1915

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Ladies and gentlemen, we

are gathered here to stage a play.

This will not be

an ordinary performance.

It is not fiction.

Our story actually happened,

a long time ago.

Tonight, on this stage...

we will tell the forgotten

story of 1915.

100 years ago,

in these very hours...

a great crime was commenced.

An entire people

vanished from the face of the earth.

Their ancient homeland

was erased.

Their churches dismantled.

Even the memory of their existence wiped

clean, and the crime covered up, forever.

We want justice!

We want justice! We want justice!

The sound

of Armenians, millions of them...

marching in cities

all across the world...

to demand a justice for a crime

that took place a century ago.

A million

and a half people slaughtered...

in the scorching deserts!

And the perpetrators

never punished!

Turkey cannot escape

the past any more!

Denial ends today! Denial ends

today! Denial ends today!

Do you feel this old theater

waking up around us?

Does that make you nervous?

It only pleases me.

The truth is that we're not really staging

a play here, we're staging a funeral...

a service for the unrecognized

ghosts of an entire nation.

Crying to be heard.

Begging to be seen.

Tonight on this stage we will create the

bridge between the present and the past.

Time itself will tear open.

And all the ghosts that still

live among us...

will finally go back to 1915.

Sir, you have to leave.

Leave. You get out!

You get out! Get out!

Restrain your woman, soldier!

No! No! No!

Ani!

No! I won't let him go!

You bastard!

May I remind you, soldier,

that the Empire is at war!

But it's not our war.

It's everybody's war now.

The entire world is wearing uniforms.

Isn't that right, soldier?

I said, "Isn't that right,

soldier?"

The colonel is right mother.

The Armenians...

The Armenians...

God damn it!

Sorry, everyone.

Angela, are you okay?

She's bleeding, Simon.

The blood is real.

Of course the blood is real,

James. You did well.

Now, Tony...

I know, I know, I know, I was

supposed to cry.

I was... I was thinking of

Grandma, just like you said.

Her smile.

Her smile?

When you think of Grandma,

remember her smile.

Her smile.

Gabriel, don't look so scared.

You are scared, which is why you

have to hide it, to appear brave.

Yes, sir.

Hey, can we do something about

this hat? It's just way too big.

Yeah, honestly, Simon... must we wear

these awful costumes for rehearsal?

But they're not costumes!

These clothes were worn by the very

Armenians slaughtered in 1915.

They died in these clothes.

Tonight, the fate of the dead

will be in your hands.

Their terror will pound

in your hearts.

At 5:
00 this evening,

you will no longer be actors.

You will bring those forgotten

souls back to life...

or you will die with them.

You've always liked my scars.

My darling wife... they are the

most beautiful parts of you.

Nobody else knows

about the scars.

I know.

Only you care about the scars.

Darling.

Yes, my love?

When will it be over?

Soon, my love, very soon.

I can come up the stairs...

I can be myself again?

I hate the stairs so much.

I know... I know it's hard.

But it's your mind connecting

these two worlds.

You are the secret of this play.

Everything ends tonight?

Everything. Tonight.

And tomorrow?

Tomorrow... we will be free.

God, I hate theater.

What did I do? What did I do to

deserve this?

It must have been

something really bad.

Oh, come on.

You're enjoying this.

Should've listened to your

agent, James.

This is where movie stars

come to die.

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