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Parents should consult with their children when deciding something that big.

Maybe I like that mountain lodge.

Well, this was a mutual decision between your father and I, Akya.

It's how it's gonna be. I know why you're saying this.

And why is that?

I know that you're disappointed that your father doesn't have cancer.

That doesn't make sense.

- Didn't you say that? - It was a mistake.

I acknowledge that I messed up. All I'm saying is I love that house.

- That wasn't what you said. - Stay out of this.

You're worried your inheritance has shrunk.

It used to be two houses. Now it's only one...

- You want them to sell the store? - Stop it, kids. We're not dead yet.

Fine. I'm not talking anymore.

Uh, how are things?

Huh?

You know, how's business?

Which business?

Real estate.

Oh, that. Slow.

So you think it'll be a hard sell?

What?

- Are you sure you're all right? - Yeah. And you?

Is it gonna be hard to sell for you?

Do you have anything to drink?

What?

Vodka.

Man, we're not on our way to a dump.

You know that, right?

The place... It's not mine.

- It's my wife's... - Just answer me. Do you or don't you?

- I'm starting to think right now that... - No!

That you won't be able to handle this.

I think we should just turn around and go back.

- Where are we going anyway? - Oh, God.

Just drop me off somewhere around here.

We're on a mountain road. Where the hell can I drop you off?

Why have you brought me up here anyway?

I have things to do, you know.

Meryem.

Who recommended this guy?

It was Halit.

He says he drinks too much,

but at least he's no crook.

Why? What's wrong?

The guy's drunk.

He can't handle this. He doesn't even know where we're headed.

That's weird. How do you think this happened?

Came all the way up here.

Excuse me.

Hey, mister.

Meryem, don't you know the guy's name?

I can't remember, but I'm sure they told me.

We've been on the road for almost an hour.

Hello!

Hey, mister.

- Wake up. - Would you please wake up right now?

- Mister. - Hey, mister.

- Do you think he's dead? - Oh, God forbid.

- Mister? - Mom, what's wrong?

Nothing. Don't worry, baby. He's just asleep.

- Hey, mister? - Check his breath, Meryem.

Open your eyes, mister. Open your eyes!

- Mister! - Mister!

All right, hold on.

Sir?

Mister?

Man, are you okay?

What have we done to deserve this?

- What's wrong, Dad? - Oh, my God.

Son, come here. Just hold him like this.

Oh, brother.

Brother Kadir.

My condolences, my friend.

Oh, much appreciated, Yusuf.

Much appreciated.

Did he ask about me?

No.

He didn't say "Halit"?

No, he didn't.

What did he say?

What did he say?

Vodka.

What else?

He asked if we had any vodka.

What else?

That was it. Then he fell asleep.

It was his heart.

He felt drowsy, suffocated.

- Is that how it really happens? - I don't know.

Didn't they tell you that?

- I guess so. - See?

Oh, we loved each other so much.

Yeah, I'm sure you did.

So we have to go meet some people.

Do you mind if we leave a bit early?

Try to be happy, Yus. Try to be happy.

This is how we all end up.

I'll try to do that.

Fadime, I'm not gonna lie.

I'm actually relieved.

I think this is the one you saw in my fortune.

Meryem, something's bothering me.

I was thinking... Do you think we should maybe back out of this one?

What? Why?

The guy dying on the road

made me wonder if we're doing the right thing here.

That was all the time he had left.

- I think we should move on. - Right.

The house is a great idea. I've been thinking about it for days.

Just imagine us living there.

I can't help but think about what you said.

We live in a town by the sea, but we don't go to the beach.

Now we can change that.

You were right, Yusuf.

We're too closed in.

I did the math. We can buy the place

once we sell our house and the mountain lodge.

Plus a small mortgage.

Come on, let's go.

The house is great, right?

Absolutely.

FOR SALE

Hello!

- Hello, there. - Hello.

- Welcome. - Thank you.

- Hey. - I'm Svetlana.

I'm Meryem.

And I'm Yusuf.

Come on. I'll give you the grand tour.

Something tells me that you will buy this house

and be very happy living in it.

Say cheese.

I said that correctly, yeah?

I'm apologize, but my Turkish is not so good.

- I'm still learning a lot. - No problem at all.

- Please don't worry about that. - Yeah, please.

When you're thinking of buying a house, you also need to hear the story of it.

Are you curious about that?

- Yeah, yeah. We'd love to know, please. - Oh, yes. Yes.

Mahmut Timuçin was the first owner of this place.

He was happily married.

They had their first child here.

But, um, Mahmut, as he gets older, becomes, um...

How do you say? The thing that's similar to menopause?

You mean andropause?

Yes! Andropause.

And with that, things start to go downhill.

The wife can't even recognize her husband.

He becomes, how do you say?

Changes?

- Oh, no. - Becomes emotional?

Mm, no.

Oh, I know! He turns into a total douchebag.

Is that a bad word in Turkish?

Uh, yeah, it is.

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

The man falls in love with a Russian woman.

Of course, Russian women very different to Turkish women.

For example, compared to his wife, the Russian woman gives more...

How do you say?

Kindness or care?

- Love? - Mm...

Blowjobs!

All of a sudden, Mahmut is well-behaved.

Who's that in the picture?

Mahmut Timuçin.

But who hung this up here?

You can't sell that fucking house without my consent!

I'll sell whatever I fucking want, you motherfucking bitch!

The next one will come right between your eyes, Russian bitch!

You're dead, motherfucker. You're fucking dead, you Turkish bitch!

Come back, you crazy fucking bitch!

Come back! Fuck you! Come here!

- Well, it does have a story. - Absolutely.

We should do this at night when the bar's crowded.

Yeah, we'll let it hover over the bar like this.

Just like that.

Yes, higher.

Yeah, and then move it to the other side.

Okay, buddy?

Will you kill her or should I?

Kill who? Take this.

I had a buyer for the house.

I was giving the tour.

There was a picture of you in the living room like a celebrity.

Out of the blue, someone shoots you in the forehead with an arrow.

We all had to take cover.

And guess who it was?

Şahinde.

- I'm gonna get the gun. - Easy. Don't get your panties in a bunch.

- I'll put a bullet in her head. - Calm down. Listen to me.

Hey, bring us some beer, man.

- Calm down. - Make up your mind.

I don't want that woman in our life.

Haven't I made up my mind already, huh?

Didn't I go through hell to be with you?

Do you really think I'd go back now?

I feel...

Come on, come on. Come on now. You're okay.

I will not leave you alone!

You motherfucker, I'm going to kill you!

You fucking bitch!

Come back here, you bitch! I'll tear your hair out, you motherfucker!

Damn you, Şahinde.

It all started with this arrow, so it's gonna have to end with it.

Just go back inside, damn it.

Dad?

Yes, son?

Can we talk for a minute in private? Now?

Private, huh?

- Yup. - Sure thing.

Come on. Have one.

But, Dad, you know I don't smoke.

Go ahead. Believe me. Fathers understand these things.

- I promised I don't smoke. - Go ahead. I'm cool with it.

With what?

This about a special lady?

Oh, no.

Shaving pubic hairs?

Dad, what are you talking about?

- You're ejaculating. - Dad, please.

Come on, have one, son.

- Go ahead. - Okay.

Well...

See?

I was right again.

Veli? Are you okay, son?

Hey, son. Are you okay?

Yeah.

Here, drink some water. Drink this.

Why didn't you tell me you don't smoke, moron?

Dad, I told you I didn't.

Talk to me.

What's going on?

- It's about the shop. - What about it?

I've been thinking. You know we have an e-shop?

Yeah.

Nowadays, everyone sells their products online.

Companies are setting up online shops and we have an Instagram account.

We could take pictures of the products. Put prices next to them.

If anyone buys something, we can deliver to them on a bike.

Yusuf, come on inside. The party's about to start. Come on.

I'm so proud of you, my boy. We'll talk tomorrow in the shop.

- Okay? - Okay, Dad.

Let's join the party.

Who said that?

- You did. - I said what?

I don't know.

You said you were a little of this and a little of that in the old days.

What do you mean, "a little of this, a little of that"?

I'm not sure.

Look. Are you trying to get yourself killed here?

Stop beating around the damn bush!

Well, you already had all the bushes beaten.

Uh, you talked about that German man and getting on his boat.

What exactly are you insinuating here?

Those weren't your words?

Yusuf told you that?

- No. - Then who did?

Meryem.

What did she say?

You want a recap?

Look, I've lived my entire life

with nothing but dignity,

and anyone out there that dares to question my dignity,

I'm going to shoot them between the eyes!

Who could say something like that?

I told you it was Meryem.

You even told Yusuf you fancied him.

Well then, tell me, who else would I fancy if not Yusuf, huh?

Isn't Yusuf like a brother to me? Huh?

Isn't Yusuf my loyal and beloved brother-in-law?

It's only natural that I fancy him.

The word around town is that you're playing for both sides.

What do you mean, playing both sides? Come here, get up. You, get up.

- Why? Where are we going? - We're going. I'll show you fairies. Move!

I'll shoot him first and then you!

- Why would you shoot me? - Then I'll shoot myself!

We, your mother and I,

have made a very important decision recently.

This place we're currently living in,

the special place you children were born in,

unfortunately and sadly, we'll all be moving out of, forever.

No.

But I don't wanna leave the house I grew up in.

It's such a beautiful house in an amazing location.

Truly magnificent. It's right by the sea.

The house is here. The sea is here. Practically next to each other.

- Really? That close? - The house is amazing.

We loved it.

We could go check it out together. How's that sound?

- We wanna see it now, Dad! - Let's go see it now!

The kids really wanna see it.

- Yeah, Dad. - Come on, please.

Uh, go get the door, why don't you?

Who is it?

- All right. We'll go see it. - Okay.

Hmm?

- Get in! Move! - Hey, easy. Ow!

Yusuf, what exactly did you think I meant

when I told you that I loved you?

I'm not really sure. Uh... kids.

Why don't you go to your rooms, please? Go, go.

You were saying?

Aren't you and I brothers? Aren't you my beloved brother-in-law?

Of course I am.

And why can't you just love your own brother?

Is being a faggot the only way?

Oh, what kind of word is that?

- Oh, my God. Don't say that. - Don't use that kind of language.

- That's what she said to me! - Did I say that?

- Did you not? - But you want me to finger your ass.

Whoa, Fadime.

- I'll fucking kill you. - Hey, what are you doing?

Hold on, I beg you, don't do it.

Stay back!

Sometimes she speaks total nonsense.

You know how she is. Don't do it, bro. Please don't do this.

You see that right there, Yusuf? Hmm?

The things people can accuse you of.

Anyone else would have massacred all of you.

This is all because I like reading good poetry.

This is all because I'm an art lover.

And when you add booze to the mixture,

emotions start to flow,

boundaries become blurry.

And you start telling your people how much love you have for them.

And look what happens then.

What? Don't worry about that.

He's right about that, you know? You can't control what people say.

Yeah, bro. Why would you care what people say?

Tell me.

Who started this disgusting rumor about me?

It's you again.

Stop following me.

Don't you have anything better to do than imitate me?

Always hitting the same spot?

That woman wouldn't come here for nothing.

She's gonna ask for something.

I'm sure she's heard about the beach house.

She can smell the money.

Should I blow her brains out?

You sound like a lunatic when you say things like that.

It's the only way to freedom.

She's the mother of my children.

Nothing we can do about it.

You know love is nothing but lies.

"Oh, I missed you, dear." And "I can't forget about you, dear."

All bullshit.

She's here for money.

This is how your women are.

When they're broke, they're like psychos.

Am I wrong?

Want another drink?

Stay here.

You want me to give you a treat?

Stop saying that. You know it's turning me off.

Why would you say it like that?

- Why does it matter how I say it? - Never mind. Come here.

Oh.

Look at them.

Dad, come on in. The water's great.

You know what? If I died right now, I wouldn't have a care in the world.

- What? - I'm so incredibly happy.

What if we don't get it?

Even if we can't buy it right now,

everything's perfect.

- Hey, Velihan! Stop it! - Hey, come on!

He doesn't want you.

He's with another woman.

He's making it clear he doesn't wanna be with you, okay?

It's just so obvious. How hard is it to understand?

Why can't you understand this simple concept?

You don't know your father like I do. Enough.

- Enough of what? - I said enough. Shut up.

You don't know what kind of love your father and I have between us.

What, are you stupid or something?

Let me ask you this. Why's Dad dumping you for that woman then?

Because she's a whore.

Whore or not, that's who he's shacking up with!

Watch your mouth!

- Didn't you just say it yourself? - Yes. I can say it, but you can't.

Mom, you're being really weird.

Come on. Shut up now.

Sometimes I think Daddy's right.

- Get out of the car then. - Not me. I didn't say anything.

So what? You're both cut from the same cloth, so get out now.

But wait... No, we need money. We don't have any with us.

Well, then, welcome to reality, my sweet princess.

Looks like you're not so tough now.

Mom, come on. We left home in such a hurry,

so I didn't have time to pack.

- Go ask your father. - No, Mom!

If he's so right all the time, go ask him!

Earth is going through a major change.

Why? Because she's sick.

Three-fourths of the Earth is water.

And so are we.

Our needs for sustaining life...

...are no different than the Earth's.

Why?

Because we are the children of Earth.

Earth, due to global warming,

and a whole bunch of other reasons, is sick,

and so we become sick too.

Earth is changing.

That means we are changing as well.

And because we've ignored Earth's warnings...

HOW ABOUT THIS ONE?

...humanity is facing a dilemma.

NICE

What do you think that dilemma is? Velihan?

And I think you've got an even bigger problem.

No, miss.

I'm all ears.

What do you think Earth will do in this predicament?

She's gonna declare war on humanity.

- There's nothing else to do, right? - Good job.

All right, viruses.

Next week, we'll analyze viruses.

I THINK WE SHOULD USE THIS

Let's see if these new viruses are made in a lab

or if they are new soldiers created by the sick world

in her attempt to survive.

We'll find out next time.

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.

Huh.

Um...

Do you sell large cup bras?

Oh, of course we do. And all of ours are 100% organic.

- What's "organic" mean? - The cotton. I mean, they're soft.

Nowadays, nearly all the bras are polyamide.

What's that?

Nylon, essentially.

Uh, you must have noticed how they make you sweat

and sticky and just kind of uncomfortable overall.

- Mm-hmm. - That means they're not organic.

Look what it says right here.

100% organic.

Oh, but I usually just pick them by their style.

I never really thought about the materials.

Well, um...

Mind taking a look at this one I'm wearing?

- Uh... - I'm sorry. I'm curious all of a sudden.

What's it say here?

- They make these unreadable. - Mm.

Uh, yeah, this one here, it says 100% polyamide.

Wow. For real now?

Yeah. Sorry.

But this is a quality brand.

Actually, the big brands are notorious for it.

Ahu.

Uh, what's that?

Ahu is my name.

Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't understand.

Well...

Polyamide is unfortunately really popular and mostly used in women's clothing.

Not a lot of men's clothes have that, Miss Ahu.

I'm sorry, but you see, now I'm just so curious.

Would you mind checking what the materials are in this one as well, please?

Uh, sure.

Yeah, uh, 90% polyamide, 5% spandex

and unfortunately, only 5% cotton.

- Can you show me some of your samples? - No problem. I can show them to you.

Uh... Hmm...

I decided to divorce him.

I've been thinking about it for a while

and it's just not working.

I mean, I've tried everything I can to save my marriage, but it isn't working.

He beats me.

Beats you?

He does. Has my brother ever beaten you?

In all our years together, he's never laid a finger on me.

See? That's what's normal.

Our marriage isn't normal at all.

The guy's not normal.

Fadime, what do you mean by "not normal"?

Well, um...

He's usually a sweetheart, but whenever he drinks...

Everything changes when he drinks.

How?

He just turns into someone totally different.

No, I can't take this anymore. So I've decided to end it. It's final.

Is there no other way?

I read Dostoyevsky at the age of 15.

Actually, I read all the great Russian classics when I was 15.

I loved each and every one of them.

All the Russian classics.

And I thought I was this intellectual person

and I'd have a great life.

But now, here we are.

An abused woman.

What do you think?

Something has happened to me.

I don't want to put up with it anymore.

I don't want to live for someone else

and I definitely don't want to wake up for someone else.

I'm done with that. I really want to change myself.

Have you ever told him that?

Yes, I have.

What did he say?

INCOMING CALL - HALIT

Excuse me. I'm looking for someone. Can you help me?

Okay, this is weird. I feel like I'm having déjà vu.

Déjà what?

What was her name again?

No, it's not déjà vu.

She's my twin sister. Did you find anything?

Kinda. What are you doing?

I've got news. Apparently, all lingerie contains polyamide.

- What's that? - It's nylon.

- What the hell are you doing? - I won't wear that crap again.

Everything in here's cotton.

We also recently started selling our merchandise online.

Wow, it is true.

I heard about polyamide before, but I had no idea it was nylon.

I'm gonna be buying this.

You do deliveries by any chance?

Yeah. Sure we do.

Our store's Instagram page is Yusuf Tuhafiye.

Yusuf Tuhafiye.

Anyway, you wanna check a few things out?

- You think I can? - Sure you can. They're all cheap.

Tell you what. I'll lay them all out for you, you can pick whatever you like.

Yes, bro?

Have you heard?

- What? - Fadime is leaving me.

Are you serious? She's leaving you?

She said she wanted a divorce. You should've seen her face.

It was so damn determined.

Well, uh, how are you?

Crushed.

I feel like I've been cut down like a tree.

Uh, just a minute, bro.

- This is everything, ladies. - Oh, thank you so much.

- I'm really sorry to hear that. - What the hell am I supposed to do now?

I can't make eggs.

I've never even opened up the door of the washing machine.

Just between us, I don't have anyone on the side.

I'm utterly desperate here.

Look, don't worry about it, bro. It'll be okay. We'll figure something out.

I have a liter of raki.

I'll drink it till it kills me. What else am I supposed to do, Yusuf?

Well, you know what we could do?

Maybe I could talk to Fadime tonight and...

I say we get shitfaced. Blow off some steam for a change.

- Where are you right now? - I'm at the shop.

- Cool, I'm coming over. - All right then.

Damn it.

We'll buy these.

Do you mind if I ask where we're going?

To where Kadir is. I thought we shouldn't drink without him.

Isn't the cemetery down the other road?

Cemeteries cost a fortune these days.

I was able to arrange a fake funeral for the man.

The poor guy didn't have anyone but himself.

Paid the imam a few bucks under the table.

Hauled off the body myself.

- Put it in the trunk of my car. - You what?

Are you saying Kadir is in the trunk now?

Of course not, Yusuf. Don't be stupid. I buried him that day.

Oh.

Kadir always loved the mountains.

So I buried him on this mountaintop.

Since it's hot, you cannot keep a dead body too long.

And the Ziebart thing costs a fortune.

Believe me.

BROTHER KADIR

Enjoy, Kadir, my good friend.

May he rest in peace.

He was a great guy.

He had me buy four houses.

He used to say, "Halit, when a man's tight on money,

the bank sends in their debt collectors, steps on his throat and takes his house."

So that's exactly what I did.

I stepped on their throats and took their houses!

Then I'd go and ask, how much should I pay him?

He said, "You don't owe me anything."

"If you really wanna call it even, buy me a large bottle of raki."

What else can you say about a guy like that?

May he rest in peace.

- Well, to your health. - Your health.

You wrote "Brother Kadir." He had a family name, didn't he?

No, of course he did. Yeah. No, he did.

And I can't seem to remember any of it.

I just couldn't remember.

That's why I didn't write it down, you know?

Mm.

Well, if you ask me, this feels more genuine anyway.

Right?

Yeah.

You know what my problem actually is, Yusuf?

I'm all ears, bro.

I couldn't change.

I stayed the same.

But you changed.

Look at your hair.

You changed your style, your wardrobe

and you threw out the old.

Opened yourself up to new things.

You know what I mean?

But I wasn't able to do that.

I couldn't change myself like you did.

And that is my real problem.

I basically stayed the same.

Well, what can I say?

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing or neither. I'm not sure.

You know I don't have any siblings, Yusuf.

So that's why I always considered you my own brother.

Well, thank you.

I pour my heart out on you.

I open up to you.

I see no difference between us.

Same here.

You know me, bro. I feel exactly the same.

I appreciate that. I do.

Now I have a question for you.

If you would allow me. If you don't mind, my brother.

Sure, bro, ask away.

You can ask me as many questions as you like.

The other night,

we talked about some things, remember?

But I didn't tell you to keep it between us.

Well...

You're right.

You know, we were both pretty wasted.

And it was all about the past.

Right. About the past.

No, I mean, your sister asked me very specific questions,

and I couldn't help but wonder where she might have heard those from.

I didn't tell her anything, bro.

Because other than you, I haven't told anything to anyone.

Right.

Maybe you might have told Meryem.

Meryem. Right.

Look at me, Yusuf.

Answer me.

I might have told her something.

When you were telling Meryem all my secrets,

were you laughing at me?

Whoa. Uh, no, I wasn't.

Why would I laugh at you?

I can't remember all the details exactly,

but I told her like it was a random, ordinary, normal thing that happened.

You told her about that German guy with the boat as well, didn't you?

Well, you know...

I don't remember that.

And then she told Fadime all about it.

I swear, I had no idea about any of that.

And that led us to this point right here.

Uh, certainly there's a mistake here, bro.

I really feel for you and this is on me.

Yusuf, I love you like you're my own flesh and blood.

You know that.

I know that, bro.

I can't possibly live without Fadime.

Well, here's what I can do for you, bro.

Let me handle all of that.

I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding.

I'm gonna talk to my sister and figure it all out.

She wouldn't believe you.

I know her so damn well.

Can't live my life without that woman.

I'd rather kill myself.

Don't do this, bro. Please, stop talking like that.

Kadir, my brother.

Kadir, my brother, get up!

Get up, Kadir!

- Kadir, get up! - What're you doing?

- Get up! We're coming. - He's dead. Leave him alone.

Please. I'm begging you, don't do this.

- Kadir! - Please don't.

Please don't touch him! The guy's dead!

Don't pull him out, please. Ugh!

- Why the hell are you taking him out? - Kadir!

- Dude, the guy is dead! Please. Ugh! - Kadir!

Let him rest. He's dead, bro!

Kadir!

Scrub it.

Scrub it off, man.

Scrub it all off.

Yusuf, what the hell happened to you?

What happened? Ugh.

Just wash it all off!

Please, all of it.

- Stop moving. - It was disgusting, Meryem.

Oh, please. Please, scrub it all off.