All language subtitles for Another.Self.S02E07.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH[EZTVx.to]-en

1860, CAUCASUS

The Russians are here.
Get ready right away.

We need to hit the road.

Get ready.

Quickly! I said quickly!

Come on!

Take these too. Come on!

Get these ready.

We'll find a way to come back and take you
as soon as we safely reach Istanbul, Mom.

Return safely.

Come on.

The ones who were left behind
during times of exile,

the ones who spend their lives
at the window

waiting for their children
to come back and take them…

Waiting for someone who's not coming back
may be the root of our greatest suffering.

ANOTHER SELF

Ada, who is this?

Why are you here, Toprak?

-Answer me. Who is he?
-I said I'm Diyar.

-I'm talking to Ada.
-I'll do the same, then. Who is he, Ada?

-Let me get in, please.
-Can we talk, Ada?

Are you deaf?
She said she wanted to go in.

-You know what, kid?
-What?

-What's up?
-Let the adults talk.

-What if I don't?
-I'll end you!

-Yeah? Do it!
-I will!

He's Mr. Zaman's son!

Zaman's son, huh?

-Can we talk later?
-Sure.

Let's do that.

I knew he had a son,
but he never mentioned him.

Why was he here?

Why are you here, Toprak?

-What happened to the tour?
-It's still on. I excused myself.

I missed you.

Toprak, you can't do this.

You can't just leave
and come back as you please

and expect me to play along with it.

What if I stayed?

What if I became the man you want?
A man who's there for you?

Why now?

Why? I thought I was never satisfied
because I always focused on your flaws.

-Why now, Toprak? Why?
-You're right.

I never made enough time for you.

I couldn't get the balance right
between you and my daughter, but I'll try.

I'll do my best.

It was never about Flor.

Nor was it about you making time for me.

What was it about, then?

Sometimes spending just an hour
with someone

can lead to sharing
such meaningful, deep things

without needing
to spend years with that person.

You don't feel lonely,

and there's no need to force yourself

or make demands.

It all just happens.

We never had that, Toprak.

It's no one's fault.
I couldn't make you feel that way either.

Let's admit it. It wasn't working.

We failed.

The kid isn't just Mr. Zaman's son, is he?

He's not.

It hasn't even been a month.

Was it so hard to wait, Ada?

Waiting wasn't the hard part.

It was knowing what I was waiting for
would never come, Toprak.

I can't even imagine
how Toprak must've felt.

Something else intrigued me, though.

The drawing.

Was it erotic?

Of all the things I told you,
that's what caught your attention?

What if it is?

Plus, I'd like to remind you

how long it took Ada to get over
the red stilettos she found at Toprak's.

So don't worry. He'll live.

Not the same thing, sweetcakes.

We had been together for years back then.

-Where's he now? Gone. We broke up.
-It's the same thing, "sweetcakes."

The guy had just left.

It's normal that he feels cheated.

Same thing happened with Selim.
They have feelings, you know.

When they see the woman they love
with someone else,

they simply go bonkers.

They shouldn't have taken her for granted
when she was with them, then.

Am I wrong, Leyloş?

Why are you so eager
to defend them anyway?

Oh, please.

Here comes the börek, girls.
I'll just put it here.

-Erdem?
-It's hot.

You made börek?

Yeah. I got the recipe from Muko.

It's good. I hope you like it.

I'm sure we will.

But it's almost Mavi's bath time,
you know.

Right. Don't worry, ma'am.
I'll handle that right away.

-You do that, honey.
-Enjoy it, girls.

That's so sweet of you.

-No problem.
-Thank you so much.

-He didn't bring any plates.
-This is absurd.

The guy might as well wear an apron.

Baby, I was at that man's
beck and call for years.

You really think
some börek and tea is too much?

What are you planning to do
about Mr. Zaman?

Nothing.

But I can't trust
anything he says anymore.

The cobbler’s children have no shoes, huh?

-I'm trying to shut up, but I can't.
-Just stop.

What about Diyar?

You two shared something special,
but you simply tossed him aside.

What about me, Leyla?

Of course I'm mad at Mr. Zaman and Diyar

because I feel like I've been deceived!

Everyone's suddenly an expert
on other people's lives.

Sort out your own lives first!

Shots fired!

You took aim,
and they've hit me straight in the head!

Tell me, what's wrong with my life?

You took back the guy you cursed to hell
when you gave birth to Mavi.

Don't come running back to us crying
when the same stuff happens again.

-Do you realize I have two kids?
-So it's all fine?

-It is!
-Stop yelling, for God's sake!

-Are you cold?
-No, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

-I'm fine.
-Your follow-up?

-It's done. I'm fine.
-Please come to your senses!

-Did you go? You're lying.
-You have to go.

-Come on. Let's go.
-Let me go.

-You know you can't miss your follow-ups!
-I'm not going anywhere.

Enough! Stop pestering me
so you can forget about your own issues!

-Is that what you want?
-It is.

Fine.

Where are you going?
Where are you going, Ada?

Somewhere I can't pester you two!

I thought we had stopped
running from our problems.

Let her go, for God's sake.
Like I need people policing me!

-You too?
-I've had it.

Do you two realize
we're opening in three days?

Girls!

Way to go, girls. Bravo!

-Papa!
-Hey.

Come here.

Oh, honey. It's okay.

It's okay.

MOM, DAD, ADA

-Mom?
-Hey, Sevgi.

I made tea.

Come on down.
Let's have a cup of tea, you and I.

I have stuff to tell you.

Sure, Mom.
You go ahead. I'll be right down.

-Don't make me wait.
-Okay.

Hey, Mom.

Mom?

-Sevgi…
-Yeah?

The only photo I have of him.

I couldn't bring myself to look at it.

But you deserve to see.

Is this my dad?

That's his village.

His father took that photo.

After it was taken,
they had to leave their village.

Aram never wanted to leave.

Then he started working
at a jewelry store in Istanbul.

After he died…

he was buried in his village.

I've never been there,
but Aram loved that place.

Do I look like him?

Your eyes, your smile…

and your stubbornness.

It's been agonizing for me.

I couldn't move on for years.

Then Halil passed too.

And you got sick.

I was scared I'd lose you too,

so I couldn't say anything.

I couldn't tell you about it for years.

Forgive me.

Oh, Mom.

Look at me.

You know the dreams you have
on your wall in your room?

I want you
to make them all come true, okay?

See, I'm okay now.

You don't need to worry about me anymore.

Go wherever you want to go.

Do whatever you want to do.

You only have one life to live too.

Promise?

Promise.

-Hey, Sevgi.
-Yeah, Mom?

Should I wear red nail polish too?

Oh, you're so adorable.

Of course you can wear red nail polish.

Even red lipstick if you want.

Is that what you wanted, Mom?

How about some sleep?

Sarp?

Sarp?

Leyla? Quiet, okay?
I could barely put Mavi to sleep as it is.

Where's Sarp?

In his room, doing his English homework.

He's been very into English
so he can talk to Flor lately.

What a little Romeo.

This is all burnt.

Oh, no. Why did this happen?

Have you actually been cooking?

Beans and rice.

My favorite. And cacık to go with it?

Of course. I made it with strained yogurt
and fresh mint. Want some?

How was your day?

I spent all our money on the tavern.

If things don't go as planned,
I have no idea what to do.

If my mom turns out to be right
and I can't make it work--

Just relax.

Leyla, you have
that magic touch with everything.

All right?

How about we taste the food, huh?

Let's do that.

-It's still hot. Be careful.
-I'll be fine.

Right? It's really good.

It's amazing.

Just the right amount of salt.

Hey, Erdem.

Maybe we should get you
working in the kitchen.

How about you get me
working in bed instead?

You're not getting in bed with me.

Ever?

See, you're getting
ahead of yourself already.

But I've been working hard for weeks
like I'm your geisha.

Cooking, taking care of the garden,
tending to the kids…

I'm really desperate here.

I need a shower.

Leyla.

Mom?

What are you doing here? Come on.

Come here. Show me how you study English.

She's fluent in English too.

11. I'LL CONFESS TO SELIM.
12. I'LL FIND MY DAD'S GRAVE.

I can't clean up the past

My hands are dirty

There's a path ahead of me

But it's all foggy

How many times can a heart be shattered

By falling from the same spot
Over and over again?

Take it calmly or curse at me

Beat me up with your love

I can't clean up the past

My hands are dirty

There's a path ahead of me

But it's all foggy

How many times can a heart be shattered

By falling from the same spot
Over and over again?

Take it calmly or curse at me

Beat me up with your love

Here I am, standing before you

For the sake of the rain, don't say no

The world would be unbearable

A life without you, impossible

Here I am, standing before you

For the sake of the rain, don't say no

The world would be unbearable

A life without you, impossible

All right. How are you?

I'm waiting.

Perhaps an exile,

and someone left behind because of it.

Pick someone to represent the wait.

Please.

The Masnavi says,

"The body is but a vessel for the soul,

but you cannot see the soul."

"Therefore, judge the soul
by the actions of the body."

And Einstein once said,

"Everything is energy,

and that’s all there is to it."

When you match the frequency
of the reality you want,

you cannot help but get that reality.

Come on in.

Auntie.

They won't come back.
Stop waiting for them.

You're like a mother to me now.

Let me see you smile for once.

They'll come back

and take me with them.

They just left me here for a while.

They'll come back.

They just left me here for a while.

Look at her.

Tell them.

"I see you."

I see you.

"I'm just like you."

I'm just like you.

I've always been waiting
for my loved ones to return.

I've always been the one left behind,
the abandoned, the excluded.

You are not unwanted,

abandoned,

or excluded.

You are just like us.

Now, during exiles,
because the conditions were very harsh,

they either left them home by themselves

or had other families move in
to take care of them.

But…

no matter the circumstances,

the old who were left behind

waited for the ones who left

until they died.

Listen, Toprak.

You can try planting a sapling

in the name of your ancestors.

So they can take root

and breathe there.

It'd be even better

if you visited those lands
to honor your ancestors.

All right.

You can stop the expansion
by taking a step.

Thank you, everyone.

This was today's last session.

You did something great
for yourselves today.

Reward yourselves for it.

"If there is such a method

to make us remember the possible causes
and witness our heritage,

is it really fair for us to ignore it
because we can't scientifically prove it?"

This is brilliant.
I think you should publish it.

-You think so?
-Absolutely.

I saw it myself.
You couldn't have explained it any better.

Perfectly and clearly put.

I thought you wouldn't attend again.

I mean…
I can't stop thinking about that day.

Like, did you know
I grew up in an orphanage?

-No.
-No one does.

They left me when I was a baby.

I mean, it was…

It was so surreal.

-We weren't supposed to talk about it.
-For a while, yes.

All right. It got to me is all.
Maybe I'll tell you later.

Canan, I need to ask you a favor.

I'm not quite sure how to tell you, but…

Just tell me.

I need to see Sevgi's latest lab results.

Can you help me?

Selim, thank you so much.
This is all thanks to you.

Don't mention it.
Let me know if anything goes wrong.

-Fiko, do you have a second?
-Sure, chief.

What's up, sweetheart?
Were you able to handle the permit?

See for yourself
if I was able to handle it.

-We're ready to open.
-Nice.

-Hey, Selim.
-Yeah?

-Can we have a word?
-Of course.

No, don't. Let's go for a walk.

Sure. Let's go.

Fiko!

See you.

Go ahead.

I had a crush on you in college.

I don't understand.

Understand what, stupid?

I had a full-on crush on you
for five years in college.

Get out of here. Don't be ridiculous.

You're kidding, right?

No, I'm not.

I didn't even tell the girls.

Wait a minute. Stop. Wait.

Of course!

You never had a boyfriend in college.

Now, look. Was… Was that why?

Why didn't you tell me?

And say what, Selim?

You only had eyes for Ada.

So I had to keep my love a secret.

I had this notebook. A diary.

I used to write love letters in it.

I kept having conversations
in my head with you.

Oh, all the chats we had.

It was amazing.

But also painful.

Sevgi, look.

I had no idea.

It didn't even cross my mind.

-Look. If I hurt you back then--
-Don't be ridiculous. You didn't know.

But why tell me this now,
after all this time?

Why am I telling you this now?

Listen, my friend.

You still only have eyes for Ada.

You didn't see me back then. Fine.

But now you don't see Yeşim either.

You deserve to be happy too.

I mean it. You deserve to be loved too.

Thank you.

I'm such a lucky man.

I swear.

I'm so glad I have you.
I'm so glad you're my friend.

Welcome, Mr. Zaman.

Can we just get on with the paperwork
so I can get the hell out of here?

Here.

Just have it signed at the notary.

Wow.

Thanks.

How do you still manage to ruin everything
even though you're not in my life?

Ada gave me the boot.

You know why?

Because I'm "Mr. Zaman's son."

I can't keep a woman, Mr. Zaman.

Do you have a fix for that too?

Come here.

I'm here for you.

I'm here for you as your father.

But you weren't!

You were never there for me.

You weren't taking my calls,
so I figured I'd just show up.

You're angry.

Your trust in me has been shaken.

And you're disappointed.

It's been almost a year.

I've spent a year
trying to walk a path with you.

I quit the hospital.

I destroyed my career.

Everything I've witnessed recently

is completely different
from what you told me.

If our roots and our family
are so important,

why weren't you there for Diyar?

Nilüfer.

We met in Ankara.

It was the first year of my residency.

She was studying art.

She was my patient.
I was madly in love with her.

We got married.

Then we moved here.

Nilüfer opened a small shop. It was tiny.

She was so happy, and I…

I thought the happiness
would last forever.

DİYAR ART WORKSHOP

But Nilüfer had a condition.

Uncontrolled primary hypertension.

The pregnancy was a risk.

All my professors advised us
to get an abortion.

But Nilüfer wouldn't give up on the baby.

So she chose to risk her life.

The day she passed, I…

I lost my spirit,

and I lost my faith.

I couldn't take care of Diyar.

My older sister came to my aid.
She's the one who raised Diyar.

And as he grew up,
he started to look so much like his mother

that I had to relive
the pain of losing her

time after time, over and over again.

So, that was

what led me onto this path.

Why I hadn't been able to help Nilüfer,

what other ways there might have been
to keep her alive,

what I'd done too much or too little of
while helping her…

I wanted to learn and understand all that.

I volunteered in Africa

and learned how they used plants
to treat illnesses there.

I went to India
and saw how they dealt with death.

I spent some time in Anatolia
and sought resolution in Sufism.

Then one day, in Europe,
I met Bert Hellinger.

He invited me to a session.

I was thoroughly impressed.

I quit being a doctor

and focused on this.

But just as I…

Just as I found the courage

to finally face Diyar,

it was unfortunately too late.

He turned me down.

After his aunt passed,

he fell apart.

He dropped out of school.

You're right. I should've been able
to sort it out a long time ago.

I'm his dad, and he's my son.

No matter where he was or what happened,

I should have been there for him.

But I…

I failed to do that.

You're absolutely right.

Is there a point
in trying to help others with a problem

when you haven't been able
to tackle it yourself?

Maybe there is,

and maybe there isn't.

I hope everything turns out great,
both for you and Diyar.

I hope so.

There might be a single reason
why we keep reliving our past.

Love.

The deep and subliminal love
we feel towards the souls

who came before us,
who were the reason we were born.

Hey, girls. Come check out the tavern.

Here you go.

Maybe that's the reason…

ELENİ'S TAVERN

…we keep ending up alone
or repeating the same betrayals.

Mrs. Leman?

Good afternoon.

Instead of rebelling against the past,

we could ask ourselves
how we could make ourselves useful.

How can we work on ourselves?

Because no matter
what happened in the past,

we should always remember
we have free will.

I saw your bike up the road.

I need to talk to you.

Sure.

Let's talk.

You sure you want to talk to me?

After all, I'm just "Mr. Zaman's son."

Please don't do this.

You humiliated me
in front of that guy, Ada.

Like I wasn't a part of your life,

like I'd never been a part of your life.

-It's not like that.
-Explain to me what it's like, then.

I just blurted it out in the moment.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I don't know why I said it.

Do I even mean anything to you, Ada?

How can you ask me that? Of course you do.

That's why I'm here. I just…

I just needed some space to think.

I'm in love with you,
and you need to think about things?

Just tell me the truth.

-Was I just a rebound to you?
-Of course not.

-Is that why you were crying that night?
-No, Diyar.

I told you, though.

I told you I was exhausted.

I told you I was heartbroken.

Didn't I?

I felt good that night next to you.

I felt at peace.

That's why I cried.

Are you in love with me, Ada?

Do you have plans for the future?
Do you have dreams that include me?

I'm not ready
to answer those questions, Diyar.

Don't, then.

Leave like the rest of them.

My mom's gone. My dad's never been there.

Just go. I'll take care of myself.
You can leave too.

All right?

Diyar, listen.

I am not your mother.

I'm not your father either.

You can't expect me to fill in for them.

You can't expect me
to give you the answers they didn't.

Right.

Don't do this.

Do what?

Don't go.

Everyone's gone. I need you to stay.

Sevgi! I can't find my phone.
Have you seen my phone?

Oh, you. Come here. I said come here!

Oh God… Sevgi, what are we going to do?

What if no one shows up?
We'd be so embarrassed!

Will you calm down?

Leyla told the whole world.
The place will be swarming.

-Don't you worry.
-I hope so.

Ada was supposed to invite her colleagues.
I guess that didn't happen.

Why would she invite them?
The hospital fired her, you know.

Fair enough.

Come on. I'm late.

Thanks, honey.

-See you.
-Your phone!

Right. See you.

Hey, Fiko.

Yeah?

-I love you so much.
-I swear I'd die for you.

No, no! No one's dying, all right?
Good luck. Off you go now.

-Okay, no deaths.
-Right.

Only love.

Oh, how I love you, Sevgi.

Leyla, are you ready yet?
We're going to be late.

Just give me a second, Fiko!

Look at this mess. Unbelievable.

Ada and Sevgi are nowhere to be found.

I'm telling you,
if they end up abandoning me, I swear…

What's with the look?

You're gorgeous.

Really? Now?

What do you always say?

What do I say?

Everything's going to be just fine.

Right.

Mavi's milk is in the fridge.

Call me if anything happens, okay?

Sarp! Hey, Sarp!

Hurry up! I'm leaving!

Welcome.

We're so happy to have you.

Just pick a table.
Service will start soon.

-There's a leak inside.
-What?

Holy shit. Holy…

You guys couldn't tell me earlier?
Give me a piece of cloth!

Hello! Welcome.

Thank you so much for coming.

Yeah, go ahead.

Well, well, well.

I'm so glad you managed to come.

I would've cracked your heads open
if you'd been any later.

-The place looks great.
-You think so?

-It looks stunning.
-Yeah.

-Yay!
-You look great too.

Thank you.

Have you two calmed down yet?

I calmed right down
when I started missing you two.

-Enjoy tonight.
-I'm so relieved.

Hang on.

-Fiko.
-Sevgi. Welcome, baby.

-Welcome, Ada.
-Thanks, honey.

-Leyla!
-Welcome. Hello.

-Hello. Welcome.
-Hello.

-Welcome.
-Hello.

-Anywhere you like.
-Please.

We're screwed. We have a broken pipe.

-What?
-Yeah, in the kitchen.

You're kidding!

Can Erdem fix it?

I have no idea, but sort it out.

-Tend to the guests.
-All right.

For God's sake… Welcome!

You're going to get electrocuted.

I've been looking for you.

Here, sweetcakes.

-Muko! My lovebug!
-Sweetie!

Congratulations, honey.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

Your nails are out of this world.

You look so cute.

I swear this is going to be such a fiasco.

-Hello.
-Welcome!

-Thanks.
-Thank you.

So glad to see you. You two look amazing.

Selim, we have a broken pipe
in the kitchen.

-I'll check it out.
-Do that.

Honey, the table in the middle.

-See you.
-See you. I'll be there soon.

Toprak? You're here too?

-Would you rather I wasn't?
-I meant…

-How are you?
-I'm okay. You?

-I'm okay. Thanks, honey.
-Please.

-Brother.
-Fiko.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

I appreciate you coming,
considering the circumstances.

I wouldn't miss it.
You worked so hard. Congrats.

-I'll show you your table.
-Okay.

-How are those?
-Delicious.

-Hello.
-Hello, everyone.

Hello.

-Welcome.
-Thanks.

-Fiko invited him. I couldn't say no.
-You did the right thing.

You know, it'd be a great cast
if Diyar shows up as well.

A parade of stars.

He won't.

What's wrong? Did something bad happen?

Are you okay?

I am.

Just a little sad.

-Let's talk about it, okay?
-Sure. We'll talk about it.

Hey, everyone.

-How's the situation?
-Hush.

We found a temporary fix,
but it'll happen again.

This can't be happening.

Mr. Zaman's here.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

-You okay?
-Yeah. You?

-I'll show you your table.
-Sure.

-Mr. Zaman, welcome.
-Thanks.

The place looks amazing, honey.

Thank you so much.

Thank you for inviting me.

You're welcome. I'm glad you're here.

And I'm glad to be here. How's Mavi doing?

-She's inside. You'll see her later.
-Sure.

Welcome.

-How are you?
-All right. You?

Dear guests…

Sevgi specifically asked them
not to share it with anyone.

I see. Thank you.

Now, on behalf of us both,

my partner Leyla will make a toast.

Welcome, all.

Fiko and I embarked on this journey

to open Eleni's Tavern some months ago.

I wanted to keep
the memory of Eleni of Crete alive,

even though
I didn't get the chance to meet her

since she passed many, many years ago.

We wanted to create a space

where everyone can both enjoy themselves
and have a taste of Fiko's great dishes.

First and foremost,

I would, of course,
like to express my gratitude to Fiko

for waiting several months for me

and for this beautiful partnership.

And let's not forget Selim.
Thank you so much.

He turned a desolate building into this.

He became our architect.

We really appreciate it.

And I'd like to thank Erdem,
my dear husband.

And, of course, special thanks

goes to my dearest friends,
my sisters, my family,

Ada and Sevgi.

Thank you so much, girls.

I love you so much.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

You've always encouraged and inspired me.

I love you so much!

Welcome to Eleni's Tavern!

Subtitle translation by:
Oktar Bumin Aykutlu