All language subtitles for Another.Self.S02E06.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH[EZTVx.to]-en

Let's not forget
the injections for the patient, okay?

1993, ANKARA HOSPITAL

All right, folks.

Report to my office immediately
after your rounds are finished.

Please don't be late.

-All right, sir.
-Yes, sir.

THE BEGINNING OF NEW LIVES:
WELCOME, BABY!

What's on your mind?

You.

I imagine you smiling.

You've been here three weeks,
but I haven't once seen you smile.

So I imagine you happy.

You have a cigarette?

Zaman, huh? That's such a nice name.

If you discharge me tomorrow,
we can grab a drink together.

Sure.

-Stop.
-Come on.

ANOTHER SELF

Would you like something to drink?
Are you hungry?

Do you have scotch?

No, but I have tea.

Tea won't cut it.
We've had enough tea, you know.

My sympathies.

Thank you.

When were you discharged?

A few weeks ago.

I was in the hospital. I had surgery
because of a small accident.

-But I'm still here.
-Surgery?

They cut open my abdomen
to repair some arteries.

Sorry to hear that.

How are you feeling now?

Peachy.

I feel great.

This place did me some good, you know.
The fresh air and all.

I'll get your room ready.

No, no. You don't need to do that.

A short visit is a good visit.

RECIPIENT: DİYAR ÇELİK

I thought you hadn't read them.
They were all returned, so…

Oh, this is the only one I read.

It was enough.

What was it you said?
"You can have what's rightfully yours."

That was it, right?

Let's just handle the paperwork
so I can leave.

I have work to do, you know.

All right.

I see.

Let's go on a walk.

I don't have a lot of time.

Like I said, I'm in a hurry.

Diyar?

Mr. Zaman, can we talk
when you have some time?

I'll be waiting for your call.

This land belonged to your grandmother.

How big is it?

-Eight acres.
-Eight, huh?

Cool. Four acres isn't bad at all.

How much is it worth?

Why, you want to sell it?

Yes. Do you have a problem with that?

I don't. It's your call to make.
It's your life, after all.

Still, let me show you around.

I'm not your patient, Mr. Zaman.

I'm not here to consult you either.

I'll just get my share and leave.

This place is our heritage.

It's harvest season soon.

You know, we'll be making
olive oil, soap, and stuff.

I don't know.

Maybe this place can be home for you too,

and you can stop staying

in hospitals, police stations,
and the like.

Maybe you'll want to settle down
and take root here.

How long did it take you to take root?

-A lifetime.
-Right?

I have a lifetime ahead of me.

Let's say two days for the paperwork.

Sure.

Good.

I'm right here, you know.

If you have anything to ask, go ahead.

I only have one question for you.

Where's my mother's grave?

Being here made me feel so much better.

I'd have killed myself
if I had stayed home,

because my mom just wouldn't shut up.

Honey?

Stop thinking about it so much. Enough.

You should've seen the looks they gave me.
Like I was a lunatic.

Come on, honey. Don't worry about it.

-It's their loss. You're irreplaceable.
-She's right.

Now you can elevate your research
to a more scientific level,

and maybe find a job at a hospital
where they actually get you.

Maybe you could even get
support and funding from abroad.

I could turn my paper
into a big research project.

I have all the time in the world now.

There you go!

Let's get our spirits up already.
Come on, girls!

Yeah! And stop with the sunflower seeds.
You'll get bloated.

You have a young lover now.

You're not going to
let this one go, are you?

So funny.

Honey, you went way overboard with it.

Let's get custom plates
for your car. "Cougar."

You haven't seen him, though.

He's smoking hot!

All the smoke will blow over
once Toprak gets back.

What?

You've embarked on a new journey
in order to forget Toprak, baby.

-Am I wrong?
-You are.

This has nothing to do with Toprak.

He's gone. It's over.
Where's he now? Gone.

-Ada?
-Yeah?

You're not the type to be wooed easily.

Looks like you're serious about this guy.

I don't know, sweetcakes.

What does "serious" mean anyway?
What would make it serious?

You do have that sparkle
in your eyes, though.

Maybe it'll be something beautiful.

Something new. Huh? Maybe it'll help.

Look who's talking.

Weren't you just saying

Ada was in search of a family,
a relationship, and some peace?

How will that work with a high school boy?

He's not a high school boy, Leyla!

He's 26, Leyla.
Plus, he's very mature for his age.

-Is he?
-He is.

Listen to yourself!
You're totally infatuated with him.

As if marriage and kids
got you places, for God's sake.

-As if!
-We know all about that.

Stop acting like
you found the key to happiness.

What is the key to happiness, then?
Please enlighten us.

Health. It's health, honey.

And cherishing the people you love.

Screw the rest.

I get so mad talking about this stuff.

I'm really…
I have such a short fuse lately!

The chemo should've worn off by now.
Why are you so agitated?

It's just who I am!

-Sweetcakes?
-Yeah?

I asked for your discharge report
before I left the hospital,

but they refused.

Send it to me, will you?

They're that mad at you, huh?

I'll send it to you.

I'm off, then. Fiko's waiting.

-All right.
-Kisses. Bye.

-Tell him we said hi.
-Don't get carried away.

So where's this dreamy guy of yours?
The young chap, the high school boy.

-You're so funny.
-The college stud, the elementary student.

NİLÜFER CİHAN
SEPTEMBER 10TH, 1970 - ∞

Thanks! Off you go.

-Welcome.
-Sweetheart.

Oh, how I've missed you.

What are you doing here?
You were supposed to go to the hospital.

I did go.

And?

What?

That's pretty much it.

You're pregnant?

-Are you serious?
-Uh-huh. I'm pregnant.

I'm going to be a father?

Yes. You're going to be a father,
Mr. Zaman.

-A father.
-Yes.

-A father.
-Yes!

-A father!
-You're going to be a father!

And you're going to be
the most beautiful mother ever.

Do you mind giving me some space?

Take your time. I'll be around.

ELENİ'S TAVERN

Excuse me.

I don't have a reservation,
but it looks like you're not open anyway.

Yes, though the date is close.

I can make an exception
for you tonight. Please.

Thank you.

Take a seat, ma'am.

-Ready for the lights?
-Of course.

Ta-da!

I present to you,
with dedication and love, Eleni's Tavern!

Let's start with our menu, ma'am.

Here we go.

Artichoke with broad beans,
eggplant silkme,

pabucaki, Cretan mash.

-Let's start with these. What do you say?
-Thank you.

Fiko, these look like art.
How am I supposed to eat them?

I'll bring them right away. Here we go.

Honey, I was ten when I started cooking.

Why? Because I was hungry.

My parents weren't there for me,
so I had to learn.

But you wouldn't touch my first attempts
with a ten-foot pole.

Unchewable beans
because I hadn't soaked them.

And the meat? Leathery.

I couldn't even crack an egg.
I was that bad.

Here you go.

There.

To what do we owe this miracle, then?

Time and effort.

The guy who taught me everything

used to say, "Can't pick the fruit
without climbing the tree."

Because no one has
a magic wand or anything.

No one has a magical ability.

The magic is your willpower.

It's your conviction.

It's your patience and your effort.

Right?

Right, honey?

Oh, I almost forgot!

Baby, this is a special dish just for you.

As is everything else.

Topik, an Armenian meze.
I'm sure you've had it before.

But with a unique twist.

Let's see if you like it.

Because of my dad?

Yes.

You know how you want to know more
about who he was and all?

He's actually with you.

He's in your soul.

He's a part of you.

Right?

I think he is.

God rest his soul.

I'll be right back.

It's all going to be okay.

It's going to be okay.

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

-You all right?
-Yeah, I am.

It's nothing.

Seeing how hard you worked on this place
got me emotional is all.

I'm proud of you.

Once the place is open…

we'll have a lot more time
to talk to each other, right?

Whatever you wish, as always.

"The serenity of loving you
has me within its grasp."

-Topik?
-Topik.

Come on.

Have a taste.
I'm curious if you'll like it.

Leyla.

Leyla!

Where are you staying?

At some hotel.
Fiko pays me a wage, thankfully.

Good.

Leyla! When am I going to see the kids?

Once you've changed.

-How much more do I need to change?
-As much as you possibly can!

Leyla!

-Hola.
-I was worried about you.

Where have you been?

You don't have a phone,
so I can't reach you.

I don't deal well with parents.

Just so you know.

I asked a perfectly reasonable question.
Am I not allowed to wonder where you are?

What does it matter, Ada?

I'm here right now, aren't I?

See?

I'm right here.

Coffee.

Are you okay? Did something happen today?

Just surviving.

I'm still alive.

What else is there, Ada?

Huh?

You're wasted.

-Please don't tell me you drove here.
-I drove here.

Yeah. The bike's out front.

Well done. Bravo.

In fact, I need to cool down a little.

Diyar!

What are you doing? Please get out.

I saw my father today, Ada.

And I'm a bit shaken by it.

Your father's here?

Wherever my father might be,
he's never here, Ada.

-Never.
-Diyar.

Ada, I've fallen in love with you.

I would've left long ago otherwise.

Listen. I had an awful day too, okay?

-Just get out, and we'll talk.
-You're deflecting.

Aren't you in love with me?

Let's talk about this once you're sober.

Why don't you join me?

Let's not talk.

Let's kiss.

Let's forget about everything, huh?

Ada.

Ada?

No…

No!

Nilü?

Nilü?

Nilüfer…

Good morning.

That reject is out of prison.

He's been lurking around here.

He's going to get into my daughter's head.

Wow. You're so neat with that red.

You've been through a lot as well.

What's wrong with a mother
wanting the best for her daughter?

Well, it's not that it's wrong, but…

I'll tell you what.

Our daughters are grown-ups now, right?

It's not right to meddle in their affairs.
It backfires.

Just let her do what she wants to do.

Leyla is a grown woman.

Plus, she's smarter than you think.

I don't trust that man.

Trust your daughter, then.

You raised her, didn't you?

So just let her make her own decisions.

You think red would look good on me?

Of course it would. I have purple too.

I'll just go with red.

Mukadder…

No, I've got my mind on red.

Look.

So pretty.

Hello there, brother.

Hi there.

Good job. You've finished most of it.

Yeah, it's not bad.

But if Mrs. Leyla has given other orders,
I'll gladly comply, Mr. Fiko.

Well, I wouldn't call them "orders,"

but we need lighting under the trees.

You familiar with wiring?

Lighting under the trees?

Yeah, sure. I'll figure it out.

Wiring, plumbing, water…

-I'm familiar with it all.
-Cool.

I'll be in the kitchen.
Holler if you need anything.

Sure, Mr. Fiko.

-I'll leave you to it.
-All right.

For God's sake…

I swear I was better off in prison.

I'm working like a slave here.

Wiring, huh?

Oh, shit.

Hey, Ada.

I'm sorry.
I was in a bad place last night.

So was I.

I resigned from the hospital.

I'm sorry.

And I'm sorry about your father.

Cool.

Come on, then. Let's be sorry together.

Look, Diyar.
My life's been complicated lately.

My ex and I just broke up.

And everything happened so fast with you.

I can't make you feel better.

I can't even

make myself feel any better.

You don't have a duty
to make me feel better, Ada.

I was vulnerable with you.
If that's why you want out, be my guest.

But I think…

-I think it's just an excuse.
-An excuse?

Just like the things you're obsessed with.

Our family, our roots, our past.

We constantly avoid the truth.

We keep making up excuses

to avoid taking responsibility
for the things we feel or don't feel.

That's all this is.

What's my excuse, then?

I'm in love with you, Ada.

If you don't reciprocate,
that's your call.

You don't have to talk about other stuff.

Don't you think it's a bit bold,
confessing your love after three days?

Just forget about it, Ada.

Maybe this is my excuse.

Mom?

You're leaving?

Your mind is obviously set, honey.

I can't lie to your father.

I have to go.

I can't have it any other way, Mom.

I can't just abandon him.

I have to give him another chance.

Please try and understand me.

And don't cut me off.

I need both you and my father so much.

You are a very strong woman, Leyla.

You don't need any of us.

You've always done what you wanted.

You've always had it your way.

Maybe I could take a lesson from you, huh?

What do you think?

You think I can pull it off at my age?

You know what I came to realize?

You're the one who taught me
how to love my husband.

Come here.

You know what?

I really, really hope
that husband of yours proves us wrong.

I hope he becomes
the man you deserve, a man worthy of you.

I hope so.

Take good care of yourself
and my grandchildren.

Okay.

Come on.

Thank you. Thanks.

See you, Mom.

See you, baby.

Feed her in three hours.

Or earlier if she gets hungry.

I changed her diaper,

but stay alert
because she can poop at any time.

If she does, remember to clean her
with soap and water.

The rash cream is in there.
Make sure you use it.

The diapers are on the wardrobe.

Sarp's summer school starts at two.

Don't be late,
and don't forget his tennis racket.

May I ask where you're going?

Erdem, listen to me.

I took you back in as a father only,

not yet as my husband.

So you can't ask me that.

-You're just a free babysitter.
-Well… All right.

-Your wish is my command, ma'am.
-I'm heading out.

If you have any questions about the kids,
you can call me 24/7.

Take good care of my children.

Hey…

Bye, then.

Bye.

-My inner muse is nudging me.
-Oh, no.

Your inner what?

-I can't resist.
-Did she say muse?

-Yes. It's inspiring me to go live.
-Don't be ridiculous.

-No, Leyla! I'm begging you.
-Yes, Ada!

Girls, I need to do this.
I can't help myself.

-Please let's just go.
-No.

-Yeah, please. The sun is scorching.
-But I do lots for you!

-What do you do exactly?
-Help me out.

-Dude, it's too hot.
-Lift me up.

-I can't. Push me.
-What?

-Give me a hand. Come on, girls.
-She's gotten heavier too.

You have kids, lady. A little maturity?

Your superstar is back…

-"Superstar."
-…my darlings!

Good to be with you all
after such a long break.

I know it's been too long
with the pregnancy and the birth,

but rest assured I'll make up for it.

I'm so excited, everyone.

I'm opening a restaurant

with my best friends!

-Don't film us. Stop it, Leyla!
-No! Please!

Would you look at their sulking mugs?

Now watch me entertain them.
Are you ready?

-Are you ready?
-We're not.

-Let's go already.
-You are ready!

-Unbelievable.
-Seriously. You scared me.

-Leyla.
-What is this?

Leyla, can we please leave?

-Is she streaming this live?
-She's actually insane.

Leyla. Leyla!

Dude… For God's sake!

-Just…
-Let there be dancing!

Let there be color!

Let there be fortune!

-This is embarrassing.
-Here we go. We're in this together.

-Come on. Let's go. Drive.
-Wow. Look at her.

All right.

You have the name Leyla?
Do you have Leyla?

These beer mugs…

Here. There we go.

-Oh! They have the--
-Yeah!

-Let me see what you got.
-No way.

I found something amazing in there!

-Together--
-Come on.

RAKİ, FISH, AYVALIK

Hey, Leyloş. Why did you rush us here?

I need to scope out the competition
before the opening, honey.

As you know, girls,
this is the hottest place in town.

-For now, of course.
-For now.

Our menu has more variety.

Thanks to Fiko Riko.
He worked so hard for it.

He's a hard worker.

But we're lacking a bit
in the salad department.

-Excuse me.
-Yes, ma'am?

We'd like an assortment of your mezes.

-All of them.
-Of course.

How are you going to eat that?
I'm not having any.

-Why not?
-What?

-Why?
-I'm full.

-You haven't had anything.
-How are you full?

I just am, man.

But you keep losing weight.

You don't eat anything
as far as I can see.

As I'm sure you've heard before,
that happens when you're making love.

-It's an excellent workout.
-Yeah.

-For God's sake…
-Idiot.

Because, you know, we've been at it.

Knock on wood.

I wish to God for the same.

But first, Erdem needs to fall in line.

Right now,
I won't give him the time of day.

-You're right.
-That's for sure.

Hey, Ada. Isn't that your guy?

-Why are you screaming?
-Is that him?

-Stop it. Leyla, please. Hush!
-Unbelievable.

He's so young.
But not high school level. College maybe.

-Go to him.
-Shut up.

Please don't look. We had a fight.

-I bet it's you with your long face.
-Because it's always my fault.

-I'm always the problem.
-We know you, Ada. Just go.

So that's why
you've been brooding all day?

And here I thought
you were upset about your job.

-Make up with him.
-Invite him!

-Please be quiet! Will you shut up?
-Let us get a good look at him.

-I'm going! But you be quiet.
-Just go!

-Shut up and go.
-Invite him.

-That's ridiculous.
-He can sit here.

Why would he come sit with us?

I'm sorry.

I wasn't there for you.

I was afraid you'd leave soon.

Maybe I was scared of
how you made me feel.

I apologize.

And I apologize
if what I said hurt you in any way.

You were partly right.
Only partly, though.

I'm glad to see you, Ada.

I'm glad to see you too.

I'll leave you to it.

See you tonight.

See you.

This is ridiculous.

Look at all the stuff I've been doing

just so she forgives me.

Last one.

For God's… Damn it!

Will you just untangle?

For God's sake!

It's covered in mud!

You goddamn…

Oh, come on!

I'm coming, honey.

I'm coming, sweetie. I'm coming, baby.

Superdad's here to help, honey.

Oh, my sweet pancake.

What's wrong? Why are you crying?

Why are you crying?

It's okay. It's all right.

It's all right.

I swear the boy is so messy.

Leyla?

What did your dad have to say about this?

You know, about Mavi.

He didn't say anything at all.

He didn't utter a single word.

Really?

But you still chose me, didn't you?

-I'll put her to bed.
-No. Come on.

Give her here.

-Come here, honey.
-All right. Wait, her face.

Take the couch.

Good night.

Good night.

MESSAGES - MR. ZAMAN

MR. ZAMAN, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

Buenos días, La Isla Bonita.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'll be busy today.

What's your plan?

I'm going to meet my father.

There's some pointless technicality
we need to sort out.

Sounds nice.

Maybe you guys can talk.

I'd rather chat with you.

-Tell you what.
-Yeah?

Have you ever danced in the morning?

-Come on.
-Your hand.

-Don't you ever dance in the morning?
-We're going to fall!

How are you going to
get where you're going?

I'll bike.

I can give you a ride.

Nah, no need.

It'll be good exercise.

Exercise?

-I don't think you need it.
-Yeah, right.

-How about a kiss?
-Liar.

Hey!

-Good morning.
-Morning.

-Is Mr. Zaman around?
-Check the grove.

-Okay. Have a good one.
-Thanks. Good day.

-Good morning.
-Thanks.

-Is Mr. Zaman here?
-He's at the grove.

At the grove.

Appreciate it.

Mr. Zaman.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

I've been trying to reach you
for the last few days.

I got worried. Are you okay?

Just resting. I was feeling a bit tired.

What's up?

The board didn't even listen to me.

They told me I had to make a decision,

so I resigned.

-You resigned?
-Uh-huh. Yeah.

I resigned.

What are you going to do now?

I thought I'd focus on my research.

Maybe I could take a course abroad.

That's why I'm here, actually.
If you have the time.

Diyar?

Ada?

You guys know each other?

Why are you here?

Is Diyar your son?

I didn't know you knew each other.

So your estranged father is Mr. Zaman?

I thought we couldn't help others
if our waters weren't clear.

Handle the paperwork.

Ada!

Ada! Please wait.

Ada!

Will you stop?

I had no idea.
I didn't know you knew my father.

You see me read books
on family, roots, and stuff.

I even ask for your help with one.
I quit my job because of it.

I live in Ayvalık!

And it still doesn't cross your mind?

-It did cross my mind.
-Why didn't you ask, then?

I was afraid you'd say yes.

That my father would ruin this too.

-Move, please.
-Ada.

Get out of my way.

Who am I supposed to trust?

Who?

How does this keep happening?

We end up in such a hurry
to get better sometimes

that we can't hear
what our troubles are trying to tell us.

Toprak?

Ada.

Who is this?

Subtitle translation by:
Oktar Bumin Aykutlu