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01x11 - Episode 11

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Shahrzad". Aired: 12 October 2015 – 11 June 2018.*
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The story of Shahrzad takes place in 1953. Shahrzad, a medical student, and Farhad, a literature student, are in love and want to get married.

01x11 - Episode 11

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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

Make-up designer: Saeed Malekan

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

Wow! You look like a princess.

Just like Parisian women.

- My lady?
- What?

- You don't like your dress?
- It's fine.

Are you okay?

- Just do your job.
- Okay.

And close the scissors. It's bad omen.

Excuse me my lady.

Just out of curiosity.

You seem anxious.
It must be an important meeting.

I said mind your own business.

Yes ma'am.

God!

I just wanted to say that

I'd stay by your side forever if you want.

- I'd do anything for you.
- Fine!

- Hurry up Akram. It's getting late.
- Yes ma'am.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- After you.
- Let's go.

Imagine a precious treasure

hidden in a royal crypt for three hundred years.

Huge beautiful diamonds.

Pretty turquoises.

Gold coins and jewels!

Boxes of gorgeous jewelry.

Yes.

It seems that

my words are not interesting to you.

That's not true.

It's just that transparent lies don't rejoice me.

These are not transparent lies ma'am.

It was announced on the radio.

I don't believe such a treasure
could be hidden for so many years.

But this is not the only treasure
that's been hidden for so long.

So, there are other ones too.

Like what?

- Like a pretty lady like you.
- Stop it!

- Did I offend you?
- Yes.

- I'm sorry. Didn't mean anything.
- You asked to meet me for something important.

Why don't you get to the point?

Please sit down and I'll tell you.

Please.

Please.

Listen ma'am.

I've already mentioned that I used
to study medicine in London.

During those tough days, I fell in love.

But this love didn't last long.

It's a long story.
I'll tell you about it later.

- What does this have to do with me at all?
- Well!

I'll tell you.
Before I met you

I had lost all my hopes and dreams.

I'd lost all my life.

But then I met you.

And I saw your strong resemblance
to the girl I once loved.

It's like all my dreams have come alive.

Don't worry. No offence.
I know my limits.

Listen. It's been a while I've been thinking of

opening a fashion clothing store in Lalezar.

- Well?
- I want you to help me.

- Me?
- Please give me the honor.

And join hands with me.

Because of your taste.

Because of your reputation.

And the treasure inside you.

Well?

- I have to think about it.
- Good.

- I think it's cold. Would you like another one?
- No, it's fine.

- Are you listening to me Simin?
- It's so hard.

- I'm tired.
- It's not that hard.

If you take it hard, then it's hard.

- Just listen.
- I am listening.

It's just that I'm not as smart as you.
And there's nothing I can do about it.

Simin, pay attention.

HAVE HAS
?
Present perfect tense is, to have plus
the past participle of the main verb.

It is used for actions that have happened
in a period of time up to now.

It seems that Shahrzad is quite involved
with this present perfect tense.

Actions that have happened in
a period of time up to now.

Back to life I am, after all these deaths,

Back home I am after all these exiles,

I saw the morning once again,

Next to you, my pretty scented blossom,

A remedy you are.

- A remedy for all my wounds.
- Where did you get that?

- I found it within your book.
- Why did you touch my book?

I wanted to read your books
and be a little like you.

- Give it to me.
- No.

- First you have to explain about this.
- Give it to me Homeyra.

It's not you're handwriting. It's either Ghobad
or it's a kind of present perfect tense.

- Give it to her Homeyra. It's hers.
- You stay out of this.

- You didn't tell us who wrote this nonsense.
- It's none of your business.

You shouldn't have touched my stuff.

Is that any way to talk to your older sister?

- An older sister with no common sense.
- You're lucky you're pregnant Shahrzad.

Otherwise!

I shouldn't feel pity for you at all.

Leave her alone.

What if Ghobad or Mr. Bozorg
saw this accidentally?

You know what they would do?

Mr. Bozorg wouldn't rest
unless he cut the guy's head off.

- Is that what you want?
- She�s pregnant!

You want to give dad another heart attack?

I don't care. To hell with it!
She can do whatever she wants.

- Simin, go burn some wild rue.
- I'll do that.

Take these out of here.

Easy! Easy! Take your time.

Welcome back dad.

Hello dad.

Grandpa's sweetie.

What are you doing?

A bad thing never dies.

- What took you so long?
- It took us two hours to have him discharged.

Stop it.

- Come on, I'll carry you on my back.
- You don't need to.

- Watch the stair.
- Go ahead dad.

- Go ahead Hooshang.
- After you.

Go ahead.

- Go ahead.
- After you.

- Give it to me mother.
- Why are you standing up honey?

- It's not good for you.
- I'll put it here.

- Here?
- yes, over here.

Come here Sasan.

- Come here honey.
- Thank you.

- Sit down.
- Don't take the trouble.

Up there.

- Have a tea dad.
- All right.

Only one sugar cube dad.

Of course, your doctor said your blood sugar is fine.
But just in case.

Eat whatever you want dad.

You just shouldn't catch a cold.

Close the window Hooshang.
It's cold for dad.

- Okay.
- It's salt you shouldn't eat dad.

There are three deadly powders.
Salt, sugar and flour.

But it's salt that gives you a heart attack.

- Here we go again.
- Hooshang!

- I'll get out of here.
- Where are you going dad?

Sit down dad. You have to rest for at least
three days to get back on your feet.

Everything is like poison to you now.
Smoke from your car engine, your job and everything.

I doubt the engine smoke, Shahrzad.

If it was harmful, modern countries

wouldn't send so many cars out
there in the streets, would they?

That's right.

A lot of people in Tehran will soon die
of this engine smoke. Just wait and see.

- Don't make me laugh!
- Cut it out.

What are these things you're saying?

- What is this bed doing here at all?
- Dad!

Our doctor says you need to rest for three days.
You must listen to her.

If I rest in this house for three days

how could I survive Parvin's complaints?

or Shahrazad's bad temper

or Homeyra's chattiness?

- Even if I survive them all, I won't survive Simin.
- What did I say dad?

Come to the peepshow!

What are you doing?

- I can't keep them.
- You know what I was expecting to hear from you?

Farhad, you and I tried to change our world but

it's our world that's changing us.

I have lost everything Shahrzad.

I can't lose you too.

Things won't always go on as we wish.

Hello Mr. Damavandi.

Hello miss.

You didn't tell me.
What had mesmerized you like that out there?

- A resemblance.
- Who resembled who?

Never mind. It seems that you too
have started coming to the cafe.

It actually makes me wonder.

I was out to do some shopping.

But I was kind of absorbed by this place or?

Haven't you written new poems?

New things have been coming to my mind lately.

I wrote this one, this morning.

- Can I read it?
- Sure.

What have you done to my aching heart?

Look what you've done to my crazy love.

In peace and tranquility, I was.

What did you do to my butterfly wings?

Intoxicated without drinking from your cup,

What did you do to me?

Wasn't I good enough for you to lean on?

Why did you ignore my shoulders?

You exhausted me and left me,

What did you do to my home?

My world is soaking in my tears,

What did you do to my shelter?

Well-done.

Well-done indeed.

Very nice. Can I take a look?

Sure.

Bravo. It's really good.

- Don't you mind if I point something out?
- No.

Here.

You talk about your butterfly wings.

?
Consider both lexical and semantic terms.
We actually never do anything with butterfly wings.

It's not logical.

You can change butterfly wings to butterfly spirit.
Listen to this.

In peace and tranquility, I was.

What did you do to my butterfly spirit?

Both lexical and semantic
problems will be solved.

But it doesn't really matter now.
It's a very good poem.

Very good.

Why don't you write free verse?

- Free verse?
- Yes, like Nimaic poetry.

Remember the first time?

- My house is cloudy.
- Yes. Yes.

A few ones were published

in our last issue.

You're not feeling so good.
And I keep talking.

Sorry, it happens to me sometimes.

Oh, I was about to forget.

- Your tea.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

This is for you.

What is it?

I didn't see anything around your neck
the other day when it was freezing.

I thought you were cold.

Does it suit me?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I'm a very good listener.

And I can keep secrets.

That's what my farther says.

Not that I want to meddle in your affairs.

But you need to talk to someone
and get it off your chest.

Don't keep it all in there.

What could be better than a good listener
and a secret keeper for me right now?

But I need to stop thinking about
this matter sooner or later.

I can't talk about it forever.

You don't have to talk about it forever.
You don't even have to stop thinking about it.

Don't take it so hard on yourself.

What can I say?
I just don't belong in this world.

Dr. Mosaddegh and Dr. Fatemi
were supposed to rise to power

so that this always-humiliated nation

could experience the joy of freedom and pride
for once. But that didn't happen.

Everything got ruined after the coup.

It never rains but it pours.
And I wasn't ready for that.

First it was the accidental m*rder of
a man I was seeing for the first time.

Then the prison that was like hell to me.

And then it was my beloved who was
taken away from me in broad daylight.

And it still isn't over.

What a chaos!

Yes.

They say you should trust nothing and no one.

They want me to remember
something I have no memory of.

They doubt me.
And they want me to doubt everyone.

But well!

I wasn't born to doubt people.

The last thing you said made me worried.

Maybe I'll talk about it later.

And make you even more worried.

- Come on darling.
- Thank you.

- Ghobad?
- Yes darling?

Do you think

it's fair that someone who exists in this world

gets disappointed

and gives up on the things She's worked so hard for?

Just because someone else is coming to this world?

I didn't really understand what you said.

Apparently, the schools are opening from next week.

And I want to continue my education.

What will happen to the child?

He will grow up like every other kid.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

What you just said is a little too deep.

I can't really get the drift.

Let's just think a little and
talk about it later, okay?

- Ghobad?
- It started?

Hello. How are you?

How are you?

From distance, my heart saw you but,

Nothing more than a mirage.

How should I know,

What designs life had on me?

You don't know.
You don't know my love,

O� my aching heart,

Be calm, be calm,

O� my dampened spirits,

Be calm, be calm,

You're gone but still by my side,

You're gone but still here,

A thousand times a day, I die

If I ever feel that you're lonely,

Wherever you are,

?
Tell me about yourself,

If you ever felt heavyhearted,

I would come for you,

O� my aching heart,

Be calm, be calm,

Have you made a spectacle of yourself?
marrying a man who's not in love with you

- when you might have any man in the county?
- I never expected such a thing.

- It's only a surprise.
- Don't be jerking your chin at me.

If Ashley wanted to marry you,
you think I would say yes?

Plantations don't mean anything to me.

You mean to tell me, Scarlett O'Hare,
that land doesn't mean anything to you?

Land is the only thing in the
world worth working for

worth fighting for, worth dying for,
because it's the only thing that lasts.

- You talk like an Irishman.
- I'm proud that I'm Irish.

And don't you be forgetting missy,
that you're half Irish too.

That was the first time I didn't fall asleep
right when the movie started.

- Maybe it was the movie.
- No!

It was you.

I'm serious.

It was a strange feeling, you know.

I was watching the same thing you
we're watching at that moment.

Why are you looking at me like that?
Hold on.

I've never been adored by anyone in my life.

So, I don't know what to tell you now.

But whatever I say, it comes from here,
the bottom of my heart.

- Do you believe me?
- Yes.

- You bring the flowers.
- No. I can't.

Yes, you can!

- No!
- Yes.

- Hello. Don't you want some guests?
- Hi.

- My darling.
- Come in. Hello.

- Hi. How are you?
- Come in.

Mom! Shahrzad and Ghobad are here.

- How are you?
- Fine, thank you.

Why are you looking at me like that?

I kind of feel that

you were familiar from the very first day.

What can I say?

I'm late.

Thanks for the scarf.
And thanks for listening to me.

I have to go.

People talk, you know.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

Hello.

Saeed?

Saeed?

Saeed?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Why are you sitting here, son?
What's wrong?

Uncle Gholam

- hit me in the head with his shoe.
- He�s got no business to do that.

- Show me.
- Back there.

May his hands break.

You're fine, son.

Look what I've bought you.

- I waxed two pairs of shoes today.
- That's my boy.

- Here's the money.
- Why are you giving it to me dear?

Put it in your money box.
Save some more and then

well go buy you a new suit for New Year.

- Okay.
- Let's go dear.

Let's go in son.

I'll bring them inside.
You go in.

May heaven save you if you woke me up

without finding a clue.

Of course, I have sir.

The good news is that we have the informer.


The other night at 11:40

we left the wedding with the guys.

Without anyone following us.


At 12:40, Aslan Toupchi was dead.

So, the informer must've been in the wedding.

He was there and saw us leaving.

We've gone through this for a hundred times.

Stop repeating it.

I'll make it short, sir.

Wed already selected the guests.

There was no stranger there.

Unless someone was there without an invitation.

But we had so many guards at the door.

The guards let two types of guests in.

Those who had invitation cards.

And the guest's acquaintances.

Look here sir.

Look at these pictures.

They've been taken on the wedding night.

This guy is in none of our lists.

I always tell the photographer to take
unexpected pictures in our ceremonies.

Here. Everybody's looking at the music band.

He's looking at somewhere else.
On the sly!

Here it is.

Now here's the good news.

This newspaper was published a few days ago.

This is Mr. Behboudi.

And this is the same guy
standing next to him.

Who is he anyway?

- Welcome. Please go ahead.
- How are you, Malmal?

Fine, thank you.

Go ahead.

Where is Jamshid?

We won't wait for him?

Don't you know?

The poor guy had a heart attack
and was hospitalized.

I've heard of it.
Of course, he's better now.

- Hello sir.
- Hello.

- Hello sir.
- Hello.

- How are you?
- Hello.

You were supposed to bring Farhad too.

- He was a little unwell. He stayed at home.
- All right.

How are you, Asad?
How you doing Rajab?

How are you?
Have a seat.

- Take your coats off and get comfortable.
- Yes sir.

- Who would eat sheep food in a suit?
- Yes sir.

- I wish we had roasted liver too.
- Eat your heart out!

If you find gambling bones in your dishes,

- Let me take them for my dad.
- Your dad is a gambler?

He's a professional, sir.

You have any eyes Zabih?

- Eat eyes and keep the evil eye away.
- And you eat your heart out!

While eating,

look at these pictures carefully.

Look at this picture and this man.

He's standing behind everyone.

It's important.

Look closely.

This is the same informer.

The informer that reports on us.

He�s been acting up lately.

Hypocrite!

Zabih?

You know him?

This is Taghi, sir.

He�s married my sister recently.

He�s my brother-in-law.

Sit down Ghobad.

Sit down Heshmat.

Put the pictures down.

Enjoy your meal.

Thank you.

- This one or this one?
- That one.

Okay.

- Akram?
- Yes ma'am?

- Remember the mixture you made me the other night?
- Which one?

You said it'd help me relax and calm down.

- Did you like it?
- Just answer my question.

But you didn't ask anything my lady.

- I want more of it but don't tell anyone.
- Sure.

Get money from the closet.

- But don't take too much.
- Yes ma'am.

All right.

- Let me see.
- Yes ma'am?

- We can trust this person we're going to, right?
- No worries my lady.

If I ever find out you talked to anyone
about this, you'd be sent away.

Is that what you take me for my lady?

- I can leave right now if you want.
- I just said something.

I want you to be careful.

Get ready and let's go.

Ugly birds!

Why isn’t the coming?

- I'm tired Akram!
- He won't accept us if he hears you.

- But he's not here.
- These people have sharp ears.

They can even hear from long distances.

Lady Shirin!

- Hello.
- Hello.

This is the respectable lady I talked to you about.

You draw the curtain a little.

And you have a seat.

- Your mother's name?
- Masoumeh.

- Father's name?
- Bozorg.

- Mr. Divansalar! Don't you know him?
- Should I?

Her father is one of the greatest men in Tehran.

Look here girl.

Seven hours, seven days.

Or seven months.

Mansion of the moon confronts the Scorpion.

It's the exact time

the baby snake emerges from its egg.

It's the best time to do what I'm telling you.

Take this mixture.

Pour it in a glass of water.

Have a gulp and give one to
the pregnant woman.

Keep your fingers crossed.

The bad omen will vanish.

In less than a month, make her

have a gulp of an immature kid's urine.

That's when

the two headed snake twists around itself and dies.

Did you understand?

Yes.

I'm talking to you, girl.

- Did you understand?
- Yes.

And this one is for yourself.

What is it?

- I didn't hear you.
- She asked what it is.

Peas, lizard oil and a few drops of puppy urine.

Akram!

If you don't have faith, leave now.

- Understood?
- Yes.

Good. Just be careful.

At the time of using it, you must
say this for three times.

I shall break the spell.

What?

I shall break

the spell.

Good.
Say it again.

I shall break the spell.

One more time.

I shall break the spell.

Good. Again.

- I shall break the spell.
- Good. One more time.

I shall break the spell.

Don't think I care about this child so much
that I'm casting a spell on it.

I know this is nothing but a joke to you, my lady.

- It's just that?
- It's just what?

It's Malmal.

- Not that I want to talk behind her back, but�
- But what?

I saw her searching your closet for a few times.

Malmal has been serving us since I was born.

My late mother had absolute trust in her.

You're right my lady.

She must've been tidying up.

I shall break the spell.

I WANT GO TO SPORT CLASS
I want go to sport class.

SHOULD, COULD, CAN TO
Didn't I tell you to use to after the verb?

Aha!

Again.

I WANT TO GO TO SPORT CLASS
I want to go to sport class.

- You just blurt things out, huh?
- Just a moment.

I said I would talk to dad when
he got a little better.

Okay, just look at this.

Sports Club for Ladies in Tehran with All Facilities.

Here's the picture.

I wouldn't let mom and dad see that
picture if I were in your shoes.

But it's fine.

Oh, I was about to forget.

- Here.
- What's this?

I found it here.

Back to life I am, after all these deaths,

Back home I am, after all these exiles,

Once more a window after all these countless walls,

Trusting your eyes, after all these doubts,

A remedy you are for all my wounds,

You took me away from me, left me with nothing,

I shall not breathe,

Without you.

I shall not hear,

But your voice,

Shahrzad?

Honey, Ghobad is here.

- Are you going home, sir?
- No, go to the club.

I have to go somewhere with Heshmat.

Did you finally have your wife cured or not?

- She's better.
- Good to hear.

But she's homesick.

A lot of people wish to live in Tehran.

- And your wife wants to go back to her town?
- What can I say sir?

A few months ago, when you sent
me to Kerman with Lady Shirin,

I realized what my wife said.

The people of Kerman were so nice to us.

When we were coming back to Tehran

- I was so sad.
- It's because of the kind people of Kerman that

my sister preferred that city to her own.

All my ancestors were from Tehran.

But when she married the chief of police in Kerman

she chose to live in that city.

But even after her husband's death,
she didn't agree to come live with us.

She told us what you just said.

She's so attached to the kind people of Kerman
that she's not interested in Tehran anymore.

In her last telegram,

she had written an interesting verse of a poem.

No place like Kerman on earth,

Kerman, the heart of this world,

- Very nice.
- It's beautiful.

- May you never see a bad day Jamshid.
- That's life.

- Feeling better?
- Yes, thank you.

- Here you are.
- Help yourself Ghobad.

- Thank you, Simin.
- You're welcome.

No thanks honey.

- Mother.
- Thank you.

We just came to ask after Jamshid's health.

We didn't want to trouble you.

- It's no trouble, Ghobad.
- Thanks for coming.

- This is your own house and you're like my own son.
- Thank you.

Actually, I needed to talk to you.

I'm all ears.

Shahrzad has decided to go to college again.

- I've heard the schools are opening this week.
- Yes, I know.

Of course, it's your own decision.

I don't mean to meddle in your affairs.

Please don't say that.

But it's true when they say Paradise
is a place for mothers.

Whenever a child is created,

angels praise human dignity.

And mothers are the carriers of
these divine treasures.

What could be more important than that?

Mother, what does that have to do
with me going to college again?

This is a crowded city my dear.
You'll have to be out there all day long.

What if people foment trouble again?

There are no rules in this country.

Things that you say!

Leave this to her husband.

- You don't need to worry.
- You're right.

It's whatever Ghobad says.

Well, Parvin is totally right.

But after all, I think that

the baby won't be happy unless his mother is.

We should hold the scales even somehow.

If this child is supposed to

ruin Shahrazad's future,

what's the use of having it at all?

She likes to study, so she can study.

Well, yes.

I think it's Homeyra.

- You sit down Ghobad.
- Not you!

- Go on Simin.
- Why you Ghobad?

I was born to open this door!

You see the kids we have to deal with, Ghobad?

I'm glad we all are gathering together.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Mr. Bozorg is here to pay your father a visit.
Go let him know.

Sure.

- Excuse me. Mr. Bozorg is here to see dad.
- Mr. Bozorg?

Why so unexpectedly?

Ghobad!
If you don't want to face Mr. Bozorg,

you can stay in that room and
come out when he's gone.

- Go ahead son.
- Okay, sure.

Where are you going Ghobad?

What are you talking about dad?

I'm sure Mr. Bozorg has seen
Ghobad's car at the door.

Besides, Ghobad hasn't done anything wrong.
He's just here to see you.

- Darling, just let him do as he sees fit.
- But why?

I don't understand! Mr. Bozorg has no right
to meddle in people's private lives.

Oh my God!

- Ghobad!
- She�s right.

I'll be fine here.

Parvin, help me get up.

Simin, take the bed out of here.
Why you?

Dad, you're unwell.
It's fine that you're in bed.

And he's come to ask after your health.

Ghobad, let's go to the door.

- Be comfortable.
- Okay, go ahead dear.

Hello and welcome.
Please come in.

Hello.

Hello.

Well, Shahrzad!

- How is my grandkid?
- He's fine sir.

Thanks for asking.

- There's no problem?
- Problem?

- What problem?
- He's talking about pregnancy complications.

- No. It's a good and quiet child.
- Good to hear.

Good.

I expected nothing else from my successor.

You should take care of yourself.

Uncle, I saw you were busy.

- I thought I'd see if she needed anything.
- Shirin wants her husband home in the evening.

Not late at night.
You'd better stay here tonight.

Go ahead sir.

You were lucky this time.

Be more careful.

What?
Why are you looking at me like that?

Where did you get that?

This? I had it.
I had kept it for college.

- I'll wait till you go change it.
- Is it bad?

No. It's actually too good.

It looks too good on you.

What's funny?
I'm serious.

It's not funny?

What do you think?
You think it's suitable for college?

It's more like a party dress.

What's wrong with it?

You look a little too beautiful in it.

You sound just like my dad.

What about him?

He wasn't like this, was he?

- Who?
- Never mind. Let's go.

Wait.

I can go change if you want.

No. Let's go.

- Hello sir.
- Hello.

- Where have you been?
- What's going on?

Lady Shirin has been waiting for
you for more than an hour.

I took her a tea and she threw it back at me.
I was lucky it didn't hit my eyes.

- All right, get back to work.
- Yes sir.

- Hello.
- Shut up!

Where the hell have you been since last night?
Answer me.

I had warned you already Ghobad.

Even a fool would've understood me.

- Are you worse than a fool?
- Lower your voice.

- This is my workplace.
- Oh?

Your father knows everything.
Don't enrage yourself.

I don't care!
This is my life not his.

You're pathetic Ghobad.
You always have someone to hide behind.

- It's either my father or that nouveau riche girl.
- Hey!

You're overstepping your limits.

So what?

You owe your whole life to us, you jerk!

- You are the one who's overstepping his limits.
- What's your point at all?

I just went to see my father-in-law
and it's none of your business.

I didn't need your permission for that.

You are always out there
in parties and celebrations.

Do you ever ask for your husband's permission?

- Shut up Ghobad.
- Do you ever ask for my permission?

Wherever I go, I sleep in my own home at night.

That won't change anything!

What do you want me to do?

You expect me to cry in a corner because
my husband has fallen for another woman?

- A stupid nurse!
- Think a little.

- You're embarrassing yourself.
- Shut up.

- Don't make me?
- You wouldn't dare.

Hit me and you'll be dealing
with my dad's people again.

They know how to teach you a lesson.

And it'll be much worse than the previous time.

- I'll have you cut into pieces, Ghobad.
- I feel pity for you.

Listen Ghobad.

If you ever stay there again

without my permission

expect for that one damn night

I let you spend with her

I'll put both you and that wife of yours through hell.

Pull yourself together.

My wife! My wife!

I've quit fooling around.

A yellow autumn, a cold winter,

A narrow jail cell, a beautiful wound,

A gloomy Friday evening, these strange barriers,

A world of questions, you left me with.

A world of lies, a world of sunsets,

A hurting pain, a sharp blade,

A sick heart and a deep sigh,

A world of impossible, you left me with.

Where are you, my friend? Where exactly are you?

Where are you without me?

Where are you, my friend? Where exactly are you?

Where are you without me?

I feel all alone in this world.

Where are you, my darling?

Come look me in the eye.

Do not turn your back at me.

Heaven forbids,

Look what your eyes have done to mine.

I've searched everywhere,

Where are you, my darling?

Let me pour my blood in your veins.

Come back to me,

Come change my world,

Come heal my wounds,

Where are you, my darling? Where exactly are you?

Where are you without me?

Where are you, my darling? Where exactly are you?

Where are you without me?