-You… -What?
-Are you looking at the… -The poster.
Look at this one.
A musical. This Stingy Life.
Get a good shot of it.
This Stingy Life, the musical. We're all in it.
We are all dressed the same.
That's how it used to be done.
-We did that. I produced a cabaret! -Wow!
It's not a movie. It's a cabaret.
You won't find it anywhere.
-So what we did… -We never heard of it.
I had an idea back then.
I wanted to do a satire with lots of innuendos and lampoons.
We did it. It was great. A musical with lots of dancing.
But in the end, we did only one single gala.
After that, it was a full house.
Everybody stayed home. Houses were full, theaters were empty.
I'll let you guess why that was.
We put together a cabaret.
Thankfully, I had it recorded.
I'm the only one with a tape.
I'll give you the tape so you can watch it.
A showing can be arranged for, but nobody else has it.
We played it once. It was great.
A musical.
Steal it, steal it all People's money…
We had great dancing.
The dance routines alone make it worth watching.
-Sounds great. -Watch it.
We will.
-So we did cabaret as well as movies. -Now I'm curious.
You're wonderful.
Get a shot of me like this.
Let's get the poster in focus. All right. Good.
THE LIFE AND MOVIES OF ERŞAN KUNERİ
And when you let go…
See how clear it sounds? Like this.
It sounds different coming from here as opposed to from the diaphragm.
I'd quit this profession if this were a thing when I first began.
What the hell is this?
Honey, it's…
-Stop. -Hold it in.
And yes, that's it! Diaphragm!
Like… Exactly.
-Do me now! -Wait.
-Come on, Tomris.
You'll get your turn. Now…
Yes. A huge difference.
Hello.
Tomris?
Oh, he was just checking my diaphragm.
Oh, there's a line? Okay.
What are you reading, darling? Introduction to Acting?
It's a great book. You just do the opposite of what it says.
Great.
So what's up with Tomris's diaphragm?
It's not just Tomris, dear. We should all do it.
We have to use our diaphragm to do the tirades and songs properly.
I see. Have you checked Cengo's?
We divided the work.
Muammer handles the men. I handle the girls.
Okay.
Listen here, folks.
Acting with Ümit Sizdaroğlu.
No way! Is he here in Istanbul?
Who is that?
Ümit Sizdaroğlu. UCLA actor coach.
He opened a place in Nişantaşı. I talked to him. He accepted me.
Such nonsense.
We all learned the art by doing it.
What can Ümit teach us?
Sorry, where was I supposed to feel something? I didn't quite get it.
Don't make people think I'm doing something improper.
Down low.
That's it. Exactly.
I'll explain it to all of you individually during the read-through.
-I feel a difference. -Of course.
-Hello, everyone. -Come.
Hello.
How did it go, Mami?
The venue is taken care of.
Video recording too, though not fully professional.
Guys, I wasn't going to tell you, but here it is.
I'm having the play recorded.
The tapes will be sold in 194 countries, except for Germany.
Why except for Germany?
You know how it is. The fuckers envy us.
I heard that everyone in Jamaica is talking about Erşan.
Really? It's called "Erşan" there as well?
No, they don't have the "ş," so they call it "Ersan."
It's going to be sold in 194 countries.
Eat your heart out, naysayers!
Anyway.
At 10:00 a.m. on Friday, we'll do a full read through.
Erşan, we have some problems regarding the cost.
-Okay. -We wanted Timur Selçuk to do the score.
But we will settle for Fahri Tuzcu.
Sami Torlu will handle the decor instead of Osman Şengezer.
And we think I should be the producer instead of Haldun Dormen. Okay?
And Münir Tığlı should star in it instead of me!
-Stop being ridiculous! -We can't afford them, Erşan.
I have a question.
Who among you say we should have a cabaret of our own?
-Who says that? -Not me.
I bet she said it.
Me? No, it didn't cross my mind.
-Me. -Eryetiş.
Do you know what I see right now?
I see a team standing in solidarity.
I'm off to rehearse. Come, Cengo.
Erşan, hurry up if you want to sign up for the course.
All of Istanbul wants in.
What are you talking about?
Remember Sülün Osman the swindler? People wanted in then too.
"We were too late for the clock tower. Can we still buy the bridge?" they asked.
I've been fucked a thousand times. Don't lecture me.
I'm allergic to tomfoolery.
-Come, cheetah. -Cheetah?
As in fucking "Felicità." Come.
It's going to be a musical.
So this is the stage.
And rest assured, this is the best Istanbul has to offer.
It's nice, but the wooden floor is a bit chipped.
Isn't that the point? I think I already cut my teeth on it.
I'm excited! You feel like a giant here!
-Right. The boy is a bit excited. -Of course.
You know, we… I don't know.
We should talk privately about whether we can fit our decor here.
-Of course, whatever you'd like. -Thanks.
Why are you praising the stage when I'm haggling?
-"Giant" and all! -But isn't this stage so different?
It is. You are right about that.
So many great people have been on this stage.
Güllü Agop, Naşit, Küçük Verjin…
But they made some earnest payment as well.
Right.
She's so conniving.
Anyway. I wonder if the backstage is nice.
Romans, my brothers…
But you said you had no siblings.
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
I wouldn't expect a good deed from you. Come here, Marcus Antonius.
Here it is. This Stingy Life. I chose every word meticulously.
Read it, Erşan. You'll get teary.
-Awesome. -Cemal is writing it?
I had an agreement with a boy called Kemal Kenan.
Turns out he's dicking around in Butterfly Valley and can't do it.
So here we are.
Good.
-There are songs? -I wrote them.
Read it. Tell me if you like it.
Am I the narrator?
Erşan, may I have that role, please?
What's our cabaret about?
There's bribery here.
People and money.
And some innuendos about the ruling party.
Wait. Check if she's close by. I don't want her to hear.
Show me. Where are the innuendos?
I wrote, "People at the top all began to rob."
And a song that goes, "They charge for air and water."
And a bribery-themed skit at the end.
-Right… Is that all? -Yes.
Is that all the innuendos?
All you did was say "at the top." That's it?
And… I mean…
You think people will watch this and immediately swear off bribery?
Are the skits funny?
Cengo, look me in the eye.
Do you think that matters? No one gives a fuck about that. Truly.
Don't you know that?
You, me, Mami, the girls… We'll just dance. Like this.
Nobody gives a fuck.
This has always been and will always be the case.
But what about the people who love us, who applaud us?
-You're from a rich area, right? -Yes, Kadıköy.
I rest my case.
The truth hurts, son.
I know. That's why I love the stage.
The stage is a thousand times better than the truth.
Better, but expensive.
Very good.
But it needs to be more aggressive. It's really well-written.
But be more aggressive. Give me that measuring tape.
How big of a giant do you want to be on stage?
Is six meters good?
Very good.
Two here, and there, two more… 14 in total.
We need to be harder.
The script should hit harder.
Thanks.
Guys, you know I like Cemal as much as the next guy,
but I find the script a bit weak.
Guys, I'm worried about something else.
Look at all the innuendos about the people at the top.
Why are we even doing this whole thing?
There are at least three or four mentions of "the authorities" and "the Emperor."
Here, look. He directly mentions Çankaya, where the president resides.
-Where? It's in here? -Here.
Yeah, it's here.
And another line goes, "How much to fill this grocery bag?"
There's also mention of liberties and stuff.
-May I take a look? -Here.
Right. "People at the top." It's clear who he means.
What do you think, Eryetiş?
They would fuck us.
It's so obviously political.
-I mean, it's a cabaret after all. -Right.
An artist should, of course, criticize the society they live in.
But even so… I'll talk to Cemal about this.
Either he replaces or omits some parts,
or we need to soften it.
What do you think, Altın? Altın?
What in the… Where are they?
Eryetiş!
They all left running.
Tülay, I have a question for you.
Listen to this song.
They charge for air and water And always swindle
But it won't change
People at the top All began to rob
How is it?
What do you mean?
-Isn't it political? -No way!
You really don't find it political?
I mean, how the hell would I know?
So weird. Then why do I find it political? Let me sing it differently.
People at the top All began to rob
But it won't change
-How about this? -I think you're overthinking it.
It's just a song.
You're right.
I mean, it's not like dancing like this will get you locked up.
What would the sentence be for dancing like this?
About four years.
Four years?
Just about, yes.
Get Cemal on the phone right now.
ACTING WORKSHOP
Light!
Just…
a bit of light.
Actors,
how can I believe you?
That's my first question. How can I believe you?
I'm sweating.
I'm getting really worked up, Seyyal.
It's just a rhetorical question, Kumsal.
So the first thing we hear is how he doesn't believe us. Cool.
How
can I
believe you?
I think we can make you believe by being ourselves, sir.
I wasn't looking for an answer. It was a rhetorical question.
A-ha! See?
You can't make me believe.
Because acting is not about making people believe.
It's about showing them.
I did my fair share of showing, sir.
I didn't hold back.
I'm not interested.
I want to see you all
as empty boxes right now.
Mr. Ümit, which movies and series were you in?
None.
I was in two commercials.
Coincidentally, they were both during Ramadan.
I played the grandmother at the family dinner.
And there was a Ramadan drummer in the commercial.
And I had a line.
Okay!
Let's get to know each other.
I'm Ümit.
I'm here.
I exist.
I'm an actor. How about you?
I'm Seyyal. And yes, I'm here.
I'm Tomris.
And?
I'm Tomris. That's all.
And I'm Kumsal Güneş.
I played in many erotic movies.
Now I work with Erşan Kuneri. I'm happy about that.
All of us are going to be in a cabaret.
I'm Şermin. And believe me, I'm here.
I swear to God, I'm here.
You base your act on belief.
I like it. Keep it.
And you?
Yes, sir. I'm here.
No, you are not.
I'm here, Mr. Ümit.
No, you are not.
I cannot see you
nor hear you.
I do not care about you.
I do not listen to you.
Then may I get a refund? I'd like to go.
Now you're here!
I see you.
I understand you.
Good job. That's it.
Did you all see that?
I've always loved these backstage mirrors with lamps all around them.
You know that last glimpse you catch before you go on stage?
As if to say to yourself, "You're going on soon."
Like one last realization.
It's so good.
I'm really excited.
We were on tour in Adana.
We were about to go on stage in an adult movie theater.
Awful stage. No backroom. No toilets.
The bastard in charge told us to pee in empty bottles.
Then a young guy with a pretty face showed up.
He said, "Forgive us. You deserve better than this awful place."
"We play sex movies in this theater."
And I saw the posters of movies they had shown.
"Look here, son," I said, "Do you see that movie?"
"2 Eggs, 1 Sausage. That's my little brother!"
"My brother!"
We hugged and cried.
Why bring this old stuff up now, big brother?
I have a question for you, Cemal.
Did you actually write this?
It's really good. Some parts are really funny.
My big brother is indeed funny. More so than myself.
He used to do an İbiş impression. Remember that?
He became İbiş the silly servant with a high-pitched voice.
He went, "İbiş!" Like this, and it made me laugh.
Yeah, I remember İbiş. I made you laugh so much!
Indeed.
And then you started making me laugh.
Brother, let's not talk about the past.
Or we will fight.
Why didn't you put me in any of your movies?
You looked down on them as sex movies.
Because you didn't offer to give me a role.
Maybe I thought it was beneath you. I didn't want to take you down with me.
-Really? -Really.
I really envied you.
And I really envied you.
I still envy you.
Let's call it, "looking up to."
No, wait. Don't soften it.
He clearly said he envied me.
And apparently, he still envies me. Good.
Erşan, what do you think about my political innuendos?
They're good, but we need to be harsher.
I'm not too sure.
What good comes from talking about "the people at the top"?
That's political satire. It's satire.
Shedding light on the era and the society you live in…
Haven't you heard of that?
Okay, I get it. You make people laugh first.
-…then think. -Right.
And you add music and dance for good measure.
Right.
And when you shed light on all the bullshit,
folks will go, "What am I doing?" Then change happens.
-Exactly. -Right.
You know what? Humor is such an important tool.
It is. There is nothing that humor cannot change.
We'll get paid for the rehearsals as well, right?
This fucking guy.
Temel…
-He goes hunting. Stop it. -There we go!
Temel and Fadime go hunting together.
-Do a Laz impression. You have to! -No.
-I can't right now. -Do it. It'll come to you.
-I'm drunk right now. Stop it. -Okay.
Temel and Fadime go hunting. He has a rifle.
And they encounter a bear.
The bear's blow sends them flying, and they land apart from each other.
Then the bear gets on top of Fadime.
Temel is still unconscious. Fadime is yelling.
-"Temel!" -"Temel!"
-Wait. I'll do it. -Louder.
-You tell the joke, then! -No, please go ahead.
-"Temel! Help! The bear is screwing me!" -"He's screwing me! He's fucking me!"
Okay, fine.
She goes,
"Temel, help! The bear is having his way with me!"
Temel slowly starts coming to, and he goes,
"You fucking bitch! Why don't you tell him that you have a headache?"
I don't get it.
-So, he says-- -Brother.
See how humor changed the whole mood?
The boy didn't get it.
Listen to me now.
What he's saying is, "You always tell me you have a headache."
"Tell the same to the bear if you dare."
-Right. -Yeah?
-Okay. -Fuck off.
You interrupted me too much.
No, you told it well.
All right.
You got it, right?
She says the same to him as well. That's why… Yeah.
"She says the same to him."
I forgot what I asked.
It's a very important tool.
What am I hearing?
Then let's dress like commoners and see for ourselves.
You are living the good life while people are hungry.
Do I then look at the audience?
Altın, say, "while people are hungry," with more conviction.
Should I maybe pronounce it differently?
Pronounce it however you want, but with conviction.
Erşan, can we take a little break? Maribu, guys?
Sure, we can have a drink.
Here you go.
Maribu, Erşan?
Altın, when you say, "People are hungry,"
do you doubt it or something?
No, bro. Quite the opposite.
I just want to add that comedic effect.
I mean, am I being sarcastic with the slight mispronunciation,
or do I really mean it when I say, "People are hungry"?
Maybe the people are hungry and he's being sarcastic,
and he says, "No hunger. Nobody will go under."
Or should the people say that? I can't figure it out.
I'm just asking. Are you saying the people should be sarcastic?
What are you two babbling about?
-Erşan, what's the sultan saying here? -Donkey cock, that's what.
All right? I was wrong about you guys.
You're not cut to be cabaret performers.
Really, you are movie people.
A few wide shots, a few close-up shots. That's all.
At least the girls take lessons! You aren't cut out for cabaret!
Hello, everyone.
-Kumsal, baby, what's up? -I'm fine, darling. Same old, same old.
I have a question.
Do you have balls here?
That's sarcasm, right?
What are you talking about?
Why are you asking about balls?
The drama instructor asked everyone to bring a ball with them.
Huh, really?
It's so weird, Mami.
The guy is a total nutjob.
-What does he do? -He made everyone cry except for me.
-Really? -I'm talking full-on bawling!
He told Seyyal something. What was it?
He said, "You have a worthlessness complex."
Fuck that guy!
And he was weird towards that young guy as well.
He said stuff like, "I'm now your father. Spit on your father's face!"
-So weird. -I was confused.
But I have my switchblade with me today.
If he ever decides to mess with me,
I'll slash him up.
I'm telling you.
You'll pick me up from Teşvikiye police station tonight.
Wait a minute. We are talking about acting lessons, right?
Good grief!
That motherfucker is just playing tricks. I got carried away by the girls' hype.
Do you have balls?
Look, Kumsal, I'm begging you.
The premiere is very soon.
Please stay out of trouble.
At least don't get hit in the face. You earn your living with your face.
No.
Not with my face.
Right.
Don't they sell balls at the store up the street?
I'll go and check. All right, ciao.
See? I'm glad I didn't attend, or there'd be a fight.
Erşan, let me tell you this before we start.
You know how there's some mention of "people at the top" and all?
Maybe we just remove those and not complicate things.
-Everyone would get the reference anyway. -Exactly.
What you are proposing is self-censorship. No!
I'm not saying that. Let's just avoid taking sides.
-No way. No. -Please, man.
-Let's not take sides. -No.
Hello.
Tomris, if you are looking for balls, we don't have any.
No way, dude.
I'm not going back to that workshop. It's all just a con.
But what about your precious "U-C-L-A"?
Turns out it's a C-O-N.
Sit down a bit. We need that space.
Let's do the Rome scene.
Give me one second.
See which one it will be
That comes and…
Join me.
…saves us
They charge for air and water And always swindle
You can break the piggy bank But it won't change
People at the top…
You know how I said that they would fuck us?
Now I'm certain of it. They will fuck us.
That's ridiculous.
Why would they fuck someone for dancing like that?
It's just a cabaret.
That comes and saves us
They charge for air and water And always swindle
You can break the piggy bank But it won't be enough
See which one it will be
That comes and saves you
-Saves you -Saves you
Hey!
You'll get there.
Don't get on my nerves, or I'll end you right here.
You are nothing.
You mean nothing to me.
But you're making me sad, Mr. Ümit.
Be sad!
Channel your hatred into this ball.
Your hatred is in this ball.
Play with it. Play with your hatred.
Do it!
Okay, I'm playing.
Sorry, may I ask something?
Yes?
Are we going to do anything related to acting?
Acting is a journey, Şermin.
Right. And I feel like we're taking a long break right now.
Maybe we should hit the road soon.
Sorry.
Sir, I could only find this small ball.
Welcome, Kumsal.
We have switched to a different pattern, but please take a seat.
I will.
Did he just say we switched to a lantern?
I'm not even listening anymore.
You missed the ball part. It was legendary.
Ball was baller.
Mr. Ümit, may I go to the bathroom?
Bette Davis once said,
"If I ever realize that I'm acting,
then the actress in me must have died."
Semih, get up.
Semih. You are a jug.
Be a jug.
Yes.
Sir, would there ever be an opening for the role of a jug in a movie?
And would I ever get an offer for that role?
Why am I playing a jug? I don't get it.
Spoken like someone who hasn't witnessed Dustin Hoffman's jug.
All right. Şermin, you wanted us to begin a journey, right?
Uh-huh.
Let's begin our journey, then.
Gather around.
Now I want you
to slowly touch your bodies.
Bahriye, touch!
Ümit, son, I need to go to the bathroom now.
Touch, Bahriye! Yes! Explore!
Shame on you lot!
Keep on touching. Let Bahriye go.
Touch. Explore. Yes.
-No shame. -None at all.
Whatever you grab, you grab.
I feel something.
Explore. Grab it.
Yes.
Hold hands now.
Yes, good.
Channel your energy to the breath.
The breath of a couple making love.
We go in. We go out.
You're free to climax.
Unload!
I'd like to cast four jugs for my cabaret.
Erşan.
Explain yourself now. Go on.
Are you one of our attendees?
-What was your name? Ümit? -Yes.
-Is it still Ümit? -What do you mean?
Ümit, are you fucking us?
It's a rhetorical question, sir. Don't answer it.
I've been watching your buffoonery for five minutes, Ümit.
But I'm following a method.
What's your goal?
Obviously, getting the actor within to--
Don't!
We leave now.
Four people. Was it 5,000 each?
I'll take back the 20,000 lira, and we'll leave.
I don't have it on me.
Touch your body, Ümit.
Just like before. Touch and feel.
Check your back pocket.
Give me the money you have within.
I find this extremely immoral.
Ümit, don't piss me off.
Since age three, I watched…
We all watched Dümbüllü,
Bedia Muvahhit, Muammer Karaca, Ulvi Uraz… Right?
The Kenters.
Have you seen İzzet Günay on stage? Or Sadri Alışık?
Adile Naşit, Münir Özkul…
Have you ever seen them do that weird stuff?
Be real.
Look at them. They're like kids. Tell them about your life.
Tell them stories. But don't fuck them. Please.
But isn't acting a journey?
It isn't.
I'll beat you and charge you 20,000 lira for it.
Can I get my ball?
Don't let him take it, Erşan. The scoundrel will con others.
-Is this your ball? -Yes.
Kumsal, give me your switchblade.
Now go set up shop somewhere else.
If one day I ever get asked
why the art of acting has fallen behind--
I'll give them your name for sure. Don't worry. Now go.
You've done enough buffoonery. Are you ready to become giants on stage?
Ready!
I really need to get something giant.
I mean…
He gave me my money back. As he should've. What a prick.
Bahriye? How are you?
My dear Erşan!
-How are you? -Good. You know…
This is Bahriye. We did Flaunting Aunties together.
My favorite actor!
I remember you now.
Girl, you let yourself go.
Oh, well… What a movie that was.
She didn't play the auntie, only the aunt.
-How is this? -Is that for the government office?
-I think it's too colorful. -Yes. Too much.
-The backstage is fine, right? -It's amazing!
Yeah, it's not that bad.
Erşan, look.
Is this a good Roman pose?
Or should I drop one shoulder?
No, no! He's just an innocent guy.
It's just his first time becoming a senator. That's all.
-Where's my brother? -Innocent…
Hi, girls.
Isn't this a great venue?
It even has a distinct smell. I smell it.
Yes. They will deal with the smell.
No, I mean it smells good.
Where's my big brother?
He's not in yet.
It's the final rehearsal, and he's not here.
-Where's Mami? -On the stage.
The script we have is great.
With the dance numbers, the music, and the amazing cast,
it's going to be a full house every night we play.
-Believe me. -Certainly. I do believe you.
But this is very daring, Mr. Muammer.
A cabaret in this climate!
When the true masters are on such a roll.
Ma'am, we don't go where the wind blows.
Kid has got it in him. He can't stop himself.
How sweet! But sometimes you need to stop.
Right, Mr. Erşan?
The script was sent to the police.
We are waiting on the gubernatorial permission.
The scripts are sent to the police?
Of course.
It's fine. They're just following orders. I'm sure we'll get the permit.
Right. But I heard there are innuendos about the people at the top.
Whatever, Erşan. We can soften those with some dance and music.
Soften? No way!
On the contrary, I'll fuel it up with improv
when the audience seems hyped up.
Wow, you really are something.
We only live once, right? Just do it. No need to think.
Erşan. You stepped on the stage and immediately got carried away. "Fuel"?
Look, if the audience cannot express themselves,
we need to do it for them and not hold back. That's it.
Good morning.
Morning? It's noon, sir!
Everyone's waiting!
Take it easy, dude. For God's sake.
Let me read from the script.
Thanks, dear.
-Flowers! -Who sent them, Erşan?
"We applaud your bravery
and wish you success."
"Zeki-Metin."
No way!
How can I not get emotional?
Zeki-Metin, as in the famous duo?
As if there are other Zeki-Metins.
Silly me.
Guys, we need to be worthy of their love.
Let's do a rehearsal now. For Zeki-Metin's sake.
-Let's do it. -Take this seriously.
Script goes to the police, she says.
Fine. So what?
Erşan, are the flowers really from Zeki-Metin?
Read it. Does it say Zeki-Metin here?
If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck…
Okay, brother.
All right.
Zeki-Metin.
Unbelievable!
Guys.
I'll record a video now.
-Wait. -Seyyal.
-It records sound as well. -Sound too?
-Okay. Give me a second to get ready. -Go on, talk.
-I think this musical is the bomb! -Good one.
-I think everyone should watch it. -Right.
Will this be released?
-Yeah, but… -He said in 194 countries, remember?
-All right! -Except for Germany.
Calm down. This recording is just for me.
Go on, Kumsal.
I'm Kumsal Güneş. I'm 37 years old and single.
-Don't you mean divorced? -Stop it!
My real name is Döne Kiremitçi.
This is for all my fans.
Guys, I'm recording.
-Wait. Does it record sound as well? -Yes. Go on, Seyyal.
Let me get ready. I think it's the bomb. So good.
Everyone should watch it.
Will this be released?
-He said in 194 countries, remember? -Right!
Except for Germany.
It's for myself. Who knows what the future will bring?
Are you saying I'll be dead, you dickhead?
Of course not, brother.
Come here, Cengo.
Come.
Kumsal.
Kumsal Güneş. I'm 37 years old and single.
-Don't you mean divorced? -Stop it!
My real name is Döne Kiremitçi.
This is for all my fans.
We'll rewatch this in the future.
My name is Altın Oran.
My real name is… none of your damn business!
Everyone has a stage name, huh?
Here. I use my real name. It's just Cengo.
Get a close-up of me, and I'll talk.
-All right… -I'll tell everything I know.
-Oh, wait. -Erşan, what are you recording?
-Am I being recorded? -Say…
-I'm Cemal, his big brother. -Say you're proud.
-No fucking way! What's the point? -Just say you're proud.
Well, I am proud.
We are all going to watch this anyway.
Whoever the fuck is watching this
and talking behind my back in the future,
go fuck yourself!
-Ditto that! -Ditto from me as well!
Erşan, come. Eryetiş can record.
-Join us. -Come here, Erşan.
-Gather around. -Here.
Guys, our cabaret is going to be amazing.
I promise you! We'll watch it years later.
And our country will have changed so much!
-This Stingy Life! -This Stingy Life!
I'll do so many great innuendos!
May the year 1986 bring good fortune to all of us.
Did you get it all?
He writes well and records well!
That was great.
You practice, go on stage, and perform.
Being nervous for the premiere--
Guys.
As you all know,
we submitted the script to the governor's office for approval.
We got approved.
-Phew! -Oh yes!
-Great news. -Awesome.
But I need a favor from you, my friends.
The whole play is going to be recorded.
Of course.
So please refrain from adding any improvisations
or engaging in political propaganda.
-Be careful. -Come on!
-Let's do it, Mami. Why not? -Yes!
Don't ask that of us.
Will you remove my "How much to fill this grocery bag?"
No, it stays.
Don't hold back if you have a good line.
Our words fall on deaf ears.
-For God's sake… -Fine.
Guys, please choose your words carefully like I said.
-Enough. -Let's not ruin it for ourselves.
Come on. Stop, please.
Have you heard?
-Heard what? -What?
The prime minister will be at the gala.
-No way. -Please be joking.
Semra and Turgut Özal are going to be in the audience.
That's a good thing, not a bad thing.
Yeah.
Exactly. This isn't bad at all. It's good.
-Is it? -I suppose.
Guys, let's take a picture as a souvenir of our final rehearsal.
Gather around.
Yunus, get ready.
Go on, guys. Take your places.
The PM is coming, huh?
Yes, it's confirmed.
It's good that the PM is coming.
-We're screwed. -Come, Altın.
-It's good. -Screwed!
Payro is here as well. All ready?
Yunus, are you ready? Right. Smile, everyone.
Yunus, take the picture.
Subtitle translation by: Ahmedşah Bilgi