Once Upon a Time in Anatolia Page #7

I don't know what time it'll be.

But I'll be there.

- Come whenever you like.

- OK. Thanks.

Let me not forget it,

or the wife will, you know...

Too bad, chief. Looks like

you've started smoking again.

Well, doctor. I give up,

but the damn thing won't give me up.

You were doing so well.

What happened all of a sudden?

It wasn't all of a sudden, doctor.

I've been a policeman 20 years.

The types I've seen.

Man or beast? You can't tell.

Then there's the likes of Kenan.

I mean, they're different.

They're... How can I say?

It's like they get you...

...with that nerve,

that thing they have.

At the mayor's place...

...the guy says, "He's my brother.

My mum left him in my hands. "

"Don't do this or that to him. "

He's almost saying, "Let him go. "

I whacked him again and said,

"Stop giving us the run-around!"

And you know what he says to me?

"You're a decent guy. "

"The boy's mine. "

"Can you watch out for him

while I'm in jail," he says.

- Was he talking about Yasar's boy?

- Right. Yasar's boy.

- He says he's the father.

- No way. That's a lie.

Do you laugh or cry?

I beat the guy up and he makes me

responsible for his son.

The other day I saw your boy

playing in the park with his mum.

- He looked fine.

- He is. Just fine.

There's no problem

as long as he takes his pills.

And he's one smart kid.

The answers he comes up with...

They say his illness has to do with

having an extra-high IQ.

Right.

But the wife never stops

saying the same thing.

"Why did God pick us?" she says.

I mean, why us?

I say, "You can't fight it.

You can't ask questions like that. "

It's a sin. You can't question it.

There's a reason for everything,

end of story. If it's meant to be...

Move along, c'mon.

Calm now, guys!

Move over this way, my friend.

The doctor will fill you in.

- Over this way now.

- Can't you tell us something?

They will!

Now move along. This way. Guys!

- Fill us in, chief.

- OK, they will! Move over!

Clear the way.

Izzet, put him

in the gendarmerie car.

The gendarmerie car.

He's going to the courthouse.

You know the procedure.

Take them both to the courthouse.

All right, sir.

Bastard!

Move back!

Bastard!

- Murderer! Hand him over!

- Bastard!

Look, I've seen you all!

Hey, leave off!

Stop hitting the car!

Murderer! Bastard!

What idiot took him out of the car?

The prosecutor told me to, boss.

I said

it was a bad idea, but...

OK, hold it.

Izzet, get in the car.

Doctor, police chief Naci

is here. He's downstairs.

- OK, I'm on my way.

- OK.

Morning, doctor.

The mayor's here.

What should I tell him?

- I'll see him later.

- All right.

Excuse me a minute. Excuse me.

- I'm disturbing you, doctor.

- Not at all.

- Welcome, M. Naci.

- Thanks.

I thought I'd get that prescription

before going home.

- Do you mind doing it?

- No, of course not.

- How many packs did we say? Two?

- Same as before, two.

I'll do it right away.

Let me just find the pad.

- You must be worn out after last night.

- Too right, doctor.

Honestly, this job

is punishing after a certain age.

But you can guess

what it's like with the boy.

It's hard to stick around at home.

You find you can't take it.

So you go off to work again.

That's right.

- It's the only thing to do.

- For me it is. But why for you?

You're still so young.

Believe me, if I were you...

...I'd pack my bags and clear off

without a second thought, damn it!

- Where to?

- Wherever.

I shouldn't rant on at you

so early in the morning, doctor.

No, please.

You're a city boy, doctor.

You don't know how tough life is here.

Especially if you're a boy

and your dad's never around.

That's why I feel

a bit sorry for the kid.

You think Kenan

is really the father?

No idea.

But after the kid threw a stone at him

he cried all the way to the courthouse.

It's the kids who suffer

in the end, doctor.

Everyone pays for the things they do.

But kids pay for the sins of adults.

- So he turned up in Girmaakil?

- Yes.

That's at least 40-50 km away.

You did well to find him.

God, what were they doing

taking him all the way there?

Well, they just did.

I couldn't sleep that morning,

so I opened the pharmacy early.

At 7.30 or so.

I looked over and saw

the door to Yasar's place open.

'God,' I thought. 'What's the guy

doing here at this hour? '

And what was weirder,

he had a paintbrush in his hand.

And he was painting

the shutters at that hour.

Anyway, I went home and back

in the meantime.

When I got back, the place was shut

and the painting left half-finished.

Fate...

Well, you know the tea man, Riza?

He swears he saw Yasar in Kirikkale

only yesterday evening?

No way.

The a**hole's lying again.

Yesterday evening?

Come on! The guy died days ago.

What do I know? Riza says

he called out, but he didn't hear.

He was walking along

in a world of his own.

- Come in, doctor. What's up?

- Morning, Hamit.

- Morning.

- How are you?

- Fine, thanks. Have a tea.

- No, thanks. I was just passing.

What are you making us for lunch?

Green beans, soup and salad.

- Did you say beans?

- Yes, beans.

- Any meat in it?

- No, no meat.

What's he up to?

- He was hungry so I gave him breakfast.

- Good for you.

Hello?

OK, Abidin.

Good.

The autopsy room will be ready

in five or ten minutes.

- They'll give us a call.

- OK.

What's up, Mr. Prosecutor?

Well, doctor. You're some guy.

What does that mean?

I've reached this age and never met

anyone as skeptical as you.

- What's happened?

- Nothing.

It's just been

weighing on me a bit.

What?

That drug business. Remember

you talked about certain drugs...

...being able to cause a heart attack

if taken in high doses?

Yes, there are drugs like that.

Why?

What I don't understand is this.

Why would the woman suddenly

take the drugs for no good reason?

Maybe there was a personal problem

she couldn't deal with.

She wanted to kill herself

and be spared. How do I know?

Kill herself?

What suddenly gives you that idea?

- Nothing, I...

- You're so bizarre, you know.

I'm just guessing.

If the woman was so troubled,

wouldn't it show?

Yes, of course.

Her friends, her husband

should have realized.

- Were they on good terms?

- Huh?

- Did they get along well?

- Sure. Very well.

Why?

I don't know, just asking.

True, they had a few minor problems.

But I mean...

...the kind you get in any family.

- I see.

Only...

...one day, she caught her husband

with another woman.

They didn't make a thing of it.

She forgave him right away.

But women don't easily forgive

that sort of thing.

She did though.

She really forgave him.

They didn't even mention it again.

Well, there you go.

The woman made up her mind

to kill herself right back then.

She waited until after the birth

so as not to harm the baby.

No, come on!

I really don't think so.

For one thing, the guy

did nothing really wrong.

It was some ridiculous thing

that happened when he was drunk.

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