Autumn

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Attention! Attention!

Human life is the most precious thing

there is.

If you don't think of yourselves...

...think of the people you love,

your parents, brothers and sisters...

...who worry about you,

who are waiting anxiously for you.

You won't gain anything by sending

your closest friends to their death.

We've planned this intervention

on purely humanitarian grounds.

And we don't want any of you

getting hurt in the course of it.

Don't try to fight us.

If you give yourselves up...

...prisoners who are sick,

injured or on hunger strike...

...will be transferred to hospital

immediately...

...the others will be transferred to

F-type jails...

...and you'll get to see your families

over the public holiday.

Life is beautiful in spite of everything!

Take a deep breath.

And another one.

Cough for me.

Look at you! Coming barefoot to the

infirmary when you're this sick!

Look, I'll be frank with you.

Your lungs are ruined!

I warned you before the hunger strike.

There's not much I can do for you.

A lot of people better off than you have

filed appeals under article 309.

And most of them have been released.

Passengers for Shana!

Come on! It's leaving right now!

If it'd rained another 15 minutes

there'd have been floods like last time.

- They almost took the bridge away.

- We'd have been ruined.

Lucky it didn't carry on.

Floods here, drought there...

God take care of us!

How many years has it been, Yusuf?

Ten years, Hikmet Amca.

Who is our friend there?

I don't recognise him, srafil.

You don't? It's Yusuf,

the son of old Bekay Cemal.

I still don't recognise him.

Where's he been all this time?

In jail.

Mum!

Yusuf, is that you?

Yusuf!

It's so wonderful to see you!

Is this a dream, son?

Are you well, son?

You've come all that way.

Mom don't cry.

Have you grown or shrunk, son?

I can't decide.

How do I know?

Maybe you've grown in 10 years.

Isn't that normal?

But you haven't grown, son.

You've got so thin.

I didn't want to tell anyone

my troubles, son.

I went and cried in the garden,

cried by the door.

I cried in your room and

stared at the walls.

OK, Mum. Don't tire yourself out.

I can do it.

Lie down and have a rest, son.

I cooked egg.

I've not been able to eat a thing.

Nothing goes down.

I wondered what you got to eat there.

Were you hungry? Thirsty?

Did they give you meat?

What did you eat? I had no idea.

But thank God all the same.

At least he brought you back to me.

You were able to come back.

See? I'm here now, Mum.

Yusuf, there's one thing

I'm curious about.

Do they keep you locked up

in cells all day...

...or are you sometimes

let out in the fresh air?

They usually unlock the cells

during the day.

But once it's evening, they do a roll call

and lock the cells again.

Yusuf, I can't even take a day at home.

How did you take 10 years in one room?

Oh, Nesibe!

How about asking how I managed?

Oh, son!

See what you put me through.

Yusuf, how many people are there

in F-type jails?

As far as I know...

Drop the F-types!

Don't upset the guy on his first day out!

- Find something else to talk about!

- Right. Let's talk about our livelihood.

Will the state pay our tea money?

Or won't it?

Mikahil, the boy's asleep.

Let's make a move.

We must be off.

Drop by at the workshop.

Yes, it really is late.

We should get going too.

At last you've got him back!

We're so happy for you, Glefer Hanm.

Yusuf, it's great to have you back.

Onur, don't play here, son.

You'll wake Yusuf.

He didn't sleep at all last night.

- How are you doing?

- Good.

Didn't you go to school today?

I did, but the teacher was sick.

So we got the day off.

You're not lying, are you?

Look, if you're lying,

I'll come to school tomorrow and ask.

How are you doing in class?

My Turkish is good,

but I'm not so great at maths.

Not so great, huh?

So what are you going to be

when you grow up?

- A doctor.

- A doctor.

But if you want to be a doctor,

you need to work on that maths.

Right?

Anyway, whatever you decide to be...

...the more maths you know,

the better your brain will work.

Have you got a bicycle?

Dad was going to get me one last year

but he never got round to it.

Look, let's make a deal.

Come to me at the weekends

and let's work on your maths.

Then if you get a five for maths

I'll get you a bike. OK?

OK.

- Is that a deal?

- It's a deal.

What did you study

when you grew up?

- Me? I studied maths.

- Did you become a teacher?

You know what a researcher is, right?

- I went to that kind of school.

But I didn't finish. - Like a scientist?

Well... Something like that.

What do scientists do anyway?

Come at the weekend

and you'll find out.

Where were you all this time?

- In prison.

- Where was the prison? Far away?

Well, a bit further than Istanbul.

- Who made that?

- I did.

Can I have a look?

Come on! Grab your bag.

Run! Hurry inside!

Dear Dad, Mum, Sis and

everyone else in the family...

...I miss you all and send you

great armfuls of love and good wishes.

Do forgive me for not writing...

...for such a long time.

The trial will most probably end in July.

Everything's pretty much complete.

As it's a political case

they might drag things out a bit.

But I can guess the outcome

so I'm warning you now.

They're pushing for 12 years.

This is the sentence I'm likely to get.

Aren't you cold out here?

You were coughing all night.

I hope you're not getting sick.

I'd do anything for you.

Hey, ho!

There's been snow up in the hills.

What are you going to do

with that milk?

Oh, Nesibe!

My troubles never seem to end.

I think the boy's sick.

I've made the milk for him.

The sun's beautiful. Get up.

Go into town. Go down to the village.

Go and see Mikahil.

Come on now. Get up, son.

Come on.

Hey, Yusuf! Where are you off to?

Going into town?

Aha, Ahmet Amca.

So are we. Come and wait with us.

The minibus will soon be here.

Now forget that business

and stop talking rot, Ahmet.

What's this tourism thing about?

Tell us about that.

I don't understand

the first thing about it.

A place without tourism

has no chance of development.

Once you've got tourism, you get

guesthouses, hotels, restaurants...

- What did you say, Ahmet Amca?

- I'm talking about tourism. Tourism!

I guess the minibus is running late.

So maybe I'll walk.

Look who you ask! The guy's off his head

after 10 years in jail.

What else do you expect

after that long in prison?

OK, kids.

Is there anything else you want?

Have you got any Russian novels?

Have a look on that shelf up there.

You should find a couple.

Thanks.

That's eight million.

- Thanks.

- Goodbye.

God, even their hookers are educated!

That'll be eight million.

Abi, are you from around here?

I feel like I know you from somewhere.

If you say so.

Come back!

I've left you something to eat.

You know what he's like.

He turns up next day and says sorry.

Don't you know him yet?

Is my little Sopiko at home, Mum?

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