A Tale of Three Sisters (Kız Kardeşler)

- My condolences, Mr. Turan. - Thank you.

We're very sad.

There is nothing to do.

It's God's will.

- May God have mercy on his soul. - Amen.

A TALE OF THREE SISTERS

My cutie!

Cutie pie.

Cutie pie. My son.

My baby smells so sweet.

My dear!

Oh God!

Forgive me, my God!

Forgive me, my God!

Oh God, forgive me!

Peace be upon you.

And... upon you.

How many sheep are in your flock?

What's it to you?

First give the man a proper greeting.

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you.

- How many sheep are there? - Why?

Just tell us.

Fifty. Why do you ask?

We're sheep traders.

Who owns them?

I've never seen you around here.

Where are you from?

We're from higher up the mountain.

What are you doing here at this hour?

We got lost.

We were going to Taspinar.

But we took a wrong turn, and got lost.

- Are you alone? - No, I have my dog.

"Blondie", a vicious sheepdog.

Blondie!

Blondie, come! Come here.

Be careful!

It might attack. It's really vicious.

Well, who is the owner?

Why do you keep asking?

Alright then.

With your permission,

we need to hit the road.

I heard you're taking Gokhan

to the hospital.

The poor thing had diarrhea for days.

He doesn't look sick.

He's laughing, playing.

So now you know better than me?

I'm the one changing his diapers.

They've been runny for days.

Last month I almost died from pneumonia,

but you didn't lift a finger.

Are you comparing yourself to a tiny baby?

Look what I brought!

Girl, what is all this?

Metin's old clothes.

How beautiful they are.

Just look at these pyjamas!

Oh, what a beautiful shirt!

Havva!

Who gave these to you?

- My mother. - Don't call her mother!

What's it to you?

She can call her whatever she wants.

Did Meral really give them to you?

Yes, she did.

I'll ask her when I go to the town.

Go ahead.

So what?

She just gave her Metin's old clothes.

They are really beautiful!

I'm not going out to the herd anymore.

What's this all of a sudden?

I'm not going!

Okay, but why?

Bandits came near the herd yesterday.

Bandits? What are you talking about?

Sure, go ahead and laugh.

If I didn't have my rifle,

me and the herd would both be history.

This guy's father was a coward, too.

He was afraid of the dark.

He signed up to work

at the mine when it opened.

But he was too afraid to go down.

He said he'd rather die.

But he still went down,

trembling, every single time.

Don't tell the same story over and over!

His dad said, "There were

black-faced jinns down in the mine.

These jinns were bashing

the beams with stones."

He was always saying,

"The mine will collapse, I won't go down."

Didn't they slit a shepherd's throat

and steal his flock last year?

Boy, you're same as your father.

You're a coward just like him.

Don't slam the door.

Father, don't bother with that half-wit.

She's a good-natured one.

Don't give up easily.

We'll try again.

Father, you're talking to yourself again.

I'm not talking to myself,

I'm talking to you.

Havva is like me.

She's the good-natured one.

She's also not stupid like you.

- Father, not this again. - Sure!

You didn't like it?

After so many years,

you've come back home.

If only your late mother was here.

Then she'd see

all the things I did for you.

If Mother was still here,

she would have never let us go.

What else could she have done?

They gave all her sisters away

as household helps.

But they never returned to the village.

Your mother used to tell me,

"I got stuck in this village

and ended up marrying you."

She envied her sisters so much.

She would always say,

"I'll give my daughters away

as household helps,

so they'll marry to the city folk."

I never heard this from my mom.

What?

You're so ungrateful.

Do you think I'm lying?

I swear you're ingrates.

All you do is feel sorry for yourselves.

You'll say "Our father gave us away

when Mother died." Won't you?

But the day you went to the city

you forgot your home.

Don't forget how miserable you were

when they sent you back to the village.

Did I want to come back?

What could you do?

You didn't let me go to my aunt in Ankara.

Your stupid talk is making me angry.

I will still go to Ankara to my aunt.

Once my Gokhan is a bit older.

I'll go to Ankara.

Sure, my daughter, you can go.

But don't forget your husband here.

Otherwise he'll cry after you.

Of course I'll go.

I will get my son an education.

He'll be a doctor, God willing.

Havva, come closer.

Isn't he sweet?

Oh yes, God bless him!

- Oh, there's a scorpion! - Where?

It came out from under the cradle.

Girl, are you talking about

this tiny little thing?

So now you're afraid of

these little things?

- This little thing? - Father, take it away.

It's come back to life! I swear!

Dad, come on!

- Dad, it's really moving! - What!

You rascals, you!

You shouldn't joke around with scorpions.

Even a dead scorpion can sting.

Is something wrong?

So you sleep here?

Where else would I sleep?

Are we going to sleep in the living room?

Where else?

Isn't this inappropriate?

What's inappropriate?

We're married!

Are we supposed to lie next to Havva?

Let us sleep here,

you sleep there with your daughter.

Come on, beat it.

If you want privacy,

go build your own house.

Don't! Havva is going to wake up.

She won't.

Leave me alone!

I won't.

- I said leave me alone! - Sister?

It's nothing, sweetheart.

You damn...

Sister, for God's sake,

haven't you seen these sheets?

They're completely black.

So what? It hasn't even been

two months since I washed them.