So, what now?
Naz Holding will walk all over us.
Brother,
if those guys actually slam us headfirst…
If they really slam us headfirst,
you won't have these things again.
So enjoy it while you can.
What is it?
Aslı.
She's inviting us to her launch show.
Let's go one last time before we die.
- We'll see. - Count me in. I'll go.
Add a plus one too.
Plus one?
- Good morning. - Morning, Arda.
How's it going?
Fine. Is something wrong?
No…
Aslı Ziya's having a launch show for her new album.
- A small event. - What do you want us to do about it?
We, you and I,
should go.
Do you like her music?
Sure, but…
All right, let's go. When is it?
- Tomorrow. - Okay.
Okay, I'll pick you up.
It's just… I don't see how this has anything to do with finance.
It doesn't have anything to do with finance.
It has something to do with you.
If you can find that connection too…
- When did you say it was? - The show? Tomorrow.
But beyond that, whenever and however you want.
Let's have some gin.
Come on.
What did you do?
I gave them the house.
I stared at the document all day. Finally, I signed it and sent it off.
Really?
It's for the best.
It was toxic.
I was going crazy.
I needed to save myself.
Whoa. What's going on? You tell me.
No, I'm with you. You're right.
You must choose yourself. We should focus on ourselves.
Don't let anyone mess us up.
Choose yourself, sister.
Choose yourself.
Calm down, I'm coming! Not like I have any neighbors left around here.
That bitch Öykü is calling.
What? Give it to me. I'll answer and tear her a new one.
I'll pick up. Maybe she'll say a prayer now that she's killed me.
"I made halvah. Come over."
Girl, answer it!
Hello?
Öykü, sweetheart, how are you? Well, I'm fine.
I'm gnawing on my shoes out of hunger.
- What? - What is it?
- Oh? - What's she saying?
- Who? Who is it? - Girl, put it on speaker.
Who?
- Speaker. Put her on speaker! - Okay, if you say so.
Okay.
- Oh? - What?
Let me think about it and get back to you, okay?
Okay, honey. Talk to you soon.
What?!
She said she'll get me the loan.
And she'll do it on the terms I want.
What the hell? How?
Someone asked for a favor.
Who did?
I don't know. She didn't say.
Maybe one of my dad's friends?
Could it be Uncle Erden?
Probably.
Maybe.
I called her a bitch, but…
She deserved it.
I mean, she only did it
because someone asked her to.
She'll think about it.
She didn't accept it right away.
I mean, you heard it.
I told her to make the payment plan herself, but…
I see.
She didn't say yes.
- Would you like a coffee? - Yeah.
Two coffees, please.
What will you do?
The Nazs have a five-year plan for the Inner Aegean.
So it seems.
They're gradually acquiring land for wind turbines.
Yes, we know that.
We'll buy them.
Thrace and the land in Kırklareli.
To do what?
We'll block their path, Mahir.
Are you crazy, man?
Throwing money at useless land?
What good is Thrace or the Inner Aegean to us?
It's no good to us.
It's bad for Engin.
Got it. We'll intimidate and attack them. You love to do that.
Let's call it not letting it slide.
Fear works well in hot war.
Let's rattle them. They scare easily.
One day, they'll be terrified of not being able to drink this.
We're not afraid of starting over, of hitting zero.
We're familiar with it.
Honestly, not gonna lie,
I've gotten used to this good life.
What would I do without quality meat, seafood, or fine booze?
I'm kidding, man!
What about the boat and the mansion?
Done. We're moving into the mansion.
- We got the house from her? - Yeah.
Good for us.
At least it's over.
What's up?
Here we go.
What happened?
We're moving. To the mansion.
What about Nihal?
Ms. Nihal doesn't seem to jump at opportunities.
We cracked a door open,
but she signed the paper and cut ties with us.
How are you?
Me?
I'm always good.
- Why do you ask? - I didn't.
Welcome, Mr. Gökhan.
I came unannounced.
No problem.
Nihal wanted these delivered. So that you'd have them.
Hand-drawn. Pretty valuable.
Of course. We could have sent someone.
I wanted to come.
Don't stand there. Let me get you something.
Are you hungry? Well, I don't usually eat at this hour. After a certain age--
What's wrong with your age? What "certain age" is that?
You're too kind.
But I'm 47 years old.
Feel free to say, "Songül, you don't look it,"
because I really need to hear that.
I think you do look it.
It's clear you're in your prime.
Thank you.
Well, come on. Let's sit down.
Please.
There's cinnamon in it. My recipe.
- It's lovely. - What happened to your wrist?
Sports injury. Nothing serious.
I got too competitive in a tennis match.
You play tennis?
How nice.
Every year I say I'll start too. The girls at the club play.
And they have so much fun.
But I never kept that promise.
Maybe you haven't found the right coach.
I can teach you.
No need. I mean, why would you?
But thank you.
Mind if I intrude a little?
Sure, have a seat.
- What's bothering you? - Me?
Nothing really. I just wanted to talk a bit.
You got into a big war.
We did, yeah.
Osman.
Listen.
You brought us here saying, "We could lose everything."
"Starting over is part of who we are."
But this is a bit too much.
Should we live in fear?
Accepting ourselves
as inferior and little. Is that it?
Maybe it's okay to be a little afraid.
I'm afraid, for one.
We wanted the mansion, and we got it.
But old money has declared war on us.
I don't think you came here to say this.
Think about why your feet dragged you here.
Come on.
Actually, there is something.
I'll ask you something, but don't laugh. The others would tease me.
Do I look like an auntie?
You know how aunties are.
Warm and caring.
What?
I see a wonderful person, a beautiful woman.
A little short on the caring side, but you're not a sweet old auntie either.
Good, then.
- Should I take up tennis? - If you have the muscle density for it.
You punk.
- Should we find you a coach? - No, I think I've found one.
I'll say something, but don't get mad.
You've changed.
I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's definitely something.
Keep that in your pocket.
MAHİR - ALBUM LAUNCH IN TWO DAYS. IF YOU'D LIKE TO…
READ DELIVERED
- Let's not keep them waiting. - That excited, huh?
Bro, it's going to be a fantastic night.
I can feel it. The start of something big, intense.
Being a couple will be good for you too. Trust me.
Don't listen to him. He's a natural-born love bug. Come on.
I'm taking my own car. Just follow me.
So much for reducing carbon emissions, huh?
No, I'll pick up Berna.
What?
I think I just fell in love.
Please be my girlfriend.
Bless me with this beautiful night.
Idiot.
That's men for you.
The second you put on some makeup, "You're so pretty."
- Where are you off to? - What? Oh, just work.
- They'll pick me up from here. - Good luck. What kind of work is this?
Who's picking you up?
Just work.
Let's have a toast.
Have fun. I'm out.
- Let me walk you out. - Have fun.
Have fun, Berno.
Okay, see you later.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
I'll just say hi real quick, okay?
What's with that getup?
You look amazing no matter what.
To see a woman dressed like this…
It's a privilege.
Well, I mean…
Sorry for the homely look.
Maybe you should go say hi.
What?
Just go out and say hi to the girl briefly.
Don't overwhelm my friend with work.
Got it.
Doesn't seem necessary.
No need. Let's go.
Shall I put Aslı on?
They sent the songs we'll hear tonight.
That'd be great.
I always listen to the songs beforehand if I don't know them.
Why?
So I know what I'm about to hear and be prepared for it.
You need that?
Do you have to know what you'll experience in advance?
Let's just say I like to preview what I'll like and what I won't.
Maybe it's a professional reflex. Always being a step ahead, being prepared…
So you don't like surprises.
Or you just think you don't.
For now.
Arda!
- Hey, what's up? - I'm good, bro. You?
I'm good too.
- How are you? - Thanks so much.
- See you. - Hey, Arda.
- I'm so glad you came. - Bro.
Let's go.
Maybe I shouldn't go in.
Why not?
- I mean, it's her big night-- - What are you afraid of?
Aslı chose you as her partner.
She says, "I'm in."
- And she's right to do so, if you ask me. - You think so?
Maybe not. Go in, live it, see for yourself.
Swimming in dark waters is your thing. I'll head out.
Mahir, don't.
You'll break her heart.
Better now than later.
I know I don't deserve her.
Everyone's been calling me
But they couldn't find me
The seas flooded, the skies roared
Turns out he told me
"I don't love you at all"
"I don't want you at all"
"I don't…"
- Let's see if you'll like it. - Let's see.
"I'll grab my jacket and leave"
- Arda, how's it going? - Bro, what's up?
- I'm at the bar. - Have fun.
Is there anyone in Istanbul you don't know?
Yeah. Our company's CFO, for example.
I don't know what she likes or dislikes,
what she does outside work hours.
I like what we're drinking, though.
Come on, then.
"I don't want you at all"
"This love isn't enough for me"
"I'll grab my jacket and leave"
Just before dawn
The bed is still warm
The woman will look out the window
Heartbroken, she will light a cigarette
She'll send texts Without waiting for a reply
Save it!
I don't love you
I don't want you
I'm walking away
Just before dawn
I don't know how to be alone
I don't like being happy
I don't want to look at it anymore
That's why I've shattered the dull mirror
We need other people
Like it's a cure for everything
An old addiction
Shall we make love?
A troubled one
Don't talk about your scars
Or the dark corners of your soul
I'm used to your damage now I won't fall for it
In my heart, there's a bird
Fluttering its broken wings
Respect my decision
Let me fly through the skies
Of this world
Let me fly through the skies
Of this world
Aslı!
DON'T CALL ME AGAIN. LET'S NOT SEE EACH OTHER.
Scoot over.
What?
I'm screwed.
What's going on? What happened?
Did something bad happen?
Yeah.
I had a great night.
Really great.
What are you mumbling about?
Never mind. Go to sleep.
You're crashing here, so something must have happened, right?
Come on, talk. I'm awake now. Hit me.
I'm listening.
Me crashing here is a big deal, by the way.
When my heart wishes for so much more.
Let me ask you something.
You still don't know, do you?
Know what?
Because you don't fucking care.
You're never curious.
Well, you've always been like this.
You don't even ask people what they do for a living.
Big flaw, in my opinion.
Can we skip the intro and get to the real stuff? It's late.
Do you know the story of the Buluts?
Nope.
The Bulut Apartment Building.
- They're not blood relatives. - What?
And Songül isn't even their real mother.
But you must have figured that out. Come on.
MESSAGE FROM ÖYKÜ KOÇ
MR. OSMAN, I KNOW IT'S LATE BUT YOU ASKED TO BE NOTIFIED TODAY.
STILL NO RESPONSE FROM NİHAL ABOUT THE LOAN.
SHE DOESN'T SEEM INTERESTED.
Now, with Osman's energy,
they just keep pushing forward.
And Arda…
He's wonderful!
It's too easy to fall for Arda.
It's too obvious.
One shouldn't fall for it like a fool.
That's why I'm going to bed now,
and tomorrow will be a new day.
Why are you telling me all this?
About Arda and all?
Can you close that window?
I've already caught all I'm going to.
Hey, get up. You ruined my sleep. How am I supposed to sleep now?
- Let's get to know each other, gorgeous. - You scared the hell out of me.
You were so quiet, I didn't sense you at all.
Nothing happens to the wicked.
- Well? Isn't it something? - Oh yes.
It's something all right.
Just don't ask me what.
- Are you hungry? - Always.
Good. Let's have breakfast.
Let me feed you.
What happened with the Buluts?
Pınar talked our ears off yesterday. I didn't even get to ask.
What is it? Is something wrong?
Where are you going?
I'm leaving.
Where to?
- I'll call you later. - Nihal.
- How are you? - I'm fine.
I'm leaving. In fact, I'm already gone.
I'm shutting it down.
- You don't want the boat anyway. - I do.
You do? Must've been a mistake, then. Well, it all worked out in the end.
So you've decided to give up?
To save myself.
So your job doesn't matter?
Not as much as surnames and identity seem to matter to you.
Whatever. Why did I even come here?
I called you.
- And that's enough, huh? - You tell me.
I don't want to tell you anything.
And I won't because I already know what I think.
No one else needs to know.
Right? Why should they?
What a brilliant perspective.
Wonder who I got it from?
Is that how I am?
Let's just say you don't feel the need to express yourself.
That night at the bar, I expressed myself…
very clearly.
And I got a very clear response.
I'm the one who shouldn't be here.
This was a mistake.
Wait. Hold on a second.
- If everything's over-- - What?
The war, the fight, whatever--
What's over?
What ended?
The thing that never started.
That never got to begin.
Tell me.
I was actually going to say something… to you.
I'm listening.
I didn't know.
Your story.
- I just found out about the Buluts' story. - What did it change?
- What would you want it to change? - Nothing.
It's not something that defines me.
I don't want you to place me in that box or see everything through that lens.
Do you care what I think of you?
What about you? Do you care? Do you ever wonder?
What do I think about you, for example?
Okay. What do you think about me? Spill it.
"Spill it"?
Oh, of course!
As if Mr. Osman would ever share anything about himself. He thinks it's beneath him.
No, I…
I'm not going to get dragged into this. In fact, I'll go.
Don't go.
I think I should.
I think so too.
All right, then. Adios.
Good luck in life, even.
Maybe I'll see the house in a photo somewhere.
Or maybe Arda will send me one.
Why did you come here?
Why did I come here?
Okay. I can stay a bit longer, but on one condition.
- That super smart-- - Monster.
Exactly. Monster.
Does it hurt when people call you that?
Not at all.
It works for you, doesn't it? It protects you.
Looking like a heartless monster.
I think it's a weakness.
Weakness?
Tell me something that isn't from the monster.
Something deep, something real.
Something you've never told anyone.
Not even your family, not even Songül.
Say something true so I don't leave.
I'm listening.
I don't know who I am.
It all started with that disaster.
I set foot there because
I don't remember what came before.
I want to, but I don't.
I was nine.
I feel like I should remember.
I don't remember my mother.
It's okay.
Childhood doesn't really define a person.
But I'm curious.
I created a small space for myself to be curious.
Maybe If I had a photo, I could make up stories.
I'd pretend I remember.
I never told anyone this.
No one in the family.
We get along with Songül.
But I thought it might hurt her feelings.
Like I was ungrateful for the family she created.
Are you resentful?
No. I mean… There's nothing to resent.
- Then… - My turn.
Now you tell me something you've never told anyone.
Well, I…
I don't have anything like that.
I'm a simple person.
You? Simple?
I mean, I don't know…
I'm not afraid of anything or anyone.
Not afraid, not intimidated. Great.
Then why did you give up your house?
We heard the loan was approved.
Why do you want to leave now?
Why are you giving up?
On your childhood home?
It's not good for me.
I need to save myself.
It's tearing me apart.
What?
What's tearing you apart?
You.
I think.
Don't be afraid.
Leave it to me.
Subtitle translation by: Elif Günay