All language subtitles for The Turkish Detective - S01E02

Good morning, everyone! I just need to
freshen up. It was a long night.

-I want to be present during Kemal's interrogation.
-I'm afraid your presence won't help.

-Why?
-Well, you are a foreigner and a bit aggressive.

Besides, you chased him
across half of Istanbul.

-You are the boss.
-Yes, that's right.

THE TURKISH DETECTIVE

Are you Kemal Haddad, born in Beirut
in Lebanon on August 18, 2003-

-How about temporary accommodation at Ceviz hostel?

Did you know Gözde Seren?

What was your relationship with each other?

All right, then. Can you explain
the large amount of cocaine in your room?

Did you kill her?

Why did you send this text message?

Asiyan. 9:00. Now or never.

I have not sent it. She wanted to meet.

-Can you prove it?
-I lost my cell phone last night.

-Why meet in a cemetery?
-She thought it was safe there.

That no one would see us.

Suleyman?

Suleyman?
Why haven't you all left yet?

Didn't Selma tell you
about Gözde's fiancé? Oh dear...

My spine is fine, thank you.

-Selma.
-The case is ours. It has to be.

-Not until she says so.
-We'll take a look around.

And avoids the watchful eye of Sauron
if possible.

-But you didn't hear anything?
-No. Mr. Mesut is a private person.

But because he often has guests
our rooms are soundproofed.

Right, high security and strong encryption.
It takes time to access the recordings.

What a shame. It would be nice to see
what the cameras have captured.

That notwithstanding...

The coast is clear. Let's go.

-Good morning. How do you do?
-Ikmen. -Inspector Suleyman.

You are welcome. So, Mr. Buçar, who has
Selma deemed worthy of the case?

-Commissioner Can is on his way.
-Excellent. A very good man.

Very good. A wonderful man.
But we will help if we can.

Surely you don't mind?
Many hands make light work, of course.

What a hell of a fight, huh?

Blood and hair. See if it is Mesuts.

The evidence gets tricky. Mesut had a party.
There was a lot of handshaking and back slapping.

And he spent the night in the pool.
Awkward. Awkward...

And even though we know the cause of death.
whoever strangled Mesut covered his tracks well.

I do not envy Inspector Can.
Very troublesome.

-Imen.
-Well, yes.

This is not your crime scene. You may leave.

Excuse me, but I think there is
a connection or two

-a weak link, to Gözde Seren.

Yes, that may be true
but let's focus on Gözde's murder for now.

Inspector Can is in charge of the investigation.

I see. All right, then.

By the way, the Seren family wants to bury
Gözde's body

-and I've gotten 50 calls about Mesut
this morning, so clean this up.

-Quickly and quietly.
-Yes, of course.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

You should probably tell Inspector Can
that he is not needed.

The tests on Kemal are done.
Gözde's blood was under his fingernails.

The kid needs to talk.
It really doesn't look good.

No, we don't. But in any case, we need
a new strategy to get Kemal to talk.

-We?
-Yes, we. Good job over there.

-What are we doing here?
-Starting a new strategy.

What a learned family I have!

-What are you doing?
-Nothing.

-Hello.
-Hello. -Why aren't you at work?

I am at work, my queen.
I am working right now.

-Someone will appreciate a home-cooked meal.
-Appreciate your family. Çiçek.

She will be speaking at the
memorial service. She's probably nervous.

-I'm practicing with her.
-That would be good.

Off you go now!

Come and join us.

I see you have met my colleague
Suleyman. I bet you're hungry.

It is cake from my wife's birthday.

How about that?

You are welcome to do so.

Take your time. There is no hurry.

Why did you have Gözde's blood on your skin?

Kemal, we have a compromising
message from you in Gözde's cell phone.

Forensic evidence, the cocaine.

I understand that you have lived a hard life
and that you instinctively trust no one.

Here you have my passport. My ID card.

My driver's license and my address.

My mother's maiden name was Yavuz,
my first pet was Boncuk the cat.

You're good with computers, right?

Yes, you can. With that information, you can
completely ruin my life, right?

If you feel the least bit betrayed
by me, you have my permission to do so.

Now tell us how you met Gözde.

I have not found my home here.

Online, I was happy.
I had friends, and I was good at something.

-I explored.
-The dark corners of the web?

Yes, but just for fun.
Then I met Gözde's brother.

-He got you a job with Mesut.
-I was a waiter at his private parties.

A lot of rich guys, young women,
alcohol, drugs... And Gözde.

I tracked down her Tiktok
and snuck up with drinks one night

-and offered to help.

I had never met anyone like her.

She was the kind of girl
who made everything seem possible, you know.

-Why were you seen in the cemetery?
-We were escaping from Istanbul.

-Dad said she broke up with him.
-She changed her mind.

Mesut Çalak was murdered last night.

-Where were you?
-Hidden in Vefa.

Gözde is killed, her fiancé is strangled and
thrown into a pool with the engagement photo.

Someone seems to have disapproved of the marriage.

I told you they wouldn't get married!
She loved me.

So what did you do when you failed
to get a visa to Canada?

Prepare the paperwork.

You were starting over and needed money,
which explains the cocaine.

-Where did you get it?
-Mesut loved cocaine.

He sold it for Cai Ze Lop
to all his friends and acquaintances.

One night he was passed out. The safe
was open and Gözde just took the cocaine.

It was no more difficult than that.

That's why she was killed.
They were watching her.

So you think Cai Ze Lop killed Gözde
and then Mesut Çalak?

If that is the case,
why did you have Gözde's blood on your skin?

I wanted to touch her one last time.

-Were the documents genuine?
-Yes, of course. What do you think?

I do not find him credible.

-Mrs. Selma, how nice to hear from you.
-Kemal will be charged with possession and murder.

Excellent, but can I ask you to wait a little?

Let's tie him up
also to the death of Mesut Çalak

-and tie a ribbon around him
that you can show to the press.

-Yes, of course.
-Thank you very much.

-How do we tie Kemal to Mesut's death?
-We're not going to do that. Come on, let's go.

Cai Ze Lop is inside. Should we go in?

We'll keep a close eye on it for now.

All right, inspector.

-Where are you going?
-It tickles the back of my brain.

So what are we doing here?

One of Çalak's employees saw
Cai Ze Lop's Mercedes here last night.

-Didn't Ikmen tell you that?
-Of course not.

Mr. Cahit. May I come in?

Thank you.

-So nice to see everyone together.
-I wish they would leave us alone.

But you can't say that.

-What does the inspector want?
-The inspector.

I wanted to check on you. Have you heard...?

Mesut. Yeah. Uh... I guess I should thank you.

I heard that Kemal is being prosecuted.

PROSECUTED FOR
THE MURDER OF ÇALAK'S FIANCÉE

-Who is this Cai Ze Lop?
-He became relevant a few years ago.

He's supposed to be the biggest drug dealer in town.
but those are hard to pin on anyone.

-Those are gun cases.
-Yes, that's right.

I won't be stupid enough
to ask how you are doing.

Have you been able to go for a walk?
How is your husband?

You will not get an answer.
She's been taking tranquilizers. A lot of them.

-Be careful!
-You idiot!

It was an accident. I apologize.

Okay, get out of here. Go and clean up.

He drives towards the water. Maybe to
dump the car and destroy evidence.

-Something feels wrong.
-Yes, but we must not lose the car.

What? Fan.

Where did they go?

-Ayşe, we have to get out of here.
-Shut up and let me think.

-I'll check. Requesting backup.
-4056 requesting backup.

Immediate reinforcement, code 54.

Suleyman!

DOLT NUMBER

Aren't we friends?
I helped you with the Lebanese kid.

Did you also kill Mesut Çalak
last night?

-Question.
-One of your cars was on his property.

I had him driven home.
Your boss scared him.

-Why were you watching Gözde Seren?
-I find out everything about everyone.

If I help Çalak, he helps me.
If I help you...

-This is not the case.
-bad strategy.

This is not a barter.
You give me the info, then we go home.

I like you. You are brave. The night that
Gözde died, she was at the train station.

It might be of interest to you
to know what she was doing there.

Maybe we'll talk again
when you are in need of information.

-Especially when your loved ones are hiding things.
-What do you mean?

The free appetizers are now over. Please feel free to
when you are ready to pay.

-Who was it?
-Cai Ze Lop. We need Tarik.

-He blames me for all this.
-No, he doesn't.

-And now his business partner is dead.
-Business associate?

Did you know that Mesut was not going to pay?

He put everything into that company.
Took out loans and everything. Dad's so blind.

A dead sister.
A mom who is crazy.

What a family I have. It makes me
feel powerless. What am I supposed to do?

-I'm looking at the pictures now.
-Do you see anything?

-She must be there somewhere.
-Nothing so far.

Wait a minute... I got her.

I'm sending you something now.

What does she do?

That's her flight bag.
So what happened to her?

The cemetery is near the water...
We'll call in the divers.

Kemal was telling the truth. Gözde was carrying
a suitcase. They were going to run away together.

I will call you back. - I'll be on my way.
I hope I didn't disturb you.

She was my little girl.
This was her favorite song.

-Mr. Cahit.
-Leave me alone. Let go of me!

-Mr. Cahit!
-She was my little girl!

What is going on? Do you have a broken rib?

Did you have a fight last night?
Shall we go out? We're going out. Come on, let's go.

Come and join us.

We'll take care of this nice and easy.
This way, please.

I am always struck by the strong emotions
required to strangle a human being to death.

The anger that keeps you fighting.

To just keep going until the person dies?

Do we have to wait for forensics or
are you going to tell us about last night?

It is obvious that you and Mesut Çalak
were arguing about something.

A confession gives a favorable
impression in court. Ask your lawyer.

He was not going to pay.

Everything I worked for over 25 years.
He owed me money.

We had it on paper
but he did not pay.

So you killed him,
and the photo would point to Kemal.

He says you killed him
to frame Kemal for the murder.

Yes.

Mesut broke our agreement
because of him.

Gözde whored herself out to that boy
but he killed her anyway.

I hope he rots in hell.

But, Mr. Cahit, we have a problem.

We found her bag in the water.

She had everything she needed
to escape from you and Mesut Çalak.

The bag was weighed down by this.

The stone she was killed with.

Someone tried to stop Gözde
from leaving Istanbul.

-But why would Kemal want to hurt her
her if they were to run away together?

I was wondering
if you knew your child well?

Her strength and independence.
You would not "get her right".

And you, who put yourself first

-felt that you had to kill her
to save something with Mesut Çalak?

What kind of anger does it take to smash
your daughter's head with a rock?

I have no idea.

That kid... Everything was fine.

Then he came and... everything went wrong.

But you killed Gözde?

Yes.

-Cahit confessed to the murders. So, the boy?
-He may not be guilty of murder.

But possession of cocaine for sale
is a crime in this country.

-He is being transferred to prison.
-I understand.

Selma doesn't want to lose face.
I think we're done for the day.

Schyst.

-I understand, Mrs. Selma.
-You, we did well.

-Allihop.
-Jo.

Mehmet! Mehmet!

-Dad.
-I'm in town on business.

-Can we have dinner? I tried calling.
-Yes, I'm sorry about that...

It's a mess.
Thank you for the basket.

I get it. You're new at work
and trying to get your foot in the door.

Oh my god...
I can't believe it's you, Mehmet!

-How long ago was that?
-Long time ago.

You do realize that it was not...?
Tell me you know that.

-Your mom was a little...
-Yes, I know.

I'm going to the mosque.
I'm sorry you came here for nothing.

-Another time?
-Yes.

But tell me now.
What is it? What is it? Cahit confessed.

Yes, he did.

Okay, I see what you're in the mood for.

We go to the station and go through everything.

You go ahead, I'll join you later.

Of course it is.

You don't remember anything from these articles?
Not even a little bit, Leyla?

Nothing at all.

I am sorry.

I barely remember anything of my time here.

I remember the city
and all the childhood summers here

-But all this is gone.

-You'll figure out what happened to me, right?
-I'm going to try.

-I'm sorry I can't help.
-Not yet.

That's right - not yet.

-I wonder why I left London.
-Me too.

There is nothing.

Do you know anything about him?

-Why do you ask?
-When Leyla and I had broken up...

...it could be that I was doing
a bit of Instagram monitoring.

He liked and commented on everything

-but after the contagion
he deleted his account.

Were they... together?

-I liked him.
-Yes.

What can I say? He liked
my food, and brought me flowers.

But you are right,
now I never hear from him.

-I'll be fine.
-It's clear, but read it to me.

-Otherwise I won't hear it.
-Okay.

"Once again it was proven
that the women of the world are insecure."

"They talk about curing the disease,
not prevention."

"If Gözde's death is to do any good
the conversation must be about"-

-'to eradicate the structural causes of violence.
Educate perpetrators. We are not changing."

-Dad? Are you listening?
-Of course I am.

What did I say?

-Structural
-Strictly the same.

-Sorry. Çiçek, sorry.
-It's okay!

-What did you do?
-something stupid. Something really stupid.

Do you know what I have done today?

Do you think I am not aware of
what dangers she faces out there?

Are you stupid, Çetin?
She wants to be listened to sometime.

Of you, a man. Her own father.

Just an ounce of your time
and your attention.

Ayşe?
I know why Cahit lied about Gözde.

-Jakob Kroos.
-Hello.

-I am a friend of Leyla Pamuk.
-Who?

Aunt Hülya will be sorry
that you forgot her wind chimes so easily.

She often talked about you.

Is she still alive?

-You actually broke her heart.
-Yeah. -Yeah. I'm trying to make up for it.

Of course you do. You want to know what happened.
You probably think I'm a coward.

Have you considered that it was an accident?

No, I haven't. I don't think you have either,
because if you had, you wouldn't have gone up in smoke.

-What was Leyla investigating?
-I don't know.

-It's safe.
-She didn't tell you about that?

Sorry, but we are doing an important job here.
We are helping.

I will not jeopardize that for anyone.
Not even for Leyla.

-You don't care about her at all.
-Yes, I do!

What do you think you will achieve here
on your own? I have a clear conscience.

I'm sorry.

"Kayra Khan"?

-What are you doing?
-You're late!

What is happening? Oh dear.

Cahit confessed.
Why are you watching Lokman's interrogation?

-Cahit protects Lokman.
-Well, you've gone mad.

How could Cahit fake
a text message from Kemal on Gözde's phone?

-with spyware.
-Tarik found one in Gözde's cell phone.

The problem is that the text message was sent
from Kemal's cell phone. Was it also Cahit?

-So what do you think happened?
-Cahit killed Mesut over the business.

-But Lokman killed Gözde.
-He has strange activity on his card.

Here is the bank statement.
He bought cosmetics and hair products.

Cosmetics? Really strong evidence, then.

But do you know what we have? Camera footage
of Lokman far from the murder scene.

Pick them up.

There you go.

Wait a minute...

Turn it on again.

The locomotive is left-handed. The one who was at the
the hostel in the evening is not.

Then maybe Lokman faked it too.

I'll analyze this right away.

-Have you looked at these?
-No, we just got them.

Lokman is making a bomb.

Ground floor secured!

Unlock.

Kemal, look at me. We will help you,
but I have to tell you something important.

-and you have to tell me everything
about your friendship with Lokman, okay?

Medics!

Weak pulse.

Really? He was angry, but this...?

Concentrate on coming up with something
that might help us find him.

-Mrs. Seren.
-Yes?

Kemal has Lokman's darknet password.
He needs a computer.

Give him everything he needs.

Okay, just log in?

-Whoa!
-What is it?

Boss, Lokman has written a lot
on misogynistic incel forums.

He has posted a manifesto and wants to become
martyr for the men's issue. He's broadcasting live.

-Where is he?
-In the community center. Gözde's memorial service.

Come on, let's go.

Welcome, welcome, welcome.
This week has been absolutely awful.

Gözde Seren was one of us.
Her death, her murder.

-highlights everything that our Action Group
has been talking about from the very beginning.

Can you hear me?

-What are you doing?
-I'm here for the memorial.

All of them.

Take your seats! Take your seats again!

-Sit down!
-Ten minutes? Okay. Uh...

-I need to tell you about Gözde.
-This is all my fault.

This way.

-The doors are locked. He hacked them.
-The SWAT team will be here in ten minutes.

This makes me sick!
You all worship a hypocrite.

She pretended to be a pretty girl in a veil,
but whored herself out when she was engaged!

Hypocrite. You are exploiting her death for
your feminist feminazi agenda!

-You can come in from under the stage.
-No, he can be intimidated.

-Do you disagree?
-Fatma, I'm here.

-Çetin, Çiçek is in there!
-I'm here. Don't worry about a thing.

Okay, hello.

-The broadcast is viral.
-In a few seconds it will be too late!

-We're going in.
-A negotiator is on his way.

-He does not want to negotiate.
-Your feelings are involved.

Will you take my friend to the place under the stage?

Inspector, you have to trust me.
Please, go. Just go.

Inspector Çetin Ikmen.

I thought you wanted to debate
with a feminist. Then I'm in!

If anyone follows you in, or if you
shoot me, I'll let go and everyone dies!

So what are we going to discuss?

The fact that we outnumber them.

Is that why you killed Gözde?

A revolution requires sacrifices.

To be honest, I don't want to debate.

There.

I just want you to ask yourself
if what you are about to do will work.

Can you inspire your brothers
to rise up against the women

-when they hear
that you did not take credit for your work?

You went out of your way to make sure
that your friend Kemal got the credit.

Is this really for the incel movement

-or is it jealousy
disguised as martyrdom?

You don't get it.
You're too old, too stupid.

You have no idea of the fury
I unleash with this!

-Çiçek!
-This is just stupid.

This is not about Gözde
or about women!

You just want attention. Why do you want attention?

Your father. Lokman, do you think your father
never noticed you?

Never loved you
as he loved your sister?

Let me tell you something:
Your father would do anything for you.

It's a shame that your father made you feel
that you don't matter. Believe me...

You are the only thing that matters.

Lokman, that man would confess
the murder of his own daughter for you.

You just don't get it!

Of course not. How could I
put myself in your shoes?

What it's like to grow up in the world
that we gave you.

We hand over a ruined earth to you.

When I look at you, any of you,
all I see is hope. So...

we can sort this out.

Çiçek!

Open the door!

Watch the trigger. His finger is on it.

Thank you, Kemal. Thank you, Kemal.

Hi, daddy. Yes, it's me.

Hey... we can do something, right?

Good morning to you.

I don't know where it is, honey.

-Here it is! Why didn't you tell me?
-Please, just...

She has been like this all week.

THIS LOVE IS A ROSE
THAT BLOOMS FOREVER. "RUMI."

I miss you. Too much.

I didn't think
I would be able to do this without you.

But then I heard someone talking about hope.
And I thought of you.

You made me believe that things
were possible. If I forget that...

you are gone forever.

I will not allow that.

So, what are you going to do now?

I do not know. I guess I'll stay in Istanbul.

I don't have much to gain here
but nothing elsewhere either.

I will help you as best I can.

But I also need your help.

Have you heard of Kayra Khan?

Translation: Maria Isacsson
Iyuno for SVT