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- A wedding without a bride? - Don’t worry. Calm down.

We’re the bride’s family. Mother, how can I calm down?

Do whatever you want. I’m staying out of it.

Where could she be?

Grandma’s right, Auntie. Calm down. Please.

You’re right. We’ve been disgraced.

It’s a scandal, even. But what can we do?

I’m going to pass out.

Stop it, girl. You’re only making things worse.

Have you found Efsun?

No, she’s nowhere to be seen.

Efsun.

What’s wrong?

I have no idea.

Is she inside? Isn’t she in there?

She hasn’t responded. I hope she’s okay.

Efsun.

Goodness gracious.

What are you doing? Everybody will hear us.

Sister.

Hello. Oktay.

He’s just like his daughter. Deaf as a post when it suits him.

Not in front of the groom.

Mother, what groom? Without a bride, what groom?

You promised to make a big splash with this wedding...

...but even I hadn’t expected all this.

Why are you all yelling? You’d think the bride was missing.

You’re kidding.

I don’t believe it.

Okay, don’t panic. I’ll persuade her.

Make way for the hairdresser. Out of the way.

Efsun, listen to this. You know that tramp, Müjgan?

She’s not in here, either.

It figures I’d get the groom. Just my luck.

- She’s not here? - Let me see.

Where’s he going?

Efsun.

I hear something. Efsun.

Efsun.

Efsun, are you in there?

- Hang on. Get back. - Have a look.

Efsun.

18. 19.

- Efsun, are you in there? - 20.

Can you hear me?

Efsun, we’re worried.

Sinan, I’m so sorry.

What happened to us?

Let’s be honest with ourselves.

Even if we claim to have no regrets, are there really none...

...gnawing away at us somewhere deep inside?

Have you never wondered if things could have been different?

I have.

What happened? Where am I?

Sinan? Sinan?

- Is Sinan okay? - Calm down. Sinan’s in the next room.

Nothing’s broken, thank God. You’re both lucky.

His family is with him.

Don’t tell me you’ve met?

We met them.

Just once, don’t let my worst fears come true!

Don’t be ridicul--

Efsun, feeling better, I hope?

Mine Hanim. Tuncay Bey.

I’m fine. Thank you. Forgive me for...

...not getting up.

You really scared us.

Well, you’re both fine now.

Your family, too, must have been so upset.

We don’t wish to intrude. We’ll stop by later.

Mine Hanim.

They seem nice, but they’re a little cold.

He’s wearing a toupee.

They’re taking such an interest. Why’d they come into your room?

Grandma, let me remind you...

...that I nearly died. Could that be why?

Oh, come one.

Where are they from? What do they do?

What are you going to do? Adopt them?

They produce cheese.

They’re rich. Didn’t you see her handbag?

So, Sinan is the Cheese Heir.

- Has he got any siblings? - He’s an only child.

Just him. Perfect.

Whatever you’re thinking, stop it this instant.

Stop it. Forget it. Enough. Finito.

Stop talking nonsense.

Who does she take after?

I’ll never let him go again.

Sinan, will you marry me?

Sinan!

Efsun, what happened? What’s wrong?

Ah, Sinan.

Sinan, I...

- What I asked you in the lift. - Never mind that now. Later.

Now’s not the time.

It happened so suddenly.

The lift had been serviced.

It just happened.

This has been difficult for you, too.

I’m in the next room.

Okay.

Gran. Mum.

What?

What did you ask Sinan in the lift?

What do you think?

"Has the lift been serviced?" That’s what.

You didn’t propose, did you? Or something like that?

No, what makes you ask that?

What kind of woman would propose to a man?

He’d refuse even if he was interested.

Grandma, we’re leaving.

Come on, Mum.

Sweetie. See you later.

Mum, come on, would you?

Do you want to tell me about it?

Yes, I guess I do.

So?

I proposed to Sinan in the lift.

- Do you regret it? - No, not one bit.

But...

...I don’t know. I feel so weird.

What’s come over me? It doesn’t make any sense.

What about me and your mum? Does that make sense?

Love strikes all at once. Two become one.

That’s why they say, "Love knows neither rhyme nor reason."

And he’s even handsomer now.

What I mean is...

- ...if he were bald and pot-bellied. - Like me, you mean.

Dad.

Do you think everything will work out?

Expect the best and you’ll get it.

My crazy girl.

It’s incredibly reassuring when a father says everything will work out.

Mothers talk a lot, often to themselves.

But dads don’t, do they? They keep it short and sweet.

It’s particularly true of my dad, who is always surrounded by...

...a bunch of crazy women.

Efsun.

Efsun.

Efsun.

Oh, Mehmet?

What are you doing here?

You’re a banker. Are you playing doctor?

No, I’m not playing doctor. I’m Dr. Love. Does it suit me?

Don’t be silly.

But yes, you look great.

You were hopping like a bunny and the lift’s cables snapped.

Thank God you didn’t break your pelvis.

You nut. How’d you get in here?

There was some lady at the entrance...

...saying only family members were allowed.

I nearly wrung her neck. How could I go without seeing you?

- Scoot over. - Come here.

Sinan’s in the next room over.

You’re kidding. Why are you here?

Go give him a shot in the butt.

It’s so romantic.

Lovers in adjacent hospital rooms. Just like a French film.

Sinan?

Sinan?

Where’s Sinan? The receptionist gave me this room number.

Sinan’s here. Where is he?

We hid him in the closet. Excuse me. Who are you?

Are you Efsun?

Yes.

Efsun from the lift?

Yes. Who are you?

Cavide. Cavide Ãœnver.

Sinan’s grandmother. Surely he’s mentioned me.

His grandmother?

Sweetie, this lady’s a handful. I’m out of here.

- Doctor, please don’t— - You’re in love with Sinan?

Are you talking to me?

No, to the doctor.

To me? Perish the thought. We’re like brothers.

What were you doing in that lift?

Do you always flit in and out of your boyfriends’ houses?

Cavide Hanim, what are you saying? Sinan and I are old friends.

Old, you say. Doctor, how old is Efsun?

30.

You could have asked me. Yes, Cavide Hanim, I’m 30.

Have you got a husband?

I’m not married.

What a pity.

- A pity? - A pity.

You’re past your prime.

I’m looking for a girl.

Looking for? Meaning?

A girl who’s young, beautiful and virtuous.

You’re too much.

Too much?

I mean, I hope you find what you’re looking for.

Good luck.

Tell me if you know any young ladies.

Grandmother?

Welcome. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.

My little pasha.

- Grandmother. - My little lion.

- Turn around. - I’m fine, just fine

So, I see you’ve met?

The doctor and I were just chatting.

But we haven’t met formally. Sir, I’m Cavide Ünver.

Do excuse me.

Doctor? I was talking about Efsun.

Doctor, doctor.

If dinosaurs took over the world, people sprouted wings...

...and if I get married Sinan...

...I wouldn’t need Mine Hanim as a mother-in-law.

Because Cavide Hanim is like a mother-in-law times ten.

God punished me.

In sickness and in health, I want to hold his hand.

But we don’t always get what we want. That’s lesson number one.

Nothing’s worse than belonging to that which you cannot have.

- Efsun? - Sinan?

I’m fine. You’re fine. We’re both fine.

Sinan, I came here to talk about something.

About what?

You haven’t said it all yet?

Things could have been different...

I shouldn’t have come here.

Things could have been different...

...but this was meant to be.

I’m not angry or upset.

All I want is to get out of here...

...and make up for those lost years.

It’s not air I’m breathing. It’s pure bliss.

So this is what it means for two to become one.

What is it?

- Despite all my foolishness? - Uh-huh.

Even knowing all my tricks, and how I make a mess of things?

Be that as it may...

...hi-him.

You’re not angry or upset?

And if the lift hadn’t fallen, perhaps now...

Even the lift couldn’t resist you.

Oh! Mum? Grandma?

How good of you to come. Where’s Dad?

What would I do without you?

- How’s your neck? - Fine. Doesn’t hurt at all.

- I hope you’re discharged soon. - Thanks.

Efsun, so you’re awake?

No, Mum. I’m sound asleep.

Let me introduce my nightmares: my mother and grandmother.

They say drugs can have side effects.

What drugs are you giving her?

Come here. We need to talk.

It’s okay. We’ll take care of her.

Off we go.

Did Sinan mention marriage? Have you talked at all?

Has he measured your finger for a solitaire ring?

A what?

That’s the diamond ring men buy before they get married.

Learn all this. Sinan should learn it, too.

I don’t want a diamond ring.

Really? Start planning your future.

Some are set with five stones.

She means, aim high.

If only we could choose our sisters.

You don’t understand. I don’t want any of that stuff.

Stop getting on my nerves.

That’s enough out of you. It’s time you talked to Sinan.

Put a ring on it.

Pardon. Put a ring on what?

Pardon. Who are you?

I’m Cavide Ünver, Madame.

Cavide?

She’s Sinan’s gran, Grandma.

Hello, Cavide Hanim.

Let me introduce my mum, Gönül, and grandmother, Peyker.

Your son and our daughter really hit it off last night.

Mother.

Hit it off?

Her father better not hear about this.

She’ll think they caught us in bed.

Actually, they did. But...

Tuncay.

Come on, we’re leaving.

You know I can’t stand hospitals and patients.

Hang on, I’ll go with you.

- I forgot something upstairs. - Sit down this minute.

Are you crazy? Where are you going?

Are you determined to sabotage me?

Why did you kiss him right away?

Is that what we taught you?

Girls should go slow. Play a little hard to get.

It was only yesterday you told me not to miss my chance.

Didn’t you say it was my last chance? Now what is it?

Merve, what happened?

It’s a joke.

It’s a huge hospital. I looked everywhere for this room.

Thank goodness for nice doctors.

Doctor?

Never mind all that.

Just tell us what they said.

I didn’t reach the lift in time, so I didn’t hear much.

They talked about what psychos you all are. What else?

Any more problems with Sinan and I’m burning this hospital down.

Cavide Hanim said something about you.

Oh? How do you know it was about me?

She said "yam".

- What? - Yam.

You think of me every time someone says "yam".

Why are you getting mad? Of course she meant you.

Mothers find nicknames for their sons’ girlfriends.

She found one for you.

- His grandmother, actually. - If she’d said "pest" or "bumpkin"...

...I could understand.

But why "yam"?

Grandma, you know, that weird orange fruit.

It’s a vegetable, Ceren.

It might be weird, but she could have called me a cow.

Or a dwarf. Or even a lard bottom.

Why get so wound up? It’s just a tactic.

Ignore most of what your mother-in-law says.

No husband yet, but I already have a mother-in-law.

I swear I’ve had it. Don’t look at me like that.

A "yam"?

Some moments are like sunburn, Nezahat.

You don’t understand at the time.

Only after the sun goes down does it hurt to the touch.

We had beautiful moments together.

I understand that now.

But I’m in such awful pain.

Oh really? Does it hurt awfully?

You should have thought of that before you scorched my heart, Ekrem.

Can’t we start over again? Can’t I win your heart again?

- Too late. My heart belongs to another. - That girl’s a tramp.

What do you mean, Cavide? He’s the one at fault.

He raises her hopes, only to...

Besides, he’s got a rat-face.

I’m wild about him.

Peyker, you say "rat-face" and then you say you’re wild about him.

In Izmir, we say "wild about" for people who annoy us.

You Izmir type are always reinventing the wheel

The girl’s a tramp.

A mouthful of Pitipit gum.

Chomping away.

Tipitip. That’s the gum brand.

Tipitip. Pitipit.

Did your city invent that too?

Yes. Izmir invented everything.

Because Izmir is a great city.

It’s nothing like your town.

You have your own names for simit and for tomatoes, right?

Well, Peyker, in my town we call money, money.

Got it?

Do you know Selin?

Are you talking to me?

No, I asked Büsra.

Who’s Büsra?

The tramp in that TV show.

Of course I’m talking to you.

Do you know Selin?

Yes, I know her. She’s Sinan’s friend.

Sinan’s girlfriend.

Sinan’s girlfriend?

Grandma, what Cavide Hanim meant was "ex" girlfriend.

She was going to marry Sinan.

But it wasn’t meant to be, was it?

She married an engineer.

A wonderful girl.

Sinan deserves the best, of course.

I’d so wanted them to marry.

But Sinan’s so changeable.

Fickle.

- Excuse me. Sinan’s not fickle. - He’s fickle.

- No he’s not. - Oh, he is. Fickle.

Celik. Tap three times if you’re here.

He sips nectar, flower to flower.

Selin wasn’t that kind of girl.

Your daughter followed him into the lift.

Selin wouldn’t do that. Never.

What’s that supposed to mean?

Are you suggesting my granddaughter is easy?

Yes. You people from Izmir are all easy–going.

The show’s over. I’m going now.

Bye.

Thank goodness she left.

- What are we waiting for? - Stay out of it.

It’s promises, promises. Then they disappear.

Nobody’s made any promises.

They’ll be coming this way.

They’re coming.

Efsun.

Sinan. I’m not responsible for what’s about to happen.

Don’t tense up, darling.

Attack!

That way! Over there!

Honor us with a visit one evening so our families can get acquainted.

Honor us first.

All right. When?

We’ll expect you next week.

Our pleasure. But where in Istanbul do you live?

Which neighborhood?

We’re blessed to have numerous homes in Istanbul.

But I’d like you to visit our ancestral home, Peyker Hanim.

- And where is that? - Tarakli.

-We’ll receive you in Tarakli.

- Tarakli? - Yes.

Everything was simpler when we were young.

Nobody pressured us to give our feelings a name.

Two people becoming one is wonderful...

...but nobody told us we’d suddenly become thousands.

Sinan wrote non-stop for months. I didn’t write back.

More accurately, I didn’t send what I did write.

I thought he would love me more if I seemed hard to get..

What a fool I was.

Good morning.

What are those tickets for? A concert?

Train fare to a concert, yes.

What train?

- Tarakli. - Tarakli?

Mother can arrange the wedding date while she’s at it.

You have to stop this. You know that, right?

Do you think that’s possible?

I don’t even want to think about what will happen at an away game.

Come quick, Efsun. You’re next.

Next?

What’s all this?

It’s a beautifying mud mask before we go to Tarakli.

Do you think that mud will shield you from Cavide?

If that were true...

...I’d spread it on my behind.

I’m not going to Tarakli.

Right.

Mother, what shall we take them? One of those silver-framed mirrors?

Nobody’s got those but us.

Are you going to rob a museum?

We need something striking.

A stun gun.

You’re such a wet blanket.

A pink stun gun then.

Gönül, call Aysel the fortune teller...

...and ask her to do a reading in a coffee cup.

What if she sees an elephant? We’d never fit it in the train.

Efsun, do you want a smack? What did I tell you?

They still think I’m going to Tarakli.

Well, I’m not.

Wait for me.

I’m going to slip and fall.

Help me. Take this.

Do you want me to wet my pants? I have to go.

That’s right.

Wait for me.

Right in the center.

Smack dab in the middle. Couldn’t be more central.

Bravo. What a great gift.

They’ll put it in the town square. The evil eye will never strike again.

Excuse me. Are you from Tarakli?

Originally?

I don’t want to mislead you.

I always tell the truth.

I’m not from Tarakli originally. I became a local only later.

Through my wife.

A bucolic borough. We’re headed there now.

Abukolik? Where’s Abukolik?

I’ve been a realtor for yours and I’ve never heard of it.

Allow me to Google it.

She said, "Bucolic." Meaning Tarakli. We’re going to Tarakli.

Oh, sorry.

What did you say you did?

- Real estate. - What’s your name?

- Kismet. - You’re named Kismet?

No, I’m Levent. Kismet is my company.

We’re the biggest realtor in Tarakli.

Kismet Realty.

The biggest in Tarakli. Oh wow.

You must know everyone.

Tarakli is a small place.

Tarakli is small. But Kismet is a big company,...

...also active outside the area. Let me give you...

...my business card.

Land values are set to skyrocket. This must be your kismet.

Here you are. Kismet Realty. Here.

Here’s one for you.

Call me whenever you want. Don’t hesitate.

I’m curious...

Are there any prominent families in Tarakli?

Are you asking who’s rich?

No, what I mean is...

...we don’t care about money.

There are four or five families. But the leading family is the...

...Littlelimps.

The Littlelimps? What an odd name.

They make cheese.

Cavide Hanim was an only child. Their great, great grandfather...

...had a slipped disc in his lower back. That’s how they got their family name.

He limped a little. They became the Littlelimps.

Mashallah. Touch wood.

They’re good people. Wealthy. Lots of land.

They can’t be bothered to meet us.

When Sinan said he would pick us up...

,, ,weren’t you the one who told him not to trouble himself?

Hush! It’s good manners to say that. It’s bad manners not to meet us.

Efsun.

I’m so sorry. I hope you haven’t waited long. Welcome.

You needn’t have troubled yourself.

Don’t say that. Let me help you.

Mustafa, we’re unloading everything in the back.

Now I see why they dragged us all the way here.

Social climbers.

They think they’ll impress us.

It would take a lot to do that.

You’ll eat them alive.

We’re here.

Hello.

How nice to be here.

- Welcome. - Hello.

- Welcome. - Thank you.

- Right over there, Dad. - Get a chair.

They seem to be getting along.

Can I get you a drink.

No, thank you.

Sinan, let me say it was my family that--

I know. You didn’t want to come. But your family insisted.

Don’t worry. They’ve met their match in Cavide Hanim.

It’ll be neck-in-neck.

I should be nice about his family.

Negative energy backfires.

- Efsun? - Sorry. I was lost in thought.

I think your family is sweet. They’re old and a little stubborn.

My grandmother?

It’s still early days.

I really like Cavide Hanim.

White lies never killed anyone.

We’ve been friends for 14 years. How strange our families haven’t met.

Excuse me?

Did you say "friends"?

I dragged my butt all the way out here for you.

Hang on just a second.

I admit it, I made mistakes. I was foolish.

I apologized.

I even went so far...

...as to propose to you.

Back off.

And what did you do? How do you explain that?

You kissed me in the hospital.

Hands at your sides.

At your sides. Watch it!

You’re pissing me off. He kissed me. Kissed me.

Stop stringing me along if you don’t love me!

You pop up after 14 years. Don’t use words like "meet".

Don’t act like we just met. I’ll bust your head.

If you love me, say it. Don’t waste my time!

I’ll choke you.

Stop showing off. I’m from the hood

Piss off.

You thug. Piss off.

I didn’t say any of that, of course.

We’ve been friends for 14 years. How strange our families haven’t met.

How nice that they are now.

Mashallah.

That’s quite a gift.

Custom made by a designer at the Grand Bazaar.

Really? Did it have its own train fare?

You’re full of jokes again today, Cavide Hanim.

I grew up here.

It’s full of childhood memories.

How many siblings have you got?

I wish I’d had brothers and sisters. It wasn’t my kismet.

I have two siblings.

They’re overseas right now. There’s nothing like family.

I hope our son has a big family.

Do you like my portrait?

It’s nice.

Who did it?

The daughter of a prominent family here in Tarakli.

Her name is Münevver.

She’s so talented...

...and a lovely girl. Not that yours isn’t.

Really? Does Münevver work?

- She helps in the home. - Whose home?

Would you like some tea?

Please. Efsun will pour it.

What girl doesn’t dream about pouring tea in Tarakli?

How many times have I told you? I’m not interested.

Don’t bring Münevver up again.

- End of subject. - I say it for your own good.

For your peace of mind.

Grandmother, I found the one I was looking for.

Found the one.

Like finding a ripe melon? What do you know about her?

How can you say that?

If you had grandchildren you’d understand.

You’ll understand one day. But it will be too late.

Oh, Grandmother!

Just walk away.

Abandon me like the others.

You’ll all relax when I’m dead.

Thank God your grandfather didn’t live to see this.

Efsun.

- Are you okay? - A mouse.

A mouse?

A mouse did that?

Safiye!

Come and clean up.

Meet me in the garden at midnight.

In the garden?

I’m counting down the seconds.

Five minutes never took so long.

Never underestimate time.

FOLLOW ME

8 steps from bed to door.

20 steps to downstairs.

52 steps from hall to door.

The things love makes us do. I can’t believe it sometimes.

OPEN ME

Oh, Sinan.

Legend has it that...

...a string is tied to our finger.

The other end is tied...

...to someone else’s finger.

No matter where we go...

...no matter how far apart we are...

...that string binds...

...and reunites these two people.

Now that the string is joined--

Yes. I agree to marry you.

Sinan.

My heart’s pounding.

So this is what it’s like when the man you love proposes.

What is it?

- Sinan, look. - Let me see.

Doctor! Where’s a doctor?

Doctor!

Doctor!

-Slow down.

- Nurse, where’s the doctor? - This way.

- Grandma! - All that fuss over this.

- He gave you string when he proposed? - Yes.

- Why didn’t he give you a turkey? - Mum!

So that’s how they grew rich.

Who’d give a piece of string in place of a ring?

He would. What matters is he wants to spend his life with me.

Sometimes a length of string says it all.

It’s just a bee sting.

Look, Alper. How could it swell so much?

I’ll have a look.

- Sinan proposed to Efsun. - Congratulations.

With some red string.

What is it?

Just a little bee. We’ll handle it.

When will you come and ask for her hand?

Ask for what?

- What do you mean? - Grandmother, we talked about this.

Since the kids have already decided...

...tell us when to come, Oktay Bey. When is best?

Next Friday is good.

I was just about to say that. She took the words out of my mouth.

Now the fun begins. Are you ready?

I thought I’d never see you again.

Aren’t you happy to see me?

Of course I am.

I have so much to tell you.

I know all of it.

Of course you do.

You’re going through a difficult trial.

Better be careful.

But everything is going well.

That’s the hardest trial of all.

Mademoiselle, would you give me your hand?

Take my hand, sir. It is yours.

Mademoiselle, would you give me your heart?

Take my heart, sir. It is yours.

I found my love.

God made our paths cross.

Do not be envious of us.

Find a mate, marry and be happy. Sister.

Sister.

- Uncle Sakir? - Oh, it’s my boy, Sinan.

- Welcome. - How are you?

Fine, thank you.

You rascal. Remember me?

How could I forget? You boxed my ears more than once.

I practically brought him up. I circumcised him myself.

Uncle Sakir.

- Turned out beautifully. - Enough, Uncle Sakir.

How wonderful to see that others value the one you love.

The more I learn about his childhood, the more I appreciate him.

Sinan Ünver, I’m so glad I love you.

Sinan. Don’t forget. The gas pedal and the brake.

I trust you.

Let’s go.

Sinan.

Sinan.

Sinan!

Unbelievable.

I’m drowning. Help.

- Help! - Sinan!

Liar!

I don’t believe it.

You’re a rat.

Sinan Ãœnver.

You’ll pay for that.

What are you looking at?

I’ve never seen you wet like this.

I’ve never jumped in a lake before. Could that be why?

It’s clinging to you.

Stop it.

I just don’t want you to catch a chill.

The wet look is in this year.

Come on. I’ve got a surprise for you. Quick. Before you get sick.

A surprise? I don’t think I can take another--

Sinan. The motorbike.

What surprise?

You’re kidding.

Sinan, I don’t believe it.

When did you do all this?

Sinan, sorry.

- Never mind. Answer it. - Okay. I’ll be there in a sec.

What is it, Grandma? What is it now?

Listen to me this time. Don’t come on too strong.

- Don’t dive right in. - Tamam.

Okay. We’ll talk later. We won’t be late.

Can we continue where we left off yesterday?

Sinan, I don’t believe it. You look hilarious.

To the two of us.

Efsun.

Efsun.

Efsun, did you swallow it?

No.

Are you alright?

Wow, that’s quite a ring.

Efsun won’t let it get away. She swallowed it right up.

What did he say?

Like I told you, he asked me to marry him.

And what did you say?

I said "yes".

And what did he say?

Efsun, when’s the wedding?

Have you found a caterer?

Have you looked at gowns?

What’s his name?

What happened to your face?

What?

That’s what I asked?

Efsun.

Are you gossiping again?

How long will this go on?

"Gossiping again?"

I hope this doesn’t affect your productivity.

I’ll be better in a day or two.

It’s a bee sting. Just my luck

She’s playing dumb.

I’m talking about your marriage.

Ferda Hanim, do you have something to say about my work? Or shall I go?

Who is this guy?

A guy.

"A guy," she says.

- Ferda Hanim. She’s marrying Sinan Ünver. - What?

Tuncay Ünver’s son, Sinan Ünver?

He’s our boss’s best friend.

Do you know Sinan?

Sweetie.

If you need anything for the wedding...

...let me know, okay? I’ll do whatever I can.

Why are you standing in the doorway? Have a seat.

I’ll get back to work.

Efsun, your happiness is my happiness.

How could I doubt it?

So, getting engaged changes the way others perceive us.

I can practically hear them saying I’m marrying into money.

Getting engaged to "Sinan Ãœnver" made me Employee of the Month.

It’s like a dream.

If someone proposed to me like that...

...I’d claw off my chastity belt and scream "yes".

So when’s his family coming.

Mehmet, I don’t want them involved.

Neither does Sinan.

Oh come on. If you left it to Sinan, nothing would happen.

- Hand me that egg. - Why?

To put on my hair.

Efsun, I held my tongue but...

...because I didn’t want you to call me a wicked woman.

Sinan’s moving too quickly.

- Too quickly? - Yes.

Listen, sweetie. Some get tired of life in the fast lane.

Some get on in years.

Some decide to show off. They suddenly decide to get married.

There’s always a bad reason.

You can’t mean that, Mehmet?

And anyway, Sinan loves me.

He loves me. What do you know, anyway?

- From my old boyfriend. - God forbid.

Make sure to follow up on this.

Take that thing off your finger, and wrap it around his thingy.

His thingy?

His neck.

Mum?

Dad?

Grandma?

Dad?

Where’s all the furniture? Were we burgled?

It was your mother. The in-laws are coming Friday.

She said everything’s too old.

I’m afraid she’ll trade me in, too.

Where will we sit?

You’re welcome in my room.

Oh. Our building’s beloved Mehmet Lütfi.

My sweet curse.

- Efsun. - Mehmet Lütfi.

I heard you’re getting married.

Where’d you hear that?

I was helping with the furniture.

Just a minute.

- What are you doing? - Wait.

-Efsun. Will you marry me?

Mehmet Lütfi.

I can’t because I am engaged to Sinan.

Okay. Keep it anyway.

- No thank you. - Keep it. I can’t wear it.

Mehmet Lütfi.

That was quick.

I wait 30 years. Then I get two proposals in three days.

Now I’ll swallow this too.

Oh, I’m exhausted.

Sister.

Why didn’t you get them? Why’d you leave them there?

Breadboard.

- Here. - Goblets.

- Here. - Shoehorn.

Here.

- Okay. Vegetable dehydrator. - Here.

Vegetable dehydrator?

Are you going to have the in-laws sit on a vegetable dehydrator?

The house is empty. What are you trying to do?

Mind your business and let us know if you’ve passed that ring.

I’m waiting.

Be sure not to flush.

Grandma. Spare me the details, okay?

Efsun, have you decided what to wear?

Of course I have. A see-through catsuit.

I’ve got nothing to hide.

Do what you want.

Don’t have an engagement party. Don’t wear a wedding gown.

It’s all our fault for reaching out to his family.

We’ll take care of the wedding band ourselves on Friday night.

- Wedding band? I don’t want one. - Enough.

Do what you want.

You’re afraid Sinan won’t wear a wedding band.

There are men who try every trick not to wear a ring.

What tricks?

I forgot it on the sink when I washed my hands.

Is fidelity measured with a ring?

Don’t forget this one.

I don’t even wear a watch.

If you fall for that.

They’ve all got an excuse. Don’t fall for it.

If it all comes down to a ring, we’re doomed from the start.

That string on your finger is only good for sewing buttons.

Thank God you’ve got a mother and grandma like us.

You better appreciate us.

Thank you.

How long should an engagement last?

It’s not like I don’t know him.

Like I’ll find out he’s bald or something.

What’s the rush?

- I think— - Families cause this confusion.

So what about after we’re married?

We’ll still have our families, won’t we?

What are going to do then?

Sorry. I’m so wound up.

I’m carrying on like this.

Life plays tricks on us sometimes.

Just when we think we have all the answers...

...we find that all the questions have changed.

You sound like my father.

Some believe that in outer space, millions of miles away...

...there are celestial bodies...

...that affect our character, and work and love lives.

We call it astrology.

Meral always gets her dates right.

Everyone sets a date with city hall. We’re doing it with an astrologer.

Could you pass along two fares?

I’m marrying into money. It’s already raining down.

Two fares.

You never believed in fortune-telling. Now It’s scientific.

Thanks. It’s a small step for me, but a giant leap for mankind.

Let’s check the compatibility of Efsun and Cavide Hanim.

We’re here to check the wedding date. Who cares about Cavide Hanim?

What wedding? The family hasn’t asked for my hand yet.

- What’s your birth date? - September 1,1984. 4:30 pm.

Sinan’s is June 17,1984. 10:30 am.

How do you know Sinan’s birth date, Grandma?

From his album. It fell into my handbag in Tarakli.

You’re kidding. Are you a cleptomaniac?

Efsun, you’re a Virgo. Rising sign Capricorn, moon Scorpio.

Virgos eat goats. Goats sting scorpions. And I have to clean up the mess.

Hush and listen.

You’re detail-oriented, disciplined and patient. You hide your feelings.

You have trust issues.

I don’t believe it. How’d you know that?

Sinan is a Gemini. Rising Leo. His moon sign is Aquarius.

He’s domineering, ambitious and lucky. Your future husband...

...expects excellence from everyone.

Is Sinan about to find someone else?

And he’s a generous person.

That’s true. Who’d splurge on some red thread in this day and age?

- When is his family coming? - This Friday.

Mercury is waning that day.

Meaning?

He might quarrel with Efsun that day.

Enough of Mercury and Saturn. On what day should they marry?

Before December. The perfect date is August 25th. On the new moon.

If you marry on a different date, I won’t be held accountable.

Can I ask you something? I know you’re--

Sorry, dear. Hold that thought.

- Hello. - Pasha.

- Grandmother. - What’s the yam up to?

Really, Grandma! Efsun is Sitting next to me right now.

Listen to your grandmother. Don’t let them set a wedding date...

...when we visit. Alright?

Grandmother, Efsun can hear you.

They’ll want to have the wedding as soon as possible.

I’m driving. We’ll talk later.

She didn’t mean that.

What can I say?

When are we getting married, Sinan?

Some Indians believe that...

...the reason we suffer sleepless nights...

...is that we are awake in another’s dream. Do you believe that?

Is that a question, or a prayer?

Look at how cute he is.

How awful that we can’t remember our babyhood.

Other things are harder to forget than to remember.

I wish I could remember how I felt for each of my "firsts".

The face I made when I tasted a lemon for the first time.

The surprise of my first raindrop.

How you felt when you fell in love.

I guess I remember that last one.

I was swept away.

Efsun. Are you awake?

Will you leave if I say I’m asleep?

Have you and Sinan discussed a wedding date?

- No. Why? - Good. That’s good.

The family elders will decide.

Finish your milk. Drink it up.

Drink it all.

Don’t butt in, okay?

Why would I get involved?

You’re the one marrying Sinan.

I wish you every happiness.

Don’t make me crazy. I expect that furniture today.

Grandma.

- What is it now? - What are you talking about?

You can’t get it done in time? I don’t believe it.

Where they will they all sit?

What will they think of us?

Not a peep out of you. I’m furious as it is.

I’ll say something I regret.

- I didn’t say anything. - Oktay.

Oktay, do something. Aren’t you the man of the house?

What can I do, Gönül?

Beat up the upholsterers. "What can I do?" he says.

- Lets cancel this evening. - Hush, or I’ll give you a smack.

After all these preparations.

Come with me. Come on.

Come on.

That leaves one person standing.

Efsun, that’s enough out of you.

It doesn’t matter.

What an interesting house it is now.

- Efsun, I’m warning you. - Don’t get cross, Mum.

Auntie’s furniture looks great here.

I think we should keep it like this.

Edirne, Fatsa, Samsun? Why all these city names?

Did they screw up again? I spelled out E-F-S-U-N.

Congrats Sinan and--

Dad? Are you okay?

I’m fine.

Something’s up. Tell me.

What’s bothering you?

Tell me all about it.

I was remembering something.

Only yesterday, I was trying to get you to eat.

"Come here," I’d say.

- Now you’re getting married. - Dad.

You’re not going to make that famous talk, are you?

When I first saw you in the hospital, you were like a little princess.

Wrapped tight in a pink blanket.

Because of you, that day...

...I felt like a king.

Is that a tear in the king’s eye?

This is always your home. You know that, don’t you?

What I mean is...

...don’t let anyone upset you.

Oktay? You took that syrup I gave you, didn’t you?

I don’t want you getting over-excited. You’ll embarrass us.

They’ll ask you for my hand.

Just say no. There’s no need to get upset.

Don’t go against tradition. They’ll ask the eldest person.

Let me tham ask whoever they want.

There’s one thing I know: they’ll take you away from me.

Grandma.

Come on, get up. Sinan’s family will be here soon.

Grandma.

Grandma.

Mother!

Grandma.

Mother.

What’s wrong?

What’s wrong with Grandma?

She finished the bottle.

She’ll be out of it for a while.

You’re acting a little coy...

But my heart’s set on you--

Mum, now who will give me away to Cavide?

They’re here. My God, they’re here.

Don’t worry. When they see us like this they’ll run away.

- I’ll get the door. - Hurry. Run.

Wait here.

Pick one. Üresin, or Türesin?

- Why? - They’ll ask the family elder.

It’s tradition. Pick one.

Tell me who you’d pick.

Welcome. Come right in.

Welcome.

Let me take that.

Take the flowers.

What exquisite taste.

Interesting.

Oktay, what happened to the furniture?

- A burglar. - A fire.

Fires and burglars. Unpleasant things.

Never mind.

Isn’t Peyker Hanim here?

Her blood pressure fell. She’s resting. She’ll be with us soon.

She found just the day. On this day of all days.

Health.

Health. So, who do we ask?

What’s the rush? We’ll chat for a while.

Let me welcome you all.

True. What’s the rush?

You waited 30 years. What’s a few more hours?

Then I’ll be in the kitchen.

- Oktay, how are you? - Thank you for asking.

Ãœresin.

Türesin.

Ãœresin.

- They’ve come to ask for my hand. - We know that.

Okay. Great.

- I’m getting married to Sinan. - Yes, we know.

Okay. Wonderful.

Since you’re the oldest in the family, Cavide Hanim will ask you, Üresin.

Who’s Cavide?

They just arrived. You know. Sinan’s grandmother.

Who’s Sinan?

- Sinan... - Don’t worry. I’ll handle it...

How are you, Efsun?

Fine, Cavide Hanim.

How are you?

Are you Üresin, or Türesin?

I’m Efsun. The bride-to-be.

Bless you, Ãœresin.

That’s the door.

We weren’t expecting anyone.

Efsun.

- What is it? - Efsun.

Are you getting married for sure?

Mehmet Lütfi.

Give me back my diamond.

Diamond?

- It’s made of plastic. - I feel woozy.

She swallowed this one too.

It’s over, Efsun.

Give me back my ring, Efsun.

Get out of my face.

Enough.

These kids love each other. Let’s make it official.

In the name of God and the Prophet, I request our daughter Sinan’s hand...

...in marriage with our son Efsun.

- What is the meaning of this? - Don’t make me crazy.

Are you making fun of us?

- Grandma, calm down. - What’s the meaning of this?

I never saw Sinan again after that night.

The shame stayed with me for a long time.

Then Aunt Aysel introduced me to Haldun.

With our families’ blessing, we got married.

I have three kids. Haldun’s a good father.

He’s kind and hard-working. But nothing can fill...

...the emptiness in my heart.

That’s what could have happened.

But of course it didn’t.

Unbelievable.

What a night.

We’re actually engaged.

Your daughter Sinan asks for our son Efsun.

- Grandmother was in shock. - She was right to be.

It all happened so fast.

Actually, not "happen." More like "fell apart."

We were lucky to survive a night like this.

- Do you really think so? - Of course.

Ah, that’s not what you’re asking.

Yes. I am lucky.

If years later, we sit here on these stairs, side-by-side...

...I’m able to hold your hand ...and look into your eyes...

...then yes, I’m lucky.

If I knew for sure nobody...

...would throw a slipper at me from those windows...

...I’d kiss you.

And I’d kiss you.

- Really? - Yes.

It’s good to hear.

I didn’t get to see dear Cavide. We waited all this time...

...for them to come and ...ask for Efsun’s hand...

...and they finally came. But I missed it.

Gönül. I missed it.

What a mean woman. She didn’t even give a gift.

We survived that nightmare. No one’s grateful for that.

Did you talk about the wedding? You haven’t told me a thing.

Grandma’s acting so sweet, Mum. Why don’t you take a swig, too?

- I’m going to bed. - Look here.

We’re all doing cleaning tomorrow. Don’t make other plans.

Sorry. I’ve got something important. I’m meeting Sinan’s friends.

His real spouses you mean.

No, his buddies.

They’d better like you.

You’ll be tested, Efsun.

Will you pass? Gönül.

Grandma.

The testing is done.

The results are in. See this thing on my finger?

The bird’s not in the cage yet.

That bird’s coming here.

Get up, Efsun. Help clean or get out of the way.

Did you give birth to us just so we’d help you clean?

And I’m not in the way. I’m in bed. What’s the matter?

Mum. Mum.

What’s going on?

The meeting is convened. What’s on the agenda, dearies?

What’s the greatest danger you’ve faced so far?

- I’m thinking but I’m not sure. - I’ll tell you. Cavide.

If she’s against you, it’s all over.

The wedding date isn’t even set.

That’s because Sinan and I haven’t talked it over yet.

Cavide called this morning.

You’re invited over on Monday.

She wants to talk things over with you.

I’m not going to Tarakli again.

Don’t be silly. They’re all expecting you.

They’ll try to impose their own wedding date.

No way. Why would they do that?

You mean they’re like my family?

This is nothing.

My mother-in-law was the worst. What a...

- Let’s get some lilac fabric softener. - I’ll get it.

We were just talking about Dad’s mum.

Gönül.

The cupboard tops are done.

Good morning, Cinderella.

Where’s my coffee?

Hello. Sinan.

Efsun. How are you, dear?

Fine. You know.

At home. Quiet.

We have a date tonight. Dinner with the guys, remember?

Dinner. Let’s do it.

Can you pick me up at home?

- I’ll pick you up at 8. - Okay.

See you.

Are you snooping?

He didn’t hang up.

Don’t!

Hello.

You didn’t hang--

Don’t. It’s wrong.

Girls!

- Like high school sweethearts. - Always talking about Efsun.

Are you nuts? Getting married?

Efsun is a sweetheart. You’ll see when you meet here.

Get married right away.

Then you’ll see what we mean.

Just look around you.

- Look at Tolga. - Right.

Look at me and Fusun. Once you have children...

...marriage is a nightmare.

I don’t want kids anyway.

Füsun was amazing before we married.

Clothes, hair, everything. Now look at her.

Your wife’s got a moustache..

She doesn’t wax any more.

She’s worse than you. Love is nonsense.

You’re only 30. Just think what you’ll miss.

Look around.

Think of all that stress.

She’ll start nagging about a wedding.

You’ll see what a mistake you made.

I want an orchestra, not a DJ.

Shall we fold the napkins like this, or like this?

What? We won’t have fireworks?

You’ll spend a fortune.

And have to deal with the in-laws.

They’ll all bitch and moan.

Is he talking about me?

- About you two. - Stop exaggerating.

Where’s she from? Istanbul?

Izmir.

You’re totally screwed.

They’re the worst.

Those girls from Izmir.

My condolences, Sinan Ãœnver.

Shame on him.

Efsun?

Izmir girls.

But you’re happy to chase after them?

What have I done wrong? She’s the one who doesn’t wax.

We told you buddies were dangerous.

You’ve got to shake them off.

How?

I don’t know. I’m still young.

You can’t forbid him from seeing them.

Let’s say they’ve made plans.

Tell them to have fun. But sabotage them on the sly.

I don’t know how.

Get sick all of a sudden. Invent a family problem.

You need an emergency.

Worse case scenario, use your tears.

Sis. Get revenge.

This will be his last date with his buddies.

Are you ready to meet the guys?

You’ll like them.

They’re great guys.

I’m sure. I’ll love them to bits.

There they are.

They’re stand-offish at first.

- Welcome. - Hello.

- Tolga, Burak, Emir. - Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you. - I’ve heard so much about you.

Really? Sinan’s talked about me.

I heard the good news. Congratulations.

Thank you.

- Excuse me? - I’ll have a Turkish coffee too,

- Turkish coffee. - And you?

- The same. No sugar. - You?

- No sugar. - All they ever do is hang out and talk.

Get married quick. I’m going to party hard at your wedding.

You’re not wearing a ring. Are you married, Emir?

- Emir’s not the marrying type. - Can I ask how old you are?

37. And I still haven’t found the right girl.

Still?

We fixed you up so many times. Not even one was right for you?

I’m only 37. Chill out.

We’re programmed to get married in the crib. Look how relaxed he is.

He’s nearly 40.

He’s choosy.

Guys, statistics show that a 37-year-old bachelor...

...is less likely to be promoted.

Look at all the top executives.

The most successful businessmen.

They’re all happily married with children.

Not many executives are single. Why?

I’ll tell you. Don’t think too hard.

Because a man with a wife can’t risk losing his job.

Because fathers are more responsible.

Family is important even to mafiosos.

Take the Godfather series.

Or TV. "Married with Children," "Full House" and "Dads".

These shows are all inspirational.

Only one of us is like that.

Which one?

- Me. - You?

How nice. I’m so happy for you.

- What’s her name? - Füsun.

Füsun.

Great. You must be the happiest.

- You could say that. - Sure.

- Can I show you her picture? - Please do.

Look.

That’s Füsun.

And that’s our dog.

Balki.

We have two kids.

- Wonderful. - Thank you.

- So when’s the big day? - August 25.

- August 25? - The astrologist chose it.

I’m kidding. What astrologist?

You’re all staring at me.

I thought you were serious.

August 25,2023.

That’s hilarious.

Efsun, you’re a funny girl.

- Funny? - Funny.

Just get a load of Burak.

Not pretty Not smart.

Just funny.

Are you upset?

I don’t understand. We women make mountains out of mole hills.

So why can’t we make men out of these brutes?

That would be the end of love.

I’m so envious of women who can make do.

Look at what I’ve become.

Haven’t you secretly dreamed of of this for years.

They were castles in the air.

- Are you talking to me? - No, to myself.

How will she manage on her own?

Cooking, doing dishes, cleaning a big house.

We’ll get them a place nearby.

I can’t believe you two.

You try to marry me off all these years...

...and now you want me to live nearby?

I give up. I’m leaving.

For your own good.

How will you manage alone?

Mum, there are only two of us. We won’t have dishes or laundry.

You won’t have dishes because you don’t know how to cook.

How can I travel all that way when you have kids?

Grandma, what kids? We’re not even married yet.

You’ll have kids before you know it.

If I know Cavide, she’ll bring up where you’ll be living.

Don’t let her push you around.

Why would I?

I’ve come here to make peace. She’s actually a good woman.

You’re a regular Pollyanna.

I can’t deal with you anymore.

Don’t let her push you around.

Where shall I put these flowers?

How about the Izmir clock tower?

I don’t understand.

Ah, now I do.

Shall I get out while I can?

Sinan’s running late.

Traffic’s probably bad.

Mine Hanim’s not here?

Are you hungry?

No. Sinan said we’d be eating here.

I haven’t eaten. But that’s okay.

I’ll get you something.

See that, Mum.

She’s worried I’m hungry.

I told you she’s an angel.

Here. Eat it.

The cupboard is bare.

Thank you.

When you’re married, where will you live?

Excuse me.

Sinan and I haven’t discussed that.

There’s a house next to ours. You’ll live there.

They’ve got a one-year contract. It doesn’t matter.

You won’t be married for at least a year.

Welcome. Our apologies. You must be starving.

We cooked earlier. I wish you’d started.

She said she’s not hungry.

Sorry, Efsun. Grandma.

My little pasha.

Are you hungry?

Like a wolf.

- I’ll set the table. - Let me help.

Sorry.

So, kids...

...have you set a date?

Efsun says August.

Which August?

2023.

This August.

We decided on the 25th.

That’s what the little miss wants?

Little miss?

It seemed like a good date.

It’s not carved in stone.

There’s no reason to delay it further.

Daughter-in-law.

Since when do you decide things?

What’s the big rush?

August 25th is a good date. Why delay it further?

Grandmother.

Don’t you want grandkids right away?

You’re not going anywhere.

And I’m not dying any time soon.

I can wait.

The two of you are still getting acquainted.

We’ve known each other for 14 years.

You were kids back then.

You’ve both changed.

Is she the same girl?

Let me rephrase.

We know each other well enough.

You’re marrying this old maid just...

...because she proposed to you in the lift?

- Mother. - Shut up, Tuncay.

Why the big rush?

She’s got something to hide.

And what’s that, Grandma?

You know better than me.

You needle her constantly...

...and still she says nothing.

I’ve noticed, Cavide Sultan.

Sinan.

Mum, you’ve done it now.

Son.

Calm down, son.

If I walk out now, you’ll never see us again. You know that?

Fine then.

Sinan.

God forbid.

Nothing changes. You just stop feeling.

Now it doesn’t sting as much.

I really wonder if I...

...could I have done what Sinan did?

It makes me think.

Could you have?

Efsun. Can I come in?

Since when do you ask that?

You haven’t spoken for a week. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.

I’m fine.

Just a little tired. No big deal.

Mothers notice. Mothers sense things.

You’ll understand when you’re a mother.

- Look at you. Come here. - Mum.

Come here. Let’s talk.

- About what? - Come here, darling.

Efsun.

You mean so much to us.

- Mum? - Shh.

Don’t think you can’t back out.

We’ll drop the whole thing if we have to.

We won’t let anyone mistreat you.

We’ve got all we need. We don’t need anyone.

They’d better realize that. This is ridiculous!

I know. You’re right. But can you keep it down?

June 17, 2015

Sinan, didn’t you bring your flashlight?

You’re up to something.

- Are you scared? - Of course not.

It’s just I remember how we...

...barely escaped last time.

Not a sound.

You’re up to something.

- What is it? - Quiet.

Sinan, you really are scared.

So are you going to pump me up?

Pump up the jam.

Enver will jump out soon.

You always used to sing in the hallway.

- What do you mean? - There was that song? Remember?

My heart’s like the moon.

I follow you everywhere.

‘90s Turkish pop will never recover.

He’s still dancing.

So what? Wait.

Trying your luck again, are you?

I beat you last time, Sinan Ãœnver. Remember?

- Efsun. - Yes.

What’s going on here?

- I don’t know. - Surprise!

Happy birthday, Sinan.

- Hi. - Hi.

Thanks.

It’s time to return this to its owner.

What is it?

You complained I never wrote back.

Actually, I did. But I didn’t send them.

Boy asks for girl’s hand.

If the family consents, they marry.

If the family refuses, they fall in love.

I thought you’d love me more if I played hard to get.

Sinan.

Your grandma’s here.

Let’s go see what she’s up to this time.

Sinan. Go alone. You two need to talk.

I won’t tell you again, Gran.

We’re marrying on August 25.

I think that’s a great date.

I’m sorry about the other night.

It’s not important. It’s a family thing.

I have something for you.

- It’s Sinan’s birthday, but-- - For me?

Yes.

What’s this, Grandma?

I had two rings from my mother.

I gave one to Mine. I’d like you to wear the other one.

If you’ll accept it.

My late mother was a slim, elegant woman.

You can have it re-sized.

Thank you.

It’s an emerald.

What’s truly precious to me is your apology.

Give it back if you don’t like it, Selin.

That’s not what I meant. Thank you.

Bye.

She still calls me "Selin".

It’s stuck on my knuckle.

Aren’t things moving a bit fast, Sinan?

- Why do you keep saying that? - I don’t know.

I guess I wonder if you’re scared too.

Can I be frank?

Yes, just don’t be harsh.

I haven’t told anyone...

...but I’m very scared.

I feel better now.

At least I’m not alone.

What if we fight... if we hurt each other?

- Let’s separate then. - Sinan, that’s not what I mean.

You understand me.

Shall we not go into the sea because of the seaweed?

Wow. What a metaphor.

- I always got an A in Literature. - Oh really?

- I always helped you with your papers.

Alright. I got C’s.

Have you ever fallen in love?

Just once.

Come on, Sinan. Never again, in the last 14 years?

You raised the bar too high.

Sinan, do you want kids?

I haven’t practiced that answer.

I think I asked something you’d rather not answer.

Efsun.

Why are you in the office today?

Ece, I work here. That might be why.

Sweetie.

You were going to look at wedding venues today.

When are you going to look at those Bosphorus palaces?

Girls, I hate to disappoint.

We’re planning a modest wedding.

Sorry. It won’t be what you expect.

Don’t be silly, Efsun.

Sinan’s family is high society.

It’s a question of prestige.

There will be a huge crowd.

The press, news cameras, paparrazi to one side.

And to the other side...

Efsun!

- Dignitairies will come. - The army will be there.

Everyone in the army. They’re all invited.

You get married only once.

How do you know that?

I might divorce my third and fourth husbands. How do you know?

What about your henna party?

Let’s do that at your house. Ask your mum if it’s okay.

We’re not bothering with all that.

You’ve got no soul, Efsun.

Efsun, you get only one wedding.

July 16,2015

Mum, have we got enough people to buy me underwear?

We’re here for more than underwear.

So we’re not getting underwear?

I hope you end up naked.

What does Cavide care about my underwear?

- It’s Sinan. I’ll catch up. - Make it quick.

- Hi. - Hi, Efsun.

How are you, Sinan?

They’re getting you underwear today, right? Can we talk?

I’m wandering through the mall.

Good. Now listen. There’s a model I like. I’m texting it.

But get it in red. Okay?

Go ahead. I’m waiting.

Oh Sinan. Of all the things to worry about right now.

No, this dressing gown is best. Look.

- Yes. - Who’s going to wear that?

Clark Gable? May he rest in peace.

- Sinan, of course. - Why?

The dressing gown is as important as the groom’s suit.

Of course. I’d divorce him if he didn’t wear one.

Sorry. My phone.

What!

- Sinan, where are her knickers? - Isn't it nice?

Whatever she’s wearing has disappeared in her crack.

And why are you looking at photos like this?

At least consider it. See ta.

See ta?

A little plain, isn’t it?

I’d prefer something sexier.

Something more revealing.

Something clingy to show her curves.

What’s going on here? Grandma?

In front of my mother-in-law!

What?

Look.

Look.

What’s that?

What are you doing?

Why don’t we head to a sex shop for some appliances while we’re at it?

At your age. So vulgar.

Are these napkins French?

That’s the couple’s monogram.

The dinner service has the same crest.

Oh. That means we get to keep the plates.

Efsun.

Tell us about your dream wedding.

We have the classiest wedding organizer in Istanbul.

My idea of...

...a dream wedding.

Something natural. And organic.

Great idea.

We’ll serve natural fertilizer.

Great idea. You have so much of it.

Mother.

Mine Hanim, I know just the venue.

There’s a place I’ve had in mind...

...for many years.

Let’s go look at it. We can have high tea...

...while we discuss the details. Alright?

The ceremony. Sinan and Efsun at the top of the stairs.

Don’t say a word. I know. This is a Bosphorus palace.

The girls sprinkle fairy glitter over the guests.

Whose wedding is she talking about?

Try to look excited.

As she cries "I do" fireworks go off outside.

What are we celebrating? Independence Day?

I’ll give you a smack right here in this palace.

Mum, do me a favor and throw me straight into...

...the dungeon. It’ll do us both a world of good.

Let’s go to the grand salon. Why don’t we continue there?

Now, about the invitations. The color is critical.

Ah, the invitations I turned down because of the color.

The color is decided. White.

First, the number of guests.

How about 700. 200 of them yours.

Mine Hanim, why do we have fewer than you?

We move in wider circles.

We’re the oldest family in Izmir.

Greetings, ladies.

Don’t let me disturb you. I’m going right away.

- Sinan. - Efsun.

- I’m glad you came. - How’s it going? Everything okay?

Grand viziers, sultans, fireworks, seagulls.

Sinan, we need to talk about the wedding.

Sure.

I’m so happy, Sinan. We’re having the wedding I’ve always wanted.

You’d think Mine Hanim was getting married.

Selin.

Ready for the wedding of the year?

Efsun. Grandma, it’s Efsun.

Happy August 25th to the homeland and its people.

Efsun.

August 5,2015

Don’t pull in your gut or later...

...they’ll say you’ve put on weight.

How should I know? Have I been married before?

A full skirt, puffy and multi-layered.

She’s short.

And she’s got broad Turkish hips.

- A puffy skirt would only... - Make her look chunky.

Why try to hide it?

If she’s chunky, she’s chunky.

I fail to meet wedding standards. I’ll be going now.

What about the veil?

Make it long.

Really? Short is better.

Who heard of a short veil? A veil should veil.

But there’s Efsun’s stature problem.

I want a long veil.

We’re not claiming Efsun is tall.

I can’t breathe. This is uncomfortable.

Brides are pretty, not comfortable. Don’t forget that.

This is nice. Right, Mum?

The Ünver family’s bride...

...is wearing that?

Take it off.

It looks cheap.

Turn around. Yes, that’s the one.

Were you looking for a chandelier?

Aren’t we here to choose a gown, Cavide Hanim?

Take it off. Off.

Plain, it doesn’t look like much.

We’ll have a lot of guests from Izmir.

They’ll pin gold coins and cash on her.

Ah, what have we here?

Where’s that from?

It’s fake.

Hold still.

Now that’s lovely.

Now it looks like a bridal gown.

Are you comfortable?

It’s fine. Not suitable for the office...

...but at a special event perhaps...

Sevgi.

Let’s see how the gown looks dancing.

The gown can dance?

This song is for you

Love of my life Beloved spouse

You are springtime Your smile is paradise

The angels...

...sprinkled light

on the face of love

Why the frown?

You ruined the song.

Barbi, Almina, Rasit. Off you go.

- What a snake. - Horrid thing.

You deserve it. For you, I set up a gay chorus.

What more do you want?

- Is that why we came here? - No.

- We came for this. - Here you go.

Mehmet, what’s this?

Would I let you go off without a hen party?

- You’re getting married. - Don’t use that word.

Go here, go there. I like this, not that.

I want this one, not that one.

Nobody asks what I want.

Sinan Bey is nowhere to be seen. He’s living it up.

Shh. No dishing Sinan.

You found a great guy. I’ll rip out your tongue.

If I showed them Sinan’s photo...

...they’d eat you alive.

Every girl’s dream, right?

No, that’s a sewing machine.

Excuse me. One of these.

Don’t overdo it. I’ve got more surprises.

Bottoms up.

Excuse me. One more...

Can I have two more? Make that three.

Would you get down?

I’ll call the police. Get down, please.

Police? Let him do his job.

He’s so hot.

Enough. I feel sick.

Sir.

You’re on our table. People eat on this table.

Do you like my surprise?

I don’t want this.

Keep it away.

Is his shirt off? Efsun?

- Mehmet. Stop it. - Is it off, Efsun?

- Don’t take it off? - Is it off?

This has gone on too long.

We haven’t got to the long bit yet.

Don’t throw that at me. Please, sir.

Sir.

It’s hot in here. Please.

Don’t let them make a home high up in the hills

Mehmet!

Don’t let them send brides to faraway lands

Dance, dance!

Don’t let them send brides to faraway lands

Don’t let them mistreat a mother’s one and only daughter

You think the proposal is the end of it.

It’s not.

When you make that decision you find yourself...

...in a bottomless pit.

Efsun?

Efsun’s not here?

I’ll have a look.

I’d dreamed of a white gown...

...a small cake, a simple reception.

I ended up saying yes to white doves, a laser show...

...a Salsa band, a towering cake...

...and other nonsense.

The processional music.

The recessional music.

The "first dance" music.

The "last dance" music.

Efsun.

Why are you hiding in there like a child?

It’s your wedding day.

And look at you!

What choice do you leave me?

Come on, Efsun. Please.

This is no time for games.

Get ready. Quick.

It’s okay, Mum. She was in the closet.

We’re coming.

August 25

Hold that pose. Great.

I’m taking it.

You’re beautiful.

Just a moment.

What is it, Grandma?

Smile a little. They’ll think it’s a forced marriage.

Her train was crooked.

Now, look toward a bright future.

Where should we look?

Give me a "man of my dreams" look.

That’s me.

Efsun, relax...

...in the groom’s strong arms.

Closer. Closer.

Like a kitten.

We’re not actors. Can’t we just smile?

Right.

I’m taking it. Smile.

Wait a moment.

Take one with me.

I’m coming too.

- Not now. - Out of the way.

Our family, too.

Come on.

They say, know what you want.

I approach things backwards.

I knew what I didn’t want.

A photo like this. A wedding like this.

I never wanted them.

Sinan. Sinan.

Could you come here for a sec?

- Can we talk? - Sure.

When are the folk dancers coming?

- I’m coming. - Okay.

We’ll talk later, dear.

Cavide Sultan. Where are the folk dancers?

Look at the crowd downstairs.

- This wedding will be legend. - The bride deserves no less.

Cavide does things right.

They finally agree on something.

Come on. Let’s go, everyone.

- We’re coming. - Efsun!

It’s a dream come true. So many people down there.

- The press, the cameras. - I know, Ece. I know.

Fat cats and filthy rich. But the army hasn’t come.

Let me go and take a selfie with a fat cat.

Okay, Ece.

Sinan.

Mehmet.

- Can you come here? - Yes?

- Can you find Sinan? - I’ll look for him.

He’s probably with Emir.

I’ll find him straight away.

You look lovely.

And you look like a king.

The princess is a little scared.

Why’s that?

I’ll be at your side. Don’t be scared.

I don’t want to face that crowd.

Count to 100. You’ll find you feel better...

...before you reach 50.

17. 18.

- 19. - Efsun, are you in there?

20.

Can you hear me?

Efsun, we’re worried.

Sinan, I’m so sorry.

What happened to us?

Efsun.

There’s nothing more difficult...

...than comforting yourself. But if you want to--

I know: "You can succeed if you want to."

How much longer are you going to hide?

It’s your life.

You need to take charge.

Efsun.

Go on.

I’m going to break down the door.

Be careful.

Sinan.

- Efsun. - Efsun.

What are you doing? Are you mad?

Ladies, leave us.

But we’re worried.

What’s wrong?

Your family. My family.

What about us? It’s all such a mess.

Perhaps there will be an amazing wedding downstairs.

But it doesn’t feel like mine.

Even this gown doesn’t.

I thought you were thrilled.

I never dreamt of all this, Sinan.

All I wanted was you.

We lost each other a little in all the confusion.

I washed it. It's clean.

Really.

- Shall we start again? - What? How?

What are you doing?

In sickness and in health...

...for richer, for poorer...

...will you spend the rest of your life with me?

- Will you marry me, Efsun? - Sinan.

Do you realize you’re proposing to a bride?

Yes.

Well then...

...be quick about it.

They’re all out there. What are you doing?

Emir.

Listen carefully.

Soon...

We’re here.

Ah, the registrar. Sinan, where are we going?

I don’t know.

This way.

Just look at us.

So?

- This way. - This way.

Where are we going?

Oh.

It’s so pretty here.

They must be looking for us.

Never mind them.

You found what you were looking for.

I hope I’m next. Come on, uncle.

This is a first for me.

Get started. It’ll be a first for us too.

It was obvious this would happen.

Our money has disgraced us.

Money, money, money.

Our honor has suffered, Madame.

Half of Izmir is here.

Good. Izmir has found out what you’re made of.

Come on.

It’s a disgrace what you’ve done.

Don’t push me

Where are you, Efsun?

- Efsun Özcim. - Yes?

Do you take Sinan Ãœnver...

...to be your legally wedded husband?

I do.

Sinan Ãœnver.

Do you take Efsun Özcim...

...to be your legally wedded wife?

I definitely do.

And the witnesses?

Yes, uncle, yes.

Sinan.

Are you sure about this?

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