Şahane Hayaller

My love to you was like a 18 layered cake.

In every layer there was a different fruit.

But the most delicious fruit was you.

13th floor, please.

Hello, ma'am!

We have a 18-storey hotel.

Every storey is beautiful.

Which floor, ma'am?

I already said 13th, sir.

Right.

What are we waiting for?

When the elevator is full we'll ride up.

Hello, sir.

-Which floor? -17th, please.

We'll wait for the elevator to be full.

Is this a jitney minibus? What do you mean by that?

I just follow the orders, sir.

Why are you looking at me like that? Get in, man.

Come on, man!

Oh, God!

Ladies and gentlemen, hold tight.

We're riding up!

FROM NALETBEBE WONDERFUL DREAMS

Ömer, what the hell, man?

Are you riding a jitney minibus or something?

What do you mean by not riding the elevator until it's full?

This is a five star hotel!

They told me it's a four star.

What if it's a four star?

-Get out, man! -Man?

You're being rude now.

-Sedat. -You call me Sedat now, huh?

Not sir?

You're fired!

You are firing me? Well, I came here to resign anyway.

Fire me, huh? Fire me till morning.

We have updated the menu, Manager, sir.

So what, man?

Look at him. Look at his outfit.

You're making them wear these clothes

but someday someone will come for them.

Sedos!

Ismet, how are you doing, man?

Hello, Ömer. The usual, man. Working, you know.

How are you? Have you taken a break?

Nope. Not a break. I just resigned.

You break your back for a firm,

you work up a sweat everyday

but they won't tolerate even the slightest mistake you make.

Didn't you start to work here this morning, man?

So what, man?

If a person, a corporate mentality do this on your first working day,

can you imagine what they'll do in the coming years?

There're a lot of offers anyway. I'll consider them.

What offers?

NASA called me. They said they appreciate my elevator lifts.

They want me to ride a rocket.

I'll go there to ride a rocket.

Are you being serious?

I just pulled your leg.

I think you went haywire while trying to collect valet fees.

Be well. Take care, Ismet.

See you.

Rasit, man, what up?

Ömer, how are you, man?

To hell with your advice, man.

What the heck does it mean not ride the elevator until it's full?

They fired me.

What do you want from me?

I am a minibus driver for as long as I can remember.

Of course that would be my professional advice.

You have a point.

Why don't you give me a ride home?

Hop in.

-I don't have any money though. -Get on, man.

Hop in.

We are "Ankaraite" till death!

Ankara is a passion

We never left anyone in the lurch they got off the minibus voluntarily

Why don't you get off?

Why are you looking me right in the eye?

You're making me nervous.

Listen, man.

Don't you think we work well in tandem?

Didn't you see how people were satisfied with the service?

Why don't I work with you?

What do you say?

I'll work for you for just 2500 Liras?

I won't claim benefits. What do you think, man?

Are you joking, Ömer?

Well, bus drivers have assistants. Minibus drivers can have them too.

I am already exhausted from heat, man.

Don't push my buttons. Get off, man! Go on!

All right then.

Go on!

What's up, man?

-I'm good. What's up? -Fine. Take it easy, man.

-Thanks. -I just got off work.

Hello!

Oh my! Ömer, what's up with the outfit?

Don't tell me you have become a Janissary band member.

Edip, man!

I'm just working on something new.

To show my mood I made this costume.

You're funny, Ömer.

I see my paper has arrived.

It has, Ömer. Of course it has.

Here you go, son.

They really improved it.

Soon it'll be glossy too.

-I'm leaving. -Let me buy you a glass of tea.

-My mom is waiting for me. -Your mom?

-Have a good one. -Good bye!

Ömer?

How is your mother doing?

Is she okay?

-My mother? -How is your mother?

Am I asking you about your mother?

You can, son. Go on, ask about my mother.

Why should I ask about your mother, Edip?

You ask about my mom every time I come here.

Good God!

From now on you won't ask about my mother, nor I about yours.

Why did you get worked up, son?

I have a reason to ask about your mother.

He's obsessed with my mother.

Ömer?

What's up, Kubra?

-How are you? -Fine. How about you?

I'm fine too.

The outfit really suits you.

Thank you. Thanks.

Is she crazy or something?

I bump into her wherever I go. It suits me? My foot!

They printed in minuscule fonts again.

How can a person read it?

I gave promises to myself

All flashy

I have an animal in me

Very noisy

I have buzzed around frantically

My love to you is

Very insulated

What do you mean by "insulated"?

-Like jacketing? -Very funny.

You got it. Even if just a bit.

Mom!

You know our neighbor is insulating their building.

I think he took inspiration from them.

What gives?

Both you and mom are screwing around with me this morning.

Mom, please don't laugh. Why don't you take me seriously?

Don't you think I have a right to communicate my feelings?

Son, what would happen if it was a full page print?

They don't have much money, so they print just ten of it in total.

You buy one of them,

and the other nine prints are used as a table cover.

Why are you laughing, girl?

Why are you laughing, huh?

Wipe the cheese on your mouth first!

You, useless girl!

I'm off.

Hey, hold on.

Where are you off to?

Shouldn't you be at work now?

-Well? -They fired me.

But ask me why?

Okay. Why?

Mom, the manager called me in.

He read my poems.

He said he couldn't believe the strong emotions I have,

all that suffering.

He said he cried his eyes out till morning.

He said “Ömer, I can't keep you here.

You have a promising future. Just go with the flow.”

You mean

you did everything to get fired.

That's what he said. I swear I didn't do anything wrong.

Yeah right! No way! Can you ever do something wrong?

It was wrong of me to give you birth!

Go on, tell me you don't give me your blessings either!

Dear God! I'll buzz off.

What are you writing, man?

How old are you,

-kid? -I am 17, bro.

You see this notebook here.

All my emotions and my flowing passions are in it.

-All is in here. -Are you a poet?

You see me in a black t-shirt and you take me for a comedian, huh?

Man, your poem has no measures or rhymes.

What are you talking about, man?

What do you know about measures or rhymes anyway?

You think you are Ahmet Selcuk Ilkan?

Look at you with those weird earrings.

Sod off!

He has a screw formed earring!

In this age it's all about easy money.

If you make easy money somewhere don't you ever let it go.

-Am I mistaken? -Look at it, man.

She made 4 million Liras from this book.