01x28 - Episode 28

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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

- What will you have?
- Iíll have vegetable stew.

Thank you honey.

Youíre welcome.

Here.

- What should I get you?
- Vegetable stew.

Today, there was a religious ceremony in Haj Bonakdarís.

Mehri had come with her last laughter Maliheh.

Mehri had come with her last laughter Maliheh.

So nice and pretty.

What can I say?

She was perfect.

And sheís just a little shorter than Farhad.

- Yes brother. Sheís such a nice girl.
- Mitra has seen her too.

So congratulations.

What happened?
Where are you going?

Mitra, bring my food to my room.

What is this tomfoolery?

Why donít you eat with us?

Well mother.

Dad wants to talk to you about something.

Mitra and I should leave you alone.

Letís go Mitra.

Hold on. Where are you going?

We have no secretes in this house.

Sit down. You too.

Look Marzieh!
I want to say something.

Just donít start crying and whining.

Donít make a scene.

Iíll tell you now.

Speak your heart out and itís done.

Your word is my word.

Give your mother some water.

I donít need water.

Tell me whatís going on before I pass out.

Look. Your son

has put us through a lot so far.
- So?

Now heís going to make trouble again.

Heís going to ruin our life.

Is that right Farhad?

Forget him. Listen to me.

Iím sorry.

But I want to marry Shahrzad by your permission.

Itís Jamshidís daughter not Shahrzad.

Itís Mr. Bozorgís daughter-in-law.

Mitra!

Give me some water.

Here mom.

Iím telling you Farhad.

Itís different this time.

I swear if anyone tries to ruin this marriage,

heíll be dealing with me.

I love you son.

Come have your dinner.

My dear. I just want the best for you.

After a long time, somebody gave me good news.

Give your dad some water.

Give it to me.

After Shahrzad,

- I thought there was something wrong with him.
- No mom.

Here dad.

Drink up.

Iíll go finish my dinner.

- Hello Hashem.
- Hello Mash Aman.

- How are you?
- Very well, thank you.

A lovebird cannot live without its pair.

When its pair is gone,

where could the heart sing?

Where could it sing happily?

How come you lose

every pair I get you?

You wish you could

leave this time.

Donít you?

Come in.

Excuse me sir. Hashem is here.
He says itís important.

- Let him in.
- Yes sir.

- Hello sir.
- Hello.

Have a seat Hashem.

Whatís up? Howís business?

- Tell me.
- What can I say?

Something has come up and itís made me confused.

I thought I would come here

and consult with you about it.

Maybe we can fix this mess somehow.

- Itís the old story of Jamshidís daughter andÖ
- I know why youíre here.

You want to know if I say no,

how you should deal with me and your son,

so you wouldnít get ruined.

Iím glad youíre this loyal to me.

Loyalty canít be found easily these days.

Sit down.

Of course Iím not going to say no.

There were reasons

that Jamshidís daughter

shouldnít marry your son.

But not anymore.

Now I even

support you with that.

Jamshidís daughter has been through a lot.

So has your son.

Now that

the dust has settled

and destiny has brought

these two together again,

one would be so cruel

if he put an obstacle on their way.

Make preparations for their marriage but quietly.

Without a sound, with no celebration.

I said without a sound!
In a way that even I could hear nothing.

And donít waste the time.

Do it in less than a week until I take care
of my good-for-nothing nephew.

Donít put it off.

- You mean these two canÖ
- Say nothing.

I donít want to hear anymore.

Go now.

Go and say no more.

I said go.

Go.

Say nothing.

Because I may

change my mind.

What are you doing? Stop it!

What are you doing?

Stop it Sasan. Eat your food.

I said stop it.

Look what heís done.
Heís just like his cheeky dad.

Drink your water.

- Iím not talking to you.
- Who cares?

Simin, get the kid.

- Come here sweetie. What have you done?
- Why do you hurt your mommy, dear?

Let me see.
You made your hands dirty.

- How come you two have dressed up?
- We havenít dressed up mother.

Weíre just going to take a shower.

I thought youíre going to the hospital.

I will. But later.

- Youíre working a night shift tonight?
- Yes.

Stop it.

Girls shouldnít leave home after the dark.

- You shouldíve left earlier honey.
- Sheís not going alone.

You should change your clothes mother.
We may have unexpected guests.

Letís go finish your food and be a good boy.

Iíll get it.

Iím going with her.

Iím afraid mother.

Afraid of what?

- Itís not your proposal ceremony.
- I wish we made a call

- And let them know weíre coming.
- We canít talk about these things on the phone.

Your words go better this way.

Phone calls and such things are for foreigners.

We had no phone back then when we got married.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Oh darling.

- Youíre most welcome.
- Thank you.

My pretty daughter-in-law!

- There Farhad is.
- Please go in.

- Hi.
- Hi. How are you honey?

Are you all right?

- You okay?
- What about you?

- Youíre not coming in?
- Iím too shy.

- You want me to bring a tea for you here?
- Go.

Bye.

- She just rushed me.
- Mom!

- Where is Parvin?
- Sheís sitting in the dais.

- Welcome Marzieh.
- Thank you.

- Please go in.
- Thanks a lot.

You havenít told your mother anything yet?

I tried but I couldnít.

I didnít know itís that hard.

Farhad blushed for a hundred times till he finally told me.

Maybe we shouldnít have hurried so much.

The other time you took your time.
What happened?

You should always hurry when it comes to good deeds.

Especially marriage.

Farhad told me all about it.

He said that before Ghobad raises a hell

and finds out about this,

we should get it over with.

Not in a month!

During the next week.

Thatís what Mr. Bozorg said as well.

He did? Really?

Hashem has consulted with him.

He said you donít have to worry about your child.

You can still see him once a week.

Please go inside.

Hello there!

- Donít you want some guests?
- Hello Marzieh.

- Fancy meeting you here.
- Hello my dear.

- Sorry for the inconvenience.
- Please have a seat.

- Hello.
- Hello Mitra.

- Thank you.
- Please have a seat.

Youíre most welcome.

- How are Hashem and Farhad?
- Theyíre fine.

Homeyra? Honey?

- Hello. How are you?
- Hello.

- Hello dear.
- Hello.

- How are you Homeyra?
- This is indeed a surprise!

Not really!

- How are you?
- How is Hooshang?

- Fine, heís at work.
- This late at night?

- Yes, heís too busy.
- Have a seat Shahrzad.

I stay here at nights.

You do the right thing.

- Youíre most welcome.
- Thank you.

- This is for you Aunt Parvin.
- Thank you Marzieh.

- What are these?
- Itís nothing much.

They say unexpected guests at night,

always bring good news.

Itís for Shahrzad and Farhadís marriage.

Why are you looking at me like that Shahrzad?

I told you in the yard.

You should never hesitate when it comes to good deeds.

Good old days

in Saeedehís tailorís shop.

Shahrzad tried on the wedding dress.

What did I sing for you?

Donít play hard to get for the groom sweetheart!

Now what should we sing?

Brideís mother, get a move on!

Groomís mother, hurry up!

What a poetic gift!

Farhad has taken after me.

- God rest Jamshidís soul.
- Thank you.

Itís time you take off your black clothes.

Simin.

- Go bring some tea, honey.
- Sure mother.

Iíll give you a hand.

Sing us more new songs.

- Stop pulling my leg Homeyra.
- Iím serious. You sang so beautifully.

I want to learn them from you.

So thatís why your husband works till this hour!

- He runs away from you.
- Help yourself Marzieh.

Just kidding honey. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks.

My darling! My sweetheart!

My sweet beloved. My love.

Donít you ever get mad at me.

Donít you ever turn your back on me.

Everybody loves you here.

Thereís no stranger in this garden.

Everybody is familiar my darling.

- Who are you talking to Mash Aman?
- Sorry sir.

I didnít notice you.

- Youíre talking to the flowers?
- Sorry sir.

After gardening for a lifetime

now I have to talk to these flowers.

I didnít know you speak the language of flowers.

You donít look down.

Itís been a lifetime

Iíve been talking to the flowers and plants in your garden.

These are your companies.

And those are mine! What a contrast.

At least these ones cannot lie.

Thatís the nature of flowers and plants.

Theyíre so pure.

Now tell me.

What do these silent creatures say?

Humanís life is like a flower.

It lives today and dies tomorrow.

Thatís why they say, seize the moment.

Smell flowers.

Listen to birds sing.

- Mash Aman.
- Yes sir?

I want you to take care of this garden.

- Whether Iím here or not.
- Without you, all these flowers will die sir.

No.

Theyíre not attached to me, theyíre attached to you.

- Get back to work.
- Yes sir.

Donít play hard to get for this old man.

You like my dress mother?

Oh my God!

What is this?

My sewing instructor liked it a lot.

Look at the sleeves.

Well-done. Good job!

But this is not suitable for a marriage ceremony.

I thought youíd appreciate me for being so decent.

Being decent has nothing to do with your clothes.

- Mother!
- Donít mother me.

Iíve raised you up.

Being decent is not ignoring an importunate suitor.

Itís not seeing him in front your school!

- Thatís what being decent is all about.
- I donít know what youíre saying.

You know very well what Iím saying.

Now go change that.

- Youíre the groomís sister for Godís sake.
- Hello.

Why are you still here? Go.

Fine! Iím going.

- Hello dad.
- Hello honey.

- Put it there.
- Yes sir.

Hi.

Hi.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Where have you been Hashem?
What took you so long?

I had some works to do in the shop.

Should you do your works today?

Why have you brought this boy along?

He can give us a hand.

What the matter?

Why are you so down in the dumps?

Canít we celebrate after so many hard times?

Look what Iíve bought you.

Look.

- What is this?
- Iíve got it for you myself.

Put this on and youíll look just like the foreign
actor in that movie we watched together.

- What was his name?
- Iíll never wear this.

Itís so stupid!

- Red?
- Come on!

I could hardly find the parts in Lalezar.

Come on darling.

Put this on.

Youíre the groomís father for Godís sake.
Everybodyís waiting.

- Come on!
- Get up.

Give it here.

God help us all.

I know you have your doubts.

Thatís why youíre hesitating.

But weíve talked about it for a hundred times.

We agreed about it.

I donít know why youíre so worried.

Mr. Bozorg has given his permission too.

Heís said the sooner the better.

I know Shahrzad has been married once and she has a kid.

But sheís such a decent girl.

And my son has loved her since he was a child.

Weíre doing nothing wrong.

I donít know what the problem is.

Iím afraid this boy Ghobad,

makes a scene.

Thereís nothing he can as long as heís been watched by Mr. Bozorg.

Wow! Look at you!

You look just like that legend, Amir Arsalan.

Iíll burn some wild rue

to keep the evil eye away.

Did you put your dress on Mitra?

Your dad is ready. Hurry up.
Itís almost evening.

Arenít they late?

A little.

Iím afraid they donít come.

- Iíll go get him.
- No.

You may be seen. Then a hell will be raised.

- Iíll go.
- No. You stay here.

Iíll go near the house.

Farhad?

Donít let them see you.

Donít worry my darling.

I know what Iím doing.

What are you doing Simin?
Why are you making a mess here?

Iím just fixing it.

Shahrzad doesnít like symmetric stuff.

You sisters are just so weird.

- Clean them well.
- I wish we had a brother.

Weíd name him Khodadad.

Then Iíd keep comparing you with him.

Cut it out!

- Come help me arrange these fruits.
- Iím coming.

- Really?
- Put an apple there.

Hooshang?

Hold on a second. Yes?

- Whatís the matter?
- Whatís the matter?

- Whatís wrong with you?
- Nothing.

Youíve been on the phone for two hours now.

Itís a business thing.

We police officers should be on call all the time.

Whether at work or at home.

You laugh and talk about work so sweetly?

- Why are you looking pale?
- No.

- I think itís them.
- Theyíre here.

- Letís go.
- Letís go daddy.

Stop it. Hang up.

- Letís go to the door. Come on.
- Fine!

Bring the kid too.

Letís go son.

Watch your steps dear.

Jamshid!

You shouldnít have left me all alone.

I wish at least you come to my dream
and tell me I didnít make a mistake.

I donít want to ruin our daughterís life again.

Make some noise for the bride and groom.

Congratulations.

Please go inside.

My dear Omid! Hello.

- Are you all right Batoul?
- Fine, thank you.

- What are these spots on his face?
- Itís nothing.

Foodís rendered his temperament hot.

We have to hurry or they may suspect us.

- Only a few minutes Farhad. Please!
- Okay darling, take your time.

How are you sweetie?

- Let me see you. I missed you. You okay?
- Itís so sad.

- When will you come back from your honeymoon?
- Honeymoon?

They say honeymoon always comes with marriage.

I donít know.
I think itíll take two weeks.

Itíll pass in a blink of an eye.

Donít worry.
Iíll take good care of him.

- Donít let anyone know.
- No! Iím not a child.

I told you not to worry.

I have to go now.
Iím afraid someone suspects us.

Ms. Shahrzad.

I have to go. Iím afraid they suspect me.

Donít worry at all.
Oh I was about to forget.

This is for you.

- Congratulations.
- You didnít have to do this Batoul.

- Keep it.
- Iíll get offended if you donít take it.

Please. Iím beholden to you.

- Thank you. It means a lot to me.
- Thank you so much.

Itís a mere nothing.

Letís go. Come here dear.

- I wish you all the best. Goodbye.
- Bye.

- Shall we go?
- If you want.

Letís go.

You saw your mommy before her marriage.

Poor child! My dear.

My God help you.

My sweet little thing.

- Where have you been Batoul?
- You scared me!

Why do you show up like that?

- Where have you been?
- I took the child out for some air.

- Itís not your business at all.
- Of course it is.

There are wheels within your wheels.

Donít pick on me so much.

Keep it down! My dad is sleeping.

- Whatís going on?
- She took the child out.

- Now sheís sneaking into the room.
- I hadnít taken the child anywhere.

What is this lipstick mark on his hand then?

Let me see.

- Where had you taken the child?
- Nowhere.

- Itís the mark of that womanís lipstick?
- No maíam.

Shahrzad wonít see her child for two weeks.

- The kid is restless.
- Whatever!

You say nothing.

Whatís going on?
Sheís not coming to see him?

- Sheís going for a honeymoon.
- What?

- The child is crying maíam.
- Hold on.

When did they get married?

- You knew and didnít tell me?
- No maíam.

- Is that true?
- They got married today.

Itís all been done already.

Hello sir.

Itís okay sweetie.

- Iíll take the child by your permission.
- Go.

Itís okay. Itís okay.

- Sorry.
- Are you a cat?

How come I didnít hear your footsteps?

If I made so much sound,
I wouldíve been hanged by now, sis.

I didnít know I had a brother.

What?

- You called me sis.
- Aha!

You impress me.
Youíre always quick to answer.

If I wasnít, I wouldíve been hanged by now, bro.

I didnít know I had a sister.

It seems that youíre quick to answer too.

I donít know.

Donít you want to taste the food I brought you?

If you were imprisoned in a hole like this,

would you have any appetite for even the most delicious food?

I told you to be patient and everything would be fine.

Where would you go if you left this place?

Youíll find no place safer than here.

Thatís my own concern.

One of these days

Iíll take you upstairs for a job.

When you do it, you can go wherever you want.

I promise.

You have an unfinished business to do.

Donít you want to finish it?

What happened to you Parvin?

What happened to your face?

I feel so anxious Marzieh.

Why?

Everything is going on well.

Isnít the notary late?

Notaries are always late.

- Please go ahead. Wow!
- Look at this wedding table.

- I hope you and Asghari get married too.
- Cut it out.

- Hello. How are you? Congratulations.
- Talk of the devil Mr. Asghari!

Excuse me, I have to go downstairs.

Sure.

Mitra, I want you to read this.

- What is it?
- Itís a letter.

- Hello Farhad. Congratulations.
- Hello.

- You know how many time you said hello to me today?
- Itís a blessing!

Weíll ask Haji about it too.

All right.

Are you okay?

- I still canít believe it.
- It takes some time darling.

I can hear a voice in my head
but I canít understand it.

Perhaps it wants to tell you that

things donít always go on as we think.

Maybe.

This is what Shahrzad is doing!

You still want to k*ll for her?

I told you.

She always bites the hand that feeds her.

She has a heart of stone.

If I were you, I would never
even say her name again.

But you got rid of her!

Now you have an excuse not to
let her come see Kabir anymore.

Thank God sheíll be completely gone.

Where are you going?

None of your business.

What do you mean?

- I said, where are you going?
- Let go! Itís not your business.

Idiot!

Youíre going to them?

What are you gonna say to them?

She turned her back on you
and is getting married again.

Why donít you get it?

- She threw you away.
- You understand nothing.

- You know nothing about these things.
- You are the one who knows nothing.

I wonít let you go.

- I wonít let you go Ghobad.
- You canít stop me.

I wonít let you downgrade yourself more than this.

Sheís not your wife anymore, idiot!

Itís not your business what she does.

She wants to get married and
itís none of your business.

- Get the hell out of my way.
- So you donít understand.

Youíre stepping out of this door over my dead body.

I donít care if you want to mess yourself up.

You donít deserve this life.

You donít even deserve to be my fatherís
footboy let alone his son-in-law.

I wonít let you disgrace me and my dad more than this.

Keep your ears open psycho!

Kindly get out of my way

or Iíll give you hell.
- Shut up.

Shut up!
What are you gonna do?

What the hell are you gonna do?

You homeless jerk!

Youíre just like your wicked mother.

Donít ever say my motherís name
in your dirty mouth again.

Why have you gathered here?

Get out of here.

Cat got your tongue?

Get up and start barking again!

Whatís going on here?

- Shirin!
- I didnít do anything.

- Shirin!
- SheÖ

Shirin, get up honey.

- Sheís fine. Sheís justÖ
- Shut up!

- Get up. Stop acting.
- Donít touch her.

I had warned you

That if anything happened to her

Iíd run your life, you jerk.

Whoís the jerk here uncle?

- Me or you?
- What did you say?

They married your daughter-in-law to Hashemís
son in front of your eyes. What did you do?

Nothing. You just sat and watched.

- Whoís the jerk here?
- What the hell did you say?

Donít you raise your stick on me!

It wonít work anymore.

Give it to me.

Iíll k*ll you! Iíll k*ll you!

Iíll strange you to death.

- Iíll strange you to death.
- Let go of my neck old man.

Nosrat! Nosrat!

My g*n.

- Nosrat?
- Whatís going on up there?

Iíll be back.

Uncle, what happened uncle?

- Tell the guards to keep an eye on the garden.
- Yes sir.

Get out of here.

Uncle?

- What are you doing?
- Step back.

- It wasnít my fault.
- I said step back.

We have to take him to the hospital.

Say nothing.

Sit on that chair.

Let me see Nosrat.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Isnít this what you wanted?

- What did I want?
- Bozorgís death.

Says who?

- I never wanted him dead.
- But I do.

So did Heshmat and your mother.

You think Heshmat sacrificed his life for Bozorg? No.

He did that because of you.
Your mother died with this wish unfulfilled.

- How do you know my mother?
- Iíll tell you later.

At the right time.

Forgive me Mr. Bozorg.

I shouldnít be standing here doing nothing.

But this is life!

As you would say:

The one in power is the one up there.

Not I am the one up here.

I waited for 20 years.

If only today is the day!

I can say the angel of death has my back.

Because I wanted you dead one of these days.

You wanted to deprive Ghobad of your inheritance?

Now whoís gonna sign the papers
your lawyer is bringing?

The one whoís supposed to be your successor

is not your daughter, itís Ghobad.

Ghobad, my son!

He doesnít even have a drop of your blood in his veins.

He has my blood!

My son will be the king of your empire from now on.

You understand?

Quit it Nosrat.

Iím tired. Iím tired.

I knew it.

I knew everything.

Thereís something you didnít know.

Shirin?

Shirin, get up.

Get up.

Get up.

- Hello Haji, how are you?
- Hello.

Welcome. Go ahead.

Please.

- Upstairs please.
- Hello.

- Go ahead.
- Hello.

Where are you going?
You have nothing to do upstairs.

- Stay here. Iíll let you know if necessary.
- Sure.

Iím sorry.

Heís gone.

Oh no!

You stay with Mr. Ghobad.

Excuse me doctor.

Is it possible that you issue the
death certificate yourself?

Well, according to the usual procedure

the corpse must be transferred to the forensic center
for further examinations.

I understand.

But Mr. Bozorg was not an ordinary person.

We all were his humble servants.

You yourself owe your scholarship to him.

All right.

Iíll see what I can do.

Excuse me, will Ms. Shirin get better?

Sheís in a coma for now.

When she comes to, we can talk
about the brain damage.

Donít worry.
Sheíll be looked after in the hospital.

- Doctor?
- Yes?

I will never forget your kindness.

Letís just do this before the dark.

Go ahead.

- Go ahead.
- Congratulations.

In the name of God.

[Marriage sermon]

Hashem?

Just a moment.

- Thereís a call for you.
- For me?

Itís from Mr. Bozorgís house.
Itís an emergency.

Congratulations.

- Yes?
- Hello Hashem.

This is Zabih.
Iím calling from Mr. Bozorgís house.

Itís the end of us Hashem.

Mr. Bozorg passed away.

Itís the end of us Hashem.

- Batoul, Kabir is crying.
- Yes sir.

Back to work.

Thank you.

Itís the end of us!

Thank you my friends.

Leave Mr. Ghobad alone.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

NowÖ

Now without Mr. Bozorg

what should I do?

Now itís time for you to have whatever you want.

You can have anything you want.

- Anything?
- Anything.

We have a lot to get done.

- Nosrat?
- Yes?

- You lied, didnít you?
- About what?

About yourself, Heshmat.

My mother.

Ms. Shahrzad Saíadat.

Do you give me permission to give you
in marriage to Farhad Damavandi,

with the mentioned dower?

- Do you?
- The bride is playing hard to get.

Hold on Haji.

Whatís the matter Hashem?

Stop this celebration.

- Put your black garments on.
- Whatís going on?

Mr. Bozorg passed away.

Oh my God!

Iíll see whatís going on.

Do you give me permission
Ms. Shahrzad Saíadat?

What are you doing here?

Go downstairs.

Hashem!
The marriage sermon is being performed.

Youíre the groomís father.
What are you doing here?

Whatís wrong?

- Mr. Bozorg passed away.
- Oh my God!

- He died?
- He died.

What should we do now?

Nothing.

- Marzieh?
- What?

I donít want anyone to know before the
notary finishes the marriage sermon.

- ButÖ
- You heard me.

- Okay?
- All right.

Pull yourself together.

Letís go in.

All right. Here we go.

This is our luck.

Ms. Shahrzad Saíadat.

Do you give me permission to give you
in marriage to Farhad Damavandi,

with the mentioned a dower?

Do you give me permission?

By my late fatherís and the other eldersí permission,

I do.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Do you give me permission too Mr. Farhad Damavandi?

- By our eldersí permission, I do.
- Congratulations.

Shahrzad.

Shahrzad.

Now itís time for you to have whatever you want.

You can have anything you want.

- Anything?
- Anything.

Itís a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

The sky is cloudy.

I said Iíd die without you, not this time.

You said you loved me, I think not,

Time and again, you said ìI love youî,

Falling for these empty words I shall not,

Rejected once Iím 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 youíre squeezing in your hand,

Itís a cold world and the sky is cloudy.

Itís 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 youíre squeezing in your hand,

Oí Iím all alone again.

Iím all on my own.

In the Day of Judgment we shall meet again.