01x05 - Episode 5

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TO LOVE, TO LOSE

SCREENWRITING IN PILL FORM
BY AFIFE JALE: CHANGE

SCRIPT - CHARACTER - PLOT

Hey, everyone. Judging by the likes,
people enjoyed the last lesson.

So thank you.

But the number of subscribers
hasn't gone up, so,

you know I hate repeating myself.

The button's right there. Do it now.

Let's go.

Today, we're talking about change.
Change is everything.

The story inevitably changes
as it progresses.

Our characters go through trials
and challenges that force them to change.

Our villains can do good.
The nerd becomes cool.

The coward becomes the hero.
The selfish now care about others.

There are even some stories where,
forget about characters,

entire societies change.

Of course, it's hard to find a good one
of those movies nowadays.

But the point is that it's needed.
Change is the lifeblood of story--

Hold on! Ali, damn it!

CHANGE

And the magician
behind our magnificent flavors,

Chef Perihan Kazan!

God, I look great,
except my hair sticking out like that.

- Come on, Ma.
- No. Stop it, you look amazing.

Oh, look at that. We got another like.

That's 50 now.

- Is that good?
- It's great.

What's going on over here?
Ah. Did you put the reel on Instagram?

Nice! You're a little backlit here.

- Yeah, it works.
- Yeah, I suppose.

Anything as long as it gets people
out of the house and into the diner.

Look at Macit stuffing his face.
Then he complains about salt.

- Oh, he does, does he?
- Oh, once in a while.

Check it out, another like.
Yes! High five!

All right, that's enough.

Come on, come on.

Oh, hi, Muharrem. I was worried
you wouldn't come back in today.

You left in such a hurry yesterday.

Oh, and you need to take a look
at these fritters.

Okay.

They won't get crispy.
I don't understand. I followed the recipe.

Perihan, listen.

You need to grate the zucchini first.

- Okay.
- Then you need to get a cheesecloth.

And squeeze out
every bit of water you can.

If you really wanna get
the proper crispness,

you need to make sure
you get rid of the water.

Then you can either fry them
or bake them in the oven.

Trust me on this.

- What's that?
- Take off your jacket.

Come on, take it off.

But…

I got it at the market.

You really shouldn't have.

Okay, now turn around.

Come on. Turn, turn, turn.

Now stop slouching!

There. Turn around.

Ah, oh!

If you keep coming in without an apron,
you'll get all your fancy clothes dirty.

It looks so good on you.

Now you're officially a sous-chef!

A sous-chef? Hmm.

Look, you even have an apron.
Now you can be my sous-chef.

Come here, please.

Speak up and tell me how and what to do.

But don't tire yourself.

Sit down.

You can't do this sitting down.

I gotta tell you something.

Of course you can. Don't worry.

- Last night…
- Oh. Let's please, not.

No, no, no, no.

- I swear, Professor.
- Listen.

Okay, go for it.

The things you said last night
were beautiful.

What you told me… was so honest.

But, Kemal, it should never have happened.
You're engaged.

I am.

- And I have Baturay.
- Of course. Baturay.

All I'm saying is we have to be careful.
I'm sorry.

Professor…

Yeah, I… I'm truly sorry, really.

- No, no. It's okay, honestly.
- Perfect.

I have things to do, so I should go.

Wait, what about the script?
We're not done!

You're our most important source.
Without you, it's not possible.

Okay. Don't worry.

I just have things to do first.

God.

The hell did I do now?

- Is that true?
- Our people go crazy for meat.

I've known people who've gone as far
as traveling to other cities

to get their hands on some.

So as long as you have meat,
you're in good shape.

And I'll also show you a great way
to marinate the meat

that you can add to the menu.
It's perfect.

Did you learn all this in the army?

Şaban Babacan from Mengen.
He was our head chef.

He taught me everything he knew.

Actually,
most chefs don't share their secrets.

Şaban wasn't like that.

I guess he trusted me.

Yeah. God bless his soul.

- Looks good on him, doesn't it?
- It does.

I have work to do.

I'll pick you up on my way back.
Is that all right?

- Go ahead.
- No, please.

Come on! Where's the food? Come on.

You said you were making
purslane with yogurt, Mom?

- It's right in front of you.
- Oh, right. Got it.

You doing okay?

Yeah. Why?

Hello, everyone!

Ah, look who it is!
Can I get you something to eat?

Afife, come on, let's not.
What's the special?

Afternoon, Uncle Muharrem.

Move, please.

Double beans, double meatballs.

Someone told me they came in
'cause they saw the Instagram post.

Whoever they are,
give them a free dessert.

Don't forget to say it's on the house.

Have a good one!
Thank you! It was delicious.

Ow! Macit tuck in your chair in!

Ma, he ordered beans
with a side of pickles

and you made him beans on rice.

- Who said that?
- Eyüp did.

But that's not Eyüp's order!
That's the teacher's.

I just finished Eyüp's! Come on, focus.

I am focused, Mom.

Welcome.

Yasin, you know,
this place is bigger than I remember.

Pretty amazing, huh?

Now look. The residence will be here.

Uh, they'll put
the office buildings over there.

The park and garden will be in the back.
The mall will be right there.

And the parking lot will be
where the kids are. God willing.

What do you think, Destan?
Would you put that away?

What can I say, Pop?

It's great.

But what about the people here?
The place is completely full.

If you're in, you just gimme the word.
In a month, they'll be gone.

Excuse me.

Pops, this is a good deal. Well done.

But, uh,

what about this thing with Kemal?

Is there a thing?

Come on, Pop.

Kudret. The big shots from Ankara
are flying in to close the deal.

I'm gonna start heading to the airport.

- Okay, go do your thing.
- Okay.

- But keep me posted.
- Yeah, you bet.

Uh, Kudret.

In case they ask me, is the money ready?

Are the permits ready?

Huh.

When I say "thing," Pop,
I mean, Kemal's a mess right now.

I know he's always been loyal
and reliable for us, but…

Well, you've seen it yourself.

Listen, I'm just asking as your son.
Of course, whatever you say goes.

It's a sensitive topic.

Neslihan has always told me

Kemal's this family's secret power,
our soul.

Eh. She loves being a drama queen.

No. She's right.

But I don't see that today.

His body's still with us,
but his soul's not.

I think it's elsewhere.

He's drifting away from us.

Come to think of it,
his body hasn't been around much either.

Destan.

Kemal won't be around forever.

You need to be ready for that day.

Our soul, my foot.

This family's power should come from you.

That's the way it should be. From you.

Running this place is a job
for the strong, am I right? Huh?

Let's go to the office.
That as*h*le Yasin can't be trusted.

I'm curious if they're really flying in
from Ankara. Let's go.

K. YANIKLAR AUTO DEALERSHIP

If you're gonna get the loan from us,
I can make it easier for you.

That won't be an issue.
Kemal, uh, you have a guest. Inside.

So, what are we trading in today?

- Oh, no problem. Okay.
- Yeah, this all works for us.

Sample wedding invitations.

Mama Bedia insisted.

I know we're not in a hurry,

but we need to set a date.

We should do it
when the Venus retrograde ends.

I wouldn't be harping on this,
but Mama Bedia is on my a*s.

Tonight they wanna stop by your place.

Uncle and Mama Bedia.

For what?

Your father, Kemal, what else?

- What're they so worried about?
- I don't know.

I told them the show I like is on tonight,
but I can come if you want.

I really don't wanna miss
this episode though.

If I do come, maybe I'll stay over
and we can go shopping tomorrow.

What do you think?

KEMAL_OFFICE

No, you watch your show.

I know what my uncle's up to.

If you're coming for me tonight, Uncle,

I'm telling you right now.

You're gonna regret it.

NO VIDEO INPUT

These fritters are so good!

Oh, it wasn't good before?

It was. Then it got bad.
Now it's good again.

There's a big difference.

Huge difference.

At least like and follow
our Instagram page.

I don't have a phone.
And if I did, I'd charge you for likes.

- Sorry. We don't have the budget for that.
- Come on, don't say that, boss.

- What's that?
- Ah.

This won't cover anything!

The antique dealer,
who's basically an antique himself,

said the watch is very valuable,
but it hasn't been maintained.

It's not worth much anymore.

That's all he'll pay for the pen,
the lamp, and the table.

- Ma.
- What's wrong?

We're going under.

We finally paid off the Yanıklars,
and there's nothing leftover.

We need to find some money
until the stocks come in.

Serious money.

You know there's only one person
you can get it from.

Afife, no.

I've told you a thousand times.
I won't go back.

I won't go see those people.
I've moved on.

You can't ask me that. No.

Don't hold a grudge. We need it.

It's not my grudge, it's their grudge.

Mom's mysterious dark past.

Muharrem.

They said you'd lost a ton of weight,
but you look great, thank God.

Mom, this pastry is incredible. Thank you.

Mm.

Kemal.

Your father and I used to eat
a whole tray of this stuff.

But your grandmother would beat us
for eating it all. Isn't that true?

Mm.

The two of you should talk alone.

Your son and I can have a chat
in the next room. Come on, Kemal.

You seem like you got some rest.
Starting to look like yourself again.

I guess someone's
been taking good care of you.

My Kemal.

My dear grandson, my beautiful boy.

We went to the lot today.

The lot where the mall will be built.

Yasin, Destan, and myself.

Yasin kept talking about
all the different things

they're gonna build there.

And while I was taking it in,
do you know what I thought about?

"How much of all this
will you live to witness, Kudret?"

God knows.

Then I said to myself, "You can rest easy,
knowing it's all in good hands."

"Kemal's biggest dream
is actually coming true."

"We're getting out of the dirt."

"We're finally gonna live
like normal people."

Listen to me.

The business is waiting for you.

Don't mess it up.

Forget about that stupid camera.

Your son has been very good to you,
but you know it can't last.

He's getting married soon.
And then Kemal will be living with us.

That won't work, Mother.

I'd ask you to come, too,
but I know you don't want that.

But you can't stay here either, son.

This marriage won't work, Mother.

They've found a new place for you.

It'll be ready for you
to move in very soon.

Kudret wanted to make sure
we found you the best one.

Kemal will still come
and visit you once a week.

It's time to let the past go, Muharrem.

We admit we might've made a mistake.

But that's why we're trying to fix it now.

Well, stop trying to fix your mistakes
through my son.

Muharrem,

this marriage will be still be happening
whether you like it or not.

You may be impulsive and wild,
but you're this family's secret power.

Come on, you know this. Let's move on.

You're the one who told me,
"Destroy all hope."

I did? You sure about that?

You said to me,
"You should destroy all hope

so that people have no choice
but to cling to you."

Yes, that's true. But I must have
said that for the borrowers.

And, believe me, I'm right.

What if that applies to me too, Uncle?

I mean, it's true.

I always clung to you.

You were always my only hope.

You told me to go, I went.

You told me to take, I took.

You told me to sh**t, I shot.

You were everything.

But not anymore.

That so?

Oh yeah.

I have other dreams these days.

I've finally found my own hope.

He's angry now.

But he'll calm down.

He'll come back to us. He always does.

How did Muharrem react
to the nursing home?

He's got other things on his mind.

He's against the marriage.

The things he was saying
are not good for us.

We're gonna need to move things along.

Ah, Gönül.

Excuse me. Excuse me.
Excuse me, sorry. Just gonna squeeze.

Excuse me. Thanks.

I didn't order a mojito, beautiful.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'll go change it. What was it?

Get these p*ssy drinks outta here
and bring us some tequila.

Get us a round of shots.
Let's see who's man enough and who isn't.

- Feel free to join us on that, sweetheart.
- I can't drink. I'm working.

Those rules don't apply to us.

Come on, get yourself a shot.

Dude, I said no.

Ali.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Fidan, you take these.
Take them over there.

Ali.

Take that table over there.

Guy in the middle is the boss's son.
He's kind of a wild card.

Muharrem!

Come on, get up!

Muharrem!

SON, I’M GOING TO SEE YOUR MOTHER.

MAY GOD PROTECT YOU
YOUR FATHER

Grandma, I need to ask you something.

Where's my mother buried?

Why are you asking me this, Kemal?

Do you know or not, Grandma?

Anadolu Kavağı.

Or was it Anadolu Hisarı?
I can't remember.

Somewhere around there, I believe.

Okay, bye.

At dawn, I entered the vineyard.

Neither the vine nor the keeper stirred…

So, what was that about?

He was asking me if I knew
where his mother's grave was.

Out of nowhere?

You know, he's never asked me
about his mother's grave before.

Maybe Muharrem did something?

You can neither fix all fools,
nor can you mourn all losses.

It's in Kavak, Bedia.

The one that's far away. Kavak.

Shut your mouth, old man.

- Gönül's grave is in Kavak, Bedia.
- Shush.

Where's your father's grave, Nesli?
Do you know?

Grandpa Veli.

He's confused.

I don't know my father's name,
let alone where he's buried.

- Where's your mother's grave?
- Grandpa, I'm an orphan.

I don't have parents. Don't you remember?

- Where's her grave?
- Uh… Neslihan.

Here, why don't you get
Grandpa Veli's lunch for him.

Then we'll give him his medication.

Yeah, Mama. Okay.

Gönül's grave is in Kavak, Bedia.

Who dug the grave?

Now listen to me carefully, Mr. Veli.

Look at the giant pile of crap
you're putting us through!

That's enough out of you, so shut up!

If you know what's best for you,
you'll learn to stop talking so much.

If not, I'll m*rder you in your sleep.

Your mind's already gone.
I'll make sure your body goes with it.

- Hello there.
- Hello.

Have you seen a man with curly white hair
and a hunched back around here?

- Um, I think I've seen him. Skinny?
- Yes.

Yeah, he's here a lot.

He comes and cleans his wife's grave.
Always pulling out the weeds, watering it.

They used to tell me at the home

he'd take off at night
and come back covered in dirt.

Oh. Of course,
I didn't get it at the time.

Hard to. You know,
if we gave him a choice,

he'd probably spend every day here
taking care of her.

Told him not to, but that's what he wants.

If you just head down that way,
you'll find him, no problem.

- Got it. Thanks, my friend.
- Have a good day.

Dad, what are you doing
at this woman's grave?

Not "this woman."

Your mother.

I don't have a mother.

You do have a mother.

And she's right here.

This, uh…

We never got around to fixing it.

Your mother is one
of the many things they've lied about.

They slandered her.

We did.

She loved me.

She loved you.

Especially you.
Right up until the day she died.

Gönül

was sacrificed for our family.

It wasn't the first time,
nor will it be the last.

Please don't ask me
why I went along with it.

I can't say any more than that.

But, Son,

don't do her wrong like we did, please.

It's enough.

You're a better person than I ever was.

Son, please…

Please don't take me back.

You need to let me die here with her.

Please don't send me to that awful place.

Where?

Where?

A single room.

Yes.

Yes, yes. Ground floor.

Facing the garden if possible.
Anyway, do your best. Thank you. Okay.

Ready tomorrow?
Okay, yes that sounds great.

I'll be waiting
for your confirmation, then.

Thanks a lot.

When'd you get here? Uh, that was
your dad's new home on the phone.

What is this?

You know what this is, Kemal.
For your father.

No, I don't know.

Uh… Neslihan,
you didn't tell him about this?

Why are you all so eager
to get rid of my father?

We're doing this for you too, son.
It's for both of you.

You can't take care
of your father forever.

If you care so much,
have him live with you.

You and I both know you'd never agree
even if I did suggest it.

Whenever I've tried to talk to you
about anything regarding your father,

you cut me off before I can say anything.

You just go,
"I don't wanna talk about that."

And where would he stay here?

We've already had to build
a new house for you two.

My father is staying with me
and that's final, okay?

I'll decide where he goes
and where he lives.

Is there something
you haven't told us, son?

How could there be anything
you don't know about, Grandma?

Is there something I don't know?

Kemal?

Going somewhere?

Feels like you're sending me
mixed signals.

You just said, "Don't send me away."
Now you're packing.

This is the right thing to do.

Come on. Put that stuff away.

Kemal…

What would Perihan do
without you in the kitchen?

Who's gonna teach her
all those recipes, huh?

What was his name?

- Şaban Babacan.
- Ah.

But isn't the whole point
that you're gonna take away their place?

Huh, Kemal?

Isn't that what we always do?

All right.

Perihan will k*ll us if we're late.

Ha ha! Here, here.

Hi!

I was thinking I would maybe pay you
the full amount I owe

once the week is over.

Come on. I need it now, Afife.

I don't wanna keep coming
back here begging. It's pathetic.

- Good morning, Afife.
- Good morning, Uncle Muharrem.

Muharrem, I'm glad you're here.

I've marinated the meat perfectly.
You're gonna be blown away. Muharrem…

Another creditor. Another!
And this one's right too.

We do actually owe him,
and apparently we owe you.

With so much debt hanging over me,
what am I supposed to do?

Come here, Mr. Cashier.
I call Şahin "Mr. Cashier."

It's a bad joke, but it suits him.
How's your breathing today? Better?

Better, thanks. How you doing, Cuz?
I thought you were done coming here.

Ah, it's for Muharrem.
Just getting him out of the house.

Can I talk to you over here?

So, about that whole script thing.
What happened to you?

You said you'd help us work on it.

- Hello.
- What are we going to do?

Writing needs discipline,
consistency, and--

Sorry, Professor. We'll get it done.

- Hey.
- Hey, guys.

Okay, you guys hate waiting tables.
I get that.

But this is your job.
Don't make a face, producer man.

Sit down so we can talk about
how we're gonna do this.

We'll split up the work.

Maybe if Kemal actually helps us,
we might even learn a thing or two.

Don't forget we gotta make
banners for the protest.

Professor, there's something else.

Maybe you two have something
you wanna tell your cowriter here, huh?

What's that?

Something I saw completely by accident.

I'll go.

You guys can all talk amongst yourselves.
Because it's none of my business.

If it's none of your business,
why bring it up?

Fruits and vegetables
don't taste like they used to.

Hey, you probably want some tea,
huh? Sorry. I forgot to put some on.

- I'll take care of it.
- Really?

I really don't know how it happened.

- Don't be ridiculous!
- Wait.

- What's going on?
- Wasn't something we planned.

- Shut up!
- It's true.

They're just talking.

You guys are allowed to do
whatever you want. It's your loss.

Thanks a lot. You dropped a b*mb and left.

So now you've destroyed my diner
and tore the writing team apart.

I'm sorry, Professor,
but they needed to be honest.

You don't deserve any of it.

Wait a minute.

I don't really know how I'm feeling.
I think I might just be in shock.

As for the script, well,
I… don't have a writing team anymore.

You're all I have.
Screenwriter Kemal Yanıklar.

Don't make fun of me.

How am I supposed to handle this
without making jokes? Tell me.

On top of everything,

my boyfriend of ten years
is sleeping with my best friend!

I don't have a penny,
I have you guys to deal with,

and I still have to deal with
this stupid deadline!

And I always hated this idea.
How am I supposed to deal with all that?!

- Evening, Uncle Muharrem.
- Hello, Neslihan.

- You're looking really good.
- Thank you, dear.

- So you two were back at the diner, huh?
- Yeah.

I don't get it.

Neslihan, how many times
do I need to explain this to you?

I'll try one more time, I guess.
Muharrem helps them out with the cooking.

Makes him feel good and gets him
outta the house, and that's it.

Ask me again tomorrow,
and I'll tell you the same.

What's this script thing?
Şahin mentioned it.

Said now you're a screenwriter.

Or that's what that woman called you.

They're working on a show
and they asked me for help.

How would you help?

They just had questions
about our business.

Ah.

What are you asking me?

What I'm asking you, Kemal,

is did you even look at
the invitation samples I gave you?

You know, for the wedding
we're supposed to be having.

You never answer when I call you.

It's like you got one foot out the door.
And I'm not the only one who feels this.

What exactly are you trying to do?

Wanna answer that question?

- Are you done?
- Not yet.

We're gonna be husband and wife.

Hopefully.

If you don't go disappearing again.

If you don't keep things
from the family again.

If you don't go to prison again.

Again, again, again, again…
It's always the same.

The same script.

Uncle Kudret is spying on me
and the rest of you.

His son shot a man and forced me
to stand there and just look.

My fiancée knows what's going on,
but insists on playing dumb.

Top that off with my father disappearing.

Then he shows up at my mother's grave.

Starts telling me things
I don't understand.

Do you know how scary it is

to be too afraid to ask your father
what he's talking about?

That's my script, Neslihan.
I don't have time for another.

Don't get upset, come on.

Please.

We're gonna make it work. Go it?

You and me.

You can trust me.

We'll fix this.

- What the hell are you talking about?
- I didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, I was so overwhelmed.
So I ran away.

Well, that's fine!

We got through it.
But… Defne and Baturay?!

Now I've heard everything!
Why would Baturay do this?

Why, Baturay?

I was done.

That's it?

I guess so.

"Done"?

I was done pretending to be
the man you wanted.

I can't help it.

I'm just a good-for-nothing loser
with a restless spirit. I'm sorry.

And I'm okay with who I am.

But unfortunately,
I don't take life as seriously as you do.

We only get one shot at this thing,
and then we're dead.

Suddenly you wake up,
you're 80 years old, and it's all over.

You only get the time you're given here.

I just didn't feel like
carrying the weight of the world

and all your stuff on top of that
when life's so short. You get it?

I want a life without anxiety or worry.

Of course you're gorgeous.

And you sing like an angel.
You can light up a room.

Especially when you smile.

But that's just not enough anymore.

And yes, I don't wanna wait tables, Afife.
You know I hate fixing faucets too.

And sometimes your bossy attitude
would dri… It wasn't cool.

And I don't care about climate change
as much as you. Lighten up.

Our great-grandchildren will be long dead
before the climate affects them.

I just wanna have fun.

Party and drink like a bum.

And have more sex. Uh…

You never let me live
the life I wanted to live, Afife.

She never judges me.

She actually laughs at my jokes.

Great.

Remember, darling? Oh, I know you do!

You told me that you wanted to leave home,
and I threw water all over you too.

Like mother, like daughter.
What did Defne say?

I have nothing to say to you.

Sure, I could rip you apart,
but I'd regret it later.

You've ruined my notion of friendship.

You guys are allowed to do
whatever you want. It's your loss.

Am I really that terrible, Mom?

Sometimes.

But we're all terrible sometimes.

I love you just the way you are.

You're my mom. You don't have a choice.

No, actually, I do have a choice.

Well, actually, I love Ali too.
All right, you have a point.

Oh God.
How am I gonna explain all this to him?

He's gonna make fun of me forever, Mom.
No, please promise me you won't tell him?

Don't worry about it.

Give yourself a break.
Everything will work out.

Do you really believe that?

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more

Men were deceivers ever

Ugh, Mom!

One foot in sea, and one on shore

To one thing constant never

Poor Shakespeare.
What'd he do to deserve us?

Poor b*stard.

WITHDRAW THE LAW!

REMIND BATURAY TO WRITE AN ABSTRACT!


SCRIPT MEETING

And if you look over here,
you'll see my beautiful cocreators.

- Can you let us eat in peace?
- What can we expect this season?

Go bother the cast!

Tough crowd here.

The 78th episode of Help, Agha,
coming soon.

Can't believe we've done so many!

- What's most important… Ah!
- Cut.

Stop it, you jerk!

Uh, this is Baturay. Uh…
He's apparently a part of this…

Actually, he's my…

That doesn't even make sense.

If you're gonna do stupid bits,
they have to work!

Made you laugh, did it?

Move, move, move, move, move! Move, move!

Out of the way!

It doesn't go there.
How many times do I need to tell you?

- So tell me.
- What?

- Is it true?
- What?

- Defne and Baturay.
- Thanks.

Just drop it, will you?

Well, now you know I called him
Good-For-Nothing-Baturay for a reason.

- Did you actually call him that?
- Yeah.

- Hello?
- Hey. Sorry.

- I'm not disturbing you, am I?
- No.

- How you holding up?
- What do you think?

I need you to be good
and to get stuff ready.

Ready for what?

Well, I need you to prepare
an epic dinner tonight

for nine of my wild starving friends.

Why? I mean…
You know we're closed at night.

Look, these guys have really deep pockets.

They're not afraid to drop a bundle
on a really good meal.

- So I told them I know a place.
- Well, thank you, but I… I don't know.

That's not a lot of time.

You'll make up
a month's worth of debt in one night.

A month?!

So, these guys,
they're… like, your kinda crowd.

They're all very reputable.

- We can't serve liquor here.
- Everyone can bring their own drinks.

Afife, I've never begged someone this much
to take people's money.

Could your father help us out?

I couldn't stop him from helping
if I tried.

He can come by tonight.
We can cover the afternoon.

No point tiring him.
And we won't be able to do too much.

Cold appetizers, cheese,
throw something on the grill, maybe.

- Perfect, does 8:00 work?
- I guess.



- I think she's talking to Kemal.
- Ma!

It's all set. Give the guys
a high price for the fixed menu,

and tell them to leave a good tip.

- Thank you.
- Enjoy.

Last time I saw you,
you were collecting money from people.

- Not handing it out.
- I'm not handing it out. That's you guys.

Ferhat, do you remember
what we talked about the other day?

- Remind me.
- About dreams and stuff.

- Ah.
- A motel in the south.

Not too many rooms. Little work.

Living on the beach. By the sea.

We didn't just talk about it
the other day.

We always talk about your dreams.

What if I wanna do it this time?

You can.

We'll get you the money. I can arrange it.

But only if you mean it.

I mean it.

Afife, bring me that bowl, please.

I'll put the börek in there
for when they're done here.

Which bowl? Where is it?

- Seen the knife I left here?
- The same place it always is.

- Oh!
- Oh!

- Are you okay?
- Nice catch.

- I'll just put this here.
- Ah! Afife, where's the strainer?

Ali, move!
It's going to spill! Move, move!

They'll have to do, I guess.

Need a hand?

Let's get this on.

Can't have you work your magic
without an apron.

- I need the oil.
- This looks incredible.

- Chop it like this.
- You're like a real pro.

Just let the knife do the work.
There you go.

- Can't all be pros.
- Turn the oven to high.

I need a deeper bowl.
Check the lower cupboard.

- Wait. Move.
- A little more.

- Okay. That's perfect.
- Ooh!

Pass me that serving dish.

Don't give him any more.
He hasn't earned it.

Ali, I swear
I've never seen you work this hard.

- This turned out great.
- Awesome, Fidan. Slow down.

Look how beautiful this all is.

We should really hire you full-time.
Finally, someone who can cook.

Well, thank you, Perihan.
I appreciate you saying that.

No, I'm not kidding.
Once things settle, we'll work it out.

Good to see you.

Here we go.

- Good evening. Welcome!
- Hello there.

- Hi, thanks for having us.
- Make yourselves at home.

- Hey! Good to see you.
- Hey!

- What's up, man?
- Great to see you.

- Everybody's here, huh?
- How are you?

- Nice to see you.
- You too.

We'll have to organize it sometime.

Let's raise a glass. Come on, guys.

Excuse me, gentlemen. Here you are. Sorry.

- Oh, come on. That's great.
- This food is great.

- Oh!
- There he is.

- Muharrem, wonderful.
- I'll give you one each, but there's more.

This was great.

It's been forever
since I sat down for a traditional meal.

Look. When was the last time
you had something like this?

Oh!

Come on, everyone!

Look at him With his cross-eyed bride

On the back Of the saddle

Wrapped her in purple robes
Though her waist's thick as a tree trunk

Oh, just hand her to me
I'll rip that witch's dark hand apart

You and your venomous tongue
May the apocalypse come for you

How will you enjoy your life
With that sinister devil?

Oh, you'll even lay a silk quilt
Over that walking skeleton

May your hearth burn
May your home be ashamed

May your mighty uncle smear red henna
All over your sorry frame

That's just plain cruel

You heartless lover

You can't force fate like this

You treacherous lover

I don't care
Take me, don't take her

I don't care
Take me, don't take her

Farewell, barkeep

I can't stay any longer

I don't feel like myself tonight

I can't even get drunk

Let me be the lump on your throat

Before you cry

Don't forget me

Never forget me

Like a shadow

Following you

Hear my name

On each breath

Just as I haven't forgotten

Don't you forget me either

Never forget me…

NESLIHAN
INCOMING CALL

- Like a shadow
- Following you

Hear my name on each breath

Just as I haven't forgotten

Don't you forget me either

Never forget me

Very good! Very good!

Oh, guys, that was great.

Thank you, Kemal.

Don't mention it.

You know, I find you very confusing.

Uh… Really?

Mm-hmm.

'Cause you're a good guy.

You brought all these wealthy people here
to help us out.

I mean, I could've brought twice as many,

but… I didn't wanna k*ll all your chefs.

They all seem to really love you.

Even though you're a mobster,
albeit a nice one.

Which is my favorite kind of mobster.

You're also kinda handsome.

Not too bad.

What are we doing?

I'm not doing anything.

I thought we weren't supposed to.

We said it was wrong.

We said it was a mistake.

So?

What are we gonna do now?