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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Fatma Yılmaz?

Does he look familiar? Have you ever seen this man before?

What about this one?

Do you know who killed him?

It was also you, wasn't it?

- Do you have a weapon? - No.

We found the gun. Ballistics confirmed it.

Did you just take the blame for this murder? Huh?

- Are you afraid of someone? - Should I be?

So, tell me, Fatma Yılmaz, who murdered these men?

What's your business with them?

I'm a cleaner.

"GRAVITY"

Serra?

- Serra! - Welcome back, ma'am.

Ah, Fatma. Don't scare me like that.

Sorry. It's just, I heard your voice, and I...

Serra?

Serra!

- Shh. - Come on. Where are you?

- Shh. - Fatma, have you seen Serra?

Um, I haven't seen her anywhere.

She disappeared.

Too bad. I brought her some presents. Since she's not here, I'll take them back.

- No! Don't. I'm here. - What am I gonna do?

I can't do anything.

- My daughter disappeared. - I'm here! I'm here!

She's gone. I don't see her.

- I can't hear her. Where is she? - I'm here! I'm here!

I'm here.

There's my baby!

Zafer?

Zafer, answer me.

Zafer, please say something.

Can you hear me?

Hello?

H... Hello?

Fatma?

Come on. Put the phone away and go make us some tea.

Let's have a chat.

- No news from your husband? - No, ma'am.

He was released, and... and now no one knows where he is.

He disappeared, but now I keep getting calls.

I say, "Zafer, is that you? Please say something to me."

Not a word.

- What do you mean, Fatma? - He just listens and hangs up.

But how do you know for sure that it's Zafer calling?

- Maybe it's someone else. - No, I'm sure.

Who else could it be?

Nobody's left.

So, he...

...he doesn't know about Oğuz either?

No.

He'll find out when he returns.

Housewares! Get your housewares!

For heaven's sake, don't come here.

Everybody here already hates Zafer. If he comes by, you'll know. What's this?

Put it in your window, huh? Maybe someone will recognize him.

You think this will do anything?

If he wanted to, he'd be here. Don't you know him?

Just put it in your window, young man. Come on.

- Thank you. - Allah...

Fatma.

İsmail...

What's this?

I don't know. In case someone recognizes him.

We've seen enough of him. We know what that shitface looks like.

Are you trying to make us look like fools, huh?

Are you gonna put up his photos on every corner?

I printed these to report a missing person.

You're gonna go around town

and let the men know you have no husband to protect you.

Is that what you want?

No, that's not it.

Are you in need of any money?

You can always come to me if you need help.

No. I'm okay.

Go on.

Fatma!

Fatma!

Fatma!

- Fatma! - What?

Here.

You ran after me for this?

- Why else would I be here? - I don't know.

I thought you were gonna make fun of me, like the others.

Forget about İsmail.

He can't dribble the ball like you can, so he makes fun of you instead.

- You laughed at me too. - I've never seen a girl play before.

And, besides, I didn't call you a tomboy, like they did.

How could a tomboy be this beautiful?

Zafer.

Hey! That's not the way! Come back here!

Zafer!

You have to come back, or you're gonna get lost! Hey!

Hi.

- How are you, Kadriye? - Okay.

I apologize for coming here this late, but I...

Are you hungry? I just made dinner. Would you like to eat?

No, thanks. I'm fine.

Um, the power's been cut off, I'm afraid.

If it's not too much to ask,

could you please have İsmail pay the bill with this?

Uh, he's not here yet.

I'll talk to him, but this isn't enough to cover it.

I don't think they'd turn your power on just because you paid part of your bill.

Not everyone's as generous as we are, Fatma.

You're right.

This is all I have now, but I'll bring the rest soon.

- When Zafer comes back, I'll pay the... - Zafer's not coming back, Fatma.

You waited for him to get out, and now he's gone.

I think we're done talking. I'm busy.

I've got onions roasting, eh?

Okay, bye. Bye.

Fatma. Are you home, Fatma?

Open the door.

Open the door, Fatma.

Are you in there?

Fatma, I know you can hear me.

Come out and play with me.

Fatma!

Fatma.

Fatma.

Fatma!

İsmail?

What?

- Is that you? - Uh-huh.

- Are you drunk? - Uh, don't start this again.

- It's late. - Damn it.

- I'm sick of it all. - Same here. Come on.

You should just give me a spare key.

Sure, why not?

Would you like the deed to my home as well?

- As if anyone would want your apartment. - I heard that, Fatma. I heard that.

I'm glad you can hear well. Only what you want, though.

You left me at the door. Didn't you hear me knocking?

I heard it, and I opened it for you.

If you can hear it, why don't you answer the door for anyone else?

- Who said I wasn't answering it? - Your neighbor.

"That author answers the door only if he wants to."

You stood up the water guy the other morning.

And why would you order water and not get the door?

Well, if there's no water at home, how can I take my meds?

It's not like you take your meds anyway. I see them always in the same spot.

- Yelling, screaming, shouting. - What?

- Her house was always peaceful, and now... - Oh, come on.

She wants to talk about my house?

- Are you watching this? - Mm-hmm.

...like that. The man was murdered.

I'm making observations. See, um...

They are talking about something important for my story. That's why I'm watching.

- You see that woman? Her dad's missing. - Mm-hmm.

Actually, he was murdered.

Well, recently, the family came forward to say that the guy was a jerk

who made all their lives a living hell.

And of course, now all of them are suspects.

They're investigating.

- So? - What do you mean, "so?"

Is this normal to you, Fatma?

They show this like it's a movie plot, right out of a script or something. Yeah.

Think it'd make an interesting plot?

It's nothing new.

I'm sure there are many stories like this in our country.

Look who's talking. You don't even read, so how would you know?

Well, unlike you, I'm an author who tells the stories of this country.

Now, do you understand?

But these stories, they aren't common.

We make them common.

- It's pretty obvious. - What?

The daughter's the one who murdered her father.

Ridiculous. Where do you get these ideas?

How can anyone hurt someone in their family?

Come in.

Yes?

Sir, they told me you have a meeting.

I thought it would be good to clean your office first.

Okay. You can come in to clean.

Now what? Spit it out. You wanna talk about Zafer, I bet.

I knew it. From the moment you walked in here,

your face was screaming, "Zafer."

Man, to hell with him.

How many times are we gonna do this?

Seriously, lady, I'm having more meetings with you than I am with my own clients.

Enough already.

How's the food court going, hmm?

- Sorry? - I mean, you work at the mall, don't you?

On the last floor?

You know that area you clean at the mall? What do they call that area?

Food court. Yeah.

Why "court," though?

Why the hell would they call it a court?

That's not the only place we clean.

- We clean the whole mall. - "Court."

Nobody cares if you're working throughout the week or just on weekends.

Can't help but wonder how much

they're making people work during weekdays.

Still, I'm very grateful for it.

Comes from the word "tribunal." What do you know?

- Huh? - Huh. What?

I'm grateful for it.

Huh? Oh yeah. No need to mention it. Wonderful. I'm very happy for you.

We can work as long as we have work to do, right?

Okay. This goes here.

Did Zafer owe you any money?

Oh, for fuck's sake.

What makes you think that Zafer owes me anything?

- No, I'm asking because... - Because what?

Um...

Before going to prison, he said,

"Bayram wants me to sort out the Şevket issue."

He said, "He's holding me on the edge of the cliff."

Come on. Seriously? Who talks like that?

Why would I do that to anyone? Much easier to push them off. Listen.

That makes no sense. I think he's been making up stories for you.

I can't imagine what that guy's up to.

What was the issue with Şevket? What did you ask Zafer to do about it?

Why would I ask Zafer to do anything? You don't know who you're talking to.

If I need help, in this very instant, I can have an army of help.

The issue between me and Şevket is none of Zafer's business. Got that?

Am I clear? Yeah.

- Excuse me. They're here. - Okay. They're here.

They're here. They're here.

Uh...

Here.

- Bayram, wait. - I have a meeting now.

- Wait. - We can talk later.

For goodness' sake. Just listen to me.

- Bayram! - I'll be there.

Make yourself comfortable.

For Allah's sake, listen to me.

Bayram, I know he would go away

for long periods of time, but this is different.

I'm very worried.

You must know something. What should I do? Please help me.

Well, I heard that Zafer owed some money to Şevket.

Maybe that's why he's hiding. Knowing Zafer, I don't doubt it.

You know, Şevket and I aren't partners anymore, okay?

We used to work closely together, and now we're just... just enemies.

I have no idea if what I heard is true. I'd tell you if I knew.

So, would Şevket know where I can find my husband?

Maybe he knows something. I have no idea.

Bayram, wait a moment.

Should I find him and ask him about Zafer?

- You're gonna ask Şevket? - Uh-huh.

Yeah? Okay. Good luck with that.

I'd like to see how a woman like you would get him to talk.

Look. Just look at it, Nazım. You won't find anything like it.

See this? What did I tell you?

I told you to bring your sunglasses, Rıza.

Look. You see this, man? Take it. Feel it.

Stones, and they're not those cheap ones.

We had them specially buy 'em from Africa, just for us.

Where can I find Şevket?

May I ask who you're looking for?

Is this Şevket Alanur’s office?

Mm-hmm. What do you want?

Are you Şevket Alanur?

Where can I find Şevket Alanur?

What's your name?

Fatma.

And what do you do?

- I'm a cleaner. - A cleaner.

What do you want with Şevket, huh?

Bayram sent me over here.

Why? For money?

No, sir.

What the fuck does everybody want from me?

We're not partners anymore, and I don't owe him anything.

You think this is a liberty hall?

Everyone comes and goes as they please? Just leave.

- Leave. - Are you Şevket Alanur?

I’m Şevket Alanur. So what?

- Do you know Zafer? - Zafer who?

He’s my husband. Zafer, Zafer Yılmaz.

- Bayram's Zafer? - That's him.

The one with a moron of a son? What a freak.

Are you fuckin' married to him? Shit. Are you Zafer's fuckin' wife?

Are you his fuckin' wife?

That asshole owes me a lot of money!

But we don't have any money to pay you.

Bayram gave him plenty of money in prison.

And if that son of a bitch is broke, he should pimp you out!

He'll pay what he owes. He can pimp you out. Shh!

Look at me! Hey, I'm talkin' to you. You'll pay his debt.

Please leave my husband alone.

You know what I'll do to your husband? I'll smash him to pieces.

- Did you do something to him? - Not yet, but I will when I find him.

And not just to him. I'll be sure to get to you.

- Look at me. Look at me. - Please.

- He will pay me. - Stop it.

That piece of shit owes me.

- You're not listening to me. - He'll pay for all of it!

You better get the fuck outta here. Hey, are you listening to me?

If I get my hands on you, you'll regret you ever came here!

Fuck off!

I don't know where it came from.

Zafer?

Zafer, answer me.

Hello. It's me.

- They found the killer. - What?

They found the killer, my dear.

The girl killed her father. How did you know that, huh?

It's inspired me to write some new stories.

Hello?

Hello? Fatma?

Any object with a mass

will attract other objects that also have a mass.

Even the Earth and the stars are not exempt from this.

Neither are you.

You've been fighting against this force from the moment you were born on Earth.

For instance, if you're short, that's because of gravity.

If you're out of breath while you're scrubbing the floors,

it's because of that force.

So if you've been in the east as long as you remember, Fatma,

you'll have to make an extra effort to turn your face to the west.

This is the force that has been getting you to move, Fatma.

But you don't know any of this.

Of course.

You're in a black hole which is exerting an even greater force.

I'm getting calls nonstop. The phone's become part of my ear, man.

Fuckin' ridiculous. You know Şevket? Someone shot Şevket.

Two hours ago, they took me to the police station and gave me shit.

I... Hold on a second. I'll call you back, okay?

The police gave me such a hard time this morning,

I'm gonna lose it. I swear.

Someone shot him. Şevket is fucking dead.

And you're not picking up the phone. Everyone's calling. They think I did it.

What are they supposed to think when you're not answering?

Enough already.

Is this some sick idea to make them think I killed him?

No. Why would I do something like that? I mean...

Do that again, and I won't be so nice. Okay, then.

Dammit. Just what I needed. Un-fucking-believable.

Fatma, have a seat.

Why are you standing? Sit down and ask about Zafer.

You're not gonna ask about anything else. It's all, "Zafer, Zafer."

Know what? Let me tell you something. Better not ask about him.

Actually, if you see him, tell him to put his tail between his legs

and crawl back to wherever he's been hiding.

You know that Şevket I told you about? That asshole I used to work with?

Someone shot him. It's really amazing, Allah bless his soul.

I really liked him, though.

Bayram, the cops are here.

Here. Put it away.

Officer, it's nice to see you.

- How can I help you? - Hello.

Hello. Welcome.

Uh, I was at the station this morning for my statement on the Şevket incident.

I would've dropped by your office if I had known you were looking for me.

Lady, you can't stand there. We're gonna search.

Please, can you leave us for a while?

We'll search.

Of course. Yeah. Go ahead. Go on. Do what you gotta do.

Hello?

Zafer, is that you?

Hello?

LIEUTENANT DEPUTY LIEUTENANT

Come in.

Sir.

Fatma Yılmaz.

Come in.

Three-fourteen.

Um, we got a downed traffic light in front of 19th and Waverly.

Please send your team.

Fatma Yılmaz.

Okay, ma'am, so tell me.

I don't know how it happened.

It was so sudden.

Like in a blink of an eye.

All I wanted was to go there and ask him.

I thought maybe he'd lead me to Zafer,

and I really don't know how any of this could've happened.

My husband, Zafer, was in prison.

Now he's disappeared.

I've asked everyone. No one knows where he is.

- I was left all by myself when he left. - Tea?

Would you like some tea, ma'am?

I'm good, thanks. I think I drank too many already.

I was left by myself, so I started to clean.

Bring us two tea, please.

Been trying to keep up with payments.

Fatma Yılmaz.

Okay, I'm all ears now.

Are you the wife of Zafer Yılmaz?

Uh-huh.

- Do you know where he is? - No, I don't.

- What do you mean? - Don't know where he is.

And why's that?

I don't know where my husband is. That's what I'm worried about.

Were him and Bayram Karadağ working together?

Hmm. Yes, they were working together.

But he went to prison and disappeared after he was released.

Did you file a missing person report?

I came here to file the report. I informed them.

I told them about my husband.

But then I was told that I should present his ID.

When I gave it, they said it was expired.

How am I supposed to renew it without Zafer?

But I don't even care about a new ID or not.

I just wish I could find my husband and bring him back home with me.

Is he hiding somewhere?

Why would he do that?

His report says he went to jail for shooting him.

He shot Şevket Alanur.

Didn't you know that your husband shot him?

You don't know why your husband went to prison.

You don't know what he's up to. You don't know where he is.

Do you even know anything? Do you know who you are, Fatma Yılmaz?

Well, Şevket Alanur was murdered. Did you know that?

What do you mean?

Tell me, what was Zafer's business with Şevket?

Why did he shoot him?

It wasn't him. Zafer took the fall for someone else.

- That what he told you? - Uh-huh.

Who was it?

I don't know. Anyway, Zafer already did time for that.

Do you have a recent photo of your husband with you?

Let me see.

Come on.

Okay.

You can wait outside. I'll call you when I'm done.

This way, ma'am.

Ma'am, have a seat over there, please.

Ugh, I'm so happy to see you, Fatma.

That jerk wouldn't let me off the hook until you came.

I'm so sorry, Aysel.

What did the police want?

It was about the missing person report I filed.

I can't have this, Fatma. Police coming for you during work hours.

Fatma's here, so I'm leaving.

Can you believe him?

He doesn't bother to knock and just barges in.

Hey, don't let him talk to you like that.

You should raise your voice a little.

If you don't, they'll keep stepping all over you.

I've got a new job for you.

Like what?

You went to Şevket's office for the cleaning job, right?

Somethin' like that.

No, you're mistaken. I was never there.

I asked him, "Bayram, why did that woman do it, sir?"

"How could that lady who cleans toilets take him down like that?"

He gave me this.

"Take this money to Fatma right away," he said.

Well, well.

That woman cleaning up our shit yesterday is now doing other dirty jobs.

All right, then?

I've taken my percentage. Take the rest.

I don't want any of it. Get away. I don't want it.

We'll help each other.

Is that clear?

That was our deal with your husband.

- So, you know him? - I know him inside out.

Where is Zafer?

Where is he? I'm lookin' for him too.

Why are you looking for him?

To get back all the money that I gave him so he could take care of his sick son.

"My boy is sick. I need money."

"Doctors' fees are too much."

Zafer just asks and asks.

You don't even have a sick son, do you?

Do you know how long I've been following you?

Zafer has been lying to me, hasn't he?

No.

My son passed away.

What good can money do for me?

Zafer doesn't know it yet.

If he did, he wouldn't leave me by myself. He doesn't know.

When he comes back, I'll be the one who will tell him about it.

Bayram says no one would ever suspect you.

You sneaked your way out of his office while the cops were inside.

How could you ever have the guts? You're not a killer.

Your husband is hiding somewhere. Zafer is the one who killed Şevket.

I did it by myself.

Let's say that you actually had the courage

and you killed the guy as a one-time thing.

Doesn't always work like that.

Courage is short-lived, dear.

You feel that tingling inside of you like you're jumpin' off somewhere?

But if you're gonna jump, you gotta know how to land.

You have no idea where Zafer could be, do you?

I'll tell you what I know, all right?

Zafer owes me a lot from previous jobs, and you'll have to pay me for him.

You'll do whatever Bayram says, and you'll give me my share.

From now on, I'll hold the gun for you, but you'll be the one pullin' the trigger.

That clear?

All his jobs belong to me, and everything he has is mine.