LIFELINE
-When I was in the ship my father used to tell me;...
-...“Be like the Black Sea…
-…rebel like the Black Sea…
-…unstoppable like the Black Sea…
-…deep like the Black Sea…
-…If you be like the Black Sea…
-…if you know it well, you know how to stand against its waves”
-Ah, dad…
-Is it ever possible to born in this beloved region and be a stranger?
-Dad… aren’t we those babies...
-...who crawled from the giant oaks to the tough cliffs?
-Aren’t we those kids who jumped over those crazy creeks...
-...and took the misty mountains as a path?
-Dad?
-We already know how to stand against the waves of the Black Sea!
-What we don’t know is how to stand against the hypocrisy of the world!
-What we don’t know is how to stay calm...
-...when those hypocrites come to the Black Sea!
-They say, when Black Sea’s hope is over, its stubbornness starts…
-Tell about that stubbornness, Black Sea!
-If I tell, they call me crazy!
-Run run run! -Nefes!
-Yigit!
-I got you. Come on, this way!
-Nefes! Hang in there? We are almost there. This way!
-This way!
-Run!
-Nefes… Yigit… Are you okay?
-You ravisher!
-Put down your gun Vedat!
-You abducted my wife and my son, Tahir!
-This gun won’t be down before it takes your life!
-TWO DAYS AGO
-Hey! What is this crazy boy doing there?
-The rope is stuck there. Captain Tahir is checking that!
-You boy! You are a captain! What are you doing there? Get down!
-Let me take care of this first and I’ll be down Reis!
-It’s not like oiling a door’s hinges!
-Boy, if the boss sees you, he hangs us all there! Get down!
-Oh, crazy boy!
-What? Can’t you wait! Is there a time bomb or what?
-Yeah, I’ll blow it up in your ass!
-Ah, dude! We were pulling out some sand and the gear got stuck.
-Yep, how can I help?
-Are you on that crane again?
-Didn’t I tell you to do that!
-Am I just a braying donkey to you?
-Oh God! Alright, I’ll get down now. Why did you call?
-Why did I call? Aren’t we supposed to go to Istanbul!
-Get off that ship and come here!
-Okay, okay. I’m coming. Okay.
-Screw you Istanbul!
-Rotate it. Rotate it!
-Captain. Pullover please!
-Oh God! Does it look like a taxi to you?
-Papa Bekir! Take me to the shore, will you?
-Dad! Mom and grandma are fighting again.
-Come dear, come my love. Get in.
-I’ll cut this rascal’s tongue off with this knife!
-I know you can cut my throat...
-...but I don’t know what my husband does to you then…
-He can’t do anything.
-Before 40 days, I’ll get him a new woman.
-If you get my husband a new one…
-…I’ll come back to haunt you...
-...and strangle you all at his wedding day, I’ll give you that!
-What again? What now?
-Mustafa… Aren’t we going to Istanbul by plane?
-Yep, by plane…
-...because you used to fly over your father’s mountains by plane, right?
-You are used to it.
-Thanks to my Mustafa here. He got me used to it.
-You are the only one who is not used to it.
-Am I a mosquito or a bird or what? Why should I get used to it!
-I won’t get into that iron coffin.
-Then don’t! My husband will go to Istanbul and have a meeting.
-My daughter will see the Maiden Tower!
-But you? I don’t know why you are coming with us.
-Mustafa! Shut your wife up or I’ll do it and that won’t be nice.
-Mom.
-Asiye.
-My mom is coming with us.
-She is scared of planes. So we’ll go by car.
-Who is scared? That iron coffin bums me out!
-Me, too mom! Me, too! I feel bummed out, too!
-And Asiye, don’t escalate this any higher.
-We’ll go by car. That’s it.
-Mother-in-law 1 – Bride 0
-Mustafa!
-Asiye, you heard me! Come on!
-Oh God!
-Good day boys! -Thank you boss. Any orders?
-Thank you. We’ll be off to Istanbul. It is your responsibility here.
-What are you looking at with those mad eyes?
-Am I looking with mad eyes?
-Is that wrong?
-It is God’s will to lay eyes on beauties…
-...and I lay my eyes on you just like that.
-If it is God’s will, this means you will go to Heaven after life.
-Oh my Asiye.
-What my Mustafa, what?
-Oh, it is on fire here.
-Flames everywhere.
-Oh God! -Don’t show off, bro!
-Some of us can’t have what you have!
-It’s been 9 years.
-Still the same woman. We drown in her mud.
-Ah, Tahir is here! Come on!
-Go to the store. Take good care of it.
-My dear niece!
-Once we get back from Istanbul...
-I’ll find you a nice, well behaved bride, Tahir.
-Ah, not the bride talk again!
-O yes. I got it planned.
-I’ll take Mercan, Cemil’s daughter to you.
-She will be a lady for you.
-She won’t be a rebel to her mother-in-law...
-and a bitch to her husband like this one here!
-Mom! Don’t drill any nerves here. Stop this bride persistence.
-No, I’ll go and take Mercan just as we come back.
-Mom, don’t plant any ideas in her mind!
-I’ll find my own bride.
-No, if you handle that, you’ll find a crazy one like yourself.
-I’ll find her.
-Just like the ones who walk like their mother-in-laws.
-Anyway, I don’t want a bride just like myself.
-Mercan is fine. She has a mouth but she doesn’t talk too much.
-Get into it. Come on.
-Lose that grin will ya!
-Not here…
-...not here, either.
-There are no monsters here in this room.
-So this means...
-...the Howling Wolf of the Moonlight can sleep without any fear.
-The monster is not here. It is over there!
-What did I tell you before?
-I am in charge of the monsters of this castle!
-Now the Blue Feather Deer wants a big kiss! Oh dear!
-Good night my love. -Good night!
-Nefes!
-What’s going on here?
-You forgot it again, right?
-What did I forget?
-The anniversary of the day we met?
-The day we met is not a day to celebrate.
-I am trying to turn a new page here. Why are you trying to bum me out?
-The scar is still here?
-Vedat, I need to sleep.
-Ah, no sleeping tonight. We’ll celebrate my baby.
-Cheers, that you are mine.
-I am not yours.
-You are mine!
-I am not yours… I have never been yours!
-You are mine!
-You are my wife… my son’s mother!
-Stop ruining this life to me! Stop it!
-Stop!
-You did it again!
-I am offering you peace here and you push it!
-You are ungrateful again!
-Get out!
-Don’t make me leave my son without a mother!
-Son?
-It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay dear.
-It’s over.
-Mama and Papa just argued, okay?
-We are sorry.
-We are sorry, right mama?
-Nefes…
-Oh dear…
-Does it hurt very much?
-No, it doesn’t, love. We sent the enemies away. Worth it!
-Where are you coming? Wait in the car…
-Wait in the car? We have been hungry all the way here.
-Set us free, will you!
-We can have breakfast by the Bosphorus.
-Set you free?
-If Mustafa does that...
-...you entangle the two bridges of Istanbul to each other.
-I couldn’t entangle your lips together, let alone the bridges.
-Asiye!
-What my dear Mustafa? I talked about entangling and stuff, nothing else.
-Before I entangle you to your shawl and put you into the trunk, do shut up!
-They have places to sit for the ladies, right?
-They have but these two will probably snatch. Still, your call.
-You will behave inside there.
-No snatching… or I’ll have no mercy, trust me!
-Welcome.
-Thank you.
-We have been waiting Mr. Mustafa.
-Thank you! -How are you?
-We are fine, thanks. Allow me to introduce my brother, Tahir Kaleli.
-Nice to meet you.
-We have been doing business for so long.
-I’ve been to Surmene many times. We couldn’t find the chance to meet.
-I am always at home. I don’t go to work place so much.
-Allow me to introduce my cousin here, Eysan… my uncle’s daughter.
-Eysan dear… This is Mustafa Kaleli. Owner of the Kaleli Sand Inc.
-Welcome. -Thank you sister.
-Vedat keeps talking about the beauties of Black Sea and Surmene.
-Thank you. -He praises you so much.
-She is stuck to my husband’s hand like a leech. I’ll pluck of her hair!
-Stop where you are! You’ll spoil their business.
-Salaam alaikum. -Sorry?
-You can’t say sorry to God’s greetings.
-You have to go like “Alaikum salaam”.
-I am Asiye Kaleli… Mustafa’s wife.
-Really? I didn’t know that you were coming.
-I can see that.
-Mustafa wanted to show his wife and daughter around.
-He really insisted, so here we are.
-That’s good. You are welcome here. I am Vedat Sayar.
-Nice to meet you.
-Thank you.
-Your daughter? -Yes, my honey.
-Hello, pretty lady.
-Welcome.
-I have a son a bit younger than you.
-Welcome ma’am. -Thank you.
-Enough of all this welcome and thank you.
-Is this a women’s meeting? Let’s get back to business.
-Please. -Please.
-Howling Wolf of the Moonlight?
-Three tours around the lion?
-The one who finishes first, wins.
-I’ll win! -No I’ll.
-I am getting close to you howling wolf!
-No.
-I’m getting closer.
-No, I’ll win.
-I won. I won!
-No, it doesn’t count. The tour doesn’t finish here.
-Don’t be a joy kill, Blue Feather Deer!
-What can I do? The distance is short. My horse doesn’t speed up.
-To outside then? Whoever gets to the end of the street wins!
-I’ll win! -No, I will!
-I’m getting closer.
-Come on! Almost there!
-Mrs. Nefise, you can’t go out!
-Necip, we’ll go just there and be back!
-Mr. Vedat’s orders.
-To hell with Mr. Vedat!
-Necip, please. We’ll race to the corner and come back.
-That’s not a getaway or something.
-Come on. We all know you. Once I open this door, you flee.
-Please don’t make us chase you again.
-Now, please.
-Dear, lets race around the house.
-Ma’am… please, don’t walk around with this face. Get inside. Please.
-Why?
-Do you feel offended?
-You see this all and still move like Vedat’s dog.
-Is that too much to you?
-It seems like I am the only one who can’t get used to it.
-You are used to bend your heads.
-10 percent more discount.
-Before we sign the contract, let’s look through that once again.
-We don’t have to.
-We have been digging sand in a very large are with four ships...
-...and we have just purchased a new one.
-We’ll pay a big amount of money for the bid. This is our final offer.
-But we buy your sand before you sieve it Mr. Mustafa.
-This time maybe… -I said this is the final offer.
-Mr. Tahir, are you as stubborn as your brother?
-I don’t know about that…
-...but I don’t say anything above my brother’s word.
-The little brothers have no saying in your town, is it that?
-I am the shepherd of the town. He is the owner. His words.
-I wonder what the shepherds are for.
-They get rid of the jackals entering the town.
-Okay, I got the message.
-Your brother always says, “bargaining is tradition”.
-I just wanted to give it a shot.
-You give it a shot but it didn’t work Mr. Vedat. Come on.
-Go, ready the contract. My daughter is waiting downstairs.
-I gave her my word. I will take her to the Maiden Tower.
-Let me tell you what… Don’t keep your little lady waiting any more.
-Go, enjoy the town as a family. Then come to our place for dinner.
-So we can sign the contract there. -No need for that.
-Come on, we have been doing business like forever…
-…and whenever I come to Surmene...
-...your brother is always the best host ever.
-Mr. Mustafa, I will really feel bad if you don’t come to my place...
...when your wife and your daughter are here.
-My boy and your daughter can play together.
-No, Mr. Vedat… we have a long way to go back.
-No, no. I want no protest.
-I’ll call my wife. She’ll be happy to hear it, too.
-Hey, don’t run. Do you think you can run away from me.
-Mr. Vedat is calling.
-Dear, draw a picture. I’ll be with you. Go dear.
-Yes? What do you want? -Hello my dear wife.
-Don’t call me dear wife!
-I miss you too, honey.
-Speak your words and hang up.
-We will have guests tonight. Make preparations accordingly.
-You mean “cover your bruises”.
-I love you, too dear.
-Damn you!
-Kiss you.
-Mrs. Nefes! The phone.
-Ah, take it or your owner will be mad.
-What is my bug doing? What can I draw?
-Who is this? Me or you?
-Me. -Then, let’s draw me.
-Necip, take the guards outside. We have guests.
-You can’t run away from me the Blue Deer.
-You can’t get me Howling Wolf.
-You missed!
-Very funny!
-Yigit, come my lion.
-My dear.
-Yigit!
-Stop playing games and go cover your face with something.
-What? Does your view get ugly?
-Does this bother you? If this bothers you, call the number.
-Call the “Vedat Violation” number.
-You will piss him off again.
-Shut it Eysan. Let your owner speak.
-You are a disgrace of women.
-Dear, go get ready. Cover your bruises.
-We will have our guests on the way. They will be here soon.
-Why did you call the guests?
-Yigit got very upset yesterday.
-This family has a little girl. I thought they could play together.
-I am bringing a friend to our son. Cheer up!
-Friend is not something like a toy. You can’t just bring them home.
-Hold us as captives here and throw us a kid to play. That’s not how it works.
-Why do you think I hold you as captives?
-Is it because you want to escape at every chance?
-Why do you think we want to escape?
-Is it because you use force to hold us here?
-Nefes… Vedat is trying to make things better.
-You should stop snapping at him. -My baby…
-...for one night, let’s be like a normal family.
-This family is from Surmene.
-We are doing business with them. He has a wife.
-You can relax a little.
-Go, get ready.
-I told you this was a bad idea.
-She got a point, too. She is stuck here all day. She sees no one.
-So she is angry at me. Then I get angry at her, you know…
-Nefes. They are here dear.
-Nefes?
-Nefes, I told you not to lock these doors.
-Open the door!
-Open!
-You look very beautiful.
-Dear, come let’s go.
-Would you like to take a beverage before dinner Mr. Mustafa?
-No, thank you.
-An average? What did she say? Average?
-I don’t know what average it is...
-...but no one can save this woman from my grasp, that I know!
-I found the bride before the 40th day after your death.
-God, you know I am just making fun of her.
-Tahir, don’t you ever get married! I pity your bride.
-She will be poisoned by these jokes.
-Yes… Dear Kaleli Family.
-This is my beautiful wife here, Nefes and this is my dear son Yigit.
-Nefes dear, this is the Kaleli Family I have been talking about…
-…my business partners. Introduce yourself if you like.
-Welcome. -Thank you sister.
-Welcome.
-Thank you dear.
-Welcome, I am Nefes, and you are? -I am Balim.
-And that is Yigit over there. Go, introduce yourself.
-Welcome. -Thank you.
-Welcome.
-Please, let’s take our seat at the table.
-Please.
-Eysan dear.
-Mr. Mustafa, are you sure you won’t drink?
-No, I’ll pass, sister.
-What if I insist?
-This is a lovely wine. I got it from Italy.
-We don’t drink when our mother is at the table.
-Just water will be fine.
-Nefes dear.
-I don’t want it.
-Drink, dear.
-Praise be! Your son is a gentleman.
-Yes, he is… and Balim is so cheerful.
-I wish we had a son like yours.
-This bride here couldn’t do it.
-I wish that for my other bride.
-Show Yigit the photos we took today.
-Look, we went to the Maiden Tower today.
-Really?
-But you are from Istanbul… you must have been there many times.
-Son, we have been there many times. Why don’t you tell them?
-You are so lucky. Tell me where else did you go?
-Yigit…
-Boy, we are having dinner. Where are you going?
-Son, we are having dinner.
-Yigit!
-Don’t move, the glasses…
-Son, don’t be scared! It’s okay.
-What is this? -None of your business! Let it go.
-Yigit’s dress got wet. If you excuse me, I’ll change his clothes.
-Alright, take care of it.
-Come… Sengu, clean the mess.
-I’ll go check on them. The boy must be scared.
-Nefes!
-My dear, take of your clothes. I’ll be right with you.
-But…
-I promise you. Take them off and I’ll be with you.
-Why did you show that guy your wrists?
-I didn’t show him anything. He just saw them.
-Why didn’t you hide it?
-What you did is okay but what I did is a problem?
-The problem is… that coquet with Tahir!
-Coquet?
-He held this wrist, right? This one?
-Now I…
-I’ll go downstairs and find an excuse.
-Then I’ll come back and break all your fingers.
-Now sit here and think.
-Think how you offended my by courting with that man!
-Do you get it my dear wife?
-Sorry, I am late. My son feels terrible for he broke the pincher.
-I couldn’t get him here. He is crying.
-He is a fragile boy, you know…
-…My wife sends her apologies. She is trying to put him to sleep.
-He is just a kid. That happens…
-So you signed.
-Nice. Eysan dear, pen please.
-Yes. May it be the best for us!
-Yigit…
-Mom?
-Hush…
-Now, we are two Indians escaping the castle...
-...those pale faces imprisoned us, okay?
-But we got to escape silently.
-What if they catch us? If they catch us…
-This is the best chance ever. There is no one to be afraid of.
-We have guests downstairs. There is only Necip.
-If we can make it to the other street unnoticed?
-Come on, then.
-Go, go, go!
-Be quick. Hurry up. Come on!
-Hurry up!
-Yes. We had our coffee and we signed the contract. Now we can go.
-Ah, you say goodbye like rich people.
-We got to be on our way.
-Come, son.
-Please, this way.
-Mr. Mustafa, I am looking forward to coming to Trabzon.
-Come and see what I am looking forward to!
-We’ll be happy to host you.
-Come and see for yourself Eysan dear… I am not a “host” person.
-Watch your steps if we host you.
-What is it, Kaleli? Did you like the house that much?
-On the contrary, there is something I don’t like.
-And what would that be?
-The bruises on your wife’s hand.
-That is none of your business.
-Mr. Tahir, please. We have been through something terrible lately.
-A thief… A thief broke into the house when we weren’t at home.
-Nefes fought with him by herself alone.
-We are still having under its effect…
-Tahir!
-Necip!
-Yes, Mr. Vedat.
-Take the guards inside when they get far.
-Yes sir!
-It is dark here.
-Don’t be scared, dear.
-Does that hurt very much?
-It doesn’t.
-Now what are we going to do?
-We’ll jump off when they stop for a break.
-Then what? Do we have money?
-Howling Wolf of the Moonlight!
-Indians don’t need money.
-We’ll find a way out. At last we are free.
-We managed to escape the castle of the pale faces.
-We are free, right mom?
-Yes we are dear. We are… at last!
-Nefes?
-Nefes? Open the door.
-Nefes? You can’t get away from this, you know!
-Open it!
-Nefes I am so sorry. Open the door and forgive me!
-I’ll get a doctor for your fingers. Open it. Forgive me! Open the door.
-Yigit?
-Son…
-Tell your mother to open the door. Come, let’s play together.
-Nefes?
-Nefes! Open this door! -Vedat! What are you doing?
-Eysan, go to your room!
-Calm down! Take a deep breath.
-Think of Yigit. Do you want him to hate you?
-He already hates me enough!
-What happened?
-She showed that guy her wrists
-...and I broke her fingers.
-Listen to me… If you don’t calm down, that will get worse.
-Come, let me get you a drink and let her rest till the morning.
-Eysan, you know how much I love her.
-She should know, it hurts me more than her.
-But you know it, right?
-I do…
-I do.
-Wait for the morning. I’ll talk to Nefes. I promise you.
-“Oyku Gurman – I Turned Into Ashes” playing.
-What is this? -None of your business! Let it go.
-No, no!
-Mom, where are we?
-I fell asleep.
-We are in Surmene!
-Stupid Nefes, stupid Nefes! How could you fall asleep? How could you do this!
-Will those guys give us back to dad?
-Nefes!
-Open the door! Don’t make me mad!
-Yigit!
-Son, tell your son to open the door.
-Come on dear, I miss you. My love, Yigit!
-Nefes!
-Necip?!
-Vedat!
-Necip!
-Yes, sir? -Where is Nefes?
-I don’t know. Isn’t she home?
-Think better and answer!
-Why would I ask if she was home!
-She has gone! Where is Nefes?
-That is impossible!
-Since you got us out, nothing unusual has happened.
-They may be hiding in the house…
-...or they may be playing hide and seek with Yigit.
-I’ll take her. Leave it to me!
-Come my dear.
-Take my bag, please.
-Why are you frozen here?
-Tahir! What are they doing here?
-Hey, take the girl. I want to take off my shoes.
-I’ll be there now.
-Did you take them in?
-Are you nuts? Why would I do that?
-Wait here. I’ll make up something and come back.
-Put your head inside.
-Why? So that you can give us back to Vedat? You wish!
-Wait, I say!
-Don’t hit my mother.
-Calm down lion. I won’t touch your mother.
-What happened to your hand?
-Broken?
-Did Vedat this to you?
-Look, obviously you escaped that man and dragged this kiddo with you.
-Let’s wait for Asiye and go to a hospital.
-No hospital. Let us go, I’ll take care of it myself.
-Don’t be scared! I won’t send you back and I won’t call that rascal.
-Why would I trust you?
-You are in my hometown. We don’t backstab our guests.
-Now, keep it quiet and put your head down. Just wait.
-Mustafa… Maybe Tahir should take me to my father.
-He must have his laundry.
-Let me take your report.
-What report?
-The report why you shook Vedat’s hand.
-You talk about that report.
-Exactly that report.
-First give me your report about that Eysan woman! Then ask my report!
-Give me a break. Come on! I didn’t even look at her face.
-I don’t know about it!
-I know.
-Allow me to teach you, too.
-Don’t unleash your mother onto me in the middle of the day.
-She will be like “my bride left the laundry...
-..and took my son into bed” forever.
-Asiye…
-Let me go to my father first.
-Then I can give you my report late at night somewhere isolated”
-Ah my Asiye…
-What, my Mustafa? What?
-Where are you off to without a salaam?
-Salaamin Alaikum. Put your clothes into the laundry bag.
-I’ll go see my father and be back.
-Don’t make pick them up from your rooms! Otherwise I’ll burn them!
-It’s like she is washing them with her hands.
-It’s the machine that washes. She is just showing off here.
-Hurry, hurry!
-Okay, check the buses. She didn’t take the plane.
-She didn’t vaporize now did she? She has no money, nothing.
-She is with the kid.
-How could she escape? Think it through!
-I can’t think clearly. My brain goes dizzy.
-First calm down. You went too far.
-The Kaleli Family is having dinner down here...
-...and you are breaking her fingers.
-Kaleli Family?
-Before they came, I told Necip to take the guards outside...
-...and I called them back when they left.
-They abducted Nefes.
-That Tahir dog had eyes on my wife.
-Necip, go back to the company. I’ll be right there.
-What are you going to do? -I will bury Tahir to the Black Sea!
-Dad!
-Asiye… my Asiye love. Welcome.
-Thank you. -How are you?
-I am fine. You? -Fine. I am fine, too.
-What are you waiting for? Get down.
-Why did we come here?
-You didn’t want the hospital but we can’t leave those fingers like that.
-Mr. Osman here knows a few things about broken bones. Come on.
-It’s okay.
-Salaam Alaikum, Mr. Osman.
-Alaikum salaam. Welcome.
-Thank you, sir.
-Can we get inside? -Sure we can. Welcome, girl.
-Come, lion. Come on.
-Don’t be scared.
-Asiye… Take this young boy to the garden. Show him around.
-Come with me. Let my father cure your mother’s hand.
-I’ll protect my mother.
-Dear, what was our deal?
-I got the protecting job till you grow up.
-And I am fine, okay?
-…and maybe there are wild horses out there in the garden.
-Really?
-You have to take a look to find out.
-Let’s look for them.
-Let’s get over with this.
-I got to locate the broken parts back.
-Your fingers are swollen. This will hurt.
-I can take it. Do it.
-Don’t be stubborn! This is going to hurt. Let’ go to a hospital.
-No need for that. I am used to it.
-How much are you used to it?
-You are praying? It’s the best.
-I haven’t seen it work but I pray anyway.
-Let me tell you something girl…
-God answers those who pray in three ways…
-He says “Yes” and grants their prayers.
-He says “No” and gives better...
-...and He says “Wait” and gives the best.
-This is unbelievable!
-Do you think there are horses here?
-There is the horse!
-It’s a donkey, boy. It is not a horse. Haven’t you seen one?
-Of course. You can’t see that in a city like Istanbul.
-You have to come tomorrow in the morning.
-If this bump doesn’t get normal, that will turn to gangrene.
-We can’t come. We have to leave soon.
-You aren’t going anywhere. -We will.
-You won’t! I will see that hand cured and only then you can go.
-Mom, are you cured?
-Say that you aren’t.
-Say that maybe you are too stubborn to heal.
-Say that you will have gangrene just like your brain has already had.
-Watch your words. -Mom?
-Are you hungry boy?
-He has been hungry since the night. Of course he is hungry.
-Let’s go and have breakfast.
-Let’s go.
-Come dear.
-Ehm… Thank you so much.
-God bless you.
-Amen dear. God bless us all.
-May God protect you dad. -You, too.
-I won’t ask now but…
-I will drop by later for some tea.
-Your blood in your veins is crazy. Be careful.
-Stop that craziness from burns the innocent.
-It won’t. Trust me, my blood burns only me.
-A Black Sea guy never burns “only” himself, my crazy boy!
-Prayers in Arabic
-Mom, look at the sea.
-Isn’t it beautiful?
-It is beautiful.
-Are we also going to see this sea from the window only?
-Their house is by the sea.
-Did this boy only see it from the window?
-Why did we stop?
-Do you want to take a closer look?
-You can’t understand the Black Sea from a distance.
-Go…
-Come on… Run run run!
-So it is true.
-What?
-You can’t forget the smell.
-When did you last touch the sea?
-Wasn’t your house by the sea?
-Didn’t this kid ever get into the sea?
-Yigit!
-A little bit crazy I think.
-Crazy or slavery… We’ll see.
-What kind of a slavery?
-Sister, I think this kid never got out on the street.
-God, what are you testing us with?
-Are you crazy? Stand up.
-Are you comfortable there? -Yes, very.
-Don’t be offended by the way he calls you crazy.
-Interestingly, they call him Crazy Tahir in our village.
-Sis… -What?
-She is not a stranger anymore. I say it to her face.
-Oh God please.
-Don’t piss me off! It is winter time. You’ll get cold!
-Your bag was in the car. If you have something to dress her…
-Let me give you something dry…
-Are you okay?
-I am free.
-Okay, that Karacan Meeting is tomorrow.
-You can handle that but cancel the Yankarlar.
-I have to be at that meeting later.
-Come in.
-Take your best men. We’ll set off in five minutes.
-Where are we off to, sir? -To Trabzon.
-By plane?
-How are you supposed to get the guns into the plane Necip?
-Got it, sir. I’ll get the car ready immediately.
-Bulent, get 30 men ready. Take the best.
-The cars should be at the door in five minutes.
-Get your guns. We are heading off to Trabzon.
-Isn’t this too much?
-Too much of what?
-What are all these guns for?
-Maybe I’ll bury some corpses before I come back.
-Corpses? We can solve this in a civilized way.
-What is that civilized way?
-Kaleli is in our grasp. We can cancel the contract.
-If we don’t purchase the sand, they can’t pay the municipality.
-Call Mustafa Kaleli. Threaten him. He can hand Nefes over.
-Then how can I hurt Tahir?
-If I criticize him in a civilized way, maybe he cries, right?
-Vedat! -Eysan!
-This man abducted my wife and my son.
-I have been without Nefes for 18 hours breathless.
-I can’t be civilized unless I fill his chest with 18 bullets.
-Do you get me?
-You won’t do such a thing! Don’t be ridiculous!
-Promise me! Promise me or…
-Or what? What will you do Eysan?
-What will you do?
-You know. You are my only family in this life.
-You are not just a cousin to me. You are my sibling, my brother.
-I will never turn my back to you. You know that, right?
-I know.
-I can never forget what you did to me…
-...but Vedat, this is your obsession!
-You will ruin yourself at the end.
-What can I do Eysan?
-When I think that Nefes was abducted by him…
-I can’t breathe without Nefes.
-I know. I know. Relax.
-Take a breath. Inhale.
-But promise me. You won’t kill someone else or Nefes.
-Okay?
-To kill Nefes?
-Eysan…
-I can’t live without Nefes.
-If she dies, I die, too.
-I got to go now.
-Come dear.
-Mom, look!
-It is so beautiful, right?
-Come, sit.
-It’s so beautiful, right?
-Pat it. Look.
-I am full. I don’t want any more.
-Anything missing on the table my Tahir.
-We have everything, thank you.
-But this little fella here loves your goat so much.
-Can you take him outside?
-Of coure… and we can feed it together. Come lion.
-Where are you taking my son?
-Uncle Davut is a good man. Don’t worry.
-This boy here is going to question you. That’s why he sent your son.
-There isn’t going to be a questioning. I’ll take my son and leave.
-Tell me.
-There is nothing to tell.
-You escape that guy. You leave your house.
-You sneak into my car in the middle of the night.
-There is obviously something to tell. Go…
-I say there is nothing to tell.
-Thank you so much. You helped me. You fixed my finger.
-You bought me a breakfast.
-Now please take us to the buses and we’ll be on our way.
-You will have your hand controlled tomorrow. Only then you can go.
-Now you will answer my questions. Sit.
-What if I don’t answer? -If you don’t answer…
-What will you do? Slap my mouth?
-Will you take my good right eye or what?
-Maybe you break the other fingers?
-What do you think you are scaring me with?
-Are you threatening me with something I didn’t see?
-What can you do to me worse than Vedat did?
-Easy. We don’t raise our hands to women.
-Okay. I am so happy for your women. Now, excuse me.
-Stop, girl! You are distressed now. Where will you go?
-Where the first bus takes me.
-What are you doing? Are you crazy?
-You bet I am.
-With which money are you going to go?
-There is no credit card. You are penniless.
-Today is holiday.
-Tomorrow we will open a new account for you and put some money in it…
-…and if your hand is fine, then you can go.
-Why?
-Why are you being so nice to me?
-Listen to me, girl. We are from the Black Sea region.
-We protect those who need our help.
-Don’t ask any stupid questions again or…
-Don’t ever threaten me!
-I don’t threaten. Now, follow me!
-As you order! -Yes I do that.
-What an oaf!
-An oaf with a golden heart. Don’t stand there. Chop chop.
-I mean Turkan, give Mercan to Tahir and let our families bond.
-I don’t know what to say Saniye.
-I can’t say anything. Cemil knows better.
-Your husband has no idea about it. He only thinks about work.
-Women know this better.
-Thank you Mercan dear.
-Make coffee for better courses I hope.
-If it is meant to be Mrs. Saniye…
-We want to take you for Tahir. What say you?
-My father knows...
-A shy girl like her nowadays? Praise be, praise be!
-She hasn’t shown her feelings for Tahir for all these years.
-What’s that supposed to mean now, Saniye?
-Come on! Everyone in the village knows Mercan’s feelings.
-But soon this is going to happen. Convince your husband.
-Now excuse me. -Where are you going?
-I’ll get some milk before I go home.
-We have a barn and a bride but we get the milk from the neighbor.
-Welcome aunt Saniye.
-Thank you and good-bye Nazer.
-Don’t forget what I said Turkan.
-God speed… -What did she say?
-She wanted a girl for her son.
-What? Who would take her sidekick Murat?
-She didn’t want you for her sidekick Murat.
-She wanted Mercan for her crazy Tahir.
-Don’t open your eyes like that.
-I am not opening my eyes.
-Meryem girl. Did you take me with a contract?
-Didn’t they tell you?
-Wasn’t anyone like “you shouldn’t smother Murat...
-...you have to leave him free”.
-Come on! Back off girl. That ship has sailed.
-Come on. Good luck in life.
-What is it sidekick? Why did you shoot her out of the field?
-She wanted to know why I hung out with girls. She asked this to me!
-Yo sidekicks? Where are the women of this house?
-My mother is going to get some milk…
-...and your wife is still at Osman’s place.
-Speak of the devil…
-Bismillah… -Brother. Do we have a guest?
-What are they doing here?
-Brother, we need to talk.
-Sister, take Yigit with you.
-Now there is a kid here, so watch the language…
-...maybe you shouldn’t speak at all.
-You…
-Mustafa, calm down. Talk nicely.
-Welcome Yigit.
-Balim, look. You have a friend here. Go, play nicely.
-What the hell are they doing here?
-What are you doing with somebody else’s wife?
-Watch your words, brother.
-I can’t watch anything! The man’s wife is with you now!
-We were guests at his house yesterday and now his wife and kid is here!
-What the hell are you doing? -Brother.
-She was beaten. That man broke her fingers.
-So what? The man beats his wife and you abducted her just like that?
-How did you find the time to do that?
-I didn’t abduct her. She hid behind the car herself.
-Had I known that he was beating her, I would have abducted her, though.
-Don’t flatter yourself! She is his wife! None of your business!
-Why do you care about his problem?! -Enough!
-Enough, I’ll go. -Stop, don’t start now!
-You will send this woman immediately. Right now!
-We have business with the man.
-He will wipe us out with a single move of his hand.
-We will neither have business nor honor.
-So, let’s allow him to kill his wife...
-...and we can count our money with honor here.
-Don’t use fancy words on me!
-Mustafa, come! I got to tell you something.
-Asiye, leave me! -I can’t! It is urgent!
-Mustafa come, please.
-Stop! What is so urgent?
-I missed you!
-Asiye!
-Balim!
-You missed your father, right? -Yes.
-We’ll talk about it later.
-Look, don’t be stubborn!
-You don’t have to make things worse with your brother.
-I better take Yigit and go! -You are not going anywhere!
-Are you crazy?
-Bull’s eye!
-I will go!
-Move aside. -What if I didn’t? What would you do?
-I’d blow your brains out!
-Really. I’d like to see you doing that!
-You are crazy. Way too crazy…
-…said the woman who jumped in my car to escape her husband.
-Enough is enough!
-Don’t keep calling him my husband! I am not his wife!
-Then what is your relation with him?
-We get going Yigit. -Nefes, wait.
-Asiye!
-I asked you a question.
-I got this. Wait here. She is scared.
-Sidekicks, come with me!
-Tahir! This won’t end good!
-Brother, she says he is not her husband.
-Enough of these word games. What done is done!
-Let’s walk outside and get some air. So the mules inside can calm down.
-What is this woman doing in my house!
-Mom, stop please. This is already too confusing.
-We’ll go to the marketplace now, come on.
-Wait. What?
-Ask my brother. Go ask him.
-What is this woman doing here?
-She followed us and your crazy son here is helping her.
-And your crazy wife took her and the boys to the marketplace.
-Ah, the whole village will talk about it!
-Tahir, go get them!
-We will be the disgrace of the village… of the people!
-Howling Wolf in the Moonlight, what happened?
-I was scared.
-There is nothing to be scared.
-The Blue Feather Deer got a little bit excited.
-Are these your names?
-Yes, did you like them?
-Mom, why is my name only Balim?
-What do you say Howling Wolf in the Moonlight? Let’s find a name for Balim.
-Her name could be… The Bear Bringing the Sun!
-Why are you deer and wolf but I am a bear?
-Then, it can be a Bee! The Bee Bringing the Sun!
-Ah, I liked this one. I’ll take that.
-“Selim Bolukbasi singing Fifty Stars In The Sky”
-Shut your mouth or a mosquito will fly in!
-Be careful. Maybe you fly into my mouth, Nazar!
-If I fly into it, shoot me!
-Ah, aunt Turkan and Mercan. What’s up?
-We are fine. How are you?
-Fine.
-Ah, the last pieces of our puzzle.
-Who?
-Cemil’s two daughters and his wife.
-Do you see that girl with the shawl?
-My mother-in-law obsessed with it.
-She wants to take her as a bride to Tahir.
-I pity the girl now.
-Come dear.
-Asiye, who is this girl?
-This girl…
-...is our guest from Istanbul.
-Didn’t you come from Istanbul a day ago?
-Yes, Nazar. We can’t stop taking a tour here and there.
-Ah, balloon!
-Yigit, come my son. Princess, come with us.
-Enough is enough!
-Don’t keep calling him my husband! I am not his wife!
-What is it then? -What do you mean by that?
-What is your relation with him if you are not his wife?
-It is none of your business. -Are you his mistress?
-I am going to kill you!
-We are in the marketplace!
-Sidekick, take the kids and go home.
-Yigit! -Go home. Let the kids play.
-What was that?
-Yes, Asiye. You were saying “eehm”. Now what?
-Let me tell you what’s going on?
-Our to-be-groom grabbed the Istanbul girl from the arm and took her away.
-Wave your hands to the ship sailing away.
-Get out, girl.
-Will you come out yourself or do you want me to do it?
-That’s what I thought.
-We will talk, chop chop!
-I won’t talk about it! I won’t! Don’t chop chop to me!
-What is your relation with that rascal! Answer me!
-You are not his wife… you are not his mistress! Then what?
-I am his nothing! He imprisoned me to that house!
-Why didn’t he do an official wedding?
-He wanted to…
-Did you reject that? What is it?
-Because they ask my opinion only there!
-He can’t get anything he wants only there.
-That is the only place I can say “No” to him.
-Do you get it? Do you understand? Okay?
-Okay! It is totally okay now.
-Okay, now let my arm go.
-I just want to think. Please don’t ask me any questions.
-Did I ask anything?
-I am sitting here in my silent mode. Please be quiet.
-Is that yours?
-Yes, it is coming from the sand work.
-Your brother says you are doing business with Vedat.
-If he wipes you out, your business will be over.
-If he hears, that…
-I sit by the Black Sea. The sun is going down.
-What business are you talking about now!
-Wipe that rascal out of your mind. Dream like a girl.
-Dream like a girl? What is it? -I don’t know. Flowers, butterflies.
-It’s all gonna be alright and stuff… I can’t think of everything, now can I?
-Time spoiled all my dreams.
-You can’t talk about time! You are so young. What is your age?
-24
-But time is relative…
-If you are tortured, then it changes.
-Time haven’t passed.
-For how many years?
-Eight.
-You haven’t touched the sea for that long.
-He imprisoned you…
-Yigit didn’t leave that house ever.
-He beat you that rascal! He beat you every day?!
-Enough… Stop asking questions!
-You sidekicks! You sidekicks!
-Okay, these women think like women!
-But who told you to take them to the marketplace?
-Boy, women think very clearly, trust me!
-Stop yelling! The kids have just slept.
-You can think? Why did you go to the marketplace, then?
-This is a disgrace! A disgrace!
-Turkan called.
-She said my son was flirting to a woman...
-...with a kid in the middle of the marketplace.
-Disgrace!
-We are doomed because of a husbandless woman!
-Mom, shut it, will you!
-Why did we go to the marketplace Mustafa?
-Why?
-So that your mother wouldn’t treat the girl like a… you know!
-Hear yourself!
-It is your mother who should hear herself! Enough!
-Where is my son?
-She shut my mother! Oh boy, she should be my sister-in-law!
-Asiye! -Why the reaction?
-I was talking about Murat or Fatih here.
-Let go!
-Please allow me to take my son and go.
-I won’t!
-Will you imprison me, too?
-I got rid of Vedat. Now, is it your turn?
-Don’t compare me with that wretch.
-Then don’t be a bully!
-Now, lie down next to your son and sleep nicely.
-Tomorrow, we will check your hand and it will be over.
-If you do as I say, I will take you to your bus and you can leave.
-If you don’t, then you will see what bullying really is…
-...and don’t forget!
-I don’t threaten. I do!
-“The Day Comes – Gun Gelir is playing”
-Mom, water…
-I’ll go get you water dear.
-I had to kill that guy.
-Someone out there!
-Kaleli!
-Did you call them? -What?
-Is that why you kept us? God damn…
-Don’t finish your sentence. Move.
-Stay with your son. Lock the door and don’t leave till I come back.
-Kaleli!
-Vedat.
-Give me my wife!
-Give the man his wife. -We won’t.
-Brother, don’t!
-Kaleli!
-You ravisher! Where is my wife?
-So you got the rabies you canine!
-There are women in the house. Come outside and talk there!
-Give me my wife and you can live!
-Are you here to assault my house!
-Easy, dog! Or you eat that fist!
-Leave my boys alone! Take your wife and son and leave!
-They are upstairs. -Mom, what are you doing?
-Asiye can call them.
-I didn’t see anyone upstairs.
-Are you fucking kidding with me?
-Easy, hey!
-Nefes!
-I will kill you if you touch them.
-She got away again. Where is my wife?
-Looks like she got away. Get out and search her outside.
-Leave the cars here. This way!
-Tahir, wait. -Let me go, brother. Brother!
-I said stop!
-Over my dead body, Tahir.
-Mom, move aside! -Mustafa, don’t.
-Murat, take her inside.
-He is going to kill the woman.
-I can’t lose a son because of a whore!
-Mom, enough! -Enough is enough! You can’t go!
-Brother, don’t! They have guns!
-Those gunned men are after a woman, brother!
-Brother, stop!
-The man is after his wife!
-None of your business! None of your business!
-Do you have eyes on that woman? Do you!
-Enough! Enough!
-What happened to your humanity? That rascal is going to kill the woman!
-I don’t care! -Tahir! Come back! Tahir!
-Are you alright dear?
-Mom if it hurts so bad, we can turn back.
-We can’t dear.
-But if we return, maybe my father won’t do anything.
-I am so scared.
-I won’t let anything happen to you. I won’t even if I die.
-Look, we escaped from the castle of the pale face.
-We came all the way down here.
-The forest is our territory, not theirs. We can’t give up now, okay?
-We are a great team together. We can’t give up. Come on!
-Run Blue Feather run.
-Run, run, run. -Nefes!
-Yigit!
-I got you, lion. Come on, this way!
-You didn’t call Vedat. You really protect us.
-I am so sorry. Vedat was used to be like you in the beginning.
-It is really hard to persuade woman.
-I told you not to compare me with that wretch!
-I apologize.
-You can apologize later. Now, go.
-Nefes! Hang in there? We are almost there. This way!
-This way!
-Run!
-Nefes…
-Yigit… Are you okay?
-You ravisher!
-Put down your gun Vedat!
-You abducted my wife and my son, Tahir!
-This gun won’t be down before it takes your life!
-Give them back to me!
-Why? So that you can beat this girl again? No!
-My wife is none of your business!
-I love if I want to… I beat if I want to…
-A rascal like you is going to darken a woman’s life...
-...and a stand up guy is just going to watch it?
-That is not going to happen Vedat Sayar!
-Okay! We won’t do anything.
-Nefes, come!
-Well said. Like I believed that!
-Believe it or not, I don’t care little Kaleli.
-A man against an army! You are nothing!
-Two men!
-Wrong calculation dude! Three men!
-Let’s call it four!
-Come on Vedat.
-Take your wife and son… and bugger off!
-He can do it only if I give her to him.
-Come! Come and take her!
-Listen to your brother. Don’t do anything crazy!
-I always do.
-Shut your mouth! They are going to kill you!
-So?
-I am going to hand over a desperate woman...
-...and her kid to this rascal…
-…and I am going to keep on living, right? Fuck that life!
-Tahir… your brother tells the truth.
-Shut up. I am not giving you to this man!
-Do you trust me? -I do.
-Bad luck, then…
-Take a breath and jump.