Baskin Page #6
I said it for your own good. If you
have work to do, you should go indeed.
- It's your bread and butter after all.
- Hey, what the hell is the matter with you?
Move it!
Chief, isn't that our guys' car?
- Back in the Ottoman days...
- Shut up!
Okay, okay, Yavuz.
Let him speak. Speak!
Back in the Ottoman days,
this place was a police station.
When I was a child, it was a stable.
No one comes here now. Deserted.
What are you doing here, Sir?
Seyfi, did you know about this place?
when I was a kid.
It was a police station
back in the Ottoman days.
- Chief. Come on, let's check on our guys.
- Okay.
Everybody be careful, okay?
Come on.
Your uncle placed you under my care, Arda.
Don't worry, I have the key to all this.
What the hell is this?
All units! All units!
It's not working.
- Seyfi, enough! Get a grip!
Seyfi. Calm down, dude. Calm down.
We have the gun, we have the badge.
- Okay?
- Okay, chief.
- How does our national anthem begin?
- "Fear not".
Just like that! Come on, boy.
Hey! Stop! Don't run! A**hole!
F*** the police.
You goddamn sons of b*tches.
- Chief, I'm going in.
- Boss, come on. We're going in.
Watch the back. Come on.
Easy.
What the hell is this smell?
There's nothing here.
- Can anybody hear me?
- Is anybody there? Hello?
- We're talking to you, damn it!
Sh*t!
What the hell?
What's going on here?
Look over here.
Look at us, damn it!
Who the hell are you?
Where is your unit?
Stop your crying!
Where is your unit, dude?
Yavuz, check for his ID.
There's nothing on him.
What have you done to yourself?
Were you the ones who called for backup?
- What the f*** is going on here?
- Son, where is your unit?
Where is your unit?
- Seyfi.
- Yes?
Come here, take him to the car.
- Now! Move it!
- Alright, sir.
Come with me, man.
F***.
Bro, it's pitch black down there.
There's no way in hell I'm going down.
Yavuz, you stay here with Arda.
Apo and I will go check.
- Come on, Apo.
- Boss, I'm coming too.
Are you sure, man?
F*** this sh*t!
Brother, what's your name?
Did you call for backup?
F***!
F***! F***!
F***.
F***... What the hell is this?
Boss, let's get out of here.
What the hell have you done here?
Boss, run! Run!
Arda, run!
Remzi! Remzi!
Remzi!
Easy, boy.
I felt like...
I was about to pass out.
You're fine. Come on.
- We have a long way to go.
- I feel so weird.
Where am I? What am I doing?
I'm all dizzy. I don't understand.
Not everything has a clear answer, Arda.
Let me put it this way:
Tonight, we're at a crossroads.
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