Celal ile Ceren Page #11
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- 2013
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What's going on?
Where'd you find him?
I was young once, but never like this.
The downstairs neighbor's come.
Sorry about all the noise.
Celal, what are you doing here?
What are you up to?
We're having a party.
We're dancing.
Ceren, please take him in.
He's so cute. The little darling.
And he loves you.
He told us all about it.
- Sure.
- Wow.
Celal, gather your things.
Girls, tum down that music.
Celal, don't do anything stupid.
Get downstairs. Come to my place.
Tum that music down. I'm going to bed.
Come on.
Thank God.
There's no place like home.
I swear it.
It's so peaceful,
so cozy.
I even missed the way it smells.
Hang on a minute.
Just a second.
I don't want that bird in my house,
okay?
Never. Put him out on the balcony.
Ceren, how can I put Kahraman
outside in this weather?
He's a tiny thing with a little soul.
Celal, it's warm outside. Enough of
your nonsense. I don't want him here.
That's what I mean. It's too hot.
He's all black, and the sun will beat
down on him.
He'll absorb all that sunlight. A beak
is all that will be left of him.
Oh, poorthing. How upsetting.
I don't care. I don't want him here.
- It's my apartment.
- Fine then.
Okay, Kahraman, we're not staying
where we're not wanted.
I'll sort things out somehow.
Secondly, just because I let you in
don't try any funny business.
Any attempted rubbing, petting, pushing
or penetration and...
...I'll tear it right off.
- I can't do anything?
- Nothing at all.
- Cuddling?
- No.
- Spooning?
Never.
I didn't let you in here because I have
feelings or anything...
...but because I had to.
To stop the neighbors talking.
The whole building and all the neighbors
Don't forget to open the lid when
you use the toilet.
I don't want to see it.
Don't go anywhere near the kitchen.
Do what you want. Clean up after yourself.
I don't want to see any of it.
No coming into my room,
or even the next room over.
Okay? Sleep or pass out here.
Just don't touch me.
God bless you.
Just give me a greased truncheon
to stick up my ass.
Celal, you're disgusting.
Here's a blanket.
Get that bird out of here.
I have a bird for you.
Just you wait.
You're disgusting. Good night.
- Princess.
- Celal, get out
- Get out.
- See this?
You're not allowed in here.
- But just look at this.
- I don't care.
- Oh, oh, oh.
I said I don't want it.
Celal, I don't want it!
I can't believe it.
I really can't.
I have to go to work.
What have I done to serve this?
Get out! Get out, I said!
You'll love it, Ceren.
You'll love it, Ceren. Look at the table.
It's a work of art.
- I made you dinner, Ceren.
- Celal, but I...
Okay. I know how pleased you are.
Come take a seat.
This impresses all the women.
- I have to go out.
I promised to go to dinner.
- Who'd you promise?
They're picking me up. They're here.
Did you make the bed?
- Where are you going?
- Bye-bye.
Where are you going?
Who's picking you up?
Is it that bastard Baturalp again?
Has Baturalp come to get you?
That bastard Baturalp!
Aren't you ashamed to hit on
other men's wives and girlfriends?
There are 24 million people in this city.
Why are you hitting on my girlfriend?
Bastard! I broke a guitar over your head.
What else should I break?
Celal, what are you doing?
- Just a second, Ceren. Stand back.
- Stop it.
- No, Ceren. Get back.
You pushed me over the edge.
- I've totally lost it.
- I don't believe it. Dad! My dad!
- What are you doing?
- Sorry, Mehmet.
Enjoy your dinner, Mehmet.
I trust you're well?
Get in. Let's go.
- Good evening.
Hey! Where are you going?
- My apartment is on fire.
- My apartment. My boyfriend...
- It's on fire. Don't you see it?
It's full of smoke.
Where are you going?
My boyfriend's inside.
- How can you save him?
Are you going to put out the fire
with your bare hands?
- Yes, Celal!
- Wait. Hold on a second.
- Who's your boyfriend?
- Celal. He' a bit heavy. And tall.
A tall guy twice my size.
I saw him. I got him out.
Nobody touched him. Don't worry.
- Is he alive?
- He's alive. Now get out of here.
Thank God. Bless you.
- For God's sake.
Why isn't there any water?
mouth and blow myself up.
I swear I've had it.
Celal?
- Get away.
- Spit it all out.
My poor lamb.
What happened, Celal?
How'd this happen to you.
I nearly died, Ceren.
God must have saved me
After working so hard all day...
...I nodded off the second my head
hit the pillow.
Oh, you poorthing.
Then I heard, "Caw, caw!"
Kahraman woke me up.
That animal told me to get up
and save my skin.
Get up, he said.
- I don't believe it.
That's so touching.
I got up.
There was smoke everywhere.
I couldn't see a thing.
I couldn't breathe.
Oh no, it's a nightmare, I said.
Then a man with a white light
came up.
A little guy, knee-high.
It's a miracle, I said to myself.
Follow that man.
Well, he slung me over his back
and we went out the window.
Now I'm here, breathing oxygen.
It's unbelievable, Celal.
What's that?
My lungs are whistling.
When I saw the apartment on fire,
I was so worried, Celal.
If anything happened to you...
...I couldn't go on.
Darling.
Spit, darling.
Put on your bathrobe.
Put on your bathrobe.
Aren't you ashamed to sit like
that in front of your sister-in-law?
She stuck that thing on your chest.
And a collar around your neck.
- What kind of couple are you?
- What's wrong with us?
Your clothes for a start.
Just look at yourselves.
Okay, it's a fantasy thing.
But she's dressed like the devil.
I don't know what
you're supposed to be.
A gardener.
It's obvious.
- Look at the gardener.
- I don't believe it.
Whatever.
You can go use our bedroom.
Why would we use your bedroom?
We have our own room.
I redecorated your room.
It's a hobby room now.
That's why I suggested our room.
- Celal, come on. Let's go inside.
Just a second, Ceren.
I'm not going anywhere.
I arose from the flames, rebom.
A tiny fireman gave me
a new lease on life.
I can't sleep in their room, Ceren.
Who knows what's in their bed?
There might be a corpse.
- Enough already.
- There could be a horse's head.
Sheep intestines.
We could find anything.
A dildo. Avibrator.
Who knows what we'll find.
Okay, Celal.
They can sleep inside.
We'll stay here.
Okay. Gzde, we'll sleep here.
Thanks. We'll use the couch.
Fine then. Sweet dreams.
- You too.
Look
- Ugh.
They thrust it in our faces.
It's unbelievable. Really.
Anyway, good night.
- Where are you going?
- To bed.
- Sleep here.
- Come over here.
- No, dear.
- We can sleep here together.
- Celal, no.
Do what you want then.
I'm not going to keep trying.
I've been rebom.
- Go tum off the lights.
- You turn them off.
- Tum them off.
- You do it.
- Tum them off.
- No, you.
- Look.
- Tum them off.
- Look.
- Tum them off.
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