Sarmasik gülleri
- Year:
- 1968
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With sloping masts and dipping prow
As who pursued with yell and blow
Still treads the shadow of his foe
This ship drove fast, loud roared the blast
And southward aye we fled.
Idiot! He didn't get
where the current was coming from...
Mehmet! Throw it!
Lower it! Lower it!
Welcome aboard.
Are we supposed to wait here all day?
I'm Cenk, seaman.
I'm Alper, seaman.
Chief, chief!
Go tell them to switch on their two-ways.
Can't they hear me?
I'm Kurd.
All of them.
How would you know?
Have you worked on all of them?
I know. All of them.
Beans and rice every Sunday.
Is that what you're saying?
No, just on Turkish ships.
It's a tradition.
But not on foreign ships.
They sometimes serve beans and rice...
Demolition of the shanties in Sulukule
has started. 17 arrests were made.
Well it is scresh, scresh.
- Scresh?
Yes Papa,
Popice popira popita popice...
This is your cabin.
Thanks.
Where's the skipper from?
You mean Beybaba?
- Yep.
He's from Cyprus.
This is your cabin.
Thanks.
Get ready and don't be late for dinner.
Get ready and don't be late for dinner.
Okay.
Sit down. Dig in.
Enjoy it.
Sit here, Chief Engineer.
So, how are things?
She's worn out, but chugging along.
Sulzer engines and me are old friends.
Good.
Thanks, brother.
Enjoy your meal.
My friend Mustafa worked on that ship.
To a different ship, or to land?
- To a different ship.
And there was Duck-Foot Kaan.
What do you make of these new guys?
One of them showed up with a black eye.
The other one's a landlubber.
This is only his second time.
You can tell they're rookies.
All that's arrived on board
is some sawdust and oil.
Don't even go into that.
I'll call them tomorrow.
We'll just have to manage.
It'll last 4-5 days till we make port.
Then we can stock up there.
They haven't sent
Everyone's fed up, Reis.
We haven't been paid for 2 months.
It'd be the same on a different ship.
Nobody's getting paid these days.
Right.
What's the name of that guy
with the black eye?
Cenk
- Cenk...
The other one's Alper, right?
- Yes, Alper.
Come here, sonny.
Yes, Reis.
Where were you working before?
I was on the Turhan Bey.
How many times have you sailed?
- This is my second time.
This is your second time.
Go finish your meal. We'll talk later
Okay, Reis.
Enjoy your meal.
- Thank you.
Let's hope for the best.
I know what he's like.
Let's take care of things right away.
You know the captain.
Have the boys clean everything, OK?
Okay. Good night.
Come in.
Just leave it, Nadir.
I need to talk to you about something.
What is it, Nadir?
Go on, tell me.
Beybaba, I need to be released.
They're tearing down our house.
My parents are out on the street.
Who's tearing it down?
The State.
your house?
They are, Beybaba.
I saw it on the news.
Demolition already began in Sulukule.
Our house will be next.
I need to be with my family.
I want to disembark in Canakkale.
What are you saying, Nadir?
This isn't a game.
We already hired 2 replacements.
Are we supposed to wait for new recruits?
Beybaba.
- We can't change our schedule.
Beybaba, I told you.
I have to get off.
What are you going to do?
Stand in front of the bulldozers?
The State won't leave anyone homeless.
But Beybaba...
- Don't your parents need money?
Right when they need money most,
you're quitting your job.
You think you'll find a new one?
I'll find one, Beybaba.
Nadir, son,
don't you need money?
Yes.
At least you're earning wages here.
We haven't been paid for 2 months.
Right, Nadir. I know.
This is a tough time.
The shipowner's having a tough
time too.
But don't worry.
The company will pay in the end.
I'll call them tomorrow and tell them
to wire the money to your family directly.
Okay, Beybaba. If you say so.
Anything else you need?
No, thanks.
Mind if I join you?
Go ahead.
Get a good lecture?
- I sure did.
This is your second time?
Yeah, I was a cab driver.
Why'd you leave a good job
like that to come here?
Things got messy.
Messy, huh?
get away for a while.
F*** being smart. Here you go.
Thanks. Wow.
Which is the religious one?
It's not Reis, is it?
What?
Reis isn't the religious one right?
No, the able seaman is. Reis was
fishing to see if I drank or smoked.
He saw I wasn't religious. He kept talking
and asking all these questions.
Then he said to let him know if
I needed anything.
It got me to thinking.
Is Reis a dealer or what?
What did you say?
What could I say?
Yes, Reis. Right, Reis.
I knew the second I saw your eyes.
And I could tell from yours.
Well...
Dopers eyes have a two way wire, buddy!
Too right.
Wait half an hour till everyone's in bed.
I'll have a treat for you
over by the steerage.
Where?
By the steerage.
Sure, thanks.
What would I do if I left the ship?
Is there any other long-term work?
If you could talk to them,
stall them a little.
Or don't bother.
I'll call them tomorrow.
When we get to Egypt
I'll try to arrange something.
It's not just me.
Nobody's been paid.
Like I said,
nobody got paid.
God forbid.
Anyway, I'll call them.
Wait a couple of days.
You just... You just don't worry.
Okay, I'm hanging up now.
For God's sake.
What happened to your eye?
Things got messy.
- Messy.
I banged into a door.
What really happened?
A work accident.
On the ship?
No. It happened at the last place
I used to work, in Beda.
a job there. They fired him.
on his way out the door.
We'd go out wearing those uniforms,
cruising Armutlu, Beylikdz.
We'd find people using illegal electricity
hook-ups. Mecit knew about those things.
We'd knock on the door and say we were
going to cut their power.
Normally housewives would be home.
I'd play bad cop. I'd yell at them,
tell them they'd get 7 years in prison.
We used to heaten up
things seriously: "You're...
stealing the nation's money." Etc.
Serious bullying.
Those women must have gone
weak at knees.
Which women?
Oh, yeah. You bet.
They'd be about to cry and carry on.
I'd say I was sealing their meter.
I'd make like I was writing.
Just making sh*t up.
Housewife tries to win Mecit over
as I play the 'honest' cop.
You should've seen me pal!
I'm taking down notes non stop!
Whatever the f*** I'm writing
god knows, I keep writing it.
He knew about all that stuff.
He'd say what a shame it was
to spend 7 years in the slammer.
He'd make up all this other sh*t.
When the woman asked if there was
some way to work things out...
...that's when he'd get to work.
Hmm, got you!
Ah, got you. Those women would
be ready to do anything, huh?
Don't get all excited, chipmunk.
This isn't porn.
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