All language subtitles for Another.Self.S03E05.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH[EZTVx.to]-en

Honorable Muslims,

some scholars define thinking
as an act of the brain.

However, according to
the teachings of Sufism,

thinking is an act of the heart.

If a person's heart is pure and pristine,

if the fountains that run in their heart
are crisp and clear,

you cannot soil
that person's acts with the mind.

That is someone

who has cleansed
their heart of muddy waters,

of pride and blasphemy,

and of trespassing against
the rights of others.

Now, the heart of that person
is the home of Allah.

Allahu Akbar.

Allahu Akbar.

May your prayers be heard.

ANOTHER SELF

Good morning.

Good morning.

-Stem cells, huh?
-Huh?

You were talking in your sleep.
"Look into stem cells. That's the key."

-No way.
-I'm serious.

-I was talking in my sleep?
-Yeah.

I don't remember it.

Is there something on your mind?

I don't know.

The clinic…

What am I going to do?
How am I going to explain it to people?

I guess that's what's on my mind.

I'm also curious to see
what you'll come up with.

Dr. Ada, do you reckon
I can get some preferential treatment?

Let me be up-front about it.
We won't be able to take you on.

Why is that?

Because we might've gotten
a little too close.

So you've lost me

as your doctor and your therapist.

Does that mean

that I have

won you over as something else?

-Can we say that?
-I don't know.

Perhaps.

-I have a proposal for you.
-Yeah?

-Would you join my class today?
-Sure.

As a speaker, though.

-As a speaker?
-Uh-huh.

What would I even talk about
in your class?

You know,

they say the best ideas come to you

in the shower.

-Is that so?
-That's what they say.

DEPARTURE TO AFRICA

Where've you been, Erdem?

Your phone was off all night.

I stayed at a hotel.

My wife humiliated me
in front of complete strangers,

so I needed some space.

Erdem, listen.

Sevgi looked into those guys.

They were going to tear it down,
along with the trees, and build a hotel.

They even had the project ready.
Was I supposed to let them?

You didn't let them, Leyla. Bravo.

I hope you'll get your medal
as soon as possible.

Erdem.

Because it's up to you
to save the world, right?

It's not like
we have children or anything.

It's for our children's sake
that I didn't let them.

For the first time in my life,
I feel useful and accomplished.

Why can't you get that?

Don't give me that, Leyla.

Do you think I'm stupid?

You think I don't know
what's going on with you?

What is it, then?

Tell me. What's going on with me?

I saw the way you looked at him.
Come on, Leyla.

Who? What are you talking about?

You know exactly who I'm talking about!

And you went to his house.
Or farm or whatever.

On top of that, you took Mavi with you.

And I hear it from Sarp! What the hell?

Erdem! You are wrongly accusing me
of something terrible.

You don't have any idea
what I went through at that farm.

You're the one who doesn't have any idea!

I can't even take out a loan
because of the fucking bankruptcy.

For years, I've been shackled like a dog
by your decisions and your nonsense!

Is it my fault you scammed people?

Is it my fault you went bankrupt?

-You listen--
-Mom.

Mavi's crying.

Okay, Sarp. Go check on her.
I'll be right there.

Don't talk about this
in front of the kids ever again.

Either you fire that motherfucker, Yorgos,

or I'll beat the shit out of him so badly

he'll never be able to go anywhere again.

Okay?

Now, Mrs. Sultan,

after talking to you yesterday,

I did a bit of research
to see what we can do.

Halime isn't talking.
She's not saying anything.

You say you didn't see anything either.

We need grounds for the prosecutor
to start an investigation.

They said as much at the police station.
That's why I came to you.

The poor girl lost everything
in the earthquake already.

She's been sulking at home
since she came from Hatay.

A poor little orphan girl, you know.

I've been feeling like I'm gonna lose it
ever since I saw those bruises.

I ask, "Did you run into something, dear?"

"Yeah," she says, "I ran into something."

Just as they are about to heal,
a bunch of new bruises appear on her body.

I thought maybe she was ill or something.

I don't know.
Maybe I'm overthinking it. I can't tell.

She may not be mine,
but she's like a daughter to me.

How about this?

I have a very close friend.
She's a general surgeon.

Let her examine Halime.
We'll see what she says.

-All right?
-God bless you.

Of course. I'd love that. All right.

The concept of death
has a significant place in anthropology.

Different cultures, societies, religions

developed their own systems
and rituals around death.

Anthropology says these rituals
are important rites of passage.

So how does one heal?

It's an age-old question
everyone has sought the answer to.

It's almost like common heritage.

So is it possible to heal
if one makes peace with one's past?

You've read the article.

We have the author,
General Surgeon Ada Korkmaz, with us.

Dr. Ada, would you kindly?

Greetings.

Thank you, Dr. Özgür.

I was caught a little off guard, but…

No, Dr. Ada, thank you. Welcome.

Thank you.

Does anyone have a question for Dr. Ada?

Beliz.

You talk about transmission of traumas
throughout generations in the article.

Why do we experience
the pain of the ones who lived before us?

I mean, isn't that unfair to us?

So, Doctor, Beliz is politely saying,

"What do we care
about some rando's problems?"

Dr. Ada, Atakan is known
for his scientific approach.

And there's that word, "rando."
Remind me its meaning later. We'll talk.

Great question.
Thank you, Beliz. You too, Atakan.

So why do we suffer
for the things we did not cause?

Or why should
the next generation, our children,

suffer from the problems
we pass on to them?

Well, what if we're all connected
to each other with invisible strings,

and that has also been
scientifically proven?

I'm sure you've all heard
about stem cells, right?

That first droplet of life that emerges

when the sperm cell of our father

meets our mother's egg.

What is in this particle of life?

The information carried through
by our parents and their parents.

Exactly.

But in addition,

it contains the records of the reactions
all living beings give to stress.

And this tiny cell begins to grow.

Which part of our body do you think
begins to form first?

-The heart?
-Any other ideas?

-The brain?
-Anyone else have a guess?

The blood?

The nervous system.

Before the brain or the heart,

the nervous system
begins forming and holding memories,

starting from the 20th day of pregnancy.

Look, it's important to understand this.

The information that's passed on
isn't passed on

so that we suffer
or pay the price of something.

On the contrary,

it creates a defense mechanism
to protect us from painful experiences.

So how can we find out

what's been passed down
to us from our family?

We can start by creating our family tree.

You can ask your mothers, fathers,

or any living elder family members
about your ancestors.

Lost ones, adoptions,

or early deaths.

Did your mother lose a child before you?
Or did she have an abortion?

Because all of this
is a part of our family system.

People don't like
talking about the ones they lost

because it hurts us.

But talking about them,
making room for them in our heart,

eases all the trauma
that's trapped inside.

Mr. Rıza?

What's going on?

The kids warned me. You need to rest.

I've caused a lot of trouble for you,
Mrs. Mukadder.

Not at all.

Oh, I have.

I'm going back to Adana.

I don't want to burden anyone.

Mr. Rıza, I won't let you go
without having a cup of tea.

For the love of God,
I'll be offended otherwise.

Let's have a cup of tea.

Let's have some tea. Please come.

Come on.

I've been wondering something.

Why do you call Fiko "Tevfik"?

"I seek no benefit from anyone."

"I beg for no one's protection."

"I wander in the space that is mine,
under the sky that is mine."

Tevfik Fikret.

Lovely.

He's always used Fikret,
and I've always called him Tevfik.

We can't even agree on that, the jerk.

Fiko is anything but a jerk.

He's the best son-in-law in the world.

He has never upset my daughter.

He's done everything she asked for.

He's never been disrespectful or unloving.

My Sevgi…

She cheated death, Mr. Rıza.

Fiko did not let go of her hand,
even for a day.

Who do you think
he learned all that from, huh?

I…

As a mother,

I want to thank you so much

for my daughter's happiness.

And…

Could you please reconsider leaving?

Look. Ada is a great doctor. The best.

You'll be in good hands here.

Please don't turn me down.

Reconsider.

When faced with a threat,

our nervous system
has automatic responses.

Flight.

Fight.

Freeze.

Fawn.

Flop.

You know how rabbits freeze up

when they're suddenly faced with danger?

Think of it like that.
The same applies to us.

Freezing is a very common reaction

to death, separation,
major trauma, and abuse.

Those who experience it

may feel guilty about this reaction

that they have no control over.

But based on its centuries of experience,

our nervous system gives us this command.

Someone who had
such experiences in their childhood

may have a part of their self
frozen in that moment of trauma.

They may have difficulty
making the best decisions as an adult.

But the good news is

that there are ways to change this.

I stayed away from you for years,
but you were not the problem.

We can make up now.

Well, I don't understand,
but it sounds nice.

It's from this book.

What I said.

ZORBA THE GREEK

Turkish?

Let me read.

"It's hard to realize you're happy
in the moment."

"Once that happy moment has passed,

we remember how happy we were
with a sense of wonder and admiration."

"However, I…"

"I, on the coast of Cunda Island,
was experiencing happiness

and knew that I was happy."

It's beautiful.

Why did you come here?

Yorgos.

What you did for Eleni's Tavern

is really special to me.

Really important too.

I'm so grateful to you.

Thanks to you, we have more customers.

-I can't repay your--
-You're firing me.

Don't make me open Translate.
I don't understand you.

What I'm saying, boss,
is that you're right.

You're right to fire me.

It's yours.

Adios, Yorgos.

I guess that was Spanish.

Well, it'll have to do.

Ada, when will you be back?

Why? What happened?

I really need to pick your mind
about something.

Can't you tell me over the phone?

I'll be in Istanbul for a few more days.
Özgür and I made plans.

-I can't. We'll talk once you're back.
-All right.

Have a great time. You sound happy.

I'm so happy.

I'm at the college now.
I'll call you later.

-Okay, baby.
-All right.

Wow, look at Dr. Özgür go.
So Ceyda and him broke up?

Nah. You know how they are.
Always on-again, off-again.

Ceyda would never let Dr. Özgür go anyway.

You're right.

She became an assistant
and stayed here for him.

What more can she do?

-It's this, right?
-Uh-huh.

-Okay.
-Or…

-Can I borrow your pen?
-Sure.

Thanks.

I've completed most of it,
but there might be some missing parts.

Okay. Email this to me,
and I'll complete this part.

-Don't bother with it. Okay.
-It'll be really good after that's done.

Still, that part is not that…

Oh, let me introduce you.

Dr. Ada, Ms. Ceyda. One of our assistants.

Nice to meet you.

Your communication
with the class was great.

You did amazing.

Thank you. Nice to meet you too.

Ceyda's the one who did the field research
in the Taurus Mountains.

We actually found your father's last name
from her archive.

Really? Thank you very much.

I actually have some photos as well.

I can share them with you if you like.

I need to go back to Ayvalık.

Hold on a minute.
What happened? Ada, are you okay?

Sevgi called.
She wouldn't tell me what it is.

-I need to go.
-Okay, but, like--

Dr. Özgür, we need to talk about
yesterday's meeting. It's urgent.

I will never end up
in the same situation again.

What she drew at the office isn't all.

The ones I got from Sultan are the same.

Look at it.

Yes, well…

-She might've been sexually abused.
-Oh, Ada…

Looking at the sharp lines here…

She always used the color black too.

She kept drawing the same things.

The woman might be right, Sevgi.

The bruises on her body
might not be from falling

but from someone harming her.

Oh, Ada.

It's normal that she can't say anything.

She feels like she's taken refuge in them.

She suffered big losses.

She definitely needs professional help.

Sevgi, what can we do?

Can you put all you said
into a written report for me?

Of course I can.

Okay. I'll go to the prosecutor's office
and file a complaint.

They'll most likely put Halime
under protection.

And I won't stop
until I find the bastard who did this.

I get so mad, I dropped out of psychology
in my senior year

when stuff like this happens.

What's up with you?

I thought you had plans with Özgür
and couldn't come.

Something happen?

I think I put my trust in him too quickly.

I don't think he's being
completely honest.

I think you guys were right.

I always look for a problem.

But this time,
at the earliest sight of it,

I don't want it.

No. I won't accept it.

Everything was way too perfect anyway.

Why does something have to go wrong
when things are just so perfect?

Because life is cruel, Leylo.

You want some good news for a change?

-I do.
-Yeah, please.

We got the clinic's license
and the ministry approval, Ada.

Congratulations, honey.

-Really?
-Yes.

I'm so happy!

-Ada, let's go open the clinic.
-Let's go open it now. Right? Come on.

-Yeah. Everyone needs to heal.
-I agree.

-Let's do it.
-Let's heal ourselves first.

How and when did these get so dirty?
For God's sake, they are brand new.

You know what?
Put this with the rocks and stuff there.

Ada, I'm putting this here.

Okay. I can change it later
if I feel like it.

Something's coming your way.

Stop it. Let's work.

Put it down.

Your phone.

I'll check it later.

Come on. Well, then…

Then…

Then, let's dance!

Wait! Whose… Am I using the right straw?

It's all spilled.

Oh, I spilled it everywhere.

You just sign here.
I'll take care of the rest.

Congratulations, then.

ÖZGÜR
YOU'VE GOT ME WORRIED. ARE YOU OKAY?

ADA KORKMAZ
GENERAL SURGEON & PSYCHOTHERAPIST

It's so good. Let me see.

Ada, it looks so nice.

Oh, hi.

Welcome.

Why aren't you in bed?

I waited up
since we didn't get to see each other.

How was it?

It was nice, actually.

But I'm pretty tired.

Actually… my legs hurt a lot.

-But it was also fun.
-Yeah?

-Yes. I'm getting good tips too.
-That's nice.

Chef Yorgos left, by the way.

We'll be closed for a few days
until we find a new chef.

-Really?
-Yeah.

I see.

Groceries, bills…

I wanted to contribute.

By the way,
I looked over the brochure you gave me.

I signed up for a therapy program.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

You made the right decision.

Also, take this back.

Save money for your dance school.

-Good night.
-Good night.

-Ada!
-Ada!

We're here!

We're celebrating your first day. Come on!

-First day! First day!
-Come here!

-Aww!
-Run, run!

Welcome.

-What's this? Let me see.
-Come here.

That, honey, is a pomegranate sapling.

It's here to bring us abundance
and prosperity.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Look. It has babies as well.

-Surprise!
-Scared the heck out of me.

Girl, what's this?

Don't be ridiculous!

Since I'm done with breastfeeding,
I was thinking you could fix up my boobs.

Why not coconut?

You know what, Ada?

For the love of God,
do her boobs so we can be done with this.

I'm serious. Just do it to shut her up.

Well, I don't do plastic surgery, baby.

-Oh God.
-Come on.

-Let me taste it.
-So good.

This is the only plastic surgery
you'll ever see.

It's so good.

Dr. Ada, your first patient is here.

-Anything on my mouth?
-Nope.

-On my teeth?
-You're gorgeous.

-You're great.
-Okay.

-Listen to me.
-Yeah?

Everything will be great.

You're so good at this.

It's going to be
even better than you expect.

Look. Remember what's possible
and go remind them, all right?

You are the best gifts I could ever get.
I love you so much.

-I gotta go. Wish me luck.
-We'll be here.

Okay. Go on.

Hello.

You didn't need to do this.

You didn't take my calls or call back.

I had no other choice.

I was busy.

The place looks great.

Nicely done.

Thank you.

Ada, are you going to tell me
what's going on?

This is not a good time for this.

I have a real patient on the way.

Okay.

I'll wait, Ada.

I don't think that's necessary.

Because I have a consultation first,

then an expansion session.

It may take a while.

Could I join?

First of all, welcome.

This is the first time
we're doing this here.

I'd like to thank you
for accepting to come as representatives.

Mr. Rıza.

How can we help you?

I mean, what can I do for you?

Are you Rıza Seyhan,
father of Mehmet Akif Seyhan?

I am.

While doing his military service
at the border outpost,

he was unfortunately

killed in combat.

My condolences.

Long live our homeland.

CERTIFICATE
FALLEN IN SERVICE

After that day,
I never set foot inside a mosque again.

I turned to raki.

I kept on living with that cursed illness.

But now, I'm exhausted.

I want to rest now.

Here's what we're going to do, Mr. Rıza.

You'll give these pieces of paper
to three people you choose.

Those with a piece can come up here.

Stand wherever you like.

Close your eyes.

When you feel something in your body,

you can open your eyes and move freely.

How do you feel?

Weird.

I feel lost.

I… I feel… It's as if no one can see me.

You may open your paper.

You represent Mr. Rıza's dead son Mehmet.

How do you feel?

I have a headache.

I just want to look at him.

But you are not able to.

You may open your paper.

You represent Mr. Rıza.

How do you feel?

I'm angry.

So angry.

I want to get out of here.

You may open your paper.

She's Fiko.

What changed in you?

My legs…

They feel kind of numb, but…

Mehmet Akif!

He had stepped on a landmine.

My dear son.

My dear son.

Losing you was so painful for me…

Losing you

was so painful for me.

I couldn't shed tears for you back then.

I can only see you now.

I can… only see you now.

I've always carried you in my heart, son.

Can you come to your father?

Son!

Can you look at Fiko now?

-I've always kept my head down till today.
-That's why I wasn't able to see you.

That's why I wasn't able to see you.

But now I see you.

But now I see you.

Can you come to your father?

Son.

So this is our capacity.

We're usually full in the evenings.
We're very happy about that.

But we do have shortcomings.

-That's why we need you.
-Okay.

-Can you start right away?
-Yes, I can.

Okay, great.

ELENI'S TAVERN

And this is our kitchen.

Erdem?

I…

What?

What?

Shit.

It was unlike anything else.

Thank you.

I should be thanking you.

Can we discuss what's up with you now?

I heard your students talking.

About your relationship
with your assistant, Ceyda.

On-again, off-again…

When doubt starts to creep in,
things are never the same as before.

Once the clear water gets muddy…

Yeah.

Doesn't the clear water get muddy
when you jump to conclusions?

Without listening or asking?

You're right.

I'm listening.

Ceyda and I did get close
for a short period about two years ago.

But like I said, it was very short.

We decided it wouldn't work
and ended it. That's it.

I see.

Do you think I'm lying to you?

I don't know you, Özgür.

You know everything about me,
down to my family tree.

You got involved
in my problems with my sister.

Yet I know nothing about you.

Why don't you ask
what you want to know, then?

Okay.

Here it is.

Are you going to Africa?

If I can get funding, yes.
That's the plan.

For my research.

For about a year.

You'll stay in Africa for a year,

but you don't feel the need
to tell me anything.

It's because nothing is approved yet, Ada.

And I thought…

I thought it was a bit too early for that.

I see.

Can we sit down here?

Come, let's talk.

Let me ask you a question.

By focusing on assumptions
and potential problems we may face

instead of where and who we are
or what we're doing now,

could you be missing
the beauty of the moment?

I don't want
to waste anyone's time, Özgür.

And I don't want anyone to waste mine.

I see.

Look, Ada.

We're trying to get to know each other,
and we both have buttons.

Of course we're gonna push them.

But I don't think there's anything
we can't solve together.

You told me your marriage ended
because you didn't want kids.

Do you still feel the same?

Yes. For the time being, I do.

I don't think
we're facing the same direction.

Dad.

I was so mad at you when Akif died.

It was like you weren't grieving at all.

When people came
and offered their condolences…

you just stood tall…

and said, "Long live our homeland."

Of course I agree.

But the fact that it seemed like

you weren't sad at all

made me furious.

Forgive me, okay?

I should be the one asking.

I've always left you by yourself.

Son.

How could you?

How? I can't comprehend it!

How could you do this to me?

Have you no shame?

You have a wife and children, man!

How could you betray me like this?

It was in the spur of the moment, Leyla.
I got caught off guard.

And weren't you flirting
with that Yorgos guy?

Don't get me started.

I didn't flirt with him.

I fell in love with him.

Yes, I fell in love!

I waited for you to change.
I always thought you would.

I wanted to believe you wouldn't cheat,
and I was wrong every single time.

Fell in love?
I'm gonna kill that motherfucker!

-Don't be ridiculous!
-Let go!

-Don't be ridiculous!
-How could you do this, Leyla?

At least I’m being honest with myself.

Just be honest about what you did
and admit it for once!

I admit it! Yes, I did it. Okay?

I haven't even been able
to get close to you!

Always talking down to me,
always ordering me around!

It's like I'm your slave,
not your husband!

She showed interest in me,
offered me intimacy,

and I reciprocated, okay?

But I didn't give up on you.

But I gave up on you!

What the hell? Who the hell threw that?

What's going on? What are we gonna do?

Erdem, be careful!

-Wait.
-What are we gonna do?

Help!

Is anyone there? Help us!

CLOSED

Erdem, we'll never get out of here!

-Leyla!
-Erdem!

Leyla. Okay, wait.
It's okay. We'll figure it out.

Erdem.

Leyla? Leyla!

Leyla, wake up. Leyla!

Subtitle translation by:
Oktar Bumin Aykutlu