THIS IS A WORK OF FANTASY,
BUT TO FANTASIZE IS HUMAN
Have you ever thought about why people are afraid of the undead?
People are not afraid of death.
They already know it exists.
They're scared of the possibility that the dead could begin to talk.
Because what if they said that there's nothing after death?
How are the lads, Selo?
They're tired, Captain. We're all tired.
We'll stop before dark. One last push.
Persevere!
We'll pitch the tents before nightfall.
Behind that mountain, the treasure awaits us!
-Support each other. Help one another. -Come on!
-Come on!
Come on!
BASED ON THE NOVEL "FRANKENSTEIN" BY MARY SHELLEY
ÇAĞAN IRMAK'S CREATURE
-What are we gonna eat? -Be thankful for the fire.
We may be warm, but we're also hungry.
"HEAL HIM!"
Here, Captain.
We thought we'd find some birds or deer,
but there's nothing.
What a cursed place this is.
Don't let anyone near here, cook.
I'm fed up with dried food.
God help us.
What? Good God! Who are you?
Osman! Muharrem!
-Hurry! -What is that?
-Hurry! -In the name of God…
Heal him.
Who are you? What is this?
-Who are you? Wait! -What's going on?
Who was that?
-Here. -Its face was all burned.
What was that? Was that the devil?
This place is cursed.
It was a demon!
Stop it. Be quiet!
Don't be cowards. You are better than this.
A demon! Really?
He was a madman, deranged. Or a fugitive.
He's no madman.
I think he spoke.
What, then? Who are you, brother?
I'm Ziya.
I resurrected him.
-Heaven help us. -Good Lord.
God have mercy on our souls.
Stop…
Asiye.
Asiye will think you're a dirty boy. Look at your hands.
A dog could get a full meal off these.
-Stay still. -The collar's too tight, Mom!
That's fine. Tight keeps your soul from escaping.
Put up with it for today. We have guests. This is polite.
So what? She's just a little girl.
Some guest that is.
That unfortunate girl.
Death is God's will, but when they're so young…
Five times eight is 40.
Five times nine is 45.
-Five times ten is 50. -They're here.
-Gülümser. -Come in.
-Welcome. Come in. -Come, Hüsnü.
-You're late. -You must be cold.
Forgive me, sir. The wheel came off on the way.
Gülümser, come in. You didn't have to.
-From our orchard. -God made it bountiful. Praise be.
-Is this Asiye? -Beautiful eyes.
Ziya, why are you hiding, son? Come kiss Uncle Hüsnü's hand.
Girls are hard to raise, sir. Especially alone in a village.
Her late mother had no family either.
Don't worry, Hüsnü.
-Papa, don't go! -You're one of us.
God never gave us more children after Ziya.
The two will grow up as siblings.
Down. And up.
Down.
And up.
Down. And up. Well done.
So the heart makes the blood circulate in our bodies.
Look at the blackboard, all of you.
This side is west, and that way is east.
Understood?
You are relentless!
Why do you keep climbing that mountain to chase a lie?
There is no treasure up there!
I've told you so many times, but you never listen!
You ignorant man! Oh God!
God help me.
This foot is frozen. It has necrotized.
We have to amputate it!
No, Doctor! Please!
Ziya, get out.
-I want to stay. -Out, I said!
I'm angry as it is.
Brothers, don't just stand around. Hold his arms and legs.
Stop staring and come here!
Hold him down.
You just had to climb that mountain.
Hold him!
Look, Asiye.
We think the apple is dead,
but it's a source of life for something else.
The worm will eat it, burrow into the earth,
and the apple will become fertilizer for the soil.
And a new tree will emerge from the seed of this apple.
That means nature is a constant cycle.
So death is only incurable for humans.
What makes you say that?
We buried my mom in the dirt,
but a new mom hasn't emerged from that.
She will.
I swear she will.
She…
Asiye.
Emerge…
Asiye…
I swear to you.
She will emerge.
I'm telling you, we're all gonna starve.
I'd give my share of treasure for a piece of meat.
Goddamn it.
Come on, son.
Open your eyes.
Good. Now the other foot.
Asiye! Don't run, my girl!
She's become such a tomboy.
Water-man!
You're very impudent.
People will start talking.
People should mind their own business, Mother.
You're too soft on them, daughter. I'm telling you.
…fresh from the stream! The water-man's here!
Look how she guzzles it. Now I'm thirsty too.
But we finished the water we brought.
Water-man, please come over here.
Let's see what it is this time.
Pour it in this.
The Mystical Methods of Healing.
Your water's bitter, water-man. Just so you know.
Where did you get this?
Asked someone to buy it in Istanbul.
These books are worthless.
Written by frauds selling magic and--
Father, I must disagree.
Many methods we use today have roots in this tradition.
Son, I'm not questioning that.
I'm only wondering if you're reading an honest book.
I know why you really order these books from Istanbul,
but fine.
Why would that be?
To find proof of The Book of Resurrection.
Am I mistaken?
Ziya.
Are you going to be a spoiled brat chasing after a legend
or a sensible physician?
Stop looking for that book.
It doesn't exist. It's a lie.
What if it's the truth?
You want me to show you the truth?
Since you are to be a physician,
come with me and see the truth.
Children, don't offend them. Don't look directly at their faces.
There.
We never wanted to bring you here,
in case it gave you nightmares.
Mrs. Ofelya was our neighbor,
a face as fair as the moon.
When she contracted leprosy,
she was put in here with the others.
-Welcome, Mr. Muzaffer. -Thank you.
-Gülfem. -I'll deliver it myself.
-How is everything? -Mrs. Ofelya! It's me, Gülfem!
Gülfem?
Oh, my dear.
Oh, my loyal neighbor.
Welcome. It's so good to see you.
Oh, my dear.
I brought you food.
And Muzaffer made a new ointment. He says this one is different.
More potent than before. I hope it relieves your pain.
Is that Ziya?
Oh, pedimu. He was so small. Now he's grown so big.
I wish you hadn't brought the child.
Oh, and is that Asiye?
You told me about her.
No! Stop, my child!
-Ziya, what are you doing? Ziya! -Don't touch me.
-Ziya! -Let go, my dear child.
-I said, Ziya! -Let go, my child.
Ziya!
"It doesn't spread by contact." As if I don't know!
You want me to avoid contact with the embodiment of our despair.
What can we do?
I'm doing what I can. I'm giving them medicine!
It's all in vain.
What does the medicine do but prolong death?
Invent something new. Ever thought of that?
What have you done to advance your profession, Father?
Ziya, stop it. Enough. Please.
Ziya, you know our father is the best physician in the city.
I wish he were brave too.
Father asked if you'd washed your hands with soap.
He said to apply this up to your elbows.
I've already done that.
Have the patients left? Has my father cured them all?
Ziya! You realize the older you get, the more arrogant you become?
Stop treating everyone around you as if they're idiots.
You'll go downstairs
and apologize to your father for what happened.
I apologize to you.
For upsetting you.
Come on, Ziya.
Do it for me.
Ziya! Come on, stop it.
Ziya!
Gülfem, doing laundry so late? I saw three cauldrons of water boiling.
The well is almost dry.
That will keep us until tomorrow.
We thought it best to go to Gökçepınar tomorrow.
Father, I'm sorry. Forgive me.
Excitement and enthusiasm are good, but they'll hurt you when unbridled.
Father, it's not excitement. It's a desire to learn.
You will learn. Be patient.
In medical school--
Who is it now?
I hope nothing's amiss.
Doctor, it's my son. He has it coming out both ends.
So do the neighbors. Everyone's ill.
-For God's sake, hurry. -I'm coming.
-Announce it in the streets. -Okay.
Bring everyone strong enough to my office. I can't go door-to-door. Go!
-Father, should I come along? -Hurry.
-The doctor's coming! -Is it the pestilence again?
-The doctor's coming! -God help us.
-Everyone to the clinic! -Ziya, be careful.
Don't worry.
The doctor is here!
-He's here! -Move aside.
It must be cholera.
We don't know that. Cover your face.
Father, cholera doesn't spread by touch but by water and food.
I said, cover your face.
Where is the mayor?
Where is he hiding now, that scoundrel?
Notify the town staff that my cholera medicine may not suffice.
Okay? Go!
Ziya, explain the situation while I work, will you?
I know.
Attention, everyone!
Boil your water before drinking it!
It's highly possible that this is a cholera outbreak!
Boil your water before drinking it!
It's transmitted quickly! It spreads quickly!
The symptoms include stomachache,
nausea, diarrhea, and vomiting.
You will dehydrate. You must drink plenty of water,
but under no circumstances drink it without boiling it first!
The clinic is open! My father, Muzaffer, will work all night.
Anyone with means, bring mustard plaster to the clinic!
We have scarce medicine! It won't be enough!
You must drink plenty of water!
The wells have been contaminated!
Where is the mayor?
-Mom? -Asiye, don't come in here.
Yesterday was exhausting. I need to lie down a little more, baby.
Yeah, Mom, it definitely was. Get some rest.
Go check on the others. Bring them food from the kitchen.
-They must be exhausted. -Of course.
Muzaffer, Gülfem is very sick.
Come, Muzaffer.
Listen, keep on administering medicine.
I'll be right back.
Why, Gülfem?
Why didn't you say something?
I'm fine. Don't worry. I took the medicine.
If I had troubled you, you would've stopped helping the others.
You'd rush home to me, like you did just now.
I'll prepare you a solution.
Muzaffer…
How did I not notice?
-I should have checked on you. -Honey…
Mom!
Calm down. It's okay.
I'm fine. Calm down.
Are you really fine? I won't let anything happen to you.
I'm here by your side. Okay? I'm not going anywhere.
I'm fine.
Come here.
Listen to me.
I've known it.
All of us knew it.
You two are meant for each other.
-Mom, please-- -Mom--
I'll be fine tomorrow.
But I need you to make me a promise.
Do you remember our vow?
You'd hang on to me like the vine in the garden.
From now on,
hang on to each other
and never ever let go.
Swear to me.
From now on, you'll look after each other.
Ziya?
Come, my dear.
What's the meaning of this?
Are we not allowed to bury our dead?
It has been banned, brother. What can I do?
I have orders. You can come back later to pray.
My condolences.
We're all grieving. But I'm only doing my job.
Come on! Which one? Which one's ours?
We've been defeated.
All those people, my mother
perished because of a tiny disease.
Something you can't grab with your hands or see with your eyes
wiped everyone out.
None of us could do anything.
What could you have done, Ziya?
It's fate.
Fate?
Fate!
Where is this fate, huh? Where is it? I want to strangle it with my bare hands!
How can it live forever
when so many people drop like flies?
Is this fair? Is this right?
Ziya!
Please stop it. I'm begging you.
You're committing heresy against our existence.
If it's heresy, then I'll--
I couldn't let you sin.
But it's you who've sinned by kissing me.
God doesn't judge people in love.
Come on, son. Open your eyes.
Sir, I'm very interested in The Book of Resurrection
that you mentioned in your previous letter.
When I arrive in Istanbul, let us meet at a place of your choosing.
I'm looking forward to your speedy reply.
Kind regards.
My Asiye.
I wish I could bring the school here so I wouldn't have to leave you.
I'm not sad. Don't think about it.
I mean, think about me, but in other ways.
-Take care of Dad and Grandma. -Don't worry about them.
-Write to us often. -I will.
You should go.
The disease that took you from us,
I'm going to eradicate it, Mother.
Give me your blessing.
Dear Asiye, this is my first letter addressed only to you.
Upon boarding the ship, I gazed at the future awaiting me.
What I saw was a clear, bright, and deep blue scene.
Much like the ship that was sailing on effortlessly,
I felt deep inside I would overcome all obstacles
and graduate from the faculty.
The coachman who took me to my hotel was a kind gentleman.
He imparted information about Istanbul all through the ride.
I'm grateful to him.
I arrived at a hotel near the school
at a reasonable hour, before I became too exhausted.
If I continue to have such luck, I'll find a dwelling to lease soon too.
Don't worry about me, my dear Asiye.
-I'd like a room for the night. -This is the price.
The room's at the end of the hall.
This is so strange.
We've been corresponding for a year, but one becomes speechless in person.
Our esteemed representative sends his regards, Ziya.
He is so happy that a copy of the book has reached such a respectable gentleman.
He asked me specifically to tell you this.
Thank you so much.
I hope I can meet him in person one day.
The gentlemen of Istanbul are as kind and polite as rumored.
They are always very helpful.
My money!
My money's gone! Wake up!
Where is he? Where's that man?
Oh, my little prince.
What's the matter? Has your husband left you?
What the hell are you talking about? All my money's gone!
That money was for my school expenses.
Where did that man go? In his letters, he said his name was Fuat!
Enough. How the hell would I know?
If you don't know your own lover, how can I?
You bastard.
Did you two conspire against me?
Enough!
Let me go! You scoundrels!
-Let me go! -Out with you!
My Asiye,
I'm told some streets here are illuminated with electricity at night.
I'm excited to see the meaning of my name in an electric streetlamp.
It's on. It's on!
As the light of the sun illuminates every darkness,
so will your Ziya.
He'll be a light for people. He'll overcome all hardships.
Hear me!
I cut up my mother! I cut up my father!
Is there anyone here that will fight me?
IMPERIAL SCHOOL OF MEDICINE
Don't worry about me.
Only good thoughts.
There is only one thing I can't overcome.
My longing for you.
Dreaming of being reunited with you. Yours, Ziya.
Listen to me carefully.
You should learn what I tell you by heart.
There'll be an exam next week.
Is he a madman?
Open the door!
Open the door, mister!
"I saw that you saw."
THE BOOK OF RESURRECTION
Darwin, stay.
Subtitle translation by: Bilge Gündüz