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This is Boyabat.

The best rice and the most solid bricks in the country come from here.

But this isn't what I'm going to talk to you about, of course.

Instead, I'm going to tell you the most beautiful love story in all of Boyabat.

And here is our leading lady.

Not her.

Not that one.

Not her either.

Oh, wait. Rewind.

Oh, there she is. Günfer.

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you too.

Sister Günfer, kick it over here.

When you see her like this,

she doesn't seem like a princess from a tale,

but it's not like love always finds princesses.

Sometimes a prince charming from Boyabat comes

and sweeps you off your feet.

Run away! Run.

-Damn your ball! -Run.

We made a big facility for you!

Hey! Brother Emrullah!

My best regards. Menekse Trade. Have a good day!

You too.

Come here now. Sit down.

When Günfer's father passed away,

her uncle, Hamdi, started to run the bakery.

And these tough men are the mafia who are here to collect his gambling debt.

Welcome, niece. Hope everything's okay. Where are you going?

I'm going to Main Street for a job interview.

How nice. I hope it works out this time.

Good luck with it. You can leave if you like.

She's my niece. She's a pastry chef.

Who are these gentlemen?

The gentlemen?

They're from the chamber of bakers. They're here to offer their condolences.

-My condolences. -They're expressing their sympathy.

Thank you so much.

Okay then. Bye.

All right. Goodbye.

You have two days to get the money.

-Only two days. -Two days.

And this is…

Look, this one showed up in a second.

Gökhan, the leading man. He's like the brick of Boyabat, bless him.

He's like a rock!

Here comes the leading man.

And now the threads of destiny are being interwoven.

The leading lady and the leading man

are getting closer to each other and…

They walked past each other. The threads of destiny are not interwoven.

Gosh. It turns out it wasn't meant to be.

Well, we'll see. It'll happen if it is meant to be.

-Günfer. -What are you up to?

Well, the usual, you know. I'm working.

You know me, I work for a living.

What about you?

I'm fine. I'm trying to make it to the job interview.

Gosh. Didn't you hear from your interview the other day?

No. Everyone says, "We'll call you back," like it's arranged.

I don't understand why that happens. It smells fishy though.

Oh, I don't know.

I'm worn to the bone because I've been walking around like a paperboy.

Don't be upset.

You're not just the best pastry chef in Boyabat,

you're the best in this country.

All right, dear, I need to get back to work.

Work won't wait. Kisses.

-Give me a kiss. -Go on.

Oh, you shameful man.

See what this man, Günfer's fiancé, is doing behind her back.

I'm not available. It's closed.

I can't hear you. Open the window.

Sister, I'm telling you, I'm not available.

I can't hear anything. Turn it down.

Sister, I'm not available.

Then what are you waiting here for? I need to get to a job interview.

Close it. My customer's coming now. I'm waiting for him. Find another taxi.

Damn you and your customer.

I hope all four of your tires burst on the way.

Take it back, girl.

You're talking so sweetly.

What the hell? Who are you?

The customer you were damning.

I thought he was lying because he didn't want a short fare.

That's why I was talking like that. I'm sorry, mister.

-God give me patience. -Where are you going?

What's it to you?

I'll drop you off if it's on our way.

No way, mister. I am engaged.

-So? -So why would I do that?

I won't get in the same car with you. I am engaged after all.

What are you all about? Are you in a gang? Gosh.

So destiny hasn't interwoven its threads again.

How will this work out? Did we pick the wrong girl who was downtown?

Oh, Mom. What are you doing at this hour of the morning?

What? I'm doing your chores.

This isn't a room, it's a flea market.

Mom, it's 5:00 in the morning. Did you dream about my laundry?

I don't get what kind of girl you are.

How many times have I told you? Put your laundry in the laundry basket.

Girls are supposed to be a little bit tidy.

-Hello. -Good morning, friend!

Good morning. I got up early in the morning

and brought the most beautiful fish to the store.

You wouldn't call them fish, you'd think they were Sibel Can.

The most beautiful ones at the market.

You called me this early to make that joke?

Hello, Gökhan. Haven't you gotten out of bed yet?

Okay. See you.

All right, stop here. This part is important.

This woman is Neriman, our leading man's mother.

God forbid Neriman.

Oh, is that boy crazy? How dare he!

How dare he do this!

This is my late father-in-law's house. I came to this house as a bride.

He opened up a night club in his grandfather's house.

Sevim, where is that rascal? He's brought such shame on me!

I'm coming.

Mom!

What are you doing behind my back?

What state is this house in?

You opened a night club in your grandpa's heirloom?

Not a night club. This is a hotel and restaurant, Mom.

I'll wait for you downstairs. Bring my bag too.

Where did you come from?

Move aside! I'll be late to the bakery.

What are you going to do at the bakery? Where is your duck-butt uncle?

He's lost! Where else would he be?

He hasn't been to the bakery for days. Mustafa told me.

Ugly man! If he was good for anything, we would already know about it!

The way things are going, the customers will stop visiting.

It's an heirloom from my father. My dear father.

I need to take care of it.

Are you leaving on an empty stomach? No way. Go and grab a bite. Come on.

Mom, why are you insisting?

I'll eat from the rooster's feed box, honey.

Are you taking a jab at me? Look here! I'll rip you to bits!

The brick factory, rice fields, construction. Who are they for?

Am I supposed to run them forever?

If you want to do something for yourself, start a family first.

We're back on the same subject again. Why are you forcing me to get married?

Why don't you get married?

My son is opening a nightclub while I'm expecting grandchildren.

Bismillah.

Good morning, dear Father.

THE CUSTOMER COMES FIRST

I know that fate will bring someone into my life

instead of the girls you try to force on me.

There's no one you like. You go and find sluts!

Gosh. So what, Mom?

-Besides, none of them were sluts. -Don't interrupt me!

Romance is dead, son, it is dead. Don't look for true love.

Tell me what you want and I'll arrange something for you.

No way! What? That's like looking for a house on the Internet!

So what will happen?

I can't rot here while you look for true love.

-Get up and get ready, we're going. -Where?

To Boyabat. You'll marry Büsra, the Karamans' daughter.

Come on, get up now.

Mom, which Büsra are you talking about? I have things to do.

What things?

Like it or not, I will take care of my restaurant.

Please, let me stand on my own two feet for once!

Your own feet you say?

Sevim, cancel all of the joint accounts and the credit cards.

And have them put an annotation on all the joint title deeds.

It's a joke. This is a joke.

Mom, you won't punish me like I'm a teenager, right?

Cancel all of my power of attorney to buy, sell, mortgage, all of them.

This nightclub is going to be emptied today.

No way. No. Let's keep this place at least.

I've spent a lot of money on this place.

-What are you doing? -Did you ask me?

I've put a lot of effort into this place.

I have loads of reservations. I'll go bankrupt, I'd be devastated.

I'm begging you. Please.

You'll either marry Büsra or I'll bury you in this nightclub.

I won't get married.

Sevim, start the process. Empty this place first.

Yes, ma'am.

Wait! Wait, okay.

I accept. I'll meet Büsra, but I won't get married right away.

-What is that? -Go see her. Leave the rest to me.

And tell Riza to go and look for a burial place for himself.

Now that he is back, I'll have Sevim shoot him.

And right in the forehead!

"And right in the forehead!"

You beast.

Thank you.

Hey! Ender!

Ender?

-Peace be upon you, brother. -Peace be upon you too.

Günfer.

What are you doing here?

I'm working.

I'm going to Sinop for a couple of days, that's what I was preparing for.

Weren't you on leave?

I was, but the hotel is having new furniture made,

and Miss Ayten asked me to watch over the people making it, so…

Gosh, that Ayten.

Isn't there someone else who can do it? I'm annoyed with her.

Well, you're right.

But it makes you happy during these hard times.

There aren't a lot of jobs around.

What can I say? I can't say, "Miss Ayten, I'm not working today."

You can't say that, of course. But we can't see each other.

You're right. Let's go out.

I've missed you, Günfer. Let me kiss you, girl.

What the hell are you doing? We're in the middle of town.

I'm not doing anything, I'm kissing my fiancée.

No way. Give me a call and we'll meet up.

Oh, let's not kiss, let's just meet up from a distance.

"Don't kiss me here, don't kiss me there." Where should I kiss you?

-Call me. -Yes, I'll call. Bye.

I'm late.

Never mind, Mustafa. I got some of it done.

What was that about?

Well, that's who he is, the storm of Boyabat.

Oh, God. You know I wouldn't be late.

What can you do? You're the only one carrying the load now.

If it was up to your uncle, this shop would go bankrupt today.

I won't let my father's heirloom go bankrupt so easily.

Oh, you won't let that happen. Like it's up to you.

Let me tell you this, the wholesaler won't give us products from now on.

Besides, I don't get it.

He doesn't help with anything,

but he comes and collects the money in the evening.

I know, I'll take care of it, don't worry.

Look. Does it look okay?

There's flour there.

Your uncle's daughter will definitely kill me.

I'll be killed by random bullets, Gökhan.

Not by random bullets. She'll shoot you in the forehead.

I came back because of you. I was okay, I threw them off the trail.

What will become of the store?

-Will the store be gone? -Just sit down. Sit down.

We have a way out.

My mother will get off our backs if I marry Büsra,

the Karamans' daughter.

We can save the store too, I guess. I don't know.

You're definitely getting married.

-All right! -You'll have a rush wedding!

We can't lose the store, bro. It's all we have.

Okay. I'll deal with it. Okay.

WORK EXPERIENCE: NONE

Miss Günfer, you left the question about your previous work experience blank.

-Don't you have work experience? -I do.

I have work experience. I worked at my father's bakery.

What kind of bakery? A pastry place?

No, it's a bread bakery, but let me tell you this.

When my dead father, bless him, saw that I was very skilled at making pastry,

he turned a part of our bakery into a pastry place for me.

All right. We'll call you back.

You're laughing at it. Is there something funny in the CV?

There's nothing in the CV.

It's completely blank. That's what I'm laughing at.

Mr. Askin, it's blank, I'm aware, but I don't want to blow my own trumpet.

I could write a book on this if need be. I'm not daft. I'm a pastry chef.

Okay. Don't get angry.

But, Miss Günfer, this is a man's job.

Brother, can't women make cakes?

Is there a rule that says only men can do it?

Look, Miss Günfer, do you know how many layered wedding cakes

we make each day?

Do you think it's easy to carry them? My dear, get married.

Get married and let other people carry your wedding cake.

Go look for love instead of working in the kitchen.

Okay then. I'll get married, have kids and…

Brother! Are you a love doctor?

Did I ask for love advice?

"Do you know how many layered cakes we make each day?"

I don't know. Drop it!

If you're looking for someone to carry cakes, call a porter!

Are you mad?

Get lost!

Günfer! Girl!

Hello, dear. How are you, honey?

I'm fine. Thank you, Nazli. How are you? What are you doing here?

I just came from a job interview at the hotel, but the salary is too low.

I mean, people have gotten strange.

They're looking for someone who'll work for a dime.

Nazli, we'll work, we'll work, but where is the job?

No way, honey. They're looking for a pastry chef

and they're paying a salary of 2,500 Turkish lira.

It pays 2,500 Turkish lira?

Yes, 2,500. They've gone mad, right?

Yes. Where is this job?

At the Mentes Hotel.

The Mentes Hotel that we have here?

Yes, the Mentes Hotel that we have here.

So am I supposed to leave my nice job at the ravioli place

and start working there for 2,500 Turkish lira?

There's no way that's gonna happen, honey.

Anyway, see you later, okay, dear? Give me a call, honey.

Okay, honey, I will.

See you.

My ass. She doesn't like 2,500 Turkish lira.

Who are you? Ravioli girl. What does she know about pastry?

-Hello. -Ender.

Günfer.

What are you doing?

What am I doing? I'm working.

Okay, good for you.

What's that sound?

I just had dessert, so my mouth is sticky. What happened?

I'm offended.

They are looking for kitchen staff at your hotel.

Why didn't you tell me?

Honey, how would I know they are looking for someone?

Don't disturb me for things like this in the middle of my work hours.

By the way, I've been held up in Sinop. I'll be here till the weekend.

Kisses.

What the hell? Everyone's acting cool!

You'd think he's the manager of a five-star hotel.

Idiot.

What did she say?

What did she say? She said hello. She asked me to kiss you for her. Shall I?

Kiss me then.

Tayfun, pull over. Let's buy some flowers.

Mr. Tayfun, would this be appropriate for Miss Büsra?

There's a flower shop on our way. Let's buy something from there.

These are flowers as well. What difference does it make?

No way! Go and pick flowers at the park then!

Hello. Miss Sevim, we're buying flowers now.

It'll work out this time, God willing. And if we can talk about my payment--

Hello?

She hangs up the second I mention money!

What am I going to say now?

Should I say, "I heard you were hiring, so here I am"?

Oh, my dear.

What are you doing?

Miss Ayten, please.

Shame on you! May God damn you! You duck-butt.

Ender!

Whoa!

Hey!

Brother, can you follow the car ahead?

Oh, God! You again?

You again? What's going on? I don't get it.

Are there no other taxi drivers in town? Come on, drive. Follow that car.

There are drivers, sister, but I always get the mad customers.

Watch your language! Drive! Come on! Don't talk crazy! Come on, drive!

I can't go anywhere. I've got a customer, I'm waiting for him.

Isn't this car empty? Am I not a customer? I'm telling you to drive.

Oh, God!

Oh, God. Is it you again?

Yes. "Oh, God. Is it you again?" Yes, it's me again! Me!

Mister, I'm sorry, I'm kindly asking you. I need to follow the car ahead.

It's very urgent. It really is.

It's always very urgent with you!

Am I lying, brother? I'm telling you it's urgent!

Okay, this is a ridiculous coincidence, I'm aware of that.

But, please, can we follow the car ahead?

No way, miss. Aren't you engaged?

Yes, I was engaged. Yes!

And my duck-butt fiancé is cheating on me in the car ahead.

I'll fuck their lives up! I'll fuck them up!

-Drive on! Come on, step on the gas! -Tayfun, follow the car.

Hello. Hello, Auntie. The meeting didn't happen.

What do you mean? Has that boy gone mad?

I don't know. He came to the hotel and then drove off with another girl.

-What? Where's he going? -I don't know.

-Who is the girl? -I don't know her.

My girl, you don't know shit.

So he stood Büsra up. I know what I'll do to him.

He's a man after all. You're all the same.

I hope you get strangled by your waistband!

-God forbid. Miss-- -Fuck off!

Oh, sorry. Oh, what am I doing?

I'm sorry. I was talking to myself.

Well, we heard everything while you were talking to yourself.

Drive your car, Tayfun.

Go to the bottom of hell! Asshole.

Did you say that to me?

What did I do? What am I doing? I've lost it. I've let myself go.

Am I saying everything I feel like saying out loud?

It's okay. Relax.

Where are they going? Where are we gonna follow them to? I don't get it.

I don't know. Let's just follow them. Please.

Why don't you just drive, Tayfun?

What's she doing? Is she hugging him?

Oh, sister, she's been on him ever since we started driving.

She's like a leech.

What?

She's making him eat a cucumber. She's crazy!

-What? -Cucumber.

She's making him eat a cucumber.

Gosh.

May your mouth come off. May your tongue get twisted. Idiot!

Oh, I'll drown them!

Stop, try to calm down.

How can I calm down? Can't you see them?

No. I thought we'd catch them in the act.

What act? What do I have to wait for them to do?

Let me go. You animal.

Ender!

Come! Come here!

What are you doing? I'm drowning!

She's drowning. The woman's drowning!

Is there anyone who can help? Wait, let me help then.

Let me help!

-Hang onto me! -Help!

Hang onto me!

God damn you! Come here!

Don't damn me or it'll find me, please.

I'm damning you. God damn you!

God forbid. What are you doing?

How many times have I begged you to take me to Hamsilos Bay?

What are you doing?

Honey, if you want to come to Hamsilos, look, we're already here.

We have our picnic basket and things there. Go take care of them.

And, Miss Ayten, get the cold things out of the car.

You're still shamelessly trying to fool me!

And you! Going after a sick dream despite your age!

You coffin dodger!

What are you talking about? Coffin dodger!

The baker's daughter. Look at yourself.

Coffin dodger!

-Ender! -Shut up, Miss Ayten!

What are you saying? Please!

Miss Günfer is my fiancée.

There's your fiancée.

She isn't anymore.

Why did you throw the ring?

Do you know how much that cost? The ring is gone.

Let God deal with them.

Let's go back before it gets more unpleasant.

Günfer. Who is this man?

Brother, you've already sunk deep enough. Don't sink any deeper, eh?

Shut up! Don't open your mouth.

Günfer, who is this rascal?

Throwing the ring, giving me attitude. Was it all for this man?

-What a shame. -Shut up!

-Don't talk! -Shut up!

Am I a cuckold?

Wow! You come here with a man I don't know,

followed me, busted me.

What's going on?

Brother, come to your senses now.

Don't talk. It'll be your turn next. Wait.

I guess I left you alone for too long, eh?

Two minutes! The moment you left me, you're with a man, a stranger,

and now you're going around with him.

Shame on you!

Ender!

Who hit me? Tell me, I won't get angry.

I feel dizzy, Günfer.

I'm sorry, but he was too much.

Bless your hands.

-Ender! -"Ender!"

Ender, my dear.

Hey, wasn't I talking to you?

-Ender, are you okay? -The ring is gone.

The ring, for God's sake.

I hope nothing's wrong, brother.

The owner of the building asked us to empty the place.

Mr. Gökhan is the owner of the building.

Why would he evict himself? He's not a tenant after all, right?

Brother, we don't care. These are the instructions we were given.

If you have a problem, talk to Miss Neriman. Move aside.

Guys, evacuate. Empty the building.

Wait. Stop!

Wait a second. Gosh, guys.

I can't see where the hell Gökhan is.

He isn't here, but Riza is searching everywhere with his phone in his hand.

He'll find out eventually, Aunt.

Everything is going.

There won't even be a single salt shaker left.

If Gökhan comes and resists, tell the man to beat him up.

Excuse me. Work's calling.

Hello!

Gökhan! Where the hell are you? I've called you so many times!

My phone was on silent. What happened?

We're done, partner. We're done.

Your mother's ruined all our work.

She's thrown us out like trash!

No way! How could she have found everything out so fast?

Bro, what did you do? What did you do?

They're taking the tables, the chairs, everything, partner.

I understand what happened. Don't do anything until I get there.

Okay. Guys, slow down.

Take them down carefully at least.

I've caused you trouble.

This is the place where we earn our living.

The baker's daughter, I get it now.

It's an heirloom from my father.

Is that so? Who runs it?

I do. Until I find a job, I'll make bread.

What do you mean? Do you make bread?

I mean, I'm a pastry chef myself, but my dad would make bread.

Wait a second.

Did you say you were a pastry chef?

Do you have any restaurant experience?

No, brother. I haven't.

-Sorry. I'm sorry. -Did I say something wrong?

No. It's okay. Have a good evening. They're expecting me at home.

Of course. By the way, we haven't met.

-I'm Gökhan. -Günfer.

Nice to meet you. Have a good evening.

GAS OIL

What's this? What are you doing?

And where everyone can see, like a loose woman.

Don't do it. What's wrong with you?

Anyway, it's not like I'll see him again.

We've run into each other twice,

and it will happen a third time if it's meant to be.

Maybe it'll happen. I don't think so.

I wonder if I'm making things up in my head

because of the anger from the betrayal.

Oh, if my mom saw me now, she'd definitely cut me up.

How could she see me now? Oh, God.

I'm not depressed thanks to Gökhan.

I'm glad I didn't. What will I do? Oh, God.

Being cheated on is a bad thing. What if I cut Ender up?

Oh, no, why would I bother with that?

People shouldn't do those kind of things to one another.

What the hell are you doing? What's this about?

Brother, why do you keep coming here? I'm not running away.

I know about the debt. I'll pay you back!

You prick.

This is a gambling debt. Think long and hard.

Look, if you don't pay, we'll take the bakery.

Wait a second.

You said these men were from the chamber of bakers.

They are from the chamber of bakers, of course.

It's all because of him! Your father. He didn't pay!

The bills have piled up! I'm paying for them!

Is that what I'm asking you? I'm asking you who these men are!

Who are these rascals?

Sister, you're being rude, calling us rascals and all.

We came here to collect what is owed to us.

Why did you come here? Don't you have things to do? Come on, go.

This is my father's bakery. I'll come whenever I want to.

Brother, you'll get your money from whoever owes you.

Stay away from my store.

I don't care if you take him, throw him out, kill him.

Do whatever you want.

That's not how these things work though. You either pay us or we take the place.

Guys, I'm telling you to get the hell out of my bakery.

Get your ass out of here! Come back if you dare! Fuck off!

Don't worry, we'll be back.

Yes, come back if you dare.

-Guys. -Go on!

How can you talk to those men like that? They're the mafia!

They kill people!

Get out of here or I'll kill you.

What the hell are you doing? The store owners will--

Go to your store owners. Get out of here.

What kind of a daughter is this?

I'd beat you up if you were a man, but you're a girl. I can't do anything.

-Out! -I'll buy tomatoes too.

Prepare the tray.

I'll bring ground meat too.

Old fucker.

Why don't you just marry that girl? You didn't even go to see her, right?

Calm down, Riza. Okay.

Oh, God, he says, "Okay." What are we going to do, bro?

Look, they took everything. We've got nothing left!

-Riza. -Yes?

We'll take the store to Boyabat. We'll make a new start there.

What? Bro, have you lost your mind?

Miss Neriman traveled 80 kilometers to ruin us.

Now you want to move to her backyard?

We have no other choice. She froze all of my accounts.

And there's an annotation on all the joint properties.

She's obsessed! She gives me no respite.

How will we do this, Gökhan?

Where will we open the store? Where will we build it?

Will we go and open up a country club in a castle on a hill?

No. There is a store in the most beautiful area of Boyabat,

and the deed belongs to me and only me.

It was left to me by my grandfather. We'll open the store there.

Look.

Brother, why would your mother let us open a store in Boyabat?

Have you gone mad?

My mother doesn't know about the store.

Don't worry. We'll move there and pick up from where we left off.

My uncle got us into trouble with the mafia.

They want the bakery in return for his debt.

What? May God damn that Hamdi. Look at the situation he's got us in!

Oh, my heart's pounding, Günfer.

Mom, I've got enough trouble. Keep a hold of yourself.

Okay, fine. Come on, eat your dinner.

Look, come home early tomorrow evening.

Your mother-in-law has invited us to dinner.

What? I don't want to go.

I don't have a mother-in-law. It's over.

What do you mean? I'll kill you.

It's over. We broke up.

You broke up? What does that mean?

Girl, we'll be disgraced before everyone.

Let us be. I don't care. I don't want him.

I threw the ring at his head. It's over. Okay?

You threw the ring? How can you throw the ring?

You drive me crazy.

Gosh! I don't want it. You insisted I get engaged and I did.

It's not working. Gosh. Are we gonna eat or what?

-Oh, God. -What the hell's going on?

What's going on here?

Oh, sister!

Sister!

Where did you come from? Why didn't you let us know?

-Welcome, my child. -Mom.

Oh, my dear. Welcome. I'm offended that you didn't let us know.

Where is my Mehmet?

I thought the raid belonged to the raiders, so I came alone this time.

I'm glad you did. Come on.

Come, girl, come on.

Come, girl.

What's with all this luggage?

You've brought loads of luggage, as if you're not going back.

-It's my mom. -I'm not here.

-Yes, Mom? -My stupid son.

How can you stand the daughter

of the wealthiest family in Boyabat, after us, up?

Are you crazy, son? Her father called, I felt so disgraced.

Something urgent came up and I couldn't go, Mom. What could I do?

What is more urgent than this?

What difference would it have made?

She's no different from the girls you've tried to set me up with before.

One was stupid, one was ugly, and the other one was crazy.

No more games.

You'll get your own bride-to-be in a week, okay?

-A week? -I've said what I had to say.

If you don't find a bride, I'll disown you.

You'll be left on your own like a street dog.

I swear I'll do it, I'm telling you.

Mom, enough!

Don't interfere with my life anymore. Let me live in peace.

Fuck your life.

You'll find that girl or else I'll make your life miserable.

She'll make my life miserable. What else can you do?

Partner, this new store may need repairs and everything.

How will we find the money?

We'll deal with it somehow, partner.

I guess I have a say in this city as much as my mother does.

I guess so.

Good morning.

Good morning, sister. Good health to you.

Thank you, my dear.

My child, why don't you dry your hair? You'll get sick.

I'll do it, Mom. Am I a child? I came to help you.

Drop the help and everything. Why did you come out of the blue? Tell me.

Mom…

Mehmet and I are getting a divorce.

I'll kill you.

Getting a divorce? What do you mean?

What is it? Are you driving me crazy?

One throws away a ring and the other is getting a divorce.

What kind of black destiny do I have?

I have two daughters, but I've never benefited from you.

Okay, don't exaggerate.

Shut up or I'll beat you up. You disgrace me.

Our friends and relatives will talk about us.

I'm sick of it, Mom. I'm sick of his drinking, gambling!

Creditors pound at the door every day.

He's up to his ears in debt.

I'm sorry, but I can't put up with it

just because other people will think it's shameful.

May God damn him! What did I tell you?

I said he wouldn't make a good husband.

I said that prick wouldn't make a good husband.

And what did you do?

If you don't listen to your mother, this is what you get. No more husband.

Mom, why don't you beat your knees and--

Shut up, girl! Don't jump in.

Oh, it's here. It's really here.

Are you sure?

It's here. This time, it's here. Oh, my heart.

-Mom! What's "here"? -It's here.

-She's having a panic attack. -What's that, girl?

Girl, that's our new problem.

She's been under a lot of stress since last night.

Maybe she's having it for real this time.

-Oh, it's really here. -Mom! Lie down this way.

-Don't shout. Am I deaf? -Sister, can you…

-What? -Bring her pills. They're by her bed.

-Okay. -Mom!

-It's really here. -Is it?

-It is! -What's happening?

-It's strangling me. -Okay. There, there.

-My heart is here. -Okay, wait. Your pill is here.

Open your mouth. Open. Have you swallowed?

Why don't we call an ambulance?

It's fine. Come, lie down.

-Come, put your head down. -Mom.

It's okay, she's fine. You don't know what we've been through.

She put our father through a lot too.

We go to the doctor's, to the emergency room and everything,

and the doctor says she's fine and she's only doing it for attention.

He told me to slap her in the face and she'd be fine.

Are you crazy? We're going to beat our mother up?

We won't, but we can, I don't know. Maybe.

It's an alternative treatment. Mom!

We're in front of the ZeyBank now.

I'm waiting here and he went in.

Okay, I see. Keep your eyes peeled.

Yes, Miss Sevim.

-Where is he? -They're at the bank.

Call the manager for me.

I'd like to take out a 300,000 Turkish lira loan.

Mr. Gökhan, are you joking? What loan are you talking about?

Why would I be joking?

Mr. Gökhan, you've got five million in your account right now.

Unfortunately, you are mistaken.

My mother froze them all and canceled all my cards.

I'm surprised. I'm really so surprised.

I'm transferring 300,000 to your account right away.

Not to my account. I'd like it in cash, please.

As you wish, sir.

Miss Yeliz, can you come here, please?

Yes, sir?

Please prepare 300,000 Turkish lira for Mr. Gökhan.

Get it ready for when we finish our tea.

Of course, sir. Right away.

She'll get it done right away.

-Yes? -Hello.

Hello, sir. Miss Neriman would like to talk to you.

-Yes, ma'am. -Hello, manager.

My son is with you.

Make sure he doesn't know you're talking to me.

He'll ask for a loan.

Yes, ma'am.

You'll send him away without giving him a dime right now.

If you give him the money, I'll close all my accounts, understand?

Yes, ma'am. Yes.

Good. Send him away without the money now.

Of course, don't worry, Miss Suzan.

I'll take care of it.

See you later. Goodbye. Best regards.

-The money is ready, sir. -It isn't.

It isn't. Out.

-Get out. Out. It isn't. -Okay.

Mr. Gökhan, there's a huge payment today, so unfortunately--

What does that mean?

Mr. Gökhan, I forgot to mention it to you.

It turns out we don't have that amount in our safe right now.

-We don't. -Okay.

I understand, don't waste your breath.

My mom should call you again soon so she can give you your bone.

Have a good day.

What do you mean?

Drink your tea at least. Mr. Gökhan!

What are you doing?

Has Mom fallen asleep?

-She has. -Oh, good.

She calms down once she's taken her pill,

but she'll wake up soon and start doing our heads in.

Oh, God. What a bad thing this panic attack is.

Yeah.

What are you applying?

Cream. It lifts your skin. I brought it from Germany.

Here, use it under your eyes.

I have my cream.

I apply it here,

but you need to make sure the skin absorbs it.

It's good for the wrinkles around the eyes.

Oh, really?

Girl, are you out of your mind? This is hemorrhoid cream.

-What the hell? -See?

You don't put on your eyes what is supposed to be put on your ass.

Oh, my God. Now I can tell why you ended up a spinster.

It's for eyes or for ass. It's good for me. It's a cream after all.

Never mind the cream.

Sister, what are you going to do?

Will you divorce your husband? You were so in love with him.

May the devil take him. There's no more love left in me.

Never mind that.

Tell me, why did you call off the engagement?

He cheated on me with his boss.

What? Prick! With the looks of him?

Yes, with those looks.

He lacks character. You know what? It's good it happened.

He wouldn't make a good husband. God saved you.

You say so, but I'm a 30 year-old spinster now.

I missed the last train.

Oh, what's wrong with your age?

Dear sister, I've gone beyond the marriage age limit of Boyabat,

and now I'm forcing the limits of the country.

It's not about age or anything, girl.

Have I been wasting my breath?

If you don't look after yourself, you'll be crying a lot.

What have I been telling you?

I've been telling you to be a bit feminine, put on some makeup,

mind what you wear, and go to the hairdressers.

It bores me to death.

Besides, one should know herself. You are what you are.

You know what you really are and won't ask for more.

Whatever you have in your hands, you'll work with them.

That's it. Oh, I'm late. I'll go to the bakery.

I want to sell this watch.

This is a very valuable watch. Are you sure you want to sell it?

I don't want to sell but I have to. How much would it get?

About 15 to 20.

Fifteen to 20?

Come on, brother, it makes at least 30. I bought it for 40.

Well, you can't sell it for its original price.

Okay. What's your last offer? How much can you give?

How can you run out of bread at this hour?

Okay, everybody. Just wait, for God's sake.

I can't cook and sell bread at the same time.

These are the last breads. We've ran out of it.

I'm here. Mustafa, I'm here.

Where have you been?

All right, you can leave now. It'll be ready in an hour.

Come on, bro, in an hour.

Thanks. Thank you.

In an hour! Come on! We're sorry.

I've made it, Mustafa.

Hamdi didn't come again so I've been on my own.

He won't come. I fired him. It's you and I now.

-How did you fire him? -I fired him.

Find out where Gökhan took the stuff in the club to.

Yes, Aunt.

Let's stop him before he opens up another night club.

We take care of his outdoor activities with the taxi driver,

but we also need someone inside.

Don't worry, I'm taking care of it.

Okay, dear.

You can leave, Tayfun. I'll give you a call if I need you.

Okay, Mr. Gökhan.

Yes, sir. Show-off!

If you want to use me as your official driver,

why don't you get me insurance, a brand new car,

travel allowance, and a bonus?

But, no! He can't be bothered.

Where the hell is he going?

Why are you rocking your head like that? Are you making fun of me? Idiot.

Partner! Come in.

What about the money?

I've been able to find 35,000 for now.

Good. We should be grateful for this.

How will you take care of the rest?

I don't know, Riza. We'll think of something.

All right. Here are the papers you need to sign. Sign them.

And, as you know, we don't have a pastry cook.

We don't even have shirts on our backs, never mind the pastry cook.

-Why are you shouting at me, man? -I'm not shouting at you.

Where are the workers?

They'll come once we give their advance payment.

-Their advance payment? Fine. -Yes.

Bismillah.

Good day to you, my girl.

How dare you come here?

For the 100,000.

I owe 100,000. How will I pay this debt?

Those men will kill me if I don't.

If I sell my share in this place, it wouldn't clear the debt either.

What do you think you're selling? And to whom?

Don't I own half of this place?

Am I supposed to clear your gambling debt with it?

You are right, my girl.

I didn't want this to happen, but what can I do?

I couldn't throw the right dice.

Listen, these men aren't joking.

They'll take the place soon. They're the mafia.

You'll bring trouble on yourself. Trouble!

I'm not bringing trouble on myself. You brought trouble on yourself!

Get the fuck out of here. I don't care about your debt. Go!

Watch your language!

Mind your manners when talking to your uncle!

I own half of this place! I want my money.

Give me my money, and I'll go.

What money are you talking about?

My deceased father got cancer because of you.

How many times did he pay off your gambling debt?

Once.

-Get the hell out of here! -Are you crazy?

Mind your manners with your uncle!

Give me 100,000. I'll pay them and be done with it.

-Get out! -Stop. God damn you!

-Why are you hitting me? -Out!

Stop!

Stop! Fuck your lynch culture!

Go away!

Insufficient.

This isn't what we're looking for. We're sorry.

Thank you for coming. We'll call you back.

Thank you. This way. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Partner, what on earth are we looking for?

Look at this.

This may be good for the pastry shops in the neighborhood,

but they aren't good enough for this restaurant.

I'm sorry, but I'd like to remind you that we're in Boyabat.

What are we looking for in a pastry cook?

Riza. Brother.

Look, our pastry cook should have their own unique recipes.

We'll make the breads that we'll present in our restaurant.

It'll be our special thing.

How are you, Günfer?

What's up? What brought you here?

Are you alone?

I am, I am.

I have good news for you.

I ran into a friend of mine.

They're opening a very luxurious restaurant in Boyabat.

-What is it to me? -What do you mean?

You told me last night you wanted to work as a pastry cook.

He told me they were looking for a pastry cook,

and I asked him to get an appointment for you.

You need to get ready right away. Makeup, hair and all.

Sister, am I a model? I'm a pastry cook.

Besides, they are supposed to like my cakes, not me.

Anyway, forget what I said.

Being a pastry cook is a dream for me. I'll run the bakery.

I need it for a month, Mithat.

I'll come in one month, and pay what I owe you.

Bro, I'm in a tight spot too. It's the tax month.

Come on, Mithat. Tax debt wouldn't put you in a tight spot.

I'm sorry, bro. Your mother--

That's it! Why are you coming up with excuses?

Aren't you my friend?

Just say, "Your mother asked me not to give you money."

Now I know who my friends are.

-I'm sorry. -Yeah, of course.

My dear father. The path you know is the best path.

You always told me to do what makes me happy.

And that's what I did.

I opened my grandfather's mansion in Sinop, and Mom raided the place.

She gave the orders.

Mom doesn't get it.

You'll see. I'll open that restaurant despite her.

You'll see.

No way! Why are you here?

I'll cut your breath. Are you complaining about me to your father?

The fuck you'll open it! Where's this store?

Where the hell is this store?

It's a place where you don't have the title deed. Don't worry.

I'll bury you here.

You can't open a chicken coop in Boyabat without my permission,

let alone a store or a night club.

Bring it on. I'll open that restaurant.

Okay.

Look, I told you.

Find a nice, honest girl to settle down with, within a week.

and I'll let you do anything you want.

But if you don't bring me that bride,

I'll go and fire at that night club even if you open it in hell.

How am I supposed to find a girl to marry in a week?

Are you crazy or what?

I have half a mind to go find a Russian girl and bring her as a bride.

Girl, what is it? Why do you look sad?

Well, I'm not running out of troubles, sister.

I have a question.

You said they were looking for a pastry cook.

Do you think they've found someone?

I'll ask, but what made you change your mind?

No. I didn't change my mind. Why would I?

Well, I have a dream. I'll manage them both if need be.

I'll keep the bakery and make my cakes.

I'll do it. I can do it. I'll work hard, make money.

I need to make money.

Yes. But you can't go like that.

I need to get an appointment and get you ready.

We should both look very good before those men.

Why? Will you come too?

Yes. You've been to many job interviews,

and none of them had a positive outcome.

It means the problem is with you, dear.

Let's go together, and you'll see how we'll fix this.

Come on, make your cake now.

And then take a shower, get ready.

Be a woman a little bit, a woman.

Sister! Come on, we're late!

Mom, enough. Everything's fine.

If you pray any longer, I won't have a job to pray for.

Why don't you send your prayers after us?

Shall I throw this slipper at you after you leave?

That way, God will give you a clear mind in no time.

-Girl, what's that? -What?

Your boobs are out in the open.

Oh, my God. This is acceptable. What of it?

Of course, dear. What of it? Relax.

Take one of them out if you like. You have two after all.

Mom, you're exaggerating. It's really not that revealing.

Shut up, girl. It's all because of you, anyway.

Or else she doesn't know how to wear revealing clothes and all.

Go and put on a proper dress. Come. Go in.

-I have an interview. -Go inside.

-See you. -Put something on. Change your dress.

-See you later. -You've gone off the rails!

Oh, Hikmet. You left me alone with these two lunatics.

What is it?

It doesn't feel right. I feel like we've overdone it.

-This isn't good. -Oh, no. You look fine.

Oh, Miss Pastry Cook.

I guess you gave up on your dream of being a pastry cook.

No, I didn't. I wonder what made you think so.

I don't know. When I saw you dressed to kill,

I thought you became a model.

No, I didn't. I'm going to a job interview.

Gosh. You make cakes for old people and want to become a pastry cook.

He keeps annoying me.

I swear I'll throw this cake on your face.

After I present this to the job interview, I'll finish you.

You'll see.

I'll finish the whole Boyabat. Everyone will eat my cakes.

Yeah, right. Boyabat's waiting for your cakes.

-Oh, God. -Mister, go inside, please.

Look, she's a bit crazy. Don't bring trouble on yourself.

Stop messing with a stranger. Come on.

Which one of you is the pastry cook?

Oh, we haven't told you. She's my sister.

And here, this is her CV.

Why are you the one giving it as if you're enrolling me in school?

I could do it myself.

Miss Günfer, your CV is very impressive.

Not anyone can get pastry training in Paris.

-No way. -Excuse me?

She worked in Norway for a while, that's what she's talking about.

It's not just Paris, of course.

Miss Günfer, I studied in Italy for years. I know it very well.

It's not easy to make it abroad.

All right, let's skip that.

Why don't you taste it? I need to tell you some--

What are you doing?

Oh, she has a wound on her foot.

Shut up and make your cake do the talking, dear Günfer.

Your sister is right.

Education is important, of course, but-- Chef Osman!

Can I have a plate, please? Thank you.

But that isn't what really matters, though.

What matters is the skill.

And we'll see that once we taste your cake, of course.

Miss Günfer, professional kitchens are men's private area. Right?

Thank you, Chef. Thanks.

Having women on a boat or in a kitchen is bad luck.

Why are you laughing? Look in the mirror and laugh at yourself!

Are you crazy or what?

If I had received training in Paris, would I be looking for a job in Boyabat?

Gosh. Why don't just you taste the cake?

Why are you talking nonsense? Come on, taste it.

Taste and see if you've had a cake like this in Italy.

Come on, girl.

My sister is a little crazy. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Paris? What the hell?

Why didn't you tell me? I was caught off guard.

I haven't even left Sinop to go to Istanbul.

I did it for your own good, my stupid sister.

If you hadn't made that scene, the job would have been yours.

Don't you know I hate lying?

Partner, what's up? Did you criticize the pastry cook's cake?

Oh, no. I made a joke and found my face in the cake, bro.

Well, does it taste good? Wait.

Wait a second. Man, this is really good.

Who made this?

He can start working right away. This cake is great.

-Who's this guy? -He's not a guy. A girl.

Here, this is the CV of that crazy pastry cook.

Everything she said was a lie, anyway.

I'm told she is a bit crazy.

This is her.

You can't do anything with that attitude.

For the first time, you were having a good job interview, thanks to me.

If I had told him the truth, we would've left a minute later.

We're not in the age of truth anymore. This is the age where people lie.

Where is she now?

She's gone. She won't be back. I'm telling you, she's crazy, bro.

Don't you understand? She's crazy. She won't come back.

I've got this, I'll persuade her.

So we'll have to take care of ourselves.

-Miss Günfer! -I'll go to the bakery!

What "Günfer, Günfer"?

Hello. I won't ask you how you are.

Since we meet again, it means that you've just been through a bad incident.

Yes, yes, that's what happened.

How do you know? Are you following me?

No, no. You're mistaken.

I own the restaurant where you made my chef eat the cake.

-Oh, no way. -Well, yeah.

Call it destiny, luck, whatever you like.

I swear I'm very surprised too.

Miss Günfer, you just made the most delicious cake I've ever tasted.

Oh, no. How did you taste the cake? I ruined it.

I took a piece of cream off Riza's face to make fun of him.

The consistency is great.

And then I tasted the cake. It was unbelievable.

Miss Günfer, work with us, please.

Okay, but I smashed his head into the cake. I mean…

Miss Gökhan, I'm sorry, but when he said that women in the kitchen are bad luck…

He's tactless.

-What age are we living in, right? -You are right.

Actually, your chef looked like a sensible person.

I think he'll understand.

Accept the offer, Günfer.

Of course, of course. Please accept.

Let's try at least.

Okay, then. Okay.

We'll open the best, the most ambitious restaurant in Boyabat.

And your cakes and your desserts will contribute a lot to this.

But I've been walking by this shop and I've never seen this.

Was it empty? When did you get it fixed?

-It was. We worked a lot. -We worked a lot.

We've come this far in just a couple of days. It'll be done soon.

We haven't printed out the menu.

We're asking you to prepare your specialties.

We'll take the photos and put them on the menu.

Okay, Chef.

Miss Günfer, it is important that I taste your cakes first.

Of course, of course. Okay.

I'll make the cakes at my father's bakery.

You can come, take photos, and taste the cakes.

With pleasure. Text me the ingredients you need in the morning.

I'll bring them to the bakery.

Okay. Let us get going.

-Thank you. Thanks. -Merci.

-Mr. Gökhan. -See you.

-Okay. -Thank you.

-See you. -Thank you. Good luck.

Thank you. Thanks.

-Partner, tell you what. -Don't tell me if it's a bad thing.

-We've slipped through the net. -Slipped through the net? How?

-Günfer will be my wife. -What?

You need a crazy girl like her. Bravo, you're great.

No. I mean, not for real.

I'll introduce Günfer to my mom as my bride and make peace.

Then we won't have money problems anymore.

My mother didn't give any criteria after all.

She didn't say rich, pretty, poor, ugly. And she's a good family girl.

She's decent-looking. She's beautiful.

Well, she's foul-mouthed.

Aunt, I've got the pictures.

Give it to me. Who are they?

The girl before Gökhan is a pastry cook.

And the girl with her is her sister.

The girl we hired sent those photos.

What about their family? Who are these girls?

They have a bakery in Esentepe. They are from Boyabat.

Her father has passed away recently.

I can send the girl away if you like.

No, leave it, leave it.

Take me to the bakery tomorrow morning. I want to meet her secretly.

Okay, Auntie.

Done.

Is that it? Is it too much?

I've already sent it.

Girl, have you seen those guys?

You'd think they're opening up a restaurant in Istanbul.

Don't worry about the budget.

Make something that is unique to you.

We need to buy these.

There's no money.

We spent the money we got from the car on other things. It's gone.

So how can she make cakes without the ingredients?

Take these, partner.

If we are partners, we'll be partners all the way.

Take this, too, partner.

You are a good man.

My brother.

My wristband's gone.

-What do you think of Gökhan? -Gökhan?

He's a nice person, but…

What's up, sister?

Oh, no. It's nothing.

It's just that we've run into each other three times

as if there are no other men in Boyabat.

We keep running into each other. Three times.

He keeps showing up when I'm having the worst time.

Well, it'll happen if it's meant to be.

Oh, drop it. Would Mr. Gökhan give me a second glance?

He should adore you.

You're the most beautiful girl in the world.

Well, for you, but I wonder how he sees me.

Have you fallen in love?

Oh, no. Don't be ridiculous.

Maybe, just a little bit.

Okay. Don't go on about it because I'm scared.

What difference does it make if you are scared, sister?

I mean, it'll happen if it's meant to happen.

Good day to you.

Come in. Come, sit down.

I'll buy bread, but I got tired walking downtown.

Let me catch my breath. Can I have some water?

Okay. Sit down, catch your breath.

Shall I order tea or ayran for you?

I'll have ayran.

Brother Nuri, one ayran!

Thank you, my girl.

Which one of you is running the bakery?

Me. It's an heirloom. Hikmet, the baker.

He worked as a baker for 40 years.

He was born here and he died here.

May he rest in peace.

Amen.

What's that mold?

Oh, that's… I make cakes. They call me the pastry girl here.

A new restaurant is soon to open here. It's a classy one.

And I'll be the cook there.

I'll be the cook! I'll work both here and there.

I'll work as long as God gives me strength.

Well done, my child. God loves those who work.

-Thank you, son. Thanks a lot. -Have a good day.

And how are you related to her?

I'm her older sister.

So you're both girls. No boys in the family?

Our parents wanted a boy so much, but it didn't happen.

So my father raised Günfer like a boy.

She's a go-getter.

I can tell. Praise be.

Who are the owners of this restaurant?

Do you know their family?

Someone called Mr. Gökhan. What's his surname?

I don't know his surname,

but Mr. Gökhan and Chef Riza are good people.

May God damn them.

What did you say?

I was saying, may God introduce us to good people.

-That's how I always pray. -Amen.

Thank you for the ayran, girls.

Let me buy my bread and go now.

Oh, wait.

Thank you. How much do I owe you?

Oh, it's okay. Your prayers are enough.

Thank you. May God grant you a prosperous business.

Goodbye.

Take care of yourself.

How's the girl, Aunt?

They are both women. It means her family can't give birth to a boy.

As far as I know, men determine the sex of the baby, Aunt.

Nonsense. Mothers determine both the sex and the temperament.

You must be right, Aunt.

She's a hard-working girl, though. She's just like me.

Does she know about Gökhan? Does she know who he is?

That's what I like the most.

She doesn't know his surname.

It means she didn't approach my son for his money.

All right, the ingredients.

I think I've troubled you, Mr. Gökhan.

-Can I ask something of you? -Yes.

How about you drop the "Mr." and call me Gökhan?

Okay. Gökhan.

-Gökhan. -Gökhan.

All right. All right. We're a team now.

Come on. Let's empty the bags, keep busy.

Oh, good day to you.

Thank you, but aren't you sick of being kicked out?

Fair play to you. You are a brave girl.

We don't often come across people who face us and don't get scared.

-What's going on, gentlemen? -Stay out of it.

Günfer, who are these men?

Stay out of it, Gökhan. This is my problem.

No way. I'm not going anywhere.

-What's your problem? -Their problem is…

Brother, this is where I earn a living, okay?

I keep food on the table, thanks to this place.

I can't let you take this shop.

Look, sister, maybe you've done nothing wrong,

but there's nothing we can do.

You'll pay for your uncle's debts. This is how the world works.

Give us that title deed now,

but if you've got 100,000 Turkish lira, that could work too.

I'm not paying you. What will you do? Take my life?

Go on, then.

It's not my fault at this point.

Check the title deed in the drawers.

-Hey! Stop it. -Hey! What are you doing? Are you mafia?

-We are! We are mafia. What of it? -The mafia knows the drill.

-Will you give it or not? -I won't.

What are you doing? Are we in the middle of nowhere?

What kind of men are you, pointing your gun at a woman?

We'll get our money one way or another, okay?

-How much is the debt? -One hundred thousand.

What? Will you pay?

Yes, I will.

Prepare the bill for next week, come and get your money.

Our savior. How will I know who the hell you are, eh?

Easy, easy!

I'll give you my card. You asked how, you'll know who I am.

Here it is.

Hancioglu.

How are you related to Neriman Hancioglu? Is she your relative?

I'm her son. Prepare your bill and get out of here now.

There's no need for the bill. I'll give you three days.

I'll return after three days and take the money.

The word of a Hancioglu counts as a bill.

You'll have it, don't worry. Don't disturb the lady again.

Don't!

So be it, Mr. Gökhan. Have a good day, sister.

Have a good day. See you.

Dude, are you crazy? How will you pay 100,000?

"Dude"?

Don't worry, they won't disturb you again.

Why are they so afraid of you?

Why would they be afraid of me? They're afraid of my mother.

Her network is a bit big, that's why.

We've been on the outs recently, though.

We're not on good terms because of the store.

She seized all my money.

The woman seized all my money.

But I'll take care of it.

And now you took on my uncle's debt.

Why should you care about my uncle's debt? You'll get in trouble because of me.

Never mind. I've already got enough trouble.

A new debt has been added to the list. We'll work and pay them off.

How are we gonna pay 100,000 in three days?

No way. You've got other debts too.

Well, actually, there's a way to get rid of these debts.

What is it?

-Will you marry me? -What?

I'm sorry. Proposing by the Boyabat Castle

over lahmacun and ayran isn't very nice, but…

Don't be scared. It's just fireworks.

-Are you okay? -Oh, yes, I'm fine.

Sometimes I get scared of loud noises and all.

So?

What?

About the marriage? You haven't said anything.

What shall I say? I don't know. Are you serious?

Yes. I mean, no.

Günfer, here's the thing. My mother gave me a week.

If I bring a bride before her in a week, she'll open her purse.

I can get rid of all my debts.

And you'll get to save the bakery. What do you think?

I see. I'll pretend as if I'm your bride-to-be.

-Yes. -Take this. Like I would.

Are you crazy?

Who do you think you are?

Go and do this with the other girls you hang out with.

No, you're mistaken, Günfer. I--

Why would I be mistaken?

Proposing and-- What the hell's going on?

Stop. Don't go. You're mistaken. This is to solve our money problems.

We'll save both my shop and your bakery. I swear.

Let's say I said yes.

Won't your mother insist on a wedding and all?

Let's get out of this tight spot first, and we'll think of that later.

And one more thing.

My mother's got ears and eyes everywhere.

This relationship, it has to look real. Do you understand?

It'll all be just an act, right?

Well, yeah.

Okay, fine.

If my mom hears I'm seeing someone before getting engaged,

there'll be no need for the mafia, she'll cut me herself.

We'll go and ask for your hand in marriage, then.

We'll have a small engagement party.

How nice! Of course, we will. And then we'll call it off.

It's not like this is something I haven't done before. Is that it?

-No, that's not what I meant. -That's what you said.

-You got me wrong. -Yeah.

Okay, I gotta go now. It's getting late.

I'll think about it. I'm not saying I won't think about it.

I'll think about it, but I don't know right now.

I'll call you back, Mr. Gökhan. I'll let you know.

Okay.

Good morning, partner.

Oh, good morning, good morning.

Partner, you look so sharp.

Well, today's the day. I'm taking a girl to meet my mom.

Come on!

How did you talk brother Günfer into this?

"Brother Günfer"?

Stop saying that. You'll get used to it and call her that by mistake.

It's rude.

-Hasn't she come yet? -No, she hasn't.

Gosh. Where is she?

Will she come? If she doesn't come, we're ruined.

Whoa! Who the hell is she?

Brother Günfer.

What brother Günfer are you talking about?

God strikes down whoever calls her "brother."

Good morning.

What a beautiful day, isn't it?

Chef Riza. Could you…

Oh, of course.

To the fridge.

Oh, right away.

Good morning, love.

"Love"?

Aren't we supposed to play the part?

Oh, you're right.

Good morning, love.

How are you?

How do you think I look, honey?

Very beautiful. You look very beautiful.

Thank you so much, honey, baby.

I hope your mother likes me, too, my darling, sweetheart.

She will, she will. She'll like you a lot.

She's not human if she doesn't.

Guys, you put the cakes in the fridge.

We're going to my mother's house.

I'm holding your hand. It's okay, right?

It's okay. It's all just an act, right?

Oh, fair enough. We're off, then.

Let's go, honey. Have a good day.

After you, love.

Where on earth are they?

The girl at the shop sent a photo, Auntie. They're on the way.

Look, they're all over each other.

You'd think it's real love.

Let them come.

He thinks he can fool me with his small brain.

-He thinks I'll buy this? -You wouldn't, Auntie.

I showed him the prettiest and richest girls in Boyabat.

He didn't like them.

And now he's bringing a baker's daughter as a bride.

You liked the girl yesterday, Aunt.

That was yesterday.

The moment she decided to conspire with Gökhan

to play this game on me, she fell from my grace.

Let the young lady come. I'll make life miserable for her too.

I'm anxious. What if there's a problem?

I don't know. I'm kind of clumsy.

I'm by your side, don't worry. I won't let her bite you.

What the hell? What kind of a house is this?

It's a beautiful house, though.

Now that you like it, we'll live here when we get married, eh?

You, me, and my mother.

Right. Who lives with their mother-in-law in this age?

I'd never live with her. Now I know why you can't get married.

What do you mean?

Wouldn't you live here with my mother if we really got married?

Why would I? I'd rather build a slum house in the Boyabat Castle.

Don't let my mother hear you or we'll get into trouble.

Okay.

Welcome.

How are you, my cousin?

I'm fine, cousin.

Come, dear.

-Can I get slippers, please? -Slippers?

Here, take these. I've warmed them for you. Wear them.

No. You don't need to take them off.

Don't be ridiculous. Where's Mother?

Your mother's in the garden. She's set up the gallows for you.

And will you be the one kicking me, my spinster cousin?

Annoying, unlikable Sevim.

Get out of here. You useless man.

-Oh, what is that? -What happened?

-What is this? -What?

It might break.

What did you say?

Oh, God. I'm wearing a dress.

What if there was someone down there?

Dear Mom.

Where the hell have you been?

We're here.

I recognize-- Oh, no.

Hello. How are you? I hope you are fine.

What is it to you?

Mom, what are you doing? You're being rude to our guest.

Isn't it rude to bring a fake bride before your mother

whose only wish is to see her son get married?

What do you mean fake?

I love Günfer, Mom.

Kiss her on the lips, then.

Show me that you really are a couple.

What?

What? No way.

Why should I kiss her for no reason?

And before you?

She'll be embarrassed. There's no need.

You want me to believe you are a couple

because you call each other "love" and hold hands. Is that so?

Don't you know your mother? You think I'd buy this?

-What about you, young lady? -Yes?

How were you talked into taking part in this lie?

Well, let's not call it a lie, but…

Oh, you love Gökhan. You can't live without Gökhan.

You don't care about the money and all. Is that what you're telling me?

Mom, isn't this too much?

Kiss her on the lips and convince me.

Whoa.

He's eating the girl up. Monster.

Okay, that's enough. Leave the girl.

Okay, you passed the first test. Sit down.

So, Miss Günfer, what do you do?

Your family? Where are they from?

I'm a high school graduate. I'm from Boyabat.

I make cakes.

I have a bakery that I inherited from my father.

I run the bakery.

This is how we get by.

I have no other intention. I'm from Boyabat.

My son is a university graduate.

He's the heir to the Hancioglu line. He's my only child.

Praise be, he's brilliant.

You know what they say. Birds of a feather flock together.

Mom, enough! What are you doing?

I didn't bring Günfer here so you could insult her.

Then you should have brought a bride that suits our family, Gökhan.

Okay.

Enough. Don't argue anymore. I get it.

I get it, Madam, I get it.

You are wealthy and you are a very important family.

You've got everything. I'm not a bride that is deserving of you.

I get it.

But thank God, neither I nor my family needs a penny from you.

And I didn't come here to be insulted.

I don't want to listen to you anymore.

-Günfer! -Okay!

We came together, we'll leave together.

You no longer have a son.

Get the fuck out of here!

Idiot!

Let's go.

Günfer, I'm sorry for what I put you through.

I really wouldn't expect that much from my mother.

I wasn't expecting that much either, but anyway…

Besides, your mother was right.

Birds of a feather flock together.

I'll screw those birds, and that flock--

Okay, don't be mad. What can we do?

We tried; it didn't work.

All we've got left to save us now is Nefes.

We'll work hard.

We'll work hard,

but I wish we had some time to pay off the debts.

Well, I don't know if we can make it, Günfer.

She was my last hope.

My mother was my last hope. It's over.

What do you mean it's over?

Hey. What's going on?

You don't know me yet.

I don't give up easily. I'm stubborn.

How can you pull yourself together quickly after having such a bad day?

If it was someone else, they'd up and leave.

I won't go.

God stands by those who do the right thing.

Let us open our shop first, and the rest will come.

-Come on, get up. Come on. -Where?

To Nefes.

If you don't look strong, the people who work for you will give up.

And that's not good.

-Günfer. -Yes.

Are you angry because I kissed you?

No, I'm not. I wasn't angry, but I was surprised.

I've put you in a difficult situation. I'm really so sorry.

Well, you did it to convince your mother.

If it was something else, I'd never, you know…

Of course.

You'll keep this between us, right?

What does that mean? Of course, I will.

It's not like I grab girls randomly and kiss them in front of my mother.

Well, it was my first kiss after all.

What?

Are you serious?

I'm sorry. Look, I regret it even more now.

Please, forgive me. I did it because my mom--

Okay. Whatever the case, why are you so surprised?

I may have waited for 30 years,

but it was meant to be with you, so it happened.

It's okay.

We'll keep this between us, right?

We'll keep the fact that I had my first kiss at 30.

Oh, of course. I won't tell anyone.

Who will I tell? And why would I?

-Günfer. -Yes?

I wish it was real.

What do you mean?

I mean…

I wish you were truly my girlfriend.

What on earth are you doing, man?

What are you doing? You keep kissing me!

Am I that kind of girl? Why did you kiss me?

No. You aren't like that, of course. I'm so sorry.

It happened suddenly.

Yeah, right.

Are you mad?

Günfer, I'm so sorry. May God punish me.

This time it wasn't… It came suddenly, and…

I'm joking, I'm joking.

-What joke? -I'm joking.

What's wrong with you?

I was dying of shame here.

I swear you're crazy. You're crazy.

Crazy and all.

Girl, I was dying.

So are we a couple now?

Yes.

Besides, we don't have to convince anyone.

Damn you all!

So we'll kiss from time to time and all?

As long as you want.

Hello there, partner.

Oh, hello there.

Love, prepare the cakes if you like?

What's up? How's it going?

What's going on? What's this happiness about, brother?

God forbid, did you get in trouble with your mother?

We did. She insulted us, she devastated us.

But we took care of it.

Oh, so she believed you are a couple. We dodged a bullet there.

No, that's not how it went at all.

It would've been better if she had kicked us out.

She insulted her.

Oh, no. We're done.

Man, why are you laughing? Are you crazy?

Look, you've started going mad

since you started hanging out with this crazy girl.

I fell in love with that crazy girl.

What? For real?

They've truly become a couple. Look.

Silly girl. She got carried away.

Everything's fallen into this boy's lap all his life.

He's never made an effort for anything.

He got everything he wanted.

And then he got bored of everything.

I know what to do to them, though.

I know what she's like. She insulted me a lot too.

She called me names and all.

I haven't insulted you enough. Stupid Riza.

He left my beautiful niece on their wedding day.

Get a good rest, love. Tomorrow's the day.

Everyone will talk about us.

Okay. I'll go to the bakery first, bake the breads, and come right away.

Okay. Oh, by the way, don't worry about the money issue.

I'll take care of it.

Okay, but make sure you don't get yourself in trouble.

I've got that.

I love you.

What are you doing, dude?

-"Dude"? -Love.

Girl, why don't you come in? Who are you talking to?

Mom, hello. This is my mother.

This is my boss, Mr. Gökhan. He brought me home.

Hello. How are you?

I'm fine. Thank you.

Don't let me disturb you anymore, then.

Miss Günfer, see you at the workplace tomorrow.

-Have a good day. -Goodbye.

Have a good day, Mr. Gökhan.

Now I see why you've been going out all dolled up.

It hasn't been long since you started working there.

-What's going on? -What of it? He just dropped me home.

Look, you've put in a lot of effort to get this job.

Don't make a mess of it by flirting with your boss.

We'll be a disgrace to our relatives. Go inside.

-Are we living for other people? -Girl, go in!

She's a total bitch.

I wouldn't wish this kind of mother-in-law on my enemy.

So impertinent.

Impertinent, of course.

"The baker's daughter." She thought she'd embarrass me.

And why should I be?

Father didn't let us have one piece of ill-gotten bite.

I can only be proud of him.

And what did Gökhan do?

Well, he up and went after me.

Mom, I'm so sorry.

Forgive me, please. I'm in a really difficult situation.

I need money urgently.

So you came here for money?

Not because your mother got sick because of you?

Okay, you're right.

I brought Günfer before you and lied that she's my girlfriend.

And I kissed the poor girl just to convince you.

She said, "Kiss the girl."

She literally asked him to kiss me on the lips.

I didn't know what to do. I went pale.

And he kissed me right there and then.

Oh, so romantic.

Yeah, I got the first kiss of my life

from a man who had to do it for his mother.

Never mind his mother.

He kissed you after all.

That was the forced one.

Girl, was there another one?

Girl, shush. If my mother hears, she'll kill me.

But the thing is, Mom, I've truly fallen in love with Günfer.

I want to get married.

We're both in trouble, though.

Get out of here. Get married. But I don't want that girl.

Why? Because she's not one of us?

No. Because she conspired with you.

I asked her. It happened because of me.

We're in a difficult situation. We are desperate, Mom. Please.

I don't care. Did you ask me before you opened up a night club?

I warned you. I told you I'd make your life miserable.

You did, but this is very serious. I swear.

The mafia is after her because of her uncle.

I promised to take care of it to calm down the waters.

If I don't give them the money, there'll be chaos on the opening day.

-We went to the castle. -And?

Well, he declared his love.

And then we kissed.

What kiss?

What declaration of love?

Look at me, Günfer, I'll be the murderer of my own child.

Mom. What kiss and love, are you talking about?

She was telling me about a TV show.

What TV show is it with kisses and all that?

Don't make me break your legs.

Okay, Mom, okay. Calm down or you'll have a panic attack.

I keep having it, thanks to you.

God, what has befallen me?

What about this guy?

Are his intentions serious? Make sure he doesn't waste your time.

You've only recently called off your engagement.

Everyone will talk about you.

Okay! I'm not gonna lie.

I've never lied in my life.

Mr. Gökhan and I are seeing each other.

What am I supposed to tell him on our first day?

"Are you leading me on? Are you serious? What's your intention?"

Am I supposed to ask these?

Oh, girl, you'll kill me. Bring my pill.

Get her pill.

I've had enough of your honesty.

Oh, God. Oh, I'm gonna die.

What mafia? Are they from here or from outside?

I don't know. Someone called Nihat.

He's an unpleasant, loan shark-looking guy.

Besides, if I don't pay them, they'll knock on your door.

Let him do that, and he'll get a bullet in his forehead.

I'm Neriman Hancioglu. I fear no one but God.

Mom, please, don't do this.

Please. Only 100,000.

I want this as a loan.

I'll pay you back right away once I open the shop.

I'll pay all of it back.

Okay, then. All right.

You would insist like this when you were a child too.

-Sevim. -Sevim!

Take 100,000 from the safe and give it to him.

Okay, Aunt.

Here's your money. You take your money; the debt is cleared.

Don't disturb us again. Have a good day.

Look at the air he puts on. Show-off.

GOOD MORNING, PASTRY GIRL. I TOOK CARE OF THE DEBT.

NO ONE WILL DISTURB YOU. I LOVE YOU.

What a relief! I love you too, love.

Good morning, dear Father.

She's a virtuous, hard-working girl.

Baker's daughter!

Oh, Miss Neriman, you frightened me.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I won't take long.

Don't trouble yourself, Mother.

I've fallen in love with the girl. I'll marry her, I've chosen her.

You can't bring shame to us.

You can't play with our reputation. If you do this crazy thing--

-Take this check. -Yes, I will do it.

And get off my son's tail.

That's 300,000.

This… It's like we're in an old Turkish film.

Usually, the rich girl's father writes a check

and gives it to the poor man.

Miss Neriman, I can't accept this check.

Are you making fun of me?

Be smart!

Go cash it at the bank,

clear your debt, and end this ridiculous love.

I don't want the check. I don't need anyone.

-Is that so? -Yes.

-Okay, young lady. -Okay.

-We'll see each other. -We will.

Partner! Partner! Your phone is on silent.

-They've been calling and calling. -Give it to me.

Who's this? They called 15 times.

Hello, you called me.

Are you making fun of us?

You show-off. I'll drive you insane.

You come in with the bag, give us the money acting all cool,

and then we find out the money is fake.

What fake money?

It is fake. But listen, this is real.

Gökhan! Save me! All right, I'm shutting up.

Günfer. Günfer!

Yes. Günfer. Listen.

One hundred thousand has become 150,000 because the money you gave was fake.

Bring it to the Basalt Rocks right away,

or I'll bury your girlfriend here.

If you lay a finger on her, I'll kill you. You hear me?

I'll kill you! I'll bring your money. Wait for me there.

What happened, man?

My mother gave me fake money. The mafia kidnapped Günfer.

I'm so stupid. How could I believe my mother?

Why did you take me? Why don't you take my uncle instead?

Your uncle can't be found. What can we do?

I don't care. Let me go!

Cover her mouth. Right away.

-What-- -Shut up. Don't talk back.

Oh, I'm afraid. I'm so afraid right now.

Oh, look, I can remove it.

Okay, I'm covering it, okay.

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Günfer!

Brother, he's coming!

Okay, you wait there. Don't take your guns out before I say so.

Günfer! Günfer.

Untie her.

You're a total show-off.

I asked you to bring the money, but you insist on getting beaten up.

Go over there, go.

-Are you okay? -Down.

-Are you okay? -I'm okay, honey. I'm so sorry.

They didn't do anything to you, right?

Are we perverts? We're after our money.

I'll kill you!

I swear I'll shoot you in the head! Tell me if you have the money or not.

I don't.

Fine. This isn't my fault. Shoot them in the head.

Stop, stop! Wait.

What is it?

There's a shop I own downtown. Take it.

No way. No, you can't give Nefes. No.

You are my breath now.

Cut the act! Cut it out!

Look, I'm telling you. If this is like the fake money thing…

Am I that stupid to give it to you if I know it's fake?

My mother played a trick on me!

They say don't even trust your father in life.

But with you, it's the contrary.

I know Miss Neriman.

We tried to take her property,

she got us beaten up for three weeks at the police station.

She has no mercy for her son.

It means she could have done worse things to us.

Anyway, let's see.

Hello, deed officer. How are you?

I'm fine too. I'm working.

Tell you what. I want you to check something.

There's this shop downtown.

I'm so sorry.

Don't say sorry. I didn't know my mom could do such a thing.

-Are you okay? -Gökhan Hancioglu.

-Don't be afraid. -It belongs to him.

It'll be okay.

How much would that place make?

It'll be a restaurant.

Take it. Take all of it. Just let us go.

Okay, deed officer. Start the process.

We'll stop by the office and come to you for the sale.

Okay, see you later.

Well, it's been a nice trade.

We were after a small bakery, and now we have a fancy restaurant.

You, the husband and the wife, can run the bakery now, eh?

You're lucky I'm doing you a favor.

Buy your bread from them, okay?

Okay, untie her. Let's go.

Leave it. Don't touch her. I'll do it.

I'm sorry. I've brought trouble on you since day one.

Don't give him Nefes.

I'll sell the bakery. I'll sell it, and we'll be free.

No. That place was left to you by your father.

It's very valuable.

And Nefes is valuable to you.

Don't do this, honey. Come.

All is good as long as we're together. We'll start again.

How will we start?

We will. Just hold my hand, that's enough.

No way! Mom!

Yes. "Mom."

-Nihat, you can go now. -Yes, ma'am.

What kind of psychopath are you?

Having the mafia kidnap the girl I love?

Don't yell at your mother.

Whatever I did, I did for you.

Thanks to me, you've made an effort to earn something

for the first time in your life.

You'll know this girl's worth now.

Or else she'd be messed up, and leave like the others.

What? Did you plan all of this?

What could I do, my girl? I raised this boy the wrong way.

He's never asked anything from me 'cause I've never given him the chance to.

I've laid everything at his feet.

And he turned out to be a whimsical boy like this.

You've even given up on your Nefes that you were so fond of.

I gave up on that place because of you.

Did Günfer give up on the bakery that was left by her father?

She wouldn't, she can't.

But you left your father's company

and insisted on becoming a night club owner, son.

One day. You didn't trust me even for a day.

You did things behind my back.

You didn't let me make a mistake. Not even once!

You are right. I made a mistake.

I'll keep my hands off everything, I'm going to retire now.

On one condition.

I'd be surprised if you didn't have one.

What is it?

You'll put a grandchild on my lap in a year.

-What? -What?

Oh, my God. I had one silly head, and now I have two.

I hope my grandchildren take after me.

Let's go, we have a wedding.

We're getting married.

We're getting married!

We're getting married!

Gökhan and Günfer had a grand opening for the Nefes restaurant.

Thank God, Neriman managed to see her son get married in the end.

Thank God, the engagement party ended happily

and Rukiye didn't have a panic attack.

The wedding procession was set.

Günfer left the house in her bridal dress while the music played.

The groom stirred up the whole Boyabat as he honked his horn.

As they were having their photos taken at the Boyabat Castle,

fireworks went off again.

And when it comes to Günfer's ex-fiancé, duck-butt Ender,

the smart-ass tricked this hot lady by hook or by crook,

and married her.

The duck-butt Ender started living with his in-laws.

After they said "I do" at the wedding table,

Günfer stepped on Gökhan's foot with her big foot.

Just as he was about to get up to kiss her, a shot was heard.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Our friends are okay.

Sevim got mad and opened fire on her ex-fiancé, Riza.

So, what do they say?

And they lived happily ever after.

May the same come to those who have it in their destiny.