The first 200 lines.
- Hey. - Thanks.
Yeah.
Tequila sunrise. Non-alcoholic, unfortunately.
- Virgin? - Me?
I'm not telling you that.
Faraz, you will make sure that Tamar gets out of the club safely,
and then let things take their natural course.
Yulia, Mohammadi is coming.
Update Tamar.
If you do anything rash, we will be forced to respond in kind.
How lovely.
Sorry.
- Hello? - Mohammadi's early. Leave now.
I'm waiting for you outside.
Of course.
I'll leave now.
Fuck. I have to go.
My brother's in bad shape.
- Do you need a ride? - No, I'm fine. Thanks.
I've just... I've really gotta run.
You're a good listener.
I was feeling really alone before.
And now?
Much better. Text me?
Go ahead.
He saw me.
Faraz, he saw me. He's here. He... He didn't do anything.
We are taking care of it. Don't worry. Everything is fine.
So…
You decided to go back to work?
I wanted to check on something.
How'd you know we're doing a surprise inspection?
Did Ali tell you?
Yes.
He told me.
Listen, now that you're here,
go tell the General's kid his father's not going to make it.
Don't you have other people who can do that?
I do, but I'd rather you did it.
He's not coming.
The man has nine lives.
How did you really know to come here?
Just a hunch.
But if I told Hossein that, I'd probably get another lecture.
I couldn't be bothered.
Well, I better go talk to Peyman.
Did you see anything?
Here?
No. Nothing.
Okay?
Get a little closer to him.
Okay, wipe all of their surveillance.
What the fuck are you doing with my bag?
That racket you're holding is my father's.
That's personal equipment.
So I suggest you be careful.
Absolutely, you're right.
We're doing a security sweep of the club.
I just wanted to make sure everything was all right here.
Where's my father?
There's been a change of plans.
What change?
The General won't make it today.
You couldn't have told me that before I left the house?
Freeloader.
Pick up.
NAHID
Come on!
Just to inform you, Mohammadi never came.
Fuck.
What do we do?
For the two of you, the plans don't change.
You clear out.
PEYMAN
- Did I tell you she was a singer? - No, no.
She used to sing at home.
We couldn't stop her singing.
And the saddest songs you can imagine.
Especially when she had a fight with my dad.
Oh, my God.
I don't know what it is about Iranian women and sad songs.
- We just love sad songs. - I know.
Me and my mother couldn't sing at all.
Great. You're just in time.
- Hello, darling. - Hello.
Have you had anything to eat?
Not yet. Thank you.
Marjan, may I speak to you for a moment?
In private?
Faraz, come sit down.
Can't you see? We were just about to eat.
Anything you want to say to Marjan, you can say in front of me.
Please, Marjan, sit.
Don't be shy. If you two wanna talk about me, go ahead.
All I can say is how happy I am to see you looking and feeling so well.
- Thanks to you. - No, not just.
You also owe a great deal to the love and support of this man.
My husband is the great fortune of my life.
Mine was too.
I'm sure the loss must be unbearable.
Well, at first, I didn't believe he was gone.
Just didn't make sense.
At times, my grief was so overwhelming
that it actually made me sick.
And then, little by little…
It's not a question of the pain going away.
It just goes to another place.
And over time, you learn how to live with it.
Like a chronic illness.
Marjan.
May I speak to you for a moment?
Now. In the study.
Of course.
Really?
You people are monsters.
- I understand why you feel that way. - You have no limits.
- Is there anything out of bounds for you? - And Sepah?
What's out of bounds for you?
Shoot me if it makes you feel better.
But I'm just a little finger on a hand connected to an arm
that's commanded by an exceptional brain.
And that brain knows things about you.
What do you know? You know nothing.
There is nothing.
I've been serving this country my entire life.
I'm clean.
You just let a Mossad agent get away.
Not to mention recordings of everything you ever said about Mohammadi
within these walls.
A thousand years of service wouldn't save you from the gallows.
- And what about Nahid? - Keep Nahid out of this.
What kind of life can she expect here after they hang you?
The widow of a traitor.
I'm glad to see we understand each other.
Mohammadi and his lot are destroying our country.
You know it as well as I do.
We could just as easily be working together.
I'd rather die.
I'm sorry. I have to get back to the office.
It was such a lovely meal.
I'm so sorry about…
No, no. He's just worried…
Ali.
Peyman was there with a girl.
Okay.
- Did you see anything? - No.
Only Peyman. There was no girl.
The club's security says there was a girl here.
English-speaking.
Skinny. Big eyes.
Can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah.
Did you ask Peyman who she was?
I'm headed there now.
Did you get the go-ahead from Hossein?
Not yet.
All right. I'll be right there. Wait for me.
- Marjan? - I just left the Kamalis'.
I think I've bought us a couple of hours, but I'm not sure.
I don't know. I'm going to my office to shred papers.
- We have to evacuate immediately. - Marjan, hold on.
There's been a development.
Faraz Kamali touched the poisoned racket at the country club.
You might have told me that before I went in there.
It's not what we planned, but after what he saw today,
Kamali's poisoning is a good break for us.
What are you doing? Faraz!
Stop it!
What's this? You're burning up. Why do you have a fever?
- It's just a virus. - What virus?
You're tearing the room apart. Is that a virus too?
- What were you talking about? - I have to go, Nahid.
Forget it! You're not leaving.
I said I have to go!
You're going straight to bed.
Keep a man on him until you are evacuated,
in case he has some patriotic fantasy of going out in a blaze of glory.
I forgot my leather bag inside. It's in the bedroom.
Could you please get it?
I wanna stay here with Milad.
Peyman's on his way here. He texted me.
There was an opening, so I took it.
I asked him to give us a ride to a hospital.
It's a good thing. You'll get to see a doctor.
Tamar, we're burned. We can't show our faces here again.
If we leave here today, we won't have done anything.
We tried.
I mean, fuck, look at us.
Look at me.
I am looking at you.
But trying isn't good enough.
All right, let's move. I got your bag.
Come on.
Come on. What are you waiting for? Get in the car!
- Did you think I blew you off? - He's in pain.
I'm afraid he's got internal bleeding.
What's up, man?
Come on, I'll take you to a good hospital.
Trust me. I'll take you to a private clinic.
Don't worry. They won't ask any questions.
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