I Was a Stranger (قضية الغرباء)

There's no noticeable marks on the skin.

I mean, her vitals are dropping quickly.

If we don't come up with something soon,

we could lose her.

I don't get it.

She was so healthy.

I know.

Look, we just haven't figured it out yet.

Okay, I have sent it to every doctor in this hospital.

There is an answer here. We will find it.

Mom's Birthday

No exit wound,

x-ray shows a lung puncture.

Let's clean it up and get a chest tube started.

Syringe, please.

Doctor, this is an emergency.

Soldier in critical condition.

Multiple shrapnel wounds to the chest and legs.

Doctor Aboud?

Doctor Aboud is in surgery.

- What's your name? - Zafer.

Okay, Zafer. I need to look under your arm.

If we have any morphine left, give it to him.

Bandage.

Hurry!

Doctor!

Zafer, please.

Traitor...

He's lost a lot of blood, but so have you.

We should have killed him an hour ago,

when we had the chance.

What you do outside this hospital is your business,

but if you kill him now, you will die.

You have to save me.

I'm a pediatric radiologist at the end of a 72-hour shift.

If you kill this man,

the best I can do is suggest you wait for Doctor Aboud,

to finish the three surgeries ahead of you.

Is anyone hurt?

No, Doctor.

Nice work, Doctor.

Thank you.

Hello, Alaa.

Will he make it?

Your friend is in recovery.

- Thank you, Amira. - Of course.

Can we see him?

One moment. Let me call the nurse.

You would treat this dog in here?

We treat the wounded and dying.

We don't ask if they damaged our hospital,

or how they came to be wounded and dying.

If you save the enemy,

you are the enemy.

And if I save your friend?

Please take him to recovery.

Go.

Abeer.

Yes, Doctor?

Will you take them back?

Excuse me.

Mama.

She was supposed to go to your house

immediately after school.

I'm calling her now.

Thank you.

Of course.

Rasha?

Hello, Mama?

What are you doing here?

It's your birthday.

That's right.

Let's go. Come on.

So, you're a big deal?

This boy needs a doctor!

I can take him back. I got him.

Coming. Coming.

Hello, Dad.

Happy Birthday.

- Go in. - Hello, Grandpa.

Rasha, my love. They are all waiting for you inside.

Look at you.

I've missed you.

Hello, my love.

Mom, you shouldn't have done all this.

- Happy Birthday. - Thank you.

Happy Birthday.

Good to see you.

-Sister. -How are you?

I'm good.

- I wish I could sing. - You can.

Rasha, my love, come and hear this story about your Mama.

Pull up this chair and join us.

The week your mom was born,

it had rained so much

the streets were flooded

all the way to the hospital.

God didn't want to share her with the world.

Amira was delivered in our home.

I remember holding her in my arms,

and feeling pure love.

And that has never changed.

Right, Amira?

It's for me. It's my friend Fathi.

Can you grab more muhammara?

Thank you, my love.

Is that Fathi Aleppo's most famous poet?

Join us for dinner.

Please, sit down.

I'm sorry but my wife and kids are waiting in the car.

I hope everyone is okay.

How many children does Fathi have?

Three.

He is a good man.

Where have you been these past two months?

I've been working.

Business is booming. Haven't you heard?

Business is booming? Are you serious?

You expect me to do nothing?

I expect you to protect this family.

Adnan...

It's time for cake.

Happy Birthday, sister.

Isn't this your favorite cake?

Yes.

But this is my birthday.

Can anyone hear me?

Check that area, Muhammed!

Is anyone here?

Yes, I heard someone over there.

- Where exactly? - Under that slab of concrete.

Over here?

Yes.

Can anyone hear me?

Over here, Muhammed.

Hurry. Hurry.

Here. Here.

Help me.

Pull. Pull.

Pull with me.

Come on! Come on!

Almost there, just a little more.

Was there anyone else in the house?

Any other people?

Is anyone there?

My daughter.

Mama...

Rasha?

Mama...

Rasha?

Be careful!

Rasha!

Help me.

Count with me...

One... two... three...

Mama...

Thank God, she's alive.

Careful. Careful.

Help me, Mama.

You're okay, baby.

Look at me.

Dad?

Dad!

They're coming back! Get down!

Run!

Look at me.

Breathe.

Grandma, Grandpa, Fouad?

Aren't you Doctor Amira?

It's not safe here. We need to go.

Leave as soon as you can.

Take care of yourself.

Hurry. Get in, get in.

It's okay. It's Alaa.

Just in case.

What did we do, Mama?

Tell me what we did wrong.

Check if the light on your phone is still working.

We've never spoken about your dad.

Do you ever wonder about him?

I saw you putting his photo in your bag.

We were so young when we first met.

Younger than you are now.

He had the most beautiful dark eyes.

I tried so hard to get his attention,

but he never seemed to notice.

One day during class I caught him staring at me.

He played it so cool, I thought he didn't like me.

I was so embarrassed.

A few days later,

our whole class was playing in the courtyard.

An alarm sounded, and we were told to evacuate.

I completely froze.

I looked at your dad,

all I saw were his beautiful eyes.

He took my hand and pulled me to safety.

I knew that day, I would never let go,

and I never did until the day he died.

You were born a few weeks later.

Every time I look into your eyes,