01x10 - Episode 10

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In the name of God the

compassionate the merciful.

Luscinia [HEZAR DASTAN]

by Ali Hatami

Jamshid Mashayekhi

Ezzatollah Entezami

Davood Rashidi

Ali Nasirian

Mohammad Ali Keshavarz

Jafar Vaali

Hossein Gil

Zahra Hatami

Shahla Mirbakhtiar

Jamshid Layegh

Esmail Mehrabi

Parviz Pourhosseini

Mohammad Moti

Ataollah Zahed

Hooshang Beheshti

Late Mohammad Taghi Kahnamoui

Late Kheirollah Tafreshi-azad

Late Esmail Mohammadi

Jahangir Forouhar

Roghieh Chehreh-azad

Minoo Abrishami

Mehdi Vadadian

Afsar Asadi

Mansour Valamagham

Manouchehr Azari

Reza Abdi

Farhang Mehrparvar

Soroush Khalili

Nematollah Gorji

Saeed Amir-soleimani

Mohammad Varshoee

Jahangir Almasi

Asghar Hemmat

Hossein Hatami

Esfandiar Mavandadi

Edited by: Abbas Ganjavi, Ali Hatami

Audio and video editor: Hassan Hassan-doust

Sound and mix: Roubik Mansouri

Music by: Morteza Hannaneh

Directors of photography: Mehrdad Fakhimi,
Maziar Parto

Production manager: Mohammad Mehdi Dadgou

Distributed by: Channel 1 of Islamic
Republic of Iran Broadcasting 1978-1987

Written and directed by: Ali Hatami

Previously on Luscinia...

We travel from Grand Hotel in Tehran to the
house of Khoshnevis in Mashhad.

Under Master
Mozaffar's order, the

six-fingered inspector
imprisons Khoshnevis.

These are the days Iran is

occupied by foreign powers.

August 1941.

The solution was Khoshnevis's tongue...

which told the mysterious

stories of his youth.

As the secret society decided...

with the help of Reza...

the chief of granary was assassinated.

The police department announces the
assassination attempt unsuccessful...

until the secret society is in

no doubt about the m*rder.

The question asked from
everyone, everywhere, was:

Who fired the g*n?

"I was not there." "I did not see."

"I do not know".

Esmail Khan's funeral ceremony is held.

Statesmen show up to hide the

fear from the congregation.

From the women's section, a b*llet is shot
towards the chest of the spokesman...

Matin al-Saltaneh.

Shabun stops the police officers
from entering the women's section.

Reza escapes the crime scene.

Everybody runs, except for

the dead man.

Part Ten

[Reciting an epic story]

Quit it. Tonight we have another

storyteller and a new tale.

Get down.

Fellow citizens.

Matin al-Saltaneh is k*lled.

And he took a burden of

betrayal and disloyalty with him.

We eliminated this treacherous

man from the society...

to serve this as an example

for other traitors.

Shame on a nation who let outsiders and
strangers criticize their own profits...

out of their country.

We have no alternative but to find the
statesmen and authorities qualified...

based on how treacherous and

disloyal they are.

It has been a while we have been

busy studying and evaluating that.

We have totally realized
how exactly each of

these traitors have
reached their evil goals.

My fellow citizens, the most

experienced diplomats in our country...

are those who carry out the ambitious
and unjust orders of foreign agents and...

political representatives
of imperial powers

in the best way and
keep them pleased.

These people even
introduce themselves as

political heroes and
saviors of the country.

My fellow citizens, now is the

time to take action.

We shall no longer allow
spies and traitors

oppress our people and
tyrannize our country.

The members of the punishment society have
decided to make a great sacrifice.

They face every ordeal and take every risk
in order to save their fellow citizens...

from misery even if they have to
sacrifice their own lives for that.

For that reason, we have taken action
in order to provide our nation with...

"prosperity and privileged circumstances."

The first b*llet of the society

eliminated Esmail Khan...

the actor of treachery and disloyalty.

This man was the chief of Tehran's
granary who caused many people...

to die under foreigners' order with a
stage-managed fake famine in Tehran.

Therefore he deserved to be punished
accordingly and buried together with his...

insidious plans so he couldn't find his
happiness in his compatriots' misery.

Now for the second time the society

has accomplished a mission.

The punishment society
has nothing to do

with domestic and foreign
political parties.

This is the first community in Iran that
actually takes a non-subjective approach.

The only goal of the
punishment society is

eliminating traitors who
serve foreigners...

without paying attention to

their positions.

The punishment society is determined to
avenge the deaths of the innocent...

from traitors and double agents.

All reformists who want their country to
survive, should trust this society...

as a means to uproot treachery

and betrayal.

The punishment society would like for

our compatriots to give away traitors...

regardless of their positions.

The punishment society makes traitors
understand that there's no place for...

evil conspirators in our

honorable country.

If you don't care about your country,

have mercy on your mothers and kids.

Beware that crime and
treachery can no longer

be continued in the
twentieth century.

In this century traitors and plotters

are doomed to die and get eliminated.

When the senior ministers agreed to

serve this country...

not only they were knowledgeable about
the country issues and the government...

problems, but also they were well

aware of the obstacles on their way...

and knew that solving these problems
was not possible without trying hard...

and making efforts. The only thing which
encouraged the government to persist...

was the thought of a nation that had
learned its lesson from the past...

and would support the government which
would lead to reforms undertaken by it...

in order to hold the national dignity.

For the reason that many heinous

crimes have happened in recent months.

If these offenders
assume that committing

these crimes would lead
to policy reforms...

they should know that it is

exactly the opposite.

There may be people who wish to

validate their interests in the country...

to portray a certain point which may
cause the government to made decisions...

contrary to people's expectations.

There is nothing else to say.

Thank you very much.

This is indeed priceless.

Thank you.

- Goodbye.

- Godspeed.

- Thank you.

- You are welcome.

Salt! Salt!

Salt! Salt!

Salt!

I failed to recognize you.

This donkey and these outfits have
something to do with our mission?

Tomorrow is the most important

day of our mission.

- We are assassinating Luscinia.

- Is this the last one?

So you think there were only

three traitors in this country?

Of course this one is the leader of them.

Are you tired?

Who is he?

I do not know either.

The society uses a code for its name.

To the best of my
knowledge, it is Luscinia.

Today, the members of the society shall let

I will inform you tonight.

Knowing the enemy's name is necessary

for concentrating on the job.

The traitor is addressed as Luscinia by the
society. Just concentrate on this Luscinia.

Here is the last payment.

Bring it.

It's just a bowl of roasted liver.

I told him.

He didn't agree.

Move.

At your service boss.

Here you go boss.

Roasted liver is so nutritious.

- It's pure blood, makes you courageous.

- So eat some as you need it, coward.

If that is the case, the sheep would

have the guy's liver already.

At your service boss.

The job shall not be done.

Luscinia has heard about our intention.

He has paid the society for

In other words, he has bought his life.

This place is safe tonight Kavous.

No worries.

The customers could be comfortable

as always.

Here you are.

There have been two crimes committed

in this area in broad daylight.

However, it seemed that

everybody was asleep.

Do you know anything about

the crimes Kavous?

I have heard about them. I sleep during

How come you never ask

anything from me?

There is no need to ask questions

when you already know the answers.

Your name is Reza. Your father is Mostafa.
You were born in Tehran.

You are single and run no business.

You serve in Moayer al-Doleh's camp

and make ends meet.

During the day, you spend time

in the teahouse and at night...

you are at Kavous's place.

You live amongst people and

are trusted by them.

You never miss the mark.

You haven't been in high
spirits for a while.

You do not talk much and

never laugh your heart out.

You do not hang out with Moayer al-Doleh
much as you have found a new friend.

He knows everything.

These could be told by every

gypsy fortuneteller.

The chief of granary made his
fellow citizens starve to death...

so he could offer their food to
foreigners. So he deserved to get punished.

People pay the price for what

they do, in the same world.

Reza makes unreasonable remarks

at night as he drinks too much.

All right, that's enough.

What about Matin al-Saltaneh,

that brave patriotic journalist?

Have you ever read his newspaper,

Newspapers contain only written news.

The real news is among people.

Do not be stupid.

How do these people can hear the

world news in this age of ignorance?

The world news is about nothing

but oppression and injustice.

It is quite unlike you to say such things.

They have put words into your mouth?

I was busy hunting deer out there until
somebody came to me and said:

"Hunter, until when shall you

hunt partridges and stags?"

"Hunt something precious."

Who was he? He has surely not

appeared out of nowhere.

You must have seen his face.

And you must know his name.

Isn't he that new friend of yours?

The sick man who coughs all the time?

The man who has spoiled your mood?

Reza, Shabun wants to talk to you.

He is waiting at the door.

Catch them.

Tie him up.

Quick.

Tie him up tight.

He is dangerous.

Tie him up tight.

Tighten the rope.

Music.

The society has decided to k*ll you.

What for?

They have a compelling reason for that.

Reza is a drunkard who reveals the
society's secrets when he is intoxicated.

The job is supposed to be done by

Shabun and his g*ng.

Why are you telling me this?

I shouldn't have.

But I just did.

I have given up my job
in the secret society

as it is moving in a different direction.

A wrong path.

I shall go to Tabriz with my wife and

child at the earliest possible time.

We have to hide ourselves.

Should I run away as well?

You will be caught no matter

how far you get.

The only way for you to survive

is to quit drinking.

You shall start a simple life in a

faraway town with a new identity.

We do not have much time.

Bring me the g*n. I have to keep

it in a safe place for now.

Are you leaving me defenseless?

You don't need this anymore.

It shall only make you guilty.

Do you not regret dragging me

into something foredoomed?

We made a mistake.

I admit that.

But we cannot stop fighting for

the fear of making mistakes.

Traitors must and will be eliminated.

This shall not stop by our departure.

Our experiences will be used by

the next people.

We will be victorious even if this

turns out to be an unsuccessful attempt.

We are worried out of selfishness as we
wish to see the victory for ourselves.

Victory shall be witnessed even if we

have plants grown in our eyes.

What should I hang on to?

The members of the secret society

have joined hands with Luscinia.

He has everybody except for me.

This is not what we wanted.

We came to grief.

Well, a bad tree does not yield

good apples.

Is that true?

Aslan came home and told me you want

us to pack our things without delay...

as we're headed to Tabriz. Aslan never
lies. However, one cannot trust a kid.

I thought he might not have

understood your words.

It is true.

Yet, a woman should take orders

from her husband and not her child.

I came home late last night.

You were asleep.

So I told Aslan to give you the message.

You wait outside my dear.

I need to talk to your father.

Go.

It is true that as your wife,

I have to obey you.

But God knows I wouldn't

like to go on this journey.

I appreciate your honesty.

But do not try to seek the truth.

However, honesty is always

the best policy.

In this journey, I will not

accompany you an Aslan.

Why are we moving back to Tabriz?

In Tabriz, we have nothing but a cemetery
full of the graves of our dear ones.

After your father and brothers were k*lled,
mothers died of grief...

and daughters got married.

And we left our hometown.

You are going on this journey without me.

You will go to Tabriz with Aslan.

I could not explain last night

It has been a while you have either
come home late or haven't come at all.

I was so restless last night.

I did not get a wink of sleep.

What has happened?

- You were awake as well?

- How can I sleep on a stormy sea?

No worries.

It is nothing important.

I will not be curious if you don't

want your wife to know.

My illness has gotten serious lately.

Aslan is fragile.

I'm afraid he gets the disease from me.

I want you to be away from me for a while.

I will start the treatment, get back

on my feet and come to you.

You are too fussy I suppose.

You have separated your dishes and your
room only because of coughing a little.

Now you want to separate

your city as well?

We have to tolerate this as long as

it is best for Aslan.

I have talked to the physician.

He said I should get hospitalized.

And I wanted to tell my wife the truth.

I cannot leave my ill husband

alone in this city.

I can send Aslan to my sister in

Shiraz if this is about his health.

It is because of you as well.

You are still young.

Young and green.

Young and pretty-

If the treatment did not work, I will

sell the shop and send you the money...

as the marriage portion.

And if I have any savings left,

I will put it aside for Aslan.

Are you talking about a divorce?

Yes.

Is it because of this disease?

No. No.

So we shall gather together again

when you get cured.

I would like to get well completely,

not partly.

I do not think I shall survive.

So you are departing this life.

Yes cousin.

Do not be unfair. I am still your wife.

So call me Jeyran.

At this moment of farewell.

I will, when I come to say goodbye

and see you off tonight.

Perhaps I am destined to have a

relative dead in every city.

Tehran will have the grave

of this cousin of mine.

Do not be unfair. I'm still your husband

and I'm alive. So call me Abolfath.

I will, when you come to see us off

tonight my dear cousin.

Tonight.

Do not hide it. You were more

conscious when intoxicated.

Seize the moment and reveal

the secrets of the society.

Since these secrets have been revealed...

the members have decided to

eliminate the informer.

The talking bird of Kavous's place.

And I tend to shelter this bird.
I shall keep

it in a cage to keep
up the appearances...

until the society members

are arrested and punished.

Then I will let it go free willingly.

Keep your eyes open Reza. Even if they are
exonerated, your bold action...

will be a great revenge from those

who have decided to k*ll you.

The government will support you.

So will I. You have my word.

Shabun! Shabun!

I broke the rope.

Let's go in.

Go in.

Welcome.

I have decided to go to

Moayer al-Doleh's camp for hunting.

Nobody has the guts to mess with Shabun.

Yeah! Yeah!

He surrendered.

Finished?

Let's go guys.

Beat it.