Lal gece

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Nephew, you've been through a lot...

...spending your life behind bars.

I've had a big part in that, I know.

Now off you go, have your wedding.

Know happiness from now on at least.

Go have a wedding worthy of

this family's rank and honour.

- Off you go, sweetheart. Goodbye.

- In the name of God!

- God speed and good luck.

- Amen, amen!

May God bless you with happiness.

In the name of God, the Merciful...

- Don't cry, dear. I can't bear it.

- Goodbye, little sister.

- May God make you happy.

- Amen, amen.

God speed and good luck.

You're carrying the family's honour.

May God make your new home a happy one.

Be sure not to let the family down.

- Don't cry, don't cry.

- C'mon, let's take her out.

From the groom's sister-in-law.

God bless! Congratulations!

A bracelet from the groom's sister.

God bless!

I'm his uncle's wife. God bless!

A bracelet from the bride's sister.

God bless!

A bracelet from the groom's cousin.

Congratulations!

It's beautiful.

Thank goodness you're out of jail!

We're all glad to have you back.

I hope by the grace of God

you'll see better days from now on...

...and that we can all get together

like this now and then.

May God keep anyone

from going to jail again.

Amen, amen!

Over to you, musician!

Play and let's celebrate.

- God bless!

- May God grant a happy home!

C'mon, sweetheart.

- Congratulations! God bless!

- Thanks, thank you.

- Where should I put these?

- Over on the table there.

- God bless! May she be happy.

- Thanks.

- Where should these go?

- Take them to the table over there.

- Good luck!

- God bless!

Now off you go.

Leave your sweet things behind

and take the bitter with you!

- May God give you his blessings!

- Be happy in your home!

God bless you all.

Thanks, everyone.

May God give you happiness!

Amen. And may He grant the same

to your daughters.

God willing!

How's it going, sweetheart?

Are you all right?

God bless you and make you happy.

You've come to your new home.

Always be happy and at ease

in your new home.

Do as your husband says.

Be comfortable here.

Remember your husband's honour

and your family-in-law's honour.

Don't cry, dear. OK?

We've all been brides like you.

We'll all done it.

We've settled into our new homes.

You'll be happy in your home too.

OK, sweetheart? Don't be upset,

or you'll make me upset for you.

This is your home.

No matter if your husband

beats you or curses at you...

...you're not to walk out of that door.

This is your home.

Now here's the bridal sheet.

You sleep on this with the groom.

Then they'll come by at dawn.

They'll knock on your door

at the time of morning prayers.

You must fold the sheet

and give it to them at the door.

Then you can go back to bed

and sleep in peace with your husband.

OK, dear?

May God give you peace and happiness.

Be happy and comfortable here.

This is your home.

I'm leaving now. Goodbye, God bless!

This is your home now.

You arrived in a white wedding dress

and you'll leave in a funeral shroud.

Whether your husband beats you

or curses at you, you can't leave.

OK, dear? Good night then.

Welcome.

Welcome to your new home.

They're just playing jokes,

silly asses!

Are you scared?

But there's nothing to be scared of.

It's a tradition.

They're just friends playing jokes.

It's all part of the wedding thing.

You deserve better than this, but...

Please accept it

as something grander.

My, it's hard work getting to see

that pretty face of yours!

Well, in that case

let's try another way.

I don't seem to have pleased you

with my wedding gift.

Let me go and fetch you

the entire jewellery shop then.

Glory be!

God has given you all the beauty

in the world, bride.

The bride seems not

think much of the groom.

No, don't think that.

At last we hear the bride's voice.

Of course, if I was blessed

with the beauty of the full moon...

...l'd be coy too.

But I'm not being coy.

Hmm, the bride isn't being coy.

In that case, what is she doing?

I'm not being coy.

I'm just scared.

C'mon, am I that ugly?

God forbid!

That's not what I meant.

I'm just... I'm just scared.

Fate has brought us together.

We're husband and wife now.

Well...

We're considered so.

Like it or not,

we can't change that.

Now...

What should I say to you, bride?

My mother was around your age

when they married her to my father.

So 13 or 14.

My father was a formidable man.

He was known as 'Sosur'.

That's a name they call grouchy men.

For a whole seven years...

...he refused to take her

to see her mother and father.

Now my gran was a very gentle lady.

And one day she said to my father...

"Really, don't be so heartless.

Take the woman to her family."

"Let her see her mother and father

before they're dead," she said.

No one was expecting my father

to do anything like this.

But he said, "Get the horse ready!"

So the horse was got ready

in the stable.

My mother was helped onto the horse.

Now this was a huge stable.

The richest man in the village,

his stable.

My father walked her back and forth

from one end to the other 15-20 times.

Then he helped her off and said,

"Here we are at your parents' house."

Why are you laughing?

Well, isn't the bride

going to pour some water?

We must perform our ablutions

before the prayer ritual.

Don't worry, I can do it.

In the name of God...

Thanks.

Well, doesn't the bride

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