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Whose photographs are these? - What's your problem? Don't you like them?

I don't know

What are these?!

Enough!

Go away.

Three months later...

It was an accident. An accident. An accident.

It was an accident. I ain't no murderer.

It was an accident. An accident.

I...

.. no murderer.

I...

.. no...

.. murderer.

May I help you? - Coffee.

- Turkish or filter - Filter.

- Are you learning Turkish? - You could say so.

Anything else? No? Okay.

Yücel, where is she going?

- A driving school. - What's that on your head?!

Get off me!

I'll tell you about some traffic laws and signs.

Our driving school reminds you to listen to what we tell you carefully,

and apply them when driving in Berlin and try not to drive it as in Turkey.

You know signs are the same in all countries.

But there are some specific ones for Berlin.

We will take a look at them today. For example...

May I speak to you?

I have to talk to you.

That's enough. Nothing happened.

It has been 3 months since the accident but you still dwell on.

Now you can see yourself as a Turk.

Yüksel!

It's not the first time this guy's been coming here.

He always takes the same seat.

- He looks like a journalist. - Think so? We'll see.

Let's have a chat.

Hi. - Hi.

- Learning Turkish again? - Yes.

What did you order?

- I haven't yet, but I'd like a beer. - Beer?

- Yes. - Alright.

I think this bloke's problem is my sister in law. Let's see what happens.

Keep calm! Don't let him see you! Just stand aside.

What's his problem?

I got to talk to you. Please.

I have to do it. It'll only take a minute.

What the hell is he doing? I'll fuck that pimp up!

Stop it. Keep calm.

Let me talk to you!... Please!

What's he doing?!

I am sorry for everything that happened to your husband.

I am not a murderer.

I no murderer!

What does he want?

I want to talk to her. - I got it.

You killer. You killed my brother!

Hurry up, Yüksel!

I'll kill you!

Hurry up!

Yüksel, I'll go through our street. You block him.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Where did he go?!

It's closed here, too!

Dude, are you sure he didn't get into our building?

- Yes. - Where did that fag go?!

Come after me! Move!

Mom, dad! Dad!

It's those skinheads again? - What skinheads, dad?!

The killer! I caught my brother's killer.

- What killer?! Wasn't it an accident? - We'll ask my sister-in-law.

We'll see, move! Move!

Where did this fag go?! Move! I'll kill him!We lost him.

Run, run!

Run, we got to find him!

Hey! Hasn't he got into our apartment?

He hasn't, boss.

Keep your eyes open! Come one!

Where're you, bastard?

I'll kill you!

I'm not a man if I don't catch and kill him!

You'll see.

Afterwards, Mehmet and the man started to argue.

What problem could Mehmet have with a German?

Why did they argue?

I don't know. They spoke in German.

Why didn't you tell us anything, sister-in-law?!

But, are you sure you didn't know this man?

He pushed him! He pushed him and he died! That's it!

Now you know.

But what was this fag telling you? Why did he stop you?

How should I know?!

He was saying: "I'm no murderer", and "Forgive me!"

Conscience...

This means even unbelievers have a conscience...

Had I had this when I saw that punk,

I'd have fucked him.

You'd shoot him, right?

I swear I will.

Such a fate, brother... He lost his life for nothing.

Might he actually have killed him?

What d'you mean "actually"? What does "I'm no killer" mean"

Means he killed him.

Why don't we go to the police?

Don't be stupid! We already did, and told them everything.

Will they believe him or us? Idiot!

You're full of bullshit!

We're in Germany here, dude! In Germany!

Yücel!?

Yücel?! Is that you, Yücel?

Yes it is me.

Fuck your German! Talk Turkish!

What happened to you?

I went to the beer garden.

With a friend.

Look, that's your sister-in-law.

I was with her the whole night. She's so sweet.

What's up?

"What's up?", he says!

We caught your brother's killer. We nearly did.

What killer?! Didn't they say it was an accident?

I don't know! Maybe a German son of a bitch came and pushed our brother!

Who told you that?

The bloke came here, but we lost him, dude!

But I swear, if I don't catch and kill him, my name is not Müfdüz!

You're saying my brother was murdered?

We'll talk about it tomorrow. I am so sleepy...

What're you hiding from us?

I am not as dumb as you believe. Got it?

I love my brother more than you do.

I know him better than you.

My brother is not a man to argue for nothing.

Even with a German.

My brother fights for one thing only and that is honour.

Do you understand? Honour.

You knew this man, didn't you?

Did he molest you? Did you encourage him?

Did my brother see it? What happened?

He photographed me.

What?! Did you model for him?

What modeling?! He took them from far away.

Son of a bitch.

Mehmet got mad when he saw the pictures.

That's why they fought?

They didn't fight. They didn't even fight.

My brother...

My brother died for three photos?...

Brother!

I'll trash you up! Get down fag, get down!

This man is in our house!

We'd lose our honour if we'd touch him while he's here!

What're you saying, gandma?! He's our brother's killer!

Allah is testing us.

- I don't care! I'll kill him! - Shut up!

Beat it. Beat it.

He came into our house asking for mercy.

If he dies before stepping out,

our honour will be lost for years.

Beat it!

Drop that gun! - I'll be damned.

I'll be damned if I don't kill him!

Daughter-in-law!

Give him some pants.

Customs...

Customs.

If I can't kill him inside, let me take him outside and waste him.

Sister-in-law...

Sister-in-law...

Aren't these my brother's pyjamas?

Get out, get out!

Move, asshole! - Mürfüz

You heard what my mother said.

I know father. I won't kill him in here. I am taking him out.

He's our guest.

If he goes out with his own will, it's alright, but you can't force him.

Let him alone!

I won't stand for you harming him.

I will kill you, bet on it!

You'll step out of that door one day, sooner or later.

Llisten to me. I don't know who you are,

but if you step out, you'll be dead.

You are safe in here. Do you get it?

A guest.

Thank god we have a guest.

Allah's last gift.

We must not touch him while he's in our house.

A man would like to rebel.

We got our brother's killer and we put him at the place of honour.

We are about to feed him.

Would the guest want anything?

How are your customs, dear guest?

Do you treat your guests with candy?

Do you pour cologne on their hands?

Sorry we are out of candy.

What about this?

I will kill you.

I'll wack you. But don't be afraid, not in here.

I can't kill you here because there seems there's a custom...

but I'll take you outside and I'll kill you.

You won't stay in here.

You will go out.

Go out, beat it!

Get out!

Get out!

Mustafa!

I don't get these things.

Didn't we get the insurance money after our brother's dead?

We did, so?

What does that mean?

What we do is crap, bro.

By taking the insurance money, we accepted it was an accident.

We sure did. We didn't know about this man...

Thanks to my sister-in-law...

What does that mean? Will we kill the man?

What killing? Isn't there no tribunal or police for that?

Mother, the police gave up the case long time ago.

It's case closed. No more police, no more tribunal.

I've already lost one child; shall I lose you too?

Shut up.

Look what we are talking about at the dinner table!

If we'll have to, we'll pay their money to the last cent

Give him a plate.

What're you saying, grandma? He's my brother's killer.

If he'd be in jail, wouldn't he be eating?

Good evening.

What are you doing, Thomas?

Trying to call someone?

Who? The police?

Why don't you call them? Call.

Call them, and tell them: "I'm a murderer"! Call them!

Was just calling a friend. He might be looking for me.

Okay, call him. Please, go out!

Please, go out!

You took some nice photos...

Why don't you take my photos?

Take mine.

You'll take my family's pictures?

Come on!

Come on! Aren't you a photographer?

Take mine too! Take it!

I haven't taken my brother's revenge on you!

And you fuck with us!

I will kill you.

What's going on?

Doesn't your word count in this house anymore, Ekber?

This man is a guest my house.

This is my house.

It makes no difference whether we are in Germany.

I won't allow my mother's words be disregarded!

Get out.

Is he gone?

Move.

Hello, Thomas, what's up?

What a coincidence to see you here. Are you leaving?

Are you leaving? - What are you doing there?

I was just saying good bye.

Damn, moron! Go upstairs.

Move it! Move it!

Hi, Jana. This is my best friend, Thomas.

We heard some noise...

Come with me! Come with me!

Fuck you both!

Mustafa!

Zehra!

Yes?

Watch out our mad boy doesn't hurt this one.

Will he stay here?

Tell our daughter-in-law not to wonder around.

What's going to become of us?

What d'you want? Something happened?

Go away!

Please, leave! I'll leave the door open.

Go away, please!

Thank you. I am not a killer.

I not killer.

Goodbye. I am leaving now.

Farewell.

Let me in! Please!

I have to make a phone call! Please!

Go sit somewhere I can see you. Move.

Have you gone mad? What are you doing here? Get out!

Get up! Out! Don't you understand?

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

Welcome, father. Welcome mother.

My mother, my father...

My guest...

Father, you know what's happening...

I have to get up every day! How long already?!

I don't care it but he sleeps with us every night.

You got yourself into trouble.

What could we've done? He is our brother's killer.

You've started to look alike our brother. You move like him.

Good morning.

Unbeliever child!

Nice camera, isn't it? My father has one too.

Let's see...

Hi, I am Diana. And you are?

Yücel tell her he is your brother's friend.

Tell her! - He's my brother's friend.

Do you like to sitting on the floor?

Why don't you play guitar? Yes? Okay.

- Is she in here? - Yes.

Where are you, swine? Show yourself! Where are you?

What's going on?!

Drop the knife! I won't harm you.

Drop the knife! I won't harm you!

Get out! Come on get out.

Don't you get me?

Alright... Come.

Take your woman and get out!

Come on, get out!

Take your woman and get out!

Mother, it's bleeding! Bring something!

Thomas...

Thank you.

Thomas!

Come on! - It's coming!

The goal is coming! - Damn!

Missed again!

Shut up, punk! Talking about football with him?

It's coming!

What happened? What's wrong?

Is it okay now?

No. - And now?

No.

- Check it! - I am! Not working.

Fuck it. What if we score? Maybe we already did.

Are you an engineer? Can you fix it?

Can you fix it?

He only touched it once...

These Germans are really good at this stuff...

Welldone, Thomas! Yüksel, you just sit!

We're struggling down there, and he fixes it from the back!

Mürdüz... - What?

Make room for him. Let him watch.

Come. Come.

Let me kiss your hand, mother.

Happy Bairam!

Happy Bairam! - Happy Bairam!

Happy Bairam!

Mehmet was with us on the previous Bairam, Ekber...

first kiss it, than take it to your forehead.

You're beginning to look like a Turk.

Where's Thomas?

Come. Come here.

What's this Thomas thing?

I'll tell you. He is a friend of my son.

He comes to our house and sits on the floor.

- Really? - Yeah... We don't say anything.

Why sit on the floor? Sit here.

There're chairs, a couch...

He doesn't understand Turkish. - Why sit there?

- How's work? - Forget it, brother! It's Bairam today!

If it's Bairam, why sit there? Come, sit on the chair!

Brother, he doesn't understand Turkish.

Feasts are not what they were...

Good morning.

Unbeliever child.

Come here! Don't make a scandal! - What's up, asshole?

You're an asshole!

Say you're an asshole!

I see you get used to your place, asshole.

Are you comfortable? Do you need anything?

How was it to be a foreigner in your own country?

Look what your Germans did to us! D'you think it's a joke?

You took our sister-in-law's pictures! - What pictures?

- Photographs, dad. - What does this mean?

- He photographed her. - Stop it!

My brother saw the photos. They fought.

That's a lie! - My daughter-in-law wouldn't do it.

This pimp sold her. She let him take her pictures.

Stop trying!

Everybody in this house is pushing me towards you, but...

I don't love you.

She doesn't love me.

Nobody does!

No one loves me.

Nobody loves me!

Nobody loves me!

She doesn't love me!

She doesn't love me.

Nobody loves me here!

Nobody loves me!

Nobody loves me.

Nobody loves me.

May I help you?

Thomas...

What happened? Where is he?

He's with us. He's okay.

Do you know Mehmet? - Yes, I know him. What about him?

- I am his brother. - Alright...

Thomas...

wants his...

What?

The photographs.

- The photographs? - Yes, the photographs.

What are you looking at?

What are you looking at?

You didn't model for him, did you?

You are a killer

So my son died because you took these pictures.

Killer, you are a killer!

You killed him! Get out of this house!

I not a killer!

I innocent!

Don't you understand?

I innocent!

I never meant to kill him!

I didn't kill him! I only took those damn photos!

Come here! Come on!

Come! Come here!

Come, Mürdüz! Come!

I am standing outside. Come!

Pull it!

Come, Mürdüz! Come!

Come on! Shoot!

I am telling you that I will stay inside

and will not go out.

I'm going...

We had just got used to you...

Thank God... We also a German friend.

Unbeliever child.

You will understand everything when you grow up.

We can't stay in this house any more. - I am not coming.

Will you leave your mother alone?

You won't be alone.

Son

I no longer am your son.

Mustafa, what kind of words are these?

This is for you.

This is too much

But I want to give this as a gift to you.

See you.

Take care of yourself.

Take care.

Keep in touch, okay? Jana wishes to see you again too.

Mürdüz...

This belongs to you.

This is yours.

You can have it.

I got you a little souvenir.

Thank you.

Thomas...

Thomas...

You are...

Father, she is leaving!

Mother!

Grandma, she's leaving.

My brother's wife is leaving!

Tell her not to!

Grandma!

Tell her not to!

Enough! That's enough!

What is it, Mustafa?

What are you doing here?

I will kill that man.

- Whom? - The German.

Are you mad?

You became friends with him. Now, it's on me.

Give me that gun.

Give me that gun! Give it to me!

Give it to me!

Give it to me!

Give it to me!

Mürdüz don't do it.

I couldn't stay in that house any more. I chose to live.

You have no right to kill me. I...

.. don't even know him.

I am going just for myself. Let me go.