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DARK CLOUD:

- Burak! Burak, dude what are you doing?

- Slow down, dumb-ass!

Whoa! Whoa! Are you insane?

What the hell are you doing?

- What, Dilek?

- You like broke my arm.

- What's going on?

- Give me a second.

I'm going to talk to her.

Yeah?

Can you give me your hand?

What's going on?

Are you kidding Burak?

Are you like gay or something?

Would it kill you to wait for me?

I want to tell you something.

You know Tamer...

What the hell?!

Adnan...?

Adnan!

Adnan!

Adnan!

Come here!

Where the hell are you?

- I was at the back.

- What are You doing in the back?

- Nothing. Resting.

- Resting? Now? This time of the day?

You're resting at this hour?

- Why? What's up?

- What'd you do last night to rest now?

These are working hours. Work!

What are you doing in the back?

There weren't any customers.

So I was just relaxing.

You say there're no customers...

but look at all the trouble you cause.

Every day the police come.

Every day my father calls.

Every day that woman b*tches at me.

And you're out back relaxing.

What is this? What the hell is this?

- A frame.

- What happened?

- It got broke.

- How did it break? You broke it?

- Why should I break it?

- You broke it, didn't you?

- Why would I break it?

- You broke it, man. -Why would I?

Last night it fell down all by itself.

- You broke it. You know Why?

- Why?

So I'll have to go to the army

Because you know my dad's going to

send me to the army. Right?

Every day the police calls.

Every day the municipality calls.

Adnan screws things up more.

Adnan breaks my dad's picture.

I'd go to the army.

That's what you want.

- You'll go to the army sooner or later.

- That's why you do it. Right?

- What's that got to do with it?

- What's that got to do with it?!

Is this a parking lot or a playground?

Get a hold of yourself, Adnan.

Are we doing business here... or what?

What do you think you're doing, Adnan?

- Nothing.

There's no work, I was resting.

- You do nothing,

that's the problem!

Other than resting

you do nothing else.

Whenever I come around you're either

in the back or over there...

or listening to music. Or drinking.

What are you doing, man?

What kind of working is this?

If you can't do the job...

Then get the hell out of here.

What the hell are you doing?

Sorry, man. It was an accident.

It's broken, huh?

- You're OK, right?

- What if it hit my head?

- Sorry, I mean it wasn't on purpose.

- I got work to do.

What are we going to do?

- We know a guy, he'll fix it.

- What, is he going to

put imitation glass?

- I don't know, we'll

talk and work it out.

I want decent piece of glass for it.

This is an Opel.

- I'll give you a decent

piece of something

- What the hell are

You talking about?

Don't piss me off.

You already busted my car.

- It was an accident.

- Put your hand down.

- What'd you say to me?

- You heard me. You're the one...

throwing rocks at my head.

- Quit saying that, it was an accident!

- Excuse me, what's the problem?

- Show some respect first.

- Yeah, I'll learn respect from you?

- What's the matter, sir?

- This guy throws a rock at my car.

- Was it on purpose?

- Was it on purpose?

- Why are you throwing rocks, Adnan?

It was an accident.

I was aiming for the

can. it happens to hit

the car, this guy...

comes in and starts making a scene.

- This guy doesn't shut up.

- Can You shut him up? Who are you?

- I'm the owner of the parking lot.

He's not the owner.

He's the son of the owner

- What the hell are You talking about?

- What a baby.

- How dare You talk like That to me?

- What?!

- What the hell are you doing, Adnan?

- What am I doing?

Goddamn me for bringing you here.

F*** off! Don't ever come back.

Put the car over there.

Put it there and then go!

- Sir, can I offer you tea?

- I want This handled right away.

I don't ever want to see you again.

I don't want to see your face again, OK?

Park the car, and get the hell out!

F*** you, you son of a b*tch.

- Adnan, do you have a place to go?

Anywhere to work?

No?

Man, you have nowhere to

go, nowhere else to work.

So why do you act like this?

Every day it's one thing after another.

I'll take care of this

glass business. OK?

And we'll settle this issue later.

We can deduct it from your salary later.

We'll work it out one way or another.

You know I'm not like my father.

I can't break a guy's heart like that.

Let's take care of this like I said.

Alright?

Whatever you say, Ercan. Thanks.

Let's take care of it now.

That guy's going to be back soon.

Let's not embarrass ourselves again.

- Is he gone?

- He's gone but he'll be back soon.

You take care of this car now.

Get the glass. Okay?

- Do we have a deal?

- We have a deal.

- Who is it?

- Open the door!

- F*** you!

- I'm coming.

Open it!

- May god help you.

- God help you if you don't open.

- Welcome. How are you?

- Fine, how are you Aunt Deniz?

Uncle!

Can!

- Hey!

- I'm taking this.

- Burak get That thing off the couch...

We're not your slaves.

Go hang it up.

Give it to me, boy.

Can, I'm going to tell you something...

You put that thing there. I put a scarf

around it, but the concept doesn't work.

I'm going to bust that thing in the end.

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