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Bon appétit, Kahraman! Go for it!
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Feride?!
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Didn't you promise her just this evening?
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My stomach is in knots from anger.
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I thought you said no dessert.
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I did! I'm eating out of anger.
Keep eating, but it doesn't help at all.
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Then you shouldn't have eaten it, Kahraman. Such a waste!
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Feride! I'm already mad!
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We'll talk about this tomorrow morning, come on.
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Feride, I can't deal with what she did this evening.
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Don't be upset.
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How could I not be, Feride?
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It's late. Let's go to sleep.
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Okay.
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- You're diabetic.
- Alright, alright.
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- Your blood sugar just spiked.
- Alright, alright.
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You also eat while preparing these, right?
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Alright, Feride. That was the last bite.
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Okay, my dear. I believe you.
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I'm pissed off tonight. Don't push me.
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- Good evening.
- Good evening.
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Is there a bus going to Bodrum?
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You can' find one at this time, ma'am.
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But you can take a connection bus from Antalya.
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Got it. Can I have one?
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I'm booking for one.
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Is it for a woman?
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Yes, it's for a woman.
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Name, please?
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Nazlı Baklavacıoğlu.
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No, thank you.
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Tomorrow will be the first day of my new life.
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I know it's very cliché, but that's what it is.
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My home, my family, my friends, and...
Antep (Gaziantep).
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I'm leaving everything behind.
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I could've hung on for a little while, actually.
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But it didn't work out.
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After four years at university in Ankara,
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coming back home was a real shock.
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It turns out my dear father,
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the most famous baklava maker in Gaziantep
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and, in my opinion, the best in the world,
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Kahraman Baklavacıoğlu, had organized a dinner
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to welcome me back home.
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And my mom, Feride, had shown off all
her cooking skills.
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We waited for so long,
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missed her, but it was worth it.
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Thank God!
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You were worried about how four years would pass.
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I remember the day she went to Ankara
like it was yesterday.
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She graduated and came back already!
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She's the first university graduate in the family.
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My little sister!
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Don't make a big deal, sis.
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That's right, Nazlı. We're proud of you!
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Right, dad?
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University is over and Nazlı is back.
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May God never take her away from Antep again!
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Amen!
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Everything was going fine.
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But they had also invited the future in-laws.
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That is, my dad's business partner
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and dear friend, Uncle Ökkeş,
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and his wife, Aunt Hayriye.
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Their son Kadir is there too, of course!
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Kadir!
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Meaning, my future husband!
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My dad,
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mom,
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grandfather,
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my sister,
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my brother-in-law,
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and even my little brother,
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everyone is supportive of this marriage.
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We all gathered around the table,
filled with joy.
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But unfortunately,
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after a few minutes,
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things went crazy!
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My dear Nazlı!
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What are my top three favorite dishes?
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Eggplant kebab, yuvarlama, and şiveydiz.
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Did you learn the recipe?
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Are you going to make the yuvarlama
in small pieces like mom does?
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I'm not going to.
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Why?
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Because I'm not a chef, Kadir.
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Because I want to work.
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Where will you work?
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I don't know yet. Maybe at a university.
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In Ankara?
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Are you going back?
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Feride?
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Did you know about this?
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You're not going back right away, are you?
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You just got here, Nazlı.
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Right, dad? She just got here.
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Who will take care of the house?
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Let her alone!
Let her do whatever she wants.
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Once the baby comes,
she'll stay at home, anyway.
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No!
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Why?
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I won't have children either.
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Oh my!
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Everyone's finished eating,
and we're still sitting here.
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The desserts are waiting in the kitchen.
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You sit.
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Come on, you!
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Nazlı, come on! Help me in the kitchen.
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Come on!
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Have you lost your mind?
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Is your brain not working properly?
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What's wrong with you?
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Döne, give me the plates.
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Mom, I didn't say anything wrong.
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Are you still talking?
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I just said that I want to work.
What's wrong with that?
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Perfect timing, really!
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Just like that, in front of everyone!
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You will give your father a heart attack!
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When was I supposed to have said it?
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Now you're asking?
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But you've been busy with prep
since I got here.
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So you decided to bring it up
in front of the whole Antep!
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Good choice!
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Mom!
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Mom, what?
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Sweetie, we'll talk when
it's the right time.
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Not like this, in front of everyone.
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Look how Hayriye's staring at us!
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Take this.
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Take this.
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Don't stare!
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Just walk!
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Nazlı, what's going on with you?
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No one is listening to me.
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You didn't spend all those years in university
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just to stay home, of course.
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Try telling them that.
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They'll come round. Don't worry.
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Kadir, didn't you hear what he said?
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They act like I'll just give up working
and stay home once I have a kid.
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We'll think about that
when the time comes.
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Come and work at the shop
as much as you want.
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At our shop?
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Yes.
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Kadir, I don't know how to make baklava.
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They wouldn't let me handle the register.
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What will I do?
Package stuff all day?
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What's the point of being at the shop
if it's the same as being at home?
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Well, work is work.
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Kadir, please, at least you get me.
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I want to do something else.
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I want to experience life.
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Where will you do this, Nazlı?
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I could work at a company.
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Or it could be at university.
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My friends are doing assistantship,
I could join them.
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Which friends?
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My friends from university.
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Those snobby, softie guys!
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They are all after you, right?
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No one is after me or anything.
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They are!
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I know those snobs well!
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But I'll break those guys' bones!
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There's no guy, Kadir!
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I'll gouge their eyes out!
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What the heck is this now?
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An assistant, huh?
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Who do you think you are,
chasing my fiancé?!
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Kadir, I'm going.
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Nazlı!
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Nazlı, what?
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Kadir, don't do this, please!
