Desert Dancer Page #4

Ya Hossein! Mir-Hossein!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Afshin! Afshin!

- Afshin!

- Ardi!

Ardi!

Hey! Hey!

Him.

I did nothing!

I'm sorry!

You want to know where your vote is, huh?

I'm sorry!

Here is your vote.

Get me their wallets.

"The Saba Art Center. "

Who is Afshin Ghaffarian?

Afshin Ghaffarian.

If Afshin Ghaffarian

does not make himself known,

we will go to Mashhad and find his family.

I'm Afshin.

So, you are an artist.

Beat him artistically.

Get him up.

Our Islamic Republic is a shining sun,

and you threw dust towards the sun.

But the dust

will now return to your eyes.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Stay here with these!

We will find you, Afshin Ghaffarian!

You are a dead man!

Elaheh.

What are you gonna do?

By tomorrow,

there will be checkpoints on every corner.

I don't know. Lie low.

For how long?

As long as it takes.

Afshin, if they know your name,

they will find you.

I know, Naser!

Hey.

You can't sleep, either, huh?

Oh, I, uh...

I haven't really been able to sleep

since the attack.

I keep getting these nightmares.

If their plan was to scare

the sh*t out of me, it worked.

Hey, Mona told me about the dance.

I'm really glad you did it.

Thanks.

And it's good you're acting again, too.

I don't want to go, Afshin.

To Paris.

I can't leave Mona, not now,

not while this is happening.

I love her.

You could go.

What?

Take my part in the play.

You're the director, Naser.

They'd never let me go instead of you.

No, I mean, you go as me.

My passport can be fixed.

Afshin, you can't stay here,

they'll kill you.

You're not thinking straight.

Look, I mean it, Afshin. Go.

And don't come back.

There's just no way.

You know, I can't.

Why, Afshin?

Why can't you go?

You're a beautiful dancer, you know that?

Don't ever give it up.

Don't let anyone stop you.

Not even me.

Go to Paris, Afshin.

For both of us.

You know, when I first

saw a piece of ballet,

I didn't understand it.

You know, I couldn't see how it worked.

Then a friend of mine

told me a line from a poem.

It was by Rumi.

"In your light, I learned how to love.

"In your beauty, I found poetry.

"You danced inside my heart,

where no one else can see you. "

Just go.

What was the name

of that play again?

Uh, The Tempest.

And you're sure this can work?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.

And I've already spoken to the other actors.

They're coming over tonight.

How come?

Rehearsal.

For what?

Afshin's taking Naser's place in Paris.

He's leaving.

I was just coming around

to get some stuff for the...

Stuff for the rally.

Ardi.

You know, I know you've got to go.

See you around, Afshin.

Hey.

You have your passport?

Yeah.

Your ticket.

While you're on this trip,

you are representing

The Islamic Republic of Iran.

You understand?

Of course. We all do.

Good.

Babysitters from the Ministry of Culture.

Don't mind them. Naser.

"Naser Javadi. "

Where are you going?

To Paris.

What is the purpose of your trip?

It's a theater festival

arranged by the university.

You're a drama student?

Yeah, I'm the student director.

What is your date of birth?

Uh, the 23rd of August, 1985.

Yeah. Okay.

Drink water, not a drop before.

Therefore, drink to me.

- Yes?

Yes, and then,

"They say there's five upon this isle,

"we are three of them. "

Servant-monster, drink to me.

The folly...

The folly of this island...

Afshin?

Afshin?

Mehdi?

Ah! It's you. What are you doing here?

I live here.

Why? I mean, what happened?

They shut down the Saba.

Life wasn't the same for me.

It was better for me to leave.

Besides, where did Nureyev go

when he fled Russia?

Yeah, Paris.

Exactly.

Mehdi,

I'm in a lot of trouble.

Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee.

Thy eyes are almost in thy head.

Where should they be set else?

He were a brave monster indeed,

if they were set in his tail.

My man-monster hath drowned his

tongue in sack.

For my part, the sea cannot drown me.

I swam, ere I could recover the shore,

five-and-thirty leagues.

Off and on.

By this light, thou shalt be my lieutenant,

monster, or my standard.

Your lieutenant, if you list.

He's no standard.

We'll not run...

Monster, I say speak.

My name is Afshin Ghaffarian.

I'm a citizen of Iran.

I'm a dancer,

and my government

won't let its people be free.

In my country, even dance is forbidden.

I want my rights.

I want my freedom.

Thou liest, most ignorant...

My name is Afshin Ghaffarian!

I'm...

Afshin, dance can be anything,

even raising your fist in the air

because you believe in something.

My name is Afshin Ghaffarian,

and I'm a...

I'm a dancer.

But my government

won't let its people be...

...free.

Hey!

Hey!

Please, please, please.

Shut it down.

You are dead.

Let's go.

In the morning, the early morning,

at 6:
00, in October,

11th of October,

I left Iran.

I get into the plane,

and I remember I saw the airport,

Tehran Airport.

The last time I was looking around,

and the plane, uh, started to go.

To take off.

I was take off from Tehran.

I was take off from Iran.

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