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Once you find your Baba.
What?
I don't remember what happened after that
I'll have a word with Mama-jan and we'll sort it all out.
It's the only way, Mama-Jan. We have nothing left.
Well, let's hear it.
Where would you wear it, Parvana?
What do you want?
♪ Dance with delight ♪
I said come here. Now!
on his way to the mountain to face the Elephant King.
I need to find a way to see my Baba.
But it did not last.
I'm going back there, to the prison.
she told me of your kindness toward her.
We have to leave now before they block the roads.
Grroar!
and he promised his people to find the precious seeds.
Go to the prison on Wednesday.
I don't know.
My mother is a writer.
My name is Sulayman.
- You don't need to do this anymore. - What?
We were a pathway to everywhere,
Yawa i wont do it Leave me
But you have an older brother, don't you?
Be quiet, Parvana. She has enough to worry about.
Don't argue with me.
Each time there was bloodshed,
You can't have a story about a boy and not give him a name.
Maybe Parwana would like to read Something for us
I have to see my father! I have to see him!
What are you doing here?
I'm taking it to him, to the prison.
♪ Swing to the moon ♪
Nurullah Alizai, you must come with us.
Sorry, Uncle.
And it was a very old horse whose bones clattered together when it walked.
so you'd better go look for them.
I'm saving up too. Whatever money I can hide from my father, I keep.
When they took my father, he was one of them.
Shut up!
underneath all the dust of Kabul.
It doesn't work like that, Parvana.
- Who? - My father, Nurullah Alizai.
The boy was delighted with the mirror,
Salaam. It's handmade.
My name is Sulayman.
then a civil war.
He took the bag of seed from the center of the mountain
This is not nearly enough. We need better jobs.
I picked it up.
Stop when I tell you!
and I will do the milking instead.
Mama-jan has been through enough without you doing something so stupid.
A magic drum that beat so beautifully
And my sisters always fight each other.
Aaah!
Or an old man.
It won't work, Parvana.
- It's much too dangerous. - No, Mama-jan.
Get a move on, lazy kids.
Sulayman.
They are already dirty.
It is rain that makes the flowers grow,
Hey, stop!
And maybe I'll join you.
the old woman shared the lovely, warm milk with him.
He was such a good boy.
always uncertain.
Anything written! Anything read!
- Let's go! If you want to keep the baby, come with me! - Zaki!
Pashto and Dari.
Hah!
And it's mounting up to a nice little sum.
But he had a warm hat and a big coat.
I know you
Sulayman.
But we were at the edges of empires at war with each other,
♪ Dance with delight ♪
Why don't you eat, hmm?
and he thanked the horse for saving his life.