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I swear I'm innocent, Warden.
Don't lie.
Let him explain, Warden.
Tell us straight what happened, son.
Prosecutor...
Mr. Guardian said a shave was...
We know that. Tell us what happened.
Well... I was shaving him.
There was a moment and he took the razor from me.
He cut his own throat and wounded my hand.
And you know the rest.
Is he telling the truth?
Yes, that's what happened, Sir.
What were you doing while he was cutting his own throat?
I swear, Mr. Prosecutor, it was all of a sudden...
What is done was done till I realized what happened.
Unfortunately, I couldn't take it from his hands.
He was suicidal, right?
He said he was going to commit suicide a couple of times apparently.
He was going to have a trial so, we accepted his shaving request.
-What are you in for, son? -Non-accidental injury.
How long is your sentence?
-I didn't have trial yet, Sir. -Okay, take him to his block.
Then take his written statement. Yours as well!
Yes, Sir.
"Children of the Streets"
-Good luck. -Thanks.
You were going to kill the boy, if I hadn't taken him away.
But you see, right?
This is how you use your head.
That's what our problem is. We can't think.
We are only acting like apes.
What are you saying, ape and stuff?
Don't get offended, bro. He did what we couldn't do.
I regret ever beating him.
If I find him, I'll kiss his feet.
He planned it all along. Saying he is a barber.
Good for him.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Mr. Guardian.
-One. -Two.
-Three. -Four.
-Six. -Seven.
-Eight. -Nine.
-Ten. -11.
12, last.
-May God save you all. -Thank you.
Mr. Guardian, we have a request.
What is it, Berat?
We beat up that guy named Murat, it was a mistake.
And?
Do you want to beat him up again?
No, we wanted to apologize.
Forget Murat now. Things are already messed up.
And we don't know what is going to happen to him.
If he doesn't get a 20-year prison sentence, you can apologize then.
Is that a possibility?
What do you think?
We'll see after it all calms down.
Listen to me.
Don't declare people as heroes and make things even more difficult.
Both the warden and prosecutor are seeing red.
Nobody wants to get expelled.
-Understand? -Understood, Mr. Guardian.
-May God save you. -Thank you.
He was suicidal anyways.
We are going to visit Murat. We wanted to take you with us.
I won't come. Tell him that.
We asked and she doesn't want to see you, tell him that.
What is it, Mother? What is wrong?
What else?
Each of them is a different problem.
They've become bad examples to their brother.
Charlie is having fights at school everyday.
Suat isn't even coming home.
He will be shot dead in an alley one day.
He started to deal drugs.
What do you mean, Mother? Are you serious?
What happened to you?
-Who did it? -Never mind that, bro. This is prison.
They won't care whether you are a lord or a pasha.
The men of the leaders.
They took me in because I brought trouble to them.
You fooled us and the leaders so, fucking well.
Should we beat you up as well?
You are a hero. Everybody is talking about you.
Never mind that now.
How is my mother? How is Charlie?
Charlie is better.
But your mother is upset with you.
I can see that since she didn't come visit me.
-What is my brother doing? -He started to deal drugs.
What do you mean? What did you do?
We didn't want to do anything before getting your approval.
What approval are you talking about?
You should have done what is necessary.
We'll do what is necessary once we leave.
How is Brother Þehmuz?
They had a shooting. Things are complicated back home.
How is he?
Calm down. Brother Þehmuz is fine.
Öcal was shot from his leg but there are dead on both sides.
Listen to me.
Don't leave brother's side these days.
At least, until I get out.
We said, there would be blood but they didn't listen.
They went and did business with the bastards.
They didn't know elephants were bigger than camels.
Go to Þeho and have him take the weapons.
The war has already started.
It depends on how much everyone weighs, uncle.
If you are heavy, you'll lose more. And vice versa.
You are great, nephew.
-What's going on? -Wait, brother.
Come on, get the fuck off! Fuck off!
What are you doing here?
Are you poisoning children here?
It is none of your business. Fuck off.
I'll stand on my own two legs.
You don't need these legs.
My legs!
-Good job. -You deserved it.
-Fuck you, don't hit! -We don't want drugs.
You disturbed the peace of our neighborhood.
God damn you. You have no honor.
Good job, brothers!
May God bless you, brothers.
I swear I got so relieved.
That bastard.
You thought you will get away with what you've done.
That's how you will get fucked.
Bless, Murat.
My man had a good plan.
He is a lion. He didn't prove me wrong.
-Hello. -Hello everyone.
Welcome boys.
Take a seat.
No, brother. We are good.
Brother, we are coming from the penitentiary, we visited Murat.
He is sending his regards.
Send my regards to him.
We were just talking about him.
How is he? How is my nephew?
He is fine. He sent his regards.
Thanks.
We'll be around if you have any requests.
Thank you, brothers.
May God keep you alive.
Take a seat. Have a bite.
Thank you, brother. We aren't hungry.
Goodbye.
Okay, follow him. Don't let them see you.
Yes?
Brother. We have the word from the boys.
Cevat's boys left the neighborhood.
This is great!
Go and show them what it means to shoot us up.
May God protect you.
Be careful.
Where the fuck are they?
Be careful, it's a trap.
Let's make peace with Þehmuz. It will be better for us.
We can't deal with them.
They are ruling over the whole country.
For God's sake. They are ruling over the country...
...but if they had done a good job, it wouldn't have come to this.
It is time for a change of power. We can see that.
Open the gate! Open it!
They ambushed Caner and the boys. Bastards killed three of them.
-What are you saying? -Son...
Get away!
-Nephew, nephew! -Mother, I'm begging you.
Are you going to get yourself killed?
-Shut up. -Stop it.
You are going to get yourself killed.
Should we stay hidden like a bitch?
Did I tell you to leave them alone? Let's think about it first.
My condolences.
Thank you.
-My condolences. -Thank you.
I'll send word to our boys.
They should go and support your brother.
Thank you, brother.
But it must be me.
That Cevat... Cevat...
You are doing stupid shit when I'm gone.
Are you going to escape?
What can I do?
Shouldn't I, Resul?
That's what he should do.
Have patience for a little while, brother.
I'll set it up and we'll leave together.
Brother...
You have less time on you.
I don't want to take you down with myself.
We had the dessert together.
You think we would run away from the spicy?
You set up outside and let me handle the inside.
Thank you, brother. Thank you.
The police came here, brother.
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