The Cut

Master Nazaret!

May God bless you.

Open the door!

Armenians!

Open up!

- Who is it? - Gendarmes.

What do you want?

What is it?

The Sultan has issued an order.

Christian and Muslim men over the age of 15 are required to fight.

You're a soldier now.

- Right now? - Rakel!

Wait. Wait.

Instead of me, would you take this?

What are you waiting for? Shoes on.

- Move it! Come on! - Get going!

Get moving! Come on!

Why aren't you working! Hey, you! You dog! Work!

Gel up and work, you son of a bitch! Work!

Get up! Work! Get up!

Work!

Come on! Work!

Don't talk! Get back! Heathen!

Come here, kid!

Hey, sit down!

Hrant!

He needs to get back to work.

He's sick, sir. He's yellow.

Either he works or he dies.

Just a minute. Have mercy.

Get him on his feet.

Salaam alaikum, soldiers.

Here! Eat!

Apricots!

Take them!

Armenians! Listen!

I'm here to represent the Governor of Diyarbakir.

He offers all of you his mercy

as well as freedom.

Any crimes you have committed

will be pardoned in his name.

He who sees the light

and converts to the religion of Islam

will be released immediately.

Those who wish to save themselves, step forward.

Come on! Step forward!

Give me that Mauser.

Get rid of the body so no one sees it!

Tie them together!

I said lie them together!

This is the place! Stop!

Turn them to face the wall!

Kneel down!

Kneel down, I said!

Don't waste any bullets!

CUT him!

Cut!

Cut him! Cut!

- I killed him, he's mine! - Fuck you.

Enough of that!

Drink.

Your scarf.

Come on.

Get up.

You'll die if you stay here.

Come with me.

Come on!

What are you doing?

I've never killed anybody.

I was hungry, so I stole. They put me in prison with these animals.

Then they released us.

To kill you people.

Come with me.

Come with me.

Come.

My name is Mehmet.

Hurry up, come on.

Get some rest.

Armenian.

Wake up.

Come on.

Come on.

Drink.

Come on.

Come on. Try to walk.

Be careful.

Drop everything you've got and go!

Are you deserters?

We're not soldiers. We're running from the war.

We are deserters.

Do you have anything of value?

What's your name, pal?

He can't speak.

Dursun.

You're condemned to silence, pal.

Piss on your scarf,

tie it up and let it heal.

Where are you going!

Nowhere.

Can we go with you!

Stop! Stop!

- What are you doing? - Waiting for you.

Clear off!

Leave your weapons and horses and go!

Stay here!

I paid you in gold!

Stay!

Do you know him?

Of course. We're from Mardin.

Shut up! Shut up!

On the wagon!

Leave them some food, they have kids.

Think you'll find your family!

Wait!