02x04 - Belladonna – Part 2

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The victim is Aycan Özata.

Shortly before her death, she was caught
in the middle of a fight with a patient's

-relative in the lobby.
-Come on. Let's get some air.

-What the hell are you doing?
-I'll k*ll you!

-At least we have an eyewitness.
-That's him there. That's

the person who k*lled her.

There are no signs of splashing
at crime scene.

These are the photos
from our test yesterday.

You mean when Sefa stabbed
her, the doctor was already dead?

How did Mrs.
Aycan and her husband get along?

Well. uh…

Yes?

Well, I wouldn't exactly say
that everything was perfect.

But in this case there happens
to be an even better one, Nihal.

I think it comes down to the money.

The day she died,
Aycan showed me the results

of two lab tests.

One of them showed that
the patient was ill,

but the other person was totally healthy.

I have conducted a thorough search
of the house and the hospital.

Test results are nowhere to be found.

GRAVEYARD

BELLA DONNA PART 2

We live in quantum age.

Now listen to me carefully.

Everything is energy.

Everything is frequency. Vibration.

What are you talking about, sir?
I'm afraid I'm not following you.

Let me explain it in a
way you can understand.

Şermin Yurtsever.

When she came to me,
her diagnosis was clear.

She suffered from stage two leukemia.

Guess who was giving her treatment?
Doctor Aycan.

You made a mistake, madam!

She was dying.

I saved her,
I did! After my intense sessions,

she is now alive!

I'm now showing you results before
and after the tests carried out by

private clinics.

Not only one.

See how many patients there are.

I am the one who found the cure for the
illness you call cancer! Me and no one

-else!
-Yeah, get the f*ck out of

-here. I'm sorry, Inspector.
-Mister Mestan. please. Calm down.

I looked through Mrs. Aycan's computer.

She had been collecting information
on this man for quite some time.

Mehmet Duman or 'Exorcist Mehmet',

made a first appearance on a case
of various fraudulent schemes

in two-thousand-and-two.

He got out of prison three years later.

This time, his nickname was Guru Mehmet.

He gained popularity as
the guru of celebrities.

However,
after being charged on a case of abuse,

he disappeared for about five years.

When he reappeared in public
in two-thousand-twelve,

he was known as bioenergy and quantum
specialist, Mestan. Since then,

he has been acting carefully.

Oh.

After screwing up small
prey, he needed bigger.

Can you stop?

I'm sorry, Inspector.

We have such a short memory as a society.

It's amazing how these kind of
people get attention or even recognition.

Now, this argument is from a debate
program from a year ago about alternative

medicine.

Well, what I'm curious about here is the
test results of that woman. Do we know…

if she really got better?

That's where it gets a little complicated.

Şermin Yurtsever passed away about
two months after this discussion.

And we can see in the records that
heart attack was the cause of death.

Mrs. Aycan insisted.

But the family didn't want to
have an autopsy done. Then Mrs.

Aycan went to the prosecutor's office.

-Sir.
-Yes, dear.

These people want to see you.

Mister Mestan,

an investigation has been opened against
you for crimes ranging from fraud

to homicide.
The deceased was a former patient of Mrs.

Aycan.
She said to have stopped her treatment

after she started working with you.
Is that true?

These kind of accusations exist.

But I have been acquitted of all of them.

Look, you're saying it yourself.
Mrs. Aycan's patients are all dying.

They come to me so I can
give them the cure.

You have lost a lot of
money because of this.

And you've lost customers.

Money comes and goes.

Money is dirty.

Personally,

I don't think we should ever put
money at the center of our lives.

Calling a patient a customer is one of the
degradations that progressive science

has presented to us in the last century.

My wisdom is based on overcoming
such nonsense called evolution.

So, what do you think you're doing?

Teaching this stuff.

What's this really about?

Is exorcism also included in the package?

Huh?

Tell me, Master Mehmet?

Where's the exorcist?

You have made a lot of money.

So…

the list has grown.

You went from exorcism to transcendental
meditation. Unbelievable!

What a blessed man.

You can do anything you want.

In the past,
I've also made some mistakes, you know.

Everyone…

exists through their mistakes.
We learn from our mistakes.

Haven't you ever made a mistake?
You're a man, you must have, right?

But what really matters in all of this is
to demonstrate the virtue of change and

to learn from our mistakes.

Mister Mestan?

You speak very beautifully,
it sounds virtuous.

But from our perspective, sadly,

the only thing we can see is that you've
shed your skin more than once.

Have you come all the
way here to insult me?

Not at all.

Ah, your medicine.

-It's not a medicine, it's a mixture.
-Hm.

It's written on it,
it's a miraculous mixture.

Do you supposedly treat
cancer with this mixture?

No, we don't.

This is a dietary supplement.

-Excuse me, a dietary supplement?
-Exactly. It boosts the immune system.

Your immune system fights the disease
thanks to this dietary supplement.

Do you see what I mean?

-Yes, indeed.
-Okay,

I want in.

Okay.

-Would you wrap one up for me?
-They are for my patients.

Well, I'm sick too.

Wrap one up. You sell it, right?

He keeps bringing everything
back to money.

You didn't listen to me?

Bioenergy, life energy.

Meaning this mixture will
not work on anyone

who does not have positive energy.
Am I clear?

I'll try to give you positive energy.

Are you also choosing your own
patients? Give me one of these.

-Sadly, I am choosing.
-Mister Mestan,

I want a copy of the test results you
broadcasted on television immediately.

I'm afraid I can't.

Now please listen up.

In my humble abode,

nothing with a single particle of negative
energy can survive and humans are

no exception.

We disposed of them all.

We destroyed them.

Sir, your guests are here. They're
waiting for you to start the session.

I'm coming, dear.

If I may, then.

I need to spread some healing to
those who are waiting for it.

Pleasure.

How nice.

All your staff are very young.

Tell me, do you only choose young ladies?

Let me put it in a way
you will understand.

Those who haven't yet experienced
a toxic relationship,

the most innocent souls
come from this age group.

Think of it like a blank
A4 sheet of paper.

Lavender.

Organic.

If you'll allow me,
I need to spread some healing.

Calm down, Serdar.

Please, can I ask you a favor, Inspector?

Let me beat the sh*t out of this guy.

Look, I'll beat him clean and give him
electricity so he can feel the energy.

Serdar, can you please
calm down? I'm begging you.

-I can make the guy break the rules.
-This is exactly why

you need to stay calm.

Okay?

The missing test results that Aycan showed
Oktay are probably related to this place.

Related to this guy.

In that case, it means someone at
Aycan's hospital is actively helping this

-guy.
-This person goes to the hospital and

selects a suitable victim for Mestan.

He called this place a humble abode.

What a jerk.

The first thing that they do is to go
to the hospital to find a suitable

victim among the patients.

And these patients have
no hope of recovery.

-They need all kinds of miracles.
-And these are the people who

are willing to spend money.

In the second phase,
the test results are changed

from the inside.

Ingenious.

Of course, this had to stop when Mrs.
Aycan put a damper on Mestan's business.

That said, Mestan was careful.

Whoever the accomplice is,
they have not communicated

with him on the phone.

However, right after you left,
he probably panicked,

and he called the oncology department.

Do all the calls made to
oncology go through here?

Yes, we are the ones who connect calls.

Around… one o'clock, did that camera--

Have you seen Doctor Nihal?
I can't find her.

She got permission,
she had to leave urgently.

Okay, thank you so much.

Did something happen to Mrs. Nihal?

I don't know.
She got a call and said she had to

leave the hospital immediately.

Can you give me Mrs.
Nihal's address, if you don't mind?

Everyone loved her, the other doctors,
and everyone she treated.

-How did you get along with her?
-She was both my teacher

and like my older sister.

There is something she is not telling us.

SPECIALIST DR NİHAL ARABACI
UMUT VADİSİ HOSPITAL

I got it, Hasan. Okay.

The address she gave to
the hospital was fake.

The address isn't the
only thing that's fake.

-She's using someone else's diploma.
-Ooh!

ÇAPA MEDICAL UNIVERSITY
NİHAL ARABACI

ÇAPA MEDICAL UNIVERSITY
NİHAL ARABACI

The real Nihal Arabacı is currently
working as a doctor at New York

Presbyterian Hospital.

So, this girl is living someone
else's life just like that.

She created these social media
accounts two years ago.

She even took out a loan under the name of
the real Nihal Arabacı and bought a car.

The funny thing is that she
paid all her installments.

When we met,
she introduced herself as Nihal Arabacı,

that's right.

I find it very interesting
that after you met with us,

according to the phone records,
you called her immediately.

Is this a coincidence?

There is nothing more natural than
a call from one of Mister Mestan's

former students.

I think that the relationship
between Mestan

and Nihal is a little
more than just a simple

teacher-student relationship, Counselor.

She was very young when she came to me.

There was a strong
emotional connection between us two.

The young girl you
mention was sixteen years old.

Mister Mestan,

She was not of age.

My client is talking about
emotional connection.

It was just a teacher and his student
forming a platonic bond.

Platonic, absolutely.

Who decides who is mature
enough and what is this,

"legal age" you are talking about?
Who decides that?

Our laws, Mister Mestan.

In this country,
every individual under the

age of eighteen is a child. A minor.

These laws are made by humans.

The laws of the universe work differently.

Oh, really?

Of course,

I don't know what kind of universe you
live in and what kind of people you

live with.

But let's come back to the laws
of the Republic of Turkey.

Forgery of official documents,
identity theft, fraud,

and even m*rder are all officially
looked upon as very serious crimes.

True.

Very serious crimes.

What's it got to do with me?

Nihal Arabaci was working for you.

She was picking the right
victims from hospitals,

victims whose money and emotions you
could exploit by offering them a cure.

But when Ms. Aycan discovered this,
you couldn't take a risk.

You had Nihal k*ll her.

Tell me, is the picture complete now?

Counselor, please,

You tell me if I'm wrong,
but from what I remember,

there is a concept called presumption
of innocence, is that right?

Of course.

My client doesn't have
to prove his innocence.

Your job is to prove that he is guilty.

Ms. Güneş?

Oh. Hi, Inspector.

You're going to be angry with me,
I suppose.

What are you doing in this place?

I'm picking up İpek.

For what reason would
you bring Ipek here, Güneş?

We've only been coming for a few months.

I'm sure you see him as
some kind of charlatan

or as a swindler, but he's not.

I swear.

Mister Mestan actually
organized a fundraising

campaign for İpek with the members here.

Please understand me,
I have no choice but to chase

even the smallest bit of hope.

Come in,
Mrs. Güneş. İpek is waiting for you.

But she showed me photos of herself
with her college friends in Çapa.

She did go to university.

I'm not saying she didn't.

But it was fake.

She…

pretended to attend the classes.

I can't believe it,
I really can't believe it.

Be honest.
Do you think Nihal k*lled Aycan?

We're investigating.

Do you know where she lives?

-I have no idea.
-What about a friend, a

relative, a family friend, I don't know…

somebody?

One day, her father made a surprise

visit to the hospital.

I think her parents live in Sivas.

In fact,
she looked nervous when she saw him.

I didn't understand.

And the man called her
by a different name.

Uh…

what…

Kezban. Yeah.

He called her Kezban.

Hey, Captain.

I didn't hurt anyone.

Remember? You said that the other day.

But I really didn't hurt anyone.

Yeah.

You can carry on fooling yourself.

Fake diplomas,
fake college photos, fake greeting cards.

The girl's whole life is fake.

She doesn't have one single family
member on social media.

Keep up the good work, guys.

What did you find?

Can you look into the real
Nihal Arabacı's past?

Has she ever had contact
with someone named Kezban?

Right away, Inspector.

Hasan, my friend.

Did you have a good time last night?

Ah… yes, it was okay.

We just had a few drinks with old friends,
that's about it.

Oh.

Good.

Hope you enjoyed it.

Found it!

-Good day, sir.
-Hi there.

Inspector Önem Özülkü from Special Crimes.

Can I help you?

-I would like to see Mister Rüstem.
-He's inside.

Thank you.

Good day,

Hello.

DO NOT ENTER
AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY

Mister Rüstem?

Wait, you can't be in here.

-No, no.
-What?

Don't worry.

I am Inspector Önem Özülkü
from Special Crimes.

Welcome, Inspector.

Nice to meet you.

-Thank you. How are you?
-I… I'm good, thank you, ma'am.

I would like to talk to you about your
daughter, Kezban. If you don't mind.

Did… did something happen?

A week ago,
you went to the hospital to visit

your daughter, is that correct?

Uh-huh… yes.

Her mother was ill.

You see, we couldn't get a hold of her.
So we had to go there.

I guess I should have known better.
I'm sorry.

I mean,
the girl is already busy enough, right?

Was that the last time
you saw your daughter?

No, she came by four or five days ago.

She brought medicine for her mother.

Did she ask for anything from you?

No.

No, nothing.

Why are you asking these questions,
Inspector?

Mister Rüstem,
do you have all kinds of plants in here?

Yes.

Yes, ma'am.

I mean…

do you also have some that are poisonous?

Yes, yes, sure.

Various kinds.

Uh… but these ones are locked.

I mean, not open to the public.

It's dangerous.

-You are the only one who has access?
-Yes, it's only me.

The other day I lost the keys to the room.

But thank goodness, our Kezban found them.

What day was that?

Well… four or five days ago.

Why are you asking these questions?

Inspector, you are mistaken.

My daughter graduated from
Çapa Medical Faculty.

She was even top of her class.
I swear. I saw her diploma.

Unfortunately, it's all fake.

H-- H-- Her friends from the faculty,
they sent flowers for her birthday.

That can't be.

We sold everything we had just
so our daughter could study.

Your daughter has been introducing herself
as Nihal Arabacı for quite some time now.

Is this name familiar to you?
Does it ring a bell?

Nihal?

Years ago,
we used to work for a doctor's family.

I was-- I was taking care of their garden.

And my wife was in charge
of the house chores.

I remember the doctor had a daughter
who was the same age as Kezban.

Her name was Nihal.

Kezban and her grew up together.

They liked each other a lot.

When Nihal went to America to be a doctor…

Kezban was very disappointed.

Well.

When Kezban was young,
she worked for a guy named Mestan.

Did you know about that?

It's true.

She was just naive.

She was a kid.

She believed that charlatan.

But she cut him off when she
started studying medicine.

I mean…
when she said she started studying.

Are you a hundred percent sure
she cut off her relationship?

Well. I don't know.

If she lied about this too, well…

I don't know what to say.

I beg your pardon,
can I ask you something, mister Rüstem?

Do you know where your daughter
lives by any chance?

No, I don't know.

I told her many times I wanted to visit
her, but she always refused to see me.

Well, I thought she was busy with
the patients at the hospital.

How could I know?

Mister Rüstem,

I can't reach your daughter.

Her phone is switched off.

Uh, and I'm thinking maybe…
she gave you a number?

Like a contact number or an address,
maybe?

I remember she gave me a number
after her mother got ill.

You know, in case of an emergency.

Mister Rüstem,
I'm going to need your help.

For your daughter's own good.

We found the signal from her phone.
We're on our way,

Inspector. We're almost there.

Okay, Selin.

Thank you.

Let me know.

-Did something come up?
-According to Berk's research, the

chemical structure of atropine matches the
belladonna plant here.

This plant?

-No answer, Inspector.
-Okay.

Please call her again.

I got it, Hasan. Thank you, Berk.

-Are we getting close?
-Yes, Captain.

It looks like the suspect is
only half a mile ahead of us.

Hi, dad. Uh, if it's not urgent,
can I call you back later please?

Can you hear me?

Kezban.

Dad, is there something wrong?
Say something.

What's going on?

Hi, Kezban.

This is Inspector Önem Özülkü.

Please don't hang up.

My dad found out the truth about me?

Yes, he did.

The location is here.

Here, you say?

Yes, here.

We're on the road,
girl. How can it be here?

I don't know,
Captain. She's got to be around here.

What do you want from me?

For you to turn yourself in.

But I didn't k*ll anyone.

-You have to believe me.
-I want to believe you, Kezban, but first

you're going to have to come clean. Then,
I promise you that I will do

whatever I can to help you.

I know nobody can help me!

So?

Where is she?

She's got to be somewhere around here.

Look around,
maybe she threw her phone away.

-Kezban?
-Captain,

Captain!

Call an ambulance!

Hello?

This is police Sergeant Selin Korkmaz.

We have a person who is unconscious.
Female, in her twenties.

-How is she, Serdar?
-She is not out of danger yet,

they're keeping her sedated.

She played the doctor for many years,

but now she's actually
in need of real doctors.

You also played a big
part in her surviving.

Do you have the footage?

Nothing has come up yet, Inspector.

But we found her place.

We'll be off to search soon.

Berk?

Yes, sir.

The m*rder weapon.

It's in your hands.

Oh, and don't forget to take
Selin's fingerprints.

She didn't have gloves on.

You got it, Captain.

Sorry about that, Berk.

Don't worry about it.

Hey, sweetie.

You've been having a good time.

-Look, mom. When I saw it on the counter--
-Okay. Take it easy. It's nothing.

So… how many glasses?

One.

One?

A big one.

Don't you think?

One big glass.

Let's say that.

You should not drink alone. Hold on.

You said John would come to do
the podcast. What happened?

John's not coming.

He's not coming today.

And he won't come anymore.

Oh, my God. What happened?

Did you and grass head have a fall out?

He posted a story with his girlfriend.

NEVER SAW ANYONE
MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU

I thought you two were dating.
Weren't you?

Well, I thought so, too.

But I guess we're not.

It's a girl from school
he didn't even like.

And he posted this romantic
story with her.

And he wrote, 'Before meeting you,
I'd never seen anyone so beautiful.'

Pff… cliché.

And, what's more…

he wrote to me first.
I mean he texted a lot.

At first it was a lot of love bombing and
then all of a sudden, he's ghosting me.

I really don't get it.

I guess you were right.

Good things don't happen by magic.

Aren't you going to say anything?

Like, 'I told you so.'

Life happens.

I don't know what else to tell you.

Well, sometimes though…

you need to remember that some things
are meant to be, and then move on.

It was clear what would happen, and yet…

I didn't see it coming.

Why am I so naive, mom?

I can't even see what's in front of me.

Shouldn't…
Önem Özülkü's daughter know better?

Don't make a big deal out of this.

Do you think I always
see everything coming?

Well…

I think at some point, you do.

Believe me,
some things happened that I didn't expect.

Life is full of surprises.

I'm constantly learning too, sweetheart.

Everyday.

There's always a new lesson.

But as far as you're concerned,
you have a mother who will

never leave you alone,
no matter what happens.

I'll always support you
and stay by your side.

Come on now.

Cheers, my love.

We can't drink in silence.

No, we need some company.

Come on, let's play a really nice song.

Why not…

Sezen Aksu.

So we make sure our feelings
get deep enough.

Let's experience the pain of love
as it deserves to be felt.

What do you think?

Well, let's see.

It's for you, my dear.

Oh, my love.

Do you know this song?

A little bit.

Ahh.

I LOST HOPE BUT AT LEAST

COME TO MY HOUSE FOR A NICE CONVERSATION

Come on.

HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN A HEART
WITHOUT NOTICING?

HAVE YOU NOT WONDERED
AND ASKED YOUR CONSCIENCE?

WHAT DID I DO TO YOU AFTER ALL?

DON'T YOU THINK I DESERVE RESPECT?

Oh, my baby.

Remember that I will always
be there for you.

You'll find a better one.

He really looked like a grass head,
I'm sorry.

You might stay friends,
who knows? Gosh, it doesn't even matter.

You'll get through it.

You'll get through it.

This pain can be the most beautiful.

It's going to be all right.

I'M MISERABLE NOW

SO ARE YOU HAPPY?

You in a rush?.

Well…

there are no paper men like this
when you're sh**ting in real life.

They usually sh**t back, you know.

You think the faster one wins.

Right.

Serdar?

If you're here to talk about what
happened during the interrogation…

don't worry.

I've forgiven you.

Oh really?

Yeah.

Every bad guy deserves a second chance,
right?

Exactly what we guessed.

Poisoned with the same substance.

Atropine.

Apart from Selin's,
no fingerprints on the m*rder weapon.

The k*ller must have wiped
the fingerprints.

But I still managed to
get a chemical trace.

Are you ready?

We are.

Lavandulol, Terpinene, Nerol, Borneol,
Alpha-Terpinol, Beta-Terpinol, Al pha--

Berk!

Take it easy, brother.

Where do we find these chemicals?
That's what we want to know.

Lavender oil.

But…

its active ingredient is quite high.

It must be pretty expensive.

Lavender.

Organic.

If you'll allow me,
I need to spread some healing.

Mestan.

This is what we found at Kezban's.

There you go.

The lost test results.

Yes.

-Let's see.
-We have the results of two different

tests done on two patients on the same
day.

Ipek Kutay, Elif Yazıcı.

Both of them were treated by Aycan at
the hospital and are also receiving

therapy from Mestan.

Ipek Kutay and Elif Yazici,
the two patients.

Both of them have cancer.

According to these results,
both of them are healthy.

We finally have before us the evidence
that Mestan has been playing with

people's lives.

With this evidence,

we have

the m*rder motive.

Mestan eliminated Aycan
because he realized

that she would ruin his scheme.

When we discovered the connection
between Mestan and Nihal,

he tried to silence Nihal.

Kezban.

Right. Mestan tried to eliminate Kezban.

Scumbag.

Mrs. Güneş?

Hi, Inspector.

I didn't know who to go to.

That woman was a fake doctor.

She might have done something bad to İpek.

Have you found anything?

Look,
I can't tell you anything more about this.

I understand you can't say these
things to me, Inspector.

But my daughter's life is at stake here.

She was Doctor Oktay's assistant.
That's why I let her take care of Ipek.

Ms. Güneş.

Let me ask you a question. How…

uh, how did you learn that something
happened to Ms. Nihal?

You're not going to like this,
but we went to Mister Mestan today.

He told us.

Mestan is very dangerous.

Now we know he is playing
with many people's

lives including your daughter's.

You need to stay away from him.

You think that's why he k*lled
Doctor Aycan, is that it?

Sorry.

I know you can't say anything.
I understand.

I…

I don't know what I would
do if you weren't here.

Thank you.

Let's go, my love.

Well done, my baby.

Ms Güneş.

Actually, do you think I could ask you

to help us with something?

Would you mind?

Today, we are going to Mestan's place
to join one of his sessions.

Um… I would like for you
to come with us to help.

-Would you mind?
-I'm not sure I will

be able to, Inspector.

-I don't have anybody to leave İpek with.
-Don't worry about that, we'll

find someone. That's not a problem.

But, I might need you there to
catch Nihal and Aycan's k*ller.

If you're willing to help us.

I mean, if I can be of
any help, I will do my best.

I'm sure you'll be of
great help, Ms. Güneş.

Serdar, we need to ask a police officer

to go with Ms. Güneş.

Can you take care of that, please?

Ipek is going to stay with us.

You got it, Inspector.

After you.

Don't worry, darling.

My lawyer instructed
me not to talk to you.

We did not come here to question you.

On the contrary, we want you to help us.

Would you be willing to help the police
find the m*rder*r, Mister Mestan?

In the universe,
every substance contains energy.

This energy tends to be in movement.

It's the law of thermodynamics.

When moving,
energy emits a certain vibration.

And every substance has
a different frequency.

Good or bad. Different.

If you're ill or in good health.

It's different.

Innocent…

m*rder*r…

different.

I will ask you not to make any sound
during the rest of the session.

Please stay quiet.

Look. This glass here,
is the glass from which

I just drank water.

It didn't crack.

The second glass is the glass from which
a life sentenced prisoner drank water.

Do you follow me?

Moving on to Aycan and Nihal's k*ller.

Let's see.

-I asked you not to make any noise and--
-We found the m*rder weapon

in Mister Mestan's office.

That's right.

That's not mine.

You're framing me, aren't you?

That's not mine.

Inspector.

I believe the man.

I'm not so sure, Serdar.

Lavender oil,
the test results, the m*rder weapon.

Everything is pointing to him. Am I wrong?

It could be someone who has access here,
maybe an employee.

We already questioned everybody, remember.

It's not mine. You obviously framed me.

What is this thing?

You won't be able to
find my fingerprints on it.

Inspector, with your
permission, I would like to try this too.

Go on, Serdar.

We are faced with a methodical k*ller.

Every victim they choose,

every individual they convince gives them
a sick feeling of satisfaction and power.

They were involved in the investigation
and managed to manipulate us,

from the start.

With my team here,

we actually thought that the k*ller
was trying to cure sick people with

fake reports, made by a fake doctor.
While in fact, it was the opposite.

The k*ller was using a healthy
person and making her look sick.

Whoa! Haha.

There it is!

You manipulated your own daughter.

Isn't that right?

You are… you are talking nonsense.

Is this a joke or something?

Since she was three
years old, my daughter--

She's been healthy!

Since she was three years old,
your daughter has been in perfect health!

We examined the hospital reports. She
hasn't been to the same doctor three times

-in a row.
-Because they were not

taking good care of her.

God damn you! I collected
money for you, a lot of money.

I didn't deceive anyone. My
daughter's treatment is very expensive.

Your daughter's treatment
cannot be expensive

because your daughter is not sick.

You just want to live in luxury.

You came here to attract rich people.

And you already knew what
Nihal was doing here.

You were looking for a doctor.

Nihal was the perfect fit for your plan,
right?

When Mrs.
Aycan learned that İpek was receiving

therapy from Mestan,
she became worried and secretly

put your daughter to the test.

She was actually trying
to expose Mestan's fraud,

but she discovered something different.

See, your the monster who
poisoned your daughter!

This is pure nonsense.

Lying to us won't save you now.
Because while you were here,

we put İpek to the test
and we have the results.

I am not going to stay here to
listen to these accusations of yours.

-Yes, you are.
-Relax.

Relax. Relax. Come on, take it easy now.

This is the m*rder weapon
you used to stab Mrs.

Aycan during the chaos at the hospital,
isn't it?

-Please, not right now!
-Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

Police will handle this. Easy!

Oh right, Nihal is dead.
You have nothing against me now.

See for yourself.

-Let me go!
-Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Take her.

Hey, hey, hey.
Easy now. Easy. Give me that. Come on.

Take it, Berk.

-Take it.
-Güneş Kutay.

You are arrested for the
m*rder of Aycan Özata,

the attempted m*rder of Kezban Mayıs,

and the deliberate injury and abuse
of your daughter, İpek Kutay.

Go ahead. All yours, Hasan.

What has just happened here?

Congratulations.

What a show, bravo.

I'm going to use this on
my social media account.

But with a little bit
of editing of course.

Of course, no problem.

You can use it. We just need to add this.
Do you mind, Serdar?

Mestan Duman.

We interviewed every assistant you've
ever worked with over the years.

We owe them a lot.

They told us everything.

It is my great pleasure to arrest you
for a total of twenty-eight charges,

including aggravated
fraud and child abuse.

Come here now. Come here, I said, or
I'll break your arms and your legs.

Are you allowed to do this to me?
Can you really do this to me? This is

-unbelievable!
-I swear I'll break

-your arms and your legs!
-Move!

Can you explain something to me?

How did the glasses crack?

Expansion.

Let me show you.

The frequency emitted by the fork is not
enough to cause a regular glass to lose

its integrity.

That's why we used a tampered
glass like Mestan did.

These cups expand at much lower
temperatures than regular cups.

I would love to see the expression on
Güneş's face when she finds out that

Kezban can't speak anymore.

Feriha, I made one of my biggest mistakes.

Can you believe it?

İpek asked me for help from the start,
but I didn't pay attention.

I didn't understand.

I am to blame.

How is she doing?

Well, the drugs she's been using for
years have weakened her body a bit.

But she'll recover.

It's just gonna take some time.

After each case, I think I probably won't

see anything worse,
but humanity surprises me

more and more every time.

Seriously.

I'm going crazy.

How could she… do such a thing?

Münchhausen by proxy.

That's the name of her disease.

Well,
in other words, a fictitious disorder.

It's a very serious
form of emotional abuse.

Right, but it's also a very
serious fraud method, Feriha.

We investigated Güneş's accounts.

Offshore accounts, big houses,
cars, fancy holidays abroad, you name it…,

-Unbelievable.
-Yes. Disgusting.

I don't get how she can do this
and pretend to be a good mom.

Some people shouldn't be
allowed to be a parent.

They shouldn't be!

There you are,
brother. Where have you been?

Easy man, what's going on?

You took my daughter's life, so
it's my turn to take your life.

Wait, wait, brother, wait.

-I'm not your f*cking brother.
-Brother.

-Stop calling me brother.
-Wait, brother, wait.

Hasan!

What the hell are you doing here?

Put your g*n down.

Serdar, get out of here.

Stop.

Did you come to stop me?

My friend.

Stop that!

Look, I know you're doing business
with Arap, but don't.

Don't do that.

Serdar, go away.

Hasan, I'm begging you, don't do this.

-Serdar.
-I'm begging you, Hasan. You can't do it.

This is what I thought too.

Hasan?

Serdar, get out of here!

Don't do it, you'll
regret it later. Stop it.

I told you to go away.

-Don't do it, brother.
-Serdar.

I know you can't do this, brother.

Really? Watch, I'm gonna show you.

Serdar?

But I can do it for you.

Don't do that!

Serdar.

Serdar, stop!

Put your g*n down please, Serdar!

I am Police Officer Hasan Duru
from the Special Crimes Unit.

I am arresting you on suspicion
of k*lling, Seher Duru.

Is it better like this?

I guess it is.

Is it f*cking better like this?