Dark Cloud Page #4
- Year:
- 2009
- 90 min
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- He was Swearing at you?
Oh man. I said look,
slow down, what's wrong?
You got the wrong number.
But it was the right number.
Basically, the guy's
has been getting threat
texts from our cell number.
- What, you sent them?
- What the hell would I do that for?!
That girl had broken up
with Burak...
and now he's sending
threat messages to her.
Our Burak? I don't
understand any of this.
- Deniz, where is Berk's cell phone?
- It was stolen.
Oh fu...
What am I supposed to tell this kid?
- You're not going to tell him anything.
- Say nothing?
- You're not going to say anything.
- The nerve of This kid.
He steals Berk's phone and
sends messages to this girl.
- The more we interfere in this kid's
life... -Today he steals Berk's phone...
tomorrow he steals God know what.
- Stop saying that. You're making my
head hurt. Stop saying such things.
- What should I say?
- Something else must have happened.
Don't make me yell.
No, he's going to talk to him. Neither I
nor you are going to get involved in this
We're going to tell Adnan the situation
and he's going to deal with it.
There's no other way, I'm telling you.
You think it'll work, Deniz?
I don't know,
but we still have to try.
Everything else we do
or say doesn't work.
If talking helped...
Would this have happened?
Don't talk to Burak about it,
just let Adnan deal with his son.
Get me a new pair of sandals. I've been
wearing the same thing for 5 years.
Berk. Berk.
You're covered in sweat.
I just washed those clothes.
Stop it.
Berk, come here for a second.
- Did You find your cell phone?
- No.
- Have you seen it, Burak?
- Nope.
- Burak! Your dad wants to talk to you.
- OK.
- Here
- That was fast.
What? You said let father
and son talk, right?
There you go.
So you got a girlfriend, huh?
What's with this girl story?
What do you think you're doing Burak?
Everyone's complaining now.
A man...
Where are you going?
Burak!
Blah blah blah since the morning! I told
you to get this thing out of the way!
Are you crazy Ayten? You think
I'm talking on the phone for fun?
All you do is talk.
Just talk. Only talking.
Don't do anything. Nothing else.
- What do you mean I don't do anything?
- Get That thing out of the way.
- I'm the one who is doing all the work.
- Are You insane?
- Stop it! Don't touch me.
- I told You to leave those alone.
The guys are going to
take them anyway.
- Take This chair And table out.
- I'm sorry?
- Take This chair And the table outside.
- No sir, I didn't come for that.
- Then, what do you want?
- First, sorry about what happened.
- Thanks.
- I, uh...
I caused you all a little trouble.
But it wasn't intentional, sorry.
- I came because of
That Water pipe.
- Oh, from the municipality,
fire station?
No sir.
Yesterday I was walking
down your street...
And I was kind of stressed out.
You know, like anxiety.
There was some water already
coming out of that thing.
And I kicked it.
But not like a full kick...
Just like a half-kick, a little...
- You mean to tell me
You broke the pipe?
- No I didn't really kick it.
- It was an accident.
I came to apologize.
- What do You mean
it was an accident?
- You broke a pipe
like That by accident?
- There was already
Water coming out.
- Police.
- Okay, just... go inside.
Alright. You say you did it.
You're the one who kicked it?
I just came here as a normal
guy to apologize.
- Well, thanks...
- And to see if I could help you.
Okay, we'll take care of this.
Just wait here, I'll be right back.
Hello.
I'm trying to reach detective Abdullah.
This is Birol Ozcan.
- What detective?
- Hi. we talked yesterday.
- Sir...
- Yes, we spoke yesterday. Birol Ozcan.
We spoke yesterday.
So now, the uh...
The guy that broke the pipe...
He's here now.
If it isn't too much trouble,
you should come and meet him.
- Yes, yes...
- Oh man...!
Stop, stop, stop!
- Let's go, let's go. Come on.
- Alright, just relax.
Man, why are you stopping?
Just go, Kasimpasa or wherever.
- Kasimpasa? OK. What's this anxiety?
- It's nothing, just go.
Hey, take a look at my photo.
Am I handsome or what?
Yeah, you look great.
- Look out! Look where you're going.
- I'm a showman, a singer. I do music.
- I do stand-up comedy at weddings.
- Turn right. right. right.
How was that, did you like it?
- Can we Just go to Kasimpasa?
Like quietly...?
I sold lots of cigarette
lighters too. 5 for 25.
Every single brand of
fluid, you name it.
Like a huge, giant gas tank.
Right in your pocket.
- What's going on here?
- What's up? Why are we stopping again?
Some guy got knocked out on the street.
Something's going on.
Go on man, go on.
Come on, move!
- Just a second.
- Just go! Go!
- Just shut up!
- Was There a fight or something?
The man's on the ground.
Did they beat him up, or stab him?
Or was he hit by a car?
What a pity.
Who knows who he is?
His family must be waiting at home.
I hope he's alright.
They'll probably
send an ambulance, or something.
Maybe it was a hit-and-run?
Oh, the cops...?
He's telling us to stop.
What is this? What did we do?
Alright mister officer, just a minute.
Pay for the ride and get out. Let's go.
How much is it?
My wallet...
I must have left it.
You want me to help?
If you want to help,
go to the market.
I told you to buy cheese
half an hour ago.
OK...
- Burak! I'm not going to tell you again!
- OK.
- How does This work?
- I'm going.
Burak!
F***! The cheese.
- You're very late.
"Sorry... "mom".
Where were you?
I went there.
But I ended up in the wrong house.
Are you stupid? How could you walk
into someone eases house?
No, I went in the
wrong house by accident.
It was wrong.
It was the wrong house.
I didn't understand what was going on.
Are you dumb? How can a person
not find his own house?
He died, you know?
But you don't care, do you?
You couldn't see his last days.
Ever since he died
we've been watching this.
First he had a stroke.
Then his feet went numb.
He couldn't get out of bed.
You didn't come.
- Take it. It's yours.
- What's this?
What? Sorry, I don't know Chinese.
"It says "I'm sorry
for not being able
to" "gather berries
together with you"."
He wrote this to you on his last night.
His hands were shaking so much.
It took him three hours to write
this note. it was so hard.
This guy is a real faker. I swear.
Faker? Fake?
Look at this bullshit.
He was crippled just a second ago.
What con man you are, Adnan!
Stupid child!
Here is your father's corpse.
He died.
They came and shot this after he died.
This is fake, too.
I'll show you.
Didn't I say it was fake?
Where are we?
Nobody here?
She said there's no one at home.
Let me see.
Burak!
What happened, boy?
What happened?
Burak, I'm talking to you.
Get inside!
- What's he doing at this hour?
- I have no idea. Wait, he's coming.
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