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I just don't understand.

She's ruining herself.

Mehran, out.

- Out.

- I'm going.

Why did you get me out?

Should we have left you there?

You don't even know what it means

to be in a place like that.

You're not a child anymore.

Stop these games.

I didn't raise you like this.

Don't get caught up

in these things.

At least do something of worth.

Sometimes,

we have to accept our reality.

Atafeh, my beautiful little girl.

My sweet baby.

Remember how I used

to sing to you.

With the permission

of my uncle and grandmother,

I accept.

I bought it today.

It's nice.

With the payment

from my first contract,

I will build

a six-bedroom home for me,

Shireen and, God willing,

our children.

Azar, I'm going to Vanak

if you want a ride.

Shireen,

can you imagine it?

Imagine here,

huge windows facing the garden.

And here,

we could plantjasmine trees.

Do you like jasmine trees?

What do you like?

Mehran, I haven't talked to Atie

in so long.

Can I go with her?

- Sweetheart, no.

- Why?

Atafeh and her friends

got you into trouble.

But Mehran.

Let's go.

I can't do this anymore.

Nothing has changed.

I love you.

How can you say that?

Is it better if I were in jail?

Or here with you?

I did this all for you.

Firouz darling,

bring the wine for our guests.

I want to play you something.

I learned this dish at Berkeley.

Very, very special.

OK.

Mehran, Atafeh.

A song for your mother.

No,

Shireen wrote a lovely new song

that she must perform for us.

Sing it for us, my dear.

Shireen is talented, isn't she?

Absolutely,

talented and beautiful.

But I don't like my wife

singing in public.

But it's just us here.

Still, I don't want my wife to sing.

You're ridiculous.

Atafeh shouldn't sing either.

Mehran.

But that's up to you.

You control your daughter,

I'll control my wife.

Have you become a fanatic?

Going to turn us all in tonight?

It's not a concert,

it's family and friends.

Atafeh and I will sing.

"I can't do this anymore."

"I love you.

Nothing has changed."

"How can you say that?"

"How can you say that?"

"Is it better if I were in jail,

or here with you?

I did this all for you."

Why can't I be enough?

Why can't I be enough?

Mr. Tabrizi?

Visa and ticket for Dubai.

Father's permission

stamped in your passport?

Tonight at nine.

What's wrong?

What's wrong, Shireen?

What's wrong? We're alone.

We're alone today.

What's wrong with you?

Are you afraid?

What are you afraid of?

Are you afraid of this?

Is that it, Shireen,

you afraid of this?

Is that what you're afraid of?

Why?

We can leave.

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