Under the Shadow
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2016
- 84 min
- $25,832
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1
Well?
Sir, I just want to come back
and finish my studies.
Being a doctor and serving society
has always been my main goal in life.
I don't want my future destroyed
because of one mistake.
So, do you admit it?
Admit what?
What you've done.
Well, I don't know the details of my case
but I guess the reason I can't return
is because I was politically active.
But sir, everyone was politically active
during the revolution.
I was young.
Naive.
I mean, I didn't even understand
the difference between left and right.
I was just passionate
like everyone else that age.
I was concerned about the country.
I wanted change.
I'm sure you understand.
If I ended up
in one of those radical left groups...
It was only because
I didn't know any better...
Every mistake has consequences.
I let you in so you could hear this
directly from my lips
and stop wasting your time
Let me tell you this frankly.
You cannot continue your studies.
Based on your history, there is not even
the slightest possibility
that you can ever return
to the university.
I suggest you find a new goal in life.
- Hello, Mrs. fakur.
- Hello, dear.
Sorry, I'm late.
I hope dorsa wasn't any trouble?
No trouble at all.
We had fun.
Dorsa! Mum!
- What happened?
- Mummy.
Oh, darling
it's okay.
It's okay. I understand.
That's the climate right now.
Don't let it change you.
To my daughter.
Congratulations
I'm proud of you.
Your loving mother.
Hello? Anyone home?
Dad, dad, dad, dad!
Hello, little one.
Where's mum?
She's in the bedroom.
She's grumpy.
Hello...
Hello...
What are you doing?
Those are my course books.
Give them away to someone
who wants them. Or Chuck them.
Go and play dorsa.
What happened?
Maybe things will get better
after the war.
There's no guarantee.
And this war seems to be never ending.
Well, you've tried your best.
It's out of your hands now.
Who knows? It's probably for the best.
Dorsa! Run!
Where are you going?
- There is no time, we have to go downstairs!
- We can't leave kimia behind.
Come on.
Hello.
Hello.
Thank you, doctor.
- Sorry for the trouble.
- Not at all.
Thank god, sounds like they've put
more defenses around Tehran.
is launching missiles now...
Leave her alone.
Dorsa, come here, sweetheart.
Who's this new boy?
Mr. ebrahimi's nephew. Apparently
he lost his parents in the abadan.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad?
What happened, sweetheart?
Did you have a bad dream?
It's okay.
No, dear, those things don't exist.
Next time you're scared,
remember that you're not on your own.
I gave you kimia to keep you company.
Good morning.
No toys at the breakfast table please.
Good morning.
The tape on the windows is coming off.
- What if the windows shatter in a blast...
- I'll re-tape them.
Did you have a nightmare last night?
She said she heard someone
walking in the house.
You're a bad sleeper
just like your mother.
Did you sleep okay last night?
Me?
Why do you think I'm sleepwalking again?
You would have noticed.
I was out cold.
Just because I did it once or twice
like six months ago,
doesn't mean it's a constant thing.
Plus this is not the first time dorsa has
had a nightmare and imagined things.
I'm just saying you're only a bad sleeper
when you're stressed.
What's that?
It's my...
Annual draft notice.
Why didn't you mention it sooner?
You've had other things on your mind.
I'm going to the ministry of health later
today to see where I'm stationed.
Might get somewhere safe
like last year...
If we're lucky...
Hey, doctor.
- A minute please...
- Hello.
- Hello... how is your family?
- Good, thank you.
How many times do I have to ask for
the garage door to be closed properly?
- Please remind your wife...
- What do you mean?
Let me show you.
The bolt has rusted.
- It takes force to put it in place...
- How do you know it was my wife?
It's not you or me.
I know Mr. fakur closes it properly.
And none of the women in the
building drive, apart from your wife.
Right. We'll remember
to close the door properly.
Have a good day.
Hello.
Hello.
They're sending me to elam.
That's in the middle of the fighting.
but it didn't work out.
I think you and dorsa
should go to my parents.
Why?
The rumors about Iraq using
missiles are probably true.
It's safer up north.
People are already leaving the city.
We're fine here.
You don't get a warning with missiles.
I'm not going to be
a burden to your parents.
You're not a burden.
Last time we went there
your sisters kept saying
"Tehran gets bombed
and we get the shrapnel."
We'll be fine in our own home.
I'm worried about dorsa.
What? Am I not capable
of looking after my own child now?
That's not what I'm saying.
All I'm saying is I won't be around.
At my parents', you can
at least have that support.
Ah, because you've been so supportive
until now...
That's unfair.
No, unfair is you swanking off
to play doctors and treating me like...
I'm incompetent.
Play doctors?
Being shipped off to war is not a game.
Are you showing off?
Do you want a medal?
I'm not going out of choice.
I'd lose my right to practice...
If you don't have the right
to practice, it's a catastrophe
but if I don't it's for the best.
Are you mad that I'm practicing?
No, I'm not mad about that...
Dorsa, how many times have I told you
to put your toys away after playing?
Is it my fault
you can't finish your studies?
Didn't you waste your time
on politics at university?
Am I wrong?
Have you forgotten that you kept calling
me spineless for sticking to my studies?
Like you never tried
to stop me studying.
When did I ever do that?
When the universities reopened
after the cultural revolution
who was it that told me studying could
wait, stay home and raise the child?
Do you have a problem
looking after your child?
Are you calling me a bad mother?
No. I'm saying don't blame your
shortcomings on me and our child.
Tell me, why do you want
to go back now, all of a sudden?
I didn't leave out of choice.
The cultural revolution happened.
That was four, five years ago.
The universities reopened after a year.
So?
You only want to go back now
because your mother died...
Becoming a doctor has
always been my dream!
No, shideh, it's your mother's dream.
Dead people can't dream.
I'll be scared without you here.
I'll be back before you know it!
Mum is going to take you to granny's.
Here's this month's rent
and what we owed from last month.
Give it to ebrahimi
when it's due to shut him up.
Mum...
Mum...
Mum...
Yes?
My bed is wet.
Get up.
You still have to wet yourself
at this age!
Aren't you going to school
next year?
Go to the bathroom,
take your clothes off.
Didn't I say go to the bathroom?
I'm scared to go alone...
Your toast.
Mummy?
Now that dad is not here...
Can I sleep next to you at night?
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