Aba jan Page #2

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her with a bullfinch to breed.

I've got to go now.

- Mohsen!

- Yes?

Be careful!

I am.

Is that Jabbar Sing?

Be quiet!

Stupidity is doing something

without thinking.

Didn't you hear me?

Yes, sir?

Didn't I tell you to be quiet?

I didn't do anything, sir.

Get out of the class!

It wasn't my fault, sir.

It was Yarmohammadi's.

He's lying, I swear!

Both of you! Get out!

Now!

Move it!

I didn't do anything, sir.

You just keep blaming me!

Get out!

Out!

A classroom is not a place

to giggle and mock!

I treat you all the same way!

Even if it is my own son!

It doesn't make a difference whether someone

is the Principal's or an official's son!

The rich kids should be more careful!

Jama'ati!

- Yes, sir?

- Come clean the board!

Merci, sir.

We don't say merci anymore.

What do we say?

Mamnun!

Merci is out of date now.

Now clean the board.

Make it quick, son.

Sir, I'm not finished writing them down.

Quiet!

But we aren't finished yet either, sir!

Quiet! What's going on?

Sit down!

3-second shelter drill!

Everyone under the benches!

1!

2!

Get back up without saying a word.

May he rest in peace!

God bless his soul.

I didn't even see my son the last time.

Oh, my sweet son.

Lucky you!

At least you know what

happened to your son.

Her son has been MIA for a

year somewhere in Haj Omran.

He went MIA during an operation.

May Lord grant you with patience!

Apparently one of his friends has

seen him after the operation.

Hi might have been taken prisoner.

It's what people say

that ruins one's life.

Our son-in-law has seen him get shot.

In the middle of the night?

How could he see him?

Red Crescent is helping us.

They have even found someone

with the same name.

It's only a similarity in names.

Khalil Bahraei was sent to the front from Tabriz.

Hi there!

How did these boys find us here?

They are too smart. They're here in

time for the shopping afterwards.

He's my daughter's son.

He looks just like his uncle, my son.

He reminds me of him.

Hope our little boy here

lives a long life though.

Let's get going.

The shops are going to close.

May Lord grant you with patience!

Is that your sister?

No, we're married to the same man.

She's like a sister to me.

Bye.

Nazkhand?

- I don't feel like it.

- What's the matter?

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I'm just a bit confused.

I keep having these heat rushes.

I get hot and I get cold.

I don't feel like talking to anyone.

You're lucky you're having it

a few years later than usual.

Hey, boys!

Thank you, Abajan.

Abajan! What's the thing that makes

everyone dressed but stays naked itself?

That's a needle!

Now, what's the thing

with 6 legs and 2 heels?

Is it shoes?

It's the scale!

Why did you say the answer?

This is our stop, sir!

Let's go, kids.

We're here.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Wait for the minibus to go.

Take my hand.

Come here! Take my hand.

Now go!

Look how cute this is!

- Abajan?

- Yeah?

It's nice.

Come here, Alireza!

Sir?

We want the right size for him.

All right.

Let me see...

Hi.

Hi there!

How is it going?

Poor woman!

Her life is not easy.

What can she do?

By the way, Hassan said new coupons

for kitchen oil have been released.

Let's get it.

What's going on in there?

She's disgraced us!

Let go of me, damn it!

What's the matter with you guys?

What's going on, Shamsi?

Some damn lad has claimed he's seen Farzaneh

with a man behind the match factory.

Of course it's a lie!

Sohrab has seen them

with his own eyes!

Who the hell is Sohrab?

Whoever the hell he is!

Where's she been since this morning?

Why should I stay home all day?

Shut up! I'm going to peel your skin!

I should treat her my way!

Let me see what's going on in here!

What's the matter, Shamsi?

I don't know really.

Damn it!

She's with a man!

Please don't!

Let go of my hand!

She was seen walking with the lad!

He must have been a stalker or something.

It's not just today!

She's been doing this for quite a while!

Let's all say a prayer!

Go upstairs!

Farzaneh?

Honey?

Open the door and tell me

what's going on in here.

I'm afraid of dad.

It's just me. Open the door.

You rascal! What have you

done to drive Hashem so mad?

I didn't do anything, I swear, Abajan.

Who was with you behind

the match factory?

No one, I swear to God.

Why are you lying?

You never tell the truth!

I've raised you, remember?

Why are you lying? Who was it?

I swear to whatever

you believe in.

I swear to uncle Khalil's

soul there was no one there.

I didn't even know the lad.

You don't know him?

That's a lie! You said the

same thing last time.

Who was it?

I'm talking to you!

How do I know who he was!

I don't go through the coppersmiths' market

because they keep throwing me lines.

They had closed Razieh's eyes

from behind and had kissed her!

Shame on you!

Shut up!

What should I do now?

Whatever path I pick,

the boys keep approaching me.

Sohrab saw the lad and

ran after the bastard!

But they're saying you were

walking with each other!

Yeah, he walked with me

and kept talking to me.

He was a cheeky one.

What's my blame in this?

If you do this one more time...

...I'll know what to do to you!

Fine!

What should I say to Hashem now?

I've got no idea!

But he'd shredded you

to pieces if I wasn't here.

I'm very sorry, Abajan.

You little rascal!

What do you think you're doing?

I'm sorry.

Don't you dare do this stuff

around this household!

I promise!

What's Hashem's fault

that you're his daughter?

I'm sorry.

You should never do this

sort of stuff in this house!

I'm sorry.

You know how to play a role, you lizard!

Stay right here until I come back!

You're grounded there for 3 days!

No one else should try

to discipline her now!

Did you hear me?

Now stop being so cheeky!

- Mohsen!

- Yes?

Go and get the coupon oil from Karim.

Hooria? Farzaneh?

Shamsi? Nazkhand?

Why isn't anyone answering

the damn phone?

Can I go now?

Look! Watch her 24/7!

She's your half-sister, remember?

Be a bit more protective of her!

Hey!

Farrokh?

Farrokh?

Honey?

Oh God!

Farrokh!

Farrokh!

Oh my God!

He's eaten opium, Abajan!

Abajan!

It's my son, Abajan!

He's eaten opium, Abajan!

What happened?

Let me see him.

He's eaten opium.

Open your mouth!

Damn it! Farzaneh!

Farzaneh!

What's the matter?

Bring some milk!

What happened?

He's taken opium.

Oh my God!

Push your finger to the back of his throat.

Get a car, Hashem!

We're going to the hospital!

That cheeky girl distracted me!

Why was there any opium

inside our house, Hashem?

Lower your voice!

- Why do we have opium in our place?

- I said lower your voice!

She doesn't even understand!

Don't even mention the opium or

it'll get us all in trouble!

Your son is dying and you only

care about not getting in trouble?

You don't even care!

You should've watched the kid.

What's it got to do with me?

Why do we have that

sh*t in our house?

I don't know!

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