Berlin in Berlin

Whose photographs are these? - What's your problem? Don't you like them?

I don't know

What are these?!

Enough!

Go away.

Three months later...

It was an accident. An accident. An accident.

It was an accident. I ain't no murderer.

It was an accident. An accident.

I...

.. no murderer.

I...

.. no...

.. murderer.

May I help you? - Coffee.

- Turkish or filter - Filter.

- Are you learning Turkish? - You could say so.

Anything else? No? Okay.

Yücel, where is she going?

- A driving school. - What's that on your head?!

Get off me!

I'll tell you about some traffic laws and signs.

Our driving school reminds you to listen to what we tell you carefully,

and apply them when driving in Berlin and try not to drive it as in Turkey.

You know signs are the same in all countries.

But there are some specific ones for Berlin.

We will take a look at them today. For example...

May I speak to you?

I have to talk to you.

That's enough. Nothing happened.

It has been 3 months since the accident but you still dwell on.

Now you can see yourself as a Turk.

Yüksel!

It's not the first time this guy's been coming here.

He always takes the same seat.

- He looks like a journalist. - Think so? We'll see.

Let's have a chat.

Hi. - Hi.

- Learning Turkish again? - Yes.

What did you order?

- I haven't yet, but I'd like a beer. - Beer?

- Yes. - Alright.

I think this bloke's problem is my sister in law. Let's see what happens.

Keep calm! Don't let him see you! Just stand aside.

What's his problem?

I got to talk to you. Please.

I have to do it. It'll only take a minute.

What the hell is he doing? I'll fuck that pimp up!

Stop it. Keep calm.

Let me talk to you!... Please!

What's he doing?!

I am sorry for everything that happened to your husband.

I am not a murderer.

I no murderer!

What does he want?

I want to talk to her. - I got it.

You killer. You killed my brother!

Hurry up, Yüksel!

I'll kill you!

Hurry up!

Yüksel, I'll go through our street. You block him.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Where did he go?!

It's closed here, too!

Dude, are you sure he didn't get into our building?

- Yes. - Where did that fag go?!

Come after me! Move!

Mom, dad! Dad!

It's those skinheads again? - What skinheads, dad?!

The killer! I caught my brother's killer.

- What killer?! Wasn't it an accident? - We'll ask my sister-in-law.

We'll see, move! Move!

Where did this fag go?! Move! I'll kill him!We lost him.

Run, run!

Run, we got to find him!

Hey! Hasn't he got into our apartment?

He hasn't, boss.

Keep your eyes open! Come one!

Where're you, bastard?

I'll kill you!

I'm not a man if I don't catch and kill him!

You'll see.

Afterwards, Mehmet and the man started to argue.

What problem could Mehmet have with a German?

Why did they argue?

I don't know. They spoke in German.

Why didn't you tell us anything, sister-in-law?!

But, are you sure you didn't know this man?

He pushed him! He pushed him and he died! That's it!

Now you know.

But what was this fag telling you? Why did he stop you?

How should I know?!

He was saying: "I'm no murderer", and "Forgive me!"

Conscience...

This means even unbelievers have a conscience...

Had I had this when I saw that punk,

I'd have fucked him.

You'd shoot him, right?

I swear I will.

Such a fate, brother... He lost his life for nothing.

Might he actually have killed him?

What d'you mean "actually"? What does "I'm no killer" mean"

Means he killed him.

Why don't we go to the police?

Don't be stupid! We already did, and told them everything.

Will they believe him or us? Idiot!

You're full of bullshit!

We're in Germany here, dude! In Germany!

Yücel!?

Yücel?! Is that you, Yücel?

Yes it is me.

Fuck your German! Talk Turkish!

What happened to you?

I went to the beer garden.

With a friend.

Look, that's your sister-in-law.

I was with her the whole night. She's so sweet.

What's up?

"What's up?", he says!

We caught your brother's killer. We nearly did.

What killer?! Didn't they say it was an accident?

I don't know! Maybe a German son of a bitch came and pushed our brother!

Who told you that?

The bloke came here, but we lost him, dude!

But I swear, if I don't catch and kill him, my name is not Müfdüz!

You're saying my brother was murdered?

We'll talk about it tomorrow. I am so sleepy...

What're you hiding from us?

I am not as dumb as you believe. Got it?

I love my brother more than you do.

I know him better than you.

My brother is not a man to argue for nothing.

Even with a German.

My brother fights for one thing only and that is honour.

Do you understand? Honour.

You knew this man, didn't you?

Did he molest you? Did you encourage him?

Did my brother see it? What happened?

He photographed me.

What?! Did you model for him?

What modeling?! He took them from far away.

Son of a bitch.

Mehmet got mad when he saw the pictures.

That's why they fought?

They didn't fight. They didn't even fight.

My brother...

My brother died for three photos?...

Brother!

I'll trash you up! Get down fag, get down!

This man is in our house!

We'd lose our honour if we'd touch him while he's here!

What're you saying, gandma?! He's our brother's killer!

Allah is testing us.

- I don't care! I'll kill him! - Shut up!

Beat it. Beat it.

He came into our house asking for mercy.

If he dies before stepping out,

our honour will be lost for years.

Beat it!

Drop that gun! - I'll be damned.

I'll be damned if I don't kill him!

Daughter-in-law!

Give him some pants.

Customs...

Customs.

If I can't kill him inside, let me take him outside and waste him.

Sister-in-law...

Sister-in-law...

Aren't these my brother's pyjamas?

Get out, get out!

Move, asshole! - Mürfüz

You heard what my mother said.

I know father. I won't kill him in here. I am taking him out.

He's our guest.

If he goes out with his own will, it's alright, but you can't force him.

Let him alone!

I won't stand for you harming him.

I will kill you, bet on it!

You'll step out of that door one day, sooner or later.

Llisten to me. I don't know who you are,

but if you step out, you'll be dead.

You are safe in here. Do you get it?

A guest.

Thank god we have a guest.

Allah's last gift.

We must not touch him while he's in our house.

A man would like to rebel.

We got our brother's killer and we put him at the place of honour.

We are about to feed him.

Would the guest want anything?

How are your customs, dear guest?

Do you treat your guests with candy?

Do you pour cologne on their hands?

Sorry we are out of candy.

What about this?

I will kill you.

I'll wack you. But don't be afraid, not in here.

I can't kill you here because there seems there's a custom...