Arjang, a wealthy businessman, is having a bad day. After suffering a theft and a car accident in the same day, he must also try to deal with the greed of the wife he is trying to divorce. When he meets Afsaneh, a beautiful pickpocket, these two very different worlds collide and an incredible adventure begins.

A once thriving reception hall has been reduced to catering to the funeral business and the somber rituals of death. The owner, Soleimani, is a sour, lonely and unloved old man who treats his workers with contempt, inflicting small cruelties whenever possible. Embittered and seeing a psychologist, he decides he will close the business in twenty days, sending his staff, already fighting just to get by, into a state of fear and uncertainty. Like a close-knit family, the staff members endure their daily suffering together. These good-hearted people include an ostracized young widow trying to survive with her daughter; a chef with a paralyzed arm who has a demanding wife; and two young men, working but homeless, who must sleep in the company's truck. Despite Soleimani's indifference to their plight, the people on his staff have retained their hope and humanity. As the threat of closure nears, they work together to save the hall and at the same time attend to each others' emotional needs.

Khosrow and Alireza have a simple single life in Tehran. Someday, the carriage of the one year-old Parisa, which was abandoned at the downhill of a park, happens to stop in front of their house after passing a few blocks. They suppose that she is a foundling so they decide to take care of her. Eventually, the child's mother, Mehri, finds her daughter in their home...

Death of Yazdgerd, is a poetic and political work exploring the cruel and tragic dynamics of a class-based society. War is raging. King Yazdgerd's body is discovered in a run-down mill in the Iranian desert. Charged with murder, the miller, his wife and his sickly daughter must tell their story to the commanders to escape torture and death. Who killed the King? Was Yazdgerd indeed the revered God-King, or a puny, immoral man caught in the destructive whirlwind of his times?