"New bulletin, Amaar?" " Yeah, the mosque is having a rummage sale." "  Exciting, eh?" "  You betcha!" "  You're lying." "  You betcha!" " Ah, the church is having a rummage sale." " Yes, I can't believe it's come to this." " Rummage sales and soap box derbies." "  I'm a man of God." "  We both are." "[  Forced laugh ] You're all right, Amaar." " You're all right." " I just wish there was someone who could help out with all the publicity and planning." "[  Clearing throat ]" "I know." " I could use some help promoting the mosque, but where are you going to find someone like that?" " [  Clearing throat ]" " Especially in this town." "[  Clearing throat loudly ]" " Sarah, are you okay?" " [  Huffing ]" "Of course." " She does public relations!" "  I do!" "  Ohh!" " And you would have time to help out a friend?" " Always." " Besides, the Mayor's on vacation, so I'm wide open." " Well, I guess the next question is," " when can you start?" "  Right away." "  Excellent!" "  Thorne:" "Excellent!" " On behalf of Mercy Anglican, welcome aboard." "  Wait." " What?" " [  Gasp ] This is so exciting!" " Walk with me, talk with me." "[  Clearing throat ]" "Amaar?" " Well, I thought you could... help..." "the mosque." " Oh, Amaar." " If only you'd asked first." " Season 4 Episode 8 Saving Sarah Hamoudi" "{\pos(200,200)}" " And what are you doing?" "  Ah, I'm working on ways" "{\pos(200,200)}- to improve the mosque's image." "  Ooh..." "You could start by burning that sweater." "{ \pos(200,200)}I can't." "{ \pos(200,200)}It was a present from sister Mufeeda." " Okay?" " I know it's a little loud." "{ \pos(200,180)}What?" " I couldn't hear you over the sound of ugly." "{ \pos(200,200)}She wanted to thank me for my advice." "{ \pos(200,200)}I don't want to hurt her feelings." " We are very different people, you and I." "[ Shouting ] Mufeeda!" " What were you thinking?" "  That sweater is an abomination!" "  Amaar:" "Shh-h-h!" "[  Quietly ] No!" " Maybe I'm just over-analyzing this." " Maybe I just need to let it go and see what comes to me, you know?" " Uh..." "Mosque." " Image, image, picture, photo, news, news launch, space launch, a rocket launch," "Mars rocket, Martians, aliens, illegal aliens, jail, hard time, hard candy!" " Cavity," "X-ray image, image..." "no." " Damn, this is harder than it looks." " Wait, wait, wait!" " Mosque, image..." "Damn." " Why don't you get my mom to help?" " She's pretty good at this PR stuff." " Yeah, thanks." " Thorne already has her launching a new PR campaign for the church." "  The mosque has to compete." "  Give up now." " Why?" " How good is your mom?" "[  Reading ] "Mercy Anglican." " So it is written. "" "[  Chuckling ] That's... that's clever, huh?" "" So it is written"!" " That's a good one." " My mom's very good." " Yeah but, uh, advertising on pens, how good could that be?" " You know, I'm going to go to church." " I figure the slogans are this catchy..." " Amaar..." " I know." " We've got to get Sarah to help us too." " Oh, I don't know about that," "I'm just begging you, burn the sweater!" " Okay, shh!" " Darling!" " what are you doing here?" "  Layla is driving me crazy." "  Really?" "  I don't know what to do." "  Why don't you send her home?" " It's an option most parents dream about." " She doesn't want to go home." " And I don't want to admit I failed, especially not in front of you-know-who." "  No." " Who?" "  Baber!" " Salaam alaikum." " Ah, Rayyan, Walaikum assalaam." " So, uh, how is my Layla?" " Good." " Very good." " We're two peas in a pod." "  Me too." " I am one pea in a pod." "  Oh." " I am enjoying my time alone." " Um, for example, did you know there are full meals that come frozen in their own trays?" " That's a revolution in fine dining!" "  Hah!" "  And did you know, my shalwar kameez dries wrinkle-free when I put it on wet?" " Huh!" " A self-drying shirt." " What will they think of next?" " Yasir: [ Awkward laugh ]" "I am glad Layla is living with you, very glad." " Oh, well, that makes me glad too." " Then I am awash in gladness for both of us!" "[  Laughter ]" "And I'm glad that everyone is so glad." " Oh!" " I am one pea in a pod!" " How can I be glad?" " I'm... one lonely pea in a two-bedroom pod!" " Yasir:" "Oh, Baber." " There, there." " Your shirt's wet." " I told you." "[  ♪ on stereo ]" "Okay." " Okay, let's work it." " Work it." " Now, give me sad." " Yeah, that's it." " Now... now... give me happy!" " Okay, good." " Now... now..." "You're sad on the inside, but you're happy on the outside." "  Okay, and..." " Sarah." "  Oh, hi." "  Hi." "  Uh, I saw the pens." "  Oh!" "  Very nice!" "  Oh, thanks, Amaar." " Uh, honey, can you check the lighting?" "  I think he's too hot." "  It's not the lighting." " Oh, you!" "[  Laughing ]" " Him, him!" " [  Giggling ]" "Take five, Rev." "Amaar, this Sunday is just going to be the best ever!" "[  Stereo clicks off ]" "We are going to razzle dazzle this town!" " That's great!" "  You know, Sarah," " Mm-hmm?" " the Mosque could use a little razzle dazzle too." " Oh, I'm sorry, Amaar." " It's a conflict of interests." " I..." "I can't handle the Christians and the Muslims!" " But, uh, you are a Muslim!" " Well, yes," "Sarah Hamoudi, the friend, is a Muslim." " But Sarah Hamoudi, PR whiz, is an employee of Mercy Anglican, so..." "[ Giggling ]" "Oh, uh..." "Okay, well," "Amaar Rashid, the Imam, totally understands." " But, Amaar Rashid the businessman, knows there are other PR fish in the sea." " Oh, really?" " Well, Sarah, the friend, wishes you good luck, but Sarah, the PR whiz, wishes you good luck." " The second one was supposed to be sarcastic." " I cannot eat these." " These pancakes remind me of Layla." " She loves pancakes?" " No, they actually look like Layla." "  Do you see it?" "  No." "  Here?" "  No." " Okay, imagine she were a cowboy." " Now you see it?" " Baber, this is ridiculous." " You need to get your daughter back." " No, she needs to get me back." " I am playing hard to get." " Oh, here she comes." " Yasir, laugh with me." "[  Forced laughter ]" "Oh, that is so funny, that thing you just said, Yasir!" " Dad." " Oh, Layla, I did not see you there, [ Laughing ] what with all this laughing going on." " I am having such a fun time as a fancy free man with no daughter to take care of." " Whatever." " I need my mp3 player." " I left it at the house." " Okay, I will get it to you." " Now, please, you must excuse me, because Yasir and I are telling these, um... uh... uh... side-splitting jokes about, um... umm..." "Pancakes!" "[  Giggling ]" "Ohh..." "Okay, you're right." " I need help." " Yasir, you're always scheming." "  Hey, I resent that." "  I'm sorry." " I didn't say it wasn't true, I just said I resent it." " Well, you must help me come up with a scheme to get my daughter back." " You don't just come up with schemes, it's an art form." " Inspiration can take days." " Okay, in that case," "I will stand by your side until inspiration strikes." " You know who's a much better schemer than I am?" " My foreman." " Yeah, Yousef." " You should talk to him." " Oh." " I will." " Thank you!" "[  Soft whistle ]" "How can you do that to Yousef?" " Yousef doesn't speak English." " Baber is annoying in any language." "{ \pos(200,200)}[ Organ ♪ ]" "Nate?" " I've been looking all over for you!" " I've been hiding." " Not from you." " Long story." " Do you know Becky Klein?" " She can hold a grudge." " I was hoping you could do some promotional work for the mosque." " You know, with your experience, it made sense." " As a reporter, I shouldn't get involved personally with community business." "  I mean, conflict of interest." "  I understand." "  But what the hell, right?" "  You'll do it?" "  I'm in!" "  Great!" " Get in here!" "  I'm really not a hugger." "  Come on, come on." " Come on!" " [  Grunt ]" " Don't fight it." " There's nothing wrong here." " Just two men hugging." "  And we're done!" "  Okay..." "I already have some ideas." " Top of my head, sky writing, viral video..." " What's our budget?" "  About $20." " I have no ideas." " Wait!" "[  Whispering ] I know someone at the paper." "[  Laugh ]" "It's me." " I know." " Thing number 113 that I miss about Layla:" "When Layla's talking to a boy," "I have to say, "Layla!" " Do not talk to a boy!"" " They were such good times!" " Oops, I lost count." " Should I start again?" " Yes." " Ooh, Yousef, you've done a lot of work." " You must be really motivated to finish." " Yes." " The last five hours have just flown by!" " Oh!" " So I'll just leave you to it?" " Excellent!" " We have so much more to talk about!" " So much, much more!" "[  Screaming ]" "Yousef!" " Are you hurt?" " Yes!" " Is he really that bad?" " Oh, yes." "[  Reading ] "If you get the time," ""why not stop in and take a look at the little mosque that could. "" " That's it?" " That's the whole article?" " It's only 18 words long!" "  It leaves them wanting more." "  It leaves me wanting more!" " And buried on page seven?" "  The front page was taken." "  Okay, about that." "" Remarkable Reverend Thorne is the man!"" " What?" " It's not like I control the news." " It's not news, it's a puff piece!" " Puff piece?" " Are you kidding?" " Okay... there was the kitten." " And he did kiss the baby." " Damn, this is a puff piece." " Sarah's good." " Look, I'm sorry." " Okay?" " Thanks a lot for the help, but I'm running out of ideas." " You?" " Screenplay ideas?" " Because if you like robot buddy comedies, you're going to love "Nuts 'N Bolts"!" "[  Imitating robotic whirr ]" "Can you stop?" " No." " Ideas for the mosque." " Right, let's throw more money down that black hole." " Uh... new mosque sign?" " I got bupkis." " That is a great idea." " New mosque sign!" "  Except that..." " You'd need my permission." "[  Laugh ] Hi." " Amaar can't put up a new sign" " without his landlord's permission." "  Aww." " How goes the campaign?" "  Oh, good!" "[  Giggle ]" " Yes, remarkable!" " With all the promotion, this Sunday should be a new personal best." " And we have a TV interview tomorrow." " Just Regina, but still..." "[ Laugh ]" "TV?" " You got TV?" " We should totally get TV." " Wake up, man." " Print is dead." " Posters, pens, how do you afford it all?" " Oh, it's easy." " I got a deal." " Thorne's going to baptize their first kid free!" "  Wouldn't you do that anyway?" "  They don't need to know that." " Well, we've got lots of ideas too." "  Sarah:" "Oh!" "  Lots!" " We do?" " Really?" " 'Cause I thought we had nothing." "  Coffee?" "  Yeah." " What?" " What's wrong?" " Need a hug?" "  Bring it in..." " Don't touch me." " Reverend, this mosque sign, it's..." "it's not a bad idea." "  Sarah, remember who you work for." "  I know." " Well, what if I could think of a way to give the mosque a sign and that helped the church as well?" " I'm listening." " But, you said you would help me." " No, you said I would help you." " Nevertheless, promises were made!" " Come for dinner, we shall plan." " I have frozen food in trays." " It takes only seven minutes to prepare." " As delightful as that sounds..." "Ah, but it is delicious!" " It is like five tiny chefs made five tiny courses for one big explosion of flavour!" " Now with 25% more peas!" " Have you been reading the boxes again?" " No." " I counted." " I've had a lot of time on my hands lately." " Look, take it from someone that knows the female mind." " You only have one option: apologize." " What?" " Outrageous!" " I will never apologize." " Never, I say!" " Then you'll never get her back." "  Tell me what to do." "  Fine!" "  I'll help you." "  Excellent!" " We can discuss it over a tray of Hungry Man Halal!" " Amaar?" " Good news!" " You got the Reverend a spot on Oprah?" " No, I convinced the Reverend that the mosque needs an eye-catching new sign that will also help the church." "  Wow!" "  Mm-hmm!" " That's great!" " Thanks very much." " I've got some ideas." " No, don't worry, he's taken care of it." "  Who's taken care of it?" "  The Reverend." " Uh-oh..." "Amaar, let me present you with your brand new mosque sign." " It's..." "a cross." " No need to thank me." " Huh." "{  Advertisement }" "It's a cross." "  You said that already." "  It bears repeating." "  You like it?" "  No." "  Hmm." " What's the problem?" "  It's a cross!" " Well, it does say Mercy Mosque." "[  Shouting ] On a cross!" " It's like putting Jesus on the Star of David." " Oh, now that's just offensive." " I can't believe you'd even say that." " Besides, it's white on white." " You can't even read it!" " Well, the important thing is, you know it's there." " But my congregation won't." " What are they going to think of a cross in front of a mosque?" " Well, I have no idea how the Muslim mind works." " But Sarah does." " It was her idea." " Oh." " Well that must have been Sarah Hamoudi, PR whiz, because it sure wasn't Sarah Hamoudi, friend." " Amaar!" " To be fair, it looked a lot less cross-y in my mind!" " Can't do this." " Apologies to me are like cats and dogs." " I'm allergic to all three." " Yes you can!" " All you have to do is learn the Hamoudi apology system." " If the first apology doesn't work, there are fallback apologies, backup apologies, and then finally, escape apologies." " My head's spinning." " You just need a little help." " Oh, Rayyan, perfect!" " Come." " Her?" " How is she going to help me?" " Baber, you would like Layla back." " Rayyan, you would like Layla gone." " Hmm." " The only way you're both going to win is if Baber apologizes." " Baber's terrible at apologizing." " Yes, but with a little practise, we can bring him up to speed, fast." " Baber, apologize to Rayyan about, umm... something." " But I have done nothing to Rayyan." " You called me an immoral Western feminist in front of everyone at the mosque!" " That was Faisal." " I called you a decadent Western feminist." " Fine." " Apologize for that." "  You apologize first!" "  For what?" " For being a decadent Western feminist!" " So I'm stuck with her then?" " Oh, it's hopeless." " I'm not like you." " You always know what to say." " That's it!" " I'll tell you what to say." " I will whisper the apology in your ear so that you can win her back." " What a brilliant and totally original idea!" " You don't watch many movies, do you?" " Amaar, wait!" " No, waiting is when you stop and you listen." " Okay, I'm waiting." " Now what?" " Oh, Amaar, what's wrong?" " Look." " Look at that." " Sarah:" "I know!" " It's like "Born Again"." " Get it?" " Yeah, I get it." " What?" " So you're mad at me for doing my job?" "  No, I'm not mad at you." "  Well..." "I'm mad at me, for not thinking to use your talents a long time ago." " Oh, that's... sweet." " Now I'm worried." " Is it too late?" " Are we still going to have a place at Mercy Anglican?" " Well... well, we will, as long as Sarah Hamoudi's on the job!" " Yeah, but, Sarah Hamoudi's working for Thorne." " Well, that's Sarah Hamoudi, PR whiz." " This is a job for Sarah Hamoudi, friend." " Goose to Mother Hen." " Come in, Mother Hen." " I told you not to call me that." " I know, I'm just nervous." " Just act natural." " Baber!" " What a nice surprise!" " Layla, it's Baber." " He is here." " To talk to you." "[  Quietly ] And, uh, I need to act natural?" " Dad, Salaam alaikum." " Walaikum assalaam." "[  Quietly ] Layla has opened the door." " I repeat, Layla has opened the door." "  Who are you talking to?" "  You!" " I mean, who else is here?" " No one!" " Layla, my peach blossom, it is so good to see your smiling face." "[  In monotone ] Layla, my peach blossom, it is so good to see your smiling face." " Really?" " Thanks." " I just wanted to say..." "I am the sorriest man alive." " I am the scariest man alive." " I am the sorriest man alive!" " The sorriest!" " I think we have a bad connection." " Exactly!" " We do have a bad connection." " We do?" " I..." "I guess we do." "  But I would like to change that." "  Really?" " Okay, Layla," "I really want to say something to you." " Something I should have said a long time ago." " I really want to say something to you." " Something I should have said a long time ago." " Yeah..." "[ Splash ]" "And what I want to say is..." " Okay, Baber, I'm coming!" "  Here it comes..." "Any moment." " Wait for it." " It's going to be worth it." " You can't say it, can you?" " You can't apologize!" " O" " Of course I can, and I will." " I just need a moment." " To find the words which are travelling." " They have left my brain and are heading to mouth station." " Whoo, whoo!" " All aboard word train." "[  Door slamming ] [ Huffing ]" "[ Earpiece clattering on floor ]" "Got it!" " Hahhh!" " Ann, you're back!" " How did it go?" " What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." " But I was in Reno, so I'm ready to dish." " Later, look, we need your help." " The church has put up this huge light-up cross on the lawn." "  Which is against the bylaw." "  Yeah." " Well, then, I guess I'll have to change the bylaw." "  What?" "  Yeah, like I'm going to go after a church for putting up a cross?" " That'll play great in the next election." " What about the mosque?" " Can we have a light-up sign too?" " Yeah, sure, whatever, just make sure you get your landlord's permission." " Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get a tattoo removed." " Hm." " What are we going to do?" " His sign stays, he won't let us put up one of our own." " You know, it's like he'd be happier if no one even knew Muslims were there." " What if we were to show Thorne a sign that's not a sign?" " Go on." " What do you mean, go on?" " That was the whole plan." " Yasir," "I thought you were king of the apology!" " Yeah, well I thought I was the Sultan of Soup." " But apparently, that's just an honorary title." " Baber?" " Dad?" " Baber: [ On earpiece ] What am I going to do?" " Yasir: [ On earpiece ] Well, first you're going to relax." " Second, I'm going to put my hand back in the ice." " Layla," "I think you dropped your earpiece." " Uh, that's not mine." " Yeah, sure it is." " See?" " It fits perfectly." " See what you have done?" " You have made me lose my Layla." " I say things I shouldn't but it's only because I love her so much." " I'd do anything for her." " Why don't you just say so?" " Because I'm a fool." " And now the door is closed, and... and I'm afraid that it's never going to open again." " Layla: [ On phone ] Dad?" " Layla?" " I want to come home." "  Really?" " 'Cause I knew that if..." " Ah!" " Don't ruin it." " Yeah, I know..." "Ehh!" "[  Mixed chatter outside ]" "Muslims?" "  What do you think you're doing?" "  Who, us?" " No, the other Muslim mob on my front steps." " Oh, well, we're playing dominoes, we're reading the Koran," "You know, doing brown people stuff." "  Well, you can't do it here." "  Why not?" " Because this is a church!" " It's my church!" " We're well aware of that." " I" " It's very confusing, okay?" " What will my new congregants think when they see my church crawling with Muslims?" " Oh, they'll figure it out." " Hi!" "[  Nervous laugh ]" "Or... not." " Hmm, what a shame." " You don't understand." " All my promotion, the bench ads, the TV," "It's all been leading up to this!" " I'm trying to build my flock!" " Well, so am I!" " And a cross you can see from space doesn't help!" " Okay, come here." "[  Clearing throat ] What do you want?" "  Get rid of the cross." "  I could just get rid of the mosque." " Or you could get rid of the cross." " Then you'll get rid of the Muslims?" "  Deal." "  Deal." "  Dominoes?" "  Just go." " Maybe we should talk about our working relationship." " You're fired." "  Oh, I'm glad we talked." "  Me too." "{  Advertisement }" "Baber:" "I'm so glad you have come home." "  Aww, thanks dad." "  You're such a wonderful daughter." " I never really appreciated you, but I will never take you for granted again..." "[ Chatter on earpiece ]" "My little sunbeam." " Sunbeam?" " Excuse me." "  Yasir:" "Wait." "  Wait." "  Yasir:" "Where are you going, darling?" "  Where are you going, darling?" " Yasir:" "Come back and talk to your loving father." " Baber:" "Come back and talk to your loving father." " Ignore that man at the end of the counter." " Baber:" "Ignore that man at the end of the counter." "  Sunbeam?" "  I haven't quite got his voice yet." "{ \pos(200,200)}I haven't quite got his voice yet." "{ \pos(200,200)}[ Shouting ] Dad!" "{ \pos(200,200)}[ Sigh ]" "Subtitle by:" "Kiasuseven"