The Water Diviner Page #2

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Beautiful hotel.

Best room.

I'm going to Gallipoli.

- How do I get to Gallipoli?

- Huh?

I want to go to Gallipoli.

- Mister? Mister?

- Gallipoli.

Come to our hotel.

Beautiful hotel.

Beautiful view.

Anything you want,

my anne can make.

Maybe you can help me.

I'm going to Gallipoli.

No, you're not.

No-one goes there

without a permit.

You'll have to go to

the British War Office

- in Sultanahmet.

- Where?

- Sultanahmet. We go!

- Old city.

And... I'd keep an eye

on your bag if I were you.

Crafty little buggers.

Oi!

Oi!

Oi!

Mister! Mister!

Where you go?

Little bastard.

Give me that bag,

you little bastard.

See, beautiful hotel.

Clean sheets, hot water,

no Germans.

Hello.

I, uh... I need a room.

You're from England?

No.

No, I'm from Australia.

Um, I'm sorry,

Orhan has made a mistake.

We have no rooms.

Your son dragged me halfway

across this wretched city.

Ah, no, no, no, no.

The boy was right.

Our best room is now vacant,

Mister...?

Connor. Joshua Connor.

You are most welcome, Mr Connor.

The room is up the stairs.

Breakfast is at eight.

Would you like for her

to bring the tea?

Uh, no. No, thanks.

But your son did mention

there might be some hot water.

Ah, it is shameful to lie.

You are a spoilt mother's boy.

Oh, no, it's alright. I must

have just misunderstood.

Please, please.

It is his duty.

Thank you very much.

This your room.

You seem to know

where everything is.

How about tomorrow you take me

to the War Office?

- I'll pay you.

- Yes, you will.

Towels for you, Mr Connor.

I am preparing you a hot bath

down the hall.

It will take some time.

My son is no liar.

He seems a very resourceful boy.

He is. Very resourceful.

You have children?

Yes.

Three sons.

What are they selling?

They're not selling anything,

Mr Connor.

It's a call to prayer.

Your guide book is out of date.

I didn't come here to sightsee.

You should see the

Blue Mosque, at least.

Even in my 'wretched city'

it is a beautiful place

to find God.

I didn't come here

for him either.

I'm on my way to Gallipoli.

You mean Canakkale.

There is nothing there

but ghosts.

My son, he cannot help you

tomorrow.

He is needed here.

Have your bath and come back.

I regret to inform you

we do not issue civilians

travel permits to Dardanelles.

It remains a very sensitive

military zone.

In fact, our friends the

Greeks have made things

even more complicated

by invading Turkey's western coast.

It'll be some time before

we bring order to this chaos.

Arthur, Henry and Edward Connor.

All served in the 7th AIF Battalion.

They all enlisted together.

And they died together.

All killed in the one day.

August 7th... 1915,

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