Pek Yakinda Page #2

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Tell Mustafa to get the mixture.

Sit and have a kebab

before you leave.

Thank you, brother.

- Is this seat taken, sister?

- Go ahead.

Thank you.

Check their ID cards.

- What is it, Officer?

- Come on, take our friends downstairs.

There's nothing downstairs.

We have tenants downstairs.

- Please go out if you're done.

- Thank you, officer.

- Come, dear.

- Come, my darling.

- What happened, man? -They raided the

storeroom, can I come in for a minute?

Come in, come in.

Man, you keep saying you'll quit,

you'll quit, so what happened?

Brother, I swear, we cut

the cake and the cops came in.

You're a diamond of a guy,...

...and lucky.

Quit while you're ahead, man!

How's business with you?

They say aan Irmak is

filming "My Grandpa and My Son."

He asked for twelve fezzes.

We're waiting to hear from them.

If there are any explosions

and such, we'll do that too.

God willing.

But no one comes, brother.

This is a treasure chamber, Zafer.

Everything you touch is a treasure.

Here, "The Dunce Class"

Hafize Ana's bell,

wouldn't sell it for a trillion.

The other day,

this young guy offered...

...Ten thousand lira for

Body Ekrem's sweat shirt.

I told him, "F*** off, get outta here."

No one has this stuff, man.

No sweat pants with that?

Ferdi has them,

Brother Ertem's son.

Brother, tomorrow is my boy's birthday.

Can I stay the night and go from here?

Sure. Can you get in the house?

Well, the commander gave permission,

because of the birthday.

Whatever...

The boy's birthday!

Yep, tomorrow.

Here, Flash Gordon.

Give it to the boy.

There's only one in Turkey. If I put it

on the Internet, I'd be swamped.

But, brother, kids these days

don't know about Flash Gordon.

Take it, man, so it comes to

some use. Make the kid happy.

Some guys are filming

the conquest of Istanbul.

There are 348 spears here

but they don't come and get them.

They take just one and

multiply it with computers.

Are we supposed to eat stones?!

You're right.

It's amazing, man.

His mother's beauty!

He really likes that toy...

Thank you so much.

You shouldn't have.

Mr Suat, this dessert is delicious.

I put in the lemon juice and let it sit

for five minutes before pouring it.

It really melts in the mouth.

Look, it's like air.

- Cihan, dear, you haven't thanked

your Uncle Suat. -Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Anything for you.

Daddy's here, Daddy's here!

Look at the helicopter, Dad.

It's awesome!

Happy birthday, my dearest son.

- How are you, Arzu?

- Come, Zafer, come in.

Mrs Remziye is here. His friends

are here, and their mothers...

..."so, they separated, that's it."

I mean,

it's the best for the child.

Ah, hello, hello.

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