Eyyvah eyvah Page #6
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- 2010
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There's a family issue. Personal.
Yes. Yes.. 250 lira?
Well, what can l do?
l'll come and play then.
All love affairs are lies anay..
They always end in grief..
- We're off-key now.
- Because of you!
- What?
- Because of you!
Hey, you onlyjust arrived!
Are you tying to show off here?
Just wait. Wait, wait, wait.
What are you saying, Hseyin?
Abla, sing the song in this key
and god help us!
He's making you sing in a key
thatworks for Sertab.
You're not a soprano!
You're an alto. l've worked you out.
ln this key he'll have you yelling
all night like Tarzan of Manisa.
Play in A and let's see if she cracks.
Play in A and let's see if she cracks.
OK, do it. Go on.
Firuz! Firuz!
Haldun Eskiciler has turned up!
You're not serious!
What a night! l don't believe it.
It's giving me stomach cramps.
Come on. Why don't you get read
Right, OK.
Come on, you guys. Get going
and warm things up a bit.
Get going, guys.
Metin Abi, who's Haldun Eskiciler?
He owns Istanbul, meetie. A big shot.
- What happened to your voice?
- lt's nerves. Come on!
You mean mafia or what?
With evey breath draw me inside you
from head to toe and let me stay there..
With evey breath draw me inside you
from head to toe and let me stay there..
All love affairs are lies anay..
They always end in grief..
Even if loneliness is all
that's left behind, you're worth it..
Let's hear you!
All love affairs are lies anay..
They always end in grief..
Even if loneliness is all
that's left behind, you're worth it..
Thanks! Thanks for the applause!
Bless you! Are we having a good time?
Cheers! Thanks! Thank you!
l saw, l saw, l saw.
Welcome to you. Welcome.
Haldun Bey has honoured us
with his presence here tonight.
Thank you vey much.
And he's requested a song.
Thanks again. Let's just
check the key if that's OK with you.
l don't know this song.
- So what do we do?
- l have no idea about the lyrics.
- What's that?
- You know it?
l have the lyrics OK
but l need to write them down.
Forget that, kid. There's no time.
Come on! You know the song?
- l know the lyrics.
- Hey, what's your surname?
Badem.
We have a surprise for you now.
We are, of course, going to play
Haldun Beys request.
We're going to hear this song from
the famous vocalist and musician...
...born and raised in anakkale,
from Hseyin Badem!
Go ahead, maestro! We're listening!
Hseyin Badem.. A round of applause!
First of all, l'd like...
...to thank Firuzan Hanm
for giving me this opportunity.
They say leaves won't fall
if God so wills..
They say man won't die
if God so wills..
They say leaves won't fall
if God so wills..
They say man won't die
if God so wills..
Are you God?
For you've killed me..
You've made friends and family
Iaugh at me..
Are you God?
For you've killed me..
You've made friends and family
Iaugh at me..
Listen to your conscience..
What is it telling you..
Listen to your conscience..
What is it telling you..
Chin chin, Haldun Abi!
God, bum fluff! You have a death wish?
How could you call the guy Haldun Abi?
- So what should l sa
- What do you mean?
He's not your mate from the army!
You've really f***ed up here!
Abla, look. If l spoke to the man
face to face, l'd keep my distance.
But on stage that kind of thing is OK.
l mean, please!
Ah! You d*ckhead!
You goddamn d*ckhead!
- Firuz, Firuz!
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
- This is from Haldun Bey.
- Thanks. Thank you.
- After you.
lt's for you.
For me?
'From a Samatyan to the anakkalean..
Have a good time spending, my man#
The gus sent me money.
Now l should share
this with the band, right?
Look, Abla. l'd have taken a taxi.
God, champ!
Ramiz lives a street up from me.
We said we'd drop you off!
For god's sake!
You earn a couple of bucks
and get ants in your pants!
lt's because of circulation, you know?
You know,
your ass itches sometimes...
- ...or your hand or whatever?
- So?
lt's your capillaries that do it.
When the blood suddenly bursts
into the veins it makes you itch.
Hah!
Ah! Birds do that thing, right?
When they peck their wings..
- ls that the capillaries too?
- No. It's because they need to.
You're off your head, bum fluff.
Seriously! l love crazies!
Hey, that was a good one!
What's going on, Hseyin?
He's not anmering, Abla.
You go and l'll find a hotel.
Well, ring the doorbell!
There are no names. l can't
wake people at this time of night.
Look, kid. Wasn't his place
one down from the top floor?
There's o flats on each floor.
How do you know which one is his?
lt's like Russian roulette.
l'm all stressed out, you know!
Champ, don't you know anyone
in the building?
- No.
- OK, then. Hop in.
- Hop in where?
- To me!
- God damn you!
- You're still gawking. Get in, kid!
- Should l come?
- Come on! For god's sake, at this time!
OK, Metin. See you. Bye!
Here you go, bum fluff.
Put these on. Hopefully thell fit.
- Thanks for the trouble, Firuzan Abla.
- OK, good night.
- Firuzan Abla!
- Huh?
l don't know. l've collected them
since l was a kid. Look at her!
- What's up? It freaks you out?
- No. l'm just surprised.
You know some people
are scared of rag dolls, right?
They think thell come to life
at night or whenever.
l mean, they lump them together
with witchcraft and stuff. You see?
- Yes.
- Don't be scared!
Agh! What the hell are you doing?
God, you're a grown-up man
and look how scared you were!
OK. OK, good night.
Hey, listen.
There are stories like that, you know.
You know about tin soldiers, right?
Wasn't it Kenan Dogulu who sang that?
Oh god, bum fluff!
Go on, go to bed. Go on!
Hseyin! Hseyin, get up!
ln the name of God..
What's going on, Abla?
- Hseyin, Fatih's here.
- Who's Fatih?
To hell with that for now.
Just hide somewhere.
He's yelling his head off, psycho!
Where am l supposed to hide?
What the hell do you want?
- Get out of my house! It's the..
- Why the hell don't you let me in?
You can't come in at this time
or shame me in front of the neighbours!
Out of the way!
Look, the neighbours
will call the police again!
- Fatih!
- Where's that son of a b*tch?
Where's what?
- God damn you!
- Are you bringing men home?
l'm not bringing anyone home!
God damn you, Fatih!
Come here! Come here, l said!
Where the hell are you?
There's no one here!
Oh my god!
Who the f*** are you?
And wearing my meat suit!
l'll take it off, Abi.
l'll f***ing strangle you!
Don't! Don't do it! Fatih!
You'll kill the guy! Fatih!
Don't! You'll kill him!
Don't you know who l am?!
D*ckhead!
He won't die, will he?
No. Nothing ever happens to him.
Let me call Metin. He can come
and get this animal out of here.
Or else we can stick him
outside the apartment entrance.
He'll come round in time
with the fresh air.
OK. Let's do it.
Agh! F*** that bear or elephant
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