01x20 - Episode 20

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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

Guest actor: Hamidreza Azarang

According to the letter 523J

Dated on October 28, 1954,

regarding the repeated previous remarks about
not including content and articles

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that is incompatible with the principles
of the homeland and national security,

It is to inform you that,

due to numerous violations of previous publications,

the license will be fully revoked

and the sentence in this passage is non-recourse.

We could hardly make it 20 issues.

So hardly.



Didn’t they say why?

I tried all the way I could think of.

Even impossible ones.

I was even ready to bribe them.

But apparently it’s more serious than we think.

The last person I thought could help us,

someone from the audit committee,

he told me,

Your magazine has become place for
corrupted thoughts and ideas.

Corrupted and dangerous.

- And then?
- That was all.

We’re done.

Issue 21 will be our last issue.

?
A lot of businessmen have already
started getting this place.

The owner keeps calling.

So there’s no hope?

Even if there is, it’s like beating the air.

If hope is lost, it might be found.

But when it’s dead,

Damn!

All right.

Apparently, we have no choice but being patient.

Maybe in the near future, we’ll be able
to start a new press office.

- So take care of yourselves by then.
- You too.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

- Take care of yourselves.
- Godspeed.

- Good luck.
- Bye.

Well Farhad,

we’ll go about our business.

- We hope to see you in better days.
- Same here.

- Babak.
- Smoke less cigarettes.

I’ll try.

Goodbye.

Yes Farhad, apparently we’re done.

I wasn’t expecting this at all.

I’ll stick to theater.

If we couldn’t work here,

I’ll take Maryam’s hand and
get out of this damn place.

Not for my own sake.

This girl is so talented.

I’d do anything to make her dreams come true.

I’d even go abroad with her.

I thought we had a constitutional movement.

First of all, nothing’s going on abroad,

even if there’s a chaos here.

Second of all,

You talk as if you were the one who started the
constitutional movement fighting with Liakhov.

What difference would it make to you?

Our fathers suffered the pain.

And the pain didn’t vanish in history.

It came straight down to us.

It’s good idea for writing an article.

The title could be,

Pain does not vanish in history but
comes down to next generations.

Yeah, that’ll be a good article.

But where can I write anymore?

You write it.
We’ll find a place to publish it.

I’ll note it down somewhere.

Remember you promised to come
see our performance tonight.

To be honest, I’m not in the mood for
going to public paces these days.

Past memories have been shadowing me.

It never rains but it pours.

I don’t mean to complain.

But you’re the only one I can
share my feelings with.

Watching Othello tonight will help
you forget all your sad memories.

You don’t need to see your friend
acting the part of Othello at all.

Come and watch Maryam playing
the part of Desdemona.

It’s hatefully wonderful!

- Would you say that before her too?
- Of course not.

I’m in love with her.

Good.

I’m going to college.

- Problem solved?
- Apparently.

Not all the classes are held during the first week.

We skip some of them.

Now that the office is shut down,

college is a good thing to keep busy with.

Maybe.

See you tonight.

Tonight.

Bye.

How can I help you?

I’m here to see Farhad Damavandi.

He just left. What’s your business?

Excuse me, you can’t go to his desk.

I’m talking to you.
What are you looking for?

Why would I look for anything in this place?

Tell him,

Tell him to come to the club if he’s man enough.

And who should I tell him
has been this kind to him?

Ghobad Divansalar.

!?
What have you done again Farhad?

- How is my dad?
- He’s much better.

- I want to see him.
- It’s not possible ma’am.

What do you mean it’s not possible?
Don’t start again.

Let her see him for a few minutes.

- Only a few minutes.
- All right.

Now that Mr. Bozorg is feeling better,

we have to take better care of him.

Those who made such a
detailed plan for k*lling him,

- won’t give up so easily.
- Things that you say Hashem!

We know who these people are.

I believe putting guards here is no use.

We have to do something to make
them stand in awe of us.

Jamshid is right.

We’d better do nothing unless
Mr. Bozorg gives the order himself.

We could mess up.

Hashem is right.

We have to keep a close eye on Mr. Bozorg.

Dad.

What if you won’t open your eyes again?

What I won’t see the shine in your eyes again?

What should I do in that darkness then?

I’ll get lost.

I swear I’ll be lost in my loneliness.

Like a stranger.

I’m telling you dad.

Without you,

I don’t want to live even for a moment,

let alone a day.

Can you hear me?

You’re the only one I have in this world.

I wish it happened to me instead.

I wish I was in pain instead.

Nobody knows how much I love you.

Dad, please open your eyes.

For my sake!

Wake up.

Dad.

Dad!

Hello dad.

I love you so much.

There will be a chaos if they vote against
Dr. Fatemi and a few other accuseds.

At least there will be a death sentence.

Especially for Dr. Fatemi.

- I’m worried about the death sentence.
- It’s impossible.

They won’t do such a thing.

The dust has just started settling.

They won’t execute Dr. Fatemi.
They’re afraid of people.

What people? Those who were Mosaddegh’s
followers in the morning and his enemies at night?

- Those were not people.
- Who were they then?

They were a bunch of hooligans.

- That’s Dr. Nikram. Let’s see if the grades are out.
- Let’s go.

- Hello guys.
- Hello. How are you?

How are you?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Please gentlemen.

Go ahead.

The pictures of Mr. Bozorg’s
daughter-in-law and Hashem’s son

- were good catches.
- It was the work of Masoudzadeh.

- Of course the luck was on our side.
- I just performed my duty sir.

We didn’t succeed though.

- Don’t count your chickens before they hatch.
- Absolutely.

Another strange thing is your
partnership with Mr. Shirvani.

After his negotiation with Mr. Bozorg!

Benefit knows no scruples though.

Colonel.

I’m new to these things.

I’m just trying to imitate you.

- I’ve heard you’ve withdrawn your complaint.
- My complaint?

Don’t you remember?
The fire in the granary.

What could I complain against colonel?

Thunderstorms?

If course we can’t make thunderstorms confess,

and pronounce sentence for them.

Colonel is underestimating himself.

Everything is possible in police headquarters.

They could even make this chair confess,
let alone thunderstorms.

It has a sound after all!

You’re very quiet Mr. Teymouri.

Tonight, I’m just listen to listen Mr. Behboudi.

Your attempt upon his life hasn’t been successful.

And now instead of finding a solution,

you’re sitting here telling each other stories.

What’s the matter?

I’ve been invited to a theater tonight.
I have to leave earlier.

It’s a play performed by a bunch of
unsatisfied intellectuals?

And to think Colonel Teymouri is going!

?
Let’s get to the point gentlemen.

Today, I heard that Mr. Bozorg is out of danger.

He may get discharged one of these days.

I’ve heard it from a reliable source.

I’ve already told you that I’ll
only benefit from it.

I’m not sustaining a loss.

Mr. Bozorg has always been good to me.
I can’t lose him just like that.

Unless for a much better thing!

Mr. Teymouri, it’s too late for
saying these things.

As soon as Mr. Bozorg gets back on his feet,

- he’ll start taking revenge.
From who?

We don’t know.

It might be all of us.

There will be bloodshed.

A terrible chaos.

His purpose is intimidating us by severe
measures not punishing the guilty one.

You gentlemen cannot get away
with it while I get hurt.

We’re in this together.

Together!

And it’s a pity.

Because I just wanted to offer a serious partnership.

You must be aware that,

soon some of the royal valuable lands

and properties are being put out to tender.

And fortunately,

the authorities have promised assistance.

There also have been promises
regarding new import contracts.

That was what I had to offer.

Now suppose that,

Only suppose that,

only a few of these gentlemen,

agree to join hands with me.

What a partnership!

Not even the bombing of Hiroshima could ruin it.

- Mr. Bozorg has a lot of these people as well.
- Of course.

But he’s never agreed to share his profit with anyone.

And this time it’s even worse.

Because he’s lost his trust in
all his friends and foes.

Now combine that with his hatred!

God help us.

Not only you and I.

but all the people in this city.

Why do you complicate the point?

- Make it short.
- I will.

If Mr. Bozorg gets out of the hospital in good health,

none of us will have the slightest chance.

End of story.

It’s your call.

O’ curse of marriage,

That we can call these delicate creatures ours,

And not their appetites.

Now here she comes.

My sweet Desdemona.

If she be false, O’ then heaven mocks itself!

No, it’s not true.

I'll not believe’t.

My dear Othello!

Your lunch and the generous islanders by you invited,

do attend your presence.

I am to blame.

Why do you speak so faintly?

Are you not well?

Desdemona.

?
I have a pain upon my forehead here.

‘Faith, that’s with watching.

‘Twill away again.

Let me but bind it hard.

Within this hour it will be well.

My sweet love.

Your napkin is too little.

Let it alone.

Come.

I'll go in with you.

I am very sorry that you are not well.

Come.

- I don’t know why I can’t concentrate tonight.
- Is there a problem?

He doesn’t listen to me at all.

Farhad.

Where have you been buddy?

Apparently, Ghobad Divansalar likes you so much.

- Ghobad?
- He came to the office after you left.

He was so irritated.

He said to tell you: O’ Cassio!

- If you’re man enough…
- Babak!

He said it’s important.

You should go see him, dead or alive.

You should go to the club.
I think he meant the billiard club.

- And you’re telling me now?
- How could I find you, buddy?

- Isn’t this Ghobad, Shahrzad’s husband?
- Yes it’s him.

O’ dear! Should I first k*ll the flame,

or you Desdemona?

I don’t want to make you worried.

But he was so mad.

- So very mad.
- Hello colonel.

Welcome.

- Please come in.
- I’m fine here.

What happened?

Flowers for you.

Here, Colonel Teymouri’s gift for you.

Don’t you want to tell me what’s going on?

There’s someone who comes
to watch the play every night.

Perhaps he likes Othello.

Or maybe Desdemona.

There’s a call for you.

- Who is it?
- He didn’t introduce himself.

- Hello?
- Hello Heshmat.

- Who is this?
- I’m the one you’re looking for.

Of course nobody knows why
Mr. Bozorg suddenly decided to

go to that damn restaurant the other night.

I’m the only one who knows.

Because I’m the one who shot him.

I’m the only one who knows.

- Why did you do that?
- Why?

Because my life’s in danger.

They want no eyewitness left
from the other night.

I can’t talk like this.

Heshmat.

If you come now, well!

Otherwise, I may not be alive tomorrow.

I’ll tell you everything you want to know.

And you protect me in return.

Okay.

Where should I come?

- Mansouri?
- Yes sir?

- Bring me my hat.
- Yes.

- Eshaghi?
- Yes sir?

Something’s come up. I have to go.

But I’ll be back soon.

- Keep an eye on Mr. Bozorg.
- Yes sir.

- No worries?
- No worries sir.

Here you are sir.

See you later.

- Where did he go?
- He’ll be back.

Ms. Shirin?

Ms. Shirin?

My lady?

Ms. Shirin? Ms. Shirin?

You told me to wake you up.
You wanted to go to the hospital.

Let me sleep a little more.

What is it this girl makes you drink?

You’ve been eating and dirking nothing but this.

What are you saying?

It’s none of your business.

Get out. Get the hell out of here.

I’m just waiting for Mr. Bozorg to come home.

I’ll show it to this girl.

I know what to do with her.

- What are you gonna tell Mr. Bozorg?
- What’s wrong with you?

You’ wanna tell on me to him, you traitor?

If I’ll be a traitor for telling on you
just because I care for Shirin,

let me a be a traitor!

What do you say?

Whatever I do, it’s the lady’s order.

Who would dare to go against her?

You can tell on me to Mr. Bozorg.

But know that you’ll be dealing with Ms. Shirin.

Besides, Mr. Bozorg won’t
listen to people like you.

Listen you shameless girl!

I’ve been serving this family since I was 9.

If I tell him what you’ve been
doing to his daughter,

he’ll put you through hell.

You’d better think of another place to work.

You’re getting nothing out of here anymore.

Move.

I’ll show you Malmal!

I’ll teach you a lesson.

Yes?

Hello.

Sure.

Yes sir.

As you order.

Goodbye.

- Mr. Mansouri?
- Yes?

- We have an order to get back to the headquarters.
- No worries. You can go.

We’ll be here.

Thanks. The pantry’s near?

What a tea!

You mention Mr. Bozorg’s name and
the whole hospital will be a pantry.

If I drink a hot tea, I’ll be
awake for three days.

- Yeah, right!
- You’ll see.

Drink up.

Nice! Very nice.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

- I’m here to see Ghobad Divansalar.
- He’s not here.

- Where can I find him?
- He must be either at home or the hospital.

Excuse me.

What hospital?

What’s wrong with you?

My eyes feel heavy!

I drank a tea to stay awake but I’m sleepy now.

You can take a nap.
I’ll be wide awake.

Okay. Thanks.

Mr. Ghobad, what are you doing?

- Did you call?
- Yes. I couldn’t find her.

Call her dad’s home and restaurant.

I don’t know. Just find her.

She’s not late.
She’ll be home for feeding the baby.

It’s her. I told you.

I told you she’d be home.

- Hello ma’am.
- Hello.

Mommy misses you!

- My dear.
- The heat is on ma’am.

What do you mean?

Mr. Ghobad came home earlier.
He’s not in the mood.

He’s not in the mood at all.

He’s so mad.

- What for?
- What can I say?

- Go to Batoul honey. I’ll be right back.
- My sweetie.

Hi.

What are you doing Ghobad?

I thought you’re at the hospital.

- I’m talking to you.
- Shut your mouth.

- Ghobad!
- Let go.

Quit it.

- Sit down and tell me what’s going on.
- It’s over.

It’s over.

I’m not made for you.

- I want to get out of your life.
- What are you talking about Ghobad?

Make yourself clear.

That jerk…

When did he give it to you?

!?
The day he met you accidentally?

The day you both happened to be in Naderi Café?

He gave it to you?

Shameless jerk!

I’m sure he’s performed it loudly
in front of everyone.

Back to life I am, after all these deaths,

Back home I am after all these what?

Exiles!

Damn.

Just like that?

This is all because of this piece of paper?

Have you ever asked yourself why it’s torn up?

It goes back to a long time ago.
Back then I didn’t even know how to spell Ghobad.

I tore it up and Simin glued it up again.

I didn’t know I’d kept it.

Why do you hurt yourself much Ghobad?

It was a long time ago, huh?

How do I believe that?

Will you believe me if I swear on Omid’s life?

- You mean he didn’t give it to you that day?
- I swear on Omid’s life.

Swear on Omid’s life that you won’t think of him anymore.

I don’t lie to you Ghobad.

Memories don’t die, do they?

This dark room in our heads is
the freest place in the world.

Whatever happens in it comes and goes.
It’s just memories.

What matters is that what you keep
and what you don’t keep.

This is what I’ve learned Ghobad.

Shahrzad.

Just know this.

With you, I found things
I’d never had in my life.

I don’t want to lose them.

So if you leave me, there will
be only one way in front of me.

k*lling myself.

Why would I leave you?

You’re the father of my child.

Promise.

I promise.

Are you calm now?

Sometime, you’re even more childish that Omid.

Should you make a mess out of my things?

No.

I shouldn’t have done it.
Just don’t talk about it anymore.

Okay.

Get these clothes out of here

till I go breastfeed Omid. Okay?

Okay.

I’ll go to the hospital before another hell is raised.

You don’t need to come.
I’ll go by myself.

You’re tired.
Stay and get some rest.

And if you don’t mind, I want you
to get my clothes out of there.

Okay.

- Is it time?
- It’s time.

One would love to get sick when you’re his nurse.

Shut up.

Taghi has just been k*lled.

What kind of friend are you?

- But he has a wife.
- None of your business.

Mr. Bozorg is going to hell!

All right.

I’m ready.

It’s nothing important.

Just an injection.

It won’t hurt, I promise.

- Hello ma’am.
- Hello.

Mr. Divansalar is hospitalized in this ward?

Yes.
But he’s not allowed to have visitors.

I needed to see his nephew
Ghobad Divansalar.

I’ve heard he’s come here.

There’s nobody in his room now.

There was someone.
But something came up and he left half an hour ago.

- Thank you.
- You’re welcome.

What’s going on here tonight?

Two adjutants left unexpectedly.

One of the old man’s guards is asleep down the hall.

Nobody gives injections like my daughter-in-law.

I used to tell her the same thing.

It never hurt.

Maybe I shouldn’t have made her
become my daughter-in-law.

There’s no girl in this city that doesn’t
wish to be your daughter-in-law.

She’s different from all the girls in this city.

Why did you draw the curtain?

Who are you?

I’m here to see Mr. Divansalar if it’s possible.

He’s sleeping.
Come back tomorrow.

Yes. Goodbye.

Look at me!
Look who’s sending you to hell.

I’m the one who was supposed
to marry Taghi Rafat.

You took him away from me.
Now I’ll take you from your daughter.

Don’t get close. He might be armed.

Ms. Moradi, go call the police.

What are you doing?

Mr. Divansalar.

No. How should we know?

Some guys have come to a fight.

And then they went to Mr. Divansalar’s room.

I told you sir.

Only the two adjutants at his
door left all of a sudden.

There’s a chaos here right now.

- What’s going on here?
- We have to take him from here.

- What are you saying?
- They tried to k*ll him.

With this poisonous injection.

The rest of them will arrive any minute.

Help me.

- Hold it.
- How do I know you didn’t do it yourself?

- You don’t like him much.
- It’s not the time for saying these things.

Put it here.

Easy. Easy.

Let’s go.

Where could be safer than here?

What if something happens to him?

He’s not safe here.
All the guards and nurses are fake.

They might’ve bought the others too.
Hurry up.

Go.

What are you doing?
What’s going on here?

- We have to take the patient out of hospital.
- The permit.

Come here. I got the permit.

Let’s go.

Hurry up.

Ms. Rafie, come send these to their rooms.

Call an ambulance.

Go to your rooms.
Don’t stand here sir.

Ms. Rafie?

Wait ma’am.

I don’t know you.
You work in this ward?

- Answer me.
- Get lost!

Get her! Wait.

Mansouri.

- Leave me alone.
- Don’t move.

Go beside.

Move it.

Back off.

Move it.

Get out of here. Nobody stay here.

Rahmat?

Help us.

Be careful.

Easy. Easy.

Ms. Shirin? Ms. Shirin?

My lady?

Ms. Shirin? Ms. Shirin?

They’ve brought Mr. Bozorg home.

Easy. Easy.

- Can we go sir?
- Yes. I’ll let you know if necessary.

Put some guards around the house.

I don’t think they’ve heard about it so soon.

But it’s best to be on the safe side.

Tell these guys to search the whole house.

- They should watch everywhere.
- Yes sir.

- What’s going on here?
- Hello.

Oh my God!

- Dad! Dad!
- Don’t make a fuss.

- Dad!
- Where is Heshmat in this situation?

- Where has he gone, Malmal?
- I don’t know sir.

What’s going on here?
Why have you brought my dad home?

Some people tried to k*ll him at the hospital.

But fortunately it ended well.

Oh my God!

Don’t worry. He’s fine.

Who has tried to k*ll my dad?

How come nobody stops him?

Whoever he is, he wants to finish his job.

He’s not giving up so easily.

My dad’s stupid guys!

He’s not well, huh?

What if he has a heart attack here?

He’s not feeling well.
Do something for God’s sake.

Call his doctor and tell him to come.

His doctor?

He’s out of the city.
He won’t arrive before the dark.

- We have to get a doctor from the hospital.
- No! It must be his own doctor.

He should be trustworthy.

Malmal.

Call Shahrzad and tell her to
come here anywhere she is.

She knows what to do.
She’s a doctor now.

- Sure.
- Malmal.

You touch that phone and
I’ll break all your fingers.

Call his own doctor.

Tell him to bring a trustworthy nurse with him too.

Mr. Ghobad.

Make sure all the guards are in their places.

Tell all Mr. Bozorg’s guys to come here.

Including my father.

Thank you.

- Farhad?
- Yes?

Ghobad was in the hospital with you?

I couldn’t do this without him.

Dad!

Dad please.

- Keep an eye on my dad.
- Sure.

I want all Mr. Bozorg’s guys to be here now.

Find Heshmat too.
See where he is in this situation.

We need him here.

Ghobad, what if something happens to my dad?

Ghobad!

You went to the hospital tonight because of me, right?

What do you think?

Look, I…

I forgive you for last night because of
what you did for my dad tonight.

Should I thank you now?

Nobody else would ever forgive you.

I’m being nice to you.
Cause I can see you too love my dad as much as I do.

You’d even risk your life for him.

- If only this woman hadn’t cast a spell on you…
- That’s enough Shirin.

This is not the time!

You look pale Mr. Ghobad.
Should I bring you some sugared water?

- You take care of Shirin.
- Yes sir.

Mr. Ghobad.

It seems that you’d gone to
the press office today to see me.

- It must’ve been important.
- Yes it was.

- But not anymore.
- You let it go in half a day?

What could I do?

They call it,

Love! The love of having a family.

You should experience it to
know what I’m saying.

Imagine you go home and see your
wife loving you with all her heart.

You see your child who looks just like you.

You should be very stupid not to say;

To hell with the one who wants to ruin my life.

Saving your presence of course.

Good! Life goes on.

It’s going on well. I’m happy.

And I don’t leave anything unfinished.

Especially if it’s about someone’s life.

Good.

As far as I remember,

Mr. Bozorg saved your life once.

Now you did the same.

That makes you guys even.

It benefited you.

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

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 be pleased in my own grave?

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,