Annemin Yarasi Page #5

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- Yes.

- Ungrateful bugle.

When do you think?

- He was abandoned afterthe war.

- What year?

1994-95, I think. Thanks.

- Yes.

- Is it possible to find his parents?

1994-95, you say.

You can't rule anything out.

What if we contacted someone

from the records?

If he saw his motheror a relative?

I want to try.

Sure, we don't know

how he was abandoned.

Mari, don't go digging all this up.

It's 20 years in the past.

So, leaving it to history to...

- You mean?

- I mean, just in case.

Don't meddle.

And don't get me involved.

Dejan.

I don't need you forthis advice.

I've heard it all my life.

You're picking overthe rice.

Hmm.

Honey.

- It's hard, Mirsad.

- What's hard?

Wthout the pills.

- Well, yes.

- I'd forgotten.

Honey, it's hard

but at least it's real.

OK, it's real, but...

Is that a good thing?

- Are you scared?

- No.

Be scared.

- I scared you.

- You started early again.

I'm a farmer,

not a fake like you.

Farmers go by the sun.

How do you turn this on?

I'm busy, Bori.

C'mon, don't mess me around.

Whoa!

Man, you animal!

Watch your mouth.

Salih wants a tattoo.

Later, Bori.

I have to go home.

You go, or I'll cut you up.

- I'm not dealing with you.

- Don't.

- Do what the hell you want.

- I will.

I'm going.

Dumbass!

Leave the keys.

Huh.

He's gone.

The crap tattooist is gone.

The best in the Balkans

and the Middle East is still here.

Borislav Milic.

I don't like flowers indoors.

I like axes.

Boris, I want to say something.

I don't like books.

- I don't like glasses.

- I want to say something.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

We must do something for Salih, Boris.

We must do something for Salih.

Do what, Mari?

Breastfeed him if you like.

Boris, get up.

Get up, Boris!

Breastfeed?

Do you know what you said?

Stop talking sh*t.

There's a limit to everything.

Mari.

I'm sorry.

Hey. Hey.

I'm sorry.

You aren't as upset as I am

that we can't have children, are you?

Mari.

We won't be having children.

It's what He wants.

There's you. There's me.

And there's no one else.

You know what I pray for?

For God to give a baby

to every woman who wants one.

He gives them to women who don't.

- Boris.

- Huh?

You'd have been great with kids.

The chickens are hungry,

the sheep aren't out.

That's what happens

when you drink all night.

- He forced me.

- Sure.

This place isn't a hotel, Salih.

Paint your room. As punishment.

If you want a different color,

go buy it.

Did you ask forthat tattoo?

I guess so.

You should put something on it.

There was just one of you,

now there's two. Bravo!

Salih!

Salih!

Salih!

Get up. We're going.

Get up.

- What's up?

- We're going to hospital.

His stomach. From drinking.

Spasms orbleeding.

- It's not bleeding!

- Boris, get up.

- It's a waste of time going.

- Get up.

- OK, OK.

- His shoes.

I'm OK.

Salih, you go that side.

- Mari, really I'm fine.

- Enough!

I'm fine. She's making me walk.

- I'm going to the car.

- Go on, go.

- Come with me.

- Borislav, wait.

Are you OK? Huh?

C'mon.

Marija.

Nice tattoo.

How could you pick that?

Drink like a man.

Are you OK?

It's unfinished

but a nice tattoo.

Salih, I'm fine. Look.

Don't say too much, Salih.

Help me down.

- You hear?

- Yes.

Son, listen to yourteacher in class.

Don't make trouble.

But Sddk makes me laugh.

- Mother.

- Huh?

What did you say to Salih?

What?

What did you say to Salih?

What did you tell the boy?

- Off you go to Hseyin's now.

- I'm eating.

You've had enough. C'mon.

You're as bad as each other

making something out of nothing.

You told him something.

He ran away from here.

I dream about it every night.

- You aren't well, dear.

- I'm fine, mother.

- Let's hear. Don't drag it out.

- C'mon, Mom.

Then stop this! I'm not saying.

You give yourwife herpills

or do whatever you have to.

Did you give him these?

Why did you do that?

I told him to go.

I said he couldn't stay.

Why?

I gave all my answers in the war.

Your youth, my son's leg.

Enough.

Enough! Don't make me talk.

Mom.

Mother, come here.

Mother, come here.

You have to tell me what happened.

You have to.

Why's it a secret?

Talk to me. Open the door.

Open the door.

Open the door.

Mother, please open the door.

Mom.

- Tell me what happened.

- God damn me.

Why did I lose my youth?

Nerma.

She won't open the door.

Let's stop asking questions.

Please, let's stop asking.

I didn't lose this leg in the war.

I lost it fleeing from the war.

The day I trod on that mine

I was deserting the front.

I wasn't one of the brave.

I was one of the cowards.

I was so ashamed afterwards.

So ashamed. Not because...

They strapped this on.

Because I couldn't help.

I was ashamed of being a coward.

Now I'm afraid.

But I'm not ashamed.

There's no shame in being afraid.

- It isn't a sin either.

- Isn't it?

People are afraid.

Hello.

If only you'd left payment.

You could've said you were going.

I'm sorry.

- But that's not why I'm here.

- Really.

It's not why I'm here.

Aweird thing happened.

I was checking the patient's file.

Then I saw you.

The patient's name is Borislav Milic.

Lfirst saw the name on my phone.

You left.

And second time you're here.

It just seemed interesting.

Like karma.

That's all. See you.

Wait. Umm.

OK, I'm very sorry.

Really. About that day.

I had to go.

- That's why...

- You don't need to say anything.

OK. You don't need to either.

In there, I mean.

Keep Borislav Milic out of it, OK?

OK.

- How are we? We look well.

- Great.

- Thanks.

- The results are good.

- Good.

- Great. Then I can leave.

- Who said you were better?

- I didn't.

We're having a party.

Boris, are you crazy?

- Tamara, you're invited, too.

- What party?

Do you know each other?

- No, we just met.

- Are you happy?

Are you happy you met?

Salih's a great kid.

Let's take your blood pressure.

- I'm fit as a boar.

- Come here.

- The lights are ready, the wine, meat...

- So the bike came in handy.

Here, it's yours.

Just in case.

And keep yourletter.

- We're here tonight. Let's talk tomorrow.

- Anything I can do?

No. Aromantic night

with my husband awaits.

- But lock up at home. Don't forget.

- OK.

Your blood pressure's OK.

See you in 30 minutes.

- See you.

- Tamara, thank you.

You're welcome.

Salih.

Cute girl.

When are you coming back?

Ask yourdad.

Isn't yourboss giving me a ride?

Granny.

Can I come to auntie's?

No. Not now. C'mon.

He's working.

I see.

Hello.

I wanted to see Borislav Milic.

What about? I'm his son.

- About work.

- There isn't any.

Who said there was?

Afriend of yourdad's.

He said to talk to Borislav Milic.

Go ahead.

Talk to him if you can.

I guess the guy doesn't know my dad.

I see. There must be some mistake.

- Hello?

- Hello, Salih? Where are you?

I don't know exactly.

I'm roaming around.

Roaming around? Good.

We're leaving the hospltal.

You come home, OK?

Hello?

Salih, come home, OK?

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