Crimson Gold Page #4
Sh*t, what sneakers!
Classy, aren't they?
Aren't they a little tight?
Actually, they're a little too big.
Forgot your feet when you bought them?
No, but Reza told me:
the bigger they are, the better you feel.
wear one out fast!
Tight women!
Expensive?
Like them?
How much?
Not much.
bought you a pair like mine.
Really?
Let me see...
Bought them at the flea market?
You would never find another pair
even for a fortune.
Take them off! lt's dirty!
The more it costs, the more it's worth.
They look pretty good on you!
- Thanks, man.
- No prob, dude.
l'm late. Gotta go.
- Did you see his girlfriend?
- No.
A real looker!
A bomb! She came by here last night.
Everyone went crazy for her!
Tongues were hanging out!
She rode on his old bike!
She deserves a Ferrari!
What a waste!
Take care.
Number 33, Hussein Emadeddin.
Some guys are so lucky!
Only 1 out of 100 girls is good.
And the guys?
Not even 1 out of 100.
Ali is lucky to have a brother-in-law like you.
- Are you making fun of me?
- l would never.
ls that my order?
Don't forget the bills.
There you go.
Thanks. l'm off.
This is for you.
l already asked you to write better.
l can't read this.
ls that all?
Zaferanie, Building A, Top Floor.
Want me to read the number?
No thanks. Bye.
Yes? How many?
Hussein, wait a minute...
How many did you say?
OK.
An extra one for Zaferanie.
l didn't see.
l got here when they took him away.
What did they say?
He's in bad shape.
l'll go see him after my delivery.
Where are you taking that?
Give me that shoe!
Get out of here!
Show some mercy, please...
Delivery for Mr. Nakhayi.
He's waiting. 18th Floor.
- Elevators?
- To your right.
- Yes?
- Mr. Nakhayi?
- That's me.
- l have your pizzas.
Pizzas? But the girls already left.
l came over right after you called.
What am l supposed to do with them?
You ordered them...
Yeah, and for two sluts!
What a city of lunatics!
Did they leave?
l'm talking about the two girls.
Are you sure? Did you see them?
Sorry... l just don't get it.
What do l owe you?
This is really a city of lunatics.
That slut comes over,
but she brings along a girlfriend.
They arrive, then take off...
l don't get it at all.
This is for you.
l don't need them. Keep them.
- 3 pizzas for me alone?
- Me, too...
l'm alone.
So, well...
let's eat together.
No, l can't. l have work.
Work? At midnight?
Everything's closed.
l'm hungry, too. We can eat together.
l need to talk. l'm depressed.
Come in.
Come in. Don't act shy.
How can you live in this city?
lt's a city of lunatics.
No need to take off your shoes. Come in.
Believe this... l saw her maybe two times...
and she was talking marriage!
Marriage... She's crazy!
Over there, l spent 5 years with someone.
Even after 5 years,
marriage wasn't so evident.
l went to all this trouble
just to make her a special dinner.
And what does she say:
''Can we order some pizzas?''
Don't just stand around.
They can go f*** themselves! Sit down.
Here? Like this?
Forget it. Make yourself at home.
The bathroom?
ln the back, to the left.
She wanted to come.
Then she shows up with a girlfriend.
They lock themselves up in the bathroom...
They come out, then say they're leaving.
So why come at all?
And l went to all that trouble
to set a great table... B*tches!
Here?
- Why, what's wrong?
- There's blood.
Where?
There.
Stupid cows! They left as soon as
they got out of the bathroom.
They can't even handle a simple
biological problem.
They stuff their purses with make-up.
lnstead, they should put in there...
two or three things to avoid
this kind of disgusting mess.
Use the other bathroom upstairs.
l'll clean up here.
What crap! Plus, they just ran away.
''My parents don't approve of this
kind of contact.''
To hell with all of you,
you and your families!
Yes?
Wrong number.
You made a mistake.
Sorry, but l helped myself to your things.
No problem.
l was too dirty for your table.
Don't worry about it.
Thank you. ls this apartment yours?
Of course not.
lt belongs to my parents.
l live in it, sort of...
More like vegetating in here... Have a seat.
We'll get to know one another.
What was your name?
Hussein.
Great. l'm Pourang.
Sit down.
Where are your parents?
ln the States. l was there, too.
But l got homesick.
Now l'm back and l feel like a foreigner.
They don't understand me...
They're different, they're bizarre.
ln the simplest discussion...
if l try to get my ideas across...
it's like walking into a wall.
What's worse...
everyone is twisted here.
All of you are twisted.
Why don't you eat?
And you?
l lost my appetite. l'd rather speak.
By the way, about the bathroom...
We both got it wrong.
l wish it was what l had thought.
At least there's some logic.
While now...
my head could explode...
What was it?
Nail polish. Red nail polish.
She did her nails in the bathroom!
l don't get it.
lt's disgusting. Know what that means?
They're unbearable.
You heard that joke?
- Do you have some water?
- Don't move.
l'll get it. l'm glad l found an ear.
So this guy gets married...
The guy realizes that his wife isn't a virgin.
He acts like nothing's wrong.
The wedding isn't spoiled.
But the next morning...
in the next room.
her ears are being pierced!
She's not being pierced in the right place!
ls a bathroom really a place to polish nails?
- Here.
- Thanks.
Are you listening, Hussein?
Yes.
You didn't laugh.
My mouth was full.
See something interesting out there?
l'm looking for my house.
l never saw the city from this height.
My house must be there.
You stopped listening. That's OK.
You really want to see the city?
Go upstairs, it's better.
Me, too. l was like you, the first time.
l thought that view was great.
My father spent 4 years fixing
up this apartment.
He lived in it 4 months, then he left.
That's what l mean
when l say that they're bizarre.
All these rooms... And only for two people.
lt's her. l just know it.
She calls, but she says nothing.
l can't believe it!
They call, but they say nothing.
- Eat.
- No, l'm not hungry.
l lost my appetite.
There, l'm sure that's her...
Say something!
Why won't you speak?
Why won't you speak?
Hello? l know it's you.
lf you won't talk, then hang up.
Why won't you speak?
Say something!
Speak to me.
Listen to me!
l beg you...
Stop calling me.
Or if you call me, speak! l know it's you.
Do you hear me?
Why are you doing this?
What's this game? l know it's you.
l know it.
Your pizzas are here.
l didn't even eat them.
Do you hear me?
Take a taxi and come over.
Do you want me to send you one?
Are you listening?
Sh*t! She hung up.
Can l smoke?
Yes. l'll smoke, too.
- What kind are those?
- 57.
No, too strong for me.
For me, too.
Do you want a lighter one?
No, that's all right.
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