01x04 - The smell of rotten bitter orange

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[Previously on The Frog]

You can go for now.

You won't leave the town,

and your ID will be attached to the case.

Isn't that Farhad?

Why are you attacking him, Saeed?

Farid never sat behind the wheel
of a car all his life.

He didn't know how to drive.

- What do you mean?
- I mean you are full of crap.

These people k*lled your brother.

I know the truth.

You made us sh**t each other.
It wasn't what we were supposed to do.

Fill this briefcase with cash
and you won't see us again.

Why did you give them the car?

So that he would shut up
and I don't hear his voice again.

One-third of the one-third is yours.
Do you understand?

There will be no calls.

I'm wanted. I may get arrested
at any moment.

I'll take the passport next week.

What did you tell the police?

I told them everything.

I told them that my brother
didn't know how to drive.

I told them that you lied to them
and it's a false accusation.

So what?

You shouldn't have ditched me.

It's okay, mate.

- Give me a shot, bro.
- Thanks, mate.

I do singles, bro.

If you do doubles...

What are you doing?

Let go, b*stard.

I said let go, b*stard.

- It's closed.
- Let's go.

[Episode Four]
[The Smell Of A Rotten Bitter Orange]

When I was a kid whenever
we went to my grandfather's house,

I always had a special spot

where I would sleep,

eat,

and play.

I didn't want anyone
to take that spot from me.

But only before it rained.

When it rained, raindrops
used to fall exactly on that spot.

I used to cry and
my grandfather used to tell me

"Change your spot."

I used to tell him "I can't"

Then he used to say "You're not a tree."

"Move."

It was hard for me but
because I didn't want to get wet,

I moved.

I changed my spot.

I fell in love.

In love with not being a tree.

In love with moving.

I'll never stay in the same spot.

Doesn't it have a roof, son?

It's gonna rain.

No. It was just a drop. It's over now.

It is. A drop fell on my hand.

It won't rain.
Can't you see it's all clear?

It's autumn, honey.

It suddenly rains.

Alright. I'll close it
when it starts to rain.

I'm uncomfortable right now.

I feel unsafe.

I feel like sitting
in the middle of an aquarium

and everyone is looking at me.
Close the roof.

Who's looking at you?

Who's bothering you?

That man. Look at him.

He's exactly looking inside the car.

What is it, bro?
Do you need anything?

- How old are you, bro?
- Why do you care?

I just want to know
what you do for a living.

You're driving that
and I'm driving this garbage.

You get to have all the fun
and I get this garbage?

You'll buy one, too, god willing.

Who cares about god's will, bro?

I won't ever be able to buy that.

I work on this road

and I'm not jealous. I make enough to live.

I'm just saying it because of you.

This baby is precious. Don't bring it out.

I've seen a lot of bad people on this road.

They may corner you somewhere, bro

and put you in trouble.

Otherwise, I'm happy for you, bro.

Again.

Would you like to take it for a spin?

No, bro. I'm a man of honor.

You misunderstood me apparently.

- Would you like a cigarette?
- I don't smoke.

Yes?

Yes, my love?

What's going on there?

Is it a traffic jam or an accident?

- They have made us all wait.
- Stay in the car, sir.

- Get him. Pull them over, guys.
- Stop. Stop.

It's a police checkpoint.

Well done.

Police checkpoints are very good.

This is for our safety.

A police checkpoint
in the light of the day?

What did you get all nervous about, son?

I'm not nervous.

I'm just saying this is so pointless.

What's pointless?

Are thieves pointless?
Are murderers pointless?

They must be looking for
a thief, a m*rder*r, or something.

Is this how they look for
thieves and murderers?

Why are you nervous?

I'm not nervous.

I brought you shopping once
and look what happened.

I don't want it like this.

I don't want anything at all
if it would make you nervous.

I'm not nervous.
Why do you keep saying that I'm nervous?

That's enough.

You remind me of your father very much.

Especially when you play
with your tone like that,

You exactly remind me of his behaviour

and it makes me furious from the inside.

You're just like your father.

He was your husband
before becoming my father.

Ramin?

Look me in the eye.

Tell me you haven't done anything wrong.

I have done something wrong.

I was wrong to take you out of that house
not letting you rot in it.

That wasn't the wrong thing.
That was your duty.

Wrong.

Where did you get this car from?

This car is not mine.

For the hundred thousand's time.

It belongs to one of my old friends.

All your friends

are a bunch of th*gs.

You don't even have a half-decent friend.

Are you upset that I found a decent
friend now? Is that bothering you?

What's bothering me

is your overly vibrating voice.

Which firstly,

it reminds me of your father's behaviour

and secondly, it makes me even more certain

that you have surely done something wrong.

All units.

Run a check
if there is any suspicious case.

- Hi.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- You can leave if we don't find any issue.

Mr. Mahmoud?

- Haj Mahmoud?
- I'm a painter.

What's that bag?

- I work out.
- Well done.

Hello.

Car documents and license.

I don't have them.

Why?

I got out in a hurry in the morning
and I forgot to take them.

Have someone bring them here quickly.

Otherwise, your car
will be sent to parking.

- Okay. I'll have someone bring them.
- Open it.

Open it.

Ladies don't need to get out of the car.

Only men.

This is the engine.

You told me to open it and

I thought you wanted to see the engine.

Is this a technical inspection unit?

Where are you coming with me? Open it.

- Hello, brother. Wish you a good day.
- Hello.

What are you doing? Open it.

You don't know how to do it. Do you?

Whose car is this?

I'm sorry. I got the car a week ago. Aha.

Don't you check the trunk
when you get a new car?

- What do you have here?
- Nothing particular.

What are these?

Nothing special.

You do Coocooli. Don't you?

Coocooli?

- I mean Tony.
- What's Tony?

You call it Tony. Don't you?

What else do you have?

What's this?

It's a finger.

Whose finger is it?

[Rasht-Summer 1988]
[Resolution 598 announcement moment]

Are you deaf?

I told you to start the car.

Start.

Don't start.

Start.

- Don't start.
- Start I said.

Don't start I said.

- Start, you rootless idiot.
- Don't start.

- Start.
- Don't start.

- Start.
- Don't start.

- Start.
- Don't start.

Start, you donkey!

Don't start.

What's wrong with you?
Why aren't you listening to me?

Hush!

And agreed to a ceasefire

and in the current situation,

- he called it a...
- The w*r is over.

- What? Turn it up. Turn it up.
- We're screwed.

There. The people are going back.

Are you crazy?

You should be happy right now.
Why are you so sad?

What should we say to my father
when we get there?

Won't they say that the w*r is over

you can now go back home?

The w*r is over. The wedding isn't.

The wedding is in ten days.

What are you talking about?

Won't they say "Why are you here
ten days before the wedding?"

I won't go back.

Let them put up with us for ten days.

Your parents always come
to our house and stay forever.

You're so rude. I get uncomfortable.

Otherwise, my poor parents
will even be glad to have us there.

Cover it, cover it.

Hello.

Why did you pull over here?

The car broke down
so I pulled over to fix it.

Documents.

Here.

How are you related?

They are my wife and kids.

Open it.

Did I tell you to open the engine?

- Are you making fun of me?
- You told me to do so, sir.

No, mate. I meant the trunk.

Open the trunk.

Is anything wrong?

Open it. Hurry up.

Sure.

What's this?

Are you a mugger?

No, sir. I'm not.

It's for this. The door is broken.

Rasht. To my father-in-law's house.

We're taking everything
to stay there for a while.

- There is also a wedding we're attending.
- Ouch!

- It broke again.
- You shut it on purpose. Didn't you?

Am I crazy? I was standing over here.

Yeah. You shut it on purpose.

I swear on the lives of my kids

I told you it was broken.
The stand is broken.

It nearly chopped my finger.

- Thank god nothing...
- Let go, sir.

Take it.

Move. Don't stay here.

Sure.

I'm sorry again.

You shut the door on purpose. Didn't you?

You have something hidden there.
Haven't you?

Don't you say we would be
in big trouble if we got caught?

But they didn't.

What if they did?

- I would handle it.
- Yeah. Sure.

You would blame everything on me
just like the previous time.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Who are these?

They are Naser and Shahin.

They're so welcome.

- Ramin?
- Raheleh?

- Ramin?
- There's Ramin and Raheleh.

Hello, dear Shahin.

Hello, Raheleh.

- Raheleh?
- Hello, Raheleh.

- Hello, Raheleh.
- Well. Well.

Hello, brother.

- How are you?
- Raheleh?

- Hello.
- Hello. How are you?

- Hello.
- Hello, honey.

Hello. Welcome, honey.

- How are you?
- Everyone's quitting and leaving like you.

- Get inside. Welcome.
- I missed you all.

- Come in.
- Hold it up.

Hey, camel?
Pick up the suitcases.

I'm not strong enough for them.

You are. Cut the crap.

Pull it. Pull it.

Ouch!

- Hello? Hi, ma'am.
- Get out of the way.

- Get the tea from me.
- Why do you shout at the kid?

When they bombarded the town,

wasn't someone called Ms. Zari Fadaei

brought there?

- Fadaei.
- Fadavi.

- Fadaei? Fadavi?
- It's Fadavi, mate.

- Fadavi. Fadavi.
- It's Fadavi, mate.

- I'm Fadaei, bro.
- Can someone tell me what it is?

- Fadaei or Fadavi?
- I'm Fadaei, bro.

- Is it broken?
- I don't think so.

Because I see you're applying yolk on it.

I thought I might as well do it.
Always have two strings to your bow.

It will be healed even if it's broken.

I hope it is broken

so that you might sit down
for a week at least.

- Oh? Mom?
- Don't "Mom?" me.

Look how he's weeping for his wife.

- Why are you crying?
- I wasn't lucky enough husband-wise.

I think his wife is dead.

Bite your tongue, girl.

I swear to god no matter the hospital they
call, she's nowhere to be found.

- This is the last hospital.
- Hello.

- I know she's there, ma'am.
- If she's not there,

- they should call the forensics.
- I know you're busy, ma'am.

- You know how many calls they have made?
- I'm sorry, ma'am.

- The telephone is about to burn.
- Yes. I'm worried about her.

- You know how big the phone bill will be?
- I'm calling from the neighboring town.

- Our poor father has to pay for it all.
- Her name is Zari Fadavi.

I mean even the w*r didn't damage us

- as much as they did.
- Yes. It's Fadavi.

Parties every night.

Cut down a chicken's head
because someone is here.

An Iraqi plane flies above Mashhad

and someone else shows up.

Stop it already.

We have our own lives here.

I swear to god if the 598
hadn't been announced today,

I would have thrown all of them
out with the r*fle.

You're saying these things about them
so that I would get the point? Right?

What? No way.

Aren't you the daughter of this family?

I'm not talking about you.

I mean them

who I don't even understand
how they are related to us.

When did they even become our relatives?

They're innocent people. They are refugees.

Okay. They should leave now.

I hope they leave soon
now that the w*r is over.

Should they leave to just
come back in ten days?

What's going to happen in ten days?

It's Shirin's wedding. Isn't it?

Oh! God. Are you crazy?

The wedding is on Eid Al-Adha this Monday.
Where did "in ten days" come from?

- Don't lie to me.
- What? Why should I?

I don't have a dress yet.

I was supposed to buy a dress tomorrow.

You still have time. You'll buy one.

Well. Thank god.

- Thank god. I found her, guys.
- Thank god.

- Thank god.
- Thank god.

- Praise the lord.
- Thank god.

- I wish her good health.
- No, I'm not her husband.

Her husband is Mr. Fadaei. He's here.

- Give me the phone.
- No, he can't talk.

Why can't I talk? Give it to me.

He can't talk. No.

I'll tell them to get
on the road right away.

Sure. Sure.

Pack up and leave, mate.

What happened? Is she alive?

Yes. Thank god she's alive
and in full health.

Why is she in the hospital
if she's in full health then?

Nothing, mate. Apparently

- a b*mb hit their house.
- Oh! God.

- Oh! God.
- Dear god.

Stop saying these things.
I'm trying to do something here.

- Oh! God. So?
- Nothing.

The b*mb lands right
in the middle of your living room

but thank god it didn't explode.

Why is she in the hospital right now then?

- She's just scared. Isn't she?
- No, dear.

The b*mb lands exactly
where Zari was sleeping.

- Oh! She's so unlucky.
- Poor woman.

Shut up y’all. Why do you keep saying that?

- Did it hit her?
- Yes, mate.

It hit her but

it only hit her leg and amputated her leg.
It's nothing serious.

Why are you crying, big guy?

- Thank god your wife is alive, bro.
- It's Afghan.

A lot of youngsters stepped on mines
yet they didn't whine like this.

I took her hands a hundred thousand times

and I told her let's go to the north

as it's dangerous to stay here
but she didn't listen.

I took poor Saeed's hands

- and...
- I'm really sorry

but she said no.
Why did you accept it? Huh?

I'm sorry but she is more of a man
compared to you.

- That was not nice, Hassan.
- Hassan?

- That was not nice, Hassan.
- That wasn't nice at all, Hassan.

Hush, mate. Hush!

The moment I say something, all of you g*ng
up on me. What's the matter with y’all?

Get up now, mate.

Get up, take your son's hand,
and return to Shiraz.

I'm not going. I'm telling you now.

I have things to do here.

What do you have to do here? Huh?

Your mother is left amputated back there
and you want to be with your girlfriend?

- You're as useless as him.
- Don't beat him.

- Why do you beat him?
- You be quiet, girl.

Get up, mate.

- Get up.
- Where should I go this late at night?

- Night? What night, bro?
- God willing, we'll leave tomorrow.

Is it night now, mate? Huh?

It's only noon, bro.

I'll take the car to a garage tomorrow

to have the guy look at it
and I'll leave if he says it's ready.

I'm just saying it for you, bro.

If you leave right now,

You'll arrive at Shiraz in the morning.

Then you take your wife
when you get to Shiraz

and instantly go to the central committee.

You'll get the confirmation

and a veteran's card
then your wife will become

a disabled w*r veteran.

What's the first thing
you'll be eligible for?

A grant.

- Is it bad, mate? Is a grant a bad thing?
- What's bad about it?

A house, a refrigerator,
a washing machine, this and the other...

You stupid donkey.

You animal. Get out.

Get out.

I'm just saying it for you, bro.

Stay as long as you want.

Mr. Ali?

Your house is near here

and you come here every morning.
Do we say anything to you?

- No, sir.
- Do we say anything to you, Naser?

We don't say anything, mate.

Everyone's staying here. You stay, too.

You're just losing your chance
to get the veteran card.

Take care of this kid, Hassan.

I want you to take care of him
as if he's your own child.

Isn't it better if you take him with you?

He's just a kid. He doesn't wanna go.

He's as big as a bear, bro.

Take him. He'll be a trouble
for our girls here.

What are you talking about, mate?

They are just kids.
They play with each other.

Everything starts with
playing with each other, mate.

- How so?
- Nothing, mate. Leave. Safe travels.

I don't need to tell you
anything more, Saeed.

- Look what you've done to yourself.
- Okay.

- Take care.
- Sure.

- Okay?
- I'll take care of him.

Don't you worry.

You're so sweet.

My darling.

Goodbye, everyone. Goodbye.

I hope you don't come back ever.

All my faith is in you, god.

Okay.

He came like a tourist
and left like a t*rror1st.

He wouldn't even pick up the
tissue he blew his nose in, bro.

- His rootless son broke everything
- Goodbye!

Naser?

Don't be crazy to give your daughter
to this stupid boy.

This boy has a messed up mind, bro.

Are you crazy, Hassan?

My daughter is only six years old.

She's six now.
She'll be sixteen in ten years.

It won't be anytime soon anyway.

He'll become such a sitting son-in-law.

You'll say "Rest in peace, Hassan"

Stop, Raheleh!
Where are you going?

I said stop, Raheleh!

You told him a bunch of crap. Didn't you?

Why do you Tehranis talk so impolitely?

What do you mean
"You told him a bunch of crap"?

I mean you told him about the veteran
card so that he would leave. Didn't you?

No.

You mean they can really
get a veteran card?

But they didn't actually go to w*r.

They can, mate. They can.

The poor woman is considered
Wounded In Action.

So if I am wounded in action, too,
I will be considered a veteran?

May it not happen to you.

But yes. You'll be considered.

Stay here. Stay until you're addressed.

Why are you in such a hurry?
We're here to get the work done.

Ms. Abdollahi?

Send this crazy man to the police station.

- For god's sake. Forgive me.
- Let go, sir.

Haji?

What should we do?
This girl is still missing.

Follow the instructions.

Sure, sir.

Ms. Abdollahi?

Did you send them or not?

Yes?

Excuse me, sir.

I'd like to know what
the privileges for a veteran are.

What do you mean?

What are the privileges when
someone becomes a martyr or a veteran?

Do you want to go to w*r?

Isn't the w*r over?

They have signed the treaty.

That b*stard S*ddam doesn't let go.
They're still bombing us.

Oh! It's not over yet then.

What is your question exactly?

Are you worried about your family's future?

- Yes. Exactly.
- Don't worry.

I'm sorry but I didn't understand.

I didn't get a proper answer.
What should I do?

What is the proper answer?
What should I tell you?

If I go to w*r in the future

and one of my legs got amputated
or I was martyred,

Who will pay my family's expenses?

We. We will pay.

How much?

- How much what?
- How much are you going to pay them?

Go away, sir. Go.

Aha!

Go away. I hope you find
what you want somewhere else.

Are you here to cut a deal?

Don't you feel ashamed?
Have some shame.

No, sir. I swear to god
you're misunderstood.

What's there to be misunderstood about?

I swear to god I'm not here to cut a deal.

I just want to know what would happen

to this kid when I die.

If you're so worried, don't go then, sir.

- Why do you want to go?
- I like to go.

I want to defend my country.

Why didn't you go all these years?

I couldn't.

Sir?

If you want to go to the w*r, go then.

Don't ask around about its privileges.

That's my suggestion.

But anyway,

whenever you do go to the w*r,

you'll bring us your documents

and where do we take them?

To the central council.

They then investigate
the amputation caused by the w*r

and if gets proven,
you'll get a veteran card.

That's the whole story.

If you are martyred,
then that's a different story.

Who pays the expenses of a martyr's family?

The government.

Anything else?

Nothing. That was it.

Farewell.

♪ If you take a trip one day ♪

♪ and leave me without saying anything ♪

♪ I'll become lonely again ♪

♪ and I'll have dreams all the time ♪

♪ I'll tell the night to stay with me ♪

♪ I'll tell the wind to sing till dawn ♪

♪ A song about the land of a dear partner ♪

♪ where you wouldn't leave me again ♪

♪ One day, If your name ♪

- ♪ comes... ♪
- Why are you singing this song, Saeed?

- She's right. What's this song?
- Sing something else.

- She's right.
- What is this?

- Is it bad?
- Yeah.

You neither can play nor sing.

I won't touch it ever again.

- No. Mate?
- No, let him sing.

- You're all making fun of me.
- No.

- Sing properly.
- Sing for us.

Play something. Don't get upset.

- Who made fun of you, mate?
- Play something nice.

Hey!

Dear Salimeh? Dear Salimeh? Salimeh?

Where did you go for a walk?

You are a bit teasing, Salimeh.

Unlike Hassan who sings
and also plays for you.

That's enough.

Wait a little bit more.

Where is Raheleh, bro?

It's okay.

Ramin is the greatest among us.

He's our close relative.

It doesn't matter even if he slaps us.

- Ramin?
- Stop it, Ramin!

- Oh!
- Don't talk...

♪ My dear Salim. My dear Salimeh ♪

♪ Let's take a walk before
the sun goes away ♪

♪ What should I do if you leave, Salimeh? ♪

- Why did you do it, woman?
- Who is she?

- Who?
- The one you're singing about.

Have you gone crazy? Are you insane?

It's just a song.

- Yeah, his right. It's a song.
- Don't act like that.

Why do you say such a thing, Mahin?

Don't comment on something you
don't know anything about, Shahin.

- I know what I'm talking about.
- Mahin and Shahin?

- Be quiet, girls.
- Let me speak, sir.

Let her not stay quiet
to see what she has to say.

If I don't stay quiet, you'll need to
climb up Asalem mountains

to your father's house
and don't come back down for a while.

Are you making fun of my hometown?

- Don't insult him.
- No. I'm not making fun of it.

If I open my mouth, you'll need to
climb up the mountain

to your beloved Salimeh.

- Who is Salimeh?
- Who is Salimeh?

I don't know what she's talking about.

Don't you know who Salimeh is?

Are you talking about my cousin?

- Oh!
- It's his cousin.

Yeah. The cousin this guy used to love

and wanted her but they rejected him.

You're such a shameless woman.

First of all, I was the one rejecting her.

Plus,

Why don't you end this story?

You're the one singing Salimeh for her.

Why do I end it?

Don't sing Salimeh.

Hassan? Hassan?

Hassan?

Say something to her.

It's not my fault, honey.
It was in the song.

What should I have done?

Don't cry, my love.

Don't cry.

Don't cry, my love.

You're my little pigeon, honey.

Who the hell is Salimeh? Huh?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

♪ My beloved partner
has worn a local dress. ♪

♪ Yeah. Sing it. ♪

♪ She came to our rice field
as a worker and worked hard. ♪

♪ Yeah. Sing it. ♪

♪ I feel awesome. ♪

♪ I feel awesome. ♪

♪ There's a wedding at your house tonight ♪

♪ I can't sleep tonight. ♪

♪ I can't sleep today. ♪

♪ The water pitcher is heavy ♪

♪ I can't pick it up. ♪

I can't go any higher.

Dear Naser?

God willing you're taking me tomorrow.
Aren't you?

Where to?

What do you mean by "Where to"?

It's the wedding tomorrow.
I don't have a dress.

Let go. Wear something.
Borrow from your sister.

She only has one dress
which she's going to wear.

Wear your old clothes then.

It's not the wedding of close relatives.

It's just the neighbor's wedding.

But they're holding it
in my father's house.

What does it have to do with you?
Who are you to them?

You were constantly saying
"let's go to the north for the wedding."

What happened now that you're asking
"Who are you to them?"

Good night. Good night.

Ya Allah. Ya Allah. Bye.

Naser? I'm talking to you.

Yes?

Take me out and buy me a dress tomorrow.

It will be bad for us.
Don't let me feel ashamed.

Don't even talk about it.

Okay.

If I don't come to the wedding tomorrow,

I'll tell them that I couldn't come
wearing an old dress.

My husband didn't buy me a dress.

Yeah, that's good. Tell them that.

Shahin?

- Shahin?
- What?

Okay. I'll take you.

Are you serious?

I don't have much money though.

You're the best.

Okay. Don't worry.

I'm an aware woman.

Good night.

Oh! Look. I even bought some gold.

But it's so beautiful.

- The color is not beautiful at all.
- It is.

- Not at all.
- Wow.

- I told you not to bring her. She nags.
- You talk too much.

Did it break down again?
Where should I put these?

Yeah.

Where do you usually put everything?
Put them on my head.

The trunk is open. Put them there.

Why don't you ever
treat people well, Naser?

If I tell him about the price,
he'll get mad.

- Put this in there, too.
- You bought something after a while.

- It's so beautiful. It's so beautiful.
- Put them here.

- Is that all?
- That's all.

- What happened?
- What happened?

My finger.

Oh! Mom? What happened?

- Oh! God! No! What happened?
- Mom?

- Mom?
- Are you okay?

Mom?

What happened?

Oh! God.

Why does the damn door open, Naser?
Hurry up.

Mom?

Why are you standing there looking at me?
Hurry up.

Is this the emergency unit?

What happened?

- Her finger is chopped.
- Don't worry. It'll be alright.

Did you put her finger in ice?

No.

Do you have it?

No, it's lost.

You messed up.

Put her on the bed.

-
- Hassan?

Open the door instead of standing there.

You don't have a life, Jamileh? Do you?

Why are you telling Jamileh off?

The poor girl was consulting with me.

In a cozy corner, too.

This is a public place. Everyone's here.

My finger was chopped by the hood

and you two are having an argument?

- Are you serious?
- Get away from her.

- Let me see it.
- Get away from her I said.

Oh! Is it amputated?

No, it's still attached.

Take your mother inside, kids.

- Zari? Take her inside.
- I'll take you inside, mom.

- She's not feeling well.
- Do you need anything, mom?

- Oh! Did you buy a bandage?
- What happened, girl?

I don't have the nerve for this.
I don't have the nerve for this.

- Why is it in bandage?
- Come here, sister. Sit down.

Sit down. Sit down.

- Do you want me to cancel tonight?
- No.

- What did you do to yourself?
- Not at all. Don't change anything.

Your sister's finger got amputated and
you think about the neighbor's wedding?

You should have made me
a more interesting life

that would stop me from confusing
mourning and wedding, Hassan.

Eat something.

Viper snake.

I wish this woman's tongue
would be crushed under a bus's tire

she's just so unattractive.

You're smoking so triumphantly

as if you've ripped off the enemy's chest.

♪ Again, again, again, again. ♪

♪ You ditched me again. ♪

♪ You left me all alone. ♪

♪ You ditched me again. ♪

♪ You left me all alone. ♪

♪ If I wanna be honest, other than me ♪

♪ you had someone else on the side. ♪

♪ You had someone else on the side. ♪

♪ You ditched me again. ♪

♪ You left me all alone. ♪

♪ You ditched me again. ♪

We'll go back tomorrow morning.

I have packed everything
for us to go back to our life.

- It's enough.
- Hello, dad.

- Hello, how are you?
- Who did he call dad?

Let's go.

How's your hand?

Don't worry. Once we get to Tehran,

I'll arrange a surgery very soon.

What surgery?

What are they going to attach to it?

There's no finger anymore.

Any of you didn't even
bother to find the finger

and put it in some ice

to have it reattached.

How should I know?
Am I a doctor?

Even the stupidest people know that

when a finger is amputated,
you have to take it with you.

Why didn't your sister take it?

She thought that
the idiot you are will take it.

I'll handle it.

Handle what?

- Your finger.
- Go away.

Clap.

Once we get to Tehran,
I'll have an artificial one made for you.

Do you have a penny to bless yourself with?

A finger needs money.

I'll get it from the government.

Do you mean a loan?

During the w*r?

You're so naive.

Your case is different.
Your case is a wounded in action.

What is my case?

I'll get you a veteran card.

Don't worry.

Then I'll take you abroad

and buy you a finger
better than the original.

You'll be a veteran
and I'll be a veteran's husband.

I just doubt you'll be a veteran
with higher than one percent injury.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Don't cry. Everyone's looking.

You dropped the hood on purpose.
Didn't you?

What?

The hood.

You dropped the hood on purpose

and cut my finger off
to get a veteran card?

You've gone crazy.

May god not forgive you, Naser.

They injected you some morphine
and now you're being delusional.

- Okay.
- Deluded broad.

I'm such a miserable woman
to be living with such a Dracula.

I said I swear to the lives of our
children I didn't do it on purpose.

How did I know when
you would put your hand inside?

How did I know when the hood would fall?

Did I drop it, Shahin?

You're so pessimistic toward me.

Didn't you find anyone else to blame?

Are you making up stories now?
Did I arrange to amputate your finger?

Is that even possible?

So that you'd become a veteran?
So what?

What would I get from all this?

Swear on my life that
you didn't do it on purpose.

I said I swear on my
ancestors' lives I didn't do it.

Yeah, I thought now that this happened,

we can get you a veteran card.

But I swear to god it wasn't something
I thought about it in advance.

Is that how you really think about me?

Oh! God.

Swear on my life that you didn't lose
my finger somewhere on purpose.

I swear on our dear lives, no.

As soon as I saw that you
were bleeding, I went crazy.

My blood pressure fell and I didn't
understand what happened.

I swear to god I went to get a towel

and I was beating myself shouting
"It's your fault", "It's your fault".

"You should have repaired
the hood of the damn car.

Okay. Enough. Enough. Lower your voice.

I'm already mad enough.
Don't make it worse.

Okay, my love.

Raise your head, honey.

It's okay.

What do I need the finger for?

I don't want anything to make you sad.

Raise your head.

It's okay, my love.

Dear Naser?

I'm sorry.

Let it go.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

- Hey!
- Well done.

I'll say what game we'll play then.

Here's how the game is played.

We'll hide in groups of two

and Kambiz will close his eyes.

- Yeah!
- Let's hide!

Where should we hide?

♪ Get used to the distance ♪

♪ There's a lot of ♪

♪ distance between us ♪

♪ my heart needs to get used to ♪

- ♪ the distance ♪
- Cheers to the eyes

that closed my eyes to all the other eyes.

What are you doing
in that dark corner, Hassan?

I'm watching you.

Can't you even see me having
a minute of peace in a dark corner?

Come here. Come here already.

- Go. I'll be there. Go.
- I'm waiting for you.

- This Zari has a loose tongue. Let's go.
- Let's go.

- Let's go, mate.
- You go. I'll be there soon.

Whose finger is this?

I said whose finger is this?

Are you awake?
I said whose finger is it?

It's my mother's.

You mean her finger is amputated?

Yes.

Why?

She cut her finger off when she
was cooking using a kitchen knife.

What is it doing in here then?

We took it to

have it reattached but they said
it was no good anymore.

We forgot to throw it away.

Is your mother the one sitting in front?

- Yes.
- Excuse me, mother.

It's okay.

Is there anything wrong, son?

- Can I see your hand for a moment?
- What do you mean?

Go see your own mother's hand.

What are you laughing at? He wants
to see your amputated finger, mother.

Raise your hand.

Here.

Whose finger is that?

It's yours. What do you mean
whose finger is it?

Stop it. Stop. Don't play me.

She knows it's not her finger, too.

She's just getting old

she has recently been suffering
from an illness

- Cop shop? Cop shop? It's Ebram.
- She forgets stuff.

- Don't make me beg.
- Get over there, sir. Get over there.

- Listen to me.
- I have you loud and clear Ebram.

- Just a little bit more.
- A Porsche with the plate number

- 57 T
- Haji? No.

- 277.
- Please.

Iran 77. Run a check on it, please.

- Listen to me.
- I'm at the location.

Look.

- Let me
- Wait a moment, please.

This finger has recently been cut off.

Your mother's hand is fused like

it was amputated a hundred years ago.

Okay. The finger was in Alcohol.
That's why it's still fresh.

Are you at the location?

- Yes. I'm listening.
- Let me talk to you first.

The car needs to be moved
to the police parking immediately.

There are some complaints filed about it.

- Hands up.
- No, please.

- I said hands...
- Listen to me, please.

I'm in a really bad place.

For the sake of whoever you worship,
just let me go.

Let me go. I just got out of jail.

I already have so many ongoing cases.

Let me go. I'll give you
as much money as you want.

Just let me get to an ATM.

I'll give you as much money as you want.

Are you okay?

For god's sake, just let me go.

Go.

I can go?

Go.

Can I really go?

Go.

Give me the finger.

You never saw me. Do you understand?

Go back to your post.

Sure.

Sometimes you need to fall
before becoming a great.

You need to lose to understand.

And sometimes you need to be lucky
in order to have a happy life.

Luck

is the miracle itself.