Hababam Sinifi 3,5 Page #6

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a sign when you're here.

You said 10 minutes but

are still not around.

It won't work out like this.

We have to find another way.

I have an idea.

He won't make it. Mercan Dede's

spirit won't make it.

What the hell? That spirit

could smite us!

What was that?

Give it a try.

Oh spirit.

People, there are

vampires in the school!

We know, that's why we're

conjuring a spirit.

You're conjuring spirits?

He said we should come here

but he's nowhere to be seen.

You can't conjure like that.

What's the right way?

With a coffee cup.

Lunatic. He carries

a coffee cup.

That's my lucky cup. My grandma

was a psychic.

I always carry it with me.

Looks like you know

such things.

Respect. Psychic.

We'll start with the prayer.

Put your fingers on top.

I'm starting.

- I'm scared.

- Me too.

Don't make me laugh

or we'll get smitten.

Whose spirit

do you want to conjure?

- Linda Lovelace!

- Marilyn Monroe!

- Jeniffer Lopez!

- She's not dead yet.

Nostradamus?

Cut the crap!

Call Mercan Dede.

Fine. Put your fingers on top.

Oh Mercan Dede's spirit!

Mercan, we're calling for you.

Tell us when you're here!

Mercan. Mercan!

Mercan, I'm calling you.

Tell us when you're here!

What's going on?

Does that mean he's here?

Look.

Something is happening to it.

Run! Help!

They're freaking out.

Looks like he's dead.

Shall we run away?

What should we do?

Wait! He's moving!

Did you wait a lot,

morons?

Oh no! He's inside him!

Well, I'm definitely not in his

pocket. That's how things work out.

Help! He's taking over my skin.

Stop complaining!

This is my body, Mercan Dede.

My body.

Don't get me started with

your body. Beat it.

You're so mean, Mercan Dede!

Of course,

I'll let him know.

Great. Finally I found myself

a new body.

Is everything fine now?

Can we now

solve our problem?

That we can't. I don't

need you anymore.

Quasimodo!

Oh God!

Come on.

Close the door, quick.

Mummy!

Vampires! Vampires!

Ghosts!

Werewolf!

The reaper! She reaper!

So?

The hell is loose.

Unbelievable.

The school is full with

creatures.

It's like at a rock concert.

But no! You're sinning.

That's not a good joke at all.

But it's not a joke.

I think he's possessed

by a demon.

Or a ghost.

Stop the nonsense.

You are somewhat

educated after all.

Ghosts, vampires, zombies.

They were invented by adults

to scare children.

Don't be so superstitious.

Yeah. Why are we scared?

Everything has a logical

explanation.

You're right.

Thank you. You've brought

us to our senses.

Don't lose it again.

First rule of belief, the oath.

Second:
Fasting.

Three:
Pilgrimage.

Four:
To give alms.

Five:
Daily prayer.

He is insane!

Your vampires are

good belly dancers.

Brother Necmi.

You lowlife! Why didn't

you warn the boys?

I wanted to have some fun

before telling them.

But your boys

scrammed instantly.

Don't laugh.

It's very natural.

You should see them.

Do you call this a joke?

Tell your mad boss, he'll

pay for it. Understand?

Take care.

Bye, Brother Necmi.

I guess this time

we've crossed the line.

Midget.

Who was that?

Who?

That man.

Him? Gdk Necmi...

Who's that?

A former student

of the Class of Chaos.

Former?

Yes.

Thanks.

First I would like to thank

Mrs. Sheyla, one of the...

...precious actors from

the Tokat State-theater...

...for helping me

carry out my plan.

And... My thanks go

to the young yet talented...

...students from the drama school,

Arda and Freak.

And now the big moment.

The first show

in our school history...

...without the Class of Chaos.

It all seems like a joke, right?

It's a joke but real.

I lack the words to

describe my happiness.

Enough said,

I bring you the show.

The show begins.

Stop! Stop!

The Class of Chaos!

Cut it out!

Listen, you troll.

Give that to me.

Don't touch my baton.

I'm leading an orchestra here.

Go and sing somewhere else.

This is private property.

You can't sing here.

Give me that!

Crazy Bedri. Stop it!

There's no show without us.

Let them at least finish

their song.

As if I care!

What did I tell you?!

They're now gone.

They are no longer

students of this school.

Only our students

can sing here. Give me that.

What have you done?

That was Richard Hayman's baton.

I'll buy him a new one.

Stop the song.

Now shoo, you crows.

We're not leaving!

What are you going to do?!

That's it!

Security!

I'm coming! Yes, sir.

Take these occupiers

down from the stage.

Use force if necessary.

You, turn of the light.

You're being inhumane!

Let the boys finish

their song.

Throw him out.

Quick. Out.

But Bedri...

Are you still waiting?

I'll throw them out myself

if necessary.

I'm sorry, Necmi.

Orders.

Cut the talk.

Throw him out!

Come on! Out!

Hurry! Come on!

That's it! Don't touch

Mr. Necmi, Dad!

Are you nuts? Do you

know what you're saying?

I can touch anybody

I feel like!

Dad! Don't touch Mr. Necmi!

I said don't touch him.

Shame on you! How dare you

talk to your father like that?

Don't come in between

father and son.

I told you not to

touch Mr. Necmi.

Ercment! What's gotten into you?

Let go of the gun,

Midget!

It's registered

on my name.

I said let go.

I'm saying the same!

OK, I'm letting go!

What have you done?

You've killed him!

Oh God!

I've become a killer.

Remain calm.

Drop the weapon.

I've killed someone.

You're very clumsy, Ercment.

What have I done?

I've killed again.

I beg you, please

don't shoot anyone else.

Otherwise the school will

get a bad name.

I've turned into a killer at this

age. I'll rot in jail.

Don't worry. I'll hire

the best lawyers.

Just drop the gun.

I'll get at least 40 years,

right Dad?

So what? They grant amnesty

every ten years.

No! I'm too young, Dad!

Son!

It's all your fault,

you stepdog.

You got me all wrong.

Shut up! I'll end

up in jail anyway...

...it won't matter

if I kill you as well.

Ercment...

Please, I beg you.

Beg the demons in hell,

you dog.

What have you done?!

Erc. What are you doing,

you fool?

I guess I'm in a murder frenzy,

Mean Kenan.

I can shoot me in the head

while I'm at it.

Ercment, don't!

I beg you!

No, Dad! There's no point

in living anymore.

I've killed 3 men in 2 minutes.

My life's over.

We'll send you to an institution.

You'll get better.

Please, don't kill yourself. Don't

let your father suffer this pain.

- I'll do whatever you want!

- Whatever?

Yes. Just drop the gun,

Ercment!

Would you take my friends

back to the school?

Yes, right away.

How about 50 o/o discount

with the tuitions?

That's OK. Let's make it 60 o/o.

We want an Italian cook.

That Japanese cook

is getting on our nerves.

Alright, deal.

You scoundrels.

Was it all a game?!

Would it have been better,

if I really were in a frenzy?

E tu, Brutus? I thought

you were on my side.

I'm sorry, Uncle Bedri.

I've become a member of the

Class of Chaos as well.

You rascals! You almost

gave me a heart attack.

Now we're even.

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