Press Page #4

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There are honest newspapers.

Which newspaper is this?

Ozgur Gundem (Free Agenda).

Here, take this.

Here. Take your

oil money.

No. I don't want it.

What do you mean?

I can't take your money.

Put it back in your pocket.

Here, take it!

No, no.

I could never take it!

For God's sake,

take it already!

I can't find it in my heart

to take your money.

What do you mean? Didn't we

just bargain for a price?

We didn't know each

other when we bargained.

Alright.

- Frat, is Hasan here?

- Yes.

I caught them, caught

them red-handed!

- Who?

- Who do you think?

The kidnappers in Yksekova.

I caught them red-handed!

Faysal, you still haven't learned how

to take a photo! These are out of focus.

Can you see the men? All right!

What more do you want?

Hello?

Ok, one minute.

Faysal, it's for you.

Yes?

If you print those photos we'll

kill you and your whole family.

F*** you. A**hole!

What photos?

Look... this is

your last warning.

If I see those photos in the paper

I'll shove the paper up your ass.

You're going to be buried with your

beloved newspaper shoved up your ass.

Take a hint and

act accordingly.

How dare you speak to

me like that, you bastard!

I'll print those photos and

I'll print them on your ass...

...so that all the people who f*** you

can see what you're made of!

That's all, Faysal.

The choice is yours.

What sort of language was

that? That's beneath us!

He started it!

Is this how you set an

example to your friends?

This is not like you,

not like you at all.

Hello? One minute.

Frat, Frat, it's your father.

Hello. Dad? How are you?

I'm fine my son, how are you?

I'm all right dad. I'm working.

How are things with you?

We're still at the refugee camp.

Sometimes we work illegally

with one of our friends.

It will be easier when we get residency

Then we can bring you here.

Ok, dad. Say hello to mom.

THIS IS HOW THEY TRANSPORT DRUGS.

Faysal, Istanbul did a lot

of work editing your story.

Did you see it? This

isn't what you wrote.

I don't have time to deal

with the small details.

I leave that to the people

in the editorial office.

Faysal, they're putting extra

security at the funeral.

Let the activists worry about that. I'm a

journalist. They'll get beat up, not me.

Don't give me that...

They're searching everyone, leave your

switchblade so I don't have to worry.

Don't you see what

they're trying to do?

Faysal, stop this tough guy thing. If

you bring the knife I won't go with you.

Ok, ok! It's just

for self-defense.

You're going soft. As if they're

giving us flowers and we're...

Faysal, enough!

Frat, take this and put

it somewhere safe, ok?

Ok, Faysal.

Look, this stays

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