01x02 - k*ll the dogs

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[Previously on The Frog]

Your skin hasn't touched
a soap for a while. Has it?

My uncle used to have one of these Hondas.

- It was a Vespa.
- Why are you standing here?

We're just standing, sir.
We're not doing anything.

What were you smoking?

Didn't you look at the three strips, pal?

Because if you fail to
prove it, I'll kick your a*s.

- You hear me? I'll tear you apart.
- What are you gonna do?

- Get the hell away from me.
- What did you say?

- Shut your mouth.
- What?

- Where's Ramin?
- We should make a move now.

What kind of move?

A Robbery.

Do you know Nouri?

I only know 1 Nouri and
that's Nouri the pants guy.

That's it.

Do you even know how to start?

- Do you even know how to shut up?
- Police. Police. Police.

Had you kept your mouth shut,
we would have been inside by now.

- Walk.
- Fine.

Where's the key? I don't need your
damn bus card.

- Where's the key I said?
- You have a very familiar voice.

What are all these games?

Get up.

sh**t him.

What the hell are you doing?

Now yourself.

[Episode 2]
[k*ll the dogs]

I was an unwanted child.

My mother says so.

She did everything to
prevent it but it happened.

She threw herself down the stairs.

I can still hear it.

All the doctors said that me
staying alive was a miracle.

My mother didn't like my father.

She believed that the birth of me and
my sister would strengthen their bond.

My sister was born healthy.

I had some deficiencies, though.

My father always used to say
"You have a thousand lives".

I don't think anyone has seen death
before their eyes more than I have.

Hey. Get over here.

Get over here.

Get over here. Get over here.

Get over there.

- What's wrong?
- This guy is alive.

For real?

Yeah. He's blinking. His eyes are open.

What a die-hard.

Go ahead and finish him, Abad.

Why are you telling me to do it?

I cannot do it.

I can't either.
Call him to come and finish it.

He won't come.

Why should I care?

Where is their g*n?

What do you want it for?

- I can't do it with a knife.
- Tumor.

Anemia.

Immune system disorder.

Everyone is born with a problem.

The b*llet hit him on the head.

sh**t him in the heart.

Another one is born with
his heart on the right side.

Like me.

Plus a bit of blood thickness
which helps me not die of bleeding.

Pain.

My whole body is burning so bad.

[Twelve years before]

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Where are you heading?
- A few kilometers ahead.

- Thank you.
- Get in.

Are you hunters?

We work for the municipality.
We have permits.

The municipality have g*ns?

We sh**t the wandering dogs.

Can I see the permit?

Be careful.

Abbas?

- What is it?
- Come here.

Hurry up.

- What's wrong?
- Isn't that the b*stard dog?

Which b*stard?

The one that bit me.

Yeah. It looks like it.

Get up. Get up.

Get up. This is the same b*stard

- that tore your face. Get up.
- Dirty b*stard.

Filthy animal.

You would have done the same
if you were it, mate.

Yeah. You also wouldn't have said that

if you spent 1 million Tomans on
injections for your hand like I do.

I'm just saying you wanted to
catch and sh**t it and it bit you.

That's only natural.

Yeah, it's natural. Hopefully, it'll
naturally happen to you as well.

It has already torn Soroush's face.

Hopefully, it'll tear
each of you to pieces.

Let's get close to it in a circle.

No need to do so.

I'll sh**t it down.

It's too far, mate. You can't get it.

sh**t it then. It may escape.

It looks like genies.

b*stard.

It looks like it has hands.

sh**t it already.

I neither know you guys, nor I have
seen anything, nor do I know anything.

Don't let him leave, Hessam.
He will sell us out.

Wait a minute, Fayyaz.

Let him go. What do you want from him?

He said he saw nothing.
He's doing us a favor.

What if he sold us out?

What do you mean by "sell us out"?

We don't plan to hide anything.

What do you mean?

It's obvious.

What can we do with it?

It's not a dog to put in sacks.

We were working legally here, mate.

It was far and you thought it was a dog.

Not just you. All of us thought so.

We took a shot and found out it wasn't.

"We" took a shot?

Well honestly,

we didn't sh**t. Soroush did.

What do you mean, mate?
We all did it together.

Wouldn't you have expected all of us
to take the blame had you taken the shot?

Hessam is right.

We should all take the blame.

But we cannot lie either.

Eventually, we have to say
it was Soroush who took the shot.

But we'll tell them that we
are all responsible for this.

Still, I'll be the one
who they'll put in prison.

You didn't sh**t him
intentionally, Soroush.

Did you?

We will all be there to testify that
it wasn't intentional. How about that?

A m*rder is a m*rder.

They wouldn't care.

I think it isn't even a m*rder.

You shot someone by mistake while hunting.
That is surely different.

Yeah, mate. We have legal permission
from the municipality.

- We are somehow municipality employees.
- We are not employees, Mahboub.

Don't make it sound fancy.

We are on contracts.

I'm sure nothing bad will happen, bro.

There may be some troubles at first,
but it will all be resolved later.

What happens if we don't say anything?

Then you'll actually become a m*rder*r.

Nothing can be proven afterward.

Why shouldn't we tell them?

I said what are you worried about?

They won't take you to prison.

We only need to get the consent.

The government won't also claim
anything because it wasn't intentional.

It only leaves us with the
consent of the next of kin.

He may even have no family.

Yeah. It's possible.

These people usually have no place to live.

They are homeless. They move
around to find a place to sleep.

Yeah, mate. No ordinary people
cross this place.

There are only dogs and animals.

Yeah. These people are homeless.

If they followed it up, we'll say that
I was the one taking the shot. How's that?

I'm worried about my mother.

She'll die.

Bro?

What are you worried about?

I'm telling you.
I'll take care of your mother.

What are you worried about?
Your mother is like mine.

- What should I do, guys? Should I call?
- Do it, mate. Do it.

It's gonna be fine.

Say the word, mate and we'll call.
A body is on the ground.

I'm doing it, guys.

See if you can find a blanket
or something to wrap him in.

Animals will attack if they smell blood.

- Hello. 110?
- Have a smoke.

- What's wrong with you?
- Sorry to take your time.

We are from the municipality.

- Are you okay?
- Something has happened here.

- Did he call the police?
- One of our colleagues...

I said trust me, mate.

has mistakenly shot a man
rather than a dog.

I won't let anything bad happen.

His body is here right now.

Don't worry about it.

To be honest, it wasn't me.

Hessam?

Give me a hand. I can't do it on my own.

Half of it is under the soil.

Let's take it out.

Be careful not to tear it.

The address?

- Come here, Abbas.
- Near Kahrizak.

Give us a hand.

Hold on.

Don't do it by force.
You'll tear the carpet.

What's the carpet for then? Hold on.

Is it your bike?

Stop!

- Soroush!
- Stop!

Mother is a bit unwell.
We'd like to come to you.

It's okay if it's not possible.

Okay.

I'll pick mother and come to you.

Soroush Gholipour?

Stop!

How old was your mother?

Around 70.

Was she your mother as well?

No.

You answered so I thought you
might be the lawyer and the brother.

No. Forgive me.

May god rest her soul.

What is your decision?

I'll obey the law, your honor.

According to the investigations,

the unintentional nature of
the incident is obvious.

Anyhow, he has a plaintiff which is you.

Does the victim have a
living father or brother?

No, your honor.

My father was 85.

He was the youngest...

in his family.

Excuse me.

Do you need to rest?
Do you need anything?

Excuse me, your honor.

My client has MS. He's unwell.

He may get out with your permission.
I'll take it from here.

If you're feeling unwell and accept
her as your delegate, you can go.

- I'll do it.
- No. I'll stay. I'm fine.

You go ahead.

We know that he hasn't committed
the m*rder intentionally.

As he never even knew his father.

But the issue is that his father
was the only person he had in his life.

He doesn't have anyone else now.

This man's mother also died and he
wasn't allowed to attend her funeral.

He is also lonely.

People used to have several
siblings back in the day.

Yes. I understand.

But it's not just about loneliness.

His father used to pay for his expenses.

Now that he's gone,
my client is unable to function.

- Doesn't he have insurance?
- No. He doesn't.

It's not just about the expenses either.

His illness is so advanced that

he can't even pick up a pen off the ground.

He needs to have a nurse.

Having a nurse requires money.

He doesn't have any.

The only solution to this
situation is blood money.

He doesn't even like to trade
his father's blood for money.

But there's no other choice.

I swear to god, your honor, he didn't
even have the money to get a proper lawyer.

He came to me while I
haven't even finished my thesis.

What was your father's job?

He was a janitor, your honor.

He used to work in a school.

What was he looking for in the garbage?

He used to collect flies

for educational

and laboratory purposes.

You may go out.

He looks like a reasonable person.

He's not being a jerk.

Try to get their consent
and go to your lives.

Excuse me, your honor.

My honor wouldn't have hunted dogs
among the garbage had he had any money.

Consent is achievable with blood money.
They want money.

If you make peace before
the end of the working hours,

I'll do the required process
to let you go and live your lives.

Otherwise, tomorrow is a holiday
and it's the weekend after that.

You'll be stuck here for three days.

Get up.

That would be the end of the session.

He doesn't consent.

He doesn't accept installments either.

I told him to give you time
to work and pay him.

But he says I need it in cash.

He says he wants to put it in
the bank and live off the interest.

What should I do?

Can I

have a word with him?

Can I have a word with you?

What is it?

What can I do to get your consent?

Look, brother.

I'm neither a miserable person
nor a gold digger.

I'm not a beggar either for you to think
that I was waiting for this to happen.

To trade my father's blood

for money from others.

My father was worth
a lot more than this to me.

Nobody did the things he did for me.

If you see that I don't irritate you,

it's not your luck. It comes from
the way my father raised me.

I don't have any other choice.

I swear to god, me saying no to you
is irritating myself the most.

It drives me crazy to think that someone's
freedom or captivity is in my hands.

I don't even want you to stay
in prison for a single minute.

Because it was not on purpose.

But I need money, too.

I swear to the Quran,
if the government says

they will cover me with insurance and pay
me something just not to starve to death,

I'll consent.

Give me a solution or something at least.

I will cover your expenses.

What do you mean?

I will undertake an obligation to pay
your monthly expenses for a lifetime.

I'll do all your chores, too.

Look. I have been paying
the expenses of my mother and myself.

Now that she's gone, I can cover you.

I don't see the need for you
to pay my expenses.

Get some money from somewhere,
give it to me and I'll be gone.

You want to get the money
and put it in the bank

to live off the interest and get a nurse.

I'll give you the interest

and I'll take care of you for free.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

He says that

he will take care of me
and cover my expenses.

- What about the money?
- No. He won't be paying the money.

Take it. Hurry up.

Sign here next to your name.

A fingerprint.

Take care.

It's an old building.

We want to demolish it.

The deed has some issues.

Why don't you change your
clothes to get more comfortable?

I'm okay.

Why did we come here?

Is it bad?

No. It's cool. I mean, wasn't it expensive?

I used the money from selling my mother's
house as the deposit to get this place.

And the rent?



What do you plan to do?

I'll figure something out.

I know some stuff, too.
You can count on me.

It's okay. I'll do it.

Find something that I can do

and we'll both do it.

I already got something.

It's a one-man job.

What kind of job is it?

I'm going there tomorrow to see what it is.

What do you mean?

Is there anything at all?

Or don't you want to tell me about it?

There is.

Why are you hiding it then?

Because I still don't know
what it is exactly.

A friend of mine
has introduced me to someone.

I must go to him tomorrow
to see what it is.

Is your friend a good guy?

Very much.

I'm serious.

They had arrested him for three murders.

It's ill*gal stuff then.

I think so.

What kind of ill*gal stuff?

Enough with these questions.

What difference does it make for you?

It does. This is not what we agreed on.

We agreed on me taking care of you
and covering your expenses.

We didn't agree on anything else.

I don't care how you want to make money.

What should I do if you go to prison?

Take the deposit here with all the stuff.

If the deposit was enough you would have
given it to me at first and I'd be gone.

It's surely not much to consider.

This is all my late mother had.

All her savings.

All her dowry.

Sorry if it's not much to consider for you.

I didn't mean to offend
your mother, Soroush.

No, no. It's not a cellphone.

I'm calling from someplace else.

Rest assured.

Reza Keramat vouched for me.

Tomorrow again?

I swear to god, sir,
I have made too many calls.

Every time I call you tell
me to call again tomorrow.

They are about to throw my stuff out.
I don't have money...

Hello?

Hello?

I have made up my mind, Soroush.

I'm in. Whatever it is.

I hate to be a burden.

I feel good and my hands
don't shake anymore.

They will shake again if you get nervous.

They will shake if you see blood.

I don't care if they shake.

I've had enough of living like this.

I want to make money.
Not just to survive. A lot.

Sixteen-year-old kids drive cars
I have only seen the photos of.

Do you think the people from higher classes

have had legitimate parents?
No.

One of them has done
something somewhere for sure.

I don't know how long I'll live, Soroush.

I don't know you and you don't know me.

Be a man and don't sell
us out if you got caught.

If you do so, I'll deny everything.

Do you know what I mean? I mean
my brother and I won't take the blame.

No. These guys seem nice.

A fine man has introduced them to me.

I'm Shahyad and this is Shahrouz.

I'll get you something to do
for now to see what you can do.

Hello?

Hi.

You'll make good money if you work well.

French is super easy.

- What's your name?
- Hoda.

For example, if you want to say my name
is Hoda, you should say "Je m'apelle Hoda".

- Now did you find out my name?
- It's not that important really.

Is Hoda your real name?

Yeah.

Because they usually
don't say their real name.

Who?

Do you do this a lot?

No. It's my first time.

I swear to god, it's my first time, too.
Look.

My hands are still shaking.
I'm nervous.

No need to stress.

- Are they talking to us?
- Get out of the way.

Go away.

They're gone.

Of course, they'll be gone.
I'm from these streets myself.

They are muggers.

Weren't they cops?

They don't have anything to do with cops.

You fool! You're such a coward.

Don't do it!
What is he hitting the windshield with?

Don't stop! Go!

Don't use your wipers. It'll get worse.

Don't stop. Go!

- I can't see anything.
- Just go!

He hit the windshield.

- Go. Go. Don't stop.
- Go.

- Where should I go? Can you see anything?
- Call the police if you can't go on.

Oh! God.

- Did you take their plate number?
- Don't stop. Go.

Don't stop. Go.

I cannot see anything.

- Call 110. Call them.
- You call them.

- He's still behind us. I cannot see ahead.
- Oh!

Oh! God.

Why did you stop? They will come.

Open up.

Open the door and get out.

Open the door and get out
before you get hurt. Hurry up.

Goodbye.

I'll find you.

Thief!

I don't want to irritate him that much.

I just don't want him to do it again.

Why don't you talk to him about it?

He won't understand.
As soon as I start to talk,

he starts to hit me.

His addiction is now severe.

Even my sister isn't at peace either.

She constantly cries.

He assaults my mother
for no reason in the house.

Nobody can stop him.

I don't have the power either.

Do you have anything of value?

What should I do with it?

Should I wear it?

Hold it.

Sell these

and bring me money.

Gold is no good for me.

I swear to god, I don't have money.

- Hello. How are you?
- These are all my mother's.

- Let me call you back. I'll call you back.
- Is it the first time he hits your mother?

No. He does it all the time.

Almost every night.

Shahrouz?

See what he wants.

My mother is dying.

- What is it, mate?
- If he assaults her once again,

I doubt she would be able to get up.

For god's sake, help me.

I cannot bring you money.

Don't shake your voice like that.

Don't play innocent here.

I'm a professional in this.

It's not a charity to do everyone's
chores with a couple of moans.

I'll do it.

You won't dare do it.

I'm the one telling people what to do here.

He doesn't have the money for the job.

- Hold on.
- I'll take the gold.

Then I'll pay you in cash.

Is that okay?

Hello?

No. I did the job.

Thanks.

Tell him to come here for a moment.

Mr. Abolfazl?

Yeah?

He wants a word.

- Take it with you.
- Okay.

Okay.

Yes, sir? What is it?

Mr. Abolfazl?

- Yes. That's me.
- Abolfazl Zarnegar?

- Come over here a minute.
- What's wrong?

Do you want me to damage your
reputation in front of your shop?

What is it?

Come with me.

What do you want?

Are you a thug?

What do you mean?

Do you like acting like a thug?

Thug life and me? Do I look like that?

Because I want you to hit me if you feel
so powerful and want to let off some steam.

Why should I hit you, son?

It's women only then.

Old women.

I don't understand what you mean.

Where to? We're talking.

- It's obvious that you don't mean to talk.
- That's right.

We're here for to beat you up.

Why?

What is it all about? Tell me.
I'd like to figure it out.

Why do you beat the woman?

The woman?

Your woman?

Your wife.

My wife? How do you know my wife?

We do.

Someone has reported you.

You came here in front of my shop

to insult me

and tell me someone has sent
you to beat me and why?

Because I hit my wife. Nonsense.

Nonsense is you beating
your wife and children.

I know your kind very well.

What is my kind?

My own father's kind.

You're making a mistake, son.

Mistake or not,

if only I hear that you
have hit your wife again

I will bury you.

I will do it.

If I didn't beat you now
it's because I pity you.

Understood?

Can you at least tell me who sent you?

Suppose it's one of your relatives.

Do you mean my wife has complained?

Doesn't matter.

I don't fancy seeing you again.

So don't make trouble and
we won't have to come here again.

Go away.

What are you doing here?

- What happened?
- It's done.

How is it done?

It is done in a way that he won't
dare to as*ault your mother again.

Do you mean you broke his hands?

Were we supposed to break his hands or
make him not as*ault your mother again?

Make him not as*ault my mother again.

What if you lied?

About what?

About him beating your mother.

You said the guy is a junkie.

He is.

He didn't look like one.

Why should I lie to you in first place?

How would I know?

I'm not in your life to see
what really is going on.

My father acts like that.

He acts like he is a very good person.

Rest assured.

He won't as*ault her again.

He'll come home tonight
like a tamed sheep.

He'll eat his dinner and sleep like a log.

Is he supposed to come back home tonight?

Were we supposed to k*ll him?

We were supposed to scare him.

How did you beat him that
he can still come home tonight?

I did it because I pity you.

I thought your father is like mine.

It wasn't because of your worthless gold.

Take your gold and leave if
you want to keep twisting my arm.

That was my gift to you.

Don't show up again.

You shouldn't smoke on
an empty stomach, Soroush.

Let's eat breakfast.

Wow.

Nice job.

You've prepared a feast.

You've become a spendthrift lately.

You buy a car.

You're enjoying yourself.

That's the way it is from now on.

- Really?
- Yeah.

So the money has grown on you.

It's grown on you, too.

You didn't use to talk at all.
You can't stop talking now.

- What is this guy doing here?
- Who?

It's a good thing I sold my mother's
house not to let anyone know where I live.

How did he find my address?

What are you doing here?

Who gave me your address?

My mother died.

My father beat her so much last night

that she died under his arms and legs.

You lied.

You said you'd beat him.

I gave you all my money.

But you didn't beat him. Why?

I pitied him.

I talked to him. He swor that
he hadn't ever beaten anyone.

He didn't look like someone who would lie.

Do you think a person is so silly

to lie in a way that

would make others doubt him?

He didn't look like it so you
made sure he was telling the truth?

It would have been enough

to push him once.

My mother would have been alive now.

We made a mistake. We'll compensate.

Your compensation won't bring
back my and this kid's mother.

I thought you'd do this for me

because it was about a mother.

I didn't know

that it's all about the money.

Don't get out of the car before I say so.

[Present time]

He won't do it.

- How do you know?
- I just know it.

He knows it all.

Okay. He will do it.

Make fun of yourself.

I say he won't do it, you say he will.

I say okay he will,
you say make fun of yourself.

You talk like you know everything, Soroush.

Why do you keep nagging like old ladies?

Why do you keep picking on me?

No, really. How do you know it?

Are you his agent or something?

Okay, mate. Fine.

You're right. Let it go.

Someone able to influence the others,
can give them orders, too.

So you're saying he will order
you to be healed and you'll say okay.

- Yes.
- You wish.

He can order.

Meaning he can tell you to do something.

He cannot tell your MS to be healed
then you'd say okay.

Do you think when he
tells me to do something

- why do I do it?
- Because he has the power.

No. Because I indoctrinate it to myself.

You don't know what
wonders the brain can do.

If you can indoctrinate,

why don't you talk like men?

Why don't you walk like men?

Indoctrinate it.

Okay and who says all
men must talk like you?

What's with the laugh?

Nouri can hypnotize people, Abad.

- Do you know what that means?
- No. You're the only one who knows it.

It means that it's not about superstitions.

It's science.

A thousand other people
may know it in this city.

Shut up, Soroush.

Hypnosis puts you to sleep.
He is like wizards.

You're really uneducated, Abad.

- I will tell him.
- What will you tell him?

I will tell him to relieve
me of this illness.

He'll laugh at you, mate.

Don't crush your personality.

Is there any lower level of personality?

The b*stard gave me
a mop to wash the blood.

He knows his stuff though.

I swear to god, he doesn't.

I swear to god, he does.

- He has looked after us enough times.
- What looking after?

We work for him like dogs.

It's better than petty theft.

That was better, to be honest.

There was no hearsing in it.

But you're sure you won't be
exposed no matter what you do there.

Why wouldn't you get exposed?

The guy will forget everything
if Nouri only looks at him.

So you think that if you and I get caught,

- he would get us out?
- Yes.

Not a chance.

Haven't you realized
how much he hates us yet?

He doesn't hate me.

But he does hate you.

Does Nouri know why you're working for him?

- Why am I working for him?
- Because you want to replace him.

You love power.

Shut up. Cut the crap.

Just say that you're after his money.

Oh! God.

I'll call you chameleon from now on.

You change colors whenever it suits you.

Who would have thought the
dog k*ller in Tehran's suburbs

would be so classy to move corpses?

Enough. Shut up. Nouri is here.

Hello.

Hello.

Where is their g*n?

Put the bodies on the seats.

Put the g*n in the hands
of the one behind the wheel.

What happened now?

The driver gets into an argument
with the one on the passenger seat.

Don't make me angry.

The one in the back tries to interfere.

The driver loses it.

Stop it!

Takes out his g*n.

Shoots the one in the back.

What for?

Doesn't matter.

The friend attempts to take his g*n.

They fight.

Two b*ll*ts are shot.

One hits his head.

The other, his heart.

Something's missing.

What's missing?

If he shoots this way,

the window must also break.

Shall I sh**t?

No.

Always let something be missing.

Let them find it.

Call the police.

Tell them you're one of the townfolk.

A car has been found
with three bodies in it.

I accidentally sh**t my friends in a fight.

That's the story.

The way it's arranged, everything's on me.

I'm the m*rder*r.

Simple as that.

I feel like I've just been born.

As if my whole body
isn't bruised and wounded.

I feel as powerful as a wild animal.

I doubt there would be anyone in the world

to die and revive
multiple times in two days.

He was the one driving.

He was the one dragging us to the robbery.

He was the overdosed one.

The one sh**ting my head

was him.

Everything must happen correctly.

The impact of the sh**ting
must be all over the car.

They can recognize the path of the b*llet.

Everything has to be calculated.

The one going to prison

won't be me.