Kids on the Block (Can Dostlar)

Children don’t want to play anymore, Mr. Barış.

Look, the park is empty!

We rented this apartment because it’s close to the park

but nobody plays there!

We’ve really become captives of technology.

All the children are at home, on the internet, playing computer games.

Yes, dear. You’re really right.

-It’s unbelievable. -That’s right.

We won’t be able to play in parks when we grow up anyway.

Why don’t we enjoy it while we still can?

But I’ll find a way to fix this!

How will you do it?

I’ll get all the children together and invite them to the park.

-Will you help me? -Of course I will!

Actually, let’s get the whole company together.

Oh, Dad, really?

Right. Right.

Let’s get together at the office right away and re-evaluate the graphs.

Right. I’ll be there in five minutes.

I’m setting the meetings for the presentation right now.

Right, I’m coming. See you, dear.

Beste, I’m leaving too, dear.

You know that you can share all your problems with me, right?

Right. Okay. Right.

Okay, Dad. I’ll e-mail you if there’s anything urgent!

Like father, like son!

Children get all these bad habits from their parents.

Looks like I need to get to work.

Look number one!

Hello, Beste!

You moved here one month, 13 days, 22 hours and 36 minutes ago.

But we’ve never found the occasion to talk.

What kind of music do you like? Me, mostly foreign music.

Mabel Matiz, for example.

Hello, Beste. I’m Cem.

I’m Cem.

Hello, Cem. I’m Beste! No, I’m Cem!

My eyes are blue, by the way! And they look green when I wear green.

So, how are your parents doing? Are they alright?

Look number three!

Look number five!

Look number ten!

Hello, Beste. What will become of Fenerbahçe?

Hello, Beste. I’m Cem.

Not good.

Hello, Beste. I’m Cem.

I don’t think I can do this.

Cem, my dear grandson.

You keep talking to mirrors. Why don’t you come and talk to me?

Grandma, adolescence is all about talking to yourself on the mirror!

Why can’t I talk to the mirrors in my own house?

Brother, she’s leaving!

What? She’s leaving? Run, run!

Come here.

Open the door! She’s about to leave.

No, I can’t do it.

Never mind. Perhaps another time. Come on.

Hair gel!

Hello, Beste. I’m Cem.

Hello, but how come you know my name? We’ve never met before.

I... I heard it through...

The walls! The walls are too thin.

We hear all your conversations at home.

That’s no good! You should mind your manners

if you’re to live in an apartment building!

I’ll bring this issue up at the next building management meeting!

I’m digressing. Ozan, stop me.

My brother put on hair gel for you!

Ozan, don’t be silly. This is the natural look of my hair!

What was the matter, by the way?

I know a great place to play. Would you like to come with me?

Of course, I’ll come with you.

You, me, playing outside... What a great idea!

-I’ll join you too! -No way. You’re still a child.

-You have no business going out! -Let him come.

Haven’t you put on your shoes yet? Come on, put them on and join us!

Anyway, you, me and this naughty boy... We’ll play together.

I was going to suggest inviting the other kids in the neighborhood but...

I was just about to suggest that! We’ll get bored otherwise!

Well, the...

I’ll look in the mirror and be right back.

Atlas is a great kid, but he’s a bit naughty.

How naughty could he be?

-What’s up, Cem? -Fine, buddy.

Well...

-why don’t you join us to play outside? -Okay.

Let’s go. I’ll ring the bells.

Hello, Doğa. I’m Beste. Would you like to play outside with us?

I was just looking for folks to play volleyball with!

I’m going out!

Come on, join me!

Looks like everyone was itching to play outside!

Anyway, Beste. Next up is Fatoş.

She’s a bit...

When I put it all together and think it over...

I still end up at the same place.

-I actually have a book to finish. -PRACTICAL RECYCLING

But if I don’t join you, I may regret it.

You’re a new group of friends.

Just the kind of thing I’ve been looking to get into.

But then, I’m hooked on this book.

To go out, or not to go out...

- That’s the question! - Okay, so let’s think it over again.

No, no!

This is getting too long, Fatoş. If you’re ready, let’s go out.

Let’s go! Let’s run!

Come on!

A family with children moved here recently.

We’re collecting kids like collecting dues!

Don’t interfere with the leader, buddy. She’s trying to start a group here.

Come here.

-Hello, I’m Beste. -And I’m Eda.

And I’m Seda!

I guess they throw in an extra kid for free here!

Look at them, they’re the same!

Not at all! We don’t look alike!

What? You’re the same!

We’re not!

They’re like day and night!

Right!

You really don’t look alike.

This one is day and the other is night!

Eraydın! Your friends are calling you.

Eat this, dear. There you go!

Eraydın, your friends are waiting. Go play with them outside.

My chubby boy! Wait a moment.

Take this with you, just in case. Okay?

Wait. Take these too.

What if your blood sugar goes down? Keep this with you. Just in case.

Let me give you these too. You might get hungry there.

You might faint or something. No, you don’t need those.

Just take these chocolates, and that’s all!

Look, we’re starting a diet tomorrow.

If not tomorrow, definitely on Monday!

I say let’s get out of there. These folks are on a bad diet!

Beste, you said you knew a place to play. Where shall we play?

Friends, pose for the photo!

Here! We’ll play in this park.

-What? In this park? -There’s no way I’m stepping in there.

Let’s go. Let’s not stay here any longer.

-Right. -Right.

What’s going on? Why are you leaving?

- Beste, can’t we play elsewhere? - Why? It’s a beautiful park!

Nobody in our neighborhood plays in this park.

Hey, kids! The park is great. Come in!

Look, someone’s playing there already.

Come! It looks spooky at first but you get used to it.

-Come on! -That’s it!

Whatever happens, I’m going in too. There’s a volleyball court inside!

-But it’s Bad Ka-- -Shh! Don’t mention his name!

Beste.

We’ve seen the park.

If everyone’s curiosity is satisfied, let’s go.

But why? It’s a beautiful park. Please, let’s play here!

I’ve never seen anyone play in this park since the day I was born.

-This place is cursed! -Just play! You’re so faint-hearted!

Don’t be afraid. I’m here.

Listen, short-straw. I don’t have time for you now.

Beste, a man called Bad Kazım lives in that house over there.

Bad?

That’s a nickname that leaves no doubt in one’s mind!

Why don’t you shut up! And who are you, by the way?

My name is Fırat. I’m fast as the wind!

I’ll take care of you later, little kid! Leave me alone now.

I’m not leaving. It’s not like you own the park!

Stop quarreling! Can someone tell me who this Bad Kazım is?

They say Bad Kazım is a man who doesn’t like children at all.

And they say he doesn’t let anyone play here.

And the children who don’t listen to him and keep playing...