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down the hall.
It will take some time.
My son is no liar.
He seems a very resourceful boy.
He is. Very resourceful.
You have children?
Yes.
Three sons.
What are they selling?
They're not selling anything,
Mr Connor.
It's a call to prayer.
Your guide book is out of date.
I didn't come here to sightsee.
You should see the
Blue Mosque, at least.
Even in my 'wretched city'
it is a beautiful place
to find God.
I didn't come here
for him either.
I'm on my way to Gallipoli.
You mean Canakkale.
There is nothing there
but ghosts.
My son, he cannot help you
tomorrow.
He is needed here.
Have your bath and come back.
we do not issue civilians
travel permits to Dardanelles.
It remains a very sensitive
military zone.
In fact, our friends the
Greeks have made things
even more complicated
by invading Turkey's western coast.
It'll be some time before
Arthur, Henry and Edward Connor.
All served in the 7th AIF Battalion.
They all enlisted together.
And they died together.
All killed in the one day.
August 7th... 1915,
at Lone Pine.
Yes. We do have
on the Peninsula as we speak.
They have a formidable task
ahead of them.
You must understand,
these men on Gallipoli,
they are experts.
All I need from you is a
piece of paper and a stamp
saying that I can go there.
I simply couldn't, Mr Connor,
even if that were my inclination.
I can find them.
to do that?
Do you know when the army
used to do
with the rank and file dead
after Waterloo, Crimea,
Khartoum?
They would dig
an enormous bloody pit
and rake the whole lot in
with a few handfuls of lime.
No names.
Horse, mules and the men.
All turned into fertilizer.
This is the first war
anyone has given a damn.
My boys should be buried
at home,
beside their mother.
Go home, Mr Connor.
Come.
You have buildings like this
where you come from?
...but he didn't give up.
He kept on fighting
for three days.
I told you my son had work
to do here, Mr Connor.
- Oh, I...
- He's ten!
to say?
Keep it. It's our secret.
- Good morning.
- Mr Connor.
Would you like some breakfast?
Please.
I-I'm sorry, I don't understand.
What's he saying?
Uh... my father hopes
you enjoy your breakfast.
Would you happen to have a...
a boiled egg?
Thank you.
English?
Ah.
Um... your wife,
She's dead.
And your sons?
Without papers,
you cannot go to Gallipoli.
Take the ferry
to the town of Chanak,
then find a fisherman.
If you pay him enough,
he'll sail you across the straits.
He'll have no need
for British permits.
Thank you.
Mr Joshua!
Please, you find my Baba
in Canakkale.
Tell him he must come home.
Anne needs him.
- This is your father?
- Mm-hm.
- Who's the man in the hotel?
- My uncle.
I'll have a look.
You bring him home!
So, what were you doing
before the war?
This is the Ottoman Empire.
There was no 'before the war'.
In another life,
I was an architect.
I was a civil engineer.
Sir? Are we expecting company?
Whoever they are,
bring them to my tent.
Sergeant, grab a couple of
blokes and go with Lt Greeves.
Sir.
Mr Connor, I'm at a loss.
You walk off your farm,
you turn up unannounced
in this place of horrors...
and for what?
Gallipoli is eight square
miles of collapsed trenches,
bomb craters, barbed wire,
and more unexploded
grenades and shells
than there are pebbles
on that beach.
It is not safe.
I know what date
my sons were killed.
At Lone Pine.
There's a map,
and the last entry
Rest assured,
I aim to put a name
next to every man out there,
including your sons.
I'm sorry, but you can't stay.
Tucker, escort Mr Connor
back to his boat.
Your sons.
- Sir, dinner.
- Come in, Dawson.
Wrap your laughin' gear
around that, sir.
Yum-yum, pig's bum, eh?
- Sir.
- Hm.
Something you might want to see.
Damn.
Want me to arrest him, sir?
And then what?
Take some food down to him.
And a blanket.
- Not swimming?
- No.
What are you doing
with your farmer?
There's a supply ship back
to Constantinople in two days.
Maybe we could help him
until then.
You know what the chances
of finding his boys are.
We have the day they were killed.
I know the area.
Yeah, we both know it,
but why change everything
for one father
who can't say put?
Because he's the only father
who came looking.
Sergeant!
Change of plan.
Who's the Turk?
Hasan the assassin.
Saw us land, saw us off.
That dog wiped out
half my battalion.
He would've killed your boys.
We're all best friends now.
I get to serve him breakfast
every morning.
Don't worry, Mr Connor.
Abdul's, not ours.
This was our front line here.
You were there. Machine gun
here, machine gun here.
And one more there.
We could see you.
So many blue eyes.
MashaAllah.
It is very lucky in Turkey
to have blue eyes.
Everywhere, except here.
Listen up, boys!
Listen up!
We got to move up
that left flank!
Keep your heads low,
push forward! Now!
Stick up the nose
of these jokers!
We're gonna take
the trench tonight!
They're throwing rocks, boys!
They're out of ammo!
Let's get into the bastards!
All as one!
Let's do it.
Let's do it, come on!
You came in from two sides,
here and here.
from shell fire.
Instead we made a trap
for ourselves.
Inside it was bayonets,
knives, hands, teeth.
It was so dark and close,
we did not see
who it was we struck.
Three days.
We only stopped because we could
not climb over the bodies.
As long as Allah
make me breathe,
let me see nothing
like these days again.
- Are you alright, Artie?
- Bugger off, you two!
Leave me!
Yeah, righto, mate!
Whatever you reckon!
Leave me!
No!
No!
They're right here.
Sir.
It's your son. Edward.
No, I wouldn't.
He gave the order
not to take prisoners.
He killed the sick,
he shot the wounded.
One shot through the head,
that's how they did it.
Especially him.
He killed your son.
He gave them no chance,
that's what he did.
Stop him!
I said stop him!
- Steady on, Sergeant.
- You killed my sons!
You sent them, Mr Connor.
You invaded us.
Take him away.
Put him under guard.
I'm most terribly sorry.
He has two more sons.
We should keep looking.
War's over, Sergeant.
- We found Henry.
- Lying beside him.
How on God's earth
did you know they'd be there?
But you haven't
found Arthur yet.
No, we combed the area thoroughly.
Well, he wouldn't leave his brothers,
so he must be there.
We'll give Henry and Edward
a proper burial tomorrow.
I would... find them and...
...and bring them home.
This is their home now.
It's not enemy ground anymore.
They're among friends,
probably the closest
they ever had.
Leave 'em, they always will be.
Take 'em back,
they're just a couple of
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