Forushande Page #4

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Any news? What happened?

I don't know, nothing for now.

Let me take it, Kati.

Ali

- Yes?

- You got a screwdriver in your car?

This is enough stuff for a bride's dowry!

I thought it was just

a few bits and pieces.

- Maybe we should leave it...

- It's fine, I'll take responsibility for it

Alright, boys,

let's move those things over there.

Rana...

mumbling

These are people's belongings

What do you want me to do? It's been

3 days now. She keeps saying...

... "I'm coming today, I'll come tomorrow."

What if she shows up?

Well she should've kept her word then.

Never mind. Come on!

Guys, I can't carry anything heavy!

Mr?

Come on, let's eat.

Rana, dear!

Yes dear?

Honey... the charger.

I'll turn into words,

run through your ears...

I'll turn into thoughts,

stick in your head...

I'll be a Benz,

race under your feet...

I'll be poverty

in your purse...

I'll be a wolf,

raid your herd.

You two, go to the door and

bring over one of those boxes.

Hi guys

Are these your 206's car parts, Sir?

Put these in front of

the principal's office,

tell the librarian to come see me.

Put these in front of

the principal's office,

tell the librarian to come see me.

Very good guys, I want the poem

memorized for next time.

Okay.

Thank you.

Bye, Sir.

Bye.

- Bye, Sir!

- So, long.

Thanks Sir

Goodbye

- Sir, can I say something?

- What?

Sir, I was really pissed off the other day.

Which day?

The day that woman insulted you

in the Taxi.

Was it an insult?

You know, that she said,

she wants to sit in the front seat.

Sir, after you got out of the car,

I told them that you were my teacher.

And that we all love you so much.

Like, all the guys.

What was your first name again?

Amin..

Amin, you can be sure, some guy had

done something to her in a taxi before...

...to make her think

that way about everyone.

Don't worry about it, it's just

the first 100 years that are tough.

See you

Bye

See you

Bye

Okay

Of all the time...

I don't know what to do with her.

Who?

This woman

I called to ask when she'll

clear her stuff out.

She got angry, started threatening...

Over what?

"Why did you touch my personal things?

those were my private stuff...

... I'll sue you.."

Last night I was running around, saving

her stuff from the rain, up until morning.

Her problem's something else...

- Who Babak, the woman?

- Yeah.

When's she coming to get her stuff?

Says, whenever she finds a place.

Sadra darling, come here with me.

Hurry up.

Hurry up guys, the audience will

be in in five minutes.

Emad... Emad, they're coming here

again after the performance.

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