Sen Anlat Karadeniz

LIFELINE

-When I was in the ship my father used to tell me;...

...“Be like the Black Sea…

…rebel like the Black Sea…

…unstoppable like the Black Sea…

…deep like the Black Sea…

…If you be like the Black Sea…

-…if you know it well, you know how to stand against its waves”

Ah, dad…

-Is it ever possible to born in this beloved region and be a stranger?

Dad… aren’t we those babies...

-...who crawled from the giant oaks to the tough cliffs?

-Aren’t we those kids who jumped over those crazy creeks...

-...and took the misty mountains as a path?

Dad?

-We already know how to stand against the waves of the Black Sea!

-What we don’t know is how to stand against the hypocrisy of the world!

-What we don’t know is how to stay calm...

-...when those hypocrites come to the Black Sea!

-They say, when Black Sea’s hope is over, its stubbornness starts…

-Tell about that stubbornness, Black Sea!

If I tell, they call me crazy!

-Run run run! -Nefes!

Yigit!

I got you. Come on, this way!

-Nefes! Hang in there? We are almost there. This way!

This way!

Run!

-Nefes… Yigit… Are you okay?

You ravisher!

Put down your gun Vedat!

-You abducted my wife and my son, Tahir!

-This gun won’t be down before it takes your life!

TWO DAYS AGO

-Hey! What is this crazy boy doing there?

-The rope is stuck there. Captain Tahir is checking that!

-You boy! You are a captain! What are you doing there? Get down!

-Let me take care of this first and I’ll be down Reis!

It’s not like oiling a door’s hinges!

-Boy, if the boss sees you, he hangs us all there! Get down!

Oh, crazy boy!

-What? Can’t you wait! Is there a time bomb or what?

Yeah, I’ll blow it up in your ass!

-Ah, dude! We were pulling out some sand and the gear got stuck.

Yep, how can I help?

Are you on that crane again?

Didn’t I tell you to do that!

Am I just a braying donkey to you?

-Oh God! Alright, I’ll get down now. Why did you call?

-Why did I call? Aren’t we supposed to go to Istanbul!

Get off that ship and come here!

Okay, okay. I’m coming. Okay.

Screw you Istanbul!

Rotate it. Rotate it!

Captain. Pullover please!

-Oh God! Does it look like a taxi to you?

-Papa Bekir! Take me to the shore, will you?

-Dad! Mom and grandma are fighting again.

Come dear, come my love. Get in.

-I’ll cut this rascal’s tongue off with this knife!

I know you can cut my throat...

-...but I don’t know what my husband does to you then…

He can’t do anything.

-Before 40 days, I’ll get him a new woman.

If you get my husband a new one…

…I’ll come back to haunt you...

-...and strangle you all at his wedding day, I’ll give you that!

What again? What now?

-Mustafa… Aren’t we going to Istanbul by plane?

Yep, by plane…

-...because you used to fly over your father’s mountains by plane, right?

You are used to it.

-Thanks to my Mustafa here. He got me used to it.

-You are the only one who is not used to it.

-Am I a mosquito or a bird or what? Why should I get used to it!

I won’t get into that iron coffin.

-Then don’t! My husband will go to Istanbul and have a meeting.

-My daughter will see the Maiden Tower!

-But you? I don’t know why you are coming with us.

-Mustafa! Shut your wife up or I’ll do it and that won’t be nice.

Mom.

Asiye.

My mom is coming with us.

-She is scared of planes. So we’ll go by car.

-Who is scared? That iron coffin bums me out!

-Me, too mom! Me, too! I feel bummed out, too!

-And Asiye, don’t escalate this any higher.

We’ll go by car. That’s it.

Mother-in-law 1 – Bride 0

Mustafa!

Asiye, you heard me! Come on!

Oh God!

-Good day boys! -Thank you boss. Any orders?

-Thank you. We’ll be off to Istanbul. It is your responsibility here.

-What are you looking at with those mad eyes?

Am I looking with mad eyes?

Is that wrong?

-It is God’s will to lay eyes on beauties…

-...and I lay my eyes on you just like that.

-If it is God’s will, this means you will go to Heaven after life.

Oh my Asiye.

What my Mustafa, what?

Oh, it is on fire here.

Flames everywhere.

-Oh God! -Don’t show off, bro!

-Some of us can’t have what you have!

It’s been 9 years.

-Still the same woman. We drown in her mud.

Ah, Tahir is here! Come on!

-Go to the store. Take good care of it.

My dear niece!

Once we get back from Istanbul...

-I’ll find you a nice, well behaved bride, Tahir.

Ah, not the bride talk again!

O yes. I got it planned.

-I’ll take Mercan, Cemil’s daughter to you.

She will be a lady for you.

-She won’t be a rebel to her mother-in-law...

-and a bitch to her husband like this one here!

-Mom! Don’t drill any nerves here. Stop this bride persistence.

-No, I’ll go and take Mercan just as we come back.

-Mom, don’t plant any ideas in her mind!

I’ll find my own bride.

-No, if you handle that, you’ll find a crazy one like yourself.

I’ll find her.

-Just like the ones who walk like their mother-in-laws.

-Anyway, I don’t want a bride just like myself.

-Mercan is fine. She has a mouth but she doesn’t talk too much.

Get into it. Come on.

Lose that grin will ya!

Not here…

...not here, either.

-There are no monsters here in this room.

So this means...

-...the Howling Wolf of the Moonlight can sleep without any fear.

-The monster is not here. It is over there!

What did I tell you before?

-I am in charge of the monsters of this castle!

-Now the Blue Feather Deer wants a big kiss! Oh dear!

-Good night my love. -Good night!

Nefes!

Nefes!

What’s going on here?

You forgot it again, right?

What did I forget?

The anniversary of the day we met?

-The day we met is not a day to celebrate.

-I am trying to turn a new page here. Why are you trying to bum me out?

The scar is still here?

Vedat, I need to sleep.

-Ah, no sleeping tonight. We’ll celebrate my baby.

Cheers, that you are mine.

I am not yours.

You are mine!

-I am not yours… I have never been yours!

You are mine!

-You are my wife… my son’s mother!

-Stop ruining this life to me! Stop it!

Stop!

You did it again!

-I am offering you peace here and you push it!

You are ungrateful again!

You are ungrateful again!

Get out!

Get out!

-Don’t make me leave my son without a mother!

Son?

Son?

It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay dear.

It’s over.

-Mama and Papa just argued, okay?

We are sorry.

We are sorry, right mama?

Nefes…

Oh dear…

Does it hurt very much?

-No, it doesn’t, love. We sent the enemies away. Worth it!

-Where are you coming? Wait in the car…

-Wait in the car? We have been hungry all the way here.

Set us free, will you!

-We can have breakfast by the Bosphorus.

Set you free?

If Mustafa does that...

-...you entangle the two bridges of Istanbul to each other.

-I couldn’t entangle your lips together, let alone the bridges.

Asiye!

-What my dear Mustafa? I talked about entangling and stuff, nothing else.

-Before I entangle you to your shawl and put you into the trunk, do shut up!

-They have places to sit for the ladies, right?

-They have but these two will probably snatch. Still, your call.

You will behave inside there.

-No snatching… or I’ll have no mercy, trust me!

Welcome.

Thank you.

We have been waiting Mr. Mustafa.

-Thank you! -How are you?

-We are fine, thanks. Allow me to introduce my brother, Tahir Kaleli.

Nice to meet you.

-We have been doing business for so long.

-I’ve been to Surmene many times. We couldn’t find the chance to meet.