He got some messages.
What? What messages? What kind?
He sent all the photos since the first day of your relationship
saying, "This is my family album."
Is that why Cem Murathan ran away?
Because of Ömer?
Leyla, don't.
Cem won't come back from London before the wedding.
-What's going on, Leyla? -Mom, just a minute.
I need to talk to Cem Murathan.
Leyla, dear.
Mom. I know what you're going to say. Wait a minute.
The person you have called cannot be reached. Please…
You'll check on Edis, right? Okay. Go.
-Leyla! -Leyla!
Come on. Come.
-Come on, baby. -We prepared so much.
Wait a minute, I'm coming.
Leyla, dear.
I'm ready.
And the moment we've been waiting for.
Everybody, put down your drinks. And look here.
Leyla, we wish you guys a lifetime of happiness.
But this wedding gift is just for you.
Leyla! Say hi to Murat!
THANK YOU, NEXT
Did you go on a vacation with that girl of yours as well?
-Are we doing this again? -Never!
-Just couldn't help but wonder. -Don't.
These are on the house.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
-It's nice to have you back, Ms. Leyla. -Thank you. Thanks.
So, Ms. Leyla, who were you here with then?
I thought we wouldn't go into that.
If we start going down that road, I'm sure I have things to say too.
I didn't lead as colorful a life as you did at that time.
Well…
What was it again? "Dump the ex, find the next."
"Kiss first, meet later, and rejoice!"
-Oh! -Weren't those words about here?
Look, whatever I did was after we broke up, Ömer.
But you--
-Hey. Are they arguing? There. -You're kidding.
You kissed that girl when we were still together.
Then you were together for one and a half years. 18 months!
Okay. All right, let's drop it. I won't get into this.
I think we should talk, spill our guts, and be done with it.
Ömer, please. Let's not ruin the mood. I'm begging you.
No, let's talk.
This will escalate. Maybe you should intervene, love?
Leyla!
-I want to take a photo of you! -That's it! Yes.
-Smile, you two. Yes. Right. -Smile.
Great. Smile. Kiss!
-Got it! -Take our photo too. All together.
-Come on, together. Come. -Come.
-Come here, Doctor. -Let me fix my hair.
Guys, this photo's caption is, "Make love, not war."
You saved us from a grave danger, Sarp, dear.
-Oh, my favorite! -Murat, you already have one.
I'm drinking for you too, since you can't drink.
-I'm getting pissed off. -Love…
Do you have something to drink, love? Are you still drinking that?
I really don't get you guys.
Everyone is involved in each other's business. Why?
-This is who we are, sweetie. -Don't, Funda.
-I don't like this behavior. -Pff!
It's so hot. Let's go swimming.
Smile for once. Come on. Let's go swim.
-Let's go. Come on, drop it. -Let's go.
-To the sea, let's go. -No one can act individually.
-Everything has to be done together. -Yes, we'll swim together. Come on.
-What are you doing? I don't want to. -Last one to go in pays the bill!
Come on!
Go, go, go!
Jump, jump!
-Jump, Doctor! -Come, come!
-Who's paying for the drinks? You are! -Congrats.
This is so nice.
Would you like me to belly dance for you tonight?
-Please do. -Do it!
-Do you want it? -Please do it!
-Do it. -Do it.
I'll do anything for my husband.
-Never mind that, are we swimming tonight? -Yes!
-We are. -For sure!
-You look like you won't go in. -I have an idea to avoid getting cold.
-Yeah? -What was that game?
You throw the ball and--
-Tequila pong! Come on! Tequila pong! -Guys, please don't say tequila.
-No. Let's just drink. -What did I just say?
-Didn't I say I want my prey alive? -Oh, Esra!
Listen. All right! Truth or Dare, then. That's it.
-Shh. That game won't do. -What do you mean?
-We shouldn't play that. -Why?
Dare! Dare!
Okay! I got this!
-Just play. -Shall I go first?
Guys, I got this. Okay. I go first. Dare. Go.
Have you ever cheated on Leyla?
Wait. Let me get that one.
-How stupid can you be, man? -You're an idiot.
You deserve this, really.
-This is what Truth or Dare is. -Are you happy now? Was it fun?
Isn't that right?
Oh, Ömer is here.
-It's incredible here, man. -Come.
Come, dude. Welcome.
All the messed up ones are here. Come on. What's up?
-I missed you. -Me too, man.
-Balım. Come. -Welcome, bro.
My childhood friend Ömer we mentioned. And Balım is my friend from high school.
We know each other.
Wait a minute. Did you really not know Balım would be there?
No. How would I know?
We barely knew each other. She was Buddy's vet, you know.
Buddy's vet wasn't her, but okay. Whatever you say, Ömer.
Honey, our vet moved to Bodrum during the pandemic.
And I found a new one, remember?
Okay, whatever.
Didn't you even know she was Sinan's friend?
Look, I swear on Buddy, I didn't know.
Keep Buddy out of it.
Then?
-You're kidding? -Really.
-I'm Buddy's vet. -You're kidding.
-How are you? -Fine. Welcome.
Hello. Come here.
Okay, fine. All right. Skip this part and get to the point.
How did you get so close all of a sudden?
She had also broken up with her boyfriend.
What do you mean, "also"? We hadn't broken up, Ömer.
Will you let me tell it?
Okay, go on. But we hadn't broken up. Make sure you get that part right.
Anyway…
Her four-year relationship had ended.
One morning, I woke up wanting to run away from that place.
She told me about how she was hurt, how she'd lost her confidence.
She told me things like that, which I knew all too well.
As she spoke, I started talking as well.
-But you didn't run away, did you? -I couldn't.
Are you okay?
I don't think I am. I'm not okay.
I'm so tired.
I know.
Oh, wow. She was literally looking for prey, huh?
-I'll stop if you're going to do this. -No, go ahead. But this was a clear trap.
It was a trap, and you should know that.
She laid her eyes on you from afar.
She set the bait, and you fell for it right away.
You don't have to be okay.
I don't think it was a calculated move just to fuck around.
Thank you.
I don't know.
I felt valued.
I liked being desired.
I think that was how she felt too. So we took off.
That very night, huh?
You cheated on me that night, Ömer, huh?
"Took off."
Let's not kid ourselves.
Our relationship was already over.
Don't give me that, for God's sake, Ömer.
I think our turning point was the day I proposed to you.
Nice, go on. Go on, I love it.
Let's see what stories you'll come up with to justify yourself.
It's not a story. I went through this, I know this.
Things were great when we had our own places, right?
Then I lost my job during the pandemic.
I moved in with you, which was my biggest mistake.
-I shouldn't have listened to you. -Oh, that was my fault too?
Of course not. You're not to blame.
It was just…
I think we just weren't ready for it.
I understand you.
You suddenly felt invaded, right?
Later on, I thought about this too, you know.
Everything changed so quickly when we started living together.
We still could have moved in together, but you know…
When the time was right.
I would have proposed to you.
But first, I needed to get my shit together.
You looked after us for two years.
I was getting money from my parents.
When you're in that situation, you can't get it up.
Embarrassed one second, ashamed the next…
My libido went out the window.
I now understand why you had such a bad temper back then.
I was unhappy.
I know, my love.
I knew it, I mean.
That's why I felt kind of not enough.
As I withdrew myself, you became silent.
As you grew silent, I pulled away even more.
Then you distanced yourself too. It went on…
It went on, and you fell into that trap. Is that so?
Pff! That's it. I'm not telling anything else.
Hold on! I'll ask you one last thing.
Why did it end with Balım?
My love for you never ended. That's why.
Let's not hide anything from each other anymore.
For as long as it lasts.
Until I get sick of you.
Wow! What are you doing?
-Ömer, it's too cold. Come back here! -Come, I'll keep you warm.
That's why my ears were ringing. I was wondering who was talking about me.
We talked about you too, of course.
Nothing was left unspoken.
So, you've set the table again. Good. It's good to start fresh sometimes.
-What's wrong? -Oh.
I'm fine. Nothing is wrong. I think I just ate too much.
But the food is extraordinary, Chef.
-Mmm! -Enjoy.
You really know your stuff.
Now…
I'm officially and completely in your hands.
-Congratulations. -Thanks.
All right, now that we have attorney-client privilege…
Yeah?
Tell me, how are things with Defne?
Things are good.
Chef, what's that smile?
Your eyes sparkled once you heard Defne's name.
Chef, are you in love? Tell me the truth.
Let's say Defne slipped through the crack you made in my armor.
I've never seen you like this. I can see that you're happy.
I'm happy. I'm good. I'm really good.
Glad to hear that.
What does Cem Murathan say about this?
I'm not the one who takes care of that.
INCOMING VIDEO CALL FROM ÖMER
Sorry, I'll be right back.
-Ömer? -Did you like it?
Whose house is that?
Sinan found it. I think I'll rent it. Did you like it?
Oh?
Four bedrooms. Two bathrooms. One guest bathroom.
It has a fireplace, a garden, a terrace.
And it's not far from the city.
-Excellent. Move in there right away! -It's really beautiful.
Wait a minute.
He didn't ask me if I wanted to move in with him yet.
He just asked if I liked it.
Not like he's going to shit in each toilet one after another.
-Sarp! -He's eventually going to ask you.
The doctor stood her up again. Wanna bet?
Man, I don't want to say anything, but he's one peculiar dude.
-Really. -I had a very hard time on vacation.
-We all did a good job tolerating him. -All right, never mind that bore.
-Ömer got the house. Where is the ring? -Why ring right away?
What do you mean, "right away"? It's been seven and a half years.
If you count the separated period as well, it adds up to nine years. Nine years!
Nine years.
-I think he'll propose on her birthday. -Hey! You know something.
-You do. -Nope.
If I were him, I'd pop the question on her 30th birthday.
-Well, you're like… -You're…
-Seriously. -What am I like?
-Darling? -What's wrong?
I'm sick of this. Really.
I can't deal with that man. He's driving me crazy. Such a weirdo.
Who? Kerem?
Shut up.
He was supposed to introduce me to his parents tomorrow night.
-But he'll be on call yet again. -Well, you can go on the weekend.
His family is supposedly going to İzmir on the weekend.
He just makes up excuses.
He took all the shifts at the hospital. Just to avoid introducing us.
He's literally running away.
Leyla. Where are we at with Tuba Tepelioğlu's book?
We postponed the publication date by court order.
An expert will examine it.
She's hosting an exhibition based on the book.
-What? -What?
The exhibition has the same title. Living With a Narcissist.
-What? -Wow.
Let me see, Leyla.
Oh, wow.
Does Cem Murathan know?
His phone was off. He wasn't at the hotel either. You--
-Okay, I'm going. -Thanks.
-I'm calling Beliz. -Aha, good.
Beliz is already at the crime scene.
I'm going. We'll talk, Funda.
Should I write a book too? Slightly Damaged by a Doctor.
Don't laugh, Murat.
-I'm on the phone, guys. -I'm so frustrated.
-Go and talk in the room. -Go and talk in the room. God!
LIVING WITH A NARCISSIST TUBA TEPELİOĞLU - NİL KATMANOĞLU
Psst.
Do you have anything for a heart attack, by any chance?
I'm dying here.
I'd tell you to calm down, but it doesn't seem possible.
Every question is about Cem Murathan.
I mean, what has Cem Murathan done to hurt these women so badly?
I just don't understand.
A narcissist starts a relationship with intense love,
sweeping the other person off their feet.
They put on shows, enchant with passion until they have you.
Then they stop all of that
and make the other person doubt themselves.
They are tremendously manipulative.
They play with your reality, make you feel inadequate.
They never fully reveal themselves.
They only show what they want to show.
Their biggest fear is being humiliated, disgraced.
They're terrified their flaws will be exposed.
With this exhibition, we say, "You're exposed! We see you!"
Tuba, dear. Congratulations.
No way!
Hi.
You turned it around. You literally said, "I'm not that guy."
You did something so impactful that we won't deal with them for a while.
Can Taylan is calling. We forgot to call him.
Hello, Mr. Can?
You're very quiet.
Yes, I'm still in shock.
I'd have never expected you to do something like this.
You still don't know me.
Exactly. That's why I'll read the book as soon as it comes out.
By the way, it was a great move.
It instantly diminished the impact of the book.
But did it say, "I am not a narcissist"? No, it didn't.
That entrance was a truly narcissistic move, actually.
Are you still punishing me?
Ah!
Another narcissistic reaction.
Avoiding guilt, making the other person feel guilty.
Such a narcissistic attitude.
No, I'm just evaluating today's situation.
Nothing more.
Excuse me.
ÖMER: I'M HERE.
Mr. Can says hi.
-Shall we go to the office together? -Sure, okay.
I won't go to the office. Ömer is here to pick me up.
-We're going to see a house together. -Great.
-See you. -See you.
See you.
-They're back together. -Is that so?
For two months now. Ömer was with us on vacation.
Oh! One hell of a day! Running around here and there.
And then this incident.
I'm really exhausted.
But you know what? Cem Murathan is a real sociopath.
-Why? -He walked in without even a blink.
He's like Teflon.
Things don't stick to him, they just slide off him.
Oh, did you know Funda broke up with Kerem?
-What? -I was supposed to call but couldn't.
Does he know we're together?
-Who? -Mr. Cem. Cem Murathan.
I told him you're picking me up, but I'm not sure. Why?
Right.
Hey. Truth or dare?
What's this about, now?
Did anything happen with Cem Murathan?
Ömer, of course not. Stop it. Pff!
What is this about? I thought this stuff was over.
All right. That was the last time.
I don't want too much furniture.
A couch over there.
A TV in front of it.
I won't bring any old stuff, that's for sure.
-See you. -Drive safe, okay?
Come on, boy.
Go on. Come.
I wonder if he's waiting for something before he asks you to move in.
Maybe he hasn't got his shit together yet. Like he said he wanted to.
He's doing well, actually.
He spends a lot too. Dining out, gifts…
-You have a good sex life too. -Don't jinx it.
Just don't care.
You're not the type to rush into marriage anyway.
Excuse me.
-Hello? -Of course, they've made up.
Yes, love. We're here. Come over.
Oh, okay. See you at home, then, darling.
What was I saying? Anyway.
It's not like you're in a rush to get married, right?
Oh, does this man pick these women out of a catalog or something?
-Who? -There.
-Hi. Good evening. -Hi.
Have fun.
-Good evening. -Good evening.
-Hello to you too. -Thank you.
-Good evening. -Good evening.
What's going on, Leyla?
I swear, nothing is going on. Cross my heart.
I don't think about Cem Murathan at all.
-Is this your guilty conscience? -Why would I feel guilty?
I mean, okay, I didn't tell Ömer what happened, but…
Wait a second. I haven't told you guys anything either.
What's going on?
Let's resolve this issue.
There is no issue.
Nothing to be resolved.
Did you get back with Ömer because of me?
Of course not.
I love him.
Truth…
or dare?
I'm not playing this game with you.
I love Ömer.
Then why can't you stop thinking about me, Leyla?
Oh, Buddy! Get off me!
Get off, come on. Move over there.
Pff!
Honey, I'm heading to a hearing. Can I call you afterward?
I'll keep it short. Shall we have dinner tonight?
-With whom? -You and me.
-I booked a table at Faberj. -You booked a table at Faberj?
Yes, I have things to talk to you about.
Okay, great. Let's talk. Of course.
-What are we celebrating? -Not yet. Just a minute.
You can fill it up.
Thank you.
That will do.
Since I secured the Queen N Crown job,
Mr. Ahmet offered me a partnership.
-Ömer! What are you saying? -Yes.
You got Queen N Crown?
And became a partner!
That's incredible news.
My love!
Congratulations.
You're awesome.
This is such great news.
I got my shit together.
Unbelievable. Being a partner in the firm.
To me.
To you.
Congrats, bro. Really.
-That's pretty cool. -Congrats.
I'm really relieved.
Guys, I've been thinking about asking the landlord to sell me this place.
Huh?
Now, any house can be yours. This one or another one.
Let me know if you move out.
It's close to the hospital. It'll suit me.
You know what? You could even move outside the city.
The prices change dramatically.
There are incredible places near the forest.
Well, yeah. Why not? I could consider moving.
For a while, I'll just be working on plans.
So, commuting won't be a problem.
You know, a place with a slightly larger garden would be perfect.
I could build an annex for myself and work there.
Buddy already loves this place. But he'd love it there too.
I don't know.
I'm so glad you came. Thanks.
-Awesome. -Really.
He moved into his own house. He's making money.
Remember what he told you?
All in good time. Just wait.
It's fine, I'm not saying anything.
I'm not crazy about marriage and all, but…
Oh.
He has changed a lot lately.
There are positive changes as well, though.
I must admit.
He's become more attentive and careful in our relationship.
Oh! She couldn't say anything bad.
-Good morning, people. -Good morning.
Good Morning, Mr. Useless.
What's this now?
"Any house can be yours, bro. You're the man, homie."
Whose friend are you, man?
Look. Choose your words carefully, or you'll get no present this weekend.
My birthday is on Monday. June 12th.
Oh!
-You're surprising me on the weekend? -Oh, good job!
-Good job. -Well done.
She would have figured it out once she saw everyone at the lake house.
Oh, everyone will be there? A surprise? My favorite!
Ömer organized it. He was going to surprise you.
Okay, it can still be a surprise. I know nothing. It's so exciting.
-Next thing you know… Huh? A ring! -Shut the hell up!
-All right, let's start the meeting. -All right.
-Okay.
-The cake is here! -Yes!
Here is the cake.
-Yes. -I'm coming.
We'll blow out the candles now.
"Thirty, really?"
-And is this my hair? -Yes.
Guys, wait a minute. I have a little surprise.
One last tiny surprise. Could you bring it?
-My love. -My love?
I've tried hard.
I was going to bring their holograms. I couldn't. But…
Here.
See?
-Happy birthday, Leyloş. -Happy birthday, sweetie.
Mom, Dad. Such a nice surprise!
-Say hi. -Hi, how are you?
Hi.
Let me put it here.
Okay. Now that you're here too, I'm blowing them out.
-Go on. -Go on.
-Make a wish! -Okay, I will.
I did!
Everything was great. Thank you…
very much.
But it felt like something was missing.
Right?
Leyla?
Yeah?
Leyla.
-My love. -What?
-Leyla. -What?
Ömer, what are you doing?
Breakfast is ready. Come on, get up.
-Is this how you wake someone up? -Yeah.
Come on, please.
That's enough.
Get up now.
-Ömer! -Come on. Get up.
I really don't like it when you do that!
Come on. Breakfast is ready.
Do you want some coffee too?
No, I'll have some tea.
-Are you a bit cranky today? -Nope.
Oh!
Today is your actual birthday, love.
Hey. Happy birthday, my love. My beautiful darling.
Ömer, for God's sake.
We celebrated the whole weekend. That's enough.
-Let's put this birthday thing behind us. -What's going on?
Did I do something wrong?
Why are you mad at me?
What makes you think that? I'm not mad at you.
I just feel uneasy. I don't know why.
All right.
Maybe I should pack up and go to my place?
Right, my boy?
Yeah, go to your place.
What's going on? Since the party… Something's been up. You're not telling.
Okay. Where is this going, Ömer?
I mean, what are we going to do? Are we going to live like good old pals?
One day there, one day here. Like nomads with our things in hand?
Even Buddy doesn't want to stay here anymore.
He likes your place better.
So, come with me.
-Okay. -Oh?
Darling, are you talking about living together?
Huh?
I'm already…
I thought you didn't want it.
I mean, yeah, it was hard living here together.
But it's nice at your new house.
-I thought you'd ask before you moved in. -What else did you think?
Okay, come on. Eat your egg before it gets cold.
I worked hard on that.
Ömer!
-Truth or dare? -Dare.
-Yes.
Will you move in with me?
Will you be the mother of my children?
Would you like to grow old with me?
Yes. I'd like that.
Ömer. Shall we play a game?
What game are you talking about?
I was going to do this at the wedding.
But since everyone is here now, and we have our costumes on…
Truth or dare?
Man… You got some nerve showing your face here!
Ömer.
Truth or dare?
Are you talking about truth?
You?
Come on, Ömer.
Dare. Come on.
Would you like to confess?