- Semra: Dreams are told to flowing water and it's Joseph the prophet who will give meaning to them, my girl. Tell your dream to the waterfall.
- Sehra: I dreamed of god, mommy. He was pure white and naked. We flew over cotton clouds and came to heaven. There were doves flying around. I realized I also had wings, just like the doves. I was very happy.
- Cemal: I've been having the same dream for years, mom. But dreams are told to flowing water and their commenter is Joseph the prophet, right? I don't like my paintings anymore. I want to go back. Back to the town of Antiocus where I lost Daphne. Back to the waterfall, to tell my dreams to Daphne's eyes.
- Kel Selim: Time sometimes raises a man up to the clouds and sometimes it buries him down under. Agaluk is fucked up.
- Kel Selim: We sent the French off and less than ten years later they bring Uncle Sam upon us. Who the hell is he, man! Ha? When the French were here, black men were handing out white bread. Folks were stepping on each other just for a loaf of bread. And not a single sould was there to ask the occupiers: Who the hell are you? Now this Uncle Sam hands out flour, milk powder and cotton oil. Then he sent thousands to Korea and had them fight the Asians.
- Kel Selim: So, you think Uncle Sam sends us that donkey milk for love? They make the donkey milk into powder and they force it on our kids at school. And what happens when you drink donkey's milk?
- Kasap Callud: You turn into a donkey! And if it's mixed with horse milk, a mule.
- Kel Selim: One does not need a saddle on his back to be a donkey!
- Kasap Callud: Heyy, eat the meat, but not the share of infants
- Kel Selim: Callud doesn't eat the share of infants, but likes their mamas. Well, Cemal, draw the picture of a donkey here. So we'll know that they will be all overthe place in twenty years.
- Kasap Callud: Check out the calf! It's like a baby deer, man! Master, shall I reserve his balls for you?
- Kel Selim: You fool! Hadn't you slaughtered this one last week? This is the twin brother. Yeah, I guess a brother of the donkey kind!
- Yusuf Usta: A worker's labor has to be paid for justly.
- Bekir: Did you learn that from the communists?
- Yusuf Usta: Those were the words of St. Ali!
- Bekir: He was not an economist.