Septembers of Shiraz Page #3

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And why should the wealthy,

so crazy for the west

and Europe,

decide how the whole country

should dress, talk, live?"

What if we want our mullahs

to rule us and not that Saint?

Morteza told me

he's worshipped in Europe.

I know. Saint-Laurent?

Or something like that.

- Yves Saint-Laurent?

- Yes, that's him.

- He's not a Saint,

he's a designer.

That is his actual name.

- You see, khanoum?

You put me down

every chance you get.

- No, habibeh,

I'm not putting you down,

but you don't know

what you're talking about.

You're just repeating

some nonsense that you heard.

- Khanoum,

you're doing it again.

- Sorry.

Habibeh, you're entitled

to your feelings,

but what I ask of you

is that you don't forget

the friendship that we've shared

for so many years.

- No, khanoum, I don't forget.

But am I a friend to you,

as Mr. sofoyan is to you,

and amin?

You dine all together.

You go to the theatre.

But in 20 years,

I have not even shared table

with you.

- Get used to it.

If they don't say your name,

thank god.

If they do, say a prayer.

He knew his end was near.

- How did he know?

- He just did.

One develops a sense

for these things.

You can smell it

on your interrogator's breath.

You know when he's had enough

to deal with you.

- Your father gave it to me

when parviz was born.

He cut the stone himself.

- Okay,

when were you last wearing it?

- For parviz,

at the farewell party.

- You're going to be late

getting shirin to school.

- Habibeh, have you seen

my sapphire ring?

The one with the small diamonds

around the centre stone?

- I'm afraid not, khanoum.

- It was just here.

It did not walk out on its own.

- I'll keep an eye out for it.

- Thank you.

- Tell me about your brother,

Navid.

- I'm not really

all that close to him.

- Well, it may interest you

to know that he has a new job...

Smuggling vodka

into the country.

Well, if... in fact my brother

is involved

with smuggling vodka,

I have nothing to do with it.

- You know, I like you,

for some reason,

and I want to help you,

but I can't do it alone.

You have to help me.

You think

he'll get away with it?

You and your family

of libertines,

you think

you can protect each other?

- Perhaps there has been

some mistake.

- The mistake, brother,

is yours.

You seem to think

this is some kind of game.

- No, no, no.

- Then you will tell me

where I can find your brother.

- Look, brother,

i am a simple man. I...

My preoccupations are my work,

and my wife, my daughter--

- simple?

I suppose figuring out all

your bank accounts is simple.

I, for one,

had trouble following it all.

I'd say it takes

a pretty sophisticated mind

to carry out

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