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- Prisoner's name? - Vahid Jamali.
- Father's name? - Mohammad.
- Your Name? - Azita Shiravani.
- Relationship? - Spouse.
- His charge? - Theft.
- Where's he jailed? - Adelabad.
Take two tins of oil and two chickens.
- Your name? - Robabeh Asghari.
- Relationship with inmate? - Spouse.
- His charge? - Drugs.
- Where's he jailed? - Shirvan.
Take two chickens and two tins of oil.
- Relationship with the inmate? - Spouse.
- His charge? - Drugs.
- Is he your spouse? - Yes.
- His charge? - Drugs.
- What was his charge? - Armed robbery.
- His charge? - Drugs.
Drugs
Theft.
Drugs.
- Prisoner's name? - Reza Gholami.
- Father's Name? - Amir.
- His charge? - Drugs.
- Where's he jailed? - Mirvand.
Take a pack of rice.
I was at my father's place.
My husband took my son home to get ready.
He had a football class. It was around 10:30 or 11:00.
I was at my dad's place when they informed
us the police had raided our house.
I had no idea why.
I went home and told them I was his wife.
And my son was there and I wanted to go in.
They let me in.
My husband was locked in the back room.
They had buried him beneath blankets.
My son was sitting in a corner. I went to the kitchen.
I didn't know what was going on. I swear I didn't.
They beat me very hard.
I was slapped and kicked by every man who arrived.
- By who? The police? - Yes. The police.
They hit me. They beat me hard.
I was screaming.
I begged them to tell me what was wrong.
But they kept hitting me.
A policeman took me to the kitchen.
He told me to sit quietly or he'd hit me.
I kept quiet and sat.
They took me, my husband, and my son away.
They had dislocated his shoulder.
And given him electric shock.
They forced him to accept responsibility.
Confessed the drugs belonged to him.
Drugs were discovered inside the house?
Yes, they were.
He claimed it belonged to someone else?
It really was not my husband's.
It was my brother's memorial when they raided the house.
- How old is your son? - He's 14.
In there any hope?
I was 13 and Reza was 16 when we married.
I have four kids now. My son's name is Musa.
When Reza was jailed, I had to sell the house to get a lawyer.
I had no money left to rent a house.
I had to move into my husband's brother's place.
He is also married to my sister.
The thought of Reza in jail and how
he's to be saved is one concern.
The pain of living despondently in Omid's house is another.
It's a bother for us as well as my sister's family.
We're not having a life.
Each I visit him, the children ask me
when their father will be back.
I keep telling them soon.
They're unaware their father's sentenced to death.
Stop messing around. It's enough.
Musa has returned only two nights
since his father was jailed.
He refuses to stay home.
I keep giving him hope his father will be released.
It'll be much worse if he finds out
his dad's been sentenced to death.
I'm bound to lose control of him.
He's already boozing and doing wrong.
He carries knives. His behavior's getting...
on my nerves.
It drives me crazy.
I don't tell his dad. I feel sorry for his dad.
It is better he doesn't find out.
He doesn't know jail's taken Musa from him.
He's lost Musa.
Let her go, Musa. Leave them to play.
Don't do that! Let her go, Musa!
Stop it, Musa dear.
I've seen a finch. Shall we pick her tonight?
Where?
Dunno!
Anywhere. A shop.
Not inside the neighbourhood.
We'll take her to a corner.
It's broken?
No one knows how I feel.
My dad's jailed.
Our house is packed. I can't get any sleep.
I don't have a wish.
Just that God bring back my dad one more time.
I'll get back at them one day for making me suffer like hell.
I'm Omid.
I'm almost 35. I have three kids.
Two sons and a daughter. My wife's pregnant.
I had an easy life before Reza was jailed.
I had to move his family to live with us.
He has a teenage son.
He needs a father's presence before he goes to waste.
I moved them in to take care of them.
It's difficult but I don't have a choice.
She's my brother's wife as well as my wife's sister.
I can't leave them to themselves.
I can no longer attend football because of the trouble.
I used to play in second and third league. I can't anymore.
I need to work.
Driving, welding. At times, as a mason.
I've applied to work part time
in a car wash in the evenings.
Start the engine. Press the white knob.
Good. Turn it off.
Good!
They killed a man from another
tribe and blamed it on my father.
He was released after one and a half years.
I've been constantly in trouble with my dad ever since.
It was my brother-in-law's memorial.
Close relatives turn up without formal invitation.
They took advantage of the opportunity and
placed the drugs inside my brother's house
to set him up.
I inquired about the verdict.
I was told it'd be enforced if approved in Tehran.
They'll hang him.
While he's innocent.
Your kid's preschool age. You couldn't afford to enroll him.
He's a first grader now.
You're saying you don't have the patience.
You're too nervous to deal with his school work.
I just can't.
You're not letting the poor kid go to school this year.
Think about it a moment. Listen to me instead of mom.
Do you know why I'm fed up? Because we're too many here.
That's what I mean.
I understand how you feel.
We're overcrowded and tense. Why add to it?
Take my advice.
Omid's agreed. I'll abort it.
A pregnant lady requires care, Marziyeh.
It needs relaxed nerves.
I can't even afford its clothes.
It's not that I'm not careful. I'll get rid of it.
It's nothing but pain. I can't afford it.
Can I bring my three sisters' ID cards
as a pledge and take the pigeon?
The only thing I can do is not to sell
the pigeon until you prepare the money.
I have a hundred ID cards here as a pledge!
They give me kicks. I love their cooing.
It's fun.
Keep a pair at home and you'll get what I mean.
It's as pleasant as playing football. It's like sports.
You know how kids enjoy PE hours at school.
If only God had given me enough to
buy a house and keep my own pigeons!
Let go of me!
Give me the ID cards.
You are not taking any IDs with you.
Give them Back!
Let go, mom!
I won't let you have them.
- They are about to be torn. - Get your hands off!
You've ripped them, Musa.
Do you think these IDs are worthless just like you?
You're making life hell for everyone.
Go away, kids!
Go on!
Go sit somewhere.
Don't sit here, Ghazaleh.
This boy's giving me enough pain already.
Come out and quit being a pain. Quit it, son.
- We can't keep pigeons here. - Just one.
Hands off.
How am I supposed to afford it?
Borrow it.
Don't touch me. You've been drinking again.
Who'd ever drink in this hot weather?
A fool like you would.
Give it, mom.
Go to hell!
Get him, mom!
Will you give the money or not?
Let go of mom, Musa.
Go away.
Let me have the money, mom.
Get lost.
Don't come back.
Have fun in the streets.
Get out!
Don't worry.
I hit him twice with the pan. Blood gushed out of his head.
I need an appointment.
It's up to you.
I advise you to have it stitched.
It's up to you to decide.
Thank you.
I'm not going to do anything.
It'll be all right, son.
I'm warning you!
You dare touch the kids one more time!
I'll be on you like a ton of bricks!
This is how it is. I can't help it.
Why can't you help it? It's your duty to take care of the kids.
- It's not my duty, Omid. - It is!
They're just playful kids. Stop arguing with me.
I can't bear it anymore.
- What can't you bear? - I just can't!
I'm fed up!
No one understands what we're going through, Omid.
We're dealing with eight kids all day.
Alireza's 10 and he can't stand a moment at home.
We're losing control of our children, Omid. Don't you see?
- Want me to throw them out? - Do it!
Throw them out.
I've had enough. You think I'm a slave?
Why don't you go? I'll take care of them myself.
I'm not going anywhere. This is my home.
You go.
It was your fault to feel sorry for your brother's wife.
Saying she couldn't afford a house. I've turned into a slave.
The hell with you!
Stop groaning before I beat the hell out of you!
Fat mouth!
God's already beaten me! You may as well do it too.
You saw me beat blood out of Amir Mohammad.
That's not what a mother does. I'm fed up with kids.
I can't take it anymore. I just can't.
My kids are being beaten all the time.
So are mine.
Yours aren't.
- Don't you see Ghazal's leg? - I do.
Did I deny anything? But not as much as my children.
- Wasn't it Omid who did this? - Yes, it was.
Same way your son got a bleeding head. Look what Omid did.
Think of us a little. It wasn't our fault.
They had enmity with you. And our kids had to pay for it.
A curse them for not having mercy on these children!
- She cut my hand! - Leave her alone, Ghazal.
Come here. Stop it, Ghazaleh.
Quit being a nuisance.
A curse on them for doing this to you with four kids.
Spoiling my life too.
I can't take it anymore. Do something about it.
I've had enough.
Auntie Marziyeh told mom to drop
us at grandpa's before coming back.
We said we'd go to granny's.
Auntie Marziyeh told mom to go to hell.
I didn't do anything to Amir Mohammad.
He started it.
I knocked Zahra on the head. She clawed back at me twice.
I kicked her in the back on the head.
The kids are quarreling the whole time.
Marziyeh can't take it anymore.
She asked me to leave the kids with dad and return.
Hell I do that!
Ali and Allahu came by last night.
Marziyeh said she's had enough.
She asked me to find a house.
She's fed up. I don't blame her.
The kids have knocked the door down.
Rooms are left with no door.
They're such wild kids. They've pulled the door down.
I swear I don't know what to do.
I cried so much last night,
Jalal thought something had happened.
He asked what was wrong.
I told him I had a quarrel with Marziyeh.
She's telling me she's fed up.
I asked Jalal to suggest something.
I don't have any idea.
I decided to pay you a visit in the meantime.
Omid's family have had enough.
I swear they've had enough, Reza.
I considered moving in with your father.
It's not fair on the girl.
Allahu tells me to beat her like a dog.
Why should I? He'd never do it to his own children.
Musa is a pain on his own.
You know the basket where I keep our documents.
He snatched them to pay for pigeons.
As surety for pigeons.
No matter how hard Habib and Omid punish him,
I punish him too.
He threatened to do anything to afford the pigeons.
I'll see what to do tomorrow.
About Marziyeh, the kids and the loan.
I'll let you know.
Keep in touch. Need anything?
Bye.
Kiss dad goodbye.
Next Station: Beytol Moqadas.
- Your husband is away? - He doesn't live with us.
Sorry, I can't help you.
- You can't? - No.
It'd be a different case if your husband wasn't alive.
Don't you have a brother or a court-designated guardian?
No...
We don't have homes for a lady in your position.
I have a home available.
Five million deposit and around 500,000 tomans monthly rent.
No less than 500,000. Only for singles, that is.
Or a couple with maximum one kid.
You won't find any. Unless it's old and shaggy.
I'd make do with a room. An old one.
I'll have my assistant show you around.
- Can I take a look? - Yes.
- Does it have water? - Yes, it does.
- Bath? - No bath.
- The rooms are so dark. - That's how they are.
Two hundred thousand tomans monthly. One month in advance.
- I have four kids. - Poor dear!
I can't live here with four kids.
No, I don't recommend it either.
It's okay for an old lady like me.
You're young. They're all single here.
I'm out all day. I don't recommend it for you.
Is Musa with you?
No, it's okay.
I was just wondering if he was there.
Be a man!
I know how to swim.
They were wonderful pigeons. Smerle, Wood, Ice, and Velvet.
How are you going to afford it?
I need 450 to 500.
I have an idea. Borrow your uncle's motorbike.
I can't.
It'd be good if you could. I have the key.
For a cage full of doves.
Never mind if we couldn't carry it on the bike.
They are plenty left by
themselves on rooftops.
We'll steal them.
- Another cigarette? - Nope. It's enough.
Let's get some booze for the night. Beer or vodka?
We'll see once we've fixed the money.
I need to rent a place.
I'm in a single room with four kids. It's difficult.
The children keep quarreling. I want to change it.
- Do you have a guarantor? - No, I don't.
Why would I need that?
Sorry, but you need to provide one.
It's difficult for us and for Marziyeh.
A 10 million loan will do. I've already applied.
All I need is a guarantor. They must be an employer.
You don't know anyone?
I told you about it, Ali. The prison is providing a loan.
You know my situation.
I need to find a guarantor. An employer.
I need one to get a 10 million loan.
- Where did you get the money? - I had some.
- No, you didn't. - I said I had some.
Talk properly.
I told you I had money.
Why are you talking like that? Where were you all night?
Quit bugging me, mom.
- Where were you all night? - Over at my friend's.
Which friend?
We slept on the roof with his pigeons.
Don't you have a place of your own?
You mean this crowded hut?
- Why do you stay out at nights? - It's too crowded here.
- We don't have a choice, do we? - I had the money.
How? You don't have a job.
Tell me where you got the money.
It's none of your business!
Get out! I don't want you here.
Take these with you. How did you get these?
I told you I had some money, mom.
I don't need them.
Take them back. Go on!
Leave me in peace, mom.
- Stop pestering me! - Take them back.
Quit yelling at me!
You don't have a job. How did you pay for these?
Go away! Come and take these with you.
Don't leave them here, Musa.
Can I add cucumbers too?
God's great, darling.
She's fed up with my kids.
I'll leave them with you and see how long you'll put up.
Not long.
You can't tolerate them for a second.
I don't know where to go.
I'm stuck. I don't know what to do.
It's God's will. Trust Him.
Reza's being in jail made me miserable.
Leave them to the Quran.
They'll pay back for what they did.
God knows he wasn't a pusher. The hell with them!
I'm stuck, dad. Tell me what to do.
I swear on the Quran I can't. Am I lying?
I'm stuck with two addicted children.
May God take them away from me! They're killing me.
I can't come here because there's no room.
We're living in hell, darling. God knows we are.
There's no room here. I'm stuck.
He's in jail and has no idea how we are.
I'm dying to have a watermelon. But I can't afford one.
You destroyed me.
Why did you marry me off so young? I was a kid.
- I didn't have a choice. - I was only a kid.
I couldn't even afford a grave to bury myself in.
Marrying off a 13-year-old girl!
How did I know? I wasn't an Imam!
You were so proud of marrying off your daughter!
O God! Have mercy!
Have mercy on her and her kids.
Please make them change the verdict.
If he is hanged, it'll be the end of me.
I can't raise these kids on my own.
I'll marry off my daughters while they're young.
I probably won't be able to take care of them.
Girls are difficult to control nowadays.
I won't make it.
I may marry her off early, the same way they did to me.
Forced to do what I don't
desire. Marrying off my daughter.
Let's hope my husband's verdict is overruled.
If he is hanged, I'll join him with the kids.
No matter how. I'll join him with the kids.
Maybe I can't kill Musa.
But I'll kill myself and the other three.
I have it set in my mind. I'm relying on God for now.
My husband's innocent and they must reconsider the verdict.
He's stealing all the time.
I know him well.
Once is enough to get you in the habit.
I don't wish to get you worried. But he's done it once.
Morteza bailed him out. Not that I'll be happy to see Musa.
I just need to avoid him getting worse.
He puts me off with his behaviour.
But I have to put up with it.
I trust in God.
- They told me 5,000. - They come in pairs.
They're beautiful.
I want a yellow one.
- I'll take it for 25,000. - Thirty thousand fixed.
- Not 25? - Thirty.
- I'll take it. - Be my guest.
Give a discount and I'll take it.
I've come to like it.
I'm insisting because its trained.
Twenty-five, eh?
- Manoochehr! - What?
Last price?
- Can I knock off 5,000? - He said it's okay.
I need the 5,000 to pay my fare.
Stop being so stingy!
Hands off!
They're mating.
Go and get lost!
Sit somewhere else.
You have meat and eggs every day?
Not meat, but I have eggs once a day.
How much meat and fat do you eat weekly?
Two or three times a week.
Does your daily diet contain dairy?
No, it doesn't.
How many times a week do you have dairy?
- Four or five times. - Four or five per week.
It must be every day to filter your blood.
You seem to be on the 34th week of pregnancy.
But the fetus's head measures less in sonography.
As if it was 29th week.
In case of inadequate uterine
blood flow, the child must be removed.
Because of the higher chance of
staying alive outside the uterus.
It's an emergency case.
Early birth has its problems
but it's the sole option in case of high death risk.
Let's hope that's not the case.
Medicine can prove useful at times.
It'll become clear in advanced sonography.
It's urgent and I recommend it's done today.
You need to be relaxed. Because of the state of pregnancy.
Excessive hormone secretion may cause agitation,
making you sensitive and quick-tempered.
You can modify your diet yourself.
But you need psychological advice for your mental state.
We're not in a position to add another child.
It's not fair on us or the baby.
I aborted a child when I was four months pregnant.
I have faith it's a sin.
We paid for it two months later. My husband got into trouble.
It was wrong to abort a four-month baby.
I'm talking about the God of the universe.
Who's turning the earth.
Feeding all its inhabitants. The trees and every other creature.
They're receiving their share of food to survive.
You believe this God is unable to feed your child?
We have some odd thoughts at times.
We believe things improve with abortion.
But that's just our mind.
I swear I told him. I told him you wouldn't agree.
Do your homework.
Don't you fear failing your exams?
He doesn't listen to me.
Look at the mess he's made! He's a troublemaker.
Don't throw these out.
What's this junk he's collected here?
No wonder they don't admit him to school!
I've told him but he won't take it.
What do you mean he won't?
You shouldn't have thrown that pigeon away. He paid for it.
So what? Let them go. He shouldn't have paid.
I'm working like a dog in this heat just to afford our costs.
How dare he spend it on pigeons?
Hello? Hello?
It's me, Sa'eed. You okay?
I'm feeling bad. Sitting behind the graveyard.
Will you come?
You've been drinking?
I'll get you some lemon juice.
Where can I meet you? Graveyard?
I'll get some lemon juice and meet you there.
Sa'eed! I've got you some lemon juice.
Sa'eed!
Come on, Sa'eed.
The cops may come any moment.
Come on, Sa'eed.
Sa'eed!
Come on, Sa'eed!
Sa'eed, cops!
They're coming!
Get up, Sa'eed! The cops are here!
Your mom, Sa'eed!
Let him be.
Leave him alone, Shahram.
Leave him alone.
Shall we tell your parents, Sa'eed?
To take you to a doctor?
Sa'eed!
Stop blowing in my face, Musa.
Blow in his face, Musa.
Shut up, will you?
- Have some lemon juice. - What is it to you?
SHIRAZ ISLAMIC REVOLUTION COURTS
The verdict was overruled for deficiency in investigation
and assessing the purity of the drugs.
God's intent must be considered when issuing the verdict.
The authorities are determined to modify the law.
It's been approved by the Islamic Consultative Assembly.
It was presented to the Guardian Council last week.
There were certain disputes over it.
It's been referred back to the Assembly.
We hope the issue will resolve.
They've considered three kilos of ice and heroin.
There'll be no death sentence below three kilos.
In the new law that's to be
verified by the Guardian Council.
Things will be okay once the law's approved.
Thank you very much.
Let's hope for the best.
Thank God it was commuted.
Fortunately, yes.
We were informed an hour ago.
No, I'm not kidding.
I'm serious.
No more death sentence.
Hello, sir.
How are you?
You gave us good news some days ago, the sentence was commuted.
But now--
I'm Gholami. Your client's brother.
How do you do?
You gave us good news a few days ago.
His wife's made further inquiry.
She was told the sentence would be lowered to life imprisonment.
He might as well be hanged! What difference does it make?
How come it wasn't approved?
It won't be an ordinary life sentence.
No pardon, no parole.
We must wait till the hearing?
Hello.
Don't cry.
It'll be all right.
He was innocent... It's hard to get over it.
Don't cry, mom. It'll be all right.
Trust in God.
God is our witness.
He's merciful. He'll take care of it.
It's difficult on the family if they're left without a guardian.
It is difficult on the family.
But God knows we're innocent.
Poor kids!
May God help us.
Hopefully your dad will be pardoned by the time it grows.
Pray to God he gets pardoned.
Let's wish no one becomes disappointed, including us.
I need your miracle.
Just one more time to return my life.
Please, help me!
You say you'll behave when your dad comes.
Be good now.
These days will be over eventually.
We'll put behind the hard times. God is Great.
- You want to see dad? - Yes.
- You miss dad? - Yes.
- You love him? - Yes.
- Where is dad? - In jail.
- Where do you see him? - In jail.
- Behind what? - The glass.
As to the temporary release of Mr Reza Gholami,
accused of carrying and keeping 500 grams of heroin,
he has spent over two years in custody.
According to article 242 of the Criminal Justice Act,
the judge must decide on crimes
receiving death or life sentences.
Since his case has been left hanging,
it was decided to impose bail of 300 million in his case.
Due to additional complications in the procedure,
his case was submitted to the Supreme Court.
We're waiting for the Supreme Court
ruling before issuing the final verdict.
It was unbelievable! I was crying with joy.
I was so delighted I couldn't eat lunch.
I couldn't stop crying.
It was hard to believe.
When my sister returned, I hugged
her for 10 minutes, crying nonstop.
I couldn't believe it.
We had a hell of a time in two years.
Thank God he'll be out on Saturday to sort everything out.
It was the greatest wish I had for my sister.
We had a horrible time. Nobody understood how we felt.
I still can't believe Reza will be released.
I went through a lot of pain for my sister.
I'm so thankful to God.
He'll be out by the will of God.
We'll be with you for a month.
Until we find a house to rent.
Somewhere in this neighbourhood. We won't move anywhere far.
Anywhere but here!
So long as we have you off our nerves!
One month!
Give us another month. We'll do so after a month!
One month.
No, I'm out of patience.
I'll give Reza one week before I throw you all out!
The place was jam packed three days ago.
Samira and them, all were here.
I was about to burst into tears.
- Did you call my mom? - Yes.
Should've told them to go ahead. We'll catch a taxi.
Get changed.
Your uncle will be released.
He will come here.
Will you pray for him?
I begged for the title-deed.
Let's pray it will be acceptable!
I'll be shocked with delight.
I'm going crazy.
It'll be great for the kids.
I'm happy for Musa and the three girls, even more than for him.
Don't get upset if I say this.
Reza was suffering in jail but he had no idea about outside.
I'm not happy for him.
Hello.
Gholami's speaking.
Thank you.
The court doesn't accept the title-deed.
It's for a shop. It needs to be a house.
Hello? Hamed?
We need to come up with another 50 million.
It must be cash or in the form of property.
Do you know anyone who can offer a deed
or lend us 50 million for a month?
Is it property?
No, it mustn't be endowed.
It must be sealed.
Don't keep calling. I beg you not to!
Don't call me. I'm asking you not to.
I don't care what you say. Just don't call.
You have no idea what we're going through.
Let me have the phone.
They refuse to offer a deed.
Call me if you need anything. I'll personally see it's done.
Don't keep calling them. They're having a bad time.
They 're constantly fighting each other.
Call me in case you need anything.
There's a deed belonging to a distant relative.
He's not here but his wife is.
- Does she insist on coming? - I'm not certain.
You'll only get to know friends in bad times!
I beg for your help, God! Please get it over and done with.
Hello?
They're on their way.
They called me while I was on my way.
They said Morteza's gone to pick it up.
We're going to meet and go to Imamzadeh for pilgrimage.
All right.
Wait for them there. We're waiting too.
Okay.
They're here.
Step out!
How dare you swear at me? Hello!
- Daddy! - How are you?
Here's your dad.
I'm tired!
Not in the street!
We're off to Imamzadeh.
Daddy!
I brought you the rain!
You have a lucky presence, Reza.
May God help all the prisoners!
Place it on your nose.
- Put it on your forehead. - On my forehead.
- Your eyes. - My eyes.
- The other one. - Okay.
- Eyebrow. - Eyebrow.
- Your lips. - My lips.
- Nose. - My nose.
- Your hair. - Hair.
This side.
And all over your head!
Do you hear anything?
I called the landlord yesterday.
No, not him.
He's not called again.
That one up there.
I told him I found a house.
I said I wanted to move out.
I asked him to reimburse part of my deposit to pay the Realtor.
He needs it to prepare the new contract.
I'll settle the rest once the house is evicted.
You need to do something too.
Get a loan or borrow some from somebody.
I'm counting on the Prison Department to provide a loan.
God knows how long that'll take.
Borrow some to rent somewhere for the time being.
Go to the realtors, try the bank, ask a friend.
I've asked a number of people.
That's not enough. You have to follow it up.
I have to have some money first.
True. Ask your friends for some.
Two million from one, three million from another.
Enough to get a small place.
It's no use sitting doing nothing.
Thank God you're out to take matters into your own hands.
It's not my problem. I looked after your family for two years.
You're out now. Start taking matters into your own hands.
Find a small place to settle down.
Find a job.
I have to find a decent job for myself too.
I can't drive any longer. I'm worn out physically.
I don't know. Just do something fast.
I can't take it anymore.
Morning, noon, midnight! Debtors calling one after the other.
This isn't life, man. I'd rather die and find some peace.
I have no place to take my family.
I need a guarantor to borrow money.
No one lends me money.
I already have to pay back 2.5 million.
You have a scar on your nose.
Take these to the kitchen.
I might as well return the bail and go back to jail.
Musa hasn't turned up at school for two days.
He's telling us he is. I came to see how he's doing at school.
He's not doing well in his subjects.
This is his disciplinary and academic report.
Expelled from class once.
Expelled again from mathematics class.
He's bullied other students.
He's got poor results. He's missed doing homework.
He's been involved in fighting. He turns up late...
I've searched more than 10 roofs to find you here.
Should I waste my time looking everywhere for you?
Your mom's constantly crying.
You're giving her pain.
You should be more considerate.
I registered you at school again.
You need to make a commitment. You have to quit fighting.
You must apologize to those two. And start attending class.
I was released a few days ago.
I'm currently staying with my brother.
Thanks so much and sorry for the bother.
Your wife told us about your friend's house.
I wondered if you could fix it for us.
Someone's promised me some money.
I'll move out anytime he asks for his house.
I'll evict it.
God be with you!
Sorry to miss saying goodbye to the kids.
Glad you moved to your own home.
Forgive us for all the trouble.
- I'll call Omid. - Sure.
Forgive us and thank you for everything.
No problem.
Keep my money, mom.
Let's go.
Say goodbye to Omid on our behalf.
The kids too, once they're back from school.
- Say goodbye to auntie. - Bye.
- Be a good girl. - Bye.
What will we be doing in the future?
There's no future.
Reza's been out for 10 months. We're deeply concerned.
We can't get the bailing out of our minds.
Will they return the bail and sentence him to jail?
It's a deep concern.
We'll be greatly troubled by others if he returns to jail.
They'll take advantage in every sense.
They'll bother us.
We've already been through it.
No matter if it's a brother or a parent.
They all bother you.
Musa will be in trouble.
Constant punishment can't stop him from doing wrong.
Musa will end up in jail shortly after his dad's taken back.