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in the morning and threatened him.

- Oh God. How is he now?

- He didn't want to talk on the phone...

...but he said he couldn't see

anything because he was blindfolded.

He said that he was alright,

and not to worry about it.

TURKISH GRAMMAR:

One month later.

WORKERS MARCH FOR MORE RIGHTS.

Take those somewhere else.

- Why?

- Don't ask why.

- Come in. Welcome.

- Thank you, my son.

Dino has a newspaper stand

near the fish market.

Yesterday he got threatened

for selling our paper.

Kadir, I thought maybe

you could interview him?

Good idea, Frat.

Well, Dino...

...so tell me what happened.

Should I tell you in

Turkish or Kurdish?

Whichever you like.

I'll tell you in Turkish, it's more

official, don't you think, my son?

Fine, it's better in Turkish.

I opened my stand

just like every morning.

Just as I was opening the

newspapers, those bastards...

Dino, no bad language,

ok? No cursing.

Bastard is a curse then?

Faysal, phone for you.

- Who is it?

- He says you know them.

- Hello, Faysal speaking.

- Say goodbye to your friends, Faysal.

What? Who are you, man?

What are you saying?

Your friends will praise you in their

paper after you're gone.

What are you talking about, you coward?

Who are you? You're rambling

on like some housewife?

Drop the innocent journalist act.

You don't know what you've done?

F*** off, a**hole!

Who was that?

The bastard didn't give his name.

- What does he want?

- He wants to scare us.

It's about that Yksekova

ransom story, isn't it?

What else could it be?

Faysal, your bravado

is going to kill me.

Take a break from

this ransom story.

Why? Just because that dishonorable

son of a b*tch threatened us?

Look at that man

who sells the paper.

If we are not as brave as he is, what

business do we have being here?

No one's asking

you to step back.

But the circumstances require

that we step carefully...

...we can't just act out

on our emotions.

We can't risk the lives of

our reporters.

Friends, from now on no one

goes after a story alone.

We come to work together in the morning

and leave the office together at night.

This is no joke.

They came together, chief. Now

they're coming and going together.

Adnan, we have to solve this right now.

Don't tell me we'll think of something.

I'll do my best, Hasan.

Our means are limited here.

Can't you find another

place to print the photos?

They'll work with us for 2 or 3

weeks then show us the door.

Now we have no other choice but

to develop our own photos.

But who can use the photo aggrandizer?

Do you know anyone?

- Kadir knows.

- How does he know?

What do you mean? Kadir

majored in communications.

They're taught how

to print photos.

Ok, all right. I'll work

this out as soon as possible.

By the way, how is Kadir?

Everything worked out ok?

He works hard, never complains.

Say hello for me.

I will.

See you then.

Ok, see you.

We're going to fix this photo

problem with an aggrandizer, Frat.

Who's that, Mr. Hasan, some

kind of wealthy landowner?

No no, an enlarger. A machine

that prints photos.

We're going to set up a dark room and

be done with this printing problem.

Let's see what

they can do now.

That doesn't even

cover my expenses.

What do you mean expenses,

you burning oil or something?

No, not oil, it's just my bread.

Ok ok. I'll give you 350.000.

No way,I can't take

a penny less than 400.000.

May your house burn down, or

at least fall apart. What about 380.000?

I won't take anything

less than 400.000

Uncle, you're as

stubborn as a donkey!

Uncle...

What is this thing?

An aggrandizer. We're going to

print photographs with it.

Are you a photographer?

No, I'm a journalist.

So you sell lies for money,

that's what you do, huh?

Why do you say that?

There are honest newspapers.

Which newspaper is this?

Ozgur Gundem (Free Agenda).

Here, take this.

Here. Take your

oil money.

No. I don't want it.

What do you mean?

I can't take your money.

Put it back in your pocket.

Here, take it!

No, no.

I could never take it!

For God's sake,

take it already!

I can't find it in my heart

to take your money.

What do you mean? Didn't we

just bargain for a price?

We didn't know each

other when we bargained.

Alright.

- Frat, is Hasan here?

- Yes.

I caught them, caught

them red-handed!

- Who?

- Who do you think?

The kidnappers in Yksekova.

I caught them red-handed!

Faysal, you still haven't learned how

to take a photo! These are out of focus.

Can you see the men? All right!

What more do you want?

Hello?

Ok, one minute.

Faysal, it's for you.

Yes?

If you print those photos we'll

kill you and your whole family.

F*** you. A**hole!

What photos?

Look... this is

your last warning.

If I see those photos in the paper

I'll shove the paper up your ass.

You're going to be buried with your

beloved newspaper shoved up your ass.

Take a hint and

act accordingly.

How dare you speak to

me like that, you bastard!

I'll print those photos and

I'll print them on your ass...

...so that all the people who f*** you

can see what you're made of!

That's all, Faysal.

The choice is yours.

What sort of language was

that? That's beneath us!

He started it!

Is this how you set an

example to your friends?

This is not like you,

not like you at all.

Hello? One minute.

Frat, Frat, it's your father.

Hello. Dad? How are you?

I'm fine my son, how are you?

I'm all right dad. I'm working.

How are things with you?

We're still at the refugee camp.

Sometimes we work illegally

with one of our friends.

It will be easier when we get residency

Then we can bring you here.

Ok, dad. Say hello to mom.

THIS IS HOW THEY TRANSPORT DRUGS.

Faysal, Istanbul did a lot

of work editing your story.

Did you see it? This

isn't what you wrote.

I don't have time to deal

with the small details.

I leave that to the people

in the editorial office.

Faysal, they're putting extra

security at the funeral.

Let the activists worry about that. I'm a

journalist. They'll get beat up, not me.

Don't give me that...

They're searching everyone, leave your

switchblade so I don't have to worry.

Don't you see what

they're trying to do?

Faysal, stop this tough guy thing. If

you bring the knife I won't go with you.

Ok, ok! It's just

for self-defense.

You're going soft. As if they're

giving us flowers and we're...

Faysal, enough!

Frat, take this and put

it somewhere safe, ok?

Ok, Faysal.

Look, this stays

just between us, ok?

- Faysal, come on...

- Ok, I'm coming.

Let's go.

- Do you have film?

- Don't think so.

- Ok, we'll get some later.

- Ok, let's go.

- Wait, let's pick up some film here.

- No, f*** that bastard.

Why?

F*** him! He is betraying his people.

Everyone is at the protest except him.

Faysal, he's thinking

about his daily bread.

If he kept on printing our photos they

would have torn his shop down.

That doesn't justify what he's doing.

Why should we accept his betrayal?

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