G.O.R.A. Page #2

One day all Earthlings will work|under my command like dogs, Kuna.

We'll gather all of them.

Those days will come to pass, sir.|Commander Logar...

Why do you hate Earthlings|so much?

Why?! Why?!

This is a hatred, Kuna. A hatred|l may never be able to overcome.

Years ago, something which happened|to my grandfather Commander Kubar...

has affected me so greatly, that l can't|seem to shake my taste for vengeance.

Earthlings make me sick...

July 14th, 1789- AKSARAY

What we do to these uncivilized|monkeys can never be enough, Kuna.

Commander Logar.|An object is approaching.

Who are you?

Get out, out!

Come on, come on.|Get a signal.

You were supposed to have|coverage everywhere. Come on!

Hello?

Hello, Muhittin,|This is Arif.

Bring in everybody,|even the US President.

l've been abducted by aliens.

What? Yes, by them.

Stop that! Arif, cut the crap,|where are you? What are you doing?

Muhittin, this is not a joke.|Aliens, l said. l'm in a spaceship.

-What ship?|-Muhittin, speak up.

Go to the police, to the station.|Hello!

The signal is breaking up.|Call me back.

He must be drunk or what.

Hello, Muhittin, Muhittin.|lt's no joke. l'm telling you, aliens!

Oh merciful and most gracious...

-Do not fear.|-You don't say!

My God, what kind of a test|are you putting me through?

Listen carefully.|The Force is inside you.

Don't lose control.|You'll get away and find me.

Who are you? l can't even tell|if you're a genie or a human.

Damn!

Damn!

Stop it. Listen,|you're the chosen one.

Find me when you land on Gora.|Got it?

Find me.

Daddyo, did you|run out of chosen ones?

-Who are you? What's going on?|-The signal is fading, find me.

The phone has no signal,|the dude has no signal.

What's a chosen one?|l left the shop unattended.

Arif, you sh*t for brains!

Prisoner, turn around.

Want me to lay down naked too?|What are you talking about, man?

Don't cause trouble, turn around.

OK!

Look, pal, l know|my way around.

You look like a nice person, take this,|there has been a misunderstanding...

...let's forget it.|l want good treatment.

l'm Arif. Take this and say,|''Mr Arif wants some olives...

...a loaf of bread, some cheese|and toilet paper.

Come on, take it!

Whoa! There are families who live|a whole month on that money!

Could you get at least|a charger for my mobile?

Yo, man in black!

ls the ship drifting|a little to the left, Kuna?

-Which ship, dude?|-Dude?

Commander Logar,|an object is approaching, Sir.

That's our planet, moron!|Who are you?

Get out, out!

l want a nice landing, Kuna.

Whoa!

-Prisoner, come with me.|-Out! Out!

Alright, l'm coming.|Get out. Please!

Listen, if you tell anyone|what you saw back there...

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