Somersault in a Coffin Page #5

I'm coming.

Is there any cotton wool?

-What are you talking about?

They need it downstairs.

-No cotton wool here. Ask Zeki.

Cotton wool.

Will you be here permanently

from now on?

I will.

-Do you make the tea too?

I'm in charge of here.

-Did they give you a bed?

Yes!

-That's good.

Well, not bad.

-I sometimes envy.

I'm in a worse

situation than you are.

What do you mean?

-You have a room!

Don't you have

anywhere to sleep?

I do and I don't. I stay

at my friend's place.

So do I. But friends are good.

-I sometimes dream of a place..

of my own! I could

sometimes do..

My friends are not

always at home.

You can visit us sometimes

if you like. When you can't..

find your friends.

-Upstairs?

Is that possible?

-Why not?

Impossible.

-It may be raining, snowing.

Or if you can't find a bus or

when you don't have any..

money, don't hesitate.

-No such thing!

We have plenty of

beds here anyway.

But I may have my

friends with me.

I'm not sure about friends,

but you can sometimes...

I mean not every night

but you know...

If it is only every now and

then, Zeki would let us..

sit at the

coffee house.

This is the room.

That's the key.

Come any time you like.

Bring along your friends.

You better not. But if you

do, don't let Zeki see it.

He's not in your crew, he's not your

buddy, nor is he a relative.

Why are you trying

to protect him?

How many?

-I don't have sugar in my tea.

My father was a taxi driver.

In the middle of the night..

at three or four o'clock, he had

to drive along a narrow road.

This is twenty years ago.

It was a very dark street!

The street was so narrow that

only one car could pass!

There was a table in

the middle of the road!

And a man at the table.

Do you know what he was doing?

He was having tripe soup.

Garlic, vinegar and pepper..

was there on the table.

-Your father must have come..

across a circus!

-A real dinner table.

My father got out of the taxi

and asked the man..

'What are you doing? '

The man didn't reply.

He just drew his gun and

bang! That's why everytime..

I go into a narrow street and..

I see a man drinking soup..

at a table, I take

the reverse gear.

Mahsun!

Mahsun, where

are you, son?

Hello Mahsun, how are you?

-Hello.

How is your work?

-Fine Reis. How are you?

How is everything?

-Well. It's always the same.

There is an old shirt on the boat.

Come and get it.

I'll come shortly.

-You can't find us in an hour.

As soon as I finish

sweeping, I'll come.

Take this. You may need

it to buy medicine.

No. I'm fine.

-Come on, you may need it.

You've misunderstood me.

I didn't do it for money.

You're ill. Take this.

-No, I won't.

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