Original subtitles

Issız Cuma Cemetery

EVERYONE IS ASTONISHED

HAIR RAISING EVENT AT THE CEMETERY

CEMETERY SHROUDED IN SECRECY

Two Plots Continuing To Merge

HAIR RAISING EVENT AT THE CEMETERY

Two Plots Continuing To Merge Mystery unsolvable!

The Mystery Of The Cemetery In Çanakkale Has Not Been Solved

This film was shot at the Issız Cuma Cemetery where the events occurred

NAMES OF SOME OF THE CHARACTERS IN THE FILM HAVE BEEN CHANGED ON LEGAL GROUNDS

(citing a prayer)

Where are your cars? Where are they?

Oh, look at what mom made for you.

Look, look, what mommy made?

What did mommy make, Birol?

Did she make a cake? Son, be quiet.

Wait now baby.

Thank you very much, I appreciate it. Have a good day.

Where have you been man?

I worked the graveyard shift. Didn't hear the alarm.

Man, I asked for one thing, look what you did.

Whatever, 207 asked for a blanket, take care of it.

There's nothing else besides that.

-Ok. -Ok, have a good one.

Ok. Ok.

Mommy.

It's ok baby. It's Ok.

Mommy.

Don't cry son.

Birol. It's Ok Son.

Come now. Look at Birol's toys.

How nice they are.

You play here now. While mommy makes you yummies.

Come on Birol.

Good boy. Well done.

-Hello. -Yes sweetie?

-How are you my love? -Just left the hotel.

The cake looks beautiful.

I'm sure it's good if you made it.

Thank you.

-What's Birol doing? -Just took him into the bedroom.

What can I do Adnan, been whining the whole morning, won't let me do anything.

Let him stay next to you, let him.

I'll eat up all his whining.

Ok. Ok. Don't you worry, I'll go get him now.

Should I put on some tea?

-Ok then I'm on my way. -Ok. Waiting for you.

See you.

Birol?

Son.

Birol!

Birol!

Son! My son!

God help me!

Birol!

God help me!

Birol!

3 months later

(prayer)

Issız Cuma Cemetery

Do you think I'm just going to forget him when you get that stain out?

What are you saying?

Do you think I'm just going to forget him when you get that stain out??

-Adnan, I beg of you, don't say that. -Adnan what? Adnan what?

Had I know, would I have ever left him here Adnan?

You..you ripped my heart out!

I also burn on the inside.

You have killed me.

You have killed me.

I wish a mother like you never existed. God damn you.

God damn me!

God damn me!

God damn me!

Had I know would I have ever put him here?

Had I know would I have ever put him here?

God damn me!

God damn me!

Birol.

Oh my baby. Had I know would I have ever left you here?

If I had know I wouldn't have left you, Birol.

Oh baby, I wouldn't have left you here.

Birol.

It's room 237.

Appreciate that.

-And here is your ID. -Thank you.

Should daddy come baby? Should he?

Where is daddy son?

Birol.

Where is daddy son?

Come here. Come.

Daddy come.

Daddy come.

I miss you so much.

Say daddy. Daddy.

Daddy.

My son.

My son. I miss you so much.

How are you sweetie?

I saw my brother on the way here. I have really missed him.

When I told Birol I named my son after him he was really happy.

If only you had seen, he hugged me like a little kid.

I told him to come and see him. He said he would come by tomorrow.

He also sent you his regards.

How is Birol?

Is he inside?

Can you open it?

Hicran, open the door.

Hicran!

Why won't you open?

What the hell!

Hicran, this wasn't a dream, was it?

It wasn't, Aynur. I wish it had been.

OK, how long has it been since the passing of his brother?

He died from an accident when Adnan was still in elementary school.

15 years, anyway you look at it.

Was his brother's name Birol also?

That was why we had named our son in his honor.

Listen to me. Do you remember I used to get warts on my hands?

I couldn't cure them no matter what.

One morning my mother in law took me to a hodja named Abdullah.

Don't just make a face.

Why don't we go see him together? You could tell him about all this.

What are you talking about Aynur?

Can you understand what I've been living through?

You know I sleep without a cover at nights because my kid is out in the cold?

I do my kid's laundry every day, do you get it?

Now for god's sake please don't ever talk to me about clergy men again.

Nevruz Village

My god please help me, god.

My god offer me your protection.

Give me my baby. Give my baby.

What happened?

What a cold this is. Heater has been burning up wood.

Mom.

You've finished this. This is finished.

Frankly I've been a bride for 35 years, you never did anything like this for me.

Of course it's different when it's Hicran.

It's ok. It's ok.

Birol.

Should I put on some tea, Adnan?

Adnan, come on please talk to me.

My precious.

My love.

Mother is here, baby.

My precious.

Mother is here, baby.

Mother is here, my boy.

My boy, it must be cold there, oh my child.

It must be cold, and you usually tremble.

Have you forgiven mommy?

Forgive.

Give me my baby.

Give my baby.

Birol?

My boy.

My boy.

My boy.

Birol.

Birol.

Hicran, I told Abdullah Hodja about it on the phone.

Don't worry, everything is going to get better. Ok?

Ok.

Please come in.

-Young lady, you wait here. -Yes my hodja.

Write your name here three times, my girl.

Please, your hand.

(citing a prayer)

My girl, when did your troubles begin?

Last week, hodja.

Your friend Aynur mentioned about a haunting.

Once this happens, these things will be back for more.

There are just too many, my hodja.

They actually began occurring when I was small.

I vaguely remember them but...

...they were not like this.

Keep your heart at ease, my girl.

Mighty god willing, we will overcome all of them.

Listen my girl.

Excellency Sümeyye, was the first female casualty of our holy religion.

The shameful Ebu Cehil-i, locked her Excellency Sümeyye in a dungeon and tortured her.

He ordered her to deny the holy Allah.

He had the audacity to say:

You are a follower of Mohammed because you have fallen for him."

Our mother Sümeyye meanwhile...

...responded to him with the harshest of words.

Then she spat on Ebu Cehil's face with the last of the spit in her mouth.

And that devil used his spear to take the life of our mother Sümeyye.

Now, tell me...

...if it weren't for Ebu Cehil how would Sümeyye's piety be known?

Mighty god created evil so that...

...we could see what good is.

And that is our test.

May god will us to live with faith and be with those who have faith till we reunite with him.

Amen.

(talking to spirits in an unknown language)

(talking to spirits in an unknown language)

My condolences my girl.

Appreciate that.

Your son is under the care of angels.

Mighty god willing his place will be in heaven.

How are your relations with your aunts?

I had one aunt on my mother's side.

She passed away.

I have and other aunt from my father's side but we haven't been in contact.

Why?

Long time ago she had an argument with my mother over some farmland.

They haven't seen each other in years.

Your father is still alive?

He passed when I was younger.

Committed suicide.

Never got a chance to meet him.

Hicran my girl...

...I'll explain everything to you.

But you mustn't be afraid.

The cure of all ills lies in taking...

...shelter only in the one that willed the universe into existence.

You are under the influence of a spell that has been cast.

They refer to it as the 41 stitch spell.

Very difficult to cast and break.

Not something anyone can just do.

A person doing this must not only be very knowledgeable about sorcery but also...

...but her heart must be pitch black with evil.

This is perhaps the strongest of all spells.

They collaborate with demon spirits that deserve to burn at the bottom pits of hell.

Hodja...

...who and why would they cast a spell on me?

A spiteful person, from your bloodline. An aunt from either your mom's side or dad's.

That is why I asked about them.

The 41 stitch spell is cast for 41 different intentions.

God knows which intention they did the one for you.

Mighty god permitting I'm going to help you.

But we must first find out who casted the spell.

If we don't find out which intention the spell was cast for...

...we will not be able to break this affliction.

Perhaps we may even be desperate for the person cast the spell.

As long as our god who created the heavens...

...protects and looks out for us we can overcome all kinds of evil.

Mighty god is our guide.

We can only overcome the specter created by the devil by taking shelter in him.

God bless you.

Hicran my girl.

Replace the Ayat al Kursi you had taken down.

-Mom? -(talking in an unknown language)

Oh my goodness?

Who could it be at this hour?

Hicran?

My girl. How are you?

-Not too good mom. -Come inside sweetie.

Mom, in this key was on the door again..

-This is not the same old village any more. -My girl, who's going to enter our house?

-Are we going to have to worry about using keys now? -Where's my grandmother?

Inside doing the Qadaa prayer. Couldn't pray when she was ill.

May god accept your prayers, grandma.

You smell wonderful.

-Come, let's get you seated. Let me take these. -Come on mother.

Here you go, my girl.

I really missed you guys.

You're both doing well right?

We are good, my girl, we are good. Thank goodness.

Two oldies just filling up our time, that's all.

You two did not seem well in a dream I had, decided to come by even though it was late.

Hope it wasn't bad, how did we seem?

It was nothing. Came and went anyways.

Mom, I probably should take some to grandma first.

You go ahead and eat, I will take some now.

-Mom. -Yes my girl?

Have you heard from my aunt?

No my girl. They use to come by during the summers and vacations.

Why do you ask?

No reason, it came up while I was talking with Aynur. I thought I would just ask.

They had said that she had breast cancer.

Would Allah let anyone get away with ill-gotten gains?

Mom.

We also spoke of my aunt Zehra with Aynur.

You still get the Ya-Sin prayer read for her every Ramadan right?

(her words are repeated in whispers)

I do my girl, I do.

You spoke very little about my aunt to me. If it's too much don't talk about it but...

...why did her husband do something like that?

I'm sorry, mother.

The devil that was her so called husband...

...lost everything he had gambling.

And later, that drunken dog would go out saying "Can't take care of my kids".

One night...

...he took the lives of Zehra and their two kids.

Was it up to him to look after them?

We would have taken care of them.

How old were the girls?

Gülbahar...

...had just turned nine. Gülizar was four.

Don't cry mama. Why did I bring up this up?

Made you cry for nothing late at night.

I've been crying for 25 years my girl.

Please I can't bear it, don't cry.

Come ,grab the food. Let's go next to my grandmother ok?

Come now.

Let me give Adnan a call. Didn't let him know I was leaving.

Making you guys sad is the last thing I want in life...

...but I am so frustrated grandma.

I've been keeping it all in.

If I forget about my baby for one second I keep beating myself up for daring to forget.

Sometimes I can't recall Birol's face and features.

I feel like I'm going mad.

I can't seem to fit in anywhere.

Why did god let us experience this pain?

Why did he take your son, my father...

...and my baby boy from us? Why?

How did you deal with it all grandma?

Was it enough to be just silent?

If I stay quiet like you will my pain subside?

I miss him so much.

I miss my baby so much.

-Welcome, sister. -Is Cemal not here, Adnan?

He just went to the bank, should be right back.

Is there a problem?

I was going to the dentist, and I wanted to leave Arda with him.

-He knew I was coming. When did he go? -Should be back in a few minutes.

-If you want leave him with me. -Ok.

Come on.

Should we scare daddy when he gets here? Huh?

Look at what a big man you have become.

Thanks for everything.

Take care.

Can I call you Birol just for once? Huh?

Just one time.

My baby. My big strong boy.

My brave and strong boy.

My dearest.

My strong boy.

Can you please call me daddy just once? Huh?

Come on. Say daddy just one time.

Say daddy just one time. Just one time say daddy, come on.

Say daddy just one time.

Come on big boy, I'm begging you. Say daddy just one time.

-Say daddy. -Arda.

Come here son.

Did daddy just get here, huh?

Peace be with you, Mr. Cevdet.

Same to you.

I couldn't make out who you are.

It's me Hicran. Daughter of Necmiye.

Come have a seat. My wife Emine had just put on some tea, let's drink some.

I appreciate it. I just wanted to chat for five minutes.

Emine, put on one more tea. We have a guest.

What's the purpose of your visit, my girl?

Mr. Cevdet, you have been the village official for years. If anybody knows, you might.

You know about my father's sister Cevher. Do they ever stop by the village?

I asked my mother and grandma but they don't know since they no longer speak.

They took their official registry from the village a long time ago my girl.

No other blood relatives left. Just your grandmother, and they don't speak.

Naturally they don't come by anymore.

It's been 15 to 20 years since I saw them. Isn't that right honey?

Birol.

My son.

Should daddy come?

Come daddy.

-Daddy is here. -Daddy is here.

-Daddy go. -Should daddy go?

-Should daddy go? -Daddy is gone.

-Daddy is gone. - Daddy is gone.

Come daddy. Come daddy.

Come daddy.

Come daddy.

Come daddy.

-Come daddy. -Should daddy come?

Come daddy.

Come daddy.

-Daddy is here. -Daddy is here.

Don't be afraid sister, he won't do anything.

Hope everything is Ok, who are you visiting?

It's going to sound bizarre but I don't even know.

How do you not know sister?

Have you heard of anyone named Zehra?

Some things happened here a long ago.

What kind of things sister?

My aunt's husband had a nervous breakdown.

He murdered my aunt and their two children.

Don't go to that house sister.

Which house?

The possessed house.

Who's house is it?

That house belongs to the spirits.

The spirits of that house must have made him do it the things you mentioned.

And then they possessed that house.

So many Hodjas came and went but none has been able to enter it.

Where is this house?

Sister, you best listen to me. That's not someplace you want to go.

You tell me anyways.

You see the minaret of that mosque.

It's next to that mosque.

Ok, I appreciate it.

Namazgah Village

Mom.

My son.

Mom.

Mom.

Are we going to play?

We're going to play blind man's bluff my girl.

Where have you been my girl? Been waiting by the phone the whole night.

We were just busy chatting mom.

-My head is splitting. Can I please lay down a little? -Of course you can. Stretch out on my bed.

-Can I get you some medicine? -No thanks, laying down will help.

Is my grandmother in her room?

Yes, must be dozing off now. Go lay down now, can see her when you get up. Come on my girl.

-I brought you a new pillow my girl. May I come in? -Come mother.

Mom.

Do you have a picture of my aunt Zehra?

I am not sure I don't think I do.

I thought I had seen one of her photos. I vaguely recall it.

If you get the photos out maybe I can find it.

You take a look. I don't think we have one...

But maybe I am wrong.

My girl, My girl. You just saw a bad dream.

Don't disturb your sleep my girl.

I am just waking up for prayer. You go ahead and continue sleeping.

Come on my girl.

Mother. Come now, the time has come.

Sister.

I was supposed to have a boy. Where's my baby?

Where?

My baby. My baby.

My baby.

Give me my baby.

My baby.

You stole her from me.

My baby.

That is my baby. That is mine.

Mine.

Give me my baby!

Mom what happened? What happened?

Mom.

Grandma are you Ok?

What happened?

I'm Ok my girl.

It was nothing.

Grandma.

I am leaving now. May god protect you.

Stop grandma. Are you going to try and send me off in your condition?

Sit, grandma.

Oh then, come as you wish.

My girl, you should stay one more night.

Mom, I haven't been able to reach Adnan. I'm worried about him.

Let me go, I'll come back soon. Don't worry.

-Hello Cemal. -Hello Hicran.

-Where is our fugitive? -That's why I dropped by.

I've been calling but he won't answer. And now I just get a 'not available' message.

Good God. You know his mind has not been quite there lately.

Anyways, I'll check out the house then.

Ok, you'll keep me updated.

Birol?

Son?

Son?

In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful.

Hicran.

I was also supposed to have a boy.

But it didn't happen.

(speaking in an unknown language)

(reciting a prayer)

They used this while casting the spell my girl.

They sowed this doll up with 41 stitches.

They willed for the most merciless of the 41 intentions.

They cooperated with demonic spirits to destroy a family.

This is such an affliction that...

...its effect carries over from one generation to the next.

My Birol.

It was your mother's sister who casted this spell, my girl.

She casted it over your mother's house.

Have you told your mother about these things?

I couldn't tell them.

Both my mother and grandmother are old people.

I didn't have the courage.

You have to tell them, my girl.

These degenerate spirits are quite patient.

They lie in wait.

Waiting patiently for the moment they can inflict the most pain on you.

Hodja.

It's been years since the passing of my aunt.

How are we going to find out to whom and why she had the spell cast?

My mother grieved more for her then she did for my father.

How can I tell her about something like this?

Let's just get your mother to come, my girl.

Mighty god willing, let us listen to her.

What things she knows, let us learn.

There is no peace for you until we can break this affliction my girl.

There is no peace for you.

Mother, this happened because you grieved for Hicran.

What can we do other than being sad?

You did see how she had big bags under her eyes didn't you?

How can that girl be fine?

Would you believe it every night...

Mom.

Mom.

Grandma?

Grandma, where is mom?

Necmiye, never did loved her sister Zehra.

Grandma, you are talking.

She was especially jealous of Zehra's two daughters.

Zehra gave birth to both of them during the rose season.

She named one Gülbahar, and the other Gülizar.

Come on, eat your dinner my girl.

Take that. Take that, my beautiful girl.

Come on my girl.

Zehra, you are no longer the favorite.

My daughter is taking care of Gülizar now.

Gülizar, my girl, would you like a sibling?

-Are you going to take care of it too? -I will look after that one also.

No, I'm going to take care of it.

You take care of yourself first. Take that.

And now if they just had a male sibling to keep an eye on them...

...then they would be even more unbeatable.

Ramazan would not stop talking about a male child.

Necmiye used that to her advantage.

And she set a trap at her sister's house.

She told them that her mother-in-law would cast a boy child spell for them.

Necmiye, take this my girl.

Necmiye cried to me.

Begged to me like a dog. And I told her that it would be "Ok".

(casting a spell in an unknown language)

We called Zehra and Ramazan over to our house.

They walked willingly to their deaths.

(casting a spell in an unknown language)

They thought I was casting a boy child spell for them.

But instead I cast the worst of all of them, the 41 stitch spell.

I willed for the destruction of the whole family.

My girl, take this, put it under your pillow.

God bless you.

They thought the doll was a part of a spell to have a boy child.

In reality the doll represented Ramazan.

Day by day the demons began to strip Ramazan of his sanity.

And later they converted him to one of themselves.

What are we going to play daddy?

We are going to play blind man's bluff my girl.

We are going to play blind man's bluff.

Daddy, are we going to play?

I was the one to incite the evil spirits. I was the one to cause this blight.

With 41 stitches I caused this affliction.

Prayer angels must have protected Zehra.

Ramazan couldn't touch her.

Ramazan!

How could the two of you have done this?

What did you want from those poor people?

What kind of an envy is this grandma?

Where is my mother grandma?

Grandma, where is my mother?

We brought Zehra back to the house.

Her contractions started as soon as she entered.

We did not know what to do.

She started giving birth within a few hours.

Come on my girl, push a little bit more.

Come on. Come on.

A bit more. Push.

Necmiye.

Come on. Come on my girl.

Her bleeding never did stop.

Everything was covered in blood.

It was difficult for her because it was too early. She gave birth to you during the seventh month.

What do you mean me?

What are you saying, grandma?

You are Zehra's daughter.

Necmiye was sterile. Couldn't have kids.

We stole you. Made you our daughter.

Grandma, what are you saying?

Who is my mother?

The woman I call my aunt is my mother?

Grandma.

Grandma, did my mom die while giving birth to me?

Your mother did not die while giving birth to you.

You two killed my mother.

You killed my dad and my sisters.

My savior please guide me.

God I take shelter in you.

Have I been raised by murderers?

Did I call my mother's killer "MOM"?

Did I call the murderer of my family "Grandma"?

Look at my face!

Look at my face, look into my eyes!

I told you to look into my eyes!

Look into my eyes, killer.

You will answer to god and me for this.

You will answer to god and me for this, did you hear me?

Did you hear me?

Where is she?

Where?

Where is Necmiye?

Where is that murderer?

Where are you killer!

Where are you?

Murderer!

My god I'm going crazy.

My god I'm going crazy, holy father.

God help me to keep my wits.

My son became my enemy.

He said "Those who have a kid can't kill another's".

Get up damn you. Get up damn you!

What kind of a mother are you damn it?

What kind of a mother?

And holy god took the child of the one who had.

My son, I have repented. Forgive me.

Forgive me my son.

Forgive me my son.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Adnan?

Forgive me.

Forgive me Adnan.

Hicran told Abdullah Hodja that she lived with her deceased husband Adnan...

...and their son Birol for a span of two months.

15 months after Abdullah Hodja broke the spell, Hicran remarried.

She currently resides in Biga, Çanakkale.

Everyday thousands of people in Turkey either cast a spell on someone or are exposed to a spell.

Sorcery is not only forbidden but also considered as one of the greatest sins in Islam!