Sarmasik gülleri Page #2
- Year:
- 1968
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For God's sake.
What happened to your eye?
Things got messy.
- Messy.
I banged into a door.
What really happened?
A work accident.
On the ship?
No. It happened at the last place
I used to work, in Beda.
a job there. They fired him.
on his way out the door.
We'd go out wearing those uniforms,
cruising Armutlu, Beylikdz.
We'd find people using illegal electricity
hook-ups. Mecit knew about those things.
We'd knock on the door and say we were
going to cut their power.
Normally housewives would be home.
I'd play bad cop. I'd yell at them,
tell them they'd get 7 years in prison.
We used to heaten up
things seriously: "You're...
stealing the nation's money." Etc.
Serious bullying.
Those women must have gone
weak at knees.
Which women?
Oh, yeah. You bet.
They'd be about to cry and carry on.
I'd say I was sealing their meter.
I'd make like I was writing.
Just making sh*t up.
Housewife tries to win Mecit over
as I play the 'honest' cop.
You should've seen me pal!
I'm taking down notes non stop!
Whatever the f*** I'm writing
god knows, I keep writing it.
He knew about all that stuff.
He'd say what a shame it was
to spend 7 years in the slammer.
He'd make up all this other sh*t.
When the woman asked if there was
some way to work things out...
...that's when he'd get to work.
Hmm, got you!
Ah, got you. Those women would
be ready to do anything, huh?
Don't get all excited, chipmunk.
This isn't porn.
The woman says her husband will
be home soon.
She asks if we can work something out.
Mecit tells her it'll be too late.
Once we write up the...
...fine there's nothing we can do.
We'd get in trouble.
That's a real dirty trick.
You bet.
So Mecit acts like a go-between.
First he talks to the woman.
A real ambassador, Mecit!
Finally, I give in.
He goes and asks the woman how
much she's got on her.
They really fall for it?
Sure. Some gave us gold.
We even got a TV once.
Yeah man, a scandal. Walked out
with a TV set.
But that's stealing, buddy.
Well they're stealing too.
Once we nailed a factory in Yenibosna.
That was a honey money goney, brother.
Good one.
What about your eye?
My eye. Ah, the last place we went...
turns out the guy works at Beda.
Oooh!
F***ing hell!
Of course he beat the sh*t out of you.
That ain't the half of it.
The whole neighborhood pitched in.
I'm on the ground and the f***ers
are stomping on my face.
Who'd do something like that?
What am I, a chicken?
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