hiː hˈændz ˌoʊvɚ hɪz ɹˈoʊbz tʊ ɐ smˈɔːl bˈɔɪ hˌuː hæd wˈɑːtʃt hˌɪm ˌoʊvɚ ðə kˈoːɹs ʌvðɪ ɛntˈaɪɚ fˈɪlm, pˈɑːsᵻbli ðɪ ˈoʊnli pˈɜːsən ɪnðə vˈɪlɪdʒ hˌuː hæd ɡˈɛst hɪz aɪdˈɛntᵻɾi ˈɔːl ɐlˈɔŋ, ænd ɡoʊz pˈiːsfəli wɪððə wˈɔːɹdən ænd ðə pəlˈiːs ˈɑːfɪsɚ bˈæk tə ðə pɹˈɪzən ɪn tɛɹˈɑːn.
He hands over his robes to a small boy who had watched him over the course of the entire film, possibly the only person in the village who had guessed his identity all along, and goes peacefully with the warden and the police officer back to the prison in Tehran.