Hababam Sinifi 3,5

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My dear Students,

esteemed Mr. Bedri.

I never intended to end

my career in this holy profession...

...which I committed 30 years,

and this beautiful life...

...in such a pathetic way.

The Class of Chaos

has ruined me, Mr. Bedri.

My dear wife, I rather

die once...

...than thousand times

each day.

Forgive me, daughter.

Forgive me, son.

Farewell.

Good bye life,

hello universe.

Kamil Canbolat.

Class:
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Subject; Origami

You cut just like

you speak, Lispy.

I just want them

to be right.

Give me another one.

This one's ready.

Come on. Don't keep

the customers waiting.

- Alright.

- Hurry on.

I'm coming.

Psycho. Be careful. Don't

scare off the customers!

Man. They make some

serious fuss.

Just a second.

Stop shouting.

There's enough for you all.

Report, 20 Lira.

Honors, 40.

Don't forget to pay.

Don't be so sad, Mr. Kamil.

But how, Mrs. Nuriye?

Just look at me.

I shouldn't have ended

up like this.

They will all

burn in hell.

You shouldn't exchange the pills that

a teacher would use for suicide.

He's coming!

Come on, exaggerate!

I've had enough of you!

What's going on?!

It sounded as if there

was a stampede here.

Stampede?!

Could be psychological.

What did you say, Lispy?

What psychology?!

Herd psychology.

- My sinusitis! That hurt.

- Well, of course.

I don't want to hear any

bad jokes from you, Mean Kenan.

Ouch! Mr. Bedri.

You're cruel.

Don't laugh!

Cut the laughter!

You rascals! What

have you done to Mr. Kamil?

He was about to commit suicide

and we saved him.

Shut up.

- You're lying, you pimple!

- My eye!

I saw the poor man.

You've turned him totally green.

Well, yes. We have

exchanged the pills.

Otherwise we would be

mourning after him now.

Make fun about your own

butt crack, you mad cow.

That's your share,

you bug!

Give me some more! I like that!

too expensive, Mr. Bedri?

Buy some foggers.

It's cheaper.

Don't laugh!

You bums!

Uncle Bedri, can I have

some as well?

Here.

Thanks.

You're welcome, idiot!

Spread them out.

Get your parents to sign them

and bring them back after the holiday.

Tell you're parents

my regards.

They should kick your butt for me

as well, while they're at it.

He wasn't as angry

as we expected.

That's obvious. He has

accepted defeat.

Yes, folks!

We have our reports...

...and can go now

to our homes.

- How are you, Mr. Kamil?

- As you can see...

"Green is my valley,

blue were the pills."

He's totally down.

It's very natural!

He looks like a grass head.

Oh my God! They'll call me

grass head.

Oh no, I won't let them.

I'll forbid that.

The pigments are ruined.

What did they give him?

Oh my God!

I could've been

resting in peace now.

Those who commit suicide

won't find peace.

Don't worry!

This time I'll save

you all.

Are you going to

dismiss them all?

No! I'm afraid I can't do that.

They have paid in total...

...260.000 YTL, those rascals.

But if they should chose to leave,

things would change quite a bit.

I spoke to a lawyer. In that case

they won't get a refund.

They would never leave.

They would've done it in the last

century, if they wanted.

They won't leave

voluntarily of course

They're not called Class of Chaos

in vain.

With a little push,

we could change everything.

Push?

Yes, listen up! I have a great

and cheap plan.

If you all help me...

...we'll get rid of the Class of Chaos

for good.

Deal!

The worst part of school

are the holidays.

Right! I don't want to go

home at all.

Besides, I have to stay

with Crazy Bedri.

And he saw my real report.

He'll make me sleep in the

balcony, that's for sure.

Nonsense, what balcony?

You can stay at our house.

I got honors after all.

Great, honors?

Who gave it to you?

We did, Baby!

Here. What are you on?

- Crazy Bedri comes in style!

- What do you mean style?

In summer style. He's going

on vacation I assume.

Idiots! Are you still here,

canaries?

We'll leave soon.

We're saying good bye.

Where are you off to?

Don't you see, my dumb son?

On vacation.

Vacation? In the

midst of winter.

My stupid boy.

Since you're ignorant, you wouldn't

know that when we have winter here...

...it is summer in the southern

hemisphere, fool.

Where are you going to?

Thailand. To be more accurate,

to Pippi Island.

Pippi Island?

What could be famous there?

What possibly could it be, Lispy?

The sea, the beach and sun.

Blow it!

You too.

I have to catch my plane.

I'll give your present for your

report as soon as I'm back.

Hope so.

- Farewell, losers.

- Let me take it.

Bye.

Have a nice flight, Bedri!

Have a nice vacation!

Watch out for tsunamis!

I almost forgot. You left your

report papers in the class.

In the trashcan.

Yes, we didn't want

to lose them.

Don't worry.

We'll take them.

Don't trouble yourself.

I sent all your reports to your

parents via courier.

Bye then.

If I'm not mistaken

we're all done for.

But why? We could

stay at school.

That you won't!

This is not a hotel!

I mean in order

to study, dad.

We may improve our grades!

Do it at home, dear.

You can't stay at school.

There will be renovations.

The school will be painted,

disinfected, washed and dried.

I'll miss my flight!

If I hear that you stay at school,

I'll waste you.

So, folks? Where shall we

stay for 3 weeks?

Wait till our tourist leaves,

then I'll tell you the address.

Are we going to

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