mr. abdullah didn't like me. i spoke to him, he had the look of disdain on his face and he just read it. there was no change of expression in his face and he says, you're not going home. >> what? >> and i said why am i not going home? my mom is seriously ill. she might die and i need to go home to see her. why won't you let me go? and he said, i am not letting you go. he said to me that if i wanted to leave saudi arabia, i would need to get a police check. >> how do i get it? >> you need to go to the police station and get a letter stating that you don't have any criminal record here. >> okay. >> i did say to him, if i get this police check, will you let me go home? and he said yes, i will let you go home. i had no other choice but to go and get the police check to actually confirm, is there a a case against me or is there not. announcer: get on your feet for the nastiest bull in the state of texas. ♪ ♪ whattwo servings of veggies? v8 or a powdered drink? ready, go. ahhhhhhhh! shake! shake! shake! shake! shake! d