Bu Son Olsun Page #5
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- 2012
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...make peace with my fiance
and get married.
wishes l really did.
But l couldn't.
while l was still mourning...
...the man l loved,
just to please my father.
l couldn't. l was burn with rage.
Because...
The ember burns where it lands.
Nobody understood my suffering.
l've neverforgotten him.
l ended up in the streets.
For years, l had fantasies
of seeing her again.
Finally, l realized something.
The six months we'd spent
togetherwere worth a lifetime.
Knowing, orat least hoping,
that she was alive and well...
...even if she was far away,
made life worthwhile for me.
l really wish l could help you.
But how can l?
At least you know
where the otherone is.
All that separates you is a wall.
Write Lale a letter.
What if l did?
The wardens won't give it to her.
You're not going to give
it to the wardens.
Life's like water, Sinan.
lt flows and flows.
And as it does, people talk of
'fate ''when they encounter...
...the unexpected.
lf life's a river, fate is water.
There's no damming
The water also knows
how to tear down dams.
Having a good chat, are you?
What are you up to, Sinan?
Saving the country again?
Hold it.
lt's time we put out the fire.
The ones who started it.
Huh? Are you talking in code?
Are you going to try to
burn down the prison?
Look at you.
What's this?
Where's the map?
- l burned it, chief
- Calm down, chief.
To light the stove.
l've got a good sense of direction
Just like my sixth sense.
- Let's wait a while longer
- Let' wait.
lf they don't hang Chief
within five months orso...
...they'll let us out anyway.
They wouldn't hang us lf you ask me.
Anyway, if they hang anyone it'll be Chief.
Come.
Where's the acid?
Alright, calm down!
What are you doing, wolf cubs?
We're counting heads.
This time, chief's truly pissed off.
Stretch it tighter, soldier.
Don't forget, the nation depends on you.
- Good for you, son
- Thank you, commander.
Oops, l dropped it.
Friar Kenan's at his wit's end
First pipe duty, now sheet duty.
Send the messengermouse off.
l hope he doesn't mobilize the
whole army to follow the mouse.
What are we going to do
with the earth we dig up?
We'll give it to the landless peasants.
What can we do?
We'll shake it from ourcuffs in the exercise yard.
So, Yaar Efendi? l thought we'd
become such good friends.
You only visit me when l ask for you.
l've taken offence.
So tell me, what are our
good-for-nothings up to?
Nothing much
There's been no change.
What do you expect from anarchists?
All theirtalk of change,
l don't know to put this
the problem isn't the cellblock.
What is it then?
l'm not sure l should mention this
l don't want to come between you.
Has somebody got their
eyes on my position?
lt's Cafer, isn't it?
l wouldn't put anything past that bastard.
- No, it's not Cafer
- Who is it then?
- Niyazi
- Niyazi?
l was playing backgammon
with Niyazi the otherday.
Kenan came and said something
l might have misunderstood
Maybe he meant something else.
- l'm done for, done for.
- Calm down. There's no need to panic.
What do you mean?
Let's install Cevat in the infirmary
He'll keep an eye on Niyazi.
Wait a second. Which Cevat?
That midget, idiot friend of yours?
He's as cunning as they come
He knows how to play the idiot.
Really? Fine then.
Cevat, hand me those
gauze bandages.
Not that, gauze.
Cevat, gauze.
What's that? Give it to me.
Who gave you this?
Now give me those bandages.
Reis, heads up!
Calm down.
- Should we go left, orright?
- Right, of course, chief.
Then we'll dig towards Malta.
lt's taken us six months.
We're getting out of here
one way or another.
Whetherit takes one year orfive.
#When I lie in my bunk at night
l imagine moments that might have been.
I dream of the things we were neverable
to do and may neverbe able to do.
Forinstance,
we neverwent to the cinema.
There were neverdays in which
we walked hand-in-hand,...
...not caring that we were
getting soaked in the rain.
run or hurrying to get somewhere.
We neverhad a moment just forus.
Hand-in-hand, l wish you and
I wandered aII across the city too,...
...into strange new pIaces.
How couId l not have wanted that?
seaguIIs orsung songs together.
But sweetheart, my darling,
now's the time forpatience.
It's no time to think about such things,
to daydream about what might have been.
It's time to focus on the here and now.
We might neversee each other again...
...but we share a common dream
that will bind us forever.
That's why we'll
nevertruly be apart.
Come on, boys. We're almost there.
Cowboy, yourletter's been returned.
Gney's escaped.
lf l don't escape through that hole l found,
my name's not Cowboy Ali.
ln the men's and the women's wards,
they're digging tunnels everywhere!
They're like a bunch of moles.
The prison will end up
collapsing on our heads.
Good for you.
You finally did some good.
That bastard Kenan's not around,
so this is my chance.
Cafer! No, he can't be trusted.
Who can?
The staff sergeant?
So, Cafer.
l see you're back.
- Yes, director
- Don't ''director'' me!
- From now on, you'll call me ''pasha''
- Pasha?
Gatherall the prisoners
in the courtyard.
- Pasha?
- What?
l don't want to interfere,
but the most secure place is the kitchen.
The most secure spot, huh?
What happened to you today?
Yourbrain's working overtime.
Once we get past this
l promise to make you my deputy.
Gatherall the prisoners
in the kitchen.
Soldiers, go to the
courtyard Go on, hurry!
- Shall we inform the captain?
- There's no need.
The rest of you, go straight
to the wards. March!
Get going.
Who needs the captain?
The pasha's in charge Hzr Pasha.
Everyone out in the corridor
We're doing a search.
Come on everyone, let's go
Let them search in peace.
When l'm done here, Sinan,
l'm going to meet with you in private.
We'll meet. We'll all meet
one day forthe last time.
Move it! Hurry up!
Sinan.
Glteki
l'm terribly hurt.
You broke my heart.
lf we hadn't noticed,
you were all going to leave on me.
saying goodbye to yourpasha?
Today was our kismet.
Don't worry, Sinan. We've still
got a lot of unfinished business.
- Come on, Cafer
- Coming, Director.
You lowlifes! Are you the
ones who squealed on us?
Watch yourmouth,jackal
You're the squealers.
Hey, cut it out!
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
You're going to ruin everything.
Cevat, go on.
Run.
What the hell have we here!
Hurry up and do this
before Hzrcomes back.
Move along. Go on.
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