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Subtitles: Unefrien
[Music]
[Train Choos]
What did you want, Mrs. Fikriye?
500 gr ground beef. Do it without grease for God's sake... And chicken.
Ah, old days!
Back then, there was abundance, ladies!
My deceased father, he could fill up his gigantic storeroom...
...with today's amount for a 500 gr meat.
Eah! The poor was always poor.
Don't say that. Don't indeed! God goes in misery.
There was alms, there was aid for the poor. There was charity, decency and good morals!
Look at it now. Dishonesty is everywhere.
Above all, look how young girls dress, what they wear.
Aaa, tovbe tovbe! (may God forgive our sins)
Yeah, tovbe tovbe. Of course tovbe tovbe.
But...
...better to put a gallow on every single street.
To take an axe in the hand. Then like this!
- Girl, sister Iffet. - What?
Cover your breast, if my father sees it...
[Iffet] Okay, got it.
Alright, come on, walk.
- Hello Mrs. Saniye! - Hi!
>- What happened?
Uhm, father.. the thing is...
You forgot your bowl at home. You did not leave any money either.
- We will buy some groceries. - I gave some to you yesterday.
- It's finished. - Already, already?!
Why did you both come here?
Why didn't you send your little sister?
You want to fool around, don't you?
No, father. You sent her to buy some potatoes the other day, those were all decayed.
She has her head in the clouds.
That's not true, dad, you ate some too. Were they bad?
Oh, no, stop !
You think I don't know?
You are always going out on any flimsy pretext.
I swear I will give you two a severe talking to!
Take this money.
Buy what you need. And then straight home!
Yallah!
So hard for you, soo hard.
It really is.
It is also hard today to parent a girl.
Thanks God, mine are not like others.
You have been parenting them on your own for many years.
But how long will this last, Mr. Necdet?
A home without a wife?
[Murmurs]
Here, your change back.
- Hehe, did you see it? - You ***...
- You are loading the dice again. - Come on, look at my dear brother!
You tell me I am loading the dice, uh?
Whoever loads the dice, his whole life! His family and wife, I will f...!
Shh! Calm down man, so rude!
Go on playing.
>- I will play, you look at your own play. You are desperate.
- Sir Kadir. - Iffet, you are here?
Wait a second, I'll be right back. One minute.
Come on, play though!
- Why are you waiting? - I'll wait, take care of the customer.
Hi brother Cemil!
Hi!
- Yeah, go take care of them! - Alright, alright!
Do not ever cheat! I can notice it immediately.
Yes, tell me.
Half kilogram feta cheese, 2 packages Sana. 10 eggs.
And...
Uhm...
- What was it? - Pasta.
Aha, one spaghetti...
...Filiz, that's all.
10 eggs, 2 Sana, half kilogram feta cheese.
>- Is it high-fat cheese?
>- Is it high-fat cheese? - He is asking you!
Uh, oh? What is he asking?
It is high-fat?
Yeah, let it be.
I will also cook some meatballs.
I intend to cook some borek*.
- Is 15 eggs enough, Leman? - Ooo more than enough!
- Enough, enough. - Mommy, let's drink beer too.
- Girls, let's get up early, and arrive there early. - We should, we should.
Sultansuyu is far away!
Good that we don't go there on Sunday, it is crowded there.
Iffet, are you coming too?
Aaa, you don't know? Tomorrow, the whole neighborhood will go to Sultansuyu.
Oh sister, we should join them too.
- I will cut class. - Don't talk nonsense.
You don't know our father? We even cannot ask, he would kill us.
Half kilogram green pepper.
- Mom, who is bringing us there? - A friend of the driver, Cemil.
He has a truck.
- Poff!
"What a charming boy".
You ***, Nazan! One day you will plead for mercy.
- Aunt! Welcome. - My Nimet!
- Dear, thank you. - Let me leave, I'm late for school.
Stay, let me see your face for a second. [Laughter]
- Welcome, aunt. - Thank you, thank you.
Take them, for you.
Aunt, you shouldn't have!
Sistera, look at the t-shirt! How wonderful!
I'm certainly late for school. Ciao!
- Hey, your books? - Being a dolmus* driver is killing me softly. Money is in taxi driving.
[Iffet] Then be a taxi driver.
No company would hire me with this car?
They require a better car.
>- Oh, I'd love to have a '62 Chevrolet, shiny and sparkling...
...they would treat me as a king.
Never mind! You are my king.
My love.
Cemil stop, don't.
Well! Always "stop".
Don't be mad.
Let's not go further.
My mom'd always say "Everything should be in a timely order".
Alright, I understand.
- Let's get out of the car, huh? - OK.
- Well, take this. - I will.
Give it. [Music starts]
Wait! What are you doing Cemil?
Stop, my head jammed! I can't breathe.
Cemil, stop the joke.
Please open the window. I'll choke. Cemil please.
Cemil, get me out of here.
Cemil don't do anything, please.
Cemil please.
Cemil don't. Cemil!
Cemil!
Leave me. Leave me alone, please!
For God's sake!
Please leave me!
I beg you!
Heaven's sake!
Cemil don't, please don't!
Don't! Please!
[Screaming]
I'd have imagined something else.
In a different way.
How in a different way?
Well, another way.
At our own home, for example.
On the bedsheets I have laid on.
On white sheets.
Being married, I don't know...
Softer, tenderer, love...
You are so beautiful, I couldn't help it.
It will be as you described too. I'm sorry!
Don't be. I give in to what you want.
But please don't leave me. Don't ever think about someone else.
How could I, when you are here...
Where were you? It's been hours. I am hungry because of you.
What, silly. Why didn't you cook the meats?
Young lady, let me feed you, if you like.
That's contempt, pull your zip.
# Mihrabim diyerek sana yüz vurdum...
# Gönlümün dalinda bir yuva kurdum...
# Yillardan beridir...
Aaah! Watch your damned foot!
You flighty, you better watch your words, don't freak me out.
Aa! Mom, she called me flighty.
Don't answer that impudent, my sweetheart. Don't cheapen yourself.
Look at me, you old sack Neriman, give your daughter a earful.
She's been messing with me lately.
Watch your step, or I'll bump you off.
Iffet, that's not proper, not decent, dear. You should assert yourself.
Do you know why they keep annoying me?
I know, let it go.
- Sister, we are late, what are we gonna do? - How can I know it?
Am I driving the truck?
[Driver] Get off ladies, Nobody forget anything.
- Sister. - What?
We're in trouble. He is waiting for us.
- He looks very pissed. - Yes.
- Will he beat us? - I don't know.
- I don't have a daughter named Iffet! Disown her! Disown her!
Cemil...
Don't ever show up here. Get lost! If I ever see you again...
...I'll kill you.
Swear to God! Swear to God!
Beat it!
I'm not dead, Cemil.
I'll survive!
I'll live for you!
I swear you'll pay for this. You will!
You will!
God damn you!
- Stop Behiye, stop for God's sake! - Enough you! You've made me...
...sick and tired. Enough!
How dare you waste my money on this demon drink?
What will we eat? What will we drink this month? Tell me!
We'll figure it out. Don't exaggerate that much!
May God curse you! Shame on you!
- Don't punch me! The door is ringing! - I'm coming. You'll see!
OK, I'm coming!
- Aunt. - Iffet.
Are you awake?
Are you hurt?
Alas and alack, my baby. What happened to you?
You father beat you, didn't he?
Killing my sister was not enough for him? Oh, such a priest, so infidel.
Why did he go mad?
You were whispering "Cemil, Cemil" in your sleep. He abandoned you, didn't he?
And then, gossips. Your father heard them.
Cemil! Cemil!
- Iffet what's wrong? - Cemil! Cemil!
- Stop Iffet, compose yourself! - God blast you!
God blast you!
-Riza, come help, help! -Cemil! Cemil!
Burn in hell! Burn in hell!
- Aunt. - Yes, sweetheart.
I want to work.
Can you find me a job?
Sure, my dear.
I know a secretary in this agency. "Bring her here, we'll see" she said.
They need a model.
I hope, you'll get the job.
I understand. I'll call you back.
Yes. No, Ebru quit already.
Do you want Hulya?
Blonde, tall, 1.70 meters.
Yavuz, OK. Deal. OK.
Pof! We're busy as hell today.
Here, this is Iffet. My niece.
- Hi. - Hi.
She's very pretty.
Mr. Murat is on the stage. They are in photo shoot now.
Please wait here. Come Iffet.
Turn around. Very good.
And again. Stay relaxed. Bravo, perfect.
OK. Stand like this. Raise your arm.
Turn around. Stop.
That's good.
Don't say "good" to anything. What's good here!
Be lively, girl! With this sleepy face you can only advertise a bed!
Come on, Nese.
- That's very good. - No, it's not!
Indeed not!
Look, dear, look honey.
Are you a model? Or are you waiting for a bus, can't distinguish!
Is it really that hard! Look Nese.
Advertising agencies need practical models, you got it?
Practical ones!
Don't cry, do not nettle me!
I'll go crazy! My God! I'll blow a fuse eventually!
That's all we need!
Alright, switch off. Five minutes' break.
Oh Lord, why so vicious!
- Excuse me! - What?
Photograph. Who?
An acquaintance. Iffet.
Iffet... Like this?
If you like, let's put on some make-up on her.
Please, if you don't mind!
Call Nevin. Go to the make-up room.
God help us please.
Yes, OK, ready.
Sinan take your place. Switch on.
Be relaxed, my girl, be calm. Lighten up a bit!
Come on.
Think about it. Stop. You'll impress women. Come on.
Your lips should have a little gap in between.
Take it!
Very good. Take one more.
Your eyes should shine. Your eyes should beam.
Eyes. Your eyes are very important.
Think, thousands of people will be staring at you.
Take, take, take. Be imposing, imposing!
Are you happy with the model? She's very talented, right?
You want another blonde?
Hi.
Hold on a second.
Hi. Where have you been? Everything is fine. You're very pretty.
Mr. Murat is waiting for you, go ahead.
Good luck.
Sit down.
Look, what do you see?
Nothing.
Love, hate, rage, passion, storm... All of them.
And they are together, being a skein. I see it, I see the different.
You, girl, you're different. Let's talk about business.
What do you want to be?
You don't know. Aa, one moment. Let me tell you.
Very beautiful, very sexy, very famous...
...very strong, very, very, very...
Very what? Or all of them?
Very strong.
- Why did you pick that one? - Will I have power?
Are you ready to pay the price?
Good.
Don't forget, you'll only do what I tell you. Only what I.
What I ask, what I tell.
Unconditionally. Alright?
You're more than a model that hobbles on the stage, you got me?
Or than those celebrities.
I'll create a master piece out of you.
Those that believe that Murat is gone, wait a bit more.
>- First of all, your name Iffet is nonsense and inconvenient.
>- From now on, your name is Demet.
You'll change. Your hair, your eyes, your eyebrows, your face.
Entirely, from top to toe you'll be someone else.
We'll buy you new clothes. Full-fashioned, glorious, charming.
Experts will guide you.
I'll rent you a house. A brand new, clean one.
Read, take classes. Learn how to sit, how to stand, how to speak.
Be aware of intellectual womanizers as well.
I'll introduce you a journalist. From tabloid press.
A well-connected person.
A little flirty too.
He'll take pictures of you. He'll ask you, you'll undress.
But only to some degree.
Give them what they want, level-appropriate, of course.
After, the others will be interested in you.
And then the others.
There will be a big boom of you in the media.
Commercials will be offered. The big star Demet.
I will arrange the relations with the advertising agencies.
You'll make movies, you'll be seen on TV.
Commercials, TV's... you'll be demanded by the most famous agencies.
Your pictures will embellish the calendars.
And of course. Big movie star Demet.
With the most famous celebrities, the most famous artists.
Paychecks, the size of millions. Jewellery.
You pay them back. You'll flow continuously.
And you'll indeed pay them back.
You'll enter the high society. They actually won't let you in.
Only the depressed married men...
...or the singles that try to prove that they are big lady-killers ...
...will be your victims. That's all.
And definitely, you won't fall in love. You won't grease their palm.
Do not even believe the ones that want to marry you. Shoot and scoot!
That's your task.
If you listen to me, money, wealth, fame will be yours.
Power will be yours.
And of course I'll get what I deserve.
Wait! What are you doing? Leave me alone! Where are you bringing me?
I said leave me alone!
Leave me ...!
Leave me alone!
Leave...!
[Iffet] Where are we going? Answer me.
We won't hurt you, don't be scared.
I'm not scared. I only want to know where we're going
Help, help!
Come here, come here, don't run! Come over here.
I can't work here anymore, help me!
What's is to be scared of. That's all.
Oh, my master, great master, welcome.
Miss Demet, right?
Very well. You don't know me, but I know you.
Quite early... In the morning, right?
Apologies, I'm, I'm Haluk.
I think I've drunk too much.
But what can I do, can I do? Because, I get bored Miss Buket.
Pardon me, Miss Demet.
Do you know what boredom is?
I want to have some fun in my life. Sit down please.
As you saw. Our maid almost wetted herself...
...just because I shot the glass on her head.
How frightened was she...
I look for bravery in somebody. Are you in, huh?
You're scared, right? I want uhm, well...
I'm Haluk, the Haluk! King of the huntsman, Haluk. King of the huntsman.
Hey, take this. If you can, go over there, and put this on your head.
Bravo!
Single shot. I bet 1 million, if I miss. 1 million liras.
I'll give it, if I hit as well, deal?
My gosh! You're a gallant dame .
Ninety percent of women escape this house. If they cannot, they wet themselves.
Now be careful! Don't move.
I hit it, hit it hard! I'm a big shooter! Bully for me.
- Now it's my turn. - What turn?
My turn.
Let's make your life more fun.
What are you doing?
What am I? I'll shoot one at you too. I bet 1 million as well.
Take this glass and go over there.
Put it, come on!
Wait don't, don't!
Don't shake!
Have you ever touched a gun before? Please don't, please.
You'll hit me, not the glass, for sure. Stop.
Look, listen to me carefully.
If you don't shoot, I'll give you 10 millions. OK?
Don't shoot!
You could have killed me.
Is your life more colorful now?
Or did you wet yourself?
- Who the hell are you, who are you! - Haluk.
Are you a bandit? How come you kidnap me?
One minute, one minute!
Are we in the wilds, how dare you brought me here?
Listen to me, listen.
Boorish.
Primitive animal.
Oh, wait a second.
I can come over anytime if I'm invited over as a human.
What if you shot me dead? You bumped into a wrong person, oaf!
Be a man first!
And if you ever try to give me money...
...I will fold those millions and...
You got me?
Miss Buket! Well, Demet, Miss Demet, where are you going?
One second please.
Why is she so angry?
Hello. Who's this?
- Who? - Haluk?
Look at me! Do you know what time it is?
Noon? It might be.
Leave me alone, OK?