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CRITICAL ZONE

Take the right exit in one km.

Speed trap ahead.

Yay... Mr. Fred!

How are you?

Good boy.

Come here...

Come here...

Mr. Fred!

Are you sleeping?

Who was that?

Hmm?

Watch out!

Who was that? Who's there?

Good job, boy!

Fuck you.

Bastard, charged me 900 bucks.

Swallow! Swallow!

Well done.

I'm leaving...

Eat your food.

Take care of yourself and the house.

Good job, boy.

Anything else?

Excellent.

Motherfucker!

Police reported ahead.

Turn right.

Turn left.

Turn right.

Make a U-turn.

Hi, bro.

- How many? - A pack.

Here you are.

Thanks man, just transferred the money.

Cool.

Can I get in and take a ride?

No!

Just kidding. Get in!

How are you, boy?

Good.

How's your willy billy?

Some coffee?

Darling...

Sweetie...

In 200 meters, take the first exit.

A traffic light camera is reported ahead.

Sweetheart...

You smoked too much weed lately.

You put too much pressure on one side of your brain.

You fucked it up.

You should smoke hash for a while.

Shift the pressure from the left to the right side.

You'll be refreshed.

Are you listening to me?

Or are you thinking: This guy is full of shit,

it's better not to talk to him,

not to discuss it with him.

Listen, he who tells you this

holds the city's mind in his hand.

He can play it cheerfully or harshly, how he wants.

Got it?

Don't worry, it's gonna be alright.

Could I stay with you tonight?

Make a U-turn in 200 meters.

Get up, boy!

Give this package to the kiosk guy. Tell him you're Mr. Amir's assistant.

Hurry up, deliver it and come back… I'll be waiting here.

And stop nagging.

Good boy!

Son of a bitch.

Exit right in 200 meters, then turn left.

Turn right and then turn left.

We only have each other.

How long do you want to chain yourself here?

What for?

Don't you want to get out of here?

How long do you want to chain yourself here?

What for?

Sleep with whoever you want.

I understand...

You're young...

You desire.

I can't do it.

Mine doesn't function…

What should I do?

Do whatever you want.

Go wherever you want.

Be with whoever you want.

Just come back to me at night.

Among the 20 million people of this city I only have you and Mr. Fred.

Please come back home tonight.

I just want to hug you and fall asleep.

That's it.

Please come back.

I've missed you so much.

A 6-year-old boy, with a white shirt and curly hair is lost.

Please share any leads you have about the missing boy.

A 7-year-old girl is lost.

Please share any leads.

Turn left.

Turn right.

Turn right.

Make a U-turn in 200 meters.

Faggot!

Cunt!

Make a U-turn.

Hey Amir, my brother.

I'll transfer money to…

First pay, then take.

- What the fuck? - That's how it is.

The city is full of dealers. Go fuck yourself!

What the fuck are you looking at, asshole?

Wanna get it in your ass?

Go fuck yourself, motherfucker!

Shut up, son of a bitch!

Turn right and then turn left.

Fuck off, motherfucker! Fuck all your mothers.

Motherfuckers, fuck off.

Exit right, then turn left.

Shut up, you son of a bitch, I fuck your mother, too.

My dick into your mother's cunt. All your mothers!

Motherfuckers, fuck off.

Turn left.

In 800 meters, turn right.

Turn left.

Turn right.

How are you?

Thanks.

Give one to me.

Haven't they gone to sleep already?

Not yet, but soon it's time for them to go to sleep.

Sorry, I'm a bit late.

Might be for the best.

Is everything alright?

Thank God.

What's up?

Nothing.

Is it delicious?

- I made it myself. - It's so delicious.

Enjoy! I'll give you a little...

Many thanks.

Open your mouth.

Have you seen Jila recently?

- She's gone. - Where has Jila gone?

Home.

She can't come by herself.

She left by taxi.

How can I leave with a taxi?

You can't.

Only whoever brought you here, is allowed to take you out.

I read this for my sister-in-law and she said:

Everyone writes poems for the black-eyed, never for the green-eyed.

Because her eyes were green.

And yours?

Hazel colour.

I said…

- I get dumb some times. - No problem.

"I saw her, I saw her, what a pity"

"Sympathy was dead in her gaze"

"It seems in her green eyes"

"Our grassland of love withered"

I improvised.

Come on! Cheer for Mam Pari!

Forough Farrokhzad wrote a very elegant poem for her lover Golestan.

"If you're coming to me, bring light"

It means, bring happiness, not sorrow and grief.

Oh my…

"There are three roads"

"Written on the stones, where the roads lead"

"Each path has a different story"

"The first path: drinking, comfort and happiness"

"With shame, it leads to the city and civilisation"

Well done, is it by Sepehri?

No, by...

- Is it yours? - No, no. I wish it was mine,

but it's by Akhavan.

Right, Akhavan.

I feel pity for him.

He has become so...

so desperately addicted to opium.

"They won't greet you back"

He was good at the beginning, but he failed later.

"Second road is half shame half fame"

"Walking head up, trouble comes. And ease, with head down"

"Third road leads to nowhere"

"Here at home, I am homesick"

"Every instrument sounds bad"

Is it cake?

Yes, it's chocolate cake.

Isn't it harmful?

No, a little bit is fine.

One more.

Do you want more milk?

Or eat the cake first?

- No, I want milk. - First milk?

Did you enjoy it?

Did you enjoy it?

Some more?

I worked very hard to bake these cakes.

Try some. Open your mouth.

Just for the taste.

Come on love, just a bit.

Try it. If you don't like it, don't eat it.

- Enough, please. - Enough?

- No more? - No.

Ok, enough.

A bit more?

- Enough for me. - Didn't you like it?

- No. - Ok.

Why don't you like it, my dear?

It's delicious, it was a big effort. Just one more.

I don't want it, Sir. I don't want it.

I want to leave this place.

Why?

I want to leave this place.

Why?

Sir, I'm feeling cold.

Sir...

Sir, I'm feeling cold.

Sir...

Sir, I'm feeling cold.

Sir...

Here you are.

- What's that? - Hashish.

I don't feel like it.

Do you like weed?

Yes.

I don't get, why you people love weed?

Hashish is better.

It's healthier.

Are you listening?

I don't like the mood.

What is the mood like?

Shit!

They make it in poop tanks, with poop steam.

Nowadays in Japan, they are making electricity out of shit.

Sustainability. For the industry,

power supply, renewable energies, mining.

Have you prepared my order?

Yes.

Why don't you buy it over there?

It takes time to arrive, settle and find someone...

I don't know the quality of what they sell.

No way!

So, where are you going?

America.

You want to take it with you to America?!

I won't go directly. First Turkey...

Then let's see what happens...

If I get a visa or not.

You never know.

Do you have someone there?

No.

I haven't gone out yet.

Always been inside, huh?

Yes.

Doesn't your brain get screwed?

Not anymore. Got used to it.

I don't like flying.

Danger reported ahead.

The sun turned cold

And abundance left the lands

And in the deserts shrubs dried

And in the deep the fish died

And thereafter the earth did not accept the dead

The night in all the pale windows

Was incessantly raging and rebelling like a suspicious fancy

And the roads abandoned their ends in the dark

Nobody thought of love anymore

Nobody thought of glory anymore

And nobody thought of nothing anymore

In the dens of solitude vanity was born

The blood smelled of opium and hemp

The swamps of alcohol with the poisonous bitter vapour

Drew the motionless mass of intellectuals into their depth

And the noxious mice

Chewed up the gilded pages of books preserved in ancient chests

The sun was dead

The sun was dead

And tomorrow was a vague lost concept in children's mind

They were drawing the weirdness of this obsolete word

With a black stain in their homework

Poor people, dejected, dumbfounded and feeble

Under the evil weight of their corpses

Were wandering about in an exile to another exile

And the painful desire for murder

Was inflating in their hands

They were obsessed with terror

And the scary sense of sinfulness

Had paralyzed their blind and stupid souls

Perhaps still behind the crushed eyes

Amidst the chill

There had remained something faint and half-alive

Breathlessly wanting to believe in the innocence of the song of waters

Maybe, but what an endless emptiness

Here, put them in your luggage.

Thanks!

Never mind, I'll come with you.

- No, I'll go by myself. - I come, I have something to do.

I got it, let's go.

Thanks.

Passengers to Paris

please proceed to the transit area.

Here you are.

Turn left.

Welcome!

Thank you.

Turn left.

- Hello. - Very welcome indeed, my brother!

I only have two hours!

What's wrong? You look a bit nervous.

Yes... We almost got fucked tonight!

Why?

Nothing, we ran out of gas in the middle of the flight.

No country answered our calls.

What did you do then?

Nothing.

We had to lick some Russian balls to land there.

A lot of humiliation, disgrace and bullshit.

They snuck around the sanctions to give us some gas.

They told us to get the fuck out and never come back.

That's the modern world.

We've got to deal with it.

Here you are.

Thank you.

Finally.

Take the right exit in 1 km.

Turn right.

Here you are.

Thank you.

And here you are, pure opium from Kerman.

And these are pure seeds from Amsterdam, special for you.

Thank you! And just so you know: the price for opium has doubled.

Ok.

Yes, Sir.

Good girl.

I have something for you in my suitcase.

What is it? May I get it?

No, I'll get it myself, I should also stuff the dope in there.

You played an ace!

Brave move!

What a souvenir.

I have another ace for you!

Give it to me.

Hold it.

What's up?

Nothing...

The situation got a bit unsafe, especially in Europe.

Give that to me.

What will you do if I get arrested?

They won't catch you.

If they did, what would you do?

Nothing.

Good stuff.

What's up with you?

Nothing...

The situation got unsafe.

Here you are.

You first, please.

Thank you.

- Here you are. - Take another line!

Thank you.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

Thank you.

Danger reported ahead.

Move!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Move your ass, motherfuckers.

I fuck your mothers.

Motherfuckers.

Come.

Turn right.

Turn right.

Turn left.

Slow down, slowly.

Easy, easy. Make a line.

Make a line, please!

In order, honey.

Thank you!

Thank you!

Thank you, Mr. Amir.

- Hello. - Hello.

Sorry, I'm a bit late.

It's ok, I also just arrived.

So, I'm listening!

I told you on the phone about my son's problem.

- What does he take? - Everything.

- Unfortunately… - That's the problem.

You shouldn't let it get this far.

You should know what he buys and from whom.

They probably gave him crappy shit.

I don't know, I have faith first in you, then in God.

I am exhausted.

I told you on the phone, I have to examine him in person.

It would be my honour.

- Please keep on going straight. - Ok.

You know, he is my only child. I should have hospitalised him.

But they would drug him with all the junk they want.

Don't worry, it'll be alright, if God wills.

Please turn right.

I don't know how I can hide him from people.

He became like a wild wolf, I don't recognise him anymore.

Where is his father?

In the grave.

God bless him.

To raise a child alone to this age, and then watch him fade...

How old is he?

He's 20, but the poor boy aged a lot.

Please turn right.

Yes, Madam.

I had a lot of similar cases.

Each one has a unique condition.

Everything will be alright.

Peace is taken away from us, I curse whoever caused this.

Please watch out here.

- Straight? - Yes please.

Careful.

Straight.

This street is not safe, you better take the car into the garage.

After this light, turn right.

This is the parking lot. Thank you.

Straight.

Sure.

Right.

- My honour. - Thank you.

Here again, turn right.

Again right, at the corner.

Thank you.

Let me take my bag.

Please, be so kind as to follow me.

- Please. - Thank you.

- Sorry. - No problem.

First floor.

Sorry, the neighbours are probably asleep. Please keep quiet.

Sorry.

- Need some help? - Thank you.

- Sorry. - No problem.

Please take care of him, for the sake of God.

He is asleep.

Don't be scared son, he's a doctor. He's here to cure you.

- Could you bring a cup of tea? - Yes, of course.

Thank you.

Open your mouth.

Open your mouth.

I said open your mouth.

Swallow!

Swallow!

Good boy.

Open your mouth.

Open your mouth.

Open it.

Excellent.

Open it!

Open your mouth.

Good job.

Well done, good boy.

Good job.

Darling.

Who's there?

Nobody's there.

Good boy.

Here you are.

Thank you.

- Please, give it to him. - Sure.

I'll pack my stuff, I'm done.

I'll wait for you outside.

Ok, I'll come.

Wake up my son, drink a little bit.

Wake up, my son.

Wake up, my baby.

Wake up and drink a little bit.

Wake up, my sweetie.

Wake up, my dear.

Wake up, my son.

My love.

Open your beautiful eyes, my son.

My son, you're going to take a bit more.

Come on, my dear.

Come on, son.

Be careful, one more sip.

My dear.

Lay down if you want, my baby.

My dearest son.

I adore you, beautiful.

Oh, darling.

Take the right exit in one km.

You have reached your destination.