01x14 - Episode 14

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Written by: Naghmeh Samini, Hassan Fathi

Ali Nasirian

Taraneh Alidousti

Shahab Hosseini

Mostafa Zamani

Parinaz Izadyar
Mehdi Soltani-Sarvestani

Mahmoud Pakniat
Houman Barghnavard

Gelareh Abbasi
Ghazal Shakeri

Soheila Razavi, Fariba Motekhases
Pantea Panahiha

Ramin Nasernasir, Nasim Adabi, Hadi Ghomeishi

Mehran Nael, Amirhossein Fathi, Mina Vahid

Farshid Samadipour, Parviz Bozorgi
Mohammad Yeganeh

Nahid Moslemi, Mona Ahmadi, Nahal Dashti

Bani Palshomun, Reza Najafi, Mehdi Alipour, Pasha Jamali

Mahsa Nasiri, Saghi Zinati
Manouchehr Zendedel, Parisa Sabourinejad

With
Parviz Falahipour, Amirhossein Rostami, Jamshid Gorgin

Starring
Jamshid Hashempour

And
Abolfazl Pourarab

Camera operator: Mohammad Namdari
First assistant camera: Abolfazl Nabati

Programmers: Alireza Nesai, Hamed Tasdigh-Moghaddam

First assistant director: Arash Sajjadi-Hosseini
Unit production manager: Atoosa Shahsiah

Supervising director: Seyed Mohsen Yousefi
Photographer: Amirhossein Shojaee

Visual effects: Behnam Khaksar
Title sequence: Majid Yousefzadeh

Sound engineer: Khosro Keyvanmehr
Production manager: Taher Amani

Set designer: Hassan Ruhparvari
Costume designer: Jaleh Zakizadeh

Singer: Mohsen Chavoshi

Sound and mix: Seyed Alireza Alavian

Make-up designer: Saeed Malekan

Music by: Amir Tavasoli

Edited by: Mehdi Hosseinivand

Director of photography: Afshin Ahmadi

Project manager: Hassan Najjarian-Daryani

Executive manager: Saeed Malekan

Investors:
Seyed Mohammad Hadi Razavi, Seyed Mohammad Emami

Produced by: Seyed Mohammad Emami

Directed by: Hassan Fathi

Where are you my angel?

Where in heaven are you?

Why did you do that, woman?

The sound is all over the area.
The neighbors may take us as pagans.

Things that you say!

This is our own territory.

It’s nobody’s business what we listen to.

Besides, it’s just a song not blasphemy.

Have you listened to the lyrics at all?

The guy is talking about his darling.

It’s just an angel from heaven.

- Spiritual stuff they call it.
- So much the worse.

- Where are you going at this hour?
- I’ll go check on the restaurant.

The workers don’t treat people properly
when I’m not around.

Anything you need doctor?

Take care, dad.

- And you take care of my grandkid.
- Sure.

- Godspeed.
- Bye.

Come back soon.

Honey, look at these cloths and see if you like them.

I wanna make some stuff for the baby.
You like the color?

What’s the hurry mother?
He won’t be born any time soon.

He’ll be playing out there in the
yard before you know it.

I’ve bought him some other things as well

Let me show them to you.

- They’re beautiful, thank you.
- Sure.

You haven’t been studying lately Simin.
You should learn from your sister.

I’ve studied.
How do you know I haven’t?

- Shahrzad?
- Yes?

Now that dad’s gone, let’s go to your
place and see what Batoul was doing.

Why don’t you just quit it Simin?

Peel an apple for your sister.

I swear she was about to put
something in your sugared water.

She didn’t anyway!

But she was going to.

- She may do it later. I swear I’m going to…
- You shouldn’t be talking behind her back.

Batoul is a good woman.

- Go get the door.
- I’ll get it.

- It must be Ghobad.
- Ghobad?

Not tonight.

If it’s him, let’s go to your place
together and get to the bottom of it.

You should become a crime novelist.

Shahrzad, come wear this. It’s one of your
classmates. She says it’s an emergency.

- It’s for me?
- Yeah, this late at night!

- Hello.
- Hello Shahrzad. I’m Maryam.

We’ve met once before.
I’m Babak’s fiancé.

- Babak, Farhad’s friend.
- Right.

- Hello Shahrzad.
- Hello Babak.

- How are you?
- Are you all right?

- Did you recall me?
- Yes.

What’s wrong? Is Farhad okay?

Yes, don’t worry.

Babak and I are here to give you
a message from Farhad.

He asked me to give you this.

- Shahrzad honey.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- He’s my fiancé, Babak.
- Welcome here.

Honey, why don’t you invite your friends in?

Please.

No thank you.
It’s late and my mother’s a little unwell.

- Maybe some other time.
- As you wish.

Thank you.

Farhad said to tell you it’s a matter of life and death.

A woman has been shot.

And for some reasons, we can’t take her to a hospital.

If you don’t come, she may die.

Mother, I have to go to Maryam’s tonight.

You’re going alone at this hour?

Her mother’s unwell and she’s afraid of hospitals.

There’s nothing they can do at this hour.

- Let Simin go with you too.
- Yeah.

Aren’t you going to school tomorrow?

They’re trustworthy people.
Don’t worry.

Ever since you chose to marry some else,

due to ethics and religion,

I promised myself not to disturb you ever again.

But since this is a matter of life and death,

I had to break my promise.

If there was any other trustworthy person available,

I would definitely not ask the Divansalars’
daughter-in-law for help.

Days have gone by.

And we’re no longer the kids of yesterday.

But I have no doubt you’re still as altruistic as before.

Please come in Shahrzad.

Come in.

How is she?

Hi.

Hi.

The poor thing looks deathly pale.

Excuse me.

Anything we can do?

You should’ve taken her to a hospital.

The b*llet has pulverized the muscle tissue
but I don’t think it’s too deep.

- I’ll try my best but I need help.
- I’m here.

I prefer it’s a woman.

I can do that.

- No, she’ll pass out.
- Babak.

- What’s her name?
- Roya.

- No, it’s Azar.
- Roya or Azar?

Azar?

Can you hear me?

I have no anesthetics.

I have to open your wound and stitch it up.
It hurts a lot, you understand?

We have to reduce her fever.

Excuse me, can I use this water?

I shouldn’t be here now.

I’m not a physician yet.
I’m not allowed to do this.

This is not legal!

- But it’s humane, isn’t it?
- What if she won’t make it?

Then it won’t be humane either.

I’ll take responsibility for it.

We have to pull the bed a little.

Here.

Push those away.

Hurry up Babak.

- Good.
- Good.

All right.

Please bring me some clean sheets and boiled water.

I’ll do it. Help me Maryam.

This was in her pocket.

Why are you looking at me like that?

I don’t know much either.

I didn’t mean anything.

Even if you knew something,
I wouldn’t want to know.

If anyone else asked me to do this…

I think you should get out and let Maryam come in.

Okay.

- Maryam?
- Yes?

- Will you bring me Azar’s purse?
- Sure.

- What do you want her purse for?
- I want her keys.

I promised to bring her child over.

- Give me your car key.
- Hold this.

- Here.
- Farhad, she had no purse.

It must be left in the car.

- Maryam?
- Excuse me.

- I have to go.
- You want me to come along?

No. You better stay here with the ladies.

Take care.

What should I do?

Hold the scissors and the forceps on the fire.

I want them sterilized.

Put the clean towel in her moth.
Hurry up.

All right.

Hold her arms from the other side.

When I’m taking out the b*llet,

- hold her tightly so she can’t move, okay?
- Yes.

I’ll let you know.

Okay.

I’m ready.

She passed out. Don’t worry.

You can take the towel out.

Go upstairs and see if you can find
her some clothes till I stitch her up.

- Yes.
- Take this too.

- What happened?
- She took the b*llet out.

- Thank God! Why is there blood on your hand?
- It’s nothing. I just helped.

Babak, her clothes are torn up and bloody.
She needs clean ones.

You can go to my mother’s room

- and see if you can find anything suitable for her.
- Okay.

- Maryam?
- What?

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I’m fine.

- Sorry for the trouble tonight.
- It’s okay.

This b*llet can even k*ll a hog,
let alone this poor thing.

Calm down, calm down.

I’ve come to take you to your mother.

Will you go with me?

So be quiet and let’s go.

Say nothing. Get up.

Well well mister!

Where are you off to?

What’s your hurry?

You think I’m a fool?

How come you don’t take me to
his so-and-so mother?

What happened?

Cat got your tongue?

Are you dumb or what?

Nobody would dare beat Gholam!

Ouch!

How dare you?

Ouch!

- How old are you?
- I’m ten.

- What grade you study in?
- I’m a fifth grader.

- Are you a good student?
- Yes.

Good.

Bravo.

Your mother is proud of having a son like you.

I think it’s Farhad.

My child!

Calm down. Keep quiet.

I’ve operated on you.

I’ve taken the b*llet out of your body.

And your fever is breaking.
That’s a good sign.

- My son.
- Mom.

- Easy.
- My darling.

I love you.

- Oh dear.
- I brought him over as you asked.

- Gholam didn’t follow you?
- No, I’m sure of it.

- He’ll come after you.
- You’d better not think about that now.

Don’t cry dear.

My darling!

What’s happened to your hand, Farhad?

It’s nothing serious.

- But you’re bleeding.
- Don’t make a fuss.

It must be disinfected.

- What happened?
- I’m fine, lack of sleep.

It might be because of your pregnancy.

- What are you doing? Why did you sit up?
- We have to go.

They’ll find us sooner or later.

Everything will be ruined.

- Can she move?
- I’ll help her.

She’s gotten too weak.
She must watch the bleeding.

- We have to go now.
- Go where?

I know people who would help us.

- I know where we must go.
- You want me to go with you?

No. Only Farhad.

Thank you.

Thanks you all.

But from now on,

we don’t know one another.

It’s better for all of us this way.

Let’s go son.

Don’t worry.
I won’t let anyone suspect them.

What about Shahrzad?

I’ll take her a taxi and accompany her.

No worries.

- Farhad?
- Yes?

Isn’t this your coat?

- Thank you.
- You forgot the g*n.

I really don’t know what to say.

Perhaps I wouldn’t agree to help
if I were in your shoes.

Things don’t always go on as we think.

Goodbye.

Are you okay?

I’m fine.

Where is this place we’re going to?

- Don’t ask.
- You keep saying that!

“Don’t ask about yesterday.”

“Don’t ask about Azar or Roya.”

“Don’t ask about all those lies.”

And the man who shot at you!

I feel like a blind man on a path full of obstacles.

I keep walking and hitting the ground.
I get up and then fall again.

I’ll tell you everything at the right time.

I promise.

For now, the less you know the better.

It’s less risky.

Last night after what happened, I told you to go.

But you insisted on staying.

Could I go?

I know this game will have a victim at the end.

I don’t want you to be that victim.

I don’t understand.
What victim?

Don’t ask.

Let us off here.
You leave immediately.

We won’t go anywhere unless you leave.

If you care about our lives,

go and don’t look over your shoulder.

But it’s not fair to leave someone
with so many questions.

?
I said I would tell you everything at the right time.

Let’s go son.

My lady.

You look pale. Eat something.

- Thank you. Put it here.
- Where?

Right here.

- Batoul?
- Yes?

- Ghobad hasn’t called since last night?
- No.

- All right. I’ll go to bed. Don’t wake me up.
- Okay.

Shall we go Hashem?

- Where are you coming?
- I wanted to go to the bazaar with you.

I need to get some groceries for the house.

This boy is so unpredictable.
I’m afraid he comes tomorrow,

and tells us the bride is behind the door.

There will be no wedding for now.

Don’t worry about it.

- Why not?
- No special reason.

You never say anything without a reason.
There must be something.

- There’s nothing.
- Perfect!

Now I’m a stranger.

The poor mother shouldn’t know anything.

It’s not like that Marzieh.

I investigated the girl.

She’s not our type.

I told Farhad about it and he agreed.

- As simple as that?
- As simple as that.

- Wait a minute Hashem.
- I’m in a hurry.

I need to talk to you.

Well, I need to know this.

The girl you’re talking about,

Why isn’t she our type?

Does she have a disease?

Farhad may come and tell you himself.

So that’s why he stayed at his friend’s last night.

He must be mad at you.

He’s not a child.

All right, then I’ll come and see

why Asghari isn’t taking my calls.

What do you want from Asghari?

His mother called a few nights ago.

She asked me to advise him a little.

She wants him to study after work.

She wants him to get educated.

If that’s what it’s all about, I’ll tell him myself.

You stay home and advise your
own son when he comes.

God help us all. Amen.

Damn you Asghari!

- Hello sir.
- Hello.

Why is the door closed?

Sorry to say this sir.

I’ve been having the runs since last night.

And it’s so bad.

Sorry to say that.

Why didn’t you stay home if you’re unwell?

I came to let you know and leave.

I mean I came to tell Ms. Marzieh
but then I changed my mind.

I thought she couldn’t take it.

So I decided to tell you instead.

What did you want to tell her?

May you never see a bad day sir.

It was just like a movie.

I went to the movies once and it was just like that.

I know I should’ve let you know no matter what.

But I swear,

I’ve been having the runs since last night.

- My mother kept giving me yogurt and…
- Why don’t you just get to the point?

The point is,

Well,

Have you heard from Farhad, sir?

Why do you ask?

Oh no!

I haven’t heard from him since last night.

He said he’d go to his friend, Babak.

- Has something happened?
- Well, the thing is that,

I’ll go ease myself and tell you
all about it when I’m back.

Yes?

- Hello Hashem.
- Hello.

Where’s Farhad?

I haven’t seen him since this morning.

Stop talking nonsense.

He called and said he was here last night.

Yes. He was tired and went to bed.

He left early in the morning.

All right.

Didn’t he tell you about yesterday?

That where he’d been and whom he’d met.

He was alone. He didn’t say anything.

If anything happens to my Farhad,
you guys will be to blame as well.

- Are you talking about me?
- You and guys like you.

If it wasn’t because of your unruly tongue, my son
would’ve been minding his own business now.

He would’ve been sitting in my shop.

Excuse me Hashem.

My mother too believes that,

it’s all Farhad’s fault that I’m a journalist now.

I could be working in my uncle’s pharmacy now.

What was that guy saying?

What’s with that tone?

What do you mean “that guy”?

He was Farhad’s father.

Babak, was he Farhad’s father?

Why didn’t you invite him in for a tea?

You saw how angry he was.

Why? Has anything happened?

It’s nothing serious.

I mean,

Farhad would explain himself if necessary.

All right.
If the news on cinema is ready,

let me take a look at it.

- Help me! They took my child.
- Wait!

Kidnappers! Murderers!

Poor his mother!

- They’re gonna sell the child.
- What’s happening sister?

Gholam’s nephew has been kidnapped.

He’s been making a scene since last night.

They don’t even have mercy on his poor mother.

- Who’s kidnapped the child?
- I don’t know.

It must be an enemy.

- Someone like himself.
- You didn’t tell us what time it was.

I don’t know, about 4 or 5 in the morning.

Just keep quiet for a moment.

Where’s the child’s mother?

She hasn’t come home since last night.

She hasn’t come home!

I’m afraid they hurt the child.

Sister? Sister?

- What’s wrong?
- Don’t worry, it’s me.

What are you doing here Simin?

I came here straight from school.

I called mother.

- You’ve come all the way here from school?
- Yes, I ran all the way.

I sent Batoul out under a pretext.
Get up before she’s back.

Why?

Let’s go find the powder she was
going to put in your sugared water.

Quit it Simin.

Get some sleep instead.

- You’re mistaken Simin. That’s impossible.
- I swear I saw that with my own eyes.

Where is it then?

I don’t know.

Perhaps she’s hidden it in her room.

- Shall we search her room before she’s back?
- What are you talking about? No.

But I’m telling the truth.

I know. But maybe that thing
was just lemon or mint powder.

Then why was she doing it on the sly?

Why did she change her mind?

She knows I don’t like herbalists.
Perhaps she didn’t want me to know.

Yes?

Hi Ghobad.

How am I?

I’m fine, both me and the child.

Last night?

Why?

It was a night like every other night.

I was practicing medicine in a friend’s house.

You don’t know Maryam. She’s my classmate.
Her mother was sick.

Ghobad, I can’t stay at my parents’ at night.

It’s like the walls move towards me!

It’s the same everywhere when you’re alone.

I’m still confused.
I have no idea where we’re standing.

You, me and even Shirin.

Even a glass breaks when it gets hot and cold,

let alone humans.

All right, we’ll talk later.

I know it’s a stupid question.
But you’re not coming home till next week, are you?

Okay, bye.

Sister, I found it!

Look.

Look.

She’d hidden it behind the vinegar bottles.

Let me see.

If I were you, I’d put it in her
own tea and make her drink it.

You just wouldn’t believe me.

She might’ve changed her mind at that moment.

But she’s hidden it which means
she’s waiting for an opportunity.

- Hi.
- Hi Farhad.

Where have you been?
I’ve been worried sick.

You neither came to the press office
nor went to the shop.

Instead, I delivered your future
father-in-law’s car to his daughter.

I know about that.
I was worried about yourself.

I’m not in the mood for going home.

This is your own territory.
I’m just worried that

your father might make a scene in
the office tomorrow again.

I told them I’d stay with you for a couple of nights.

- Unless you don’t want me to.
- Don’t say that mate.

You’re most welcome here.

Thanks for coming.

- Godspeed.
- Goodbye.

- Please.
- After you.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

- Mr. Damavandi?
- Yes?

Hasn’t Roya. M brought anything new for us?

We have an empty column.
I thought we could fill it with her stuff.

Not yet.

But I think she won’t do that anymore.

How come?

I’m afraid it’s family issues.

That’s why we don’t have many female poets.

They’re talented but not perseverant.

- Farhad, are you okay?
- Yes.

- I’m fine.
- Hurry up then.

- What happened to your article “poem or bread”?
- Aha.

I’ll work on it. I’ll try to finish it by noon.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

- I’m here to see Mr. Damavandi.
- Second desk.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

- Hello Mr. Damavandi.
- Hello.

- What are you doing here?
- You have to come with me.

Not anymore.

It’s different this time.

It’s about Azar.

- Farhad.
- What?

- Who was he?
- An acquaintance.

An acquaintance.

- Thank you.
- You’re welcome.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

Please cover your eyes with this.

And put your head on your knees.

- What if I don’t?
- Then I’ll have to say goodbye to you right here.

Careful. There’s a stair here.

Wait here.

Good day Mr. Damavandi.

Mr. Esfandiari.

- I wouldn’t have thought we’d meet again.
- This is the end of the story.

You helped us a great deal without being aware of it.

The amateur actor made a gaffe.

In fact, the amateurish spy gave himself away.

It was a little too late though.

If we caught him sooner, our colleagues
wouldn’t get ex*cuted.

So the man Azar k*lled,

was the same guy you’ve been after, right?

I thought you would’ve known by now.

Azar was your agent.

And her job was to make me talk.

The spy thought that you knew him,

and would reveal his name sooner or later.

So it was time that he’d show up for k*lling you.

That’s why we kept shadowing you.

We could see this from another
point of view as well Mr. Esfandiari.

You used me as a prey to catch that spy.

Don’t be so pessimistic Mr. Damavandi.

If you’re here now, knowing our secrets,
it’s because we’ve trusted you.

Otherwise, we had no reason to
let you in our hideout.

Now I have a favor to ask.

If the police comes to you,

please deny that you know a woman named Azar.

So Azar is here now.

Only a short visit.

- Are you okay?
- I’m fine.

That doctor knew her job well.

Yes, she knows her job well.

Why don’t you look at me?

?
Because I don’t know who I’m talking to.

Azar or Roya, which one are you?

Which one should I believe now?

A woman who writes sonnets with all her heart.

Or a woman who brutally shoots at people.

Which one?

If I didn’t use that g*n brutally,
we both would’ve been k*lled now.

Yes.

But,

Where was Roya when Azar was sh**ting?

Roya started with you.

I lived with her for a while and had fun.

The time I was being Roya to you.

I had to make you talk.

But at the end of the day, I’m Azar.

Yadi’s wife.

Widows of this and that.

God help us from this Azar.

This wicked Azar.

Nothing could be worse than

being incapable of

changing the one you love,

or leaving him.

This is what you are Azar.

When you went through fire and water to save my life,

When you brought me my child,

- I didn’t think you could hate me so much.
- I don’t hate you.

I just feel sorry for you.

Both for you,

and for myself.

I promised I’d tell you everything.

And I’m keeping my promise.

It wasn’t easy to convince Esfandiari to bring you here.

I wanted to see you before I’d leave.

They’re taking us somewhere far.

I don’t know where, somewhere abroad.
Maybe to the Soviet Union.

Before the statesmen catch me.

There may be a way if you stay.

What way? There’s no way left.

If I get caught, I may give everything away under t*rture.

This is the end of the line.

It’s the end of the line for me.

There’s something else I need to tell you.

I don’t blame you if you don’t believe it.

At some point, it was no longer a game to me.

I too got involved.

I fell in love with you.

My heart had never beaten so fast before.

My heart sank every time I heard your name.

Come with me Farhad.

Esfandiari is fine with that too.
I don’t know why, but he is.

Where do you want me to come?

Why should I come?

We’ll go somewhere far.

We’ll start a new life together.

I’ll be Roya.

We’ll bury Azar forever.

It’s hard.

I’ll make you happy.

I’ll do anything for you.

I’ve never wanted anyone so badly.

I can’t come.

If we met some other way, maybe I would.

I can’t do this.

You still don’t believe me, do you?

Fine! I told you this game would have a victim.
That’s me.
So

Maybe some other time.

Later on.

If we’re meant to be together,

we’ll meet again.

It’s a beautiful dream for the poor Azar,

when she misses you.

From now on, I can’t be bothered by anything.

But thinking of you.

Getting separated from the one you love!

Could it get any worse?

- The sky is cloudy.
- It’s time to go.

It’s a cold world.

And the sky is cloudy.

I said I’d die without you, not this time.

You said you loved me, I think not,

Time and again, you said “I love you”,

Falling for these empty words I shall not,

Rejected once I’m devoted to you,

Your companion is all I wish to be,

Leaving you are, and I beg you to stay,

Another time I beg but insist I shall not,

Willing and unwilling you are,

This is my heart you’re squeezing in your hand,

It’s a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

It’s a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

How can I ease this pain of mine?

Departing you are, but my darling,

Forget me you may, but not deny,

You are cruel to me, however,

I may resent but never detest you,

Willing and unwilling you are,

This is my heart you’re squeezing in your hand,

O’ I’m all alone again.

I’m all on my own.

In the Day of Judgment we shall meet again,