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I go for a walk along the creek,

watch the fishes in the bleak water.

I am sad because of you, not the fish, my dear Saniye

with the waving hair and sad eyes.

I am sad because of you, not the fish, my dear Saniye

with the waving hair and sad eyes.

Cahit, are you allright?

Do you want to drink something, Şeref?

Yes, coke.

Give me another beer. Thanks.

You are thirsty today, right?

Yes, pal.

Why don't you drink water then?

I'm not an animal.

How was the concert?

Get lost, Maren.

A.....e!

-F..k you! -Motherf....r!

You!

Tramp! I'm talking to you!

Such a hot chick and you drive her off?

Are you a queer?

Seems that you are gay.

Are you f..king insane?

Piss off Cahit! Go home! Get lost!

Stop that bullshit! You have to go home, okay?

-Get out of my way! -Go home now!

My b...h brought me here.

She said to Schiller that she was afraid of her husband.

What am I?

"I'm afraid of my husband!" She's so false!

But I know the right people. I will take it out of her.

-What kind of people? -Security service guys.

I'll get her down, I tell you that!

She doesn't know what she's up to?

But apperantly Schiller is okay, right?

-Last time I was here too. -You were 13 too...

Cahit Tomruk please.

There are thousands of ways to kill yourself.

Why do you drive against a wall?

Who said that I wanted to kill myself?

There's were no skid marks on the road.

You are not allowed to smoke here, Mister Tomruk.

Where does the name Tomruk come from?

From Turkey.

I mean what does it mean?

-No idea... -The names always have

such a nice meaning. -Really?

Yes. Much more as our names here have.

At least for the first names I know it for sure.

If you want to bring your life to an end just do it.

But you don't have to die for that.

Bring you life to an end here and move away.

Do something meaningful.

Do something.

Go to Africa. Help people.

Do you know a band called "The The"?

"Der Der, Die Die, Das Das?"

Sorry?

They have a song:

"If you can't change the world, change your world"

You want me to bring you the record?

Got it already.

Am I allowed to say something Doc?

You are nuts, aren't you?

-Are you a Turk? -Yes.

Would you marry me?

-What? -Would you marry me?

Piss off girl!

Nice to meet you, Cahit Tomruk.

Cahit Tomruk... Sibel Tomruk...

Excuse me, are you looking for something?

A cold beer.

Sorry we don't have beer. But you can have a coffee.

The shame that you have brought on us is inexcusable.

The biggest gift for a human being is life.

There is no bigger gift then life.

Who do you think you are that you throw this gift away so easily?

You can be glad, that you are still alive.

Do you have the key, Yılmaz?

See you later.

Can't you see what you do to him?

He perishes.

Look at me!

Look at me!

If something happens to dad I kill you.

Give me one too.

What do you think will change if you commit suicide?

The only thing you achieve is to make us and you sad.

Do not forget that.

I thought that they let me be!

Let you be? Couldn't I teach you anything!

Don't say that mother.

Sibel...

How long are you going to stay here?

I don't know.

Don't get crazy with all these lunatics in here!

What's up Cahit?

-You don't die like this. -How don't you die?

-Perpendicular. -What perpendicular?

You have to cut perpendicular. Not horizontal.

Horizontal is shit. -I see.

Can you get me a beer?

If you marry me.

-I only f..k men. -Really?

You know what? I'll get you a beer.

Tonight at midnight in front of the hospital. Okay?

-Where's my beer? -Follow me.

Where in Turkey do you come from?

From Mersin

-I was told Mersin is beautiful. -Yeah I know. I was born there.

We come from Zonguldak. You know Zonguldak?

Why do you want to die?

I asked you something.

Do you like my nose?

Touch it.

My brother broke it because he saw me holding someone's hand.

And now touch my breasts.

Have you ever seen so hot breasts?

I wanna live Cahit. I wanna live. I wanna dance. I wanna f..k.

And not only with one guy. Do you understand?

I'm not deaf!

Bullshit!

Will you marry me now Cahit? -Forget it!

Shit!

-No! Leave me alone! -Stupid b...h!

Are you f..king crazy girl?

That's not a children game!

We'll only pretend to be married. Don't you understand?

No! I don't!

That's just an excuse for my parents

so that I don't have to live at home.

Okay, we live together, but I promise

I'll be a good roommate.

I go shopping, cook, tidy up the rooms, clean the toilet.

We have separate rooms, we don't f..k,

we don't have anything together.

And your parents?

They are just your parents-in-law.

You won't have a close relationship.

Relationship? What would I do with them?

From time to time they come to our place and

we come to theirs.

And then we pretend to be wife and husband or

how did you imagine this?

They... Girl... They'll exist. Why me?

Because my parents would accept you. You are Turk.

-What's going on? -Get off!

-What the hell? -I said: Get off!

Why?

Because there is no space in my bus for godless dogs

like you guys! Get off, you too!

-Really? What's going on? -What do you mean?

That's not even your bus. It belongs to the city council.

Piss off!

Wait!

What's your name?

She has a window facing the road.

She has a window facing the road.

Her admirers throw little stones to her window.

Her admirers throw little stones to her window.

My dear is the one with the most beautiful eyebrows.

My dear is the one with the most beautiful eyebrows.

Look for a lover too and sum up your bride money.

Look for a lover too and sum up your bride money.

Tell me, are you completely insane?

Are you an actor or what? Do you want an Oscar?

You do not understand that. She is in trouble.

That's non of your business.

I don't know! I don't know what to do either.

Otherwise she wants to kill herself.

Bullshit! As if that would be so easy!

Are you insane? You immediately believed that!

That's women!

In order to soft-soap you, they tell stories.

Do you know what it means to get married?

-No, I don't know. -Problems!

Look at me. -What?

-Am I married? -What?

No. I'm not! I don't owe anyone anything

and I live in peace.

You lie. You got married!

-That's different. -What's different?

That was in order to stay here.

Basically that's the same.

Then get married, for Gods sake!

-Okay! -God blesses you!

I'll be at the wedding and dance with you. Marry her then!

Brother?

One more thing bro... -What?

Don't make me angry, okay?

-Birsen? -What?

-Do you know this guy? -No, but our daughter knows him.

"She knows him!"

How can you give our daughter to a foreigner?

You know, she made many mistakes. Maybe it becomes better now.

She made mistakes, I've seen them.

That's because you spoiled her like that.

Since she was a little child!

When do they come?

Whether you want or not. They'll come tomorrow.

-Tomorrow already? -Yes.

Let them come then, damned it!

You only get us into trouble!

From which city do we come once again?

From Mersin.

-Mersin? Not Malatya? -No, man. It was Mersin.

F..k your Mersin!

-Okay bro, why do you get mad? -Friends, why are shouting?

Okay. That's not your f..king business! This is between us.

This is a barber shop. Do you have to yell like this?

Okay, we are not yelling. Do your job. Hurry, I'm waiting too.

-Okay, wait a little, you're next. -You can't talk to me like that.

Sorry. You're a customer here. Never mind.

Okay then.

-Bro? -Yes?

There is no alcohol in the chocolates, right?

-No. -Sure?

I said no! Do you wanna bullshit me?

Really? Are you sure?

Holy shit, man! I said there's no alcohol in the chocolates!

I told you that a million times! F..k your alcohol!

With alcohol they are too expensive anyway.

Don't yell at me! That was just a question!

You asked a 100 times the same shit!

And I said a 100 times no! F..k you!

Which house number? -8.

8. Okay. Come then. How does you hair look like?

-That's the new fashion. -F..k your fashion!

That is a proposal and you look like a f. g!

They wont give you their daughter like this!

What was their family name?

Güner!

So you are the uncle of Cahit?

Yes... That means, I'm his youngest uncle.

How many siblings are you then?

Just a second... We are a crowded family...

How many brother and sisters do I have?

-Seven. -Yes, seven.

Respect!

Mr Şeref, you look a lot like your nephew.

Yes, he does.

Where do your parents live?

My parents are... dead.

-My condolences. -Thanks.

-Diddn't want to upset you. -God bless.

Thank you in the name of God.

Don't you have any relatives? You don't have any siblings?

Yes, I have a sister in Frankfurt.

-Don't you see each other? -Yeah... Once in a while.

You don't have a proper Turkish! What did you do to your Turkish?

I dumped it.

It's a joke! That was a joke!

There is no alcohol in these chocolates, right?

No, no! Of course not.

Where did you say you come from?

-From Malatya. -From Mersin!

Cahit tells the truth.

That's because, a part of the family comes

from Mersin, the other part from Malatya.

They moved from Mersin to Malatya...

-It's a long story then! -Yes, exactly!

-Thank you my dear girl. -Enjoy it.

Where did you meet my sister?

I work in the hospital.

Cahit visits me there from time to time...

Like two or three times a week...

Once he visited me and saw Sibel.

Well and then we decided to buy chocolate and visit you.

You are the manager of a factory?

Yes.

Actually I'm the manager of "The Factory."

That's an event and culture location in Altona.

I'm the boss there.

-I will come and visit you. -Yes, you are welcome.

Isn't he a little bit too old for you?

I like him.

Couldn't you find a better one? He's ugly.

So... We ate and drank. Thanks a lot. God bless you.

You're welcome.

Let's get to the main topic.

We came, with God's permission for my nephew Cahit

to ask you for the hand of your daughter.

If you think that It's proper.

-Sibel! -Yes, father?

Are you certain about getting married?

Yes, father.

What can we do then?

When two young people agree and like each other...

What shall we say?

May God make you happy. -Thank you, sir.

Cahit, kiss your father's hand.

Thanks.

Okay, I'm coming already!

Are you crazy or what?

Hi, Cahit.

Do you have coffee?

The coffee machine is gone.

Tell me, a Turkish marriage costs a shitload of money, right?

Who is going to pay that? -I got the money.

-Yeah? Where from? -I always knew that one day

I will run away from home. So I saved money.

-Damn, how did you do it? -Because of my mother.

Yeah?

-Is your sister going to come? -No.

Why not?

That's none of your f..king business!

Who is your witness to a marriage? Your brother?

My cousin Selma from Istanbul. She's nice you know...

I don't f..king care!

And she brings a pack of Turks with her?

No, she comes alone. She is divorced.

To get rid of me we could do the same thing.

That's a good idea.

Here you are!

What's that?

I made a guess. So I don't know if it fits.

You guessed right.

-I missed you! -How was your flight?

They searched every bit of my luggage again.

Where is my brother-in-law? -He's busy...

Let me have a look. Your buttom became nice.

-So where did you meet? -That's a long story, Selma.

-Tell then. -Where should I begin?

From the beginning.

-Selma. -Cahit.

You'll take care of her now.

Thanks.

What shall I do now? Kiss you?

-Later. -What?

Later.

Sibel Güner, Born on June 16th 1983 in Hamburg,

marital status single, German citizenship.

Is that correct? -Yes.

Cahit Tomruk, born on 25th August 1960 in Mersin, Turkey,

Marital status widowed, also German citizenship.

Is that correct? -Yes, that is correct.

Then you can go for the wedding ceremony.

How did your wife die? Cahit?

Shut the f..k up! Am I clear?

-What's going on? -I didn't understand.

-Don't you speak German? -Yes, I Do.

(Pretends to speak German) I'd like 5 meatballs please!

Good evening ladies and gentleman.

We meet here to celebrate the wedding of Sibel and Cahit.

I welcome you on behalf of the young couple.

Let's ask the couple with your applause

to step up to the dance floor!

Let give them an applause together.

-Cahit we have to dance. -I don't dance.

-But we have to! -No we don't, okay?

Please Cahit. I beg you.

-Cahit? People are waiting! -Sibel?

-You German s..t! -Yes, that's me.

-What's that? -That's your room.

You are going to eat here. -Allright.

-I pick you up in half an hour. -Allright brother.

You want some as well? -Yes.

Don't you wanna carry me into the room?

I'm saving this for later.

-May I ask you a question? -Yeah, sure.

What was your wife called?

What's the hell?

Get lost!

P..s off now!

Katharina.

Give me another one.

Actually I wanted to close down now.

Already?

Well, everything has to come to an end. Right?

Do you know a plaece, where I can sleep tonight?

How about your husband?

-He drove me off. -Classic! That brings good luck!

Well, if you want... You can sleep at my place.

But only if you want.

Are you aware that you steal a bride?

You didn't have to get married, there were so many alternatives.

You know that right?

Tell me just one of them.

You could have studied. In another city.

As if I graduated from highschool.

You could have married someone else at least!

How did you come across such a tramp like him!

I'm too young to get married in reality and

to become housewife!

Come to me.

To Istanbul.

My god, that's a girlie room. That's incredible.

I cut off your c..k soon!

-What did all this cost? -Enough to go bankrupt.

-And who pays the rent? -I don't know.

I wont pay your part. Is that clear?

Could you finally stop moving?

Leave it as it is...

Do you want to make a model out of me or what?

Okay... Done.

Take a shower.

Can I help you, Maren?

Are you in a good or in a bad mood?

Both.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

Who cut them?

My roommate.

Since when do you have a roommate?

Since a couple of days.

-Do you f..k her? -No.

-What? -No.

Is she nice?

She needs a job.

Hi. I'm Sibel.

-You're Cahit's flat mate right? -Yes.

-You're looking for a job? -Yes, I'm good at hair styling.

Well then...

Hello, I've got an appointment for 11 o'clock.

Yes, take a seat.

-Do you want to? -Yes.

-Is it okay if she does it? -Sure, no problem.

Thanks. How do you like it?

-Just cut the ends. -Okay.

-Shall I wash them? -No, I just did and

they are still wet.

-That looks hot, right? -Yeah, yeah!

Next thing is a tattoo! Such a huge one!

Yeah!

-Maren is a hot woman! -Yes!

-She has a hot a.., right? -Yeah, I think so, too!

I agree with that. She has a really hot a...

-Do you like my piercing? -Yes!

Yes, it is cool, it's really cool!

Do you want to go dancing with me?

No, I'm good.

Please. I want to show off with you.

Okay. Okay. But then I'd say to whom? Okay?

Okay!

Yes. What's going on?

Yes! What's going on? Yes!

What's going on? Yes!

Cahit, I going to f..k now!

Did you see the guy?

How many heads did you wash to afford this car?

Yılmaz has connections. He gets it cheaper, you know?

Do I really have to join you? Bullshit!

We are married for half a year now

and we have never been there.

But I don't want to, I don't want it!

-Please Cahit! -F..k your "Oh, please!"

Your Turkish really improves!

-It's your turn. -Yeah brother, play!

Whether take this 11 or this!

What's this? How could you give your sister to him?

Do not interfere in our family affairs!

Hey guys, last week I was at the club "Pasha."

A very nice club. Every girl available there.

Scandinavian, African...

-Turkish? -My cellar is full of Turks.

What shall I do with them?

Play brother.

Brother, you have to come with us there sometime!

-Where to? -To the brothel.

What shall I do in a brothel?

What a question!

Do you know the brother of Michael Jackson?

You will f..k of course.

If not, what else then? That was good.

Why don't you f..k your own wives?

What did you say?

Why you don't f..k your own wives?

It's your turn.

Do not ever say the word 'f..k' together with our wives again!

Did you understand me? -What?

-I said you understood me? -Calm down.

I guarentee you, this year Galatasaray becomes champion.

No way! That's not gonna happen!

What the f..k? I kick you in the a..!

-I f..king hit you! -Calm down!

And how is your husband like?

Very sweet.

And in bed?

Okay.

Does he lick yours?

Like a cat.

You can be glad!

Mine sucks like an ox and sometimes he moos.

Wait a second!

I was at the factory.

You are not the manager there.

You just clean the tables. Why did you lie?

Imagine if you were me.

You clean the f..king tables.

Would you have given me your sister?

Do you love her?

Yes.

I love her.

Can I get another beer please?

Make it two.

And I'm looking at him and ask what's going on,

because he has totally cauterized eyebrows.

So I ask what's wrong with him. He said he's lovesick.

And I say that doesn't explain the situation.

He says "okay." Normally...

-Do you want one more? -No, thanks.

I could tell you some nice stories.

-Really? -Yes.

-I'd love to. -But only if we go to my place...

-Do you live nearby? -Yes, around the corner.

Hello.

You do one mistake after another!

You are fine, right?

-Why? -You f..k better.

It wasn't a bad idea to marry you.

I learned it from my mother.

My mother asked me about children today.

Let's make some then.

If it's getting too worse I'll tell her you are infertile.

That's a good divorce reason.

Do you want to go to the "Taksim" tonight?

Hello.

A whiskey please.

What's that?

Thanks.

-Did you see her? -Who?

My wife.

-That little girl is your wife? -Yes and?

Why do you look like this?

I thought you don't f..k her.

We don't f..k.

Why don't you f..k if you are married?

Wait! Where are you going mister?

I want to get in.

Sorry, but without a woman's company you can't enter.

You'll laugh at this, but my wife is in there.

You'll laugh at this, too. I don't give a f..k.

-You don't? -Yeah.

F..k you!

-What's your problem man? -You looking for trouble or what?

No, no! Hold on!

Hold on a second! That's my husband!

Okay, that's your husband. But calm down a little, okay?

Take it easy, okay? Don't cause any trouble inside.

Okay? -Yes.

Understood. It's okay guys.

Peace!

Sibel?

I'm sorry that I ran away.

Okay? I apologize.

It's okay.

I've gone crazy, you know?

Everybody does go crazy.

Babe, are you all right?

-What do you want? -Can't you see, I want you!

-Piss off! -Keep it cool babe! Calm down.

-That's my wife. -What?

-Cahit! -What "Cahit?" What's going on?

Cahit! Let him go! Leave him alone!

Hold on! Your face isn't damaged that much.

I always only try to look good.

B......s!

Why? You are also one of them.

I know so little of you.

Then get to know me better.

Stop!

Stop it! Stop!

I can't! I can't!

If we do it you are my husband and I am your wife.

Do you understand?

I'm in love!

In love!

She bewitched me. She bewitched me!

Stop it boy! Stop it!

I say stop it! Don't be stupid! Don't do this!

F..k your love! You've cut all over your hands!

Do you even know what love is?

Love is like riding on a wooden horse in a carousel!

Fells like going somewhere, but you're only making a circle.

Going nowhere actually! -Bro!

You don't understand, bro!

You don't understand me!

She was called Katharina.

A very happy person.

Like a kid. She was happy.

She always smiled. Everybody liked her.

I really liked her.

-What did she do? -She painted.

Did Cahit love her?

Yes, a lot.

What a strange relationship do you have with him?

He is my husband and I am his wife.

Do you love each other?

You wouldn't understand that.

Yeah, I guess I'm too stupid.

I don't even understand it myself.

Cahit and I f..k from time to time.

-Sibel! -Shit!

What are you doing here?

-I wanted to see you. -Why?

Niko, listen. We slept together.

I wanted to know how you are in bed.

Now I know it. You step aside and I go on, okay?

-What's this? -Get your fingers off me!

I'm a married woman. I'm a married Turkish woman and

if you come too close, my husband kills you.

Understood?

When did she marry?

I love you.

Tell me, what a bad husband are you?

Your girl hangs out with men and you don't f..king care.

Do you even f..k her?

I see! You are her pimp, right?

-Niko! -Leave me alone!

Niko, you talk too much.

Do you earn enough Money with her p...y?

Tell me...

How much would it cost to f..k her in the a..?

Are 50 Euros enough?

In the brothel it's called "Greek position", right?

I want to f..k a Turk in the Greek way!

Niko?

Niko!

Call a doctor!

Act of jealousy in Saint Pauli.

Name of the victim: Niko S.

Listen, you can't stay here for too long, okay?

You have to leave early in the morning tomorrow.

Without being seen.

Otherwise they tear me to pieces!

Did you understand me?

Yes.

Isn't there anybody you could go to?

Give me an answer!

No.

And what are you going to do now?

They will kill me here.

-Who? -My family.

Your family!

As if you didn't know this was gonna happen.

You mess up all the time and then: "My family!"

You do have some relatives in Turkey. Right?

-Yes I do... -Go there then.

And what about Cahit?

What do you care? Why does Cahit bother you?

What is it to you?

Can't you see what you have done to him?

You ruined his life!

"And what about Cahit?"

Listen...

Do you really love Cahit?

Yes.

Then do him a favor. Okay?

Leave!

Why do you cry, black haired beauty?

Why do you cry, black haired beauty?

Everything that appears disappears again. Don't cry.

Even if your lament climbs up to the sky.

Everything the appears disappears again. Don't cry.

Whatever happens,

after every winter there comes spring.

Everything the appears disappears again. Don't cry.

Whatever happens,

after every winter there comes spring.

Everything the appears disappears again. Don't cry.

Please do not hand over or take over things.

Please don't talk about the actual case either.

Please close the door.

I will wait for you.

Fasten your seatbelt, Sibel.

Your hair looks beautiful.

Are you hungry?

No.

What do you want to do now?

-Can you get me a job? -In a hairdresser's saloon?

Doesn't matter.

We will see...

Smile!

Come on, smile a little!

-How is it going? -Fine.

Sibel, don't worry.

You know, this is just for a short period.

I'm waiting for a reply from hairdresser Ahmet.

As soon as there is a job available, you'll start working there.

Okay.

Hello?

Take care!

I'll be right there!

Do you like the hotel? -Yes.

Sibel? Shall I tell you a secret?

One day I will be responsible for all this.

You'll see.

In a few years I'll be the manager of this hotel...

Then you can work here in any department you like!

Wouldn't you like that?

You should only trust yourself.

May I get a Rakı?

Did you miss Cahit?

Go for it, Sibel!

Staff entry.

So I go to that date and enter the elevator.

That's an old building with elevators from the 80's.

You reach the top but you can't open the door.

There is a wall. You can't open the door.

You are not from here, right?

-How do you know? -I just know it.

Listen guys...

Where can I get drugs here?

Are you crazy, girl?

Where have you been?

-I was hanging out. -Where?

-It's not your business. -Sibel!

My dear husband,

A few weeks have passed since I'm here.

Istanbul is a colorful city. Full of live.

The only one who isn't alive is me.

All I do is trying to survive.

How much I'd love to go around and explore things here with you.

But God is testing us. "God."

I don't know how to believe in him

after everything that has happened.

You got the harder lot from the two of us.

But prison is the only thing that I can think of

if I think of my life here.

I'm working as maid at the Marmara hotel.

Selma got me the job.

Selma, who I admired so much.

Now, the only thing that's left is contempt.

I hope you are fine. Kisses. Sibel.

Are you looking for somebody?

I'm looking for drugs.

What kind of drugs?

Doesn't matter.

-What's that? -Opium.

You want to try it out?

Give it to me.

Inhale.

Inhale.

Inhale.

You can work for me, İf you don't have a job.

You can live here too, if you want...

-Where are you going? -I'm moving.

-Where are you moving? -I've met a few friends.

I'll move to their house.

What kind of friends?

-Just friends... -Sibel. Don't go.

Why shouldn't I go? To become like you?

Working, sleeping, Working, sleeping, working again!

You know nothing but work! That's why you got divorced!

Sibel?

Sibel!

Yes?

Leave!

Well done!

Babe! Hey, Sweetheart?

What are you doing on the street at this time?

-Did you get lost? -You lost yor way?

Do you need a man? Come here! Hold on! Wait!

Why don't you f..k off and f..k your mothers?

Stop laughing!

You want this, you b...h?

-How is it now, slut? -This is for you, b...h!

Get up, man. Your nose is bleeding. Get up now.

Stop! Stop now, bro! That's enough! That's enough!

Okay! Stop. It's okay. Stop now!

-Let me see your nose! -Stop.

Sons of a b...hes! That's all you got?

-Girl, piss off! -You looking for trouble?

Bro, I'll f..k her now!

Who do you want to f..k?

Enough? Is it enough now?

We told you to be careful, right? Let me see that.

Hold still a second. -Shall we go to a doctor?

-Are you okay? -Can you hear us, bro?

I f..k your families!

-What was that? -F.....s!

-It's not enough for you? -Sons of a b.....s!

-Don't do it, bro! -Come here!

Bro? Don't do it, bro!

Holy shit!

My God, I killed her!

Dammit, shit!

Did you want that, did you want that?

Run brother!

Get away!

Get away!

Does it taste good?

-Good. Very good! -Isn't it?

Yeah.

They have good skewers here. That's why I come often.

Cheers!

To me then! -Cheers, Şeref!

What do you want to do now?

I'm going to Istanbul.

To Sibel?

Yes.

Didn't you learn anything?

Look what happened because of her. Is it not enough?

Bro... Without her I wouldn't have made it.

I wouldn't. -Made what?

Stayed alive.

Good.

Take that!

-What's that? -Take it!

I saved it for you!

Take it and got to Turkey!

-I can't! -Don't say that. Take it now!

No.

I'm sorry I can't. -Stop that bullshit!

I'm your uncle. Don't you remember?

Go ahead, take them. Then go to Turkey.

Come here, bro.

Thank you!

Brother in law?

Where is your sister?

I don't have a sister.

But you have the same mother?

How does your mother deal with it?

We had to protect our dignity. Do you understand?

And? Did you protect your dignity?

Where to?

I don't know.

If you don't even know it how should I know it?

Go straight ahead then.

Straight ahead? Okay. Here we go.

-Where are you from? -Hamburg.

Hamburg? You are from Hamburg?

-Yes. -I'm from Munich, man!

My god, you are Bavarian?

Well in my last life I used to. But now I'm here.

They deported me. Those pigs!

Threw me away, you know? Just like throwing money away.

-Why? -Drugs.

Yeah.

How shall I continue, man? Right, left?

Say something.

Get me to a cheap hotel.

There is... There is...

I know exactly the right place for you: "Grand Hotel London."

Looked a little scary to me.

Just between friends... There are ghosts in this hotel.

-The usage of logo is okay. -Understood.

You used the logo at the higher spot and bigger here.

But in this sample it's too little. I want it larger.

-Okay, we'll change that. -I don't like the font.

We have to choose one of those. Do you have another sample?

There's somebody who wants to talk to you.

Who?

Could we continue later? -Sure.

Hello Selma.

-Welcome. -Thanks.

Would you take a seat?

Yes, please.

-I hope you get better soon. -Thanks.

How are you?

Good. And you?

As you can see... I'm still single.

-May I have a glass of water? -Sorry.

A glass of water for the gentleman please and

a glass of red wine for me.

That's for you.

-That wasn't necessary. -It's not worth to be mentioned.

Thank you. Where do you stay?

At the Grand London Hotel.

-It's a nice hotel. -It's not bad.

Thank you.

Where is Sibel?

She is here. In Istanbul.

I want you to take me to her. Please.

-That's not possible. -Why?

She has a new life. She is happy.

She has a boyfriend. She has a daughter.

She doesn't need you.

How do you know that?

When I was with Sibel for the first time, I was dead.

I was dead even long time before I met her.

I've lost myself. Long before.

Then she came into my life.

She gives me love.

And she gives me power.

Do you understand?

Do you understand that?

How strong are you, Selma?

Are you strong enough to stay between me and her?

Are you strong enough to destroy her life?

No.

I am not.

Hello?

Hello?

Cahit?

Sibel?

I can't talk at the moment. How long are you in town?

Until I have seen you.

Hello?

Mr. Cahit?

Mr. Cahit?

There's is a call for you.

Cem is in Zonguldak for 2 days.

I won't come home tonight.

Could you take care of Pamuk?

Sweetie, are you staying with me today?

You liked this? -Yes, I have.

Maybe I won't be back tomorrow either.

But you'll come back sometime right?

I hope you know what you're doing.

No, I don't.

Sibel... I wish you all the best.

What are you planning to do? Do you want to stay in Istanbul?

Me in Istanbul? Of course not.

I go to Mersin. Where I was born.

I don't worry about it.

That's good.

Do you like to come with me?

Let's go back inside.

It's me.

Fine.

How is Pamuk doing?

I want to talk to her.

How shall we do it?

We meet tomorrow at the bus station.

From there we go to Mersin.

You, your daughter and I.

-At what time tomorrow morning? -At 12 o'clock.

Tonight? But we haven't made any preparations.

From where do we get a car?

Nor the hotel or the company wants it. Police are everywhere.

Mother used to watch that too.

-Look, there's the thing here. -What thing?

-Over there. -Which one?

Look, it's a bug.

Look.

You try to do it now.

Over there on the mountain. There is a lattern lit.

Over there on the mountain. There is a lattern lit.

Falcons are flying over its glimmer light, my dear sir.

Is everyone so lit up towards their lovers, I wonder.

Is everyone so lit up towards their lovers, I wonder.

I'm left without my love. So, may my enemies go blind!

I'm miserable now, my dear sir. May the mountains cherish.