G.O.R.A. Page #2

-Who are you? What's going on?|-The signal is fading, find me.

The phone has no signal,|the dude has no signal.

What's a chosen one?|l left the shop unattended.

Arif, you sh*t for brains!

Prisoner, turn around.

Want me to lay down naked too?|What are you talking about, man?

Don't cause trouble, turn around.

OK!

Look, pal, l know|my way around.

You look like a nice person, take this,|there has been a misunderstanding...

...let's forget it.|l want good treatment.

l'm Arif. Take this and say,|''Mr Arif wants some olives...

...a loaf of bread, some cheese|and toilet paper.

Come on, take it!

Whoa! There are families who live|a whole month on that money!

Could you get at least|a charger for my mobile?

Yo, man in black!

ls the ship drifting|a little to the left, Kuna?

-Which ship, dude?|-Dude?

Commander Logar,|an object is approaching, Sir.

That's our planet, moron!|Who are you?

Get out, out!

l want a nice landing, Kuna.

Whoa!

-Prisoner, come with me.|-Out! Out!

Alright, l'm coming.|Get out. Please!

Listen, if you tell anyone|what you saw back there...

...we'll be on real bail terms. Got it?|That's a human urge.

Those bastards have abducted|the whole world.

The ship has landed.|Anyone stepping out of line...

...or over reacting|will be severely punished.

l don't speak German.

l don't speak German, OK?

He has stunned the guy.|lt doesn't kill, it only stuns.

That's a stunner,|they've used it on me too.

Hello, hang up, l'll call you.|l can't talk right now.

-Get back in line!|-Don't get so anal about everything!

Get back in line here,|he's putting the blame on me!

Move on a little.

-Commander Logar.|-Superior Tocha.

Welcome.

My respects, Mulu.

Welcome.

You've gathered the whole world again.|Didn't you have enough slaves, Logar?

What happened to your face|Rendroy?

-What's with my face?|-That's what l mean. What?

Superior Tocha.

Allow me to present you some|presents l brought from the Earth.

Kuna!

This is yours, sir. Pish...

Pishmaniye. Cotton candy from zmit.

Here you are.

-Mulu.|-You're kind as usual, Logar.

Vunar, this is for you.

Enverina, we lost your|present on the ship.

We didn't notice.

And this is yours Rendroy,|it's supposed to bring fertility.

You're very kind, Logar. Keep this,|l have three from birth.

Your daughter Ceku|is not here to welcome me.

-Yes, she doesn't feel well.|-Really?

Let's go.

What time is it, pal?

That idiot, Superior Tocha|is 420 years old, Kuna.

He should give way|to the young.

Ceku didn't come to meet you,|she shows no interest, huh?

She's going to. Let's see|what she's done while we were away.

-Get me 216.|-Yes, sir.

Hi, brother.

Hello.

You two, come over.

Us?

Space has always been|the unknown to me.

The movies, science-fiction novels.|Arthur C. Clarke. Chariots of the Gods.

l can't believe l'm here.|Space Odyssey.

-ldiot.|-ldiot.

Next.

You've turned this place into a|government office. ''Go here, no there.''

Greetings,|shall l sit or stand?

-Tell us.|-Tell us.

l'll tell. We bought the goods|from Black Faik.

We reloaded the truck|in Karabk.

l was driving the truck|till Adana.

-What are you talking about?|-And you?!

You've abducted me,|you'll do the talking.

l'm confused anyway.

-Aggressive.|-Aggressive.

Yeah, aggressive.

ls that it?

Commander Logar?

-She missed you a lot.|-Really? That much, huh?

Well, she kept on|saying your name.

Let me see.

Logar, you ...!

Good.|Did she mention marriage?

l saw her preparing|her dowry.

-ls she in her room?|-Yes.

Great. Take this my boy. l brought it|for you from Earth, you'll be friends.

Thank you very much|Commander Logar.

l have the batteries. Come to me|when you want to play, alright?

Concentrate on your work now.

ls the beautiful Ceku|thinking about me?

No.

l've come a long way.|No welcome?

From slave gathering?

Yoga didn't do you any good,|you're tense.

l've brought you|a present from Earth.

Really? What is it?

World peace.

An authentic carpet, the kid who made|this went blind. A valuable piece.

l don't want any presents from you,|Logar, why don't you leave me alone?

Aren't you the most|beautiful girl on Gora?

-Because of my father?|-What?

-Will you please leave me alone?|-But the present...

l don't like carpets, Logar.

Don't insult me in front|of my troops.

lt's highly decorative,|enjoy it.

Nice stuff,|l should get one too.

All prisoners should shower within|3 minutes and go to the dining hall.

l'm sure they'll give us|little pills instead of food.

You're drawing too much attention,|stop that.

-Do not fear.|-Dude, you're crossing the line here.

Brace yourself.|Don't go with the flow.

Find me. My name is Garavel.|Find me!

Goodness gracious.|Forgive my sins.

l almost got taken,|covered in soap.

l'm never picky when it comes to food.

Eat food, evade beating.|That's the motto. Pour it in.

Can l have more sauce?

That's your share. Move on.

Just a minute, weren't you|the man who distributed soap?

-Cut it short, move on.|-Are you Turkish, buddy?

Get moving.

Everybody speaks Turkish, l don't|understand who is a Turk and who's not.

Get a load of that pimp,|as if he's at the beach.

Hello.

God Almighty, save me from|this place before l kill someone.

ls this place taken?

We have to escape.

Together, what do you say?

l chose you|because you're different.

First of all, you're Japanese,|you're smart.

lf we combine our efforts|we can make it back to Earth.

-What do you say, Samurai?|-Samurai?

-Yes.|-Our efforts?

-Don't let on.|-Together?

Combined.

Our efforts?

Cut it short. Let's get to know|each other, l'm Arif.

And l'm Mehmet, from Zeytinburnu.

l work in a leather factory|in Kazlesme.

Leather jackets or shoes and such?

Thanks.

From there.

From there.

Step aside.

ls this rose for me?

Yes, dear.

What's your point in sending this?

To get close and nice.|To socialize.

You mean to create a synergy|against the aliens?

Don't get mad,|come over here. Sit.

You are something.|A real Cosby Show!

Americans have a saying,|do you know it?

What's that?

Shut up,|stop being a jerk!

Smarten up,|act like Earthlings!

Be worthy of our planet!

Low class jerks! Let me go,|don't stress me out man!

-Superior Tocha.|-Welcome, Logar.

You can't possibly know|how l envy you.

You're like my own children,|you'll lead Gora into better days.

Thanks.

l've grown old. l intend to marry|my daughter to a young Goran...

...and transfer all my authority|to him. What do you think?

A classical|but perfect idea, Sir.

l wanted to talk to you|about this matter.

For Gora's future l have Vumar's|son Timar in mind. How's that?

-Vumar's son Timar?|-But, Sir...

Vumar's son Timar is...

God knows what they|say about me.

l put forward myself|for this noble duty.

-Your daughter and l are in love.|-She's burning with love.

-She never mentioned anything.|-That she's burning?

l wanted you to hear it from me. l'd be|honored to be your son-in-law.

l don't believe in love, Logar.

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