The Mountain (Dag) (Dağ)

"Dedicated to devoted officers and soldiers of the Turkish Armed Forces."

A FILM BY ALPER ÇAĞLAR

Activity on eastern side of the hill.

Let's be sure first, bro. Can't wake the colonel for nothing.

We're sure, sir. We received an alarm from both sides.

Falcon 2, how many do you see?

With the infrared on, three hundred, sir. There could be more.

This is the Saint. They are on the east side of the mountain.

I told you the snow is melting!

I told you not to get caught off guard! A thousand times!

I told you to keep the helicopters ready.

Where are the super cobras, then?!

Crimea, this is Samarkand,

the super cobras cannot take off because of the snow storm.

Sir, it looks like they're planning to attack Crimea.

I don't give a shit! Send the helicopters,

we can't leave those guys out there!

This is the Saint, we're sending you reinforcements.

Sir, this is the Eagle's Nest. A snow storm is starting.

There's many of them, we're going to need reinforcements.

A platoon of maroon berets is on its way, Crimea.

You have to hang in there.

Crimea, do you have men out there?

Crimea is not answering, sir. Are there patrols out?

This is Veysel, sir. There are four men out there.

They left at five o'clock in the morning.

Who?

"The Mountain" Lieutenant Yaşar, Sergeant Kemal and two privates.

- Do you still have kindling? - Yes, sir.

- Wafers? - I have them, sir.

You have to get down, no matter what.

We'll let them know by radio but HQ doesn't have enough time either.

No one can save us but ourselves.

Leave it.

- Sergeant Kemal! - Yes, sir.

What do you see?

Ten people are standing on the hill, sir.

There are about ten more, walking.

Oğuz!

Oğuz wake up, Oğuz!

Nine hundred and twenty three Crimea. This is Mountain.

Mountain, this is Crimea. Come in.

After the ambush we took refuge in the mountain hut.

Ten people are watching us. At least as many more are approaching.

The Saint will come, Mountain. Hang in there.

We don't have that much time, Crimea.

They'll be there in four or five hours. You have to hold on.

Go to Sergeant Kemal.

Veysel, listen to me very carefully.

In four or five hours the maroon berets

are going to find four dead bodies here.

How's your wound?

Forget about my wound.

You have to come right away.

The short-termer doesn't even have a gun.

And the other one is Bekir.

Yaşar, there's a blizzard at the foot of the mountain.

The choppers can't take off.

The Saint is coming. Hold on until evening.

How can you be so thick, man?

Don't start, Bekir...

Sir! For God's sake, where's your gun, man?

You moron. The corporal on duty said

it wasn't necessary since we were just going to repair the antenna.

As if you had a gun.

Of course I don't, I'm defective. But you?

We're going to die out here

because of you two idiots, you and the corporal.

Bekir, shut up or I'll hit you in the mouth with this.

Who has dog tags made two months in advance?

- It's fashionable. - What's the point?

Your family is more than willing. Just pay the money. Five months.

Five and a half.

I want you to stay, in case you didn't know.

I want to stay, too. You know that.

You express it so well!

I can't get out of it by paying

and not even holding a gun, Pelin.

Does this patriotism make you feel more like a man?

Yes. It makes me feel more like a man.

And I'm the woman who'll be waiting for you

and calming down your jealousy attacks on the phone?

You're not. And I'm not that man either.

So?

Are there no women in our generation who have a

little respect or love for a man who does his military service?

What do I have to do here?

Who's going to wait all those months?

Who's going to deal with the stress?

You can break up with me when I leave.

You can hang out at home on the Net for a few weeks,

then you'll find someone as you

hang out with your friends at Asmalımescit

and sleep with him that night.

You'll date him to not feel cheap, until you get bored, of course.

You'll throw little tantrums and become really vulgar,

and you'll dump him to feel more important.

That would be the plan for two years.

What's five months in comparison?

Fuck off and go carry a gun, then.

That's Wolf's Tooth. Two clicks to the east.

The maroon berets have to come through here

as they climb to save us.

If we somehow manage to make it there,

we can save our asses, gentlemen.

Sir, two hundred meters.

They're sure we're here,

otherwise twenty people wouldn't have spent one hour on us.

- Kemal! - Yes sir.

You'll take these two to Wolf's Tooth.

Which one's the better shot?

Oğuz.

What?! Sir, I shoot better than this loser with my eyes closed.

I can't deal with you right now, boy.

Kemal.

Give your gun to Oğuz. Give the radio to Bekir.

- Sir... - Bekir!

Take this.

Don't leave it, no matter what.

You'll run in zigzags. They are sure to have snipers on the hill.

Kemal will cover you.

Run to Baltepe then throw yourselves off the side of the hill.

The snow is soft, you'll glide for at least a hundred meters.

Oğuz, when I give the order,

you'll go after them and do the same.

- Sir, you? - A hundred and fifty meters.

Stay calm.

I'll be right behind you.

Everyone will do their job.

Sit.

Burak.

Burak!

Yes, sir.

Bring your friend something to eat.

Where the hell is your cartridge belt?

Fuck off!

Yes, sir.

Where are you from?

My family is from Kozan but I was born in Ankara, sir.

I live in Istanbul.

Did you swear a lot when you drew this place?

You have no idea.

Your biggest enemy is boredom. Have them send you books.

Nothing too liberal, but I'll approve almost anything.

- What did you study? - History, sir.

But I can work at anything.

A German, an Italian, and a Turk were staying in a hotel.

In each of their rooms was a foxy French maid

and a pile of ironing.

The German,

went into the room, did the ironing,

then slept with the maid.

Then he said with pride, "For us, work comes before love."

The Italian did the opposite,

first slept with her, then did the ironing.

"First we make love, then we work," he said proudly.

Then it was our guy's turn.

He took the maid from behind and made her do the ironing.

"Those who work get fucked" he said.

A hundred meters!

Oğuz.

Take aim!

Hold your breath!

Get ready, gentlemen!

Bekir. Stay calm. I'm right behind you.

- Run in zigzags, ok? - Yes, sir.

Kemal!

We're ready, sir!

Come on!

Run, run!

Run, don't stop!

Bekir, run!

Take shelter now!

Run! Don't stop, run!

- Get ready. - Sir, I'll carry you.

I'll carry you, sir.

What kind of a short-termer are you anyway?

No.

Take my gun. Not me.

Oğuz...

Don't die, Oğuz.

Don't die.

Go on, run, run!

Run!

Son of a bitch!

Run, run! Don't stop!

Towards the snow.

Sniper!

One dies, a thousand resurrect!

Oğuz!

Oğuz!

Where is Sergeant Kemal?

Speak, man!

We have to go.

You loser, speak already, where is the sergeant?

They're dead.

What do you mean, they're dead? What are you saying, man?

They're dead.

The Lieutenant was shot one more time in the hut.

And Sergeant Kemal was shot a sniper...