The Last Step Page #4
- Year:
- 2012
- 88 min
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Action.
Why d'you think I can stop them hanging him?
Sorry, Cut!
What was the cut for?
I'm hearing a sound like a horse galloping
in lieutenant's dialogue.
A Horse? Do we have horses on the scene?
I Know that.
Maybe it's his fingers tapping on the table.
Lieutenant's fingers?
Didn't you say it would be a close up?
yes It is.
Well Mr. director, if it is a close up...
He shouldn't tap on the table.
He is acting, he should be in the mood.
Mood has nothing to do with fingers.
If it should be in the frame, tell me,
so I'll do something.
Or if he wants to tap, also tell me.
Sound?
On.
Camera?
On.
42. 1. 2
Action.
Why d'you think I can stop them hanging him?
Sorry, cut again!
Cut again! Why do you cut?
Do you want lieutenant's dialogue or not?
You fired your lighter on the word "hanging".
Once there is a recorder on the frame,
the you hear horse's noise...
Then you hear my lighter...
You must dub this film.
How do you know what I want to do with it?
Maybe I want to cut before the dialogue.
Well do it! It's a sound over the dialogue.
I know what I want to do with this scene.
If you knew you wouldn't ruin the latter film
and ruin my 40 years old reputation in cinema
It was my mistake to accept to work with you!
Where are you Hossein jan?
Give him your recorder,
let's see if he puts it into the frame!
Pirooz jan,
you know how he ruined me in that film.
Please gentlemen!
Let's go out have a fresh air.
I said I can't work with him.
You obliged me to have him.
Now it's not my concern,
you must do something about it.
There are many sound engineers, find one.
What a mess!
Is it always like that?
Almost.
What happened to Amin?
I don't think he's into acting anymore.
Why?
What did he do to him?
What was the name of the boy
you were talking about?
Why do you always ask this?
Just because.
Issa.
His name was Issa.
It was the end of holidays.
Granny's house in Tafresh.
I was packing to come back to Tehran.
The boy was unwell.
He was trembling of the cold.
I told him you'll die of the cold.
Go to your home.
He said he doesn't want to stay alive anymore
And I laughed out loud.
I broke his heart.
I looked again through the window,
and I saw he was still there.
Then I didn't dare to go back to the window.
A week later, when we came back to Tehran,
they said he is dead.
They buried him there.
In a cemetery in Tafresh.
These damn ledges.
They didn't turn out straight after all.
The left side is lower
about 5 or 6 millimeters.
...Still when I look at it...
Every time he looked at it, he'd become nervy
...His life was full of such details.
His life.
Khosrow's life, so empty, so banal.
And so ho-rri-ble.
Ho-rri-ble. Ho-rri-ble.
A being who all of his thoughts
was about straightness of buildings.
Ugly buildings.
Made for the zigzag taste of other people.
I never fell in love like Leili.
Or like a boy who had died for her.
I never dared.
My only masterpiece was making this house.
Which I made by my own feelings. Attentively.
With no bad-taste or hurry.
...except...
A big hurry...
Why did you make this step like this, Oosta?
Look engineer! Don't be nervy.
You go up these steps...
And you see this last one,
and because this is the last, wait a little.
You breathe a little...
Then what? You step a little higher.
What? Everyone should take their steps
just as you say?
Is it possible?
You ordered to build on every 15 centimeters.
Did I say you build this last step higher?
Well I'll rebuild them again if you're angry.
It took you a month to build it...
It was all.
And nothing else.
Except some of the childhood memories.
Like when with my sister, we sneaked into...
the Caf Naderi's yard from the back door...
Or when I bought cream patisserie for myself
from the shop next door...
And I felt like an adventurer...
I thought that it must be rainy in Tafresh.
And the stones of old cemetery
are wet of the rain.
His grave stone's writings are full of water
The letters on the ittle boy's grave stone...
...Become full of water and clean of dust.
For one moment he felt
he is seeing his name clearly.
Like he was standing right beside the grave.
"Issa's eternal tomb"
How much he wanted to be there.
How much he wanted not to be in this world.
What are you doing? Stop stop stop.
Hoy! Stop stop stop stop.
What are you doing?
You were dead If I didn't take you.
No I was aware. Ouch!
Oh you were?
Sorry looks like I bothered you.
No you were not.
Get up
Are you all right?
Yes, oh oh!
Are you Shahidi?
Yes.
Didn't you recognize me?
Hmmm...
Huh?
You hat is familiar.
you recognize my hat but not my big body?!
This is me Khodabandeh.
Your classmate. In Perfect Education school!
I broke your nose, remember?
Ouch!
What? It still aches?
Is it a good to play skates at your age?
Are you all right?
Yes yes.
I'll bring it. Where do you want to go?
My car's parked there.
We'll go on my bike.
...In a big city like this...
I can't hear you.
...In a big city like this... Wait!
Why do you skate in a big city like this?
You didn't do it before...
Now I do!
Huh?
Now I'm skating.
What's your job? Engineer? Doctor? Or what?
Engineer!
Eh? I thought you'd become a doctor. Heh!
So you are in building business?
Yes I am in building business.
Good job. Nowadays money is in this business.
What do you do?
Me, bro, I'm almost a doctor.
Yeah.
What's your job?
I'm in the office, and also in the company...
...Of medical instruments.
I'm arranging people's affairs.
I'm working with checks.
What do you mean?
I'm into cashing.
I cash people's checks by force!
Go this way... this one.
This one?
Here?
Yes this is it.
This?
Yes.
Awesome. Good car!
Your body still aches?
Yes.
these kind of car are no good. They are weak.
Yeah I can sell it for you if you want to.
Give me your pen.
This number...
Is my phone.
And If you couldn't reach me...
call this one.
This is my girl's husband's phone.
What's the matter with you?
You have a married girl, too?
Yeah bro, my grandchild goes to school.
Some days later... Ouch Ouch Ouch! Miserable!
Ignorant!
Stop! Stop it I said!
Stop!
Hello?
Hello... Leili?
You are not there?
Leili?
Well, I'm going to check a building.
I'm coming home a little late.
Or, maybe I stuck and don't come tonight.
Goodbye.
"Danger of death"
Hello sir, Hello!
How many years gone since
you visited Tafresh?
It's 20 years.
You used to come here for the new year,
for the summer vacations...
You are right!
You didn't come anymore...
Everyone has sold their houses,
or has died...
It has turned into a ghost town.
Where is the cemetery?
It's right here, Mr. engineer!
What kind of a Tafresh man you are
who don't know where the cemetery is!
I sent messages to Madam Nimtaj many times...
Said to her, Madam, don't sell this house,
this is your father's house, Keep it.
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