01x14 - Episode 14

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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

- Your boss is not here?

- Have a seat. He will be back soon.

I see.

Do you remember the inspector

I came here with for a few times?

Yes. He has been our customer for long.

Long before I started
working in this place.

Hasn't he come here for shaving

during the last couple of days?

No. Inspector comes here

He will show up one of these days.

Take it.

What's written there?

- Can you read it for me?

- I have no time for that.

Don't stop over there.

Drive.

Carriage driver, get out of here.

Hurry.

You liked that?

There is nothing the cops

Here you are boss.

- You're late Malouch. Take this.

- Hand it over boss.

Malouch knows I'll hang him dry

if he has anything up his sleeve.

We'll take it all.

Shabun! Shabun!

Don't touch that suitcase.

That opium belongs to the police

Shabun? Shabun?

Shabun!

You are the one and only shelter.

The purpose of writing this letter is to

reveal that Shabun was k*lled...

by the inspector.

m*rder*d by one of Shabun's guys.

That guy is a hooligan named

Qolam who is going to get hanged.

Luscinia is the one who decides

for all these people's lives.

Writing Luscinia's diaries revealed

these secrets to me.

Luscinia and Master Mozaffar

will soon become one.

I will report this to Inspector so he helps

me eliminate this treacherous creature.

I shall defeat him if the luck

is on my side.

- Hello.

My condolences.

Here.

- My condolences.

- Thanks.

Hi.

. Yes?

- Ebrahim?

- How can I help you?

- Your boss is not there?

Master Khoshnevis, it is Inspector.

No Inspector.

Where is he?

He went to a customer's house.

He said he would be back soon.

Tell him not to go anywhere when

he is back. I'm on my way there.

Tonight. I have to look good.

Sure. No worries sir.

He will show up any minute.

- Please come.

- It is my wedding.

- Congratulations.

- Make sure you do not forget.

Don't worry. I will go fetch him if he

doesn't come back in a quarter of an hour.

Tell him Khoshnevis wants

to talk to him.

Master Khoshnevis would

like to talk to you.

I have nothing to talk to him about.

I'm on my way.

- He doesn't want to talk to you.

- I do! He said he would come here.

- I shall wait for him.

- It is Inspector's wedding today.

- He is getting dressed as a groom.

- As a groom?

He shall not live to see that

wish fulfilled.

He goes to Boqus Bar every day.

How dare he drink during these days

that we are in mourning?

- He is rubbing salt in our wounds.

- I will take his life.

I will slaughter him even if he's

surrounded by cops.

I'll avenge my boss' death.

I'll put Boqus's bar on fire.

I'll burn him alive.

What happened?

I'll show him.

I'll teach him a lesson.

What happened?

He passed out.

Get up.

Don't make a scene.

Get up.

Get up!

Get up for God's sake.

Greetings gentlemen.

Put your hands together for the

bridegroom.

Congratulations.

This is very important.

I must talk to you in private right now.

It is a matter of life and death.

Please sit down sir.

By your permission.

- Congratulations.

- Congrats.

- Thank you.

- Congrats.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you. Thank you.

You have put handcuffs on

a lot of hands Inspector.

Now for the first time you yourself

re being handcuffed by someone.

Love is blind.

The difference is that these

are actually golden handcuffs.

I'm sure you have bought weddings rings

for the wedding ceremony by bow.

Soon Quazarian Jewelry Shop will be

reopened with a new billboard...

and a new shop widow.

Gentlemen, it is best to come

back for shaving in the afternoon.

We will both have lunch at Grand Hotel

and keep busy in our boning afternoon.

- That is a brilliant idea.

- I agree too.

No offense, but I disagree.

I would like for you to let us each

be free to decide.

Do not put us on the spot. I actually

prefer a nice appearance to eating.

I do not care if I miss a chance to eat.

So have a seat so Amir Asad can take

care of the groom good and proper.

Yes, have a seat.

- Please.

- After you.

Excuse me, did I give you a card?

Please don't forget to come to Quazarian

Jewelry Shop with your wife.

When have you decided to

reopen the shop?

In early spring.

Yes, early spring.

By then, we shall have our branch

in Armenia inaugurated as well.

My wife Hasmik will be in Iran

together with my children by then.

Spring, a new beginning!

To make a long story short, I previously

told you about a treacherous man...

whom I was supposed to assassin

under an order given by the secret society.

But before putting the
plan into action, the

person who was called by the code name...

Luscinia took control of the secret

society for unknown reasons.

The secret society then started carrying

out Luscinia's wicked orders.

Later, after having the members m*rder*d,

he caused the secret society to fall apart.

After my fake arrest by you,

I relapsed into my old ways.

The reason I stayed in Tehran was

finding that treacherous Luscinia.

Luscinia is the one who ordered you

to arrest me and k*ll Shabun.

Last night, he gave the order of your

death which will be carried out today.

Hello? Operator?

Grand Hotel please.

- Hello?

- Room 113 please.

Room 113.

Sugar bowl.

And your cup.

It's the phone.

Ignore it.

There is no answer.

Mammal, give this animal to my aunt

and tell her to feed it good and proper.

Tell her to cook something with the meat

for our Hussainia in Muharram month.

Don't ask me what I intend to do.

By this evening, it will be

common knowledge.

Send my regards to all my buddies

and ask them for forgiveness.

Hello? Operator?

Grand Hotel please.

Hello? Grand Hotel?

Yes, it's me.

- Sir, it is Mr. Inspector.

- Coming.

Hello? I told you sir,

there's no answer.

And he has surely not left the hotel.

I will try my best.

But this is nothing new I suppose.

Room 113.

Master, it's the phone.

[Speaking Arabic]

No answer.

It seems that he is not interested.

So please send him a note.

This is an emergency.

I shall send him a note with a

messenger for the sake of you.

- Please call back in a quarter of an hour.

- No. I will wait.

The six-fingered inspector would like to

talk about something very important.

Asqar.

Master.

[Speaking Arabic]

Goodbye.

Have a nice day.

This is a shell. So is this.

This is the seed of the pistachio.

You should eat them one by one.

You remove the shell and eat the seed.

Like this.

You want some?

Stretch your hand.

Now eat them.

Not like that.

Remove the shell.

Look at you!

Don't eat the shell.

Turn your fear into hatred now.

We are on the same ship

in this stormy weather.

Help me out for the sake of your life.

I intend to k*ll him.

A sick old man and a wicked inspector!

We both are too weak to fight

Master Mozaffar.

Do not surrender.

Ru n away.

Where can I go?

Inside the country, he exerts

And outside of it, there's a w*r.

Besides, the woman I married yesterday

in these troublesome trips.

Yesterday, I married a virtuous

girl in a proposal ceremony.

I had kept an eye on this family for years.

My wish was to marry their daughter.

She could give me both love and respect,

the things I wished for all my life.

However, the more I tried to reach her,

the farther I got from her.

A big house, a brand new car, and

luxurious furniture! I had them all.

But my bad reputation never let me

got close to that family as a suitor.

Murdering Shabun made me well-known.

And I became a popular face.

I took the chance and proposed to the girl.

Tonight is my wedding night.

Such a magnificent wedding!

However, that respectable family would

rather face my death than have me escaped.

I'll be done in a moment.

Grand Hotel please.

- It's private.

- I see.

Baron Quazarian, I expect

you to accept the truth.

Your jewelry shop was robbed years ago.

Keeping the shop closed for repairs

is nothing but a made-up excuse.

You lost your wife and child

due to your paranoia.

Enough is enough.

Be brave and stand up for your rights.

You can still live without jewelries.

Quazarian Jewelry Shop has never

been robbed. That's a rumor.

We all should believe that.

There was no robbery at all.

This is being said by the shop owner.

There definitely was a robbery.

This is being said by the robber.

I don't think it's April Fool's day,

today.

Hello sir. Go ahead.

Please, my child will die without this

medicine. He's not feeling so good.

I can't stand in the line.

My child is not feeling well.

What are you going to do?

I'll go with you wherever you go.

I won't leave you alone.

We are in this fight together.

It's no use when we are

the losers already.

I only hoped he would forgive me.

But now I'm disappointed.

Now I'm going somewhere

Here Mammal.

Goodbye.

Carriage?

Lalezar Street.

Let me off here.

There you go.

Hurry up. HUFFY "P-

What's going on?

Hurry up.

Oh God! Let's lift him up.

Lift him up.

Easy.

Excuse me.

Put him here.

Thank you.

Easy.

Please get out of here.

Get out.

Leave this place.

Get out.

Hurry up.

Get up you good-for-nothings!

Ready guys?

Where is your g*n?

Under my shoulder.

Why didn't you use it?

I'd had enough.

But I've decided to be

a rifleman again.

There's an old g*n in the car.

It is a little hard for you to

work with this one.

I'd like to see it in your hand

before I die.

What happened?

Will he make it?

- Let me give you a hand.

- Move.

Get out of the way.