All language subtitles for Another.Self.S02E03.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH[EZTVx.to]-en

Team, get down!

You're surrounded! Surrender now!

This is your last warning! Surrender!

Fire at will!

Cease fire!

Get on the ground! Down!

ANOTHER SELF

Good morning.

Dr. Ada, you're in early today.

-Morning.
-Morning.

Your patient's awake. He's in the ward.

All right.

-Morning, Doctor.
-How is he doing?

Blood pressure and pulse are stable.
We're keeping him on painkillers.

Were we able to identify him?

You're beautiful.

I've never seen a patient
wake up like you.

And I've never seen a doctor like you.

May I have your name?

Diyar.

Diyar. I'm Surgeon Ada Korkmaz.
I performed your surgery.

The hardest part is over.
Everything seems to be fine.

Last name?

What are you, the police?

We couldn't check you in
because you didn't have any ID.

Diyar Çelik.

Would you like us to notify someone?

I'd like to get to know you better.

Easy. You have a fractured rib.

You'll have to take it slow for a while.

When can I leave?

As long as you don't move around a lot,
you'll be discharged in a week.

A week?

No way, not even for you.

You have to recover
to avoid more internal bleeding.

We'll check again in a few days.

Get well soon.

Have we met before?

I doubt it.
Where could we possibly have met?

I don't know.

But I'll remember. I've almost got it.

Again, get well soon.

Change his dressing.

For God's sake!

What have I done to deserve all this?

JUNE 10TH - PET-CT

-Leyla?
-Yeah?

Today's Sevgi's test day.

She doesn't want me there.

Can you please go keep her company?

-That's today?
-Yeah.

My mind's all over the place.

I'm not sure she'd want me there, Muko.

What's that supposed to mean?

It doesn't mean anything.

I was just making conversation.

Or she can tell you herself
if she wants to.

She won't talk to me.
She wouldn't tell me anything.

I'll get it.

Sevgi?

-Mom?
-Yeah?

I was wondering if you could…

I will. I'll go with you.

Of course I'll go with you.

Oh, my sweet girl.

I'll go with you.

I will.

Come on.

Oh, baby.

Oh, my little girl.

Come rest on your mom's lap.

-Come here, baby.
-Oh, Mommy.

Oh, sweetie.

My pretty girl.

My angel.

Fiko, they just left, honey.

They won't know. What's there to ask?

Leyla, why didn't you go with them?
Don't tell me you sent her alone.

How could I have gone? I have the baby.

Muko's with her anyway.
Also, why aren't you with her?

She doesn't want me there.

I didn't want her
to get upset or uncomfortable.

That's why I didn't go.

Listen to me, Fiko.
I just gave birth. I'm irritable as it is.

Get your ass to the hospital.
Why are you so stubborn?

Just hang up and go right now.

You people are suffocating me.

Hello?

Hey, Mom. What's up? How are you doing?

I'm okay. The usual.

Yeah, you're right. It's been a long time.

Can I ask you a favor?

Ada.

Sevgi's not looking well at all.

I'm so nervous.

Muko, honey.

Don't worry.
I'll be right beside her in there, okay?

-Okay.
-Try not to panic, all right?

I'll take over the patient. Thanks.

Sevgi?

Hey, sweetcakes.

Look at me.

You know you beat it once, right?

And it came back. What does it matter?

It matters a lot, honey.

If you beat it once,
you can beat it again.

So if it came back once,

it can come back again.

Think about good things in there.

Like a happy family portrait or something?

With kids and all?

Dr. Ada, ready when you are.

Sevgi, look.

You know how much I love you.

I'll be with you no matter what.

We're in this together.

-Let's get it over with.
-Come on, then.

I want you
to share the results with me only.

Please don't send them to anyone else.

Of course.

I miss you.

Toprak, look.

I'm trying to get used to this.

But you sending me these texts

does me no good.

Please stop.

Just focus on your work.

That's what I'm doing.

Goodbye.

Don't put in a whole spoonful!

It's going to tear. See?
Just fill it bit by bit.

You're about to own a restaurant.
You need to learn this stuff, honey.

Oh, come on, Muko!

I can't do everything perfectly.

I have other skills, you know.

I used to, at least.

Fiko didn't come to the hospital.
Didn't call either.

Girl, he called me like 130 times.
Maybe even 150.

He thinks you don't want him.

I'm tired of playing the messenger.

Just talk to each other already.

It's Toprak, honey. Answer it.

What's he going to say anyway?

Girl, I swear you're a tough one to crack.

Pardon my French,
but you're both full of shit.

How can you push away
the men who love you so very much?

It's so hard to find a good one.

What do you suggest we do?

Ignore their faults
just to have a man in our lives?

I'm not saying ignore them.

But maybe stop being so meticulous,
examining his beard trimmings and all.

Would you simply take Erdem back
if he just showed up, for God's sake?

Honey, the only way Erdem shows up here,

as we all very well know,
is by digging a tunnel.

And then he'd have to become
a whole different person.

He'd have to earn my trust.

And of course, most importantly…
he'd need a gladiator costume.

Because I've got no libido left at all.

We should give credit where it's due.

Because no matter the topic,

she somehow manages
to steer it towards the gladiator costume.

Well, if I don't shed the weight soon,
even the costume won't do me good,

because you'll see me floating
as a barge on the Cunda coast.

-Oh, the image.
-Come on, Leyloş.

-Girls?
-Yeah?

My mom's coming.

-Wow!
-Seriously?

Seriously.

That's great. How wonderful.
She can help with the baby too.

Yeah, that's why I invited her.

I skipped sharing
a minor detail with her, though.

Dr. Ada! They want you at the ward.

Your patient's condition is urgent.

Which patient?

All right. What is it?

The patient fell
when trying to get up, Doctor.

I did tell you I couldn't stay long.

Congratulations.
Now you'll get to stay even longer.

Give him tramadol.

Your stay here will be even longer
if you keep this up.

It's your call.

All right. If you insist,
I'll stay a few more days.

On one condition.

On one condition, huh? And that is?

We'll have a drink once I'm better.

Mr. Diyar, that's a violation
of doctor-patient relations.

I'll chalk it up to the painkillers.

I don't want to hear it again.

That's why I said we'd have it once I was
no longer your patient, Dr. Ada.

What do you say?

I say no.

Get well soon.

Keep an eye on him.

If you don't drink,
coffee or tea would work too.

What about soda?

Where did this come from?
I was going to play.

-I don't even like my grandma!
-Hey now, Sarp!

Stop it. You don't say that.

She came all the way from Antalya
just to visit us.

Be kind to her. Why?

Because we'll ask her
to stay here for a while

to help with the baby.

Because Mommy needs to work, honey.

You know why? To cover the detergent
and our other expenses.

Got it?

What the heck?

Your grandpa's here, Sarp.

Leyla!

I'm coming.

Dad's going to kill me.

Stop squeezing so hard!

Come on, let's go.

Move.

Sarp, help me with the stroller.
Lift the front.

-Come on, son.
-All right.

Welcome!

-Mom, how are you?
-Baby.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

Welcome, Dad.

Welcome your grandpa and grandma, son.

Leyla.

What's going on?

This is Mavi.

She's so sweet and adorable.

Look. Here we go.

Mavi!

Mavi, this is your grandpa,
retired colonel Mr. Hasan.

And your grandma, Mrs. Leman.

Come here.

Leyla, what have you done?

What have you done, baby?

Hello.

Do you know where the bus stop is?

It's straight down that way.

Thank you.

Oh, wow!

Welcome, honey.

-What's up?
-I'm all right.

-How is it going?
-Everything's going fine.

We've made a lot of progress.
It's all good.

How about you?

I'm okay, I guess.
They ran some tests yesterday.

-Oh, yeah?
-We'll see if it's a yay or a nay.

You look fine to me. You look well.

If only things were always as they seemed.

What about you?
How are things going with Yeşim?

We're doing just fine.

I'm great, but I miss my daughter a lot.

I want to be done with the day
and run back to the hotel to her.

Things with Yeşim…
That's all fine and dandy too.

Perfect, even. Just amazing.

"It's all fine and dandy. Amazing, even."

You're such a terrible liar.

Am I now?
Like you're a great liar yourself.

What? You're obviously here
for your husband.

Selim, sir!

We're out of tiles.
I'll go check the backyard.

-Fiko, it's too hot. Maybe take a break.
-Nah, it's fine. It distracts me.

I'll check the back.

How are you?

I'm all right.

What about you?

As good as I can be, thank God.
I'm thankful.

I'd offer you a seat, but--

No need. I was just here
to check in on Selim.

I see.

Well, I went and got tested.

You know, routine screenings.

I hope the results turn out fine.

I meant… I'm sure they'll turn out fine.
Well, I fumbled that one.

Let me know if you need anything, okay?

Fiko, you have a minute?

Sure.

-I'll let you get back to it.
-Right.

-Hey, Fiko?
-Yeah?

You speak Russian?

I once dated a Russian girl,
so I can speak a little.

You dated a Russian girl?

Sevgi, I've been in tourism for years.

-You're really upset about that?
-Why would I be upset?

-Just curious.
-That color looks good on you.

Thanks.

Cool, then. See you around.

I know things may seem
a bit complicated right now, Leylo,

but your parents are alive and here.

Try to look at it that way.

Instead of alive but absent,

I'd rather have parents
who were involved but died too soon.

Whoa, Leyla! Don't say that. Take it back.

I said what I said.

Whatever. Things are going well
at the tavern.

I should focus on that.

I have Fiko, Selim, and you
to thank for that.

It's all thanks to you.

Things are going well there, all right.
Oh, I saw it myself.

Spasibo, Fiko.

Sweetcakes, it wasn't even two days ago

you wanted him to stay off your back
and to have his own thing.

What's wrong now?

Well, I didn't want his thing
to be Russian, Ada.

-Honey, this is actually great.
-What is?

Fiko being around women makes you jealous.

-Exactly.
-So you still care for him.

What does it matter if I do?

What can I possibly offer Fiko?

Sweetcakes,
you're making decisions for him.

Let him be the judge of that.

You two really need
to sit down and hash things out.

Hey, pier of solitude.

How are things with you
on a scale of one to ten?

A solid ten, baby. It's wonderful.
I can't tell you how relaxed I am.

-How are my squash blossoms?
-Amazing.

-Delicious.
-Perfect.

Bon appétit.

Love you.

The look my dad gave me…

I can't shake it off, girls.

Maybe you should pay Mr. Zaman a visit.

-Wow, Mom.
-Seriously, Muko?

-You're unbelievable!
-You really said that.

You've become a fan of Mr. Zaman
yet again, huh?

I'm just saying, but she has a point.

You should consider it.

I can consider it all I want,
but who will look after the baby?

I can totally look after Mavi.

How hard can it be? Pee, poop, milk.

Simple is the best!

-Yeah. Just go.
-You think it's that easy, huh?

Go. I'll take care of her.

-She'll manage. What's the big deal?
-Yeah, what's the big deal?

Dr. Ada!

Such a pleasant surprise.
I'm so glad to see you.

A pleasant surprise indeed.

How have you been since the surgery?

-I'm great.
-Good to hear.

Thank you so much.

For everything.

It's such a relief to see you here too.

I was quite hesitant to come here, but…

it's quite the experience.

It is. It sure is.

Still, don't skip your follow-ups.

Of course not.

-See you.
-See you. Thanks.

It's just the two of us now.

I wonder what you'll be when you grow up.

Don't you even think about
becoming a nurse or a doctor.

No!

Don't let Auntie Ada… No.

Don't let Auntie Ada hear,
but I'm tired of hospitals.

No, you can't be a pharmacist either.

Don't ask me why, Mavi.

I don't want you to be a lawyer either.

It's a hard job.

Oh, you can be an artist!
We'll have some color in our lives.

No, not an artist like Uncle Toprak.

He never stays long.

You can be like Uncle Fiko.

Smart, compassionate,

loving, hardworking.

Bless you.

You know, Uncle Fiko has a way
of adding kindness to everything he does.

Yes, you can be like him.

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

THE PET/CT SCAN RESULTS FOR SEVGİ SOLMAZ
HAVE BEEN EMAILED TO YOU.

Shall we get some sleep, sweetie?

Come on, let's have a nap.

It's okay.

All right. Who wants to go first today?

-Mr. Zaman, hi. I'm really sorry.
-Yeah?

I have a baby waiting at home.
I'm so sorry.

All right. We're going to do
an expansion for Leyla now.

Pick someone to represent you.

The lady in orange.

I had already picked you
before I sat down.

Close your eyes when you're ready.

You already know
who and what you represent.

My hands are starting to sweat.

And my heart…

It's aching.

What was your father's occupation?

He used to be a military officer.
Why do you ask?

Fire at will!

Cease fire!

Get on the ground! Down!

Wrong intel, sir.

Come.

Close your eyes.

You already know
who and what you represent.

Can you look
at the one lying on the ground?

I don't want to.

I'm sure you can. Come.

I don't want to.

Turn around and take a look. Just a peek.

Can you now confront the pain
that is lying on the floor before you?

I never intended for this to happen.

I started this,

and now I'm ending it with love.

Hold his head.

You, come.

Here. You're his mother.

All right?

There we go.

Mr. Zaman, I don't understand.
What happened?

It's possible a child was killed.

A child no one knew.

A child who had no name.

A child unmourned.

You can try making a child happy.

You can try making their life easier.

Or helping them with their education,
giving them a scholarship.

To honor that child and his mother.

All right. You can stop the expansion
by taking a step.

All right.

One day,

a young man from a village
ventures into the woods

to hunt game.

He shoots a deer with an arrow.

And the deer takes off running,
the arrow still lodged in its chest.

And after it, went our young man.

He starts looking for the deer he shot.

Eventually, the road leads him
to the convent of a dervish.

The young man asks the people there.

"I had shot a deer."

I'm coming.

"Has anyone seen it?"

Is Leyla here?

She's putting her son to sleep.

Mr. Hasan,
Leyla's been going through a lot.

Try not to add to it. Please.

Dervish Musa enters the convent
wearing his caftan.

He opens his caftan
to the shock of everyone.

Dervish Musa
has an arrow lodged in his chest.

"Stranger," he says,
"was this the arrow you shot?"

The young man,
who'd been thinking he'd shot a deer,

recognizing his arrow in Musa's chest,

becomes utterly petrified

and immediately grovels before him.

He then proceeds to spend his whole life
at the convent of the dervish.

Why?

Because every arrow we shoot at others
finds its way back to us eventually.

Isn't it beautiful?

Yeah, it's nice.

Come on, try it on.
It's going to look great on you.

Let me see.

It does look great.

Thank you.

Enjoy wearing it.

Hi. How are you doing?

Just fine, Ada.

-You?
-I'm okay.

All right, then. See you later.

I'll go get what you asked for.
You two can go back to the hotel.

Selim.

You don't need to lie, okay?

Just go.

Easy.

Ada.

Ada!

We didn't get a chance to talk.

I know just the spot.

How about a drink?

It feels like it's been years, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does.

I missed you.
I mean, I missed talking to you.

So did I.

You look well, though.

-Oh, yeah?
-How's fatherhood treating you?

Great.

Can I be honest with you?

I wasn't expecting this.

I had a great deal of doubt
before she was born.

But…

But the moment I first saw her…

How can I put this?

It was as if my life had no meaning
before she came along.

But once I saw her, once she was born,

suddenly everything changed.

Someone who needs you.

What do you mean?

Must've felt good to you.

Since deep down…

you always wanted to be the savior.

You want to be surrounded
with people who need you.

Right.

I assume this gibberish is from…
What was his name? Zaman, right?

-Gibberish?
-Yeah.

I saw everything myself.
It's complete nonsense.

Do you even have any idea
what exactly that "nonsense" is?

Yeah, I do.

Did you ask me to talk
because you wanted to fight?

Yes.

I did.

-This is what you missed?
-Yes, it is.

Don't be ridiculous.

Because Yeşim never fights with me.
She's okay with whatever I say.

And that bothers you somehow?

You could say that.

Depends on how you look at it.

You know I love a good challenge.

Maybe our time "to love a good challenge"
is behind us now, Selim.

Maybe our needs have changed.

Let's wait till we see a shooting star.

I heard you and Toprak broke up.

Yeah.

Can't say I'm sorry.

You know how I feel about it.

Not going to lie,

when I saw you tonight
with Yeşim and the baby…

I felt weird.

Why?

I don't know.

It just felt strange.

Don't look at me like that, Selim.
I know what that look means.

What do you want me to do?
I can't help it.

We shouldn't be here talking about this.
We put this behind us long ago.

Oh, yeah?

Did we really?

You know what I'd love?

To be able to rewind it all back…

so that I never lost you.

Don't. We can't do this.

We just can't.

And why can't we?

Because we can't keep making
the same mistakes over and over, Selim.

Besides, you have a family now.

I wish Lavinya were…

your daughter, not Yeşim's.

Don't say that.

She chose to be born
as you and Yeşim's daughter.

Never say that again.

Whenever I see you, I think I've died.

Since I can't be in heaven,
I come to my senses.

This is you in your senses?

How do you feel? Any complaints?

I feel amazing.

Took my meds and my drip,
and slept like a baby.

Attaboy.

I can't say I wasn't bored,
but I found something to keep busy.

You an artist or something?

Sometimes. If I'm inspired.

Very good work.

Luckily, the accident spared your hand.

And what kind of accident
were you in, Doctor?

It's obvious there's some damage.
Must be why you're so distant.

I'd like to remind you I'm your doctor.

I prefer some distance. Get well soon.

Do you like dancing?

Why would that be your concern?

I think it's been a while for you.

Are there any venues in Ayvalık
where you can, you know, dance?

Well, I'm sure there are venues
for people your age.

And the doctor throws the first rock.

You asked for it.

I totally did.

See, stinky no more! Come here.

I'm coming, Sevgi!

Honey, don't you have a key?

Mom?

Come on in.

I better not.

I only have a minute.

We're going back to Antalya.
I thought I should let you know.

Really?

So your vacation's over, huh?

I see.

Don't put this on me, Leyla.
It's what your father wants.

And what do you want?

Sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.

You weren't there for Sarp.

You weren't there at my wedding
or during either of my pregnancies.

You've never been there for me
my whole life!

For which one of those decisions
did you ask our opinion, Leyla?

You always ignored your parents.

And for good reason, apparently!

God help you, honey.

Amen!

Mom!

Leyla…

Are you really leaving?

Leyla…

Your dad would kill me
if I asked him to stay.

You know that!

Oh, sure I do.

He'd kill you, right? He'd kill you.

He'd kill you if you did this,
be furious if you did that!

Go back to your life
under your husband's command, Mrs. Leman.

Your daughter will manage.

Those we leave behind, abandon, or kill

are actually pieces of ourselves
and our own hopes.

All the joy we denied ourselves
and our loved ones

with all the walls we built.

Nice.

Hello.

Oh, there's tzatziki.

-Hi. Good afternoon.
-Thank you.

Thanks.

Salad?

Why do I get the feeling
everyone's looking at me?

Did something happen?

-Remember your patient? Aysel.
-Yeah.

She told Kaan from Urology
you ran into each other at Mr. Zaman's.

Enjoy your lunch.

You know, to praise you.

Kaan's been telling everyone about it,
so rumor ensued.

I can't even begin to tell you
the damage done to people

who've trusted those so-called healers
without any medical degree.

It's irresponsible to say the least.

Dr. İhsan, if you have something
you want to tell me, I'm here.

You can say it to my face.

I will do just that, Dr. Ada.

Sending your patient
to a place like that is unethical.

I didn't send her anywhere.
We ran into each other.

But what were you doing there?
You really think that's appropriate?

And do you think it's appropriate

to bash something you don't know about
without any research?

We're doctors. We're against it.

If you actually look it up,
in many countries--

You're saying it's grounded in science?

Many aspects of science today
were once considered old wives' tales.

You know, it could be good
for the patient's morale.

We all know mood matters.

There's the placebo effect.
Why be like this?

But you must realize
the consequences for the patients

who believe in that stuff
and quit their treatment.

You really find that logical?

No one's telling the patients
to quit their treatment.

Plus, there are things we can't comprehend
with logic and reason, right?

And we can't deny
some illnesses have psychological causes.

Right, Doctor?

Enjoy your lunch.

For God's sake.

Don't worry about it.

ONCOLOGICAL PET/CT RESULTS

Subtitle translation by:
Oktar Bumin Aykutlu