-Is that all? -That's all.
-Where's Ali? -Over there.
I'll miss you, Dad.
Maya, sweetheart.
Please, it hurts too much. Just go.
Let's get going.
-It's that scary man! -Calm down.
It's okay. Don't be scared. I didn't mean to scare you.
THANK YOU, NEXT
Good morning.
Wait.
Easy.
Have you eaten?
Did you eat something? Oh no.
Did you have breakfast?
Go. Funda's the one who keeps stirring the pot.
But I'm not opening this can of worms. Hear me?
If I start doing it, please warn me, all right?
Waltzing.
Did you have breakfast? Okay.
Please, don't do it here, Buddy. Please! Please, please, don't do it here, okay?
Hang in there. You could do it in the park, all right?
Let's go. Come on.
-Come on. -Good morning.
Good morning.
Oh, good morning to you too. How are ya?
Good morning, Buddy.
-Just ringing your doorbell. -Oh?
To ask if you wanna have breakfast together.
Well, I mean, the guys are coming over for brunch.
Oh, got it.
No, no! I meant to invite you, actually,
but I didn't ring the doorbell, because, uh, I mean,
uh, thought you could've been sleeping,
or you had someone over or whatever, right?
Huh. Yeah, no. Like, no, I didn't have someone over.
You're going to the park?
That's right. Or wherever else Mr. Buddy here wants to go, right?
Then I'm stopping by the market. They want me to make menemen today.
-Ah! -I'm out of tomatoes.
-How good is your menemen? -Ugh, you have no idea.
Ha! We should have a contest.
You know, I keep thinking about you.
I was moved, you know? It was all really heartfelt.
About the documentary and what you said about your childhood.
Your story has been echoing on my mind for days.
You feel sorry for me, huh?
I feel happy to know more about you.
Plus, I feel like I see your thing with Maya more clearly now.
Smell that?
It's funny how smell works, right?
For some reason, I always associate the smell
of airplanes with endings.
'Cause I always left, somehow.
Either I had to move because of my mom's job or whatever.
Um, or I left because of heartbreak.
But breakups have always meant going somewhere else.
That's not the case for me, actually.
Maybe 'cause I'm always on the move anyway.
I guess I associate breakups with staying put.
I take my time to process things.
I follow the trail they leave in my memories.
Then I grieve.
And I say goodbye.
And it's the last words for me.
In every story, the last sentence before the full stop always lingers.
If you walk out of this door, you'll never come back!
Cem, can you let go of my arm, please?
Should we go?
-I need to stop by the market, so… -For sure, yeah.
-I got Buddy. -All right.
Come on, Buddy.
CRIMINAL COMPLAINT
FUNDA
The person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable.
Please leave a mess--
-Are you ready? -Sure, ready.
-Ugh, I left my phone at home. Dang it. -That's fine.
You're making menemen, so you need eggs, tomatoes, peppers.
I know, but I have to call Sarp.
Oh. Use my phone.
As a matter of fact, I just called him.
Huh. Thanks a lot.
So where are you?
I'm grabbing you simits.
-You're at the bakery? -Yeah, like we agreed.
-The Murats are on the other side. -Okay, look. Don't go nuts.
-Scare them a little, not much. -Copy.
-Okay. Bye-bye. -What was that?
It's a mission they're on. I'll tell you all about it.
-How many, sir? -Ten.
-One-fifty? -Yep.
Oh.
-Was it a half pound, or… -Sure, that's good.
Oh, İskender. What a nice surprise.
It's not a surprise.
Every Sunday, I come to this bakery and buy a simit, and I know you know that.
I completely forgot.
-You're not following me, are you? -We are.
You drop your kid off at basketball and come here every Sunday, don't you?
Sometimes your wife joins ya.
Quality time with the wifey. Is she aware that you're being probed?
I don't get it. What are you talking about?
That's right.
You and İskender Batıkan have been reported
to the prosecutor's office for misconduct.
The Ministry of Justice signed off on it. An investigation will be launched soon.
-You're out of your mind. -You're not able to prove anything.
We'll see about that. Ah! The missus is here too. Hi, how are you?
-Good morning. -Hi, my name is Esra. This is Murat.
-Nice to meet you. -We all graduated from the same school.
But we became lawyers. İskender became a mercenary, unfortunately.
Send Akbar Hamdi Reza my love.
And also, tell Fehmi Karakoç I said hi.
-What's going on, İskender? -Nothing.
-Who are they? -Don't worry about it, hon.
Plus, they're hitting below the belt.
If they wanna play dirty, we're not just gonna stand by and watch, right?
Besides, we're not doing anything illegal anyway.
That's good.
Whoa, what is going on, sweetie? You scared me. What's wrong?
Hold on, Buddy, hold on.
Okay, easy. Okay. Fine, go ahead. Go, go.
Okay, let's just go with the round tables then.
I understand, but eight 12-seat tables should do it.
Şeyyaz.
All right. Awesome, we'll be in touch.
-Aww. -Did you forget your phone?
-I did. How are ya? -I'm good. What's up, Ali?
-What, Buddy? -Hey. Good.
Go. You're being crazy today. Go.
Goofball. You still haven't gotten used to me?
I made cheesecake. Want some, Buddy? Huh?
-I'm putting it in the fridge, okay? -Okay.
-Should I tidy up here? -Sure. Oh, here it is.
Oh, wow. Everyone called me.
FUNDA: A BIT URGENT, CALL ME SARP: MISSION COMPLETED
Hi, everyone.
Sorry, I forgot my phone at home. I just got back.
I'm waiting for you guys.
By the way, I can't wait to hear all about the operation.
I hope it went well. Get over here. Hurry up.
-Speaking of the operation, Leyla, um… -Huh.
I couldn't find the guest list.
I asked people about it. I checked the computer, nothing.
Sarp took care of it. He found the guest list.
How did Sarp manage to do it? Even I couldn't handle it.
Beats me. He said to just take the win and not ask questions. So I didn't, man.
I'm gonna go change. Be right back.
Honey, what is up with you? Buddy.
What's up with you? What are you doing?
Get down. I'm talking to your dad. Down.
-She's calling. I'll answer. -Okay.
Hello.
Hi, Ömer. I left my phone at home. Sorry. What's up?
Hi, Leyla. I was gonna tell you something, but it slipped my mind.
My therapist mentioned it might be helpful to talk to you about a certain period.
We could set up a time, if you're okay with it. Would you?
Hmm. Yeah, maybe. Like, if you really need, I'll do that.
I won't be there. It's, uh, just you and her talking, actually.
Ah, is that so? Um, all right.
I'm gonna check my calendar. I'll let you know when I'm free.
-Is that okay? -Sure, awesome. Thanks a lot.
Hey, everyone's coming over. We're at my place.
Feel free to come, okay?
I have to work.
Okay, see you.
I think she'll come this week.
First off, I'm not your therapist, am I?
You're not. But, uh, I just, I did what I had to do.
I mean, I wouldn't even be talking to my therapist about this again.
But she needs to be willing to accept help herself, Ömer.
I had to get her to come to you.
It's the only way. Plus, once she begins talking,
the rest is just gonna flow, I think.
And then she'll keep doing therapy.
I hope.
Oh man. Why'd I get dragged into this?
Dilek, she really needs this.
Please, don't say no.
She won't see anyone despite having panic attacks all the time.
Can you try?
I will.
I appreciate it.
Why are you sniffing my bed like a maniac?
Buddy?
Okay, that's it. That's it. Enough. Here. That's it. Get out.
You're leaving. Come on, get down.
Get moving, Buddy. Get out.
Psst! Look at me. Out.
What are you doing?
Me? Menemen.
Why?
-What do you mean? -When I'm around?
Oh, I'm sorry, man. It slipped my mind. If you wanna do it, by all means.
No, I was just messing with you.
You're doing great. I'm off today, man.
We're following in your footsteps, chef.
Oof. What's going on? What do we have here? Can I help?
Uh, I'm good for now. Thank you. I'm just setting up the mise en place now.
Once everyone's here, I'll toss it on the stove for two minutes.
Oh!
Listen. You hear this guy laughing, that is the sound of pure jealousy.
Keep those knives away from him.
I turn my back for a minute, and you bring in a replacement? Really? Leyla.
Should we send the list to Barbo? He could work on it.
-Sarp sent it to us. You were both CC'd. -Oh really? Sorry, I missed that.
Is the-- is the floor wet? Uh-oh. Buddy!
What happened, Buddy? Did you pee here?
Boy, come here. Come on, get up.
Is he doing it because of me? It's starting to feel personal, Buddy.
No, he would never do something like that.
Buddy.
Don't tell me you're sick. Why would you do something like that?
He's never liked me.
Whenever he sees me with Leyla, he starts acting up.
-Oh. -Soda?
Uh, no, thank you.
You and Leyla have been friends for a while, haven't you?
Seems like you two go way back.
Nah, just recently.
Like, a couple of years, maybe.
We met on vacation. She'd just broken up with Ömer.
They spent a year and a half apart before they got back together.
It was during that time.
Hmm. I see.
Oh man. Buddy's depression was just what I needed.
-Move over. -Hold on, babe. I'll help.
Your belly-- your entire body is covered in pee. Get up, Buddy.
Get up. Go to your bed, okay?
Over there. There!
Can you hold this for me, please?
This is so unlike you, Buddy.
Where is this coming from?
Don't put him on the spot.
He can't speak, so he can't say, "I don't like Şeyyaz."
They're here.
Look at me. What's wrong, honey?
Where were you?
I went jogging in the woods.
You took the butler's car? I saw you getting back with it.
I did.
Now I'm gonna take a shower, if that's all right.
Just say that you went to Leyla's place, Cem.
Once upon a time, we used to play games together.
We had the same toys and everything. Did you forget?
Of course I didn't forget.
-Well? -Well…
I was getting a feel for their game plan.
Pretty gutsy, huh?
Don't they have security cameras in the building?
Years ago, one of the mines was shut down because of a documentary.
We rushed to file an objection.
So İskender's signature was also on there.
This proves we were professionally involved.
This document was signed long before his divorce with Nil.
So he had a lawyer-client relationship with Cem when he was Nil's lawyer.
This is official evidence. Awesome, Ali. Great job.
-Hmm. Barbo did it. Wasn't me. -That's good.
What the heck? It's not here. I'm about to flip.
I mean, it was here yesterday. It just disappeared.
-It was in the file. Sarp! -What?
The document. Did you move it?
I can't find it. It was in the file yesterday.
-Don't know what you're talking about. -The original's in the archives, I'm sure.
It's in my email. I can print it again. Tea, anyone?
-Yes please! -Don't pour it for everyone.
Put it in a thermos and we'll help ourselves.
-Okay, no problem. -Thank you.
Mm!
-Sarp. -I got it.
-Here. -Okay.
Sweetheart.
-So how did it go with the operation? -Right, yeah, let's hear it.
Chef, I'm telling you.
Sarp here mapped out their whole weekend routines.
He basically gave us their coordinates.
-Sarp, how'd you get that information? -I have my ways.
You had someone follow them. Is that it?
-Do you like it? -Not spilling.
Man, İskender was a scaredy-cat.
He just stood there, pale as a ghost. He was so pale, he looked like that plate.
You should've seen Beliz. She was even more wide-eyed than she usually is.
Hey. Come on, those are her normal eyes.
That poor woman, it's sad, really.
She married that abominable man thinking he was decent.
-Not everybody can be as lucky as I am. -I'll eat you up, babe. I'll do it.
-Absolutely. Like, right now? -Performed with tactical precision.
Well done. I'm so proud of you all.
-Of course! -So, the fuse is ignited.
Let's see where it goes.
-Yes! Coming right up. -I'm gonna get these.
-Thanks for pouring me tea. Oh wow! -Voilà!
-Oh! How can this be real? -It's so good. It's insanely good!
-Enjoy the food. There we go. -Enjoy, you guys!
-Let's go. -Wait a minute.
Before we dive in. With or without onions?
-With onions. -No onions.
We've had this discussion.
If you like with onions, you eat it with onions.
And if you like without onions, you eat without onions
Uh, can you pour me some tea?
-Of course. -Funda's here!
Why is she so late?
-We're changing the subject. -Hi, Funda. How are you?
-I'm good. -Hi, babe.
-I'm sorry. You called me. I called you. -Hey, Fundie.
-We've been missing each other. -Mm-hmm.
What's wrong? You look so pale.
-Uh… -Are you sick?
-I just had a little anesthesia. -What?
I had my eggs frozen.
-What do you mean? How come? -Why didn't you tell us?
It's okay, guys. I'm fine. I did my thing. I'm fine. And I'm so relieved.
All I have to do is find the father of my kids now, right?
You're okay, right?
-Hi, good morning. -Good morning.
Oh, Barbo, good thing you're here.
-Come on in. Keep your shoes on. -Oh, are you sure?
-Yeah. -All right. Oh, that looks so good.
-You're in for a real treat, my friend. -What's up, Barbo?
Looks good. Yeah, I'm doing great.
I looked into the guest list.
-Lots of interesting stuff there. -Oh.
Cem Murathan could be up to something even bigger than we thought.
Oh yeah?
Not surprised.
These are all the countries the guests came in from.
Interesting. Why would someone come all the way
from the Caribbean for a minor wine convention?
No Europeans apart from Switzerland? That's odd.
I guess I'd expect guests from Italy,
France or Portugal for even a small wine convention. You know what I mean?
That's because it was a sham. That's why they canceled the moment they saw us.
I did some research on the guests.
So it turns out most of them work in the same field as Cem Murathan.
Mostly in the tourism business.
Whether they're in direct business with Cem or not, I'm not sure for now.
They're definitely not involved with wine.
Are those countries subject to income tax?
All of them except for Switzerland, yeah.
-Oh boy. -That's where his money's going.
We can't be sure yet. We need to investigate.
-How about his flights, Barbo? -Right.
This maps out Cem Murathan's flights from the past year.
He's traveled to these cities every month last year.
Same cities, interesting.
Not all these places have hotels, like that small island over there.
No hotels there, but he's visited a couple times.
I don't get it. Cem hasn't been anywhere
other than Dubai for work in the past year.
But you two went to the Maldives and Switzerland,
and, um, Monaco last year, right?
He's kind of cute, actually.
Who?
Barbaros. He looks like Mark Ruffalo, you know?
Come on, honey. Gimme a smile, will you?
It's just that Cem and I traveled a lot,
and we've been to almost every single place on that list.
-Can you put this in your bag for me? -Sure.
-Can you put this in your bag? -Sure.
Could he really be this vile and manipulative?
Do you think he was using me the whole time?
Buddy?
What happened to you?
Oh my gosh. What did you do?
What, Buddy? What happened? Huh?
Come on, seriously?
Just show me what happened. Come on. Go!
I can't believe this.
Game over.
Leyla is gone.
-Are you the one behind this mess? -Hello.
-Yeah. -It's really bad. Come quickly.
Come on, last stretch.
-Yeah? -Last hill!
Hey, wait. I'm running out of breath.
I'm getting old. Oh, man.
-You gonna kill me? -He didn't do it. Let him go!
Let him go!
-Sarp! -Think you'll kill me?
-Think you'll kill me too? -Wait! Sarp! t him go!