nods and quickly leaves. Suddenly, Sami bursts in, jumping like a rabbit and running around the house like a madman.

He stops near the fridge and starts talking to it

SAMI:

(excitedly)

Hello, fridge! I'm Sami Fraser!

SAMI, THE YOUNGEST OF THE FRASER SIBLINGS, IS 17 YEARS OLD. HE HAS DARK BLACK EYES, SHORT BLACK HAIR, IS SHORT IN STATURE, MODERATELY BUILT, BUT AGILE AND SKILLED IN HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT.

Sami starts moving from one piece of furniture to another, talking to the couch, then to the TV, before mido calling out to sami

MIDO:

(excitedly)

Come here, my dear brother. You're the best thing I have in this family.

Sami walks over and sits with mido on the couch. Sami gazes at the turned-off TV and speaks:

SAMI:

(gently)

Mido, I love you more than all our siblings. You’re the best.

Mido smiles, feeling the deep affection Sami has for him.

INT.THE PRISON - NIGHT.

The hallway is narrow, dark, and all the cells are tightly locked. The guard walks slowly, his footsteps echoing in the overwhelming silence. He glances at the prisoners behind the bars, each lost in their own world. Some are asleep, while others sit in the corners of their cells, as if waiting for the unknown.

The guard stops in the middle, resting his hands on the baton he's carrying, staring at the lights illuminating the hallway.

GUARD:

(calmly, with authority)

Turn off the lights.

One by one, the lights shut off, plunging the hallway into darkness. Only the sound of breathing remains audible.

INT.ADAM AND CARLOS CELL - NIGHT.

The cell is dimly lit, with only a faint light coming through the small window.

Carlos, the eldest of the Fraser brothers, is 35 years old, tall, massive, and strong. His face bears the scars of countless battles. All the inmates fear him, and even the guards avoid making eye contact.

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