Through the Olive Trees Page #3
- G
- Year:
- 1994
- 103 min
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Tahereh, were killed
- Tahereh's parents?
- Yes.
- And then?
- They all perished.
On the third day of mourning,
I went to the cemetery.
There were so many people there
that I wasn't able to see her.
On the 7th day of mourning,
I saw her at her parents' grave.
but her grandmother
asked me to pray for the dead.
Before I was able
to finish my prayer.
They had disappeared.
You haven't seen her since?
- Never?
- No.
Only once,
on the 40th day of mourning.
And what did you do?
On the 40th day, I went back
to the cemetery.
Her grandmother was there.
I said to myself
that these poor people
knew now that the world is cruel,
and that life is short,
that they wouldn't disappoint me.
If these people
perhaps all this
wouldn't have happened to them.
The earthquake may not have happened.
I thought
that the sighing in my heart
had destroyed all these houses.
Could I buy myself a house
just like that?
Besides, as my heart was heavy.
I wanted to relieve my sorrow
and pour it out on them.
I said to them:
"Now that nobody
has a house any more,
here we are all
on an equal footing.
I haven't got a house,
but neither have you!"
I see.
Since I was 11 years old
I had worked in other people's houses.
It was your trade?
My trade?
I worked with a mason.
What exactly did you do?
I laid bricks,
earth bricks or cement bricks.
I did that sort of work.
People have always said to me:
"No house, no woman."
Since I didn't have a house,
no one would give me a woman
to marry.
It takes time to build a house.
And you haven't seen her since?
I have.
Not this Thursday,
but the one before,
the day I saw you on the set.
And?
I asked
for her hand in marriage again.
I didn't want to see them again,
but I decided to go anyway.
Where?
To the cemetery. I saw them there.
Is he here again?
He never leaves us alone!
He won't leave us in peace!
- The key?
- Go on, I'm coming.
- Hello
- Are you well?
- Yes, thank God!
- Can I have your answer?
- The answer's no.
Apparently your granddaughter
is willing. So why not?
You want my answer?
Well, it's no!
What does that mean?
Try to think of me too!
Everyone says
she wants to get married
and you stubbornly keep on saying:
"The answer's no."
The answer's no!
Give me at least two reasons.
Explain it to me.
You're illiterate,
you've got no home!
The important thing is manners,
intelligence and understanding.
You may be kind and understanding,
but you need a house!
She chose me.
You're stopping us living together.
The answer's no.
You've got no house, you're illiterate,
you're empty-headed.
Mind your own business!
You won't have her!
Stop thinking about her!
Otherwise,
I'll make your life hell!
If her parents were still alive,
I'd at least have a little hope...
But with you, nothing!
If they were alive,
they wouldn't give her to you.
Even them!
Are you sure that's also the way
your granddaughter feels?
My answer's no!
Cut!
Wait a minute!
What are you doing there?
Run fast, come over here...
A little faster!
Come quickly over here.
Back here...
We're filming
Sound.
Camera.
Scene 7, shot 2, take 2
Action!
After I take Tahereh back,
can I go and fetch the one...
That...
Who?
After I take Tahereh back
can I go and fetch Poursadeghi?
- Who's Poursadeghi?
- The girl with green eyes.
Ask Tahereh, not me.
She's better for the part.
But I can't do anything
if she won't talk.
She doesn't listen,
she doesn't act...
It's obvious. He's the problem!
With Azim,
there wasn't any problem.
Let's avoid the problems.
- How?
- Do what you can.
- I'm not sure I'll be able to.
- Try anyway.
- All right.
Hossein, fetch my cigarettes
from the car.
- What?
- Fetch my cigarettes.
All right.
- Hello Bagheri.
- Hello.
- How are you?
- Very well, thanks.
I'm delighted.
That smells good.
What are you cooking up for us?
Mirza ghassemi.
The crew asked for it for dinner.
Bagheri?
Yes?
What was the dish
with the sharp taste?
That was torshi tareh.
How do you make that?
- Torshi Tareh?
- No. In fact...
- I'd rather you told me...
- What?
Isn't your wife jealous
of your cooking skills?
She used to be once, yes.
Now she isn't here any more.
- Really?
- Yes. She's dead.
She was killed in the earthquake.
God bless her.
- You're alone now?
- Alone, yes.
- Cigarette?
- No, I just had one.
Bagheri?
Yes...?
I mean, now...
you're not thinking
of finding a companion?
I don't want to remarry.
Why? You're all alone.
I lived with her for fifty years.
She gave me six children.
It wouldn't be right.
But your children
have left home now.
It would be nice for you
to have a companion.
My life's coming to an end...
You're joking,
you're in your prime!
A lot of women here have
lost their husbands,
and a lot of husbands,
their wives.
Maybe,
but I don't want to get married.
After fifty years with someone,
it's not right to remarry
for me at 60 or 65.
- Hossein!
- Yes?
- Bring me a clean dish!
- Right away.
Are you coming, Hossein?
We didn't look after our parents,
why should our children
look after us?
With their problems in Teheran.
Who do they do?
- They live in Teheran.
One works in an oil company,
Falate Gharreh.
Yes, I see...
He goes to the island of Lavan...
to the port of Guenaveh.
- That's a hot area.
- Hot?
Your other son who works
at the automobile association.
Does he have children?
Yes, three.
And your two sons who are here,
what do they do?
They're drivers.
One drives a truck and
the other works at the town hall.
How did it go?
She refuses to listen.
She said
we hired her for one day.
And that she has to review
for exams.
I said:
"No problem, bringyour book and study on the set."
Apparently, she doesn't want
to be with that boy.
She doesn't want to.
You have to change one or the other.
Either the girl or Hossein.
Hossein,
go and water those flowers!
- They've been parched for 2 days!
- You never said
- Who was it I told then?
- Mohammadi.
Mohammadi says that I asked you
and you tell me
I asked it Mohammadi.
What do I have to do?
I'd have done it
if you'd asked.
- You forgot.
- I didn't!
I was a bit crafty.
I told her to hurry up
and decide.
Or I'd go and fetch Poursadeghi.
She reacted immediately
and said:
"I'll see, come back tomorrow."
In any case, I think we have to
change either one or the other.
The girl could cause problems later.
We'll find a solution.
What you were saying, Bagheri?
Hossein, get up.
Hossein, that's enough.
Wake up!
It's late,
you've got to wake up.
Hello, ma'am.
- Hello.
- Hello to you.
Hossein, it is very late.
Wake up!
You got up late too.
We want some tea.
- Hossein didn't let me sleep.
- Why not?
He was raving:
"My white socks,where are my white socks?"
With the wind, I couldn't sleep.
I had to put the bed outside.
Go and make some tea.
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