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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.
-
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.
-
Thank God!
-
You were worried about how four years would pass.
-
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.
-
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!
-
Everything was going fine.
-
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.
-
We all gathered around the table,
filled with joy.
-
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.
-
Once the baby comes,
she'll stay at home, anyway.
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No!
-
Why?
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I won't have children either.
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Oh my!
-
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?
-
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.
-
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.
-
They'll come round. Don't worry.
-
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.
-
At our shop?
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Yes.
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Kadir, I don't know how to make baklava.
-
They wouldn't let me handle the register.
-
What will I do?
Package stuff all day?
-
What's the point of being at the shop
if it's the same as being at home?
-
Well, work is work.
-
Kadir, please, at least you get me.
-
I want to do something else.
-
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.
-
My friends are doing assistantship,
I could join them.
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Which friends?
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My friends from university.
-
Those snobby, softie guys!
-
They are all after you, right?
-
No one is after me or anything.
-
They are!
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I know those snobs well!
-
But I'll break those guys' bones!
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There's no guy, Kadir!
-
I'll gouge their eyes out!
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What the heck is this now?
-
An assistant, huh?
-
Who do you think you are,
chasing my fiancé?!
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Kadir, I'm going.
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Nazlı!
-
Nazlı, what?
-
Kadir, don't do this, please!
-
What did I say, Nazlı?
Something bad?
-
Look.
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I brought you something.
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Our famous 23rd April photo.
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It was mom's idea.
-
The wedding invitation will
look like this if you like it.
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You and me.
Our fate is tied together, Nazlı.
-
See, even back then...
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What do you think? Do you like it?
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I like it, it's nice.
-
You're worth everything, Nazlı.
-
If it wasn't for university,
we'd never have been apart,
-
but anyway, thank God that's over.
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(Hayriye) Kadir! Come on, son!
We're leaving.
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I'll print the invitations then?
-
Kadir, can we wait a bit?
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There's nothing to wait for.
Don't worry.
-
Everything will be just the way
you want it.
-
Nazlı.
-
Come here.
-
Nazlı, what was that you said at dinner?
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I just wanted to talk, dad.
-
When the time comes,
we'll ask your opinion, of course.
-
But in front of the guests,
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especially family friends,
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the family you're going to marry into.
-
Did that seem right to you?
-
Kadir's looking at you with those eyes.
-
Ökkeş and Hayriye are doing
everything you want.
-
What are you making an issue out of?
-
Why do you keep insisting on working?
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Did I study all those years
for nothing, dad?
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Who's telling you not to work?
-
Look, sweetie,
-
this marriage isn't like
the pretend marriage games
-
you played as a kid.
-
It takes responsibility.
-
You'll take on the responsibility
for a whole house,
-
and for your husband.
-
Then you'll have kids, and you'll be
responsible for them too.
-
Dad!
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You don't understand!
-
I don't want to get married.
-
Why?
-
Because is why!
-
Did Kadir do something wrong?
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No, dad!
-
So?
-
I've changed my mind.
-
Dad, I'm not ready for marriage.
-
What were you thinking when you told
everyone you were getting married,
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or Ökkeş's entire family came to ask
for your hand in marriage?
-
Would it have been better if
I'd realized after getting married, dad?
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What about Kadir?
-
This is the best thing for him too.
-
Oh, so you're the one making decisions
for him too!
-
Who do you think you are?
-
Your mouth is running non-stop!
-
There is no apparent reason.
-
Aren't you ashamed of treating
all these people like children?
-
You disrespectful!
-
Dad!
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Shush! Be quiet!
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It's our fault anyway.
-
We showed you respect,
-
listened to you,
-
asked for your opinion,
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treated you like an adult
and talked to you!
-
You just say whatever crosses your mind!
-
How can you talk like that?
-
Who do you think you are, spoiled brat?!
-
What do you mean, who am I, dad?
-
You're just all over the place!
-
Are you playing games
with all these people?
-
Enough!
-
It's all because of you that
these kids can talk like this!
-
In this family, a promise is made once
and never taken back.
-
If Kadir's done nothing wrong,
-
if there's no apparent reason,
-
then we're done talking about this!
-
Our family will keep its word, that's it!
-
Have you lost your mind?
-
Sis, not you too! Give me a break!
-
Do you have any idea
how many girls would kill to marry Kadir?
-
You think you'll find someone better?
-
Then let them marry him!
-
Oh, listen to her!
-
Sis, I'm not in love, okay?
-
Happy now?
-
Just a month ago, you wanted this.
-
His whole family came
and asked for your hand.
-
What changed?
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I just don't know.
-
Ever since I got back,
I don't feel the same about him anymore.
-
You're just scared, that's all.
-
Now that it's getting real,
you're panicking.
-
It happens to everyone before marriage.
A little doubt is normal.
-
Not if you're really in love.
-
Oh, come on!
-
She says she's not in love.
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And what do you know about love?
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My beautiful girl.
-
Well, at least I know what love isn't.
-
Nazlı, these things aren't always
so obvious.
-
Look at me—I had an arranged marriage
with your father.
-
But over time, we got to know each other,
-
and we built a life together.
-
That's different.
-
I've known Kadir since forever.
-
Even better!
-
First she says she's "not ready",
now she's "not in love".
-
She's completely lost it!
-
Listen, sweetheart,
-
love isn't just about locking eyes and
feeling fireworks.
-
That's just movies, that's theater!
-
Kadir is a good guy. He's kind, right?
-
You two have always gotten along.
-
Your house is even ready.
-
But no, she just has to
make things difficult!
-
Sister! Do you want me to end up like you?
Is that what you want?
-
Nazlı!
-
What's that supposed to mean?
-
Nazire.
-
No, mom! Hold on a minute!
-
Tell me, what's wrong with my life?
-
Nazire, don't push her.
-
So now I'm the bad guy?
-
My God!
-
Come on, girl.
-
We'll talk about these tomorrow.
Get some rest.
-
Mom, I said what I said.
-
Marriage is not a child's game.
-
Tomorrow, you'll kiss your father's hand*
and apologize. Understood?
-
Now go to bed.
Good night.
-
I had two choices.
-
I could stay and accept this marriage...
-
or...
-
Döne, bring the clotted cream too, dear.
-
Right away.
-
Good.
-
Nazlı's still not up?
-
She's sleeping.
-
What kind of sleep is this?
-
Nazire, tell her to come so we can talk.
-
Mustafa Can!
-
My strong boy!
-
Go get a loaf of bread, come on.
-
Just bread?
-
Just bread.
-
I want my change down
to the last penny, got it?
-
I take my commission,
what's the big deal?
-
No one in this house cares about
Mustafa Can!
-
Go on, go on!
-
Mom!
-
Nazlı is gone!
-
What do you mean, "gone"?
-
She's not here! See, she left this note.
-
I tried to talk, but you didn't listen.
-
This isn't going anywhere.
-
I can't stay here.
If I do, my life will be ruined.
-
I'm leaving.
-
Mom, this girl is crazy!
-
Look how she drew her father!
-
What does she mean, "I'm leaving"?
-
Has she lost her mind?
-
We're dead!
-
Dad's gonna kill us!
-
Your grandpa's gonna have a heart attack!
-
The whole Antep is gonna hear about this!
-
Be silent!
-
She didn't run away!
What are you talking about?
-
She didn't?
-
Then what did she do?
-
She's upstairs.
-
Doing what?
-
She's sick.
-
Sleeping.
-
Dad! You don't understand!
-
I don't want to get married.
-
What were you thinking when you told
everyone you were getting married,
-
or Ökkeş's entire family came to ask
for your hand in marriage?
-
Would it have been better if
I'd realized after getting married, dad?
-
I'm not ready for marriage.
-
Kahraman, did you read today's paper?
-
It says women shorten men's lifespan.
-
Hand it over.
-
If she acts like this after marriage,
we're doomed.
-
People will say,
"What kind of daughter did you raise?"
-
If Ökkeş hears about it,
he won't even talk to us.
-
Grandpa, there's not enough pistachio.
-
Alright, alright!
-
Stay out of things you don't know!
-
Dad!
-
Dad, look, there's not enough pistachio.
-
Go inside, the customers
will be here soon.
-
And who's gonna do
all the work here?
-
We'll handle it.
-
Yeah, right!
-
I know how you "handle" things!
-
- Dad, you spilled it!
- Master! It's ready!
-
Kahraman.
-
Pour some more.
-
Not like that, son!
Pour out the whole ladle!
-
Wait, wait, wait!
That's too much!
-
Of course it is!
The syrup got wasted!
-
Well, if you don't hold it right,
of course it's gonna spill!
-
Dad, I've been doing this for 30 years.
-
"Hold the ladle like this,
-
pour less, pour more..."
-
Don't you trust me?
Just let me work!
-
You learned this trade from me!
-
And now you think you can
tell me when to step aside?
-
I didn't mean that, dad!
-
He didn't mean that, Uncle Memik.
You're our master!
-
When the cat's away, the mice will play!
-
Don't say that, Dad.
-
Quiet!
-
Still talking!
-
You learned how to knead the dough
and shape the baklava from me, you brat!
-
You've got flour under your feet, Ruşen!
-
Sorry, Grandpa.
-
Bunch of rookies!
-
You don't know a damn thing!
-
Master! It's ready!
-
When your father and I opened this shop,
it was just the two of us.
-
No one else.
-
60 years!
-
And now he's telling me to go
sit at home!
-
How disrespectful!
-
You're right, Master Memik.
-
Shut it!
-
You're just backing him up!
-
One kilo of dry baklava, here you go.
-
Thanks, Master Kahraman.
-
Ehm, my change?
-
Huh? Oh, right.
-
Sorry about that, Mehmet.
He was just distracted.
-
No worries.
Have a good one!
-
Thanks.
-
Kahraman, what's the matter?
-
Ökkeş, my head's all over the place.
-
He's your father and my master.
-
We'll manage somehow.
Let it go! Don't be upset.
-
Everything's coming at me, Ökkeş.
-
Partner, listen!
-
How about we grab a drink tonight?
-
Ökkeş, I'm not in the mood.
-
That's exactly why we should talk.
-
I'll just go home.
-
We'll order kebabs,
have a couple of drinks, huh?
