NETFLIX PRESENTS
IN A WORLD WHERE CHILDREN ARE CRYING, LAUGHTER CAN ONLY BE CRUEL.
TO ALL THE CHILDREN WHO GROW UP ALL ALONE ON THE STREETS…
-Hello, welcome. -Thank you.
-Merci. -Have fun.
-Mr. Yasin! Do you have a moment? -A photo with your wife, please.
-Please. -Do you have a moment?
Thank you so much. Could we get one more, please?
Welcome, Ms. Aslı. Would you mind posing for a photo?
Girls, want to go for a ride?
-Get the fuck out of here! -Go away!
Come on, boy! Move!
Come on, boy!
Jeez, fucking nutcase. Move, boy!
Don't stare at me. Go away.
Brother!
Brother?
Mehmet?
Did you collect paper again?
It's like a workout. I get some fresh air too.
I feel rusty when I sit around.
Workout for what? We collect paper too. You don't need to exert yourself.
-You're killing yourself! -I got dizzy.
Of course you did. You're trying to kill yourself!
I'll be fine.
You're out of medicine. The doctor said you should sit up straight.
Come here.
Hello? Uncle Tahsin?
Help us! Get out of the way!
-Get out of the way, man! Help us! -Move…
-Help us! Isn't there a nurse here? -Take a number.
-Where? What? -From the machine by the door.
I'm asking for help. You're telling me to take a number.
Don't you fear God?
Hang tight. Can you do it?
Sit up straight, okay?
Okay.
Help us!
Please, help my son! Help!
-He can't breathe. -Bring a stretcher!
-Be careful. -Stand back. How is the patient?
-He has a pulse. -The respiratory tract is open.
He has bradycardia and anisocoria.
-His pulse is dropping. -Take him to the red zone.
-I promise you, baby. You'll get better! -Opening vascular access.
-Run a blood test for allergies. -Right away!
My boy…
You'll get better. I promise you.
It will all get better.
NUMBER - COUNTER
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
You can get dressed.
You're waiting for a kidney transplant.
You need to hang tight until a suitable donor is found.
It's your turn for dialysis.
Get an appointment soon. See your nephrologist too.
I can't take it anymore, Doctor.
Uncle Tahsin!
Get in.
The downpour that has started suddenly this evening is still affecting Istanbul.
A yellow alarm has been issued.
You can see the footage of the downpour. The Meteorological Service…
Did you see the kid, Gonzi?
-What happened to him? -I don't know, brother.
So, what did the doctor say?
The same things, Uncle Tahsin. I'm still waiting for a kidney.
-And the money? -I've saved up a lot.
Almost there.
Once they find the kidney, everything else will be easy.
Exactly.
Why don't you lie down, brother?
-You said I didn't smell? Huh? -You really don't.
Fuck off! I smell so bad, the doctor's nose fell off.
I don't smell it, at least.
You're feeling better already.
The doctor gave him morphine. He'll be pretty high soon.
Isn't he always high anyway?
We need to find a night pharmacy to get his prescription.
-No problem. -Thanks.
-When will you go to the hammam? -The day after tomorrow. Why?
You two smell like shit, boy.
He is right. We smell terrible.
And the roads are--
Uncle, leave it on. If you don't have any objections.
Yes.
God…
I have an objection to my cruel destiny
I have an objection to this endless agony
To the fickle finger of fate To the blows dealt by life
To every single trouble
I have an objection
To loves that remain unfinished
To my borrowed smile
To dying before getting to live life
I have an objection
Hey, handsome! Want to have fun?
What's up?
Goal!
What is it?
I'm fine, Gonzi.
I'm not coming today.
Just kidding.
I'll be there in five minutes. Let me finish my breakfast.
Okay, see you.
Good morning, Sister Hacer.
Keep knitting. Winter's coming.
-Enjoy your food, guys. -Thanks.
-Have a good day. -Thanks.
-Have a good day, Brother Hasan. -Thank you.
-Brother Mehmet! -What?
Do you have five liras?
You beggars, have you been waiting for me here? Huh?
No, brother.
You'll buy glue with that money, won't you? Smartass.
That's not true. We'll buy bread.
-Bullshit. You think I don't know you? -I swear to God.
Don't swear to God, boy. He's already punished you enough.
Look at you.
You boys…
You'll be the end of me. Take it.
If I see you sniffing glue, I'll tear you a new one.
Now, go.
-This is lovely. I told them… -Oh!
-What's up, Mehmet? -I'm fine. You?
We're back from the cruising ground. We just had some pastries.
We have more. Want some?
-I can give them to the kids. -Okay.
-Do you have a cigarette, Mehmet? -Sure.
-Can I bum one? -Wait.
-Here. -Thanks, love.
Take some more.
I'm trying to quit. I don't even carry a pack with me.
-Alright. -Wait.
-Thanks, love. -See you.
-Bye! -Take care.
Çağla, thanks for the pastries.
Attention!
-What are you all up to? -Where have you been?
He's here. We thought you wouldn't come.
-I'm here now. -No worries.
Let's go.
Watch it. Hey.
Here.
-How are you doing, Flea? -I'm fine.
-Take some pastries. -Thanks.
Watch out for the boys in blue. Don't get caught this time.
-Good. You look better, boss. -I thought I was going to die last night.
-Thanks, Gonzi. -Not at all.
But you shouldn't postpone going to the doctor.
-Pastries? -I'll have some.
-Eat before going to work. -Here.
-Take some. -Thank you, brother.
-Here. Take as much as you want. -Eat slowly. You'll choke.
-Have a good day. -Thank you.
Don't go out to collect paper because the weather is nice.
Think of Uncle Tahsin. He is really worried about you.
Enough, Gonzi. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.
I'm just saying. You almost died last night.
Right.
Dying is not a problem.
But what about the dreams we have?
We have so many of them. You can't realize them all.
-Don't you remember, you druggie? -Remember what?
Jeez…
Here.
Only you can read this.
That's the bucket list we made on your last birthday, remember?
-You still have it? -Of course.
Why are you bringing it up right now?
Isn't it the right time for it?
If I can't get a kidney, I'll say, "We were healthy like you once."
"One day, you'll die like us."
-Right. -Don't say that.
It's true.
Let's do the list, huh?
Okay.
-Okay. What does it say here? -Here. Look.
One.
"Find your mother."
Two…
-What's that… -You can't read it either.
-Wait. It says, "Ride in a convertible." -Sure. I've been telling you to jump in.
-Fuck off! -Fuck you!
Give my cigarette back! And stay in your zone.
-Don't get your ass handed to you. -Nobody has an ass like mine!
I'm just giving you a heads-up. You jerk.
FIND YOUR MOTHER, RIDE IN A CONVERTIBLE, STAY IN A LUXURY HOTEL, TRAVEL BY PLANE
200, 300, 400, 500, 550, 600, 650…
A thousand.
Eighty-three kilos of cardboard.
Okay.
Forty-five kilos.
Here.
-Hey! -What, you jerk?
-Don't touch those bottles! -Fuck off. Mind your own business.
Boy…
-Fuck off back to your turf. -What did you say?
-Boy, look… -Come here.
-What did you say?
-Come here. -What?
What?
-Have a good day. -Thanks.
Come here, boy. Come here.
-You fucking… -Hey!
Where is he?
-Over here! -Stop!
-You fucking piece of shit! -Come over here!
Sixty-one kilos of cardboard.
Here.
Hey!
-What's going on? -Stop!
Fuck you!
What's wrong, you fucking dipshits?
I'm going to get you eventually.
-Where have you been, man? -I'm here. I found a treasure.
My dear brothers, this bottle right here is worth ten liras at the moment.
But it will be worth much more once Şüko the Smuggler works on it.
-How many bottles are there? -Ten to fifteen.
For real?
You lucky bastard.
-What the hell is that? -A cigar.
Just look at him. He is showing off with half of a cigar.
What? A cigar is a cigar, half or not. You can't miss it. Right, Flea?
-Right. -Yeah. Off you go.
Okay.
-Good night. -Good night, Flea.
-Take it easy, man. How much is it? -Fifty-seven kilos of cardboard.
Fifty-seven.
-Here is your deposit. -Thanks.
-Take this. -Thanks.
-Let's weigh it. -Can you do it today?
There is a wedding convoy, I want to go there to beg.
Maybe they'll give me a few liras. Huh?
Okay, I got it.
-Really? -Yes.
-Take this, then. See you! -Fuck off.
Hey, Gonzi! Wash your face. You'll scare people.
-What? -You jerk.
You can leave too. It's getting late. The azan has started.
-Here. -Thanks, brother.
-Thanks. -See you tomorrow.
You fucking rat!
Psst, cat!
Hey!
Get out.
Hey, cat! Get out!
What the hell?
Where did you come from? Huh?
Okay, don't be scared! I'm putting it down. It's okay.
Why were you in that sack? Why did you go in there? Huh?
What's your name?
Speak, boy. Cat got your tongue?
Get off the floor. You'll catch cold.
Fine. Stay there.
Okay.
Were you beaten?
Huh?
Hey, are you lost?
-Shall I take you to the police? -Don't take me to the police, please!
Okay, no police. Don't cry. We won't go to the police.
Tell me your name, at least.
-Ali. -What?
-Ali. -Ali.
Ali.
Who are your parents?
I don't have a father.
And your mother?
Well, are you hungry?
You'll eat, right?
I made rice.
But you can't eat there. Come to the table to eat comfortably.
My rice is famous. It's perfect.
Come on.
We can eat first, and then talk about what to do. Okay?
Come on. I'm serving it.
It's ready! Come here.
Okay, don't be scared.
I'm leaving it here, okay?
Okay.
It smells delicious!
Here.
Ketchup.
You won't be full if you eat rice without ketchup. Okay?
First time eating rice with ketchup?
Well, do you like it?
So, Ali…
will you tell me?
Where did you come from?
Where is your home?
Huh?
Look.
If you don't speak…
we'll have to go to the police.
Please don't.
Did you run away?
Why?
I need to make money.
Money?
Why do you need money at your age?
To save Mom.
From whom?
From my stepfather.
Mom will come to live with me.
Did your stepfather put you in the sack?
No, Mom did.
Ali…
why would a mother put her child in a stranger's sack?
Your stepfather did it?
Don't be scared.
Wear these shoes. You are barefoot.
They might be a bit small, but you will make do.
No need to be scared.
Nobody can touch you here.
You know what?
My place is nearby. You can stay with me tonight.
We'll talk about what to do tomorrow, okay?
-Come in. -What happened?
Come inside.
-Where were you today? -Here. What is it?
-Where did you go? -Why are you whispering? Is someone here?
-Did you leave your zone? -I went to Cihangir. I didn't do anything.
-Why did you ask me to come-- -Be quiet.
Come with me.
Look. This kid came out of your sack.
What am I going to do with him now?
-Brother… -What?
I don't know…
We should go to Uncle Tahsin.
Uncle Tahsin? What are you talking about?
Don't you know him? He'd take the kid to the police straightaway!
Let him do that! Does it make sense to keep this kid--
The kid is covered in bruises! Covered!
-They beat him in his home. -He has a home, at least.
I fucking wish I had a home where my parents could beat me.
All kids get beaten.
They fucked us up too.
It hasn't been easy for us either.
Take the kid to the police, man.
His mother put him in the sack.
She was so desperate that she had to leave him.
How can I leave this kid now?
No.
I won't leave this kid without finding out the truth first.
What if the woman regrets it and goes to the police?
She knows where she left him. They will fuck me up, not you.
He was in my sack. Give him up.
You can't take care of yourself, for fuck's sake.
Don't bring a kid into it.
Give him up, for God's sake.
Will you? Huh?
Say something.
-Swear to me. -What?
-Swear to me. -Don't make me swear--
-Swear to me! You won't tell Uncle Tahsin. -Brother…
Swear to me you won't. I'll tell him if I have to.
-Swear to me, Gonzi. -Okay.
-I said swear to me! -Fine. I swear!
-I swear! -Okay.
-I swear. Stop. -Okay.
-Okay? -Okay.
I swear. Okay.
-I swear. -Okay. Alright, man, okay.
-I'm letting you go, okay. -Right.
-Okay, alright. Okay. -Okay.
Okay.
-You're going to the hammam? -It's bathing day. How much are these?
-Fifty liras. -Fifty.
Do you have summer shorts and shirts for an eight or nine-year-old boy?
-Sure. Wait here. -Alright.
You…
I saw you at the hospital.
Is your son okay?
Mehmet, these will fit him.
They will be fine.
-Okay. How much? -Just 40 liras.
Here.
Thanks.
Slow the fuck down.
It's too hot!
Man, you still stink.
Give me that bowl. Here.
It's hot!
You need to pour it slowly, you idiot!
Who are they?
My parents.
-Have you ever seen them? -No.
-So? -Can't I dream about them either?
Hey! Don't throw water, boy!
Stop it!
Wait! Attack, man!
-God! -Memo!
Take that!
Here. Throw water at them.
Go on! Go ahead!
Stop it.
Not at me, at them!
Wait a minute, man.
Okay, enough!
If you like playing with water, I can take you to the sea.
-Sure! Will you teach me how to swim? -Don't you know how?
-Nope. -Of course I will.
The bath bowl is made of silver
He's just come back From doing you-know-what
The bath bowl is made of silver
He's just come back From doing you-know-what
The one who put me in this trouble
Is your, is your
Your, your, your, your Your lousy uncle
Oh, baby, baby
Weaver girls, oh, baby, baby
The bath bowl is made of silver
We are nice and clean.
Well, now…
Comb.
Let's see. And here…
It looks nice. Are you hungry?
-What should we eat? Gonzi! -Yes, brother?
-We're hungry. -What should we eat?
How about a hamburger?
Yes!
Okay. Thank you. They look delicious. Give us your blessing.
-Here you go. -We have fries too! Great!
Here you go, Ali.
Take these fries.
-What are we doing tonight? -What?
-Isn't it your birthday? -Wait. What are you talking about?
Does anyone in our group know their birthdays?
No, Gonzi.
Man, play along.
We can have a party for Ali tonight. We can invite the kids, play some music…
Get a cake from Hüseyin, put candles on it…
Good idea.
-It'll be fun. He'll enjoy it. -Okay.
-Okay? Let everyone know. -Sure. Hey, Flea!
We will have a party tonight at our place. Get ready.
Invite everyone. Get some musicians too.
Ali, what kind of cake do you like?
-Me? -Yes. Chocolate, strawberry, banana?
-How about chocolate? -Chocolate?
It looks good.
Gonzi, you guys wait here. I'll be right back.
Sure, brother.
Welcome, Mehmet.
-How are you, Hüseyin? -The same.
Is there anything we can get? We have a birthday party tonight.
-Whose turn is it? -It doesn't matter. Everyone gets a party.
-Right. Come on in. -Thanks.
What flavor?
-They aren't old, are they? -No, three days tops.
-Okay. What's this one? -I made it two days ago. Croquant.
-So, it's pretty good? -Right.
Let me get that. Could you give me some candles for it too?
-Of course. -Brother!
Ali?
Ali? What happened to you?
-A lady tried to kidnap me. -What?
-Where is Gonzi? -I don't know.
Come here. Who was it?
Who was it, Ali? Which one? Show me!
-Was it you? -Are you high? Why are you shouting?
Who did it?
Ali…
Don't be scared. I'm here, okay?
Brother, I found a great bottle--
Why did you leave him all alone?
-I checked the trash-- -Fuck the trash!
Somebody tried to take him. What if they succeeded, Gonzi?
Brother, my throat…
Brother Mehmet?
Ali?
Okay, let's go.
Come on.
I have slippers!
We'll have a birthday party tonight. Are you excited?
Did you pee?
Oh!
Oh no!
Well…
Whose birthday is it today?
-Mine! -Mine!
Fuck off! Didn't we celebrate your birthday just recently?
We can do it again. It's free to make a wish.
Of course we can do it again. We can celebrate the fuck out of it!
Good for you, brother!
-Gonzi? -Yes, brother?
Is the cake ready?
I'll bring it.
-What's going on, you nutjobs? -Wow!
-Don't blow without making a wish. -Do I get to blow?
We let the young ones go first.
Make a wish, everyone.
-You made your wish? -Yes.
Go ahead.
Hey, don't laugh.
Let's try together.
Come on.
One, two, three.
-Good job! -Good job!
It's good.
Do you like it?
-It's delicious. -Yeah.
What are your wishes?
He swallowed it whole.
My wish is to see Mom.
You wish the same thing every year. You should change it up. Come on.
My wish is to die.
Why? You are a young man. Why would you want to die?
You have many years ahead of you. You'll be a grown man.
Why do you wish to die?
You know how my mom died when I was little?
Yes?
If I die when I'm older, she won't be able to recognize me.
She won't, right?
What's your wish?
To have Mom here with me.
We can do that.
I need to save up first.
How much do you need?
Enough to bring her to live with me.
Can I work too?
Let's sleep on it.
-Will you teach me how to swim tomorrow? -Of course I will.
Where will we go?
To Sarayburnu.
There is a strong current, but that's where I learned to swim.
But you'll listen to me. It's not too deep anyway.
Mom will be so happy to see that I can swim, you know?
Of course! Absolutely.
-Brother Mehmet? -Mm?
Do you love your mom?
Everyone loves their mom, Ali.
Where is she?
Far away.
Why don't you go to her if you love her?
I will, Ali.
I will.
Soon enough.
Ali?
Ali!
Çağla.
Have you seen Ali? The boy I had with me last night?
-What happened, dear? -Did you see him or not, dammit?
We swear we didn't, girl. He is crazy!
Ali!
Have you seen a boy aged eight or nine? His name is Ali.
Say something!
Ali!
-What is it? -What happened?
-What is it, brother? -Brother?
Gonzi…
Ali?
Where have you been, Ali? I spent the morning looking for you.
I saw my mom in my dream.
It seemed like she was around here. She was calling for me.
I went to look for her. I came back when I couldn't find her.
Ali,
this place is not very safe.
Never go out without me again, okay?
You scared me.
Do you know your home address?
But you can show me if we go to where you got into the sack?
Why?
-To let her know you're okay. -My stepfather will see me.
He won't, Ali. We'll make a plan.
You show me your home,
and I'll talk to your mom when your stepfather goes away. Okay?
No, Mom told me to never come back.
She was scared, Ali. What else could she say?
I don't want her to be even more scared. Don't get me wrong. I won't send you away.
I want her to know you are alive and well.
-Brother? -What?
-We'll find the money, right? -For sure, Ali. That's easy.
Look.
Let's make a deal.
You show me your home, and I find you the money, okay?
Give me your hand.
-Deal? -Deal.
Shall we go to the sea?
Alright.
Come here!
-I won't drown, right? -Come here. I'll hold you.
Don't step on anything sharp.
-So cold! -You'll warm up once you're in it.
Come here. Come on!
Keep holding me.
Lie face down.
-Go on! -I'm swimming!
Gonzi! Come over here!
I'm swimming!
Good job.
Well done.
So, you learned how to swim today.
Your mom will be surprised.
She'll say, "Good for you, my boy."
Okay. Have a good night.
Brother Mehmet?
Thank you.
You're welcome, Ali.
Have you made tea, Mehmet?
He swore he wouldn't tell you. He told on me right away, didn't he?
Don't be mad at Gonzales. Tell me what you'll fucking do.
I don't know.
He came out of nowhere. I couldn't kick him out.
His parents must be worried. Have you tried to reach out to them?
I talked to the boy.
He'll take me to his home, and I'll talk to his mom.
And tell her what?
"He is fine. Don't worry. I'll bring him to you whenever you want."
What if his mom threw him out willingly?
-What if she doesn't want him back? -No, Uncle.
She did it to save him from his stepfather.
How do you know?
I saw it.
He's covered in bruises.
What the fuck was his mom doing while he was getting beaten?
The poor woman must have had no choice.
That son of a bitch beat them so bad that she got scared probably.
-To save the kid, she-- -She put him in the cart. Is that so?
-Exactly. -Let's assume it's true.
Wouldn't his mom look all over Istanbul to find him?
Maybe she is trying to find him now.
She'll be happy when I take him back.
What if she says,
"I threw this kid out willingly. I don't want him back"?
-What then? -It's not possible, Uncle Tahsin.
Please, what kind of a mother would do that?
All mothers love, protect,
and dote on their children. Is that so?
Isn't that so?
So, tell me, Mehmet.
Where are the mothers of all these kids?
Where is Gonzales' mother?
Where is Flea's mother? Where is Arab's mother?
Why are these kids out on the street, Mehmet?
I see, Uncle.
I'll take care of this kid, then.
Like you take care of us.
You are sick, my boy. You are sick.
Uncle Tahsin!
Ali!
What are you laughing at? Huh?
Fuck off.
Ali!
-What? -Come here. I have a gift for you.
Hurry!
Don't laugh, okay?
Come on over.
There you go!
You asked me to find you work, so I did.
What is it?
This…
-Is this mine? -Of course!
I made it for you myself. Give me your hand.
We'll go to work together now, Ali. I'll teach you everything.
-Okay? -Okay.
What to collect, where to look…
Grab it.
Okay, now…
Let's see. You put your hand here. Put the other one like that too.
-Good job. Are you ready? -Yes!
Let's race!
Come on.
Go back.
Alright.
On my count. Three, two, one.
Go!
Crush it really well.
They take up a lot of space. You need to crush them.
Put them against the sides of the sack so that it stands like a box. Like that.
Jump!
Let's go.
Open the cap and squeeze really well to take out all the air.
Come here.
What about this one?
Ali, look.
Make sure to take these bottles. They sell for five liras.
-There are loads here on the weekends. -Okay.
You were hungry, right?
We started from that bridge in the morning.
Went around, climbed up there, and came down here.
Take this.
It's so cool!
I played with it as a kid.
You can have it.
-Are you tired? -Yes.
If you're awake when I'm back, we'll have a race.
If you're asleep, I'll see you in the morning. Okay?
Okay.
Brother Mehmet, where is Ali?
-Where is he? -Where is Ali?
Are you high again?
-Why are you laughing? -Where is Ali?
"Where is Ali?" Why do you care? He is sleeping at home.
Be nice.
-Just asking. -Piss off!
Where is it?
Hey!
What are you doing?
Ali!
Have you sniffed glue?
Ali!
My phone…
Gonzi…
Hello? Gonzi, come to my place right away!
Ali!
Open your eyes, Ali. Ali!
Can you hear me? Ali!
Ali! Why did you do it?
Ali!
Ali? Talk to me, Ali!
They said I'd see my mom if I sniffed it.
That's why.
Ali…
Never do it again, okay?
Never do it again, Ali.
Why did you hit me?
I didn't, Ali. I slapped you lightly to wake you up.
Why don't you leave Mom alone?
Ali?
It's me, Mehmet.
Are you going to give me my mom back?
Ali, I'm Mehmet.
-Why did you hit me? What did I do to you? -I'm Mehmet, Ali. Please don't.
I just slapped you lightly to wake you up. I'm not your stepfather. I'm Mehmet.
-Let me go! -Come here. Stop it, Ali!
-Let me go! Now! -Stop it, Ali! You're breaking my heart!
-You're hurting me, Ali. Stop! -Let me go!
Mom?
I'll be a good boy from now on.
I promise.
Ali, that's my photo.
Give it to me.
I miss you so much, Mom.
That's me, Ali. That's my photo. It's my mom there.
Ali. Give it to me.
Give my photo back, Ali. Come on.
Why would you be in this photo?
That's me, Ali.
That's my photo. It's not you. It's me!
-You're my stepfather. -I'm not, Ali! That's my photo!
Give it to me, Ali!
Give it to me! Don't do it!
Don't rip it up, Ali! Please, don't do it, Ali!
What have you done, Ali? Don't…
What have you done, Ali?
Ali! What have you done?
Ali…
What happened, brother?
They got Ali to sniff glue.
I wanted to take him to the hospital.
He's fine now. Sleeping. He has calmed down.
What's up with the photo?
He thought I was his stepfather and ripped it up.
Come here, brother. Come on. It's over now, okay?
Come on.
It's okay.
We can't take him to the hospital for sniffing glue anyway.
They got him to sniff glue by saying he'd see his mom.
So he did it.
He misses his mom so much that he sniffed glue.
Those bastards got me to do it too.
Back when I first became homeless.
They fooled me too.
It's okay now, brother. Why don't you lie down?
We've all been there. Don't worry about him, just rest.
Okay? Come on now.
Gonzi.
What happened to this boy breaks my heart.
I'll take him home tomorrow.
Where are we going?
We'll collect some paper there and then go to Cihangir.
Let's not go there.
You promised to show me your home.
-But I don't know where it is. -You'll remember when you see it.
-Do you remember this neighborhood? -I do.
Is your home nearby?
You told me not to take you to the police, and I didn't.
You asked for a job, and I got you one. Now, you need to show me your home.
Yes, Gonzi?
We're in Cihangir, looking for Ali's home.
There is a playground here.
I don't know.
Ali?
Is this your home?
Do you know him?
Who is he?
My stepfather.
Stay here.
Hey!
Where did you go?
Ali!
Ali? Don't be scared. I'm here.
What happened to your face? Come here.
Who did this to you? Huh?
Was it those bastards?
It was my stepfather.
Your stepfather?
It can't be him, Ali. He went away. Did he come from back there to hit you?
I don't know.
-Tell me the truth. -I am telling the truth!
These bastards slapped you because we are in their zone, right?
Wait here.
-Who slapped this kid? Was it you? -Are you talking to me?
-It's not your turf! -Yes.
-Police! -Police!
Get well soon.
We almost lost you.
You were lucky.
Is your kid okay?
Sorry?
He was sick?
Is he okay now?
You're under the influence of medication, sir. Get some rest.
You…
Who are you?
Sir.
Some of your blood is still in the machine.
Lie still, okay?
Get well soon.
-Gonzi. -Brother?
Where is Ali?
He's not here.
What do you mean?
I mean… I couldn't find Ali, brother.
You couldn't find him?
-What the hell are you doing? -Let me go!
Are you insane? Half of your blood is still in the machine!
-I need to go now! Let go of me! -Hey!
Let go of me, Gonzi! Let me go!
-Let me go! -Brother!
Let me go!
-Let me go. -You'll kill yourself!
Let go of me! Let go of me…
Let go of me…
You'll kill yourself.
Take me out of here.
Did you tell him again?
-Please, brother. -Shut up.
What are you doing, Mehmet? Why did you take that money?
-I have something to do. -Enough, Mehmet.
Get out of my way, Uncle Tahsin.
Give me the money. If you lose it, we can't save it up again.
-Just give it, brother. -Get back! Let go of me!
I'll stab you all! I don't care if you are my brothers!
-Get back! -Give it to us, Mehmet.
-Give it-- -Let me go! Get back, Uncle Tahsin!
-They always trick you, Mehmet. -Nobody can trick me!
-That's what you want to believe! -What did I believe, Uncle Tahsin?
You never took me to my mother.
You never tried!
I was treated like a bastard!
That kid won't go through the same stuff.
I made a promise. A promise!
I'll save them both.
Let me go.
-Brother! -Let him go.
Let him go.
STRUGGLE ALLEY
I need to make money. To save Mom.
You are sick, my boy. You are sick.
I got the money. I'll live.
I'll live for this boy.
I came to get you two.
You and Ali.
My dear boy…
Look.
-What's this? -I got the money. I'll save you.
Is it you again?
I'm sick of you! It's you again! Don't come back here ever again. Go!
-Get back! Get back now! -Calm down.
Where is Ali?
Ali isn't here, boy.
Ali!
I'm here, Ali!
Ali!
Mehmet Ali, that's enough.
Ali, where are you?
Where are you, Ali?
Where did you hide him? Where is he?
Get back.
Did you learn your lesson?
Where are you going?
Didn't I warn you before?
What did you do? I'll kill you!
I'll kill you and your mom! You're a pain in the neck! I'll kill you!
We know that you used to live here, boy.
We asked our neighbors about you. Your heartless parents threw you out.
Didn't I tell you?
Mehmet Ali! Enough! Let go of my son!
My boy… Come here, my boy.
Your family left this place, son.
I know you have suffered, but you have to accept the reality.
You don't have a family.
Give us some peace.
Goodbye, baby.
Mom!
Goodbye, baby.
Mom!
Enough!
Enough…
Mehmet Ali was like a brother to me.
We grew up together.
STRUGGLE ALLEY
We tried to build our lives with what other people threw away.
Mehmet Ali was different.
He'd lose his sanity sometimes.
Ali! Ali?
Later on, he wasn't able to tell imagination from reality.
I played with it as a kid.
You can have it.
Ali!
His childhood kept calling him back.
Come here. I have a gift for you. Hurry!
He did everything to make his childhood happy.
Guys, hey!
Let's blow together, Ali.
Let's go.
We watched how he took care of him.
We didn't say anything.
You look so handsome.
We couldn't.
Hey, Gonzi! Okay, enough!
If you like water, we can go to the sea.
He'd look happier than he ever looked.
Where were you today?
This kid came out of your sack. What am I going to do with him now?
Uncle, Ali is back.
That's my photo! Give it to me, Ali!
No, give it back. No, Ali!
Don't! What have you done, Ali?
Ali!
APARTMENT FOR SALE
All he wanted was to help unite his abandoned childhood and his mom.
Mom…
Mehmet Ali was a street kid.
He didn't have a mother to tuck him in.
He was all alone.
Like us.