01x01 - Episode 1

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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Who are you?

-I am the dark face of this city.
-What?

-Don't you have a name?
-Shadow.

What kind of a name is Shadow?
I'm asking what your ID says.

I don't have an ID. And my name is Shadow.

-Do you have a problem with that?
-No. I don't have any problem with that.

Okay, cut the crap. Get up.

-Let's get to the point..
-As you wish.

-Where are the photos?
-What photos?

The photos that belong to Servet.

I don't know.

Photos that were taken while the g*ns
were being unloaded from the ship.

I don't know what you are talking about,
but did I have to know all this?

I'm just a man who sells rice.

So why did you run away?

I thought you were an addict or something
when you came after me, I'm sorry.

I was scared,
I started running automatically.

-Automatically?
-Yes.

Take this.
You can't run anymore even if you want to.

"Automatically," he says. You wear me out
at this hour for no reason.

Shame on you.

"Automatically," he says.

-Hello?
-Could you find something?

Of course, Shadow.

If you are lying…

How can I lie to you?
I don't have a death wish.

Good for you.

Are you sure it belongs to them?

I'm sure. I have a relative
who works for the Civil Registry.

It was not easy, but we finally found it.

Good. Come to my place tonight.

The money is ready, right?

The money is ready, don't worry.
Bring the file, get the money.

Okay. I'll come to your place tonight.

-So, you came?
-What? Were you expecting someone else?

Yeah, come in. Don't stand at the door.

Don't you have anything proper in here?

You brought the full team.

You don't seem to get it,
but we're in the middle of a crisis.

-Did you get the photos?
-No.

There aren't any photos either.
Someone obviously lied to you for money.

Is that so?

What about these?

You look fat.

How did you get them?

Özlem paid for them.

And we had to pay the hospital bill,

because you shot him in the leg.

So, he wasn't the rice guy?

Shadow, you can't just sh**t everybody.

Listen, you are my secret weapon,
and you must remain so.

If something is bothering you,
just tell me, and I'll deal with it.

Fine. Find them. Come on.

We've been searching for years.

Nobody knows them!

Let it go!

"It" is my family, Servet.

This is the last thing I have from them.

Not a memory, nor a sound, nor a smell.
I don't remember anything else.

Your family is here.

I am your family.

Hello.

Did you do something bad?

Come.

Family is the people who are with you
when you grow up.

I gave you more than
a father could give you.

You have everything you want.

What more you can possibly need?

An identity.

-You lost your ID again?
-No, not like that.

I am tired of living with fake IDs.

I wander around with all kind of names.

I have a hidden life.

I can't sleep because of nightmares.

I want my real name.

And yes, I lost my ID again.

First

you must get rid of this bottle.

I promise, we will find them one day.

But first, take a shower.
Then get a new ID.

I will need you today.

For the opening of the orphanage?

No, it's not today.

-When is it?
-Soon.

We are still renovating.
But don't worry, it will be beautiful.

You will give other children that
sweet home you have always dreamed of.

-So what is the job?
-There is this guy called Mümtaz.

He is in construction.
He wants to meet with me.

-Where?
-In his office.

-You don't go to other people.
-I want to know what he has in his mind.

Be ready. I will share the location.
If anything goes wrong…

I will take care of it.

That's more like it. I trust you.

This is more important
than everything else.

Even than the family.

How did it go?

Good. He knows he made a mistake.
He'll smarten up.

Mr. Servet,

I know this is not the right time,

but I have to warn you
as your legal counselor.

-You must get rid of him.
-You are right, Özlem.

This is not the right time.

ID CARD
ZEKİ MÜREN

-Zeki Müren? Really?
-Why? You don't like it?

You should've also written Sun of Art.

Can't it be a name resemblance?

I've made so many ID cards
that I can't find anymore names for you.

-There's one more thing.
-What is it?

This photo of yours.

There's someone who knows something
about the people in it.

What?

Who? Tell me.

Relax. I'll tell you.

There's this man.

He didn't tell me anything,
but he wanted to talk to you.

But it might cost you a little.

I tried so hard, you know.

Who is this guy?

FISH AND BREAD

Are you Adem Yılmaz?

Yes, I am.

They told me that you know these people.

I have a file about the man
in the picture. I mean, your father.

But of course, everything has a price.

You will have your price.
But first let's understand what it is.

All right.

I think that kid is you.

How much do you want?

I don't want money.

What do you want?

I want Servet.

I know you work for him.

You have it figured out wrong
about me and Servet.

How should I put it?

We're like father and son.

Servet took care of me.

He took my hand.
He supported me when nobody else did.

And he made you do his dirty work, right?

Don't you see that he is using you?
Listen,

If I can find the tiny evidence
that he hides the g*ns in the orphanage,

he would be finished.

Does he hide the g*ns in the orphanage?

Wow. You really are like father and son.

No. Servet wouldn't lie to me.

-Is that so?
-Yes.

So, why doesn't he tell you
what happened to your father?

-But...
-Yes.

Servet and your father, together.

He obviously hasn't told you about this.

As I said…

here is the deal.

Give me evidence and take the file.

There are around 200 billion
human cells that are regenerated.

Can you believe it? 200 billion.

And do you know what happens
if the cells don't regenerate?

Your organs wouldn't function.
You would have low immunity.

You wouldn't heal fast.
You would get older faster.

So you would start to decay.

If that many cells are regenerated

why are we getting older?

That's what I can't understand.

I think they stop regenerating
after a while.

Whatever. All I know is,
they are regenerated all the time.

If cells in the human body
need to be regenerated,

then the buildings in the city
need to be regenerated, too.

You've done that already.

Partially. We have a very long road ahead.

Everything gets old.

I didn't call you to bore you
with such stuff. Another drink?

No. That's enough, thank you.

I want the weapons.

-What weapons?
-Servet, neither of us are stupid.

I don't have time to waste on nonsense.

The weapon job is out of your league.

Listen, Mr. Mümtaz,
I risk everything I have for this job.

I won't give them away.

I will pay your expenses,
but don't expect more for me.

I see.

Then give me some time.

-Tomorrow...
-Servet!

I don't think you understand.
This is not an offer.

You will either give me those weapons or…

I wouldn't finish that line if I were you.

Who is he?

I am your worst nightmare.

You are late.

I was waiting for the cl*max.

Here is my advice.

Never threaten me again.

As you said, everything gets old.

If you come across Servet again,
the last face you see will be mine.

Hear me?

And put a lock here
instead of all those men at the door.

It's 70-year-old whiskey.

I was gonna take this out when we sold
the weapons, but we deserve this today.

You were late.

But I knew you would be there.

Something came up.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

But I was wondering.
Where are those weapons?

Why do you ask?

I wonder if Mümtaz can find them.

Don't worry about such things.
He can never find them.

Besides, Mümtaz's time is over.

We are one step closer to our dreams.

Mr. Servet, give me two days, sir. Please!

Please! Just two more days, Mr. Servet!

You look very elegant.

Don't hit me! Don't!

Don't hit me, please! I'm begging you!

Sometimes you have to be tough

to get what you want in life.

Or they'll step all over you.

Someone sets up an order,

and they want you to follow it.

We will be the ones who break that order.

And for that, sometimes

you have to be tough.

Now that's it.

-Another one?
-Yes.

There is someone who knows my family.

What?

How do they... Who are they?

He said he had photographs.

Come on. No way.

No way. Let me tell you this.

That must be some scumbag
trying to get money from you.

I don't know. Maybe.

It is worth trying though.

This is really nice.

I've gotta fly. Good night.

Stain, go to Shadow's apartment
right away.

Check who's coming and going.

There is someone else
who knows about his family.

Nobody can enter his apartment, got it?

You need to stop them.

k*ll the guy.

Just like the others.

If Shadow learns the truth…

If he learns the truth…

k*ll him, too.

AUDIO RECORDER

Stain, go to Shadow's apartment
right away.

Check who's coming and going.

There is someone else
who knows about his family.

Nobody can enter his apartment, got it?

You need to stop them.

k*ll the guy.

Just like the others.

If Shadow learns the truth

If he learns the truth…

k*ll him, too.

Where is Mr. Servet? I brought the car.

Why would he be here at this hour?

He usually wants this car at night.

To show off at some places.

This is a nice car.

-Are you a car guy?
-Let's just say, a little bit.

-I've never driven anything like this.
-Want to take it for a ride?

-No way, I cant!
-Sure, you can. Come here.

It gets ruined in the hands of a jerk
who doesn't know its worth.

Take it for a ride
and show it that you care.

-Don't worry, I'm here.
-All right.

FLOOR PLAN

Wow!

ADİL THE TAILOR

May God bless his soul.

Adil was a decent man.

-Selamun aleykum.
-Aleykum selam.

Mukhtar, isn't that Mesut?

b*stard must have smelled money.

Mesut! Is everything okay?

It doesn't look good.

Please don't say that, Mukhtar.

Uncle Halit is dead.

Adil! Yes, he died.

You should have come to his funeral.

I had some urgent matters to tend to.

By the way, what about his shop?
I'd like to have it if it's available.

You've bought every house and shop
in the neighborhood

and it's still not enough?

Maybe he has an heir or something.

He had no one.
Where will the heir come from?

Anyway, I'll make you my offer.

I'll write off all the residents debts
in exchange for it.

All the debts, all right?

Think about it, Mukhtar.

Have a good day.

May God bless…

Uncle Adil.

He is just like a vulture.

I'm sure there's something going on.

MR. SERVET
ANYONE AROUND?

NO

Good. So there is no such guy.

KEEP WAITING. WATCH THE DOOR.

OK

Mr. Servet, aren't you going to tell me
how the meeting was?

This isn't something to tell
without a toast.

Let's have a…

-Where is the whiskey?
-I don't know.

The photos?

They're gone.

Look at the mess.

There are just cloths and rags everywhere.
There's nothing else.

Mukhtar, what are you doing,
for God's sake?

I'm separating the bills.

They're all mixed up.

Power bills, water bills, phone bills.

We have to sort them out and file them.

Mukhtar, he's dead. His file is closed.

Who cares if they're sorted and filed?

Dad! Where were you?
I've been looking for you all morning.

Oh. What is that?

I made it for Uncle Adil at the shop.
Eat it before it gets cold.

Let me have some.

-What are you doing, Dad?
-I'm putting the bills in order.

Dad, leave it. Everything is digital now.

-Why would anyone need it?
-Here!

I'll make a mess again. Here you go.

They're a mess.
You're the enemies of order.

Here you go. Are you happy now?

And I…

-What the hell are these?
-Wow.

A bunch of letters.

Don't open the letters.
It's inappropriate.

He died, Mukhtar. He's dead.
It's not inappropriate.

-Uncle Adil wrote these.
-What does it say?

It says "I miss you and our son so much."

So cute!

You and our…

We found them!
We found Adil's family. Look!

Wow! Is that his wife and son?

I think so.

Dear God.

Come on, let's find a car quickly.
Let's tell his family that he passed away.

You were going to die! Get out of the way.

Tissue?

You were going to die,
but you're still trying to sell me tissue.

They produce and throw them out
on the street.

Gosh!

-Who is it?
-I am the…

-It's me, Shadow. Open the door.
-Why are you here?

Open the door, or I'll break it.
It's wood anyway.

What is that?

I just took it to protect...

Let me tell you a secret.
You can't survive with a fruit knife.

How did you find me?

It wasn't difficult.

I asked the newspaper you work for.

I might have forced them a little.

Here's your evidence.

But these are…

Why did you change your mind?

-Don't go there.
-He used you and got rid of you, right?

I told you not to go there.

-Why do you hate Servet so much?
-I don't hate him.

I just don't like seeing someone like him
walking around freely.

Come on!

My father left us when I was little.

My mom always talked about
my father's debt to Servet.

She always thought
he was running from him.

But I think they k*lled him,
and threw him out somewhere.

I've looked at all unsolved murders
and suicides for all these years,

but haven't found anything.

If only I knew what happened to my father,
that would be good enough for me.

I hope you find out
what happened to him someday.

I hope.

Yes. You have something
that belongs to me.

Yes, I do.

So where are they?

Right! I found them.

This is the place.

f*ck! Who are they?

I guess this is him.

How can you recognize him from the photo?

He's just a baby there.
We can't even see his face.

Don't you see that photo, Turan?
It's the same.

You're right. We found Adil's son.

Yes? Who are you? What do you want?

I'm the mukhtar of Güzelce Neighborhood.
This is my friend Turan.

Your father passed away,
and we've come to inform you.

I shouldn't have grinned
when I said that, right?

I tried to look cute saying it,
and I just froze like that.

I'm sorry, my condolences.

There must be a mistake.

There is no mistake. He died, all right.

If we knew, we would have called you,

but Adil never mentioned you.

We'll all face death,
and the heritage is fact, of course.

Heritage?

He opened his eyes wide open
when you said heritage.

Yeah, heritage.
Adil was a tailor in our neighborhood.

He used to sleep in his tailor shop,
the poor man.

You have…

his shop now. Here.

It's 50 square meters.

Fifty square meters.

-He is crying.
-It's natural.

No one can keep suppressing emotions.

In the end, you break down.
Don't touch him, let him cry.

Are you crazy?

-What kind of a language is this?
-His nerves must be shot.

What am I supposed to do with a
f*cking small shop in a sh*thole hood?

Things are little complicated here.

So you can go now.
I can't bother myself with the shop.

Come on.

Come on!

Take my card just in case.
If you happen to come to the neighborhood.

All right, I'll call you if I come.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I cannot say, "I'm sorry for your loss."

He searched for his father for years.
Just when he found him,

he's lying next to the body
of a man he's never met.

Life's sense of humor…

is weird.

Servet.

Hi.

So you were going to give these
to the reporter.

It seemed like a good idea.

You're not thinking clearly anymore.

You tried to sell me out
because of this file.

The file I tried so hard to cover up.

You knew.

Of course I knew.

-And you kept it from me?
-For your own good.

You want to know everything,
but it's better if you don't know it all.

That's not for you to decide.

How could you keep
something like that from me?

I tried to find those people
for years, Servet.

What happens if you find them?

Who wants to remember their first m*rder?

First m*rder?

Did I k*ll them?

Stabbed 12 times.

Hello.

How can you forget something like that?

I saved your life.

But you didn't appreciate what you had.

You were like my son.

Yes?

What do you mean the g*ns aren't there?

Who would take all those g*ns
from the warehouse of the orphanage?

Did you talk to the security guards?
Who came? What was he like?

If they say he was handsome, charismatic,
and well-dressed, then it could be me.

Where are the g*ns?

What g*ns, Servet? The g*ns whose place
you've been hiding even from me?

-So, here's the new deal...
-f*ck your deal!

Don't stop until
you find out where the g*ns are.

Listen.

Maybe we had a bad start.

But I appreciate you
for wearing a bulletproof vest.

I think it's a necessity, too.

I admit you're good at this, too.

I have to hand it to you.

Is it okay if I give you half of the money
now and the rest next month?

I buy this stuff for cash, Dilara.

I know, but this is the last
of the money I have.

Listen, Mesut keeps pestering me.
He keeps threatening me with bills.

Please, only this time, okay?

Thank you.

YENİCİ CAR WASH

Welcome, Mukhtar.

-Selamun aleykum.
-Come, shall I order some tea?

No, Mesut, I won't be too long.

Adil has no heir, Mesut.

Well, he has,
but he didn't accept the heritage.

Never mind.

Come to my office tomorrow morning and
bring everyone's bill, whoever owes you.

The tailor shop is yours.

Thank you, Mukhtar!
Believe me, you did the right thing.

Come on, let's celebrate.
Let me get you my best whiskey.

Where the hell is this bottle?
You gave me the best news…

The…

Nice!

Is that all you got?

I expected much more from you.

That was a good one.

But you're wrong if you think
punching me will make me talk.

My pain threshold is high.

Wow!

Is that a t*rture bag?

You really are a maniac.

But let me tell you something.

This is something I just realized.

If you know how to use it,

you can survive with a fruit knife.

If only I could find the vein.

f*ck!

f*ck!

Wait!

ADİL THE TAILOR