The Poor (1975) - full transcript
The Poor Ones tells the semi-melodramatic story of three poor friends who met in prison where have been sent to on various offenses. These three friends do not want to get out when they are released. What are Abuzer, Haci and Arap going to do when they will be out? They have no one, no jobs... Apart from Haci and Arap, everything will be the same for Abuzer, who doesn't know where to go. He will still be alone, starving on the streets of the big city.
Baskets! Baskets for sale!
Plastic!Plastic containers!
swap your old things
for brand-new plastic
-Need anything,Baci?
-< how much is that wasbowl?
-The blue one?
- aha.
Wait.
-Thief!There's a thief
-What?
get him!
Abu's grabbed the cigarette but.
Good for him!
Abi...here.
lf ony we'd got
this month inside too,abu.
We'll be out in three days.
What are we going to do?
Every possible diaster
is waiting for us out there.
the cold,hunger,the police...
we've nowhere to sleep either.
lets work something out
so we get to stay until april or may.
There goes
your friend's baklava again.
There goes
your friend's baklava again.
Thats luck for you.God never sent
a woman like that my way
if she pulled five jobs a day
that gives you 500 lira.
Say she spend 1 00 on herself,
another 1 00 on this and that...
You'd be left with 300 clear.
if l had a mistress like that...
i'd never vorry about going hungry
or about the police.
The cigarette butts are yours
to look after.Abi.
She's not a woman,Abi.
you're talking a money box!
Forget the police,if you went to hell
she d still take care of you.
thats luck for you.
l never landed myself
a woman like her all these years.
Enjoy the baklava Abi.
Enjoy the baklava Abi.
He's stolen the baklava!
Get him!
He's run off with the baklava!
Get him!
Grab him!
Get the tray!
Stop that!
stop, l said!
Make way ! Break it up!
Make way there!
break it up!
He run off with our baklava,governor.
-and you smash him up just for that!
- You that?
- Stop that racket!
You're a devious rouge,Abu.
l know why you'r all this.
You want to stay in jail
another month or two.
But get this in to your head
You can't scrounge off the state!
- how long does he have left?
-Three days,sir.
Please,governor!put up with me
until the end of the mont
-At least let me have March here.
-Dont bargain with me , half-wit!
What's this,huh?What's this?
Cut his hair!
Let him go like a branded donkey.
it'll knock some sense into him!
But,governor! governor!
Please,governor!
On more month.
Give me one more month!
Let me have March inside!
what am l going to do out there
inthe middle of winter?
you want me steal again?
you want me to kill, do hold-up?
right break it up!
everyone back to their cells!
didn't l say l'd break your legs
if you turned up here again?
what shall l do with you then?
what shall we do with him,lads?
-Lets bastinado him,baba.
-Or stick hot eggs under his armpits.
let him off baba.
a head-shave is enough this time.
look at abu! baldhead abu!
give us 1 lira
will you give us half a cigarette
for 25 kurus, abi?
no chance!
smoke abutt instead.
- whats wrong with the boy?
- he s having an epileptic fit,Abi.
give him some onion to sniff.
do you have an onion?
no Abi.
- come here and l'll get you one.
- l thought youd been let out,Abu.
- l'll explain later,Mr lawyer.
- does the boy have fits all the time?
- every now and then.
- has he seen the doctor?
- What do you think,abi?What doctor?
Hot egg torture didnt make him talk
so they smashed his brains in.
give us a cigarette.Abi.
arent you better off
not smoking,abu?
what the hell,abi if l dont get one
off you,l'll only ask someone else.
- your back quickly tihis time.
- they let me go in the morning....
so l went to our old neighourhood.
no one even got me a tea.
having no family means no money.
your stomach wont stop runbling.
so what can you do?
l broke into a home.
did you at least get to eat your fill?
l didnt get the chance.
and l got a beating into the bargain!
- how many times have you been to jail?
- four a five how about you,Abi?
once,but for a check of a long time.
they just wont let me go, Abu.
do you have a wife and kids?
- yes
- its hard for you course.
but l m better off here.
at least there s a place to sleep.
we get fed one way or another.
abi,if you wrote me a petition now
woild they send me to the jail....
- where my mum is?
- your mums in lail too?
- what she s in for?
- murder
- thats not my real father.
- so tell me how it happened.
my dad died in a work accident.
we waited ages for them to fork out.
for nothing! the neigbours horned in
and got mum to marry that guy there.
if we hadn t been broke
mum vould never have married him!
everthing bad that s happened
is all his fault.
its him who took me out of school.
l swear its the truth.
and l was doing so well.
don t stand there blubbering!
kids his age earn their keep.
he should work and bring in money!
get moving!
get a move on or l ll kill you!
he wanted me to go about begging.
it was realy hard begging.
l don t know...
l got cold l felt ashamet.
l got a beating day in day out.
plus he took everything l earned.
he didn t work.he was always drunk.
And he never stopped beating me.
l didn t have 1 lira that night.
l hadn t eaten for two days.
poor mum was expecting me back.
l felt like crying.
- make it 25 then
- 20 lira
go on then. hand it over.
the woman won t make a fuss,will she?
does she know?
of course she does.ignore her
if she starts being bloody-minded.
thats women.just sit on her.
don t be too long.
who are you?
stop trying it on l paid your husband
hard cash for you.
- get out or l ll scream!
- don t you try to rip me off!
l don t rake in money off the street,
you know!
- get of me l ll scream!
- go ahead,bitch!
scream about
your pimp of a husband selling you!
- get off me!
- scream all you like,bitch!
get off!
get off,diety old man!
get off my mum,l said!
get of her! get off!get away!
sweetheart..sweetheart..
- are you all right?
- l m all right,mum.
let s run away,mum.
l ll take care of you.
they caught us the next day.
thet gave my mum eight years.
thanks abi.
- what was your first offence?
- being poor,abi.and having nobody.
when mum went to jail,
l was left homeless.
l had neither a roof over my head
nor aproper job.
l had friend, a shoe-shiner
when he fell sick,l got his kit.
l took him half the earnings at night.
by earnings,l mean 2 lira,3 lira..
pass!
pass the ball!
come on pass!
can l play to abi?
over here!
come on! over here!
officer have you seen
my shoeshine chest by any chance?
l m not paid
to guard your shoeshine chest!
l m not paid
to guard your shoeshine chest!
l was hungry.l was cold.
l had nowhere to sleep.
l d heard loads of burglary stories
round and about.
first,you look at the windows.
if there are no lights on...
you go in and ring the bell.
if someone answers the door,
you ask if serife teyze works there.
the person says no and you leave.
if there s no answer...
l pulled it off.
l still remember
how warm that house was,
l felt the marrow of my bones
suddenly warm up.
l dont know
how l managed to fall asleep.
thief!help! there s a thief!
for one thing,l d started stealing.
being alone,poor,homeless,abi...
you make me feel ashamed,abu.
- don t hit me, mum! don t hit me!
- you little rapist!
beat hit! go on!
if you make eyes at the girl...
...without marrying her,
l ll gouge your eyes out!
why are you mad,mum?l snatch
the girl and turn her over to you.
am l supposed to snatch her
from you now?what s the deal?
this is the deal first get married
then do what you like for all l care
but l m not having
everyone gossip about me.
come back in,you little whore.
inside with you!
Who said l wouldn't get married?
l ll have awor with the boss today.
mum,let me take the bride
to the cinema,huh?
you can t take her anywhere
before getting married.that s that.
what kind of mother are you?
hers or mine? l can t work it out!
if l m your mother,l m hers too.
since she made the mistake
of falling for a bum like you...
its my job to protect her.
thank god you do a good job of it!
l was in her room all night
and you didn t notice a thing.
how was l to know
the whore would take you to bed?
we re in istanbul!
there is no other istanbul! wake up!
- don t start me on your istanbul!
- give me my jacket and l ll be off.
first lets have some money.
the house keeping s run out again.
- there,that leaves me with 5 lira.
-may god grant you a fortune!
may good bring you success!
just get this marriage sorted out...
and l can go back to the village.
l ve been enough of a burden to you.
what do you mean,mum?
you r always welcome here.
thank s son.
hey,dear!
give the boy his jacket!
dont she ll see!
l ll be back with good news tonight,
hopefully.
googbye!
you wont find anything like it!
everything at cost!
latest fashion socks and sweaters!
get year sweaters for 1 00 lira here
when you ld pay 6300 in beyoglu!
one tea! its on its way,abi!
here,son,take this to cafer abi.
off you go now!
hey,where are you doing here?
- is the boss here,mahmut agha?
- what do you want with the boss?
don t preted you dont know.
he promised me the tea galley.
look,dont say l didnt tell you.
the boss is mad at you.
probably because
Plastic!Plastic containers!
swap your old things
for brand-new plastic
-Need anything,Baci?
-< how much is that wasbowl?
-The blue one?
- aha.
Wait.
-Thief!There's a thief
-What?
get him!
Abu's grabbed the cigarette but.
Good for him!
Abi...here.
lf ony we'd got
this month inside too,abu.
We'll be out in three days.
What are we going to do?
Every possible diaster
is waiting for us out there.
the cold,hunger,the police...
we've nowhere to sleep either.
lets work something out
so we get to stay until april or may.
There goes
your friend's baklava again.
There goes
your friend's baklava again.
Thats luck for you.God never sent
a woman like that my way
if she pulled five jobs a day
that gives you 500 lira.
Say she spend 1 00 on herself,
another 1 00 on this and that...
You'd be left with 300 clear.
if l had a mistress like that...
i'd never vorry about going hungry
or about the police.
The cigarette butts are yours
to look after.Abi.
She's not a woman,Abi.
you're talking a money box!
Forget the police,if you went to hell
she d still take care of you.
thats luck for you.
l never landed myself
a woman like her all these years.
Enjoy the baklava Abi.
Enjoy the baklava Abi.
He's stolen the baklava!
Get him!
He's run off with the baklava!
Get him!
Grab him!
Get the tray!
Stop that!
stop, l said!
Make way ! Break it up!
Make way there!
break it up!
He run off with our baklava,governor.
-and you smash him up just for that!
- You that?
- Stop that racket!
You're a devious rouge,Abu.
l know why you'r all this.
You want to stay in jail
another month or two.
But get this in to your head
You can't scrounge off the state!
- how long does he have left?
-Three days,sir.
Please,governor!put up with me
until the end of the mont
-At least let me have March here.
-Dont bargain with me , half-wit!
What's this,huh?What's this?
Cut his hair!
Let him go like a branded donkey.
it'll knock some sense into him!
But,governor! governor!
Please,governor!
On more month.
Give me one more month!
Let me have March inside!
what am l going to do out there
inthe middle of winter?
you want me steal again?
you want me to kill, do hold-up?
right break it up!
everyone back to their cells!
didn't l say l'd break your legs
if you turned up here again?
what shall l do with you then?
what shall we do with him,lads?
-Lets bastinado him,baba.
-Or stick hot eggs under his armpits.
let him off baba.
a head-shave is enough this time.
look at abu! baldhead abu!
give us 1 lira
will you give us half a cigarette
for 25 kurus, abi?
no chance!
smoke abutt instead.
- whats wrong with the boy?
- he s having an epileptic fit,Abi.
give him some onion to sniff.
do you have an onion?
no Abi.
- come here and l'll get you one.
- l thought youd been let out,Abu.
- l'll explain later,Mr lawyer.
- does the boy have fits all the time?
- every now and then.
- has he seen the doctor?
- What do you think,abi?What doctor?
Hot egg torture didnt make him talk
so they smashed his brains in.
give us a cigarette.Abi.
arent you better off
not smoking,abu?
what the hell,abi if l dont get one
off you,l'll only ask someone else.
- your back quickly tihis time.
- they let me go in the morning....
so l went to our old neighourhood.
no one even got me a tea.
having no family means no money.
your stomach wont stop runbling.
so what can you do?
l broke into a home.
did you at least get to eat your fill?
l didnt get the chance.
and l got a beating into the bargain!
- how many times have you been to jail?
- four a five how about you,Abi?
once,but for a check of a long time.
they just wont let me go, Abu.
do you have a wife and kids?
- yes
- its hard for you course.
but l m better off here.
at least there s a place to sleep.
we get fed one way or another.
abi,if you wrote me a petition now
woild they send me to the jail....
- where my mum is?
- your mums in lail too?
- what she s in for?
- murder
- thats not my real father.
- so tell me how it happened.
my dad died in a work accident.
we waited ages for them to fork out.
for nothing! the neigbours horned in
and got mum to marry that guy there.
if we hadn t been broke
mum vould never have married him!
everthing bad that s happened
is all his fault.
its him who took me out of school.
l swear its the truth.
and l was doing so well.
don t stand there blubbering!
kids his age earn their keep.
he should work and bring in money!
get moving!
get a move on or l ll kill you!
he wanted me to go about begging.
it was realy hard begging.
l don t know...
l got cold l felt ashamet.
l got a beating day in day out.
plus he took everything l earned.
he didn t work.he was always drunk.
And he never stopped beating me.
l didn t have 1 lira that night.
l hadn t eaten for two days.
poor mum was expecting me back.
l felt like crying.
- make it 25 then
- 20 lira
go on then. hand it over.
the woman won t make a fuss,will she?
does she know?
of course she does.ignore her
if she starts being bloody-minded.
thats women.just sit on her.
don t be too long.
who are you?
stop trying it on l paid your husband
hard cash for you.
- get out or l ll scream!
- don t you try to rip me off!
l don t rake in money off the street,
you know!
- get of me l ll scream!
- go ahead,bitch!
scream about
your pimp of a husband selling you!
- get off me!
- scream all you like,bitch!
get off!
get off,diety old man!
get off my mum,l said!
get of her! get off!get away!
sweetheart..sweetheart..
- are you all right?
- l m all right,mum.
let s run away,mum.
l ll take care of you.
they caught us the next day.
thet gave my mum eight years.
thanks abi.
- what was your first offence?
- being poor,abi.and having nobody.
when mum went to jail,
l was left homeless.
l had neither a roof over my head
nor aproper job.
l had friend, a shoe-shiner
when he fell sick,l got his kit.
l took him half the earnings at night.
by earnings,l mean 2 lira,3 lira..
pass!
pass the ball!
come on pass!
can l play to abi?
over here!
come on! over here!
officer have you seen
my shoeshine chest by any chance?
l m not paid
to guard your shoeshine chest!
l m not paid
to guard your shoeshine chest!
l was hungry.l was cold.
l had nowhere to sleep.
l d heard loads of burglary stories
round and about.
first,you look at the windows.
if there are no lights on...
you go in and ring the bell.
if someone answers the door,
you ask if serife teyze works there.
the person says no and you leave.
if there s no answer...
l pulled it off.
l still remember
how warm that house was,
l felt the marrow of my bones
suddenly warm up.
l dont know
how l managed to fall asleep.
thief!help! there s a thief!
for one thing,l d started stealing.
being alone,poor,homeless,abi...
you make me feel ashamed,abu.
- don t hit me, mum! don t hit me!
- you little rapist!
beat hit! go on!
if you make eyes at the girl...
...without marrying her,
l ll gouge your eyes out!
why are you mad,mum?l snatch
the girl and turn her over to you.
am l supposed to snatch her
from you now?what s the deal?
this is the deal first get married
then do what you like for all l care
but l m not having
everyone gossip about me.
come back in,you little whore.
inside with you!
Who said l wouldn't get married?
l ll have awor with the boss today.
mum,let me take the bride
to the cinema,huh?
you can t take her anywhere
before getting married.that s that.
what kind of mother are you?
hers or mine? l can t work it out!
if l m your mother,l m hers too.
since she made the mistake
of falling for a bum like you...
its my job to protect her.
thank god you do a good job of it!
l was in her room all night
and you didn t notice a thing.
how was l to know
the whore would take you to bed?
we re in istanbul!
there is no other istanbul! wake up!
- don t start me on your istanbul!
- give me my jacket and l ll be off.
first lets have some money.
the house keeping s run out again.
- there,that leaves me with 5 lira.
-may god grant you a fortune!
may good bring you success!
just get this marriage sorted out...
and l can go back to the village.
l ve been enough of a burden to you.
what do you mean,mum?
you r always welcome here.
thank s son.
hey,dear!
give the boy his jacket!
dont she ll see!
l ll be back with good news tonight,
hopefully.
googbye!
you wont find anything like it!
everything at cost!
latest fashion socks and sweaters!
get year sweaters for 1 00 lira here
when you ld pay 6300 in beyoglu!
one tea! its on its way,abi!
here,son,take this to cafer abi.
off you go now!
hey,where are you doing here?
- is the boss here,mahmut agha?
- what do you want with the boss?
don t preted you dont know.
he promised me the tea galley.
look,dont say l didnt tell you.
the boss is mad at you.
probably because