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This is it:

our cosmos,

our world,

our country,

our glorious land.

A place where language makes no difference.

The silent cry of eternity within us.

Where everything begins and ends.

May darkness come.

Thank you.

You were simply incredible.

People, the Governor was in the audience.

Please stay, we'd like a joint photo.

Thank you.

The play was amazing.

Professor? There you are.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

We're taking a group photo. Where's Derya?

- Congratulations. - Thanks a lot.

- Mr. Aziz. - Yes?

The play was magnificent. Thank you so much.

Thank you.

- My husband and I were very moved. - Thank you.

What important observations you made.

People are hungry for that.

- They're tired of shallow TV series. - Fikret?

Yes.

Have you met Fikret Kocabey,

a university colleague and playwright himself.

He specializes in societal and physical hunger.

- I'll check on Derya. Good evening. - Good evening.

- You're coming to Beyzade, right? - Sure.

Don't run away now.

Mr. Aziz, sorry, excuse me.

I've been waiting for this opportunity. May I have a moment of your time?

Ms. Derya, the Governor is waiting for you for the photo.

It'll only take five minutes.

He'd be delighted if you came out.

BERLIN AS ANKARA

Security forces have responded to terrorist attacks

aimed at disrupting the country's stability.

Clashes continue in Eastern and Southeastern Anatolia,

while protests persist in major cities.

Where in Ayrancı are you headed?

- Do you know Güvenlik Street? - I do.

We'll get out at the Melis bakery.

Excuse me, could you turn down the radio?

- It's already quiet. - Then turn it off.

OK.

What's up?

Nothing.

You sure? I sense something.

He's late to the performance,

need an hour to sit down with his 50 people,

and doesn't even mute his phone. It's unfathomable.

His phone rang three times. Three times.

You think he came for the play? He just wanted pics.

I'm fed up.

Yavuz, Nisa, Serkan were all looking for me. For God's sake.

Look at me.

You were great.

Really. You nailed the rhythm, just like in rehearsal. It was great.

I don't know. I still think the second act starts too slowly.

It does. But that's good.

Aren't you in bed yet?

Today on "Mom's Stupid Questions."

If you're awake, you could've come to the premiere.

I dunno.

Your Mom and Dad have put on something the whole town wants to see.

Doesn't that whet your curiosity?

Then act out a summary of it for me.

Please. Come on.

This kid is killing me. Whose is she?

The Governor's daughter?

They all pinch my cheeks and say, "Boy, has she grown up."

As if I weren't even there.

- Who does that? Your hair is greasy. - Everyone: Fikret, Nisa...

- It's traumatic. - Love is hard to take.

Three-hour plays are hard to take.

Aziz, did you hear that?

I just say the lines your dad writes.

An hour would do. You're not saving the world.

Of course we are.

- Are you kidding? - No.

You think you're saving the world with theater?

I do.

No?

Go to your room.

- Leave us alone. - Love you too, Dad.

- Cheers. - To both of us.

By the way,

a woman approached me after the play.

What woman?

An attractive woman in her 50s, smartly dressed.

Blonde, but fake.

She wanted to congratulate you, but couldn't find you.

Yeah.

She's an agent in Istanbul for TV series.

Call her if you're in the area.

Everyone's an agent nowadays.

We should become agents, too. They earn way more than us.

She came from Istanbul just to see you. Seemed polite.

Sure. Politeness is a must for the pimps of our industry.

What does that make you actors?

- I'm taking a shower. - May I join?

We'll see if that can be arranged.

Call my agent.

No to war.

GOD HELP

Is anyone else coming?

They're all at the demo.

- And why aren't you? - Can we go?

Well, they're there.

So we can go?

I don't know.

What can I say?

You can leave if you want. This is a university.

I'm going.

Well...

And you all?

We're... here for the course.

Guys,

if you haven't seen the State's theater,

then I can tell you nothing about dramaturgy.

Do not miss this.

- With your permission, I'll go, too. - Go ahead.

See you guys.

Hurry.

And?

Anyone else?

I'd prefer to stay here.

- Me, too. - We're here to learn.

To learn.

What now?

We're waiting.

For what?

Godot.

Brother?

Fikret, come in.

How was it at Beyzade?

Fill me in on the gossip.

Brother.

What's up?

So you haven't heard.

What?

Devin, Doğa, Olgay, Deniz and Nilsu

go to a café to celebrate their friend's birthday.

The following is known about the order in which they visit the café:

Nilsu didn't arrive first.

Olgay arrived shortly before Deniz...

- Hello. - Hello.

- Pelin, how are you? - Well...

- Can I ask you something? - Go ahead.

- Can I get a picture of us? - Dude, unbelievable.

- Sure. - My dad's a fan.

- Tell him I say hi. - Take it, dude.

Ugh.

Embarrassing.

- So you want a pizza? - We're not hungry.

Who's we?

Wait, wait.

What is this, a mosque?

Probably visitors.

- What's going on? - Don't ask. The whole gang is here.

Evening, friends.

Nice to see you guys.

- Welcome, Derya. How are you? - Fine, but...

Sorry for coming unannounced.

We brought a little pizza. Are you hungry?

- We're fine. Thank you. - I'll take a bite.

Should I warm up the hash browns?

- You're tired from work. I'll do it. - No, I'm not. But what's going on?

Everyone got one: Saliha, Gamze, Cüneyt...

I'm telling you: It's systematic.

- That's obvious. - It's all systematic.

Guys, what's going on?

Can someone explain?

They've suspended all of us.

Our courses have been canceled,

enrollment shut down and contracts terminated.

"... because you only gave six out of twelve hours of class..."

"Due to dismissive and insulting remarks that represent

an attack on personal rights."

We think it's our stance on the war, but we're not sure.

I spoke to Kadriye. Tomorrow, we'll confront the Rector.

- Kadriye? - Law.

- The law professor and Maoist. - What's the Rector going to do?

- What do you mean? - She signed the letter herself.

So sweet.

She sure has grown up.

What time is it?

Almost 3:00.

Put that away.

We're getting organized.

Sleep's out of the question.

You need sleep. Tomorrow will be busy.

- Please, Derya, it's the tension. - You think I don't understand?

What do we always say? Don't fear problems, fear fear itself.

Tomorrow is a new day.

That talk got us into this.

- Enjoy your shift, Hikmet. - You too, Ms. Derya.

- Derya. - I'm coming, I just need a coffee.

- Derya, could you take a look? - OK, OK.

WRONG PASSWORD

Welcome, Derya.

- We're all meeting. - I'm coming, but need coffee. My God.

We'll be waiting.

Brother, we're ready.

OK.

Derya's here, we can get started.

People, I have some unpleasant news.

They're deliberately keeping us waiting.

It's been half an hour, this is unacceptable.

- Alright, go in. - Come on.

We got a warning from above.

We're suspending the play.

- Excuse me? - Temporarily.

Aziz's play?

We're removing it from the repertoire for now.

Why?

Does Aziz know?

We told him, didn't we?

We must have.

Do you know the situation you're putting your colleagues in?

Presenting them with a fait accompli?

Ms. Kadriye, of course I know all that.

As I've said, I had nothing to do with those letters.

Guys, rest assured, we've tried everything.

Under the circumstances, we'll have to suspend the play for a while.

As of Tuesday, we'll be presenting "Leila and Majnun" again.

Are you kidding me?

Ms. Zeynep.

What "circumstances" are you referring to?

Could you enlighten us?

I mean the current political situation.

Meaning?

- It's a sensitive time - Explain yourself.

Higher Education or the Interior Ministry are both possible.

Even so, shouldn't you be protecting us?

Your colleagues have families to feed.

You have a responsibility to them.

Who says I'm not protecting them? Please refrain from such allegations.

- Allegations? - Allegations.

The allegations being made are those in the letters.

You can't deprive people of their jobs and standing in the community.

The shows are already sold out.

- This is shameful, don't do it. - There was a standing ovation.

You're right, Sema, but this is out of our hands.

We won't accept this. It needs to be discussed first.

- I've already done so. - Then do it again.

As you wish, Derya.

Pardon me? What was that?

You're forcing us to take the matter to court.

Let's not upset each other.

Our country is already fighting for its life against the rest of the world.

The rest of the world or the colors of the rainbow?

- Excuse me? - It's not hard:

- red, orange, yellow, green, blue... - Listen.

If you want to sue me, the university, or our state, go ahead.

This is absolute nonsense. What are we even doing here.

We don't deserve this.

You know that, right?

If you'd graced us with your presence for the photo,

Derya, things would be easier now.

I'll leave it at that.

Damn.

Are you canceling the play over a photo?

- I didn't say that. - What didn't you say?

That the play was canceled because you didn't do a photo.

Then what did you say?

That things would be easier. That's all.

Don't bullshit me.

My regards to the Governor, his cronies, and his telephone.

Derya, watch your words...

I am watching what I'm saying.

Our work's being trampled on, so who's going too far?

We're explaining the situation in a friendly manner.

We could've sent a text, for God's sake.

We would've saved ourselves this whole discussion.

Right. How generous. We're so grateful.

- Derya, it's fine. - No, it's far from fine.

It's not every day you get such special treatment.

Derya is right...

Enough is enough!

From Tuesday on, we're doing "Leila and Majnun."

Consider carefully where you stand.

Right.

This meeting is over, thank you.

This is you.

That small.

Alright, guys. You can go.

Unbelievable.

I've never heard such nonsense.

That's just what they want:

for no one to see what they do behind closed doors.

But not with us.

My lover wishes for life for her beloved

But one who seeks a beloved for their own gain is a merchant

O Lord, do not let the strong take from the weak their possessions

And do not let a friend's bed be shared with the enemy

I'm a wounded heart seeking another wounded heart, not a husband

I ask instead to gather roses, O Lord!

I think you could give it another go.

What do you mean?

The theater.

You don't have to apologize, but at least look them...

Aziz, if you want me to kiss ass, we have a problem.

I don't want you to kiss ass, but if we're both unemployed...

- Do the math. - Great. As if I didn't get it.

What about the guitar lessons?

It's a lot of money. We'll discuss it with her.

- Look where we've ended up. - Where have we ended up?

My little hothead. Always where the action is.

You sent your students to the demo.

- That has nothing to do with it. - I defended your play.

Oh, please.

You should've seen his arrogance. You want me to play Leila?

- You could've talked in private.... - Even if I did play Leila:

Can't you see they have a problem with us?

They'd find something else.

You embarrassed him in front of everyone, right?

Now's not the time for heroics.

You think I'm trying to be a hero?

Sometimes you do feed your ego, yes.

- Get the door, for God's sake. - I'm the only one who'll tell you that.

Mr. Zülfikar, come in.

Evening, Mr. Zülfikar, welcome.

Do come in.

This way.

I don't want to beat around the bush.

The police were here today and searched the whole building, including our place.

They asked who comes and goes, as well as who you associate with.

- And? - And nothing.

They say the place is full of traitors and terrorists.

They said to let them know if we see anything.

Mr. Zülfikar, I hear you, but we know nothing about...

Kids, you know I love you.

We've been living together for years. Right?

But I want peace in my building.

It wasn't nice how the police questioned neighbors today.

We're not used to it.

It's our duty to maintain the peace, right?

I'm here to remind you of that.

Mr. Zülfikar, you act as if we've done something wrong.

I can't judge that, Derya.

I've said my piece, the rest is up to you.

Now I'll be off.

Mr. Zülfikar, no one has taken care of the mold in the bathroom.

Aziz,

I don't want to have to justify myself to the police again.

Now they're coming to our front door. What is this?

Ezgi could've opened the door. They could've scared her.

Yeah, we'll have to explain it to her.

Am I losing my mind?

- Could you come here? - What's up?

Come here.

Those men have been hanging around for a while.

- So? - Are they watching us?

Nonsense.

Look, look...

Don't be paranoid. You're making me paranoid.

But he's looking up here, Aziz.

- Who's looking up here? - Ezgi, no...

Your dad thought he saw a friend.

- How was your lesson? - Good, fine.

It sounded good. So are you happy with her or should I give her hell?

We're making progress.

If she practices the etudes in her free time, she'll be on her way.

- Right, Ezgi? - Yes.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

I'll see you out.

- See you next Friday. Right, Ezgi? - Yes, goodbye.

- Good night. - Good night.

You have a run.

Oh, no.

What's up, Fikret?

Slow down. What is it?

What?

When?

You're in the park. OK.

Then I'm on my way.

- On your way to where? - They searched our offices.

- No way. - There were arrests.

So,

we've tried everything.

But given the current economic circumstances,

we can only suspend your loan repayments for three months.

- That's better than nothing, right? - Yes, absolutely.

After that, we'll need to increase the interest rate.

By how much?

- Nineteen percent. - Nineteen percent?

Nineteen percent, yes.

Nineteen percent, Ms. Nesrin?

I did what I could.

Bitter pills need swallowing, right?

Absolutely.

Excuse me, Ms. Derya, maybe it's inappropriate...

Where have I seen you? In a TV series?

Yeah, before all TV channels became State-controlled.

Way back when interest rates weren't shamefully exorbitant.

Alright. So,

is there anything else I can do for you?

What do you mean by "else?"

We have no ties to illegal organizations.

And no one gave us any instructions.

Everyone has the right to live in peace and demand just that.

That's why we're here and will continue to be here.

No one has the right to restrict our civil rights.

It is our democratic right to live equally in this society,

and to be treated humanely.

The citizens of this country

are being systematically deprived of their jobs

and of their standing in the community.

These people have integrity and legitimate claims.

Our goal is to live as free as a tree, as communally as a forest, and in peace.

WE WANT OUR JOBS BACK

Shoulder to shoulder, we will defend our right to freedom, justice and peace.

No one will deprive us of our rights.

Rights! Law! Justice!

Enjoy your shift, Hikmet.

Ms. Derya.

What's up, Brother Hikmet?

Well, how should I put this?

What is it?

"Your resignation has been accepted."

Who's this from?

They're inside rehearsing.

So?

I was told not to let you in.

Excuse me?

I was surprised, too. I just do what I'm told.

Whose decision was this?

Brother Hikmet.

You didn't hear this from me, but it was Ms. Zeynep.

Ms. Derya.

Where are you?

You're the brave one, the one with the will.

You. You. You.

The one who should be here is you.

You. You. You.

- But where are you? - Where are you?

I'm here, Sema.

Nice.

Well done, everyone.

Carry on.

HAMBURG AS ISTANBUL

- Is she home? - She is.

Maybe she didn't hear it. Try again.

- My dears. - Hello.

Welcome.

My love. Boy, has she grown.

Welcome.

I've been waiting.

Don't take off your shoes. Don't.

- So glad to see you. - My love. Welcome.

Straight to the living room. Come in.

I made tea and baked a cake. Everything is ready.

So much effort?

You're sleeping in my room and Ezgi in the guest room.

- And you? - I'll sleep here.

- No way. - Yes, way.

I always fall asleep watching TV anyway.

End of discussion.

This is my room?

Yes, dear.

The pizza in Ankara is better.

- Well, this one cost more. - Yeah, welcome to Istanbul.

I'm going to my room to talk to Pelin.

- Don't forget your plate. - Who's Pelin?

A friend in Ankara. I'll clear the table.

I cooked delicious leeks. They'll go bad.

We'll eat them tomorrow. No worries.

We want a smooth transition for Ezgi. Not every day will be like this.

It shouldn't be. She should eat properly. That's important at her age.

- Are you talking about me? - She has ears like a lynx.

Come here, sweetheart. Come on.

- That's unnecessary. - Thanks, Grandma.

Stay out of it. It's between us.

You're a young woman now and can buy your own lemonade.

You don't have to depend on others. Do you have someone?

What do you mean?

- Grandma... - Someone you love.

- Do you have WiFi? - What?

- Internet. - Oh, I do on my phone.

Here, take mine.

A lovely age.

Right. You want some coffee?

Sure. On the shelf to the right. A little sweet.

- You? - Yeah, I'll take it sweet, too.

What's the plan? What can I do for you?

You took us in. That's all we need.

Your politeness is hurtful. This is your home.

And it's terrible being alone all the time.

So tell me: What do we do now?

Well, the university filed a lawsuit. We've filed a counterclaim.

- The other case is criminal. - Criminal?

The prosecutor wants a statement. It seems a student reported me.

They went through my social media and added posts to my file.

The public prosecutor's office is demanding prison time

for insulting the President.

It could be more than four years in prison.

Did you insult anyone?

I know the difference between criticism and insults.

I didn't insult anyone. They're just intimidating us.

How can we be sure?

Is there anything we can be sure of these days?

When's the hearing?

I don't know. We're waiting.

Do you believe in this justice? What are you expecting?

What can I do? The lawyers are on it.

The lawyers, but what are you doing?

I'm sending out applications.

Where to?

Well, private universities. I'm also doing translations, etc.

- And you, Derya? - I want to work, too.

- Meaning? - Mom?

So sensitive. Aren't I allowed to ask?

I'm looking for work and a school for Ezgi. We're doing our best.

When things are clearer, we'll return to Ankara.

That's not what I meant, for goodness' sake.

You've misunderstood me, Mom.

Look, I'm very happy that you're here.

I'm here for you financially and emotionally.

Thank you.

And I'll help Ezgi prepare for her exams.

- So don't worry... - Oh, the coffee.

No worries.

Maybe we shouldn't drink coffee this late, anyway.

Hey, there.

Sweetie.

It'll all be fine.

Get up.

Get up or I'll put you in the oven,

- bake and eat you. - Let go.

It's only temporary.

- Here, we part ways. - Shouldn't we come in?

- You wanna sit next to me in class? - Can you find your room?

Yes, and don't pick me up. I'll make it home.

- You got your sandwich? - Sure.

- Need anything else? - Please just leave.

Fine.

Mom.

- Bye. - Good luck.

The conservatory might be better. She's interested in music and art.

Conservatory?

- She'll never be a professional musician. - Excuse me?

If she were a virtuoso, they would've told us.

So she should quit if she's not a virtuoso?

You're ridiculous sometimes.

- Hello. - Hello.

We're boycotting our canteen and collecting signatures.

We don't accept the price increases and poor food quality.

So we're bringing our own food and sharing it at recess.

But the principal intervened, arguing we might hide drugs in the food.

We're exercising our democratic rights by collecting signatures.

- Would you sign? - Sure.

Was that a joke?

A joke?

- Wonderful. - Thanks.

Did she say drugs?

There.

They last for a couple years.

When will the new model be available?

They say spring, but we won't get them...

until summer. But forget that tablet, I'll give you a laptop...

- No, no. I'll think it over. - Fine.

- Have a nice day. - Likewise.

Wow, wow, Derya.

- To what do I owe the honor? - Hello, Brother. Gimme a hug.

- Welcome. - Thanks. How are you?

Great, thanks.

I last saw you at my sons' circumcision, right?

Well, you know: Ankara, university, work...

Right.

Have a seat.

Șükrü? Clean the place up.

Sorry it's a bit messy.

Well, then. Talk to me.

- You know we moved to Istanbul? - I do. I was wondering when you'd call.

We've come here instead. How's Gülin?

Good, thank God.

- And the children? - Same.

We've missed you all.

- So where's Ezgi? - She's at school.

In the afternoon, she studies with Aziz's mother.

- For high school exams? - Yeah. Next time, we'll bring her.

I hope so.

We actually came to ask you something.

- Do you smoke? - Thanks, I quit.

- I'm listening. - Then straight to the point:

You know our property by Mount Ida?

Let's sell it.

- Reason? - Excuse me?

- Why do you want to sell it? - We're in trouble.

We need money, simple as that.

- Maybe you heard we lost our jobs. - Yes, I heard that.

And the apartment? Your furniture?

In storage. We're staying with my mother.

Derya, such things shouldn't be decided off the cuff.

The municipality there is working like crazy to build a tunnel.

That'll increase the value, so we should wait a bit longer.

- What? - Nothing.

Just wondering if you'd have come if it weren't for the property.

You know, we're in financial trouble and wanted to ask you for help.

Sure, we'll help.

But it's not a spontaneous decision. I'm off to Friday prayers. OK?

Aziz, come to the mosque.

Go on. I'll stay here.

Derya, keep an eye on the store.

- Coming to Friday prayer? - I'll be right there.

So you're unemployed?

I'm applying for jobs.

I'm also working on a few translations.

Translations?

Can you live off of them?

Hey. Chief. Sorry, I'm wet. How are you?

- I'm fine. - This is my Brother-in-Law, Aziz.

This is our Chief of Police.

- You never miss Friday prayers. - Nor do you.

See you upstairs. Goodbye.

He was looking for a PlayStation 5 for his grandson.

Couldn't find it anywhere, not even in Europe. I got him one in just two days.

He's the Chief of Police and I'm his guy.

In the Surah I'm reading from, Allah says:

"Remain steadfast as you have been commanded,

and let those who repent with you also be steadfast.

Do not exceed the bounds of justice and fairness.

Surely Allah is fully aware of what you do."

In the hadith I recited, the Messenger of Allah says:

"Surely, truthfulness leads to righteousness,

and righteousness to Paradise."

GOD NEVER MEANT THE UNIVERSE LITERALLY.

May Allah accept your prayer.

Hey, Recai.

- Brother, may Allah accept your prayer. - May Allah accept your prayer.

Have you met my brother-in-law?

- Nice to meet you, Aziz. - Nice to meet you, Recai.

Didn't you say you're looking for reliable drivers?

I still am.

Aziz is one of the most decent men in the world.

You can trust him completely.

Now I've done another good deed on this blessed Friday.

Salih's relatives are my relatives. Come by tomorrow if you like.

Well, I'm not sure. It's all very spontaneous.

Write down Recai's number.

Write down his number.

Write me in as Taxi Recai.

0532...

Hello, everyone.

- Hello. - Hello.

- What are you up to? - We're studying.

But the young lady is a bit annoyed.

That's a first.

All this memorizing: data, formulas, names... As if the internet didn't exist.

AI is laughing its ass off.

Watch your language.

She's right, but we've all had to go through this.

Why should it be different for you?

Because I wasn't born in the Stone Age.

Well, tell me about your first day of school.

- It was lame. - Lame?

What's lame about signature campaigns?

- They're just imbeciles. - Did you sign, too?

- Only not to be excluded on my first day. - Right. OK.

So you'll need an even bigger sandwich tomorrow.

Thanks a mill.

We talked about other schools today. If you do well in the exams...

Forget it, Mom. I won't get in and they're all snobs, anyway.

What are you afraid of? You did well on your tests.

I want to do art, and artists have to make their way.

Oh, yeah?

Private schools are unnecessary. Public ones are fine.

- Didn't you just say they were imbeciles? - Not all of them. There are guitarists.

- Ah, you made friends already. - They're not friends yet, sweetie.

- Mom, did you buy Coke? - Not me. It was probably her.

It was me, Aziz. It was me.

I felt like it. It's not the end of the world, right?

- She repeats everything you say. - I didn't say anything about schools.

Didn't you tell Fikret that an artist has to make his way?

What can I do? She absorbs everything.

She'll choose her own path one way or the other.

What matters is our stance regarding family.

- Our stance? - Yeah, how we deal with problems.

The best thing we can do is prepare her for life.

Straight from a soap opera.

- Is that so? - A bad one.

Not everyone can be as sophisticated as Aziz Tufan.

Hello, Kadriye.

No, we're still awake. What's up?

Can't that be sped up?

OK. OK.

It's alright. Thanks.

I'll be in touch. Good night.

- What did she say? - The court date is seven months off.

- Seven months? - Seven months.

- Are you gonna call the taxi guy? - Who?

My brother's friend.

I don't know. I hadn't given it any thought yet.

What are we gonna do for seven whole months?

It's all so unclear.

Even if I drive a taxi, what will you do?

Maybe I'll do a soap opera.

Or modeling.

You're confident in your beauty.

Or I'll drive a truck.

Me truck, you taxi. What do you think?

Making our way.

Why not?

Listen.

I won't have my face worked on.

Or make an ass of myself to get more followers.

No one expects you to.

But social media is important these days.

Now please don't get me wrong, but...

But?

You're familiar with the general situation.

Yes.

Your chances would improve if you deleted some old social media posts.

Which ones?

The political ones.

Don't say anything now. Think it over.

- Do what you think is right. - We're not on the same page, Kübra.

Thanks for the tea.

There are more customers during the day and less traffic at night.

Which would you prefer?

The night.

All right, at night. But be careful, there's a lot of scum out there.

I'll be careful.

- Do you know your way around Istanbul? - Yeah, I grew up here.

- You don't smoke, do you? - No.

- Customers can't smoke, either. - Got it.

Great.

That "X" is new. It used to say "TAKSİ."

May God protect you.

Amen.

What time is it?

4:30.

What are you doing?

Making sandwiches for Ezgi.

- Go back to bed. - I can't sleep anyway.

Hello!

I can't take all of you, especially not with alcohol. Please get back out.

What are you watching?

They were banned from the faculty, so they're giving courses in the parks.

"Street Academy."

Everything will be fine.

Say it.

Everything will be fine.

Go on.

Everything will be fine.

- Hello. Welcome. - Hello.

Kadıköy, please.

Where in Kadıköy?

The Blok Theater. Do you know it?

Sure.

- Keep the change. - Thank you.

- What are you watching? - No idea. Friends invited us.

- OK. Have fun. Have a nice evening. - Thanks.

Hello.

Hello. Welcome.

You brought the whole market home.

Grandma dragged us to the farthest corners of the market. Why? It's more affordable.

She's right. The front of the market is most expensive.

Is it worth the two lire?

Money doesn't grow on trees. Didn't you miss me?

Thanks for the enlightenment, and no, I didn't.

Off you go.

- I invited guests for tonight. - Guests?

My brother and family to break the fast.

Really?

- Why, are you busy? - No, of course they can come.

- You want coffee? - No, I'm fasting.

- What? - Are you serious?

Yeah. Need I justify myself?

No, I mean...

To find favor with your brother?

Am I a hypocrite? We fasted as children, too.

I didn't say anything. May God accept it.

- How was it in the taxi? - Well, not bad.

I happened to pass Baran's Theater.

Which Baran? Can you chop the onions? We're in a hurry.

- From our old theater troupe. - Baran Tuncyürek?

- Yeah. - Make them fine.

He's acting in his own play in Kadıköy.

I think he's part-owner.

- Weren't you driving the taxi? - I dropped a customer off there.

There were lots of people, so I went inside.

And I got us tickets for Tuesday.

In case we feel like it.

- You should've bought one for your mom. - Why's that?

I dunno. She seems a bit tense.

She and Ezgi argue a lot. She should get out.

My mom's like that. Just grin and bear it.

Grandma wants a coffee.

Oh, great.

Then do it and don't expect everything from us.

Your dad can show you exactly how.

I need a shower.

- First comes the water... - I know how to make coffee, Dad.

Was that the cannon?

Your plates, please.

Yes, we can start.

- May Allah accept it. - May Allah accept it.

Thanks, Derya. What a beautiful spread.

It was short notice, forgive me.

Enjoy.

So, boys.

How are you? It's been a while.

We're fine, Aunt Derya.

We invited you to Ankara so often.

- Pity we missed you on stage - It's on YouTube.

Why? Are you no longer performing?

- We don't know. It's still unclear. - No kidding?

I really wanted to see you act, too.

Salih tells everyone his sister is the star of the State Theater.

It's nothing to brag about. The indie theaters were braver than us.

Nothing to brag about?

I kept all the articles.

They mostly just write about the actors.

No one's interested in the playwrights.

Such is a writer's fate.

But people who know my Aziz understand.

I wanted the boys to do school plays, but they didn't want to.

- You have a theater group? - Of course.

There's a theater group, but...

- But, what? Is there one or not? - Yeah, but they perform strange plays.

What, for example?

- That's beyond me. It's weird stuff. - Maybe it's theater of the absurd.

They're hardly giving children Jelinek or Heiner Müller. Just harmless plays.

Who are they, Grandma?

Elfriede Jelinek is an Austrian feminist author.

You'll miss out on that at state school.

Can we stay off that issue tonight?

What issue?

My parents want me to attend a private school,

- but I find it unnecessary. - Ezgi.

- What? - Wait up.

You want me to sell the property for that reason?

Well, yes.

No income, lots of expenses. Her school is the last straw.

Barıș, Erdinç, stand up.

Stand up.

- Derya, what do you see? - What am I supposed to see?

Do you see any shortcomings? Any abnormalities?

Please sit down, boys.

They're wonderful boys. With love, respect, everything.

Our state schools are better than you think.

- That's not the point. - Then what is?

Selling the land.

We both inherited it. It's as much ours as it is yours.

- Derya. - One second, Aziz.

Since we're on this topic, let me finish.

Derya is right. The profile of schools has changed in recent years.

- I'm not talking about schools now. - Derya, I repeat:

If you need money, I'll help you.

We're a family, after all. Right, Gülin?

Of course, Derya, we'd be happy to help.

It'd be a good deed for holy Ramadan.

Let's leave this be.

Ezgi, can you get the baklava we brought from the kitchen?

It might help lighten the mood.

Stay seated, Ezgi.

Always the girls, right?

Erdinç, Barıș, get the dessert for us today.

Stay seated, boys. I'll go.

Darling, look at me.

Instead of covering my back, you were a coward in there, Aziz. I'm speechless.

- Darling, I just wanted... - Go.

I don't want to talk to you right now. Get out.

Güllüoğlu's baklava is in a class of its own.

Cross-border operations continue.

The ministry declared, "We're committed to eliminating terrorism at its source."

Numerous targets were destroyed in air and ground operations.

Officials emphasized that these operations

are in accordance with international law and the right to self-defense.

Lovely. You're wearing perfume?

From Grandma?

And new earrings? Is that a snake? Where did you get them?

- Who's the lucky guy? - Oh, Mom.

Tell me.

One of the guitar guys, but it's not like that.

- But he got you a present? - He can't afford a gift.

It's probably just some promotional gift.

Do you have a photo of him?

No. He doesn't use social media.

- Cool. - I think so, too.

We want to go to the theater next week.

- Come with us and bring him along. - Absolutely not.

Don't introduce him. We'll act like we don't know each other.

I can't tell you anything. You just want to marry us off.

I'm just curious.

But I want my privacy. Give me some space.

Darling, we mothers just want to know who our children are hanging out with.

It's no big deal. We just play guitar together.

Good. I'm happy when good people come into your life.

Don't tell Dad, OK?

What are you writing?

You can read it when it's finished.

What do you think of Ezgi?

What do you mean?

Do you guys talk at all?

Have I distracted you?

We live together. Of course we talk.

But this isn't about Ezgi.

- What then? - About you.

You.

What we're going through isn't easy for anyone.

But I won't take another scolding like I did tonight.

- Dad, I want to ask you something. - Ask away, love.

Why didn't you teach me Kurdish?

You speak Kurdish?

- Yes, I'm taking a Kurdish course. - What do you need it for?

It's our mother tongue.

I want to know who I am.

- You're Sultan. - But I want to know my roots.

Roots? You're not a plant.

- I'll learn it without your help. - Great. You get a star in your notebook.

- Are you making fun of me? - Not at all.

I don't know what language to speak to you in.

Maybe I could learn English, too.

Sure, Dad.

Welcome.

- Let me hug you. - Nice to see you here.

We're glad to see you, too.

- There you go again. - What's that?

She's upset that I used the plural: "We're glad."

I can't stand couples speaking for each other.

- Aren't you glad to see Baran? - I'm not glad, I'm happy.

- The play was great. - Thanks, Derya.

Beer? Wine? What do you want?

- Water. - Beer.

- Beer. - Rojda, two beers and a water, please.

Sure.

Rojda and I run the joint. I'd be lost without her.

- Please. Stop. - No.

That won't do.

Thank you.

So, friends, how's life?

Enjoying the stench of Istanbul. And you?

- And your hearing? - We're still waiting.

Can you go back to the university soon?

It'd be within my rights. The same goes for my colleagues.

- But none of us know what'll happen. - Don't I know it.

- Keep fighting. - Right.

And how are you, Baran?

Trying to keep this place running. There were maybe 50 people here today.

If I didn't like you so much, I'd say: Let's struggle here together.

This was your night.

Our theater isn't as big as the one you're used to.

We came to see you.

That's what I'm saying: Come and see me every day.

Let's put something together like we used to.

Actors, writers, a venue... We have it all.

It's not my decision. Ask the Ministers of Culture and Foreign Affairs.

She only controls the Prime Minister,

President, and Ministers of Education and the Interior.

Exactly. One false word and I'll flatten you.

Watch it.

What do you make of his suggestion?

Well,

now's not the right time given all the uncertainty.

Shouldn't we take fate into our own hands instead of living in uncertainty?

Meaning?

Didn't you say we couldn't be as brave as we wanted in Ankara?

- So? - So I think you're right.

Looking back, we were dissatisfied in Ankara, weren't we?

We always had to have the plays approved first.

Remember our big dreams in the beginning?

Now our only dream is to get through the day.

Getting through the day can't be a dream.

It shouldn't be.

- Coffee? - I'll have a sip of yours.

Here you go.

"Yellow Letters?"

What comes next?

Read first. Then we'll talk.

You read it?

What do you think?

Don't you think it's what we need?

Sound.

YELLOW LETTERS

And action.

Action.

One by one.

- Come through. - Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Go.

We're in a hurry.

This way, please.

- Go ahead, I'm coming. - No, we'll wait.

You can't wait here. Please move on.

Do you have a pacemaker or other medical implants?

No. It's metal in my bra. No big deal.

OK, please wait.

- Do you want tea or coffee? - Cut that sentence.

Greetings.

- We're late, we have to go. - OK, OK. No problem.

- Go through. - Here.

Jacket.

Shoes.

Bra.

Sorry?

- You have to take off your bra. - God, are you joking?

- We're just following orders. - We're all just following orders.

Please.

Go ahead.

I told you it's the metal.

God, it beeped again.

- The pants have to come off, too. - What?

- Take off your pants. - Try it without pants.

- And my panties, too? - Sure.

- Who are you undressing here? - No reason to be rude.

Who are you undressing?

Take her away.

- What have I done? - You'll see.

OK, OK.

Aziz.

I think the scene has to end differently.

How so?

They should undress the woman completely.

What do you mean?

Completely naked?

Well...

OK.

- How about it? Completely naked? - Completely naked?

We're not in Europe, so I don't know.

Rojda, what do you say?

If you're unsure, you should trust the actors' intuition.

But it's questionable if the female body should be exhibited that way.

It's not about what we want,

but what the scene requires.

That's why the men shouldn't let her go until she takes off her pants.

It's about transgression.

They shouldn't arrest her before they get what they want.

OK. Noted. We'll think about it.

Let's carry on with the arrest for now.

In six weeks?

We can finish it by then. What do you say?

We should take our time.

- What do you think of the title? - What do you mean?

"Yellow Letters" is good, but we could find something better.

"Yellow Letters" is good. Our fight should be clear.

- I agree. - I think so, too.

You wouldn't even be here if not for the yellow letters.

Rojda, do you want to elaborate on that?

- I'm just saying how it is. - And how is it?

Well, you were comfortable until you yourselves were affected.

You worked happily at the State Theater for years, right?

Rojda, that's no way to talk.

- Did our comfort bother you? - She's right.

But believe us, we take this very seriously.

Fine. The premiere is in six weeks.

What do you say about the nudity?

What's her problem?

Don't take it personally. Permission for another play was...

- Can we stay on point? - What point?

The nudity.

People won't talk about the play, but about Derya Tufan getting undressed.

Let them talk. Eyes or breasts, what's the difference?

Your character doesn't want to be undressed,

so the political symbolism is dubious.

Furthermore,

it's questionable whether a male writer and director

can expect such a thing from a female actress.

So it'd be different if a woman had written it

and you're afraid of complaints.

We're used to complaints.

It was just a suggestion.

You wanted us to be braver, Aziz. That was my starting point.

In any case, let's do good publicity.

People should know your work continues.

You could tell the whole world, but the auditorium only has 100 seats.

Let's avoid unnecessary costs.

Ezgi.

Ezgi.

Ezgi, did you fall into the toilet?

Come on, I want to ask you something.

An actor's part. Four letters.

Are you serious, Grandma? Role, what else?

Albanian currency. Three letters.

Lek.

Another word for idiot, ten letters.

- No idea. - Nincompoop.

Nincompoop? How cool.

It's hot and will be hard on your stomach.

- I'm meeting friends. - But it's getting dark.

We'll be right out front.

Wait, where are you going? And who are they?

Friends and I'll have my phone. I'm getting fresh air. Don't worry.

- Hi. - Hello.

Let's go.

- You know what a nincompoop is? - A nincompoop? Is it some kind of demon?

No. It's another word for fool.

"Honorable Judge, Esteemed Court,

as a peaceful citizen who has always paid every penny of his taxes

and never received a parking ticket,

I'm surprised to find myself facing serious criminal charges."

- Looks great. - Yeah.

"I'm an academic,

and wish to carry out my scholarly work in peace and freedom.

Freedom of thought and expression is essential for any democracy.

Social problems should be solved through common sense and discussion,

not violence."

Derya, I have something interesting for you:

a main role in a series, good people,

and a solid budget, too.

This isn't what we arranged.

- I know. - Derya, coffee?

I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't ideal for you.

"I merely criticized the wars that have been raging for years,

taking countless lives and leaving deep scars on society.

I encouraged peaceful people not to be afraid to express their views.

I had no criminal intent, received no instructions

and did not engage in propaganda."

- I've been waiting... - No, first the sentence, then go through.

Or what did we say? The first line, right?

I'm waiting, but don't know what I'm waiting for.

The princess has arrived.

- What princess? - Come on.

Sorry. Come back.

- What's the arms thing? - Then you do it.

I'm not an actor. No, no.

Twelve different brands and I found the best buy.

Choosing well is important. Just like with friends. You know?

Sorry?

- You mean İso? We're not even dating. - And his last name?

- What is this, Mom? - Try to understand:

I don't want to have to worry.

Karacabaș. There. Feel better now?

Or do you want his passport number, address and anything else?

Tomato sauce.

Tomato sauce.

"I reject these accusations, and demand my immediate acquittal."

- Our students are hopeful. - Yeah, Monday...

- We've missed you. - The big day has come.

- And your statement? - Derya is reading it.

- Tell him hi. - She says hi.

- Likewise. - OK, take care.

It's concise.

Good.

- Children? - Oh, we woke you up.

- What time is it? - It's five.

I can't sleep anyway. Have you eaten?

We prepared something for the road.

Don't forget Ezgi's sandwiches in the fridge.

Don't worry about her.

- Gotta go, the train won't wait. - Lemme give you a hug.

You'll defend yourself till the end, my child.

I'm praying for you.

Bye.

Here they are.

Come on, friends, we're running late.

If it's not a crime to have an idea, then it's also not a crime to express it.

Quiet. Sit back down.

Both your time and ours is being wasted. This isn't a crime.

- One day, we'll return to campus. - Exactly.

This isn't a lecture hall.

Please don't forget that. Let's carry on now.

- 2018-24. - Present.

You are the son of Mehmet and Güngör,

born January 12, 1975, in Kadıköy, Istanbul,

current address: Apartment 1, 6 Bașak Sokak, Esadoğlu District, Çankaya, Ankara.

- Correct? - I'm now in Istanbul.

Evin Park Sitesi, Block C, Apartment 46, Fikirtepe,

Kadıköy, Istanbul.

- Qualifications? - Doctorate.

And profession?

- I'm an academic. I was dismissed. - Your salary?

I don't earn a wage anymore and work as a taxi driver.

- My salary is below minimum wage. - Turkish citizen, no criminal record.

A complaint has been filed against you.

You've written about the President on social media.

Would you care to comment?

I'm not just an academic, but also a writer.

I exist in a world of thought and imagination.

Everything I write, including my plays, is inspired by life.

I published these pieces in light of the political situation.

I don't think they're offensive and reject the charges.

This is our written statement, but I'll also be making an oral plea.

You saw the list. We have hundreds of trials. I'll give you three sentences.

Three sentences?

- Silence! - This is unacceptable.

I agree with my client.

We sent our statement to the public prosecutor and reject the charges.

His posts are merely criticism and do not constitute a criminal offense.

Due to a complaint, the police conducted a search on social media.

The police, public prosecutor,

and judiciary acted with unprecedented haste.

They obviously targeted my client to intimidate and deter him.

His posts are all protected by freedom of speech.

I move to lift the imposed travel ban and acquit my client.

I cannot consent.

We analyzed the complaint against the defendant.

The defendant encouraged his students to go to a demonstration during his class.

He also pressured the students who refused his instructions.

No matter if they call it "anti-war," it was clearly against our State.

A video was made in the seminar.

We request that it now be shown.

The video wasn't in the indictment.

We move that it be dismissed.

It's at the court's discretion.

- How long is the video? - Brief, your Honor. Thirty seconds.

A finding has been reached:

The video from the file shall be shown.

But make it quick.

Guys,

if you haven't seen the State's theater,

then I can tell you nothing about dramaturgy.

Do not miss this.

- With your permission, I'll go, too. - Hurry.

And?

Anyone else?

I'd prefer to stay here.

- Me, too. - We're here to learn.

Learn.

As you see, the video is clear.

We request criminal charges for engaging in propaganda for a terrorist organization

and for insulting our State.

A verdict has been reached:

The application to lift the defendant's travel ban is rejected.

A serious crime may have been committed.

In addition, judicial oversight is ordered.

The plaintiff's request to file criminal charges with the public prosecutor

will be considered at a later date.

IN THE NAME OF THE PEOPLE

- Your mother called me three times. - Me, too. What happened?

I'll find out.

Hello? Mother?

They pulled new charges out of their hat and the judge approved them:

terrorism and insults.

More proceedings will follow. We're waiting.

I'm so sorry.

Tell me what's going on.

Give me that.

Mom, what happened?

Won't listen?

OK, Mom.

We're on our way.

What happened?

- We have to go back. - What's wrong, where are you going?

Guys, things are tense in Istanbul, too. We have to go.

Come on!

- Why did you come only to go? - That's how it is, Fiko.

But you only come once in a blue moon.

- I can go and you stay. - No, no.

Fiko, stop it, please.

We welcomed you like a brother, and now you're just leaving again?

- Just let them go. - Where to?

We were going to teach in the park tomorrow.

Your students were looking forward to seeing you.

OK, OK, then next time.

That's not how it works. You have to take responsibility, too.

Right, friends? They might've sent us straight to prison today.

- You're exaggerating. - I'm not.

We're raising a child.

You have to understand. We're not going back for fun, OK?

Go ahead. We won't bug you anymore.

- You're talking nonsense. - I'm talking nonsense?

Okay, I didn't say anything.

Ezgi has a problem and my mother is alone.

I have to go to Istanbul and that's it. Have a nice evening.

Got it. Have a nice evening. We'll take care.

- That's impudence. - I'm impudent?

That's bullshit. What complete nonsense.

Now we're arguing among ourselves.

I wanted to talk to her.

"Why the hell are you looking in my bag," she shouted, and then stormed out.

She was gone for hours.

With whom? Where? I was so scared.

We have to find an apartment.

Is that your takeaway? My God.

Don't get me wrong, this has nothing to do with you.

Alright. Drop it.

I'll talk to her.

Open the door, it's me.

Ezgi.

- Look at me. - Damn, Dad, just leave me alone.

OK, here.

Light up.

Let's have a smoke.

Listen. What can I say? I smoke, too.

You're not a child anymore. You understand.

Dad, you and your understanding routine are so annoying.

What do you expect? For me to be authoritarian?

With bans, punishments, and everything?

We want to protect you, but you've grown up and I need to trust you.

- She went through my bag. - No one went through your bag.

We understand you're angry, but Grandma was just checking for dirty laundry.

If I went through your notebook, you'd be mad too, right?

Here.

Go right ahead.

Some notes are very associative.

My statement from today is there, if you're interested.

I don't want to.

Well, I'll leave it anyway.

DELETE POST?

DELETE POST?

Rașit, I don't know what to say.

It was just an offer, my love.

And it still stands.

Do we have to do this to each other?

Do what?

These conversations.

We could cut them short.

We both know where this is going.

What are you saying?

I say, "You're suffocating me, I feel trapped. Don't you get it?"

You say, "But it's not easy for me either. I'm in a forbidden relationship."

Then I say, "Sorry, but that's your problem, your mess to fix.

You think you have to support me because I'm sick,

but I don't want the kind of attention called pity."

You say how you feel for me, but I don't want that either, so it's a dead-end.

Then you make that crushed face I sometimes find sexy.

And that's your big moment.

You stand up and announce in the manner of a great thinker: "Yes,

a little distance would do us both good."

Then you pack your things and bada-bing.

- You leave. - Leave? For where?

Cut. You leave for your wife.

- You were great. Thank you, guys. - I thought she was gonna eat me up.

I didn't imagine the character like that,

but it has a hell of an effect. Thanks so much.

The pleasure was mine.

- When will you know? - When will we know?

- As soon as possible. - We'll be in touch very soon.

Great. Derya, come with me.

- Take care. - Thanks so much. Goodbye.

- See you. - Bye.

- This doesn't work. - I'll deal with it later.

Should she move while she speaks?

- Like yesterday. - Like the last rehearsal.

She'll sit down here.

So it's no longer static.

Where were you? You weren't answering your phone.

I'm here now.

But we've all been waiting.

- I had a job. - What job?

Aziz, let's not argue. I'm here now. OK?

Let's begin.

- No hurry. Feel free to get a coffee. - No, thanks. Where do we start?

"I'm waiting."

Alright, we start with the third act, the monologue.

I'm waiting.

Been waiting a while.

I don't even know what for.

But I'm waiting.

Maybe you already know:

Being made to wait is an act of control exercised

by the person or institution keeping you waiting.

Making someone wait is a tool of authoritarian regimes.

But...

if you don't know what you're waiting for,

you're consumed by uncertainty. You drown in it.

And uncertainty, beyond even authoritarianism,

is a totalitarian method.

What's up?

- Aziz, I don't know. - What don't you know?

We're talking about self-determination, well and good,

but it feels rather self-absorbed.

It comes over as didactic: "It's like this or that."

I think we should revise the text again.

Come on, Derya.

- Shall we take a break? - A break? We just started.

Sorry.

Where are you going?

Where are you going, Derya?

Is there something you want to tell me?

Shall we go out for pizza tonight? Ezgi would like that.

My mom bought meat. There'd be hell to pay.

- As long as your mom's happy. - Is something up?

I have a headache. I must be menstruating.

Fine. Shall we call it a day?

- Who was on the phone? - A friend.

A friend? How nice.

- Need I justify myself? - Of course not.

I was just wondering whose call you dropped everything for.

Aziz, it's all too much. Can the play wait until we sort things out?

We're sorting things out here, Derya. Don't embarrass me.

- In front of whom? - Those who welcomed us.

We need to pull together. Or else we'll prove Rojda right.

OK. Forget about it, Aziz.

This is getting ridiculous.

- Is it good? - Yes, but I've stopped eating meat.

Those chops are worth their weight in gold.

Another reason not to eat meat.

People used to say: Meat in the house means no worries.

- Back then, meat was special. - Sure, Dad.

Not much has changed since then.

Derya, you aren't eating.

- Mom's on a beer diet. - Barley juice.

Thank you, everything is delicious.

I was planning to take you all out, but this is nice, too.

I have something to tell you.

What's up?

- Are you pregnant? - Come off it, Mom.

- Big sister vibes. - Luckily, I'm beyond that.

Why? Nowadays women have children at fifty.

So, what I wanted to say:

I'm starting a new job.

What is it?

A TV series. Lead role.

Really?

Go on, we're listening.

I'll be playing a wealthy, urban woman who owns an ad agency:

"Paradise Garden," which is the name of the series, too.

She has many affairs, but nothing steady. She has a sharp tongue.

Her father lives with her. He always thinks he's sick...

What's that called?

- Hypochondria. - Exactly.

He keeps calling her, so she gets a second phone.

- And then? - Well...

Cemre Çiğdem is the young, talented director. The team is great.

So you've met the team? When?

Recently. It all went quickly.

So that was the call. Why didn't you say anything?

I had to audition. Nothing was certain yet.

- Which channel? - Channel K. We start next week.

Channel K?

Is that why you want to postpone the play?

Either that or someone else plays the part.

Wait, wait. Someone else?

Derya, Channel K? Next week? Someone else? Are you even hearing yourself?

This is an opportunity to take matters...

So we're opportunists now?

That channel targeted us.

This is about Ezgi's future. If you don't understand that...

If you care about the future, consider what these series instill in society.

The scripts are progressive. And you can't feed a family with art theater.

We're basically freeloaders here.

This is your home, too.

No, this is your apartment and we're guests.

What's the pay?

- Sorry? - She means your fee.

Enough to give us breathing room and pay for Ezgi's school.

- I don't want to go to private school. - Mom, you made an offer to help us, right?

- What offer? - Ezgi's school.

- I don't want that stupid school. - Does the offer stand?

Thank you very much, but I want to earn my own money.

You yourself spoke about self-determination.

This is why they say everyone has a price.

What do you mean?

- Just what I said. You heard me. - What are you talking about?

Aziz, look at me.

You're ignoring reality.

Your obsession with art is full of arrogance.

- Mom, bring her to her senses. - "Her?" Are you calling me "her?"

Let's talk this through. It's good if she can earn her own money.

Money, money, money is all anyone cares about.

That's just where they want us. Don't you see?

I'm tired of resisting.

Does getting involved at the theater makes you a resistance fighter?

- If only I hadn't. - Precisely.

You have no right to judge me.

Your friends are out on the streets while you stroke your ego.

- My ego? Shame on you. - Friends tell the truth.

I'm not your friend. Had I known you'd sell out so quickly, I'd...

You'd what?

Finish your sentence.

Where are you going?

She's not answering.

It's fine, Mom. They're probably together.

I really didn't want this. Forgive us.

I'm with you, dear.

If you can earn your own money, go for it.

Yes?

Where are you, Aziz?

On my way to tell Baran we're ditching him.

I'll do that myself, no problem.

- Is that why you called? - Is Ezgi with you?

No, why would she be?

- I thought she might've followed you. - Have you called her?

Many times. We can't reach her or her friends

- Where could she have gone, Derya? - I don't know.

- Maybe she went to your brother's. - Why would she?

Whatever. I'm coming back. See you.

Nothing.

Where is she?

Let's go to the police.

- Should I come along? - Stay here in case she returns.

- Hello. - Hey, brother.

- What's up, Derya? - Were you asleep?

- No, we're still up. - Sorry to bother you.

- Don't be silly. What's up? - We're dealing with a bit of a crisis.

- Meaning? - Ezgi isn't with you, is she?

Ezgi? No.

- OK, thanks. - What's going on?

- I'll call back, gotta go. - It's the middle of the night. Hello?

Nothing? Where the hell could she be? All the scum is out now.

- Well, there was a boy... - What boy?

- Someone she sees. - What are you talking about, Derya?

Our daughter's boyfriend, Aziz.

Bravo. And you tell me this now? Who is he?

İso or İsmail. From school. They play guitar. She said it's innocent.

Didn't you ask who he is, what his parents do, where he lives?

- Yes, but I didn't get answers. - You're all driving me crazy.

I feel like a third wheel. I've become an outsider in my own home.

You don't treat your family any differently.

What's this nonsense now?

You're either in a taxi or at the theater.

When was the last time you spent time with Ezgi,

studied together or took her somewhere?

I make her sandwiches at the crack of dawn.

Which she gives to other children. Didn't you know that?

She's tired of eating the same thing every day and asks me for money.

All the silence, then it comes out.

I waited and hoped, but if you had your way,

we'd spend ten years with your mother.

What do you want from me? You find fault with everything I do.

- Take responsibility. - Responsibility?

My biggest responsibility is to be a role model for my child,

- not sneak around behind your back. - Sneak around?

Do I need your permission to work? What century do you live in?

Permission? I was confronted with a fait accompli.

Yes, and you'll have to accept it.

Writing pseudo-feminist plays won't cut it. Try actually living it.

Stop twisting things.

We both know what trashy channel you're about to work for.

Of course we do. Are you the only smart one here?

You're ethically bankrupt.

Ethics? We're doing ethics now? At least I know why I'm doing this.

Should I rot in that tiny theater at my age?

All so pseudo-intellectuals can sit around

stroking their egos and playing revolution.

You're throwing away years of work with two sentences.

And you think you can save the world with theater.

- You're chasing false dreams. - Then don't run with me.

Ezgi is missing because of those 'friends' at that school.

Do your damn show and drink rakı with your crew,

but don't tell me what's right and wrong.

You started the moral debate. You're the one judging everything.

Alright?

Our whole life revolves around you.

Aziz's mother bought meat, sit down and eat.

Defend Aziz's play, get fired.

Go to Aziz's trial, look stupid.

Aziz is writing a play, stand by.

Then don't. I wish I hadn't written a single line for an ingrate like you.

You shouldn't have. I don't need you. Play the part yourself.

- You forget where you came from. - Who do you think you are?

I made you. Without me, you'd be nothing but trash.

You'd be nothing. I made you an actress.

Right.

You made me.

I'm trash.

Drive us to the police.

Sorry.

- Sorry. - Yes?

- Evening. - Evening.

We're looking for our daughter. She went out and hasn't returned.

We can't reach her and are very worried.

When did you last see her?

- About three hours ago. - Right. This way.

We have a search and rescue system for missing people.

But it's only been a couple hours.

We only deploy rescue units if it's been over 24 hours.

So what do we do?

I'm afraid you'll have to wait.

Wait? I don't understand. Wait for what?

Our 14-year-old is out in the streets. Wait for what?

- Our system is... - What do I wait for?

- To find her body? - If you want to cause trouble...

- I'm looking for my daughter. - Enough, calm down and let me talk.

It's your mom. Pick up.

Hello, Mom. Is Ezgi back?

No. At the police station.

- Can we leave her name and a photo? - Fine with me.

No need to get angry. We're just doing our job.

Ezgi Firuze Tufan.

Could you do me a favor?

İsmail Karacabaș, could you give us his address?

İsmail Karacabaș?

Even if I had it, I couldn't give it to you. That's illegal. Sorry.

İsmail Karacabaș?

Let's go.

Call your brother.

Why would I do that?

Fine, I'll do it.

Salih, hello.

We're at the police station and no news from Ezgi.

You know that Chief of Police? Maybe he could help us with an address.

- Hi. - Hi.

Did you talk to him?

I did. Even in the middle of the night, he made a few calls.

You're in luck: There are only three İsmail Karacabaș in Istanbul.

One is 55, one is 34, and one is 23.

Twenty-three?

You'd prefer 55?

- Ezgi said he was a year older. - And you believed her?

What was I to do? Assume she's lying?

- So we have the 23-year-old's address? - 55, 34 or 23. Pick one.

Drive.

Turn right there.

Right, right.

That must be it.

Go ahead. I'll wait.

Otherwise there might be an accident.

Could be here.

Is İsmail Karacabaș here?

İso?

- Yes? - Are you İsmail?

What the hell?

Ezgi?

Oh, having a nice time.

Guys,

if you're hiding Ezgi from us, you'll regret it.

Nothing. Not here.

- We're just hanging... - Shut up.

Don't talk.

Get up. We're going home.

- You're lucky I don't kill you. - She just turned up...

Shut up.

I'll kill you. It was your duty to let us know.

Asshole.

Out.

- Stop crying. - Aziz, enough now.

That it had to come to this...

Get in there.

You're no different from my brother.

Underwear.

Hey, handsome. Talk like that and we've got a problem.

What's your intention? To help someone or is it just a sneaky power play.

Even if it is, what do you care?

Because I'm no longer part of your life.

The part you filled was the part easiest to replace.

- Oh, wow. - Yeah, oh wow.

Bingo and cut.

Lunch break, people. Bon appetit to everyone.

- Ms. Derya, your food is in the trailer. - Thanks, Șafak.

Thanks.

Welcome back.

- How are you? - Fine, you?

Great, thanks. And you?

We're doing our best, Mom.

- Are you hungry? Let's eat. - No, I'm off to my taxi.

Here. See you next week.

You could stay. We can eat together.

Come on.

Good food.

They're really trying hard.

- You haven't eaten a thing, Aziz. - I'm not hungry, thanks.

- When are you through today? - In about two hours.

Cemre moved up my last scene so I don't have to wait.

And you?

I have to return the car and then save the world again.

You'll succeed, too.

The reviews are decent.

Reviews?

Of "Yellow Letters."

Especially the metal detector scene.

- How about your ratings? - Good, going strong.

But it's difficult, the competition is stiff.

Mom, what's the director looking through?

What do you mean?

It's not a camera. She peers through it, then advises her DoP.

Let me introduce you.

And I need the wig fixed, it won't sit properly.

And you?

- Can I hang out here? - Sure.

Make yourself at home.

Subtitle Copyright: Way Film GmbH

Translation: Thomas Cooper, Matthew Way