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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

My name is Fatma. Fatma Yılmaz.

My husband, Zafer, was in prison.

Now he's disappeared. He's been missing for months.

I've looked everywhere for him.

Zafer, answer me.

I was left by myself, so I started cleaning.

You need money?

Fatma!

"DUST"

For all his sins, do you willingly forgive him?

Yes, I do.

For all his sins, do you willingly forgive him?

Yes, I do.

- For the last time, do you forgive him? - Yes, I do.

THE DAY BEFORE

Have you seen Serra anywhere, Fatma?

It's funny you bring it up.

I've been looking, but I can't find her.

- You can't find her? - No.

Hmm, well, if she's gone missing again, she'll miss out on the ice cream I bought.

We might as well have it ourselves, then, Fatma.

- I'm right here! - Oh my goodness.

Someone decided to come out when she heard about the ice cream.

And look what Mommy's gonna put on your ice cream.

Just how you like it. Mm! This is so delicious, sweetie.

- Can you take this over to the table? - Breaking news.

We've received footage of the incident at a train station in Gazipaşa,

which took place last night.

Let me warn you.

What you are about to see could be disturbing.

Did you see this?

...Menekşe station, while a man was waiting at the platform,

a woman approached him...

I know you're miserable because your husband's gone missing,

but that crazy lady pushed that guy straight into a train.

...took place last night. And luckily for the police,

the security cameras caught it all.

While the train was coming to a stop at the platform,

this unidentified woman snuck up on the man who was...

Who knows what that poor woman went through

to do something like that. Tsk, tsk.

...having an argument with that woman

before the event took place.

ENRAGED WOMAN KILLS MAN

Fatma?

Haluk, you go on ahead. I'll call you later.

Fatma!

Fatma?

Fatma.

Fatma!

Stop, Sis!

Fatma?

Fatma, I'm talking to you.

What's going on with you? Are you on drugs?

Are you for real?

Why are you using sugar, Fatma?

Even kids know it's not good for your health.

Stop it. Come on.

I'm just telling you this because I worry about you.

You should try to be more healthy.

Okay, I get that you're going through hard times, but you still need to...

You "get it," Mine?

I don't think you get it.

Zafer's still missing.

- What, did Zafer just disappear? - He's missing. For months now.

Uh, if he's been missing for that long, then why didn't you call me?

- What do you mean by that? - You should have just called me.

- What? Were you gonna find Zafer yourself? - Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Haluk's got connections. He could've made a few calls,

pulled some strings, asked around.

Anything, you know? But you should've called us

so we would've known about it.

If you called me, you would've known.

I'll tell Haluk to ask a few of his friends in the police department.

No need. I've done that.

- You've done what? - I already went to the police station.

You went there by yourself?

You actually left your neighborhood?

- I don't believe it. - Zafer was convicted of assault, and he...

What the hell are you talking about? Is Zafer even capable of injuring someone?

Who told you that?

For goodness' sake, you're imagining these things.

What do you mean? I went to the police, and that's what I was told.

You can't even ask the cops for directions, Fatma.

Okay, so tell me.

Who's been making up these stories about Zafer?

I've been working for Bayram, Zafer's friend.

What the hell? Are you cleaning there too?

I don't understand why you work at all these places.

Did you get into some kind of trouble while Zafer is missing?

Oh, Sis. Come on. You know better.

Seriously.

Um, listen.

Something happened, and I need to tell you.

- You know Bayram's associate Şevket? - Who cares?

Sis, come on. Why get involved in this nonsense?

Why don't you stop and just think about yourself for a second?

You're still cleaning up other people's messes.

Just take a look at yourself.

Seriously.

I'll let Haluk know about it anyway.

Come on, Sis. That's embarrassing. Don't be ridiculous.

Take care of yourself.

Hello?

Zafer, is that you?

Hello?

Zafer, please say something.

Zafer?

Zafer?

Hello?

Zafer, is that you?

Zafer?

Zafer!

Zafer! Zafer!

Shh! Whoa, whoa.

Slow down.

Who are you?

Yusuf, if Fatma has honored us with her presence, she may come in.

Get inside.

You spend your days cleaning up people's shit, Fatma,

yet your house is a disaster.

You don't like bringing work home, huh?

I'm sorry about this.

We came into your house without taking our shoes off.

But you barged into our matters.

Fucked it up good and left, right?

Sit down.

Look at that. See what I mean? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

You know what that is? I'll tell you.

It's the feeling that you get from pulling the trigger.

I know it because I've also experienced it.

It's like... How should I explain?

You start to feel this crazy strength.

Does it sound familiar?

Then you push a man who's bigger than you are...

...under a fucking train. Sit down!

I just wanna know how you could push such a big guy under a train.

Care to demonstrate?

I'm curious.

Let's go outside. Will you throw me under a car? Huh?

What will you do?

Will you grab a knife and try to stab me? Is that it?

Will you turn me in? What are you going to do?

Yeah, right, lady.

Then you'll say Bayram gave you the weapon,

did this, did that, and he made you do it. All poor Bayram.

Morning shows on TV are crawling with women like you.

Basically, you're scared they'll say you made me do it?

Are you that clueless about all this?

You killed my ex-partner with my own gun.

What else could they say?

Damn it.

- Where's the gun? - Where's Zafer?

Ah, fuck!

I can't believe this fucking bitch.

Fatma, come on.

You're looking for trouble.

I'm afraid of nothing in this world other than Allah. Understand me?

It was him who made me suffer the greatest agony of all,

so nothing can make me scared again.

Stop that.

Yusuf, give us a moment.

Listen to me. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into.

You think it was gonna be over

when you pushed him under the train, you shot Şevket?

You think I wasn't capable of silencing Şevket by myself?

- You said it yourself. - What did I say?

That Zafer owed money to Şevket and that I should go talk to him.

I'm not a thief. I was going to bring the gun back.

But you're a killer.

Okay, Şevket is gone. Fuck him. Okay.

You know the mall you work at? With the food court we talked about.

Well, the guy who owns that property, his name is Ekber.

I mean, Ekber is simply the head of the operation.

Don't you get it? Because you've shot Şevket,

I'm telling you, Ekber is gonna have my ass.

You got me into this mess. Now you're gonna get me out of it.

You mean, Ekber knows where my husband could be?

Lady, you're not listening to me. Do you only think of Zafer?

I have no idea what you're talking about. I mean, why are you even telling me this?

Remember how you quietly sneaked past the police officers

that day while carrying the gun?

"She's invisible," I thought to myself.

You've even been to the police station, and no one even suspected anything.

They didn't even bother to look at you. You are truly invisible.

That's why I have something for you.

Ready?

- What is it? - Powder.

See this?

Ah. But don't be fooled by the baking soda look of it.

Snorting just two lines of this can poison a dozen men.

It's really powerful. You need to be careful with it.

- What am I gonna do? - Nothing.

Just cleaning at the mall, as usual,

and once you're finished, you leave this on Ekber's desk.

Ekber is gonna snort a line from this, and... he's dead.

How am I supposed to give this to him? What am I supposed to say to him?

Nothing. The guy's expecting this.

You just put it on his desk and let him do the rest.

He has to snort just two lines. That's all we need.

Got it?

Then you get the bag back, clean up the place,

and close the door on your way out.

That's it.

So, the gun's not in there, right?

Okay. Good.

I'm not gonna ask you where the gun is, and I'm not gonna go look for it, okay?

It will come back to me.

Her place is a mess.

For heaven's sake, Kadriye. Why are you hiding like some criminal?

I thought those guys were burglars.

- I saw them coming in before you came. - Really?

Why didn't you call the police instead of just watching the scene?

Ah. If I called the police, it would've been a real scene, Fatma.

Yes, very smart.

Who were they? Give me all the details. Come on.

Oh, my goodness. What happened here? Did they do this?

I can't even get inside with my keys.

But, somehow, those guys managed to do it.

You've got the keys to my house?

When did it become your house?

It belongs to me.

If you paid your rent regularly, then you could call it your house.

- Yes, you're right. - Who were they?

Fatma, you better start telling me everything.

Bayram, you know him. He was Zafer's boss.

They were in the used car business, weren't they?

Yeah.

Would they be interested in selling the house?

Which house is that?

I told you we're selling it, remember?

We're gonna sell the houses.

İsmail's friend at the construction site convinced him,

so he's set on selling them.

Are you serious? My house?

You keep saying "my house."

But you see, you built it right in the middle of my yard.

It's not like I have to ask for your permission to sell it.

What am I supposed to do?

Zafer's coming. I mean, he'll think I'm here.

I feel really sorry for you. I really do.

But it doesn't seem like Zafer's coming back.

Maybe you should go back to your hometown.

Uh, no, I can't go back home without him.

Zafer believes this is home.

Can't you talk to İsmail about it?

I already did, but we're getting a new place. Knock on wood.

- He's pretty set on the idea, so... - What?

Yeah. We'll do it as soon as we find someone interested.

You should clean this place up. Who knows. Someone might come to see it.

Damn it, are you even listening to me, Kadriye?

Zafer's gonna come looking for me here.

Talk to İsmail. Ask him to give me time. You can't evict someone like this.

I have no strength left in me to try and make İsmail listen.

- If you want, tell him yourself. - No, I can't do that.

What's this?

It's nothing.

I'll make us some tea, okay?

What did I tell you?

Just go get İsmail, please.

İsmail, sir! Can you come out here?

- What is it? - She's here again. Can you deal with her?

What do you want?

You're selling the house?

Why do you care so much about my property?

İsmail, I'm sure you know why.

Wait until Zafer returns.

- I have heard enough about Zafer. - Please.

This lady has gone mad.

She comes here all by herself.

- Always following me, huh? - İsmail, please.

I'm sick of you and your husband.

Who's that jackass talking with Fatma?

Maybe he knows something about the gun. Find out what that was about.

Fatma!

Are you not feeling well?

Mm, just a little tired.

Hmm.

Seems you're already complaining, and you just got here.

At least start cleaning before you complain.

Look, I just need a moment.

I'm okay. Don't worry.

Something's going on with you.

Hmm.

Come over here, Fatma.

Have a seat.

Here we go.

Hmm.

Your turn.

No.

You can't do that. Knights, they can only move in Ls.

You know the shape that L makes. Knights can only move in Ls.

Sure, I know the letter L, but it's... it's a horse.

It can move. It's not crippled.

No, I'm telling you, the knight cannot move like that.

What you did there, this diagonal move, is for a bishop.

A bishop?

For goodness' sake. Looks nothing like a bishop.

Oh, dear.

All right. Try again.

Hmm.

- Where do I put it? - What the hell are you asking me for?

Who else should I ask? If I put it here, you'll say this.

If I put it there, you'll say that. You'll change it.

I don't know what you expect me to do.

You could start thinking for yourself.

Well, um, maybe you should just play by yourself.

You already know it all.

This goes here. That one, there.

My dear, I'm observing you to see how you play. You know what I mean?

I mean, you...

I'm checking how you play. I'm observing your behavior.

In the book I'm writing, the character is a cleaning lady.

You know what I mean?

She goes to this author's place for cleaning.

I mean, I didn't write the beginning yet, but I know how it ends.

How does it end?

She kills the author.

İsmail.

Uh, do you think we could talk about the house situation?

Oh, I see you've come around.

When Zafer comes back, could you tell us how much we owe you?

Why are you still stuck on Zafer, Fatma?

Forget about him.

You should learn to walk on your own now.

Allah willing, when Zafer comes back.

We'll calculate it, and we can pay you everything we owe.

Don't worry. We'll take care of it. I promise.

We will take care of it. Okay?

How about we go inside and take a closer look

at the place and see how it is. How does that sound?

- I... - Oh, İsmail, you're here.

Thank goodness you're finally home.

İsmail.

İsmail, don't just stand there. Come on. Help me.

Selling... Tomorrow we're gonna sell this place.

The deal is done.

Oh. Already? I haven't even packed.

What would you want to take from this dump?

Just leave everything here.

- Okay, but can you just help me? - Come on. That's enough. Just go.

- Go. - Sure, İsmail.

I'll just do everything by myself, as always.

You know, in the end, it comes down to luck.

I might change my mind. Maybe I won't sell the place.

Who knows?

Stop by the construction site tomorrow, and we can talk.

You have a nice evening.

Why are you late again?

Something happened.

What? What's your excuse now?

My patience is running thin, Fatma. This is your last warning.

ARGAH LAW FIRM

DEATH CERTIFICATE

Sidar, Levent would like to talk to you.

- He's in meeting room one. - I'm on my way.

Sir, you'd like to talk to me?

These men could've witnessed the construction site accident

related to the Argah Enterprises case.

Ask them if they saw the accident.

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you.

- What's your name? - Mehmet.

- It's Mehmet? - Yes.

- How old are you? - Seventeen.

- Seventeen? - Yes.

All right. Mehmet, look.

Uh, I'm going to ask you something.

Sure.

Did you see the accident happen?

No. I was near the truck when it happened.

He says he was by a big car and didn't see anything.

- You mean the sewage truck? - Yes.

- He was by the sewage truck. - How do you know about the truck?

Uh, from the camera footage, sir.

We saw that some workers were near the truck.

- Was that you guys? - Yeah, when we heard all the commotion.

We ran to help, but İsmail was dead.

Did they see anything?

- He says he didn't. - Okay.

Translate what I'm gonna say about the insurance.

And make sure they memorize it.

Mr. Levent, sir, I went through the case this morning.

- It seems the experts... - Okay, Sidar. That will be all.

Just translate what I'm going to say.

Have 'em sign these papers, if you please.

A rough translation will do.

Um, uh... Mr. Levent, they won't understand.

So translate it for them.

They still won't understand it.

And... is it even right for them to... sign these?

Come on, Sidar. We still have a lot of work to do.

Arzu Argah is coming.

Sir, I need to file a report.

I've already told the officer I've been working for Bayram for years...

Well, calm down, miss. Have a seat.

I've already told the officers.

I've been working for Bayram as his secretary for years...

Ma'am, stop blabbering. This is not how you give a statement.

Are you trying to tell us something regarding the Şevket Alanur case?

Yes. I have information related to that case.

Okay. Continue.

Uh, the wife of a former employee of ours

comes to clean the place a couple of days a week.

Fatma, Zafer's wife.

Fatma Yılmaz.

Her husband went to prison, and when he was released, he... disappeared.

Fatma pestered Bayram to see if he knew anything about where her husband was.

And Bayram was kind enough to give her cleaning work.

And what?

I think that day, he sent her to Şevket for a different type of work.

I'm talking about the day Şevket was shot.

The day he was shot, she asked me where she could find Şevket,

and this was right after she spoke to Bayram.

And?

I gave her his address.

How was I supposed to know, sir?

After all, she's just a cleaning lady.

POLICE

Ma'am.

Do you mind?

Let me through.

İsmail.

İsmail!

İsmail...

Allah.

Allah!

We're nothing but dust particles floating in the void.

Like particles oscillating in space.

And dust is just sand and soil.

For all his sins, do you willingly forgive him?

Yes, I do.

But dust is also human skin.

Pieces of skin, drifting in the wind, returning to earth.

For all his sins, do you willingly forgive him?

Yes, I do.

So in the end, you're not only cleaning houses

but the people who live in them.

- For the last time, do you forgive him? - Yes, I do.

Human beings, floating in the wind

as small dust particles originate from the earth, and in the end,

they go back to it.

You're not coming, sir?

You know these people better than anyone. You wanted this case, didn't you? Come on.

You didn't have to drive me. Sorry to waste your time.

You're naive.

You can get emotional, and things can get out of hand.

Call me if there are problems.

You can start by saying they're sorry for what happened

and then tell them about how much money they'll get.

Doesn't matter what else you say. All they'll remember is the money.

- Bless you. - He got us the deal.

- He was good to us. My condolences. - Okay. Thank you.

I'm so sorry for your loss. Rest assured, he's in heaven.

Allah takes his favorites first. Thank you.

My condolences, Fatma.

- My condolences. - Allah rest his soul.

- My condolences. - Thank you.

What's done is done. What else can we say?

There's a lawyer representing the construction company.

He's offering compensation for his death.

Allah works in mysterious ways.

I don't want to question our Lord,

but İsmail left Kadriye some money when he died.

He said he was the attorney from Argah.

That means something.

ARGAH ENTERPRISES

YOUR HOME - YOUR LIFE FIFTY MONTHS - ZERO INTEREST

- Hello? - Hey. Look up.

To the right, to the right.

Seventeenth floor. Look higher up. I'm waving at you.

Yeah. Come up here. Come on.

YOUR HOME - YOUR LIFE ARGAH ENTERPRISES

Hello.

Why come all the way up here?

Why didn't you just talk to me over the phone?

I wanted to talk face-to-face.

İsmail, please. Listen to me. You can't sell the house.

Where am I supposed to go if you take my house away?

I'll find you a place to stay. After all, a bed is all you need.

We... We built that house all by ourselves.

You mustn't. Please, you mustn't do this to me, İsmail.

That land and that house are both mine.

I can sell it or rent it to whoever I want.

And I can also let anyone stay there for free, right?

You weren't like that before. You never...

Are you doing this now because Zafer's not around anymore?

Ah, you're different.

You're dressing up and going to the mall every day.

You're a working girl now. You can rent your own place.

So, you want me to pay rent?

I promise you, Zafer is gonna handle that once he comes back. Don't worry.

Oh, for crying out loud, Fatma. You know that Zafer's never coming back.

But I think we can figure this out, just you and me.

- Listen. - What?

- There's a room over there... - Stop. Please.

Why are you doing this? Don't you worry at all about what I'll do?

I'm like a sister to you. Why would you do that?

Oh, that's a lie.

You're on my mind all night long.

- Come on. Let's go over there. - Stop it.

- Get over there. - Let go of me!

Hello, Zafer? Can you hear me? Zafer, please say something.

Hello?

Zafer, can you hear me?

Zafer, please. Answer me. Is that you?

Zafer, say something.

Was that you on the phone? Huh? Huh?

Was it you who kept calling me, trying to make me think it was Zafer?

- Why...? Give it to me. - Stop it.

What do you want with me? Are you looking for trouble?

- Give me the phone. - What?

Zafer's gonna call.

- Coming to the teahouse, asking for me. - Please.

Calling my name, waiting for me late at night.

Coming all the way up here.

- Your husband's not around. - I mean it. Give me the phone!

- You're asking for it, woman. - Stop it! Stop it! Please, stop!