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Why do you hold yours in?

If something's troubling you,

it just stays in your lungs.

So there's nothing troubling your dad.

What's troubling you then?

Well.

You know...

...I was in prison.

- It's easy to feel troubled there.

- Were you in for long?

Quite some time.

Yes, quite some time.

It's fate.

But that's OK.

Now I've married a beautiful,

dark-eyed girl like you.

But my eyes aren't that pretty.

My dad used to call me 'foal eyes'.

No, c'mon!

You have the eyes of a gazelle.

But a foal's eyes

are prettier than a gazelle's.

- That's why he called me that.

- Ok.

I'll call you 'gazelle eyes', though.

But I'm not that pretty.

Here, take a look.

Are you pretty or ugly?

C'mon, there's nothing

to be ashamed of.

Look!

Do you have gazelle eyes

or foal eyes?

You see how beautiful you are?

Which one's a gazelle?

There, that one.

But she has eyes like a bird!

A gazelle's eyes aren't like that.

They're bigger.

Did you make this?

A cell mate of mine was making it

and I gave him a hand.

Yadigar. That was my friend's name.

My name was here too,

but it must have worn off.

What do you think?

Do you like it?

Yes, I do, but...

It's a bit crooked.

And your work's perfect, is it?

That's crooked too.

No chance!

You don't even know how to embroider.

- Do you?

- Of course I do.

- Shall I show you what I've made?

- Go on then.

Well, well, well!

A snow-white trousseau,

a red, red rose...

...a bride pretty as a rose.

So let's see what treasures there are

in our bride's trousseau.

That's a present

from my big brother.

My mum made these.

And these ones too.

My sister-in-law made these.

And my big sister did these ones.

Look, this one I made.

I did the embroidery.

Well!

What nimble fingers my wife has.

It's a bit crooked there, though.

But never mind, it's beautiful.

Who made this?

I did that one too.

Where did you learn

to make things like this?

My dad taught me. He's an embroiderer.

He does embroideries.

It's a little bit crooked but...

She's a beautiful woman.

And her eyes are like yours.

She isn't a woman.

She's Shahmaran.

C'mon, I know who Shahmaran is.

- Do you really?

- Of course.

Go on then, tell the story.

Let's see how well you know it.

For goodness sake!

Is it really the time for this?

Once upon a time, there lived a lad

with a heart of gold.

Pure as the driven snow he was.

He wouldn't even squash an ant.

But he had some nasty friends.

As everyone does.

One day, these friends suggest

going for a walk in the mountains.

Camsab, that's our lad, says OK.

So off they set.

They climb to the top of a mountain

and wander among the rocks.

Then all of a sudden...

...they push Camsab into a cave.

It's pitch black in that cave.

You can't see a thing.

Camsab looks around in despair

for a way out.

But there isn't one.

He has no idea

how he's going to get out.

But then he notices

in the corner of the cave...

...a tiny pinprick of light.

He begins digging at once.

He digs and digs in that corner.

He digs for so many hours

he wears himself out.

Finally he breaks through to a hollow.

And before him

he sees a magnificent throne.

He flops down on the throne

with exhaustion and falls asleep.

Hours go by,

he has no idea how many.

Then he wakes up

and sees before him...

...an amazingly beautiful woman.

The picture of dark-eyed beauty.

But then looking at her lower half,

Camsab sees a snake!

A snake woman!

She isn't a snake woman.

She's Shahmaran.

Well, whatever... Shahmaran.

So he looks at the woman.

He looks a little lower.

And oh my goodness, what does he see?

A snake!

He looks a bit lower...

...and has the fright of his life.

Because down there...

...in the snake-half of the woman...

...there are thousands of snakes

all in a slithering tangle together!

I thought you knew this story.

How come you're scared?

I'm not scared.

It's the most exciting part,

that's all.

Well, considering you've stitched

such a beautiful picture...

...you must know the rest of the story.

I do, but...

...you're better at telling it.

Now the snake woman realizes...

...how terrified Camsab is.

So she explains,

"This is an underground kingdom."

"And I," she says, "am the queen."

"We people of this kingdom,"

she says...

"...we know

all the secrets of the world."

"Now that you've stumbled upon us,"

she says, "you count as one of us."

"We won't harm you," she says.

Then they fall in love, get married

and live happily ever after.

There you go, that's the story.

Is that it?

Isn't there more?

That's all for today.

I'll tell you the rest another time.

You can't do that!

It's a sin.

God, now I'm done for!

Why is it a sin?

Some stories are enchanted.

Once you've started, you must finish.

Otherwise bad things will happen.

What does that mean?

Say I don't finish Shahmaran's story,

what will happen?

A snake might crawl into the bed.

That's the first time

I've heard anything like it.

It's true.

It happened in our village.

You mean if I don't finish the story...

...Shahmaran will get so angry

she'll send a snake into our bed?

Yes. It happened in our village.

Now listen.

Don't believe

old wives' tales like that.

Well?

So is the bride miffed at the groom

on the very first day?

No, I'm not miffed.

Just a bit scared.

Look, what would a snake be doing

in this spotless house?

Don't believe such nonsense.

Do you know how to play cat's cradle?

What? You mean have a game now?

Why would you know?

It's a girl's game.

Why not? Men are better it.

Let's play then and see.

But look, I have one condition.

Whoever loses has to do

exactly what the winner wants.

- OK?

- OK. You start.

Are you sure?

Let go.

- Shall I let go?

- Go on.

Well, I won. Now you have to do

everything I say.

Thanks.

C'mon!

Take your shoes off

and come and lie down here.

You must be exhausted.

- Shall I bring over the nuts and stuff?

- Nice idea, yes.

So... Where were we?

You said they live happily ever after,

but that's not how the ending goes!

Well...

Camsab and Shahmaran...

...love one another

more than life itself.

But there's something troubling Camsab.

And he can't talk about it.

He misses the land where he grew up,

the land of mountains, sea and sun.

Actually, Shahmaran knows this.

And one day, Camsab says to her...

"I miss the mountains, sea and sun

of my homeland. I want to go back."

And Shahmaran says...

"I was afraid of this."

"I knew you'd want to go some day."

"There's just one thing," she says.

You've learned all our secrets..."

"...including where we are.

You mustn't say a word to a soul."

So Shahmaran sends her beloved

on his way.

Camsab arrives back in his homeland

and takes up life in his village again.

Around the same time...

...the sultan of the land falls ill.

All the doctors in the land

put their heads together...

...they consult their tomes,

they do this and that.

But not one of them can decide on

either the illness or a cure.

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