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- Why should we bury him here? - What else can we do?

Our lives are in God's hands. He who takes his life is unfaithful.

A non-believer cannot be buried among true Muslims.

We understand that, but he couldn't help himself.

His story was terribly sad.

He had a hard life. It drove him to suicide.

How can you say that?

God even makes leaves fall from trees.

He gives more to some than others.

Does unhappiness give us the right to leave all, including family?

No, of course not. If only he could have earned money...

- He was just weak. - What does the mullah say?

He speaks like you. But I'll convince him.

I need your permission. He's a citizen of your village.

We even bury drinkers and thieves! Why not all our dead?

Don't make a fuss here!

I beg you, Mayor. All problems have solutions.

Gen 'If we reach an agreement on this, foo?

We'll work it out between us.

- I beg you on my knees. - Stop it!

What's your name?

Come at 10.

ANGEL ON THE RIGHT

- How much was the sheep? - 700 rubles.

- Why did you buy it? - To sacrifice it.

I had problems months ago.

St Aouf saved me. I'll sacrifice in his honour.

- What problems? - You won't tell anyone?

- You won't either? - Drivers hear a lot of things.

My cousin and I needed to make some money.

I'm just a maths teacher. He's an engineer.

You can imagine our pay. Barely enough to live on.

We both have kids.

We borrowed at high rates.

We bought 100g of heroin.

Everybody does it.

It sells for more in Russia.

One trip and you're rich.

We hid the stuff in our hats. Then we took the train.

Through Uzbekistan, Kazakhstan. No problems.

As soon as we get to Russia, the police stop us.

The Russians think anyone with dark skin is a bandit.

My cousin escaped.

I had never been to Russia. I was lost.

They handcuffed me.

I hoped for a miracle to save me. Or else I would be lost.

It's a 10-year sentence.

100g of heroin is no joke.

They took me to the station. They stripped me, X-rayed me.

They probed up inside me and found nothing.

The heroin was in my hat, still on my head!

Can you believe it?

They stripped me, but they forgot my hat!

So they released me.

Lucky devil!

Invite me to your sacrifice.

St Aouf protects the townspeople of Asht.

And the heroin? Did you sell it?

I threw it in the toilet as soon as they let me go.

And your cousin?

He did the same.

Too bad. I could have helped you unload it.

- Where do you live? - Moscow.

Moscow is far. We never would have made it.

And your debts? Did you pay them back?

Paying back was tough.

We both had to sell our houses.

Lost our shirts trying to get rich.

Now I live with my wife's family.

Stop here. This is where I live.

Think of me on your next trip to Russia.

God, don't let me see Russia again! I'll invite you to the sacrifice.

My home...

The place I was born.

Been away long?

10 years. I sewed my sentence.

You were in prison?

- No, I was at a spa. - So, what for?

I messed up guys.

What's your name?

Do-re-me-fa-sol.

Where's the rest of my money?

They call this place the Wolf's Den.

You could be killed and buried. Who would notice?

- Questions? - Not any more.

Move it, arsehole!

- That bandit's back without a word. - Just debts everywhere.

Your mother is dying.

Go that way.

Her condition is critical.

Morbus Botquinis is the scientific term.

Complicated by hype/frophtoue. Also an acidic atrophicus.

Caput medusae...

Maybe days... Brace yourself.

Sooner or later, we all pass on...

There are things to be done.

Thank you, Doctor. We'll call you if necessary.

Come outside.

- Halima, he believed it. - Praise God.

Death gives no warning.

Alive and well today.

To the cemetery tomorrow.

- Isn't your mother sick, too? - Fate can't be avoided.

We've prepared her. She's ready to move on.

I have to make arrangements for her funeral.

Don't waste time, either. Fix up her house.

Especially the gate.

One door is much too narrow.

Her coffin won't pass through.

It would be humiliating to pass her over the wall.

You have to do something.

Halima deserves it.

She should be buried with honour.

What do you think? Can you do that?

No fights. No drinking. No hanging around.

You have a lot of debts.

Your enemies are waiting. I want no trouble.

Everything will work out.

You were right to come home. Your mother was alone.

If you need anything, come and see me.

Money takes care of everything. God protect you.

Go play somewhere else!

- Who are you? - I'm Savri, the nurse.

- How's my mother? - No change.

Go make my bed.

- Don '2' touch me. - You're a my girl now!

- Come on. - Let me go.

- I'll take you to Russia. - I'm not like that.

Neither am I. I'm serious.

- Let me go! - Don't leave...

Who's in charge here?

Turn that thing off!

- I need the best craftsman. - Speak louder.

- I need an experienced craftsman. - My father is dead.

I ordered a double-door, 10 years ago.

My mother put up a single.

I had to leave because of troubles. You might have heard...

- I've come for the second door. - My father mentioned it.

- Where is the door? - Here.

Those who made doors like that are all dead.

Your door is old.

The Dushanbe Museum wanted to buy it.

I refused a lot of money. I kept it for you.

Talk less and let's make a deal!

5,000 rubles.

- I'll pay 1,000. - 1,500.

- 2,000, no more. - 2,000 it is.

- Half up front. - Not like last time...

You only paid half and left.

- Payment in full. - Then install it right away.

OK, boys, put up that door!

- How's your mother? - Not good.

The doctor gives her days.

Dr Usmonov is always right.

Hey, you can't bring your own vodka!

- Shut up, you old dog! - And for you?

I need to repair my house. I need some men quickly.

As long as you're paying. That's a good deed.

The village would be grateful. It's falling apart

I'll change and we can go.

Throw out those drunks! I'm going with Hamro.

- Bring your boys. - What about lunch?

They'll eat later.

You have to renovate everything. I'll give you two days.

I want my mother to go with dignity.

What's the price?

Given your situation, with your mother dying...

let's make it 25,000.

25,000 is too much.

15,000 in Russian bills.

- No way. I've got kids. - Your problem, not mine.

They've all got kids, too.

- Make an effort - 16,000.

At least 16,500.

You're breaking my arm... It's a deal.

OK, it's 12.20.

One minute over two days and I won't pay you.

- Deal! - Praise Allah.

Move it! Faster!

Move it! Careful! That's expensive stuff!

You break, you pay!

You're slow as pregnant women!

- Bring the old woman out. - Out of the house?

She's just in the way. Not feet first, she's still alive!

Go on, hurry!

I won't pay if you're late!

It's cold. Take her back in.

Those windows, that ceiling! Look at them!

And here... Those walls, the ceiling!

Everything is perfect. Look at all the rooms.

Did you see?

Not one defect.

He's selling because he needs money.

The doors are perfect. Master craftsmanship!

You won't find better.

Like new after the renovation. There's a cellar.

And look at this courtyard!

Trees, the kitchen... Two more rooms over there.

Another cellar...

See for yourselves. The walls are new...

Look at that door. What an antique!

Everything's perfect!

- Tell us about the price. - He'll tell. Then, negotiate.

- And the price? - 20,000 dollars.

- I'll pay 8,000. - But the house is brand new!

- The structure is old. - But it's so well done!

- It still needs more work. - Everything's been done.

- OK. 10,000. - No way. Try again.

Who's the owner of this house?

That's my mother. She'll die any day now.

- And the papers? - As soon as she's dead...

I automatically inherit the house.

I just have to sign.

- Then make it 12,000. - That's still far off.

I like the house. I'll buy.

- Our offer is 15,000. - That's enormous.

Let's go.

I like it. I'll buy it.

End of discussion!

Come back without him! This great house is like new!

I'll be back alone tomorrow.

I'll be waiting.

As you wish.

Bring back everything you sold.

I'll find Furkhat. I'll make him return everything.

People are so greedy.

I'll get back everything, even if I have to go to every house!

We need to talk.

Take your son.

Who's going to make me?

Thanks for the help.

Open the door!

Who's hitting my son?

Who's hitting my son?

I paid good money for that pumpkin!

Let me go!

See the list. All those names.

You owe money to them.

A total of 15,000 American dollars.

I bought your debts from them.

Now you owe me.

I see...

All of you lied to bring me back.

I fix up the house and sell it. Just so you get your money.

I wouldn't have come, had I known. Not even to bury my mother.

The trap was well set.

Exactly.

You got it.

As the proverb goes,

"Don't mess with an old fool. He'll get you one way or another."

If you want to go away... to leave Asht safe and sound...

sell your house and give me my money.

You could take your mother.

Run back to your Russia... You don't have much choice.

Thank you.

Everything is clear.

Can I go now?

That face of yours will scare people.

Go to the hospital. Get cleaned up. I'll call them.

Don't forget your son. Take his papers.

Hey, you! Let's go.

- He's so cute. - You want him? He's yours!

You've taken your son? Good boy! Take special care of him.

I'll kill you if something happens to him.

His creditors finally got to him.

It's not nice to eavesdrop.

Who are you waiting for?

- My father. - Where is he?

Nothing better to do? You want some, too?

Where are you taking that goat? Bring it back!

I fed that goat for weeks! Why give it back now?

The goat's owner came back to life.

Come back here!

You brought it all back?

The chest of drawers, the carpet, the sewing machine...

- Where's the rug? - It was resold.

What are you saying?

Don't make a fuss.

Times are tough for everyone. You have to understand.

Pay us 15,000 and we'll give your things back.

What' 15,000? You paid 9,000.

- We have the list. - You made a mistake.

Don't make a fuss, woman. Give them back what's on the list.

I'm sorry, Halima.

- What did you bring? - Beer.

I told you vodka.

Grandma didn't give me money.

Get me vodka!

And clean up around here.

Not now. Get the vodka first! Right away.

See who's there...

The mayor and a policeman.

I don't want anyone in here.

Just to clean up a little...

I said no one.

Hamro has many debts.

His wounds haven't healed yet.

Don't do anything to him now.

As soon as he's healed, he needs to see the captain.

Does Hamro live here? Is he in?

- Can I see him? - Who are you?

- A friend from the city. - He's not feeling well.

I just need a couple of minutes.

Tarzan sent us. We need to talk.

Make it fast. We're in a hurry.

Tarzan called. I collect his debts.

- How do you know Tarzan? - That's my business.

- The mayor's got me cornered. - I decide when you pay.

I'll explain to Tarzan myself. Somethings come up.

Pay up tomorrow. Your time's up.

Got it?

He's out of cash, but he's got a house.

We can sell it.

Let me go!

We went to school together...

Let's have a drink.

I would have done anything for you.

OK, I'm buying.

- 200 grams. - Your credit's no good.

- I'll pay you tomorrow. - Then I'll serve you tomorrow.

Don't humiliate my friend.

200 grams. I'll pay.

Show your money, credit drinker!

OK, I'll serve you.

It's best to cut the lemon.

- Do you want to eat? - No.

Money is dirty.

Alcohol is illicit.

Bottoms up!

- Where are you going? - I'll be back.

Hey, another 100g!

Darvish!

Won't you look at me?

Is that you?

Are you too old now to recognise me?

Nice orchard!

The soil is fallow. So I planted trees.

All the equipment is in good shape.

You're back, ready for work. Everyone wants to go to the cinema.

This place will be full.

- What about the trees? - We'll cut them down.

You'll regret it if the cinema doesn't work.

Check the equipment.

Never found anyone else?

No one could do it?

Nobody knew how to start the projectors.

You! What do you want?

I brought you dinner.

Stay here.

Watch and don't move. Not even any peace at night!

Go and get bottles of vodka from the cafe. Now!

- A drink? - I haven't drank in three years.

At least a shot with the poor!

We can't see!

Quiet or I'll throw you out.

Get up!

- You robbed the safe last night. - What safe?

You knocked out and hurt the mayor. You took his money.

I worked last night.

- Any witnesses? - You!

Last night I buy you drinks, today you ask for witnesses?

Stop lying! I don't drink anymore.

You saw where the mayor puts his money.

You stole to pay your debts.

You can't prove anything. Do what you want with me.

Come here. Who are you?

His son.

Where was he last night?

I asked you where your father was.

We were showing an Indian film.

Then he drank vodka with you.

Then he couldn't walk. I had to help him home.

How?

- I picked him up. - You picked him up yourself?

Yes, and I brought him home.

Cats can't make puppies. You'll be a thief, too.

At my office, 4 o'clock. We'll straighten this out.

- What's going on? - Your son robbed the mayor.

The mayor is the thief. Not my son.

- And you're a thief, too. - You and the mayor!

Your son is called for at four. Stop screaming.

I'll report this!

- Thieves! - Go away!

Why did you cry when they beat me up?

I felt sorry.

Did you know about me?

Grandpa spoke about you.

Did you think about me?

Yes. I even drew a picture.

Show it to me.

- Who's that? - You.

That?

- Who's that? - Me.

- And that? - Mummy.

Do you remember her?

She died when I was one year old.

Do you have a headache?

Want some kefir?

- How much for the trousers? - A steal at five somons.

Right size?

And the jacket? How much?

I'll make you a deal.

Show Grandma what we bought.

There are you, little man!

Look how nice you look!

Put your things here. Who bought you all that?

- Daddy. - He loves you very much.

Take a cup and get some milk from the neighbours.

I bought this for you.

Why buy him all that?

He's not your son. A bastard has 1,000 fathers.

Maybe even the mayor is his father. Well, what's done is done.

Keep the boy's grandfather calm.

As for the boy, I'll scare him off myself.

That way...

"the grandfather and the mayor won't be able to do anything.

I know what I have to do.

- Three tickets. - What's showing?

- Something bloody. - Bloody's good.

Now? But the film's good.

- Who's that? - City guys.

Who's last in line? I'm after you.

I'll send you hay and four jars of honey.

We recognise the gesture. We scratch each other's backs.

Come by more often.

Now you, then you...

I've waited all morning.

- Don't interfere. - Let her in.

What is it? Make it quick. I'm very busy.

I need money. A lot of money.

I really regret it,

being involved in this affair.

Men from the city... They tried to kill me.

For the money, we can't help you. Not me, not anyone.

The only solution is to pay.

- How? - I don't know.

I don't print money. I'm not God either.

I'm just the mayor of a poor village.

This was all your scheme to take my house.

Sorry. Time's up.

I see... Very well.

Send in the next one!

Find anything?

No one will loan me money.

- And the mayor? - He won't help.

- You? - No one will loan me money.

Maybe God will show the way.

- Where are you going? - Mayor's office.

May I come in?

Sit down.

What is it now? Make it quick. I'm busy.

- I need a lot of money. - Forget it!

I don't print money. I'm not God.

I'm only the mayor!

Of a small village!

Sorry, I'm too busy.

Wait one minute! Everything was my fault.

I brought bad luck to my son.

I'll take the blame.

Help me sell my house.

I don't get you.

Before it was the door.

Now you want to sell the house.

He has to pay them.

If not, they'll kill him. Then what?

He's my only son. He's all I have.

I have nothing else.

But where will you live?

I'll pass to the other world.

I'll never suffer there as much as here.

That won't be any time soon.

You can't decide.

That's up to God's will.

- See. You've many years left. - How many?

Seven years.

Can't I just exchange times with someone else?

That's not for me to decide. I'm just the grease.

- So who decides? - The big wheels.

And if we spoke to the big wheels?

We would show our gratitude once the house was sold.

Out of respect for you, I could try.

It might work. We'll find a solution.

But I warn you...

Tell no one. They'll be on my back if you do.

If everyone starts changing times...

I'll get fired.

Sorry to disturb you.

Did you get the jars of honey?

There's this woman who wants to move.

Yes, to the other world.

She wants to exchange times. Yes, we'd be grateful.

Can she have your permission?

Always at your service.

Thanks, Chief! All the best!

You have permission.

You'll take my mother's time.

She's been dying for weeks.

She's scheduled for Thursday night.

Tomorrow?

I'll never be ready. What about the day after tomorrow?

If not tomorrow...

You'll have to wait months. How's that?

Tomorrow, then. It's a deal.

There's one condition. Hamro takes the boy with him.

The boy is his son.

Fair's fair, you see...

OK, he'll take the boy.

Then it's a deal. Hand this over when necessary.

Son, I just had a good dream. Sell the house, go to Russia.

And what about you?

I'm going to die.

A really good dream...

I'll die tonight.

OK. I'll sell the house and take you with me.

I don't want to go, to be buried in foreign land.

Take your son.

He's not my son. I won't take him anywhere.

I dreamt of St Aouf.

He told me the boy was yours. He said you must take him.

I've had it with all of you!

It's too early to stall all this.

- Good morning, Grandma. - Good morning, sweetheart

What biceps! Come here.

How much?

For the young man...

For your children...

Take this.

- I'm off to the other world. - You're still young!

Fate is fate.

That old woman's lost her mind.

- Her son's fault. - I don't envy mothers.

Our Prophet said, "Heaven is where mothers walk."

Got Russian vodka?

- Maybe tomorrow. - I'll try another shop.

Have some sweets.

They melt in your mouth.

I'm leaving for the other world.

Have a nice trip! Say hi to my ancestors!

I'm going tonight. I'll tell them.

Have some sweets.

- What's going on? - I dreamt of St Aouf.

He said I'll pass on today.

I'm sorry for troubling you about the house.

Old women are strange. My mother also dreamt of St Aouf.

She was dying.

Today, she's alive and well. And you're off to Heaven!

Sweets Lady! Sweets Lady!

Can't you stop?

Everyone is saying you're crazy.

I've been waiting.

- What do you want? - Why didn't you come?

I'm busy. I know where you are.

- I have money. - Keep it. You'll need it.

Won't the flowers freeze here?

Winter is over. The sky is opening up.

Are you going to die today?

Yes. That's why I'm cleaning up.

We'll have guests tomorrow.

Bring the rug inside. We'll spread it out.

Give this to who cleans my body.

This for who pours the water.

And this for who says the prayer.

This tissue is for the stretcher.

Here's fabric, needle and thread

for my shroud.

This is for the gravedigger.

These are for the neighbours who attend my funeral.

This jewellery...

It's from my mother.

Give it to your father when he becomes a good man.

If not, keep it for yourself. You'll need it when you're older.

Hide it carefully.

Where do we go when we die?

To Heaven, if we're good. To Hell, if we're bad.

Where will you go?

Lie down.

When we're born,

we get an angel on each shoulder.

The angel on the right and the angel on the left.

They're invisible to us.

A book is in the hands of each angel.

The angel on the right notes all our good deeds.

The angel on the left notes all our bad deeds.

On Judgment Day,

these books are weighed on the Scales of Truth.

When the right shoulder's book is heavier,

we go to Heaven.

When the left shoulder's book is heavier,

we go to Hell.

Close your eyes. Go to sleep.

Grandma?

- What's wrong? - Grandma is dead.

She was handing out sweets this morning.

- Be right back. - Finish your hand!

How did she die? Speak up.

Fellow Muslims, was the deceased a good woman?

Her place is in Heaven. Praise Allah!

We sold your mother's property.

The house was estimated at 15,000.

I found a buyer at 20,000.

10,000 is for Tarzan. The other half is for you.

I'll take care of your debts in Asht.

I would take you in, if you stayed.

But that's impossible. You have too many enemies.

And you're too used to life in Russia.

Come in. It's open.

- Where's Hamro? - At the bus station.

He just left.

- Who was that? - Savri.

He took advantage of her, too.

That happens to the young.

All the lives he hurt...

Life taught you a lesson. Be good in the future.

Look, Daddy. It's Savri.

Don't mind her.