The Breath Page #6

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with my breath.

If only I could whisper the

sweetest love songs in your ear

Muzzle into the can!

I couldn't, my love.

I was ashamed of these words.

My hands caressed your hands,

my lips caressed your neck...

Be careful.

My eyes, your heart...

...where the sun hides.

I always thought the clouds would disappear,

if I would only stare bravely enough at them.

I can't change this. Too late.

Don't be angry.

A cloud concealed my view.

I couldn't help it...

I became that cloud.

I made it rain in your innermost.

Forgive me.

I didn't have enough breath

to chase the clouds away.

I seem to hear your voice...

In my most unprotected moment

I will take your curse.

I will ask for forgiveness.

My breath was supposed to

give life to yours. I couldn't.

I was out of breath.

Come in.

Your medication sir.

I don't need them anymore.

Throw 'em away.

I wished so hard that this breath would be

enough to swallow the love in your chest

It wasn't supposed to be that way.

I wasn't able to tell you the

fairy tales of my childhood.

I would have loved to carry you

away with my fairy tales!

Once upon a time... was all I said.

Hello? Hello?

Kaya, I will avenge the death of my comrade.

- Then come on in.

I'll take revenge for her.

- I'll take my revenge too.

I will raise her statue in your station.

Come here, act like a man.

- I will soon.

I won't leave this place without

having seen you first. You coward.

Would a coward fight for 10 years?

You live like a pig in the mountains.

You killed thousands of youth!

You are murderers!

We fight against the leeches

that dwell among your own people.

Did you manage to defeat them

in all these years?

You are the one who kills his own people.

Don't speak out the name of

my people. You oppressed us.

Oppressed? What is it,

that our nation didn't give you?

My freedom! You banned my

people from their own land.

You don't get freedom with massacres.

- You outlawed my language.

This country gave you college education!

Be patient. I will free you of

all your worries.

You are a murderer.

- You are the murderer, captain.

What about the teachers, children, doctors

engineers, workers you've killed?

This land is tough, this war has rules.

You have a rule of killing children?

How many villages did you burn down?

The blood of the innocent

villagers is on your hands!

You never understood us. It is your fault

that poverty became the fate of my people.

Has every poor man become a

terrorist, like you?

This is our land.

- Doctor, this land belongs to us all.

These mountains are mine. Off you go!

They are only your grave.

- F*** off!

Not without seeing you first.

- Go to your wife.

I'll stay here, Doctor.

- Go away!

I will kill you.

- You will die here.

Long live our motherland then!

Baris, I want you to give this to Zeynep.

Sir?

This is not an order.

I ask you to do it.

I don't think I'll survive the fight.

I feel this since Orhan died.

I just can't deal with his death.

Sir, you've been in so many combats.

I never told Zeynep

how much she means to me.

I was ashamed.

I said we are commandos. We don't

have those romantic things.

I just couldn't say I love you.

I love you...

How hard was it to say these 8 letters?

Good god... 8 letters.

It's all pitch black, Baris.

I don't find answers to

my questions anymore.

I'm stuck here without answers.

Without Zeynep, without Orhan.

Nothing makes sense. And I don't have

the courage to say it out loud.

How could I tell her that I love these

mountains as much as I love Ankara?

Anyway...

Don't you wonder what's this

medication is about?

We can't have children.

This hurts me a lot Baris.

Give this to her.

Tell her, I smell her scent

whenever I see flowers.

And... I want her to forgive me.

Could you send out some spare munitions?

Ok, keep us updated if anything comes up.

Sir? Yes sir!

Nights are always short here.

...except for one.

You'll pray to make it end.

You won't have the chance to think

about why you're here.

You just want to survive the night,

still breathing.

If I stop breathing, you do too.

Do you deserve your breath?

I don't know. Sir, I...

- Sshh, slient!

It's you who sent me out here,

yelling bravest soldier is our soldier!

Martyrs never die, motherland

never splits up!

That's how my uncle shouted out.

My aunt did.

Neighbours... You did too.

And so I came.

This is war. Either you are a

murderer or a victim.

In between it's only dishonour.

Do you think, I don't know we

can't win a war like this?

Do you think I'm stupid?

I know that.

What you don't know is that

if I fail here,

You lose in Istanbul and Ankara

as well. Do you get that?

You don't.

Nobody is ever right in war.

In that long night,

you don't ask yourself ...

... who is right or wrong, murderer

or victim.

There is only your breath.

You breath in and out.

That simple. You get that?

I wish you guys would love me just a little bit?

Sleep now. Get in the bed.

Don't worry. Every war got to

an end. Even this one will.

At the end, you'll judge me.

That doesn't matter.

There is no other place for me

to turn to.

F*** the grocer!

Captain still sleeping?

Sergeant! Sergeant, I need to call Gksen.

Who the hell is Gksen?

- My bride-to-be.

That's not funny. Good night.

- I have to call her!

I beg you, please!

Hey buddy, I have a special request

for you. One of our boys here ...

... needs to do a long-distance

call. Family affairs.

Ok, here is the number.

What's going on?

Get lost. It is ringing.

Come on sweety.

Hello? Hello?

Get down!

Get down!

- Commander!

Sedat?

Are you OK?

Ibo?

My arm is off.

Go get the machine gun.

Kamil!

I can't see sh*t!

Turn of the generator!

Yes, sir.

Kamil!

Commander!

Turn off the light.

Onur.

Turgay.

Look at his foot.

Push it on his leg. He is dead.

Off to the radio room.

Muharrem!

Turgay!

Fire! Keep firing!

Turgay!

Fire!

Come here, Soner.

Soner, grab the bag, look at me.

What's your name?

Ibo!

- What's your name?

Doctor, I've got a letter

in my right pocket.

Aim first, shoot later!

My right pocket...

Look at me.

I can't see anything.

We'll give it together.

Hand this letter to my mom, OK?

Down!

Gktay, answer me!

My arm has been ripped off bro

Give me the letter.

Right side...

Look! On the other side.

Go away!

Doctor, sir!

My arm has been ripped off, sir.

Wanna lick my head? It wouldn't help sh*t!

In my right pocket, Resul.

Grenade.

Resul, Resul?

One of us?

Don't be afraid. Give me a gun.

They are on the right side.

I dont see them.

Keep firing! They're shooting back.

In my right pocket.

What's in there, sergeant?

For gods sake, what's in your pocket!

His girl knows nothing about

poetry. I wrote a poem.

We must shoot back.

- Grab his arm.

While you sneak into my mind at night ...

... I'm on sentry watch

I can't sleep now, must keep thinking of you

Want to get up and get to you,

but I can't.

I... shoot.

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