All language subtitles for Baska.Bir.Sen.2025.2160p.DSNP.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.DV.HDR.H.265-HdT

-[driver] Come on. Come on.
-[car revving]

Come on, Çiço.

Please. I beg you. I beg you.

For the love of God, not now.

Not now. Not ever. Please hang in there.

Please. For God's sake.

Not here, Çiço.
Please. Go a bit further. Huh?

[car engine dies]

[thunderclap]

[screams]

Why the heck are you doing this to me?

Why? What have I done wrong?

Is it the engine oil? The gasoline?
The LPG? The coolant?

Were you built to drive me mad,
damn it? Huh?

Were you built to drive me mad?

[bicyclist] Ow!

[groaning]

-No way!
-[groaning continues]

-Miss, are you okay?
-Is the miss okay?

Is she? See if I'm there.

The miss looks okay for someone who just
smashed through the rear window of my car.

Oh. Oh.

-Should I open the door?
-[pants] No, no.

You drive on. Don't be stopping here.

I can't, the car broke down.

Open the door, mister.
I can't stay like this! Oh!

Unbelievable.

She bursts through the window,
and then yells.

[grunts]

-Oh!
-[driver] Here. Slowly.

[pants, groans]

Why the heck did you stop
in the middle of the road, man?

[thunderclap]

Firstly, I didn't stop here
to look at the scenery, Miss.

The car broke down.
Secondly, let's say I did park here.

This is a huge car.
How could you ride straight into it?

I tried to stop.

I did. I hit the brakes,
but I couldn't stop.

My brake cable snapped.

Plus, I would have seen you if you had
bothered to turn your hazard lights on.

I would have them on if they worked.

The hazard lights on this car don't…

I'm so wound up
that I could punch the car.

They don't work, yes.
Am I wounded in any way?

Could you please take a look?

I don't know. I can't see a thing.

Come over here in front of the lights.

Here. Turn around.

Show me your hands.

-I'm still in one piece, right?
-Do this.

Let me see your face.

Okay, you seem fine. Take that helmet off
when you get home and shake your hair.

You might still have
glass shards in your hair.

-Will you be able to get back home?
-I can get back home.

But I doubt you will in that.

Well, as far as she takes me.

-So, this is it then. [chuckles] I mean…
-[chuckles]

[car radio plays]

Wow, she really has a mind of her own.

-This car is mental.
-Literally.

I'm amazed at how spirited you are,

considering you just
smashed through a window.

Forgive me.
I can't resist when I see a window.

I have to jump right in.
I should go find another.

-Really?
-Yeah. [chuckles]

[thunderclap]

Oh, that doesn't look good.

You should probably wait in the car,
or you'll get soaked.

Um, hmm, uh…

Since we both had an accident,
you could at least tell me your name.

[car horn blares]

[driver] Wow.

So, this is how it happens.

Everything ends just like that
in an instant.

So strange.

Who knows. Maybe if I had left home
a few minutes later,

or if I'd had the car serviced on time,

or if it had broken down
a few kilometers down the road,

none of this would have happened.

But there is something called fate.

And it's all about when and where you are.

ANOTHER
YOU

The interesting thing is that
this is not the end of my story.

It is the beginning.

That accident happened three years ago,
and since then,

I have been waking up each morning
somewhere else as someone else.

How, you ask?

Allow me to explain.

[passengers screaming]

Rule one. Accept it.

Do not worry about things
beyond your control when you wake up.

Death happens naturally,
in its own course.

Death cannot be avoided or postponed.

Isn't that the magic of life?

Knowing that you will die
but not knowing when.

Though you have this serene feeling
when you know the time has come.

Rule two. Get used to it.

I struggled at first too.

You can't decide
whether it is a curse or a blessing.

It's too ruthless to be a curse
and too prolonged to be a blessing.

[audience gasping]

I first try to get a glimpse of
what I look like.

That is often the only thing
I can figure out.

I die hundreds of times as people
I know nothing about.

Who they are. Their likes and dislikes.
Their past, their family, their secrets.

What makes them laugh or cry.
I think this is a big sacrifice.

Think of me as a butterfly.

I have one day to live,
and I'm a different butterfly each time.

[audience gasping]

Rule three. Enjoy the experience.

Now, I don't want to be unfair.

I don't always wake up
to a disaster or catastrophe.

Sometimes everything starts off nicely.

But for some reason,
those are always cut short.

[in Italian] No stalling, moron.
They're waiting.

And get the bag.

[driver, in Turkish]
And, I don't know how,

but I can understand the language
wherever I wake up.

I've woken up in such beautiful places,

from the lush meadows of Dublin
to the Rio Carnival,

from Tibetan temples
to a research ship in Antarctica.

But as I mentioned, it ends the same way
no matter how nice it all begins.

DON'T SPIT IN THE AIR,
OR YOU'LL GET IT IN YOUR FACE

Take this guy for example.
Who knows what he did?

[panting]

-[audience shouting, cheering]
-[bell rings]

Rule four. Stay strong.

You know that legendary line
in the Rocky movie.

"You, me, or nobody is gonna hit
as hard as life," says Rocky.

[chuckles] They did hit me hard.

But what Rocky says right after

-tells it all.
-[bell rings]

"But it ain't about how hard you hit.

It's about how hard you can get hit
and keep moving forward."

This is what I've been doing
for the last three years.

I get on my feet after each hit
and move forward.

But something very odd happened

just as I thought this was
how it would be for eternity.

This is where the actual story begins.

-[audience cheers]
-[bell rings]

MEDICINE AWARDS

[guest clears throat, coughs]

To my lonely and beautiful country!

[whispers] Dr. Mümtaz,
the winner's name is on the card, sir.

You're the one presenting the award.

I know. [chuckles]

I know.

Haven't you ever watched the Oscars?
Presenters make jokes. It's what they do.

As if I--

Yes. Zihni Şener.

-Well done, Zihni.
-Thank you. Thank you.

-Here.
-[bicyclist] Life has a strange way

-of playing games with us.
-Where are the restrooms?

-We like to think we've won…
-Take a left after the exit.

…not knowing we've already lost.

Sometimes, it's the complete opposite.

A new game started for me
on the night of that accident.

For the last three years,

I have been waking up somewhere else
each morning as someone different.

[Zihni] My sincere thanks to everyone
who saw me worthy of this award.

-I wish a pleasant evening to everyone.
-[bicyclist] Let's see who this lady is.

Oh, nice.

A pretty lady.

This will work.

-ID… Any ID in here? Yes.
-[presenter] Congratulations to Mr. Zihni.

-I would now like to…
-Derya Tümen.

[presenter] Please give it up as I call
Dr. İsmail Kayış onto the stage.

Hello, everyone.

-[grunts]
-I would like to thank everyone

who saw me worthy of this award.

A special thanks goes out to my team.

Thank you, and good night.

[presenter]
Our sincere thanks to Mr. İsmail.

-And now…
-Are you a doctor?

Um, sorry?

-I'm a doctor.
-Ah.

[clears throat]
I wonder what kind of a doctor I am.

[presenter]
I hope you all enjoy your evening.

Amazing hair, though. [chuckles]

Hair?

-Do you think I'm thinning on the sides?
-[laughs]

Excuse me,
is it possible we met previously?

I feel like I know you.

You know what? I had the same feeling.

I feel like I know you from somewhere
since I saw you tonight. [chuckles]

Do you come here often?

Well, once a year.

You know, maybe again in 2026.

-[laughs]
-Ha. [laughs] Good one.

Good. [laughs]

-Derya.
-Mümtaz.

-Pleased to meet you.
-Me, too.

What's your specialty, Doctor?

No need to talk about
specialties right now, Doctor.

Yeah, it's such a pointless topic.
It's not worth talking about.

Health?

No. That is not what I meant--

I'm only kidding, Mr. Mümtaz.

[laughs]

[chuckles] Should we drop Mümtaz?

So, I call you mister?

-Let's drop mister. Mümtaz is enough.
-Dropped the mister. Much better. [laughs]

[♪ "My Last Wish" playing]

Oh, My Last Wish.

What is your last wish?

No. My Last Wish is the name of the song.

"If only they asked me
what my last wish was."

Well, here they are to ask you.
What is your last wish?

No. My Last Wish is the name of the song.

Your last wish is a song?

-My Last Wish is a song.
-Which one will it be?

"If only they asked me
what my last wish was."

I've never heard of a song
called My Last Wish.

-That song is not my last wish anyway.
-So whose wish is it then, huh?

If only they asked me
what my last wish was.

-I think we made a great start.
-To what?

-We shall see.
-[laughs]

To your beauty.

[Derya] Thank you.

[Mümtaz chuckles]

Was it really in Tosun Pasha?

-Of course, it was Tosun Pasha.
-Really?

I'm sure it was Tosun Pasha.

And you claim to be
a guru of Turkish cinema.

-Let me jog your memory.
-I am a guru. I remember.

Remember this scene.

[as Sunal] Lütfü, dear.

I can do everything, but the one thing
I can't do is the flaming eyes. [chuckles]

That is the worst
Kemal Sunal impression I've seen.

You're hurtful. That was hurtful of you.

I'll bet my bottom dollar
that scene is from Foster Brothers.

-Really? You want to bet on that?
-I'll bet you for anything. Name it.

-You're going to lose badly.
-I'm so sure.

-Are you sure? Go on--
-Go on.

[Derya laughs]

Man, you missed it.
You missed what just happened.

You know Ms. Sevim, right?

She was outside a moment ago.
Sevim the cardiologist. Remember?

She got carried away
doing some folk dance out there.

But she didn't notice the height and fell.

Bam! She's flat on the ground. [laughs]

What's he saying?

It could happen to anyone.
What's the big deal?

Okay, man. That's not all.

I'm telling you,
she got carried away doing the halay.

She had the specialists, the associates,
and the assistants following her.

So when she fell, they all followed suit.
Bam, bam, bam, bam! Everyone. [laughs]

There are no survivors
from the cardiology department.

No more cardio.

I mean,
if someone had a stroke here tonight,

there would be no one
to help the poor soul.

-What's he saying?
-What are you going on about?

I was talking to the lady here.

We were having a deep conversation

until you turned up to babble about
falling cardiologists and whatnot.

Where are your manners?

I was making conversation, too.
This is a conversation.

Tell him, Derya. Isn't this conversing?

Right… Conversation.
This is a conversation, and so is that.

-Hmm. Uh-huh. Yes. Yes.
-We're old friends. Um, isn't that so?

We're all good friends.

How long have we been friends?

-Guys, are you high or what?
-You're hammered.

-No--
-I haven't had anything. [chuckles]

Neither have I because I'm driving.

Do you know where I live?

Mümtaz, man, we came here together.
Come on, I'm leaving.

I'll drop you off, too.

Come on.

I'm not trying to coerce you in any way.

-Only if you've nothing else…
-I've got nothing.

-Come on.
-Yeah. [chuckles]

-Who could turn down my man Mümtaz, eh?
-Oh! Ow!

Who could say no to him, eh? [laughs]

-I think he…
-Ow!

-Go and bring the car around, man. Go on.
-Right away, sir.

-Go ahead.
-[Mümtaz] Ouch!

Our friend is a nutjob.

-He seems a little strange.
-Yes. Yes.

Is that shoulder dislocated? [laughs]

[laughs] No, it's not.

-Don't forget our bet. Come on.
-Come on. Okay. Let's go.

Oh. No, no, no.
The car is this way. Follow me.

I told him, "If you're a chief physician,
act like one.

Before you start patronizing me,

go and make sure your socks
match your shoes."

Am I wrong, guys? Don't I have a point?

I'm begging you.
Keep your eyes on the road.

You're asking for trouble. Look ahead.

Who cares what people wear?
Keep your eyes on the road.

Shame on you, bro. Shame on you.

Let's be formal. You call me Mr. Oktay,
and I call you Mr. Mümtaz.

You call me Mr. Oktay…
Derya, what is he saying?

Mr. Oktay! Oktay, you nutjob!

Just keep your eyes on the road.

I'm hailing a cab otherwise.

I'm cruising at 60 kilometers an hour
down a straight road.

-What precious lives you have.
-Maybe I only have a day.

Huh… What do you mean?

We're here today, but not forever.
That's all I'm saying.

It's all in our destiny.
Cherish every day.

This is a day to cherish too, but--

Mümtaz, is there something
you aren't telling me?

-Speak up, man. What is it?
-Watch out!

[horns blaring]

[gasps]

[breathes shakily]

What just happened?

How is that even possible?
We almost rammed into it.

Actually, we did.
But there is not even a scratch.

Was I dreaming?

Seems it wasn't the time.

Why? How come?

Thanks, bro. Appreciate it.

[knocks]

Are you all right? Can you make it home?

-I'm fine, fine. I'll make it. Uh-huh.
-Right. Good night, then.

-Mümtaz.
-Huh?

What if we died in that accident?

What if all this is an illusion, eh?

What if we're in the Matrix right now?
Are we in the Matrix now?

Right now, Oktay,
we're at the Maltepe junction.

Drive a little more,
make a U-turn up ahead.

That will take you to
Sabiha Gökçen Airport.

What will I do there?

Take the first flight and fuck off.
How should I know?

-Just leave us alone. Good night.
-Fine.

-Good night, Derya.
-Yeah, good night.

Good night. Good night, Mr. Oktay.

What's he on about?

-Only saying good night. You know Oktay.
-I know. I do. He's quite weird, right?

Oh, nice house.

Wow. It really is.

Can I get you a drink?

No. It's better I don't.

So, won't you show me around?

Show what? This is it.
This is the living room.

Hmm.

The kitchen is here.
Directly overlooking the garden.

We have the piano.
There is another room here.

You go down from here.

Is there underfloor heating
or a combi boiler?

Is it furnished? Do you require a deposit?
What about rent?

-What?
-[chuckles] Are you an estate agent?

Here is the kitchen.

-What kind of an intro is this?
-That's how it sounded, right?

-As if I was trying to sell the place.
-What are you doing?

-There is more space upstairs. More rooms.
-Oh! I'm really intrigued.

It is expensive.
Money doesn't grow on trees.

-This is a five-bedroom house.
-[laughs]

See the acrylic paint on the walls.
The windows… [speaks indistinctly]

-[Mümtaz] Morning.
-Morning.

-[gasps] Oh!
-[gasps] Oh!

[both gasp]

Oh!

What the heck? Okay.

God, please don't let me lose my mind.
What is happening?

Remember. We dined and drank wine.

We talked about Tosun Pasha.

Then that man came.

We got in the car. There was no accident.

The accident… There was no accident.
Nothing happened to us.

We are here now. Why am I stuck here?

Don't panic. So you're going to die
somehow within the day.

[sighs] Whose clothes are these?

God, I hope this guy isn't married.

Oh…

Oh, hello.

Um. Hi.

I'd better be on my way.

I probably work somewhere,
and I'm definitely late.

Sure. Yeah. I should leave with you.

I'm a doctor,
so I must have patients waiting for me.

-I wouldn't want anyone to die.
-God forbid.

-[Mümtaz] Please.
-Okay.

-Let me… Please, you first.
-Okay.

Um, thanks so much for the clothes.

I will return them as soon as possible.

There is no need. Keep them.

By the way, last night was nice.

[chuckles] Don't mention it.
Hope you come again.

What? Am I at a roadside diner
or what? [scoffs]

I sounded like a waiter, right?

What if I was holding a pizza?

-Pleased to meet you.
-Me too.

[teenager] What is going on?

Have we missed something?

The captains are out
to wish each other luck.

Go, national team!

Shut up.

Mom? Dad? Are you okay?

Dad! Wake up, Dad!

Don't die on us, Dad!

[Derya] Aha! My love!
Are you okay, my love?

My love? I'm okay, my love. Are you?

Me… I'm just fine.
Why do you ask, my love?

If you are done calling each other
"my love" in the most cringey way,

I will ask you again.

Are you two really okay?

-Look. Our daughter.
-[chuckles]

There she is, all grown up,
questioning us about syringes.

Syringe? I said, cringe.

As in feeling embarrassed
for someone else.

Look at him. He's grown too. A young man.

What happened to them? Who is this?

-How time flies.
-[doorbell rings]

[knocks on door]

I'll get it.

[Derya] Is this really happening? No way.

Thanks, neighbor. God bless.

What are you doing, Dad?

-Open the door.
-[knocks]

Dad. She's calling me Dad.
I'm about to lose it.

Why did you shut the door in my face?

Judging by the tactless tone,
you must be family.

Mümtaz, son, are you all right?

Why is everyone asking me
the same question today?

Oh, my dear daughter.

How are you?

Mom. I'm okay, Mom.

-Huh.
-Grandma, they really aren't okay.

-Huh?
-Grandma… My mom. Mom, I'm fine.

-Just fine.
-Then I must be your son-in-law.

Welcome, Mother-in-law. [chuckles]

What have you done to your face?
You look like a clown.

-Ece did it.
-Ece did it? Ece… Where is Ece?

-[teenager] I put her to sleep.
-[Mümtaz] Derya, who are you?

Shame on you.
Making a child put a baby to sleep.

What is wrong with you?

Mom, they were playing when she dozed off.

Oh, excuses, excuses! Give that to me.

Give me patience.
I'm so annoyed, I want to scream.

Come on, hurry up.
You'll be late for school.

Come on, then. We can't be late.

Off to school.

School.

-Let's go to school. Can't be late.
-[Derya] Come on.

Oh, we're taking risks this morning?

Has Dad learned to drive?
Why hasn't anyone told us?

No.

[groans, grunts]

-[Mümtaz] I really should learn to drive.
-[grunts]

[groaning, grunting]

[Derya] Ow. My… My leg.

Dad, wipe your face.
Do you plan to go to work like this?

Yes, dear. Give that to me. This is by far
my biggest problem right now. Come on.

ÇAĞDAŞ BILIŞIM COLLEGE

Çağdaş Bilişim College.
We're going to Çağdaş Bilişim College.

Well done, Mom. It's great
you know the name of our school.

Can we go now?

Dear, I've got a splitting headache.

Please stop pestering me.
I'm doing the best I can. Please.

Well, then hurry up a little.
Lessons start at a certain time, you know.

-Give me patience.
-Come on then, parents.

I'm running low on patience.

-Come on, Mom!
-Hey! Hey! That's enough!

What's going on, kids? Calm down. Come on!

Why are you treating your mom like this?

What's your problem with her?

This woman fed you and nurtured you.

She took care of you when you were ill.

She carried you inside her
for nine months.

Now, we all treat your mother nicely
by being quiet.

And one more thing.

Today, you will tell me
how to get to your school.

We had too much to drink last night.

Um, I have a terrible hangover.

Moms and dads can have bad days, too.

Sure thing, the best mom in the world.
Head straight toward the avenue.

Thank you, dear son. Thank you.

Yes. Um, what to say?

No mischief.

Right? Uh, focus during your lessons.

-What else?
-Listen to your teachers.

Um, don't forget to eat.

Absolutely no drugs.

No booze. Okay. Please.

Maybe one beer after your lessons
to relax a little. But that's all.

-I doubt that's necessary, but…
-Okay.

I mean…

-Do you have money?
-A little.

-Oh, good.
-Can you lend me some, then?

I forgot to take some
before leaving the house.

No worries, captain.

A young lad needs money.
Treat your girl to something nice.

I'm not sure who the parents are here.

Thanks.

Can't believe how fast they grow, right?

-Yeah.
-The boy is particularly strange.

-He is, indeed.
-Yes.

[Derya] Anyway…

What kind of a doctor is he?
He asked his son for money.

Who the hell are you? Who are you?

Wow, my main man!

[laughs]

-[laughs] Come on.
-Listen, man.

You really have serious issues.
What the hell are you doing here?

Have you been following us
since last night?

I also have a daughter
that needs to be dropped off at school.

Her mother is not around.
I do this stuff now.

-Come on. We're going to the clinic.
-To the cli…

-Going to work?
-Uh-huh.

Work… I'm going…

I'm going to the clinic.

My love, I'm going to the clinic now.
I'm going there with my friend.

-Huh. Anything to tell me?
-Okay.

-Nothing to tell you, my love. Okay.
-Okay, my love. Okay. Then…

-Um, see you… Do… See you later.
-See you.

Go on, kiss.

Kiss. I'm not looking.
No, I am looking. I am. Come.

-Come on, let's go.
-Ow! Oh!

I've detained him, Derya. See you, Derya.

Come on.

Drive safe.

-Come. The car is over there.
-[Mümtaz] Good God.

[phone ringing]

Is that my phone ringing? Where is it?

-[sighs]
-[ringing continues]

[grunts, groans]

Leyla. Who the heck is Leyla?

Yes, Ms. Leyla.

Miss? Ms. Derya, are you all right?

Um, I'm fine, Leyla.
I'm fine. Um, what is it?

Oh. Hurry, Ms. Derya.
We're waiting for you.

Um, you're waiting for me.

Okay. Don't expect me today.

I've got things to do. Um.

We should reschedule.

I'm not feeling well. You take care of it.

Keep doing what you're doing, okay?

That's not possible. He's here waiting.
Rescheduling is not an option.

We've been preparing for this
for months, remember?

Oh, I get it.

So today is the big day you've been
waiting for the past months?

Okay, fine. Where am I expected?

At the restaurant, Ms. Derya. Where else?

Okay. Tell me the name of the restaurant.

Guys, she's asking for
the name of the restaurant.

She's totally lost it.

Leyla, I can hear you.
And I haven't totally lost it.

Um, yes. Sorry, Ms. Derya.

This is Pi Style Emirgan. Do you know it?

Okay, I'll find it. Bye.

[huffs]

[Oktay] You were really hitting it off
with Derya last night.

-I was, right?
-Uh-huh.

It's because we're married.

I have to say you were
a damn nuisance, though.

Good on you, man. Well done.
This is the real you. I told you.

I wish you guys the best.

Hold your horses.

[Oktay sighs]

Mümtaz, we're living our second lives.

I've lived more than that, but…

We could have died
in that accident last night.

Well, maybe we should have died.

What?

It's what is in your destiny, man.

Oktay, I'm sorry,
but I've not been myself lately.

I'm a little absent-minded.
I tend to forget things.

Where are we headed?
What will we be doing?

I'd appreciate it if you could brief me.

You really are unwell.

But it's normal. What we experienced
last night was really something.

Indeed.

Let's go to Nişantaşı for a drink tonight.
You obviously need to vent,

and you won't find
a better listener than me.

You wouldn't get it, bro.
You really wouldn't.

Even if you did, you wouldn't believe it.

If you believed it,
you wouldn't comprehend it.

So, it's best we shut up and drive on.
Let's go wherever the hell we're going.

Let's do that.

Are you having a group today?

What are you saying, man?

-Group. Do you have a group today?
-What group?

If you're distracted and don't think
you're up for it, tell me.

I'll step in and cover for you.

Enough, bro. I beg you.
Please focus on driving. Come on.

Okay.

Repentance.

[huffs]

-Ms. Derya!
-Yes.

Ms. Derya. We have no time for this.

-Hurry. Please.
-Oh, Leyla.

-Okay. Now, if you'll excuse--
-Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

Um, what is this all about?

You could at least tell me
what's going on.

Ms. Derya, are you pulling my leg?

No, I'm not.

Because if it is a joke,
it sure isn't funny.

Um, okay. If you don't find it funny,
I should be on my way.

-Because…
-Uh-uh. That's out of the question.

For a minute, I thought this was
your meditation technique to relax.

It's not.

But considering
how stressed I am right now,

that clearly isn't the case.

You could at least stop pushing me.

-Allow me. I'll take that.
-What? Why are you opening my bag?

-Oh. I… I'm being mugged. Help!
-Me…

-What… But my bag… What's this?
-No…

Me too?

Okay, what am I?

Uh-oh.

Yes, Chef!

Oh. Che… Chef.

Oh. I'm a chef…

-Oktay.
-Huh?

PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC

Tell me the truth. Am I a shrink?

What are you on about, man?
Come on, move it.

-I'm still paying the installments…
-Morning.

Morning, Docs.

[Mümtaz clears throat]

Where do you think you're going?

Could I have the day off?
It's best I go home.

Come on, man. This way. Yes, Özge.

Doctor Oktay, Mr. Cenap,
your 10:00 appointment, is here.

-Uh-huh.
-He's in the waiting room.

Ms. Yasemin, your 11:00 appointment,
is canceled.

She suffered an attack last night,

but don't worry,
I'm in touch with the hospital.

I'll keep you posted on developments.

Thanks a lot, Özge.

Mümtaz, see you for lunch, okay?

-All right, then.
-Okay, okay.

-Doc, your clients are in the room.
-Huh?

Clients? What clients?

Clients, you know.

The more you say it,
the more incomprehensible it gets.

Give me that.

-Here?
-Yes.

Oh, no!

-Oh, dear.
-What's the matter?

Doctor Mümtaz took the wrong file.

He's surely going to yell at me afterward.

[receptionist] Which group is in there?

[Özge] Parents of hyperactive toddlers.

SEX ADDICTS THERAPY GROUP

[receptionist] Dear, don't worry.
He'll know which group he has.

Dear God, what are you testing me with?

Hello, everyone. Welcome to you all.

-Greetings.
-Thanks. Thank you.

Now, I have a favor to ask you.

Please tell me your problems and issues
clearly and concisely.

This is really important.
Don't drown me in details.

We know what the problem is,
but remember that you're in public.

I urge you. Please. Yes.

-Sir.
-Doc, mine gets up at 6:00 a.m.

-Really? What can I do about that? Huh?
-I don't get it.

I know you don't get it. It's obvious.
What did I just tell you? No details.

I asked for a general outline, right?
Please.

How can we leave out the details, Doc?

A little detail, then.
Do you have to disclose everything?

Guys, listen.
Let's avoid scarring each other for life.

These are all sensitive issues,
and we don't know each other that well.

Please, I beg you. Please.
What is your problem?

It's my breasts.

I swear, they are in tatters.

He sucks at them nonstop.
It's all he wants.

I've lost self-confidence.
I don't like myself anymore.

Let's think about what we can do.
You can stop him sucking, right?

-What do you mean? He'll die without it.
-Nothing will happen.

No one dies from being deprived
of sucking breasts. Between you and me,

there was a time when I didn't
suck on a breast for four years.

Nothing happens.

That's impossible.
It will impede his development.

Are you suggesting baby formula?

Formula? No, that's not right.
I'm against that.

Doc, mine always wants to be on my lap.

There is no way to get him off me.

I have tried everything to no avail.

Speak up, dear. Come on.

Exactly. Obsessed with the lap.

Obsessed with the lap, huh?

What kind of people are you?
Guys, snap out of it.

Well, ma'am, you can start by saying no.

What does that mean, Doc?
I'm not the one sitting on laps. It's him.

-Dude, are you out of your mind?
-Huh?

[parent] I do as I'm told.

If I'm asked to become a horse, I do it.
They ride me all day.

They get a piece of string
and use it as reins.

Enough already! Come on, man!

How can you be so relaxed about it
with your wife seated next to you?

Shut up!

Why should I shut up? Are you sick?

You're the one who's sick, damn it.
It's you.

You were the one talking about bridling
and pretending to be a horse, man.

Not me! How dare you accuse me?
I'm losing it here.

Two days ago, mine took a dump on me.

Right, that's it! Okay, damn it.
Okay. I've had enough of this!

Get a grip, people.
There are a lot of you here.

Sorry, but to hell with you
and your fantasies.

Going into all this detail is wrong.

Listen, do what you want in private.
I don't care.

But you are in public right now.
This is unbelievable.

Why are you all so addicted to sex?

What? Sex?

What is he saying?

What kind of a place is this?

[parent 2] I have no idea.

Um, Chef. Are you all right?

I'm not, dear. I'm not. I'm not all right.

I am the exact opposite
of all right today.

Now, please help me out here.
So, this guy is…

He is Türkiye's most famous gourmet,
right? The one we all know.

Yes. Um… He's here
at our restaurant today for a tasting.

He will taste the food at my restaurant.

Um, I'm a chef at this restaurant.

He will taste my signature dish.

I'm the one who is special.

Um. Does anyone else know the recipe?

Why?

Why not?

Aren't you assistants here?

How come none of you
checked the recipe? Really…

Anyway. Fine.

God is great. We will do it.

Yes. Mushrooms.

-I apologize sincerely. This is my fault.
-[patients murmuring]

I'm so sorry. It was a Freudian approach…

See! Happy now? Huh?

I'm so, so sorry, Doctor Mümtaz.

It really was a mistake.

I couldn't do anything
when you took the file.

This is not okay.

You need to be more committed to work.
Focus. Show some tenacity.

I might be here today
but not tomorrow, God willing.

However, if you prance around
talking nonsense, you will get fired.

Those were decent people,
and look what I told them.

What is written here? Huh? How can you?

I'm terribly sorry, Doctor.

Pfft…

Come on. To Nişantaşı.

What will we do in Nişantaşı?

We can hang out at some new place, eh?

No, man. Let's do this, Oktay.

You take me home
so I can get some rest. Please.

So, we go to Nişantaşı another time?

What are you on about?

Chef. Um, that doesn't look
like your special plate

with sauce over the flower petals…

True, it isn't. I'm taking a risk.

I'm gambling.

Sometimes, when things go wrong,
you need to take a different approach.

That might be too much sauce, Chef.

If you open your own restaurant,

you can use the sauce sparingly,
young man. Okay?

This is history in the making.
Watch and see.

[Derya chuckles]

Yes.

-Welcome to Pi Life.
-Style.

-Oh. So… Um. Welcome to Ti Style.
-"Pi."

Okay. "Ti," "Pi," whatever.
Cut the crap, Berna.

-Welcome to our restaurant.
-Hello.

-It's an honor to have you.
-Thank you.

-And here is our special.
-Oh, great.

Enjoy. Um, I'll leave it like this. There.

-Yes. That looks better. Thank you.
-Okay, sir. Bon appétit.

Merci.

[coughing, wheezing]

-Is he on drugs?
-I mean, there were mushrooms in it.

I also used soybeans and fennel.

-Fennel? I'm allergic to fennel.
-I used fennel.

Oh! Why didn't you get these details?
He is allergic, Leyla, you dimwit!

-I had no idea.
-How come?

You had no trouble stripping me
and confiscating my bag, though.

No. I cannot breathe.

-[Derya] Gosh.
-Oxygen. Quick, give him oxygen.

Deep breaths. I beg you, Mr. Arda. Please.

You are still young. It's all right.

[groans]

He's dead. He can't. Not like this.

-Mümtaz.
-Huh?

Listen. Get some rest.
Clear your mind, okay?

Don't think about coming to work.
I'll write you a medical certificate.

Thank you. Thanks, Oktay.

Drive safe.

Oh.

[honks]

-[Mümtaz] What's up?
-All right. You?

I'm okay. No different.
You look exhausted.

Um, yeah. You know how tiring
the restaurant business is.

Yeah.

[Derya] How was your day?

Patients. They are mental.
People have lost it,

-and they all come knocking on my door.
-I can imagine. It can't be easy.

This is when I really need
some peace and quiet.

I agree.

-[TV blaring]
-[Korhan] Korhan makes another attack.

Glad you made it. Everyone to the table.

-[grandpa] Hey, stop that racket now!
-Korhan approaches the hoop.

[grandpa] Come on, boy.

[teenager] I'll come again tomorrow.
It's so exciting.

Stop talking on that phone.

[teenager] There is so much noise
here right now.

[grandpa] We need to win this game.
We have to win this game!

[Korhan] Korhan scores again.
This makes them champions!

[grandpa] Give me some beans, dear.

Yeah, some more.

Hmm. It's been precisely 24 hours.

It's been 24 hours, and I'm still alive.

Did you say something, dear?

Um… Dad… Um… It's nothing, Dad.

-Just checking the time.
-Uh-huh.

Listen. You rarely say anything,
but can we congratulate you?

You can. But what's the occasion?

Didn't you have the tasting
at the restaurant today?

Oh.

You mentioned someone was coming
and that it was very important to you.

Oh, yes. Um, it didn't happen.

We had to postpone it
because that gentleman fell ill.

Uh-oh. Poor thing. What happened?

-Poisoning.
-[grandma] Oh!

Uh-oh.

Mom, remember we're going
for my prom dress fitting tomorrow.

Don't be late.

Oh, okay. We had that, right?
Okay, fine. I'll be there, dear. I will.

She's obsessed with the dress.

I'm warning you,
she's becoming a show-off.

If I get into trouble,
you all go down with me.

[teenager] Shut up!

I know who you're buying that dress for.

Berkay, right? She's flirting with him.

Shut up, Korhan,
or I'll rearrange your face.

It's no lie. You stalk him during breaks.

She invited him to the prom.

Tell him something, Dad.

That's rude, Son.

Is that all, Dad?

What should I do, dear? What?

You want me to take him from school

and make him work
as a mechanic's apprentice?

Is that it? Will that make you happy?

I'm talking here as a father.

I expect him to feel
the weight of my words.

But he doesn't. He doesn't get it.

This kid here sees nothing
but fries and steak.

Oh, by the way,
Auntie Mübeccel passed away.

Oh! Auntie Mübeccel is dead?
Oh, poor Auntie Mübeccel.

Who is that?

She was our neighbor for about two years

while we lived in İzmir 20 years ago.

I never knew you were
that fond of Mübeccel.

No need to be so emotional.

[chuckles] I don't know what came over me.

Feelings rushed when I heard
she died, Mom.

No surprise for someone who wakes up
somewhere different every morning.

Excuse me. What do you mean?

When did it begin?

-So you knew, eh?
-[grandma] Uh-huh.

Sure. Everyone knew about it.

-How did she die?
-She fell off a cliff.

I saw it on Facebook.
On the Gördes newsgroup.

Um. Forget the Gördes group.
How did she die the first time?

First time?

What are you saying, Son?

Is there any way we can contact her?

I'll tell you how.

Let's finish eating, and I'll go
to the kitchen to make some tea.

Then we can sit down
and summon her spirit. Okay?

I said she's dead.
How do you think that's possible?

Did she always wake up in the same place?

What kind of questions are these?
You're not making sense.

The woman was a sleepwalker.
She would get out of bed and go.

She found herself
somewhere else each time.

-She kept falling, and now she died.
-[Derya] Okay.

Sure thing. [chuckles]

I got the gist. I was just curious.

There is a scientific explanation
for everything.

Nice job, captain! We hear you.

Listen, kid! Stop talking to me
like I'm your teammate from soccer.

Enough already!

[doorbell chimes]

Go answer the door.

Get the door, dear.

What's your deal, kid? Are you running
a casino at school or what?

Listen to me. You are really
freaking me out. Honestly.

-[guest] Here I am.
-[teenager] Welcome.

-[grandma] Welcome, dear.
-Thank you.

-Auntie Lütfiye. Uncle Mustafa.
-Who the heck is she?

-How are you?
-Welcome. Hello.

Enjoy your meal. What's up, sourpuss?

-Oh! Tell me you got your star!
-I got my star!

-Oh! She got it!
-Oh!

Oh!

You just said the gourmet didn't come,
and you got no star.

-He didn't.
-And?

-I didn't get it.
-And?

I don't know, Dad.
She was screaming, and I joined in.

Tut-tut, tut-tut.

-What? You didn't get it?
-No, I didn't.

-[Mustafa] Liar.
-Oh, I'm starving. Can I have this?

Did you speak with your folks?

Oh, I did, Auntie Lütfiye. It's all set.

Oh, Derya. We have to be
at the boutique tomorrow at 2:00.

I'm trying on those dresses
I couldn't decide on.

Um, why don't I come with you, then?
We could see my dress too.

I could wear it at the engagement
and my prom.

What engagement? You're not old enough.

Bravo, Dad. Great joke.

I can check the dress out
if I wear it on both occasions.

But I'm not posting it on Insta.
People will think I wear nothing else.

Post a pic already.
Let's see if Berkay likes it.

How about I punch you in the face
and see if they like that?

-İpek!
-But, Grandpa. He's asking for it.

Oh, hold on. Please stop, for God's sake.

Please fill me in.
My brain is drained with work.

Give me an update on what is happening.
Okay, what are we doing?

Dear, they are coming to ask for
my hand in marriage in three days.

-Oh.
-Uh-huh.

My brother will pick up my parents
at the bus terminal.

And, as my brother's beloved wife,

you said, "Elif, my dear. Don't fret.
We'll go dress hunting together."

I got the day off from work.

If you provide a little help and support,
I intend to marry eventually. That's all.

-Okay. Hmm.
-Okay. We can handle that.

-Derya? Brother?
-Um… Okay.

What's going on?

-You don't look good. What's the matter?
-Nothing is the matter.

-We are fine.
-No problems?

None.

Good.

You go. I'll catch up.

Hold on. Okay.

-Good evening, dear.
-Evening, Dad.

Listen. Don't forget
what I told you, okay?

I raised you to be resilient.

And I will support
every decision you make.

Thanks, Mom.

-Oh.
-They left?

Yes.

-What an evening.
-Exhausting.

-Are the kids in bed?
-Yes.

-Nice.
-Mom's food was delicious, right?

Amazing.
The meat was cooked to perfection.

So good. Oh, what would I do
without her, Mümtaz?

-Yes, sure. It wouldn't be easy.
-Right?

-She has always looked out for us.
-She has.

And she is always here
to take care of the kids.

Right?

[grunts]

Um.

What was our car's license plate?
I can't remember.

Starts with 34. Which year were you born?

Who are you? Huh? Who?

-I swear I'll smash this remote…
-Shh.

-…on your head.
-You first. Who are you?

It's way too complicated to explain, okay?
I'm extremely confused.

You wouldn't understand
even if I told you.

-I'm about to snap.
-What are you talking about?

You have no idea
what I've been going through.

You know jack shit… Ow!

[news anchor] Now for the latest
on an accident in Istanbul.

A pick-up truck loaded with vegetables
lost control and rolled down the shoulder

in Kanlıca due to a brake failure.

No casualties have been reported.

However,
local residents are asking authorities

to improve safety along this route,

-which was the scene of another accident…
-This… The accident…

-You… Today…
-[gasps]

It's you. Goddamn you.

I died because of you. You killed me.

Have you lost it completely?
Don't you remember?

A car ran over us. Don't blame me.

Look at me.
I'm going to ask you one thing.

You too?

Every day since the accident…

I'm somewhere else, as someone else.

Mümtaz, we should have died
in that accident yesterday.

Because that accident was meant to happen.

Why didn't it?

Derya, we're stuck here.

[Lütfiye] I'm taking Ece to the park.
We won't be late.

Okay, Grandma.

Great job, honey.

This is amazing.

See, İpek? Look at the breakfast.

Sumptuous. She thought of everything.

Granted, it was just a fleeting thought.
There is nothing but a salt shaker.

So, you suggest I put some salt
on my olives? Huh?

She's a chef,
and this is her breakfast special.

If you are so keen
on having a proper breakfast,

you can get up early,
go to the kitchen and prepare one, okay?

I have coffee in the mornings, not tea.

Go on, then. Make some scrambled eggs
for us while you're at it.

-You like scrambled eggs? You do?
-I do. I do.

Okay. I'll make scrambled eggs
if you swear to me this is tea.

-It's tea. I swear. I tried it.
-You swear? Is this tea?

Have you ever had tea in your life?

Is there a problem, captain?

Watch your mouth with Mom.

Korhan, don't you dare grasp me like this
ever again at the table, okay?

Sure, captain.
See you at dinner after breakfast.

Mom, we need to get going.
Auntie texted to say she was on her way.

She also mentioned reserving a table
at your restaurant tonight.

Apparently, you're having dinner
with her fiancé.

She insists Dad joins you.

[phone beeps]

I'm outside, baby

Text from your Uncle Oktay.
"I'm outside, baby."

I'm Uncle Oktay's baby. I just found out.

Okay. Your dad is going to work.

Your dad has had his breakfast.

He takes one last look at his happy family
and sets off for work. I love you all.

I'm leaving now
to deal with mental patients all day.

Did you know the place is full of them?
I love you all.

I will treasure my love for you
right here in my heart, okay?

I might not make it this evening due to
the sheer number of mental patients.

Don't mind me, though. I love my family.
I love my job. I love my life.

I'll give my life for you!

The captain is not good.

Please eat up, Son.

You too. Eat.

I go there to change my headlight.

The mechanic tells me
he has to remove the engine to do it.

I tell him we nearly had an accident
the other day.

There had to be some damage.
It was a close call, right? It was.

So the mechanic is staring at me.
He tells me he checked thoroughly.

The front, the rear, the sides.
Not a single scratch. Nothing.

Is that possible? Is it?
Mümtaz, tell me, man.

That night… Something happened.
The car should have some damage.

-But no. The guy just wouldn't get it.
-Oktay.

-Huh?
-Enough already.

Listen. This is way more
than one household can consume.

Are you sure this is all for you?

Or are you the Good Samaritan
feeding a poor neighborhood?

[sighs] You know me, man.
I'm a discount fiend.

I mean, if there is anything good
at a bargain price, I get it.

What about you? Did you speak with Derya?

Derya… I spoke… with Derya.

-Did you speak with her or not?
-I… did.

Bro…

-Hi there. Can you fillet me a sea bass?
-Hello. Sure thing.

So what did she say?

Nothing much. She…
she said she liked coffee. You know.

-Did you speak with her or not, man?
-Maybe I did, maybe I didn't.

What's it to you, Oktay?

I still don't understand why you're
so involved in our private family matters.

Besides, you picked me up
and brought me here instead of the clinic.

Here you are,
dragging me up and down aisles.

You didn't have to go to work.

I wrote you a medical certificate.
Why go to work?

Right. I forgot about that.

-Here, your fish is ready.
-Thanks. Bye.

Enjoy.

[Mümtaz mutters]

-Did you discuss everything?
-Argh!

I'm wondering if Muzo is messing with
Derya's mind, eh?

-You think it is Muzo?
-Uh-huh.

Is this Muzo capable of such a thing?

Never mind. Let's not get involved.
This stays between us, okay?

I don't want Muzo to get the upper hand
in any way.

What does that mean? Let's do it. Gosh.

Who is this Muzo anyway?

Mümtaz. Come on, be serious.

Welcome.

-Hello.
-[Oktay] Hi there.

Got your Money?

I borrowed some from my son yesterday,
but I spent it all.

Excuse my friend here.
He's not familiar with earning points.

[sighs]

You'll get used to it.

Oh, keep the fish.

It's clear you're running low on B12.

Lucky you.

[Elif] Ta-da!

What do you think?

Auntie, are you really
planning to wear this?

Because, as the tradition goes,

the groom must see you
and really want you as a bride.

-Pfft…
-[Derya chuckles]

-Derya.
-Forgive me.

Um, I'm not liking this.

Okay. It is quite bodacious,
but I wanted it that way.

I want to have all the attention.
It is my happiest day in the end.

You are guaranteed to be noticed.

[chuckling] Elif, dear. This…
Bodacious is something else.

This isn't.
This is a crime against humanity.

-Seriously?
-Very serious.

This is more like upholstery fabric.

So what do we do?

[Derya] Let's see.

-Is it my tummy?
-Don't be silly. It's not your tummy.

-Wear this, will you?
-But this is so plain.

-Okay, now please try it on. Go on.
-Really?

Try it.

It's got beads this big,
and she still thinks it's plain.

I don't believe it.

Let me straighten your hair.

Those dresses are worn by women preparing
for their fifth marriage. [laughs]

Oh, Derya!

Doesn't it look good?
I would have never imagined.

-It's perfect.
-I love it.

-Oh, you're giving me your necklace?
-Your neck is too bare.

Um, what about my hair?

Tie it up to reveal your shoulders
because the straps look so nice.

There. See.

[phone ringing]

-Oh, wait. Hold on. It's Erkin.
-Like this. Okay.

[Elif mutters]

What did you just do, Mom?

Are you some kind of
undercover fashion guru?

Remember, I studied fashion design.

In my imaginary previous life. [laughs]

Um… İpek, if you want, um…

We can change the dress but… If you…

Are you serious?

Mom, we return this dress
to the shop immediately.

Listen. I want the same magic
you used on Auntie.

I need to go to tennis now.

-I can't wait to try it on tonight.
-Okay, dear.

By the way, can you pick me up
from tennis this evening?

There's someone I'd like you to meet.
He's important to me.

Oh, look at you. Okay.

Mom, don't embarrass me.
I'm serious. It's important. Be there.

Wow, she is so pretty.

Okay, honey. I just stopped
to get some gas. I'm on my way.

-Come on, Auntie.
-Huh?

We're going to be late.
Can you get me out of this?

We're on our way now.
See you at the restaurant.

See you soon, honey. See you. Kisses.

-Oh. Thanks.
-Your receipt. Have a good one.

-Where is he?
-Oh, enough already. Relax a little, Elif.

-He'll be here soon.
-Aha, he's here. He's here.

-This way please, Mr. Mümtaz.
-Thank you.

Where have you been?

What's the fuss? I'm here now.

Hello.

I need to use the restroom.

-Oh, I'm so excited.
-Hmm.

Brother, please make an effort
and talk, okay?

-Okay.
-He's stressed out as it is.

Don't just sit there.

-Is my makeup okay?
-What?

Is my makeup okay?

What are you staring at?

I'll check myself.

Huh, bro.

-Hello.
-Hi there, bro.

What do you recommend?

Re… Recommend what, sir?

-I don't understand.
-What's good?

Um…

I'm good at human relations.
I like sports. I'm hardworking.

Hey, I'm an amazing tennis spectator.

-Huh?
-Yeah.

Swell. Then bring me a racket
and a couple of balls so I can play.

Sir, I don't understand. I really don't.

I know you don't, bro.
I'm asking what we are eating.

Oh, we can order everything together
when Elif and Derya get here.

-Who is Elif?
-You ask who Elif is?

Honey. You met my brother.

Oh, you're with a waiter?

Waiter?

Please excuse him, Ergün. Apologies.

-It's Erkin.
-Um, Erkin. Sorry.

Wow, Erto, my man.
She doesn't even know your name.

-[Elif] Bro…
-It's Erkin.

-All right. Erkin.
-Your brother thought I was a waiter.

You don't need to whisper.
The way he dresses…

Why didn't you bring İpek here? Why me?
You girls could do this thing yourselves.

İpek! What time is it?

-9:00.
-[gasps] Oh, God! How could I forget?

-What happened? Auntie…
-Ergün, pleasure to meet you.

Sorry, I have to leave.

She forgot her daughter. She did, Ergül.

-This is the mother she is.
-Huh? Brother… You…

-Erkin. Erkin. But…
-What the heck?

Oh, honey. I'm so sorry.

Oh. She's a little upset.

I talked to her, but you should too.

I know how busy you are,
but you can't forget these things, dear.

I was getting worried.
What took you so long?

He's never been good at this stuff,
but you could have called her at least.

I'm checking on Ece.

Ece… Oh.

İpek.

I'm so sorry.

I called you so many times.

My phone, it fell out of my bag
in the car. I didn't notice.

It was on my mind, but…

İpek, I'm ever so sorry.

It's not important, Mom.
It's obviously not.

İpek.

-[Korhan] Good night, guys.
-Good night.

[sighs]

[Mümtaz groans]

[chuckles]

Morning, the worst mom on the planet.

Oh, don't say that.
I was so upset I couldn't sleep all night.

Oh, look. We're still alive, Derya.

Derya, my back is so stiff. Please let me
sleep on the bed tonight. I beg you.

No, no. You're fine where you are.
Stay there.

-Have you ever woken up high in the Alps?
-Oh, many times.

What a scenery, right?

Oh, amazing. Ever woke up
in the Serengeti? At sunset?

-Five times.
-For real? Me too.

-Seriously?
-Yes.

The last time I woke up, I was bitten by
a king cobra right here. I died trembling.

[both laughing]

Did you ever wake up as a celebrity?

No celebrities, but once I woke up as
a Chinese woman who was 116 years old.

-116?
-116.

I opened my eyes. Cameras everywhere.

Apparently, she was
the oldest person on the planet.

They were there to interview her.

Ten seconds passed.

-[both laugh]
-You killed her off.

Oh… Once I was a Chinese man
who died in a plane crash.

Oh.

[in Cypriot Turkish accent] Oh, brother.
Why are we stuck here?

-What?
-Stop it.

-What? The accent?
-Please, don't.

That is the one thing that tickles my
funny bone. Cypriot Turkish in particular.

I served in the military in Cyprus.
Now you will hear an accent

-that will blow your mind.
-Oh, Mümtaz!

-Shut up, woman. I will do it.
-Stop it! I'm telling you. Enough!

-[shushes]
-Match day!

[ball bouncing]

This kid really freaks me out.

I couldn't agree more.
He gives me the jitters.

[İpek] Get ready. We need to go.

Where?

What the heck?

See the attitudes?

It's teenage angst. Leave it! Gosh!

[people chattering]

Seriously? For real?

Look at this. See the atmosphere, Derya?
This game is ours.

Çağdaş Bilişim will beat them.
It's the only way.

-Whoo-hoo! [shushes] One, two, three!
-Whoo-hoo!

Four, five, six!

Son, I don't know
how you turned out this way.

Chill, captain. I'm fully concentrated.

-Oh, really?
-Watch the game.

Good God.

Oh, Mr. Mümtaz, Ms. Derya.

-[Mümtaz] Hello.
-Welcome.

-[Derya] Hello.
-[İpek] Hello, teacher.

How are you, İpek?

-Thank you.
-Oh.

So nice to see you here.

Is everything okay?

[Derya] Sorry?

Well, we rarely see you
at school activities.

-I'm surprised, that's all.
-Oh.

Excuse me, ma'am.
Are you implying something here?

Oh, not at all, miss. Certainly not.

Enjoy the game. Enjoy.

-See you later, İpek.
-See you, ma'am.

Thanks, ma'am.

-[scoffs]
-Is she crazy or what? Did you hear that?

-No sweat. Don't let it upset you.
-That's way out of line.

We're here to watch our son's game,
and we will win.

-Hopefully.
-Çağdaş Bilişim will win.

-Today is the day we crush them.
-[Derya, Mümtaz laugh]

-Oh!
-[parent] Whoa! Whoa!

Careful. Sir, calm down a little.

-Okay, fine. I'm being careful. God.
-Watch where you're going.

I should go and say hello.

You do that.

All right,
let your sister go and say hello.

I'm sure you would follow her if you could
walk. Well, I think we should go in too.

-Come on, Burak!
-[whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

See that? Berkay, or whatever his name is.

He winks at me every time he scores,
damn it.

What? Why would he do that?

He does. See. See that.
Now he's sending me kisses.

Hey! Hey! You don't want me
coming over there, jerk!

Mümtaz, don't be ridiculous!
Sit down. Stop it!

Hey, Coach! Do something!

We're here to watch the game, but why are
you? Stop staring and do something, man.

Dad, what are you doing? Stop it.

My son is on his way
to becoming a top player.

I'm only supporting him.
You play, and I will support you.

-I'm a father. Understand?
-Enough already, Mümtaz.

Stop shouting. The kid is sleeping.

Well done, Son!

Hey! Damn!

-Stop the bozo already!
-[İpek] Dad!

Sir! You'd better watch what you say.

What if I don't?

The kid you insulted is mine.
I'm his father. Got that?

Um… Okay, we're so sorry. Sorry.

Mümtaz, please sit down.

No way I'm going to apologize. You might
have children, but so do I. What's this?

You think it's a doll?
I've got three of them.

-Get lost.
-Sit down! You're a disgrace!

We're sorry. Apologies.

Get it! Hey!

[whistle blows]

[buzzer sounds]

There, the period is over. Goodness me!

I am serious. I know this game.
The opponent is weak under the basket.

Our guys need to play man-to-man.

They need to do some box-to-box
and keep possession.

They are doing none of it. I should be
talking to them, not you. Give her to me!

-[Derya] What?
-Why are you taking her?

-Give her to me. Good Lord.
-Now you woke her up. Well done.

-Come. Come to Daddy.
-[Ece crying]

-[Derya] Will you ever shut up?
-Excuse me. So sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Stay put. I'll be back.

How can they win playing like this?
They lack determination.

What kind of a team is this? I don't
get it. Teammates should huddle up.

-Staring is all these guys do.
-I've told you dozens of times.

-Where is the commitment?
-Put up a fight. Go on the offensive.

Greetings.

-[coach] What?
-[muttering]

FBI. The case is ours now. Here.

Mr. Mümtaz,
what do you think you're doing?

The kid just woke up and is a
little grouchy. Rinse her face, will you?

-Does she cry--
-He's a lousy coach and a terrible nanny.

Gather here.

-Korhan, warm up. You're up next.
-But I'm not cold.

Now, strategy and tactics are
for the coach to decide.

I know nothing about that.
I mean, I do, but I won't discuss it.

Yet there is one thing I know,
and that is believing in yourselves.

Have a little faith, guys. We believe
in you. Your families are all out there.

We have more faith in you than you have
in yourselves. Why have you given up?

-I don't get it. What's the score?
-63-10.

Well, you have a point,

but what I'm saying has nothing to do
with the scoreboard.

You will probably lose the game.
You will lose in an epic way.

It's inevitable for a team like this.
Yet, you will lose as a team.

This is what friends do.
It doesn't matter what happens out there.

You go out shoulder to shoulder.
You battle it out together.

This will make you a family.

Listen. You can kill a family,

-but you can never defeat one.
-Way to go!

Mr. Mümtaz, she threw up.

Kids are like cans of soda, Coach. They
start frothing if you shake them too much.

So, kids. Stop dawdling!

Whatever happens, you go out there
and play like real men, damn it!

-May God be on your side!
-[all cheer] Go! Go! Go!

-Where are you?
-[phone ringing]

Is this mine?

Muzo? Who the heck is Muzo?

I'm not taking that.

[phone beeps]

Honey, call me when hubby is not around

Honey? What?

Oh, no. You can't be doing this.
You can't do this to him.

Where is Dad?

Um… He should be here soon.

Let's get back to our seats.

So, İpek.
Aren't you going to say anything?

There's nothing to say. We get along.

-Hmm.
-We're like friends.

He's a decent guy, a pal.

Yeah, sure. I'm not buying that.

Next, you'll claim
he's like a brother to you.

Oh, Mom. I don't know.

He came to our school last month with
a group for a play. That's how we met.

Then he started coming to see me
at tennis.

We also met up a few times
on the weekends. That is all.

That all sounds nice.

The girls at school wind me up,
saying I'm in love.

I'm not sure if a person can actually know
they're in love.

How did you figure out
you were in love with Dad?

[spectator]
Oh! It's all over me now. What the…

-[Mümtaz] Sorry. So sorry.
-[Derya] How…

How did I? I was staring at him.

Then please don't get divorced.

I saw the papers in the study
while I was looking for a pen.

Don't worry, Korhan doesn't know.

Today I also noticed that
Dad sleeps on the floor.

Please don't do this to us, Mom. Please.

[sighs] I got you popcorn
but I dropped it.

Where is Ece?

Don't worry, don't worry.
This game is ours. This game is ours.

We'll fight till the end.

-Oh! Ow!
-Excuse me. Sorry. So sorry.

-Careful, man!
-Hey, dude. I can't watch the game.

My foot…

Way to go, Son!

Get closer. Move in! Come on.

Yes!

[Mümtaz] Get that!

Oh, yeah!

Whoa!

-Take that!
-No sweat.

That's my boy!

Come on. Go, go, go, go.

Whoa!

Go, go. That's it, my boy! [laughs]

Oh, Korhan is going in.

Korhan is in the game.

-[Derya] Korhan!
-Korhan is playing.

-Come on, Son. Come on.
-[phone beeps]

Call me, honey we must speak

You can do it! You can!

Dad, did you check the scoreboard?

[whistle blows]

A minute is a very long time
in basketball.

You never know what can happen.
Come on. Go!

Solid defense. Solid defense.

You put this kid against Berkay?

Tell me,
does he still use a diaper? [laughs]

Shut up and turn around.
Stop pissing me off. Come on.

Come on.

Stop him. Good defense, Son.
Korhan, block him.

[Derya] Way to go, Korhan!

That's my boy!

Berkay, crush him like an insect.
Show me! Come on.

Insect? Hey!
Listen up. Don't make me come over there.

Come on, then. Try me. It's easy to whine
from up there. Come on. I dare you.

Dad, what do you think you're doing?

Seriously? Listen up, man.
I'll beat you up. I'm warning you.

[Derya] Forget it, Mümtaz.
Ignore him. Sit down.

Berkay! It's showtime, Son.
Finish off that hobbit!

-Ow!
-[crowd gasping] Oh!

Oh!

The pip-squeak got knocked out!

He had it coming!

What now, buster? [blows raspberry]

[gasps]

Whack! [laughs]

Hey.

What did we do?

What? What did we do?

We gave some smart-ass
a proper lesson. What?

We got into a fight, Mümtaz.

We caused a scene.

Oh, dear. I remember hitting
the guy's wife on the head with my bag

as I called her a bitch.

[laughs] Well, that was a bit too much.

And what did my dear daughter do? Did
you see how she slapped that jerk Berkay?

Way to go.

Yeah, İpek. What did you do?
I thought you liked that kid.

What? Over my dead body.

Mom!

Now I know why that bozo was sending me…
[kisses] …since the beginning of the game.

He deserved it.
He elbowed Korhan intentionally.

He might be an idiot,
but he is my little brother.

Anyway, I don't think
I'm in love with him.

After listening to you today, I want
to fall in love like you did with Dad.

While you were staring at him, naturally.

Ooh!

Okay, fine. Everybody out.

No, we're not getting out.

Why should we?

We will really lose
if we get out of the car now.

We lost already.

Only people who accept defeat
talk like that.

-I am sure we lost.
-[Derya] What do we do, Mümtaz?

We do what the winners do, Derya.

We celebrate.

First dinner, then a movie,
followed by a surprise from me.

Come on, guys. Türkiye is behind you.

Sit down and look up, Son. Come on.

Drive.

[no audible dialogue]

We're back. Come on in.

-Oh, it's freezing.
-I'll get changed and put Ece to sleep.

-Okay, hurry up.
-Okay, fine. Go on.

I'm taking a shower, captain.
Remember that I have training at 5:00 a.m.

I must get at least 1.5 meters taller.

I'm going to get you that much taller
in one week.

Oh. Did you see what Ece did to me?
Adorable.

Oh, my little one.

-Derya.
-Huh?

-[stuffed toys squeak]
-Aren't we an amazing family?

Mümtaz, come take a seat.

Okay, dear.

I'm here.

We're getting divorced.

[toys squeak]

-What?
-Um, when I say "us,"

I mean the real parents. İpek told me.

Korhan doesn't know.

What? Are they out of their minds, Derya?
Why break up a family like this?

What are you saying?

It's nothing to do with you. Gosh!
You are too engrossed in it all.

It's your mom, right? It's her.

Did you know that woman didn't smile at me
once since I got here?

I never really hit it off with her.
She's putting ideas in your head, right?

She's not my real mom.

We go to the courthouse tomorrow
and stop it.

Are you mad? Huh? It's not our call.

How can we know what
they are going through? This is no game.

They don't exist.
We are the ones who are here.

The kids need us, Derya.

They need their real parents, not us.

Parents who take responsibility
and provide for them.

Parents who don't start fights at school.

As opposed to parents
who haven't been to a single game.

Here. Look.

Maybe

this will help you.

Muzo?

-Seriously? With him?
-Who is this Muzo? Do you know him?

This is the jackass Oktay was talking
about. Maybe he's one of our friends.

How can you do this to me?

To you? What are you saying?

-To you?
-What did I do to deserve this?

Shut up. You're losing it. Are you crazy?

Stop getting on my nerves.

-Show me those texts.
-I can't.

Look, this is all I see.
Oh, and I can take calls.

You show no mercy to anyone. None at all.

-You have a heart of stone.
-What?

But you could at least think of Korhan.
He has issues.

Korhan is not our child.

That's neither here nor there. So what?

-What are you saying?
-I swear I knew it.

Oh. No, no. That is not what I meant, Son.
You got me wrong. Stop. I--

-Took a shower already?
-I just washed my face.

I will take a shower when I move in
with my real parents.

-Oh. No.
-Take me there tomorrow.

I'll move in with them if they are rich.
I'll stay here if they aren't.

-Son. Son.
-Korhan. Korhan.

I'm losing it. I really am.

[gasps] You did it.

-Shut up!
-[doorbell ringing]

-It's all because of you.
-Will you shut up?

-You ruined us.
-Enough!

[knocking]

Hey, Çiço.

-Where the hell is Muzo? Where is Muzo?
-Calm down, man.

-Out there, parking the car.
-Did you bring that rapist here?

-Mümtaz. Stop.
-Derya, what's going on?

-You brought the creep?
-Don't be stupid.

-Here? Really? Where, damn it?
-Hey. What are you doing? Wait--

[Derya] Hey, Mümtaz. Come back here.

-Mümtaz, wait.
-Open up. Will you open up?

-What are you doing?
-One minute.

-Wait, man.
-I want a word. Open up!

Open it.

-[Derya] Oh, please.
-[Oktay] Sorry.

Hold on. Just hold on, man.

Open the door. It's a family matter.

-Open up. Come on. Open.
-[Derya] Stop it.

-Are you opening that door or what?
-[Oktay] Muzo! Derya! Muzo, help!

Muzo. Muzo, help!

-What are you doing?
-Muzo!

-What is this all about?
-Muzo?

Why is my step-dad doing this?

What?

No… He's talking nonsense, dear.

Keep your mouth shut for once.

Oh, it's nothing.

Upset about the windshield? Don't worry.
You only have minor scratches.

-I will make you pay.
-I will have my mechanic sort it out.

-You will regret this.
-Okay, neighbor? Take care.

-I will make you pay.
-You know this is a crime.

-Okay. Come on. It's nothing.
-[Oktay] Okay, calm down.

I have my fingerprints all over this.
I'm holding it.

-How could you get involved?
-Don't. I didn't.

[Mümtaz] Roll them. Okay.

-[Mümtaz] A three doesn't take you there.
-Okay.

Okay. I'll take that one. That one. Okay.

-Are you all right?
-One, two.

-I'm okay. I'm fine.
-Huh?

[Mümtaz] Is that three?

-[Oktay] Okay, you win. I get it.
-Now, you hold that.

Listen, dear.

If you have any doubts, tell me.
I haven't submitted the documents yet.

I'm asking you as a friend,
not as an attorney.

This is no game.

Are you sure? Huh?

Well, I didn't make the decision alone.
It's a joint resolution.

It seems we don't get along
very well normally.

What do you mean by normal?

I mean… I mean in general. You know.

Derya.

-[Mümtaz] There you go.
-No, you can't move there.

[Mümtaz] Why?

-I can't help wondering sometimes.
-[Oktay] Three is blocked.

You might patch things up.

I hear you all went to the game together.

Then to the amusement park. Huh?

He seems to be making an effort.

At least he's finding time to fix things.

-[Oktay] Closed!
-Then he flips out

and smashes a stranger's windshield.
That's completely unbelievable.

I mean, now he has anger issues.

As if being a negligent workaholic
wasn't enough.

No, no. He doesn't have anger problems.
It was because--

-Because?
-Um…

-[Oktay] Hold it… Good God.
-Derya?

Because what?

-Muazzez.
-Yes?

We are close friends, right?

[Mümtaz] There.

-We are. Aren't we?
-[Oktay laughs]

Are you serious? Of course.
Since university.

Ah. Um…

I have a question for you,
but please answer honestly.

Tell me how you see it from the outside.

Us.

Mümtaz and I…

Did we love each other?

[chuckles]

Can I confess?

At school, we all wanted to be like you.

-[Mümtaz] Three it is…
-Whoa.

[Muazzez chuckles]

We used to pray to find true love
like Mümtaz and you.

[sighs] I mean,

I love Oktay. You know that.

He is everything to me, but…

I never looked at him
like you look at Mümtaz.

Never.

"I never loved anyone as much as you."

[sighs]

Nothing stays the same.
Sadly, it's not how it works.

But there is one thing I'm sure of.

I've never seen a couple
who loves each other as you two.

Remember, I will submit
the files tomorrow.

I won't if you tell me not to. Hmm?
Should I submit them or not?

[Mümtaz] Okay. Take that.

Should I submit them or not?

[Oktay] Okay.

[Muazzez]
Thank you so much for everything.

[Derya] You're very welcome.
Glad you came.

Wait up, Muazzez. I had a thought.

What if this guy sues me?

I can't afford to pay for damages.
I have three kids to take care of.

They would have to beg.

You handle the case.

I can't. I don't deal with those cases.

-I'll find you an attorney.
-Really?

-Mm-hmm.
-At no cost?

-At no cost.
-Come here.

The fuck you will.

-Bye, then.
-Good night.

-[Mümtaz] Drive safe.
-Close the door. Don't get cold.

-[Muazzez] Good-bye.
-[Oktay] Later. [mutters]

-Of course.
-Where did you park the car?

Listen to me.
This guy is going to cause you problems.

I suggest you watch your back. God forbid.

Oh, Derya, please don't talk like that.
I'm freaking out.

Switch the lights off.
We have three kids. It's a waste.

Can you switch them off?
Stop following me.

How… Which one… Where do I begin?

-Gosh.
-There are so many lights in this house.

[snoring]

-[knocks on door]
-[gasps]

What the… Is the taxman here?

-Who knocks like that?
-[doorbell rings]

I haven't slept so well. I wouldn't be
surprised if it were the grim reaper.

Oh, I wish.

[knocking, ringing continue]

This is not a ring or knock
but a kick at the door.

What kind of a house is this?
Never short of visitors.

-[grunts]
-Someone is always at the door.

[Mümtaz groans]

Answer the door, Son.
What are you wandering around for?

-Sorry, do I know you?
-You're not adopted. Good God!

-Hello. How--
-You were supposed to pick us up

-from the terminal, you loafer.
-Sorry?

I told you dozens of times, brother.

-Step-grandfather.
-Can't even open the door!

-What the hell are you saying?
-Just joking.

-Stop speaking out of your ass. [laughs]
-Mümtaz, are you feeding this kid?

Raw meat is what he needs, Son. Raw meat.

Hey, buddy. Come and help your granddad.

-[Korhan] Renovations?
-It's only your auntie's junk, kid.

Was it so hard to pick your dad up
from the terminal?

Take these. What are you staring at? Here.

[Elif] Careful.

So, how do you want it?

So, Dad, this is where
the engagement backdrop will go. Here.

Here or there? Should it be here?

-Here. Look. Right here.
-Let's do it like that. Okay.

I was thinking of having the chairs here.

What are you staring at, you oaf?
Put that stuff down.

-Come on. Hurry.
-Okay. Chill.

The chairs will be lined
opposite each other.

Okay, enough. I get it.
Clear out this area.

Stop getting under my feet.
Give me some space.

-Derya! Dear!
-Derya! Derya!

-Move that, Son. Clear that.
-Opposite each other.

-Clear it out. Go on.
-I got it, Dad.

What are you doing with the flowers…

-Brother, what the--
-This is unfair.

-Come, dear. We need your help.
-[İpek] Welcome.

Oh, wow! Grandma's princess.

-[dad] Move it. Quick. Move that.
-Dad, listen--

[dad] Clear the area.

[all clamoring]

-Who are these people?
-My parents.

[doorbell rings]

-Welcome, sir. Welcome.
-Good evening.

-Good evening. Thank you. Thanks so much.
-Welcome.

-Welcome.
-[Erkin's dad] Thank you.

-Let me take your jacket.
-Hi there.

-Oh, you're cold. Welcome.
-Thank you.

-[dad] Hello, dear.
-[Erkin's dad] Thank you.

-I'll take that.
-Please, sir. This way.

[mom] Please, this way. This way.

This way.

-Where's my brother?
-[mom] This way, please.

-You go in. I'll check.
-[Erkin's mom] I sit here?

[Erkin's dad] This way, dear.

-[mom] Welcome, welcome.
-Mümtaz.

-So glad you came.
-What are you doing here?

The guests have arrived.

What kind of parents do I have?

No wonder you became a shrink, right?

Look at them.
You see I turned out okay, right?

Look at me and say, "Mümtaz, you made it."

How many have you had? What is this?

Nothing much. Just the one.

You're hammered after one shot?

-Just one.
-Seriously?

-Uh-huh. Huh?
-Listen to me.

You shut your mouth in there
and leave it to me, okay?

Wow. Ezgi. She's leaving the nest, eh?

Elif is your sister's name. Who is Ezgi?

Oh.

Keep your mouth shut,
and don't get on my nerves.

[Erkin's dad] So, we flew at night.

-[Erkin's mom] I'm afraid to fly.
-Oh, sweetie.

[chuckles] I get airsick.

[Erkin's mom] My husband is great.
God bless. He really spoils me. [chuckles]

-Please, no need. Welcome once again.
-[Mümtaz] Hello. Hello.

[Erkin's dad, in Cypriot Turkish accent]
It's no trouble.

We came all this way, we met you.

-And we're so pleased we did.
-[chuckles]

We like you. Of course we will come.

-It's what we do.
-[Erkin's mom] Sure. [chuckles]

Sir, this is Elif's elder brother Mümtaz.

Seasons greetings, dear.

Thank you for inviting us, dear. [laughs]

And this is Derya.
Our beautiful daughter-in-law.

Hello there, Mümtaz.

Oh, you brought a waiter with you.

Brother. [chuckles]

Oh, he's only excited.
He is kind of a brother to him.

[Erkin's mom, Erkin's dad laugh]

[in Cypriot Turkish accent]
No problem, dear. We all get excited.

I was so excited on my way here
on the plane.

Do you know,
the journey seemed to last forever?

Oh, dear me. It felt like an eternity.

And, in fact, it wasn't that long at all.
Would you believe it?

The wife is afraid of flying.

[Erkin's mom] Oh, I'm scared stiff.

We got here
and started to approach for landing.

But then we found out there was traffic
at the airport, so the plane kept flying.

We were circling in the air.

We had arrived. We had.
I could see the runway.

We were descending to land. [laughing]

Then, roar! We start ascending.

For a moment, I was afraid
something serious was happening.

We approach again, only to ascend
once more. Over and over again.

Oh, dear! Oh, dear me!

But listen, the moment we landed,

I swear I felt like
I had come off a tightrope.

We were very scared.

-I'm being honest here.
-We were very scared.

-[Derya laughing]
-We were. Oh, my.

I'm so sorry. Excuse me.

Dear, Derya. What's the matter?

I apologize.

What is the matter with her? [laughs]

The moment I open my mouth,

she breaks into a fit of laughter
like one of those laughing dolls.

[Erkin's dad, Derya laughing]

Laughing doll? What is that?

She seems to like that.

-I think she's a little out of sorts.
-Hope to see you soon.

[chuckles]

[laughing] What do we do?

What are you doing?

I can't believe it.

The accent, right?

Of course.

And it had to be Cypriot.
Mümtaz, how is this possible?

[in Cypriot Turkish accent]
I think I can do it better.

Shut up, please. I'm already in stitches.

What will I do in there?

[in normal voice] What do you mean?
It's obvious. You need a strong drink.

Sure thing. If I have this, I will end up
tipping him every time he makes me laugh.

You're right. That won't work.

I will handle this. Rest assured.

-I'm done for.
-Don't worry.

-What are you two doing? Pfft!
-What's the matter?

I'm in my kitchen here,
talking with my wife, having a drink.

I don't need your permission.

Brother, Dad is acting all awkward.

I was betting on you, but you are wasted.

-Sober up and get back in there. Now.
-Go on.

[breathing heavily]

[imitating Erkin]

Dude, why are you following her
like a lapdog, huh?

Back off. You're not engaged yet.

Brother!

-Man, this kid--
-[Elif] Go on. Get back in there.

I'm making coffee.

-Okay, we're going.
-You get on my nerves. You really do.

-Erkin, over here.
-Honestly, I'm shaking all over.

-Erkin, you come here.
-[Derya] Keep going.

-There's something I don't like…
-Will you keep going?

-…about this kid, Derya.
-This way.

Listen to me.

You wait here until I come back out.

-Don't move.
-Okay.

-Got that? Don't move.
-Yes. Okay.

Good God.

My brother is another case.

He should be helping me,
but he does this instead.

God, help me.

Anyway. How about your sister?

-Is she any better?
-Yes, yes. She's much better now.

Oh, good. I'm glad she's okay.

She says she is sorry.
She sends her deepest apologies.

Oh, no! There's no need for that.

She's a pregnant woman.
It's not her fault.

Pfft. I think I can fit in a quick shot
before she comes out.

What happens this summer, eh?

A double dose of happiness, right?

First, we get married,
and then comes the baby, huh?

-[Elif] Hopefully. Oh. Oh. Oh.
-[Erkin] Huh?

[Erkin] What are you doing…

[door slams]

…at the door?

Hmm. I meant to say, come over.

I'm coming, all right. You wait there.

Here I am.

The house is mine,
so I go around as I please.

However, there was a sequence to it all.

I got married first,
then bought the house,

and then we had a baby.

Did you get it? Huh?
Would you like to write it down?

Brother, get out of here. Go.

Now!

You get on my nerves. You really do.

-Honey, make that disappear…
-What did I do?

[Erkin's dad, in Cypriot Turkish accent]
I went there occasionally.

Maybe it was because they got
a different chef

or it was cost-cutting, I don't know,
but the food was never good again.

So, I gave up. I no longer go there.

The wife doesn't do it at home.

Well, she couldn't even if she tried.
[laughs]

[Erkin's mom, in Cypriot Turkish accent]
Forget it. I can't stand the smell.

[Erkin's mom, Erkin's dad laugh]

They serve rolls at Derya's restaurant.
Cabbage rolls.

But they make it differently.
In the shape of balls.

Right, Derya?

Let me tell you something.
I'm mad about them.

[Erkin's mom laughs] His favorite.

Dear, your mom is suggesting
we invite our guests to the restaurant.

Hopefully!

Hopefully! God willing!

God willing, then.

Ha, here comes the coffee.

[Elif] Here you are.

-Oh, a coffee made by this pretty girl.
-Enjoy.

What are you up to?

Take it out. I need to say something.
Take it out.

I can't. It's hard to fit it back in.

I'm okay. You speak facing me.
I'm great at lip reading.

-Oh?
-Move your lips.

[sighs] We're in a fix.

Bill Hicks? Who is that?

[clears throat] Elif.

-Elif.
-One.

-Elif.
-Elif.

She is with child.

Said something wild?

No, not wild. With child.

Thanks.

He says Auntie is pregnant.

-What?
-[Erkin's dad] What?

[Elif] What are you saying?

What's that? What did he say?

Erkin, Son. What is this kid saying?

Um, Elif--

-I don't know.
-[Erkin's mom] Good God.

-This can't be happening to us.
-What's going on, dear?

Dad. That isn't true.

Son, did you think
I was incapable of raising my voice?

Mom has my sister's earplugs up her ears.
She can't hear a thing.

Mom, why did you do that?

It's obvious. Don't you get it?

She finds our accent funny.
She can't stop laughing.

She uses earplugs so she can't hear us.

-[chuckles]
-[Erkin's mom] That can't be true.

[Erkin's dad] See for yourself.

They caught on.

What?

Did you know Auntie was pregnant?

Oh! Elif, are you pregnant?

No, I'm not. I'm not pregnant.
Who said that?

Don't lie, damn it!
You knew it all this time.

I can tell from the way
you were laughing at everything.

Listen to me here. There she starts again.
Show some respect for once.

[mom] Sir, how dare you say that? No way.

Derya would never do that.
We've heard quite enough.

Can't you see?
She is making fun of our accent.

No way. That is impossible, sir.
We are "two flags, one nation" here.

We must stop the powers who
want to divide us. We must stay united.

What bullshit is that?
You ruined the ceremony.

It's nothing like that.

She is laughing at the accent.
I sometimes do accents to make her laugh.

That is what she was laughing at.
She laughs at every accent.

[in Aegean accent]
Listen to me. You be on your way, okay?

-[normal voice] This is all it is.
-Stop it.

Don't be ridiculous! Enough!

Sir, I'm very sorry.
Please excuse me. I beg you.

She laughs at everything we say.
She is mocking our language.

Why would we make fun of you?

Cypriot Turkish is
one of the accents I do.

-That's why she's laughing.
-Be serious.

You know nothing about the Cypriot accent.
You could never speak it.

Sir, now you stop right there.

I won't accept that.
I did my military service in Cyprus.

If I know nothing
about the Cypriot accent,

how come I can speak it so naturally?

[in Cypriot Turkish accent]
What's up, cocksucker? All good?

Watch your mouth, Son. The kids are here.

I'm not their real child. I was adopted.

-No sweat.
-What the hell are you saying?

[normal voice] I beg you. Please stop it.

That is actually a word of endearment
for them, like honey or darling.

Nonsense. That is not true.

Two fools go on television
and imitate our accent,

and you think this is
how all Cypriots speak, right?

This is not true.

I suggest you spend time
improving your Turkish.

Stop making fun of our accents.

If this is not true, then why did
everybody in Cyprus tell me otherwise?

Could it be because you are a cocksucker?

Keep going like this,
and you will earn the name.

-Back off, woman.
-[Mümtaz] Uh-oh!

[thump, child cries]

What was that?

-Ece. Ece!
-Ece.

-What happened?
-I have no idea.

-I have a young grandchild.
-Did she fall or what?

[operator] The person you are
trying to reach is not available.

Please try again later.

Damn, could this "Darling"
be someone other than Derya?

I keep calling this number…

Darling

Damn. Where are you?

-How is she? Looking good.
-She's good.

Why don't I stay with her, Brother?

No, there really is no need.

The doctor said they were
only keeping her to be on the safe side.

She merely fell out of bed, Elif.
She's fine.

Is there anyone waiting downstairs?
Take them and go home. I'm staying here.

Did you see Derya down there?

I haven't seen her

-since we arrived at the hospital.
-Hmm.

What's the matter? Is there a problem?

No, it's nothing.

She must have gone home
to get some stuff. She'll be here soon.

Hmm.

-Okay, I'll be on my way.
-Okay.

Call me if you need anything.

-I won't be sleeping tonight.
-Okay.

Listen, I'm sorry.
We made a mess of your big night.

-We really did.
-Don't be silly.

Seriously. That's ridiculous.

I thought it would be way worse.

This is nothing. It will be okay.

My precious here is fine, too.

Give your sister a hug. Go on!

Mmm.

-Bye now.
-Bye.

[Elif] I think she's waking up.

Get some rest.

[sniffles]

[whimpers]

What? Did you wake up? Huh? Come here.

-You must press it.
-[coos]

Yes, okay. You press it.

Come. Press it. Ring the bell.
Press it. Press it. Press. Press.

[doorbell rings]

-Okay, dear. Fine. There, there.
-Oh, look at my little wounded baby.

-Come on. Here we are.
-God bless you.

Here. There she is. Take her.
Okay, okay. It's okay.

Tell me. What did the doctor say?
Is she okay?

She's all right. She's just fine.

Answer properly, Son.
He's asking a question.

Didn't you hear? The doctor says
she is fine. That is enough.

[dad] Good God.

Where is Mom?

Mom dropped me off here
and went to the restaurant.

I'll stop by the clinic
before I meet her again.

-Sure you are all right, Son?
-I'm fine. I'm fine.

When will you be back?

In the evening, I guess.

Son, the boy asked you a question.

At 8:00. Okay now? There.

-At 8:00.
-See you later.

[no audible dialogue]

[no audible dialogue]

[Mümtaz sighs]

How is Ece?

Ece is fine. Just fine.
I left her at home.

She wasn't able to paint yesterday. I'm
sure she's painting the entire house.

I was so scared.

I noticed.

-You've been crying, too.
-Of course I have. What did you expect?

How did you find me?

I thought about it. Where would I go
if I wanted to be found eventually?

I thought of places you would go,
and I tried my luck here.

-What if something happened to Ece?
-But nothing happened.

What would we do? What if?
Tell me, what would we do? Huh?

We suck at this.
We will never be good parents.

I can't do this anymore.
Why are we still here?

-What?
-Nothing.

Speak up
if you have something to say. What?

-Do you really want to leave?
-Oh, here we go again. Mümtaz--

Erdem.

-My name is Erdem.
-It makes no difference.

It doesn't.

It doesn't matter who you are.

What's the point
if you really aren't that person?

You will never be Mümtaz.
Neither will you be Erdem.

We are nobody. Do you understand? Nobody.

Nobodies who can never be anywhere.

Okay, fine, you keep talking about family.
Fine, I get it.

It's nice to have a family.
But it's like you never had one before.

I didn't.

What?

The usual story. Traffic accident.

I was two when it happened.
My parents died in the car.

I didn't have many relatives.
I had an aunt who never married.

She died when I was 15.

I went to boarding school
and from there to university.

What I'm saying is, let's go, Derya.

Let's go if we can.
Everyone does eventually.

Let's go, but…

Derya, there has been only one question
on my mind since the day we met.

What if I never find you again?

Okay, stop sulking.
I'm not going anywhere.

I can't, anyway.

-Listen. You know what I'm thinking?
-Huh?

-Could you be in love with me?
-Mümtaz.

Yes, these things happen.

There are so many stories about
couples falling in love after a bad start.

I would prefer it
if you were frank with me.

Sorry to put you on the spot,

but if you are in love with me,
I would like to hear it from you.

Okay, promise.

You will be the first to know
if I fall in love with you.

-Promise?
-Promise.

Okay, that's better.

-What the…
-Oh!

What's going on? What is this?

-Have you turned 17? Huh?
-[chuckles]

Uh-oh. I hate this stuff.
Balloons, surprises, and whatnot.

-Surprise!
-[family cheering, laughing]

Happy anniversary.

You said you would be here at 8:00.
It's 10:00. Will you ever change?

-Oh, Zafer. Don't do that to him.
-Don't you start.

We did all this with the kids.

-Unbelievable.
-All set.

-No bills at the end. Much better.
-All set.

Who knows what
you're eating out there these days?

[chuckles] Right.

I only made the salad. Don't worry.

Your mom helped.
All you did was some chopping.

-Dad!
-Dear husband…

-…please can you stop talking? I beg you.
-Okay.

[Mustafa] Come on, everyone.

Let's give the couple
some privacy tonight.

Yes, yes. We're taking the kids.
You enjoy yourselves.

No way. We will be together tonight.

Aren't we a family?
We want you to join us.

Right, my dear?

Indeed, my dear. Whatever you say.

All together, then.

-Come on. Go, go, go.
-[all clamoring]

[no audible dialogue]

[no audible dialogue]

Oh, the music stopped.

Can everyone gather over here?

[Mümtaz] We can.
Come on, everybody. [clears throat]

I recorded this for a school project.
Remember?

-Um…
-Er…

-Of course we remember, dear.
-We remember, sure.

-How could we forget?
-Of course we do. Look at her.

I don't know. Maybe you forgot
the beauty of certain things.

I wanted to jog your memory.
I'm playing it, just in case.

[Derya] Play it then.

-[child İpek] Dad, do you love Mom?
-[real Mümtaz] Huh?

-Oh.
-What kind of a project is this?

-[child İpek] But, Dad!
-[real Derya chuckles]

[real Mümtaz] Okay, fine. Wait.

Do I love your mom?
Why wouldn't I love your mom?

[real Derya] Oh, Mümtaz!

Now, my dear. If my life was a garden,
your mom is the water that feeds it.

-I would wither and die without your mom.
-Aw…

I would become a desert without her.
There.

-[real Derya chuckles]
-[child İpek] What about you, Mom?

One second.

Korhan?

If I had one sentence
to describe your father, dear,

this is what I would say.

"When I wake up each day
and see him next to me,

I think life is worth living."

-[real Derya chuckles]
-[child İpek] Oh, Mom. You're so sweet.

[real Mümtaz] What about me?
Am I not as sweet? Huh?

Give me that. Come on, give it to me.

Okay, young lady. Your turn.

-How much do you love me?
-Aw.

-[child İpek] So much!
-[real Mümtaz] So much?

Repeat that. How much?

-This much.
-[real Mümtaz] That much.

-Not like that. Actually, come here.
-[real Derya] Oh! [chuckles]

This way. Over here.
Now, all of you look this way. There.

Korhan?

Korhan is ignoring us.

[family chuckling]

-[Derya] He's so young.
-[Mümtaz] Oh, Korhan.

So why don't we all repeat that?
How much do we love each other?

-So much!
-So much.

-So much. [chuckles]
-So much.

[mom, laughing]
I hadn't danced this much in ages.

Good night.

Thank you for everything.
It was a wonderful night.

-Derya. It was lovely.
-Thank you.

I hope for many more anniversaries.

Son. My dear.

I hope you celebrate another 17 years.

-Amen.
-[chuckles]

You're okay, you're good. Enough.

-Love me?
-Can't you be serious for once?

Fathers always love their sons. Okay?

Okay.

That is how he is.

Bye, dear.

[Lütfiye] Oh, the kids stay with us
tonight. Don't worry, okay?

Are you sure?
Won't you struggle with three kids?

-Well, Aylin is coming with, too.
-I don't know.

Okay, fine. You are an amazing mom.

[Lütfiye] Oh, my sweetie.

Come on, Lütfiye. You won't stop talking,
keeping us all at the door. Enough.

-Okay, here I come.
-[Mustafa] Come on, kids.

Okay, dear. Don't upset Grandma.

-[Mustafa] Come on, kids.
-[Derya] Off you go.

[car door opens, closes]

You, your brother, and your sister
are the best things in my life.

You are a great elder sister.

You manage to do no one else can.
You keep us together.

You are my hero. Never forget that.

[chuckles] Okay. Are you all right, Mom?

Never felt better.

You go now, sweetie. Go.

-See you, Dad.
-Good night, dear.

Korhan. I doubt
you will become a basketball player.

I'm devastated, captain. Go easy on me.

But you will excel in whatever you do

because you add something beautiful
to everything you touch.

And you are my favorite father, captain.

Son, you weren't adopted, okay?
Now, buzz off.

-See you, Mom.
-Bye bye. Don't upset Grandma.

-[Lütfiye] Hurry, kiddo.
-[Mustafa] Come on.

[car door opens, closes]

[Derya] Come in.

[İpek laughs]

-See the full moon?
-I did, I did.

It could be a coincidence. The full moon
is a natural phenomenon, after all.

It happens all the time.
This is also a coincidence.

Fine.

[thunderclap]

I know this seems strange,
but it could also be a coincidence.

These things happen.

[thunderclap]

-Now, this freaks me out a little, too.
-Right?

What if we can't leave?

What happens if you wake up
next to me in the morning?

Then Ms. Lütfiye will come
and prepare breakfast for us.

She will take care of Ece.

-We will drop the kids off at school.
-Hmm.

Um, I should make an effort
and learn how to cook.

I have neglected the restaurant a lot.

You will go to medical school, right?
I mean.

-Would you like me to?
-Go to medical school?

-No, silly.
-[laughs]

Would you like to wake up
next to me tomorrow morning?

I would,

but don't think
that is going to be possible.

[thunder rumbling]

It's okay.

Knowing that is nice, too.

Derya, I need to ask you something.

Seeing as we are going, I must know now.

-I must ask you something.
-Okay.

Promise you'll tell the truth.

Promise. What is it?

You know how much I loved you…

Did you ever love me back?

[Derya] I did, Mümtaz.

I loved you just as much.

But I knew.

I knew this fairy tale
would suddenly be cut short,

just like all the other fairy tales
we found ourselves in.

Maybe you are right.

We should speak up when we get the chance.

More importantly, while we have the time.

I loved you so much, Mümtaz.

Hey.

Customers are waiting.

-Come on. Hurry up.
-Okay.

Ugh.

This is no place
to stare at your reflection.

Go on. Be quick.

Take this, too.

[sighs] Oh, great.

[Mümtaz] It's over.

Just like all things nice,
it ended suddenly.

I told you my story
was a little different.

My story became my fairy tale.

One that can be told to no one.

One that no one would believe.

I was about to finish the fairy tale
and close the book when…

They probably returned to their bodies

while everyone was watching
İpek's school project in the living room.

Everyone needs to remember.

Especially those who love a lot.

Welcome. I can hold her.

[real Mümtaz]
She doesn't normally go to strangers.

She must like you.

-Maybe she thought I was someone else.
-[real Mümtaz laughs] Maybe.

You are such a sight for sore eyes.

[real Mümtaz] Thank you.

Here.

[Mümtaz] There is one thing I know.

Fairy tales don't end
until the kids fall asleep.

I'm always by you should you need me.

Sorry?

I meant to say I will be around
to take your orders when you are ready.

[customer] Excuse me. Over here.

[Mümtaz]
I don't know how the best fairy tales end,

but I know the last sentence
of our fairy tale very well.

[Derya] And they lived happily ever after

because they were, in fact,
never separated.

[passengers screaming, clamoring]

[bystanders clamoring]

[audience cheering, applauding]

[bone cracks]

[thunderclap]

Translated by Selçuk Somersan