Baran Page #2
when I felt
that damn plaster falling on me.
I looked up and it was
that Afghan kid.
He's not fit for this work
and then this idiot is trying
to be funny!
That's enough.
Go back to your work.
Kid, come down here.
No need to work anymore!
Don't worry. Come down.
You Afghan,
it is all your fault.
Memar, may I say something?
Don't you see I haven't got
any time?!
Memar,
please don't send Rahmat away!
How many times do I have
to tell you
the kid isn't fit
for this kind of work.
It is all my fault.
I've gone too fast with him.
One more word
and I'll throw you out, too.
Foreman Faraj, how many
more bricks do you need?
Go and pick up your stuff
from the room.
As of tomorrow,
you'll work with Faraj.
If you don't want to work
I'll settle your account
and you're out.
-I didn't do anything.
-Do as I said.
I don't feel like arguing
with you.
You're no good as a worker.
Can you prepare tea, cook,
and wash dishes?
If you can, then you stay.
Otherwise,
I don't need you here.
Shopping is now
your responsibility.
Come here, kid.
Take Rahmat to the places
where you do the shopping.
Introduce him
to the Dariani shop owner.
Tell him to bring his own
ID card to give to Dariani.
He's got no ID card.
That's not my problem!
I'll get my card back!
Hell, get it! You think it is
such a precious sh*t?
You're right!
In the past months, that's
what has fed your stomachs.
Kid, don't play
this game with me.
Get lost, stupid animal!
It's my mistake to try
to make a man out of you!
Why the hell are you
standing here staring at me?
Come on, clear off!
I'm warning you, Afghan!
You're taking my job
and one day
I'll smash your nose
into your brain!
-Thanks, Rahmat.
-Finally a real tea!
A good change
from Lateef's dishwater!
This is for you.
I don't need it.
I'm not in a wheelchair!
Well done, Rahmat.
The food's great.
Smart kid.
Well done, Rahmat.
You're doing a greatjob.
Who told you to put your
disgusting hands on my shirt?!
You're messing it up!
-Good morning.
-Good morning, Soltan.
-Hello. How are you doing?
-Fine, thanks.
You're alone?
Rahmat isn't coming?
He is. There was no more bread
in the bakery. He had to wait.
Hey, kid,
you're not working today?
I am.
So, why are you dressed
like a pop star?
Why not? It's very possible
to work with these clothes. See?
-What's the hurry?
-Nothing.
-Go upstairs with this worker.
-I'm busy.
There is a wall to knock down.
Go, I tell you!
Kid, come on, move.
You've got no brain! I told you
I want Montana cigarettes!
What are these lousy cigarettes
you got me? Take them back!
Cigarettes are all the same.
They go up in smoke.
He's got hundreds
of things to do.
He is no servant of yours.
And what has it got to do
with you, moron?
Is your face
in need of a quick fix?
You want to fix it?
to the back of your skull?
Just get lost, will you, moron!
What's going on?
Lateef, you're like
a fighting cock
always ready to jump and fight!
Stop it! Go back to your work!
Thank you, Rahmat, that's nice.
Thanks for the trouble.
You're kind.
-What is your name?
-Ismael.
One, two, three, four, five.
Take this.
Thank you.
Lateef, close the tap.
Kid, have you got fresh tea?
This isn't a tea room!
Get out of here!
Are you the watchman
of the building or what?
I don't feel like
beating you up.
So, get back to your work
right now or I'll call Memar.
Hey, man,
mind your own business!
Memar! Memar!
You're a real dummy.
All right, but remember,
one day I'll have my revenge.
Hey, do you work here?
How many Afghans work here?
You're not answering?
Come here.
Go and catch him!
Afghans, run,
go and hide yourselves!
The inspectors are here!
Rahmat, go!
Afghans, Afghans.
Since when you're a movie hero?
Why the hell
did you get involved?
of it myself.
Because of you, I got a fine
and now I must lay off
all the Afghans.
You didn't tell me
where you disappeared today.
Hey, you're deaf?
What? Are you again after money?
Memar, I have to go
to my village for a few days.
My sister is ill.
You're a doctor, now?
Let her father take her
to the doctor.
There is work. You can't go.
I don't want any money.
I'll be back soon.
No way! You know
what that means-- ''impossible.''
Your father put you
under my care.
I make the decisions.
Okay, then settle my account
and give it to my father.
I am getting out of here.
You've got a thick head,
haven't you?
Now, how many days
are you going to be out?
Three, four days.
-Not more!
-Okay.
Hey, kid, come back here.
Take this. You may need it.
-Thanks.
-Say hello to your father.
Without your ID card,
it's impossible.
I told you a hundred times,
I have responsibilities.
I'm a stranger in this city.
Today, at my new job,
they kept my ID card.
until the morning.
Go, find yourself a place
where they won't ask for it.
Go, my dear sir.
Let me get back to my work.
Hey, what do you want?
Have you got your ID card or no?
-Yes.
-Okay, give it to me.
Come and warm yourself.
Please, there is a hole
in my shoe. Can you fix it?
Do you live here?
Everyone who meets me,
meets me on the road.
Do you know Soltan?
There are many Afghans
called Soltan.
He is a construction worker.
All Afghans are builders.
At dawn they go to cities,
at dusk they come back home.
Are you living with anyone here?
A man alone is a neighbor
of God.
''From the hot fire
of being apart
comes the flame
that burns the heart.''
You speak very well.
These are words from the heart,
my son.
Please.
Would you share a piece of bread
with me?
Thank you, but I've got to go.
-Good-bye!
-God bless you!
Hey, driver, stop! Stop!
Hello, Soltan.
How are you doing?
-How are you?
-What are you doing here?
Here... some... one of my fellow
I came to visit him.
I am lucky I saw you.
Where are you?
You left us without any news.
I'm looking to earn my bread.
Memar can't hire any Afghans.
Where are you working?
Anywhere I can.
One day here, one day there.
Are you still there?
Yes, I am on my way right now.
What's Rahmat doing?
Where is he?
He works in Kan Sulerun.
It was difficult for him
in the city.
Rahmat's work is close
to the Shoeb shrine?
Just behind it.
I used to work there.
I know the place.
Come on down. Come on, hurry up.
If you ever are around here,
come and see me.
-Okay, Good-bye.
-Good-bye. God bless you.
I told you a hundred times,
I am fed up.
Sir, please don't get upset.
How many times did I tell you
to watch what the workers
are doing?!
I'll tell them to fix it.
These walls
aren't even straight!
It's ridiculous!
There has been a mistake.
It can be corrected.
Don't get upset.
I've just had enough.
God help me, it is not my fault.
Then, do as I told you.
At your service.
Sir, all will be fixed.
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