All language subtitles for Art of Love 2024-ENGCP

BUDAPEST

DRY CLEANING

I'm in.

Roger that.

Your turn.

Clear. You can get out.

Getting out.

ART OF LOVE

So he breaks into museums

with priceless artifacts
that are impossible to get into,

and steals only one painting
that's almost the least valuable.

So he doesn't know much about art.

- Or maybe he knows a lot.
- Maybe.

These are underappreciated,
but are very valuable paintings, Ozan.

I don't understand. I mean...

You don't have to be an art expert
to catch this thief.

You used to be a narc.
Look at it from your own point of view.

I have a better idea.

Let's view this as a homicide.

We might not have
any clues about the murders,

but maybe there's
a link between the victims.

- The content of the paintings.
- Exactly.

- Great idea.
- What's going on?

- Great idea. Let's go.
- What? Where?

Where are we going?

BUDAPEST

Ready to hear my new plan?

What's the rush?

Can we just take a break and breathe?

- Ozan.
- Yes?

We're dealing with a romantic thief.

- What?
- Look.

The paintings he stole,
they're all about love.

Look at this.

How did I not realize sooner?

- Though, two of them are allegories…
- What's that?

It's like using symbols as placeholders
to tell something.

Now, all we have to do

is find all the artworks about love.

There must be thousands.

Yes, but what's he doing?

He steals underrated artists' paintings.

So the first order of business
is to rule out the most famous works.

That's gonna be hard too, no?

Yes, but the other link
between the paintings

is that they're Fauvist,
and that narrows it down a lot.

Good.

Looks like this guy has a plan.

I have a plan too.

To catch this guy ASAP.

Yes, these are in a special collection.

That leaves these two.

This one's in the New York museum.

And this one
will be in Istanbul in a few days.

He'll steal this one.

Okay, but these are
just assumptions, Alin.

Look, Chief,

this painting will be transferred
to a museum in Istanbul in four days.

And the day after,
it's going to be auctioned off.

That leaves just two possibilities.

He'll steal it either during transport
or from the museum.

Take Ozan and go there, then.

And pray that you're right.

- Sir, a bigger team...
- Be thankful I'm allowing this, Alin.

Thank you, sir. If you'll excuse me.

5 DAYS LATER

MUSEUM OF PAINTING AND SCULPTURE

- Interpol.
- Welcome.

How can I help you?

- Has C'è L'amore arrived?
- It has.

- He'll risk stealing it here.
- You think?

Excuse me?

- Which hall is it in?
- The grand hall there.

- Could you show us the way?
- Sure.

- Did you say the first room on the right?
- Yes, right there.

What's going on?

Don't let anyone out.

Calm down.

It's all under control.

Please calm down. Don't panic.

Alin!

Goddamn it!

Goddamn it!

Hey, where's your manager?

Over there.

Hey!

Hey!

Ozan, you stay here. I'm going down.

Calm down…

Authorities will soon inform…

They'll be giving an explanation. Please.

- Please calm down.
- Move.

Open the doors. Interpol. Open the doors.

MUSEUM OF PAINTING AND SCULPTURE

The disappearance
of the businessperson Güney Arat

continues to be a mystery.

Although a special team
was assembled to find Güney Arat,

who's been missing for three months,
there's still no trace of him.

The police consider the possibility

that the renowned businessperson
might not be alive.

- Could you give a statement?
- Are you hiding from someone?

- Why didn't you let anyone know?
- I needed to be alone.

- Any specific reason?
- Why did you need to be alone?

Why did you choose to be alone?

RENOWNED BUSINESSMAN
REAPPEARS MONTHS LATER!

Right here. Two, three…

I wanna see the incident footage.

They disabled all the cameras
before the robbery.

Play the previous ones.

Stop.

This is our guy.

Güney Arat.

You mean, the millionaire?

Yes, Chief.

That's crazy, Alin.

Güney Arat is capable of buying
much more valuable paintings than those.

He's a wealthy, well-known,
big-shot businessman.

Yes, it sounds crazy. I'm aware of that.

But I saw it.

Saw him steal the painting?

If all you have is this picture,
there's nothing to talk about.

Look, Chief...

Look, Alin,

I know what you've been through
with this man.

Why so surprised? This is Interpol.

When you asked to be transferred
from Paris to here,

I did a little research on you.

To be honest,

I wasn't curious
why you wanted to be here,

but why you'd wanted to go to Paris
in the first place.

That's how I found out everything.

This has nothing to do with that, sir.

Good.

I hope so.

You may go.

Welcome.

- Did the Chief sign this?
- Yes.

Okay.

So this guy is why you're a cop now?

- I see you found out very quickly.
- Yeah.

Of course that's not why.

- Close the door and stop annoying me.
- Okay.

So…

Why, then?

I went to Paris to stay with my mom
after the incident.

To clear my head,
and to avoid him if he looked for me.

Then I became a consultant
for the Interpol Art Crime Unit.

I liked the job and decided to be a cop.

- Went to the academy. That's it.
- Oh.

Listen, Ozan.

I have no beef with this guy.

Whatever happened, it's all in the past.

I couldn't care less now. Okay?

I'm telling you in advance
in case you wanna grill me.

Relax. I have only one question for you.

Are you sure he's our guy?

I am.

What's the plan?

It's very simple.

I'll meet him again.

I'll get close.

- And I'll catch him at it.
- You know it's dangerous.

I was just an art history student
when he broke up with me.

- He doesn't even know I'm a cop now.
- Oh…

He may be a thief, but he's not a psycho.

Don't worry. He won't hurt me.

Okay.

Alin?

Güney.

I…

I looked everywhere for you.

Did you, now?

If I'm not mistaken,
you were the one who disappeared.

Please, let me explain what happened.

Get out of my way, Güney.

Alin, please let me explain.

Nothing to explain. It's all in the past,
and I'd rather it stayed that way.

I see you've met.

Welcome, Mr. Güney. Ms. Alin
is the curator of our new exhibition.

She runs a reputable gallery in Paris.

Paris, is it?

Excuse me.

How long is she here for?

Two weeks.

How did you find me?

It wasn't easy.

I searched every hotel in Istanbul
all night long.

I pulled so many strings.

You shouldn't have bothered.

If you'll excuse me.

Alin, just a dinner.

Just hear me out.
You don't have to see me again after that.

I promise.

Please, Alin.

Just a dinner.

I'll pick you up here at 7:00.

I was scared, Alin.

Scared of getting married,
of my love for you, of losing you.

You were scared of losing me,
yet you left?

I didn't know what I was doing.

I felt things I'd never felt before,

and I was overcome
with the fear of losing it all.

And you left.

I ran.

I ran away from those feelings,
from you, from everyone and everything.

Have you ever loved so much
it scared you, Alin?

I have.

I loved you.

I was scared too.

Of waking up from that dream,

of losing you,

that you'd give me up.

And my worst fear came true.

I thought you were dead, Güney.

And I was a zombie for six months.

I'm sorry.

I was so confused.
I didn't know what to say.

I regretted it so much.

I tried calling you
when I came to my senses,

but you were gone.

You must have understood
what I felt, at least.

I did.

Not only that,
but also that I couldn't live without you.

Give me another chance.

What if you do it again?

I won't.

I love you so much. I always have.

Please, Alin.

On one condition.

Anything.

From now on,
you'll be honest with me no matter what.

I promise.

SOFIA, ROME, MARSEILLE

NAGOYA, JAPAN
HUNGARY, BUDAPEST

ISTANBUL

Vera Özmen.

I knew it.

You know what?

She's the prettiest hacker I've ever seen.

Calm down, Ozan.

What? Are you jealous?

Don't be silly.

Why would I be?

Okay. Forget I said anything.

Spanish mom, Turkish dad.

She came to Turkey three years ago
and started to work with Güney.

Quite the rap sheet before that,
but hasn't committed any crimes in Turkey.

Wrong.

Hasn't been caught.

Okay. We couldn't find out
much about Ömer.

He's been Güney's driver for a while.

And his accomplice.

Güney trusts him deeply.
That's why he involved him.

Okay. Listen to this.

Güney went to a warehouse
after meeting you.

With Ömer and Vera.

- They're getting ready to steal something.
- Maybe.

- And planning it in the warehouse.
- Maybe.

We're not going there, Alin.
That's not happening, okay?

The things you make me do, Güney.

LOG IN
ENTER PASSWORD

Hands up.

I said, hands up.

Take off your mask.

Take off your mask!

What's so important?

Someone's after us.

What?

What happened? Tell me.

They broke into the warehouse.

I caught them at the computer,
but they ran.

Did you see their face?

No, they had a balaclava on,
but I'm sure it's a woman.

Probably a cop too,
seeing how well she could fight.

If she were, she'd have raided the place
instead of sneaking in.

Maybe she couldn't get a search warrant.

Then she'd have surveilled the warehouse
and known you were there.

Clearly, it's a simple,
failed robbery attempt.

What if I'm right?

You're not.

So the next robbery will be in Prague.

Going to keep staring at me?

I can't help it.

I've missed you so much.

Still can't believe you're with me.

What will I do without you for two days?

Where are you going?

To Prague.

But I just don't wanna leave you.

Take me with you, then.

It's for business. You'll be bored.

No, I won't.

It's been a while.
I'll do some sightseeing.

And it's not like you'll work all day.
We'll spend some time together.

I thought you didn't wanna leave me.

- Not at all.
- So?

All right.

All right.

Slept well?

Like a baby.

I don't even remember falling asleep
or going upstairs.

I carried you.
I told you not to drink so fast.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I loved sleeping next to you again.

Our flight's in two hours.

- Two hours?
- Uh-huh.

I won't be ready.
I need to go to the hotel and shower.

I haven't even planned what to wear.
I can't make it.

You must have your passport
if you came from Paris.

- Uh-huh.
- So you're ready.

I'm ready?

- Good morning, Ms. Alin.
- Good morning.

Don't forget to bring a nice dress.

Let's begin if you're ready.

Let me introduce you. My assistant Vera.

I'm Alin.

Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

I'm so excited.

I'll leave you two alone
and sit with Ömer.

What is it? You're acting odd.

Nothing.

PRAGUE

We'll sleep in the same bed again
only when you want to.

I'm in the next room.
In case you change your mind.

Thanks for the information.

Settle in and get ready.
Meet me downstairs in an hour.

I thought you were busy.

Not today.

NOVEL GALLERY
PRAGUE

Vera, what's wrong?

That woman…

Who?

- Alin?
- Yes.

I have a bad feeling about her.

Could it be that you're jealous of Güney?

Don't be ridiculous, Ömer.

He's good-looking, smart, and charismatic.

And super rich.

No wonder you're in love.

Cut it out. I told you, that's not it.

What, then?

The warehouse. It might be Alin.

Why would she do that?

And what are you basing this on?

Her eyes. I only saw her eyes.

I know it's crazy,
but the thought's gnawing away at me.

- Do we even know who she is?
- We do.

I've known her for ages. She's great.

And she and the boss almost got married.

But Güney left her.

What if she's back for revenge?

What if she knows what we do?

Better spare Güney this nonsense.

I'm sure you know
what'll happen if you don't.

Is this our ride?

Yes.

I won't miss this chance.

Go on, then.

It was a lovely day.

Who says it's over?

Put on the nice dress
I asked you to bring.

Where are we going?

It's a surprise.

Come on, just tell me.

- Where, Güney?
- It's a surprise.

Tell me, Güney. No. Please.

What are you doing here?

You're not answering my calls or texts.

Do you realize how dangerous this is?

What if Güney was with me?

Really? Was that a possibility?

Don't be ridiculous, Ozan.
You know I didn't imply that.

I think we both know
what's happening here.

What?

You're softening up.

Am I wrong?

Are you interested in him again?
In love with him?

How can you speak to me like this?

How dare you?

The Chief called, okay?

He's angry we came to Prague
without telling him.

He wants us to go back immediately.

I'm not going anywhere.

I knew you'd say that,
so I managed to persuade him.

But he said it's our last chance.

If we can't prove Güney's our guy,

he'll end the operation.

THE ART OF LOVE

This show…

It's taken me some time
to keep my promise.

I'm sorry for that.

You remembered.

I remember everything about you.

I'll make up for all my mistakes.

I'll do everything I can
to make you trust me again.

Are we too early?

No, we're right on time.

This way.

Then why is there no one else here?

Because the gala's next week.

We'll watch the dress rehearsal.

It won't be like the real show,
but I didn't want to wait another week.

- Should I have?
- No.

Much better this way.

I'd forgotten everything was like
a fairy tale with you.

It's you who's making me do all this.

But you weren't like this.

When did you become such a romantic?

When I found you again.

Güney, you didn't find me.
It was a coincidence.

There's no such thing, Alin.

It just means I had to find you again.

Seems so.

Good night.

Good night.

See you.

See you.

I can't.

Why not, Alin?

It's all too fast. I'm not ready yet.

I'm sorry.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Going somewhere?

I have a meeting, but it won't take long.

- I'll get ready and leave with you.
- Take your time.

I've planned a wonderful day for you.

A little tour of Prague.

Is that so?

I'll join if I'm done early.

The car's waiting for you downstairs.

You can go whenever you want.

Ozan.

It's on.

See? He's hiding his face
from the cameras.

- What's going on?
- What the fuck?

- He's playing games again.
- Yes.

You go left and I'll go right, okay?

Goddamn it.

Fuck.

Goddamn it!

He's so smart.

Quiet, Ozan, or I'll take it out on you.

Jeez. Calm down.

ISTANBUL

I almost got him. Almost got him!

How am I gonna...

- This was our last chance.
- No.

- I can't give up.
- "No"?

I can't give up when I'm so close, Ozan.

You know the Chief.

He said it's final. You think he'll budge?

I can't tell you to defy orders, okay?

But I've made up my mind.

- I'll do it alone if I must.
- Alin, this is about your career.

I don't care.

What do you mean…

- Where are you going?
- To a party.

You don't have to know every detail
from now on, given the situation.

Do you really think
I'd leave you in the lurch?

You pain in the ass.

Go, get dressed.

Jeez.

Who's that guy?

Faysal Varlı.

Supposedly a businessman,
but a complete scumbag.

Why are we here, then?

I'm buying his companies.

Cheers.

Good evening, everyone! Good evening!

Mr. Güney!

Mr. Güney!

Come here!

Tomorrow's the big day.

We'll sign off on things.

I'm extremely satisfied by our agreement.

I mean, I hope there'll be more.

I'm so happy to be working with
young and daring people like yourself.

Let me introduce you.

Alin Başar.

Pleased to meet you, miss.

What do you do?

I run an art gallery in Paris.

You know,
I have a very important collection

containing rare works of art.

Each of them is worth a fortune.

Would you like to see them?

We'd love to.

You're interested in art too, right?

I heard that about you.

Let's go, then.

Let's see who's put more money into art,

Mr. Güney.

Please.

The security system you're seeing,

I might have spent more on it
than the actual artworks.

Even banks don't have it.

There are 78 cameras with motion sensors.

So there's not a single blind spot.

This door is Swiss-made,
made of titanium and 12 inches thick.

Goes into lockdown when forced.

And the only way in is to get through
the voice and face sensors you see here.

And I'm the only one who can do that.

What do you think? Cool, no?

- Sapphire.
- Sapphire.

- Red.
- Red.

- Smoke.
- Smoke.

So, now you know the magic words too.

So we must kill you.

I love this joke and tell it to everyone.
Open the door.

Don't worry. The words change daily.

And even if you knew them,
they wouldn't work without my voice.

Please.

These here, they haven't even been priced.

And this is my art consultant conning me.

But that's a Wassily Kandinsky.

Whatever.

What is it even about?

Just some randomly drawn lines.

All stolen.

I wasn't thinking.
I paid a fortune for it.

My ten-year-old son can draw much better.

Well…

We're robbing Faysal Varlı.

I almost choked, boss.
Surely you're joking?

I'm not, Ömer. For real.

Vera, say something.

This isn't like robbing a museum.

He'll kill us if we get caught.

I understand, Ömer,
but he's not going to listen to me.

Vera's right. Now…

I admit this isn't like
the other places we've robbed.

So many security points to get through.

But it's not impossible.

Okay.

Perfect. So it's not impossible.

There's no such thing
as impossible at any rate, Ömer.

Not if you plan well

and want it badly enough.

Now, let me tell you
about the security system.

I'm positive he'll steal that painting.

And I'll catch him this time,
no matter what.

I don't know. Sounds like it's impossible
to get through that security.

Will he risk that?

He will. I'm sure of it.

But I don't know when he'll do it.

He's hosting another small party
this weekend.

We'll do it that night.

Ömer, first thing is for you
to break into the dry cleaner's tonight.

The security uniforms
are dry-cleaned every three days.

We'll put body cameras on all of them.

I'll go in as usual
and fix up the camera footage.

The painting room

is behind a 12-inch-thick
titanium door with biometric security.

You can't get in with a code, or hack it.

Only works
with face and voice recognition.

- Faysal's face and voice, of course.
- And how do we get his face and voice?

Oh, and did I mention
the voice sensor words change daily?

- Coffee.
- Coffee.

- Yellow.
- Yellow.

- Emerald.
- Emerald.

The cameras we'll place will allow us
to hear the randomly chosen words.

More importantly,

we'll have a recording of Faysal's voice.

Does that answer your question?

Kind of, but I'm still stuck on something.

How do we get Faysal's face?

By peeling it off?

Great idea.
Or we make him open the door at gunpoint.

- Excellent!
- Are you guys a bit tense?

No. Why would we be?

You make it sound like a piece of cake.

Exactly!

Have you two never watched
Mission: Impossible?

We have, but that's fiction,
and this is real life.

Real life where technology
and AI are quite advanced.

To get in, we'll use
a 3D hologram of Faysal's face.

I'm sure you've thought about it,
but how do we make the hologram?

We won't, obviously.

A Japanese AI company called Ningen will.

- So you'll go to Japan for this?
- Of course not.

The team's already on it.

They'll analyze Faysal's photo,

a high resolution one
taken off CCTV footage,

and use the 3D facial data.

Maybe I should buy that company.

Anyway.

The same company
has done this in other places

to test the reliability
of face recognition systems.

They were able to trick
every single one except Face ID.

Lastly,

we need to break
the six-digit code in the vault.

And then I'm in.

Piece of cake.

No. Please don't be going there.

Güney, Faysal's coming towards you.
Get out, now.

I'm telling you, Güney.
Faysal's coming. Get out.

- Coffee.
- Coffee.

- Yellow.
- Yellow.

- Emerald.
- Emerald.

Güney, they're about
to reach the vault door.

I said, get out. What are you doing?

Get out, now. What are you doing, Güney?

Just get out.

If you can…

My voice and my face are the only way in.

Goddamn it!

- Coffee.
- Coffee.

Emerald.

Güney, they're coming. Be ready.

What happened?

They're leaving.

I don't know why.

You're a very lucky man.

No such thing as luck.

Let me go!

Let her go!

What's this?

We caught her
trying to climb over the garden wall.

But I know you.

Art gallery in Paris.

I told your guards too,
your vault's getting robbed tonight.

And how do you know this?

I can't share that with you.

Maybe it's you who's trying to rob me?

And you're denying it
because you got caught.

I'm not a thief.

Who are you, really?

Let her go.

Interpol Art Crime Unit.

Wow, you're a cop.

Does Güney know?

Did you two set me up together?

No, Güney has no idea.

I had to get in here somehow,
so I used him.

There's no setup.

We need to go down, to your vault, now.

That's great.

This house is much better protected
than the Louvre, missy.

I told you this before.
Have you forgotten?

No offense,

but anyone who tries to break in here
gets caught like deer, like you.

I think

you're after the stolen artworks I have.

Don't let her go.

What's going on?

Come here, you!

Who is it?

Who is it that's crazy enough
to try to steal what's mine?

- Tell me, or…
- Or what?

Give me a name.

I don't know who it is. Got it?

You don't know who it is,

but you know who they're going to rob.

Are you messing with me, girl?

Good evening. Put the gun down, buddy.

Don't do anything stupid.

Are you okay?

- Let's see the crime scene, Mr. Faysal.
- There isn't one.

What do you mean?

And I didn't call you.

So if you have no search warrant,
please leave my home.

Let's go, Ozan.

Give me the gun.

Find me this guy.

I tried to bust this guy for years
when I was in Narcotics.

He's a scumbag with a finger in every pie.
Drugs, weapons, murder.

He's not someone to mess with, got it?

You're not going near him again.

Okay?

Alin.

I wanted to thank you in person
for your help.

Güney Arat.

- If you hurt him…
- Yes?

That's what I thought.

Alin Başar.

- Welcome, Ms. Alin.
- I'm in a rush.

I'll let you in.

We're here to see Güney Arat.

Sure, I'll let him know.

Güney.

Güney.

I have something important to tell you.

That you're an Interpol agent?

Or that you met me on purpose to bust me?

Which one is it, Alin?

But how?

I knew it all along.

Actually, I made sure you found me.

Why would you do that?

I didn't run from you, Alin.

I got caught in a robbery in Mexico,

and was in some awful prison.

It took me about six months to get out.

But since I couldn't tell anyone,
I held that fake press conference.

I wanted to tell you everything then,
but you were long gone.

Without a trace, no less.

I admit, it wasn't easy to find you.

And all I felt was despair when I did.

Fate would have it
that you worked for Interpol,

and in the Art Crime Unit on top of that.

I couldn't tell you the truth
even if I wanted to.

So I planned this.

You wouldn't give me a chance
if I told you I was a thief.

But if I made sure you were after me,
and fell for me again,

I could have a chance.

Even though you knew I was a thief.

How did you know I'd go after you?

I left some clues
I thought only you would get.

Then I made sure you saw me.

Hey!

Sorry I did it
without your permission, boss,

but Vera got me suspicious too.

I wish I'd been wrong.
She's an Interpol agent, Güney.

And she's after us.

I know.

You also knew
no one would believe me, of course.

Because I left no clues.

I waited for you to come to me,
and you did.

So you've been playing with me
all along, Güney?

Just like you've been playing with me.

Okay, we can talk about that later.

We need to get out of here
immediately, Güney.

Don't worry, he can't hurt me here.

Though he knows that too.

He's trying to intimidate me,
to show me he's after me.

He'll get you sooner or later, you know.

He's much more dangerous than you think.

What would you have me do?

Come to the station.

Why are you laughing?

You're gonna have to arrest me first.

I assure you, I'd do that in a heartbeat
if I had any evidence.

I can take care of myself.

I can't leave you.

Stop grinning.
It's not because I'm in love with you.

I got you involved in this.

Did you tell Faysal who I was?

Don't be absurd. Of course not.
He broke into my room and found out.

Then you must protect me.

Yes, but how?

They'll be on us
as soon as we get out the door.

Then we don't use the door.

- Come with me.
- Güney, this is no joke.

This is not a joke! What are you doing?

- I told you, they're downstairs.
- Come on!

Here's the evidence you wanted.

What on Earth?

You keep all these priceless paintings
in a shed with the key in plain sight?

Güney, at least
don't rub it in my face, please.

I'm not hiding anything from you anymore.

Everything's a game to you, isn't it?

You don't take anything seriously,
not even your life.

What would it matter if I did?

If I were scared and shook like a leaf?

It wouldn't change the past or the future.

So…

I'm savoring it while I have the chance.

Savoring what, Güney?

Being with you.

Why?

Hard to explain it logically.
I can only give you my own reasons.

Okay. I'm listening.

My grandfather.

My mother's dad.

He was a painter.

Hence, my interest in art.
And this house belonged to him.

As a kid, I used to come here
every summer and watch him paint.

He was a great painter.

But he was never appreciated.

Like many great painters.

And he died in sorrow because of it.

That's why you decided to become a thief?

No. It's just one of the reasons.

Remember when we met,

you told me Mona Lisa got the recognition
it deserved after getting stolen.

Modigliani is a terrific painter.

But is every painting of his
a masterpiece?

Not for you, clearly.

No, I'm just asking.

Take Mona Lisa.

The most valuable
and famous painting on Earth.

But it drew attention and
was appreciated only after it was stolen.

It hadn't drawn much attention
until it was stolen,

though it was a da Vinci.

What do you mean?

You're a thief because of me?

Let's say you inspired me.

Back then nothing was enough for me.

Nothing gave me joy.

This might sound snobbish,

but being able to have
anything you want isn't that great.

You poor thing.

So it made you a malcontent.

Exactly.

You don't know what it's like
to not get excited about anything.

First, I took up every dangerous sport
you can imagine. Tried it all.

It was nice in the beginning,
but then it wasn't enough.

I needed something bigger.

Then I met you.

When you said that thing,

I knew it was the excitement I sought.

Come on, Güney.

You can't get out of this
by making me feel guilty or responsible.

Of course you're not the reason.

But we all have a dark side.

Like the dark side that took you over
when you broke into my warehouse.

And this is my dark side.

I'm not perfect.

No one is.

My only solace is that
I haven't hurt anyone.

Okay.

Right.

Now you know everything.

You have evidence too.

What will you do?

- Wow, so sexy.
- You said no one knew about this place.

Get up, Güney!

Won't you answer?

Güney, we need to get out of here, now.

Not until you answer.

Güney, this isn't the time.
Don't be silly. Come with me.

I want them both alive.

You still haven't answered.

Be quiet, Güney. You're being childish.

Alin, you haven't answered.

God, give me patience.

Give me patience, please.

Let's go.

You'll answer when you're done, right?

Shut up, Güney.

Shut up already.

Why didn't you tell me
there was no way out?

Because you didn't let me speak.
You've been dragging me around.

I can't believe you.

What do we do now?

Goddamn it!

I'm listening, Alin.

I know you still love me.

- No, I don't.
- You do.

If you didn't,

you'd answer when I first asked.

I said I don't love you.
What don't you get?

You do. I know it.

I'll deal with you
when she and I are done, Faysal.

Faysal, please. Calm down. Faysal, please.

Because of you,
I'm not gonna be able to hear her answer.

Faysal!

Put your hands up!

- Ozan?
- Take them away.

What on Earth?

Drop the gun.

Faysal.

Thank you for coming.

Say your piece. I don't have much time.

I know you used to be a narc.

I'm sure this info will be useful.

I'll ask for something in return.

Here we go.

I've waited for this for a long time.

- How's it going?
- Hi.

Well, I knew you'd stay with him.

- And you're letting me?
- I mean…

I got what I wanted.

Frankly, I was never interested in a guy

who stole a few things
and didn't harm anyone.

The ball's in your court.

I'll support you no matter what.

And thank you for your help.

- I can't hear you well…
- Never mind.

I'm not turning you in.

What?

I'm not turning you in.

Can't hear you.

I love you.

I know.

Wait. How do we do this?

I mean, you and I.

We'll figure it out.

Subtitle translation by: Bilge Gündüz