Cam Sehpa (2025) Movie Script

1
It is a beautiful table.
It's a great choice.
Congratulations,
it's a great choice. Look.
This glass table never breaks.
It's made of shatterproof glass.
You can place it in the living room,
in the bedroom, or maybe...
anywhere else in your home that you
want to look more elegant and refined.
It's of the new Ottoman style.
Let me tell you, it's a flawless design.
Beautiful.
Yes, I really like this piece too.
Unbelievable.
In my opinion, it's something trivial.
Trivial?
- Absolutely.
- Zahra.
It doesn't even match
the decor of our house.
It's really ugly.
- Don't you dare buy it, Ibrahim.
- No, no, maam.
I completely disagree with you on that.
You can say anything you want about
this piece, which is pure Italian design.
But you can't call it ugly.
You were saying it's a masterpiece
of the new Ottoman style.
Yes, it's that style, but this piece
is Italian design.
Let me tell you something about it.
Walk around the store if you like.
You won't find another one like it.
- Even if you tried, you wouldn't find it.
- Fine, whatever you say, maam.
Can you tell me,
do you really like this table?
Do you really?
Would you buy it for yourself?
God forgive you, maam.
Of course. If I didnt like it,
why would I sell it to you?
Ive been working in
this store for a very long time.
Believe me,
Ive never seen a piece like this.
Every time I pass by, I look at it again,
then go back to my work.
Listen, maam.
- Thats not what Im asking, Im asking
- We...
Excuse me, maam, but weve been
in this business for thirty years.
Our family has been doing
this for four generations.
You can tell the quality of any piece...
...from forty kilometers away.
Fine, but thats not my question.
Im asking...
Okay, just wait a minute.
Im asking if youve ever bought
this table for your home.
Let me tell you the truth.
This exact model doesnt exist, but yes,
I have something similar at home.
Im not asking if you
have something similar.
Im asking if you bought this table.
Actually, maam...
- This piece is a bit expensive.
- A bit expensive?
- Yes.
- I told you, its overpriced.
Of course, but you need
to evaluate a product...
Properly, by comparing
its price to its quality.
Then why didn't you evaluate it properly?
Buy one for yourself.
As I told you, maam.
Really...
I'm asking a question,
and you still haven't answered me.
- I did answer you.
- If you like it that much,
then buy one for your home.
- I told you...
- Zahra.
Yes, but Im just asking her a question.
My dear.
Didnt we say money doesnt matter?
- Yes.
- We did.
You said youd buy everything for
the house, and Id choose the table.
- Yes, I did.
- Good.
- Yes, thats true, but this one...
- Then why are you opposing me?
- Let me choose, thats the point.
- But its really ugly, Ibrahim.
You chose everything, Zahra.
The wall colors, the tiles, the ceramics,
the kitchen cabinets.
And the car. Your mother helped
you choose those too.
Please, you chose the date of our wedding,
what day it would be held,
and what Id wear.
You even chose what my parents
would wear too. Please.
You even...
Even what?
Were you looking at the child?
Even what?
Even what? Did I choose the child too?
- Did we have a child because I wanted to?
- Did I say that?
Say it clearly if thats what you meant.
No, I only meant the timing.
I just said I wonder.
I expressed my opinion
and shared my thoughts,
but you didnt let me have peace.
- Didnt you? You did, Zahra.
- Shame on you.
- Go ahead, keep talking.
- Shame on you.
We had the child because I wanted to?
Did I ever say something like that?
Did I ever say that?
I love our son very much.
Im proud of our son.
But I cant seem to prove my existence.
Am I invisible?
Dont I exist in this life?
When you named our son,
you never even asked me, Zahra.
Didnt we finish talking about the name?
Were back to that again?
- Yes, we are.
- This issue isnt over.
Its not over. It never ends.
Whats the boys name?
- Nusret.
- Nusret.
Nusret.
Nusret, maam.
Thats my grandfathers name.
You have no right to
disrespect my grandfather.
Am I disrespecting your grandfather?
For Gods sake,
what kind of name is Nusret?
- Yes.
- Its the name of a butcher shop.
Isnt the child going to
travel abroad someday?
The name Nusret is actually
the most famous Turkish name in the world.
Theyll call him the meat man, sprinkling
salt. Theyll mock the boy.
Its my grandfathers name, Nusret.
How many times do
I have to explain this to you?
Fine, its your grandfathers name.
But the childs name should be more
modern, like Mart, Frat, or Hakan.
- Or Sarb, or Kuzey.
- What does Kuzey even mean?
- Like hes a nineteen-year-old boy.
- Let me tell you something.
You always long for names like that.
My grandfathers name
is Nusret too, maam.
- Well said, listen.
- Yes.
But thats not the point here.
We were in the middle of making
a decision, almost about to make one.
Thats what I mean.
Trust me, and Ill tell you
just one thing.
This table will bring happiness
to your home and to your son.
How can a table bring
happiness to my home?
I mean, as a...
Believe me, maam, weve been
in this business for four generations.
The value of a piece...
All right, I get it. You can see
it from forty kilometers away.
You said that already, I understand, fine.
- Exactly, well said.
- Exactly, yes.
- But for Gods sake...
- The same mindset.
Youre telling us
its made of shatterproof glass.
Theres no need to exaggerate that much.
- Is it like a Makam car window?
- Not Makam, its pronounced Maqam.
Whatever, is it a Maqam car window?
Is it bulletproof glass?
But theres one thing,
every product here goes through testing.
Every product meets quality
control standards.
- I swear Im losing my patience.
- All right, this ones good.
- Fine, whatever. Please move aside.
- This ones good, Zahra.
- Zahra!
- What?
- Maam.
- Please, Zahra.
- Calm down.
- Its the ugliest table Ive ever seen.
Its the most beautiful table.
- Let me...
- Its beautiful.
Excuse me, maam.
- Let me...
- Zahra.
Dont mind her, sir, dont mind her.
Shes acting like that because
shes a new mother.
Her hormones are just a bit unbalanced.
These reactions are completely hormonal.
Because shes a new mom.
- Yes.
- Whats your name, maam?
- ilem.
- Mrs. ilem.
- Can you please tell me the truth?
- What do you mean?
- The truth.
- What?
Is this table beautiful or not?
Not very beautiful.
But I bought it.
In my opinion, its a very good choice.
I completely agree with you.
- Youll never regret it.
- Ill buy it.
- Your wife will love it.
- All right.
- Dont worry at all.
- Thank you.
- It wont fit. Will this work?
- Its fine, its fine.
- It wont fit.
- It will. Move to the corner.
- Move.
- All right, try it.
- Okay.
- Get out, it wont fit.
- I hit my head.
- All right, all right.
Okay.
- Hello, Mr. Ibrahim. How are you?
- Thank you, Mrs. zlem. How are you?
Thank God, Im fine.
I just had the honor of seeing
your son upstairs.
I was the only one in the building
who hadnt seen him yet.
Now that I have, I feel relieved.
But let me tell you something.
Hes truly wonderful.
He really looks a lot like you.
That face is exactly yours.
- Thank you.
- Isnt that right, Sibel?
Dont you think hes cute?
Isnt he adorable?
Yes.
Why do you sound so displeased, my dear?
Speak up. Thats very rude.
Yes, I liked the baby, Mom.
When she was a teenager, at seventeen...
She had a boyfriend at school.
They broke up,
and her heart was shattered.
What boyfriend?
What breakup? Are you crazy?
Show some respect to your mother,
or Ill break your head.
- Ill slap you right in the face.
- Then lets do something.
But let me tell you something.
- Please, appreciate your child.
- All right.
Take care of him and watch him grow,
because once he grows up...
What will happen?
Chaos and trouble will start.
Mom.
Hell begin acting rude and inappropriate.
Youll look into his eyes searching
for love, but hell look away, sir.
- What I mean is, please enjoy your child.
- All right.
- Enjoy watching him grow.
- I swear I will, maam.
- Thank you very much.
- All right.
- Ill be going now.
- Take care, then.
- Goodbye.
- Enjoy watching your child grow.
- My regards.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you, Sibel.
You havent told your wife yet, have you?
Youre really not okay, girl.
What is it? Have you decided to forget
everything that happened between us?
What happened between us, Sibel?
You tried to kiss me in the elevator,
and I grabbed you by the shoulders.
Then I turned my head away.
Nothing else happened.
Is that what happened?
Thats what happened.
What else could it be?
Is that how you sum up everything
between us, Ibrahim?
Nothing happened between us.
Are you insane?
How old are you,
and how old am I?
You sent me Good evening twice.
- Listen, girl.
- My name is Sibel.
Listen, Sibel.
At this time of night...
I sent you a message saying, Dont text
me this late at night. Good evening.
I have all the records and proof, please.
That wasnt a good-night message,
it was to tell you not to text me.
So you wont tell your wife
you kissed me, right?
Are you threatening me?
No.
- I just want you to admit it.
- Admit what?
- That you love me.
- God help me, Prophet of God.
- Oh, Prophet of God.
- I love you, Ibrahim.
I want you to run away with me,
take me away from here.
God forgive me.
Go away, girl. For Gods sake,
go and stop this nonsense.
Your wife doesnt love you,
do you understand?
Everyone in the building knows that.
Everybody does.
What?
Why are you doing this? Why carry this
burden? Why torture yourself? Im ready.
Im ready to leave my family for you.
Please, take me away.
- Lets go.
- Look over there.
Ibrahim!
You cant do this to me, do you hear?
How long will you keep being
embarrassed by our sons name?
Did I say I was embarrassed, Zahra?
Did I say I was embarrassed?
Did those words come out of my mouth?
Do you even like your sons name?
Zahra.
I just wanted a name without
too much personal meaning.
I didnt want the child to carry a burden.
Is that so hard to understand?
If it were up to you, we wouldnt even
have children, Ibrahim. Admit it.
- You never even wanted kids.
- God forgive me.
- We wouldnt have a child.
- Its just a glass table, my dear.
Just a glass table.
This is unbelievable,
all this over one glass table.
Whenever I do something you dont like...
You collapse on me like an avalanche,
crushing everything.
This really makes no sense, my dear.
It truly doesnt.
Please, dont do this.
God help me.
Ya Eli!
Oh, Prophet of God.
Did you take any screws from here?
Did you take any screws from here?
Why would I take screws from there?
There arent any.
- Really, none.
- What is it?
They didnt put the screws in the box.
Actually, Mrs. ilem didnt put them in.
Are we really going to live like this,
with two horses in the house?
Hello!
Hello, Mrs. ilem. This is Ibrahim.
We bought a glass table a little
while ago-yes, thats me.
Really? All right, have a good day.
Sorry to bother you.
I was assembling the table.
I opened the box and followed
the instructions step by step.
But theres a spot for four screws.
I couldnt find them in the box.
One is missing.
Yes, its really missing.
I looked everywhere.
Yes, I need it; otherwise,
the table wont fit properly.
Its necessary. Okay, of course.
Id appreciate that.
All right, the store isnt far anyway.
Ill send you the location.
Well sort it out that way.
All right, all right. Thank you so much.
Ill be waiting.
Thank you. Have a good day.
Yes.
- Shell send it.
- Today?
- Yes, shell send it today.
- Right away?
Are you really going to put it here,
in the middle of the living room, Ibrahim?
Are you seriously leaving it like this?
Are you ignoring me that much?
Zahra.
You chose everything
in this house, my dear.
You chose everything.
I just want to have something small,
one square meter out of a hundred.
Please dont do this.
- Really?
- Yes.
Yes.
This table will stay right here, Zahra.
I want at least one thing I say
to actually happen in this life.
The table stays here. Thats final.
Its final.
All right.
Im sorry for raising my voice.
All right,
Im going to the grocery store.
Okay.
Go ahead.
Your brother, the social media fraud
and his foolish girlfriend,
will be here in two hours.
Ill hurry.
- Do you need anything from the store?
- No, Im done. Ive reached my limit.
All right.
Can you handle taking care of our son?
Ill take great care of him.
Can you stay with him
alone for two seconds?
I think I can manage that.
- Are you sure?
- Im sure Ill take good care of my son.
- Will you manage?
- I think I will.
Have a nice trip, my dear.
Good luck on your journey
to the grocery store. Be careful.
- Thank you.
- Will you be able to browse the aisles?
Yes, I will.
Be quiet and stay alert, all right?
Come on, stop talking and move.
Zahra.
What is it, my son?
What happened to my boy? Come here.
Come here. Let me hold you for a bit.
My son is so angry.
Hes very angry at his mom.
What can we do? Shes your mother.
Is your dads hug nice?
Is your dads hug nice?
Feeling better now?
Is your dads hug nice?
I wish my father had held me like that.
Is your dads hug nice?
Is it nice?
Look what we have here.
Look what your dad bought.
For once in my life,
for the first time in years...
something I wanted actually happened
in this house. Did you know that?
Look.
I bought a table.
Do you see the horses?
Do you see the horses?
Do you want to ride on them?
Do you want to ride them?
Well play with it together.
Your dad bought it.
Your dad bought it.
My dear son.
Your dad bought it.
Say you like it, my boy.
Say you like it because I bought it.
Look at the table.
Do you see our table?
Do you see the table?
Do you see the table?
Do you see the table?
Say you like it, my boy,
because I bought it.
Do you like it?
Do you like it?
"My dear."
"My dear."
"My dear."
"My dear."
"My dear."
Hello, Ibrahim!
Hello!
Can you hear me, Ibrahim?
Hello!
I sincerely apologize, Mr. Ibrahim.
Im deeply, deeply sorry.
The worker wasnt there. Believe me,
I closed the store
and came straight here.
Can you believe that?
Here, I wanted to bring you
the missing screw myself.
Here you go, please.
You look sweaty, Mr. Ibrahim.
Have you been painting?
Yes.
Yes.
Of course, thats a silly question.
You just had a new baby.
Its normal that the renovations
are still going on, right?
Thats completely normal.
Believe me, really, Mr. Ibrahim...
This issue was caused
by a workers mistake.
After disassembling it and putting it back
in the box, they forgot that piece.
And it remained missing.
Problems like this happen because
they rush while packing things up.
To make up for that mistake, I wanted to
come and bring it to you myself.
You said there were no workers.
I said that as a figure of speech.
Its just what people say
workers and employees.
Thats what I meant.
Its just a habit of speech.
A habit that stuck on our tongues.
Thats exactly why,
to make up for that slip...
I wanted to give it to you in person.
I mean, the screw.
Mr. Ibrahim.
Theres no problem, right?
Is everything all right?
Because you dont look okay.
If everythings fine, thats good.
Your wife?
Shes not here.
If youd like,
I can help you attach the screw.
Ill help you install it.
- Please, let me help.
- No, no.
Please, let me.
I insist, really.
- Its a personal request from me.
- No, no.
- Please, Id really like to help, please.
- No.
I insist, its my personal mistake.
- Please, Mr. Ibrahim.
- No.
- No, no.
- No.
You... Im so sorry.
I...
I was too insistent when you refused.
Youre right.
Then let me tell you something now.
You have to tighten the screw really well.
If you dont fasten it properly,
the table wont stand on its legs.
The glass is heavy.
You need to install it properly,
or it might break.
Wasnt the glass...
...unbreakable?
The glass wasnt supposed to break...
Mrs. ilem.
The glass...
- Mrs. ilem.
- Mr. Ibrahim.
- Mrs. ilem.
- Mr. Ibrahim.
Mr. Ibrahim.
I knew it, I knew it.
Me too, me too.
Shame on you.
Who are you?
Im Sibel.
Who are you, you shameless woman?
Im sorry, Mr. Ibrahim. I didnt know.
I just came for something.
To bring the part.
All right, if theres any issue
with the installation,
please dont hesitate to call.
And on that note...
My respects to you. Take care.
Have a nice day, he didnt come.
Have a nice day, dear.
Dont film, dont film.
Were you painting?
So your flirtations
with women arent limited to me.
I knew I wasnt the only one
who fell for that strange charm.
Are you in love with that woman?
The one you kissed just now.
While your wife wasnt home.
The woman you flirted
with in the building.
Are you in love with her?
Or was it just a meaningless
adventure for you?
Ibrahim.
Whats wrong?
You look terrible.
Tell me youll talk to your wife, Ibrahim.
Tell me youll speak to her
and confess everything
that happened between us, Ibrahim.
Talk to her.
Ibrahim.
Ibrahim.
This will end badly, Ibrahim.
It will end very badly.
Why dont you say anything, Ibrahim?
Why didnt you call back?
Are you a fool, Ibrahim?
Ill be home in fifteen minutes.
I hope everythings fine, Ibrahim.
Ibrahim.
Ibrahim.
Why dont you answer your phone?
Whats going on?
- Zahra.
- Whats going on?
Whats going on?
The baby...
Yes.
He just fell asleep in his bed.
Just a little while ago.
- Really?
- Yes, exactly one minute ago.
He didnt stop crying until you arrived.
Hes been crying since morning,
ever since you left.
He just fell asleep.
Zahra, dont go into his room, all right?
Dont make any noise.
Dont go in there.
- Okay.
- Agreed?
Oh my God!
He succeeds at one thing in life,
and now hes giving me advice.
Then help me carry these bags to
the kitchen, finish your good deed.
All right.
Did he poop?
Did he poop?
Good.
I got really scared
when you didnt answer your phone.
I was lying next to him.
Helping him fall asleep.
I actually figured as much, but I didnt
expect youd put him to bed yourself.
I thought maybe your phone was charging.
Or you were distracted
watching something on TV.
But honestly, I was scared.
I thought something bad happened.
How am I supposed to live my whole
life with this constant anxiety?
Its such a strange thing,
having children.
Zahra.
Yes?
By the way, something happened.
What happened?
What is all this?
I tripped over the carpet.
And I accidentally fell on it.
The glass broke, and I cut my hand.
- All that blood came from your hand?
- Yes.
Wow.
- Are you sure its nothing serious?
- Yes.
Wasnt the glass supposed
to be unbreakable?
Yes.
Oh, you!
My nerves are shot.
- Yeah.
- But look, its divine justice.
Oh God.
Your face was pale as chalk
when you walked in, Ibrahim.
You looked completely drained.
Are you okay?
I felt a bit dizzy, but Im fine now.
Are you sure you
dont want to go to the hospital?
Yes.
- And this bloodstain will never come out.
- Yes.
- Well replace the carpet.
- Yes.
For the table to break...
The so-called unbreakable glass table...
Like this,
after it caused your wife so much grief.
Do you remember how Mrs. ilem praised it?
- Yes.
-New Ottoman style.
-A shatterproof glass table.
- Yes.
Here it is - the shatterproof glass
table in the new Ottoman style.
It was awful anyway.
I swear on the Holy Quran,
its the ugliest thing Ive ever seen.
Hideous, with those horses and everything.
Let me tell you something.
Come on, your sister and her
boyfriend will be here soon.
Ibrahim.
- Yes?
- Who am I talking to?
Yes.
All right, come help me.
Your brother,
the social media charlatan...
and his sophisticated,
upper-class girlfriend...
Theyll be here soon, come help me.
Okay.
Where did you put the table?
I put it in storage.
There was a horse piece left
after I tripped on the carpet
and broke it by accident.
Okay.
Come on.
A shatterproof glass table.
The glass table...
...that breaks so easily.
What can I say, Ibrahim?
I just cant help myself.
My nerves are shot.
If only it had lasted one single day.
Its a world record, honestly.
You broke the record.
I wish Id seen your face
the moment it shattered.
Id give anything just to see that moment.
Im going to poop my pants.
But Ive made up my mind.
They were right when they said
theres wisdom in everything.
Buying that miserable table was
worth it just for this moment.
I cant remember the last time
I laughed this hard.
Thank you so much, Ibrahim.
Im going to die laughing.
How much did you pay for that table?
Honestly,
I dont even know what to say, Ibrahim.
Youre going to be a great father,
Ibrahim.
Im sure youll make a wonderful dad.
Really, thank you so much.
Thank you very much.
Tears are streaming from my eyes.
- Ill go check on the baby.
- The baby?
Yes.
Stop, stop. You stop right there.
- Whats wrong?
- Leave it to me.
I put him to sleep, and Ill check on him.
I want full control over the situation.
- You want full control, huh?
- Yes.
Its the first time Ive helped him sleep.
I dont know how long hell stay asleep,
or if something wakes him...
- It has to be me, understood?
- Okay.
But I have to nurse Nusret soon.
Will you handle that too?
He barely fell asleep.
You stay in the kitchen.
And prepare some delicious
food for our home, deal?
Theyll be here soon.
Leave the rest to me.
All right, fine.
- Dont forget the baby monitor.
- The monitor.
Okay.
Look at your face, Ibrahim. Youre pale.
Are you sure you dont want
to go to the hospital? Lets go.
I just came out of the bathroom.
- Zahra.
- Yes.
You know I love you, right?
Where did that come from now?
I just wanted you to know.
Oh my God.
I know theres been a rift between
us since the pregnancy.
Stop being dramatic in
the middle of the day, Ibrahim.
Sometimes you pressure me too much.
And Ive told you that many times.
I shouldve considered your condition
during the pregnancy when
I said those things.
Im sorry I didnt think things through.
Sorry I kept forgetting that.
Give me the monitor.
Can you rest a bit?
What is it?
All right, Im sorry too. I laughed
too much and made a big deal out of it.
Ibrahim.
You look sick.
Why dont you go lie down for a while?
Zahra.
If Ive broken your heart...
All this time...
If Ive caused you pain...
Then Im truly sorry.
Will you forgive me?
What kind of question is that?
Of course I forgive you.
What are you trying to do, Ibrahim?
Are you trying to make me cry?
Look at me.
Why are you saying this?
Theres nothing wrong.
Im not sad or angry over a glass table.
Its just a table.
Thats enough.
All right, its over and done.
Ill go buy you the best kind of table.
No, Ill buy you the finest
glass for the same table.
Deal?
Ill get you the finest kind, dont cry.
Dont cry.
Deal?
Now that weve become parents,
thats why we act strange. I know.
Of course, thats the law of life.
Were a team.
You hear me? Were a team.
And when were together,
theres nothing we cant overcome.
Deal?
I love you.
I love you too.
I love you too.
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Somethings dripping.
Theres something dripping
in the babys room.
Here, listen. Listen.
A dripping sound.
- Ill go check.
- No, no, you stay here.
Cihan and his girlfriend
will be here soon.
Put the final touches on the table.
Ill take care of it.
Dont forget.
All responsibility is mine.
- Understood?
- Okay.
All right.
Okay.
Welcome!
To the most beautiful
sister-in-law in the world!
And the most talented one too.
- And the most elegant.
- Dont exaggerate, Cihan.
I swear its true.
If you dont flatter everyone
like that, then Im awful.
- God forgive you.
- Hello.
Really, Cihan didnt stop praising
you the entire way here.
He kept saying,
My sister-in-law Zahra...
- Please, come in.
- But truly, youre unlike anyone else.
Its nice to meet you.
- Yes.
- Youre one of a kind.
Its nice to meet you too,
but you didnt introduce me to her.
Sorry, I forgot that part.
My sister-in-law, this is Ece.
Ece, this is my sister-in-law, Zahra.
- Nice to meet you.
- You too.
Though I already see you on Instagram.
I follow your stories and posts.
The number of followers is incredible.
Thank you so much.
Amazing. And all that just
by being yourself.
- A natural growth.
- She did it all genuinely.
- Give me that.
- Where is he?
Wheres my brother? Wheres the new dad?
Damn it, you scared me half to death!
You showed up like a killer.
Come here.
Hey, Dad.
My dear father.
My dear father.
How are you?
How are you? Are you all right?
Look whos here.
- Welcome, my dear.
- Hello.
- Ibrahim.
- Im Ece.
Honey, what is it?
I mean that sound, what is it?
There was a short circuit in the cable,
but I fixed it.
Good. We heard a sound
from the babys room.
He was checking on him.
Give them slippers.
So you can hear your
beautiful babys sounds.
Thank you.
Oh my God, what happened to your hand?
Nothing serious. This morning he insisted
on buying a glass table he liked.
He bought it, brought it here,
and fell on it.
Thats how he hurt his hand.
- My condolences, brother.
- Im fine, really.
Does it need stitches?
- Not at all. Come on.
- No, brother, Im fine.
And whats your deal with glass
tables anyway? Damn it.
- Sorry, sister-in-law. Come on.
- Oh, sweetheart.
- Wheres the little one? Upstairs?
- What?
- Come, Ece.
- Yes.
He just fell asleep.
Please, dont make any noise.
He just fell asleep, Cihan.
What do you mean just? Hes been asleep
for an hour. Let his uncle see him.
Exactly. Well just peek through
the door quietly.
- We got him a really nice gift.
- But he barely fell asleep.
He barely fell asleep, Cihan.
- He fell asleep with great effort, please.
- All right.
- Okay, brother, dont worry.
- Sister Zahra.
This is for the baby.
Thank you both so much,
thats very kind.
Thank you so much. Whats this?
Its beautiful.
Its really beautiful.
What a lovely shade of blue.
Isnt it, Ibrahim? Look.
Yes.
Blue and pink - neutral,
suitable for any baby.
By the way, lets give them this too,
sister-in-law.
May he live long
and sleep beside his parents.
Amen.
- Lets go.
- Lets.
Theres blood on the floor.
Is that from you? Youve lost
so much blood! What is this?
Yes, thats it. Dont worry,
it wont come off.
Theres some on the tiles too.
- Theres blood.
- Its fine. Ill clean it up.
I cleaned it, I cleaned it. Okay,
okay, its clean now.
I tried so hard to get it out,
but the stain just wont go away.
No, well have to throw the carpet out.
No, no. Why would you throw it out? Dont.
- Itll come off.
- It wont.
Of course it will. Itll come off.
You can remove stains with toothpaste.
- Really?
- Of course.
Sometimes I watch documentaries
about cleaning products, my dear.
I saw it there.
Keep that in mind - itll come in handy
if you ever commit a crime.
- Im joking, but I swear its true.
- Oh my God, Ibrahim.
I swear its true.
- Toothpaste will remove it.
- Come on, lets go.
- Thats nonsense.
- Im starving.
Can you believe how
expensive meat has gotten?
Come, are you going to sit here?
I already sat down.
What were we just talking about, Ibrahim?
Youre right.
They really liked you.
When you mentioned toothpaste,
I was already thinking about it.
All right, come on.
- Come on.
- Whats going on?
What is it? Did something happen?
I didnt smoke a cigarette
when we got here, sister-in-law.
Ill have one with my brother
on the balcony before we eat.
- Sure, go ahead.
- She doesnt let me smoke.
Come on, lets go out and talk a bit.
Come on.
What is it? What happened?
Whats wrong?
Ibrahim.
Did that girl downstairs
start texting you again?
What did she say?
Did she say anything today?
What did she write?
What did I tell you? I told you to show
her messages to her mother. Did you?
No, you never listen to me.
You never listen.
Listen, heres what well do.
Call the girl and ask to talk to her.
Ask to meet her.
Make her talk - whatever she says,
just let her talk.
Interrogate her. Ask, Whats your
purpose? What do you want?
And record her voice.
Or forget the recording.
Set up a camera somewhere.
Film a video, then take it to her mother.
Or better yet,
take it straight to the police.
But first, lets have dinner.
Zahra made delicious food.
- Can we take a picture?
- From where?
- Wait a second.
- Is that okay?
Let me come over here.
Like this.
Next to my brother.
- But my face isnt showing.
- There, now it is.
Okay.
All right.
- Did you take it?
- Yes.
Come on.
So, how does it feel, Zahra?
Has your life changed?
Of course it has. How could it not?
Its a wonderful feeling, really.
Honestly, I dont even know
how to describe it.
Its actually hard.
Its hard, but we were prepared for it.
And we really wanted it.
So, it didnt feel too difficult.
Maybe because we were ready for it.
Readiness - thats the key.
Hows the food? Do you like it?
Its great. Delicious.
- Enjoy.
- Zahra, my sister.
Is there something special in it?
If you mean any secret
ingredient, not really.
These days people add cinnamon
or something like that, but I never do.
First of all, stuffed peppers get their
flavor from the onions.
Thats the secret.
Of course, thats how
we used to cook it back home.
And I still make it the same way
I learned from my mother.
How many onions do you use for one pot?
I use about seven onions.
- Really?
- Of course, of course.
You fill the pot halfway with onions.
Just up to the middle, dont worry.
Once it cooks and the water evaporates,
it shrinks a lot.
Stuffed peppers get their taste
from the peppers.
If Im cooking it in olive oil...
I always add a bit of sugar
to every olive oil dish.
You probably know that
about two and a half spoonfuls.
Thats all.
But you add the sugar later
so it doesnt caramelize too much.
- Oh my God!
- Of course youd say Oh my God, Ece.
The men in our family are actually quite
talented in the kitchen, arent they?
Ibrahim.
Ibrahim helped me make it today.
But keep that between us.
He really loves stuffed peppers.
Anyway, I fill three full cups of water
right up to the brim.
Then I pour it over the top.
And I let it cook for about
15 minutes on low heat.
Brother Ibrahim.
Brother Ibrahim.
Are you okay?
The stuffed peppers are delicious.
Arent they?
Brother.
Brother.
Brother!
Ibrahim.
Are you having a seizure?
Whats happening?
Sister-in-law!
Ibrahim, snap out of it!
Ibrahim!
Are you all right?
Im fine.
Ill wash my face and hands,
then come back.
Whats that?
- My heart nearly stopped! What is that?
- Oh, for Gods sake.
Sister-in-law.
Should we take him to the hospital?
All right, but what do we tell him, Cihan?
Hes not acting normal.
He was having a seizure.
Lets take him to the hospital
and tell him
he had a seizure so they can check him.
Ive never seen Ibrahim like this before.
- Hes not himself.
- I know, dear, hes not.
Hes been sweating since morning.
I think hes having a heart attack.
We need to take him, Cihan.
First, Ill go check on the baby.
Okay.
- Tell us.
- Go on, tell us.
Tell us whats wrong, Ibrahim.
Brother.
Please, tell us whats going on.
Youre with your family.
All right.
Lets sit down.
- Okay.
- Ill check on the baby first.
The babys asleep, dear.
Hes asleep. Sleeping soundly.
- Okay, Ibrahim.
- Sit down.
- Lets all sit.
- All right.
- Okay, everyone sit.
- Okay, okay, were sitting.
- Oh my God!
- Calm down.
- I am calm.
- In Gods name.
No, its fine.
All right, were sitting. Its fine.
- Should we switch seats?
- Oh my God.
Why?
I want to be near the door.
Okay.
Come on, sit near the door,
brother. Come on.
Come on, brother.
Brother.
Listen, tell us whats wrong.
Were not strangers, were your family.
Look, your beloved wife is here.
Your dear Zahra is here.
Im here, your brother Cihan is here.
Eces here too.
A new member of the family
look at this beauty.
All right, forget about us for now.
Upstairs, your little boy...
...is sleeping like an angel.
What could be more important in life?
Is anything really worth
troubling your mind and heart like this?
Tell us your problem
the family will solve it.
Of course we will.
Come on, Ibrahim, please.
Tell us whats wrong, my dear brother.
Come on, brother.
Brother Ibrahim.
Is this about fear?
Are you afraid of being a father?
- Yes.
- What?
Maybe Im afraid of being a father.
Then...
...we have some news to share.
What kind of news, Ece?
Go on, tell them, darling.
- Say it, Cihan.
- The thing we decided on.
- Is it the right time to say it now?
- Yes, its perfect. Go on, my love.
All right, all right.
I believe everything happens for a reason.
Maybe the news were about to share
will be the cure for your troubles.
Or maybe our situation will be your cure.
Let me translate what he means to say.
Im going to be a father.
Really?
- I cant believe it, Cihan!
- Nusrets going to have a cousin!
I cant believe it!
I cant believe it!
Cihan!
You really surprised me!
What a surprise! Congratulations!
We were debating whether
or not to tell you.
And I was wondering
what on earth you two were saying!
Congratulations.
Weve been wondering
all morning when to tell you.
Sister-in-law!
- My dear, congratulations from my heart.
- Brother!
- Im so happy for you!
- Thank you.
Im going to be a father!
Hes so happy.
I cant believe it!
Ibrahim.
Look at this, Ibrahim.
Nusrets cousin.
Yes, hell look just like you.
No, hell look like me.
Im really moved.
Truly.
What a big surprise.
But you two...
Weve already sorted it out - were on it.
We booked next Friday.
Well go and get the marriage
papers done as soon as possible.
Then well tell both families.
And have the wedding.
All right.
The baby.
Oh...
Brother.
The day I found out my brother
would become a father...
That moment...
...was the happiest of my life.
Its such a strange feeling
Ive never felt anything like it.
I never thought Id react like this,
or even feel this way.
It never even crossed my mind.
Ece.
Youve taken my life somewhere
I never imagined.
Youre an amazing woman.
Were so lucky.
Everything suddenly started going our way.
And we began earning huge amounts
from social media
something we never expected.
Thank God we were spared from envy.
Everythings perfect.
Once we started getting
everything we wanted,
we began to ask, Whats next?
- What else do we need in this life?
- A child.
A child.
We wanted a child.
We thought about the right time -
is now the time?
Then we realized theres no such
thing as the right time.
So we decided to have a baby -
and here it comes.
We decided, and it happened.
Youre going to make me cry.
My love.
Ah!
Im going to be a father.
Congratulations.
Thats it? Congratulations?
Thats how you congratulate me?
Congratulations.
Congratulations.
Congratulations.
Get up, Ece. Were leaving.
- My love...
-Congratulations?
What is that? Thats your congratulations?
You call that a congratulation?
- Thats your reaction?
- Youll wake the baby!
Whats wrong with you? Whats happening?
Look at me!
Look at me - whats going on? Tell me!
Is it fear of being a father,
or that damn glass table? What is it?
What is it?
Say it now - whats your problem?
Talk, or Ill smash these
plates over your head!
Youll wake the baby-
Enough! Youve been
acting like a child all day!
What are you doing?
Whats your problem?
What did you two
talk about on the balcony?
- What were you talking about?
- Youll wake the baby!
- Get up, Ece.
- Cihan!
- Get up!
- My love...
What is this?
Ive never seen anything
like this in my life.
Put this on.
Listen... what a shame.
May God do with you as He wills.
I came here to tell you
Im going to be a father,
that Im starting a family
and look at you.
Whats wrong? You dont like Ece?
You dont like her? You dont?
The girl came here, showing you affection,
holding your hand-
And you didnt even look
at her face or smile.
Shame on you.
You know what?
Youve become just like our father.
Say something.
Im talking to you - say something!
I dont know if Ive become like him...
But Ive spent my whole life fighting
not to become the man he was.
I swear to you, the greatest sin
Ive ever committed
was buying that glass table.
The biggest mistake of my entire life...
...was buying that glass table.
I swear on the Holy Quran...
...Ive done nothing wrong...
...except buying that glass table.
Nothing else is my fault.
Nothing else.
Whats that?
Whats that?
I went down to the grocery store-
And when I came back, Cihan...
Has he been possessed or what?
- God forgive me.
- Is he possessed?
What happened to him? Whats going on?
I really dont understand.
God forbid, sister...
- God forgive me.
- Stop talking nonsense. God protect him.
You killed our son, Zahra.
Because of that glass table.
It deceived me.
I couldnt protect our son.
I dont have the courage to tell you this.
I dont have the strength to see the look
on your face when I tell you the truth.
Please forgive me
for leaving you with such a heavy burden.
I love you.
And I love our son.
I loved our family so much.
Please forget me...
If you can.
Please forget me - if youre able to.
Goodbye.
- Ibrahim!
- Get out, Cihan.
Cihan!
Cihan!
Cihan!
Cihan!
Wheres the baby, Ibrahim?
Please, dont look, Cihan.
Cihan.
Dont look, Cihan.
- Cihan!
- Stop, Ibrahim!
- Cihan!
- All right, Ibrahim.
- Please, dont look.
- Okay, dont cry.
- Dont look, Cihan.
- Stop.
Dont look, Cihan.
Dont look, Cihan.
His head is missing.
Its been severed.
He fell on the glass table.
The glass sliced
his neck like a guillotine.
Ibrahim...
Cihan... Cihan...
Cihan.
Its okay, brother... its okay.
What test is this, Almighty God?
In the name of God, the Most Merciful.
I cant breathe, Cihan.
Ill throw myself off
the balcony soon, Cihan.
- Ill jump from the balcony.
- You wont, brother.
Okay.
- I just want to rest. I want peace.
- Calm down.
- I cant breathe.
- Easy, brother.
- I cant breathe.
- Calm down.
Ill find a way. Let me think.
- I dont want to live.
- You wont die.
- My son... my son...
- Stop, brother.
- Brother...
- Cihan!
- Cihan!
- Sister-in-law!
- What happened, sister-in-law?
- Why are you shouting?
Were not shouting, sister-in-law,
the babys asleep.
You are shouting, Cihan
I heard you both.
No, no, sister-in-law.
Theres nothing wrong.
Just give us ten minutes.
Ill take him, well wake the baby,
and well all go together.
- Cihan...
- Its nothing, sister-in-law.
The babys asleep, keep your voice down.
Just give us ten minutes, all right?
Five minutes.
- Fine, five minutes.
- Ill come in five, he needs to be fed.
Okay, dont raise your voice -
hes sleeping.
- Five minutes.
- Fine, five minutes, sister-in-law.
Okay.
Be quiet... listen - we need a plan.
Zahra cant see the baby
like this, brother.
I need to find something - anything.
Wait.
Help me, God.
In the name of God, the Most Merciful.
Ibrahim...
Knock on the door, Ibrahim.
Hello, sister Zahra.
Is my brother Ibrahim home?
He is, Sibel - but hes busy right now.
Is there something? Tell me instead.
I need to speak to him.
Tell me, Sibel.
Theres something my brother Ibrahim
was supposed to tell you.
I wonder if he has.
Tell me what?
Sister Zahra...
Theres something important my brother
should have told you himself.
I just want to know if he did.
Sibel...
Were having such a terrible day.
This is not the time...
...for such nonsense.
- Sister Zahra-
- What are you doing, Sibel?
Please let me speak.
Youre starting to anger me, Sibel.
Say what you came to say!
Say it.
Sister Zahra...
My brother Ibrahim kissed me
in the elevator.
What?
He cornered me in the elevator
and kissed me.
More than once, too.
He was going to tell you.
He promised me several times he would.
But when he didnt...
I came to tell you myself.
I spoke to my brother, sister-in-law.
Well get some air and come back.
Ibrahim...
Ibrahim...
Look whos here.
Sibel - our downstairs neighbor.
She says theres something important
youre supposed to tell me.
Ibrahim...
Sibel says...
...that you cornered her in the elevator
and kissed her.
No.
Ibrahim...
Either you tell her everything -
or I will.
Of course. Now it all makes sense.
So, ever since
I came back from the store...
Youve been acting like you committed
a crime and hid a body in this house.
And thats why youve been so strange.
Now I understand, Ibrahim.
Now I see why youve been
acting like this.
Lets go, Ibrahim.
- Shes lying.
- Lets go, Ibrahim.
- Shes lying.
- Ibrahim!
- Shes lying.
- Im not lying.
- Shes lying.
- Im not lying.
Youre just afraid all this will come out
and everyone will see who you really are.
Isnt that right, Ibrahim?
Speak. Come on, say it, Ibrahim!
Say it, Ibrahim!
Crazy Ibrahim, the pervert!
- Shes lying!
- Say it!
- Say it!
- Im not lying!
- Shes lying! Shes lying!
- Say it!
Shes lying!
Shes lying!
Liar!
Liar!
Liar!
- Ibrahim!
- Ill kill you!
- Liar!
- Ibrahim!
Oh my God!
- Ill kill you!
- Stop!
- What have you done?
- Stop, sister-in-law!
You animal!
You filthy animal!
What have you done to my son?
Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!
Cihan...
Brother...
- Stop, brother.
- Let me die, Cihan!
- Let me die, Cihan!
- Please, brother!
- Let me die, Cihan!
- Dont, please, brother!
- Cihan...
- Stop!
- Cihan...
- Brother!
- Cihan...
- Brother!
- Cihan...
- Let me die!
Please, let me die.
- Let this agony end...
- Die!
- Die!
- Stop, sister-in-law!