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You smelly imperialist! Go back to where you came from.
Modesty is beauty and heavenly.
- Search their bags. - What the hell is wrong?
- Take them for a body search. - Leila! Why are you squirming so much?
You all right, little girl?
I have a really bad rash.
What?
You're free to go.
What did you bring us?
Victory!
Shireen, darling. Make peace with your daughter.
Okay.
The hospital called three times.
- Wake up! It's our turn. - What's happened?
You're getting a new heart.
What if we don't make it?
Maybe it's not my destiny.
Crazy traffic!
Hey, moron, it's a car, not a donkey. Move it!
Why is it so busy? Come on, go!
It's getting late.
Yah Imam Zaman! We need your help.
He came!
I told you he'd come.
Does she think we are cannibals?
Is she saying I'm a dog?
Find Vahid.
And when I wake up, I want to see all my children.
Both Vahid and Leila.
Oh, I love Persian soap operas.
Where's the popcorn?
Are you okay? They told me you were sick.
I feel good when you're here.
You're the only one who likes me.
- Shall I take you to the hospital? - Your mother doesn't want me there.
It's me she doesn't want there.
My mom is heartless.
You two can't fight forever.
You're a writer.
If you want to understand your mother, write about her.
I'm tired.
How's life?
How is Duncan?
We're not together anymore. We broke up like nine years ago.
You did good. You don't love him, leave him.
Mom wanted me to marry him.
Forget it. Have fun with someone new.
Just don't get carried away.
But if you must, put it in the back door, so you stay a virgin.
I let Grandpa do that before we got married.
You think we just stared across the room at each other?
Can we change the subject?
Spoiled! You're just like your mother.
You overreact just like her.
I'm nothing like my mother.
Do you know why your parents came to America?
Sure. It was 1967...
No, Leila. That's only one version.
Your parents were escaping.
Escaping a scandal.
A scandal!
Mom never mentioned a scandal.
They're here!
What a gorgeous dress you made me.
Look. I've gotten so many compliments.
Just take the money.
Don't mention it to your husband.
None of his business how you make money.
Happy Persian New Year!
I brought you a little gift. I hope you like it.
Why are you spying here?
Instead of helping me, you're doing this? Go back to the party.
What are you wearing?
Your omelet is ready.
You have to go to school today.
How's that?
The building is worth 200,000.
I bought it for 40,000 and that is what I'll sell it for.
Fine. How do you expect to pay your hospital bills?
We talked about this, Ali Reza.
The building is worth five times what you paid.
It is what it is.
We can take a loan.
We won't take any loans. We won't borrow from anyone.
There is a word for that.
Usury.
This isn't Iran. We live in America now.
Do you think God cares where we live?
There are not two right things to do.
And feeding our nine children?
And paying your medical bills? What does God have to say about that?
God is generous.
God help me.
You can do anything better than your brother.
Are you not going to cook dinner?
When is Leila getting married?
Good question.
- So when is Leila getting married? - A miracle must happen.
Who's this ugly guy?
What did he say?
He says, "I'm pregnant."
My God, men in this country get pregnant?
What did he say?
He said, "I'm a child of England."
Meaning "I'm pregnant."
Didn't I tell you "from the back door"?
The front?!
It's a girl?
Wow, you shaved.
You should've worn more makeup.
Turn it up.
Weren't you supposed to be taking care of Mamanjoon?
Thanks, love.
You still got it.
If film doesn't work out, I could open a restaurant.
In the West, you live to work.
You are your work.
What about joy?
You don't have a family to support yet.
So why work, work, work?
I work because I have ambitions.
Remember to live, amongst all those ambitions.
You'll be a mother soon.
So don't forget yourself.
So about that scandal you mentioned before...
why did my parents come to America?
Your mom was a lot like you when she was young.
She was brilliant.
The square root of 4356 is 66.
6TH GRADE MATH CONTEST
Back then, girls didn't have the same chance as boys.
You're so selfish.
So, what if I'm selfish? I want to finish seventh grade.
I don't want to get married.
When she married your father,
they moved to a remote village with no water or electricity.
Opposite of where she grew up.
When your brother Shivaz was born, I went to the village to help your mom.
Why are you washing all those clothes?
Leave it.
I'm fine.
You just had a baby, let me help you.
I said I'm fine.
I'll get Shivaz.
You don't have to suffer like this.
You're a new mom and need some rest.
It was two days' journey home.
Their village was so remote,
it was one day by donkey to the closest bus stop.
And then, of course, we had to wait for the bus.
Have some.
Thank you, my dear.
May you have a long life.
What brings you to our part of the country?
Well, my daughter is married to a doctor here.
Dr. Jamshidpour?
Yes. How did you know?
He is the only doctor for the entire region.
A great honor for your daughter. Is she the first or second wife?
What?
Are you the mother of the young bride or of the old nurse?
First or second wife?
We didn't give our daughter to your dad so he could betray us.
What was he trying to do, start a medieval harem?
You'd think since he's an educated doctor, it would be different.
Men will be men.
Even modern ones.
A scandal in the making.
What humiliation.
I can't believe it.
There is a time for poetry and a time for action.
Your grandfather's book would have to wait.
What's wrong?
Your grandfather and uncle did what any respectable family would do
when their daughter's husband has decided to live like an animal.
Come here.
What's going on? Why are you creating a scandal?
I hear you took a second wife.
You damn peasant.
Say goodbye to your life.
Stop it!
I came to America.
I left everything behind.
Everyone I knew, everything familiar.
My food, my family, my language.
So I could narrate my own story.
Control my own destiny.
Take care of my own life.
Not have the gossips rule my life.
Now I will tell my own story.
I wasn't going to be like my Aunt Mahdis.
Aunt Mahdis was divorced at 17.
According to the law, the custody went to the father.
She nearly went mad with grief.
Her brother, my father, tried to cheer her up.
He gave her a bicycle and taught her how to ride.
Once she learned, she never stopped.
Day and night, rain and sun, winter and summer.
Aunt Mahdis would be pedaling.
I am not going to ever ride a damn bicycle.
And I am not going to divorce this man.
I understand him better than even he knows.
Ours was a different story.
It would have a different ending.
I would make sure of that.
When a boy's father dies, something changes in his soul.
He has no male role model.
He doesn't know what kind of man he can become.
My husband's father died helping the sick.
After dying of yellow fever, his son became the man of the house.
His responsibility was to protect the books.
Books were valuable then and needed protection.
He protected the books, and the books protected him.
I'm not afraid.
When we married, I was 13 and he 22.
But inside, he was still a boy.
He had been to medical school, but I was his intellectual equal.
Googoosh is your age.
I've never been to a concert.
After we married, we were sent to a most remote village.
When we arrived, it was like they had never seen a doctor.
But they really knew how to cook.
In the village, I only made one friend.
- What's your name? - Roya.
Shireen, let me show you how to do injections.
I don't know how to.
That's why I'm going to teach you.
I've prepared this.
Make sure there's no air in it.
You take her arm like this. Ready?
Give it a try.
Okay.
First, you pull up her sleeve.
We never learned this stuff in medical school.
You'll learn.
If I kill someone?
I just graduated.
They think I'm a real doctor.
You are a real doctor.
Not only real, but a great doctor.
Thanks for encouraging me.
Do we have any sugar?
Could I borrow some sugar?
Of course, come in.
I love this song.
Googoosh is amazing.
We heard her in concert.
Lucky you.
Let's have a tea together.
My husband is waiting.
Just a quick tea.
Sugar?
Sweet, like your name.
Lucky you. We don't have a radio at home.
We're friends now.
Come listen to the radio, even if I'm not home.
Music is good for the baby.
Hopefully.
If you have any questions about pregnancy or birth control...
don't be embarrassed.
It'll stay between us.
- I wish I could continue my studies. - You still can.
No, it's too late.
I was 30 when I went back to school.
It wasn't late for me.
How old are you?
Thirty-six.
You're older than my mother.
You see?
It's never too late.
A small jug of milk and three eggs.
You're carrying high.
You'll have a girl.
Do you think so?
You won't believe how much Shivaz has changed.
It's amazing.
Hasn't Shivaz gotten so big?
Kids grow up fast, right?
I have to go.
I'll be back tonight.
Have you seen Roya lately?
I spit on her.
- Why? - You will shine pure.
Even if that bitch tries to drag you into dirt, she can't.
You're beautiful. You're pure.
Won't you come to bed?
I have to go.
I have a patient.
I promise, one day we will dance together.
I'm sorry. I promise to be stronger.
I'll make myself stronger.
Sweetie, don't be afraid. I'll be back for you.
I can't stay here anymore. Please take care of my son.
Be careful, it's a dangerous journey.
We can't turn back.
Hold on a little longer.
Help me, my baby's coming.
The baby is stuck.
Your hips are narrow.
I need you to push hard.
I need your help. Okay?
Push.
Push harder.
It's a girl.
Let me see her.
I'm sorry, she didn't survive.
My sweet, beautiful girl.
Arezoo. My love, your name will be Arezoo.
Shireen, darling, enough.
Give her to me.
Mahdis, take her for burial.
Our daughter had beautiful black hair.
I'm so sorry.
Forgive me.
Why should I?
For your son.
For Shivaz.
Enough.
I'll take you someplace far from here.
Far from gossip.
We'll go to America.
But I need your help.
What?
His name is Vahid.
Roya died in childbirth.
Never mention her name in my presence.
Do you understand?
Vahid needs a mother.
He won't take formula.
Have you no shame, to ask me this?
That's my daughter's milk.
This child is innocent.
He's suffering, have mercy.
I always wanted a daughter to talk to.
One day, many years from this day, I would give birth to her.
But when she grew up, something strange happened.
I couldn't talk anymore.
When we were together, I was silent.
I needed to be silent.
Silence was my strength.
It was me keeping control of my story.
A way of dealing with the sadness and not being touched by it.
Is she saying I became a cat?
Leila isn't coming?
She's running some errands for me. She'll come by later.
Okay.
Congratulations.
Congratulations on your wedding.
You look good, Vahid.
I'm better, Dad.
Get going to the bachelor party.
Shireen, darling, thank you.
It was a good thing.
He found someone who would love him.
Will you forgive me?
This is not a time for that.
I love you.
You've become so sentimental, like the Americans.
I have a lot of work.
Tomorrow is the wedding. See you later.
The ugly guy's here.
Who's the ugly guy?
Mr. Ugly is here.
- Shut up. - Shut up?
Shut up.
- Shut up. - Shut up.
Vahid, I'm proud of you.
Thanks for everything you did for me, Mom.
See you in a minute.
Imam Zaman, help.
Shut up. Shut up.
My love.