...useless hands
A man with sightless eyes
A man with weary feet
There was such a man
Night...
descends its black coffin
covers his conquered eyes
Stars in his sightless eyes
Fell down to the ground
Not even his shadow
would ever fall behind
Desolate, weary man
Solitary one
With lips scorched and parched
cracked and parched...
Unlike a spring he'd never see
each drip... each drip
drop of water... drop of water
Silence enveloped the night
all around...
Never noticed, never hearing
the footsteps... the footsteps
Singer: Farhaad, Song: The Lonely Man
Reza Motori/ Reza The Motorcyclist
[Dr. Ghiyabi's Cure Center]
I don't have the time. Are we on time?
Yep, it’s sharp. Just in time.
Why are they late?!
Mohammad Alaki [spurious] is so shrewd!
He just plans and
never participates.
He just takes his money
and we rot behind bars!
He's the boss though.
He thinks it's the wild west!
Good thing Reza Motori and Abbas
Ghoraze (Scrap) came with us.
How long have Reza and Abbas
pretended to be insane?
Two months.
and two months after getting caught
to eliminate suspicion.
- They have criminal records?
- It seems so.
Hey look!
They're here.
Abbas Ghoraze!
- Yes Reza Motori
- It's safe here.
- Come on!
- Take my hand.
- Give me your hand.
- Easy!
- Ah.
- Slow down... Please!
Watch it!
Hurry... The ambulance is here.
- Jump!
- That's too high!
Not so high! Come on!
You go first.
OK
- I'm afraid.
- Ok
Be careful.
Slow... Slow!
Come on! Jump!
- I'm afraid! I'm not a stuntman!
- Come on!
- Help me!
- Ok.
- Help me!
- Ok
Be careful Reza! Please! Ah!
Quiet!
Someone might hear us
Watch it!
Let's go!
- Wow! A motorcycle!
- Let's go!
Drive!
- Yes!
- Oh my god!
So great!
Welcome back!
So good you brought this!
When do we get there?
In half an hour.
We thought the bike
would come in handy.
For once
you did the right thing.
Hey!
Where's Mohammad Alaki?
He started a fight and
got busted.
Gave me the signal to
do it ourselves.
Everything is ok.
Shit! Abbas!
- Huh?
- Did you get that?
He takes the money...
We go to jail!
So shrewd!
I said it was just
a few minutes ago!
He said the same thing!
Just the same.
He's arranged everything!
Is it clear now?
Mohammad Alaki
took care of it.
- Put it on!
- Shit!
It's so gaudy.
- We bought it from Lalezar!
It's cool!
Was there nothing better?
Where are MY clothes?
We tried to take them but
your mom wouldn't let us.
She's why my father's dead
Am I supposed to rob
with these clothes?
Your mom is awesome!
You got the keys?
- Yes, here they are.
- Good!
- Give me the best one!
- Hey, are you in a supermarket!
Give me the bag. Give it to me!
We'll enjoy it in an hour!
And I'll enjoy wearing this shirt!
Get in, idiot!
Do you want us to get caught?!
Couldn't be better!
Well done!
What? Is it safe?
- It's a pretty kettle of fish!
- What?
The night shift workers are here.
Here comes trouble!
It was Mohammad Alaki's plan!
Stop shouting!
It's not easy work!
It's a robbery!
And I'm so pissed off!
I feel worse, but let me think!
Ok, go ahead.
Hey, it's better this way.
Everyone is busy and
If we take the safe out,
no one will get suspicious!
He's right. You shouldn't
be afraid of them.
Ok?
Ok, I'm going. Watch my back! Get it?
I'll give the signal and
you get in quickly; got it?
And just in case, no one will wait
for the others. If something happens...
- Just save your ass. Got it?
- Of course!
- But I should say it!
- Oh God k*ll me!
Here!
Here. Go... Go... Go!
This one?
Isn't it?
Quiet! Keep quiet!
- Get in fast!
- Hurry! Get in!
Get in.
Quiet! Quiet!
Hey, you watch the door.
Easy... Easy... Keep calm.
Don't hurry.
- Quiet, Reza.
- Ok.
Are you sure there's money in it?
Mohammad Alaki has
checked everything.
Ok... Easy.
It's too heavy.
Ok... Push it... Push it... Push it!
Ok, turn it... turn it.
Turn it!
Make it stop.
Make it stop! Quiet!
Slow down.
Go ahead! Go ahead!
- Hey... hurry
- Ok... Coming.
Stop coughing!
Hey, let me cut the electricity,
then we can
run across before they
turn the emergency power on.
- The power...
- Somebody turn the power on!
Hurry... Hurry!
Hurry up!
- This way!
- Go... Go.
This way.
Go... Go.
Hurry... Hurry up!
My ear!
Bastard!
He bit me!
You bit my ear!
I'll choke you!
Let's go.
- There!
- They're here!
- Here!
- There!
They took the money.
Thieves!
We did it!
If those workers had caught
us, they'd have k*lled us.
Give me the keys.
Here.
The moment... The
moment we open this safe,...
We'll be rich... be rich!
And... What if we open it and it's empty?!
I'll k*ll Mohammad Alaki.
Less talk! Let's open it.
It seems the right one!
It's not the right one!
Neither this one.
Nor this one.
This one's too big. Come on! Shit!
- Ah, my finger.
- Must I keep driving?
Yes, keep driving with the siren.
If the police stop you,
tell them we're in labor.
Yes!
- It's open!
- Really?
No. it isn’t.
- Try this one.
- This one.
Take this one.
It must be this one.
That's it!
Here it is!
Pass them here.
Put them in the bag.
- Oh
- Cool!
- Is that really money?
- Of course.
Coins... I love coins.
Coins will come handy in the asylum.
For sure!
Help me.
Turn it on.
- Are you ready?
- Yep
Let's go.
Move!
Hey stop!
- Where are you going?
- Where are you taking the money?
Hey... Wait... Wait!
I love you, Reza!
- What now?
- I'll take care of them myself this time.
You go in and I'll be back.
You know I trust you.
Help me climb the wall.
Turn off the motorcycle.
Ok, I'll hoist you
My hat!
Take it.
When will you be back?
Around morning.
You must marry him.
He's a scientist.
Accomplished and emotional.
Do you understand? Emotional.
They're called intellectuals these days.
He's inept.
This marriage will ruin us
His mother even tied his
shoelaces until he was .
He even doesn't know
how to speak to a girl.
I want lovely words
to be whispered in my ears.
Just because you beat
his father in backgammon,
doesn't mean we have to always be together.
I don't have to tolerate him.
- What are you talking about?
- Then you play oboe together!?
He's a good boy.
You can work on him.
No father, my dear... He has no talent.
Of course he's talented.
Hey! What's up? Why are you quarreling?
The servants may hear you!
Here... That's my dumpy pal.
I'll say it again! He's inept.
Dear, Stop nagging about
his ineptitude and so on.
He's just shy! He'll change and
one day he'll be the best lover.
Just like your father.
Shame on you!
His appearance isn't so bad.
But he's such a loser
Mommy, you know what I mean.
Make him exercise
early in the morning.
Is that his only fault?
So make him lose weight.
Take him for a walk in the garden!
Talk to him amorously!
He's your cousin.
The novel is dead!
I just wrote a couple
of them last year.
The air is so nice.
I wish this season would never end.
- I feel I'm in love .
- Yes, It is. It's delightful.
I'm working on the life of madmen.
I want to experience their life!
I need it to complete my book.
I want to be
just like them.
- Do you follow me?
- Oh, no!
Let's run.
- Run? You mean - steps?
- Oh, stop making fun of me!
I'm a girl. I have feelings
- You are a girl!? I didn't know that!
- Oh, stop kidding me!
- So?
- So what?
Oh, try to change yourself!
I'll be your fiancée!
What does a fiancé look like?
They're not like you!
I'm an intellectual!
I have no obsessions
or idiotic fantasies
You want me to act like
playful girls in cafés but I won't!
I'm tired of you talking about
theater, writing and painting.
You just care about what you want.
Think of other things!
Things more beautiful.
Lady! I cannot chase you between
the trees or sleep on the grass or
chew them and take colorful photos!
I know what you want!
A Peyton Place love and I can't.
- You're stupidly pathetic!
- Don't insult me!
I want to teach you there are other
things in the world, necessary for life.
- Please!
- You miserable wretch!
- You act like an intellectual.
- Don't insult me!
- A pseudo-intellectual, living a lie.
- I'm not joking! Please!
Show a little kindness
and I'll fall in love with you!
- I don't want you to fall in love with me.
- A jackass has no feeling!
- No affection!
- I don't need it.
I don't want you to fall in love with me.
Look at you with those stupid glasses?!
Poseur! Are you really human?
Stop getting to me!
- You're a hen! A Hen with glasses.
- Stop bothering me.
- Clumsy!
- Stop this girl.
Stop her! She is assaulting me
with her words. She's insulting me.
- Who told you to take him to the garden?
- Didn't you tell me to make him feel love?
I can tame animals with my love!
But he just gets away from me!
You hear that? Even animals!
Damn it!
You cannot stay in an asylum!
You should wear their clothes so
they think of you as
one of themselves and talk to you.
I told my driver to take
you there tomorrow.
Ok... Ok.
Merci uncle! I want to be
just like them for one day.
The more I resemble them, the more
beautiful my new novel will be.
A unique experience? Right?
Yes dear. Good luck!
I'm so nervous... So much!
I should study them carefully!
Be careful with them!
They may chew your ear!
They even may eat your clothes
Come here!
Hey Sir! Look at him!
- It's crooked.
- He wears glasses.
It's for sale! For sale!
- Buzz off!
-You have ants in you pants!
I'm Tarzan.
During Churchill was in a...
I beg your pardon, Sir!
Thank you!
Hello Tehran! Hello Tehran!
I'm waiting... Tehran! Hello Tehran.
So you don't answer Tehran? Ok
Hello Sir!
I don't know if you're informed but I
want to spend a day with your patients.
Yes, so pleased to meet you!
Pleasure is mine.
Ok, That's enough! I'll tell them
to take care of your complains.
Yes, I received a call about this.
There's no problem staying with them for a day.
But you should wear the same clothes as them.
So they'll assume you're
one of them
Ok, so where can I change?
She will show you.
Thanks
- Please show them the room.
- Thanks.
- May you excuse me.
- You're welcome. By the way...
Watch yourself.
- Sure. Thanks.
- Anytime.
Please this way.
Thank you Madam. Thanks.
So that's it. p.m. sharp.
Don't be late
I'll wait for you..
Hey guys. Today I want to
teach you a lesson from life.
These words are the outcome
of years of my life.
I knew that life...
is all experience.
It has ups and downs.
You are in the street, you
put your hand in your pocket...
and he notices that he has no money.
Love deceived me
Love played and I danced
Oh love....
Ok, She's gone! Stop singing!
Shhhh!
Thanks for singing instead of me!
And I'll talk instead of you one day!
Here... It's your reward.
Just because...
you sang very well instead of me.
When you are away dear Maryam
I shed blood instead of tears
Dear Maryam...
I'm in love with you, dear Maryam
When you are away
I shed blood instead of tears
Dear Maryam...
I'm in love with you, dear Maryam
Hey... hey boy!
Hello to you. You seem...
You seem much better
than the others.
Huh? What? You?
- Come in! Come in!
- So... I...
Can I come in? Okay.
Sneak in so nobody knows.
Come on! Hurry! Hurry!
The door is there.
Come in.
Hurry up!
Come here! Come Here!
Sit down. So...
Tell me! What's going on?
- Tell you what?
- So... The good news!
Ok. Got it! Are you ok?
Hello to you, dear Reza Motori!
How are you? I'm ok.
I don't get it! Why do
you call me Reza Motori?
Because you love motorcycles?
Don't you?
Yes I love motorcycles.
They're interesting lovely things.
Why am I here?
Because you think
you are James Bond or
or the foreign guy
pretending to be Arabic.
- You mean Lawrence?
- Yes, you think that...
You yet... you know... you yet
deliver movies to the theater halls.
Delivering movies?
Ah... I'm starting to go mad!
Ok... Then do you know
when you went mad?
Why do you pretend to be mad?
I don’t get it! Why do you
call me dear Reza Motori?
Are you pulling my leg?
I've spent an hour here
talking to you.
No. You're wrong.
I'm a writer.
I'm just telling you
I'm a writer and I'm
here to study insane
people for a novel.
Hey... Buzz off!
You really are going mad.
We'll talk later.
Ok... We'll talk later.
Nice to meet you.
Nice of you.
... Of your fiancée’s estates.
Are you really...?
Seems my bread is
buttered on both sides. Let's go.
After you.
Hello Tehran!
Hellooo Tehran!!
Goodbye! God bless you!
Hope not.
In ;
Dear Gol Pari!.... Yes!
Are you here?... Yes!
Catch him! Catch him!
It's for sale!
- It's for sale!
- Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Come back soon. I'll miss you
Goodbye Hossein.
- Goodbye.
- Keep safe.
Hello Sir!
Please.
After you.
- Oh no... You first.
- Please.
- Not possible.
- Please.
- Oh no.
- Please.
- Please Sir!
- Thank you.
That's so cool!
Never in my dreams!
Let me put my head out the window and
enjoy the fresh air of my uncle's garden.
Don't you agree, Mr. Mobasher?
- Uncle owns such a great house!
- Listen to me Mr. Mobasher.
From now on you must show me
every room of this house
and introduce me to everyone.
Have you gone mad?
First of all... Your lovely aunt*
is the insane one.
You just introduce me
and say nothing more!
It's good for my book!
- As you wish, Sir!
- Not "Sir"... Call me "your majesty"
- Yes, your majesty.
- Excellent. Well done
Hello, Dear Farrokh.
How did it go?
Mobasher! She's my fiancée,
Isn't she?
Are you kidding me again?
Yes, She's your fiancée
Here's the loser again!
Then she is the fiancée...
So... let's do it!
I missed you so much!
I'll die for you!
I can't bear being away from you!
Come give me a hug!
You with your delicate body...
Hide me in the stony castle of your chest
Oh Farangis!
Did you like my song from Amir
Arsalan* book, scientific version?
And... Sweety...
back from the w*r at the end of the movie!
Embrace me!
Here comes James Bond!
Please don't stop!
Stop what, Simonza?
Don't stop being this way.
It's ice-cream that keeps the form!
Don't stop this
form of craziness!
You've changed a lot!
Your eyes... Your hair!
Lets go out for dinner!
Anywhere you choose!
It'll take a couple of days for your
father to come back from Scandinavia.
Then my father's in Scandinavia.
May God bless you father,
buried under pounds of soil!
Everyone knew your name!
Agha Mohsen,
who sold dog shit,
then began
the noble work of thievery
My story just needs more studying!
Why do you think I'm not a writer?
I'm the writer!
Why don't you let me go home?!
- Hey! how do you do?
- Ok, thanks.
- Tell me... Where are you from?
- From Navvab Bazaarche*.
- It seems you were famous!
- Yes, but the past is the past!
Now I have to work.
Yes, we all have to.
I'll drive myself.
I don't feel comfortable
with a chauffeur.
Thank you, Sir.
My wife is so sick
It would be good to be with her.
- Sit in front
- You're so kind Sir!
Yeah.
Where should I take you?
Don't bother.
I'll take a cab.
Not at all. It's not fair.
I'll take you back home.
Damn this car.
It's like a ship!
Anything could be here!
Why are you so silent?
You look so depressed.
No, not depressed but...
Look... I'm in big trouble.
I should confess.
- You know...
- No!
Say nothing.
I don't want you to tell me.
I don't want us to
have any trouble.
But it gets worse
day by day.
The more I see you...
The more trouble I'll have.
At first I thought
it would be easy.
I say "I'll think it over later".
But you are so good. So nice.
But I'm stuck here.
Should I skip the beauty salon
so we can spend time together.
Hmm... I have some things to do.
Later. Ok?
- Ok.
I love you.
Pull over.
Here's the salon.
- In a couple of hours.
- Ok.
Merci.
Goodbye.
Fancy driving my mom
to Shah Abdol Azim’s shrine.
Look at those passengers.
Come on Reza... Come on!
Rials. Rials.
(Iranian money)
- Taxi... Taxi...
- Easy... Easy.
Sit closer together.
I'm not insane!
- God bless you, Baba Piri.
- Thanks.
- Watch this car till I get back.
- Ok... For sure.
How're you, little boy?
Wipe your nose.
Mohammad Agha Alaki... It was Reza.
I swear... It was Reza.
Akbar, Are you Ok with him?
No...
He used to be more grateful
He took the money and now he's free.
Check those clothes
He's forgotten our share.
I'm Mohammad Alaki!
You're not a coward.
He tricked us.
You promised to buy
me a corner shop.
I swear I'll blow up this Bazaarche.
Keep an eye on him.
He wants to show
his new clothes to his mom.
Let's go.
Where are you, mom?
Is that you, mom?
Mom!
My dear Reza.
That's me, dear.
Don't hug me! First tell me!
You have to wear these gaudy clothes?
Or you wear them out of choice?
Maybe you've gone mad!
Oh... Mom... No...
It's just to show off.
Give Agha Reza a kiss.
Thanks.
I knew you were just acting
Pretending to be mad.
That's why I visited.
You could at least have brought
Abbas Ghoraze and me some pastries.
I wanted to but I couldn't.
I went to the bakery but the owner
was watching so
I couldn't lift any.
Then the owner knows you!
Yeah mom. Thievery is
getting harder these days.
Yes son... It's hard.
May God bless your father.
He robbed six times
and six times he got caught.
I was really in love with him.
But the first time he
got caught in a robbery
I was disappointed in him
and began to hate him.
- Ok... I know.
- God may bless him.
He got caught six times and
I went to visit him every single time.
I took him a pair of underpants six times..
How are you holding up?
Everything was going ok.
The robbery went as planned.
Abbas Ghoraze knew everything.
So we pretended to be really mad.
Until one day
somebody, allegedly a writer, walked
into the asylum, a spitting image of me.
When I say it,
I really mean it.
- You're kidding me?
- No, I swear!
Any way... He was just like me
walking into the asylum.
Sit down.
We'll wait for him to come out.
Pass the lighter.
I blended in with no problem.
But now I regret it.
Are you really in love with her?
You don't know her!
She's so nice.
Her kindness drives me crazy!
How can I explain?!
No one ever has fallen for me.
She showed me affection
and I fell for her.
Oh come on, Reza.
She's rich and playful.
She's not really in love.
Have you seen any movies recently?
Have you forgotten you were
the one taking films to the cinemas?!.
Look into my eyes and say NO!
Sometimes, if I'm in the mood
there are cinemas in
the square that I visit.
Just a visit?
Oh... Unless I get bored.
I'm alone in this house.
I buy some nuts
and some snacks just in case
and I go to see a Farsi film.
If I'm hungry I eat the food.
I have no other hobby.
That's the point!
When I said I love her you said
rich girls are bad, all the same.
Those films make
you pessimistic
I want to give back the money!
Never!
- Have you told her who your mother is?
- I know there's a better way of life.
Why should I fool myself into thinking
I'm living a good life?
It's all a lie!
You go to the cinema and watch this type
of film and I took them to foreign films.
They weren't satisfied with a low life.
With living and working like this.
After being bullied in the Bazaarche,
they started a new life helping poor people.
Mom, I like it like this. To have enough
for myself and to help the poor.
That's why beggars earn
more money here than uptown.
A rich girl falls in love
with a poor worker
and the boy refuses her,
even insults her.
She goes back and throws a party for all
her educated friends, but she leaves
and goes to the garden
and pines for the poor boy,
singing "Why do you ignore me?"
and so on! But it's all a lie.
I wish I could buy a big house,
not a mansion, but
an old house with a marquee
and a big garden.
And we'd celebrate Nature's day in the
garden, not somewhere in Mesgar Abad*!
Mom, I want to tell her that
I'm not the Farrokh guy.
That there are other
beautiful things in the world.
I'll give back
the money and I'll be free.
Mom, this girl has taught me a lot
without knowing it.
I'm really impressed, son.
Ok... stop crying.
Fetch me my leathers,
goggles and helmet.
Dry the rest on the roof
Get a move on!
What if we're still waiting here
for him tomorrow?
Here we can move faster!
Don't let him fool you.
- The kid is the one in the cradle.
- He's right.
Let's get in and have a fight.
Let's make a fuss.
We're here for nothing.
There's two of them against us if
he tells his mom where the money is
Lets go in!
Follow me if you want.
Wow... It works so well!
Press the buzzer, Mohammad.
Why don't you visit your old friends?
Who let you assholes in?
Think you can steal our money, huh?
YOUR money?!
You'll never see it!
I have a plan for it.
I'll give it back.
Where'd you get the clothes?
I'm a merchant now,
a pickle merchant!
You're underestimating us, Agha Reza!
Call him Mr. Rat
Oh... You've forgotten
who's boss.
I'm not in the mood for fighting.
I won't fight
unless it's one on one.
And then later!
I've got to visit someone.
And we'll visit you soon!
We'll find you! Scram!
THANK YOU!
You promised me!
He's not noticing at all!
Buzz off kids!
- Get away!
- Hey... Get away
Let me park my bike...
I'll show you! Buzz off!
Who let you sit there?
That old shoe-shine put me here
and said it's our home.
Come down, little mischief!
Don't jump on people's cars again!
Kids!
Mohammad's son is
afraid of his father...
- but he likes the car.
- One shouldn't scare kids away.
WELL DONE.
I told you ''watch this car!''
Why you let kids climb on it?
I'm busy working!
I have to take care of my clients.
I'll fix your shoes for free.
Go fix your brain!
I told you, watch it
and you did nothing.
But I don't look like a biker
And I'll tell you why!
I don't want to know.
I'm just so happy!
And I won't ask.
Let me tell you.
I've learnt to ride it recently.
We won't go anywhere
with this big unwieldy car.
The best vehicle for roving!
Do you love your bike
more than me?
You're obsessed with it.
Look at this.
It seems so alive.
I love just watching it!
A lonely man can get
attached to anything!
When Abbas Ghoraze is not by my side...
When I don't have my
Bazaarche friends by my side,
this is like a lamb for me.
I give it the g*n and it goes faster.
Never feels hot or cold!
In short...
It's like an intimate friend.
It's always so unaffected.
When it breaks down, it won’t move.
The engine. When I ride,
I hear nothing else.
I'm out of this world.
Let's take a ride!
Then you'll see what I mean.
With a voiceless sound
High... like a mountain
Short... like a dream
There was such a man...
A man with useless hands
A man with sightless eyes
A man with weary feet
There was such a man
Silence enveloped the night
All around...
Never noticed, failed to hear...
the sound...
the sound of feet...
Get up.
May I, Sir?
Madam... Can I have the
honor of dancing with you?
No, Sir.
Please.
Hey, Reza.
Don't make trouble
Go away please!
And I ask you
to play with your matches.
Maybe she'll show some affection!
Care to dance...?!
- assh*le!
- Let him go!
This lady said: let him go!
She thinks you might hurt me!
- She loves me!
- And I love you too!
Now you dance with me...
What's up?
Someone help!
Say something.
You're torturing yourself.
I can't clean your face
or take you to the hospital.
You should have ignored them.
You're not like them, those scoundrels.
You're a writer!
A noble man.
Anyone can say any bullshit!
To answer them all,
you'd spend all day fighting.
Besides, it was nothing.
He just asked me to dance.
But you beat him up and
then got beaten up as well.
When someone takes a lady out,
he must consider his actions.
Let things go.
Try to ignore things.
There are troublemakers
everywhere.
What if someone saw you fighting?
Now I know you were right when you said,
one should think more of one's actions.
I always wanted you to be forthright,
to repel those who oppose you.
But it was just
a few worthless words.
You dishonored me tonight.
I want the old Farrokh back!
Please.
I can't watch your eye
bleed anymore. Think it over.
You're not your old self!
You've become a scoundrel!
Enough!
Look at me!
People call me Reza!
I'm just like my old self.
I've always been like this!
People call me Reza Motori!
Do you understand lady?
Your lovely Farrokh is
in an asylum right now!
People call me Reza the motorcyclist!
Reza the thief!
I can't be polite like you want!
I'm different.
I'd feel ashamed
to do nothing.
The hell with your honor.
I used to fight every and all day!
I even fought once in our house
when we had a party!
Then I let it go...
and started taking
films to the cinemas.
All ten cinemas used to show
the same film.
But I started robbing again...
when cinemas owners decided
to choose their films themselves.
Yeah!
Each and every one of them!
I broke into a factory
with my friends.
I took the money and scrammed.
Reza Motori! Understand it!
I hid the money and said
nothing to any of them.
I felt the danger so...
I pretended to be insane
and they took me to the asylum.
And your villain Farrokh
dishonored me.
He was just like me.
I felt I could pretend to be him
and then I could get out.
I wanted to change my neighborhood.
I wanted to take my mom
to some new area and find a new job,
as a mechanic or
shopkeeper or something.
None of my old friends live
in the Bazaarche anymore.
They've all migrated...
are in prison...
or are dead.
Yeah!
You know!
When I got out of the asylum
and saw your car,
I was tempted.
I told myself...
The bird on my shoulder
wants me to be king
and is now flying around you.
And then I met you.
It was so pleasant.
It was just a game at the beginning,
but I was so wrong!
I found the thing
I always lacked,
I was in love!
Reza was in love!
Reza Motori was in love!
Of course I was!
And now on my bike with
your arms around my waist.
Hiding your face behind me,
from the wind.
Never before was I so naive!
I'd fallen in love.
But I can't.
No, I can't.
Yes... Me!
I was mature enough to take care
of myself since I was ,
but now I'm in trouble.
Someone else in the
asylum instead of me.
My best friends think that
I've cheated them.
My poor friends.
I escaped the asylum by chance.
But I fell in love.
Now I don't feel like
you're a stranger.
You should go to the asylum
and fetch your fiancé
Go and check on him.
What can I do!?
Life goes on.
It's OK.
Take a seat.
Listen!
I'll sleep at home tonight.
I'll call you tomorrow.
I want to think it over tonight.
Are you awake, mom?
Wake up, mom!
What's up son?
You're home.
Did you have another fight?
It's midnight!
- Let me see...
- No mom. It's nothing.
Don't pretend to be worried.
It'll be OK.
I know it will be OK.
Are you in trouble again?
Give me some water.
I'm so thirsty.
- You're so messed up!
- No problem.
I feel restless tonight.
- Does it hurt?
- Yes it does.
I think tomorrow will
be an important day for me.
No one cares about me.
Stop nagging.
Let me...
Hey mom... Wait... Wait...
I'm not in the mood for preaching.
I want to give back the money
tomorrow evening.
Do you want to impress her?
No, mom.
I don't care about anyone.
On the contrary,
I want every one to hate me.
I'm the one who should enjoy it.
There's a poem about it.
It says: Being an ass
is not just eating grass...
I've forgotten the rest.
All of your friends will mock you.
Oh, mom. Let me do the right thing.
If you think you're doing the right thing,
then I loved your father with all his faults.
Oh father!
God bless you.
He wanted to be a member of
"The School Council" so much.
They told him he could
be the head of The Council next year.
God bless him.
Next year they didn't enrol me.
- Why talk like a clergyman, so late?
- I don't know.
I'd like to be k*lled for nothing.
I'm done with this useless life.
This bike's sound
rings in my ear all the time.
I'm so bored.
Hey... Don't you want to repair
grandpa's house. We can move in there.
Aren't you tired of this place?
Oh no. It's almost falling down.
It's not safe at all.
It could collapse at any moment
and ruin everything in it.
Are you going to
take the money back tomorrow?
Yeah.
Hey Mr. Gholam.
Give me some cheese.
- Long time no see, Agha Reza.
- I've been so busy, Mr. Gholam.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Thank you.
- Anytime.
God bless you, Mr. Asghar.
One breakfast please
Yes, for sure.
Bring him some tea.
... a luxury house.
Oh... I lead a simple life.
All of the money?
You've reached
the police .... Hello!
I can't hear you!
It's too noisy there.
Absolutely! You should know that
if you're not in trouble
I can advise you.
Take the bag.
Catch them!
- Freeze!
- Run!
- Catch him.
- Catch the other one!
Freeze!
With a voiceless sound
High... like a mountain
Short... like a dream
There was such a man
A man with useless hands
A man with sightless eyes
A man with weary feet
There was such a man
Night descends its black coffin
covers his conquered his eyes
Stars in his sightless eyes
Fell down to the ground
Not even his shadow
would ever fall behind
Desolate, weary man
Solitary one
With lips scorched and parched
cracked and parched...
Unlike a spring he'd never see
each drip... each drip
drop of water... drop of water
Silence enveloped the night
all around...
Never noticed, never hearing
the footsteps... the footsteps
Oh my God! He's dead.
Calm Down..
He's not dead. He's still alive.
Stay back.
Tell...
Abbas Ghoraze...
Reza...
Reza Motori...
Died.
Reza Motorcyclist (1970)
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