Eyyvah eyvah Page #7

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or whatever! l'm sory, Abla.

Anay, thank god it's over now.

Worse things could have happened, son.

The guywas strangling me.

Look. My neck's all bruised.

OK, just shut it, Hseyin!

These buns are sticking

in my throat as it is.

My conscience is killing me.

It's all my fault.

How can it be your fault, huh?

l'm just off to the bank.

Look, if you get it right,

l'm partners with you this time!

So he must have really loved you.

What?

l'm talking about your man.

Considering he tried to strangle me,

he must have really loved you.

Aha. He loved me. That's why he went

and screwed my vocalist, right?

That's out of order. And with someone

at work, that's totallywrong.

Don't push it, OK?

Anay, still looking for your dad?

Yes.

lfwe went on a morning TV show,

we'd find him in a day, you know.

On TV?

No. l'd make an ass of myself.

Standing there like Pinocchio.

l could never go back to anakkale.

Well, how about an ad in the paper?

lt's kind of expensive.

l mean maybe later.

Let me check those addresses

l found on the internet today.

OK. l'm coming with you.

You really don't have to.

Are you cra

l feel guilty as hell anay.

At least let me do you a favour.

Thanks, Abla.

This is one of the addresses

off the internet.

?eker Cheeses.. Ali Rza Seker.

Hey! Look!

He looks like me!

You don't think he's your brother?

l'd say you've found your dad finally.

- Oh my god!

- Come on, let's go.

Wait, Abla. Wait!

l'm not ready for this.

What do l need with a brother now?

Knock it off! Come on, let's go.

- gs

- Selam aleykum!

What did you want?

- You have any Ezine cheese?

- The top notch!

- You like it?

- Love it. Give it a ty, brother.

Brother?

Hmm, nice.

How much do you want?

Weigh us out a kilo.

Go on, ask!

Friend..

We want to ask you something.

We're looking for someone

called Ali Rza Seker.

- Huh.. My dad's gone to the mosque.

- Your dad?

Yes, my dad. l'm Fuat?eker. What's up?

Does your dad play sa

- What?

- Your dad.. Does he play sa

Play se Hey, watch your mouth!

What? l'm asking if he plays sax!

Hey, you're asking for trouble, git!

OK, friend. OK.

Look, you've got the wrong idea.

We're looking for someone

called Ali RIza?eker, OK?

The man's a musician.

He plays the saxophone.

Get out the photo of him, come on!

That's him. The one in the middle.

That's not my dad. We're farmers.

My dad's a hadji too. That's him there.

Pissing me off at this time of day!

What's pissing you off, sicko?

lt's your fault. You look like me.

You're nothing like your dad.

lt's your fault. Your cheese sucks

as well! We're not buying it!

The goat's cheese my gran makes

would have you licking your fingers.

OK, let's go.

God, Hseyin. There's a side to you

that just beckons trouble, l tell you.

What have l done now, Abla?

How could you ask the guy like that?!

''Does your dad play sa''

He got the wrong idea.

What can l do?

Dear God.

My dad played the saxophone.

How am l supposed to say that?

l'm down in any case. l thought

l'd found him. And that feels so bad.

Come on, let's go.

We'll put an ad in the paper.

Then go back home and wait to hear.

No. Let me check this last address

or l'll only regret it later.

Agh! You and your regrets!

OK, OK. Don't make faces.

It's OK. We'll go.

Hey, can you come over?

Let's get the bill.

- No, please. It's OK.

- Whatever..

There off their heads.

How could a toasted sandwich

and o teas come to 26.50 lira?

l could get a goat slaughtered

for that price back in Geyikli!

This is Istanbul, kid.

With another 500 lira you

could get a man slaughtered here.

- Go on, pay.

- Come here!

This is it. Look,?eker Emlak.

Look, Hseyin. If this is a failure

we'll put an ad in the paper, OK?

- OK, Abla.

- Come on, let's go then.

Now look, Ali RIza?eker! Didn't we

tell you we were buying that land?

l mear, Abi! l didn't sell it.

It's got nothing to do with me!

Shut up! Tying to screw me,

are you, a**hole?

l didn't sell it, l mear, Abi!

We'll find you land somewhere else.

Another bit of land, huh?

Take your f***ing land!

Er, we're looking for..

a place to rent.. without stairs.

They said this real estate agent

had some places.

The thing is, we can't see.

Is this the real estate agent?

Yes. We can't see anything.

We have problems.

We need a garden-floor flat.

They told us you had some here.

We have a dog.

People always complain.

Do you have a garden-floor flat for us?

No. The owner's not here.

Come back later.

When should we come back?

What time?

Look, we have real problems

getting up here with the stairs.

OK, don't push it now, brother.

We'll come back later.

But when?

We'll work it out. Goodbye!

Come on. Where was the door?

Hah! Here. Come on.

Why the f*** are you looking back?

- Hey, they can see!

- Oh my god!

- Abi, where are you going?

- To the coach station.

- What?

- The thing's a dead-end.

l'm best off going back to Geyikli.

You f***ing a**hole!

You've just landed me in the sh*t!

Where do you think you're going?

What is this? Psychos!

lt's your fault! You said you wanted to

come! l didn't ask you! You just came!

- Abla, cut it out!

- Shut up, shithead!

Abla, what are you doing? Cool it!

- Keep your nose out! What's it to you?

- Right!

l told you it was no way to find him.

There. We finally found your dad.

No, that isn't my dad.

He's too young.

Agh! God give me patience!

Hey, don't start again

or l'll kick you both out!

Shut up for god's sake!

Shut up yourself, head case!

Who are you calling head case, huh?

- Abi, stop!

- Who are you calling head case?

- Abi, stop! Abi!

- Who are you calling head case?

God damn it!

Get out, get out.

Come here.

God! The car's a write-off!

Better the car than..

Shut up! Goddamn psychos!

Why did you have to pick me

in the whole of Istanbul?

- Are you OK, friend?

- My neck isn't good.

Your neck?

l know about necks.

- What are you doing?

- Wait.

- Does that hurt?

- Yes!

- Huh. Wait... Now?

- Agh! Yes!

- How about now?

- Yes!

OK, now loosen up.

- How's that now?

- Better.

He's fine. He just slipped a neck disc.

l put it back.

Abla, you have a break too.

l guess l've lost my tooth.

Look, it's broken.

Not your tooth. Your finger's broken.

No, my finger's fine. It's my tooth.

No, look. It's broken here.

- Agh! What did you do?!

- The second joint's gone.

Your head's bleeding too.

My neck's better,

but now l can't feel my arms.

You know what the number is

for ambulances in Istanbul?

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

There's nothing to wory about.

Just strain from the impact.

lt seemed like a slipped disc to me.

Just shut up, will you!

Anay, hope you feel better soon.

Thanks. Sory, friend.

We've given you grief.

Just look at the state of you.

Wait, l have some with me..

But l just don't know how much.

Hah! Here take this..

Ty and make do with that.

And here, l'll write down

my number for you.

Could l borrow a pen, nurse?

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