01x04 - Episode 4

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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

-[rain pouring]
-[thunder rumbling]

[loud creaking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[loud clacking]

You knew I'd come for you eventually.

[sighs] You are powerless.

If it weren't for me,
you'd still be on the streets.

They would've found you.

You'd have gone to prison.
Who knows? Maybe you'd be dead by now.

I'm the one that gave you a life.

You stole my life from me.

Ah, you wouldn't k*ll the only one
who knows who you really are.

I'm the only one who knows your real name.
Don't you want to know your real name?

My name is Shadow.

[grunts]

[gasps]

I swear I didn't k*ll you.

Hey, there.

[sighs] So, what is it?

-Mesut sent me over here.
-Uh-huh?

And he sends you this.

What's it for?

It's, uh, well, it's for the shop.

He took out what you owed him.
"Give him the rest," he said.

-And he also said...
-Yeah?

He said you've wasted enough of our time,

that you should've left.

And that you

should get the f*ck out of here.

Can you at least stand up straight?

Come on!

Loosen up your arms,

and look into the eyes
of the person you're talking to.

Have confidence when you speak. Be clear.

-How long have you been like this?
-Five years.

Five years! Okay, you should be used to it
by now, don't you think?

Don't try to hide it. You're disabled.

Accept the way you are.

-Only then will you be able to feel whole.
-[scoffs]

Now go, and get back to work,

and don't come back
until you can look me in the eye,

or I'll cut them out.

Got it?

-Hmm?
-[Civan] Mm.

Come on.

Ah, and he also said

that you have until this evening.

If you're still at the shop by then,
he's gonna throw you out himself.

-What's your name?
-Civan.

Civan,

have some self-respect.

You're not a damn messenger pigeon.

Don't let them use you like that.

All right.

Adem! Come on, let's go.

-Where to?
-You'll see. Come on.

BELOVED ADİL

Goodbye, my friend.

The dead only ask for our prayers.

-May God rest his soul, Adem.
-Yeah.

Get a nice tombstone for your father.

I will.

And visit his grave.
Take care of his grave.

Just because he left you and
didn't take care of you,

don't do the same.

The man was your father after all.

Here.

-This was my wife.
-Yeah?

Yeah.

I come out here every week.

I water her grave, clear out the weeds.

Do you see these weeds? Look at 'em.
If you don't clear them out,

the weeds will take over the whole place
in a week.

Did you find your ID?

If you find it, we'll start the paperwork
for the transfer.

No, I haven't,
but no need to rush. We can do it later.

No! We need to hurry.

We have to get a certificate
of inheritance.

Hang on a second, Mukhtar.
Maybe we won't need to after all.

What do you mean?

That guy, Mesut, you know?
He's obsessed with my shop.

He's like a leech,
a leech that never lets go.

Why does he want my shop, huh?
Why is he so insistent?

I don't know.
I never understand what he's up to.

He said if he buys your shop,
then he can start demolition

of the neighborhood
or something absurd like that.

That's probably what.

He wants to tear everything down.

-And you won't do anything to stop him?
-Wouldn't matter if I tried.

He was able to trick some people
out of their houses

and paid others
to leave their childhood homes.

All he cares about is money.

He owns half of the neighborhood now.

The other half is indebted
to him in some way.

Ah, just like the weeds in the graveyard.

He's taken over the whole neighborhood.
We need to find a solution.

Yes, we do,
but I have no idea how to do that.

Listen, come by my office for some tea.

I'll stop by later.
I'm heading to the shop.

-How's the kid, by the way?
-He's... He's fine, adapting well.

Dilara has him working at the bakery.

-You can see him there if you drop by.
-Okay. Will do. See you later.

Don't forget your ID!
We should start as soon as possible!

Dilara?

What are you doing here?
h*... Hold on, I got it.

I got it. Okay, I got it.

Hmm. Where have you been?
You didn't even lock the door.

Be careful or one day you'll come back,
and all your stuff will be gone.

[chuckles]

Okay,
but what exactly are they gonna take?

[chuckles] You've got a point.

I heard that your mirror was cracked,
or whatever, so I brought you this.

Take it as something of an apology, too.

For what?

I was a little bit harsh on you
about Kerim the other day.

So, I'm sorry about that.

No need to apologize.
Don't worry about it.

I also understand
where you're coming from.

You didn't need to go to all this expense.

Oh, I didn't buy it.

I brought it from home.
It was hanging in my room.

Wanna know a secret?

Mm-hmm.

It's a magic mirror.

What, does it make you look any thinner?

Or does it fix your nose? What does it do?

-Fine! I'll take it back!
-I'm kidding! Just kidding. Sorry. Sorry.

So? What's so magical about it?

[nostalgic music playing]

[chuckles]

When I was a child, I used to sing
in front of this mirror with a hairbrush.

You may not believe it,

but I would actually see myself
on the stage.

The audience,
and the lights, the applause, and so on.

I really lived that moment.

But as you know...

I mean, when mom...

when she passed away,

I would spend hours
talking to this mirror at night.

I know that it... [inhales]

It may sound crazy,

but she talked to me, too.

She talked to me for hours.

How did she die?

[exhales] It's a long story. I

need to go back to the bakery now.

I shouldn't leave Kerim alone
by himself for too long.

Uh, there's a bug on the floor.

-Ugh! You're disgusting!
-[chuckles]

Listen, if there's one,
then there must be more.

You need to clean up in here.

Use disinfectant.
You really don't want them spreading.

See you later, okay?

[groans]

That's right.

We don't want them spreading.

[suspenseful music playing]

Whoever's behind this guy Mesut,
they're planning

to destroy the whole neighborhood
by buying all the properties, one by one.

They're clearing this place

as if they're trying to get rid
of all the insects.

But if you work together like insects,
they can't do anything, can they?

If you don't want to lose
the neighborhood, you need to organize.

Need me to explain that?

No, I get it,
but how can I go and tell people

that they're reduced to nothing
but insects?

It's quite disrespectful.

What would you do if I came up to you
and said, "You're an insect, Turan"?

I'd f*ck'...

Well, you stopped yourself just in time.
Well done. Good for you, Turan.

God forbid, Mukhtar.

I might not have been able to...

We're all grown-ups here!
We're better than this!

Gentlemen, hey!

I'm talking about your future here.
Pay attention. Come on, please.

Okay, you're right, Adem,

but a lot of people have already sold
their properties and left.

Who are we going to organize?

Come on, for God's sake.
Don't listen to him.

That stuff is not for us.

Listen, Mukhtar, what about this?
Let's go and talk to anyone

who hasn't sold their home yet.
I'll convince them. Hmm?

-What do you think, Turan?
-I won't be involved.

Everyone is just going to save themselves.

-I won't be involved.
-What do you mean, "You're not involved"?

You are a member of the council, Turan.

How can you not be involved?
We're in this together.

Okay. I guess we could take him to Hasan.

-Which Hasan?
-The one who's f*ck'...

This is all because you won't sell,
you know that?

Thank God
my self-control is in peak condition.

I'm talking about Hasan, the bald one.
He's selling his house to Mesut.

Let's go talk to him.
We'll see if he can go change his mind.

You really think he's bald?

Thanks. Thank you very much.

Hasan, the word on the street is
that you're selling your house to Mesut.

If that's indeed the case,

then Adem has something
he wants to say to you.

That's why we're visiting you today
if you haven't figured that out yet.

-[exhales]
-[whispering] He's not bald, Turan.

How's he not bald?
He only has three hairs on his head,

and he's trying to hide his baldness
with those three strands.

He has been the barber
of this neighborhood for 20 years.

Just say, Hasan, the barber.

But he's closed the shop.
He's not a barber anymore.

-So, what should I call him?
-Gentlemen!

Come on, can you please shut up,

so we can actually talk about
why we're here?

-Yes.
-So shut up!

So, Hasan.

Or Mr. Hasan.
How would you like me to address you?

Call me Bald.

Call me Baldie.

You call me Baldie, too.
Everyone should call me Baldie.

Of course we won't.

You see what you've done?

What have I done? The man is bald.

Come on!

I heard you're selling this house
to that guy, Mesut.

That's true. I am.

So you probably owe the guy
a lot of money, too?

It's a huge debt. He owed the bank too,
and he lost the barbershop...

Please, Turan, shut up!
I'm trying to tell him something.

-Turan!
-Please, let me.

Hasan…

Please don't sell this house.

He'll buy it from you for nothing,

and then he'll buy the house on the right,
then on the left...

There isn't one.

-Turan!
-But there isn't!

Then the house after that. All right?

And then before you know it,
you'll have no place to live here.

And not just you, I mean,

all the people like you
won't have a place to live here anymore.

-Hasan, they want your lives.
-Come on, for God's sake. [laughs]

The house is in shambles!

Just look at it! Would you live here?
It's falling to pieces!

When it rains, it floods, am I right? Hmm?

And th... there's also…

[sniffs] …smells like poopoo?

-What's that smell, Baldie?
-It's the sewage.

[gasps] Did it overflow again?

I swear that smell will spread
all over the neighborhood.

Mukhtar, what will we do now?

[shouting] Shut the f*ck up, Turan!

I mean it.

I swore at you in public.
Are you happy now?

-We're so sorry.
-Don't worry. He deserved it.

We really thought about it a lot,
but the area is bad.

You know it too, Mukhtar.

I need to get my son away
from here right away.

I need to keep my son away
from those criminals, you understand.

-Mm-hmm.
-What criminals?

Hmm. [clicks tongue]

They've been coming
to the neighborhood for a while now.

-They're poisoning the youth.
-Haven't you reported it?

We have. It's no use. It doesn't change.

They take one dealer,
and the next one appears.

Only the faces are new, nothing else.

And the b*stards ain't even selling
the good stuff.

That's what I heard.

Then we need to care of this, too, huh?

-Give me a sec...
-Hey, what are you doing?

Where are you going? Leave it!

These are dangerous people.

Don't get yourself into trouble.

You don't know who's behind them.
Besides, this isn't your problem.

It's clear who's behind them, but maybe
you don't want to see it, Mukhtar.

What does that mean?

I wish you cared about this neighborhood
half as much as you care about that grave.

-[Mukhtar] Where are you going, Adem?
-To clear away some weeds.

-[Shadow] Morning!
-[gasps]

-[exhales]
-[door shuts]

Did you know they're selling drugs
in the neighborhood? [groans]

Don't you f*cking knock?
Coming in here like you own the place.

And don't you have
more important things to do,

like packing your stuff
and getting the f*ck out of here?

Ah, of course, you know about that, right?

Is this how you're trying to make people
leave the neighborhood?

I have nothing to do with that stuff.

-You should stay away from it, too.
-Why?

Listen, bro, those guys aren't like me.

They have no mercy.

Unless you wanna come face-to-face
with evil, don't mess with them.

You're leaving tonight anyway.
It's not your problem anymore. Hmm?

I have news for you, Mesut.
I'm not going anywhere.

I have no place to go even if I wanted to.

So you better start getting used to me.

Listen, I'm in this neighborhood
from now on.

So everything that goes on here
is now my problem.

So tell me who's behind that drug dealer,
and let me take care of it.

[sighs] Bro, look,

stay out of it.

You will get yourself and the people

in this neighborhood into trouble.

They protect the neighborhood
in return for dealing drugs here.

-From whom?
-From themselves.

Hmm.

Do you remember what you told me
when we first met?

"I'm not trying to be a hero."

You're not these people's hero,
and nobody needs a hero here anyway.

FOR SALE

[Mesut] Everyone here is the hero
of their own story.

And don't forget,

you can't save everyone.

I know you must think
that I'm some bad guy,

but let me tell you this.

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I'm the one that keeps the peace here.

There's a fine balance to everything.

Life goes on as normal,
like how it's supposed to.

This is an extremely natural process,
where the old is replaced by the new.

What I mean is,

just when things are going well,

I will never let a fool like you,
who thinks he's a hero,

come out of nowhere and ruin this balance.

Why? 'Cause I don't serve you?

Heroes swoop in and save the day,

but they leave a mess
for everyone else to clean up.

They're not worth the trouble.

So don't f*ck everything up
just to save the day.

That's why you need to stay out of this!

-Okay, kid, okay. Come on.
-Come!

-Where to?
-Just come with me. Come on!

Come.

The poor kid has been looking for you
for hours. He finally found you!

You can't run away from your past.

Okay, you can let me go of me now.

Come on. Go get your surprise.

-What's this?
-Cake. I mean, it's kind of a cupcake.

It's his first time baking,
so try to be kind.

Hmm.

Congratulations.

This looks very, um, unique.

Uh, good job.

-Won't you taste it already?
-I can't eat this.

Don't worry about it. It's gluten-free.

Trust me, gluten is the last thing
I'm worried about right now.

[Dilara] Hmm.

[sighs]

Mm. Mm.

Hmm-hmm.

This is so... so...

-[sniffs] Great job.
-Hey, there!

The old neighbor team is meeting up
in the field.

Can I go? Please let me go! Please!

Do you want to go, too, my little baker?

[groaning]

[men chanting in distance]

♪ Lay lay lay la lay lay lay ♪

♪ Lay la lay la lay ♪

♪ Lay lay lay la lay lay lay ♪

♪ Lay la lay la lay ♪

[shouting indistinctly]

Ah!

[chanting continues]

[Civan shouting] Stop it! My leg!

[whistles]

What's goin' on here?
Is somebody gettin' married or what?

Hey, Coach, we thought you forgot us?

How could a coach forget his own failures?

They always come back
to haunt you, just like this.

Come on! We dropped everything
and came here, thinking you missed us.

Come here, you rascals!
Come here. Bring it in! [laughs]

Come here!

[all chatter indistinctly]

[phone chimes]

-[team member] Great to see you, Coach.
-[Turan] Still left wing?

-[Turan] What about you?
-[indistinct chattering]

MESUT
COME TO THE SHOP QUICKLY

[indistinct chattering continues]

[team member] Hey, don't act
like you were ever better than me.

…really good team.
So happy to be part of it.

[team member]
So good to see you, seriously…

[Yakup] Hey! Civan.
Where are you going?

-To work.
-What work?

-Mesut wants to see me.
-What do you have to do with Mesut?

Nothing. Really. He just called me.

-Are you okay?
-I am.

-Why wouldn't I be okay, man?
-I don't know, man, you tell me.

I haven't seen you in days,
and all the guys are here.

-We wanna hang out with you.
-I don't know. Maybe.

You talk to them. I'll try to stop by.
I have to go now.

Mesut's a bad guy.

You hear me? Stay away.

He'll do you so dirty
that you will never wash off the stink.

-Okay.
-Okay.

Sure. Bye.

We'll be at Dilara's bakery tonight.
They came here for you.

Eh.

-So, why´d you say that?
-Say what?

About the boy.

You said,
"You can't run away from your past."

-It's nothing.
-Hmm.

I guess I was like him when I was his age.

I was left all alone,
and I didn't know what to do.

That must be why.

Well, then, why don't you show
the little kid some love.

Don't I already?

No. You're always avoiding him.
You don't even look him in the eye.

And also, where are his parents anyway?

[under breath] Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu.

-Long story.
-Hmm.

-Speaking of long stories…
-What long story?

Oh, you remember. [chuckles]

So, what, do you want me to tell you now?

I think we've got plenty of time.

Besides, you can make up for using me
as a guinea pig for that cupcake.

Do you know about The Little Black Fish?

[sentimental music playing]

-Hmm?
-Mm-mm.

[sighs]

After the military coup,
everyone brought their books to my dad.

My dad hid all the banned books
in our little coal shed.

So, this little coal shed of ours ended up
turning into an extraordinary library.

I spent my entire childhood in there.

That's where I met The Little Black Fish.

The story goes like this.

The Little Black Fish said,
"I want to know

is life simply about circling around
in a small place,

getting old, and wasting life away,

or is there another way to live
in this great big world?"

Was there a way?

Mm-mm. There wasn't.

[sighs deeply]

And then what?

The moment I finished that book,
I promised myself

that I would leave this place behind,
and I did go,

to see some of the world,
and to know what else is out there.

And then what?

Well,

mom died.

I mean, she... she had died.

I heard about it later.

[sighs deeply]

My mom died because of me.

She died because I left. If I had been…
[sighs]

…with her,
I know I wouldn't have let her die.

If I hadn't gone...

Then I came to accept it,

and returned home. This is all I have.

This is my entire world, you know?

So I… will just keep circling around
the small pond

till the day I die.

Just like my mom did.

[groans]

Enjoy it?

-[grunts]
-Another round?

[groans]
No, thank you. I can't drink much anyway.

Here, this is for you.

-What's this money for?
-An advance.

You work for me now, you understand?

[Civan exhales]

But this is way too much.

I wouldn't even know
how to spend all of it.

[chuckles] I'll teach you.
Don't worry. You'll learn.

I've got a job for you.

Of course, boss.

[sighs]

And what is that for?

Burn down the tailor shop.

[ominous music playing]

[deafening tone plays]

[muffled] You want me to what?

-No, boss, I can't do that.
-Yes, you can.

-No, boss.
-You can!

-[tone stops]
-I know you can.

That as*h*le is asking for a hell of a lot
of money for that sh*thole.

And he's starting to row up the people
in the neighborhood, too.

He's telling them
not to sell their homes to me!

We're trying to help these people,
and that as*h*le is getting in our way!

[deafening tone plays]

[muffled] No, boss.

Please don't. I can't do this, boss.
Please don't make me.

-What if someone sees me?
-Don't be stupid! Who's gonna see you?

Besides,
who would suspect someone like you?

[chuckles]

[drawer slams]

Take this.

What is it?

It'll give you courage,
and energy, make you feel good.

Come on, Civan. Show me you can do it.

I need it done tonight.

[siren wailing in distance]

The local team used to be
in the second division once,

but they disbanded.

We will definitely get into
the Soccer Super League when we grow up.

Okay, dude.
I'm going home. Come if you want.

-The imam wants to see me.
-Okay, then. Don't make him wait.

See ya.

[whistles] Hey, kid! Come here.

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So you think I should leave?

Hmm?

What would I do if I stay?

[inhales]

The people in this neighborhood
have resigned themselves to their fate.

They've accepted that they've lost.

They are living at the bottom of the pit,

and they won't even try
to climb their way out.

[liquid pouring]

[bottle thuds]

-[glass thuds]
-[sighs]

Mesut's right.

[melancholy music playing]

I'm not anyone's idea of a hero.

Everyone's gonna leave,

and the rest will continue
their miserable lives here.

And I'll be left on my own

without an identity…

and without any past.

[chuckles] "Magical."

-[liquid pours]
-Ridiculous.

[bottle thuds]

[gulps, groans]

Just give me it. Don't bother.

-Here you go.
-Thanks.

[suspenseful music playing]

[engine turns over]

Hey, good job, man.

Go home now.

Psst, look at me.

[phone vibrating]

INCOMING CALL
YAKUP

-[door slams]
-Hey Chef, looks good!

Got the side dishes?
I don't think they're gonna be enough.

-Do you have anything for the main course?
-Yakup, please don't get in my way today.

You're not helping me,
and your blabbering is annoying.

-You've turned my bakery into a tavern.
-How can you say that?

You'll make more money tonight
than you would in a month,

so why are you complaining?

Yes, thank you! You know that
I wouldn't let any of your friends in here

if it wasn't for Civan?

So either sit down, and be quiet,
or go to the kitchen, and get me the...

-Ugh!
-What's up, guys? We're good?

Dilara?

What's all this?

Dad, uh, well,

the guys came to visit the neighborhood,

and they were hungry,
so we prepared some food, and...

Is that raki in your hand?

Then, pour me a glass, too,
if you don't mind.

[whooping]

[chanting]
Mukhtar! Mukhtar! Mukhtar! Mukhtar!

Okay, okay enough of that, you rascals!

-Let me get you a plate, Dad.
-Sounds good.

[man 1] Come on, I'm a hungry man!

[man 2] Eat!

[man 1] To my strong bones!

-[clears throat]
-Did Ibrahimovic go somewhere?

[man 3]
Anybody know the score for the match?

Italy.

-Italy?
-Italy, yeah.

So that means he's still playing soccer.

-Mm-hmm.
-Good.

-I'll go...
-Yakup, stay here.

We learn a lot of things from our elders.

-In fact, we learn everything from them.
-Mm-hmm.

There was none of this Internet
or TV in our day.

We thought whatever they did
was the right way.

The only things

they didn’t teach us were

to say, “I love you," and to apologize.

They never said that.

-Therefore...
-You don't need to do that, Mukhtar.

There's really no need
for you to say anything else.

You don't need to apologize to me.

Apologize?
Why the hell would I apologize to you?

You slapped me the other day.

So? It was just a slap. I didn't k*ll you.

But you said it yourself.

You said how our elders didn't teach us
how to apologize, how to love.

I was going to say, go and find Adem,
and apologize to him.

You didn't even let me finish.

There's no room for bad blood
in the neighborhood. Go and apologize!

Why should I apologize?

Cut it out! Go on. Go on.

Find him.
Bring him here. We'll eat together.

Good God!

He's telling me about Ibrahimovic.

-Go to Adem, and apologize!
-[Yakup] Uh-huh.

Come on, pour me a drink,
and fill it up to the top.

[cap thuds]

[breathing heavily]

[tense melancholy music playing]

[sobbing]

[cries out]

Civan, what are you doing?

[panting]

Ays left me.

She left me all alone! Aysel's gone!

Okay, calm down, Civan.
Stop! Stop, stop, stop!

-Come on, come on, come on!
-[sobbing]

Come on.

[whimpers]

[sniffs]

Nobody loves me, man.

-Nobody takes me seriously.
-Don't be ridiculous.

You're everyone's favorite person
in this neighborhood.

If you're saying that,
what about me, Civan?

Hey, everyone loves you!

No, that's not love, man!
What you feel is not love.

I'm pitiful! Did you hear me?

I'm pitiful. Everyone pities me!

Everyone pities me because I am worthless!

Aysel pities me.

You pity me. You pity me, too.

Would you have brought the old team
to the neighborhood if you didn't pity me?

-You as*h*le!
-What the f*ck does that even mean?

They all came back to see you
because they love you!

-Why can't you just see that?
-f*ck off.

f*ck off.

Just f*ck off!

I wish she had come to me.

and told me.

It would have been enough
for her to tell me she loved someone else.

At least we could've talked.

We could've said goodbye together.

[sniffs] Seventeen years.

[sniffs] Seventeen f*cking years.

Do you know

how much it hurts
not being able to say goodbye

to the one person you thought was closest
to you in the entire world, huh?

Let's go say goodbye, then.

Come on.

-Where to?
-To give her an epic farewell.

Come with me.

You f*cking threw these everywhere.
Let's go.

Aysel.

-Aysel!
-What are you doing, Civan?

What do you want?

Tell me! What do you want, Civan?

I love someone else,
and I don't love you anymore.

Is that really what you wanna hear?

I know.

I was just gonna say,

well…

I wish you all the best.

[team chanting] ♪ On the day you left me ♪

♪ I thought I would die ♪

♪ Though you'll never take me back
My love will never die ♪

♪ My love for you will never change
So it makes me cry ♪

♪ Many night I would hope
You'd come back to me ♪

♪ All those tears, all those years ♪

♪ Now you're just a dream ♪

♪ All those tears, all those years
Now you're just a dream ♪

♪ Now I see it's over ♪

♪ And I must accept ♪

♪ So now goodbye
I wish you the best, my sweet ♪

♪ Lay lay lay lay la lay
Lay la lay la lay ♪

♪ Lay lay lay lay lay lay
Lay la lay la lay ♪

♪ Lay lay lay lay lay lay
Lay la lay la lay ♪

♪ Lay lay lay lay lay lay
La la lay la lay ♪

♪ Lay lay lay la lay
Lay la lay… ♪

You embarrassed me again.

Hey. Let me take that.

That was only my second glass.

Dad, you know you're past your limit.

-That's enough.
-Reached my limit.

-[siren honking]
-So now I live with limits. Limited lives.

What's up, Adem?

Why would you bring the kid here
at this time of night?

Mukhtar, take this kid away from here.

But where?

I don't know. Take him to the authorities,

to the police station,
or some type of orphanage. I don't know.

We can't take care of him.

What do you mean, "we can't"?

How could you say that?

There are plenty of us here!

How can this little kid be too much
for this huge neighborhood?

How dare you?

-Daddy.
-We can't take care of them?

-Come on.
-What do you mean? How come?

-How come we can't take care of him?
-Stop it! Adem is right about this.

Raising a child is a huge responsibility.

Mukhtar,

he should go and see that
the world isn't just this place.

He doesn't have to live and die here.

We shouldn't have so much influence
over him. We have no right to do that.

Before he realizes it,
he might become someone

he doesn't wanna be,
and that would be our fault.

Take him away from here.

Take him.

Where are you going?
Aren't you coming back?

You could at least say goodbye.

No.

There's someone else
I need to say goodbye to as well.

-[knocking at door]
-[door opens]

-Servet? What are you still doing here?
-[door shuts]

I'm still working, Özlem,
but you should go.

Well, I know it's not my place
to say this,

but I think you should go home,
and, really, get some rest.

[chuckles] Don't worry about me, Özlem.
I'm fine, really.

-And I want to thank you for everything.
-It's no problem.

They came here to make a deal anyway,

so it wasn't that hard
to convince them to sign.

Besides, they had no other choice
than to go with us

because we've taken over almost all
of Mümtaz's legal business.

-There's not much left.
-Not just for your help today, Özlem.

Thank you for everything you do for me.

I haven't been able to say that to anyone
in a long time.

I feel better now, thanks to you.

Good night.

All right. Have a good night, sir.

-Hmm.
-[door opens, shuts]

[sighs]

[door opens]

Did you forget something?

-[ominous music playing]
-[gasps]

Did you think he would never find out?

Did you think he would never find out
everything happened because of you,

that you're the reason
his whole family fell apart?

-[g*nshots fire]
-[grunts]

The best thing about being dead
is that you can't die again,

but you will go through this torment
every day.

You will never breathe easy
until you find Shadow.

[suspenseful music playing]

[groans]

What the hell? [breathing heavily]

Are you crazy?
You're trying to bury me alive?

You should've thought about that
before using children as your dealers.

So, here's how it's gonna play out.

Give me the name of your boss,
and I'll get you out of this pit.

I see. You're trying to get me to talk
by intimidating me,

but, you know what?
You can't break me that f*ck' easy.

It's fine by me. I can wait,

but you need to be careful.

Every wrong word you say
may come back to you as more soil.

You know what you are?
A f*ck' dead man!

A dead man who doesn't know
who he's messing with!

You don't scare me with all this bullshit!

I won't tell you my own f*ck' name,
let alone the name of my own f*ck' boss.

I will k*ll you with my own bare hands
when I get out of here.

I'll keep using children, too.

Who the f*ck gives a sh*t
about some dump street kid!

Sure is cute, isn't he?
You know what?

There's not a f*ck' thing
you can do about it.

[Shadow] Shut the f*ck up.

Keep using children. [grunts]

He's gonna keep using children.

No, you won't, m*therf*cker.

[grunting]

[sighs]

[dark upbeat music playing]