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''If Fuzuli says

there is loyalty in beauties

Don't be fooled, for the words of a

poet are surely lies'' -Fuzuli

What's the most you would do

for me?

l'm blind here!

What else should l do?

Would you leave everything behind

and elope with me, for example?

Elope?

Only criminals elope...

Besides, where would we go?

Wherever we wish to.

We can commit a crime too...

We could pull off a robbery

on the way for example.

Wow, like Bonnie and Clyde, huh?

Why should we pull off a robbery?

We already have lots of money.

Then you don't need to work!

Why are you leaving then?

Don't go!

Just be mine!

- lf l'm all yours, then

what will be left for me? - l.

Then what will ''we'' be?

What do you think ''we'' will be?

LOVE, BlTTER

''The shortest distance between

two hearts two arms reaching out...

...and barely touching with their

fingertips every now and again.

I run over to the stairs,

Waiting is time gaining body;

l'm too early l cannot find you,

As if something's being rehearsed,

Birds gather to migrate

I wish I loved you for that only.''

ls it because it's our last lesson that

you've picked such a sad poem, sir?

-Stop with the romanticism now. Speak up.

-There is a metaphor there, sir.

''two arms barely touching

with their fingertips.''

That's fine, it's a closed metaphor.

What else?

And there is also an allusion,

''l wish l had loved you for that only''

No there is no allusion there,

don't make things up.

Give an example for allusion.

Quick.

l can't find one, sir. You give it

this time and l'll owe you one.

OK fine... Then sit tight now:

''If Fuzuli says

there is loyalty in beauties

Don't be fooled, for the words

of a poet are surely lies''

Come in.

Sir, l'm sorry, l'm late but...

Can l enter the lesson?

Metonymy... Actually she wants to enter

the classroom where the lesson...

...is being conducted,

not the lesson itself. Come on in...

Come on.

Sir!

Yonca. You are not

usually late for class?

l heard that you've resigned.

You've heard right.

-And that you are going to stop

teaching altogether. -lt had to be so.

My friends say, ''He has even given up

on going to lstanbul.'' What happened?

Goodness Yonca,

are you interrogating me?

Our Theatre Club has a play tonight.

l would be delighted if you could come.

ln the morning, we had a dress rehearsal

which lasted longer than expected...

...that's why l was so late.

l am in this play just for you.

Please come to the show...

Love like me

Love as much as me

Love like me

-Orhan...

-My love.

Where are you?

l'm in the car, going to the airport.

l told you to stay but you're leaving.

Aye l'm not leaving you

l'm just trying to make a career move.

But that move is causing

you to lose the game Orhan...

...why don't we just end it.

-What are you doing?

Nothing... l'm still home.

Aye l love you so much.

Don't you forget that... OK?

You're going to miss your flight.

This river cascading through

the corner of my eye

Tells you such things from the deep, see

lf you go away one day, if you leave

While loving so happily,

death is too early

The forest of passionate love weeps

for love like this

Going to waste, it says

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

lf you go away, oh,

all the greens turn black

And one morning my heart too halts

The river bleeds and rots the leaves.

Pink flowers wear all black.

My lovesick head is buried in water,

All that's left behind

is a lock of my hair.

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

Don't leave me

The draft syllabus you have prepared

is very comprehensive and...

...quite impressive in terms of

time management.

Mr. Orhan...

You must have complete confidence

in yourself since you believe...

...that such an intense program

could indeed prove to be productive.

Hi...

lt has been a while

since l've seen a man cry.

Are you mad at me?

Can't you hear me?

''My Aye''

l could delete all that l've shot. l was

shooting an empty classroom anyhow.

Feigning ignorance...

-Excuse me?

-Not important... Are you hungry?

Come on now why did we come here?

This place is damned expensive.

Relax... Enjoy.

l have a lot of money.

How come you know

the silent alphabet?

-Silent?

-l mean deaf and dumb.

My father was deaf.

-He was?

-Aha.

He had a childhood disease.

He couldn't hear or talk.

He could only make weird sounds.

Like this, for example.

What does that mean?

''My daughter,

l love you very much.''

-Sounds awful.

-He is no longer alive...

Our fathers are actually alike...

Was yours also disabled?

You could call it that.

Mine didn't have a heart.

-Was he handsome?

-My father?

No. The guy your girlfriend

cheated on you with.

Can't a man cry for another reason?

Not in my book...

lf you promise not to bring up this

subject ever again, l will tell you.

OK. l promise.

Was he handsome?

l did not see,

his back was facing me.

-You caught them in a nasty position.

-lt was nasty alright, yes.

-What does it mean feigning ignorance?

-Do you have a boyfriend?

-What do you think?

-Wow! The Scottish way, huh?

-What? -You reply to a question

with a question.

Scotland is a dark place.

-When did you go?

-Never been...

But l think it is...

For example, take Glasgow.

What a hoarse sound it makes.

Glasgow...

Dark l mean...

-To pretend as if you don't know

something that you know...-What?

Feigning ignorance...

-l had but he died...

-What?

My boyfriend... Traffic accident...

-Do you believe in fate?

-Every now and then...

Like for example when it is

convenient?

-Can l take a photo of you?

-Now?

-Whenever you want...

-Do you know how?

What's your name?

Oya.

And yours is... Orhan...

Orhan Ataolu!

From the famous

Ataolu family of lzmir.

Seems you are the sole heir

of a substantial inheritance?

How do you know all of this?

When your sobs reached

all across the hallways...

...everyone at school was talking about

this. But no one else except me had...

...the courage to stick their heads

in to take a look at you.

-This is not called courage but audacity.

-Audacity is a part of my career.

-What do you do?

-l'm a photographer.

-What were you doing at school then?

-l'm a student at the same time.

Very boring.

Talking about boring,

do you enjoy watching films?

Films? Don't know.

My favorite film is Bitter Moon.

From Roman Polanski.

Ever heard of it? Bitter Moon...

Starts as a cheesy romance film

but then very weird stuff happens.

-Just how weird can things get in a film?

-What do you enjoy doing the most?

Reading poetry...

And you call me boring...

-OK. And making love.

-Whoa!

Do you have to be this straightforward?

ln sex you need to be.

-Could we close this subject?

-OK. Which subject should we bring up?

-Diana Arbus...

-Who's that?

A woman photographer.

A super woman.

Yet she died very young.

-You mean like Fru.

-How come you know Fru?

l guess you've forgotten

that l'm a literature teacher?

''O, you the goldfish of the

swamp of my blood...''

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