Vizontele

in memory of...

...my grandfather, Nazmi Erdoan

and my brother, Grdal Tosun...

in southeastern Turkey

Emin! Emin!

Yeah, what?

Cut it out!

lso, Veysi, you bastards.

Just wait till l catch you!

Stop it!

lf l f***ing catch you...!

Sons of b*tches!

l'll show you!

Damn!

Missed it again!

lsn't it a bit too close for comfort?

Closeness inspires love,

which leads to Art.

How many girls have you

tried that line on?

Search for the answer

in my eyes.

-What a f***ing stupid movie!

-Don't flip out on me!

-lt's bullshit!

-So don't watch it, idiot!

How am l supposed to know it's

bullshit without watching it? ldiot!

Keep it down!

Shut your faces and sit down!

Hello! What a coincidence!

You again.

Well, it's a public beach after all!

l'll tell that lady you stole her car.

That's enough out of you!

Go find yourself another beach!

You've utterly ruined me!

What's the big deal?

Don't cry mother.

l'll do my duty and come back.

The movie made me cry.

What's the matter?

Nothing, just hiccups.

Mother, please don't cry.

l've just been called up, that's all.

Mother, we all did it.

And l served 28 months.

Why so long?

Never mind.

lt's a bit complicated.

Weren't you caught with a woman?

Some broad?

That's no way to talk about

a married woman.

She was married, too?

-Why'd you say she was married?

l didn't. You did!

Cut it out.

Watch the movie! You too.

Mother!

l told you, it's the movie.

What's there to cry about?

They won't live happily ever after.

lt's all over,

and we're together again.

Till death do us part.

lt's these false teeth, Mayor.

Food keeps getting stuck

under them.

You've gotten old, Casim.

We'll be eating helva next year

after your funeral service.

Why me?

Maybe you'll die pimp.

l still have my own teeth, codger!

Pimp!

But there's only a couple of months

between you.

No way! Old Casim was friends

with my late uncle.

F*** off!

He's been dead for ten years!

See? You've got one foot

in the grave!

You're like a fossil, Casim.

We'll put you in the museum

if we get one.

No hard feelings. l was just

joking along with the others.

Rifat.

lf you've finished eating,

go say goodbye to your friends.

Yes, sir.

Stay away

from their mothers, though.

Don't worry, dad.

So, Rifat's doing his

military service too.

Time sure flies. l was a private in

lzmir and...

...there was this officer who...

Well, dear old Casim.

lzmir was part of the Ottoman

Empire then, wasn't it?

Empire?

Turkey wasn't even

a republic back then!

Asiye!

Hey, Asiye!

Rifat. What are you doing?

Shhh.

Mother's photo!

Go! Quick!

l'm going away.

l'm going away.

l know.

You'll wait for me, won't you?

l'll wait.

What should l get you from Ankara?

What do you know about gifts?

Some men even write poetry.

All you do is chase after a ball.

l don't chase after a ball. l'll be

a football player one day. God willing.

Don't start that again.

What's that?

My scab's inside it.

Scab?

Remember how l fell and skinned

my knee when we first met?

l saved the scab

because it was our wound.

l know it's silly, but...

l thought it'd be better than

giving you a picture.

You might get bored of it.

But a scab

is like a piece of my flesh.

lt'll give you a pang

every time you look at it.

ls heart-of-stone Asiye crying?

Why would l cry?

l thing a scab's a silly gift

for a girlfriend, too.

Mom's probably looking for me.

-l'll write the minute l get there.

-Fine.

-What do you mean, fine?

-You know. Fine.

Give me a kiss.

You know, l'm off to the army.

Not like that.

On the lips, like in the movies.

No way.

l won't leave until you do.

Don't then.

Don't eat the food over there.

l won't, mom.

lf she could, she wouldn't let go of

him until he was discharged.

Siti, the bus is leaving!

Don't eat just anything.

You've got a sensitive stomach.

Have someone else try the food

first. Then eat it.

All right, mom.

May God be with you.

Look.

What do you think?

That's what l got up to in Ankara.

The last time l went to the nightclub

the owner said ''Welcome, Fikri''.

Turns out he'd seen my name

on my lD bracelet.

l asked where Feri was.

l've got a babe there. l call her Feri

cause she looks like the actress.

Her real name is Gulsen,

but her friends call her Munevver.

And when we're alone

l call her ''lambchop''.

She's such a sweetie.

Hello, Engin.

Hi, Emin.

l brought your radio.

Does it work now?

What do you mean? Has any radio

escaped my healing hands?

-What kind of answer is that?

-What kind of question was that?

How much do l owe you?

Don't worry about it till later.

ls that scumbag there in the shop?

Where in Ankara is this nightclub?

ln Ulus. Over by that statue.

You should see all the lights and

glitter. Real classy joint...

What do you want, psycho?

l want my money.

What money?

Didn't l fix your radio last year?

And didn't you tell me

to come back later?

-Now fork it over!

-Think you can bully me, d*ckhead?

-Watch your mouth, Fikri!

-What are you talking about?

Get out of here, f***-face!

Fikri, what do you want

from the poor orphan?

The bastard's cursing at me.

You started it! l fixed your radio.

Now pay up, f*ggot!

Who're you calling f*ggot, pimp!

Pimp yourself, you son of a b*tch.

Stop it. That's enough.

Go on, get out of here, Emin.

Maniac...

See you later, Fikri.

Damn! My arm!

Here's a list. Wires, spools and stuff.

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