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Attention! Attention!

Human life is the most precious thing there is.

If you don't think of yourselves...

...think of the people you love, your parents, brothers and sisters...

...who worry about you, who are waiting anxiously for you.

You won't gain anything by sending your closest friends to their death.

We've planned this intervention on purely humanitarian grounds.

And we don't want any of you getting hurt in the course of it.

Don't try to fight us. If you give yourselves up...

...prisoners who are sick, injured or on hunger strike...

...will be transferred to hospital immediately...

...the others will be transferred to F-type jails...

...and you'll get to see your families over the public holiday.

Life is beautiful in spite of everything!

Take a deep breath.

And another one.

Cough for me.

Look at you! Coming barefoot to the infirmary when you're this sick!

Look, I'll be frank with you. Your lungs are ruined!

I warned you before the hunger strike.

There's not much I can do for you.

A lot of people better off than you have filed appeals under article 309.

And most of them have been released.

Passengers for Shana!

Come on! It's leaving right now!

If it'd rained another 15 minutes there'd have been floods like last time.

- They almost took the bridge away. - We'd have been ruined.

Lucky it didn't carry on.

Floods here, drought there... God take care of us!

How many years has it been, Yusuf?

Ten years, Hikmet Amca.

Who is our friend there? I don't recognise him, İsrafil.

You don't? It's Yusuf, the son of old Bekayı Cemal.

I still don't recognise him. Where's he been all this time?

In jail.

Mum!

Yusuf, is that you?

Yusuf! It's so wonderful to see you!

Is this a dream, son?

Are you well, son? You've come all that way.

Mom don't cry.

Have you grown or shrunk, son? I can't decide.

How do I know?

Maybe you've grown in 10 years. Isn't that normal?

But you haven't grown, son. You've got so thin.

I didn't want to tell anyone my troubles, son.

I went and cried in the garden, cried by the door.

I cried in your room and stared at the walls.

OK, Mum. Don't tire yourself out. I can do it.

Lie down and have a rest, son.

I cooked egg.

I've not been able to eat a thing. Nothing goes down.

I wondered what you got to eat there. Were you hungry? Thirsty?

Did they give you meat? What did you eat? I had no idea.

But thank God all the same. At least he brought you back to me.

You were able to come back.

See? I'm here now, Mum.

Yusuf, there's one thing I'm curious about.

Do they keep you locked up in cells all day...

...or are you sometimes let out in the fresh air?

They usually unlock the cells during the day.

But once it's evening, they do a roll call and lock the cells again.

Yusuf, I can't even take a day at home. How did you take 10 years in one room?

Oh, Nesibe! How about asking how I managed?

Oh, son! See what you put me through.

Yusuf, how many people are there in F-type jails?

As far as I know...

Drop the F-types! Don't upset the guy on his first day out!

- Find something else to talk about! - Right. Let's talk about our livelihood.

Will the state pay our tea money? Or won't it?

Mikahil, the boy's asleep. Let's make a move.

We must be off. Drop by at the workshop.

Yes, it really is late. We should get going too.

At last you've got him back! We're so happy for you, Gülefer Hanım.

Yusuf, it's great to have you back.

Onur, don't play here, son. You'll wake Yusuf.

He didn't sleep at all last night.

- How are you doing? - Good.

Didn't you go to school today?

I did, but the teacher was sick. So we got the day off.

You're not lying, are you?

Look, if you're lying, I'll come to school tomorrow and ask.

How are you doing in class?

My Turkish is good, but I'm not so great at maths.

Not so great, huh?

So what are you going to be when you grow up?

- A doctor. - A doctor.

But if you want to be a doctor, you need to work on that maths.

Right? Anyway, whatever you decide to be...

...the more maths you know, the better your brain will work.

Have you got a bicycle?

Dad was going to get me one last year but he never got round to it.

Look, let's make a deal.

Come to me at the weekends and let's work on your maths.

Then if you get a five for maths I'll get you a bike. OK?

OK.

- Is that a deal? - It's a deal.

What did you study when you grew up?

- Me? I studied maths. - Did you become a teacher?

You know what a researcher is, right?

- I went to that kind of school. But I didn't finish. - Like a scientist?

Well... Something like that.

What do scientists do anyway?

Come at the weekend and you'll find out.

Where were you all this time?

- In prison. - Where was the prison? Far away?

Well, a bit further than Istanbul.

- Who made that? - I did.

Can I have a look?

Come on! Grab your bag.

Run! Hurry inside!

Dear Dad, Mum, Sis and everyone else in the family...

...I miss you all and send you great armfuls of love and good wishes.

Do forgive me for not writing...

...for such a long time.

The trial will most probably end in July.

Everything's pretty much complete.

As it's a political case they might drag things out a bit.

But I can guess the outcome so I'm warning you now.

They're pushing for 12½ years. This is the sentence I'm likely to get.

Aren't you cold out here?

You were coughing all night. I hope you're not getting sick.

I'd do anything for you.

Hey, ho! There's been snow up in the hills.

What are you going to do with that milk?

Oh, Nesibe!

My troubles never seem to end.

I think the boy's sick. I've made the milk for him.

The sun's beautiful. Get up.

Go into town. Go down to the village. Go and see Mikahil.

Come on now. Get up, son. Come on.

Hey, Yusuf! Where are you off to? Going into town?

Aha, Ahmet Amca.

So are we. Come and wait with us. The minibus will soon be here.

Now forget that business and stop talking rot, Ahmet.

What's this tourism thing about? Tell us about that.

I don't understand the first thing about it.

A place without tourism has no chance of development.

Once you've got tourism, you get guesthouses, hotels, restaurants...

- What did you say, Ahmet Amca? - I'm talking about tourism. Tourism!

I guess the minibus is running late. So maybe I'll walk.

Look who you ask! The guy's off his head after 10 years in jail.

What else do you expect after that long in prison?

OK, kids. Is there anything else you want?

Have you got any Russian novels?

Have a look on that shelf up there. You should find a couple.

Thanks.

That's eight million.

- Thanks. - Goodbye.

God, even their hookers are educated!

That'll be eight million.

Abi, are you from around here? I feel like I know you from somewhere.

If you say so.

Come back! I've left you something to eat.

You know what he's like.

He turns up next day and says sorry.

Don't you know him yet?

Is my little Sopiko at home, Mum? Put her on the phone.

Sopiko, how are you, my sweet? I miss you so much.

What would you like? Tell me what I can get you.

OK. You want a horse-drawn carriage?

I'll get you one to play with. Now give the phone back to Granny.

Mum, I have to go now.

I'll call again later.

- You're done? - Yes.

Hey, Yusuf!

What's up?

I guess the outdoors doesn't do it for you.

No, it's not that. It's just I wasn't feeling so great.

Right, OK. Well, come on then. Let's have a smoke outside.

The weather's turned too. It looks like it's going to rain.

So... What are you going to do?

Go back to Istanbul?

No.

I'm here for the time being.

I'll probably stick around here for a few months more.

What have you been up to?

When I didn't get into university I started working with my dad.

The idea was to stay a few months and then take off somewhere else.

But suddenly it's 10 years later and I'm still here, fuck it!

Never mind This place is just another prison.

Hey, Mikahil! Haven't you finished those door and window frames yet?

Harun Amca...

I told you I had anotherjob to finish before I could start yours.

You always have otherjobs to finish, you miserable cheat! Damn you!

If you can't do it, say so.

Thanks to you, I've now got the old hag bleating at me at home.

If you can't do it, say so! Goddamn you!

Hang around all these geriatrics here and you get to be like them.

Hello? Yes, he's here.

Yusuf! Mikahil's on the phone. He wants to talk to you.

Hello?

Oh no! I forgot the bread in the oven.

I don't know whether to come or not.

Isn't it late? How would we get there?

Stop talking nonsense! Get out of the house for once!

OK, OK. Don't shout. I'll be down there in 10 minutes.

All right. By the bridge. OK.

Hey, Mikahil. Maybe we should go somewhere else.

Why? We'll have a couple of drinks then go.

Hey! You haven't been around for a while, Mikahil! How's things?

- Fine. And you? - Good.

Mikahil, where's the bathroom?

Over there. See?

Maria...

Come over and join us.

OK, darling. Thanks.

This Norwegian guy comes to Hopa.

A seaman. To unload his cargo.

It rained for days on end. So he had to wait.

Maria, Eka... Yusuf.

Finally he unloaded his cargo and went back.

Then this guy from Hopa goes to Norway. He runs into the guy there.

And the Norwegian guys asks, "Is it still raining there?"

I'm feeling hammered.

Should I drive in this state?

I say it's better not to.

Let's go and stay in a hotel.

We can go back to the village first thing in the morning.

It's up to you but what will Asiye say?

Don't you worry about that. I'll call her from the hotel.

What are you staring at? Are you going stand there all night?

Wait! Stop!

It makes no difference to me whether you wanted it or your friend.

- This isn't what I want. No. - I've been paid for the night.

This isn't what I want.

I've got a little girl.

Her name's Sopo.

She's four.

- Where is she now? - With my mother.

I don't even want to see her father.

He never calls to ask how she is anyway.

So you spent the best years of your life in jail...

...because you wanted socialism.

Are you crazy?

Haven't you had any sleep yet?

You need to see a doctor.

How about we go up to the hills at the weekend?

Are you crazy? Go up to the hills in this weather?

Sure. It's better now. The last time we went it was autumn.

Look, we can only go so far in this. Then we'd have to walk.

We'll do it in spring.

Come on. Sing along!

When are you coming?

OK. I'm with you. During the semester break. Right. OK.

And you say hello to my brother-in-law for me. OK. I'll pass you over.

Mum!

What is it, my love?

I'm not well. My bronchitis is worse. The pills I've taken aren't working.

I'm getting breathless again.

Yes, my love?

OK, my love. Give Nehir a kiss for me. OK.

Silly old man!

Your father was mad at your sister for marrying this man.

As for you, he'd say what was the good of sending you to school...

...when you ended up in jail?

He was always bitter. He never stopped.

He always said you children took after me.

And now he's gone. Dead. Buried in the garden.

He never saw you again, son. I don't know.

- Let me go and get some water. - I'll get it, Mum.

No, son. I was getting up anyway.

Well, son. So he wasn't meant to see you again.

But I've seen you. He died too soon.

Shoo! Go away! Damn you! Why are you here squawking again?

- Are you done, Onur? - Yes.

Here. Let's have a look.

This question was 213 times 45.

- Is it right? - Yes. Well done!

- You see? It's not so hard after all. - Yes.

OK. Do those four questions there then we'll have a look together. OK, Onur?

I've made tea, Yusuf.

Did you make your own tea in prison or get it from outside?

We made it ourselves.

So could do your own thing there?

- Are you going to do the sugar yourself? - No. I don't want any.

Oh, son!

It's been 10 years since I last drank tea.

Let me see what it tastes like.

Why are you so pale, son? You're not sick, are you?

Are you not telling me something? Is there something troubling you?

Did they beat you a lot in prison? Did they treat you badly?

You never say anything. You never talk. Huh?

You never tell me this happened or that happened.