Hababam Sinifi 3,5
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- 2006
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My dear Students,
esteemed Mr. Bedri.
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:
EmptySubject; 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!
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'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,
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.
Great, honors?
Who gave it to you?
We did, Baby!
Here. What are you on?
- 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 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.
stay for 3 weeks?
Wait till our tourist leaves,
then I'll tell you the address.
Are we going to
Wee-Wee Island as well?!
Just open the door!
Take your shoes out!
Who am I talking to?
- Yes, sir.
Pray for snow. Or else our plan
goes down the drain.
I'll sure pray!
The adventure begins.
- Little more left.
- Yes, sir.
No begging here. This is
a school. Shame on you!
It's you?
You're great.
Psycho. What are you doing!?
You're piercing my dad.
Stop that!
Little more to the left.
These are our
new friends.
Rezzan, zge and Tue.
Perfect.
Well, girls...
Take your shoes out.
I'm begging you!
Take this too!
What are you throwing at me?
Do I look like a monkey to you?
Next to the table.
Mr. Bedri.
Mrs. Sheyla is here.
Welcome.
Nice to meet you.
Welcome.
First I'd like to
give you the money.
Thanks.
Can I have
a wine glass?
Wine glass! Right away.
Here you are.
- Thanks.
- Not at all!
Midget.
Good evening, Midget.
What are you doing here
at this hour?
- I came for the test.
- Which test?
Don't know. Mr. Bedri said we
were to make a test.
A test at this unholy hour.
Test. Now I got it.
Why don't I get it?
You'll get it soon enough.
- Jesus! What was that?!
- An owl.
Oh my God!
Jesus!
Run! Run!
Oh my God!
What's going on?!
Good God!
Yusuf! You're going to die, Yusuf!
Mr. Bedri?!
What Bedri?! I'm telling you,
you're going to die!
somewhat scared.
Mortal?!
My God!
Help!
Help! Help!
Mr. Kamil?
Run away,
sharks!
What!? Sharks?!
Oh no!
Shoo! Noo!
Take me with you!
Help!
Police! Coast Guard!
Help!
Hello, Mr. Yusuf!
Mr. Yusuf?
Mr. Yusuf.
That's it!
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