Zenne Dancer Page #2
- Year:
- 2012
- 99 min
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Once the cup is lifted,
it has to be read.
Yourfortune is dark, complicated.
Some guy is after you.
And also a foreign guy.
What's this constant money talk?
You end up dancing at a bar.
C'mon really? I don't like dancing.
What exactly do you see?
I see your mom's p*ssy, right here.
Sorry, here is someone to see you.
Leave now!
Now what?
Why don't you answer your phone?
Answerthe damn phone!
The papers are not interested
in warphotos anymore.
I'll see what I can do.
Do something on kids.
Kids always sell.
People want to see hope.
OK, I'll ask the fixer.
Send me something in two days.
Why are you so late, my son?
School ends around this time.
It's been half an hour,
my eyes were glued to the clock.
What's half an hour in Istanbul?
What's this radio station again?
Radio 'Holy Water'.
I am scared.
Istanbul is a dangerous place.
I know...
I can't wait to see you
get out of this filthy place.
As if ourhometown were cleaner, look!
Neverdeny yourroots.
I wish I could.
May God forgive us.
You're beyond mercy...
Allah has struck you already.
Allah be praised, I'm fine.
Sure.
Get up girl, put this away...
wash your hands...
heat some rice for yourbrother.
What's going on?
I heard a noise,
just checking...
It's getting colder,
wear an undershirt.
There are no cleaning materials left...
Dad?
Tie up yourhair.
Take care of yoursister.
No, I still have things to take care of here.
Kezban, enough!
Watch out, this could be the end of us.
Don't worry, Dad.
This is yourfinal year anyway.
Just finish school, do your military service,
and come back home.
Business is bad,
I need help.
There is a teaching position in college here.
See? He is lusting aftersinful gains.
Don't keep us waiting, son.
Business is really bad.
You don't say, dad.
Do you want me to go bankrupt?
I can't breath without you, son.
I could've driven you.
No need.
You take care of yourhomework.
May God protect you
from the evil eye.
Finally, the nightmare is over.
They wouldn't even leave
your corpse behind in Istanbul...
Damn.
C'mon I'll drop you off at school.
And where you off to?
- Misty, moisty, morning, full of birds...
- How on earth did you find me?
Your beloved boss.
F*** you, Cavit!
Can?
It's OKauntie, he's a friend...
C'mon girl, I need to go shopping!
I've nothing left to wear.
Nothing?
As if you ever had anything...
I can buy your entire day.
with that German.
Why don't you meet him later?
Then you'll get paid twice!
What's going on?
I can't go out during daylight.
Do I need to talk to yourmom?
F*** you.
My ass is freezin'...
Swimming in November?!
No whole wheat?
I called yourmom
when you left your phone at the bar...
Why is that?
She was one mean woman.
You idiot!
What did you say?
Don't shout!
All I said was "Ahmet",
and she was already yelling...
Sorry...
My mom is a little bit weird.
I'm not in the mood anymore.
Hellooo!
I didn't come here to give myself a blowj*b!?
What if the sultan
never visited his daughter?
What if there was no fruit basket?
bit heranyway.
Oh, c'mon...
Destiny is not a choice.
You know it all, don't you?
Could you stay out of this?
Gross, what a sh*t hole!
Not forme, thanks.
I agree.
Imagine; they're swirling around
in silk skirts, and red leggings...
Your new clothes don't mean
you're no longer a bear.
And fancy clothes
don't make you a princess.
Save yourwisdom for yourcook book.
Was it a long night?
Why?
Show me yourflat.
This is not a good time.
Ljust want the best for you.
When are you
sending me the samples?
I am finalising them.
Are you happy with them?
Absolutely.
Have to go now.
I am worried about you, Daniel.
No need.
You're such a good photographer.
You're wasting yourtime.
You know, I'm always here for you.
I love you too, baby.
Where are you going?
God damn you.
I told you he was safe.
I'm so sorry.
I just fell asleep at friends...
Who the f*** are these people?
I really am sorry, auntie.
They are nice people...
Your mom would kill us both.
It's already daylight.
Asimple ID check, and you'd be caught.
Idiot!
You scared the sh*t out of me!
Take this... It's from the photographer
who took my pictures.
Fine, whatever.
Morning, mom.
He's still sleeping.
He stayed up all night studying.
Sure, I'll tell him to call you.
Hey, where have you been?
I've been holding the room upstairs for you.
You have no clients left.
Boss, I was at a photo shoot...
Today is the photographer,
tomorrow it will be eitherfilms or dance...
Let me explain...
Son, you're betteroff as a Zenne.
Off you go...
Cavit darling, should we also change
the lights upstairs?
C*nts!
Shut up and eat!
That's too much.
I don't want to get fat.
Idiot...
You were supposed to pick me up...
Who is this?
Can't I have friends?
Friends, sure.
I'd watch out, if I were you.
Watch it, you're only here
because of me...
OK OK.
I may as well clearthe table.
Yeah, and the floortoo please.
F*** off!
Mom...
Some snacks please.
I love you mom.
You're the best mom of all.
He's depressed.
He doesn't tell fortunes anymore...
I've been looking for a job all day.
I quit the cafe.
F***! Did you get fired?
Boss kept nagging me
about being late all the time.
And this military service thing
suffocates me.
Sh*t.
Come here.
Fight at the bar?
Someone threw a bottle?
I got fired from the cafe.
Couldn't pay the rent...
Murat, what happened?
Don't tell her anything.
She doesn't know...
What the hell happened?
Don't panic, he is OK.
I f***ing fell down.
Tell me the truth.
Was it that little bastard?
No, I just fell.
God.
Don't embarrass him.
Go back to bed.
OK.
I really am OK.
Just leave, I got to pee.
Don't worry, he's all right.
He is not my boyfriend.
He is my shadow.
Where I walk...
he walks with me.
He knows what I eat...
where I sleep...
whom I am with.
Why is he following you?
Because here in Istanbul
I have a different life.
Yo wimp, do you think I didn't
spot you the other day, mamma's boy.
That's not fair.
How are you bro? Are you OK?
Just want you to know
that I took care of your money.
It's all settled.
Do you need anything further?
Off course, he would come back...
every time I enjoyed freedom.
Why would he do that?
You should have gone
to the police.
I was always different.
My mom is an angry woman.
Life was neverthe same.
When I moved to Istanbul
for university...
she hired Zindan.
Even so,
she destroys my clothes...
if she doesn't like them.
Why can't you be honest
and tell the truth to yourparents?
Honesty is the easiest.
You don't understand.
Honesty will kill me.
No, I can't understand.
They are your parents.
They love you.
My mom is obsessed with cleaning.
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