İncir Reçeli - İngilizce Altyazi "Fig Jam - English Subtitles"

Good morning, Shakespeare!

Cellular phones restrict freedom!

You owe me breakfast.
Duygu

Good Morning My Left Side!

Remember the song playing right now!

Fig Jam Is Nice

Fathers aren't Always Right

Bro, can't you stand
still just for a moment.

Look at the photo.

It is very pretentious
of you taking your...

...camera everywhere you go.

I've saved money for two
years to buy this camera.

It isn't about
the camera but vision.

What about mine, a pop
cape? Wait! Don't move!

Don't move your hand!

Here is the moment when
the greatest script writer...

...gives himself to booze.

Did you shoot the
great script writer?

What is this?
I've been a moron.

Although there are
so many alternatives...

- ... I'm picturing you.
- Buzz off!

Could you please plug in
my phone to the charger?

Perfect timing, dad!

Yes daddy. I'm at my
friend's place. Metin.

Metin, please turn
the volume down.

Okay father,
I'll be there soon.

I am leaving.

- I am going to load the
photos to computer. - Sure.

- Don't stay till late.
- Okay, daddy.

Very funny.

- Where is Erol?
- His daddy phoned.

Silly. He toook my
photos all night long.

- Beer?
- Okay.

Ozan.

Sweetie, if you don't
have somewhere to stay...

...you can come to my place.

We can have more
drinks there.

Sir, we are closed.
Please leave.

One moment.
I am going to tell...

Madam we are closed.

I was telling something...

Ozan, I forgot my phone, bro.

I was busy that I forgot
to give it back to you.

- Here you are.
- Thanks bro. See you.

See you, bro.

Hop hop golden ball.

That is only game
I love among all.

Miss, if you wish our security
can take you to your home.

I can go by myself.

No, I can't.

They can take you to
your place if you'd like.

- Where do you live?
- At home.

I am kidding.

- Mr. Ozan, will you intervene?
- Bro, what shall I do?

- Have you got any money? - Why?
Do you want to borrow some?

He took all of them.

- Where do you live?
- Galata.

Very close.
Can I stay with you?

- Ozan!
- Shall I leave her by the door?

What is this, a newspaper?

It was just an idea, bro,
why are you getting mad?

We'll talk about
your ideas later.

It seems that we are going
to my place, young lady.

- Bag.
- Bag.

- Have a good day, Metin.
- Have a good day, Ozan.

We'll talk.

- But no sex.
- No puke.

- No sex.
- No puke.

No sex.

Done.

No sex.

No sex.

- Good morning, Mr. Metin.
- Good morning, Cemil.

Last night we watched
your sketches again.

We laughed a lot.

How can you create
so much humour?

- From my ass!
- Sure. Here is your bread.

- Have a great day.
- Thanks.

You Owe Me Breakfast. Duygu

Glad to meet you.
I am Metin.

There is no love in it.

Yes, you wrote about a
couple likes each other but...

...it is not living,
it is cold, understand? Cold.

However, even if you write
a greatest love story...

...it doesn't worth
much in these days.

Look, if you want to
write about something...

... it should worth money.

You should write a bawdy comedy.

Use your brain, son,
people laugh at those.

Poor boy and rich girl
method was in the past.

People have so many problems lately.

People are after bread
money and seek...

... something to laugh at.

Who gives a fuck to
other people's love?

You write so many
sketches to TVchannels.

Choose a type among them.

Write a script about the
rich and sexy so we produce.

Mr. Metin, if you don't
need the other pages...

- Thanks Mr. Metin.
- No big deal.

Mr. Metin! I wanted
to ask you something.

I couldn't find the last
two pages of your last script.

Kids have lost them.

Are they getting
married at the end?

- Girl runs away.
- Really?

She is a wishy-washy indeed!

She has run after him...

- Cemil, shall we talk later?
- Alright, no problem.

- But now...
- Cemil!

Alright, Mr. Metin.
Have a great day.

You have a surprised look
on your face but it's Okay.

So how are you, bro?
How was your meeting?

Really? So do we have
so many planes again?

Fuck it, bro!

All the great artists were
appreciated after they were dead.

I just wanted to make a jOke.

What happened to the girl
last night, Metin?

Give me a beer now.

He asked a question,
answer him!

Nothing, bro. She was
gone when I woke up.

Clean job, bro.

The ideal woman is the one who
is absent when you wake up.

No, bro. We didn't
sleep together.

I slept on the couch.

- If she was not going to give...
- Give what?

- Give what, Erol?
- Give what, Lisa?

A friend of mine
owes me some money.

He refuses to pay back.

If he isn't going
to pay it back...

...why did he get it, bastard?

- You look sad. - He has so
many paper planes again.

You can always
write new ones.

How do you say;
my shop is here.

You became a Turk
just in two years!

Don't move!

You owe me a breakfast.

Can I get the same one?

- Your face is familiar. - Do I need
to throw up to remind you?

- Alright, I remember. - Correct
answer. Look, we get on well.

- Thanks. - But this time don't
forget to save some for cab.

I'll take it
before I leave.

Thank you.

Good morning.

- Breakfast is not proper
without fig jam. - I hate it.

- Didn't you spend all your
money last night? - I lied.

- I set up the radio.
Did it turn on? - I noticed.

It is good to
wake up with music.

You start the day
with more energy.

The janitor told me that
you are a script writer.

That's what he believes.

- Here.
- I don't like.

Electricity is off.

- Has any of your scripts
been filmed? - Yes, all.

- Really? - I've shot
them all in my head.

Very funny.

I've seen a guitar in
your room. Can you play?

- A little.
- Will you play for me later?

- No.
- Why not?

My father has told me that...

...doing one thing proper
is better than doing...

...many things a bit.

So, I've chosen script writing.

Fuck!

- Sketches!
- What sketches?

I am writing a sketch
for a TV talk show.

Yes?

Good morning.
I'm fine and you?

Thanks.
It's ready.

- Ready.
- He is lying!

- I'll send you in fifteen minutes.
- He is lying!

- Okay, I am going to send
it soon. - He's lying!

Alright. Thanks.
Have a good day.

I have to write
those sketches.

There is no electricity.

I need to go to
an internet café.

This pepper is so strong.

- Take the key, I am
going out too. - Okay.

I forgot to take
her phone number.

Fathers aren't always right!

Fig Jam Is Nice

I wish you'd have
written down your...

...phone number too.

- Good luck, Uncle Salih.
- Thank you Metin.

Cemil, leave raki
on the table.

My hands are busy.

Okay, Mr. Metin.

Cemil, we would drink together
if you wouldn't blush.

I asked but he
doesn't drink alcohol.

Cemil's voice.

I can do it again.
Okay, Mr. Metin.

Will we pretend like
strangers outside?

You had a friend,
I didn't want to bother.

He is a family friend.

- Do you live with your family?
- No.

- Where is your family?
- In Ýzmir.

- Nice city. Why are you here?
- I came here to study.

- After? - After I graduated I
worked in bars for a long time.

I was giving away
what I wrote.

Then I started to
write TV sketches.

How do you feel
of your sketches...

...being watched by people?

I don't know. That should
be asked to the actors.

They are the ones
recognized on the streets.

A grocery store wouldn't give
me anything without paying.

The janitor Cemil
appreciates you much.

According to me everyone should
has someone to appreciate.

Whom do you appreciate most?

By the way, if you give me
your phone number I can call...

Good morning, Shakespeare!
Cellular phones restrict freedom!

Remember the song playing right now!

... there are so many reasons...

... didn't pity on me...
I'm burning with your flames...

... come and put off my fire
with your skin my love.

I am taking your photos.

Aren't you gonna
pose or something?

Something I like
this or that?

Sorry, Liza.

No, this is not normal.
There is something about you

A girl?

- What's her name?
- Duygu.

- What's her profession?
- I don't know.

- Is she a student?
- I don't know.

- Where does she live?
- I don't know.

Very well. Are you
planning to have kids?

Bro, first you get to know each
other and then you'll tell us.

Now, shoot.

- What was playing on the radio?
- "Psychopath".

It is our song now.
May get a beer?

- "Psychopath"?
- Yes.

Should it be something
depressing instead?

I recognized your
face which is familiar...

... welcome to my heart my dear...

... sorry about the mess around here.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

I wanted to prepare
breakfast before you sneak out.

This time I had no
intention to sneak out.

Really? Then I wokee up
so early for nothing.

- C'mon, breakfast
is on me then. - Okay.

Good Morning My Left Side

This place only
serves breakfast.

You can have it at
any time of the day.

Everything is so fresh here.
Even the clotted cream is homemade.

- Bon appetite.
- Thanks.

Thanks.

- What is the tattoo on your
arm stands for? - An angel.

I did it myself.
After my mum's death.

- How did it happen?
- It hurt a bit.

- I meant your mum.
- Committed suicide.

I can do one for
you if you want.

- What?
- Tattoo.

I have no idea.

I can't think of something so
valuable to carve on my skin.

For instance we can
make a feather pen.

Wouldn't be so flashy
for a person who...

...writes only sketches
to TV channels?

You never talk about yourself.

My name is Duygu.
I'm 25 years old.

I'm joining your
lives from Istanbul.

You know about my mum.
My father lives in the country.

I don't have any siblings.
I like your company and fig jam.

- Are you excited?
- No.

I am only worried that
your questions might be hard.

Cowards die many times
before their deaths.

- Fuck!
- What?

I forgot to buy cigarettes.

I'm gonna get a pack.
You prepare the table...

- Okay?
- Okay.

I recognized your
face which is familiar...

... welcome to my heart my dear...

... sorry about the mess around here.

Sorry.

- Do I need to say something?
- You don't need to.

Talking is not for you.

You leave without saying
anything, don't you?

You depart in such a manner
that one's breathing is...

...left half finished,
let alone he is living.

You don't tell anything that
millions can be told on that.

You don't tell me
anything, Duygu. You just go.

- I didn't go.
- Wrong. You have never come.

I've created a woman
in my mind and...

...lived with her passionately.

Probably people laugh at
me for talking to myself.

You don't exist.

- I didn't go but ran away.
- Ran away from me?

Did you run away from a
guy who never touched you...

...although slept with you in
the same bed many times.

I ran away from that.
Do you understand?

I would love to have
your point of view.

What was I seeing?

There is no address,
no phone.

I go to bed with you and
when I wake up you are gone.

The most important...

Do you know what is
the most important?

That I smelled your scent.

That I fall in love to a
real person for the first time...

Other than the silly
characters I've created.

- I...
- I tell you.

You are egoist.

I am HIV positive.
I mean, I am AIDS.

Treatment of AIDS

You can ask me
everything dear.

I just want to know how...

They only try to extend
the duration of life.

Infection occurs by sexual
intercourse and blood transfer.

It doesn't spread with towel,
knife, fork, spoon or water.

It doesn't spread with
skin contact or hand shake.

According to researches only one
person was infected by kissing...

...because they both had
severe teeth bleeding.

Although only one person
it still is a risk.

During the last period
of the sickness...

...male patients have lesions
but my skin will remain smooth.

In fact no one dies
because of AIDS.

HIV infects primarily vital
cells in the human immune system.

Even if an individual catches
cold can't resist it and dies.

- Any more questions?
- No.

After this appetiser
briefing can we...

...start breakfast now?

Why don't you get treatment?

Do you think
I've never tried?

In this country even
doctors do not shake...

...hands with HIV
positive people.

No need to mention the
rest of the society.

When treatment starts
it is heard immediately.

If you have known how people
will react after learning it...

...you would be regretful
for talking about the treatment.

- How about your father...
- He knows.

I guess he is the only one
who really understands me.

How long an AIDS patient
can survive if gets treatment?

Not AIDS, HIV positive.

By taking handful of
pills daily you can...

...live for a long time.

Doesn't a longer time
which we can spend...

...together mean
something for you?

We can't spend that
time together, darling.

Once I restart treatment
this will be heard and...

...do you think they
will treat you differently...

...while you are with me.

You still didn't ask me
how I was infected?

I am scared to face the
person who caused you this.

Stop!
Stop it my love!

I beg you to stop!

Stop.

I can't do this to you.

This is very
difficult my love.

I wish I was immortal.

While refusing treatment?

I didn't mean death.
I meant immortality.

I was going to eat that.

... there are so many reasons...
one of them is the lover...

... didn't pity on me...
I'm burning with your flames...

... come and put off my fire
with your skin my love.

I used to play hide
and seek with my friends...

...when I was a kid.

I was scared that
they would not find...

...me where I hide.

While I was waiting
I needed to pee.

I used to leave my hiding
place with that excuse.

They always accepted my
excuse and never tagged me.

After I've learnt my
sickness I started to hide.

Never gone out of the
place where I was hiding.

I needed so many things
but grinned and bear it.

Because people are
harsh, impatient.

They would immediately tag me.

Then you came.

You reached the underneath of
the bed where I was hiding.

I was seeking
a place to hide.

Here is too narrow.
Too dark.

Here is painful.
Go!

I found you.

I saw you.

I touched you.

Touching you is like
having a break in life.

Touching you
is like breathing.

Touching you is like
burning all the words.

Touching you is like
forgiving the whole mankind.

Touching you is like
cleaning up the life.

Touching you is like
challenging death.

- Is raki in the fridge?
- In the fridge.

- What did you do today?
- Nothing, my Shakespeare.

Just visited some book shops.
What about you?

Nothing else but sent
out the sketches.

Fish is well fried.

Raki must be cold by now.
I'll go and get it.

You know, just because of this
reason I couldn't ask Duygu.

I had no idea what to do...

...when I met the animal
who infected her this.

I still don't know.

It is difficult to
tell this but...

...I really wanted you
to be healthy in front of me.

I'd love to hurt you.

But you have nothing
to lose, don't you?

You can't even reply me.

Because you are finished.

You are dying.

C'mon tell me something.

Give me a reason
to unplug you.

C'mon tell me something.

Talk to me!

Say "I poisoned the only
woman you loved".

Say "Every day before
you I am melting the...

...only woman you loved".

Say "I'm dying and don't
give a shit about you".

Say "I fucked your life"!

Tell me something.

Tell me something so I'll
get rid of the rock inside me.

Tell me something
so I can breathe.

Tell me something.

Tell me something.

- Metin, you are early today.
- Give me a beer.

- Something bad happened?
- Bad?

Darling...

Darling...

Metin bro, if you'd like one
of our guys can take you home.

No need. I'll walk
down the coast.

- Fresh air might refresh me.
- As you wish.

What are we are
tossing for, love?

Tossing for what?

We are drinking
for the losers, love.

That's me.

Or wait a minute.
Changed my mind.

Today we are drinking
for the death of...

...the killer of our love.

The killer who
struggling among cables.

Sooner or later he will die.

Death will be a
survival for him.

- Whom are you talking about?
- About your ex.

About my executioner.

While I was scared to face
him you led me to him.

Did you follow me?

I was worried that you
would run away again.

My thick head may
understand everything.

Anything can happen.

One can face anything.

But your desire
for a mature guy...

Is your body that cheap?

Do you know what
is really cheap?

Your easily made judgements
which don't value anything.

Good morning babe.

Your mouth smells
like my shoes.

You can't come to
breakfast like this.

The whole place
stinks like a shoe.

I was wondering why
there were no vermin here?

Of course they
wouldn't stay here.

Poor things must have fled.

Are you re-writing
"Love Story"?

If I don't drop by
we can't see each other.

Why don't you call and ask me...

...if I am okay and need anything
or when is my first exhibition?

Which I am not planning
to have one soon.

But still I expect
you to ask me.

If I don't pop by
we'll loose communication.

You are very untidy, man.

Have you become senile?

There are notes everywhere.

Fuck!

You writers are unreliable.
You don't even like fig jam.

Erol, you are like a sewing
machine at this time of the day.

We need to find you
a girl friend, bro.

She shouldn't be around so
much but come time to...

...time to tidy up your ass.

You're lucky to have me for
dropping by to fix your ass.

I shouldn't have forgotten the
powder sugar but still tasty.

By the way...

...here is my first photo
shot with my new camera.

I printed the date and
my signature at the back.

Thanks.

Thanks?

Is this how you
respect an artist?

What a shame!

I can't stay in this
environment any more.

I go to my course
where I perform my art.

Don't bother to
show me to the door.

See you in the evening.

What are you doing
with my shoes?

Are they yours'?

I am sorry, I thought the
owner had already died...

Drop them immediately!

Mr. Metin, any garbage?

Anyway, I'll drop by later.

Scene 1

- Shall I take you home?
- I can go by myself.

- Get in there but don't vomit!
- No sex!

No sex!

Good morning, Shakespeare

Cellular phones restrict freedom!

Fathers aren't always right!

My sorrow is here...

... not in the pouring rain...
not in the lying autumn...

... not in empty streets.

My body is thrown...

... time lost in your hair...

... my eyes watch the streets...

... the reason is rebellious love.

I am burning inside I am bleeding inside...

... what is left behind is handful...

... you left me in sorrow...

... my mind blown.

Can I help you?

There was a sick person here.

- I... - Mr. Selim.
He was my tenant.

He passed away.

I am lookng for the girl
who used to visit him.

His daughter Duygu.

She left here after
her father's death.

Daughter?

What are you doing, bro?

Have you lost your mind?

You answer my call
and then do whatever...

Only one person was
infected AIDS by kissing.

My father is the only
person who really understands me.

She left here after
Mr. Selim's death.

Fig jam is nice.

Metin!
What are those, bro?

If you have satisfied
your curiosity you may go.

How can I go leaving
with you like...

Erol, fuck off!

You see I am alive.
Now go.

- Metin!
- Fuck off, Erol!

If you need anything
call me, bro.

I would love to
write like you.

I think you writers are
born to be a writer.

I mean you don't live
what you write mostly.

The script writer of ET
didn't see an ET.

Cheers!

Can you pass me
the water, darling?

People are like rain
drops striking a windscreen.

While some drops are
going down it mixes up...

...with more drops and
its movement gets stronger.

I've mixed with you my love.

People are cruel, wasteful.

They behave as if
everything is everlasting.

One day...

...they don't think that the
driver may open the window.

I love you.

I wish I was immortal.

I wanted to be immortal.

While refusing treatment?

I didn't mean death.
I meant immortality.

Voyage of an AIDS patient.

Said "While carrying
the death in her pocket...

...she wanted to be immortal".

Fig Jam

We are shooting.

Okay, thanks.

If there will be any
developments we'll call you.

Even if it is negative
please let me know so...

...I won't wait for nothing.

Sure.
Have a great day.

I worked on the
scenes you gave me.

It seems to be a nice story.

But why on earth this
girl loves fig jam so much?

That seems silly.

What is so important
you want to tell me?

In fact I wanted to
tell you this before...

Tell what?

Two years ago you came
to Istanbul for a week.

Why didn't you go back?

Love.

Love of Istanbul.

But I couldn't find the love
I was seeking in Istanbul.

- So I decided to
return home. - Return?

I've already stayed a lot.

One shouldn't push
her luck so much.

One should see the other
countries and cities too.

You are right.
One shouldn't push luck so much.

- Would you like fig jam?
- I don't like.

How do you feel playing
an AIDS patient?

Did you have difficulty
in making sex scenes.

When will you
shoot the sequel?

Dr. Tayfun is the AIDS
couch of our actress.

Congratulations.
Great script.

You, you know her.
I've seen you with her.

Where is she?

- Tell me!
- Yurt Hospital.

I found you my love.

Open your eyes.
Please open your eyes.

Forgive me.

I behaved like the others.
Please open your eyes.

Open and forgive me my love.
You are now immortal.

- Welcome darling.
- I found you!

Get me out of here.

When my father
brought this disease...

... to our home I wasn't born yet.

My mum thought that she
was milking me for months.

When she learnt about
my father's cheating and...

... her poisoning me
she refused treatment.

I wasn't lying when I told
you she committed suicide.

I am going my mum's way.

Instead of living a longer life
while being excluded from society...

I preferred living a shorter
life like an ordinary person.

Docs say that I'll die
because of influenza.

Funny isn't it?

This illness kills
while living.

They didn't give me any
right to love something alive.

So I loved fig jam.

Fig jam was you, my love.

Now close your eyes.

Think about the good
things you'll do.

I am not telling that
you should forget me...

...because I wouldn't forget you.

But never cross with life.

I'll be with you
whatever you will do.

In the mornings you'll
again wake up with the radio.

You'll get out of bed
with energy and...

...turn down the radio.

Then you'll open the
window and stretch...

...yourself through outside

There are thousands outside
waiting for your stories.

They all expect to be
understood, like me.

Write my love.
Continuously.

Tell them each other.

Tell them how beautiful
to touch each other.

Tell them to mix up with each other.

Tell them what they forget
during the life cycle.

Tell them about making love.

Tell them how to become a single
body even in the worst moment.

Dying alone is difficult.
Tell them the easiest way.

Now, open your eyes my love.

I promise you.
Everything will be fine.

I am mixed with you my love.
Now you are now stronger.

Tell them one day the driver
suddenly may open the window.

Fig Jam