Kabadayi

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Nice one, Turhan!

What kind of men are you?

How about...

...keeping the guys marked?

Never heard of tripping either?

Stick to the guys! Mark! Mark!

- Haco. Haco! Pass the ball, damn it!

- Stop it. Let us play.

Run! Run!

Shut up or I'll choke you!

Run yourself if you know how.

- I never even touched the guy.

- Quiet! Shut up!

- Where are your manners? Loser!

- What is this? Grown men like you!

- Beyto, watch your mouth!

- He called me names.

He acts more like a kid

the older he gets.

- You scored one goal.

- What's with this hooligan act?

Where's Beyto, the Herculean Kurd?

Just accept you lost.

Come on, chief.

Be the ref as you were in the game.

- That Beyto's being tricky, right?

- My chief days are ancient history.

Who's going to listen

to a has-been policeman?

That Beyto's up to all kinds of stuff

to get out of paying the bill tonight.

Why the hell should we pay?

The game isn't even finished.

I see Chief Superintendent Mahmut

standing there in front of me.

He goes...

..."You know where Ali Osman is?"

I say I have no idea.

"You do. You know," he goes.

I'm thinking, "Oh God, he's laughing. "

And I go, "Right, I do know. "

You know what he started on about?

Shoes.

Don't wreck the story, damn it!

I'm just getting there.

He always has to

wreck the conversation.

But I know the story.

So you know it.

Ok. Just shut up.

So I had to say I'd seen him, right?

Then the Superint goes,

"If you see Ali Osman again...

...tell him I'm expecting him

down at the station. "

I say, "Yes, sir!" and all that.

And he says...

..."Before I forget...

...tell him to wear

shoes two sizes too big. "

Meaning?

He was planning to give Osman

the bastinado treatment.

That's why he insisted on big shoes.

- So Ali Osman, did you go?

- Of course he went.

I did go.

But he didn't lay a finger on me.

He just said,

"Looks like you have guts.

He had some fatherly advice for me.

"Drop the streetwise antics. " he said.

"Guys like you end up

in jail or in grave.

Turn around while you can. "

Right.

Most of our guys have died either

by the blade or by the bullet.

- We've done well to make it this far.

- Thank God.

Exactly. Let's count our blessings.

This week it's your turn, Ali Osman.

We who have decided

to die of natural causes...

Ali Osman.

We who have decided

to die of natural causes...

...drink to those friends who have

gone the way of the bullet.

Cheers!

- Same time next week. Good night.

- See you then. Good night.

- Fight again and count me out.

- As if we really care.

You're coming with me.

We're going in opposite directions.

I'll take a taxi.

Look, come on. We have the same

discussion every week. Get in.

I say we set you up with a car

that doesn't guzzle petrol.

And we'll find a fellow

to put behind the wheel, huh?

Not that story again.

I'm telling you, it's a stone's throw...

...from my house

to the football ground.

But not having a car

doesn't fit the Ali Osman image.

I noticed at the hamam

you're wandering about naked again.

Right.

I haven't carried a gun for years,

don't you know that?

- Enemies don't go away. Be careful.

- I know they don't.

They're all dead and buried.

Come for coffee tomorrow morning.

We can play draughts.

I'm at the ground in the morning.

It's down-and-outs day.

You can still come. Go there later.

Since when did

down-and-outs run away?

Fine, OK. You never give up when

you get something into your head.

There you go.

Just look at this place!

What's this dirty shirt doing here?

The whole place is a pigsty.

That's what happens

without a woman around.

There! And the fridge is bare.

What am I supposed

to cook today?

Get your own house in order

before trying to feed the world.

Don't run away from me!

What's been going on in the kitchen?

There's nothing to eat.

I gave the extra to the neighbours.

It would only have gone off.

Are you out of your mind? Go off?!

I only just bought the stuff!

Stop grouching

and make me a coffee.

I thought you'd given up smoking.

No coffee for you!

Miserable old cow.

Is the coffee on its way?

I ordered it, right? It's on its way.

Is the coffee on its way?

- I just told you, didn't I?

- Told me what?

You keep saying the same thing

without even realising.

Last night you forgot

what you were saying.

Come on now. Let's see a doctor.

I'm not senile.

Everyone forgets things.

That's how it started with my mother

Forgetting things, that kind of stuff.

First we put it down to old age.

Then things got out of hand.

Remember the time

she called me her father.

I had to pretend as if

I am the father of my own mother.

Then one day she lit the stove

to do some cooking

Forgot the pan was on the heat

and almost burned the house down.

- OK. I get the point. I'm fine.

- No, you're not.

- Yes, I am.

- No you are not.

With a friend I've known

so many years, I think I can tell.

Shh... I'm aware of what's happening.

Shut up! The bad thing is...

...there's no cure for dementia.

Look, I've had a good life, Haco.

Yes, it's painful forgetting things,

not recognising people.

You end up as the laughing stock.

The point is

to be able to say goodbye...

...without being a burden on anyone.

If our religion had allowed, one bullet

in the head and you'd be done with it

Hey, come on. What's got into you,

bullets and that stuff?

See a doctor first.

Maybe it's simple forgetfulness.

It happens to all of us.

Is the coffee on its way?

You're asking for a real curse.

Please, Cemil.

Don't do this to us!

What do I care, jerks.

You haven't paid for two weeks.

This pitch doesn't come for free.

Let's see the readies first.

- The what?

- The money, idiot!

We'll pay next week. I swear we will.

Look, there's all these guys waiting.

Not the same story again?

OK. Go and play then.

- But don't forget to pay next time.

- Thanks, old boy.

- Cut the brown-nosing.

- Let's go, guys.

How can I keep things together here

if you do that all the time?

Get in line like you're supposed to.

- Here, cheer yourself up.

- Thanks.

- You get yourself a shave.

- Thanks

Can we talk through

that issue together?

What was the problem?

You know, we made a deal

over the fruit store.

Oh, that business.

I've thought about it.

You're in the wrong with this.

The man has a family to look after.

You can't throw him outjust like that.

You must give him

another two months.

If he still can't pay you by then,

come and see me again.

- OK, Bro. Whatever you say.

- Thanks, Osman.

What's with the face?

- We're in the red again.

- Why's that?

- I have no idea.

- Is it your job to know or mine?

OK, but is it me who lets those bums

use the pitch for free or you?

The clubhouse revenues are a given.

Our take from gambling is a given.

But if you take pity on everyone

and dish out money like you do...

...the thing's bound to end in tears.

It's like the Red Crescent here.

It was my father's last request.

That I should look after the poor.

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