01x07 - Episode 7

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TO LOVE, TO LOSE

SCREENWRITING IN PILL FORM
BY AFIFE JALE: THE HERO

SCRIPT - CHARACTER - PLOT

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Today I wanna tackle
the subject of heroes.

What is a hero? How about an antihero?
Do our stories really need a hero to work?

I don't think every story needs a hero.
Do you?

Some people think
you don't have a story without one.

I just don't find faultless,
pristine heroes shoved in our faces

to be interesting, you know?

You don't have to love it,

but those seem to be the stories
people are really drawn to now.

I guess that makes sense.

If you do include a hero,
don't make them perfect or a Mary Sue.

Let them be flawed. Most of the heroes
I know and love are wounded.

The kind of hero
who goes through something,

who isn't just gorgeous or handsome.

Who's struggling,

or maybe does the wrong thing,
or even, if you so dare, an antihero.

THE HERO

Miss Neslihan? Breakfast is ready.

Hello, Missy.

Sorry I haven't been
giving you much attention lately.

I still love you.

And how are you, Mr. Cengaver?

You're looking well.

Well, at least one of us is.

FIRST RULE
ALWAYS KEEP YOUR WORD

What a rule, right?

Good morning, Muharrem.

You're just like clockwork, huh?

Come, give me a hand.

Are we late?

No, no.

I got this for you. Saved some numbers.

Mine, the diner's, Perihan's,
Afife's, and a couple of others.

Thank you.

I'm not going anymore.

But you're going no matter what, huh?

What's your deal with that place?

Same as yours, Son.

And what's my deal with it?

It's the only place where you feel good.

Really?

Animals roaming everywhere.

Every corner exploding with plants.

A haven for homeless people
to eat and relax.

Everyone deals with their troubles
with a quiet dignity.

There's no lying, or betrayals.

Just peace.

We go there

and we can take a deep breath.

Tell me I'm wrong.

Can you get there on your own?

What, do you think I'm some sort of child?

Why aren't you coming along?

Take a guess.

Got it.

So, Son, when's the wedding?

Afife. I was thinking last night…

Good for you.
Nice to use the brain once in a while.

I saw Eyüp at the market and had to hide.
Afife, we need to pay that debt!

Wait, Ali.

Afife, Kemal was kind enough
to extend their deadline.

But what if we can't pay it by then?

I don't think about questions
I can't answer. You should try it.

Where's Fidan?

Skipping the exam meant getting expelled,
so she decided to go.

Dude, you gotta tell me this stuff.

This place
is barely staying afloat as it is!

Afife, she told you.

- You sure?
- Huh.

Sweetie, we should be ready
for the worst-case scenario.

Mom, I can't fathom
a scenario any worse than this.

So what do we do?

I already have a plan.

You know that lawyer, Neşe?
I'm going to see her.

Uh…

Ah, Muharrem.

Good morning, Muharrem.

Morning, dear.

- Welcome!
- Thank you.

- Come! I have a great idea.
- Oh, I can't wait to hear.

- You know we char red peppers.
- Yes.

I say we put them in the oven.

- I know you won't like the idea.
- No, not at all.

But I think you should trust me.
It'll be sort of…

- What's up, Ali?
- Same old.

- You?
- Yeah, same.

I got some freshly baked buns!
I know you like them.

- Have a taste, Afife.
- No thanks.

Kemal won't be coming anymore.

And he won't be helping us
with the script either. So that's that.

- We're a man short.
- But why though?

- That's how it's supposed to be.
- What does that mean?

You guys start working.
I need to go see the lawyer.

- Hmm?
- The hell happened?

- Lemme try one.
- No!

No Kemal today?

No.

How does it work anyway?
Some days it's one guy, next time another?

Sorry, but there's one guy,
he's so annoying. I'd rather he stay away.

Oh, but the chubby one,
he's always welcome.

There's something about him. Could be
because he's always out of breath.

Kemal won't be coming in anymore.

What do you mean?

For reasons he wouldn't tell me,
he won't come.

- Is there something wrong?
- No.

He's getting married.

So, what? He should be happy, no?

You're not happy either, are you?

- You put the peppers in the oven, Perihan.
- Ah.

But if you don't turn it on,
they won't cook themselves.

Oh! My mind's all over the place.

I know I keep asking you
the same question,

but what's the worst that could happen
with this blank sheet my mom signed?

And I keep trying to answer you.

Unfortunately, you're at their mercy.

Yeah, I know you told me that,

but I was in shock
and didn't really register it at the time.

Look.

The blank paper's not actually blank.
That's just an expression.

They leave the amount blank and tell you
they'll fill in the amount you owe them.

Then, when you can't pay it
and you don't know what to do,

that's when they fill in the blank.

Here's the catch though.
They don't write what you actually owe.

They write whatever
they can squeeze out of you.

There must've been
some collateral involved.

Your mother probably mentioned
the apartment and the diner.

They'll calculate their worth,

and include that in the total amount owed.

Trust me, they will.

It's loan sharking 101.

They don't care about the actual amount,
only what they can get from you in return.

And in your case,
it's the apartment and the diner.

You can't pay your debt by the due date,

they'll either ask you to pay the money
or sign over your assets.

They'll drag you down
to the land registry.

They'll keep coming at you
until they've taken everything.

K. YANIKLAR AUTOMOTIVE

So… Kemal Yanıklar,
what an unexpected surprise.

Huh.

I've been wondering when our police
friends would crawl out of their hole.

Yeah, I figured.

I think we should have another talk.

But this time,
a friend of mine would like to join us.

For an interrogation?

Let's not call it an interrogation.
You know I don't roll that way.

Just be our pal, come on.
For a little talk. A friendly chat.

- Macit? Guess what this is?
- An envelope.

The full amount I owe.

- You're kidding me.
- I swear.

Oh, thank you, Afife. You sure?

Don't push your luck, old man.
I can take it back.

All right, all right.

Ha! Eyüp! Here you go.
Sorry to keep you waiting.

- Here's the full amount we owe you.
- Oh, right on time, Afife!

You're a godsend.

Well, they say money
doesn't buy happiness,

but it's a start.

All right…

Hmm?

What do you think, Kemal?

Hard work pays off, right?

We missing anything, huh?

Not that I can see.

Kemal, buddy.

Let me introduce myself.

I'm Detective Azmi.

That's my boss, Ayhan. You know,
we've been watching you for a long time.

So I've noticed, Detective.

Good. Then you know we have
all your operations on our radar.

We even set up
a special unit just for you.

The two of us are in charge of it.

- Well, that's flattering, I admit.
- I know.

So…

…you guys are tired of loan sharking.

You told Yasin, the contractor,

you'd put in the money,
and he'd build you a shopping mall.

"We're tired of this. Let's go legit."

And he owes you a lot, doesn't he?
You gave him loads of money.

He said, "Okay."

Kara Nurullah handles
all the land business in that area.

He found the land for you.

He's doing time.

His brother Şükrü is in charge now.

Where are you, Şükrü?

Ah! Ah, there you are.

Haluk Gürtaş,

real prick.

He got you the permits from Ankara.

In short,

you're just gonna pack up,
go clean, and become legit?

That's the plan?

The Yanıklar family, really?

I mean, no offense, but I thought
this was the financial crimes unit,

not some civil registry office.

Azmi, you talked a lot.
Take a break, will ya?

I mean, you know our family tree well.

Photos and everything.

Congrats.

Wiretaps,

cameras, you have it all.

Detective Azmi's put on his performance.

But you don't have any evidence, do you?

None at all.

I mean, why am I even here?

You're here 'cause for the longest time,
we couldn't figure out what your deal was

or how you fit into all this, Kemal.

Azmi and I have been
trying to crack it for a long time.

You're involved in the business,
but you're also not.

You cause all this trouble. Yet, somehow…

Guys like you make us nervous.

I'm sorry, Detective, that's not me.

Kemal, you've hurt a lot of people.

You know your family
has caused a lot of damage.

People have committed f*cking suicide.

You've burnt their homes.

And yet, somehow,
you get away with it, don't you?

You know the tricks.
One phone call, we're shut down.

But enough's enough.

We're taking you down, Kemal.

Sooner or later. Huh?

And you're not taking the fall
for your uncle either.

I know that worked for you once before.

You won't take the fall for him
or your father.

You're all going down.

All of you.

And when you go in this time,
my friend, you're staying put.

Your father depends on you, right?
And you wouldn't wanna hurt him.

And I gotta say,
I don't get the girl at all.

Which girl?

You know the one I'm talking about.

She's involved in everything?

Feminist protests,
LGBT marches, petitions…

She's more trouble than she's worth,

but we couldn't figure out
her connection to you.

And she has a weird name. What was it?

Afife, sir. Afife Jale Kazan.

You're a very interesting guy, Kemal.

That girl has nothing do with any of this,
you know that.

Of course she does.

She's one of your many victims,
but she seems to be under your protection.

Anyway, let's get back to business,
shall we?

A lot of your cases
have been collecting dust here.

That won't happen with us.

Everything's gonna come out.
Sooner or later.

Uh, but if you were to decide
to help us with this…

Hmm.

There it is.

What kind of help?

Don't worry about that now.
You'll know when we need you.

Look…

You know me well. That's pretty clear.

I'm assuming you know there's not
a snowball's chance in hell I do this.

Family is sacred to us.

Why would I ever betray them?

What? Just because you want me to?

No.

Because you have a conscience.
You're smart too.

Something's gnawing at you.
Tick, tick, tick, tick.

It's eating you up, Kemal.

What do you think's gonna happen, huh,

if you come to your senses
and realize it's too late?

Well, if it hasn't happened yet,
I guess I'm just a lost cause, Detective.

I'm truly sorry about that.

- Sir?
- Mm?

- We need you out front.
- Okay, I'm coming.

Well, we won't keep you.

Mahir, would you show Kemal the way out?

Kemal? I hope you heard us today.

I think we made our point.

Now it's up to you.

MUHARREM Y.
KEMAL’S FATHER

VELİ YANIKLAR
RETIRED, EARLY-STAGE DE

TAXES PAID REGULARLY

BEDIA YANIKLAR’S ADOPTED DAUGHTER
ADOPTION DATE:12/04/1983

I saw this all coming.

They've got nothing solid.
They're just fishing.

Kemal, you handled it very well.

They know everything, Pops.

He's right. They even know
about you keeping an eye on us.

Son, my boy.

They only know what I want them to know.

Trust me. Don't you worry.

What do you mean, Pops?

I know all the people

pulling their strings.

If they ever get too close,
those strings get pulled,

and they'll be hanging.

Okay, Uncle, whatever you say.
Let's get back to work.

Right. Right.

Shall we call Ankara?

Why are you talking about Ankara now?

I'll take care of it.
Mind your own business.

Sorry.

Well, you know…

Kemal?

What are you all talking about over there?

What do you think, Grandma? Just work.

Neslihan. You said you wanted
to show me the house, remember?

Sure.

Well done!

You put a lot of work into it.

Well, that's part of my job.

Looks really good.

The walls aren't exactly
the color I wanted.

It's okay.

How about I pick you up
early tomorrow, hmm?

So we can take care of the rest.

And we should set a date
so Bedia doesn't k*ll us both.

If you want to.

I do.

Come here, you.

What?

- Come here.
- Uh…

I wanna hug you. I just feel like it.

Come.

I'm glad you give me permission
to hug you.

I'm always here.

Okay?

- Afife?
- Mm?

You know about this marriage thing,
don't you?

What marriage thing?

We made this at the diner.
I brought some back for you.

Smells good.

Tastes good too. Mm.

It's not too late, Son.

Don't accept a life
you don't want for yourself.

Why does this marriage upset you?

Why don't you come to the diner anymore?

Not this again.

I may not talk much, but I see a lot.
I'm not blind, Kemal.

That girl is just like your mother.

Your mother,

God rest her poor soul,

didn't want me
in deep with the family either.

"Let's leave," she said.

"Give it up," she said.

And when I didn't listen…

she had to walk away.

She left.

My mother left you for another man though.

What man would that be?

You ever see him?

Do you even know his name?

Why did you never try
to track him down, then?

Why didn't I try to fight
to bring your mother back?

We all believed

only what we wanted to believe.

"Family," we said.

"Promises," we said.

There's still time for you.

Please, listen to me.

Kemal saw the house. Did he like it?

A lot.

Good.

Then you both should think
about hurrying things along.

Don't worry, we will.

I've been thinking a lot lately, Bedia.

What about, sweetheart?

We…

I thought we were happy, Mama.

But a very big part of me
is still missing.

What do you mean by that?

Where are my parents, Bedia?

Right here.

The last thing I'd ever wanna do
is be ungrateful to you,

I hope you know that,
but it doesn't change the fact

that my parents are gone.

I have
an amazing family that's taken me in,

and thank God for that.

But it's different.

Nothing and nobody
can ever replace your real parents.

I know that, Nesli.

But you should focus on what you have,
not what you're missing.

I don't have a story of my own,

or any real history.

Everyone always asks me,

but… who am I, really?

What were my mom and dad like?
What did they do? It's all a big void.

Oh, my darling.

Asking yourself
these questions won't help.

You need to look to the future.

I know that the greatest part
of my daughter's story

hasn't even begun yet.

It's just starting.

Trust me, dear.

Uh-huh.

Bedia!

Bedia! Come here!

K. YANIKLAR AUTOMOTIVE

Kemal, someone's been wanting to see you.

Oh-h*-h*, Nuri! Good to see you.

Kemal. Good to see you too.

Girls, this is your Uncle Kemal.

Hey, please have a seat, Nuri. Come on.

Ah, look at these princesses.
You're so pretty!

- Would you like some juice?
- Okay. Thanks.

- Kartal?
- Girls, come on. Let's get that juice.

- This way.
- Yep, follow me.

So, Nuri…

I'll put this here.

Thanks, that wasn't necessary.

Kemal, I'm back working.

God's gotten me… back on track.

Ah, good for you.

See? Sometimes,
being stubborn pays off, right?

I'll pay off my debt
on the date we agreed on.

Maybe sooner.

I'm back on my feet.

I didn't wanna come to you
till I had everything sorted.

You're truly my brother
for life now, Kemal.

I owe you everything.

If you ever have a problem,
I want you to call.

Whatever you need.

Whenever you need it.

Your saying that means a lot to me.
Thank you.

Thank you.

- Baturay?
- Hmm?

You're doing
what you're supposed to do, right?

- Of course.
- Hmm.

I found a bank inspector. He's an expert
on loan sharking and stuff.

- Just to make sure we get it right.
- Okay. And I've got the synopsis.

Great. Perfect. And, Afife,
you've got the character stuff, right?

- Afife?
- Huh?

- Nothing.
- We're heading out.

- Hold on, we'll come too.
- Okay.

- Defne?
- I'm, uh, gonna hang back a bit.

Huh?

Okay, come on now.

What's wrong?

- What? Nothing.
- Where's your head at?

I don't like this whole story anymore.
It's really cliché. It's corny as hell.

Cartoon characters. It's awful. So bad.

Is that the issue?

- There's no issue.
- Do you wanna hang out tonight?

- And do what?
- We'll do what we used to do all the time.

Get drunk and talk about deep sh*t.

Kemal. Huh? Am I right?

- What about Kemal?
- I'm not stupid.

Girl, you can't hide the truth from me.

I know something's going on.

At first, I didn't think it was possible,
but then I thought, why not?

What are you on about?

Honey, the script is coming true.

Funnily enough,
it's usually the other way around.

But since you defy the universe,
anything's possible!

Does our writing imitate us,
or do we imitate our writing?

I can't tell anymore.

Now you're gonna tell me

I gave you guys so much grief,
but went and did the same thing.

What's wrong?

You know, I felt relief
when I found out about you two.

Wow, it didn't come off that way.

I didn't understand how you could.

But then, suddenly, I totally got it.

Got what?

I let myself do the wrong thing, Defne.

I betrayed everything I believe in.
My values…

I like the guy, and I just couldn't stop.

So much for morals. So much for restraint.

So much for those values.

That little devil on my shoulder
just took over, didn't she?

Afife, sometimes that's what you need.

To just let yourself go.

Why not?

Maybe it'll work out in the end?

No, it wouldn't.

How do you know that for sure?

- Afife and Kemal.
- Why the hell wouldn't it?

He's going to be married.

- Pour some raki for Kemal.
- It's okay. I'll have some later.

- Just pour it.
- Slow down!

Pour.

Kemal. You know
your plan to move down south?

I've got the money ready
for you in the bank.

It's in your name.

You can go whenever you want.
What are you waiting for?

Welcome back, sir.
What can we perform for you?

Why don't you play us one of the old ones?
Something that fits the mood.

Come here.

- Do you know who wrote this song?
- You got me.

Selahattin Pinar.

It's beautiful.

You know who he wrote it for?

I don't.

Afife Jale.

The actress, Afife Jale.

His great love in the theater.

…Impossible Love.
That's just a working title.

Thanks. Have a nice day.

MARRIAGE REGISTRATION OFFICE

Freedom for animals!

ANIMALS CAN'T SPEAK. SPEAK FOR THEM!

Freedom for animals!
Freedom for animals! Freedom for animals!

Freedom for animals!

Oh, my girl. There you are.

Oh, sweetie.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, you guys too.

Hey, good morning, Gülengül.

- Şahin.
- Oh, right.

We have to go.

Bye, Mom. Love you.

Two beers, vodka with cherry,

and that 12-year-old whiskey,
whatever it's called.

Right away.

Bartu, four beers, unfiltered,
and lots of nuts.

Coming right up.

Hey, hey, hey!

- Oh!
- What's up?

- What d'you say you buy me a beer, huh?
- Yeah! Get in here.

I was in the area,
so I thought I'd drop in.

How's it going? Everyone okay?

Well, as I'm sure your father told you,

my mother declared herself
head chef again.

Sounds like her.

- Muharrem's even getting a salary, I hear?
- He deserves it.

- Ali, your orders.
- Thanks. See you in a sec.

The team's been hard at work
on the script, of course.

They've got that big meeting
with the network soon.

I thought they were done?

According to Afife,
it's in a really bad place.

And… she's been sad.

- But that's her, right?
- Huh.

Thanks, bro.

Well, say hey to everyone.

Dude, why don't you come say it yourself?
It's my birthday tomorrow.

You can crash the party.
The fam and all my buddies'll be there…

I dunno. Do you think that'd be okay?

- Come on, let's go.
- Grab us a couple beers!

Come on, we're in.

Come on, man!

Bartu! Is my dad here?

Next door.

Mm-hmm.

All right, I'm taking these.

- So how's business?
- Not too bad lately.

Fidan, babe!
You gonna take our drink orders or not?

But water first, please.

Hey, man. I'll take your orders.

Why is it that whenever I ask her
for something, you show up?

What are you, dumb? Go back to work.

I'm just trying to take your orders, man.

You turned me down
last time I offered you a drink.

At least join us for a glass of water.
You must be parched.

I'm working.

Come on, have a seat with us. Let's talk.

- Hold up! What's the rush, darlin'?
- Let me go, please.

Dude, why don't you take it easy, huh?

Don't touch me,
or I'll break your g*dd*mn arm!

Oh my God!

- You should calm down.
- What's up, bro? You got a problem, huh?

No problem.

Then get your f*cking hands off me.
You should walk away, my friend.

You don't talk sh*t to me
in my own bar, got it?

Listen… I'm not looking for any trouble.

Okay, then get the hell outta here.
Your beer's on us. Go.

I'm gonna give you
one last chance to walk away.

Trust me, you don't wanna do this.

What are you on about, old man?
You need to leave!

Don't sit around now

You just f*cked up real bad!

Bartu! Call my dad!

Call my dad!

I'm Kemal Yanıklar.

Tell your father,
whenever and wherever he wants to meet up,

I'll be waiting for him.

Sound good, chief?

You're both done for the night.

Did you call him, Bartu?

- Dude, you gotta teach me that sh*t.
- Okay.

Your sister would beat the sh*t
out of me though, say I'm a bad influence.

Speaking of your sister, I was never here.

And nothing happened, got me?

Well, they'll probably fire us,
so she'll most likely find out.

My sister would k*ll me,
but it's worth it.

Let's have some decent drinks.

Come on. This way.

Was the guy a professional?

How the hell would I know?

What happened?

They attacked us out of nowhere, Dad.

- Was it over the bill?
- No, no.

How many were there?

Just one.

One?

So all that muscle for nothing, huh?

Who the hell was this guy?

Total psycho.

Well done.

You really know how to pick 'em, huh? Huh?

God dammit, you're stupid!

- Where'd this guy go?
- The bar across the road.

Come on. Let's go, let's go!

You're coming too.

Ah, bottoms up!

Everybody saw what happened in there.

You wait here.

Let's go.

'Scuse me.

Kemal Yanıklar?

- Yes.
- Mr. Yanıklar.

Please forgive my son for his stupidity.

No.

It was more than stupid.

I'm sure it was.

I'm very sorry he disrespected you.

Come here.
What do you got to say to the man?

I'm sorry, Mr. Yanıklar.
There's no excuse.

And you deserve our apologies too.

Fidan, Ali.

Yes. That goes for all of us, right?

- So sorry.
- Very sorry.

Listen, these two are
like family to me, understood?

And if it's not too much of a problem,
how 'bout you give them the night off?

Of course.

Thank you.

Tomorrow is also Ali's birthday,
so give them that off too.

Sure. Sure, sure, sure.

And, of course,
seeing as it is his birthday,

I think a nice juicy bonus
is in order too.

Come on.

You can decide how much.

Of course. Consider it done.

I trust there won't be more problems.

If they catch a cold,
I'll hold you responsible. That clear?

- Yes, Mr. Yanıklar.
- All right.

Well, enjoy your drinks.

Well, at least
you're not getting fired anymore.

- Really.
- Cheers to that.

You did a wonderful job.
The place is gorgeous.

Nesli, why don't you look at me
when I'm talking to you?

Where is Muharrem going to live?
Did Kemal say anything?

His dad's gonna stay at his place.

After everything that's happened,
he still wants to look after his father.

It's admirable.

You sweet child.

You really do think everything
about Kemal is admirable, don't you?

I guess.

Listen, Mama Bedia, I…

The reason I feel so strongly about Kemal…

Remember how I told you
I always felt a part of me was missing?

Well, Kemal fills that void.

He's my whole world.

I'm always wondering who he's with,
what he's doing, or when he'll be home.

My mind never stops. I don't know
what's wrong with me these days.

Sometimes I even catch myself
glancing at the texts on his phone.

I never used to be that insecure.

I'll even call him now,
just to make sure he's really at work.

Sometimes when I'm done at the gym,

I'll drive by his place,
just to see if his car's still there.

I've even had to stop myself
from secretly following him.

I know it's a lot. I'm so embarrassed.

I'm just so scared of losing him, Bedia.

I try not to show this to him, but…

…I think he knows.

Sweetheart, this is where I'd normally say

all men are pigs
looking for the next notch in their belt.

But, my dear, Kemal is
the exception to the rule.

- Hmm.
- You have nothing to worry about.

You don't. Sure, what happened, happened.

But he came back to you,
and the family too.

But did he really come back? Did he?

Or is he really just playing the part?

You know what I mean?

CLOSED

- Morning.
- What's up, Baturay? You're here early.

Well, you know, uh…

I transcribed our conversation
with the inspector about loan-sharking.

Emailed everyone.

- Thank you. But I didn't read it yet.
- Cool.

So,

you… are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

No, like, what's going on with you?

What are you talking about?

Ah.

Defne told you?

I'd figured it out anyway.

So? He's gone?

Baturay, you do realize we're having
a very weird conversation right now?

Yeah, all right.

I mean, I get it.

You're… single now.

We're not together.

But you're still one of my best friends.

So, of course, I'm here.

You don't deserve this.

Dude, nobody did anything wrong, okay?

Bull.

Bullshit.

Oh yeah, did you hear
what Baturay did to me?

Oh, wow! So it's about me now, is it?

It always is.

All together now.

- Hello, Baturay.
- Hey.

How's it going?

It is what it is.

How's the script coming along?

Eh, you know…

I know about what happened, Kemal.

What do you mean?

But I'd be lying
if I said I wasn't shocked.

Look, man, don't hurt this girl, okay?

Afife, I mean.

She's different, Kemal.

Please don't,

or I'll have to deal with you.

Baturay…

I mean, sure, you'd probably
beat the living sh*t outta me,

but I wouldn't back down.

You and I both know
Afife is worth taking a beating for.

Look, buddy, I didn't come here
to make a mess. Okay?

You sure about that?

If we ever find ourselves in that spot,
I promise you this.

I'll offer you my cheek first.

But I'm not gonna do anything.

I just needed to pop by,
drop something off, then I'll go.

It'll be quick.
I heard what you said. I respect that.

All right. That works.

Could you grab Ali for me?

Dude, come on in.

- No, thanks.
- Suit yourself.

Ali! Kemal dropped by to see you.

Kemal!

- Brought you a birthday present.
- You serious?

It's yours.

You gotta be joking!

Kemal?

Hello.

Uh, it's been a while.
You must've missed playing it?

Does a bear sh*t in the woods?

Didn't you buy this for Ferhat's son?

We got him a different one.

This needs to be with someone
who plays it with love.

Wow, Kemal! You're the man, dude!

Happy birthday, buddy.

Kemal?

- You came!
- I had to.

- What's going on?
- Check it out!

No way!

All right, go on, get inside.
Don't keep your friends waiting.

- Let's go!
- Come on!

- You should come in.
- Yo, turn off the music!

I better not.

Everything is beautiful with you…

Are you sure?

Just for one drink?

Even chasing impossible dreams…

- Hmm?
- Even chasing impossible dreams

Oh…

No.

Everything is beautiful with you

Even this soil, this stone

Even this fear inside me…

Okay, then.

Even the tears In my eyes…

Thank you, Kemal.

At an unexpected moment…

For everything.

If a breakup comes At an unexpected moment

One day I shared with you
Is enough for me

One day I shared with you
Is enough for me

If a breakup comes
At an unexpected moment

If a breakup comes
At an unexpected moment

One day I shared with you
Is enough for me

One day I shared with you
Is enough for me

- We had to say goodbye
- Happy birthday, Ali

Happy birthday, Ali

Happy birthday, happy birthday

Happy birthday, Ali

Uh, well, I should make a wish, then.

Don't tell us!

Go, go, go!

There's my dear brother. Attaboy, Ali!

Gimme a kiss!

Thank you so much everybody.
I love you all!

Come here, you. Lemme give you a kiss!

- This is so great!
- Sweetie.

- Bro.
- Buddy.

No, no, stop. I'm not gonna cry. I'm not!

- Oh, Mom, please…
- I'm just laughing!

What's the occasion?

It's my brother's birthday

- Ah.
- Ali.

Oh sorry, I should've brought something.

- You wanna join us?
- Why not?

Some wine? But the only stuff
we have is the cheap stuff.

- Mm-hmm.
- But it's cold.

Maybe something a little bit stronger.

Ah! Why not some
of what the kids are drinking?

Here.

Oh.

- How you doing? Nice to see you.
- I'm good, Baturay.

- You know, this place looks amazing.
- Right?

I can see why everyone loves it here.

- Baturay, come here.
- I'm coming. Just a sec.

Finally, I see
what Kemal's been going on about.

And Muharrem too.
What have you done to him?

The man's come back from the dead
because of you.

Come, let's drink to them. Come on.

Oh! I underestimated you.

You're really good.

One look in those beautiful eyes
and you had him hooked.

What do you want, Neslihan?

Where's Ali?

I know you're trying to steal my fiancé.

I'm talking about Kemal.

Don't you play dumb with me.

You act like you're an innocent writer.

Ooh. Speaking of writing,
did you crack your ending?

Is it happy or tragic? Huh?

Huh? Yeah.

Oh!

Hello, I'd like to say something.

As you know,
we're celebrating… Ali. Right, Ali?

We're celebrating Ali's big day.
Happy birthday to you, Ali!

Except, I'd actually like to give
a shout-out to you, Afife.

Who is this?

Most of you don't know this,
but this lady right here

hit it off with my fiancé.

And she's been trying to steal him
ever since then, from me.

She's been really subtle about it too.

It's been… pretty impressive,
to be honest with you.

Yeah, pretty impressive.

Are you serious?

- What is she saying?
- Nothing good.

Afife Jale.

I know women like you very well.

- Neslihan, that's enough.
- Oh, I'm just getting started.

- Leave! Please, leave!
- Whoa, let me finish. Just a minute.

Yeah, women like you?

You're all the same.

- What?
- Uh-huh.

You slither up to a man like a snake
and wrap yourself around them,

and then you start to swallow.

And, of course, you belittle their partner
so you can drive a wedge between them.

- What are you talking about?
- And the man's lusts and urges?

Take over everything.

So the poor guy falls, right in your trap,

you destroy his soul.

Eventually,
all that's left of him is a cocoon.

And soon, that cocoon
won't be enough for you,

so you throw it away!

Until you go out
and find yourself a new sucker!

Yes, you see, everyone,

that's exactly what this b*tch
is trying to do with my boy.

But I'm not gonna let you hurt him.

- "I'm not gonna let you hurt him?"
- Uh-huh.

He can't make decisions on his own?

Are you not aware
of all you put Kemal through?

I'm aware of everything.
I understand everything.

- You don't understand sh*t.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

- You understand loans. Thief.
- Watch your mouth.

- What the hell do you think you're doin'?
- We're just talking!

- Get out!
- We're just talking!

Well, it's done! This is my party,
and you're not welcome, okay?

Go on, get out!

Ali, it's okay.

Look at me, b*tch.
You touch that boy, and I'll destroy you.

Look at her calling
a 42-year-old man a boy, hmm?

I really do feel sorry for Kemal.

Don't come near him.
I swear, you'll regret it.

Don't you threaten me.

Oh, right, I almost forgot!

That's the whole reason I'm here!
Thanks for reminding me.

'Cause I am absolutely gonna threaten you
and you're whole stupid family!

Tomorrow, your mother,
your dear, sweet, idiot mother, Perihan?

Yeah, you know
the, uh, the contract you signed?

I'm going to fill it out
and process it tomorrow.

I mean,

you have an apartment, you have a diner.

You can sell them and pay us.

Afife Jale Kazan.

Some hero, right?

- Wow. You really are so--
- Yeah. I am.

I am.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, happy birthday

Happy birthday to you

Why would she do that?

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, happy birthday

Happy birthday to you