A Film by Murat Seker
Sidewalks are silent, They do not tell.
We tell how we tread on them.
That we bought bread And ate it at dawn.
That we drank, that we loved, And that we were loved.
If we were to tell our story
Time's mind would go blank. The seas would go dry
Before getting to the craziest stuff, We look at each other and...
Alright, children.
If you were an animal, which animal would you be?
You, Gokhan. - A bear.
- Hikmet! - I'd be a bird, teacher.
You're a bird.
- Necmi. - A jackal.
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
Why a jackal?
They're kinda stuck in between. I like their style.
Okay, sit down.
- Fatma. - A water snake.
Servet! My love!
Servet, how about you?
If I were a monkey, I would want to be a cat.
If I were a giraffe, I would want to be an elephant. So, teacher...
Wanting to be an animal when you're not an animal...
it's silly.
Fatma!
The topic of today's therapy session is dumping the past.
I'll dump your past.
She'll hump our past?
Yes, Mr. Servet. Let's start with you.
Go ahead, teacher. Dump my past.
Boys, who broke the window? Hikmet, was it you?
Oh, teacher, no! Gokhan did it!
- Why did you do it? - Necmi told me to!
- Why did you tell him that? - Served told me to break the window.
Why did you tell him that?
Let me explain, teacher. It's not like that.
Stop! Don't hit him! Hit me! Can't you see, his hands are all red!
Here, I hit you. Sit down.
- Teacher, don't hit her! Hit me! - I will.
Long story short, because of Servet, our lives were fu...
Dear God...
Dumped, teacher.
Seriously, who broke the window? What was it all about?
Doctor, it's a completely different story.
I need to buy a sketchbook for Fatma.
Poor girl! They have no money, they can't buy it.
- No! - Don't say that.
If that window was broken...
...they would ask the students to collect the money to repair it.
If we collect 50 liras and repair the window for 30...
...with the remaining 20, we can buy Fatma a sketchbook...
...and cheese sandwiches and sodas for ourselves.
- Soda? - Sure!
Fatma!
Doctor, because of this idiot right here...
...we got messed up at an early age.
We became animals! - Hey. That's not true.
I was trying to get us to stop being like animals.
- Yeah, tell me about it. - The system made us wild, teacher.
It made us wild and turned us into animals.
Metin, you're not from our neighborhood.
The ones who lose buy the soda.
Are we supposed to be intimidated? Burak here will play with us.
Metin, you're a total jerk!
You've brought an adult just to win some damn soda.
- Come on, man! - Shut up!
Get off!
Doctor, those were hard times.
Cheese sandwich, soda...
We rarely had the chance to have any.
If we could, it would be so nice...
Alright, gentlemen.
We went all the way back to your childhood.
This therapy session was unsuccessful for me...
...but meeting you was a unique experience in my career.
Teacher, I'd like to apologize to you, on behalf of all my friends.
We should have had more enthusiasm. But this is who we are.
Teacher, if we... I mean...
Suppose we're like the animals in Noah's Ark.
Like something from National Geographic.
Gentlemen.
Doing evil requires planning, while doing good doesn't.
Don't fill your minds with schemes, but with goodness.
- What are you doing? - My butt had something to say.
Play it cool, dude. It's because of the beans.
Now, we'll hold hands.
What goes around comes around.
Evil is good for no one. What goes around comes around.
What goes around comes around.
Hikmet!
Dude, Hikmet. Hikmet? What happened?
He got caught up in the ritual again.
And here I thought they were going to surprise us.
Expired. This milk is expired!
Time goes by, auntie.
Don't you worry about this. Go home now.
Open and drink it with your husband. Don't lose time.
Come on, my dear auntie. - That is so rude!
How can you speak to me like this?
I'm telling you, this milk is expired. Do you hear me?
- Then don't buy it! - "Don't buy it"?
I'll file a complaint at the city hall right away.
You should be ashamed! I'm old enough to be your mother!
Oh, exaggerate! Please exaggerate! Exaggerate away! Go ahead!
I am exaggerating!
Auntie, what are you up to? Why are you getting on my nerves?
What happened? Your pension wasn't paid?
Shame on you! Shame on you! Nasty man! Nasty!
I'm going now! I swear, I'm going now!
You should be ashamed! I'm old enough to be your mother!
How dare you! You wait and see. Wait and see.
Alright! Alright! Let's break them all!
Let's break them! Come on! Do you feel better now?
Are you happy? Let's break them all!
Here, let's break this one too! Here, here. Come on!
Let's break them all! Look at that lunatic!
Your husband must have died because of you!
Lunatic!
Firat! Firat! Bring me the mop! We have some spilled milk here.
Sir, the statistics are clear.
We couldn't reach our profit target this year.
We're very far from marginal utility.
According to our payment schedule...
...we will not able to make your payment next month.
You moron! To hell with your marginal utility!
You owe me 100,000 liras. It was due last month.
I want my money.
We want it too. About the payment... As a company...
We want to make a payment real bad, but we can't.
Our checks keep bouncing around like rubber balls.
Rubber balls? Really? Come here.
Let's go for a walk.
Let your brain get some oxygen. Come. You'll get some fresh air.
This has nothing to do with my brain. It's all about the money. Sir!
What's up, bro? You're taking a milk bath?
Yeah, I'm taking a milk bath.
We have no bathtub here, so I poured the milk right on the floor.
I'm taking the bath right here, for God's sake!
What are you doing here anyway? - Clean society, clean future.
- Recep, where are we going? - To see your mom.
- Excuse me? - Shut it!
Where is Mr. Unal? - He passed away.
- Excuse me? - Heart failure.
Mr. Unal, we are going forward with the foreclosure.
Please don't make this difficult. Come on, guys.
What's this all about?
We haven't paid our taxes for a few months.
Why not?
We have a 100,000-dollar deficit, that's why.
Why is there a deficit, Servet? Where is the money?
- I spent it. - You spent it?
What do you mean? - Did you really spend it?
I had to. Actually, my wife Fatma spent it.
Everybody in Nisantasi will be talking about me.
I'll buy 1000-dollar shoes. No, not 1000, 3000-dollar shoes!
No! Not 3000, 5000-dollar shoes!
That bitch Aynur will go green with envy!
Servet! - Fatma.
- Come here, my love. - Whoa!
I'll show you real therapy!
Why you...
I said: "My lovely wife, we shouldn't spend this money."
She said: "Let's spend it, what the hell."
I said "I can't replace it". She said "you can".
"I can't." "You can." And then, I couldn't.
Servet! God damn you!
Mr. Unal. Mr. Unal. Hey. Mr. Unal. You're dying.
Stay positive! Take deep breaths!
Mr. Unal! Mr. Unal! Mr. Unal!
When he passed away, I was saddled with all his troubles.
All I do is repair windows. You call me, I repair your window.
That's who I am. - I don't care about windows, idiot.
If you're there, the debt is yours.
Why is that? And why the foul language?
"Idiot"? Please don't...
Dude, did you buy weed again? I thought you quit.
I don't smoke. I don't smoke.
I eat parsley day and night.
I eat so much parsley that I feel like I'm turning into a vegetable garden.
- Where are you coming from, dude? - From the psychologist.
Remember the symposium? I attended that.
I have just left. I'm in turbulence. I'm truly messed up.
Here's what I have to say:
Substance abuse ends with awareness.
Now, I'm aware of everything, even the awareness.
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
- Mr. Necmi, are you okay? - I'm fine.
Ms. Pinar, are you aware that I'm being ridiculed here?
I'm aware, Necmi. Are you aware that you're on probation?
- I'm aware, Ms. Pinar. - Go on then.
Okay.
Mr. Necmi, why didn't you mute it?
Ms. Pinar, Del Piero is calling. He's so sensitive. I have to take this.
He's a secret addict. One of us.
What's up, Del Piero?
What? You fell in love? Are you crazy, dude?
Where are you?
Okay, okay. Hang up. I'm coming, idiot.
Why are you here then?
I thought I'd take you with me. Come on.
Let's call Servet, he should come as well.
Okay.
I just happened to be in that store.
How can I possibly be responsible for this debt?
Besides, why are we walking like we're postmen?
My cholesterol levels are high. Doctors recommended I should walk.
Is it a bad thing to take care of our health?
Not at all.
You shouldn't eat before going to bed. That's not good.
Just don't eat after 8pm.
Shut it! Moron. You have one month.
Find and bring my money, Servet. Come on.
Look, here is the money. Money, money, money. Come and get it.
That's your money. That's your money.
What, dude?
Del Piero is in love?
Oh, how great! Life is beautiful!
We have tons of problems, and he's talking about this?
Look at his swag! He can only pose around us.
- What happened? - He hung up.
You know what? He'll get us into trouble again.
I smell a rat. I'm just saying.
Don't say that. Maybe he's busy.
Dude, tell us already. We've been walking for too long.
How much further do we have to go?
I was waiting for Servet, so I wouldn't have to tell it twice.
Come on then, let's sit over there. Come on.
Dear God!
Easy, Meatball! Were you born premature?
Monday morning, I woke up. The weather was so nice.
I wanted to take the ferry to Eminonu. I felt like wandering the streets.
I thought maybe I'd get some air.
I went to the port. All sorts of vendors were there.
Selling all kinds of stuff. Bread and butter is all they care about.
Life goes on.
Dude, cut it short.
Anyway, bro. I had bought a bagel, and I bought tea as well.
I went to the upper deck and sat in a corner.
Some guys next to me were playing my favorite song.
I started looking out over the Bosphorus.
Here.
We're like birds.
We never look back once we get what we want.
But is there anything better than sharing in this life?
I'm not bothering you, right?
Let me introduce myself. I'm Hikmet. I live in Fikirtepe.
They call me "Del Piero" in the neighborhood. You can ask anyone.
You?
Del Piero? Hajji Hikmet?
You saw this girl. You went up to her. You met her, got close to her.
Oh, boy! What a story! What happened next?
What's your name, by the way?
So, we're playing charades? Native language. Foreign language.
I cannot understand.
Write it down.
Oh, God.
Okay, I got it. Well...
Mihriban.
I see. But you can hear, right?
I'm pleased to meet you.
Everything happens for a reason, Mihriban.
Fellas, you see, the girl is as quiet as a mouse.
She's like an angel.
Brother, don't get me wrong, but you're not a bright guy to begin with.
How did you manage to communicate?
Through the heart, my dear Meatball. Through the heart. All in good time.
This is not a problem.
Guys, I want a serious relationship with Mihriban.
And I want a serious relationship with parsley.
- Is she a babe? - She's a bit younger than me.
She's a babe!
I'm in love, man!
It's great that we came here. There's plenty of oxygen. I feel better.
Look, it's Max! Max, Max.
You know Max? From TV.
We'd love to see that. - Come here!
Nice.
Crowded.
So much.
So much!
Well...
Is it okay if we don't put sugar on it? I swore off it.
Okay, you can put some on your side. I'll take two pieces for myself.
I love you so much as well.
I love... So much...
Yes, sugar.
Oh, no! Sorry, I don't know why I did that.
I got so excited when you laid your head on my shoulder. I had goosebumps.
I'm not used to these things, Mihriban.
I haven't had many girlfriends.
When I say "many", I mean, I have never had a girlfriend.
People used to talk about love.
Now, I know what love is.
Are we going to kiss now?
I can't, not before we get married.
I'm from a conservative family.
There is a time and place for everything.
I made a promise to my mother. I made a vow.
I swore that I wouldn't be with any girl before marriage.
Why did you get angry? I couldn't understand anything.
You were so fast with the gestures. I made a promise, Mihriban.
You know what?
We just had our first fight.
Okay, you may kiss me. You didn't take a vow.
But on the cheek.
Shall we leave? I need to take an ablution.
Thanks a lot.
Some people are born to be great. Some are born to be small.
If you're not born to be great, you always stay small. Always.
You're all grown up and you're asking a girl to marry you, Del Piero!
Are you excited?
No, but I feel uncomfortable. Huseyin, what are you doing?
You really need to stop doing this.
What can I do? It comes with the territory. I didn't notice it.
Well, consider this a notification.
- Isn't Necmi here? - What do you mean?
I thought you were together. - We were.
I sent him to buy flowers, and I told him to meet me here.
God knows where he is right now! We'll be late!
Come on, dude, hurry up.
- Okay, relax. - Ma'am. Ma'am!
What are you, the queen of the world?
It's so pretty. Ma'am, what's the name of this flower?
Orchid.
Interesting. Does it have a trip?
- Right here. - Thank you so much.
But I didn't say "tip", ma'am.
I mean, does it have a good effect?
It's a desired flower, sir.
Say, we're going to ask for a girl's hand. And we bought this flower.
Is it okay? Would it work?
If you want it to work, we'll make it work.
Miss, please don't get into ridiculous arguments with me.
I'm here to buy flowers, but you just can't sell them to me.
That's the problem! - Sir, it's been half an hour.
I showed you every single flower in the shop.
I don't know what else I can do.
Fine! I'll make myself clear, blondie. Listen carefully.
Let's say you are a girl. Some fool is going to ask you to marry him!
That fool brings this flower! Orchid.
Would you like it or not? Tell me.
Let me think. I'm a girl, and you're a douchebag.
And I won't share my opinion, okay? - Okay. Take your damn flower!
I'm not buying anything from you. And the customer is always right!
Dear God!
I don't understand why we had to go.
Don't talk nonsense. One for all, all for one.
He's my brother, my friend.
Your brother! We've seen enough trouble thanks to your brothers.
Fatma, cut it! Come on, we're already late.
You're late! Come on, man. Where have you been?
- You look gorgeous, Fatma. - Shut up, idiot!
- Come on, bro, come on. - Come on.
Bro, isn't this a little too much?
- You look so pretty. - Where the hell is Necmi?
I got the flowers.
- The flowers? - Yeah, the flowers.
- What's that, dude? - The flowers.
God damn you. That's a tree!
Dude, I had to deal with this mentally incapacitated woman at the florist.
Come on, let's go.
Come on, go on!
Yeah! Douchebags!
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
Thank you.
Sorry about that.
Easy, boy.
He got excited.
Anyway. These young people have spoken and made a decision.
Huseyin, are you kidding me? The girl cannot speak.
These young people have somehow found a way to communicate.
You don't need to talk to communicate, right, Mrs. Cemile? You know.
Eyes are a mirror to the heart. They know no lies.
Screw your lies, Huseyin.
You're right, Mr. Huseyin. After my husband passed away...
...me and my daughter, we kept the pot boiling somehow.
We don't care about money. All I want is my daughter's happiness.
Of course. Great haste makes great waste.
Huseyin, I think this conversation has got you a bit bored.
You keep getting lost. Let's get some air if you want.
Gokhan, you say something. What's wrong with Huseyin?
He's hitting on the woman. He's confused.
All rivers run to the sea. An empty can rattles the most.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
See you later alligator! Man, you've all gone nuts!
Dear Mrs. Cemile.
Hikmet is a perfect guy, okay?
I know everything about him. He doesn't gamble, doesn't drink.
He never held a woman's hand.
It's very likely that our dear Mihriban's hand...
...is the first female hand that he has ever held.
So, Hikmet is truly a golden boy. The whole package.
He's that kind of guy. Take it away, Huseyin.
So, as a part of our tradition...
...we ask for your daughter Hikmet's hand in marriage.
What happened? Did I say something wrong?
Why are you all staring at me like that?
Why do you always play games with me?
Enough. I'm bored. Hold this, Servet.
Auntie, are you gonna give it or what?
Me?
No, we don't want you. I'm talking about your daughter. Do you give consent?
I should ask her.
We don't have time! I'll take care of it.
Girl, do you want this man? - Fatma!
Okay, fine. You asked your mother. She already said "yes".
You saw him, you liked him. Right? Come on, say "yes".
She's smiling. Wonderful. It's done. Hikmet, done.
Come on, kiss your mother's hand. And you, kiss that man's hand.
- Congratulations. - The wedding's on the way!
Come on, let's play some music.
Come on. Come on, darling. - God bless you.
- Mother, do you need help? - Thanks, I can handle it.
Alright then.
- Hikmet. - Yes?
- I'll ask you a favor. - Sure.
Mihriban is my only child. She's my everything.
She had an accident when she was little. She lost her ability to speak.
We're a modest family.
My daughter couldn't have surgery. I've always wanted for it.
I want to hear my daughter call me "mom" one more time, before I die.
If your finances allow, can you arrange surgery for Mihriban?
Of course. This is not a favor, but a duty for me.
Ever since the day I met Mihriban...
...I've been dreaming about the day she'll say "I do" at our wedding.
I will make that surgery possible. No matter what it takes. Don't worry.
- Thank you, God. - Rest assured.
Today is our happiest day. Come on, get yourself together.
- Thanks. Here, son. Take this. - Let me help.
Guys, I was going to tell you yesterday, but I couldn't.
- What is it? - I have both good and bad news for you.
Mihriban will be able to speak if she has surgery.
Oh, brother! That is excellent news! That's great!
Come on, guys, cheers!
Dude, that's great. She should do it. Let her speak.
Yeah, but the surgery costs 70,000 liras.
- What? - 70,000.
70,000 liras? Wow!
Celal, cancel our drink order.
Drinks are too expensive here. We shouldn't spend too much.
- Does the insurance cover it? - It doesn't.
Okay, dude. Don't make a face. We'll figure it out somehow.
Maybe someone knows a doctor. We'll see.
I hate being poor, brother.
Won't I be able to hear my wife say "I do" in my wedding?
That's it?
Hold on, man.
Hikmet. We could sell ourselves, but even that won't be enough.
Right? How can we find that much money?
- Well... - So...
Stuttgart.
- Come again, bro? - Stuttgart.
My cousin called. He's in Germany.
Huseyin, I swear to God, I will shove this glass up your ass!
Enough! Enough with your Stuttgart!
Sit down, bro. Alright, it's fine. Sit down, brother, sit down.
- Gokhan, shame on you, man... - Why? Would you prefer a beer glass?
I'm not saying "do it". I'm just passing on the news.
I'm not saying anything. - What are you talking about?
They've done something, some kind of scam.
It's a neighborhood football league. Each participant pays a sum.
More teams, more money.
When you say "the champion gets the grand prize"...
...they all believe it and participate.
That kind of system. What did I say? I said nothing.
Guys. It's a perfect idea. Let's do it.
Dude, another scam? What happened to the clean society, clean future?
Look what we've become because of all these scams.
Alright, bro, relax.
Remember the therapy. What goes around comes around.
We'll be jackals, but it will be for a good cause. Does it count?
- Decidedly. - Continually.
Relatively.
Stuttgart.
Now I'm shoving it!
Enough with your Stuttgart! Enough, Huseyin!
- Okay, bro. - Check, please.
- Check, please! - Okay.
"Istanbul Neighborhoods League"
- Neighborhood? - Bakirkoy.
- Team name? - Real Bagcilar.
- Neighborhood? - Bayrampasa.
- Bayrampasa. Are you Bosnian? - Cut it, dear.
- Holy crap. - Mr. Goalkeeper...
- Welcome, Necmi. - What the hell are you doing?
Instead of working to pay your debt, you're sitting there, fooling around!
Are you holding a tournament without my knowledge?
No, brother. How can we not inform you?
You'll get me my money! Jerk!
Jerk? Come, here's the jerk. Look, the jerk.
Come here! The jerk is here! Come. Come.
Come here! The jerk is here! The jerk is here!
Easy. Easy, my love.
Come. Whoa! Drive straight. Okay.
Babe... Sweet.
Come in. This way. - Thanks.
Come on.
What the hell?
Zagor?
My respects, sir. What's up?
Fine.
We're from the same neighborhood. We grew up together.
Tournament? What tournament, sir?
Dude, you're short of money, I get it.
But why does your brother Metin hear about it so late?
Why didn't you call Douchebag Metin?
Could it be because you're a douchebag, Metin?
Those days are over, Hikmet.
I opened a shop as a haberdasher.
Sure. I sell threads, needles and stuff. I make honest money.
Svetlana! Any trouble, girl? - He's asking for my phone number.
He wants it for free.
What a lie! That's not why I asked.
Is that so? Cut the crap and pay the 200.
Then get lost. Cash or credit card?
- Credit card. - You can pay in three installments.
- Can't it be six? - Sure. Sure. Why not?
Do it in five minutes, pay the money six months later. Great!
We arrange the trailer. We allow for installments.
But it's never enough. That's no good. Have some respect for craftsmen.
Forget about that now. What about the surgery?
Have you found any money?
We found half of it.
But we have to become champions in the tournament.
If we cannot win the grand prize, that will cause a big fuss.
A very big fuss. - Let's find sponsors, dude.
- Sponsors? - Let's find sponsors.
I give a man 24 hours.
If my requests are not satisfied, I chop their asses off!
Ladies and gentlemen!
We have a song for you. Please listen.
Goal!
We crushed them!
Goal!
Pass! Pass!
Well done, guys. Well done. That's how it's done!
You know what? This doping stuff is crazy.
I could totally play one more match.
My heart is pounding. It's racing.
Is it because of the doping? - And I'm sweating like a pig.
I'm just fine. Yours are only psychological effects.
No way you can play another match! And your heart beats anyway!
If it didn't, you'd be dead! - Oh, please!
Don't worry. It'll be okay.
Dude! Metin! Did you find the money, dude?
No, brother. That's two kilos of Yozgat pickles.
Okay? We'll eat some and upset our stomachs.
Dude, are you a moron? Take it, fix your girl's tongue.
My brother! I could totally eat your balls!
Hikmet. You're overreacting. What the hell was that?
My friends are a bunch of losers.
I got too excited, that's why.
- Idiot. - Guys, I'm out, okay? Alright.
Call me, don't call me, it doesn't matter. Alright.
- Thanks, bro. - Here we go.
- Take care. - Douchebag.
Wow! Guys, that was as easy as pie.
I smell a rat. Be careful.
No way, dude. It's just money. Tons of money!
It's psychological.
Mom? Where's Mihriban?
She's inside, son. They'll prep her for the surgery once we make the payment.
I'm waiting here.
Let the preparations begin. I found the money.
Here, take this. I'll wait for Mihriban.
Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you.
One doesn't need to be of the same blood to have a son.
God introduced me to someone like you...
...and made me the happiest person on earth.
God bless you, my son. - God bless you too.
You're also my mother now.
Son!
Okay, okay. Come on, mother. Go and take care of this.
I'll be waiting for Mihriban. - Okay, son.
Oh, dear God. A mother's heart... it can't be broken.
Thank you, God. Thank you. I wish for the best.
Excuse me. I would like to get information about a patient.
Thanks for nothing!
Hello there. Good day.
I want to get information about a patient. Her name is Mihriban Durust.
She was going to have vocal cord surgery.
Can you please check when she will be out?
I've been waiting for a long time. - Let me check.
I hope nothing's wrong.
We have no such record. No such surgery was performed.
- Are you sure, ma'am? - Yes.
Check again, please. It's Mihriban Durust.
- No. No such patient, sir. - How is this possible?
I've been waiting for hours. I saw her mother upstairs.
Are you serious? - Yes, sir. We have no such record.
Can you refer me to someone for more information?
- You can talk to security. - Where?
- Right over there. - Alright. Thank you. Thank you.
Security. Security. Security. Security.
Where are they going? - Sorry, sir, you've been ripped off.
Ripped off? What are you talking about? That's the woman I love.
We were going to get married. This footage is edited, right?
It's fake, right? It's fake!
You're lying, right? This is fake, right?
It's fake, isn't it?
- Are you crazy, man? - Shut it!
God, please don't let me lose my mind.
Hikmet, calm down.
Calm down. What the hell are you looking at? Get out of here!
Fake!
It's fake! Fake! Fake!
Fake!
It's fake!
Hikmet!
How could she do this to me?
Mihriban!
What the hell?
Faster! Faster!
Mihriban!
What the hell is this? What does it mean "for rent"?
For rent! - What are you doing, sir?
- Where are the residents? - Who?
The people who lived here. Where are they?
I need a rock. I need a rock. Rock! Rock!
Where are they? - What a maniac!
- Mihriban! - Who the hell are you?
- You're not Mihriban! - What? I'm Hulya.
Who the hell are you? Brother, do you know this woman well?
Did you talk? How well do you know her?
She'd better not rip you off. - What?
Recep! Catch that man, Recep! Get him!
God damn you! God damn you!
Officer! Officer! Officer!
Please arrest me. Arrest me. Please!
Go away, man! Are you crazy? For God's sake!
Arrest me. I'll either harm myself or someone else.
Please, for the love of God...
- Hold it, hold it. - What are you doing?
Get out. Get out, man!
- I swear, I have a criminal record. - Get out! For God's sake!
I'll give you my ID. You can check my record.
We have work to do. Stop harassing us.
- Get lost, dude! - For God's sake, book me!
God, please don't let me go mad. - The man is nuts!
Hey, officer! Officer!
Come here! Come here! Come here if you can!
- Man, he's gone nuts. - Everybody's gone nuts in this country.
Exactly.
Take me in, please! Why am I so unlucky? Here, here.
Are you mental or something?
No, I mean, not "yes", but...
I'm in the middle of an emotional chaos right now.
I cannot give proper answers...
Excuse me, chief.
He's traumatized right now. Can you please cut him some slack?
Fine.
Guys, these women are a gang. They operate as mother and daughter.
They ripped off a lot of guys.
The girl pretends to be mute. She makes everyone believe her.
She finds all kinds of idiots and make them fall in love with her.
Then she takes the money for surgery and disappears into thin air.
Wait, you know what? I'll bring in the other victims too.
They can get to know each other.
Bring them in.
Look, this guy is her boyfriend. He gave her 50,000 liras.
This guy is her betrothed. He gave her 55,000 liras.
And this guy is something else.
He gave her 30,000 liras almost immediately after they met.
What was your relationship with her, Hikmet?
We had a ceremony among family. I'm supposed to be her fiancé.
Sure. You were superior to the others, so you are down 70,000 liras.
Someone will take your statements. Then you're free to go.
Thank you, chief. Thank you. Go ahead.
Nice to meet you. I'm sorry for you all.
Quit whining. You made a fool of us. Quit whining.
They're all losers.
- I'm sorry. I'm terribly sorry. - Hikmet.
Stop beating yourself up. Forget about it. Money doesn't matter.
It's decency that matters. - Sure, sure.
It's decency that matters. I was born in the fancy town of Bebek.
In a seaside mansion. 70,000 liras are my monthly bathroom expenses.
If I don't wipe my ass for a month, all our problems will be solved.
It's decency that matters.
Dude, why are you still analyzing it?
In the end, are we doomed? Yes, we are. Period.
Once again, we're the naive ones getting ripped off.
We're all messed up. What's wrong with this country? Nothing is right.
Okay, Hikmet is nave. But how could we believe those sluts?
We danced together, man! - Shut up!
Dude, we got fooled so bad.
If my name is Hikmet, I'll look all over Istanbul...
...and I'll find that Mihriban and her mother. I'll be damned if I don't!
- Adem! You look like Nuri Alco. - Nevermind the looks. It's temporary.
Pass me the female con-artists catalogue.
Babyface Sakine. Is it her? - No.
Potato Ayse?
Mihriban is beautiful.
- Quickie Neriman. Is it her? - No, she's too old.
Dude, describe her. What was she like?
They were crooks. They ripped us off.
I trusted them with all my heart. Nope, we won't be able to find them.
Asamoah! I'm talking about the girl's appearance.
I think I have a picture of her.
Here. This is Mihriban.
I know her. Here. The mother and daughter gang.
They're very popular right now.
They operate in the Aegean and Marmara regions.
128 people have suffered because of them.
Here we go, 129. Okay. Okay, don't let yourself go.
Zero fuss. I'll find them for you. In 21 hours.
- Why 21, bro? Why 21? - Because. I have things to do.
Dude, don't play with those! Come on! You've made a mess.
Okay, get out! I'll find them. - Come on. Come on, Hikmet. Come.
She's in catalogues, man...
In 21 hours?
Why don't you understand, my idiot husband? I smell a rat in this.
Why not 24 hours? Why not tomorrow? Open your eyes! Fool!
Fool! Say it again.
Fool!
- Yes. Fool! Fool! - What the hell, Servet?
Fool! Fatma, I have the ball. I'm heading for the goal.
Let's score a goal! Take off your clothes!
I won't, Servet.
- Girl, get undressed. - I won't, Servet.
Come on. Come on. Come, sit. Sit.
When Recep wants the money, you can tell him to sit there, Servet.
Guys, what about tomorrow's game? They say the rival team is strong.
Guys, I watched them yesterday. They're really good.
They're going to ruin us. They have this forward player, he's like quicksilver.
He takes the ball from the defense, comes back with it from the goal.
No way!
We shouldn't underestimate ourselves. We've won a lot of games.
Accountant. We need to get our feet on the ground.
I'm thinking, we should break the legs of that forward player.
Don't be stupid, man.
No. Shall we use excessive intelligence instead of excessive force?
Wait a minute. I have an idea. Call Gokhan.
Tell him to ditch the girl and come. - Okay, I'll call him.
Dude, what was that goal you scored?
We were watching with Gokhan. We said "this guy is being wasted here".
Seriously.
Look. You're still young. It's not too late.
We have a friend, you don't know him. He's an agent.
He has contacts in all football clubs, okay?
We'll have a word with him, and he'll come see you play.
- Really? - Yeah! Who knows!
Who knows, maybe you'll sign a contract and hit the jackpot.
Fikirtepe is changing. Look.
You can buy a nice apartment in a beautiful residence, on the 76th floor.
Close to God, far from humans. What do you say?
Let's say you want some water. "3377, C-16, number 21, please".
It's so cool! - Are you serious?
Of course. Your brothers will sure do you a favor.
Thanks, brother. Thank you so much.
- No problem. - Anytime. Anytime.
Do you like mulberry? - I do, man.
Look, nobody knows this, but it goes great with beer.
Go pick some. - Give me your bottle.
Look at my boy!
Shake it, shake it. Good! Shake it well, pick them.
Pull it, okay. Down. Down. - Antelope.
Are you okay?
Sir, I think I have diarrhea. Can I go to the bathroom quick?
- Fine, hurry up. - Eat some mulberries! It will be good!
- Two minutes, guys. - Sure, we can wait.
Necmi. How many doses did you use?
I don't know, man. I emptied the box.
Let me tell you something. He will be dumping liquids for a week!
One player has diarrhea. Change players.
Go!
We'll hit it and break it. We will be exploding.
We'll hit it and break it. We'll win this game!
Yeah! Douchebags!
Yes!
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
It's not about being a jackal.
It's about dancing with the jackals.
Come down here, man! Hey! Gokhan! Meatball Necmi!
I swear, I'll burn this street down if you don't come!
- Come down, man! - Come down!
I'll make you all come down! I'll show you how to eat mulberry!
They've totally come to waste us. There's too many of them.
Come down here! Come!
Gokhan?
Dude, one of them has a bayonet.
Okay. No one turns the lights on, okay? Everybody be quiet.
They'll shout for a while and leave.
- May the blessings of God... - Hikmet, be quiet. Quiet.
- Is the door locked, man? Is it locked? - Don't worry, it's locked.
Is getting beat up our destiny or something?
What beating, man? What beating?
They come to our house, they threaten us.
Do you think I'll hide behind the curtains like this?
I'm going, bro! I...
- Wait, where are you going? - Necmi, calm down. There are 10 of them.
Brother. Less loses less, more loses more!
This is Fikirtepe!
Get out of my way.
Dude!
Meatball...
They are so well-organized.
One keeps swearing from the side.
Another keeps hitting you on the back.
But they never touch your head.
Oh, dear brother...
God give me patience! God give me patience!
If someone gives my brother pain, I'll give them hell!
- Come here, come. - He shouldn't have gone.
Thank God, they put it in my mouth.
Otherwise, I'd have to take an ablution.
Oh, dear brother...
Necmi is right, dude. They have one hell of a setup.
The moment I got out...
...they surrounded me like Native Americans and repeatedly hit me.
Even Mihriban's departure didn't hurt that much.
I couldn't reach for it. If I could just...
Give back the marbles you took from us, or we'll beat the crap out of you!
What do you mean "took"? I won them. You didn't.
Give them already. Give them.
What's going on here? Leave the kid alone.
No way! What if we don't?
What? What? Give me a rock. Give me a rock. Rock! Rock!
What the hell?
Dude!
Dude! Go away!
Get out of here!
Dude! Dude!
Walk away!
Come here!
This is Fikirtepe!
Sukran Street. Number 21.
Dude, I'm giving this to you, but I have a bad feeling.
I don't want to cause a fuss.
The real fuss will happen if we can't find the money.
- Give it to me. - Zero fuss.
Servet, no one's funding this. I'm doing a public service.
When there's love in the picture, I won't ask for a price.
Don't get into trouble. - Thanks, brother.
Fellas, no one's coming with me. This is my problem.
I'll handle it alone. No one comes after me, okay?
I'll take care of it.
- Hikmet, they'll beat you, man! - Easy, dude.
- Hikmet. - Hikmet.
Was it worth it?
Was that money enough to hurt my feelings?
You were the first woman whose hand I held, whose eyes I looked into.
What have you done in return?
You turned my heart into a grave and buried me in it.
I pray to God that you live in misery.
Return the money you took from me and my brothers.
Why did you give that money, Hikmet? To help me speak again, right?
- Yes. - See, I'm speaking now.
The surgery went well.
But afterwards, I had a change of heart.
I don't love you, Hikmet. Please accept this.
I never want to see you again.
What do you mean?
Don't be sorry it's over, Hikmet. Be glad it happened.
Give me back my money! Give me back my money!
- There's no money. It's gone. - Where is it?
Let me tell you. Once upon a barren moor, there dwelt a bear, also a boar.
The bear could not bear the boar. The boar thought the bear a bore.
At last, the bear could bear no more of that boar that bored him on the moor...
...and so one morn he bored the boar.
Screw your bears! Give me back my money!
Give me back my money!
Why did I love you? Why? God damn me!
Why did you come back without the money? You were pretty adamant when you left.
You said you'd take care of it, you told us to stay out of it. What happened?
You came back empty-handed.
It's not a matter of money anymore, Necmi. Don't you understand?
It's a matter of pride and honor now. - To hell with your pride, Hikmet!
We don't even have money to buy bread, and you're here, talking about pride.
Let me tell you something: Screw that pride.
I told her the exact same thing, and came back here.
She doesn't love me. She doesn't love me, bro!
What do you mean, dude?
Screw your tongue and your love! I'm going, bro! I'll show that slut!
- Come on. - Stop, stop.
Necmi, for God's sake, stop. God may be testing us, dude.
Let's not fall for the devil's tricks. Okay?
God shall guide us towards the right path.
God will surely punish them.
The Devil seeks evil. Our savior is our conscience.
Yeah, bro. He's right. Hold on a minute.
If we win the final game, the problem will solve itself, right? It will.
The final game. Now, take it easy.
Fellas.
Gather around. Come on, come on.
Come on, bro, get up. Hajji Hikmet, come on.
Today, we need to be a real team, guys.
The system should work like a clock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
We may have experienced some unfortunate events.
But this is our thing!
We get in trouble, and we get out of it!
Today, we'll have a similar experience! This is the final game! It's a big deal!
Now, everyone, leave your issues at the door.
We'll step on that field, and we'll win this game!
That's it! Come on! Let's save each other's asses!
Who are we? - Dereboyu!
- Who are we? - Dereboyu!
Dereboyu!
Let's go! Best of luck!
Come on! Come on, boys! God help you!
Wait, let me rub some ointment.
Huseyin, there's no need for that. Don't distract me.
- I think we should rub. - Huseyin!
Screw your senses, Servet. You were supposed to catch the ball.
You cannot even hold one guy!
- They're throwing rocks! - Rocks from the sidewalk!
Help! For the sake of humanity!
Get in, come on.
- Thanks, brother. - No problem.
Your system is so good, man. One punch per question.
Wait a minute. Are you going to rape us?
We should be prepared.
Normally... Normally, here...
How can you hit a person like that? Even my father never hit me.
Do you have any relations with Mihriban?
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
Hikmet!
Dude, this is happening in our country? I'm not looking, Gokhan.
Because you're a moron!
Stop, stop!
Istanbul is no longer the same, guys.
Dried meat was so good in the 80s.
But things lose their taste once they start to get automated.
Sir, we know nothing about livestock.
We only cut meat in the feast of sacrifice. That's our religious duty.
I was born in Eyup. But I had my best days in Bayrampasa.
When it comes to Bayrampasa, I get emotional.
I feel an urge to intervene. Crazy thoughts come to my mind.
I can't contain myself. I can't help it.
Me too.
Dude... Dances with the jackals again?
Dude, does this guy throw blades from his mouth?
I don't want to waste your time with words. You don't have much time anyway.
- What do you mean? - I give a man 24 hours.
If my requests are not satisfied, I chop their asses off!
I'm sorry, sir.
Sir, I want to ask something, in order to avoid any misunderstandings.
One question comes to mind after all these:
"Why?" Right, fellas?
Dude, he'll chop our asses off. Damn it, say something.
- Metin. - Metin?
Metin...
You lost the game and the money. It's not that complicated.
I want the money. That's it.
But sir, we didn't pocket the money. We were ripped off.
Yes, we were ripped off.
Why the hell should I care? You shouldn't have. Screw your excuses.
Sir, let's not screw just yet. This is soccer. You can win or lose.
- I always win, my friend. - Good for you.
And once I get the sense that I might lose, I play dirty.
For example, why do you think we arranged that sponsor? To do you good?
Do I look like a charity organization? That money was supposed to come to us.
But Metin, the one who we took on our side as a villain...
...felt like doing a favor.
You messed with the DNS settings! - What setting is that?
Hajji Hikmet!
You messed me up, man! - I'm sorry, brother.
Dude, for the first time in my life, I felt like doing a favor.
That jersey doesn't fit everyone.
Good deeds don't suit everyone. You got it?
My name is Zagor. Ask the Serbians about me.
Dude, why would you throw a grenade like that? We'll be torn into pieces!
Don't freak out, pal.
We've had enough with this nonsense!
Dude!
If I had knocked him down, all hell would've broken loose.
They'd have put holes in us.
Cut the crap. You were as white as a sheet. Even your moustache went grey.
- Get out of here, man. - Come on, bro.
Enough. Cut it already.
I don't get it, bro. What's with this bad luck?
We attract all sorts of crap.
What's the deal with that Zagor guy anyway?
Don't even ask.
Okay, the damage is done. Let's think about a plan now.
The man gave you 24 hours.
I can't become a widow so young! I'd die without Servet!
Use your heads! - Don't say that.
Okay.
Fellas, I'm out.
The shop is open. Let me know if anything happens.
Okay, good luck. Why come, why go?
Close the door downstairs. - Okay.
Now, we need to do something, but things are a mess.
Guys, there's no room for us in Fikirtepe anymore. Let's face it.
Everywhere is a tiny US now, thanks to urban transformation.
Yeah, but we were so happy here, man.
Guys, are we going to live in residences?
Seriously. Let's get out of here, man.
This place is all messed up anyway. Let's run away.
- Where will we go? - I don't know, man. Anywhere.
Oh, Mihriban, you buried me alive. So, you say we run away.
Yeah, man.
- You got the plan, jackals? - We got it, bro. Don't worry.
Look, I'm telling you one more time. Here is Poyrazkoy.
This is Poyrazkoy?
Yes, this is Poyrazkoy. Listen. You get on the boat here.
Straight up. It travels to Varna, Bulgaria.
Rooster Ali will be there at 7am. Don't make him wait. He crows at me.
Is this Poyrazkoy now?
- Poyrazkoy, yes. - Poyrazkoy.
I think he should take us directly to Sofia.
What the hell? What does Sofia have to do with anything, dude?
I have a girlfriend there. I need to go. We exchanged texts.
How far is it from here? How can we go there?
Gokhan, shut up, for God's sake.
Stop talking nonsense. Who's paying for all this, Servet?
- Come again, bro? - Who pays how much, Servet?
- Yeah, about that... - Adem. It's on me.
I'll make the payment. - What?
I'll pay as soon as we enter the port. It's on me. Real money. Cash.
- You'll pay cash right away. - As soon as we arrive.
You fooled me several times.
But if you fool Rooster, he'll peck at you.
- Sure, brother. - Do you have any money?
It's okay, guys. I'm telling you, it's on me, don't worry.
Adem, how can I go to Sofia? Besides, I don't speak Bulgarian.
You go to Sofia. Go. Come on, leave me alone.
Okay, Adem.
Okay, could you please get the hell out?
Get out. - Okay, okay.
- Please, fellas. - We don't speak Bulgarian or anything.
- Come on, Gokhan. - I have work to do.
You're no good to me, Gokhan!
Guys, my late mother saved these for hard times.
God bless her soul.
Hikmet, if you had this much gold...
...why the hell did you drag us into this mess, man?
You could have used these for Mihriban's surgery!
I'll kill you right here! - Necmi!
Hit me, hit me! Do it!
That's about 10 or 15,000 liras.
It wouldn't have been enough for the surgery.
But look, it's going to save all our lives now.
Am I wrong? - Hikmet, you're such a dangerous guy.
Good thing we put on a disguise. We draw no attention at all.
You look perfect, Necmi.
Dude, these pants are so tight down there.
Open your legs. Stretch. Stretch, come on. Like that.
I think we should go to The Hajj. We can perform tawaf and ask for forgiveness.
We'll start a brand new life.
Okay, guys, it's too late now. They are waiting at the door.
We'll split into two groups. We'll meet at the Poyrazkoy Port, okay?
- Okay. - Okay?
Let's not draw attention to ourselves. Let's split up.
Fatma, cover your legs a little. - Servet!
- At least, cover your tits! - Servet.
- Fatma. - Servet.
What the hell are you doing?
Mind your own business!
- Maniac. - Come on, go with them.
Dude, a Jew and an Arab would draw attention.
- Go. It'll be fine. Come on. - Alright.
We'll wait for a while, then we'll leave.
Brother. - What?
- My underwear is stuck. - Shall I help you with it?
Fatma!
- I trust you, my love. - Come.
What are you doing in the middle of the neighborhood?
- Fatma, I'm too excited. - Man, people will see!
Wait. Wait.
But I'm not...
Where do you think you're going? Rantanplan.
Sorry, Jolly Jumper. We're going to a party.
It's a costume party. The theme is the 80s.
- The 80s? - The 80s.
Count to 80 and run.
Get them. Catch them and bring them back. Run!
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
Brother, it's too tight.
Loosen it, man. Loosen it. It'll be fine.
I look like a Colombian drug smuggler.
Whoa! Whoa!
They didn't have to catch us so fast.
Servet, run!
God damn it!
My pants are about to explode, Servet! Dear God!
Stop right there!
Dear Lord!
- We're doomed this time. - Stop, stop.
Police! We're seizing your car!
Our people will return it to you.
- Oh, yeah? - Yes, officers from the department.
Who are you messing with? Get out of my sight!
- What the hell? - He didn't buy it!
No one loves cops nowadays.
- Shame on you! - Come on, let's go.
Meeting you was a turning point in my life, Pelin.
I'll do anything you want.
Where are they running? Where are you?
Okay. I'll be right there. I'll be right there.
My name is Zagor. No one runs away from me, Pelin.
But I can run.
Something came up. I'll take care of it and come back to you.
Don't be late. Or I'll miss you.
Zaggy!
Zeynep. This scam will be perfect. We'll strike it rich.
- I hope so, mom. - I'm drinking to you.
I can't run anymore. My shoes are killing me.
- Run! If you stop, you die! - You stop, you die, Servet!
- This is a dead end. - What?
- What are we going to do? - Come.
Wait, wait. A transformer! Come. - A transformer?
- Come, come. - Where?
- Shut up and come. - Where? Let's go!
- Come. - What are you doing, Servet?
Lie down.
They're gone.
- Servet. - Be quiet.
- Servet, what are we doing? - Shut up!
Goddamn cat!
What was that? It scared the hell out of me.
We'll totally get into trouble. - Shut the door, shut it.
We'll get into trouble, Servet. We'll get into trouble.
Shut up!
- We'll get into trouble. - Shut up, man! Lower your voice!
I'll blow your brains out now!
Hikmet, what are you doing? - I lowered my voice.
Lower, dude. Talk from your rear.
We'll get into trouble! We'll get into trouble!
Shut up, or I'll crack your skull! We need to buy time!
Wait. If we gradually...
One, two, three, four. If we turn them off...
Servet, don't.
Don't what? Don't what? Forget this nonsense!
- We'll get into trouble. - Shut up, man! Shut up! Shut up!
- That was close. - The power went out.
- Damn straight. - It must be the external forces.
What?
We'll get into trouble.
Help me God.
Have you lost your mind? You cut the power of the entire city.
Damn it!
- Thank God, the power is back on. - Yeah.
- We're fine, brother. - Hell yeah!
- Damn it. - Damn it.
They're coming. They're coming. From over there.
Come, come. They're gone.
Run, run! Stop. Come, come.
Get in. - What?
- Get in, get in. - Servet...
They stole the car! That was government property!
It's registered in my name! What am I going to do?
They're not dead, man!
Brother, I think I crapped myself.
Come on.
Necmi, they're coming, dude. Run.
Servet, floor it. For God's sake, floor it.
- They're coming! - Dude, they're getting close.
God damn you! God damn you!
- Servet. - Fatma.
Servet, you look so hot right now.
If we were home, God forbid, I could break some of your limbs.
- Are you serious, girl? - I swear.
Fatma!
- My love!
As you wish, dear.
I can always do this. We can be on the run forever.
Don't do it, girl. Don't! - What the hell are you doing?
You can pull over and eat one another! Good heavens!
Servet, floor it. For God's sake, floor it.
Dude, they've stuck like glue. Floor it!
- Where are we going? - Follow that car.
Man, I've been a cab driver for years, and this was my biggest dream.
God bless you both.
Okay, he's an idiot, but what about you?
It's 4am. There's no car on the road. Who are you following?
Antelope! Drive to Poyrazkoy. Drive fast. The mob's after us.
- Good heavens! - They're here! Up our ass!
- Floor it, for God's sake, floor it. - Floor it, Servet. Floor it, my love.
No panic.
Fatma, duck! Duck!
Floor it! Floor it!
- Stay down! - What the hell are you doing?
Damn it! They're here!
- Floor it! - They're here, man!
Buddy, can you please record a video?
The guys at the cab stand won't believe me.
Oh, please, brother!
What have I done to deserve this?
Oh, please, brother!
What are you doing? Is that a video?
Good job. Such a wise thing to do at four in the morning.
Dude, watch the road. Speed up a little.
What kind of driving is this? Get close. Speed up!
Accountant! You're screwed, man. You're screwed.
The van! Get in front of us!
- Floor it! - Floor it, man!
- Done, bro! - Come on!
- Now, I'll kick their asses. - Fine.
Goddamn losers! What do you want?
Was it good, Servet? - Go on!
Goddamn losers! Stupid people!
- You're recording this, right? - Sure.
Forget the video, watch the road! Come on!
- You're the man! That's what you are! - Turn off the camera, they're coming!
Here, brother. The video is ready. Okay. Go ahead. Floor it. Watch the road.
- Speed up a little. Speed up! - Come on!
- Dude, what a thrill! - Focus on the road, bro.
- He's almost on us! Floor it! - Damn it!
Servet, they're coming! They're so close! Floor it!
Get off!
Speed up!
Come on, speed up! Why doesn't it go faster?
Servet, what have you done? Bravo. Bravo, Servet.
Look at my brother!
Servet. Servet, I love you, darling. I love you, darling.
- Fatma, love me, please. - I do, I love you.
I love you too, my friends. I love you so much.
Shift. Shift. Shift. Get in front of him! Shift! Good!
Come on!
Speed up. For God's sake, hurry.
Slow down. Take the right.
- Drive, bro. - It's okay.
Necmi, we're safe.
You're the king! We're really saved! Come on, come on!
Good job!
Take the E-5.
To Kozyatagi!
Thank God, that was a lucky escape. We're okay.
- Fatma! - You're amazing, my love.
- Kiss me. Kiss me! - Servet. Servet, watch the road.
- Okay. - Don't!
- Don't yell at my wife! - Focus on the road.
Look, we'll go to Poyrazkoy through Sariyer. The map says so.
- Okay. - To Poyrazkoy, through Sariyer?
- Yes. - Idiot!
Sariyer is on the European side. Poyrazkoy is on the Anatolian side.
Okay, we'll go to Varna from the European side.
Varna is in Europe, right? - We'll go to Varna by sea, idiot!
Okay, darling, relax. Don't mess with the driver.
Stop talking. Go through Sariyer anyways.
Please, take us to Poyrazkoy on time.
- Take us to Poyrazkoy on time! - Okay, okay.
- Please, dude! - Okay, relax.
- Please! I'm losing my mind! - The man is driving!
Let's be cautious. - We did nothing!
- Okay, don't hit me! - Enough!
Dude, drive carefully.
Oh, God, what have I done?
Who the hell are you?
You're acting like an idiot. Who are you?
Are you crazy? What are you doing?
For God's sake!
Police, my dear. Police. In other words, unhappy ending.
Our villain was taken into custody by the police officers who picked her up.
That's it.
My daughter!
Maybe we can think of another way.
But this our way, babe. This is our thing.
I'm on the clock right now. If I wasn't, it could be different.
Move it. - Okay.
- Zeynep! - Mom!
Her mom!
- Wrong place, Servet, wrong place! - My love.
We should have gone that way, dude!
- What? They're over there! - Not there, there!
Shut up and walk.
Watch your language!
Run! Run! Run!
- Give us your blessing. - May God protect you.
Thank you. Goodbye.
- Necmi, which boat is it? - I don't know, man.
- Are you Rooster Ali? - What? You don't like what you see?
No, we love it. Okay.
- I thought there would be five of you. - We're waiting, man.
They must be coming. I don't know.
Servet, I think those idiots left us here.
Relax, Fatma. Don't panic.
- Hikmet! Hikmet! - They're here!
- Where have you been? - Rooster Ali!
Yeah, man. Jump on board.
I was expecting something smaller. This is just like the Titanic.
- Come. - Fatma, please.
Hurry.
- Necmi. - Gokhan.
Hands in the air!
This is the end. You missed the last exit.
You'll be dead soon.
Gokhan!
Why are you being a smart-ass? Goddamn loser!
Do what you're going to do. If you're going to kill me, kill me.
Oh, I feel much better now. Give me a cigarette.
You talk so nice.
- Guys, this is the end of the road. - One for all, all for one.
In the name of God...
Mihriban, we can settle our score on the other side. Good God...
Brother, I need to make a confession.
Or I'll die in misery.
Remember your lover in high school, Sevtap? She was also my lover.
You jerk! That's why she was cold to me.
Are you doing this right now?
Your outfits are great. Arab boy.
Lower your guns. They are mine.
Cut the crap, man. Get out. We came here first.
They owe me 50,000. When I'm around, I call the shots.
They owe me 100,000. And I'm also good at calling shots.
Before they decide to come for us...
- We're saved, guys! - I hope so.
- We made it! - I hope so.
- We made it! - We've truly cheated death.
Come, come. One, two, three, four!
Dereboyu!
Hajji Hikmet!
Dude, I won't feel safe until I step foot on dry land again.
Hold on, dude, hold on. Get some fresh air.
I'll see Sofia, man. I'll see Sofia.
- Necmi, I swear, I'm seasick. - Okay. Take it easy, dude.
Stop! Where the hell are you going? Stop.
Dude! There are a lot of people here. Hello there.
- Hello. - Come on, idiot.
Oh, boy! It's full of people!
Damn it!
Adem, screw your boat!
Dude, this is an illegal refugee boat!
It's a type of tourism service.
We are trying to help people live in better societies.
Sure, we get our share. It's a family business. No fuss.
Rooster! Do you make good money?
Dude, it's like running errands. No cost. We earn clean money.
The only problem is the fuel.
I've been telling you for years! Adem is trafficking people.
See? I was right! - Shut up! What if we get caught?
If we do, justice will be served. We won't have the right to speak.
If we don't, zero fuss.
We are going to Sofia, right?
Dude...
Okay, his nickname may be Rooster, but he's honest.
He says there's no fuss if we don't get caught.
Okay, relax already. - Oh, I feel so sick.
Fatma. Come on, let's do the scene from "Titanic".
Damn it! Coast guard!
Did we have to get caught right away?
- Servet, what are we going to do? - Where are they coming from?
They will totally arrest us.
Sir! We're not refugees! I can provide my ID!
They're coming!
Yeah, we are the victims here.
Victims!
My motto in life: Zero Fuss.
- She's my wife! - Servet.
Careful!
Who gets caught as a refugee in his own country?
Nonsense! Let me go, for God's sake!
Will they let me go because I'm a woman?
Fatma...
I was going to look for a friend in Sofia. Seriously.
I performed my military duty in Burdur.
22 months. 18 was official, 4 was voluntarily.
Wait a second. Don't pull me! I'm explaining myself.
We're diggin' it, grandpa!
My motto in life: Zero Fuss.