Persepolis

Passport, please.

Madam,

your ticket and your passport.

Marji, stop running!

Look! It's Nioucha over there!

Marji, you've really grown up!

Did you bring me a present?

How is Paris?

And the Eiffel Tower?

Welcome to Teheran.

You're here!

Your luggage.

No, it's me!

Come on! They're waiting for us.

I remember.

Back then,

I had a quiet life.

A little girl's life.

I used to love fries with ketchup

and Bruce Lee,

I was wearing Adidas shoes

and I had 2 obsessions:

to shave my legs and

to become the last prophetess.

If you put a pen under your tits

and it gets stuck then you're

in deep sh*t.

If we shake this one,

we can fill a box.

Calm down!

They let me see him last week.

He wasn't a pretty sight.

They told me that they would

release him. It's been 4 years.

Don't worry.

This regime won't last much longer.

There's going to be one heck of a row.

Mom! Marji hurt me!

The dragon's revenge is a

dish best eaten cold!

The dragon is gonna get some.

"I, Marjane, future prophetess,

have decided that:

"One, everybody must have

a good behavior.

"Two, everybody must

preach good words.

"Three, everybody must

do one good deed.

"Four, the poor must be able to

eat one fried chicken everyday.

"Five, no old woman will

suffer ever again."

Marji,

if it's gonna be like that,

I'll be your first disciple.

Really? Great!

How to be sure that

they won't suffer anymore?

It'll be forbidden.

I should have thought about it.

What's going on?

Death to the shah!

Death to the shah!

I knew it!

I knew it!

This is an historic moment!

He's finally gonna pay.

Yes, daughter.

Your father will be avenged.

The shah will meet his

buddies in Washington.

As for myself,

I think I love the shah.

He's been chosen by God.

Yes! Absolutely!

God himself told me.

The teacher too.

The shah wasn't chosen by God.

Lies!

Shh...

That's what they say.

I'll tell you how it happened.

Truth is that 50 years ago,

the shah's father, an officer,

wanted to overthrow the

Qadjar emperor.

I'll do like Ataturk!

I'll modernize the country.

I'll create a republic!

But the English heard about it.

Hello! Why do you want

to create a republic?

You could be emperor!

Me? Emperor?

Of course!

It's better than president.

You'll have full powers.

A country like yours

needs a strong man like you

to rule it.

Hmm... It's quite true.

And also... you know that

the clergy

is against the republic.

Between us, he's right.

What must I do?

Nothing. You give us the oil.

We'll take care of the rest.

Now, I am the king!

Everything that belong to you is mine.

He was an a**hole!

- Oh!

- Yes and no.

He was a dictator,

but he modernized Iran.

He loved his country,

unlike his son, his successor.

I am the king now!

I am the light of the Aryans!

I'll make this country

the most modern of all time!

Our people will shine again!

Yes, the shah's father

has been very hard.

He put your grandpa in prison.

But his son was ten times worse.

Grandpa has been in prison?

Yes! He was a member of

the royal family.

He was a Qadjar prince. The shah's

father took everything from him.

He went to prison because

he was a communist.

My grandpa was a Qadjar prince

and also a communist!

God damn it! You're still alive.

I was worried.

- They shot on people!

- It was hot.

We escaped but we got caught later.

Those sons of b*tches

took my films.

- We were at the police station.

- Marji was overexcited.

She was a pain in the neck with the

proletarians, the class struggle

and this bearded man,

"Che Guevero."

The guy who was killed

wasn't even 20 years old.

What is this country?

- It's one hell of a mess, daughter.

- Death to the shah!

Here it goes again!

Death to the shah!

Death to the shah!

Marji!

Go to bed now!

Death to the shah!

Death to the shah!

I understand your revolt.

We'll try to walk together

towards democracy.

We'll build the future together.

Siamak!

- They released you?

- Hello, Ebi.

It's Siamak!

He's back.

Hello, Tadji.

We're so happy to see you alive!

Come in!

Don't stay in front of the door.

But it's Marjane!

You've grown!

You were still a baby

when I was arrested.

And now you're a young lady.

Who is this guy?

My father. He was in prison.

He's a hero.

Those scientists knew the

human body very well.

They knew how to hit

where it hurts.

I've been lashed with

large electric wire cables.

My foot doesn't look

like a foot anymore.

There are nerves going straight

to the brain under the feet.

It's an indescribable pain.

Our torturers had been

trained by the CIA.

They were at the

forefront of torture.

What about Hamid?

What happened to him?

Hamid has been murdered.

As a member of the guerilla,

it was hell for him.

He has some cyanide with him.

But unfortunately,

he couldn't use it.

So he endured the worst tortures.

The one who loses will be

tortured to the death.

- Cool!

- What kind of torture?

He will be lashed with

the electric wire cable!

But first, he'll have to put

that in his mouth.

And chew three times.

Yeah!

Look, it's Ramine!

Farzad told me that his father was a

member of the shah's secret service.

His father killed a million of

people with his own hands!

A million!?

Absolutely.

We'll give Ramine a lesson

in their name.

Yeah! We'll gouge his eyes out!

Marjane!

What are you doing?

- Marji found some nails.

- We're gonna smash Ramine's face.

Would you like it if

I nailed you by the ears?

Go back home into your room

and stay there.

Marjane, what's happening to you?

It's not a behavior worthy

of a prophetess.

But God,

Ramine's father killed people!

Marjane, this poor Ramine

must not bear the burden

of his father's mistakes.

Bad guys will pay sooner or later.

Have faith in my justice.

Your duty is to forgive,

not to make justice.

Ramine?

What do you want?

Listen, your father is a murderer,

but it's not your fault.

I forgive you.

He killed communists,

and communists are the devil!

The country was euphoric

during the months following

the shah's departure.

Everybody had been a revolutionary

and had fought the shah.

The wine stain of our neighbour

had changed into a war wound.

Our teacher, admirer of the shah,

ordered us to tear off all the

pictures of the royal family.

Political meetings were increasing

and yesterday's enemies

had become heroes of the nation.

It's in this climate that, one night,

uncle Anouche appeared in my life.

Now, everything will be better.

Nothing will stop the people.

We'll finally have a free

and fair society.

Proletariat will rule

as Lenin predicted.

Uncle Anouche?

How long did you stay in prison?

Nine years.

Longer tha Laly's father?

How old are you?

Are you a communist?

Marji, let your uncle digest!

She wants to know everything.

It's a good thing to be curious.

Have you digested?

Go to bed!

But!

Put your pajamas on and I'll come.

Did you see?

They're preparing the elections.

People will want

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