All language subtitles for Cam-Tavanlar-02

Is that it?

Yes!

Won't we talk? Won't you let me explain myself?

I don't want it.

You created a world for yourself.

You have your life in order, great.

Well done.

Not as lucky as you are but...

-What does that mean?
-I'm not a Cem Kumcu, you know.

There's no place for me if you're there.

I'm so stupid.

I didn't want this, Leyla.

-I'm not here for that.
-Then, why are you here?

You destroyed me.

You're the man.
Leyla can't exist where you do.

-What was I thinking?
-It's easy to hate me, right?

Fine, hate me, blame me. No problem.

I know this.

Why are you here?

If you're fine with it,
if you know what's going on...

...what are you doing here?

I don't know that.

Leyla, you...

I met you just as I was thinking
"It's been years, I can handle this now."

You were right before me
as soon as I came back.

You're making a big deal out of this.

You think?

Me?

Yes, you.

I don't care about it.

Leyla, after the day we spent together...

I don't recall anything.

You don't?

What we couldn't have
didn't leave any marks?

The things that were left uncompleted?

They don't matter, huh?

Running into each other after all these
years mean nothing, as well?

Nothing.

Zilch.

Okay.

All right, Leyla.

Tell me, what are we doing next?

I'll tell you.

We will be at war.

At war?

Damn right.

I will beat you.

I'll beat faith, the board, the world.

And I will beat you the most.

I'm your enemy, huh?

I'm the culmination
of the injustice in the world.

Exactly.

Fine. All right, Leyla.

Let's fight.

No advantages, no mercy.

Cause, I will have no mercy on you.

All right, me neither.

You will see.

Cause, you think it's your right to be
merciless and rude.

But one day you will see
where I'm coming from.

Until then, Leyla...

...let's fight.

Fire!

It's a deal.

-Deal.
-Let's see what time will bring.

We'll see.

I don't fear what's coming.

I know. I don't fear what's coming, either.

And, Leyla...

...surprises await.

A brand new and exciting journey.

Good night.

Oh! Mrs. Güler.

Doesn't she know I quit?

Hello? Mrs. Güler, good evening.
How are you?

I'm great honey.
The conferences went amazing.

I was calling you for our annual
philanthropy dinner.

You must have prepared
an amazing night for me as Asude.

Um... The thing is...

...I'm not managing Asude anymore.

But I have a surprise for you.

I have my own place now.

Oh! Really?

I'm shocked.

Yes. That happened.

Great! Congrats, dear. I'm proud of you.

Then, we'll have my dinner
at your new place.

Um... If it's okay for you?

Of course. Female entrepreneurships.
My favourite.

All right, book us for the 17th.

You can forward the details to Nermin.

Okay, I'll talk to Nermin.

Thank you so much, I'm so glad you called.

Me, too, honey. Congrats, again. Kisses.

See you, thanks.

The 17th? What have I done?

JUNE 17TH

June 17th? How will I pull this off?

Leyla?

Are you okay, honey?

I'm fine.

I just needed to hear your voice.

Call me in the morning, not this late.

Mükü.

Just say "You can do it."

You can to anything
you set your mind to, mad girl.

I love you.

Me, too.

Was that enough?

More than enough.

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MEETING WITH INTERIOR DECORATOR

STAFF
İSKENDER

NAME

My heart skipped a beat once. For a girl.

I mean, heart ache feels like the end
of the road. It's like nothing else.

Look at your attitude!
I'm going crazy! Seriously!

-All right, Leyla. Calm down!
-I won't!

And it's right across Asude.

So, the rent will be quite high.

Why do you want to rent it?

I'll open a restaurant.

But it's right across Asude.

If you're planning to take in the overflow
from Asude, that's clever.

Asude's overflow?

It's almost impossible to get a table there.

Those people can cross the road to you.

-But of course...
-What?

I've never seen a realtor like you
bad mouthing his property.

What? You don't want to rent it?

-I'll contact you to Mrs. Süreyya.
-All right.

I'll meet her.
Let's get this torture over with.

Let's meet in your office.

With Mrs. Süreyya? In my office?

I can't even get one of her cats in there.

-Hello, welcome.
-Hi.

-Good day.
-You?

No, I won't go in.

What? No way.

Yeah. I'm allergic to cats.

You go ahead. It's psychological.

Good day, see you.

Please come in, the cats will get out.

Sorry.

What is this smell?
Are you cooking cabbage again?

Please.

Hello, Mrs. Süreyya.

Have a seat, dear.

Not there. Türkan will scratch you.

-Here...
-Yeah, yeah. Sit.

Hello, I'm Leyla.

Where are you from?

Hang on.

I couldn't take a guess.

But you look Aegean.

Yes, actually North Aegean.

But I was raised by someone from Black Sea.

-I mean, both cultures...
-You look a little Macedonian, too.

Yıldız! What are you doing? Get down!

Oh! Get down!

Down!

Naughty girl! You see what she did?

Mrs. Süreyya, I was talking to the realtor
for you place on the street.

Are you married?

Oh, you're not.

You have a boyfriend?

-No.
-What do you mean?

Oh?!

Fine!

What do you do?

Sorry?

What do I do what?

Horny!

Come here.

Me?

Mmm! Look he always hides here. He's scared.

Oh, sweetie. I found him on the street.

So cold, hungry. But you know males,
they scratch everything.

You want him?

No, I don't spend time at home.
I can't look after him.

Oh? How so?

Don't you have any pets?

I mean...

Take him. You'll keep each other company.
You can be friends.

You'll laugh together, cry together.
Take him.

Oh!

Fine.

All right, it's fine, honey.

So, you love someone,
but he doesn't love you back.

Let him go, don't fuss over it.
Just have fun.

It's his loss.

Don't waste your time like that.
Men are fun.

But their frontal lobes are not developed.

I guess all the fighting
damage their brains.

You know the shoot balls with their head?
Maybe that's why.

Don't worry about stuff like that.

Don't expect them to be smart...

Türkan, what are you doing?!
I wasn't talking to you, honey.

Çisem is not coming back from Monte Carlo.

-She'll stay there.
-What? Aren't you married?

Not officially.

Dad, enough with that Çisem.
How old is she?

Not too old, a little older than you.

I can see that.

But aren't you tired?

I am actually.

But once you get going, it never ends.

If I didn't leave your mom...

-Never mind!
-No, tell me. What if you didn't?

Maybe nothing.

We were wrong to begin with.

You took the fall. We left you alone, Cem.

We were never there for you
when you needed us.

Unfortunately, I realized this too late.

Don't worry dad, I'm over it.

It's done. Don't rehash it.

I have a different view about you, about mom.

I'm into now, the moment.

-Mrs. Süreyya, about the rent...
-What do you want?

56.

Why?

That's all I can afford.

And it will be good for you, too.
I'm planning on moving in this month.

No, I mean you already have
many places on the street.

-You don't need this kind of...
-Oh.

That stupid man, he told me.

Ah, not you, honey. Ooh!

You want to open a restaurant?

You realize it's really close to Asude, right?

No, I'm not scared of Asude.
I opened Asude.

Then, we made it into a chain restaurant.

Now, I'm starting something new.

Hmm.

Ah, I'll say yes if I like the name.

Leyla.

Not yours, the restaurant.

Really?

You will make a business decision
based on that?

I can afford making decisions
on a whim, dear.

Besides, I don't care about
business and stuff.

I don't even care about stuff like that.

What's the name?

Lougiria.

Lougiria?

-It means...
-I know.

Oh...

Coco!

Get us a drink, dear!

A drink to start a new relationship.

All right, then.

-Good day, Cemal.
-Good day, Miss Leyla.

Cemal.

Miss Leyla?

-How are you?
-I'm good.

Um... I have a favour to ask.
But it's quite stupid.

I won't be offended if you say no.

No, please, Miss Leyla. Yes?

Is we stuck with the first love,
with the first wife...

...if we didn't run away,
it would actually be nice.

But we couldn't.

In the end, some things can't be bought.

You'll be offside eventually. He did, too.

I really did.

And we're old.

I'm like, "I should find a young girl,
to make me feel alive."...

...but after some time,
you start looking for something else.

-That first thing.
-First love?

No. A companion.

You can't live alone.

Dolce vita all those years.

Then, you end up alone.

I'm like "I have back pain, I can't ski.

I can't get up that hill.

Let's sit, have a conversation."

You know, it doesn't work.

Dad, you asked for it.

Boy, I got everything I asked for.

But, there's always a "but".

But we asked for the wrong thing.

Look, he followed my way, too.

You should be careful what you want.

No, Cem is different, dad.

He's not like us.

How so?

Is he?

Yes, grandpa.

I want one girl.

I want to say "She's my heart, my mind,
my everything." when I see her.

I want to be with her all the time.
I want to explore her.

I want to worry about her.

I want to get to know her.

More and more every day.

I wonder what she does in the morning
the most.

Is she silent?
Does she have too much energy?

What is the first thing she does?
Does she get too thirsty?

Would she be happy
if I make her some juice?

What would make her happy?
What would make her smile?

I feel like you went beyond
the hypothetical.

I feel like this woman has a name.

Hmm? This woman you are so curious about?

Anyway, I'm worse than you are.

Fine, let's put out his fire.

-No way!
-Yeah, yeah! Come on!

It's obvious. Cheers.

Welcome back to the country.

You did great, son.

London was too cold. We couldn't visit you.

Dad, come on!

He couldn't visit!

Have some of that.

-Eat up, son.
-What is that? Bag cheese?

One for the road.

I was eyeing this one, dad. Thanks.

Take it. One for the road.

Dad, he's wasted.

You're right.

Grown man, talking behind my back.
I can hear you. I really do.

Not behind your back, son.
Right on your face.

I'm wasted, all right.

-Good day!
-Hang on.

Wait. Goodness...

I raised a terrible child.

Thank you dear.

Welcome, Mr. Cem.

Good evening, Mr. Cemal.

No, Mr. Cem. I'm on duty.

-Here.
-If you insist, fine.

No, Mr. Cemal. I mean, throw it away.

Oh! Sorry. Sure, I will.

-Mr. Cemal?
-Yes?

-Have you seen Leyla?
-Yes, I have.

Is she home?

No... Now?

No, I've seen her in the morning.
She went on a trip.

She's not back yet.

She went on a trip? Why?
We were supposed to be at war.

We were fighting.

I don't get it, Mr. Cem.

Even I don't get it, how could you?

Why she left? Where she left?

How did she go?

A trip... We were at war?

There won't be no war without Leyla.

No Leyla, no war, Mr. Cemal.

No Leyla, no war. Am I right?

Right.
Can you throw this out, too, Mr. Cemal?

Good evening. Good night.

Thanks.

-Welcome, Mr. Cem. Enjoy.
-Thanks.

You need anything else?

Send the old oils to recycling.
I don't want to see old cans around!

A chef in Spain does this.

-Just one mussel?
-Yes.

Perfect size, perfectly served,
only one mussel.

An extraordinary bite size experience.

A single great moment.

Exactly.

A single great moment.

Not spoonful's of average pleasure.

One single peak.

Leyla is not here.

-She left for a trip.
-A trip?

-Now?
-Yes.

I smell a rat, İskender.

Leyla wouldn't leave at a time like this.

She won't let here run riot.

She used to be like this.

Disappearing in the night
being absent in the morning.

Then, she would suddenly appear at noon.

We'd find out that she was
having breakfast at Aunt Ümmü.

Aunt Ümmü?

Leyla and her suppliers.

The only people she can get along.

She puts us mere mortals through hell
but act so kindly to them.

You mean she went to Asude's suppliers?

Call them, İskender. Do it.

-How are you? I can hear the lambs?
-Hello?

Hello, Gülten?

Send me all contact details of
all suppliers. It's urgent, okay?

-Okay.
-She was there yesterday?

Leyla, right?

All right. Okay. Thanks.

Leyla is opening a restaurant. On the 17th.

And making deals with the suppliers.

Where are you going?

-Guess.
-Sure you want to win?

-If you win, it means...
-I know what it means, İskender.

Ces't la vie.

-Leyla's here!
-Leyla's here!

-Leyla!
-How are you, Leyla!

I'm fine, and you?

-Fine! Welcome!
-Esra! Nihal!

Oğuz, you're here, too?

-Hello!
-What did you get us?

Come along!

Let's see what's here.

Ta-da!

Is this for me?

-No, it's mine!
-No, mine!

Don't fight. I got one for each of you.

Thank you.

And you'll finish those books
until next time I'm here, okay?

-Okay.
-Exchange them when you're done.

-And you read them after your sisters.
-Okay.

You'll stay a while, right?
I have to give Little Prince back.

No, give it to a friend in your school.

-Okay. Thanks.
-Here.

-You're welcome.
-Thanks!

-Here you go.
-Thank you! Grandpa!

Look who's here!

Oh, welcome, Miss Leyla.

Thank you, Uncle Hilmi.
The kids grew up so fast.

Thanks, they are all amazing.

Come on in. We're in the living room.

We have a lot of guests today.

What are you doing here?

I came to chat with Uncle Hilmi.

We like each other a lot.

Yes, we did. He's so sweet. I'm glad we met.

-Cem?
-Yeah.

Mmm. So sweet.

Don't leave him under the sun, tough.
He will melt away.

No. I've melted once.
Not happening again, don't worry.

Tea or coffee, girl?

Coffee, Uncle Hilmi, if it's no bother.

But no sugar.

Okay.

I will win. You will be sorry.

We'll see.

So, this is the start.

Let's go.

This is 1-0 for me already.
You cannot win this. No way.

We'll see.

What do you say, Uncle Hilmi?

Foreigner kicking the local out.

Don't you have any morals? Honour?

And shame on you, Uncle Hilmi.

He disregarded all our history.

You said I was like a daughter to you.

No, Leyla. Take this seriously.

And he's like "This is already 1-0."

You'll see, Cem Kumcu.

You think I'll let you run around?

Ugh!

Why is it always a challenge for me?
Can't I get the edge just once?

Come on, nice sheep!

Go.

Come on, run along.

Come on!

You can do this.

I've been on such steep roads.
You think I can't take you?

We can do it.

Come on, sweet girl.

Ugh! He's already here.

Take a dump, girl.

Mrs. Fatma, can we just have a talk?

Not Fatma! Fatoş!

All right, Mrs. Fatoş. As you like.

Not "missus". Sister. You'll say "sister".

Why so formal?

-Where's Leyla?
-Mrs. Fatoş. Leyla left the company.

-Can I just explain the situation.
-I don't care.

I know Leyla. She will tell me
if something's going on.

She will tell me if I'll work with you.

Dear God! Who are you?

I'd be the talk of the village
if I let whoever knocks on my door in.

Sister Fatoş, come on.
The situation is a little hard to explain.

-I will tell you. If you don't want to...
-What will we talk about?

I talk to Leyla.

Call Leyla on your phone.

I don't know who the hell you are!

-Sister Fatoş, I just...
-Fine. I'll call her. Wait.

-Why don't we talk first.
-Wait!

Hang on a minute.

Sister Fatoş!

I'm here.

Leyla, where have you been?

This guy is driving me crazy.

Dear God! He's saying you quit.

Don't worry about it, Sister Fatoş.
Why don't you put the kettle on?

-You must have some bagels, too.
-Yes, just baked them.

You must be hungry.
Let's get something to eat first.

The mister slaughtered
a free range hen yesterday.

They don't taste like city chicks.

That was for you.

Got that.

You must be full after all those words,
I guess.

I had enough at Uncle Hilmi, thanks.

Fine. 1-1.

You stepped on it?

I know shortcuts.

Let it go.
I collected these people in years.

You can't win.

You did but you have a clause
in all of their agreements.

It says you can't work with anywhere else.

You did it to yourself.
I didn't do anything.

You forgot about that clause?

Are you trying to stop me with that?

I'm not trying to cut you off.

Then, step away, Cem.

You said we were at war?

Yes but not by stabbing in the back.

You said, "No mercy".

Fine. So be it. Have it your way.

Let's fight. I'll win anyway.

Uncle Mahmut! Uncle Mahmut!

Excuse me! I'm Cem. Good day.
Can we talk if you have time?

Leyla, I feel for you
but you have too much risk.

It's risky, Uncle Mahmut.

Uncle Mahmut, I promise you won't make less.

I'll even do marketing for you.

You have another place in my heart.

You've done everything
we asked for but...

But, your work, family, dozens of people
that need this job.

It's a risk, Uncle Mahmut.

You won't have any risk with me.

Remember, that's how we started with you.

You know you're like a daughter to me.

I love you.

I don't want you to be sad.

But you know I have six kids.

Their school, the food...

I get paid everyday by this company.

From 17 restaurants.

I can't work with just one.

Can you guarantee 17 restaurant
worth of income to me?

Can you guarantee that
my family will never go hungry?

Am I right?

You are.

What are you doing? Picking flowers?

Oh!

By the way I got the garlic from Mrs. İlhan.

Fine! Good job!

You need help?

Go ahead. You have the advantage.

Don't do that. It's getting dark.

Get in. We can handle that in the morning.

I can handle it myself.

I know. "Leyla handles everything."

What was that?

Don't be stubborn. Get in.

I don't want to!

Fine. Let me have look. Maybe I can fix it.

-Huh?
-Sure!

You must have cool hobbies like
collecting and fixing old cars.

Do women really find men attractive
while they do work like this?

No.

No?

All the commercials, movies?
Are they all lies?

I don't know what genre of movies
you watch but it's not attractive at all.

Men make those up.

Men get cocky even while
playing games if women are watching.

As if we'll be like
"Wow! He plays ball so well!

Let me fall in love with that guy."

You don't?

If you think being capable of something
is related with women's appreciation...

...you're pathetic.

Women don't win for sympathy,
they win for themselves.

You have no mercy.

Not me. Life is.

My biggest fear realized.

Being alone with me?

No.

At night time...

Cem, it's dark.
We'll get eaten by wilder beasts.

Leyla, wilder beast should be afraid of you.

You have a jack in the car?

-I don't know, Cem.
-You know, you put under the car...

I don't know, go and look around.

Do I have it?

I'm looking.

You have it.

-Cem, it's not working?
-I'm at it.

Done?

No. This won't work, Leyla.

Too dark, I can't see a thing.

-We'll do it tomorrow.
-Cem, there's no hotels here.

We're in the middle of nowhere.
What do we do?

We'll get in my car. Turn on the AC.

I have hot coffee in the thermos.

And some nice music.

No, I won't get in your car.

Fine.

Everybody sleeps in their own car.

Cem, I'm sc...

The car won't start. I'll freeze to death.

Then, we sleep in my car, Leyla.
Any other options?

No. I won't stay with you.

As if I want to.

Cem!

Can we go to Sister Ümmü?
It will take just two hours.

Leyla, I'm so sleepy. And I'm tired.

Don't make me drive over there
on roads I don't know.

Please, don't be so stubborn.
Let's sleep here.

Can we take turns driving?

Cem.

Then, we sleep like angels.
Cottages are amazing.

And toast with butter in the morning.

Sister Ümmü is known for her breakfast.

How are you? Are you sleepy?

I'm fine.

I'll take over soon.

Are we there?

Morning.

What time is it?

Two.

It's been three hours?

-I'm so sorry I...
-It's fine.

I had a great view driving.

You can't see in the dark.

Even darkness cannot hide beauty.

Look at the moon. Looks amazing!

So white.

Legend says cold and lifeless.

I mean it's subjective.

Because of the unending pain
inside the Moon Goddess Artemis's.

That's why the moon is like that.

I mean, cold, barren, gloomy.

Heartbreak.

Come on.

I can go myself.

Mehmet, Mustafa, get up.

-Girl, come on.
-I won't go to school today!

Not to school, to our bed.

You kicked me out yesterday!

Son, we were just going to
watch some show.

Come on, hurry.

Take this, too. Girl, get your cover.

Get the pillows.

-The sheets are over there, Leyla.
-Okay.

I'm sorry, we have one room.

It's okay, Sister Ümmü.
We're sorry to bother you so late.

No bother. Just laying a set of sheets.

Get some rest, sleep well.

We'll have a nice chat at breakfast.

Breakfast.

I prepared something for you here.

-You can wear those.
-Thanks, I can do it.

-Sleep tight.
-Good night.

You need help?

No, I took care of it.

Turn around. I'll change.

So? What happened?

You said you wouldn't stay
in the same place with me?

Can I turn around?

Okay. You can.

-Good night.
-Good night.

I have to take this.
I can only sleep with three pillows.

What are you doing?!

-What?
-You're taking your pants off?

Are we teammates? Is this a locker room?

Why? Are you interested?

I didn't say that!

I don't like that kind of intimacy.

I don't want my wrinkles on my pants.

-And if you don't mind...
-Fine!

Do what you want.

As if I care.

Leyla.

Yeah?

Are you sleepy?

No.

Me, neither.

Not at all.

Are you sleepy?

Not at all.

Me, neither.

What do we do?

What do you mean?

Go to sleep, I don't know.

You should sleep anyway.

Then you'll be like "I couldn't rest,
I was tired." you know?

You... All right, I'll cover myself.

Why are you in such a hurry?
Why are you opening on the 17th?

It's a business secret. I can't tell you.

Mrs. Güler's event.

Oh! Smartass!

Not enough time.

I can do it.

You'll see. Fear me.

Me? Fear what? We have a huge company.

I'll fear your tiny restaurant?

Who built that company?

But you really did a great job.

Are you kidding me?

No, I'm serious.

I mean, I can see it up close.

You have an amazing system.

Thank you, Leyla. Congrats, really.

I wish someone didn't take it over.

-I didn't Leyla, accept that!
-Don't raise your voice!

Shh!

-You started it.
-No, you do every time. Don't lie.

You really think I took over your job?

Leyla, is this what you think of me?

You came and became a co-CEO.

Then, I had to quit because of you.

Now you're the only CEO.

I didn't know this would happen.

Leyla, don't you believe me?

Well, you never believed me.

SUNA

Never mind.

Where were we?

Answer it.

I don't want to.

Excuse me.

Suna?

I'll be right there.

You were in the other dorm, right?
I'll call you. I'll visit.

I have to go.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Leyla. I don't know the last name
but she stays here.

Can you let her know I'm here?

It's important.

Please.

What?

-Leyla, I...
-Go away!

And never come back.

-Leyla, what are you saying?
-I said go!

I don't want you.

-Leyla, what's wron...
-What are you still on about?

I said I don't want you.

You can't come and go as you like.

Leyla, that's not what I want.
If you let me explain...

I let you once, Cem.

Now go and never come back.

What with the rage?

How are you so tough?
Is it so easy to tell me to go?

-What have I done to deserve this?
-And you ask?

You lied to me.

You lied to me, straight to my face.

You said you don't have a girlfriend.

-Girlfriend?
-Don't lie to me, Cem.

I don't buy it.

I know about Suna.

We go to the same school, Cem. I've seen you.

And you left as soon as she called.

Don't embarrass yourself, Cem.
Why am I giving you an explanation?

Just go and never come back.

No, I won't give you an explanation, Leyla.

Cause you don't even deserve an explanation
with this prejudice and rudeness.

I'm getting hot. I'll go out.

Let's have an apple.

Just like its name. Here.

Nope.

Apples. They're there for everyone.

In summer, in winter.

No matter if you're rich or poor,
it's always there.

Like a gift to humanity.

Look.

Nothing can go wrong
by the time you eat an apple.

When life gets you down,
when everything looks gloomy...

...stop and eat an apple.

Just stop.

That's what I always do.

Very nice mantra.

You know?

What?

Not enough time.

Let's not talk about that.

We stopped and we're eating an apple.

Dorber law.

Heard about it?

No.

You count how many times
the crickets chirp in eight seconds.

You add five.

You get the temperature.

No way!

Really?

Yeah, sure.

Let's count!

Time it. Eight seconds, right?

-Eight.
-Okay, I'll start.

Stop! Started?

-I did.
-Can you start over?

-All right.
-Wait.

Reset. Ready.

Start!

13. I counted 13. You?

I couldn't.

Come on!

Anyway, what is it?

18 degrees.

Wow! That's amazing!

What law what that?

-The Dorber law.
-Dorber law.

Great.

By the way...

...I can do it.

All that work, papers, renovations.

Even preparing the menu.

How will you make time for all?

I don't know.

Where will you open it?
Location is important.

-Leyla. Look, while you still can...
-I'm sleepy.

I'm leaving.

We were doing fine
until she finished the apple.

Anyway.

Taking Mrs. Güler where?

What restaurant?

Put me through Mrs. Güler!

Out of the country?

All right, as soon as she comes back!

All right. I have to go.

What's going on?

Don't ask.

-Would you like anything?
-No. Go away.

He heard the news.

Haldun, this is serious.
What is this girl trying to do?

Don't let her open the restaurant.

Is it that easy? Hero corner market
against the supermarket, huh?

Don't worry, I won't let her.

I'll take care of her.

What will you do?

I'll see what I can do
after a few phone calls.

Haldun, for the last time.
Don't let it get out of hand.

You got this, okay?

I don't want to have any troubles later.
Strike while it's hot.

Before she gets too brave.

I will. Leyla. Little Leyla.

She won't be any trouble.

Leyla was all we needed, huh!

-Yes, Mr. Haldun?
-Cem, bring a taste menu until 20:00...

...to Mrs. Güler's house.
-Okay. What time?

Okay, I got this.

I'm out of town right now.
I'll do it when I get back. Okay, bye.

Leyla?

Oh...

Morning.

I slept so deep.

My back is so stiff.

I'm in real pain. How are you?

I'm great.

These mattresses are my childhood.

Amazing.

Anyway, let's go.

Oh!

What?

Toasted country bread smell.

Come on! Hurry!

Leave it! Breakfast is ready!

-Good morning, Leyla!
-Morning, Uncle Bülent.

The guys got your car fixed
in the morning, it's here.

Thank you so much.

Mr. Cem, I got your car here, too.

Why did you park somewhere else?

I don't know the area, sir.
Thank you so much.

By the way, how much was it?

No way! I'm here.

This is not business, you're our guest.

Guys almost couldn't found the car.

I could never find it.

Our roads are a little complicated.
Good thing you had Mr. Cem with you.

Or you'd be sleeping on the mountain.

There are a lot of hogs and wolves here.

No, I'd be fine.

But I'm glad Mr. Cem was here.

Mr. Bülent, about our deal.
I think there's nothing to talk about.

You have a long and sweet history with Leyla.

-So, I don't...
-He has no idea about that kind of thing.

You know, being a plaza person.

They have no real relationships.

But this butter... You make it, right?

No, the girls make it. Bless them.

All right, we can talk then.

-Fine.
-I don't want it. Give me the walnuts.

You can give the butter to Mr. Cem.

But don't.

Don't let the girls make it.

Allow them to have an education.

They can go on making it if they like
after they graduate.

I can even get them some training.

Yes, sure.

That would be great.

My biggest regret is not going to school.
I want my girls to have an education.

Yes. So that they can stand on
their own two feet.

You're right.

I don't want the butter.
They should go to school.

Just tell them it's very great.
Thank them for me.

I've been to so many countries,
but haven't had butter like this.

Congratulations.

I'm ready to do whatever I can
about their education, too.

Thank you.

-Thank you so much. Thanks.
-God speed.

We'll be out of your hair so,
you can tend to the animals.

-Good bye.
-See you, Uncle Bülent.

-Come again.
-All right, see you.

-Drive safe.
-Don't worry.

So? That's it?

We're done. Back to İstanbul.

What's the score?

Tied still.

Good.

Leyla! Drive close to me.

Don't worry this was my last stop.

No, not that. Your car broke down.

Maybe it will happen again.

Thanks.

What is it again?

Roll down.

Yes?

Leyla, the 17th is impossible.

You don't even have a chef.

Are you trying to break my spirit?

That's your new strategy?

I'm just concerned.

Don't worry. I know what I'm doing.

You're too proud.

Don't push it. That's all I'm saying.

It's fine if you can't.

Don't make it an issue of pride.
That's all I'm saying.

Ah, you're sure I'll lose
so, you already started consoling me?

Don't worry.
The restaurant WILL BE opened.

Fine. Suit yourself.

Just wanted to give you a final warning.

Thanks. Is that all?

That's all.

Ugh!

Pull away so I can go.

I am!

All right.

Always mad at me. Why?

Let's go, Miss Leyla.
Early bird catches the worm.

I'll show you tie score.

Captain Onur!

Clams again?

Can I taste it this time?

Not yet.

The plate hasn't smiled at me yet.

I'll know in a month.

Have you seen Leyla?

I did.

We fought. You?

You must have spoken with her.

She tell you the latest?

No, we haven't spoken.

Not at all.

Why? What did she do?

Guess.

Classic Leyla.

Classic.

Pasta?

-Hello?
-Hello, Miss Leyla.

I'm calling on behalf of the bank.

Yes, I was expecting your call.

Unfortunately your loan application
has been denied.

But why?

You keep texting me all the time
about how you can give me a loan!

What happened?

The thing is, you quit your job.

We've seen it in your service record.

Your income is zero now, right?

-Yes.
-How will you pay us back...

...without an income?
We cannot have...

I'll pay once the restaurant is open.

Why would I ask for money
if it was open?

Listen, Miss Leyla you need collateral.
You don't have any savings, either.

-I used to have it.
-Any property you own?

No.

Anyone to back you up?

No.

Listen, Miss Leyla...

...we can still get you a loan
based on your past references.

But the number you asked for is impossible.
Maybe one 20th of it.

That won't be enough.

Then, sorry but we cannot help you.

She didn't even tell me.

People in the business told me.

We've been on this road together for years.

Or so I thought.

We were just crawling, it seems.

Would you go to her, if she called?

You're my boss now.

Better if I don't answer.

-You resent her.
-Very.

You?

How are you?

She put you in a tight spot, too.

Like you said, classic Leyla.

Can't make heads or tails.

I don't know how her family was,
how they gave her this confidence.

But she's too stubborn.

Leyla's family?

She doesn't.

Leyla doesn't have anyone.

What?

She just doesn't.

She grew up on her elementary school
teacher's mattress.

These mattresses are my childhood.

She had no one?

She's an army on her own.
So, it doesn't matter.

She doesn't need people like us
mere mortals do.

Hello? Hi, Necmi.

Yes, that's right.

No, don't be. I'm quite all right.

No, it's fine. You can talk to Mr. Cem.
Necmi, tell you what.

You had an uncle, you know?

The one you didn't like so much.

Who was he conned by?

Yeah! Okay. No.

Let's not call him a loan shark.
He lives in your neighbourhood, right?

Okay. Necmi.

Listen to me.

I need to see that man, quick.

Will you talk to her about it?

Why she didn't tell you?
Why she didn't make you an offer?

I don't know. I need to calm down first.

Maybe she didn't think
I was good enough or didn't trust me.

Years down the drain, you know?

But I'm very offended.

I know who she will go to actually.

But she will be a world of trouble for her.

Let's see if she makes that mistake.

-Who?
-Don't ask.

But she will. Leyla will. She's crazy. Nuts.

Miss Leyla?

-Yes?
-Mr. İsmail is expecting you in the room.

-All right. Thanks.
-You're welcome.

Hello.

-Hello. Welcome, Miss Leyla.
-Thanks.

After Mr. Necmi called, we looked into you.

I'm a regular at Asude.

Great job, to be frank.

Thank you so much.

-But...
-It's hard to be the short straw.

I hear you're opening a new place.

You spent your money on renovations
but you're missing 750,000 liras.

Actually 687,000.

But how do you know?

-You're a loan...
-Please.

We refer ourselves as a bank
that trusts the people.

-Water?
-No, thanks.

We are working with estimation experts.

After Mr. Necmi called,
our friends went to your restaurant.

We ran some calculations as to how
much opening the restaurant will cost.

You are eligible for the loan.

-Thanks.
-That's it?

I mean, we're done?

Just a few small details.

13% interest for the first 12 months.
If it's all right with you?

13%?!

Isn't that too much?

I don't think so. Is it?

-It is.
-Suit yourself, Miss Leyla.

We never insist. Your consent is key.

As you wish. Would you like lahmacun?

No. Thank you.

What about penalties?
Like if I can't pay you back?

Second small detail,
if you can't pay two months in a row...

...the restaurant is our, as in mortgages.

The whole restaurant?

I mean, just after two payments?

Don't you worry about those.

You are a successful business woman.

What you've done in Asude is obvious.

By the way, I am a fan of you.

It doesn't look like you're a fan at all.

You know the saying, you can't be
a hero if you can't take the sharp turns.

You think?

Um... So, what do we do?

If it's all right with you...

-We're here for the party.
-Please, miss.

Come on, let's see Cem.

Miss Leyla.

-Good evening, Cemal.
-Good evening, Miss Leyla.

Miss Leyla, you gave my car
a complete overhaul.

You didn't have to.

I felt so humbled.

Don't worry about it, Cemal.

But...

What's with the crowd? Is there a party?

Yes, miss. There's a welcome party
in Mr. Cem's apartment.

Good. Welcome.

Um, you?

-Me what?
-Won't you attend?

I will, Cemal. Partying with Cem
is all I need right now.

-Anyway, good night.
-Good night, miss.

Why is he here?

Mrs. Neriman made a complaint I guess.

It wasn't me.

-What?
-If someone complained about the noise.

I didn't make the complaint.

Was I disturbed? Frankly, I was.
But I didn't make the complaint.

Must be someone else.

We are not alone in the building, right?

I wouldn't be so petty anyway.

You get on top of me.

I mean... No, top floor. Mrs. Neriman.

Sometimes, I listen to music.
Not as loud as you, I might add.

Mrs. Neriman knocks on the wall.

But that is nothing compared to
the racket you're making.

-But...
-Leyla, what are you talking about?

There's no complaint.

Why did you say I complained then?

I didn't say that, you did.

I didn't say I made a complaint.

Oh, you said Mrs. Neriman...

I didn't say Mrs. Neriman, either.

You didn't? Who did?

You did.

Oh! So, why are you here?

If you're inviting me over canapés
with salmon...

...I'm not in the mood for a party.

Leyla, you talk too much.

I...

I wanted to ask you about the chef.
Will you be the chef?

I can be, if I want to.
You'll eat your fingers with my cooking.

-Let's have a cook-off.
-Fine.

I'll win.

You told me how great my cooking was.

Back in the day. Eggs benedict.
I cooked for you.

I don't like it.

Why do you have it on Asude's menu, then?

I have it because guests like it.

But I'd never eat it.

And that one you made was really bad.

Oh, you remember?

You said you didn't.

I didn't.

Eggs benedict. And that day...
You know.

Bad tastes leave a mark.

-İskender...
-What about him?

Nothing. He said you could do
something crazy about the chef.

What will you do?
Who do you have in mind?

Wow, İskender knows me so well.

You're very close with İskender.

He knows you best.

I mean, İskender always says "Classic Leyla".

Good catch phrase, right?

Mr. Cem, if with all your charm...

...your hair...

...your button is off...

...and your nice scent,...

...you wanted come to my door,
find out who my chef is...

...and make him and offer,
I'm not stupid.

That is not happening.

I see.

I'm very sorry for the inconvenience
with the music.

Say hi to Mrs. Neriman for me. Good night.

Do it. Pull whatever crazy stunt you want.

Get in all the trouble you want.

But just because I'm thinking of you...

Good night.

If you only knew the trouble I'm in.

-How much you ask?
-Yes, how much for the offer?

How much do you ask?

I don't get it. I don't want anything.

Take him, he's yours.
He made my life a living hell.

You're giving up such a talented chef
so easily?

I'd like to fire him,
but he will eventually find a way in.

I fear for my life.

Don't drive me crazy!
You're not going anywhere!

You're not going anywhere!

Don't drive me nuts!
Don't make me go there!

Don't put these here!

You're not going anywhere!

Don't hang up! Don't!

She's having a row with her boyfriend again.

This stress will kill me. I'm sick of this.

-At least three days in a week.
-I won't have it!

I'm losing it!

-She's looking.
-Are you talking about me?

Are you talking about me?

Scram!

Take her. Have fun.

Really?

Clean this up!

Please take her with you
before I lose my mind.

What? Right next to us?

She already did?

How could Mrs. Süreyya rent her the place?

Huh? Is she nuts?

Well, yeah. She is.
Hang up.

Crazy women will be the end of us.

I had enough!

-Mr. Cem?
-Morning.

What's wrong?

Something's wrong?

I smell a Leyla again.

Cem?

-You heard?
-What?

This is your backstage.

With your help, we'll finish the stage
and our girl will be perfect.

Uh-huh.

I have a few ideas
about the character of the place.

I haven't made up my mind yet.

I need a few touches.

-Uh-huh.
-Should it be a testy Black Sea girl?

Or a confident, dark skinned
Mediterranean girl?

Or a girl from the Aegean Sea?

Uh-huh.

Aylin, are you listening to me?

Uh-huh.

-Aylin!
-Yes?

Are you actually interested in this place?

Oh mon dieu!
Do I really have to look to see?

Your ventilation is not enough.

You have to change it.
Or boost it but that's a temporary fix.

The wet areas are busted.

Everywhere is yellow. Look here.

Come close, there's a weird smell here.

Either add a filter or change it.
It's your call.

The cooler will not work here.
I'll have two more men in this place.

We'll place it over there.
Make this area larger.

Cutting board...
This is not enough for me.

I want another one here.

I have an excellent contact for shellfish.
Mehmet the Crab.

The bomb. You'll go nuts.

I'm texting you his number.

But we don't have shellfish on the menu.

You will.

What? We'll just do kebab?

It will be perfect. You'll love it.

Fine. All right.

Oh, and I need four more power outlets.

And Leyla get the system checked.
Just in case.

I'm thinking about putting the cables
under the floor.

Fine, whatever you like.

Oh, Leyla listen.

I do a perfect job.

I'm all yours with my skin and bones
and my crew.

But other than that, I have to be myself
in the kitchen. All right?

You can criticize me all you want
about my work.

But I draw the line for the rest. Okay?

-Okay.
-I'm not your slave. Gorilla!

-I'm not your slave.
-Excuse me?

It's a voice message, honey.

Voice message.

But who did I send it to?

Leave if you dare!
But call your insurance guy.

Call him, I know where your car is.

I dare you!

It burns.

You just wait.

I'm talking about this.

Oh, that?

It will pass.

What is this?

It means "Bring it on!".

Good luck.

And this is the ground floor.

Şinasi, what's wrong?
Your battery is dead? You're stuck.

You wanted to say something?

Like "good luck"?

This has such a common people vibe.

-What do you mean?
-You realize the light here?

I'm not sure at all.

This part is completely dark.
It's depressing.

Top floor has so much light,
it's like the sun is in there.

You'd see the pores on your girlfriends face.

You can count the blackheads one by one.

Lack of self-confidence?

Or worse you have no idea?

I mean, you're not like the women who
opens a restaurant...

...because she's tired of spending
her husband's money.

Maybe you should quit and do that?

Well how will you find a husband?

-But this place...
-Oh, Şinasi!

Thanks, you're so kind as usual.

I am. You know, honey.

Kind and a realist.

Leyla, you need me.

Excuse me?

Leyla...

...do you really think
you can pull this off without me?

Anyway, you're in luck.

I'm in!

But Şinasi, you can't quit Asude and...

Besides, I can't pay you
as much as I used to.

And we don't even know
if this place will catch on.

Keep those vibes away.

Şinasi, this is just a little...

Oh, enough!
Stop talking like the little orphan.

Don't depress me. I said I'm in. Period.

You can't buy me with money anyway.

We'll be famous.

Are you sure?

Leyla, I can't have peace without you.

And nobody will put up with me but you.

Don't leave me!

15 days? No way.

Yes, but this is Leyla.

The crew is dysfunctional, Mr. Cem.
No way.

Even the paint won't be dry that that,
I'm telling you.

Everything is possible if Leyla is involved.

Come on, back to work.

Stay cool, Leyla. It'll be fine.

Everything will be fine.

No! Guys ragazzi, please.

What do you mean no?

Leyla, I have to think about this. No.

Aylin, I'm paying these man
by the second to build this oven.

The meter started running
when they left their house in Genova.

Come with me.

-What do you mean no?
-No way.

-What do you mean?
-We don't have a qualified crew.

We're not ready, we don't have time.

Miss Leyla? We came here for nothing?

I don't know that the problem is,
but we have to start right away.

We don't have time.

Miss Leyla, make a decision.

-Aylin.
-No way!

Leyla, I don't feel good about this.

I have to sleep on it. No way.

What is this? What's the little one doing?

She's fighting her own fight.

Trying to survive from scratch.

Against us? She's like Don Quixote.

I wonder who her Sancho Panza is?

Şinasi?

İskender didn't play along with him.

I thought he would be gullible enough
to say yes but he turned out to be smart.

Actually, Leyla didn't make an offer
to İskender.

She better not.

He'll get involved in child's play,
then end up on the street.

I don't think so.

You think she can be our adversary?

And I heard she made a deal
with Aylin İleri.

Do you have any info on that?

No. I don't know her.

She's nuts.

This emotional nature of women.

That's what gets us into trouble each time.

Damn right.

It's the biggest reason why they fail.

I should get going.

What's going on?

What's with the long faces?

Nope.

We're just dandy.

Confess you're afraid of Leyla.

You know what's best all the time, right?

Anyway, you go on kicking your liver
I'll be going home after my spa.

What's wrong with her?
Why did she kick us in the balls?

You know she loves Leyla.

She's in a mood since we fired her.

Hmm. But she loves spending the money, right?

What is she questioning?

You're right. The lady has ideas!

Get on the dance floor if you dare.
It's easy to clap from afar.

Never mind. Women are like that.
She's the mother of your kids.

Yeah, I just agree with what she says, anyway.

You worked it out, you see?
Cem, take notes.

Sure, I have my notes. Got it.
Enjoy your lunch.

Look, this meat is just as I like. Raw.

We'll go bankrupt.
I'm telling you, we can't keep up.

But isn't it great?

I always wanted this,
but they didn't let me.

You're a psycho. Period.

What are we doing?

They're checking the acoustics.
Like when the customers eat.

Geez, they are nuts.

-What do you think?
-I feel like a Parisian.

Perfect.

-Not too much?
-No.

It's alive and it burns.

Not like diners, either.

I don't know about those anyway.

And it's not depressingly silent.

What the hell is an open relationship?!

You will answer that phone sooner or later.

Aylin, what's wrong?

He says "Let's love other
bodies for a while."

Fatso! You think I love your melon belly?

Who the hell are you?

Whose body, huh?

What would anyone do with your body?

You don't know about love?
About soul?

Who the hell you think you are?
Teoman?

Huh? Son of a gorilla.

He must be aware of his body, love.

-Other bodies means...
-Şinasi!

-This is for the launch?! Olive oil!
-Yes, chef!

Aylin, why don't you call him
and meet in person?

You have a new job, it's exciting.

Maybe he'll be happy for you.

-We'll talk to him as well.
-Yes, put us in the middle of the crisis.

Don't take it to me before trying.

Yes, chef!

We can tell him to be nice to you,
to be happy for you.

He can see how focused you are.

Maybe then, you can focus better.

Right?

You're right.

He should come here.

He should see this. You're right.

I can't keep calm.

I can't keep calm.

I'm calm. I'm calm.

I'm calm.

Don't listen to people! Weird!

-It's cut.
-What?!

They cut the power.
You have too many unpaid bills.

The old tenant left them.

-But Mrs. Süreyya...
-You think she cares?

Boy, is the skillet smiling at you?

-No, chef.
-Cause, you're burning it!

-Start over!
-Yes, chef!

Honey, not so thick. I said julienne.

İskender.

What are you doing?

Mrs. Güler is coming for dinner tonight.

Are you ready?

She's with us?

What do you mean "She's with us?"?!

Of course she's with us!

Where else?!

Don't stare. Get back to work!

How easy we are admitting defeat.

Mrs. Güler will be here tonight!

She will eat here!

Got that?

-Okay.
-Okay.

Come on! Vamos, vamos!
We have an event, hurry!

Bring those over.

Place them well. Straight!

Yes, this is the day.

We have a few hours left
and a whole lot of stuff to do.

Asude has a bet on us. 1 to 5.

-For or against?
-Does it look like "for"?

This is happening tonight, Şinasi.

Şinasi? Şinasi!

Hang on!

-I'm fine.
-Leave this. Sit.

Ah! Aylin! Aylin, Leyla!
We won't be on time.

We won't be on time. That nutjob Aylin still
hasn't talked to her gorilla of a boyfriend.

She's having fits down there.

Our staff is inexperienced.

I'm scared, Leyla!

Mrs. Güler will be here in 10 hours
and I feel like...

Şişo! Shut up!

Okay.

Sorry. Don't look at me like I'm sick.

I'm okay, love.

You think they will make it?

I don't think so.

I agree.

-Good evening, Mrs. İnci.
-Good evening.

Your table is ready. Please.

Merci.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome, madam.

Come on, Leyla.

-Good evening, Mr. Cem.
-Good evening. Hi.

Thanks.

Good evening, Mrs. İnci.

-Welcome.
-Thank you, Cem.

You came to watch the cute little witch?

It's an exciting evening.

My heart is pounding.

What would you like to drink?

Ah, wait.

Wow!

That's a good sign.

Anything, Cem. What do you have for me?

Mrs. İnci's favourite.

-Right away, sir.
-Please.

-Oh, good evening.
-Have a seat.

They turned the lights on, honey.

I texted Mrs. Güler.

I said "We're expecting you."

I talked to İskender, too.

Everyone will know their place.

-Ooh!
-We've been her host for years.

They'll be here soon.

Cem, look.

Mrs. Güler gave that as a present.

-What do you think?
-Worth a lot.

-Nuri İyem, right?
-Right.

You see? We have that kind of
relationship with Mrs. Güler.

Its roots go deep.

Miss Leyla is calling.

Guys.

We are embarking on
a brand new journey tonight.

I know it was hard for all of us.

We tried our best in a very short time.

And let's face it,
luck wasn't always on our side.

But we owned this.

I just want to tell you that...

...whatever the result may be,
the journey was amazing.

Let's do our best tonight.

We should at least be able to answer to
ourselves when the night is over.

And most importantly...

...let's congratulate us for what we
have achieved and for what we will do.

-Don't worry.
-Yes ma'am.

-Great, great.
-Bravo!

It'll be great.

-What the hell?
-What's going on?

Look, they turned the lights off when
they realized Mrs. Güler's not coming.

That's how you run out of business.

Power is out! But we paid the bills!

-Leyla!
-Leyla!

-What the hell is going on?!
-Şinasi, stop!

-What do we do?!
-All right!

-I'll deal with it. Call an electrician!
-Call an electrician!

You! Get more candles here.

Do you know cable work?

Do a check.

Check the fuses.

All right, we got this!

-Calm down.
-Be careful.

-Leyla!
-Şinasi!

-Tell İskender to start the checklist.
-Yes sir.

Tables ready? Do a check. Hurry!

-Leyla, pull Şinasi together. I got this.
-Okay.

-Hold it closer.
-Şinasi.

Şinasi! Come on! Get a hold of yourself!

Şinasi, calm down. Come on.

Plates ready? Everything's ready?

All right, great.

Good evening, Mrs. Güler.

Good evening.

Is it closed?

Why are the lights off?

Go! Go! To the kitchen! Go!

-To the kitchen! Hurry!
-Go! Go! Go!

-Mrs. Güler.
-Şinasi?

You work here?

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

Welcome. Welcome.

Welcome.

-Sweetheart!
-Welcome.

It's an amazing place.

Thanks.

I wouldn't expect less from you.

For a moment I thought you were closed.

No, no! No problem.

I wish you the best of luck.

Please, here.

Please.

-Get my car ready.
-Yes, sir.

Get up! We're leaving.

I should get going
before Haldun goes totally mad.

Good night, Mrs. İnci.

Good night, dear.

Hello.

-You like the place?
-Very much.

Welcome.

Everything looks great.

-Thank you so much. Enjoy your meal.
-Thanks.

We're here.

Cool. Keep cool.

You like it? Thank you so much.

We're very happy that you like it.

Everything okay?

-Everything looks amazing.
-Bon appetite.

-Thank you.
-Bon appetite.

Aylin's plates are amazing!

I was so happy to see you here.
Please come again.

-Everything was amazing. Congrats.
-Thank you.

-Best of luck.
-Thanks.

-Good night.
-Good night.

-Good night. Come again.
-Thanks.

-Come again, thanks.
-Good night.

Good night.

-Good night.
-Good night. Come again.

Good night. Thank you.

Can I go home?

Go. Everything got wasted.

-You see the nutjob?
-Don't ask.

Don't ask?

I will ask.

Excuse me?

I think this is yours.

Yeah, I mean... Mrs. Güler gave it to us.
It's yours.

She wanted us to hang it on Asude's wall.

Okay.

So, it's yours.

Thank you.

You're crazy.

You're wonderfully crazy.