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English subtitles by your friend, Quester.
-It won't be any good! -It's perfect!
-It won't be any good! -I never pick a bad watermelon!
-Want a bet? -Sure. For what?
You're on!
Giddy up.
-I have to piss! -My tummy hurts!
I'm thirsty!
You're the one who's no good. Giddy up..
Hold on. Get off now...
Oh, my poor little brother isn't feeling well?
Open wide! Come on! Open up!
Mustafa, you can't just lay there moaning.
Welcome Keri, my son, are you well?
Doctor Kirkor despite all the warnings our organization has given you...
...you are still treating Turkish patients! See here, I won't warn you again.
My boy, what's the difference if a patient is Turkish, English...
-A sick man is a sick man. -Don't talk so much!
Look here! This is the last time I warn you!
Münire, I'm thirsty!
-Wait for me please. -Yes sir Mr. Kirkor.
Hello there Mehmet my boy Is your father home?
He is at school Uncle Kirkor. But Mustafa is upstairs and...
...you are the only one who can save us from his whining...
Don't worry, I'll take care of him.
-Hello Münire my girl, are you well? -I am fine, thank you Uncle Kirkor.
Why do you call him?
Are there no doctors left that you have to call an Armenian?
It's not the first time he has come here...
He has been looking after us since we were babies.
I swear, if it were up to these guys they would strangle us all.
They use every opportunity they can to get rid of us.
...and you let an Armenian into your house...
You're just like your dad Sellim.
It's like I'm listening to Uncle Ali Riza talk.
What's this got to do with my father?
You haven't eaten your dinner Mustafa bey my son.
So now I have to give you an injection to make you stronger.
Münire please...
Uncle Kirkor, if it's alright, could Mustafa eat his meal.
...and if he doesn't get stronger, then you could give him the injection?
Will he eat it though? What if he doesn't listen to you again?
-I swear I will... Really! -He'll do as I ask, won't you Mustafa?
I will.
Its bronchitis, like before. Let him rest for a few days.
Be careful about what he eats and the medication.
Otherwise this could become pneumonia. Goodbye!
Goodbye Uncle Kirkor, thank you.
Let's go.
Sorry to bother you Aunt Aliye, thank you for coming.
Don't mention it my dear. I hope he is better soon.
-Mehmet! Don't make too much noise! -Alright Münire!
Have you seen anything but good from that man?
We are the children of the war.
We are a generation that grew up, even as babies, on the sorrows of war stories...
We did not experience any wars first hand in Van...
But there was not a single household that had not suffered the sorrow of warfare.
We learned from Grandfather Rasih in the 93 war...
...from our brother Captain Mithat, who died in the Balkan War...
My mother passed away, unable to bear the pain of that war.
We have all seen the cold face of war, but we have never felt it ''very close''.
Until that day...
They are dead, both of them.
That day I felt what enmity was with my entire heart.
Not just enmity...
Hate that came up to our doors and the war that quickly caught up our children...
Friends... We have a visitor from our Istanbul branch.
He has brought us the greetings of Mr. Gabriel, and some instructions...
Please Brother Amazaso.
-Hello brothers! -Hello... Welcome.
When the Russian army attacks Turkey we will start uprisings everywhere...
...and official buildings will be bombed...
Our brothers in the Turkish army will desert from their detachments...
...to join the Russian army...
-You have spoken to the doctor today? -I spoke with him.
It was a very useful interview.
Our brothers in Van will continue to arm and support our organization...
...when the army leaves the city successive rebellions will begin.
May he rest in peace.
My deepest sympathy.
Let's go!
Select particularly those boys who are of high school age.
You will train them to shoot...
But don't say they are ''learning to shoot'' or that this is military training...
Give it a more family-like atmosphere, like it is a sport.
In this way the young men will become more familiar with the rifle.
And the Hunchak guerrillas will understand that we aren't just kicking our heels.
They are getting more and more out of hand with each passing day.
Find the headmaster of the high school Mr. Jemal.
If he is free, tell him I would like to drink coffee with him this evening.
Yes sir!
Inform Jemal Bey of the Pasha's invitation immediately.
Ready! Fire!
Today, I was invited by the army commander Kâmil Pasha.
We had coffee together.
He has found a wonderful summer task for you. Training with rifles.
First you will be trained, and then there will be a competition...
When do we start, papa?
I thought you were too ill even to go to the corner shop?
Ah, papa!
Your turn will come. First the bigger boys.
Fire!
He missed again.
Lieutenant Süleyman?
My brother missed again!
I and Lieutenant Süleyman knew each other since we were children.
Even when we were just starting primary school he would say...
''I'm going to be a lieutenant!'' then he would say ''And I'm going to marry you!''
When the war finished he became a lieutenant and then we got engaged.
When we were preparing for our wedding, the Trablus (Tripoli) War began...
...and we said let the war finish and then we will get married...
...and Süleyman went off to war.
You missed? Why did you miss? Because you are still scared!
Don't worry, the rifle won't go off right away! Give it here!
Now watch!
You can feel when the trigger engages with your finger.
Press until the trigger becomes firm.
See, it doesn't go off… When you feel it become hard...
Then the rifle is ready to shoot.
Go ahead, try!
The Trablus War finished, and the Balkan War started, Süleyman went there too.
...it lasted for two years...
Good job Mehmet! Do you think we earned some tea?
Right away lieutenant!
Years later, that summer he came.
...and after all those years we imagined living a summer without war.
...even though everyone was saying that a great war would break out in Europe.''
Sometimes, I think you love him more than me.
-Who, Mehmet? -No.Your rifle!
-Thank you! -Enjoy it.
We were happy. We were planning to get married in the autumn.
Ready!
Fire!
Ready!
Fire!
The result of the firing competition First place...
One of the reasons for last year's defeat in the Balkan War was...
...as Mahmud Muhtar Pasha said...
''Pride and conceit!''
He would say ''Allah doesn't like pride and conceit, and this is why we were defeated!''
As a nation we don't love each other enough!
This is the actual problem.
At least we don't love each other as much as the people of Western countries.
My request to you as an older brother, as an elder...
Always love one another, protect one another, watch out for one another, ...
Always remain friends. If you argue, don't stop speaking to one another, never!
Always keep your hearts together.
Both for your own future and for that of your county.
What is the latest news in Europe, Governor?
I am sure you have the latest news from Istanbul.
They say that it isn't very good. Things are heating up.
God protect us, but if war breaks out...
Then the division might leave the town...
Sir, war won't break out inshallah (God willing) and the division will always be with us.
-Your Excellency... -Of course, we mustn't fail to be prepared.
Well done.
-Well, good evening my boy. -Good evening my pasha!
-Hello, good evening friends. =Good evening Pasha.
My pasha!
Your Excellency, we are very grateful for the rifle training...
...that you have provided for our sons...
However... This... What does this signify?
Our boys will one day, inshallah, finish school and then they will go to the army...
My hope is that they are ready a little earlier...
It has nothing to do with the war or the Hunchak guerrillas.
The training is not because of them!
-Good evening Headmaster -Good evening Sermet bey.
May Allah give you repose.
-Good night Mehmet. -Good night Ferit.
Didn't I say to you that if you couldn't do something, you shouldn't try?
Get inside. You have totally embarrassed me again! Get inside!
Mehmet? Mehmet?
The Art of War.
...to our beloved brother Mehmet. First prize in the shooting contest in 1914.
With my love... KâmilPasha Commander General of the 19th Brigade.
-Who are they Sergeant Musa? -Probably Armenians. They are emigrating.
They are saying that there will be war again sir!
The Russians aren't content with Kars and Ardahan...
Now they have their eye on Van and Erzurum...
Oh, these are the good Armenians...
They aren't interested in rebelling and all that.
They just want to get away and save themselves.
The guerrillas will join the Russians to try to take everything here...
May Allah not leave us in need.
Even when the enemy is asleep one must be aware...
And the enemy isn't sleeping sir.
Giddy up you nag.
If you don't get me to Van by afternoon, then there'll be trouble!
Hear ye... Hear ye!
A general mobilization has been declared!
All soldiers are to take up arms!
General mobilization has been declared! All soldiers are to take up arms!
We are out of sugar.
Yes, yes we've heard. I would be surprised if there is no mobilization! Giddy up!
Papa!
-Mobilization has been declared, Papa! -That's what they're saying!
-You're not frightened, are you? -No.
We just came to town, we were wandering around.
Fine, then take these provisions home, and I will go see Ali Riza.
Thank you very much Sergeant Musa, God be with you.
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