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NETFLIX PRESENTS

We're always trying to keep up with stuff.

Studying, love life,

friends, family, classes…

The list is long, and life isn't.

Being an adult may be all about development.

What about life lessons?

PRIVATE LESSON

That's where I step in

and become the person the clients need the most.

-Here she is! My art tutor Ekin. -Hello.

Not figuratively. Literally.

My counselor Ms. Asude.

Greetings.

I'm Azra, by the way. I'm a private tutor.

Clients decide the topic.

Just for you.

Look at it.

Girls?

I don't think the families need to know every detail.

After all, it's called a "private" tutor for a reason.

DÜNYA UNIVERSITY

FINE ARTS CLUB

CULINARY CLUB MUSIC CLUB

BIKING CLUB

Hey, girls.

What's with the idiot's getup?

And the name…

I can't read it. Is that Immo… Emo?

Yeah, it's "emo." Right.

It's the Immortal Literaries Club. What's so hard to read?

She's cranky too.

Afife Jale!

Her name's Jale.

I think she's crazy. Come on.

But… my name's Hande!

How do you not know who Afife Jale is?

I mean, there's the Biking Club, the Erasmus Club…

And this is the Immortal Literaries Club!

None of you know it?

-She's a lunatic. -Yeah.

Look at the place. It's a mess.

Hey…

Hande?

Afife Jale!

This girl is a mess.

Azra, I swear you're a miracle.

If it weren't for you,

I wouldn't be able to score a date with Tibet.

That's for sure.

Easy, girls. Someone's going to hear.

-I don't care. -We're in the bathroom anyway.

Well, I don't care if anyone hears.

It'd be better for my rep.

OUT OF ORDER

See? There's no one. It's out of order.

If it weren't for your tutoring--

You'd be walking around like, "What are we exactly, Tibet?"

Cansu!

He fell for me hard, though.

He all but begged me.

I swear you've built my image from the ground up.

You even called the dean as my parent.

There's no topping that.

This has been the most useful private lesson ever.

Stop exaggerating, girls. Let's go.

I'm not exaggerating.

Who knows how many lives you've touched and changed.

I'm understating if anything.

I want private lessons too.

I want to be noticed too.

I want to be Utku's girlfriend.

Are you crazy? Who are you? What is this?

Hi. I'm Hande. I overheard you in the bathroom.

Help me too. I'm begging you!

So you eavesdropped on us in the bathroom,

jumped me like a maniac,

and you're asking for my help?

-Yeah. -Good luck in life.

-Azra, watch the road! -Are you insane?

I hate how they stare at each other while they drive in the movies too.

-Get out, then. -Never.

Oh, you're going to.

I won't.

Such nerve. Seriously!

You want me to call the cops?

But your phone's here.

What exactly do you want?

I want the lesson Melis is taking.

I mean, you could build my image too.

How to attract a boy's attention and stuff.

-It's not-- -Don't try to say no.

Melis was talking about how you changed lives.

You didn't object, so there must be others.

You're smart too.

I'm surprised.

You're being rude.

And what you're doing isn't rude?

Please.

Please. Azra, I'm begging you.

Please. I'm begging you. Please.

-Unlock the door. Let's talk. -Here.

Here.

I would've told my aunt if you'd refused anyway.

You would've told your aunt?

How old are you, five?

Go ahead and call her. Tell her I said hi.

Because I'm not helping.

Your call.

Hande?

Hey, Auntie. How are you?

What was wrong with you today? I couldn't talk in front of others.

We'll talk about that later.

There's something important I want to tell you.

Make it quick, Hande. I'm swamped.

Right. I get it.

It's not easy being the dean.

Let's talk later, honey.

I need to go now. See you.

-Give me that! -Bye.

Give me that!

Did you just yank my hair?

How old are you, five?

So you're the new dean's niece?

Just to be clear, what were you going to tell her?

That you were waltzing around the campus mingling with the students.

You are smart. You're the first to notice.

I'm surprised.

Afife Sherlock Holmes.

Don't underestimate the great Afife Jale.

Stop playing around.

All right. Just put it there.

Be careful with that box, man.

Some people.

Oh, come on. They're blocking the entire street.

I hope it doesn't break.

Hey, man.

Dude, you're blocking the street.

At least move the boxes so we can get home.

Just hang on, lady.

The building won't run away.

Please just move the boxes, guys.

Let the ladies through.

What the hell?

Want to sneak in here too?

No, that's absurd. I'll be back tomorrow.

That's good to hear.

By the way, don't snitch on me.

Never! I can keep a secret.

See you. Oh! Which floor was it?

Second.

All right. Second.

Oh, come on.

Excuse me!

Hello? Anyone?

Oh! Sorry.

Welcome to the building.

Hi, lady. How can I help you?

-You're the… -Burak.

"Unit 3" is enough, I think.

I'm downstairs.

Not that you can see the door number because of the cabinet.

Please move it so I can get into my apartment at least.

I mean, I can't move it right now.

Is that so? When, then?

Not sure. You'll have to wait, lady.

Here, man.

"Lady"? Seriously?

Good morning!

Right. I forgot about you.

Damn you, Mercury retrograde.

This is more like a meteor.

-What was that? -I was saying you crashed into my life.

I don't get it.

That's what I'm talking about.

Yet you want tutoring.

I excel at classes, though.

I did a little research before I came here.

A little. Sure.

All right. Here goes.

The Art of Seducing Men,

Women and Men,

Time for Change.

Not that changing is the key, but--

Hande.

Yes?

Easy.

Calm down. Coffee?

No. I can't have coffee.

It makes me all energetic and talkative.

-Stimulants have that effect-- -Okay. Chamomile tea.

Tea is fine.

You're amazing. You look so gorgeous.

Keep your chin down.

Give me that beautiful laugh.

Why do you think

people think I act like I'm old?

Not that I'm going to live my life based on what they think.

They've all sold their souls to social media.

They don't even have a personality.

It's like a fragmented avatar…

It's like they have fragmented avatars or something.

But I'm nothing like them.

I think I have my own unique style, and…

Oh, come on.

They should see you before calling me old.

You're like a grandma…

Anyway.

I don't think I look old. Right?

Do I look old?

What if Utku sees me the same way?

Azra, why would you--

What's a "stimulant"?

-Something that excites your body-- -Is your outfit exciting?

I'm comfortable.

You're not supposed to be. Be comfortable when you're old.

-Are you stressed or something? -No. Why?

You're being passive-aggressive to me.

If you're an expert, go chat him up yourself.

You're blackmailing me. I might as well be all-out aggressive.

All right. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

But you're the only one who can help me.

Plus, you know I'll never leave you alone if you refuse.

-I can't believe this. -Please.

Azra, please.

I wouldn't blackmail you if I weren't so desperate.

SCHEDULE

Wow. She does work a lot.

Does this profession have a name?

I bet you make a lot.

Hande! It's none of your business.

YOUR DREAMS ARE ONE CLICK AWAY

Why would one choose such a career?

Are you traumatized or something?

Oh, a customer!

You have a customer, Azra.

What are you doing?

Don't you have any boundaries?

So that's how they find you.

I could've sent a message if I'd known. You made such a fuss.

You think it's so easy, huh? How would you find a reference?

I think my aunt would vouch for me.

Or even… What was her name?

Don't tell me.

What was it?

Melisa would vouch for me too. You pretended to be her parent, remember?

All right.

It's obvious I can't get rid of you.

Utku's having a party tonight.

-I'm not sure if you're aware. -I'm not.

Let's start with that.

Rule number one.

You're going to do what I tell you.

Okay. I promise.

Books can't teach you about life.

You need practice. Get rid of that nonsense too.

Practice.

I need practice.

Your aunt won't come home, right?

-Let's not get caught. -No. It's too early.

You wore me out all night long, Burak. I'm exhausted.

You're fine. Send me your schedule.

-We'll arrange an appointment. -Sure.

Hey! The cabinet is still here.

Hey, Unit 3.

Morning.

It totally slipped my mind. I'm sorry.

Apparently, some neighbor complained about the truck,

so the guys had to leave early.

Is that supposed to be an apology?

Look. You saw how busy I am with work.

I'll have it moved once I'm done.

See you.

"Work," he says.

I can't believe this.

More like a work of art.

Yeah, just like you.

I can't take this first thing in the morning.

What's up with you?

I had a sliver of hope. It's gone now.

Why would Utku like me?

If these are women,

I'm something else.

You're something else, all right,

but obviously not very perceptive.

The second one's boob job was a mess.

Her under-eye filler was okay.

The first one's boots were so out of fashion.

Her hair was all burnt because of the straightener.

You can't even get a comb through.

Whatever, Hande.

We're in a hurry anyway.

We have a lot to do.

-He has a lot of girls coming-- -Hande!

Welcome.

Hey, baby!

NAZIM HİKMET NEW POEMS / TALES

When did you move in with your aunt?

She raised me.

Let's go to my room. I have some cool stuff.

All right.

Come in.

See?

These are cool.

No need to buy new clothes.

Children starve in Africa.

Seriously, how old are you, Hande?

If the goal really is Utku,

we have a lot to do.

Is it that bad?

Your taste in men is debatable too.

I'm positive I want Utku.

Let's go shopping, then.

First, we need to take care of something.

-Come on. -Take care of something?

See? This is still not fixed.

This won't work, honey. Start over.

What's that?

I won't sign this. It's just poorly done.

YILDIZ KENTER MY THEATER NOTES

This won't do.

I don't know what to say, Hande. This is new coming from you.

Also, this tutoring thing feels kind of forced.

She called me the other day all excited. I was busy, so I couldn't talk.

Just put it in there with the others. Go ahead, honey.

Oh, you like Yıldız Kenter?

I'm sorry?

Oh, this.

Yes. She tutored me back in the day.

I chose a different major, though.

I'm currently a graduate student here.

-Here? -Yes.

But theater has always been a passion of mine,

thanks to Mrs. Kenter.

Unbelievable. Bravo. Excellent.

See, Hande, if you'd told me earlier, everything would've been different.

She's been talking about doing stand-up. It's ridiculous.

You need a solid foundation.

I mean, it's not always easy to instinctively think like you, Auntie.

It takes time, you know. But I'm starting to get it.

With Ms. Azra's help, I'll hopefully achieve my goals.

If you have the potential, that is.

But setting the right goal is crucial too.

-Of course. -You've put it so well. Bravo.

Kudos to you as well, Hande.

-You're amazing. -I try.

Well, good luck to you both, then.

I… Never mind. I'll get one for myself.

By the way,

I was thinking about taking Hande to the Nazım Hikmet Oratorio.

Just as a start.

If you'll allow it, of course.

I might drop her off a bit later than usual.

Excellent. Don't be too late, though.

Shall we begin?

We shall.

Come on.

Inner beauty is important, Hande.

Is this your idea of it? I thought it was the soul.

Azra!

I have boobs. Hang on.

Azra, they're like 3D!

Azra?

Quick question. You think…

It's time for makeup.

I'm not that clueless, you know. I have a makeup bag.

I have some testers in it. Hang on.

What's in it?

Blush, lipstick, and mascara.

I see.

What else is there?

I'll just…

Come on, Hande. Hurry up.

Oh, wow! Azra, it's…

Azra, look.

Hey, Azra.

He looked.

Utku Atalan just looked at me.

I'm going home. I just can't.

Don't be ridiculous.

Just be shocked later.

It's time to act. Come on.

Wait. I can't walk.

Azra, here.

-What's up, girls? -Not much.

-New client? -Yeah.

-Thanks to you. -What?

-She's the dean's niece. -You're kidding me!

She eavesdropped on us.

-Oopsie! -What were you talking about?

You know, just girl talk.

Never mind that. Just be friends with her.

I'll take care of it.

Babe! Here.

Enjoy.

Yes!

I assume you just hacked someone's account.

No. This girl doesn't deal with basic stuff like that anymore.

I'll have you know I went international.

Please don't get into trouble, Cansu.

It'll be difficult telling your mom what a hacker is.

Oh, no!

She still thinks Facebook is the internet.

Attention, peuple!

Señores, señoritas!

Are we having fun?

-Ugh, such a show-off. -All right.

Tonight, as always,

this hat will go to the king or the queen

who manages to drink the most tequila!

Let's get the shots here!

Let's go, people!

Keep going!

Shots?

Excuse me.

I'm having so much fun!

I'm so happy right now.

I know, but don't lose control, Hande.

This won't work.

Azra!

I can't hear you.

Azra, it's so loud. I didn't catch a word.

Let's go freshen up.

Duygu?

Azra?

What's up, Duygu?

Cenk, this is Azra.

Wow. Azra, huh? I've heard a lot about you.

I was telling Duygu she should stay at my place tonight,

but she's just dragging her feet.

I hear you solve issues like this.

Leave her alone.

Leave her alone?

-What's it to you? -Let's go.

-Let's just go. -Hang on a second.

Just do us a favor tonight.

Don't worry. I'll pay what you want.

You've got the wrong girl. Leave!

You see what he's trying to do, right? You realize he's belittling you?

I told you so many times. I warned you.

You're going home.

-You have cash for the cab? -Yes.

Thank you.

Yeah!

Hande!

Azra! I won, Azra.

Aren't you going to help?

I was just looking for a shovel…

so we could bury her.

Damn it. You're so stubborn.

The cabinet's still here.

I'm the stubborn one?

You really believe that?

Look. It's 11:00 p.m.

I must sober her up and take her home. We can't get in.

You were asking about her aunt too.

You're up to something, but whatever.

What? We're definitely not.

Hey! Here.

I see you've been eavesdropping.

It's Mrs. Makbule, the building's prude.

She's trying to eavesdrop.

Oh, wow. She's just like you.

I bet you'd get along.

Azra, just stop being so stubborn. Let's go to my place.

Come on.

Just find me a bed so I can--

-Hande! -I need to sit down.

Let's just go.

Hande, shut up.

Sorry for the mess. I'm not settled in yet.

No, we're sorry. We're kind of here unannounced.

You're okay, right?

-Hande, you're okay, right? -Yeah.

I'll make some coffee just in case.

You want some too?

Sure, I'll have a cup.

The whips must be in the bedroom.

What?

The neighbors must be in their bedrooms.

Hande! What are you doing?

-Get up. Come on! -Let go. I want to wash my face.

Just get up.

I just wanted to wash my face.

This woman…

This… Azra…

This woman is just perfect.

Because this woman will…

You don't know.

She'll hook me up with Utku.

I swear, this woman…

You don't know her, okay?

You don't know her.

She can do it.

She can do everything.

You don't know her yet.

Yeah. I just haven't had the chance.

But…

But her name's Azra.

I found that out at least.

Hey, look.

I'm Hande, by the way.

I'm Hande.

Not sure how to spell it right now, though.

I mean, I can't know everything.

He makes me laugh.

What did she have?

Tequila, but it hit her like absinthe.

Some air might do her good.

-Nice idea. -Where…

All right. Come on.

Come on.

That feels good.

Breathe.

I swear…

I thought I'd grow old

before I had the chance to dance and have a boyfriend.

I'm so glad I have you, Azra.

I'm so glad I have you, Azra.

I'm sure you two didn't realize, but I was almost drunk, you know.

There's no point in drinking that much. I won't do it again.

Coffee?

-It's coffee. You sure, Azra? -Have some. It'll help.

-Are you sure? -Yeah.

Is that…

Does that car kind of look like my aunt's?

Thanks.

Ülker?

-What's she doing here? -I sent her my location.

Because I've been such a burden on you.

I'm really sorry.

I figured it was time for me to go.

-Damn it, Hande. -Do you guys think my aunt's car…

-Watch her. -Does it look like my aunt?

Or does my aunt look like the car?

But seriously, the car…

Grab her.

Grab her?

-Watch her. -My hat!

No elevator?

Hande?

Ms. Ülker, hello.

-Hi. -All right.

We're here.

Is this for real?

You know what we're going to do? We're going to play a nice game.

-You ready? -Yes.

-Yes. Hello. -Hello.

I suppose you're here for Hande.

You know, since she invited you.

-Was the place easy to find? -Yes, it was.

-Awesome. -Where's Hande?

I was just going to say that.

"Where's Hande?"

Sounds like a theater play, right? Just like For Whom the Bell Tolls.

Sure. Hande!

Why is she making me wait?

-I mean, Hande… -Hande!

-Hande's asleep. -What?

We had a long day, so she just drifted off.

What? That's not like her at all.

I mean…

-Just move, honey. I'll get her. -All right.

This is messed up.

Hande.

Hande, get up, honey.

Baby.

Maybe we shouldn't disturb her.

No way. I mean… This is not okay.

I mean…

We just moved in. Sorry for the mess.

Have her call me as soon as she's up.

-Wake her early. -Sure. Don't worry.

-Good night. -Good night.

For God's sake.

This is so not like her.

-Hello. -What is this?

-Is she gone? -Yeah.

Where's Hande?

Azra, I won.

I won.

Yeah, you won.

I hate playing against you. You're so good at it.

Don't be such a sore loser.

The wig suits you.

Thank you.

-Come on. -Okay.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Hande, come on. Go to sleep.

-I'll go up and get our things. -Yeah, right.

-What's that supposed to mean? -Nothing.

I was just drunk, you know. Not blind.

Hande.

-Go to sleep. -Good night.

Hey! Say hi to Burak for me.

Your coffee's cold.

I can make more.

Nah. I should go.

But I was actually here to get our things.

Can't even think straight.

Here's our first subject.

Ways to impress men.

What's the biggest mistake Cinderella makes?

Not saying no to her stepmom.

No.

Picking a guy who's only after looks.

Right.

Did you just take a jab at me?

Not at all.

Just enlightening you.

You have to find your own style.

You look down on girls who imitate pop icons,

but you're imitating Afife Jale.

I mean, I'm not judging your wardrobe,

but that's what old literary authors would wear.

Just be yourself.

I'll be myself.

Hello.

What can I get you?

Skinny double-shot macchiato. No sugar, 120 degrees. You?

Doesn't matter.

And a black sugar strawberry milkshake.

Coming right up.

Don't ever say, "Doesn't matter."

If you think it doesn't matter…

Why would guys think I matter?

Exactly.

You know what impresses men the most at first glance?

Boobies.

PUT A SMILE ON

Booties?

Oh, I see.

-Our smile. -Bravo.

Fortunately, you have a great smile,

but you have to make eye contact when you smile

because the face reflects what that person makes us feel.

Well done.

You're ready for fieldwork. Let's go.

I imagined "fieldwork" was a metaphor,

but you literally brought me to a game.

Be present at all times, but never take a direct approach.

He's coming. I swear.

He checked me out!

You're on his radar now.

One last thing.

Don't over-laugh at their jokes.

That's the hardest,

because when we're truly in love,

it's almost impossible to hold back.

No drunk queen today?

Don't over-laugh at their jokes.

Something's missing.

-Do you have time for coffee? -Yeah, sure.

But…

I'll take a rain check.

Let's not do it right away.

Sure.

Let's not do it right away.

When, then?

Doesn't matter.

Don't ever say, "Doesn't matter." If you don't think it matters…

I'll just go in.

All right, then. You go in, and I'll go up.

-Okay. -Okay.

-See you. -See you.

If you'd just take a step

If you'd just notice

If only loneliness would

Just up and vanish

Just for once Please, please

If you'd just look me in the eye

If all the lies would just disappear

If all our troubles would just perish

The point I'm making

Is that I'm spiraling

You're either mine or dead

I'm just saying

Please, please, please

For my crime, I ask forgiveness

Please, please, please

Surrender yourself

I've let him go

I hope I won't die alone

Please, please, please

Surrender yourself

Please, please, please

For my crime, I ask forgiveness

Please, please, please

Surrender yourself

If you'd just take a step--

If you'd just take a step

If you'd just notice…

You want milk in your coffee?

Yes!

Coffee.

Such a nice neighbor.

Absolutely not, I say!

I cannot let men in.

You're the worst.

I implore you, milady. Please allow me to steal all but one kiss.

We're not cavemen, mister.

If you do mean it,

bring your family, get mine's blessing, and then kiss me.

Such shenanigans are frowned upon in the 19th century.

What? The 19th century?

Come here.

I swear they think

men and women start having sex the minute they're alone.

True. I mean…

Maybe we're just friends?

Right?

Plus, we're neighbors, bro.

Yeah, sis. Sis.

Make yourself comfortable.

Your living room is spacious.

You tore down the wall.

I mean, for instance…

Please don't get me wrong.

Why would I?

For instance, I'd get it

if she thought that way

about your guests the other day, but…

I see. You're still hung up on that.

You're repressing your inner Makbule.

What? Why would you say that?

You assumed I had sex with them.

No, I didn't. Not me. I just thought Makbule would think that.

Why would I think that?

This is getting ridiculous.

All right.

I'll explain what it was to Makbule, I guess.

So there is an explanation?

So, you were curious about the costumes. I mean, not just curious.

You were dying to know, yet you didn't ask.

Why would you not ask?

If you knew, why didn't you explain?

You didn't ask.

Because it's your life.

It's your fantasy, after all.

Fantasy?

I mean, the costumes, the wigs,

the women…

Oh, you thought…

the costumes were…

Mrs. Makbule, you've been watching too many movies.

Stop calling me Makbule.

There you go. She must've called the morality police.

Azra, please listen before getting mad.

Why would I get mad?

-I know I promised you, but-- -Just tell me.

I said listen before getting mad. You're already mad.

Knock again.

She malfunctions sometimes. A reboot usually fixes it.

Oh! Hande? Welcome. How are you?

Hi, Burak.

Utku's about to pick me up.

And?

And I told my aunt I'd stay here to study dramaturgy.

Please don't tell her. I want to go so bad.

-Hande! -It's her.

How could you lie without telling me?

That's the issue here?

What if she calls me or the girls?

She was already suspicious the other day.

Please. Pretty please.

Fine. Just go.

Thank you!

If you're going to be worried, we can follow her with my bike.

Seriously?

Thank you.

Does speeding scare you?

Hop on.

DÜNYA UNIVERSITY

-I'll pay you later, okay? -Sure thing.

Where are you guys going? You can't party without me.

What are they doing? Why are they at the campus?

I'll show you.

What are you doing? You'll humiliate her.

We'll be humiliated if her aunt hears.

The administration is a bigger concern here.

She is the administration.

Here they are.

You don't have to do this.

I'm not leaving you all alone.

You coming?

I am.

I've never done something this crazy.

Why are we here this late?

Hang on. You haven't seen the half of it.

By the way, I'm a photographer.

So?

-So those girls are models. -So?

-So the costumes-- -Security.

-Let's go. -What?

Come on.

So the costumes are for the photoshoots.

-So? -So…

I don't have a girlfriend.

I see.

All right. Come on.

IMPROVE YOURSELF SWIMMING IS LIFE

Were you really jealous?

What? Who? Me? Never.

Never. Why would I be? I wasn't jealous.

They were nothing to be jealous of.

Sure. I mean, they're only

the winner and the runner-up of Best Model.

Why would you be jealous?

You're an ass.

I'd rather take pictures of you.

Why?

You're so much more beautiful.

Oh yeah?

Your authenticity.

Your beauty.

Your smile.

Your little nod when you laugh.

Your lip-biting…

when you're nervous.

This is from Utku.

We'll be by the pool. Delete the footage.

I'll take care of it.

-Not without watching it first, though. -The pool.

What's up?

There they are.

It's Ms. Ülker.

Hi, Ms. Ülker.

Hande's in the bathroom. We'll call you in a bit.

All right. Goodbye.

Come on.

Let's see how crazy you actually are, huh?

Hande!

Azra?

Why is your phone on silent?

I called you so many times. What if it were an emergency?

-Go ahead. -Sorry for bothering you.

It's our campus and pool.

Why would I be bothered?

Grab your things. Let's go.

Princess?

Who are you supposed to be?

What's your deal?

Excuse me?

Azra, please.

-I mean it-- -Is this what you wanted?

Was everything for him?

What are you doing?

-I didn't know we'd be here-- -Shut up! That's not the issue.

I'm calling your aunt.

You just took a shower, okay?

Hey, Utku.

Let it go, man. Come here.

See, we're all young.

We're having fun. Right?

So we have our reasons.

What I don't get is that

why you two are here this late.

Huh? You know what? Don't tell me.

I'll find out anyway.

I'm really curious

as to what you'll find out.

Well, I'll tell you.

I'm going to find out what that witch is up to.

Is that what you're going to do, handsome guy?

Let's not drag this out, man.

We'll meet again.

Oh, we will.

Come on, people. Let's have some fun.

WHEN SHOULD WE DO THE SWIMMING LESSON?

That's Burak.

-What's up? -Not much. You?

-I was on my way to your place. -What?

I was on my way to your place.

I can't hear you. Come over here.

I was going to ask if you're free tonight.

I am. Why?

How about we skip the running, the hiding,

the sobering up of the intoxicated youth,

and have dinner, just the two of us?

I think that'd be amazing.

Awesome. When should I pick you up?

I have a client. I'll call you when it's over.

Sure.

I'm going to visit my parents anyway.

-Let's stay in touch, then. -Okay.

See you.

I used to have a tutor who used to say, "Don't jump at the offers."

She's unfortunately gone now.

Is that so?

How about you think about what you did first?

I didn't want to break in, Azra.

-I told them, but-- -That's not the issue.

-What is it, then? -Misalignment.

Getting a man doesn't mean sleeping with him.

That's their endgame.

You're confusing me right now.

I wasn't trying to sleep with him anyway.

But it's what he wants.

What were you doing with those people anyway?

They're not your folk.

You almost took both of us down. Big mistake.

Why is hanging out with them my fault?

I thought men and women were equal.

Men and women aren't equal. They're at balance.

Each play their part so they can be whole.

Got it?

I'm truly sick of this "Ten Rules/Tricks of Love" thing.

Can't I just live my life now?

You can.

But only after you find the balance.

Get to know him first.

I don't like the kid anyway.

And what's with the attempt to unbutton your shirt by the pool?

Come on, Azra.

Utku didn't mean anything bad.

He just wanted me to be a part of their group

and have some fun is all.

Hande, learn how to say no already.

Don't jump at everything.

Like you do?

UTKUMYLOVE LET'S HANG OUT SOMETIME

-No way! -What?

What?

-You just said, "No way." -Did I?

You just said it, Hande.

Oh, that? There's an 85% discount on Russian classics.

I got a text about it.

It's a limited-time offer. I'll go check it out.

Thank you so much.

I'll talk to you later.

You silly girl.

It's 10:00 already?

Why go on a trip all of a sudden?

It's a school trip, Dad.

Ms. Tuğçe will be our chaperone anyway.

Bahar, you know I don't want you staying somewhere else.

I don't want it at all.

İsmail, I just said that.

Does adding "at all" make it any clearer?

Don't mock me in front of the kid.

Son, where are you? Come sit with us for a minute.

Don't go hard on my sis.

Just let her go. It'll be fine.

Her teacher, Ms. Tuğçe, will be coming to get our permission anyway.

Oh, Mommy!

I'm begging you. Please.

Stop it. We still haven't said yes.

Let's go to the kitchen.

Any good news?

Sure.

We're having dinner tonight. We'll see.

Good.

Are you still mad at me, Dad?

You should be glad.

I don't get it.

If I'm still getting mad, there must be hope, right?

You broke your mom's heart too.

Just hers, Dad?

Go help them. Come on.

I'll get it. It's Ms. Tuğçe. Go ahead.

Come in.

-Did you lay the groundwork? -You bet I did.

-Call them. -All right.

Mom, Ms. Tuğçe is here.

Welcome, Miss.

Hello.

We were just setting the table.

I shouldn't take up too much of your time. I'm just here for the--

Welcome, Ms. Tuğçe.

We won't let you go without having dinner.

All right. I'll go wash up.

-You know where it is. -I do. Thank you.

Here, son.

Look. Don't push her too hard.

Don't embarrass her in front of her teacher.

She's not a kid. Why are you doing this?

Just let her go. Her teacher came all the way here.

All right, son.

It's the oven. Please get the tray, Burak.

Take a seat, Miss.

You were just saying something.

Oh, yes. A routine weekend school trip.

I'll be there to supervise them.

We'll be on our way in roughly two hours.

-I'll drop her off on Sunday. -Yeah.

By the way, this is my brother Burak.

Son, just put it on the table.

Ms. Tuğçe.

It's so nice to meet you.

So… what's this talk about a trip?

Son?

Why a trip all of a sudden?

You just said you'll leave in two hours, right?

Didn't you have other plans?

Don't be ridiculous, son.

We don't let Bahar have sleepovers.

What?

Burak, come on.

Let this be my lesson.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course. By all means, go ahead.

Burak.

-By all means, go ahead. -What are you doing?

Ms. Tuğçe.

What was that?

Shame on you.

I'm just being a big brother. So what?

Big brother!

Hang on a second!

Don't you think you owe me an explanation, "Ms. Tuğçe"?

Or Azra.

Or should I just say Unit 3?

-Your name isn't even Azra. -No, it is.

It actually is? It's all fine, then.

So what do you do? Change names and trick families?

No, I help kids.

Helping kids, she says.

Just look at you.

Look at that wig. You've built a whole image for this.

Who are you, girl? Who are you exactly?

-I can explain-- -I don't want to hear it.

Where were you going to take my sister?

-You're not listening. -Why would I?

You lied to me too, you know.

So lying is a job to you, huh?

Wait.

What's up?

Can't handle the truth, missy?

It's natural when you're used to lies.

This is why I didn't tell you.

This is exactly why Bahar came to me and not you.

What?

We're very close, my sister and I.

At least we used to be until you came around.

Is that so?

They need me because everyone thinks that.

You think you get her, but you don't even listen.

Shut up.

Burak? Ms. Tuğçe?

What the hell? Can't I go on a trip with my teacher?

You're still lying to me to my face.

Get inside before I get mad, Bahar.

If only you'd listen first.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Really, who are you?

Don't you have even a speck of shame?

"If only you'd listen first!"

Why would I listen to you? Why?

Why would I listen to you? So you could lie to me?

Just look at you.

Look at that wig. You've built a whole image for this.

So what do you do? Change names and trick families?

Who are you? Who are you exactly?

Azra!

Azra.

Stop it already! What do you want?

Mrs. Makbule, I'm sure you're curious.

I'll save you the effort and tell you.

You see this man?

He judges before he listens.

-Wait. Tell her from the top. -I would if you listened.

Look, Mrs. Makbule.

She puts on disguises

and gets money from families.

-She made my sister lie. -Leave Bahar out of this.

Who brought her into this?

You'd get it if you just listened to me, but--

Move.

Duygu, this is not a--

What?

All right. Calm down, Duygu. Where are you?

I'll be there.

You don't get Azra at all.

-Azra-- -She's not what she pretends to be.

She was right. You really don't listen.

I'm not like you, though.

I listen.

"Such shenanigans are frowned upon in the 19th century."

That's right.

If it weren't for Azra, how would your sister take dance classes?

Dance classes? What are you talking about?

Poor guy. You don't know anything about anything.

But how do you know?

Son, Azra's on the phone all day,

and the walls are paper-thin.

Hang on. Bahar wants to be a dancer?

She already is a dancer.

You know the money your parents gave Azra for the private lessons?

Azra's been spending it on Bahar's dance classes for months.

There's a contest this weekend.

-A dancing contest? -Yeah.

Why would you send nudes to a guy online, Duygu?

Do you even know who he is?

He's RomanticRascal753.

Is that it?

So you sent nudes to a stranger? You shouldn't have, even if you knew him.

So it's my fault he's blackmailing me?

You sent him money?

I did.

I did, but he's asking for more.

He even shared one of them with my face blurred today.

That's why I rushed to call you.

He said he'll post my face and name if I don't pay him by tomorrow.

What a scumbag.

How do you even find such guys, Duygu?

I don't know.

Why didn't you ask for my help?

Why didn't you tell me?

You moved and saved yourself.

So I'm stuck here trying to realize their dreams.

You don't get Azra at all.

And what she means to us.

She filled the void you left. She's been a sister to me.

She's a good person.

You don't see it, but she's been helping all of us.

Can we talk for a minute?

Azra, can you hear me?

What about your parents?

How did I not think of that?

How am I going to tell them, though?

"While you were peeling oranges in the living room,

I went to my room, got naked, and sent nudes."

Yeah?

Instant heart attack for Dad and a diabetic shock for Mom.

What if he shares them?

What if they see them?

They'll kill either him or me.

Stop it.

I should just pay him more than what he's asking up front.

I can't do this, Azra! I can't go on like this.

-I can't do this. -Calm down.

I'm here for you, okay?

Don't worry. We'll figure it out. Trust me.

-You promise? -I promise.

I promise.

There's an emergency. Get over here.

Nothing! I scoured through his computer, but nothing.

He must be using an external drive.

How haven't you found who he is yet?

-But… -But what?

I see.

Just tell us what, girl.

Hang on a sec, honey.

He has a security system at his place.

If we can hack it, we can watch the place.

That's my girl!

What are we waiting for?

Let's do it. Maybe we can spot the drive.

What a smart idea.

I just exercised my genius here! Some credit, please.

-All right. Well done. -Congratulations.

Here we go.

He's not home.

I bet he's on the hunt.

You know what? This place looks kind of familiar.

Was it on a TV show?

Maybe. It looks familiar to me too.

Oh, shit!

What did you see?

-It's Utku's place. -It is.

I knew it looked familiar.

Now we know the source of all the luxury and the money.

People like me.

To think I attended the bastard's party!

Kudos to me.

Seriously, you should all congratulate me.

And Hande wants this guy.

Damn it.

Hande's going to be crushed.

How am I going to tell her?

I'll just have to do it somehow.

I say good riddance.

-Think about it. -Shut up. I don't want to.

Oh, come on.

This is just perfect.

Just perfect.

But there's light in the other buildings.

This has to do with our building.

It's old. They haven't upgraded the wiring.

Dang it. I have other great news, girls.

-What? -The laptop's dying.

Why, you ask? Because Murphy's Law!

It doesn't matter.

We found out who he is. It's over.

I'll check the fuse box.

FOLLOW THE THREAD

Burak?

Burak?

PRESS THE BUTTON

I CANNOT FACE YOU.

I DON'T WANT TO BREAK YOUR HEART.

I THINK I'M BAD AT APOLOGIES.

I WAS AN ASS! WILL YOU FORGIVE ME?

I was an ass.

Will you forgive me?

You look hilarious. Just take it off. It's fine.

When did you do all this?

You shouldn't have.

Azra, I didn't get it at first.

I didn't know anything about you.

-I'll be on your side forever. -Burak, I'm so sorry.

But I really have to take this.

Hey, Cansu. What's up?

What? I'll be there right now.

Burak, I'm so sorry.

There goes my apology.

Cansu! Are you sure, Cansu?

Of course I am. Look at it.

Here.

Oh no. It's Hande.

Unbelievable.

How could you do this without telling me?

Answer it, Hande.

She just hung up.

If she can get the drive, we can fix all of this.

That's not our concern right now.

So…

What's your poison? Bourbon? Wine? Juice?

Juice.

Wine, then.

-Red or white? -Red.

Coming right up.

Hello? Hande?

Yeah, Azra?

Why are you there?

Why am I where?

I know you're at Utku's place.

He's not what you think he is. Leave.

Stop talking like my aunt, Azra.

You like almonds?

Sure.

I'm here. I'm fine. Everything's…

Hello? There's no reception.

Hande, stop! Don't hang up!

She hung up.

Hang on. I'm getting a different signal.

What signal?

Oh, shit!

What is it?

Azra, it's bad.

Just tell me, Cansu!

Just hang on.

There are other cameras.

He's not just using nudes.

He's recording too.

Does your hair look different?

It's nice.

Hande? What are they doing?

They're up to no good.

I remember struggling to find the address. I wonder if I can find it now.

Cansu, just pinpoint his location.

Sure. Right away.

Do you realize what you're asking?

If I were able to do that, I'd be working for the FBI.

Don't be rude about it.

-But you just-- -Found it!

He had sent me the location.

You're the best! Forward it.

Here you go.

-They're about to kiss. -What?

Can I have some water?

-Water? -Water.

Of course, princess.

Water it is.

Hande…

Damn it.

How could I make such a mistake?

You texting her?

-I think she just noticed. -What?

She found it. She found the camera.

Oh, shit.

Princess? Where are you going?

I'm like a little baby.

-As soon as I drink water… -Water?

Where's the bathroom?

-Upstairs. I can show you if-- -No. I'll just go myself.

Thank you.

Last door on the right.

All right.

There. Look, Azra. She's calling.

Hello? Hande?

Azra, there are cameras in here.

Okay. Calm down. We're watching you right now.

You're watching me?

Where is it?

No way!

This is unbelievable.

What a pervert. What the hell?

Pervert.

Azra, listen.

What if he drugged my water or something?

What if I pass out? I can't explain it to my aunt!

Just come and get me. Please.

Girls, keep watching.

No matter what happens, don't leave the bathroom.

I swear I'm going to kick his ass.

Burak, this is not a good time at all. I'm so sorry.

At least tell me where you're going.

I'll call you.

Hande?

Are you okay?

My phone's about to die. It's--

It's okay. Don't worry. I'm on my way anyway.

Just move!

Princess?

To hell with your princess.

Nope. She's not going to make it.

Hurry up, Azra. Come on.

Damn it, Hande.

Don't keep me waiting.

Hande, you okay?

Do you need anything?

Just go away, you filth.

What are you doing in there?

What are you doing, Utku?

What? What are you talking about?

I saw all the cameras!

Please open up. You got the wrong idea, princess.

He's still calling me princess.

The guy's still calling me princess!

I thought, "This guy likes me."

I was like, "Finally! Someone I can share things with."

But he just wanted to share me with the public!

Cut the nonsense and open the door.

Hande, open the door.

Open it!

Why were you chasing me if you were going to lock yourself up?

You were all over me like a cat, but now you get spooked.

You don't know what you got yourself into.

You're threatening me now?

Who's going to help you?

Who the hell are you people?

If you think your aunt can save you, I don't care who she is or--

Azra, I'm here. I'm upstairs.

Oh, look who's here.

-You're disgusting! -Go away.

You ruined my apology, man.

You're totally forgiven.

-Azra, I'm here! -Hande!

-Are you insane? -What's wrong?

What do you want from me?

Remember how you asked who we were?

Damn!

Now you know who we are.

Are you okay?

I am.

First dates are hard.

You silly girl.

Here it is.

Come on, Azra.

It's on.

There are a lot of Duygus.

Alparslan…

There she is.

She found it!

POLICE

Don't worry. Hande's perfectly fine.

We'll drop her off soon.

You girls go home too. You must be exhausted.

Okay. See you.

I think we're a good team.

Thank you so much.

Hande?

Excuse me. Where are you taking her?

We'll get her statement.

It won't take long.

We'll drop her off afterwards.

No way. We're coming too. We won't leave Hande alone.

And how are you related?

We're her…

…teachers.

We're her teachers, right?

Right.

All right, sir. Just follow us.

Let's meet at the station.

Go ahead, Ms. Hande.

Coffee?

This late?

I mean,

what else there is to do this late?

It's us.

What is the meaning of life?

Curiosity?

Joy?

Laughter?

Love?

We're all pupils searching for our true selves.

But sometimes,

before you can find yourself,

you need to lose track of yourself first.

And occasionally, you'll find yourself through someone else.

And that's how your story ends.

I'm sure you know by now, but I'm Azra.

I'm a private tutor.

Clients decide the topic.

All right. You look gorgeous. Beautiful energy.

One last picture.

Awesome.

I'll be right back.

Auntie.

Hande.

I'm proud of you, honey.

You know why?

Because I made everyone laugh?

Because you insisted on your decision and never gave up.

Well done.

-I'll be right back. -All right, honey.

Well done.

I'm so happy.

I found myself thanks to you.

Sorry.

If it weren't for your tutoring…

Hi. Can we take a picture together?

Of course.

-Thank you. -No, thank you.

-Hi. A picture together? -No, thanks.