Hababam Sinifi 3,5 Page #2
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That's my system!
Mr. Bedri. Mr. Yusuf
won't wake up!
Slap him in the face.
That will wake him up.
Come in!
- How was I, Mr. Bedri?
- Outstanding!
Really? Did you like
my acting?
More than that.
You were great.
You should attend
a drama school.
At this age?
Education has nothing to do
with age. You're talented.
Arda, I'll kick you
in the face...
...and your eyelashes
will fall out!
The Lord is our shepherd!
Mr. Yusuf, no!
It's me, Niyazi. Don't hit.
Oh no! What is Mr. Yusuf doing?!
Exorcism of course!
May God help him.
Don't hit!
Who's she?!
Who?
Your stepmother, Ercment!
Your stepmother!
Stepmother?
Her feet are backwards!
Yes, Ercment!
Very nice and
decorative, right?
Mama!
Yes, son?
Kiss your mother's hand!
No! No!
No! Oh my God!
What's going on here?
What's with this wedding?
Good God!
You're going to call me mother.
You'll say mummy to me!
Who are you?
Am I drunk or what?
Help me, God!
- The garden is full with cement!
- So?
Idiot Ercment!
What's happening to me?
What did I possibly take?
Come to your senses.
Ercment. What's up, brother?
Who are you?
Don't you know me?
It's me. Your brother.
Why can't I see
your reflection?
So what?
What do you mean
"so what"?
I'm not to be seen
in photos either.
Good God.
What's going on here?
Who are you?
What do you want?
I told you.
I'm your brother.
Your stepbrother.
My...?
Brother. My dear brother.
Dad!
Dad!
Dad, what's going on here?
Thank God,
it was just a dream!
These dreams should
come to an end one day...
Scumbags!
Psycho? Sebastian?
Where are you?
Help!
Who left the house like this?
Buggers!
At ease!
Hi girls!
Welcome to our school!
Thanks.
They are cute.
- Have we met before?
- I don't think so.
Since we're at it
we could meet now.
Why not?
I'm Alara.
I'm Ruhi.
- Emre.
- How do you do?
I'm Dilara.
Kenan, nice to meet you.
I'm Itir.
Oh my! I'll nibble you off, Itir.
This is Sumo. He's trying to
say "nice to meet you."
Would you allow me to make
an announcement to our friends?
Well of course. Here.
My esteemed colleagues!
Dear students!
I have some
joyful news for you!
I... I mean "we".
I have... We have...
We have met in Thailand...
...and decided to get married.
This is awesome!
That's great news!
Friends! I'd like to introduce
you to my...
...new wife. We got married
on the plane.
Bedriye, this is the school
I told you about.
- Good morning, kids!
- Thank you!
Thank you.
I'm outmost pleased
to know you.
Thank you!
- Did you marry on the plane?!
- Yes! At 12.000 feet.
That's wonderful.
May I?
- Well, of course.
- Thank you.
What's going on here?
That's enough.
Thank you very much.
Oh no, that woman...?!
I'd like to introduce
Feza to you.
Feza, School. School, Feza!
- Hello, friends.
- Thank you.
He's my stepson.
I couldn't love him more than this
even if he were my real son. Rascal.
I'm sure that you will all
love him.
He fainted.
Poor guy, he's jealous!
Leave him.
He's nobody.
Don't talk nonsense, Bedri!
The boy suffers a trauma!
But honey. He's
not a real person.
He is Ercment. My son.
Does anybody have
eau de cologne?!
I have!
There's no need to panic.
I know it.
Ercment! Wake up, son!
Jeez. Do you see that,
a mother's heart.
- Bravo. She's very caring.
- It' a miracle.
Eau de cologne, right?
A great discovery.
Always the same jokes.
Ercment, wake up, son.
Come to yourself.
Over here. Slowly.
We're lucky, guys.
God sent us a matron
just the way we like.
She has suppressed
Bedri immediately.
Bravo. A real psychopath.
Hell no! She looks
very maternal.
She has treated even Ercment
like a human.
She took care of him as if he
was her own son.
She has struggled.
That's right. I thought
she'd breastfeed him.
Shut up! Take it back!
What breastfeeding?!
Are you awake,
jealous Ercment?!
What jealousy?
You don't know anything.
I saw that woman
last night in my dream.
Really? What was she doing?
She was marrying Dad.
The classic "Idiots can foresee"
situation?
Don't talk nonsense.
Come closer.
Last night in my dream...
...her head turned around
like a dove.
Afterwards her hands and feet were
totally backwards.
It was strange.
I swear.
He's gone nuts.
Stepmother syndrome.
What syndrome, man?
I swear,
she's a demon.
I swear!
Yeah right. If the mother is a
demon, what is the son?
Maybe lemon.
Oh, no. He's a devil!
Yesterday I couldn't see his
reflection in the mirror.
One of his eyes was yellow
and the other red.
OK, Ercment.
We'll give him a blue lens
for his red eye.
You guys are careless!
I'm freaking out
and you make fun.
We're in danger. Why don't
you see that, idiots?
We're here!
There he is.
Don't look him in the eye.
Don't let him sense it.
This is the dormitory.
And these are the dormants.
There! Look at his eyes!
Hi, folks.
Hi, dude.
Welcome. Come here.
Hello, mate. Welcome.
Thanks. Ercment.
How are you bro?
What's the 'bro' talk?
Let me see your eyes!
You wiseacre. You have contact lenses,
don't you?
What lenses?
Never mind. It's hard to explain,
much harder to understand.
Do you smoke?
- Great. Thanks.
- You're welcome. Here!
So, you're Ercment's
new brother?
Yes, so it is.
Demons don't make brothers!
Enough,
take out the lenses!
Who are you trying to scare off?
What do you mean?
What's wrong with him?
Don't mind him.
It's the first time that he has
a stepbrother and it's hard for him.
Too bad. Don't be so sad.
I'm in the same situation.
That's life. You'll get used
to it with time.
Don't touch me! 'With time', huh?
You are a smart one.
Ercment, what are you doing,
are you insane?
Why insane?!
Don't you believe me?
- Lispy! Get me a mirror.
- What mirror?
I see. I better
take my stuff out.
Did you see that? He beat off
when I said mirror.
You foxy crab!
Shame on you! You've treated
him like an ox.
Man, Drill.
Try to understand.
Shut up! Don't be so fussy!
You're jealous!
Alright, you'll see it yourself.
But it will be too late.
Shut the hell up!
Bravo, Beberuhi. You stood up
good against him.
Shut your piehole!
Did I ask you?
How was it? I was very
convincing, right Psycho?
Pretty much! Congrats.
That hurt.
Kenan! Kenan!
I beg you, wake up.
Kenan, wake up.
What are you doing, you moron?!
Don't shout! You'll wake
up the demon!
Listen to me, Kenan.
Organize all our friends.
We have to meet.
I'm freaking out.
You have to organize them!
Organize them!
Meeting?!
That's not a good way
to wake someone up.
- Psycho?!
- Yes?
Get up, we have to
go to the loo.
Why's that?
He's lost it again
and he wants us to meet.
- Who?
- Erc.
- With whom?
- With us.
Fine. Then go.
No. You have to come as well.
Get up!
Unbelievable.
Come on, guys.
Don't touch the light.
Come over here.
Dreadful things will
happen in our school.
You are the only dreadful
thing in this school.
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