Ulak

Year:
2008
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Once upon a time we were all brothers

Didn't all the books come for us?

What changed?

Alas, what has happened to us?

From Mehmed's Book

As with all great tales, we shall also

start this with the name of the Creator.

I'll say once upon a time,

you can say now...

...or a time which seemed

like yesterday.

I'll say a village; you can

say it's this village...

...a neighboring village,

or one further away.

It was a village like any village.

A corner of this land...

it was this land itself. Before dawn,

before anyone was yet awake...

...a stranger came out of nowhere to

this village from far, far away.

Our hero's name was Abraham. He

was a Messenger, going from town to town.

Abraham was scared...

Very scared.

It was such a fear that

it had stolen his mind...

...stolen his very mind and

caused him to go insane.

Whatever happened, whoever did this to

him, had caused him to lose his voice.

The light had gone out of his eyes.

What he saw, he saw differently, and

what he heard, he heard differently.

What happened to him? Please tell us.

Patience my dear.

I will get to that!

Thank you, thank you all.

Enough, enough...

- Here Mister.

- Take this as well, Mister.

Do not give what will

be missed at home.

- Thank you, that is enough for me.

- Take this.

No, no thank you.

Here let me pack your satchel.

- Keep one for yourself. One is enough.

- Mister, can't you stay?

I must go... The road awaits me.

Let the road wait...

Don't go. Stay with us.

We can look after you. You don't have a

home. Let our home be yours.

- Did you enjoy this tale?

- Yes, I did. I liked the tale and you.

Then you must let me go. Other

children will also listen to the tale...

...and learn about

Messenger Abraham's story.

...just like you. Would you

have me not tell them?

For without telling my tale,

what would I do, my child?

- Farewell.

- Farewell.

Farewell.

May you go in peace.

And she is supposed to be a mother.

She is not even ashamed.

They said it was a lie...

I know it is not a lie.

And that b*tch is supposed to be a

mother. Damn her mothering.

- Good day to all.

- Good day to you.

- Could I trouble you for a cup of coffee?

- It is no trouble.

Esma, open the door! Esma!

May your mind be open to

what you read my son.

Thank you mister.

My son... Knows how to read and write.

I am going to sit here

till you open this door.

At first, we wanted him to learn to read so

he could take care of the coffeehouse.

But instead, he became a scholar. He reads

all day long as if it's worth something.

Let him read. Is there

anything better than reading?

Omar, get up and sweep the floor.

God damn sissy boy!

You get back to your work.

With your permission I would

like to speak to your son a little.

What for? Where do you come

from? Who are you?

I'm a wanderer.

- I wander.

- That is all we needed...

He has work to do, talk to him later.

Are there any children in this village?

Of course there are, who has ever

heard of a village...

...without children?

- Don't work too hard, girl.

Hey you good for nothings, anything

new today?

Hseyin, look you've peed over here.

Did grandmother Hate forget

to diaper you again?

Or is it that your cock is so big that

the diaper was not big enough.

Let me look... Man,

it's alive... It bit me!

May God forgive you.

- Brother Dursun.

- Yes?

- A pipe and coffee... right now.

- Right away.

- Omar! A pipe and make it quick.

- Don't be sad.

Even if tongues stay silent, the hearts

still have a hundred ways of speaking.

Get lost and do not ever

come to my door again.

May that girl's sins rest upon your head.

You are supposed to be her mother.

You liar whore. Neighbors, friends help me!

She is bringing my house down upon me.

May the house come down upon your

head. You deserve to rot in a dungeon.

People, is that not the truth? Don't you

all know what's going on here?

What are you all afraid of?

Why are you all silent?

This girl's sins lay upon

this whole village.

All who know, but do

not tell, will burn in hell.

This b*tch is lying.

She is making false accusations just to

get my daughter into her own house.

Don't you know how jealous she is?

She is jealous of all our children.

Mister, please don't.

Somehow they will blame you.

Her infertility has caused her all these

problems. She's jealous of all of us.

Sisters, send your men to her

just once for heaven's sake...

...and let them put out

this whore's fire.

A mother, that's what I am.

Not infertile like you.

Childless Mary,

infertile Mary.

- Fight!

- Hit her!

- Girl, get back inside.

- Same old thing everyday!

Without this, what would we

do for entertainment?

You asked for it yourself Mary.

What are you looking at? Is my

cock hanging out in the open?

Get up my sister.

Are you all right?

Thank you mister.

Esma, the ship is in, be ready for

tonight. Be there before it is evening.

All right. Be still, girl.

Tell me, what happened to you?

What has made your face so sad?

- Because of Sister Mary.

- What's the reason? I couldn't hear you.

It's because of Mary, because Esma kicked

her. Do you think her stomach hurt?

- I hope she dies.

- No, do not say that.

- It is not right to curse anyone.

- David... I'm racing my horse.

Come on!

I don't care; she should not have hit her.

And no one stopped them... again.

They do not like Sister Mary, that's why.

They call her crazy. She's not crazy.

She always gives us candy,

dried fruit and berries.

Would you like me to tell you all a

tale? Would you like that?

- Why? What for?

- Because I don't have any candy.

...or dried fruit and so you will

feel better, what do you say?

- What kind of tale is it?

- Sit down and listen, then you will see.

And all of you... Go

gather your friends.

Mary caused quite a

scene again this morning.

What is this? It is a

storyteller? Saffet!

David's Beginning.

This is such a tale, that it requires

the storyteller as well as...

...the listener to do a lot of work. The

listener will tire as much as the teller.

Do you know why?

Because, you have to imagine the faces of

all the people in this tale in your minds.

How are we going to do that?

For example, if I say there

is an old lady in this tale...

imagine her face in your mind. Have

all those characters act...

...and move about in your imagination.

Like shadow puppets.

These can be faces of people you

know, it is not possible for them...

...to be the characters,

but let us pretend.

Place a person from this village in

the role of each character...

...make sure you have picked someone.

For the good characters, pick good people.

But, forget about the bad man,

let his be a dark, blank face.

There is a character. The Messenger

Abraham in this tale.

Leave his face to me; I am the

only one that will see his face.

That is the puzzle of

this tale. Agreed?

As with all great tales, we start this

one with the name of the Creator as well.

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