Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright,

In the forests of the night:

What immortal hand or eye,

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

Monsters never forget.

The evil they have done.

The blood they have spilled.

The promises they haven't kept.

No matter the passage of time,

they never forget.

And monsters know how to hide.

In the depths of the city,

among millions of innocent people...

...they hunt with impunity.

No one can stop them.

We call these monsters "hitmen".

Sometimes, hell is on earth.

It is near

to those you love the most.

The ones you sweat and bled for.

Sometimes, it takes you 40 years

to realize this.

So, you want to quit the game?

Both of these are crucial, Kadir.

Both of them are fruits of a tree

watered with blood for 20 years.

You should know,

you drew that blood.

Talk straight to me,

because I know you well.

Will you do if, or will you not?

I won't.

When I was one,

back in the village, I got ill.

Nobody could cure me.

They said I rolled in agony.

No sleep, crying all the time...

My mother took me, far away,

to an old villager.

A "surgeon", so they said.

He wasn't.

For everyone to see...

...the old man took out a razor

and began to cut open my back.

With every cut,

yellow bile gushing and gushing...

Then, my crying stopped.

Everyone wondered if I was dead.

The old man took a cloth,

dipped it in vinegar...

...wrapped it on my back

and put me to bed.

I slept comfortably.

Even at this age,

I still cam! Those scars on my back.

How many men have you killed for me?

You cut open the infected back

of this world 66 times for me.

I'm not so young as to be disloyal.

So be if, tell me "no".

Now, you can quit the game.

What's the girl's name?

They fear you more than me.

They whisper "Demon"

behind your back.

Neither money nor fame could

take you away from us. Only love could.

- What's her name?

- Elsa.

Come to the restaurant

tomorrow night.

Let's have a farewell dinner

fit for Kadir Korkut.

Are we really going to do this,


We have to do if, father.

Our last bastion was old friends.

And now, we throw them away?

There's no one like him, father.

Some live to solve problems,

some to rule.

And some live to destroy.

Only Kadir can kill the other two.

- What if he resists?

- He won't.


- Are you sure?

- I'm sure. I can hit it.


Close your eyes.

Imagine your mother there.

- Mom's packing the luggage.

- No. She is there.

It's a coincidence.

Your gun is pointed right at her.

I thought you were sure.

- Come on, pull the trigger.

- Dad, what are you saying?

Pull it.

Never let your hatred blind you.

Sometimes, not pulling the trigger

is where the real strength lies.

- But you...

- Forget about me.

Your goal is to surpass me.

- Dad, I don't want to go.

- You're going, Kadir.

You'll become a man there.

A good man, Kadir.

Sometimes, hell is on earth.

Some endings are worse than death.

Like not keeping your promises.

Like having no mercy, no honor.

Promise me, son.

Will you be a kind man?

I will. I promise.

Some people look at you

all their lives, but never see you.

But Elsa, even though she will never

be able to look, still sees me.

Don't go unbuttoning your shirt

to show off to girls or something.

You're from Adana.

Karaisali district.

You won't be from

the exact same village as Cemal...

...but it will be close,

to help make you more likeable.

Don't act all smart, polite

and well-educated.

Try to be more like a thug,

rude in your own way.

That's exactly why

I got you that car.

One f*ck up, and we'll find you

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