Lebassi Baraye Arossi

The Wedding Suit

Screenplay:
Abbas Kiarostami,

with the collaboration of Parviz Dava?

Directed by:

Abbas Kiarostami

"Army headquarters"!

Abbas Abad!

- You're just now getting here?

- Go serve the tea.

Hi.

It won't be ready by Thursday.

Time will be needed for

alterations and fittings.

But it's Saturday.

Did I say otherwise?

I only said it won't be ready.

We simply must have his suit

for Thursday.

- Is Mamad Reza here?

- He's gone out.

What's happening on Thursday, then?

It's his sister's wedding.

A happy occasion!

Drink! Your tea will get cold.

You should join us.

- Thanks very much.

- This is your place.

God willing.

But with so little help,

I don't have the time.

This looks like the suit

that he already has.

He chose it himself.

If it's what he likes,

I can't say no.

He must learn how

to make his own decisions...

to make his own way in life.

Eventually, he'll need to choose

his studies,

his craft....

he'll need to know

how to choose a wife,

what he wants from life...

for all of that he'll

need to be independent.

That's what I hope for...

so that's how I approach

bringing up my children.

Which pattern does he want?

- What is his name, again?

- Reza.

Mister Reza, choose.

Which style would you like?

I don't know.

There are plenty of styles.

Pick one that you will like.

Come show me which one.

That one?

That seems a bit much.

Take down the measurements!

Come on, take off your jacket.

Why bother with measurements if

you won't be able to finish in time.

You're going to a lot

of trouble for nothing.

We'll sort it out.

It must be ready by Thursday

since his sister must be married.

as they have joy!

It's only the first.

I can't wait for them

to come, one by one.

That shouldn't be too burdensome.

Oh yes, it should. As you must

well know if you have any kids.

Believe me. I do.

Wouldn't they be poorer all

the same if they had no kids?

That's true.

- Hi.

- Hello.

is good like that?

A little larger.

Make it 26.

Leave a large hem in the legs.

Okay.

He's shooting up

as fast as a rice stalk.

These kids kill me.

When did you have

the clothes he is wearing made?

It was at least a year ago and

he's already grown out of them.

Must have been two years.

That's hard to believe.

No. It was last year.

I am the one who orders

his clothes. I am his mother.

Why are you telling me two years?

I know what I'm saying.

The cotton batting that

I used for his outfit...

...it's been two years since

I've been able to find any.

Put your jacket back on, my boy.

Find a way to put

the extra fabric to use.

Don't worry.

Reza Hachemi.

Let's see...

today is Saturday.

Come in for fittings

on Sunday and Tuesday.

I will try to have it

finished by Thursday evening.

But we must have the

suit for Thursday morning.

Who holds a wedding

in the morning!

We're going

to Karaj in the morning.

He must take an exam

and return in the afternoon.

All right.

I'll try to get it done.

Thank you very much.

- He doesn't need a vest?

- If there's enough fabric...

No. There's just enough.

Is the fabric nice?

Yes.

What is it worth?

It's worth whatever you paid.

- I guess you paid about 60 tomans?

- 95. After countless negotiations.

That's about right.

Hossein!

Tell him to come out.

I need to talk to him.

- What?

- You coming to lunch?

I'll be right down.

Machdi!

Send in the lunch!

Yeah. Hurry up.

- Mamad is pumped up.

- What about?

He's back at it. He

asked me for a suit today.

I've told you a hundred

times not to give it to him.

He's a bully,

he'll tear you to pieces.

If I lent it to him before,

it's on account of you.

I really need it. Not him.

Besides... he'll tear it.

He said he really needed it.

That's bull. I'm careful.

I'll bring it back...

in good condition.

He said that in exchange,

he'd teach me karate.

You're kidding.

He doesn't know karate.

- He said he did.

- He made it up.

He's made up

some bull to scare you.

Why should I be scared?

He brags to you about karate

just to get the suit.

Besides, he doesn't need it.

Shh... he's coming.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Your friends ditch you?

- What friends?

- Yes, sir?

You haven't asked me

what happened to my eye?

There was a fight

at the karate club.

- What do you want to eat?

- An omelette.

He's making it up. You don't

go to the club for fights.

You'll see that he's not lying.

I know him better than you.

So... tell me where he goes.

He goes to classes.

His bag is always full of books.

Now way. He goes to karate.

- What'll it take to make you see?

- What?

- According to you, he goes to karate?

- Yeah.

I'll follow him after work.

- Which days does he go?

- He said every other day.

- Today?

- No. Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, everything will

be cleared up.

- You think he doesn't go to karate?

- No.

Then why do you avoid him

on the staircase?

Fighting's not my style. If it was,

would you lend me any suits?

- No.

- You're still going to lend it to me?

And you're telling

me about my problems!

The ones you've lent be before got

returned in one piece, didn't they?

Yeah.

Okay then. Well?

It's not your size anyway.

- You're saying it's his size?

- Yes.

But I am the same size.

You're bigger,

but not as strong as him.

So it's a crime

not to pick fights?

You'd lend me the suit

if I was a fighter?

- I never said I'd lend it to you.

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