Baran Page #3

Don't expect to see a penny

until it is done.

At your service, sir.

Hello.

Foreman Faraj, I told you

to watch what's going on!

The walls upstairs

must be knocked down.

I've got to go now.

Memar, wait!

Go back to your work!

Memar, wait!

Go back to your work!

I need you.

Where are you going? Wait!

What the hell do you want, kid?

I haven't got any money. See?

Memar, my sister is ill.

I want to send my savings.

Kid, you don't understand

what I just said.

Who didn't understand?

Me or you?

I've worked a whole year

for what?

To get my money

when I needed it.

Now, I badly need it

for my sister.

She is killing herself at work.

She is going to die.

Damned the money I have

to beg for when it's mine.

Memar, for God's sake.

I swear to God,

if you give me the money

I'll work three months

without pay.

For God's sake, if I didn't

need the money so much

I wouldn't be insisting

like this.

Memar, please, please,

I'm desperate.

I need the money,

for heaven's sake.

When do you need the money?

Tomorrow, a relative of mine

is going to Ardebil.

He'll take the money.

It's a lot of money.

Do you trust him?

Tomorrow morning, I'll bring it.

Now go back to your work.

Where did you get

all this money?

These are my wages for a year.

I don't really need it now

and Najaf is in big trouble.

With his broken leg,

he cannot work.

He can pay me back

when he starts working again.

Why don't you give it

to him yourself?

I feel embarrassed.

And if he refuses?

Why would he?

Maybe he can't pay you back.

There is no rush--

anytime he can.

If he refuses,

I'll bring it back.

Tomorrow morning I'll wait

for you at the Shoeb shrine.

I would like to pay Najaf

a visit with you.

Thank you very much.

-Good-bye.

-Good-bye.

Have you been waiting long?

Hello. I was waiting for Soltan.

-Soltan has gone.

-Gone? Where?

Afghanistan.

When?

Yesterday he came to me.

He had borrowed money

from someone

and wanted to give it to me.

Did you take it?

No. How could I?

His situation is worse

than mine. He is broke.

His wife in Afghanistan has been

terribly sick for months

and he couldn't afford

to go there.

Yesterday night, with God's

help, he was able to leave.

Soltan told me to give you this.

It is an address.

Wait, I'll help you.

I don't want to trouble you.

It's no trouble at all.

You shouldn't walk too much

with your foot like this.

I've got no choice, my son.

''I swear

on our Blessed Imam Reza

that I will give you back

all your money. Soltan.''

Would you share a piece of bread

with me?

Thank you, I've got to go.

Good-bye!

Good-bye!

When are you going

back to Afghanistan?

After tomorrow.

If I can gather some money

can you take it with you

for my brother's children?

More than money, now,

they need protection.

As you know, the town

of Bamian has fallen.

Women and children have all fled

to the mountains.

These are the things we found

on your brother's body

and a letter he wrote

just before he died

in the battle.

Any news

from his wife and children?

Nothing yet.

What to do? Look at me!

I am useless with my broken foot

and we're hardly living

off the work

of my daughter Baran.

Oh, brother, brother.

Don't cry. God will help.

Write them a letter.

That will be a comfort to them.

Yes, comfort is good,

but what about loneliness?

Look who's here! It's Najaf.

What a surprise! How are you?

Who's there? What's going on?

Oh! Najaf, how are you?

Now, you all go

back to your work.

Come with me.

Let's sit and talk.

Have some tea.

-I've no choice, Memar.

-Does your foot hurt?

I have so many other pains that

I forget the one in my foot.

Everything will be all right.

Nothing can be

all right anymore.

Can I ask you

to do something for me?

What is it?

-I am embarrassed.

-Come on, speak out.

If you could lend me some money,

I'll be forever grateful.

The times are hard. I am broke.

The engineer has given me

no money.

By God,

I have no one else to turn to.

Please, don't let me down.

Come back in two weeks and I'll

see what I can do for you.

I need the money today

or tomorrow.

It's impossible.

Memar, I beg you, help me.

You take me by surprise,

Najaf, my friend.

Where can I find this money?

Look, these are my pockets.

Anything in them is yours.

Come, take this!

I am no beggar. I didn't

come here to ask for charity.

What are you talking about?

We're friends. Take it!

It's no use. I am leaving.

Good-bye.

Wait, let's see.

What is your last price?

-How much are you ready to pay?

-Ten more.

I'm not selling!

Hey, pal, come here. Come!

Hey! Come on, I tell you!

Are you coming or what?

How much?

How much is this?

I'll give you a good deal.

Excuse me, I have to see Najaf.

Hello.

Hello. Welcome. Come in.

No, thank you, I must go.

What is this for?

The money is from Memar.

He told me to give it to you.

He is sorry

he couldn't come himself.

He was busy.

God bless him!

Tell him I'll be

forever grateful.

What for? It is his job.

Tell him that when I return

I'll pay him back.

You owe him nothing;

he owes you.

He should pay you for the months

you couldn't work.

What he is sending you

is nothing. You could sue him.

Come on, Memar is a good man.

Tell him that when I come back

from Afghanistan

I'll give him back the money.

Afghanistan?

Yes, I am going for sure.

They're waiting for me.

When are you leaving?

Tonight, hopefully,

I'll rent a truck.

Tomorrow, early,

we'll load our things and go.

Now, come in and drink

an Afghan tea. Come in.

Thank you, I must go. Good-bye.

BARAN:

Cast:

Hossein Abedini, Reza Naji

Zahra Bahrami, Hossein Rahimi

And

Hossein Mahjoob

Written and Directed by:

Majid Majidi

Screenplay Consultant:

Fouad Nahas

Producers:

Majid Majidi and Fouad Nahas

Cinematography:

Mohammad Davudi

Director of Production:

Seyed Saeed Seyedzadeh

Editor:

Hassan Hassandoost

Sound Design, Effects and

Mixing:
Mohammad Reza Delpak

Music:

Ahmad Pezhman

Sound Recording:

Yadollah Najafi

Art Director:

Behzad Kazzazi

Make-up Designer:

Seyed Mohsen Mossavi

Costume Designers: Behzad

Kazzazi, Malak Jahan Khazai

Still Photography:

Hafez Ahmadi

Majid Majidi and Fouad Nahas

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