Creators for Change: Baris Ozcan | SCARECROW Short Movie

You Sonsuzluk Belki de insanoğlunun keşfettiği ilk soyut kavram. Uçsuz bucaksız okyanus, kum taneleri ve hiç şüphesiz gece gökyüzü. Bütün bunlar bize sonsuzluğu hatırlatıyorlar. Sonsuzluk İnsanın kendi ruhunu tanıyabilmesi için bir kapı aynı zam anda. İnsan mı sonsuza ait yoksa sonsuz mu insana? Öyküler bize olası sonsuz evrenlerden bir tanesini gösterir . Sonsuz sayıdaki evrende, sonsuz sayıda öykü yaşanmaktadır aslında.

Ama insan ruhunun sonsuzlukla bir ilgisi var dedim ya. İşte öyküler bu yüzden bize bir ayna tutar. Her öyküde kendimizi görürüz. Sonsuzluk Evren İnsan Ve öyküsü James M. D'Angelo Bu ismi unutmayın. Kim bu adam diye sormayın. O sizsiniz. O benim. Sonsuz evrenlerden birinde yaşayan içimizdeki insanlardan biri. Bir polis. Bir cinayet dedektifi. Bu evrende ben de varım. Ve bir yazarım. Belki bir roman, belki de bir senaryo yazıyorum.

Size aktaracağım bu evrende gerçekçiliğe çok önem veriliyor . Gerçeğin ne olduğunu sanki biliyormuş gibi herkesin ağzında bir gerçekçilik lafı. O yüzden benim öyküm de daha gerçekçi olsun diye New York't a bir polis dedektifiyle mesai yapacağım. Onunla birlikte soruşturmalara katılacağım. Gözlem yapacağım. Ve bütün bunları olabildiğince kaydedip size de aktarmaya çalışacağım. Yani size James M. D'Angelo'nun öyküsünü anlatacağım.

Aslında bu öykünün gizemi belki de onun ismindeki M harf inde saklı. Milyarlarca öykü içinde neden D'Angelo'nun öyküsü anlay acaksınız. Milyarlarca öyküsü anlayacak.

Milyarca öyküsü anlayacak. Milyarlarca öyküsü anlayacak.

Milyarca öyküsü anlayacak. Milyarlarca öyküsü anlayacak.

Milyarca öyküsü anlayacak. Milyarlarca öyküsü anlayacak.

Milyarca öyküsü anlayacak.

Everyone at the precinct hated him. The victim. I mean, no one liked him. In the least. Hell, I didn't even like him. No, no, the kid is fine. I like him well enough, but why me, Greg? I mean, I'm a side detective. Not a babysitter or a press agent. I mean, come on. Yeah, yeah, alright. I won't tell him the story about the serial killer. I'm so sorry. Alright. Yeah, see ya. This was a serial killer case.

Was the case reopened when you figured out that guy wasn't the real killer? Oh no, he was the killer. No doubt about that. It's just, there were other murders throughout the city. There was no end to it. So, it was a copycat killer? No. Here, look at that piece of paper. That was found on the first old man. The other murders had similarities. They're related to the words circled on that piece of paper .

But they were only coincidences. I couldn't prove anything. I couldn't stand it, Paris. I hated them all. Every single victim, I hated them. Where are we waiting now? I'm waiting for the first time. I'm waiting for the second time.

What is this place? I need to check something out. You have to stay here. But I want to go inside. I can't be responsible.

But I want to shoot. Alright. Then you have to take responsibility for yourself. On screen. Okay. I, Barış Özcan. Of sound, my mind and body. Taking full responsibility of all actions I do. Entering this abandoned place. D'Angelo'yla yolda konuşurken, aklına eski bir cinayet vakasıyla ilgili yeni bir şeyler geldi galiba. Arabasını aniden geri çevirdi ve bizi bu yere getirdi. Bu bilinmeyen yere. İçerde neyle karşılaşacağımızı bilmiyorum.

Ve açıkçası korkmadığımı söylersem yalan olur. No need to be afraid. It's abandoned. Just watch yourself. And you can see the other side.

I hope that's true. We'll find a way. Look. There is a rope here. Sometimes scouts use this place. We rely on our biases. To help us sort through the problems of everyday life. They save us from wasting time. And we can see the other side.

job, you know, Jamal being killed by his own peers, and I should have done some actual detective work. You know, if I had analyzed the security video footage, I might have seen something. I assumed Jamal was killed by a professional, but I was wrong. Look, I was too absorbed in my own racial disparities. I'd forgotten myself for a moment. I didn't do my job, and it led the entire investigation astray. I questioned everyone in the mosque.

I questioned Jamal's friends, his family, his co-workers, everyone he knew. And all that questioning led to nothing. And while you may think it's okay for a detective to question his family and friends, I actually had the gall to accuse them of terrorism. Yeah. I was rude. I was cruel. I took their tragedy, and I flipped it on them. Until one day I found out that his sister had tried to commit suicide. Yeah , she was being harassed at her school by her friends, and I was part of that. That family just lost their son. And because of our combined ignorance and maliciousness, they almost lost another child.

Look, why don't we take a break? I can see that this is getting to you. Aren't you Muslim? Yeah. Yeah, I am. I am. What about Jamal's murder? The police commissioner and the deputy mayor were at the hospital? They were apologizing profusely to Jamal's family for my behavior. Chief Sebulski was extremely upset with me because once again, the killer had turned herself it. So you took care of everything, right? I mean, uh...

You don't listen, do you? Let me tell you something. Those little antics of yours have put us in a very tenuous situation. Those people out there are decent, hardworking, taxpaying citizens. And if they decide to sue us, this department, this whole city will lose massive amounts of money and you can kiss your retirement goodbye. So what I need you to do is go out there, get on your knees and beg if you have to, become a Muslim for God's sakes, but don't let them sue us.

All right? Can you do that? As you can imagine, I was really upset. Not because my career was on the line, but because what I'd done. Sapolsky and I were together at the academy and he was always behind me. Do you know what I mean? Who was the killer? You said herself. Why did she kill Jevail? You know, we need to start thinking about a way to get out of here. Do you think you can make it through that air shaft?

Are you going to tell me what happened next? Crime of passion. A rich woman from an aristotic family fell in love with a Muslim university boy. Muslim boy also loves a rich girl. But life has a way of sorting out our differences. And Jamal started to worry about his future. So he tried to find a way to separate without hurting the girl that he loved. How can you think that I don't love you? I love you with all of my heart.

But how could this possibly end well? Our parents, they won't accept this. I know they won't. What? My parents are the problem now? Well, what about your parents, Jamal? They're not happy either. Okay, listen. We love each other. We can make this work. We can figure out our problems. No. We can't. I'm sorry. No. I'm sorry, Jamal. You know, I heard. I know. How could you? Dawn. Dawn, put the gun down.

Dawn, stop! Ah! Jamal decided to marry someone else. Someone that his family approved of. He was right. You know? In the end, our prejudice always wins. And lovers are always parted. Fear wins, Baruch. So... What was the connection to others? Mankind. Mankind Foundation International. Dawn's father is one of the founders. It's an international charity. Jamal was killed right in front of the building.

Ironic, isn't it? I'm a man. A few days later, after I'd been busy harassing Jamal's family over their alleged terrorism, Dawn walked into the police station. She confessed everything. Put the gun down! Down! There are two words left. Oldest. Strongest.

Emotion. Mankind. What about fear and unknown? Those words are left. I mean, did everybody still think it was a coincidence? You know, I don't want to stay here anymore. Let's get you outside and you can call someone. Who will be out here? We are in the middle of nowhere. No, I don't know. Um. The next crime took place at a fear house. You know, I don't know. The next crime took place at a fear house.

You know, I don't know. Um. I don't know. Um. I don't know. Um. I don't know. Um. I don't know. Um. I don't know. Um. I don't know. Um. The next crime took place at a fear house. You know, one of those places where teenagers go for adrenaline and excitement. Yeah. Only this time the victim was a cop. A cop locked in a room in a fear house. A cop? Yeah. No one saw the man go into the place, but when the other officers arrived, he was still alive.

He was going on about his killer. He saw his killer. He was going on about his killer.

God damn it. Why didn't he just call me? Signal was dead inside. And we were talking about an old case he was working on. Don't tell me. Did he tell you that stupid scarecrow story again? Yeah, yeah.

It's very strange. Even we found a little scarecrow doll inside this place. Oh no. Just stay right there. I'm coming to get you guys. Okay. I will send my location. No, don't bother. I know exactly where you are. Just do me a favor. Keep your eye on him. And don't let him hurt himself. Okay? Okay. Who's there? Baruch. Is that you? Hello? D'Angelo. Hello, old friend. Do you remember the last time we spoke?

Hello, old friend. Do you remember the last time we spoke?

I'm in everyone's mind. You think what you want to think. Life is an illusion. Just like you see sometimes. Why didn't you kill me like you killed all the others? I don't kill people to Angelo. I have no business with their physical existence. That is all you. No, I don't understand.

The scarecrow remember. After you stabbed yourself. Who are you? I am the Farmer. The voice in your head that plants all those fears. And all that hatred in your life. No. It was you. You! You killed all those people! You really don't understand. I never killed anyone. You know who takes your miserable lives. What do you want from me? I just hate policemen. Doctors, lawyers.

I hate order. I love the chaos. What do you want from me? What can you give me? Nothing. You are human. You can only destroy. You will create harm and mischief and shed blood all over the world. Simply because you feel fear. You're lying. I'm not. You are weak. I'm right here with you. Until you die. I feel fear.

Sure. But I can kill my fear. You are weak. We love to see you. We are weak. When we are weak, we feel strong. Everything, but everything, we use to go to our fears. We use knowledge. Knowledge. Fear. We are not.

We prefer to hide the fears from our fears. And we are not. We are not. The divine relationships, everything everywhere.. Other are our that we mightkhs. There are people's problems that are only Twinavaşs. Most of the time, we use rain on our own head s 거죠 I already know their Tages or whatever book Iface They help us to build our fears. The fears. Our fears are coming from the top-level people.

They put this out of the way. From the people, from the homeless, from the different colors, from the different sports club or from the different political parties. If we were friends or if we were friends or if we were one of our family, we would fear. We are making this fear. And this fear turns into fear and they keep us apart from the trees of the land of the earth. Güzel sana dedin. What? Did you understand what I'm saying?

Lipsen edis biraz. Have you been understanding all what I'm saying from the beginning? I can't believe you man. I can't believe you. Listen, I'd better go suppose could be calling a state of emergency. Hey, D'Angelo. What's the M stands for by the way? Your middle name. What's the M stands for by the way?