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as I told you.

Really?

Don't deceive me.

She smiled at me first time, stupid.

Come on, walk, we are getting late.

- I'm going to tell you on the way.

- I can't come. My father is getting angry.

Hey boy, there is a

very nice native film.

I can't come. My family

is waiting me at home.

OK. Push off.

Come together with me too.

Elderly haji has been asking you.

He said, he has forgotten us.

My father has been

kidnapped because of them.

You are acting unjustly,

there is nothing in their hand.

They looked for him for a long time

but, they couldn't find, you know.

OK, shut up all the same things.

Are you coming or not now?

I can't come, my father hears.

Hit your father on your head.

Chicken. Stupid.

Otherwise, there are nude scenes

with bikinis.

F*** off...

There are kissing scenes too.

Push off...

You shouldn't go either, sin.

Hey. Boy...

Are you deaf?

- What?

- Tape has been finished.

OK master, immediately.

Don't lose yourself in thought much...

Come on go and splice it.

Wind the reel around and finish this job.

What is reality dad?

I always asked this question to me.

What reality is?

Look, a poor excuse for a director.

I know you are inside. You are

not sleeping. Open the door.

Hey, look at me.

Hey, open it, you are making me

ashamed to my friend.

Selman.

Selman, I brought you a surprise.

Come on, open the door.

Listen, what I'm going to tell you.

Aya is a capable girl.

What is there if there isn't substance?

What are the things I see

if everything is imagination?

What sort of sensation is it?

Look. Don't make me angry.

If not, I don't let you take the film.

Why all theese antagonisms?

Why I'm not able to pervent

even one of all theese?

Why I'm such as powerless?

What does impossibility mean too?

Come on, open that.

Why aren't we be able to pass

to another time and space?

Who put these borders?

Who is god?

Hey you, the foolish of ethic.

Don't do that to me, open that door.

lf that is such a puissant...

...doesn't see that this bleeding blood?

If enjoy all theese things?

Come, he is not going to open.

Come on, come...

No dad.

There is only one lively thing for me.

Merve.

Something which fills inside of me

with irrestible enthusiasm.

Something which I suck up

with every breath.

Something which makes me more

and more crazy when I love.

This emotion gives me gratification.

I feel that I'm living.

Take, this is yours.

You will give after writing your name.

- Well... You?

- Don't mind me.

No, this is injustice.

But, I'm giving willingly.

- Let it be whatever, this is not correct.

- Please.

No, Selman.

- Madam.

- Yes Merve?

I didn't do my homework.

Moreover, you are telling that without

getting ashamed. Why not?

We collected all the things

of our house yesterday.

We are moving tomorrow morning.

W... What?

Where has it been come out now?

My father had been attended

somewhere else.

Where?

Come on my daughter,

say good-bye anymore.

I have been alone mum

I have been alone...

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

- Why are you gazing at?

What is there you're gazing at such?

- I'll go from these places.

Where will you go?

Where?

- Master?

- Yes?

- On this calling card... Nazm Bey.

- What had it been happened?

He is living in stanbul city.

Isn't he?

- Has it been anything, young man?

- My key?

- What key?

- But, how?

I had hung it up my neck.

- It will be such things young man.

- Oh, damn.

The greatest soldier is ours...

The greatest soldier is ours...

Escaping is not a solution.

What's up young man,

are you lookin' for someone?

I'm looking for Merve Alkan. Sabiha hanm

is her mother and her father is a teacher.

They should have been moved here.

But, we are living here.

But how will it be?

Here is the address.

Oh yes, they were lived here

before we came.

- But, they moved three months ago.

- Did they move?

- Where?

- I don't know.

Stupid, silly... Idiot...

What's happening to you?

What's happening?

What's happening?

Does Krolu ever cry?

Excuse me,

I have looked for master Nazm...

OK. Master Nazm is inside,

on the right.

Hello father.

Here, our vagabond is...

How are you doin' guy?

Have you already come?

I'm Ayhan.

Old father had mentioned you.

I'm Selman.

Is your mum well?

Don't worry... Well.

In pleasure...

They ask how about you are. She is not

satisfied with her new husband.

Don't say that I didn't say.

That's all.

Stop for a moment.

Take it with you.

- Ayhan?

- Yes father?

- Get the volume down.

- Sory?

Get the volume down some more.

I'm not able to watch TV.

How many times I told you.

- Ugh.

- No ugh. It's not said ugh to father.

You love your son just to make conversation.

OK. OK.

You have come here on time.

Friends from nightclub

are inside and waiting you.

- Come in please.

- All right.

Is my mother inside, Hasan?

No, she has gone.

Answer that telephone, answer...

Hello.

Yes Ayhan?

Hey girl, where is your director

who is the air of a director?

I really don't know.

I have been calling him since morning.

But, not answering.

There will come new candidates but,

he isn't in vision.

He isn't answering my calling either.

Look. I wonder,

if something happened to that man?

Oh, Heaven forbid.

Come on,

go to his room once.

I have jobs to do.

I'm not be able to go.

All right.

What's your problem, guy?

Once, you are out of site...

...then, you got asleep

on the streets.

I don't know,

how you are getting drunk.

No drug, no alcohol,

no woman.

I'm taking a very nice girl to you.

You are not so kind

as to open the door either.

Ayhan.

I told you many times.

Not to get interested in my world.

Shut up.

My God.

You are sick.

You are insisting on

the world "loyalty".

Hey, look...

Be tidy, make up your mind.

Whoever, who had she been married with...

Maybe, she had a dozen of children.

Why don't you live in your own life?

Look, if you have a sexual problem...

...we'll solve... Hmm?

Yes?

All right. Take him in.

Welcome doctor Suat.

We made you tired to come here.

But, you know,

it was a very important event for me.

Thank you, Ayhan.

What's the matter?

- Hey, stop. Where?

- I'm going. Let's see later.

Hey stop, let me meet you.

He is Suat.

Sir, this is Selman.

He is a director.

Don't suppose that he looks intelligent...

...he is a bit ingenuous.

You know,

I have mentioned him to you before.

I understand. Hello.

Nice to meet you.

I'm following you on press media.

Suat is a psychologist.

Nice... Good-bye.

Hey, where are you going?

Suat has come for you.

You did it worst.

Hey, Selman.

Listen to me

just a minute.

Selman.

Pardon me sir.

Sory, we made you come here.

But, he is very important for me...

...and he has some problems...

He has problems.

But, he is not aware of that.

He doesn't think himself as a patient.

You are right sir.

There are a lot of such types generally

among the intellectuals.

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