All language subtitles for Nyfes.AKA.Brides.2004

Come on, Eleni.

- Come, Niki.
- Eleni... How's Eleni?

Eleni?

Eleni?

Eleni?

Ah, Eleni...

It's me!

My sister!

My little girl.

What did this man
do to you?

Hey children!

Come on, let's go to the tree.

Here?

Up here? On this
branch here?

Pretty.

Isn't it pretty?

Allah opened the skies today.

Yes he did.

-Have you got anything for me?
- Yes.

- Key.
- Thanks.

Two messages.

And... a package.

- All for you, mr. Harris.

A present?

I hope so, Gilmes.
Thank you.

Dear Norman, your photographs of the
war between the Greeks and the Turks

in Asia Minor are interesting

although too artistic for a
daily newspaper.

Unfortunately, we have already
hired another one of your colleagues.

How could he slip out
of our hands!

To lose such a tailor!

Chicago!

I couldn't stand it, Uncle.

God gave our family daughters.

Like locusts.

No grooms, no portions!

If it wasn't for the war...

- My dearies will remain single.
- Seven.

Seven marriage cousins.

So let's send to that Prothromos
another one.

This time, from my family.

My Alexandra is ready to travel
to the world's end..

Alexandra, say so yourself.

And she's 27...

- 29.
- Shh!

Brother...

...I have four unmarried girls and
I'm a widow.

I want another chance.

Nikis' godmother knows I
need another chance.

Niki.

Your turn.

Prothromos is a very
honest man.

Prothromos is very honest.

Now you know good English,
I'll teach you some more.

Then why did you call us? You had
already decided.

It's unfair.

And God watches!

Haro!

Haro!

Haro!

My daughter. Haro?

Haro!

Antonis...

Antonis.

My long-haired Haro.

The Doctor said that on Monday
we'll break the plaster.

I'm positive.

I want to return to Samothrace strong.

Haro...

...you haven't told me
the colour of your eyes yet.

Brown maybe?

What would I do all these months
without your letters?

I kiss you.

Soldier Antonis Memas.

God's servant Hareklia (Haro)
takes

...God's servant Constantinos.

In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Have a nice trip to America.

Forgive me.

I wanted to admire you
as a bride.

Grandpa...

Natalia Petrova.

Daria lvanova.

Maria Nuamova

Did you go to the doctor
I told you about?

Olga, my little.

With this you have paid
for your ticket.

OK. We'd like to look at the
young man.

OK. Sit down, sit down.

OK. Genadi Louisin.

30 years old. Railroad worker at the
west coast of America.

Look at those eyes.

Handsome son of a bitch.

We wrote to each other

on the 2nd of May, 1922, which is
of course today, in other words

at 10 o'clock precisely, which is

...midnight American time...

...a priest will place a ring on
the finger of the lucky fianc�.

OK please, please, everybody, please,
let's have quiet.

Thank you very much.

Step over here.

Yeah.

I announce the engagement of
the servant of God, Olga

to the servant of God, Genadi.

Please.

So, you're now engaged.

Feel good?

When I arrived, there was
a blizzard.

That's right.

The snow was 1 metre high.

I cried for 15 days.

I couldn't handle Chicago.

And you think I will?

I swear to Dad's bones, Niki.

Prothromos is a soft man.

It's the second woman he takes
from the same house.

He agreed immediately.

Even I found it strange.

Do you love here, on
the island?

Did I ever sew a new dress
to go on a date?

Did I ever put jasmine
on my chest?

Did I ever expect the postman?

Love...

Love is for the loiterers, Eleni.

But I miss it.

If it was a stranger...

Someone who would wait for me.

I migrate in order to get married with
the same wedding dress...

Holding the same picture as
you did last year.

Are you sure?

If you've got the cash, yes.

Sold to Boston World, then.

From Smyrna Gazette to the Boston
World.

And you just take my
first pay check.

Get out of here.

Good luck, kid.

And watch your ass in battle.

Have a good trip, big guy.

It's been a while since you read my
palm, Emine. What does it say now?

A wave will erase all your
past life.

It already has.

I'm going to start over again.

How?

Who knows?

Selling automobiles, maybe.

Or shoes.

And no more pictures?

I'm going home.

At least maybe I can
save my marriage.

Hey!

Hey! The glasses!

- Who did you ask?
- I'll pay you.

- You got them from the table..
- We didn't steal them, we'll pay..

Look at a man...

Calm down, forget him.

We'll find elsewhere.

Who are all these women?

They are the mail order brides.

Wares, rape, orphan hood
earthquakes, poverty,...

...that's what's driving
these women away..

- To where?
- To America.

Which is full of unmarried
immigrants.

Dear God...

don't let the sea get angry.

Make America beautiful.

Make it look like Russia.

Are you from Samothrace?

Anyone from Samothrace?

No, Russian.

Anyone from Samothrace?
- I don't know.

Any girl from Samothrace?

Yianenna here.

My sugarplum, "zaharenio mou".

Anyone from Samothrace?

Over here!

Come!

Sit.

Sit with us.

What's that?

My grandpa's oud.

He taught me how to play.

- Are you dressmakers?
- I am.

Kalmia and garlic.

The broom asked for
his favourite food.

He says that the American
garlic doesn't smell.

Prothomos.

Chicago'da terzi d�kkan� var.

He'll sew clothes for men
and I for women.

He asked for any woman, as long
as she doesn't nag.

What could I do?

Four women count on me.

And four men count on me.

I'm Niki.

All these six are from
the island.

Angeliki, Lemonia...

- Katerina.
- Margarita.

- Antigone.
- Maria.

Samothrace is out to
conquer Chicago!

I'm Haro. I'm from Thrace.

In Thrace I made sweets. But
the earthquake toppled the shop.

I'm going to Canada to marry
a pastry-cook.

Ohh! Is he from Samothrace?

Is the pastry-cook
from Samothrace?

No, no.
Not him.

Making friends is wonderful.
Making money's fine.

Hey girls!

- Let's have a dance.

A dance?

Cheers!

It's a nice party, eh?

You know each other.
Maria.

Mister Harris...

...our friend Emine told me that
you are an excellent war photographer.

I'd like to ask you a favour.

Take my portrait..

For the newspaper of my island.

Mykonos.

Fat Yiorgos, the ship's photographer,
did not do a good job.

Both times I came out with
my eyes closed.

I'm sorry, but my photography
days are over.

So...A war is the only
thing that

inspires you?

Exclusively manly things?

A war doesn't inspire me.

What...

What about these?

Sweet, huh?

- I was never so lucky mister...
- Karabulat.

Ka- ra- bu- lat.

From the beautiful land of Georgia.

You should photograph it some time.

I run immigration agency. I have
seventy passengers on board.

Congratulations. I thought you
imported spicy photographs.

What's wrong with spicy
photographs?

Those eastern women...

...ethereal bodies...

...they make you sigh.

Yeah.

This is not pornography.

- It is art.
- Well, sure. Fine. I understand..

Well, if you wish to see them
I'm in the cabin 57.

- OK, thank you. Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too. Thank you.

Good evening.
(Kalispera)

Good evening.

Where are the other girls?
(Pou einai...)

They left.

- Your English is good..
- Thank you.

My godmother taught me English
and sewing.

I'm a seamstress.

What's your name?

Mine is Norman.

My name's Niki...

Douka.

Well then mine's Norman Harris.

What papers were you...tearing?

You were tearing photographs!

I was a photographer.

You are not anymore?

Right now I'm nothing
but a passenger.

Like me.

Or less.

I'm neither a seamstress
nor a bride.

If... you have more photographs

...don't tear them.

Just give them to me.

What will you do with them?

Even photographs of strangers are...

very good for decoration.

Your house must have a lot
of photographs.

Only one.

- Your parents' wedding?
- No.

My father in his coffin.

- I'm sorry.
- Yes.

My father in his coffin and...

...all the family around him.

This is the way in my island.

Many people have their...

...only photograph when they're dead.

So what photograph did you
send to America?

I did not.

The girls from my island

we sent birth papers so the
husbands know our age.

Here.

Haro's veil.

So you mend wedding gowns as well.

700 down there.

Most of them are second, third hand.

Good night.

Where are you from?

I'm from a place I will
never see again.

And one, and two! Let's go!

Evelyn, bacaklar�n� serbest b�rak!

Oh Carol, you put on some
weight, darling! Take a break!

Oh, captain!

The "9 Muses" is their big hit.

They may be a bit rusty after the tour
of the antiquities but

three or four more rehearsals
and they'll fly again.

Sure Marion, sure.

Once they've seen the Acropolis,
Troy...

...and the Delphi up close they'll soar.

These women are bored
with their marriages.

They wouldn't know how to
put a roast in the oven.

By the way Marion, there is a sewing machine
and a tailor in first class

- Who can replace your stolen costumes.
- Oh! Does he embroider?

That's asking for a lot.

There is a seamstress
in third class.

Niki Douka.

Great. Nikola!

Go find Niki Douka.

Tell her that there's a good job
for her in first class.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Come on girls! Lt's stick
those chests out.

The moustache doesn't suit him.

Tell me more about Antonis.

Well... He joined the army.

About 5 years ago.

I remember his hair...

Black.

Is it only his hair
that you remember?

His house was far away.
2 hours by foot.

Near St. Elias church.

2 hours by foot.

How did it look like?

Blue windows.

Small.

Just that?

A jasmine...

...big like a forest.

Come on, remember more.

He chanted at the church.

The vicar choral said he would
send him to study Byzantine music.

Is that so?

Imagine...

If it's written on 27th
January 1922,

it's the sixth letter.

We'd better keep them in order.

27th of January, 1922.

Dear Haro, our life will change
in Samothrace.

You will really like it there.

The Aegean Sea shines in blue
from our vineyard.

Once again, you don't mention
the colour of your eyes.

You always forget to.

I kiss you,

Antonis Memas.

Beautifully written.

Who'd expect it from Antonis?

A real love letter.

I'm going to be like a sculpture
at the ruins of Ephesus.

I'm sorry darling, we have
a rehearsal.

OK! Let's begin!

Well done, ladies!

Make the tunics as short
as possible.

No one's interested in their art.

Come outside, hurry up!

I'll see you this evening.

You're very good at your work.

Every person has a gift.

What kind of photographs
did you make?

Unusual ones.

Who paid?

Nobody.

Then why?

I like to take photographs of
things that others pass over.

Details.

The minor things.

Minor things.

- Did you photograph Americans?
- I sold to Americans..

It was still the fashion then to
mail postcards of landscapes.

Do you understand?

A little.

Can you still make
a photograph?

Who'd be interested?

The brides from my island.

Not you?
(Esy ohi?)

Ohi.
(No.)

I don't have my camera anymore,
anyway.

What, you lost it?

I sold it.

By the time you go to Canada,
it won't be visible.

When I declined to migrate

...my father beat me up.

I packed and tried to
go to The City (Istanbul).

My little brother gave me his pocket
money to buy Antonis cherries and cigars.

But my father found out.

He chased me in the corn fields...

And caught me.

He beat me up.

Even though he loves me very much.

Then why?

He was desperate.

If I don't get the boys to America,
they'll be drafted in the army.

12 and 16 years old.

I brought them up.

And suddenly, Canada.

What do we know about them, Niki?

Only their job and address.

How are we going to
sleep with a stranger?

Only rice, Heracles.

I can't stand anything else.

Heracles takes care of me.

This is the only place where I
enjoy a bite to eat.

Captain...

If your proposition still holds
and you can lend me a camera...

...I'll take your portrait after dinner.

What changed your mind?

A face like yours is
hard to resist.

Is that so?
And who will you take after, then?

Handsome Heracles or
skinny Yiorgos?

Actually, I was thinking of taking
the portraits of the ladies in third class.

With their wedding veils on as well.

But there are 700 of them.

700 pairs of eyes!

Mister Harris...

Five of my first cousins

and four of my nieces
were mail-order brides.

You'd better show those women...
respect.

It's like snow in the summer.

Good morning.
(in Turkish)

Good morning...
in English.

My name is Norman Harris and...

...I just want to thank you for
allowing me this favour of

taking your photographs.

It's incredible...the way you
all look it's...

very beautiful.

You're all dressed but it's
gonna take sometime.

Nicolas is my assistant
over there

and he'll help me photograph your
beautiful head dresses.

It's great, I love these flowers
as well. It's great.

I know some of you are from
different countries

and I'll try and take
the photograph with...

Good luck ,sir.

Thank you.
I need your good wishes.

If Nicolas gets bored of me I
might need your English as well.

You're wearing black?

I don't need a photograph.

Niki...

please stay for the
first photograph.

For luck.

Nicolas! Let's do this.

Let's get going.

You'd like to be the first?
Here we go.

Everybody, sit down.

OK, go.

Like this.

- I want you to look down here, the lens.
- Aikaterini. 23 years old.

Aikaterini. Very beautiful name.
There you go.

OK. A beautiful picture.

Smile.

Yeah. Good.

Angeliki. 19 years old.

- Are you finished?
- Yes.

- You like it?
- Very nice.

- I'll see you later.
- OK.

- Hey Yiorgos.
- Oh, hello..

May I peak at the blushing brides?

No charge of that.

But I'm willing to
pay, Yiorgos.

For some negatives.

You can tell the American they
were mislaid.

Sorry, but I can't help you.

Sorry, but the American keeps
them in his cabin.

Hey! Excuse me.

Yelena Missin. Russian.
Give me her photograph, please.

I am her best man and guardian, and
her future husband is very correct.

I haven't photographed her bottom,
mr Karabulat. She has nothing to fear.

I won't even allow you to photograph her
face or even half her face or even her profile

so please give me the photographs.

- As soon as I develop them.
- You have...

You have developed them.

- But she herself did not refuse.
- She herself has been taught never to say no.

I'll ask her.

It is not for her to say, I mean
that is how the agency works.

Well this is not how I work.

Well... Let us not lose any heart over
this. There is somebody on board
who will deal with it for me.

Ten years younger.

Show them to fat Yiorgos.

Tell him to pack.

I will, my Captain.

The Russians, leave them out,
friend Norman.

Has their guardian forbid it?

I forbid it.

Can you tell me why?

Money.

What money?

Mr. Karabulat is very particular.

But he is a regular customer of the
Argonautical steaming company

Eleven years now without fail.

The remaining women are enough.

And more than enough at that.

What do you put inside?

Good morning.

Good morning.

I bought this one when I
was planning a trip to Greece.

It's an English Greek phrase book.

Read it the other way around.
I'd like you to have it.

The sun's making
your eyes shine.

What did he say?

He said that he's hungry.

It's about time.

Antigone, come on.

You speak English well.

Haro, wait for me.

Thank you.

From my island.

Black olives.

Samothrace?

(In Greek)
Samothraki.

What is your village?

Detroit.

But my father was born in Ireland.

So you're not American-American.

Your mother was mail-order
bride too?

No.

No.

My father, he saw her scaling halibut.

It's a fish. She was scaling a fish one day
in the market place...

And he saw her and he fell in love
with her curly red hair.

I became a photographer because I
couldn't stand the smell of fish.

I wish I could show you some of
the places I've been.

Minor things.

I think I know that song.

Up to the age of 16 I sang
and danced a lot.

After that... finished.

You know... I've seen more
than 50.000 palms in my life.

Adulterous' hands are dry.
Ministers' are cold.

The hands of diplomats are like...
Like linen.

Let me see your palm!

I want to read your future.

K�smetini.

For free.

No need.

I know mine.

So, what are you going to do my friend,
about Yelena, the Russian woman?

I'm not in the mood right now.

Send her as a gift to the
Turkish Engineer.

Oh, don't go celibate now my friend,
Captain Marinos.

Thank God, I have found first
class quality again.

You know, in 1917 I had the
bunch of 11 women with big tits.

In 1919 they all had blue eyes
and little beauty spots.

1920, voluptuous asses.

Now I have... virgins.

With guarantee.

Olga Kratingova. 16 years old.

Resident of Taganrok. Found to be
anatomically a virgin.

April 1922.

A little... cunt of gold.

I've seventy women, they will pick up
a shovel and take the whole of Oklahoma.

But I have six who are destined
for special employment.

Anyway, go easy on
the photographer.

Don't provoke him.

Here Nicolas, take these.

- Take them to the lab.
- Niki.

Don�t forget to do the
Captain's jacket.

There's no film in the camera.

I just wanna see your face.

I'm going to rip off all my buttons just so
I can watch you sew them
back again with your hands.

Then you'll pay double.

Niki Douka. Tell me
something about yourself.

There is nothing special,
mr. Norman Harris.

Don�t you have dreams?

Yes.

A Singer machine.

Nothing else?

- Fabric.
- And?

And...
A lot of customers.

Is that all?

Yes, that is all.

I don't believe a word.

They all say: "Niki do this, Niki do
that, Niki come, Niki go".

- "Niki, you are the father of the family".
- Are you?

Yes, I am.

People like you make us
appreciate life.

No.

Not me.

My father.

Like father, like daughter.

My father was a very
funny man.

Mine, he was very vivid.

Like a hurricane.

Like father, like son.

You made a joke.

Page 27. English proverb.
Not a joke.

In Greece, mostly men
make jokes.

You are onboard now.
You're not in Greece.

So you can say any
joke you want.

Yelena from Odessa.

Why you put me
here in the dark?

You'll see.

I see nothing.

Siga-siga.
Don't be in a hurry.

I am in a hurry.

They're gonna look for me.

Just give me a minute.

I don't have a minute.

I want to go.

Look.

See its magic?

In America, the rich paint their servants
black to distinguish them.

- Will they paint us as well?
- Don't be stupid!

We'll be ladies with ring, hat and
a purse of our own.

- Our own purse?
- Sure.

Miss Kardaki...

...I wanted to ask you.

Do you believe that we marry
the appropriate ones?

There aren't appropriate or not.
The workers don't think about things like that.

My father used to choose
the grooms.

He was too choosy.

So the time passed.

Now I give in marriage others.

This is my tenth transatlantic voyage.

Always for the same sacred reason.

I have experience.

Especially for the immigrants,
love is big trouble.

Close your eyes...

and dream...

a huge country.

Do you know how many men wear old shirts?
How many need a new one?

Millions!

Well, my girl...

sit tight and get weaving!

In 10 years' time your tailor shop
will be huge!

In the East...

...the men steal the one they love
on a night with no moon

and run far away on a white horse.

Beyaz at�n �st�nde.

Say that again.

I said, in the East...

I'd like to read your palm.

Come with me.

We'll go down. Find
a quiet corner.

Oh no.

Another time, Norman.

Let me get some sun.

And one... And two...
And three... And four...

And circle!

Very nice my dear.

Thank you.

Transatlantic voyages require
dances and festivities.

To kill time.

What I really long for is
a freighter with a crew of 20 men.

My cook Heracles, no passengers, and
to be somewhere in the Indian ocean.

Let's go to the upper deck.

- To smell the ocean...
- Ah, yes.

Very good idea.

Another time, Marion.
Thank you.

Ladies and Gentlemen, it's
time for a glass of Ouzo.

You've got eyes like
my Marussa's.

In America...

my first job...

...is to send colour pencils
to my younger sister.

She's 15.

She paints.

Shell.

Wave.

You miss her?

I love her.

There is a lake in Chicago.

My Godmother says, it is
big like Aegean Sea.

Good for me.

Greek people die without blue.

Sometimes Irish people too.

My grandmother...

...always used to talk about...

the waves crashing against the rocks.

First she would be nostalgic.

Then she would get melancholy.

When she was nostalgic she cooked
salty foods and when she was melancholic

...she baked cakes.

Do you understand?

Nostalghia...

Greek word.

Melancholy?

Melanholia.

Niki my darling, I thought about
you all last night.

That's more or less how a love
letter begins,

isn't it, Niki?

You've gotten such letter,
right Niki?

Nicolas just told me that you read
them to Haro.

They are... hers.

You've never gotten such letters?

Never.

Yelena.

Last night he took
another Russian.

When she came back, she
smelled perfume.

What if he comes for me tomorrow?

(Russian)
The next one, tomorrow night.

God bless you.

You really are taking
your time, huh?

For seven days now and still
sewing, sewing, sewing.

Maybe the lady likes first class.

Sew it yourself.

Huh?

What did you say to me?

What did you say?

I said sew it yourself.

Sew it myself, eh?

Ok, yes. Sew it myself.

Now, you sew it.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm not Yelena.

Don't you ever talk that way to me.

- OK?
- You're a bad man, sir.

You... You bitch!

You're no saint.

You have a past and I
will find it out.

Niki?

- What's wrong?
- So how do you cook red mullet...

...do you bake it in an oven?

I was just asking her about
Greek island recipes.

If you don't want me to
humiliate you just shut your mouth.

Niki!

What happened? Tell me!

It's OK.

She's Russian. I don't
want to speak.

That son of a bitch Karabulat
threatened me.

I've heard of mr. Karabulat.

He has benefited hundreds
of Russian girls.

Miss Kardaki. You have to
listen to me!

Look, my philosophy is different.

5 women will

I know what I'm saying
and I have proof.

Newborn babies pictures...

Invitations to christenings.

Those transatlantic voyages
are blessed.

I have ticket discount.
I can't risk it.

Mind your own business.

Only one week is left.

But we're not animals.
Neither we nor they!

Obviously, I don't want to
scare my orphans. That's all!

Go inside, kid.

You've been standing here
for three hours.

Forget the worries
and get some rest.

Before I mess you up
good, I want a word with you.

Oh, bravo to our modest seamstress
for spilling her guts.

Big bravo to the little squealer.

Bring our distinguished artist here a cup
of the

fragrant mountain tea that I bring you.

- What a performance. You've got talent.
- Indeed I have.

- You're a snake in the grasses!
- Indeed I am, thank you!

- Bastard!
- Oh well, I am that too.

You know, I never knew my father
but my mother,

she had the balls of ten men.

You know, three years ago, some poor,
sentimental fool denounced me to the police.

- And?
- Yes; and, and...

...you should have heard the screams of
those four poor cunts as
they tracked them back to hell..

- You're a son of a bitch!
- Oh no.

Bachelors immigrants,
non-immigrants

...they appreciate me.

Men need women like a foot
needs a shoe.

You can walk without it
but it hurts.

Come to think of it,

you're a bachelor too.

Do you fuck occasionally?

My mothers wedding dress.

Today I'm gonna photograph the
rest of the Russian brides with
or without wedding dresses.

Olga! Ol...

Nicolas.

Why don't you stand
next to Olga?

Me?

Yes you. Go on,
don't waste my time.

Good.

Very nice.

I won't stay in the ships to get drowned
like my brother.

I'll open a restaurant.

Myrovolos Mykonos.

So, Godfather, give me my
payments that you have kept for me.

Do you want it now?

Yes.

Will you open it in New York?

In Piraeus.

Will you cook?

Olga.

So they were right.

Secluding her...

Syrups and pictures!

So the lady needs the money
right now.

Stupid!

To have your money spent
on a whore.

She's no whore!

What will you tell your mother?

Just a little piece of shit
and you're going to be a groom.

You're a 50 year old man and have affairs,
won't I have now I'm 17?

Shut up!

Thankless one!

And you're like my son.

It's all this photographer's fault.

Damn kid.

To call me an old man.

Same groom for
five Russian girls!

Let's go.

My Haro.

Now we have to take care
of the others. Hang in there.

Did you have to tell everyone?

It was all a mistake, my dear
Norman. It has happened before.

Believe me, I'll take care
of it immediately.

With so many immigrants my employer
has to deal with it. It's

perfectly natural for there to be
some kind of mix-up with the photographs.

Olga is 16 years old!

She looks 20.

- What about Yelena from Odessa?
- My job, sir, is to make sure you
don't drown..

I'm not an immigration agency.

Or the vice squad.

But then, immigration agencies have
loaded customers on the King Alexander.

A couple of years ago...

...a Romanian...

...an excellent colleague...

...sent photographs to some
poor village girls.

Instead of being of prospective
grooms they were...

Norman, they were photographs

of movie stars!

You figure out a way to...

You'd better figure out a way

to fix it for those 5 girls or
you'll never reach New York.

I lost Haro last night. She wondered
on the deck alone for hours.

I found her just before sunrise.

I can't stop thinking of all
of you down there.

I don't feel I belong up
here anymore.

When we get to America
you'll fly away.

You will fly away
like a bird.

I will never see you again.

Would you like to see
me again?

America is such a big place.

People get lost.

And I will fly...by train.

New York-Chicago.

Third class ticket.
7 dollars.

I want to thank you for
putting the Georgian man in his place.

My soul was trembling for the
little one, for Olga.

You already missed dinner.

You'll miss dessert, too.

I don't want to go.

- Your eyes are so beautiful...
- What did you say?

I can smell the rain.

St Nicolas...

St Nicolas!

- St Nicolas!
- Haro!

- Haro, I'm here.

It's me, Nicolas.

Nicolas, the cabin boy.

- But I saw St Nicolas.
- Where?

Over there.

- Haro, you're wrong.
- I saw him I tell you!

- St Nicolas is the protector of the sailors.
- I saw him last night!

- He came to my pillow.
- What did he say?

I heard something like a chant.

- I heard Antonis chanting!
- What Antonis, Haro?

- Antonis! I tell you, I heard him!
- Haro!

Haro, either you're crazy
or you have fever...

Let's go inside to put on
a compress.

It's because I sinned.

I promised him eternal love.

Hide me, Nicolas. In the
kitchen or in the machines.

- I want to go back to Greece.
- Even if I do...

...a day before we arrive we have
general cleaning

to avoid fines.

- They'll find you..
- I'll beg the captain!

Some hopes...

- Are you hurt?
- I fell down.

Shall we go?

Come on.

I'll get you some hot soup.

Let's go.

A lot of stars tonight.

In my trunk...

...I drag a bridal dress.

Which travelled the Atlantic
many times.

Back and forth.
Back and forth.

1909 with my godmother...
1921...

...and now, 1922.

Very unlucky dress.

Back and forth.
Back and forth.

Niki. 25.
Samothraki.

Niki...

Samothraki

"Why doesn't your father believe that

I won't be a cripple?"

-"Maybe next year..."
-"On May..."

"We'll be together at the island."

How many letters?

- Thirty? Forty?
- Don't be jealous.

There isn't a single kiss
of his on my lips.

Haro, we'd better not
read more.

No good.

With this, we've read
them all.

It was the last one.

Bravo!
Bravo!

If only your Marussa were alive to
dance for you.

That goddess broke hearts.

Try to find another wide like that.

We are knee-deep in whores.

I did not always treat her
as she deserved.

The sea...you know.

You look ahead...

...and suddenly you
see nothing...

...fog.

You from Thessalonica!

The captain's wife favourite.

They say that people
from Samos are good.

You'll have a quiet life
in Canada.

I'll write you.

Try to learn how to write
so you'll send me letters!

Niki should be here.

After all she did all these costumes.

You don't understand what a kind
of person she is.

She's very proud.

When I was younger I was
just like Niki.

Hard-working, stubborn,
manly strength.

And all that to end up living at
the age of 60 with a cat.

The cruel distance

...may divide...

...old friends of mine...

...that friendship...

...still abide...

...unchanged by time.

I found this poem on
Norman's book.

We'll learn English.

We'll work.

6 dollars a week.

We'll have children.

That will never play at
Thrace and Samothrace.

But they'll study.

And before you know it, Canada
will be full of Greeks.

Greek people everywhere.
Remember that.

Come on. Let's not bring
bad luck to our fate.

We gave our word.

Even though we love other people.

You as well as I.

I know everything, Niki.

I've seen how you
look at the photographer.

- It's not enough.
- And how he looks at you.

- Nor that is enough.
- It is.

Only this is enough.

For me it's late.

But you have time.

Go away with him, Niki.

At any occasion, go with him.

Ladies and Gentlemen!

Greek Night will end with a
rousing performance from Haro and her oud.

Captain, if you've no objections
I'll bring her to the lounge.

- Niki!

Man overboard!

Stay back, quickly!

To the left!

The crew made...

...every effort...

...to save her.

But all attempts...

...were in vain.

First will be Hesperus.

Then Sirius.

Later, Orion.

And when it gets dark...

...you can see the little ones.

They all travel west.

They all come from the East.

From the East to the West...

Like us.

Yes.

- If you want the oud...
- Captain...

Will you give me your word...

each time the ship passes

from the point we lost Haro...

...will you tell the cook to boil
some wheat?

...throw some kollyva
in the sea.

All right.

S' agapo.
I love you.

No.

I can't help it.

- Do not love me.
- But I do.

- I am Greek.
- So?

Stop!

In a few hours we'll be
in America.

Your tailor will be
waiting for you.

A stranger!

Prothromos is a very honest man!

My family can't do this to
him once again!

I don't understand.

I replaced my sister, Eleni

who could not stand America
and came back.

I'm a substitute bride.

For God's sake,
it's inhuman!

- How could you understand us?
- I understand!

- Then don't love me!
- How can I lose you now, Niki?

How can I forget you now?
It's not possible anymore.

Can not be.

Understand?

Then help me.

Prothromos is waiting for
a second time.

It's a matter of honour to
my family!

If I come with you...

...if I come with you...

...all my family will have
a bad name!

No marriage for my
sisters and cousins.

My uncle, my cousin Alexandra
All my family will be...

will be cursing one another.

I must go to Chicago. I must
marry Prothromos. I must.

For the women of my family...For
the six girls from Samothrace.

Too many womens depend on me.
Too many womens!

Wrong.

Right.

"Womens" is wrong.

It's just women.

Yes.

Yes.

We're just women.

What a sweet night.

Look at the stars.

So beautiful, so miraculous.

You know, when I can't sleep
I like strolling along the deck.

Singing Georgian songs.

Listen, my lady. You will
never forget him.

That will be your punishment.

It is not a punishment to
remember someone you love.

The punishment is to forget him.

Then...

...I have been punished.

To hell with my godfather.

Norman?

Norman!

Niki my darling, I thought
about you all last night.

We're here, girls!

There's America!

You look beautiful.

- Is someone meeting you?
- No.

Norman, my boy...

Get up the courage and go
tell her goodbye.

Elveda.

Goodbye, Emine.

Good luck.

- Thank you.
- Good luck.

Captain...

why were you so distant?

That was that.

When everybody gets off,
unlock him.

- Tell him to sweep the oils.
- All right, Captain.

Tell him there's a present.

A hat.

From Norman Harris.

I want you to have this.

Your hair...

You love me, I know you do.
I can see it in your eyes.

Come with me.

Oh, Niki!

Don't follow him
to Chicago.

You like to be alone.

You always travel alone.

You do not need other people.

That's not true, Niki.

Niki...I love you.

For shorter than a moment...

eyes look at each other...

...a whole life may pass...

...and not be disremembered.

I can not translate.

Read my eyes.

You see?

We end here.

Norman...

If only we had her picture, brother.

Prothromos, hold the flowers.

With all of us
being moustached...

...she'll have trouble recognizing you.

Her sister had trouble as well.

But how could I do it
for a second time?

With her sister, for God's sake.

Don't worry, brother.

Everything will be fine.

Take this.

It is Haros' bridal dress.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Miss Thora!

Thora Koutsoukos!

Angela Poulxeos.

Little Katinaki from Chios?

Paraskevoula Petimertzis?

I'm Niki Douka.

It's late, Niki.

Time to round up our scissors.

I�ve made soup.
It will get cold.

Didn't you ask for a wife
that wouldn't nag?

Here I am.

I don't mind working long.

In Smyrna, it was St. Anna

that cured nagging.

Outside form the church,
on a tree...

Christians and Muslims hang their rags.

I've been told about this.

Just so you don't say you never
received a love letter.

I fell in love with your hands that have
been pricked a thousand
times by the sewing needles.

Then with your brown eyes...
Matia kastana.

...so serious.

Niki, we're from different
worlds you and I.
Esy ki ego...

Worlds that met by chance.

Worlds that are star-crossed...

...that can never come together.

You are the being I will
miss forever.

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