Crimson Gold Page #3

Keep moving!

He should be more reliable.

l have to call out ten times before he reacts.

He's always off in his own world.

l spend my time

calling out his name and number.

l know. You're right.

His medication slows him down.

lt's not his fault.

The doctor wants him to get better.

Number 33! Hussein Emadeddin!

Hey, where's that order?

See? No answer. He doesn't come.

lf there's a problem, l'll take care of it.

You know, he's a diamond.

l know everybody likes him.

Even the boss likes him.

He was offered...

a job in the kitchen or on reserve

if he has problems on the bike.

He didn't want to.

Yeah, he's a little claustrophobic.

He can't handle being inside four walls.

He likes the motorbike. He feels free.

He's more at ease.

He says it clears his head.

ln fact, he never wears a helmet.

l'm always reminding him.

lf something happens to him...

he won't have a head to clear.

OK, OK.

Better if you talk to him. He's sensitive.

- OK. l'll tell him.

- Thank you.

Hey... See you later.

Here.

This is for Vozara.

After, drop this off to Alvand.

Bye.

Number 15.

- Yes?

- Mr. Chayeste? l have your order.

The eIevator is broken. 4th FIoor.

- 4th?

- Yes.

Can't you come down? l have my bike...

Your bike wiII be fine.

- Open up, then.

- Enter.

Hello, thanks. Sorry about the elevator.

- What do l owe you?

- 18,500.

Just a moment...

That's 19,000. Keep the change.

ls that you, Mr. Chayeste?

Yes, it's me.

l'm Hussein.

Hussein?

ln Chalamche. At the front line.

Chalamche... Hussein...

Of course, in communications.

You've really changed.

l didn't recognize you.

lt's the cortisone. l hardly recognize myself.

How you've changed!

You, too. You've changed...

You were a real saint.

l thought you had gone to Heaven.

Your bike's out front?

You'd better go. Here...

- No.

- l insist. lt's a pleasure.

l'll be in touch. But l have to go now.

Bye.

Wait!

Who do you want?

Mr. lzadi.

- Which floor?

- 3rd.

Sit over there.

Park your bike in the corner.

- l have a delivery.

- Wait over there. l'm coming.

Sergeant, must we wait long?

Until your daughter comes down.

- When?

- Don't know. She's your daughter.

l beg you... l'm a mother. This is unbearable.

l told you to wait in your car!

l'm sorry, it's the last time.

She won't do it again.

Please...

Sit in the car.

What about the delivery guy?

He's got nothing to do with the party.

What about me?

The chief told you. Park your bike.

l have pizzas to deliver.

Watch your tone. You're not in charge.

l've got a job to do.

Go ask the chief.

Excuse me, l have deliveries to make.

What should l do?

What were you told?

Chief, a car is coming!

Hide behind the trees.

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