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MISOGYNIST
In these unfortunate days of tragic events, it is evident
that an unknown person has declared war on our women and Atatürk's reforms.
The reality this misogynist fails to grasp is
that the rights Atatürk granted to women, before many European countries,
cannot be revoked.
Those who yearn for the old days will never satisfy their desire
to confine women to their homes.
As our great leader accurately foresaw,
this mindset will exist even a hundred years from now.
It is our duty to fight against it.
We must defend the rights
Atatürk gave to women until our last breath.
MIDNIGHT AT THE PERA PALACE
You finished so fast. Good job.
We have no time to waste.
What's your aim?
I mean, even the title seems as if it's written to provoke the criminal.
Should I ask for your approval for my titles?
I'm the journalist with the most published articles here. But do what you know best.
What is that? Are you scared of competition?
Competition? Are you my competition?
If you'll excuse me, I'd like to read the article.
Sorry.
Let's publish it as a response to this insolence.
Also, this letter could be evidence.
Please personally deliver it to the inspector.
Of course.
I'll go too. I get along with him. He won't listen to her.
Then investigate, together, what the symbol in the letter means.
Miss Sabiha, I'll investigate the symbol. This novice will only be a hindrance.
The novice entered Eleni's in a day, unlike you, who waited for a month.
You'll work together.
- But... - Please...
Or I'll send you both to the match between Beşiktaş and Kayseri Sümerspor.
Understood?
Why did they take Mr. Halit?
Inspector Kadri is a close friend of Mr. Halit.
No need to speculate.
Not at all. I was just curious.
I will accompany you to Mr. Mümtaz's mansion.
Hopefully, you'll succeed.
Yes, hopefully.
- This way. - Sure.
You're trying to take my job. It's not going to happen.
Oh my God. What's your problem with me?
Your goal is to take the case from me. You think I don't get it?
If I wanted it, I would have taken it from you long ago.
I've been chasing it for months. I won't let you.
Are you paranoid?
I will surely succeed one day.
And you think you'll share in my success?
I'll never allow it. Never.
I'm just looking for my mother.
Who is your mother?
Who is she?
Never mind.
Wait a minute.
None of the kidnapped women are old enough to be your mother.
Is there something I don't know?
I'm sorry.
I lost it for a moment outside.
Ms. Sabiha is right.
We need to support each other.
If...
if you want to talk about your mom, I'm here. Okay?
Halit?
What are you doing here?
Mr. Kadri took my statement. Due to a baseless accusation against me.
What accusation?
Somehow I don't inspire trust lately.
- Why are you here? - Well...
Excuse me.
Don't mention the letter to anyone, okay? Let's go.
Interesting.
What do you mean?
Is that all, Inspector?
As you said, it's an anonymous letter.
It could be a schoolchild's prank.
Even a schoolchild can conclude that the same person kidnapped them all,
but you can't? Is that it?
You journalists know everything,
but you never know your place, do you?
How nice.
Would you please leave?
At least find out who sent the letter.
And now you're teaching me my job?
Madam.
I am asking you. Please leave.
Let's go.
God, give me strength and patience.
Let Alfred serve.
Only Prof. Anstock would know this symbol.
He's one of the few experts in Europe on ancient symbols.
I met him while chasing another story.
He's a German Jew.
When the Nazi party came to power,
he lost the life and job he had in Germany.
It resembles Iris, the messenger of the gods,
but it's not her.
It's as if Horus's eyes and Iris have merged.
I haven't seen such a symbol in Greek or Egyptian mythology,
or in other civilizations.
I wouldn't want to interfere, but
perhaps you're dealing with some sort of organization.
These symbols certainly mean something.
The eye and the wing.
"We see everything, and we are everywhere."
"We are not alone. There are many of us."
"Or, there are many of us, but we are actually one."
I believe this symbol represents someone
with an overwhelming lust for power and authority,
but, at the same time, with a hidden inferiority complex.
If you speak ill of me again...
I will not hold back.
Do you understand?
Understand?
Mr. Halit?
Really?
Who told you?
Mr. Halit, right? Are you sure?
Okay, Suat. Thank you very much.
Yes, I know I owe you a meal. Thanks for this valuable intel.
See you.
- Why are you eavesdropping? - What about Halit?
You'll find out when you read my article, dear partner.
Take this money and follow that car, please.
- Where is Mr. Naim's office? - That room over there.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Hello, Mr. Naim. How are you? Hope you'll get well soon.
Who are you?
I'm a reporter, sir. I have a few questions.
Get out. Keep them to yourself and leave me alone.
Don't worry, I won't bother you. Just a few questions.
Move. I'll deal with you later.
Good heavens!
Naim Effendi, what did Halit do to you? What did he do?
Look, I've borrowed time from the Grim Reaper for you.
- What did Halit do? - In the name of Allah...
Mr. Naim told the police that Halit kidnapped his granddaughter Leyla.
I learned this from a trusted friend inside.
It was confidential.
He saw it with his own eyes, so I wanted to ask him.
Is this true?
Then let's drink to our success.
- Hopefully, we'll find the keys soon. - Hopefully.
Why did the police take you?
I'm helping them with something.
What exactly?
Mr. Ahmet,
currently, there are eight men and three women at the bar.
They are spies from various nations,
and they all want the same thing.
Is it too strong for you?
No, it's fine.
I'll leave you alone.
They'll drive you back once you're done.
Naim Effendi saw Halit's car by the mansion
the night Leyla was kidnapped.
I'm not sure if he's being honest about the keys.
He might still have them.
He might be feeding me to Mümtaz to get rid of me.
Extra! Read about the misogynist!
Extra! Read about the misogynist!
THE MISOGYNIST
- Why doesn't anyone answer the phones? - Don't!
Don't answer it.
Ms. Sabiha has forbidden us from answering.
- Why? - Because of your article.
The phones haven't stopped ringing.
Call after call.
Isn't that good? It may help us find the guy.
If we can handle it.
How will we handle all these tips? Huh?
We're not that powerful.
Instead of standing there, go find Mr. Halit.
If he were my fiancé, I'd have caught the guy long ago.
THE PERA PALACE HOTEL
You should hurry. I want the renovations finished next week.
- Master Kadri, we need to speed up. - We're doing our best.
Wow.
What are you doing? You can't just kick the great Hitchcock out!
He's flirting with you. He's lucky I didn't kill him.
Halit?
Can we talk?
How long does it take
to know someone...
and to trust them?
I don't know.
I don't know.
I've never...
I've never experienced this before.
A moment.
Just a moment is enough.
Do you know why?
Why?
Because we did not meet here.
We just run into each other.
And we remember each other.
I've known you since before time.
But you doubt me as if you've never known me.
Because of the Gateway of Truth.
Am I wrong?
I mean, you don't always act very normal.
That portal,
it magnifies what you feel inside.
All I have inside is my love for you. Can't you see that?
What do you feel inside?
Think about it.
If your answer is the same as mine,
come tonight.
- Did you read the article in the Tan? - Of course I did.
Isn't it so courageous?
I wouldn't dare.
Neither would I, especially in times like these.
Halime.
Would you believe me if I said I saw Cahide's kidnapper?
What?
Yes, I did.
But I'm too scared to go to the police. What if they come after me too?
- I'm terrified of that misogynist. - Alfred?
So, Lili?
- Lili, so? - What?
- What did they look like? - Who?
You said you saw the kidnapper.
Oh...
Oh, I completely forgot!
I have a meeting at the Turquoise.
Uh, could you ask your servant to give me a ride?
If it's no bother.
Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Ahmet.
Oh, sorry.
Alfred.
Are you a spy?
Halime's husband, Mümtaz. I heard he sells chrome to the Nazis.
That's why you infiltrated the mansion, right?
- Could you please keep it between us? - Sure.
No need to ask.
Halime is an old friend.
But her husband, Mümtaz... Oh, I don't like him at all.
I'm sure Halime would be so happy if she could get rid of him.
So... I overheard.
You saw the man who kidnapped Cahide Sonku?
Not a man.
A woman?
I don't remember her face.
Her long, wavy red hair was unmistakable though.
She knocked Cahide out with a handkerchief and dragged her by her feet into a car.
Did you get the license plate?
Unfortunately, I was in shock.
I don't remember the car's details.
Just the color.
It was blue.
We need to go to the police.
Please.
All right.
Let's go, then.
- Lili, thank you so much. - Yes.
I hope this helps them find her.
So let me walk you home.
I'd appreciate it.
Esra...
Yeah, I...
Okay. Be careful.
Okay. Don't worry.
I mean, be careful now.
Don't try to make him talk by...
Ahmet, okay. Please!
You act like I have no willpower.
Okay?
You're beautiful.
Then
one more drink.
Cheers.
Cheers.
I should go.
Why?
Can't you stay?
I feel strangely close to you.
Um, Lili...
I should go.
I have to go.
But why?
Because I'm scared.
Why? Am I a woman to be feared?
No, on the contrary. You're a very beautiful woman.
Then why are you scared?
Of the impossible becoming possible.
Are we impossible?
Yes.
No.
I can't explain right now, but...
- Time... - I see.
Okay, go.
I'm sorry.
IT'S TIME FOR SOME THINGS TO COME TO LIGHT
Esra?
Esra?
- We don't know if we should report it. - Ms. Sabiha.
What happened?
This came for you.
"Ms. Esra,
I read your article like everyone else."
"I thought Ms. Leyla should deliver my answer to you personally."
"Come alone to the address below before sunset today."
POLICE
Leyla?
Leyla?
Leyla?
- Hurry! - This way!
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