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Remember
that dancing on stage

makes all your movements and feelings
seem more sophisticated.

Even your inner senses.

Dancing with self-confidence
positively affects the audience,

but everything will be ruined
if your movements look clumsy.

Most important is to keep dancing
even if you make a mistake.

If you keep dancing,

the audience will have forgotten
any small errors by the end.

But if you stop,
it damages everything.

All the efforts of the dance team
will have been in vain.

So, once you start a dance,
you should always finish it.

- Ready?
- Yes.

Play the music,
Ghazal.

Neda, keep the rhythm.

Mom, I'm going to the pizzeria
with my friends.

- Don't forget tomorrow's class.
- OK.

- Bye, Mommy.
- Bye, darling.

Mom, take the keys.

When you ring the door tomorrow,
Ghazal may not hear you.

- She's always wearing headphones.
- They're in my purse, honey.

Any news about her lessons?

She's so smart

You and your husband
are her real problem.

She looks blue
these days.

It's normal at her age.

I think it's abnormal
for her age.

Please talk to her tomorrow.
I'm really worried about her.

Sure thing.

Happy birthday, darling.

Oh my God.
They're so beautiful. Thanks.

- But my birthday is in two days.
- I always give presents early.

I might forget
the exact day.

Only you
know my true style.

Happy birthday, darling.

I wish you many more years
of good health.

Thanks.

What are these bruises?

We fought again three days ago.
The next day, he went to Dubai.

Did you talk to Solat?

- Not yet.
- When will you talk?

He's in Dubai,
not Iran.

I've suffered a lot
these four months in prison.

Someone cut his wrist
at midnight.

Someone hanged himself
in the bathroom last week.

This isn't a prison, Mom.
It's an asylum.

To think that my life
ended up here.

This isn't the end for you.
You're still young.

Fuck life if you have to live
your prime like this.

Thank God it's just a financial case.
The money will be paid someday.

- You didn't kill someone.
- Stop it, Mom.

People get over 20 years
for financial cases.

I can't stand it anymore.

I can't eat or sleep.
I've lost ten kilograms in four months.

I just wanted
to open a shop.

But I suck. I was destined to live
as a laborer, not an employer.

Keep it down
or I'll finish your meeting time.

- Hi.
- Hi, Mommy.

Hi, darling.

What are you doing here?
Come in.

- What's wrong?
- The usual.

Have you been waiting
a long time?

About an hour, I guess.

Why didn't you
call me?

She wouldn't let me.

I felt ashamed.
We call you all the time.

Stop the nonsense,
Zara.

I'm not a stranger.
Let's go home.

Get out of the car.

"I felt ashamed..."

Am I a stranger?

Darling, I promised your late mom
I'd take good care of you.

I fear Judgment Day.

At least dying in the accident
spared her these bitter days.

I wish I'd been
in that shitty car.

It was a moonlit night

And I remember
those blue eyes

But you could see impatience

Deep in my eyes

A bird whose look

Is filled with its dreams

If its dream is to fly

With those rosebud lips...

It's Zara'a page.

I check it every night
to see her new posts.

- Isn't her dance amazing?
- But why would she share it online?

It's no big deal
these days.

Everybody is advertising their business
on social media.

We neither need her job
nor the advertisement.

Do we really need
what little money she makes?

Are you jealous that people
are watching your wife dance?

Let me show you
similar pages.

Is this why you two
fight all the time?

Should I be happy about it?

Have you read
the comments on her posts?

Can't you see men are in love
with your dancing daughter?

But you loved Zara's dancing
when you proposed to her.

When you proposed to her, I told you
she'd die if she stopped dancing.

Back then, you liked that.

I asked you not to restrict her because
she loves dancing more than anything.

And you promised just that.

I wonder what made you
change so much.

The old me is dead,
Mother.

I was a simple salesman
those days.

I used to communicate
with shoppers and butchers.

Do you know my current job?

Do you know
the people around me now?

I'm trying
to stabilize my career

Do you think I can get a promotion
with my wife posting such videos?

In those days, you even got by
on the low income of her dancing school.

I thought you were a mother to us both.
It seems you are only Zara's mother.

You don't understand
what I mean.

- Zara is an orphan and needs my support.
- I need it, too.

You can't imagine the number of people
waiting to see me slip up.

I'm trying to get a promotion
so we can have a better life.

She lives in a luxury house
and drives a Mercedes.

Last year, she and her daughter
traveled in seven countries.

And I'm happy
she's enjoying it.

But she should understand my situation
and help me.

If she obeys me,
she'll have a happy life.

It's not just about me
and my situation.

Have you considered
her daughter?

Do you think
she's such a good mother?

If you really think that,
you might as well separate.

I would've done so years ago
if I didn't love her.

If you really love her,
why beat her so badly all the time?

Sit down, please.

These are my final words,

tell her
to consider them carefully:

If she wants to go on living with me,
she must close the fucking school

and enjoy life
inside our house.

And if she wants a job,
she can do what my sisters do.

They work in charity
and enjoy good reputations.

If she stops ruining my career
with such scandals,

I'll change my tune.

Ghazal.

Ghazal.

Your teacher awaits you.

Come on.

What would you do
if your daughter

cut your son's chest
with a knife?

- Zara did that?
- Yeah. She tried to kill me.

I'm afraid to drink a glass of water
in this house.

Don't believe all her bluffs, Mother.
She's playing the innocent.

I try to refrain from physical fights,
but she keeps attacking me.

I loved her so much that I married her
with a one-year-old daughter.

And I'm sure that I've never been
a bad husband to her.

Mother, I'll buy her
whatever she wants

if she obeys me.

I've been a real father
to her daughter.

Is it fair to pay back my favors
like this?

Hello.

Hello, darling
What's up?

Nothing important.
Sit down and wait a second.

Just a moment.

Her mother doesn't care about her.
I'm worried about her future.

And please
close the curtains.

Bye.

Mr. Hossein.

This one is short.
I asked for a long one.

Sorry, but I couldn't find
anything longer than 280 cm.

OK.
Ghodrat, open the door.

Wait, guys.

We're now going to read
the final draft of our statement.

Mrs. Tarlan Gorbani,
as secretary of the Union of Teachers,

will read its terms.

As you know, she's helped us a lot
in drafting and finalizing,

as well as publicizing
the statement.

So, on behalf of all the teachers,
I want to thank her for her endeavors.

Mrs. Ghorbani,
please read out the final draft.

Afterwards,
we'll take a poll.

Thank you very much.

Thanks.
Thank you.

I'm happy to be a member
of this union.

As you know, some bitter events
have taken place over the past two weeks.

Our peaceful protests were badly
suppressed by security forces.

Accordingly, I've changed
some terms in the statement.

These changes can help
spread our union rights.

I also hope
this statement can help

to improve the situation
of the unlawfully arrested teachers.

We're still unaware of the status
of those who have been arrested.

Since you've already read
the whole statement,

I'll simply read
the newly added articles.

One.

The Union of Teachers declares
its full support to all detained teachers

and demands that
the responsible authorities

release them immediately
and unconditionally.

Should the acts
of suppression continue,

the Union of Teachers reserves the right
to organize new protests.

- Two. Following the...
- Sorry, madam.

Apologies, but I have to leave.
It's an emergency.

Ms. Afshar,
would you please continue?

I'll try to return
during the meeting.

- Anything serious?
- No.

Don't worry.

- Hello.
- Hello.

What did he say?

I'll tell you
over a cup of tea.

Tell me.
What's his final word?

He wants you to close
the dance school.

Is that all?

Yes, that's what he said.

My dear Zara,

you may want to close
the dance school for a while.

God forbid,

but just pretend you broke a leg
and need to rest for a year or two.

Do you know
about his job?

He keeps saying that he's involved
in international business.

Did he give you any details about his job
or the people around him?

It wouldn't be polite of me
to ask him about it, honey.

I know all about it.

His job is causing the problems,
not mine.

- Hello and good morning.
- Yes?

Could you please cover your head
with your scarf?

- What?
- You may cause men to commit sins

if you don't cover your head.

You'd better
cover your head now.

God gave you beauty
to seduce your husband.

Not other men.

- Please wear your hijab.
- Excuse me.

- What is it?
- Could I have a moment, please?

My daughter
is having a hard time...

But what I'm saying is good
for you and society.

Rejecting the hijab is the downfall
of our country's sacred Islamic values.

The hijab is compulsory,
so obey the law.

- Are you her mother?
- Yes.

It's better for you to wear the hijab
like your mother.

Your behavior will reflect on her, too.
Consider Judgment Day.

This time, I won't report her
to the morality police for your sake.

But next time,
she'll be in trouble.

You'd better ask her
to wear her hijab.

If you don't like our country's laws,
you're free to leave. Bye.

Don't worry,
it's just how they behave.

- Mom.
- Yes?

I love you.

Honey,
I love you, too.

- Bye.
- Bye, darling.

Who is it?

It's me, Ms. Tarlan.

- Hello.
- Hello, Mr. Khosrow.

I'm sorry
to bother you so late.

I've made some food
for you.

I know you're busy all day
and don't have the time to cook.

We could eat together and talk,
if you like.

Thanks, Mr. Khosrow,
but I've already had dinner.

Bon appétit.

Put it in the fridge
and we'll eat it tomorrow.

Thank you.

- Good night.
- You, too.

Wait.

I wanted to tell you
something.

I'm always free
and alone upstairs.

You can come to me
for anything you might need.

It'll be my honor
to help you.

Thanks.
I'll let you know if I need anything.

And I'm sorry for not paying the rent
over the past months.

I'll pay it all as soon as
our family issue is resolved.

Now you make me unhappy.

Money is no problem at all.

All my money is yours.

Our main problem
is Mr. Salar's situation.

Thank you very much.

Have a good night.

You, too.

Mr. Khosrow?

Yes?

Please find a way
to get rid of the mice in the building.

I'm using mousetraps, but you
should do something about it as well.

There are too many holes
for the mice.

Dear Tarlan,

neither I, nor the mice,
have a problem with each other.

They're God's creatures, too,
and it'd be a sin to kill them.

You'd better
get along with them.

This building has so many.

But they're ruining
my entire life.

They can cause
so many diseases.

Yet they've never caused
anything bad in my life.

Anyway,
I'll have them hang just for you.

- OK?
- Thank you.

- Hello, Mrs. Ghorbani.
- Hello. Good morning.

- Hello, Mr. Farrokh.
- Hello.

Tarlan?

Wait a moment, please.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- What's up?
- I called you several times yesterday.

- Sorry, my phone was on silent.
- I've got good news.

Good.

Mr. Farrokh,
please clean these walls, too.

Sure.

Take this bank card.

You can withdraw 30 million tomans.
The PIN is 2020.

I appreciate it.

But it won't solve my problem.

You can pay off one of your son's checks.

You should pay the debts off
little by little.

You're so kind.

OK, I'll use it if necessary.

And I'll give you 20 million tomans
by the end of the month.

Thanks so much.

And we can pay off the remaining sum
six months later.

OK, I'll sort it out
within a few days.

Yes, he's back in Iran.

OK.

OK, I'll talk to him, Salar.
Don't yell at me!

Mr. Solat.

Zara.

- What are you doing here?
- I...

Do you have
class today?

No, I came to talk to you
about something else.

Sorry to interrupt.
I'll come back later.

Ghazal.

- Sorry.
- No problem.

- Hi, Mommy.
- Hi, darling.

- What's up?
- Nothing important.

- Do you know where your mom is?
- No. Is there a problem?

A problem? No.

- Are you sure?
- I just want to talk to her.

Why don't you call her?

I did,
but couldn't reach her phone.

Maybe it's turned off.
Try at home if it's an emergency.

I did.
She wasn't at home.

But she really should
be at home now.

Anyway, it's not an emergency
Ask her to call me if she calls you.

- Sure.
- Go to your class.

My lawyer
is arranging everything.

You should've told me earlier.

- He'll be released within two hours.
- May God bless you.

Do you know where Zara is?

Her phone has been switched off
since last night.

She was asleep
when I left this morning.

She usually sleeps
till noon.

I'll tell her to call you
when she wakes up.

Thank you.

Oh, how is that woman doing?
I mean, your guest.

Did I say it's a woman?

No.

So why did you say
"that woman?"

We'll soon find out.

I wish it was a woman.

But it wasn't.

Did something bad happen,
Mr. Solat?

Sorry.

Wait.

Don't worry,
I'll take a taxi.

We should talk.

I want to tell you something.

I expect you to help me
just like a real mother.

I've managed all problems
in my life.

But this time, it's different.

Are you broke?

I wish it was that.

I killed someone.

Who?

The person you saw in the bed.
He was a mean guy.

He stole my love
and my life.

A mean guy who...

You mean Zara...

Yes, she did.

They've had an affair
since last year.

I was suffering all this time.

He's the reason
we've been fighting so much.

Yesterday, I finally killed him.

Did you tell Zara?

Of course.

That's why she switched off her phone
and locked herself in her room.

But what will you do now?

Don't worry,
my friends will sort it out.

I've told them
what to do.

But you should be careful, too.

What do you mean?

Forget all about
your visit yesterday.

You didn't see anything.

And Zara will be...

She'll be OK soon.

She'll forget him.

This is good for Zara, too.

He deceived Zara so badly.

And it was getting
so serious.

He wouldn't accept my request
to stop his game.

I lost my patience.

But Zara tells me everything
about her life.

Are you sure?

I've got enough...

enough proof to be sure.

I'll tell you who he was

when the dust
has settled.

You won't believe it.

People can help each other,

or cause each other trouble.

What if I hadn't helped
your son today?

He would've been
in big trouble.

But we should do our best
to help each other, right?

Especially loved ones
like you.

Also, I'll help Mr. Salar
after his release from jail.

Just don't go to our house.

I'll ask Zara to call you
when she wakes up.

OK?

- OK.
- Mother?

You'll help me, right?

Mr. Salar.

A home without a woman
is a jail.

Your mom
is a piece of gold.

She suffered a lot
during your prison days.

Yeah,
she's the apple of my eye.

I serve her as best I can.
Let me kiss your hands.

Stop it.
You're breaking my hand.

She was the only reason
I could bear those bitter days.

Only because of you
did I not kill myself.

It was Mr. Solat who got you released,
not me.

But we should pay our debt
as soon as possible.

I don't like
owing anybody anything.

I'll do that, Mom.

I've already talked
to my friend, Milad.

I'll drive his car for Uber
and make a lot of money.

Mr. Salar,
you can count on me, too.

I have a commercial driver's license,
have time and feel lonely at home.

I can't sleep at night.

I mean, I could do the night shifts
after your day shifts.

That way,
we can pay off Solat's debt.

Mr. Khosrow,

it would be best if you took care of
the mice in the house.

I myself will kill
each and every one of them.

Stop laughing.

We'll talk again when they've caused
numerous diseases.

Mom,
let's drink and be happy tonight.

- Mr. Khosrow, what shall we do now?
- No idea.

It's time for some dancing.

Let me play a good song.

You're just like
my late father...

He's got talent.

- Watch me.
- I can dance just as well.

I'm not eating.
Go to the guests.

Me?

Excuse me.

Please let me know
if I can help somehow.

Thanks.

- Mommy.
- Ghazal, my dear.

Ghazal, my dear.

Please calm down.

Excuse me,
I need to wash my hands and face.

Please do.

Sit down, honey.
Calm down.

Yes.

Sorry.

Are you OK, darling?

Do you want to stay
with me tonight?

Ghazal, my dear.

Look at me.

You wanted to tell me something
in the cemetery.

Right?

No.

Ghazal, my dear,
I know it's not the right time,

but I have a question.

Please tell me the truth.

Only you can put
my mind at ease.

Did Zara have an affair?

Did you ever notice
her cheating on your dad?

Ghazal, my dear.

I witnessed something
at your house two days ago,

and it's bombarding my mind
with an endless stream of thoughts.

Please help me.

What did you witness?

A person lying unconscious
in your parents' bedroom.

Who?

I couldn't make it out.

But your father said
it was his friend,

- who was temporarily unconscious.
- He lied.

It wasn't his friend.

Who was it?

It was Mom's body.

Ghazal, my dear,
the guests are waiting for you.

Come with me.
Come on, honey.

Mrs. Ghorbani,
please accept my condolences.

That God took your daughter
during Muharram, shows that he loved her.

God bless her soul.

From now on, we should take special care
of Ghazal and her father.

They have nobody else
to care for them.

God bless you.

Do you feel any better?

Are you tired?

Ask them to finish
and let's go home.

Nurse, this is almost done.
Could you please check it?

I'll be right there.

- Why do you get this medication?
- It was my daughter's body in the bed.

OK, I got it.
I understand.

We'll talk about it later.
Thank you.

It's impossible, Mom.

Forensics analyzed every scar
and tested everything.

Ghazal said that
because she wasn't feeling well.

We can't slander him
without proof.

She wasn't feeling well
in the cemetery.

It's normal,
she's in shock.

She may be delusional
during this critical time.

She might accuse you
of murder tomorrow.

Ghazal's mind is quite clear.

They don't want her to talk.

I wish you had been there.

Her aunts control everything,
including Ghazal.

This jerk has killed Zara
and will bring her into disrepute.

The son of a bitch.

Bastard.

Asshole.

Piece of shit.

Goddamn that motherfucker.

Asshole!

Sir,
I didn't enter the room.

I saw it from where
you're standing now.

She was lying in bed.

There was a bedspread
on her body,

but it was a floral bedspread,
not this one.

- How do you know it was a woman's corpse?
- It was clear.

- You noticed it straight away?
- Yes.

But he persuaded me
that it was his friend's body.

- Did you change the bedspread?
- Yes, my sister did.

She removed most of Zara's stuff
because it reminded me of her.

To give me peace of mind.

Thanks for the information, madam.

You can leave now.

What will you do now?

We'll continue the investigation.

Pardon me, but an autopsy
can reveal everything.

Are you a close relative of the deceased?

Are you her mother?

- No, I'm...
- Only the parents can request an autopsy.

OK, but he told me
he killed someone.

Even if he didn't kill Zara,
he's still a murderer.

Then where's the corpse?

That's the thing:
There is no other corpse.

So, the body I saw in the bed
was Zara's corpse.

Madam, I don't understand
what you mean.

Could I have a moment
with you?

Yes?

They had serious marital conflicts
in recent years.

The night before the murder, they had
a bad fight and she came to my house.

Her whole body
was bruised and injured.

She told me
Solat did that to her.

And Zara had cut Solat's chest
with a knife some days ago.

He even showed me
the scar.

OK, come with me.

Unbutton your shirt, please.

Come here.

Take pictures.

Enough.

Madam,
please leave now.

Captain,
take him away.

- With handcuffs, Sargent?
- Take him without.

Yes, sir.
This way.

Sorry to bother you. I called to see if I
can help with the mourning ceremonies.

Yes.

God bless her soul.

May you live long.

Please accept
my condolences.

I owe you a lot.

I hope I can pay back
the favor you did me.

Sure.

I'll come visit you.

Yeah, yeah,
I know the address.

May God bless you, sir.

Bye.

When did you wake up?

Was that Solat?

Yes, it was Solat.

Why isn't he in jail?

I don't know.

But they said the legal procedure
would follow the law.

Well,
such is legal procedure.

But this is illegal.

Maybe he's out on bail.

For a first-degree murder?

- Impossible.
- Apparently not.

You did what you had to.

What more do you want?

They'll take care of the rest.

It's none of our business.

Would you give me
a cup of tea?

My report is of no use
if they don't put him on trial.

Would you please stop?
Let me eat and go to work.

- Why did he call you?
- It was me who called him.

Why?

To thank him.

He's been kinder
than a brother to me.

How did you know
he's out?

Are you interrogating me?

Mom, I didn't leave one prison
to enter another.

Hello, Milad.

How's it going?

Where are you?

You're here?

OK, I see you.

On my way.

Salar, what's going on?
What are you hiding from me?

We all have
our own problems.

Leave me alone.

And thanks for the tea.

It's her birthday
the day after tomorrow.

I told her
that Mom is traveling,

but will be back
for her birthday.

Why does my daughter have to suffer?
She's done nothing.

When she was younger,

she taught poor students
in remote villages,

come rain or shine.

Now,
after teaching for 17 years,

we don't know what they've done to her
or even where she is.

My health isn't good.

In the past two weeks, I've contacted
many organizations for information,

but they never
answer clearly.

And her husband
has quit on us.

I don't know what would happen
to the poor girl without me.

Mrs. Ghorbani,

please help me
get my dear Maryam released.

She has several illnesses.
I don't know if she's taken her pills

- the past two weeks.
- Don't worry. It'll be alright.

Mrs. Ghorbani is here
to help us and Maryam.

Excuse me,
I'll be back.

Stop it.
Calm down.

I don't know
where they've imprisoned her.

I'm going crazy.

Sorry.

Don't worry,
we'll help you.

I'll visit her lawyer
tomorrow.

Don't worry.

Sorry,
I have to leave now.

Goodbye.

The rioters are setting fire
to public property

and spreading misinformation
about the number of people killed.

The riot leaders are brainwashing people
and spreading rumors.

For example, about an illegal gathering
at a medical university...

Darling.

You've got to get well soon
and leave the hospital.

I'll help you.

But you have to help me, too.
I can't do it alone.

Legally,
only you can file a complaint.

They won't accept my complaint
because I'm no kin to her.

But if you join me,
I can hire a lawyer and pursue the case.

I assure you.

My darling.

Then you can come
and live with me.

Just like your mom

She was your age when she lost
her parents and started living with me.

She became
the blessing of my life.

I promise
I'll never leave you alone, Ghazal.

Mrs. Ghorbani,

would you please
come with me?

Mrs. Ghorbani, please.

Mrs. Ghorbani,
just a moment.

Please.

Mrs. Ghorbani.

Please come.

Please come.

Come with me, please

This way, please.

Ghazal, I'll be back soon.
Get some rest.

Mrs. Ghorbani,
this wasn't what I asked of you.

Why did you talk
like that?

She lost half her blood.

I think I was wrong to call you.
Leave.

Leave now.
Thanks for your help, but go.

Mahmoodi.

Is it you?

Don't you recognize me?

I'm Mrs. Ghorbani.

Your history teacher
at Azadegan high school.

You're mistaken, madam.

How's your mom?

Has your asthma improved,
my son?

Mrs. Ghorbani,
please keep quiet.

How's Mr. Salar?

Fine.

I ordered my colleagues
to help him in jail.

Yes, he told me
how much they helped him.

It's jail, after all, not a mom's home.
Thank God he's free now.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

So, you're still busy
as a social activist.

I heard about
your new union statement.

I wonder how you find the time
to manage all these matters.

- Sir, you want some tea?
- No, thanks.

My colleagues trust me.

I'm on the Teachers Board of Directors.
We're to express ourselves when necessary.

What's your new story
with Solat?

That's not related
to my union activities.

Everything is related, madam.

I'm responsible for you.

I should know everything
that's happening in your life.

So, tell me.
What do you want from him?

I want him
to be punished.

But his situation
doesn't concern you.

I'm a witness.

Oh, so you're
in a new position, too.

Listen, madam.
There are two scenarios:

First, you're in shock.
See a doctor, get medication and recover.

Second, maybe somebody hired you
to mess with us.

In which case,
you'll lose badly.

Personally,
I prefer the first scenario.

Because the outcome of the game
is predetermined.

I suggest you go on vacation
with Salar for a while.

It'll cheer you up.

But this isn't
the real price.

You want more?

Get out and walk back.

I promise
you won't survive.

Most of your stubborn colleagues
who wanted more end up like that.

How will you justify that
before God?

In your complicated case,
justifying it to my boss is enough.

Your so-called union activities
limit my options.

I shouldn't advise you.
I'm as old as your son.

But a wise man
never chooses risky paths.

And don't provoke
the young girl.

If she kills herself,
you're to blame.

She might go wrong
if you provoke her.

Read the new statement again tonight
and modify some parts.

It'll be better for you
and your son.

Maybe it's not wise
to distribute it.

Think carefully.

Can I go?

Yes.
Godspeed.

What are you doing?
Are you out of your mind?

Go upstairs and tell that bastard
I'll spray everything

if he doesn't do anything
about the mice.

Mom, this has nothing to do
with Mr. Khosrow.

I killed all the mice on our floor.
They come down from his.

I just saw one
under the cabinet.

Mom, stop it or you'll go insane.
You're getting on my nerves.

Go do something about it
instead of giving me advice.

OK, dear Mom.
Give me that.

- No.
- Give me that.

Go kill the mice.

Damn it!

What the hell
are you doing?

It would be a pity to see you
in an asylum at your age.

I'm sick of telling you
to stop your political and union games.

This is what comes of it,
you failure.

If you don't care about yourself,
think of me.

I live in this fucked-up city, too.

I'm always stressed,
always anxious.

Remember my youth?

I didn't sleep a night during
the six months you were in jail.

And I never protested.
Isn't it enough, Mom?

You still want to play
your games?

We lost our big house
due to your political activities.

You're still a tenant at your old age,
you failure.

Who of the people you fought for
all these years ever helped you?

Why do you have to get involved
in everything?

Doesn't your union have someone wiser
and more honorable?

Let them be the leader for once,
not you.

Remember how you once paid
Mrs. Bahmani's rent?

She's the head
of a private school now.

Why?
Because she's smart and wise.

She knows not to spend time in jail
if you have a teenager at home.

That's why her son
is a lawyer,

while I'm a broke fuck-up.

I owe him one point two billion tomans
and it's destroying me, Mom.

I wish you weren't
the champion of your union, Mom.

Then we'd have a small house
in this fucked-up country

after so many years
of working.

Do you know what other parents
do for their children?

I inherit the fallout
of your political games.

We should thank Mr. Khosrow for
letting us be four months late on rent.

But you don't
appreciate it.

He's kind to us.
Don't you get it?

His way of life, with or without mice,
is none of your business.

You'd better clean up
your own life.

Sir.

Don't pray.

Please don't pray.

I can't keep silent.

He killed my daughter
and brought her into disrepute.

Yet he's a free man
walking around the city, darling.

You know how I feel about it.
But we can't do anything.

Do you want
to take on these guys?

You need
to take care of yourself.

Here,
this is Mr. Hosseini's card.

He's a human rights lawyer,
a professional.

Call him
and make an appointment.

He can guide you.

Maybe you can prosecute them
with their own laws.

Thank you.

Oh, I forgot.

I didn't use it.

No, keep it.
You may still need it.

Mrs. Bahmani, Mahla wants
to post our film on social media.

Mahla!
Call here, please.

But we can't put someone on trial
without clear evidence.

Is my testimony enough
to take first steps?

It's hard to prove a crime
in the courts.

Since you're not her mother,
they can dismiss your request.

Islamic law states: "A witness must be
a believer, adult, sane, and righteous."

And I'm not?

You told me
you visited a psychiatrist today.

You also said
the accused is wealthy.

So he can hire a lawyer to plead
"murder in the marital bed."

- What?
- "Murder in the marital bed."

What does that mean?

Article 630 of Islamic law
gives a man the right

to kill his adulterous wife and her lover
if he catches them in the act.

It's called
"murder in the marital bed."

He can claim he killed his wife,
but the man escaped, an easy trick.

Fatemeh,
how are you?

What's the matter?

Why?

Yes.

Mrs. Rasooli
has signed them all.

Mrs. Bahmani,
why did this happen in your school?

She's not to blame.
I insisted.

Being retired doesn't mean
you can do whatever you like.

Both you and Mrs. Bahmani
are implicated in this case.

She's banned from teaching
for seven years.

She can't teach at any school
for even an hour.

Mr. Omidi,
could you please leave the room?

Let me add
one last point...

Leave the room.
Leave the room.

OK.

- And you leave as well.
- OK.

Mrs. Ghorbani,
what did I tell you?

Don't poke your nose into things
that don't concern you.

Why are you digging
your own grave?

I just want to prove the truth
and let everyone know.

Would it be good to let everyone know
everything about you?

Like your school episode?

I violated the law
and accept the consequences.

It's not always that easy.
Others may suffer, too.

Your slip may cause grave problems
for Mrs. Bahmani and Mrs. Rasooli.

What's Solat's position?
Why is he protected?

Solat is
a simple citizen.

Just like you and me.

But he has a critical position.

And we don't want
his reputation to be damaged.

That's all
I can tell you.

Zara was right:

"dirty business."

You're speaking
inappropriately.

- You're making everything worse.
- But...

Don't talk
when you get emotional.

You make things worse.

Put the keys to Mr. Solat's house
on the table.

You don't need them anymore.

To avoid further trouble,
go home and don't say a word to anyone.

Mrs. Ghorbani.

Why didn't you report the case
on the same or following day?

I didn't know it was Zara.

What's the difference?
A murder is a murder.

I didn't know if the person was dead
or unconscious.

And the next day?

He freed your son, then mentioned
a murder. Why didn't you report it?

I don't know.

So, in a way,
you owe Solat.

And you'd better
appreciate it.

Also, don't waste your money or time
on cheap lawyers.

They'll promise whatever,
but in the end they're useless.

This is my final word.

Don't talk about your delusions
to anyone.

Can I leave?

Yes.
Godspeed.

You still want
to put Solat on trial?

Why are you so nervous?

- You look more anxious than me.
- You're right.

Because you don't know
the latest.

What's the latest?

Solat has filed a complaint,
claiming you've tainted his honor.

I told you to stop it.

His lawyer called
and threatened me.

Do you know
what he can do to us?

No.

It could make me
attempt suicide again.

Don't worry,
I'm tough.

Mom,
I know you're not insane.

I know you're right,
and Zara was like a sister to me.

We grew up together.

I don't believe for a second
that she's been cheating on Solat.

I've been in deep sorrow
since her death.

But nothing will bring
Zara back to life.

Go live your life.
Don't worry about me.

You're my life
and only kin in this world, Mom.

Can't you understand that?

What shall I do now?

I talked to Mr. Solat.

I calmed him down. So, let's visit him
and apologize to end this matter.

I bought
a box of sweets.

Am I to apologize to him
for killing my daughter?

But she wasn't
your biological daughter.

She was a human being, right?

I can't treat everybody in the streets
like a sister.

You only have one child.
I'm your only poor child.

From now on,
tell them to call me, not you.

You're free to reject me
as your mother.

- Mom.
- Leave me alone.

Forget about me.

But consider
your colleagues.

You seem well-informed.

Of course I am.

Mrs. Bahmani called me.

She asked me to persuade you
to end this matter.

She was very anxious.
She was even crying.

She said it's not fair that her school
will close for your private matters.

She said that others
will get in trouble.

180 students will need to find
a new school this late in the year.

She asked me to tell you that everyone
will be in trouble because of you.

So, it's no longer
a personal matter.

Why didn't she call me?

Are you alright,
Mom?

I reckon she's deleted your phone number.
You're an "infected person" now.

What does that mean?

Anyone disagreeable to them,
they call "infected."

The rule is: "Avoid infected people."
I learned that in jail.

Aren't you afraid
to sit with an infected lady?

You're my mom
and I'm proud of you.

Hey!
Blind jackass!

Go fuck yourself!

- Go ride a mule!
- Fuck off, you bugger!

- I'll get your saddle ready...!
- Watch your mouth...!

My mom asked me
to visit you.

We've all had
a difficult time recently.

She's like
a mother to me.

But I don't know why
she didn't do me a favor this time.

She attacked me just when hungry wolves
were about to tear me apart.

So, I was forced
to defend myself.

All these rumors and nonsense charges:
Why did she fabricate them?

Now she understands better.

She wants
to end this matter.

Luckily, the doctor prescribed her
new medication that proved effective.

She's recovering.

If we could clear up

any misunderstanding today,
I'd really appreciate it.

You know,

of course,

I still owe you.

Don't mention it.

Don't spoil the pleasure of the good deed
by mentioning it.

What was that,
Ms. Zamani?

Maybe just the wind?
I'll take a look.

OK.

Tarlan, my dear.

All our colleagues
have transferred money to this card.

Keep it until you can return
to school to teach.

And don't panic at all.

They're just playing their games.
They can't trouble us at all.

Mr. Omidi says hello.

He says he's sorry
about the other day.

He says he had to behave like he did
so as to get rid of those guys.

Sometimes he has to play the conservative
to keep his position.

But he's one of us.

Darling.

Did they call you?

No.

They just told me
to shut up.

Darling.

Thanks for coming

You're welcome.

- Take care.
- Bye.

- Fatemeh?
- Yes?

Did you call Salar today?

Salar?

No.

OK.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hello, dear Mahmoodi.
Thank you.

I wanted to invite you in,
but I knew you wouldn't accept.

Here's some tea.

The herbal one is for you.
It's good for your asthma.

Leave the tray by the door.
I'll get it.

Hello.
Thank you.

Hello, madam.
Good evening.

Are you good?

Yes, thanks.

- Come inside for a cup of tea.
- I don't want to bother you.

It's OK.
I'll leave the door open for you.

Thank you very much.

You mean,
he was that stupid?

Yeah, when he left the party,
he couldn't find his shoes

So he said,
"Maybe I already left?"

He went and asked the host,

"Could you call me, ask me to come back
and pick myself up?"

- "Pick myself up..."
- Thanks, madam.

- This is so kind of you.
- You're welcome.

Come for a tea
whenever you're around my house.

- Thank you very much.
- Don't mention it.

Sorry, but do you know
those guys in the car?

Why do you ask?

I saw you
serve them tea.

No, I don't know them.
They just looked so tired.

Do you know them?

Not these same guys.

But their appearance
is familiar.

There are so many
these days.

So many guys in cars have been
spying on people's homes recently.

But you know, you can't change
the powers that be.

I need one
that's more poisonous.

Mrs. Ghrobani,
we're only allowed to sell this brand.

Sorry,
but we have no other brands.

OK, thanks.

- Mrs. Ghrobani?
- Yes?

Just one moment.

I can give you this.

But please be careful.

A pinch of this poison can kill
an elephant in three seconds.

Make sure to wear gloves
while using it.

Selling this poison is illegal,
but I trust you.

It'll definitely
kill all the mice.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Bahman Port.

Haji is there,
don't worry.

Yes, we'll send it to the address
on the invoice, don't worry.

As Haji said,
please pay in US dollars.

No.

I already told you.

He asked you
to pay in US dollars.

Yes.

And if you want new goods,
well,

add them
to the same invoice.

As you know, prices everywhere
are increasing by the day.

It's up to you.

No, I don't have it.

Hold on, please.
Ghazal!

Ghazal,
your teacher is waiting for you.

Let me take a quick look,
I might find it.

Hold on.

I'm checking just now.

You're welcome, dear.

I'll sort it out
when I get to the office.

Don't worry.

Yes, yes.

Everything is OK.

I'll call you later.

Take off your scarf

The sun is sinking

Take off your scarf

Your scent fills the air

Take off your scarf

Let your hair flow

Don't be afraid, my love

Laugh and protest against tears

Take off your scarf

Let your hair flow

Don't be afraid, my love

Laugh and protest against tears

The dancing red tresses

All your hair and
the lump in my throat

My face gets wet

Because I understand your wish

Take off your scarf

Make the air bright and fresh

My love, don't be afraid

Dance and confess your sin of kissing

The cloudy sky turns blue

When facing you

Untie your hair

Let them drown in its waves