All language subtitles for Another.Self.S03E03.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH[EZTVx.to]-en

SITGES, BARCELONA
2024

The word "trauma" is of Greek origin.

It means wound.

A physical or mental wound

caused by something that happened to us.

What do you think would be
the antonym of the word trauma?

To heal, to be mended.

To break free of the pain
and years of burden.

Deciding to join life again.

She's finally asleep.

My back hurts.

-Leylo.
-Yeah?

I just got a feeling all of a sudden.

I made a decision.

What is it, girl?

If I ever recover, emphasis on "if,"

I want to adopt a baby.

Darling! You would be
one of the greatest mothers in the world.

I'm so glad you're thinking about it.
Oh, honey.

Wait, okay. Let's not get carried away.

Let's see what news Ada brings first.

Please, God. Let it be good news.

Who the heck threw this?

Es culpa.

Gracias.

Gracias.

Alejandro, vamos!

He has a nice name too.

Alejandro.

Leylo, you good? Huh?

Am I good? Am I, really?

Whatever am I going to do?

But, if I had another chance,

I wouldn't have married Erdem so early.

I would've lived a little.

You know, I haven't even kissed anyone
other than Erdem.

Do it, then.

What's the big deal? Go kiss him.

Look, he can't even take his eyes off you.

I think you've gone mad.

What am I supposed to say?

Or, as the Turks say,

"You can't learn a language
without using your tongue."

"Just trying to learn." I can't say that!

Don't be ridiculous.
I have a baby back here.

You're getting me confused.

I mean, Leylo, isn't it better
to die having done the things you want

instead of dying with regrets?

Hi, ladies! How are you?

Honey, can I ask you something?

Did you guys give her a brain transplant
instead of stem cells?

Because her way of thinking
has completely changed.

Well, I don't know
what happened to her beautiful head,

but something definitely changed.

Hold on, wait. Don't say it.

-The results came in.
-Wait.

-And, sweetcakes…
-And?

-Don't show it. Hold on.
-And…

You're responding to the treatment.

She's gonna wake up.

Good job, girl.

Attagirl.

Good job.

Thank God.

Now, prepare yourself.
You're gonna stay here for a few months.

Okay, whatever you say.

We're gonna continue the treatment
and the therapy.

Okay? All right?

If we knew that the decisions
we make every day reshape our lives,

could we still blame our past
or our traumas

for everything that goes wrong?

ANOTHER SELF

"Prometheus was punished by Zeus

for stealing fire from the gods
and bringing it to humans."

"Zeus's punishment was that every morning,
vultures would eat his liver,

but Prometheus's liver
would regenerate every day."

"How did they know
that the liver can regenerate

in Ancient Greece, thousands of years ago,

before the development
of positive sciences?"

I think it's great.

Do you really think so?

I really think so.

Thank you.

I think what you did

is you simply asked
a very neutral question

without involving any judgment.

That's actually
what we do in anthropology.

What do you do exactly?

We try to understand the human being

in a neutral way,
with its past, traditions, and habits,

without comparing, classifying,

or judging.

How do you do that?

For instance…

you don't make any judgments
when you press the shutter, right?

-Uh-huh.
-You record whatever's in the frame.

Then a photograph appears.

You start interpreting it,

and a story, a pattern takes shape.

That's why I love visual anthropology.

-No.
-Yes.

Well, what do you see in there?

I mean, anthropologically.

Boring, honey, boring.

The ratings have just plummeted.

Prometheus, anthropology, and stuff.

You're gonna make me fall asleep!

Take the fire from Prometheus already!

Was there any action? Tell me that.

You're gonna wake Deniz up.

She should wake up anyway.
Who sleeps in this late?

We're here to see her.

We're so curious.

You haven't told us anything.

What is she like? Is she like you?

Do you two get along?

Be patient.
You'll meet her once you wake her up.

Sweetcakes.

What's up with you?

Baby, I have an alcoholic father-in-law
who's also missing

and a husband
who's out looking for him like a madman.

What happened?

I don't know, stuff.

Ms. Songül is coming over again today.

This may be our last chance.

I just wanna get through today.
Then we'll see.

We'll find Mr. Rıza somehow.

-Did you check the hospitals?
-We did, sweetie, but to no avail.

You know what?

Could he be back in Adana?

Okay, whatever. I'm so tired of this.

Let's just drop it.

How did it go with Özgür?
You mentioned a fire or something.

Let me know if you need help.

I'm pretty experienced in packing up.

That's a very kind offer.

I'd gladly accept it,

but I shouldn't steal
from your time with your sister.

How did it go, by the way?

Fine.

It wasn't bad.

But? I feel like there's a "but."

But…

I think I was expecting
to find something in her.

Something familiar.

Perhaps…

something that reminds me of Dad.

But I couldn't.

Give it some time.

It's not easy for either of you.

You know how there's an awkward silence

when you meet someone new?

You forget what to say.

Or the opposite,
you get too close too quickly.

I don't know, something feels off,
you find something about them ugly,

or their attitude annoys you.

None of that happened
when I was with Özgür.

It was as if we had known each other
for a long time.

I felt like he was really listening to me.

Listening to understand me.

So after all this work,

has anything changed in your life
in a tangible way?

I don't know if it's tangible,

but I can put it like this.

I feel like I used to battle great waves.

And now, I feel like I'm in a harbor

where I can watch those waves
and enjoy my time.

So nothing actually changed,

but I have.

That's not nothing, by the way.

By the way, your eyes sparkle
when you talk about this stuff.

-They do?
-Yes.

I've never noticed.

I think you have.

I think you're very self-aware.

It's like you've figured out
where you stand.

I felt that when we first met too.

Felt what?

"She's exactly…"

What?

Can I keep that part to myself?

No, you can't. Say it.

"She's exactly the kind of woman
I want to be with."

That's what I felt.

Do you know what I thought
when I first saw you on the flight?

"What's his cologne?"

-Are you serious?
-Yes. I really liked it.

I still do.

Özgür is single, right?

We're sure?

There was no ring,
if that'll make you feel better.

Girl, I've seen so many rings
that were never actually there.

You know, the divorce cases
are full of husbands with no ring.

Don't worry, girls. He's single.

Let's hope so.

How was the night, then?

Or the morning.

Or did it get physical?

What happened? Spill.

What about you?

Do you know where you stand?

Sometimes.

For instance, right now,
I'm exactly where I want to be.

Oh, come on!

There's no way you two didn't kiss.

Leylo, aren't you listening?

We had a deep conversation.

I don't think he has a chance.

-What? Why?
-Why?

-I just don't.
-He's charismatic, handsome, smart.

He has a career.

-He's the perfect man, right?
-Yes.

There you go.
Ada here doesn't like perfect men.

She wants trouble.

She craves uncertainty.
She wants the occasional problem.

For example, Toprak.

For example, Diyar.

Or, she's never into men

who go crazy over her

and chase her.

She can never fall in love with them.

-For example, Selim.
-Selim.

Leyla is actually right this time.

Could we be missing something here, girls?

Could we be relying on the comfort
of our years-long friendship

and judging each other
from a narrower perspective?

Maybe I've changed.

Maybe my needs and desires in life
are different now.

I do think you've changed.

But we're the same.

You've changed,
especially after coming back from Spain.

-Leyla, don't.
-Am I wrong?

-We have to pry words out of her mouth.
-Not now.

Her sister is sleeping upstairs,

and we don't know anything about her.

I ask her how she felt,
and she says nothing.

Am I wrong?

Could it be because
you didn't listen to my voice message?

You would've known if you had.

You're upset over that?

-I'm playing the message.
-Don't.

-No! I'm playing it.
-She's inside.

-Let's listen. Who cares if she's inside?
-Give me that. Turn it off.

Girls, I'm at the station.

Deniz should be getting off soon.

I'm thinking maybe
this wasn't such a great idea, huh?

I mean, would it be crazy if I just left
and said something came up?

Okay, now it makes sense.

It was obvious from you leaving Deniz home
to go see Özgür anyway.

What does that have to do with it?

A lot. You ran to him
to get away from the girl.

Running away from one problem
to jump straight into something else.

-Classic Ada!
-Classic, huh?

Yes, classic Ada.

-Deniz, dear!
-Hi.

-Deniz, honey.
-I'm Deniz.

Deniz, we're Ada's friends
from way back in college.

-That's why we…
-Way back.

-It's a pleasure to meet you.
-Yeah, pleasure. I'm Leyla.

We're very close friends.

Sometimes things get heated
while we're chatting.

People usually don't get it,
but you'll get used to it.

And Ada was very eager to see you.

I was just…

Tactless.

Leyla can be a bit tactless, Deniz.

So don't take it personally, okay?
That's why, dear.

Yes, I'm tactless.
I'm a tactless person. Nice to meet you.

Now you know too.

I'm selling the place and leaving anyway.

You'll be rid of this tactless person
hopefully soon enough!

-What the heck?
-It's true!

Leyla!

-You won't have to deal with me.
-What… Leyla!

I'll leave you two alone, then, okay?

Again, nice to meet you, Deniz.

Leyla!

Leyla! Leyla, come on!

Here to chat with the tactless one?

Yes, I'm here to do just that.

Why are you so hard on her?

Why would I be hard on her?

Telling the truth doesn't make friends.

What was that about the restaurant?

They offered five million dollars.

What?

Erdem wants to sell and move to Istanbul.

Listen, you! Isn't that restaurant yours?
Isn't it yours and Fiko's?

Why is he getting involved?
Does Erdem get to decide?

I get to decide!

I have no other choice, you understand?

I don't know what to do!

Leylo, listen, darling.

Fiko is your honorary partner, right?

And we're in the process
of adoption, right?

And if he becomes unemployed,
we might not be able to adopt, right?

How can you not think about that?

Of course I do!

I'm not leaving Fiko out in the cold.

I'm thinking of a solution.

Look! Find your father-in-law first.
You know, the one who's missing.

Worry about the adoption afterwards.

"The one who's missing…"

You've really lost it!

Yes, I hesitated for a moment there.

No need to explain, Ada.

I was going to meet you and leave anyway.

-Can you please stop? Where are you going?
-What? What do you want?

Yes, I had a hard time with some stuff.

My father having another family,
for instance.

Ada, I don't want to talk about it.
Do you understand?

Okay! We don't have to talk about it.

All right.

Let's do something together.

Like going to the beach.

I want to get to know you, Deniz.

Deniz, please.

I don't even have my stuff with me.

Take whatever you want from here.

The sandals are down there.

There's a bikini I've never worn.
I never used it.

Thank you.

I have an appointment with the realtor.
It shouldn't take too long.

I'll call you when I'm done.
We'll meet there.

Okay.

Mr. Ercan.

Okay.

-Mom?
-Sevgi! My baby.

-When did you come back, Mom?
-My love.

-Oh my God.
-I arrived this morning.

You're not gonna ask me
how it was or anything?

How was it, my queen?

It was wonderful. Everything was great.

Sevgi, I wish
I had experienced this years ago.

Great, huh? Let me tell you
how great everything here has been.

Mom, you have no idea
what we've been through. I'll tell you.

What happened, honey?

Are they going to ask me questions
for the adoption?

I don't know. They will.
Ms. Songül is coming today.

-Okay, that's good.
-It's our last shot. Let's be great hosts.

-Nothing can go wrong. Please, Mom.
-I'll be a great host. Don't worry.

-Mom?
-Mr. Rıza!

Good health to you.

-Hope you had a good shower.
-God bless you.

Thank you, Mrs. Mukadder.

God bless you too.

-Mom, what are you doing?
-What am I doing?

-He just stepped out of your place.
-He's my in-law.

Your door was locked.
You guys weren't here.

He was sitting in the yard waiting.

He told me he was on the road,
asked if he could take a shower.

And I said yes. What's the big deal?

Oh, Mom! Why would you do that, Mom?

He's your father-in-law.

God, Sevgi! What's with the attitude?

Would you like some fruit?

With his raki in hand…

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Well, Ms. Ada, this was the last one,
based on your criteria.

It's a central location.
You know, close to the sea as well.

The market's close.
It has many advantages.

Yes, but I'm looking for somewhere
with more soul.

I see, yeah.

-If another one comes up…
-We'll keep looking. I'll call you.

-Call me. Okay. Thanks a lot. Goodbye.
-Thank you.

Oh, stop with the calls!

ÖZGÜR: IS THE OFFER TO HELP OUT
STILL ON THE TABLE?

"Müjgan, I miss you
more and more every day."

"I will tell Belgin everything."

"Deniz won't have to grow up without me."

Deniz, I can't reach you.
Call me when you see my message, please.

Is Leyla here?

Leyla? Nope.

Well, she said
she was going to Ada's this morning.

But she won't pick up. Her phone is off.

I'm Deniz.

Who are you?

I'm Erdem, Leyla's husband.

Come in. Let me offer you something.

No, I shouldn't. I don't wanna bother you.

How do you know Ada? We've never met.

I'm Ada's friend.

You sure you don't wanna come in?

There's no signal.

Yorgos, there's no signal.
We have to go right now.

Celal, add these to the tab.
I'll pay you right away.

-Okay?
-All right.

We owe him so much money at this point.

God.

Yorgos, you can take these
to the restaurant, right? I'm leaving.

Okay, boss. Boss!

-Yeah?
-Do you have a minute?

I don't.

I want to show you something.

I'm not riding that.

Parakaló, boss.

There's no money left. You're right.

Give me that. Let's go.

Do you know what Cunda's old name was?

It's Moschonisi.
It means "the island of good smell."

"The island of musk."

It got its name from the plants,
the flowers that grow on the island.

My great-grandparents
used to live on this island.

They made teas and fragrances
from the plants that grew here.

In 1923, there was a population exchange
between the two countries.

My folks had to migrate to Greece.

I've wondered ever since I was a kid.

About the stone house
my great-grandfather built,

the olive trees he planted,

and my great-great-grandmother's painting
on the wall.

The painting?

It's the restaurant.

I was curious. I just wanted to see it.

But you were hiring, so I tried my luck.

And then, when I saw you,

I realized that…

Yorgos.

You know I'm married, right?

Then I realized

that my family's legacy
was now in good hands.

Of course it's in good hands.

It looks great on you, girl next door.

Thank you, boy next door.

You got me really confused.

I guess the signal's back.

Let's go.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

What a beautiful place.

Thank you for coming.

Come on in.

Here you go.

What do you think? Any hope?

-Do you have coffee?
-I do.

Sul de Minas, Sumatra, Tanzania.
Any preferences?

Black.

So, what goes and what stays?

Don't look at me. You're the expert.

All right.

I told my mom
to put that away so many times.

We got divorced five years ago.

Three years here.

Why did you two break up?

Why did we break up…
We were together since college.

Oh? Same here.

After a while, we wanted different things.

Özlem wanted to have kids.
I wasn't ready at the time.

The opposite for us.
Selim wanted kids, and I wasn't ready.

I had to go to Africa for my thesis.

I'm guessing
you didn't have to go to Africa?

I was going to go to Belgium.

That's when I was cheated on.

I wasn't cheated on.
I mean, as far as I know.

But I had to stay a bit long in Africa.

That's when Özlem asked for a divorce.

Looking back, I'm glad it happened.

She has a daughter now.
She's very happy. I'm happy too.

Selim has two daughters.

I'm glad our stories diverged.
It was getting weird.

Right?

Was the cheating the reason for you?

I thought a good friendship
could sustain a marriage.

It wasn't enough.

I never would have imagined
I'd summarize it like that one day.

We won't finish at this rate.
You go upstairs, and I'll handle this.

-And where's my coffee?
-I'll go check.

Two more minutes.

Dad!

Dad, where were you?

I've been looking.
I was worried sick. You okay?

Now you remember me, you ingrate?

Fiko. Can we talk, darling?

Just a moment, Sevgi.

Dad, this isn't working.

Let's go inside
and talk it out like adults.

I won't ever set foot in there again.

Go get my stuff. I'm leaving. Go on.

Mr. Rıza,
there must be a misunderstanding.

I'll set up a table.
We can all eat, drink, and chat.

-What do you say?
-Mom!

Maybe you should stay out of this.

-Mrs. Mukadder.
-Yes?

You know, my son,
this dumbass son of mine…

A dumbass?

Well, of course, it's my own fault.

I came here trusting him.

Trusting he would maybe
show respect to his father.

Hey! Enough already! Enough.

Is it my fault you gamble?

Is it my fault you're an alcoholic?

Didn't Mom run away because of you?

Then you brought that hog of a woman home.

Akif and I grew up
getting beaten by her every day.

Where were you as a father then?

-Tevfik!
-Mr. Rıza.

Shame on you.

-Mr. Rıza!
-Mr. Rıza!

-Dad?
-Help him sit.

-Mr. Rıza!
-Mr. Rıza!

He's passing out.

-His blood pressure.
-Dad, are you okay? Dad.

-Mr. Rıza. Call an ambulance.
-Ms. Songül.

I apologize, Dad! I'm sorry!
Open your eyes!

Sevgi, I said call an ambulance.

Downstairs is done.
How are you holding up?

I'm done here too.

There's only this room left.

My mom's room.

Her creations.

What was her name?

İnci.

-Lovely name.
-It is.

-Dad, I'm calling an ambulance.
-No, no.

I don't want an ambulance.
Over my dead body.

Oh, Dad.

Akif.

Akif.

Dad?

The word "trauma" is of Greek origin.

It means wound.

Do you think if we remembered

that our lives are reshaped
by the decisions we make,

we could keep using
our past or our traumas

as an excuse for our wounds?

Leyla, have you made your decision yet?

They're expecting an answer from us today.

Yes, I have.

And?

That money…

We need it for our children's future.

That's it! That's my lady.

That's my Leyla.
That's it. I'm so relieved.

You'll see.
Everything's going to be great.

My dear wife, the mother of my children.

I'll make you live like a queen.
I swear. You'll see.

We'll get a nice boat and sail away.
It'll be wonderful.

Where are you, Deniz?

-Thank you.
-I should be the one thanking you.

This place is beautiful.

-You like it?
-I love it.

You're looking for a place
for your clinic, right?

Uh-huh.

You think this would work?

Are you serious?

I'd love that.

Are you sure?

I mean, about me being your tenant?

Technically, you'll be my sister's tenant.

So there's no problem for me.
She'll be happy about it too, I'm sure.

What do you say?

It's exactly what I was looking for.

I mean, look around.

Enjoy it, then.

Oh! I bet it's Deniz.

Her phone must've died. Hello?

Good evening.
This is the Ayvalık Police Station.

We have a Deniz Salihoğlu here.
Are you able to come?

Okay, I'm coming.

It was the police.

Deniz…

Subtitle translation by:
Oktar Bumin Aykutlu