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What is reality?
And what is fiction?

We need to think about that.
I think life is tricking all of us.

Reality could be a lie that
someone has fabricated, don't you think?

Who knows if we're not all living inside
another person's dream or imagination?

ASHES

- All right!
- Here we go.

So, thank you all for coming.

I promise to keep my speech to a minimum.
I hate speeches.

Forty years ago,
my dad founded Urkan Publishers.

Back when we had
a wealth of writer friends.

And even more people
who read their good works.

Sea of Life was our first publication.

- Oof.
- Ah!

Since then, we've amassed
a treasure trove of memories.

- Haven't we, Taner?
- Oh yeah.

Yes, we have.

And now no one bothers to read anymore.

Actual books.

A great deal of our success
in this adventure

is due to the lovely creature
here at my side.

She's still the first one
to read manuscripts sent to us,

and I trust her amazing instincts.

Today, I celebrate ten years
with the love of my life.

G�k�e, here's to you. And to us.

I promised to keep it short,
so raise your glasses...

- To friends!
- To friends!

You know I'm a huge fan of your work,

but you should really try writing
about someone else.

Branch out a little.

Oh, G�k�e, listen to this.

Your husband says
that writing about my life is boring,

and I should try
something different. Branch out.

Try this on for size.

I recently heard a news story
about a small-town tailor

who actually believes that
Anna Karenina is alive and well in Moscow.

This guy is so infatuated that he left
his family and moved to Russia.

He didn't?

If they based a movie on this...

- ...you wouldn't believe it.
- I hadn't heard this.

- You should go in the house.
- Careful!

This is the furthest
we've ever gone.

You were almost dead,
but you survived!

- Go in there! There! Yeah!
- Go, go, go, go! Yeah!

You gotta get the thing
that lets you tunnel under.

You're so good at this game!

Wow!

Oh! Oh, careful!

Cool! This is the best round ever!

Jump, jump, jump!

- The next level's gonna be really hard.
- Let me do it. It's my turn.

ASHES

"Ashes will never burn."

"They're merely the residue
of a burning love."

"How would you know that
you've met someone not from this world?"

"Maybe you're the one
who doesn't belong to this world."

"Or you've been in extended hibernation."

"Whoever finds these words
resonating in their mind

will have their destiny
written from scratch."

"I'll start by bidding myself farewell."

Hi, Ceylan.

- We specifically said blue, right?
- Yes.

- And we got this instead?
- Yep.

"Anyone I knew
or who just passed by

without making eye contact
is in my memories."

"I remember all of their faces."

- How are you?
- Nice to see you, G�k�e.

Hi, Mommy! You look good.

- Daisies?!
- Your favorite.

"To leave everything behind
for a new life is why I'm writing."

"And so someone can bear witness
to what I've been through."

"Whoever gets their hands on this book

will know that only one person
is responsible

for the coincidences I've encountered."

ASHES

"The person whose name
I dared not ask goes by M."

"It's as if
every street in Balat leads to him."

"M's gruff, bellicose nature

and destabilizing, enigmatic repose
kept pulling me in."

"The cycle of life
was tattooed on his left arm,

and on his neck,
the silhouette of a bird."

"Ground zero for everything,

a little pastry shop in Balat."

"That pastry shop, along with M's secret,

turned out to be the memory
that dragged both of us into the unknown."

MUSFIKA PASTRIES

"What makes this ordinary place a miracle
are the ashes flying around."

"Ashes that only I can see."

"It was as if the signs
were guiding my way

and leading me to Musfika Pastries
by their own design."

MUSFIKA PASTRIES

- Hi, Lale. How are you?
- Haven't had my coffee yet.

- What're you doing right now?
- Reading. Since when do you call so early?

Since I have a proposition
that involves coffee.

Careful.

Okay. This is it.
Where's the door? Oh great, it's open.

MUSFIKA PASTRIES

- Hello there.
- Good afternoon.

Good afternoon. Welcome.

Thank you.

Feel free to have a seat, ladies.

G�k�e, how the hell
did you hear about this place?

It's mentioned as the starting point
in a manuscript we just got.

A love story that starts here.

Seriously?

One of the characters
comes here every morning.

- His name is M.
- "M" what?

Nothing else but M. Just a capital letter.

He's kind of a belligerent
but esoteric mystery man.

Basically, he changes the lives
of people who cross paths with him,

which might have something to do
with the meaning of his tattoos.

G�k�e, do you hear yourself?

I know. I must be tired.

So the author has a good hook...
for a novel. Fiction!

- You know what that is, right?
- But this is where the magic happens.

If the pastry shop's real,
what else is real?

Where are you going with this?

Sorry, I can't drink this. Let's go.

And buy me a cup of coffee in a decent
neighborhood, for the love of God.

I wanna explore a little.

Okay. But you owe me one.

"The carpenter's workshop
was where M kept all of his curiosities."

"I followed the signs
leading me there easily enough,

and they steered me
onto the stoop of the craftsman's den."

"I thought I was lost once or twice,

but the ashes led the way,
unfailingly, to his doorstep."

"I came to the conclusion
that I had no more of a choice to follow M

than the swirls of ash did."

Excellent.
I'll send it via e-mail.

Um... that'll be great.
I'll do it right now.

- He shouldn't be long.
- I can wait...

A minor emergency, as usual.
D'you wanna wait here?

- Yes. I'm good, thanks.
- Can I get you anything?

- I have what I need. Thank you.
- Yes, sure. I'll look into it.

Just try to get back to me
for the adjustments.

All right. Thanks a lot.

- Hello!
- Hey.

Were we supposed to be meeting for lunch?
I wasn't expecting you.

I just thought we'd have a catch-up.

Who's at the boutique?

It's been slow all day,
but Ceylan's got it.

Mmm.

Well, this is a nice surprise,
but I'm sorry...

today's just too crazy.

- I forgot to send that e-mail.
- I can come back.

No, it's okay, but I told them I'd send it
as soon as I got off the phone.

Ugur Ortun's here.
The conference room or your office?

The conference room. I'll be right there.

Okay.

Let's do this.

I'm ready.

- See you at home.
- You got this.

Thanks.

"The tower was woven in secrets,
and it was a place among the gods,

which belonged only to us."

"Every time we made our way there,
we took a slightly different path

that led us
through the pitch-black dungeon

to the gate that opened to the skies."

"Whenever we opened that door,

we left our ordinary lives behind
and stepped into a brand-new universe."

"I thought about my past
once I stepped through that door

and erased it all in one brushstroke."

"M guided my encounter
with the ever-changing sky."

Hello again. Back for more?

Not really. I'm not here for pastries.
I'm looking for the tower?

"Tower"?
Never heard of it. I'm sorry.

Oh.

Excuse me.
I'll ask around the neighborhood.

Please, come again.
And good luck to you.

- Uh, three simits, as usual.
- Hello?

Three. Coming up.

I'm glad you called.
The order's a complete mess.

- Anything else?
- Yes, we're missing dresses.

- Try something new?
- Of course, we triple-checked the order.

Uh... No... The colors are wrong too.
But... But that's not all.

The sizes aren't what we asked for either.

No. We can't just...
bring everything at once.

As long as I get what I ordered
by the end of the week, we're fine.

Let me know. I... I have to go.

D'you need something?

Are you a carpenter?

Yes, I am.

Uh... I... I own a women's clothing store.
Uh, and I need a custom mirror.

- Where's your store?
- Nisantansi.

Nisantasi...

D'you have measurements?
You know what you want?

No, I don't. Just something simple.

But nice.

- I don't have time, sorry.
- How long does a framed mirror take?

- You need that right away?
- No.

We're on, then.

- I didn't catch your name.
- Ask for Ali.

So... I'll think about the dimensions
and... come back.

- You could just call.
- Metin Ali Soykan?

I need you to sign.

ID number and signature.

Here you go.

- Did you forget something?
- I need a number to reach you.

- Metin Ali, right?
- Yeah...

Everyone calls me Ali though.

Nice to meet you.

I'm G�k�e.

I'll be in touch soon.

I was thinking
of having a mirror made. For here.

I don't know that we need another mirror.

Do you mind bringing me the tape measure?

And then down to the floor.

- There?
- That's good.

And then straight down. Hold it.

Hi, is this Metin?

It's G�k�e. We met at your workshop.

Yes, I have the dimensions for the mirror.

Uh... 80 by 150.

I'd like it standing upright.
Yes, on the floor.

That's great. I'll send you the address.

Thanks so much.

"Love and war are the same."

"Both surprisingly similar
to how wolves fight."

"While the man and woman
squirm under each other's fur...

...they sink their claws
into each other's heart."

"It's wild. Ugly."

"Filthy."

"If M hadn't taught me to see all that,

I never would have discovered
the power inside me."

G�k�e?

Hold on.

"The truths have reached
a deadlock as they sink in."

"Is it possible for a heart
to love two people at once?"

"I was devastated
when I found out that M was married."

"An enormous trainwreck."

"My heart was broken, and I wanted
to surrender myself to the arms of death."

"The only problem... was who would do it."

This one's a little more casual.

- Hmm.
- The ruffles are really fun.

- They are.
- It's shorter too.

And this color is great on you.
Let's try it.

- Now...
- What's next?

I need something for evening.

Oh, uh, hi, Metin.

I'll get my gear outta the car.

No. I have one similar.

This?

Maybe... It's long enough.

Nice color.

- What would I wear with it?
- Ceylan, can you help her, please?

It's going on this side.

We just need to move
the chairs and displays.

I hope I measured it right.

So do I.

"Seeing how much I was stuck on M,

I had no other option than to forget
the fact that he was married."

Upright on a stand like you asked.

Yeah...

You don't look satisfied.

I'm afraid it'll get knocked over.

I'm thinking it would be better
to hang it up instead.

You specifically asked for a stand.
Besides, it's really big

and heavy as hell.

Your wall's too flimsy for this.
It'll come right down.

Okay. But I'd... like to try it anyways.

- What do you think... Ceylan?
- Whatever you wanna do is fine.

I think it would be better
to have it on the wall.

I'll have to dismantle the base.
It could take a while.

Okay.

Um. Just a little higher.

No, no, that's too much.
Lower it down a bit.

More in the middle.

Lower.

Uh... That's too much.

Go left. Just an inch or two.

- Are you all right?
- I told you this was a bad idea.

- You have something to clean this up?
- You cut yourself.

It's no big deal, don't worry...

Ceylan! Run to the pharmacy
and get gauze and peroxide.

- She doesn't have to. It's nothing.
- We need to clean it up.

- I get cuts all the time.
- Just sit.

- It's nothing.
- Please, be quiet.

Shoot.

I'm sure it'll stop bleeding
in a few minutes. Always does.

We'll keep pressure on it
until she comes back.

Well, I sure as hell didn't expect
the mirror to crash out of the frame.

I thought your flimsy walls would be
the problem, but... obviously, I was wrong.

I'll order another one and make sure
it doesn't move. After I clean up...

You can order it,
but I'll pay for it, of course.

You did make exactly what I asked for.

- Can you hang...
- So you want the frame to, uh... huh?

- Uh-huh?
- I need to tighten it.

That's obviously why the mirror fell out.

That was dumb.

I should've known.
But I promise to clean it up.

I don't care about the mess, really.
Don't worry about it. It's all my fault.

I hope you didn't lose your wedding ring
in that mess. Should I look?

What do you mean?

Don't you have a wedding ring?

- Are you trying to ask me if I'm single?
- Are you?

Some of the time.

So you're not actually married?

Remember when Kenan broke the news to us

that they might not
publish the book Taner's working on?

It killed us.

Wow! What's got you so smiley?

- Sorry, Lale.
- For what?

- I was just thinking about something.
- Mm-hmm! You better spill.

I had to go back to look for the carpenter
in the manuscript.

I wanted to know if he exists.

And?

I actually hired him.

How did that happen?

He made me a mirror.

Are you telling me
that you stalked the carpenter?

I feel like I know him.

From the book?

"I found out that not all of the stairs
of the tower lead up to the sky."

"It turns out that the tower likes to play
with anyone without a guide,

constantly misdirecting them
in the darkness."

"In order to find my way,

I left signs on every wall
and on every corner."

"The only proof
of what M and I have been through,

is carved on the walls of the tower."

Why didn't you come meet me
at the door like always?

I've been waiting.
Did they let you out early?

No.

Come on. Get in.

What are you doing?! Ege!

Where'd you get this?

You scribbled all over it.

How many times have I told you
not to go through my purse? Huh?

You have all the coloring books you need!

Why'd you do this?

I was just playing.

G�k�e,

he's just having fun.

You think it's fun
to let him draw all over my work?

It's just a first draft.

Why are you getting so pissed off?

Because it's disrespectful.

Sorry I yelled.

You need to stay out
of my purse though, okay?

I'll think about it.

"The lights M turned on seemed like
they were illuminating the whole city."

"There were no rules up there."

"I started to wonder
if anyone else saw the ashes

flying around us when we were together."

Ilyas, go pick up Latif.

- I'm back.
- Yeah. I can see that.

Uh, I wanted to know
if you'd ordered the mirror yet.

I'm a little behind
on a couple of bigger projects.

But... I should be able
to fix it for you soon.

No problem.

There's no rush.

How's your hand doing?

Ah, the tea is ready. Ha...

Uh, would you like
to maybe get some fresh air?

Of course.

- You hungry?
- Ugh. I feel rain.

Yeah. I'm sure it'll go away
as fast as it started.

This place is like that.

Hello?

Um, not anymore. I finished that one.

I did.
I'm sure that happened during delivery.

It was intact when we shipped it.
That's the courier's fault.

I'm sorry, but it's not my doing.

If you have time,
we could maybe grab some lunch?

I know a place that serves
the best meatballs in the city.

Sounds good.

This always happens
when her cousin comes.

- Can we have the check, please?
- It's delicious.

Best in the city.

Have you always lived in Balat?

Mm-hmm. Born and raised.

Pretty much everything that I do
revolves around my shop.

Market. Bakery.

- Musfickas?
- You've been there?

- A couple times.
- Mmm.

I'm sorry to say
I've never been here before.

Well, you're here now.

I don't venture too far.

In fact...

Nah. Forget it.

More bread over here.

- Got it.
- You were going to say?

You don't get out much?

I stay in the neighborhood.

Um...

I'm a creature of habit.
I hadn't left in a while.

Till you.

Hmm.

I guess the mirror
wasn't a bad thing, then?

It wasn't.

Four more meatballs and bread.

So is the tower open?

- What tower?
- I don't know if it has a name.

I just remember hearing about
a secret tower around here

that looks out over the city.

If it's supposed to be a secret,
how do you know about it?

I figured maybe only the locals know it.

Whoever told you about it,

did they mention how to get there?
The view? Some kind of landmark near it?

I don't remember exactly.

KENAN

I wish phones didn't exist.

I should go.

Thank you for lunch.

- Check, please!
- This was lovely, Metin.

And I'm glad your hand is okay.

See you soon.

Hope to see you again soon.

- Honey?
- G�k�e, where are you?

- On my way home.
- When will you be here?

Why? Is something wrong?

I'll tell you when you get here.

They're only games, Ege, they're not real.

- Go to your room and think about it.
- Gimme back my Game Boy first.

No Game Boy for you. Now do what I said.

Sweetie?

What's wrong?

Ege got into a fight
with another boy at school.

But it wasn't just a fight.

He tried to bite his ear off.

His mother had to take him
to the hospital for stitches.

So of course, she made a stink about it.

The headmaster's pissed.

Apparently, other parents
have complained about Ege's behavior too.

They couldn't reach you,
so they had to call me,

which means I had to drop everything
and rush over there.

Is Ege hurt?

No, he's not hurt, but he's in trouble

because I found out
he's been a real handful.

And they think our son
has anger management issues.

I'm just glad Lale was free.

I wasn't sure what to do.

Why didn't you answer your phone?

How's the other boy doing?
Should we call his parents?

He's fine. We already talked
to his mom and apologized.

You should've been here.

We took care of things
because you weren't around.

How come you weren't at the store?
How come no one could reach you?

I was running a few errands.

- Didn't you have your phone with you?
- The ringer was off.

When Ege's at school,
you have to be reachable.

You have to.

- Call me if you need anything.
- Thanks.

I don't feel good. I can't.

Maybe this'll help.

I said I don't feel good.

Hi, sweetheart. Do you think
Ceylan would mind if you ask her to close?

Mmm.

That's too bad.

I won't have time to pick you up.
We'll have to meet at the restaurant.

All right. Tonight's very important to me.
Please try to be on time.

Buh-bye.

Are we gonna cover
the other windows too?

I wanna see how this looks first.

- I think it's not bad though.
- It's getting there.

I thought you were putting pink all over.

- But the color blocking looks much better.
- I know.

If we like this, we can always do
the same thing in the back so they match.

Sure.

Do you want this here
or in the back office?

Gimme that!

I leafed through it a little bit.
It's kind of intriguing.

You mean you read it?

Without asking?

It was lying on the counter.
I didn't think you'd mind if I peeked.

Of course I mind.
You didn't have permission.

Sorry, G�k�e.
But I just skimmed a few lines, really.

How far'd you get?

Just a few pages
while I was taking a break.

Hi, ladies.

Oh, thank you.

Don't you wanna see it first?

There's a few things
in the back office I need to discount.

Yeah?

You wanna climb the secret tower?

I do.

On one condition.

Do you know her?

No.

She gave me a dirty look.

"With every step,
my heart was pounding faster and faster."

"I halted on the last one."

"I almost lost my nerve."

"The door to a new world
stood directly before me."

"My hand shrank in his and melted away."

"I knew then that what waited
beyond the door could only be better."

"I was ready for anything."

I've walked around here before.

I know this place.

How can that be
if you couldn't even find it?

I guess my mind wandered
around here before.

Was anyone with you?

- No, no one.
- Good because this is my sanctuary.

- Who drew on the walls downstairs?
- Maybe you did.

One more time! Hold on!

It's a long way down.

How did you hear about this?

I just did.

We both know
that you heard about it from somewhere.

That was my condition, remember?

You would tell.

I overheard someone mention it
at the bakery.

No, you didn't.

Nobody hangs around there,
and we both know it.

- You wouldn't believe the real story.
- Which is?

I've seen it before.

It's like I'm living
someone else's adventure.

Like a dream.

Do you believe
our destiny's influenced by dreams?

Some of the time.

Do you believe that you have to
have been somewhere to know it?

The sun's going down.

Let it.

I've been waiting for that.

Where're you going?

How many books
did you print this year?

We're down 50%
compared to last year.

Our numbers are down
significantly this year too. It's rough.

Digital's growing.

We're seeing a consistent increase
in market share every year.

Well, that's promising.

- How is everyone tonight?
- We're good.

Enjoy your evening.
Ask if you need anything.

- We will.
- Good to see you again.

You as well.

- I'm starving. I forgot to have lunch.
- We should check in with Cemal.

She told me she was running late.

I'm just worried
about the meeting.

All set, you'll be great.

Think I'm gonna have the fish.
What are you thinkin' of?

I'm gonna let you in on a secret.

Ready?

GRAND HOTEL ISTANBUL

I'm the one who lights up the city.

What are you doing?

We get more young adult stuff.
We're exploring more options.

- New avenues will come along.
- We're trying.

- It's hard to catch their interest.
- Your wife is coming, isn't she?

I think she got caught in traffic.
I'll go check. Please excuse me.

I hope everything's all right.

- We had great fun.
- How are the kids? Still in soccer?

So you light up
the city every night?

Not every night.

Right now,
I'd like to change everything.

My entire existence.

The entire world.

What would you like to change?

I'm not sure I'd change a thing.

I'm good with the way things are.

Where did you go?

Nowhere.

Where have you been, G�k�e?

I've been here.

I won't forget tonight.

- I won't forget it either.
- You think this is funny?

What the hell's going on with you?

Nothing. And everything.

You've known about this dinner
and how important it was,

and you didn't pick up your phone again.
Do you know how embarrassed I was?

You were not embarrassed, Kenan.

You were lost 'cause you didn't have
your little shadow there.

- What?
- Why are you making so much noise?

- I can't sleep when you yell.
- I'm sorry, honey.

I'm coming.

G�k�e.

We're not done.

Mommy's here, love.

I think the orange
would look great on you.

Mmm.
I like the blue one better though.

- The blue is gorgeous.
- Let me think about it.

- Kenan! What a nice surprise.
- Hello. Is my wife here?

- No. She left early.
- Hmm.

- You two having lunch or something?
- I just popped in.

You added color to the windows.

Yeah.
G�k�e wanted to brighten it up.

She also had a mirror made,

but we're waiting
for the carpenter from Balat to hang it.

Why would she go out there?

She's been reading a manuscript.
I think it takes place in Balat.

What's the name?

- I think it might be called Ashes.
- Mmm.

Thank you. It's good to see you.

Is G�k�e coming back today?

I don't think so.
She asked if I could close again.

Okay. Have a good day.

Why are you
hanging round with that woman?

What business is it of yours
who I hang around with? Huh?

You do remember we're married?

Just because we're married,
doesn't mean I consider you my wife.

But legally, I am your wife.

So you need to be careful
until we're officially divorced.

- Or else I'll have to...
- Get the hell out of here! Get lost!

Eventually, everybody pays a price
for their own sins.

So keep your weaknesses in mind

before you cross the line.

What was that about?

That what?

The woman who just left. You were arguing.

That's nothing. It's all good.

- It sounded like you two are married.
- Are you accusing me of having an affair?

Because you're not one to talk.
You're the one wearing a wedding ring.

- You owe me an explanation.
- I don't owe you a fuckin' thing.

- You at least owe me the truth.
- The truth? What do you mean?

- Truth about what?
- I asked if you knew her, and you lied.

- What?!
- She walked past and gave me dirty looks.

When I asked if you knew her,
you said you didn't...

You've been lying since day one!
Does your husband know you're here?

How did you hear about the tower? Really?
I don't know you. Who are you?

- Who the hell are you? Huh?
- You wanna know who the hell I am?

- Of course. Let's hear it.
- What about you?!

Who the hell are you? Huh?

- You fucking asshole!
- Stop.

- You liar! Huh?
- Stop. Relax.

Who are you? Huh?

You're disgusting!

Back then, my father told me
that I should marry Busra.

He was gonna lose his business,
and his health was failing.

Basically, she and I
were collateral damage.

It was an arranged marriage.

We... never even slept together.

She knew I didn't love her.

After my father died,
I asked for a divorce,

but she refused and moved out.

And then, all hell broke loose.
One day, her older brother showed up.

He barely escaped with his life.

Since then,
I've had nothing to do with the family.

- You gonna eat something?
- No. I'm not hungry.

Could I have the Ashes manuscript?

I'm still reading it.

You've had it for a while.
What's taking so long?

We can't be dragging it on
too much longer.

We need to let the author know
what we're doing.

"The last meal that we will ever share

has left us with the taste of betrayal."

"M and R."

"Finally, I made you confront each other."

"The bitter taste of death

took over my body as we set the table."

"M stabbed me through the heart."

"A blow I never saw coming."

"All that was left of love
was a handful of ashes."

"The bitter taste of death
took over my body as we set the table."

"M stabbed me through the heart.
A blow I never saw coming."

It's a murder. He stabbed her.

Everything in the story
turned out to be real.

- How do you know what's in here's real?
- I've seen it! I've been to the tower.

Uh... Musfika's, Balat. Um...

Me... Metin. The fact that he's married.

All of it, Lale.

All right.

But it was... submitted as fiction.

It's set in a real place,
but it's not true.

Isn't it just a coincidence
that this guy matches the description?

I know it sounds crazy,
but none of it is a coincidence.

This story's a blueprint.
I've lived each step.

Okay. Let's say it's true.

If everything in that story
actually happened and he killed her,

how did she write the manuscript?

You need to take a step back
from this, G�k�e.

You were kissing another man in his car,

in the middle of a crowded street
where anyone could see.

I thought
you and Kenan were serious?

I don't understand
why you don't wanna get married.

I think you should settle down.

You got lucky with him.

Take my advice, sweetheart.
You'll have a very happy life.

Finished it.

It's not worth your time.

- Mmm. It's no good, then?
- Uh-uh.

It's overdramatic and amateurish.

And the ending really doesn't work.

It's a cool idea

but the writing's not.

If you find out who wrote it,

I'd... like to give them some advice.

Sure, that'd be good.

"The bitter taste of death
took over my body as we set the table."

"M stabbed me through the heart."

"With every step,
my heart is pounding faster and faster."

ASHES

M - CAN'T MEET FOR THREE DAYS.
TOO BUSY. I'LL CALL YOU.

We couldn't find
the author of Ashes.

How is that?
Isn't there a return address?

There wasn't.
We're still trying to figure it out.

Someone wrote it, and someone sent it.
It didn't just magically show up.

It was probably delivered
with the other drafts.

They're all registered.
And they have contact information.

I'm not sure why
there wasn't any for this one.

- It was delivered by a courier, right?
- Yep.

All right, then get hold
of all the different couriers.

- They'll tell us where it came from.
- All right, we're on it.

Is Metin here today?

- Is Metin here?
- Who?

- Ali.
- He went to the farmers' market as usual.

- Do you need directions?
- No, I'll find it.

You have no say in this.
I've held my end of the bargain this far.

Can I help you?

You look like you need one of these.

- I'll take... the peppers.
- That's all?

- Mm-hmm. Hi.
- Here you go.

Let's go talk.

Just tell me
why you came to see me here, G�k�e?

- G�k�e?
- You were talking to those women.

What if I was?

What else are you hiding from me?

I'm not hiding anything from you.
I know a lot of people,

and I run into clients. Jesus.

How many are you sleeping with?

What are you talking about?
What's wrong with you?

What's wrong is that
I want to know everything about you.

Okay?

What's wrong is that
this whole thing is unexpected.

- I'm falling in love with you.
- You can't do that.

Don't get used to me.

Just don't.

Don't push me away.

Why are you pushing me away?

I feel so lost.

- I can't find my way anymore.
- I'm not trying to push you away.

But I wanna protect you
by telling you the truth.

Look...

I'm lost myself.

I can't show anyone the way.

G�k�e, what's wrong?

What's going on?

You're starting to scare me.

Hey, G�k�e. Talk to me, please!

What the hell is this all about?

You need linens, sir?
Hey, maybe a tablecloth?

When I close my eyes, I go right back...

to the rooftop of the tower.

It's like a cliff.

My mind wants to shout.

Except I'm mute.

I can't even speak your name.

And I can't speak mine either.

All the lines of my reality
have become blurred.

It's... like

I'm in a haze.

Everything is smoke.

G�k�e, what the hell?!

Keep that on.

We got the address
that Ashes was sent from.

It was delivered by an unknown courier.
We received it exactly a year ago.

Someone named Reyhan Akkaya
resides at the address.

- I'll have a look into it.
- I'll text you the address.

Yes?

Hi. I hope I'm not disturbing you.
I'm Kenan Urkan.

I own a company called Urkan Publishing.
I'm sorry to show up

so unexpectedly.

I wanted to talk to you concerning
the manuscript you sent to us last year.

I... The what I sent you?

Ashes.

I think there's been a mistake.
I hope you figure it out.

It's not a mistake.
We received a manuscript via courier

that was shipped to our company from
this address. You've lived here a while?

Uh... yes.

Does anyone else live here
who might have sent it?

I... live alone.
My sister stayed here sometimes.

Your sister.
Is it possible to get in touch with her?

No, sir.
Because unfortunately we lost her.

My condolences. I'm sorry.

Would you mind telling me
your sister's name?

Duygu Akkaya. But there's been a mistake.

Listen, I think I know
what happened to her.

It's likely that
your sister wrote this story.

It wasn't her.

It's a love story between
some carpenter named M and a woman.

Towards the end,
the woman who's the narrator,

says she'll die by his hand.

If you've any doubts
about what happened to your sister,

this could show
that her death was criminal.

I don't have any doubts. I told the police
everything they need to know last year.

Please just...

- Ilyas, stay inside.
- I still have to load these up.

Just do it, please.

- I told you not to come here.
- I really need to talk to you.

Get out of here.
There's nothing to talk about.

You think I'm happy
to come here and see you?

- I had someone come to my house.
- Who?

- It was about Duygu. He said she wrote...
- Do not repeat that name here.

I'm trying to forget it.
You always bring it...

He said she sent a manuscript
that details your relation...

- She wrote a manuscript?
- And mentions her death in it...

Some stranger tells you this
and you believe it?

- Can't you let the past stay in the past?
- He knew things about her death.

- I'm not sure what else she wrote...
- Don't ever come back here!

For your own sake,

get lost.

You know that's creepy, Kenan.

Sorry.

I found out who wrote Ashes.

It's a woman.

Her name's Duygu Akkaya.

It's a sad story.

She's dead now.

And someone

might have been responsible for her death.

It stayed with me.

The way she could
put her death into words.

Almost like she predicted it.

I spoke to her sister after we found
the address the manuscript came from.

Ege?

Duygu.

How did she die?

Was she stabbed or strangled?

Or shot?

I don't know.

I just hope she didn't suffer.

You can find out for yourself.
This is the sister's address.

Excuse me.

- Do you happen to live in this building?
- I do.

I was going to stop in on a friend,
apartment ten, but no one's there.

That's Reyhan.
I guess she didn't have time to tell you.

Apparently, she decided
to pick up and move.

- Did she tell you where she was going?
- No, I'm sorry.

Maybe you knew her sister?

Yes, Duygu.
It was sad when she... died last year.

I'm sure it was.
Did they happen to say what she died from?

I heard that it might've been suicide.

Some people are saying
it was some guy who killed her.

In the apartment! But who knows?

Hi.

How can I help you?

I'm listening.

One of my friends said
you were a carpenter who could work fast.

What d'you need?

Need a bookcase for my office.

Sure. Hold on a second.

If you know what you want,
I should be able to build it pretty quick.

Something rather modern.
But... nothing with glass.

Perhaps wood and metal?

Gimme the dimensions.
I'll see what I can do.

I don't care how much it costs.

But I do need it soon.

I can get it to you in a week.

- I actually need it sooner.
- You can forget the metal, then.

I can get it to you a lot faster
if I use whatever wood I have on hand.

That works.

That's good.

- Is that it?
- Should I write down my address?

Following people is wrong.

Did you know Duygu Akkaya?

M... Metin might have done something awful.

Yes. He has.

Seeing other women is a terrible insult.

This isn't the first time.

He pretends it doesn't matter,
but all of his sins are being recorded.

Now you'll be judged for those sins also.

I didn't follow you
to discuss your religious ideas.

That's too bad.

You understand that the written word
governs our lives.

That is God's will.

If you have any sense,
you'll heed my warning.

I'll say it only once.

Balat is not a safe place for you.

I appreciate this.

It's the least I can do.
Can't leave on an empty stomach.

You've worked in this area before?

Not really, no.

- So, this is your first time here, huh?
- Mm-hmm. It is.

You married?

Nope.

You ever been married?

Yeah, I have.

Didn't work out, huh?

You know.

It's all good until it isn't. We moved on.

Welcome home, darling.

I made us a nice dinner.

And we have a guest tonight.

The carpenter is joining us.

I love the mirror he made for your store.
That's how I found out about him.

My wife, G�k�e.

That's fine craftsmanship, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

Hey! Food's ready!

Why don't you two sit down
and get comfortable?

I'll bring the food in a second.

My day starts really early tomorrow.
I won't be able to stay.

Nonsense. You have to eat.
It's a pretty long drive.

G�k�e?

Come sit.

I'll just leave this here.

It looks good.

Thank you.

Do you enjoy books?

Don't have time to read.

We're book publishers.
G�k�e reads a lot of submissions.

She has great judgment.

Literature is essential.

Whether a book is brand-new
or was written ages ago,

it has the powerful ability
to move people.

Were you aware

that in some societies

young girls were not allowed
to read romance novels?

Why not?

It was thought that reading the words
would tarnish their virtue.

Somewhat like Don Quixote.

That story triggered a significant number
of readers to parade around

convinced that they were knights.

Our food's getting cold.

Does the term "fictophilia"
mean anything to you?

Taner told us about it. Remember, honey?

- Mmm.
- Mmm. It's an intriguing syndrome.

Is Ege here?

Yes, he's in his room.

He's had dinner already.
Don't worry, darling.

Fictophilia.

When a person develops feelings
for a fictional character.

Some say it should be classified
as an illness or a medical condition.

But I think that's a bit extreme.

After all, it's not real.

You're an excellent cook.

Thank you.

G�k�e
recently discovered a writer.

Her name's Duygu Akkaya.

How do you know her?

Duygu was never a writer.

Duygu... sent us this manuscript.

And as it turns out,
you're the main character.

Is this a fuckin' joke?

It's a work of fiction.

You think so?

Really?

Let's hear it.

Maybe I should let G�k�e
tell you about it.

I guess the cat's got her tongue.

The main character
is identified by the letter M.

Duygu, the author and narrator,

falls in love with this M.

She actually pursues him,
even though it might be the end of her.

And where it gets interesting for you

is when she mentions where he works.

And that he's married.

Duygu is seduced.

M pulls out all the tricks
to make her fall madly in love with him.

While also seducing her sister.

You think I'm that guy?

I know that you are.

It can't be that much of a coincidence.

That's why I'm here, then?
To test your theory?

Hmm.

- What the hell is your problem?
- This is one of my favorite passages.

"I let M in on the secret
that had only ever been mine."

"I was torn apart.
A flesh-and-blood betrayal. R."

"The sum of their lies
an insurmountable treachery."

"A blinding devastation
reducing me to silent screams."

You're a liar!

"The bond of two loving sisters
reduced to ash by a manipulator."

The kind of dramatic twist
you usually enjoy, isn't it?

I never did anything to betray Duygu,
and neither did Reyhan.

Duygu had the wrong idea about us.
She was obsessed.

Sure, if you believe that.
Let me see it again.

G�k�e.

Please.

Yes! Here it is.

"The last meal that we will ever share
has left us with the taste of betrayal."

"M and R.
Finally, I made you confront each other."

Why would she use "confront" unless you
were sleeping together behind her back?

Shut your fuckin' mouth
or I'll kick the shit outta you!

I was just repeating
what the author wrote.

You think
everything you read is real?!

D'you ever get your nose out of your books
and see the real world?

You know what it's like out there.
Tell him.

I'm afraid you're the one
who's out of touch here

because you're just a fantasy.

G�k�e pursued you. She read the manuscript
and went looking for you.

She fell into the story.

And wanted to live what's written in it.

Were you chasing a character in a fantasy?

Hmm?

It was real.

What the fuck is wrong with you
playing with people's lives?! Huh?

So did you kill her?

What?

I'm afraid the story
can't be published as is.

All the twisted ruses
you used to ensnare Duygu,

your affair with Reyhan,
any clues that G�k�e followed,

and any traces of her at all,

will turn to ash.

There's only one thing
that we cannot change.

And that is the fact that you...

killed the author.

You have no idea how many times
Duygu tried to kill herself.

What prescriptions she was on

or the havoc it wreaked
when she skipped her meds.

You weren't there, asshole!
You have no idea what it's like!

She was unstable!

I lost count of how many times
she tried to kill herself!

You know nothing about her!

We tried to save her,
and she wouldn't let us!

You didn't know her!

G�k�e, call the police!

What is reality?
And what is fiction?

We need to think about that.
I think life is tricking all of us.

Reality could be a lie that someone
has fabricated, don't you think?

Who knows if we're not all living inside
another person's dream or imagination?

ASHES

Yes. You.

Your main character commits
suicide by jumping onto the train tracks.

Was this your way of acknowledging
the similar fate of your character

to one of the classics?

It was.
I'm flattered that you saw my intention.

Anna Karenina dies for love.

I thought the heroine of my story
deserved a similarly stunning fate.

That even though
we are long past the age of Tolstoy,

women still die of heartache.

Yes, over there.

This novel is a serious departure for you.
What was your inspiration for this story?

You haven't written
in a female voice before.

I was in a bit of a rut.

All of my work
centered on my own experience.

One day, I told myself,

"Taner,

you need a change.
You should write about someone else."

"You

need to branch out a little."

"You need to

get into someone else's head."

"See the world

through the eyes of a complete stranger."

That was the inspiration for Ashes.

Thank you all.
Thank you very much for coming.