Celal ile Ceren Page #5

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- No, she's not. My mother...

- She's got a big mole on her cheek.

- Who's Ceren?

- Ceren? Who?

This came out of your crow's stomach.

"Celal and Ceren" is written in it.

- Oh, that ring doesn't belong to me.

- What? Isn't your name Celal?

I'm Celal, but it's not mine. Even if it

was mine I don't know any Cerens.

I don't know anyone named Ceren.

Which means the ring isn't mine.

- Then whose is it?

- Your mother's.

- Pardon?

- Uh... my grandpa's.

It belongs to my grandpa.

It has great sentimental value.

- Then Ceren is your grandmother.

- What are you, a census worker?

Give me the ring and I'll go.

It's important to me.

Grandpa was a womanizer, I guess.

He handed out rings.

Mind your own business.

Don't hire people like that.

It's bad forthe animals' psychology.

The girl I'm about to bring here...

...is going to be my wife one day.

I've fallen in love.

Head over heels.

Love at first sight. I saw her...

I was smitten.

I felt all chumed up, butterflies,

just like you said.

And you even know her.

You know her, just wait.

- We know each other?

- Get ready, I'm bringing her in.

Come on, dear. Keep them shut.

- I am.

I'm wondering what you'll do.

Come on, come on. Stand right there.

Don't open your eyes. Ready?

- I'm ready.

- Go on, open your eyes.

This is Selin. Selin from Aktur.

She's become a veterinarian.

She took care of Kahraman.

Made him well.

- How are you, Selin?

- Hello, Timur.

- Bar.

- How are you?

- How nice.

- It's been a while, hasn't it, Selin?

- What a coincidence.

- How are you, Kubi?

- Fine, I can't complain.

- Celal, I've got to get going.

I really must go.

I've got two operations tomorrow.

No, please sit down.

Have some chicken with us.

- I've got to get to bed early.

- Oh, please.

- I've got to get to bed early.

- Then I won't insist.

- Right? No insisting.

- See you later, guys.

Let me walk you out.

Come on, I'll walk you out.

We can sort this out with a modem,

and eight splitters.

I'll send it with Celal.

Bye. Thanks.

- Can I tell you something, Celal?

- Go on.

- You know Selin from yesterday?

- At the word "Selin" I get all funny.

I screwed her.

- Screwed her how?

- We screwed like bunnies.

Like bunnies?

You know the summer you

broke your leg. At Aktur...

...I took her up to the attic of

Perili Manor and screwed her.

What kind of guy are you?

Damn you to hell.

I had a broken leg that summer

and was laid up at home.

My poor mother invited you

to dinnerten times.

- None of you bothered to drop by.

- Yeah but we...

I know what you're here for.

Who'd take a girl to Perili Manor?

- Bye, Celal. See you.

- Bye.

- How's it going?

- Why'd you come slinking in like that?

- I've something to tell you.

- Go on.

- You remember Selin, who came yesterday.

- Yes, I remember her.

Hejust told me.

Bar did.

They did it.

I know.

He's lying.

Bar and Timur both came on to her.

She ignored them, of course.

I went to the machine room of the pool...

...and had my way with Selin.

- In the pool's machine room?

- Yes.

I was young. The blood was

pumping through my veins.

I was young too!

I was young.

I had a broken leg. I was a cripple.

And I was young too!

What kind of guy are you?

My poor mother...

...invited you to dinner all those nights

and you never came.

I ate all the beans and watermelon

all by myself.

Now I can see

what you were all after.

One of you took herto Perili Manor,

the other to the machine room.

Couldn't you find anywhere else?

What the hell is wrong with you?

- Anyway, I'm going.

- Go. Go.

I'll spell it right out.

You'd betterstay away from Selin.

That summer, over on the rocks,

we really got it on.

I'm going to lose it.

I'm going out of my mind.

If one more person comes in here

and says they screwed Selin...

...I swear I'll hang myself from the ceiling

with a piece of cable.

No, this can't be. You screwed her too?

What are you talking about? You asked me

to pack up Ceren's things.

What am I supposed to do with them?

Ah, what a relief.

I could handle the others,

but not you.

I couldn't have handled you.

Have it delivered express.

Send it off.

And let that be the end of it.

The end of that problem.

- Okay.

- Is that all?

Celal, get your equipment and tools.

You're going to Dila Hanm's villa in

Tarabya. You're installing a network.

But Dad, I've got work here.

I'm about to ship some cable.

Do it quick.

Get yourstuff and go.

- Have that mutt come with me then.

- No. He's got some work to do with me.

You always send me to make house calls.

I do all the work.

That mutt just sits here.

You put "General Manager" on

your card, but just look at you.

Yes?

I'm from Manki Cable Electronics.

You have an installation.

Ah, I was expecting you.

Come right in.

- Should I take them off?

- No. Come right in.

How long have you been

doing installations?

I've been doing it for 7 years.

I'm still new at it.

My boss was a real master.

He's actually my dad. Manki Cable.

My boss is my dad.

He can lay it like no one else.

At his side, watching him at work...

...holding the other end

if he needed it...

...I learned the tricks of the trade.

What I mean is...

...what I have is the youth my dad

doesn't, and the enthusiasm...

...agility, speed, can-do attitude

and dynamism that youth brings.

Just lay it down the best you can,

that's all I ask.

Right.

Let's get started.

Where exactly do you want it done?

Come along. I'll show you.

Come on.

God help me.

How's it going?

Is it getting any easier?

Yes it is, ma'am.

I stretch the cable from here...

...right towards this corner. Here...

...under the bed...

Ah! Ah!

- Ma'am, what are you doing?

- Lie down!

- What are you doing, ma'am...?

- Lie down, I said! Lie down!

Alright, ma'am, I'm laying down.

Please calm down.

Sister, what have you done?

What kind of outfit is that?

Show me how you lay your cable.

I lay cable.

You misunderstood.

We can talk this over like

two civilized people.

Let's sit down and talk.

Oh! Oh!

Scratch me.

I have trouble doing it even

in normal conditions.

- How I am supposed to do it here?

- Say, my white ass.

- What? My white ass?

- Say, my white ass.

- My white ass! My white ass, okay.

- Say, meow.

Meow! Meow.

Meow. Enough already.

- Say, lay me.

- I'll lay you, sister.

Just put that down.

Let's talk it over...

...and someone will get laid.

Please put that down, sister.

- I've got a whip phobia.

- Okay. I'm putting it down but...

- ...I brought this.

- Damn. What the hell is that?

I'll blow you away.

No, sister. Not that.

I don't like that either.

Please.

Is that a blender?

Who has sex with a blender?

Okay. I'll put it down...

...but I'm putting this over your head.

- What is it with all the toys?

Damn you.

And I'm all tied up.

Please don't.

No. Take that filthy thing away.

Please! Who knows who wore it.

No, stop it.

Haven't you got a husband?

Goddamn woman!

- Good day, ma'am. Ceren SarsImaz?

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