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Kabadayi Page #9
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Come on now.
OK, Cemil. We'll meet there.
Be very careful. Watch out.
- There's something going on here.
- Like what?
She would never speak like that.
Fine, but no one forced her
to leave this place.
Don't you see?
She left to protect us.
But there's nothing we can do now.
There must be.
We must do something.
- What?
- I don't know
You have your guys,
contacts and all that.
- Not any more.
- Find someone! Do something!
What do you want me to do?
Don't you see? We're stuck.
My situation is getting worse.
getting you out of this hole...
...before my brain dies altogether.
I don't care what happens after.
So what'll happen to Karaca?
We'll work it out. You'll see.
Devran is nearing his end.
I have to sort out Srmeli's funeral.
Don't go anywhere.
Wait for me whatever happens.
Get ready. We're going.
Going where?
First The Islands, then Germany.
Your homeland. A mini-honeymoon.
Boss! You have a visitor!
Come on now.
What's up, Mustafa Abi?
We have to see the warehouse.
What's this all about?
There aren't any goods yet.
The boss's orders. He told us to go
check the place was safe.
Fine. I'll send Selim with you.
No, it has to be you.
- The boss's orders?
- Right. The boss's orders.
Then let's call on the boss first.
I have things to discuss anyway.
Let me call him first.
Get Alio to follow up payments due.
Take enough dollars from the safe.
OK. He says it's all right.
But he doesn't have a lot of time.
What are you doing tonight,
gorgeous?
Devran Bey's here.
Let him in.
Come in. Now, I asked the guys
to check out your warehouse.
It'd good if you went with them.
They may have questions and so on.
- Right?
- Right.
My father was like you, boss.
"Never trust anyone" he'd say.
And he said handle your own affairs yourself.
He had another piece of advice:
An eye for an eye
a tooth for a tooth.
- Right?
- Right.
Imagine. The guy who said that
was a thief through and through.
When my parents died,
I was packed off to an orphanage.
There was a paedophile
on the orphanage staff.
Before I know it
Once, twice, the third time.
The guy won't leave me alone.
One night
You know those fire buckets...
...sand and axes you get in places
like that? To use during a fire.
I took one of those axes...
...and walked straight
to the staff dormitory.
The paedophile was snoring.
I went up to him.
Hit the guy with the axe.
I chopped the guy's head off.
Didn't you tell me?
That a sharp knife cuts the hand
that holds it deepest? It's true
An eye for an eye,
a tooth for a tooth.
OK, boss. Of course.
I'm on my way right now.
He has things
to discuss with Mustafa.
He doesn't want
anyone going in there.
I have some news about the boss.
Headline stuff.
Not on the phone. Let's meet now.
Don't forget to bring those photos.
Answer the phone, Karaca.
Pick up, for God's sake!
Let's hear,
why you dragged me out here.
Bro, did you bring the things?
I did bring the things.
How could you do this to me, Bro?
To a guy in his prime?
Don't you know how things work
in this line of business?
It's nothing personal.
The job we do is dirty.
Forget about it.
Now spill.
Forget it?
You made an animal of me.
You forced me to become a grass.
You turned a young guy like me
into some kind of ape.
For years, I've been afraid
about these photos hitting the press.
I've become paranoid. Psychopathic.
A complete dopehead.
OK. Don't bang on. You have to take
the rough with the smooth.
Now say what you have to say.
What's this news?
I knifed the boss.
What?
I knifed the boss. He's dead.
He died in my arms.
God damn you, you psycho!
He was our biggest source!
You've just undone
all our groundwork.
How could you do it!
Like this.
I'm going. My mind's on the boy.
Abi, let me come with you.
No. You take care of
Srmeli's burial arrangements.
When are you coming back home?
I've run out of tears.
I've made you stuffed eggplant.
Thank you, all of you.
You've been a great help to me.
Don't forget these poor people.
That's all I ask.
Devran Abi called. He asked you
to be ready. We're going.
Can I make a call?
You know, it is foridden.
I want to call my Mum to say
goodbye or she'll die of worry.
Just between you and me, huh?
Mum... Mummy...
Quiet. Don't say anything.
Please, just listen.
If I hear your voice, it'll kill me.
I'm going. We won't
see each other again.
I want you to know.
I only ever loved you.
I loved your voice when you sang
to me. I loved you stroking my hair.
I've had the best days of my life
with you.
I know you won't forgive me...
...but I have to tell
Karaca, sweetheart.
Please don't go.
So you don't want her to go.
Then come and get her.
- Don't! He'll kill you!
- Lf you have the guts, that is.
- Tell me where you are.
- I'll have you picked up.
No.
I don't want you harming
the people around me any more.
You have the guts to tell me
where you are? I'll be coming alone.
What if you have people follow you?
How could I when
Karaca's with you?
I don't want the girl
caught between two fires.
You know, princess,
I grew up with street urchins.
I stole like my father, after
running away from the orphanage.
We were a real gang.
We went out to work.
One day, I told the leader
I wasn't coming.
It's in my blood
to be rebellious right?
There was a kettle on the stove.
You can't imagine the burns.
You can't imagine the pain.
Believe me, even that day
I didn't hurt as much as I do now.
Just now, I killed the dodgiest guys
in the country without even blinking.
Yet all the guys wanted me to do...
and get on with the job.
But I chose you.
And you lied to me.
You deceived me.
You humiliated me.
Ah, Karaca...
What a beautiful name you have too.
- Hello, my dear.
- Muharrem will be back any minute.
- What's Murat up to?
- Murat's gone.
Where's he gone?
He spoke to someone on the phone...
...scribbled something
on the newspaper...
...and dashed out. I'd just made tea.
- Which newspaper?
Here, this is it
This is one of the places
where we discipline thugs.
It was going to be the hub
of seriously big business.
- But fate decided otherwise.
- Bro, we're running late.
Istanbul had two big-time
casualties today. They're after us.
We will be going away.
But I couldn't have done that
without seeing you.
So you have guts.
But what do we do now?
There's one girl
and two guys who want her.
So that's one guy too many.
Why don't we ask Karaca
who that is?
No. No chance. Karaca's a liar.
She's inconsistent. Can't be trusted.
We'll sort this out ourselves.
There won't be any bullying either.
We'll play a simple game.
And the loser will bow out.
What game? I'm not playing.
If you're that sure of yourself
Don't cut me off!
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