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İBRAHİM YAVUZAYGEN AND JACQUES POMONTI PRESENTS:

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Oh, Moon!

Have you fed Sırrı Bey his soup yet?

It crossed my mind yesterday, we can rent the other sections,

temporarily of course,

and with the income, we could have the plan completed.

Give up this dream, for God's sake.

Is it easy to have it finished? And why?

It is a lot of trouble as it is.

How about Sırrı Bey's soup, have you fed him yet?

Do listen to my words, my dear Neyir,

we could at least take care of the repairs in this way.

Today I went into the room above the staircase.

How did you open the door?

That's how I see the solution to this problem.

The solution to what? For God's sake, with whose money?

Who will rent this run-down place? Who will bother? And why?

Do you think we are still the granddaughters

of the late Kadir Pasha.

Let's rent a small apartment for you on the island.

We'll take better care of my father too.

Wouldn't that be a pity to leave such a big house?

And what Aunt Seza says is not such an impossible thing!

Aunt, Mrs Ihsan did not die in this house.

Aunt, Mrs Ihsan left.

Aunt, my mother left.

It must be told.

It must be told, too.

Right, my little girl?

It must be told.

It hurt my father that neither I nor Neyir got married.

I told him,

"I will look after you.

Who can be a better companion than you?"

Neyir became an English teacher.

But Servet, your father, was the one who hurt Sırrı Bey most.

He spent his entire life without leaving his room...

My dear Servet...

The neighbors talked about his madness.

My father could not stand it.

In fact...

That's the reason why they made your mother marry Servet.

Nothing changed after they were married.

He still wouldn't leave his room.

Your mom quickly understood it. She didn't complain.

She also withdrew to her room.

Then we lost Servet.

Sırrı Bey grieved more for Ihsan's fate than for his own son’s death.

"This young girl's fate is also on our head", he said.

Sırrı Bey said that but your mother was something else.

She said, "I'm happy.

You cannot imagine how happy I am".

A little smile on her lips.

Brightness about her face, exactly like you.

Exactly like me.

Of course, all stories must be told.

Then...

Sırrı Bey asked for Ihsan in his room.

"She will feed me my soup", he said.

Ihsan, who slept neither by day nor by night,

quietly brought soup to Sırrı Bey.

Then Sırrı Bey began to have soup in the mornings and in the evenings.

He wanted neither me nor Neyir, only her at his side.

Of course I saw it.

Then everybody in the house...

got your mother's sickness.

Around those times your mother got pregnant.

A little after your father's death.

Then, that morning, silently, smiling as ever...

She was dressed all in white.

First, I saw her praying.

Then she took off from the shore in a boat.

Then she took off from the shore in a boat.

- Why? Nobody knows. - It is not heard, Aunt.

None of it is heard.

Of course it must be told.

How else could we live?

You have no idea.

You have no idea.

You have no idea.

My aunt has always told me about this house.

She goes on and on.

How does she come up with so much to tell?

Why do you keep on telling me, Aunt?

Yekta. Yekta.

Couldn't you find somewhere else to sleep? What’s going on?

Come on, my dear, come on.

In my dream I was feeding soup to Sırrı Bey.

- What does it mean, Aunt? - Come on, get up now.

Sleep on the street and you’ll have silly dreams like that.

Aunt Neyir, look at this. What does it mean?

Pull yourself together. You're a big girl now.

Don't talk like this. Come on.

Silly, silly, silly.

I'll ask Aunt Seza for the meaning of this dream.

Of course, it is her job!

I left something downstairs. I'll come back.

My dear, tell me,

are you happy living in this house?

Mm-hmm.

Silly.

Come on, just play.

Let's put Yekta in a boarding school.

I have become quite concerned about her.

She'll go crazy in this tomb-like house as well.

Your indifference makes me mad especially.

"In my dream, I was feeding soup to Sırrı Bey.

What does it mean, Aunt?" she said.

And the other day, she said,

"In my dream I saw my mother

getting on a green boat down by the pier.

Did my mother leave in that boat?"

I said, "What do you mean, leaving? What boat?"

So young, and already chasing the dead.

The boat was green.

We are losing the child, don't you realize?

Here, I'm finished.

I'll take her with me to the Island this weekend.

For the weekend only.

KALAMIŞ

BURGAZADA

Nuran, drop by on your way back. I'll introduce you to Yekta.

He's one of my students. He's an intelligent, well-mannered boy.

You can go explore the island together.

Well, think about it,

here you could be together with people of your age.

You'll finally get rid of old people, of that run-down house.

Come on, Nuran.

How are you?

She is Yekta.

The seagull with the head of a child.

A boy told me. There is one on the island.

"It doesn’t show up to the naked eye, maybe the camera will catch it", he said.

I wonder how big its head is.

Sırrı Bey was so young when he set out to build this house.

He spent his childhood in a mansion in Çamlıca

that his father never finished.

To spite his father,

he always said their disagreement was political,

he began to build this house instead of completing the mansion.

He tried to finish it until the day he could no longer get out of bed.

A tiny little needle.

"In this city,

everything is left half-finished", he said to my mother.

Everything rots before it is finished.

This house will also get older before it is completed.

He had a fear of nails,

a lingering fear from the rusted nails of the unfinished mansion.

Then this fear turned into a fear of needles.

He feared that a needle would accidentally enter his body,

move around and pierce his heart.

For all I know, maybe he still fears it.

"I don't want any needles in this house," he used to say.

"Alright, Sırrı Bey," we would say.

He wouldn't believe us.

"Like Bilal,

in the end I will die like Bilal," he used to scream.

Like Bilal.

Auntie, I saw her. I saw my mother.

She passed by in a boat.

In your dream.

No, in the boat.

After the decision to put Yekta in a boarding school,

our English sessions were more frequent.

Yekta says she still dreams about her mother.

It upsets me very much when she adds that she also sees her mother.

Dreaming child!

Since then I have brought her to the island every weekend.

I began to make her memorize Blake's "Infant Sorrow".

We ordered Yekta a dark grey terylene school uniform.

Annick will sew it.

Nuran, at night, my mother passes by the house in a boat.

Nuran, I saw my mother.

Like in my dream.

...the foreign minister of Indonesia Ali Alatas

working with the Soviet Union...

She passes so close that the sound of the oars is audible.

Aunt Neyir does not believe me.

Neither Aunt Seza.

Now I know why Sırrı Bey does not sleep.

Nuran, my mother smiled at me.

I won't leave my mother and go to boarding school.

I won't go.

Believe me.

Is that so?

How can I leave it, Neyir?

Don't you understand? I just can't.

While three large floors remain incomplete below my father.

These are games, my dear.

These are the games we play.

They have become larger than the house.

And now you have included Yekta in the game.

I am not finished with it yet.

And, you know,

the family members had not finished with this house either.

My father is still struggling,

faltering, he cannot pass on the other side.

We don't know if he wants to tell something.

He cannot die from fear, not from a desire to speak.

Out of fear of his sins.

It is his sins against Servet, Ihsan, and Yekta that prevent him from dying.

What a statement! Yekta is not my father's sin.

How can you say it?

My father, thin and strong.

Certainly knows better than we do.

Life is full of mysteries that he hasn't revealed to us.

This house has grandeur we cannot see,

the limits of which we cannot fathom.

We can't see.

We know it, like Sırrı Bey's soup,

the fifth floor, the second tower, the ground garden...

And my sin.

Ah! Nükhet Seza.

"O! Do not die, for I shall hate..."

"O! Do not die, for I shall hate all men so, when thou art gone."

"That thee I shall not celebrate, when I remember thou wast one."

Hush, be silent!

It may escape.

OK, I got it.

- Hold it by the neck. - I can't!

Hold it!

- It clawed my hand. - OK, I got it.

My hand!

- Come on. - Alright.

OK, I got it.

Thus it leads here, it leads to itself.

So, this way does not lead anywhere.

This road keeps turning around itself,

around the island.

This is the beginning of the road

and the end at the same time.

But if you head for the hills, it is all different.

You are looking for the seagull with the child head.

- But what about the child? - I'm looking.

Did you get used to the island?

I won't get used to it.

Do you know me?

And who are you?

I feel like I know every seagull here.

I'm the guardian of the deserted monastery.

And he said "O men!

We have been taught the language of the birds.

And we were blessed with abundance.

Undoubtedly this is a clear superiority."

Armies were gathered of djinns,

men, and birds.

And these were dispersed into troops.

And then one day,

he will gather them all together and tell them,

"What is the answer given to you?"

They will say, "We don't know anything,

only you can know the invisible, only you."

It's broken again.

What's broken, dear?

Don't you hear the clock?

I can't stop it. Where's Yekta?

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta, come stop this clock.

Come on, Yekta!

I can see you.

She is not here?

Come over. Let's drink our coffee now.

Liar, I saw you a moment ago.

Where did you see me?

I was out.

You saw someone?

And you still don't believe me!

Don't believe me.

...and, of course, those curtains

were hanging from bronze cornices.

Now only the cornices are left.

Covered with fly droppings.

Of course the tables and the coffee tables were walnut.

They were covered in hay-colored taffeta,

darker, with a sheen.

Embroidered in vibrant colors.

Covers...

Come on, give me your cup.

Miss Neyir worries very much about Yekta.

What is so weird about this girl?

It is Neyir herself who finds her weird.

She wants her to become like herself.

She wants her to leave this house and forget it.

Yekta is fond of this house as much as I am.

That's what frightens Neyir.

She's suspended between here and the island.

Between Neyir and me,

between the third and fourth floors.

Like this house, she is suspended between Sırrı Bey and her mother.

Like all of us.

What's weird about it? Are we weird?

And even if we are... What of it?

Let me see.

Again, those birds with large wings.

And this time they can be seen more clearly.

Every night I'm praying: "Don't leave me alone, Mother".

She smiles.

I'm still afraid that she won't come again.

I see her in all my dreams.

Aunt Neyir asks "How can you love someone you don't know?"

"Of course I know her," I say. "She's my mother.

The mother I see every night."

Aunt Seza says, "It's just a dream."

Aunt Neyir cannot even stand that these are dreams.

"Leave the dead woman in peace,

you have turned the poor soul into a fairy," she says.

My tongue hurts.

Do people get herpes on their tongues?

I will take you to the house, secretly.

You too will see my mother.

My tongue hurts a lot.

A swelling at the very tip.

A knot on my tongue.

Spit so it will fall down.

- A swelling at the very tip. - A knot on my tongue.

A swelling at the very tip. Spit so it will fall down.

- A knot on my tongue. - Spit so it will fall down.

- A swelling at the very tip. - A knot on my tongue.

A swelling at the very tip. Spit so it will fall down.

- A knot on my tongue. - Spit so it will fall down.

"If someone dreams a needle piercing their hand,

"in order to know if it's a good omen,

"it should be specified

"which finger on which hand is pierced. And if it is a quilting needle,

"the color of the thread

"changes the meaning entirely."

It was my mother's hand that was bleeding.

A tiny drop of blood was coming out. She smiled.

"Don't worry," she said. "The water will wash away the stain."

"If someone dreams of a dead relative..."

- That's not it. - I am reading you what is written.

That's not it.

Don't you want to learn the meaning of the dream?

I want to, but these are not like what I saw.

Come on.

Come here. Come on.

I will come back just after the clock strikes 11:00.

Don't leave this room. Come on.

She'll pass from there.

- Until that hour, I'll... - You'll see. Be patient.

Thirty, 31, 32...

...33, 34, 35, 36...

Where's Yekta? I have good news for her.

Welcome. Thirty-eight, 39, 40... Hush!

What are you doing?

I'm measuring. I'm trying to estimate the expenses

to have the adjacent section completed.

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Patience!

I have good news for you.

I have made them admit you to the school.

You'll be studying at my high school. Do you hear me?

Among the pines.

Twelve years!

I spent 12 years in that paradise.

What a view it has.

You can see its chimneys from here.

Look right across.

Come and see.

Come.

Look above the house with two roofs. Can you see?

No.

The green hill right above it.

Look carefully at the greenery.

You'll see the roof of a building.

Right there.

But from now on we must study English harder.

You should not relax now that you are admitted.

We'll keep practicing.

What's the matter, dear?

Don't be afraid.

Everyone will love you there.

- I'm not afraid. - So?

I don't want to.

- You don't want what? - Go there.

Listen, my dear. Listen, Yekta.

You’re not going to spend your life in this haunted ruin.

School is the best.

You will make friends.

You'll have teachers.

You'll learn about the world, science.

My dear child...

All your troubles will go away.

Do you remember, my dear Neyir?

Suzi had a cologne called "Chypre".

What a nice, musky scent it had.

But you saw her.

Nothing came out, complete darkness.

Even if the camera did not see, you did.

There's nothing in the pictures.

You saw her.

I asked you to come so you could see. So you could see my mother.

For you to see. Why did I bother then?

Is showing more important?

Can you show everything you see?

Tell me, can you show everything you see?

Can you take photographs of your dreams?

Is the light sufficient?

Can you focus?

Do you know how to see?

And why will you show? To communicate?

With whom?

Have you ever stop hearing from yourself?

I always see things which cannot be shown.

See, only see.

Please! Look at those photographs in order to see.

Do you see Nuran?

Do you see my mother?

All these are also in Sırrı Bey's eyes.

Sırrı Bey is my grandfather, but I cannot go into his room.

He is also in my dreams.

Those dreams.

And their interpretations.

Aunt Nükhet's book also says that...

"Every dream definitely has an interpretation."

But...

Never look for the interpretations of your dreams.

Don't look for their reasons either.

Dreams are just dreams.

The bird you see in your dream is the bird in your dream.

Birds in dreams do not resemble these birds.

They speak a different language.

Dreams are just dreams.

Come on, get out!

Where is she?

You should listen to her recite the poem I taught her.

It was a struggle, but I made her memorize it.

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta.

What are you doing in Sırrı Bey's room?

What are you doing in that room?

What are you trying to shove into your pocket?

Yekta!

Come here!

If you... If you... Listen.

If you enter that room again... You'll never enter that room!

Come on now! Recite your poem to your aunt.

Come on.

Aunt Nükhet and Rahime are interested in your poem.

Come on.

Come on, dear. Let go of that filthy animal.

Oh no, not like that. Get on this to recite.

One should recite poetry from a high chair.

Let us sit around you like this.

Rahime, come over here.

Come on!

"My mother groand! my father wept.

"Into the dangerous world I leapt:

"Helpless, naked, piping loud;

"Like a fiend hid in a cloud.

"Struggling in my fathers hands:

"Striving against my swaddling bands:

"Bound and weary I thought best

"To sulk upon my mothers breast."

"My mother groand! my father wept..."

Once is enough my dear.

She's reading it once more.

"Helpless, naked, piping loud;

"Like a fiend hid in a cloud.

"Bound and weary I thought best

"To sulk upon my mothers breast."

And now the translation.

"My mother groand! my father wept.

"Into the dangerous..."

Yekta, enough.

"Helpless, naked, piping loud..."

Shut up! Get down!

"Like a fiend hid in a cloud."

Shut up!

"Struggling in my fathers hands:

- "Striving..." - Shut up!

- "...against my swaddling bands..." - Shut up!

"Bound and weary I thought best..."

Shut up!

"To sulk upon my mothers breast."

"My mother groand! my father wept.

"Into the dangerous world I leapt:

"Helpless, naked, piping loud;

"Like a fiend hid..."

My God, what will become of her?

No.

This cannot go on like this.

Fortunately, she is leaving this house soon.

School can't start soon enough.

I took her to the island to distract her.

But she wanders off on her own.

Yes, she wanders off on her own.

She has also left Nuran.

I don't understand.

You could take her around a little.

Where?

I don't know, take her shopping, this is a big city.

"My mother groand! my father wept.

"Into the dangerous world I leapt:

"Helpless, naked, piping loud;

"Like a fiend hid in a cloud.

"Struggling in my fathers hands:

"Striving against my swaddling bands:

"Bound and weary I thought best

"To sulk upon my mothers breast."

Go out, damn it!

...25, 26, 27, 28, 29...

...30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36...

...37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43...

Aunt, Aunt! I smell something.

It smells like something burning.

Of something burning.

Aunt, let's not walk through this smell.

Aunt, please! Let's not walk through this smell.

You were out all night.

All night!

Where were you?

Why did you lock my mother's room?

Why did you lock my mother's room?

It wasn't me. Your aunt Neyir did it.

But don't you understand?

I couldn't meet my mother last night.

Maybe she won't be able to come anymore.

My dear, your aunt Neyir is very worried about you.

She blames me for it.

She also blames this house. She wanted to...

take you to the island until the school started.

If it goes on like this, she will take you away for good.

Mother.

How about my mother?

She couldn't see me tonight.

Please.

My mother.

Open it.

Open it.

Please open it.

Neyir has taken the key with her.

We'll go to the island together.

We'll ask Neyir, we'll persuade her.

She'll give us the key.

You go to sleep now, dear.

I couldn't believe my ears on the phone.

You here, after so many years.

What a surprise.

I was afraid you'd miss the ferry.

Let's take our tea at the Splendid, like in the old times.

I wish you had come earlier, we could've toured the island.

You will spend the night, I hope.

Rahime doesn't know we're here. Father is alone.

Yekta can stay.

Hmm?

I don't want to return by myself, we'll go back together.

Weekend is near anyway.

We came here to get the key to my mother’s room. You locked it.

My dear Yekta.

Yes, I locked that room.

As you know, I did it for you.

Your aunt should also know this.

So that you could be free from of all those fearful dreams.

You should have seen her, she didn't sleep all night.

Would you please give me the key?

No, my dear.

You will forget that room and that house.

You will leave them all behind.

I want to walk around a little.

I won't be late. We'll take the ferry at 7pm.

Don't go too far.

It's getting chilly.

You make all my efforts come to nothing.

You are more childish than the child.

You can't imagine the disasters that will befall us if this continues...

It's not her fault. You are responsible.

And that house is responsible.

And now I'm trying to save the child and you are preventing me.

You are taking the easy way.

Instead of locking the door, explain it to her.

Let them not believe you. You listen to your mother.

She will hear you.

Could you look out from another window?

I'm not looking out the window.

It appears and disappears.

It appears and disappears.

Maybe it will not reappear.

Then, only...

It appears and disappears.

My mother did not come tonight.

She's waiting for me.

I'm going to my mother, Sırrı Bey.

My mother calls me.

What can I do for you?

Children's prayers are accepted.

Mine will no longer be accepted.

Everything is half-finished like this.

You, I saw.

You.

You, Yekta.

Yes, I saw.

You.

The best part is she suggested it herself.

"Let's us go pack my things," she said.

"I want to say goodbye to my aunt and Sırrı Bey."

And curiously, since then, she is full of joy.

This is much better, of course.

Leaving this house will make it easier for her

to get used to the school.

And we can now speed up our English lessons.

Auntie, where's my seagull? I couldn't see it anywhere.

My dear Yekta, all of a sudden, without any reason...

I found it lying dead under the staircase yesterday.

Where is it? Did you throw it away?

No, it is still there.

I'm coming.

Our house is so big, Auntie!

Yekta!

Yekta, come and have a look!

Yekta!

She's done a good job sewing it.

It suits you well. Turn around.

The school insignia will be here.

- Are you comfortable? - Very.

Hmm.

It's very nice today.

Ah!

This is a peacock.

A peacock.

A peacock.

A peacock.

- A peacock. - Peacock.

Mm.

Oh, look!

Look there, Auntie.

In English, please.

Come on now.

Now...

Can you tell me about here?

What do you see around you?

What do you think about all these things?

I see...

Hmm.

A lot things there.

Not there, here.

I see a lot of things here.

No, there.

No, Yekta.

We're not there.

We are here.

You must say "here", OK?

Can you repeat, dear?

Yekta.

Yekta, do you hear me?

Yes!

What do you do there?

Wait, I am coming.

Yekta!

I can't see you. Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Hey, I saw you.

Now I'll catch you.

Hey, wait! Wait for me.

I'll catch you now!

Wait for me!

Wait for me!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Are you alright?

Please, Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Where are you?

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Where are you?

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Yekta!

Please, did you see a little girl?

She... She was... And suddenly...

Oh! Sorry. We were walking around,

then suddenly, we lost each other. Suddenly.

Please, it was just a little girl. Suddenly, she...

Please! Suddenly, we lost each other.