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So, you know what, gentlemen...

...dressing up doesn't make you a hunter!

Go ahead.

If you speak English, you can make a living all over the world, sir.

Our embassies, abroad... Pay very well too.

You see, Mr. İhsan by the time he retired...

...from the embassy he had bought two houses.

And their job is not hard, they're just guarding the embassy.

I'll be right back, sir.

What?

-Where is the body? -In the ambulance, sir.

Who told you to remove him? Where is Rıza?

-I'm gettin him right away, sir. -Run along!

Hi. Kemal Tekin. Pleased to meet you.

The new detective. From England.

-Sir? -Unload the body.

Are you deaf or what?

Mr. Prosecutor has given strict orders, sir.

The corpse... -To hell with his orders!

Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Where are you going?

Unload the body. I'll talk to Mr. Prosecutor.

Don't stand there, unload it. Do it!

Why is the ambulance stopped? Huh?

Didn't I tell you to move right away?

Can't you see? Crime scene isn't done yet, Mr. Prosecutor.

-I won't ask you what to do. -What?

If you must put up an attitude, you should arrive on time.

Look here...

I saw crime scenes enough for your ten lives, got it?

You're rude!

Asshole!

Do you have a cigarette?

Go ahead, Arap.

The mortality has probably taken place...

...one and a half or two months ago.

Minuscule lividity to the arms and legs, first stage putrefaction...

Cut it short, Arap. Get to the point.

The cause of death is drowning in water.

But not in salt water. Fresh water.

In sea water drowning, rich liquids diffuse into the alveoles...

...from the intravascular space and alveolar edema occurs.

But here, there are broken cell membranes and pulmonary edema.

Has they chained the woman to the pier after she died?

That seems to be the case.

There are two more basic anomalies.

The victim's tongue is missing.

I first thought it must have been...

...a school of horse mackerels with a good taste, but...

Agonal invasion in the mouth has started before the mortality.

So?

The cut has probably happened while the victim was alive.

Strangely, there is almost no damage to the palate and around the mouth.

I thought it might have been done under anaesthesia...

...but the pharmacological test are nominal.

No trace of foreign matter in the blood.

Has the cutting tool been established?

Tongue resection is very rare.

It doesn't match anything I have on record.

You said there was one more thing.

The victim's gender has been filed incorrectly.

The victim is a man, not a woman.

I mean, he once was.

-Captain Settar? -Yeah?

The Chief wants to see you.

Settar, look, I don't care about your strange quirks...

...but I don't want another scene in public.

I didn't make a scene, Mahmut.

They violated procedure, and I made a warning.

Are you kidding me? Huh?

The man is a prosecutor! Get that into your head.

You can't say anything! He can do as he pleases.

So we should just let these bastards step over everybody?

Enough, Settar.

I spoke to Mr. Reşat.

I told him you weren't feeling well that day...

...and that you would apologize.

If an apology is needed, he can come and apologize.

Settar, Keep your mouth shut.

Get your retirement and let us all be in peace.

Did that asshole threaten you with putting off my retirement?

No, I'm threatening you, alright? I'm threatening you.

I'm assigning this case to Cemil.

Come on, Kemal. We're leaving.

Where?

They took the case from us. Keep us posted.

Waow, Settar... I hear you're intimidating prosecutors now.

Don't be angry. We're all getting old.

One gets cranky with age.

But the retirement pensions are increasing.

You'll be in comfort soon.

You're cheerful, Cemil. Aren't they giving you any cases?

There are many cases, but when I heard...

...you messed this one up, I couldn't help but take it.

Right, I told Mahmut, Cemil knows these faggots to the marrow.

Alive or dead, give it to him.

Good luck to you.

Look, this isn't a library.

If we're going to work together, you need to talk.

There is no trace of a strike to the mouth, lips or face.

Nothing around the neck.

The killer doesn't seem to have...

...tried very hard to cut the victim's tongue.

How would you cut someone's tongue without killing them...

...or putting them to sleep, without using force?

The victim knew his killer.

What is more, he consented to his murder.

He must have done something.

The way the hands and feet have been tied is strange.

It looks like they did it with care.

It looks symbolic.

The guy just was so anxious, he just wrapped and wrapped the chain.

I'm thinking the opposite.

Look at that.

It goes around one more time, even though it has been knotted twice.

The feet have been tied the same way too.

It traces a certain shape...

It will turn out to be something trivial again.

He didn't let the guy fuck him...

...or the guy couldn't get it up so he just slashed the faggot.

A transsexual who consents to his tongue being cut be?

It didn't seem that trivial to me.

Don't rush it.

There must have been a reason. This isn't London.

Have you looked at my file?

No. Is there anything important in it?

I have four years of experience at MIT.

That's very cool.

I'm on my own for the last 30 years.

What's that MIT?

It's a unit of Scotland Yard.

A special unit working on major crimes and sophisticated murders.

If you wanted to play detective, why did you come back?

What the hell is so good about here?

It doesn't count as coming back.

I'm from here, just like you are.

If they brought you here to teach us new ways...

...just know this, I'm too old to new tricks.

Nobody brought me here.

I'm here, because I wanted.

Why, after all those years?

Let's just say, I couldn't adapt to England.

Why are we off the case?

Why are we off the case?

Have you ever heard of the foot grip, British?

Foreginers don't know it.

You'll learn it as you wrestle through things here.

Now, let me teach you a two-point move, wrestler McAllister.

Are you hungry?

There's a siren under there. Put it on.

The new kids don't know us, they might stop us.

Sir, I'm giving you a half, what does your friend want?

Get him the same, Galip, but he's no foreigner.

Give him plenty. -Alright, sir.

That's how you eat that.

Captain Settar, a murder was reported at the Haliç Dock.

You're the closest on the navigation map, sir.

They won't let us eat anything. I'm tempted to throw it away!

Galip, we have to go. Another time.

Greetings, Captain.

Hello. Did you call the police station?

Yes, sir, it was me.

I've found the guy in the presser in the hangar.

You came here very quick, Thank God.

When did you find him?

Half an hour ago.

Go in there, and wait.

Filiz, Filiz. We're at the dock.

Send a squad and an ambulance here right away.

Roger that, sir.

Kemal, Kemal. He's on the bridge.

He's on the bridge.

Copy that.

The bridge is clear.

The bridge is clear. Over.

Is it done, Arap?

It is, but you can't see the body now.

Mahmut called. He wants to see you first.

Wait here, I'll be back.

Yes, sir.

Absolutely, sir.

We will definitely be prioritizing this, sir.

We will take him to justice as soon as possible.

Yes. We'll be done with it before it leaks to the press, sir.

By your command, sir.

This fucking backed up loser is teaching us how to do our job!

You think you're a man now, bastard?

You think you're a man now?

I don't know what to say to you, Settar!

I send you in for one thing, you come back with another!

You came back with the corpse of Nusret Işık.

This hack of a writer seems to have many admirers.

He even got you out of bed at this hour.

What have you found?

He was alive when we arrived.

The guy was chained from his shoulder blades to the ceiling.

I believe it's connected to the transvestite murder.

What the hell are you talking about?

Perhaps you should also find a child molester to crown it all.

Do you have any idea how many ministers...

...and members of parliament called me all day?

It turns out this Nusret Işık has some serious balls.

A minister called me about the case, in person!

Don't you get it, Settar?

I don't want no transvestite mixed up in this!

This is not an ordinary murder, Mahmut.

The watchman said the body was in the presser...

...but we found the man on the ceiling.

They made a hundred year old man a watchman!

What could he see!

This is the transvestite...

And this is Nusret Işık.

Right before crime scene investigation arrived.

Tied up the same way.

This doesn't look like anything you know of, Mahmut.

Settar... Don't bring us trouble right before you leave.

We'll deal with this without making a mess.

This is all going to be done in three days, Settar.

Three days? It can't.

It will!

-It can't. -It will, Settar.

If you can't, we'll find someone to get it done.

Get out, Settar.

Don't make me break your heart.

You're off the case.

And I'm not going to see you until your retirement.

Yes, Mr. Governor?

Yes, sir.

So, we're off this case too?

Yes.

Perhaps Mahmut is right.

I've gotten old.

It's clear that the same killer committed both murders.

They were tied up the way. Ritual...

They were tied similarly. So what?

So what?

This is Turkey, Kemal.

Things work differently here.

Everyone has their place here, from birth.

Some transvestite with no relatives won't go...

...into the same grave as a well-connected writer.

When I got to him, Nusret's lips were sewn together.

He was making an unintelligible grunt.

I cut the stitches, with the hope of finding something...

Get in.

-Enjoy, sir. -Thank you.

Welcome, sir.

See, Recep? You said he won't come, but he's here.

Why the long face?

Because we woke you up at this hour?

How come a hunter is asleep at this hour?

I can't help it. I couldn't find any better hobby since I retired.

My partner, Kemal.

-Hello. Nejat. -Nice to meet you.

Look, your eyes are red again.

Well, it doesn't give me a break.

They'll put me on the table eventually.

Yeah, you'll meet with the scalpel eventually.

It must be something good?

Yeah, it's good.

I've got something just for you.

Recep, can you bring the appetizer I brought for Nejat?

You don't want appetizers at this hour of the morning, Settar.

No, this is just the kind of thing you want.

Give it to me.

Magnificent.

Enjoy.

What is this, man?

We have to find who it belongs to.

We're going to ask for favor again, right?

Don't make a fuss. Just say "A friend from İzmit sent it.

He couldn't trust those assholes over there."

Come on, hit it.

Come on, Kemal, come on.

Are you saying that there is a connection...

...between the dead kid and the murder of Mr. Abbas' bodyguard?

There is no connection.

You're going through cases for months but I'm not saying anything.

And then you're equating Tayfun with Mr. Abbas.

Do you know why holidays are getting extended?

Not four our people to rest because they're tired.

It's for money circulation.

And who's Mr. Abbas? An investor.

He has thousands of employees in this city.

He's the only investor in this city.

Somebody is murdered ten months ago. It's different.

And now a man is murdered. This is different.

Remember that if you're going to talk to Mr. Abbas again.

I can't make nervous precious people for nothing.

Hello?

Where are you, Kemal?

I'm home.

Okay, I'll come and get you in ten minutes.

What is it?

We've found the ID of the dead transvestite.

Greetings.

Hello. Does Arife Diri live here, brother?

My mother passed away last month.

My condolences. We need to ask you a few questions.

Come in.

How do you relate to Mustafa Diri?

May God forgive him. He's my older brother.

Did he have any enemies, anyone troubling him?

Nothing I say about him would be true. I haven't seen him for years.

When have you last met?

We didn't see each other much.

My older brother left the house a long time ago, when I was little...

When have you last seen him?

Perhaps ten years ago.

He visited my mother during the feast.

And then?

I haven't seen him again.

Do you know where he lives? His address?

No.

Did your mother use to visit him?

I don't know.

If she did, she wouldn't have told me.

May God forgive him. My older brother made us so sad.

Let us take a look at your mother's personal effects.

Of course, but she didn't have much.

Perhaps some in the closet in the bedroom...

I'll give it back to you after we analyze it. Don't worry.

Of course.

It's heavy. Perhaps you shouldn't bother for nothing.

Sir...

I hope my brother hasn't done something that will embarrass us.

My condolences, Adem.

Call me on this number if you learn anything.

Let's tell the boys to come and pick up the cupboards tomorrow too.

How did you learn Mustafa Diri's name before Lieutenant Cemil?

Only civil servants work on working hours, Kemal.

"Tuna Color".

We'll come by in the morming.

What's up, bro? Don't you see we're closed?

We have an urgent business.

Have you taken this photograph?

I don't know. And who are you? Why are you here?

You don't know? Your name is under it.

Have you taken this photograph?

How the hell am I supposed to know?

Do you think I keep records of everyone who comes in?

Look at that picture.

Now look again. Have you taken this photograph?

-Yes. -What's the name?

-Merve. -Merve.

Where can I find this Merve?

It must be on Balo Street. The Sarmaşık Tavern.

The music isn't start yet.

Come back in an hour or two, sir.

The boss is upset when I let people in before it starts.

He won't be upset with us.

Look at that picture.

Sister Merve hasn't been around for two months, sir.

I hope there's nothing wrong?

Where does Sister Merve live?

Any friends, enemies? Tell us.

I don't know where she lives.

All sorts of people come here every day.

Did she have any friends, acquaintances?

No, sir, the boss wouldn't like that.

But someone was asking about her.

Her pimp, her friend? Who was it?

No, sir.

The boss is a harsh guy, he doesn't want no tail.

This was just some poor guy. He used to stop by every now and then.

Do you know his name, his address?

No, sir.

But he had a strange face.

Strange?

There was a pockmark right here.

Good evening to you.

I hope nothing's wrong, sir?

I studied at an İmam Hatip school, just like my older brother Mustafa.

Our father was a truck driver.

We lost him in an accident, at a very early age.

All we had was our orphan's pension.

When my father died, we thought...

...Mustafa would be a father to us and look after us.

He was fine at first...

...but then some men put some ideas in his head, and he got strange.

My brother was a religious man.

He was going to religious groups.

Then in time, he started to say strange things.

He tried to remove us from school...

...he started to say that the Quran was falsified...

...and Quran isn't word of God.

Saying lots of nonsense, and began to believe other gods.

His attitude, his behavior changed.

How can I put this?

May God forgive him.

Sometimes I think it's my mother's fault.

She always wanted a girl...

...so she dressed him up like that as a baby and so on...

We had a big argument one night...

...and he left the house.

I graduated, but I wasn't appointed.

I tried to make money...

...at the memorial services in the neighborhood...

...but it wasn't enough.

My older brother used to secretly give...

...my mother money when I wasn't at home.

I told my mother not to take the money, I yelled at her.

Then...

May God never test anyone with need, sir.

Five mouths to feed, one of them ill...

...all dependent on me...

Eventually, we had to accept my brother's help.

Sometimes, I went to the place where he worked...

Thankfully he gave me money regularly.

Do you know where he lives?

Yes, sir, it's near the place where he works.

I went there to take the money the last time.

Congratulations for paying the poor Mustafa Diri...

...the kind of attention you paid Nusret Işık.

Treating people equally is a rare attitude these days.

I'll keep this brief, since we'll meet again many times.

Unless the novel "Rainbow" by the writer F.A.K...

...serialized in the Mürekkep journal...

...is printed by one of the top three...

...major publishing houses within a week...

...you'll have another case...

...that I believe you'll really enjoy working.

Yeah, you'll meet with the scalpel eventually.