...to Mustafa Kemal, ...to Turhish Republic...
...and this is a treachery to Turkish public that gained their independence for the cost of their life.
Friends,we will resist to the treacherous.
We can't ignore this treachery.
There is no pass for the sixth fleet.
Down with American imperialism!
Long live fully independent Turkey!
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In the name of God.
I didn't understand anything you say.
Imperialism or something else... I don't care.
He is a handsome boy, isn't he?
Who? The one who gave the speech?
Yeah,of course. He looks like steel.
I suppose, you didn' like it that much.
No,i liked him,he is a handsome boy.
Where is Hakan? I can't see our hero.
This is Hakan. Find a way, he escapes.
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Cemile?
I am so sorry for this my unexpected visit.But Süheyla...
What is this rush?
I have to talk a very important thing with you.
Hope nothing's wrong, come in.
Luckily you are here, my son.
I missed you.
Bro,she was wandering your name every time.
I am missing you too mom,is your health good? How are you?
Sometimes,between two my sholder bone on my ridge...
...a pain enter and exit like knife but...
...I am an old stager.
Magnificent,you are good.
Magnificent grandmother,I saw good you too.
Oh dear! Who is he,he saw good his grandmother.
Oh! This is a sheep.
He is fragrant like perfumed.
In a foreign language...
....probably English.
We have to find someone to read this.
That's why I came to you.
Finished.
Enjoy it.
What about that construction at olive grove? Is it about the finish?
Not bad aunt, has its rough work finished yet.
But the main work starts now, sink, faience.. it's the time we need money now.
Here is the bill I paid money for the contractor.
Are you looking for your eyeglasses Ali bro?
-No, a letter... -What letter?
Gosh... A letter about with job mom.
Osman,let's go my son.
-Mom we are going out. -Oh,you've just came.Where are you go?
-Ok I come again. -I wish you take a sit.
-I will let you know. -Okay,I wait.
I come again,Farewell.
What happened you jumped,what is this rush?
Goodbye.
He doesn't looks like well.What is wrong with Ali?
What are you murmuring?
Oh,nothing.
I prayed for my son Ali.
Osman?
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