Fractured (2020) Movie Script
-No ice.
-Here you go.
Thanks.
-Enjoy.
-Have a good day.
Hi, whats going on?
Im down by the square.
Ill be on the right
just past the bus stop.
Okay. See you there.
Hey, Fatih!
-How're you doing?
-Good. You?
-Good. Did you lose some weight?
-A bit, I guess.
Is the wife not feeding you?
-You go in front.
-Im okay in the back.
No, you need to give directions.
-Hi, Cengiz.
-Hi Fatih.
-How are you?
-Good thanks, Fatih. You?
Not bad.
We take a left here
if we can in this traffic.
-You mean right across there?
-Exactly.
Okay, no problem.
-Careful. Its kind of crazy here.
-Not a problem. Ill take it slowly.
If this guy lets us go, we can get across.
-Now we go straight.
-Okay.
Ive been to your place often enough,
but Id never find it on my own.
Not surprising. The place is
a building site. Theres no planning.
-I keep going, Fatih?
-Yes, keep going straight.
Wasnt there a big mosque here?
I dont see it.
Next to a gas station, remember?
Right, thats around the back.
Were taking a shortcut.
-So, how are the guys back in London?
-Same as ever.
-Slaving away to save up money.
-Come on! Theres real life there.
-Have you given up in two years?
-We turn off here.
-Here? Okay.
-Yes.
-Say again?
-Two years and youve given up?
Not exactly.
But things are different in London.
Argh, we shouldve turned off here.
-Here?
-Yes.
-Sorry.
-No problem.
Ill handle it.
Careful.
-I turn off here?
-Exactly.
Just think,
if they reconstruct the building
the owners would get two flats each.
-True.
-Its a fact.
True, but its not that simple.
Still, look into it.
I doubt theyll say yes, but Ill try.
If theyre your friends,
you can persuade them.
Lets get in there before the Syrians.
-Ill try.
-Goodbye, Ahmet.
-Welcome, Ayhan.
-Thanks, Muhittin.
-My brother, Cengiz.
-Welcome, Cengiz.
-Thanks.
-Its good of you to come.
Well? First lets have some tea here.
-Or we can have our tea upstairs.
-Yes, Dad. Lets do that.
Right, lets go upstairs. Follow me.
Well go this way
and you can see our shop.
FRACTURED
-The pack of 15 works out cheaper.
-No, this is fine.
Add two of these to the bill.
Here, son. Give one to your brother.
This way, boys.
Thats Hacer, Cafers wife.
-Welcome.
-Hello. Thanks.
-Thanks.
-Welcome.
Fatih, get them a cold drink each.
Forget it, Muhittin.
Well have tea upstairs.
You can have tea as well.
Theyre just being polite. Go ahead, son.
-Have the prices gone up again?
-No, theyre the same as last year.
So Ayhan. How are your parents?
Theyre fine. In good shape.
They spend summers back in the village.
Its cooler there.
Good.
We provide on-the-doorstep service
and still she moans about prices.
Shes always shopping at supermarkets,
then comparing prices with ours.
But their costs are nothing like ours!
Yeah. She only uses us for emergencies.
-Here, Dad.
-Not for me.
The whole neighborhoods the same.
Why did we ever get into this business?
Dont let them get to you, Muhittin.
Thats all well and good,
but Hacer knows this, too.
Weve been losing money every month
since opening, believe me.
-Dad, shall we go up?
-Okay, lets do that.
-You can drink it on the way.
-Its okay. Thanks.
-Thanks.
-Lets use the back way.
Hacer, tell Cafer
to be around this afternoon.
-Well fix your bathroom.
-Okay, sure.
-Have a good day.
-Thanks.
-Cengiz, what do you do?
-I'm a teacher.
You have it easy then
with the state behind you!
Not as easy as you think.
Its a hard job in many ways.
Every job is,
but theres hard and theres hard.
You get paid every month come what may.
-Welcome! Come in.
-Hello. Thanks, kran.
Let me get you some slippers.
Ah! Is that Selim?
-Say welcome to our guests.
-Selim? Dont you recognize uncle Ayhan?
How would he?
He was a baby last time I saw him.
-My brother, Cengiz.
-Hello.
-Welcome.
-Here, its for you.
-You shouldnt have!
-We couldn't come empty-handed.
-Come in, dont stand there.
-This way.
-Fatih, come in, son.
-Okay.
Go through.
Come on through, boys.
Cengiz, take a seat there.
Come on, Ayhan.
-Welcome once again, Ayhan.
-Thanks, Muhittin.
-Welcome, both of you.
-Thanks, Fatih.
-Welcome, Cengiz.
-Thanks.
Praise God.
Fatih, bring the fan out here
and switch it on.
Okay, Dad.
Sorry about this. Watch out.
So, Ayhan. You said your parents
were in the village. I hope theyre well.
They are, but old age is setting in.
Theyre a lot slower these days.
Thats normal at this age.
-But youre still in great shape.
-No, Im wearing out fast.
Fatih, press that button on top
so the fan moves around.
Okay, Dad.
Thats how it is, Cengiz.
Diabetes is a curse on your health.
It may not kill you,
but it makes life hell.
-Sorry to hear it.
-Im lucky to have reached this age.
eyma, the cakes done.
Theres enough for tonight, too.
Im off to say my afternoon prayers.
You make the tea.
Okay, Mother.
-Cover up those gold bracelets.
-Okay.
eyma, let me do it.
-Welcome, Ayhan.
-Thanks, eyma.
Here you go, Ayhan.
Thanks.
eyma, I so wanted to be at your wedding
but I was in London at the time.
I know, Fatih said.
-I hope youre happy together.
-Thanks.
Here, eyma.
-Do you live here, too, Fatih?
-No, downstairs.
Why would he live here with us old folk?
We set up a new flat for the newly-weds.
You should see it.
Sure, Muhittin. If hell show us.
I also want to see
how hes furnished it.
Sure, Ill give you a tour.
Fatih was really into dcor
during his time in London.
-Really?
-No, it was just a passing thing.
You shouldve seen him, Cengiz.
He used to go to the malls
and you know they have
those small display rooms?
He spent all his time off in them.
Come on, youre exaggerating.
No, I am not.
You said if you got a place one day
youd do an open plan kitchen.
An all-in-one kitchen/living room.
All in one?
For Gods sake, how ridiculous!
Imagine making your guests
sit in a room full of cooking smells!
Above all,
its disrespectful to the guests.
An open plan kitchen
wouldnt work in our flat anyway.
Hello? Besir.
Oh, shoot.
Ayhan, Id understand
if you were short of space or money.
Those infidels mustve invented them.
Their homes are so tiny.
Hello Besir.
Besir. Yes, I can hear you now.
But thats crazy, Besir.
How can you put off the funeral
for that long? I dont get it.
Doesnt the man know?
How is business in London?
To be honest,
not that great, Fatih.
You know, with the Brexit thing,
everyones nervous.
-And that affects the general market.
-Right.
I follow it on the news.
What do you think?
Is leaving good for the UK?
I think in the long term, yes.
Most of my friends would agree.
But short term,
itll be a rough ride thats for sure.
Let me know if you hear anything.
Okay, God bless.
-So, dont you miss the place at all?
-What, London?
Sure he does!
He tries to hide it,
but I can tell he does.
Sure, you miss some things.
but Ive adjusted to being back.
For one thing,
its human nature to adjust.
But I sometimes wonder if I was right
to bring Fatih back from London.
He didnt want to come.
I pressured him a bit.
Okay, but isnt it nice
to be together as a family now?
That was my thinking.
I wanted him married here,
not wasting his life with infidels, but...
-Dad, lets not get into that.
-I know what we will and wont get into.
Anyway, Ayhan is no stranger.
Sure, Muhittin. Im one of the family.
Bless you.
My point is, Ayhan
our eggs werent all in one basket
when Fatih was in London.
As you know,
a little there goes a long way here.
Fatih helped us out in London,
but things are different now.
Believe me, with such a big family
doing so many jobs,
we still struggle to get by.
Were still alive
and grateful for it of course.
In fact, Fatih and I
were talking about you the other day.
If Fatih had to go back to London...
Dad, we talked about that.
Not that its sure to happen,
but if a suitable job came up.
Fatih could discuss it with his wife.
They might agree to it.
Just think, Cengiz.
Fatih has permanent residency in London.
Plenty of people
would pay a fortune for that, right?
True.
-What do you say, Ayhan?
-We could look into it.
I dont mean anything long-term.
Something for a few years
that would secure their future.
Until hes made enough
to open a caf or restaurant here.
Otherwise, nothing
will ever change for us here.
You haven't drunk your tea.
Come on, dont let it get cold.
Cengiz?
You haven't said a word.
Not that I blame you.
Our kind of talk is
beneath an educated man like you.
-Not at all. Im listening.
-He never says much.
Listening is all well and good,
but when Im left to do all the talking,
I wonder if Im boring you.
Look. See that, Ayhan?
You all have baklava and I dont.
-Have some of this.
-Dad, have some of mine.
eyma deliberately left him out, Ayhan.
She could at least have given me a taste.
-But Dad, its bad for your diabetes.
-Its just one piece of baklava.
Wed have got something else,
if wed known.
No, far from it. Thank you!
I miss having baklava.
Come on, eat up.
Muhittin.
Youve given us a great welcome
with your hospitality.
I hope we can return the favor
at my parents.
God willing.
Muhittin. As you know, Fatih and I
were like brothers in London.
You did a great job raising him.
So, you know the reason for our visit.
Sure, its not just about that.
Weve got to see you, too.
Yes.
Fatih wasnt actually that keen
but we especially wanted
to talk things over face to face.
Well, its news to us.
Fatih had to tell us
because you were coming.
We might never have known otherwise.
You did my son a great favor.
No one does anyone favors nowadays.
-Bless you for that.
-Thanks.
When Fatih said how much interest
youd be paying the bank,
I couldnt let it happen.
Of course, I had the money then.
I couldnt not help out a brother.
-Thanks, Ayhan.
-Thank you.
Youre not eating or drinking a thing.
Try my wifes cake. Its the best.
-We already have. Thanks.
-Good.
-Fatih, how are the minibuses?
-Fine, no problem.
We have them working as school buses.
Although theyre idle for a few months
when the schools close for summer.
But I cant deny
they help the family finances.
Good, Im glad.
To be honest, Muhittin, I wasnt sure
about the minibus thing at first.
-I told Fatih my reservations, right?
-You did.
But if it works, Im glad to have helped.
Thanks. Thats not quite true,
but you can think of it that way.
Im confused. What exactly do you mean?
Its a family matter, Ayhan.
You did my son a big favor, thats true.
Fatih, didnt...
Muhittin, sorry.
I need to get this clear.
Didnt you send the money
to buy the minibuses?
No, no one ever said that.
Look, this debt is my sons.
With Gods help
well stand by him as a family.
God sees and knows everything
so you have nothing to worry about.
Im not worried, Muhittin.
I trust Fatih completely.
Or why would I lend him that much money?
-You shouldnt feel uneasy about it.
-I dont, Fatih.
But you should know that
if I didnt need the money
I wouldnt be here asking for it.
I know.
All I wanted was to help you
and your family.
Thanks Ayhan.
You helped me a lot in London.
I wont deny it.
Now please dont get me wrong.
Okay, you did me a big favor. Agreed.
But you also used my bank accounts
all that time. Thats no small deal.
-Wait, he used your bank accounts? Why?
-It doesnt matter, Dad.
It doesnt matter
if someone uses your account?
Forgive me, Muhittin,
but why are you reacting this way?
Ayhan, if Id known
how that money was earned...
Whatever. Whats done is done.
Sorry, Muhittin,
but how does Ayhan earn his money?
Gambling money
is no good to anyone, Cengiz.
Its also forbidden in our faith.
-Gambling money?
-Is that what Fatih told you?
Fatih, did you say
I made my money from gambling?
No, I didnt. I just said
you made it from the stock market.
For goodness sake, Muhittin!
Do you really think of
the stock market as gambling?
Ayhan, if you make money from money,
thats gambling in my book.
Okay...
Well...
I dont know.
Was I wrong to lend you the money?
No ones saying that.
You helped my son, thats a fact.
-Give eyma a shout for more tea.
-Not for me, thanks.
-Ayhan, you?
-No, thanks.
Look, boys. Forgive me
if Ive said the wrong thing.
-I thought youd want me to be open.
-No, no problem.
Believe me.
Well, what shall we do then?
How about a tour of Fatihs flat?
-Sure, why not?
-Come on, lets go then.
eyma, they want to see your flat.
Go ahead and tidy up.
It is tidy. Do they have to?
I bet it was Fatihs idea.
Come on, its rude not to go with them.
eyma!
Can you come here?
Why ask strangers into our flat?
They want to see it.
Quick, theyre waiting.
-Some guests!
-Enough of that, come on.
Okay, you go. Im coming.
-Come on, son. Were waiting.
-Im here, Dad.
-Okay, this way.
-Fatih, we dont want to impose.
-Lets come another time.
-You arent imposing. Come on.
Cengiz, while you boys
are looking around downstairs
Ill keep myself busy on the roof.
See that bit of land in the corner?
-The marsh there?
-Right.
Thats what all those tower blocks
are built on.
If it carries on like this,
well have no view left soon.
-This side is more open.
-Yes. It looks onto the neighborhood.
I just hope
we arent blocked on this side, too.
-A lot of illegal building goes on.
-Illegal? So report it.
Sure, but think of it this way.
The area has developed
and gone up in value.
Building permits allow three floors.
Thats no use.
Look, there are buildings everywhere.
-Do you like it?
-They only saw the living room.
Nice. Enjoy living here.
Thats the bathroom.
And heres the kitchen I mentioned.
-It looks great, Fatih.
-Yes, its not bad.
Thats our bedroom.
It has an en-suite bathroom.
-And heres the nursery.
-Nursery?
Im going to be a dad soon, God willing.
-Great news, Fatih! Congratulations!
-Thanks.
-eyma, congratulations.
-Thanks, Ayhan. Its very new.
-God willing itll be your turn soon.
-Exactly.
No, were both hopeless cases.
But Im really pleased for you.
-My congratulations.
-Meanwhile...
I was wondering how to give you
your wedding gift. But this helps.
-You shouldnt have.
-You really didnt need to, Ayhan.
Of course I did!
Besides, I didnt get to your wedding.
May the baby be a blessing
to his parents and country!
Agreed.
May the baby grow up happy and healthy.
Come over, boys.
-You don't have to stop.
-No, Ill carry on later.
In any case,
Im both master and apprentice.
So you do all this by yourself?
-Dad does it, but we help out.
-Dont you believe it!
They help once in a blue moon
if something heavy needs carrying up.
And thats only reluctantly.
-Ayhan, can I ask you boys a favor?
-Sure, go ahead.
Cengiz, see that tank?
It needs mounting.
Many hands will make light work of it.
Okay. Sure.
Great. Lets go inside then.
First, lets get the tap on.
For goodness sake!
Right. Lets do it, boys.
Here goes. One, two, three, lift!
Watch your hands here.
Turn, Cengiz.
One second.
Careful of the step.
Lets get it on there
and take a breather.
-Careful. To the right a bit.
-Wait. Get around the back, boys.
God...
-Let it rest there.
-Watch out.
You two go around the back.
Cengiz, lets pull it forward.
Pull!
Lift...
Okay.
-Is it properly in place?
-Yes. The taps here.
The fronts falling off.
Wait. We need to lift again.
-Dad, shall I come around?
-No. Lift from the back and pull.
-Okay, lift.
-Lift after three.
-One, two, three, lift!
-Careful!
-Okay.
-Its in place here.
-Wait.
-Okay?
-Wait.
-The right-hand side isnt in place.
-Shall I come around?
-Let me get my breath back.
Leave it there a minute.
Dad, are you okay?
Yes.
-Okay, thatll do for now.
-No, its not stable.
-Get to the back again.
-Okay.
Ayhan, you join him.
-We need to lift again.
-Lets do it.
One, two, three, lift!
Watch the table.
Watch your hand.
A bit further.
-Dad, are you okay?
-Yes, son. Fine.
So, you do all this as well, huh?
Needs must, Ayhan.
Ive married Fatih and the oldest boy,
Ive given them homes.
Now my only worry is the youngest.
If I make him a homeowner, too,
my job will be done.
-Lets hope so.
-Yes.
Whenever any money comes in,
I get on with the building.
Ayhan, were running late. Time to go?
Wait, where are you going?
Todays our grill day.
We ordered the butchers best meat.
Stay and lets eat together.
No, but thanks. Another time hopefully.
Anything else to say to Muhittin?
Well, weve told him why we came.
Muhittin, my brother tends to be shy,
but hes really in a squeeze.
If Fatih can at least
give a date for the payment
we can plan accordingly.
Lets see.
If worse comes to worst,
Ill apply for a bank loan.
Ayhan, as you know, its no small amount.
This is tough for us. But dont you worry.
Well pay back every penny we owe.
Im around for another week.
I came back just for this.
Okay, well do what we can.
I mean, Fatih will pay you
whatever he gets together.
-Here you go, Ayhan.
-Thanks.
Goodbye now. See you.
Fatih.
Yes, Ayhan?
Look, please.
Put some pressure on your family.
-Its not something a loan can fix.
-Okay, I get it.
If you remember, you said
youd sell your wedding gold
and pay me part of the proceeds.
Give me some time and Ill handle it.
Fatih, I still have a question.
I didnt push it with your dad there.
Did you send your family the money
to buy the minibuses or not?
-Yes, I did.
-But your dad says differently.
Dont worry,
Ill get back to you as soon as I can.
-Take care now.
-Fatih!
Remember that piece of paper
we signed between us just in case?
Yes.
I asked a lawyer friend about it
and he said that
piece of paper is legally binding.
I see.
What exactly does he do?
Works for Starbucks like he did in London.
As head barista, I think.
Some crap loan hell get on that pay!
And were giving them gold.
Come here, Mom. Come on.
One, two, three, there we go.
The womans wet through with sweat
and you have her in a cardigan!
Pull.
Here.
You knew about the debt, didnt you?
-No, not at first. I found out later.
-What does that mean?
He asked for my wedding gold.
I didnt give it to him.
Move aside. Let me do it. Ill take her.
Tell Fatih to come and see me.
Hes gone to find out about loans.
Good luck to him.
Here we go, Granny. Open wide.
Open.
eyma...
That care money is paid
into your account every month, right?
Yes, but sometimes its late coming.
So there must be money
left over in the account.
No, father. I wish.
We barely get by on Fatihs wages.
-Hows it going?
-Okay.
I see you got the salad stuff.
Anything missing?
Only tomatoes.
-The tomatoes these days are uneatable.
-Ive enough in my fridge for salad.
-Hacer, anything I can help with?
-No, Im almost done.
Or pour us some tea. I just made it.
Cafer, dont disappear.
The bathroom needs fixing.
I know. Im only calling in on Metin.
-Mother?
-Thanks. Put it down there.
-You changed the shelves around.
-Yes, theyre better this way.
-Hacer, theres some left in the bottom.
-Just leave it, Mother.
eyma, too bad about Fatih.
How could he do that?
No idea. He mustve thought
he could handle it in London.
Its terrible.
What are you planning to do?
-About what?
-The money.
Well sit down as a family tonight
and work it out.
-Okay, but...
-There are no buts, Hacer.
Everyone will do their bit.
-Hacer, let me pay for this stuff.
-Dont bother.
No, its for our place. Here.
-That was there before, Muhittin.
-I know.
I was thinking a plunger might fix it.
I wouldnt bother, Muhittin.
Why go to the extra expense?
-Well fix it later.
-Sure.
-Salaam alaikum.
-Alaikum salaam.
Halil, heres the minibus insurance.
-Okay, Ill put it in with the license.
-Sure.
-No problems, are there, Dad?
-No, son.
Put this in your pocket.
-You pay it in every day, dont you?
-Yes, Dad.
Good.
Well be landed with that debt,
Im telling you.
Fine, keep switching channels!
Your dad is fine with Hacers shop
and questions me over the care money.
But that would be an excuse
for you to go back to London.
-When our baby arrives...
-eyma, for Gods sake!
Call Mahmut and ask him about loans.
If your dad asks, youll have an answer.
I know enough about loans, dont worry.
Fine.
If you know that much,
you could go get a loan!
-Come in, Mother.
-eyma.
Turns out we had some. Use these, too.
-Okay. I already started on the salad.
-Good girl.
Ill check on Muhittin,
then I'll come and help.
Here you are.
kran, give Zarife a call and
see if theres room in the car.
We were like sardines last time.
But 10 hours on a bus
would be rough on us both.
Lets decide when we know
the date of the funeral.
Muhittin.
I dont feel good about this.
Tell your lying son, not me.
Okay, Fatih made a mistake,
but isnt the debt all of ours?
Did anyone say it was only Fatihs?
Then tell me what you have in mind.
First let Fatih find out about loans.
-Will they lend Fatih that much?
-Every little helps.
kran, give Turan a shout.
I need his help.
Hes just got in. Let him rest a bit.
Fine. Ill kill myself here
while the boys rest. Great!
Come on.
Turan, son. Turn that down.
Its doing my head in.
-Whats up?
-Your dad wants help with plastering.
-Plastering what?
-Hes an old man. Go and help.
-It wont take long.
-Yeah, right! Ive heard that before.
Its your idea, isnt it?
Dad didnt send for me.
He did. I told you so. Do as you like.
Why do I bother getting involved?
Turan, when you finish that wall,
well redo the facing one
while were about it.
Dad, its going to keep leaking there.
Im fixing it for good, don't worry.
Dad, how about
I come with you to the village?
You mean its an excuse for an outing.
No! Shes family.
And family should be at funeral.
Empty that tub for me.
Get a move on, Turan.
The other wall still needs painting.
What are you doing? Empty it outside.
Hacer, were having a grill.
Whats with the fancy mezze?
If I dont do my share,
eyma will mouth off.
And who does the grilling here
while the other men take it easy?
Thats different. Cafer!
Have you discussed the Fatih thing?
No we haven't. Where is Selim?
Upstairs. Hes forgotten
the way home thanks to you.
Hacer! I cant even
ask you a simple question.
Muhittin. I want to say something,
but dont get angry.
If you know Ill get angry, dont!
Suppose we sell the land in the village?
Give that here. I can wash myself.
Im going back to the village
with or without you
as soon as I sort out those boys.
When all the family is here?
Wed be as good as childless there.
Sell the land in the village,
and let the family cemetery
go to rack and ruin. Huh?
Those boys did us a favor
and now theyre in trouble.
No, theyre not.
They just say that
to get all the money back.
They got a duplex flat here last year.
As if we dont know.
Careful not to spill it.
Okay, Selim? Here you go.
Alright.
Is Hacer around?
No, but shell be here tonight
with her famous mezze to make up to us.
-The shop should still be open.
-Its been known to be closed all day.
Shall I add the tomatoes, Mom?
-Let it boil a bit longer.
-Okay.
No, its better
if he puts the bill in his name.
Mom, dont push me at Grandpas.
Ill eat and Im out.
Move!
As if you have a gun to your head!
Okay, well talk about it tomorrow.
See you at the shop.
Why not turn around here, Yusuf?
Dont bother coming in!
-Welcome!
-Thanks.
-Come in. Everyones here.
-Welcome!
Thanks, Mom.
-Yusuf! When did you get back?
-Yesterday, Gran.
It was hell getting him to come.
But dont get me started!
-Why?
-Its not true!
Kiss your grans hand.
-Welcome.
-Thanks.
-Come in.
-Let me put this somewhere.
Come in, dear.
-Welcome, Harun. Good to see you.
-Thanks.
-Come on in.
-Hello!
-How are you doing?
-Great. You?
Hey! Where is my beautiful girl?
-Hows university?
-Fine. Im studying away.
-Good.
-Father.
-Let me kiss your hand.
-Don't bother.
Dad, let him.
He wont let you down again.
Harun, kiss his hand.
Muhittin, theres no place
in this family for bad blood.
My turn now, Dad.
Sit down here, Fatma.
And Yusuf, you come next to me.
-Hacer. Wheres Cafer?
-Upstairs, manning the grill.
Ill go and say hello then.
Hey, Harun!
I never thought Id see you here!
Had to, or your sister would kick me out.
Good for you.
Im not sure about that. Well see.
Here, have a seat.
You have a great setup here.
And your own private stash.
Its the only way to get
through the night. How's business?
Good. Students like the place.
-May it go from strength to strength.
-Thanks.
-These are done.
-They look good.
-Want a taste?
-Sure.
-Its really hot.
-Sure is.
Careful.
-Delicious. Very tasty.
-Good and tender.
Whats Fatih been up to?
-Your guy screwed up big time.
-Why "my guy"?
You like each other.
-So what happens now?
-With what?
With Fatih.
Lord London will have to pay for
the good time hes been having.
Whats with the "Lord London"?
-Hes a lord, right? Lord Fatih.
-Lord Fatih.
The onions are burning.
Take them off.
-Look. The screens locked, okay?
-Okay.
Now watch carefully.
-See that?
-Whoa! Will it work if I try?
Give it a go.
It doesnt work with me.
Do it again.
-Turn on the light. See?
-Okay! It recognizes you.
Sure, it unlocks the second it sees
any part of my face.
The guys are geniuses.
Can you get it cheaper in the US?
-I guess.
-Come on, guys.
-The meats getting cold.
-Were coming.
Im on my way.
-How are you doing, Casanova?
-Get out of here, Harun!
Didn't you promise
to marry the girl to bed her?
You were so quiet around my dad.
Didnt take you long to bounce back.
-Cem, wait a second.
-Whats up?
I hear you fired my cousin
and gave his job to a Syrian.
Its all down to costs.
We had to fire all the new kids.
I gave him some contacts, though.
Didnt he say?
-No, he did.
-Okay, good. Lets go in.
-No, wait.
-Why?
Have you heard about Fatih?
You mean the money thing.
Glnaz mentioned it.
You know how things are
between me and Muhittin.
If the inheritance comes up tonight,
dont take a back seat.
-Make our presence felt.
-Harun, you never learn, do you?
-You forget what happened last time.
-So, we just go with it?
Weve lost this place,
and now the village land?
This family will never leave anything
to the girls. Wise up!
Well see. Theres always a way.
-So, youre out for blood.
-No, there are laws about this.
Hey! Watch out.
Pass it to me.
Enough running around, kids!
Arya, didnt you hear?
Come and eat, come on.
Selim!
-Dad, shall I dish you up a plate?
-Youve got us into this plate habit.
-We wont all fit around the table.
-No, Ill come over.
Okay, men to the table. Muhittin, come on.
-Cafer, dish me up a plate.
-Okay.
-Come on, guys. Dont let it get cold.
-It looks amazing.
-Its no big deal.
-No, you do wonders on that grill.
Dad, Im giving you a bit of everything.
-Turan, hows this one?
-Great. Try that, too.
-Vine leaves?
-Yes.
-Onion salad?
-Just a tiny bit.
-Yusuf, go and help yourself
-Okay.
-Ill do it for him.
-Its okay, Uncle.
-But Ive waited for you so long, doctor!
-Ill do it.
-It hurts here, doctor.
-Thats from being idle.
-Thats unfair when I just served you!
-Its true.
-Whats my problem, doc?
-Ask me in six years when I qualify.
-Ill be dead by then!
-Only the good die young.
Keep out of this!
Fatih, whats the problem?
Arent I family?
Thats not the issue.
-Uncle, thats enough.
-No, its not!
You are a student.
A student must eat when he can.
-And stay out of trouble.
-Exactly.
-Thats enough, Uncle. Please!
-Okay. Just some vine leaves.
There you go.
Doctor, dont stand there.
Have a seat here. Do us the honour.
Dont say that.
You were going to show me that photo.
Wait, we went someplace else as well.
I took pictures there, too.
Wait a second.
eyma, when youve eaten,
do a plate for Mom.
Come on, as if Ive ever not fed her.
Ill do it in a minute.
Good girl! Your turn now, Selim.
See? The meat is sliced paper-thin.
But they do thicker ones, too. Look.
And thats the griddle plate.
Its big, though. Ours will be smaller.
-Looks like a doner kebab.
-No, a ca kebab is totally different.
Ill go and make us some tea.
First, its made with goat meat.
You marinate it, thread it onto skewers
cook it over a wood fire
and serve it in flatbread.
-Have you had enough, buddy?
-For now. Ill get some more in a bit.
-Okay then.
-Cafer, you haven't eaten a thing.
-Never mind me. Im happy watching.
-Selim!
-Thats Cafer. A professional victim.
-What?
Im just saying you probably ate upstairs.
Okay, I had a taste, I wont lie.
Stop that child crying.
You look like youre done eating.
Off you go now and play.
Give me the plates.
You see to the baby.
Hey, whats up? Are you hungry?
Okay, come on. Lets go.
Oh, sweetheart.
Feners playing so badly this year.
I only went because of my season ticket.
Remember, Cem?
Fatma, can you give me more meat?
-Sure. You want salad?
-No, thanks.
-Go on, give him some.
-No, it gives me gas.
-I told you that forward was no good.
-Its not just him, its the whole team.
Right. They should all be fired.
Ive lost all my bets this year.
-You bet on Fener when theyre like this?
-Zip it, you sick Galatasaray fan.
-Theres a bad egg in every family.
-Cem, come with me a minute.
Fatih, why were you so quiet about Fener?
Its obvious, they suck.
Fatma, leave that to me.
-No, Ive got it.
-No, leave it to me.
Okay, go on then.
Hes really a gynaecologist, you know.
But I call whenever the baby gets a fever.
I know. He was great with us, too,
but hes kind of expensive.
Okay, he charges more than the others,
but were talking about health here.
Fatih, I was telling eyma
about Dr. aatay.
Getting a good doctor
really matters with a first baby.
I know. Well figure something out.
Ask around. If necessary we can help.
After all, its my nephew or niece.
Thanks.
Okay, Ill check it out.
If I have any spare, Ill chip in.
If you find a few thousand,
well put that in
Ill add my share
and well sort it out.
But its come at a bad time.
Im really hard up right now.
Fatih, dont be so down, son.
Ill bring up the subject inside.
I just wish youd told us before.
-Dad knew actually.
-No!
-You mean your dad knew about the money?
-Well, not exactly.
When Dad found out
Ayhan made his money on the stock market,
he was against the idea.
Son, if your dad was against it,
why did you still go ahead?
Look at the mess were in.
Well, when you sent the money,
didnt your dad ask where youd got it?
I said it wasnt from Ayhan
and he left it at that.
-Mom, were going.
-Okay. Ill be with you in a moment.
Wait, let me fix that.
-Its okay, Mom. Hands off.
-All right. I wasnt going to eat you.
Cem, thanks. Its so kind of you.
No problem.
Im only giving our doctor a ride.
-Dont be late back. Do you have money?
-How would I, Mom?
Talk properly to your mom.
-Give us a call now and again.
-I will, Uncle.
-Bye then.
-Dont spend it all at once.
-Yusuf, where are you off to?
-To see friends, Gran.
Glnaz, lets get home
before the baby wakes up.
-Fatma.
-Glnaz, see you soon.
Goodbye.
-Goodbye!
-See you, sweetie.
-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
Fatih, give me a hand, will you?
Towards you?
Okay.
-Fatih, did you ask about loans?
-Yes, Dad.
-Who did you ask? Mahmut?
-Yes.
-What did he say?
-Well.
I can get three times my monthly salary.
-Is that all? Why so little?
-Dont ask me.
Wait, dear. Let me finish that.
Didnt he suggest anything else?
Wed get more if we mortgaged the house.
Smartass, Mahmut!
He can mortgage his own dads house!
Put that boy to bed.
I dont know, Harun.
It's like I like her but...
-Shes not a great match for our family.
-Turan, this is about love.
True, but I dont know.
Harun, put the table back
and make more room here.
Okay. Turan, you go that end.
Look, Turan. She may be outgoing,
but shes not what you think she is.
I know her brother.
Theyre a decent family.
Lets hope for the best. What can I say?
eyma, the baklava Ayhan brought
is on top of the fridge.
Put it on a plate.
Mom.
-The machines full. These wont go in.
-Just rinse them. Thatll do.
I already have.
Ill go on ahead with the tea.
Fatih, were just adding
one thing to the menu.
Its not like theres any risk.
All it means is getting a griddle plate.
Mother, isnt Fatma a pro on the griddle?
Think of her flatbreads.
And well get the meat
from the place I mentioned.
-I hope its a success.
-Me too, Mother.
-Fatih, how come youre not convinced?
-No, I am, but...
Look, I think students will
go for ca kebabs over hamburgers.
-Theyre Turkish after all.
-Im not so sure.
Why not?
Still, your place was pretty busy
when I passed by the other day.
Yes, business is good right now.
Students like the place.
-Its great you put tables out.
-The place is pint-sized. We had to.
Youre lucky the council lets you.
They dont normally but
we keep the police sweet.
Hacer.
-Find Cafer. Hes disappeared again.
-Hell be back. I expect hes downstairs
Fatih, are you saying
students wont go for ca kebabs?
Well.
Father, have a seat here.
Here, Harun. Have my seat.
Thanks.
Father, I ran into Ragp the other day.
He said hello.
-Thanks.
-I almost forgot to say.
-Whats he up to these days?
-Who, Ragp?
Same as ever, hanging out at the caf.
He was just back from the village.
Mom, can you pass me the remote?
-Youre planning to watch a soap?
-No, but I might peek now and again.
-Why do you never sit still?
-Wonder who he gets that from?!
Mom, why pour the tea all at once?
Its stone cold.
Cafer, come and sit with all of us.
-Cafer, theres space here between us.
-Im fine. The chairs good for my back
-Muhittin, now all the men are here.
-kran, that discussion is for just us.
How can you say that, Dad?
Dont we count as family?
Dont talk nonsense, Fatma.
This doesnt concern you.
Dont take it personally.
It doesnt concern us either.
-What does that mean, Cafer?
-Theres nothing to discuss.
You took on the loan without asking us,
so you pay it back.
-Cafer!
-What, Mom?
The guy lied to us all that time
and still you stick up for him.
Okay, I made a mistake, I agree.
But what does it matter
if the money was mine or borrowed?
-They are not the same thing.
-How come?
For years you make us feel bad
about your favor
and then say
you borrowed the money. Great!
You felt bad about it for years?
Give me a break!
-If I didnt know you...
-What was that?
-He didnt say anything. Now stop.
-No, he likes having a dig.
Cafer, Im more upset with Fatih
than any of you.
Especially after todays humiliation
with those boys.
But what can we do? The boys are right.
-Sorry, but how much are we talking?
-20 thousand pounds.
-Really?
-Yes.
-How much is that in Turkish money?
-Around 150 thousand lira.
-150 thousand?
-Thats a fortune!
Fatih, didnt you send us
around 100 thousand?
-Or am I getting it wrong?
-No, but the pounds gone up.
-So were seriously out of pocket.
-Nonsense!
Shouldnt we just pay back
what they gave us, Muhittin?
-No, theyll want pounds if they paid...
-Whos asking you?
Im just saying what I think, father.
Look at us, blindly paying interest!
We haven't actually discussed that.
He may agree to the old exchange rate.
You think he will?
Dad, why dont I call Ayhan and ask?
Go on, see what he says.
But, Fatih...
say something about me
not being prepared to pay interest.
Okay, Dad.
Hello? Hi, Ayhan. Can you hear me?
Sorry to disturb you.
-My guess is Ayhan will say yes.
-Lets hope.
He would if it was up to him,
but theres his moody brother, Cengiz.
-Hes more difficult.
-I think hell agree to it.
-Give us more tea, dear.
-Wait, Ill do it.
Fatma, your ca kebab idea is fab.
Ill be at your place all the time.
Youre always welcome.
Ca kebab? Whats that?
-Whats going on, Harun?
-You dont have kids at college.
Youll see when Selim grows up.
Okay if you were from Erzurum,
but you arent. How does that work?
-I dont want any, eyma.
-Too late. Ive poured it.
I need some air.
Dad, our costs have gone up a lot.
Harun cant manage on his own.
So, Ill be doing the ca kebabs,
the flatbreads and so on.
Fine, good luck to you.
What can I say?
And Turan, I know I give you a hard time
but dont feel pressure
because I introduced you with the girl.
-This is serious stuff.
-No, I know. Dont worry.
Good, okay.
Mom, I have a favor to ask.
When you go to the village,
can you get me some cheese?
Ill pay you when you get back.
Never mind the money. We'll see.
Turan, come here a second.
-Yes, Dad?
-Who are those boys there?
-Which ones?
-In front of the thing.
-I know the guy on the phone.
-The one out front?
Yes. Thats Bahris son.
Hes just back from the army.
-Bahri the baker?
-Yes.
-Did you speak to Ayhan?
-Uh... He agreed.
Why the uh?
Did he agree or not?
He agreed to the old exchange rate,
but only if we pay the whole lot
in a week or 10 days.
How much is the whole lot?
Hes okay with 100 thousand lira.
Theres no way we can find
that kind of money right away.
Selling both minibuses
wouldnt make that much.
I was just making a point, Dad.
Id be the last person to sell them.
How do we find the money
without selling something?
Dad, I know Ayhan well.
I really think he needs the money.
Maybe we cant find the whole lot,
but even if we pay him half,
I think hed accept it.
Sure, if its true what you say.
Nice idea, but how will we find
even half the money?
As none of us has the money,
weve no choice but to sell something.
-Sell what?
-As the money went on the minibuses...
I wondered
when the minibuses would come up.
-Turan.
-Sorry, but you all have it made.
-You have houses, youre fine.
-Just let me finish.
-Turan, let him speak.
-I realize youll have a wedding soon.
-And youre behind us with houses.
-Speak for yourself.
Hes not behind me.
He can have the basement right now.
-And Id be spared your dirty water.
-Cafer! We fixed that leak today.
A repair job wont fix it.
His whole bathroom needs redoing.
Okay, Cafer. Ill get a builder in
to do it sometime soon.
Turan, you want the basement?
Ill move upstairs.
But you know the shop
goes with the basement.
Dad, lets at least sell one minibus.
Turan can keep the other.
Son, we cant sell any minibuses now.
Wed make a crippling loss.
Theyre contracted to be school buses.
Its impossible before the summer break.
Anyway, you go on about the minibuses,
but that money got you your house, too.
Well said!
Lets get down to the facts here.
Okay, I got my house,
but the money helped us all in some way.
No. It didnt help us.
Lets get that straight.
Stop dragging us into your debt.
So, unemployment benefit
paid for your shop?
Sorry, Fatih, we didnt use your money.
Maybe not directly, but
you used money made from the minibuses
which counts as the same thing.
You know everything, right?
-Were all idiots. Only you have brains.
-Cafer!
Youve no shame left either.
Look at you talking over everyone again.
-Please! Dont stir things up today.
-Its always me, is it?
Cafer, quiet!
Whenever I talk,
Im always told to shut up.
The guy bangs on and on at us
and Im the one whos told to shut up.
Great! Thanks.
eyma, take Mom to her room.
Sure, its her bedtime anyway.
Ill go and check on Selim.
Dad, for the love of God
tell me something.
If I did what he did,
would you react the same?
I know your history, dont you worry.
Its about that digger again, isnt it?
Good thing I screwed up then.
Its given you an excuse.
-Fatma, get me a glass of water.
-Sure, Dad.
You still go on about the digger.
We almost lost everything thanks to you.
You think Fatih went to London for fun?
So Fatih went to London because of me?
Thanks, Dad.
Muhittin, dont start this again.
He went to Yalova for a job, remember?
He always wanted out.
Cafer, enough!
If the digger had worked out,
it would all be different.
For Gods sake!
So it was my fault the digger didnt work?
You knew, thats why it was cheap.
But you planned to fix it.
-How did I know Haruns guys were sharks?
-Not this again!
-Did they force you to buy it?
-They said the starter motor was dodgy.
In a month, the engine, gearbox,
everything was dead. Yes or no?
Okay, Cafer. Enough!
Cafer, for Gods sake
stop talking about the digger.
Its been years
and were still getting over it.
Thanks, Fatma. You were the only one
in this family who didnt put me down.
What are you talking about?
-Thats shameful.
-Its true.
Keep talking. You talk.
Harun, you too. Talk away.
You all know Cafer.
Why are you winding him up like this?
No one did a thing, Mother.
Hes winding himself up.
Here.
Here, take this.
Cafer, stop giving yourself stress.
Loosen up a bit.
Look at Fatma.
Just look at her.
Forget the men,
even shes putting me down.
-Sure, Im the family scapegoat.
-Okay, just let them go to hell.
They all backed me at first, remember?
And when things fell apart?
Cafer, lie down here.
Come on, lie down.
Okay, lets say we count me out.
Take this away, dear.
What about our forefathers graves?
If they dont mean anything,
fine, lets sell the land.
No, Dad. No way.
Who knows whatll happen in Istanbul?
Things are getting worse every day.
An earthquake is waiting to happen.
Everything points to the village.
Harun and I were talking about it.
Dad, if youre okay with it,
we want to build a house on that land.
We could go there in summer.
It would be a change of scene.
Talk to Mahmut tomorrow
and get the loan moving.
I spoke to Cem.
He cant help right now
but he will in two-three months.
-Okay, Fatih? Get the loan moving.
-Dad, I really dont know what to say.
We keep coming back to the loan.
Dad, why should I go get a loan
when the familys sunk all that money?
Fatih!
Okay, if you can
live with your conscience.
-So, did you sign anything between you?
-Harun, keep out of this.
Actually, we signed a paper, nothing big.
You signed a paper?
You signed a paper with him
and youre only telling us now?
Dad, whats the problem
if were going to pay him back?
Ayhan hasnt brought it up either.
-How many more lies?
-Whats it got to do with anything?
Unless were not going to pay.
No, that money has to be paid.
Muhittin...
I can only think of one thing.
Why dont we women give you our gold?
Our gold?
Yes. If I add mine,
wed have something worthwhile.
I think thats fair. You know
I put all my gold into this building.
But now you have double that.
What are you talking about?
You think I have gold?
The whole neighborhood knows it.
-Hacer, do you have gold?
-How can I, Cafer?
Shame on you, eyma.
And now you bad-mouth us.
-Cafer!
-Cafer, Im not bad-mouthing you.
Hacer has gold, but shes hiding it.
Hacer, whats she saying?
-Shes lying.
-Then swear on the Quran.
-Keep the Quran out of it.
-What on earth is this about?
No, she should go ahead.
Lets see them eat dirt
and maybe feel some shame.
Can we just drop this?
Anyway, Mom, its wrong to use gold
saved for your funeral.
Great! Let the mud stick.
Were black sheep anyway.
You wont get your way this time.
Hacer, you swear on the Quran.
And you eyma,
put all your gold on the table.
Okay, eyma?
Im not giving up my gold.
My family gave me most of it.
-Turan, get the Quran, but wash first.
-Is it really necessary?
-Cafer, enough!
-Well, Ive had enough, too.
Turan, go get it.
Go on, get it.
It was you, Mother, wasnt it?
-Whats that supposed to mean, Hacer?
-You told eyma.
I wanted you to know
in case anything happened to me.
-And you went...
-Hacer, stop! Are you hiding gold from me?
Hacer!
Huh, Hacer?
-Hacer, Im asking you a question.
-Cafer!
-Do you have gold?
-Cafer, okay. Talk about it later.
-Hacer, answer my question.
-Cafer, calm down.
Its okay.
Hacer, dont make me crazy.
Are you hiding gold from me?
-Cafer, what are you doing?
-Dad, keep out of this. Hacer!
-Do you have gold or not? Hacer!
-I put some aside for Selim.
God damn you!
-Why do I even bother with you people?
-Cafer, youve gone too far.
Thanks, Dad. But what else to expect
if my wife does this?
-Watch what you say to Dad.
-Dont tell me what to say, weasel.
-Listen, Cafer...
-The hell Ill listen to you put me down!
Watch your mouth.
This isnt some zoo.
Hands off me!
What kind of people are you?
Stop!
Have some respect or youll face me!
-Fuck you, asshole!
-Get him out of my sight.
-Like I want to live under your roof!
-You piece of scum!
Youre no son of mine!
Hacer, go after him.
Dont leave him on his own.
-Go on, Hacer. He wont hurt you.
-Hacer, run! You saw how mad he was.
Go on! Talk to him downstairs.
Turan?
-Is your lip bleeding?
-Its bleeding? Let me see.
No, its okay, Mom.
Dont you know Cafer? Why wind him up?
-So its my fault, is it?
-No ones saying that.
Give me a break! You kick up a row
and youre still mouthing off.
Turan! Enough, son.
Someone mustve put the evil eye
on this family.
Id better do a lead-pouring
in the morning to lift the curse.
Mom, its time we were going.
Yusuf will be home by himself.
-Well come with you to the door.
-No, theres no need.
-No, because well head home, too.
-Okay, fine.
Good night, Fatma.
If we dont see Yusuf,
wish him all the best.
-Good night.
-Thanks, eyma.
eyma, Ive left the pan I used
for the vine leaves on the counter.
-Okay, Ill empty it.
-I think Hacer already did.
Okay, let me get it.
Sorry to be a nuisance,
but I dont have another pan that size.
-Here you go.
Thanks.
-Enjoy.
-Have a good day.
Hi, whats going on?
Im down by the square.
Ill be on the right
just past the bus stop.
Okay. See you there.
Hey, Fatih!
-How're you doing?
-Good. You?
-Good. Did you lose some weight?
-A bit, I guess.
Is the wife not feeding you?
-You go in front.
-Im okay in the back.
No, you need to give directions.
-Hi, Cengiz.
-Hi Fatih.
-How are you?
-Good thanks, Fatih. You?
Not bad.
We take a left here
if we can in this traffic.
-You mean right across there?
-Exactly.
Okay, no problem.
-Careful. Its kind of crazy here.
-Not a problem. Ill take it slowly.
If this guy lets us go, we can get across.
-Now we go straight.
-Okay.
Ive been to your place often enough,
but Id never find it on my own.
Not surprising. The place is
a building site. Theres no planning.
-I keep going, Fatih?
-Yes, keep going straight.
Wasnt there a big mosque here?
I dont see it.
Next to a gas station, remember?
Right, thats around the back.
Were taking a shortcut.
-So, how are the guys back in London?
-Same as ever.
-Slaving away to save up money.
-Come on! Theres real life there.
-Have you given up in two years?
-We turn off here.
-Here? Okay.
-Yes.
-Say again?
-Two years and youve given up?
Not exactly.
But things are different in London.
Argh, we shouldve turned off here.
-Here?
-Yes.
-Sorry.
-No problem.
Ill handle it.
Careful.
-I turn off here?
-Exactly.
Just think,
if they reconstruct the building
the owners would get two flats each.
-True.
-Its a fact.
True, but its not that simple.
Still, look into it.
I doubt theyll say yes, but Ill try.
If theyre your friends,
you can persuade them.
Lets get in there before the Syrians.
-Ill try.
-Goodbye, Ahmet.
-Welcome, Ayhan.
-Thanks, Muhittin.
-My brother, Cengiz.
-Welcome, Cengiz.
-Thanks.
-Its good of you to come.
Well? First lets have some tea here.
-Or we can have our tea upstairs.
-Yes, Dad. Lets do that.
Right, lets go upstairs. Follow me.
Well go this way
and you can see our shop.
FRACTURED
-The pack of 15 works out cheaper.
-No, this is fine.
Add two of these to the bill.
Here, son. Give one to your brother.
This way, boys.
Thats Hacer, Cafers wife.
-Welcome.
-Hello. Thanks.
-Thanks.
-Welcome.
Fatih, get them a cold drink each.
Forget it, Muhittin.
Well have tea upstairs.
You can have tea as well.
Theyre just being polite. Go ahead, son.
-Have the prices gone up again?
-No, theyre the same as last year.
So Ayhan. How are your parents?
Theyre fine. In good shape.
They spend summers back in the village.
Its cooler there.
Good.
We provide on-the-doorstep service
and still she moans about prices.
Shes always shopping at supermarkets,
then comparing prices with ours.
But their costs are nothing like ours!
Yeah. She only uses us for emergencies.
-Here, Dad.
-Not for me.
The whole neighborhoods the same.
Why did we ever get into this business?
Dont let them get to you, Muhittin.
Thats all well and good,
but Hacer knows this, too.
Weve been losing money every month
since opening, believe me.
-Dad, shall we go up?
-Okay, lets do that.
-You can drink it on the way.
-Its okay. Thanks.
-Thanks.
-Lets use the back way.
Hacer, tell Cafer
to be around this afternoon.
-Well fix your bathroom.
-Okay, sure.
-Have a good day.
-Thanks.
-Cengiz, what do you do?
-I'm a teacher.
You have it easy then
with the state behind you!
Not as easy as you think.
Its a hard job in many ways.
Every job is,
but theres hard and theres hard.
You get paid every month come what may.
-Welcome! Come in.
-Hello. Thanks, kran.
Let me get you some slippers.
Ah! Is that Selim?
-Say welcome to our guests.
-Selim? Dont you recognize uncle Ayhan?
How would he?
He was a baby last time I saw him.
-My brother, Cengiz.
-Hello.
-Welcome.
-Here, its for you.
-You shouldnt have!
-We couldn't come empty-handed.
-Come in, dont stand there.
-This way.
-Fatih, come in, son.
-Okay.
Go through.
Come on through, boys.
Cengiz, take a seat there.
Come on, Ayhan.
-Welcome once again, Ayhan.
-Thanks, Muhittin.
-Welcome, both of you.
-Thanks, Fatih.
-Welcome, Cengiz.
-Thanks.
Praise God.
Fatih, bring the fan out here
and switch it on.
Okay, Dad.
Sorry about this. Watch out.
So, Ayhan. You said your parents
were in the village. I hope theyre well.
They are, but old age is setting in.
Theyre a lot slower these days.
Thats normal at this age.
-But youre still in great shape.
-No, Im wearing out fast.
Fatih, press that button on top
so the fan moves around.
Okay, Dad.
Thats how it is, Cengiz.
Diabetes is a curse on your health.
It may not kill you,
but it makes life hell.
-Sorry to hear it.
-Im lucky to have reached this age.
eyma, the cakes done.
Theres enough for tonight, too.
Im off to say my afternoon prayers.
You make the tea.
Okay, Mother.
-Cover up those gold bracelets.
-Okay.
eyma, let me do it.
-Welcome, Ayhan.
-Thanks, eyma.
Here you go, Ayhan.
Thanks.
eyma, I so wanted to be at your wedding
but I was in London at the time.
I know, Fatih said.
-I hope youre happy together.
-Thanks.
Here, eyma.
-Do you live here, too, Fatih?
-No, downstairs.
Why would he live here with us old folk?
We set up a new flat for the newly-weds.
You should see it.
Sure, Muhittin. If hell show us.
I also want to see
how hes furnished it.
Sure, Ill give you a tour.
Fatih was really into dcor
during his time in London.
-Really?
-No, it was just a passing thing.
You shouldve seen him, Cengiz.
He used to go to the malls
and you know they have
those small display rooms?
He spent all his time off in them.
Come on, youre exaggerating.
No, I am not.
You said if you got a place one day
youd do an open plan kitchen.
An all-in-one kitchen/living room.
All in one?
For Gods sake, how ridiculous!
Imagine making your guests
sit in a room full of cooking smells!
Above all,
its disrespectful to the guests.
An open plan kitchen
wouldnt work in our flat anyway.
Hello? Besir.
Oh, shoot.
Ayhan, Id understand
if you were short of space or money.
Those infidels mustve invented them.
Their homes are so tiny.
Hello Besir.
Besir. Yes, I can hear you now.
But thats crazy, Besir.
How can you put off the funeral
for that long? I dont get it.
Doesnt the man know?
How is business in London?
To be honest,
not that great, Fatih.
You know, with the Brexit thing,
everyones nervous.
-And that affects the general market.
-Right.
I follow it on the news.
What do you think?
Is leaving good for the UK?
I think in the long term, yes.
Most of my friends would agree.
But short term,
itll be a rough ride thats for sure.
Let me know if you hear anything.
Okay, God bless.
-So, dont you miss the place at all?
-What, London?
Sure he does!
He tries to hide it,
but I can tell he does.
Sure, you miss some things.
but Ive adjusted to being back.
For one thing,
its human nature to adjust.
But I sometimes wonder if I was right
to bring Fatih back from London.
He didnt want to come.
I pressured him a bit.
Okay, but isnt it nice
to be together as a family now?
That was my thinking.
I wanted him married here,
not wasting his life with infidels, but...
-Dad, lets not get into that.
-I know what we will and wont get into.
Anyway, Ayhan is no stranger.
Sure, Muhittin. Im one of the family.
Bless you.
My point is, Ayhan
our eggs werent all in one basket
when Fatih was in London.
As you know,
a little there goes a long way here.
Fatih helped us out in London,
but things are different now.
Believe me, with such a big family
doing so many jobs,
we still struggle to get by.
Were still alive
and grateful for it of course.
In fact, Fatih and I
were talking about you the other day.
If Fatih had to go back to London...
Dad, we talked about that.
Not that its sure to happen,
but if a suitable job came up.
Fatih could discuss it with his wife.
They might agree to it.
Just think, Cengiz.
Fatih has permanent residency in London.
Plenty of people
would pay a fortune for that, right?
True.
-What do you say, Ayhan?
-We could look into it.
I dont mean anything long-term.
Something for a few years
that would secure their future.
Until hes made enough
to open a caf or restaurant here.
Otherwise, nothing
will ever change for us here.
You haven't drunk your tea.
Come on, dont let it get cold.
Cengiz?
You haven't said a word.
Not that I blame you.
Our kind of talk is
beneath an educated man like you.
-Not at all. Im listening.
-He never says much.
Listening is all well and good,
but when Im left to do all the talking,
I wonder if Im boring you.
Look. See that, Ayhan?
You all have baklava and I dont.
-Have some of this.
-Dad, have some of mine.
eyma deliberately left him out, Ayhan.
She could at least have given me a taste.
-But Dad, its bad for your diabetes.
-Its just one piece of baklava.
Wed have got something else,
if wed known.
No, far from it. Thank you!
I miss having baklava.
Come on, eat up.
Muhittin.
Youve given us a great welcome
with your hospitality.
I hope we can return the favor
at my parents.
God willing.
Muhittin. As you know, Fatih and I
were like brothers in London.
You did a great job raising him.
So, you know the reason for our visit.
Sure, its not just about that.
Weve got to see you, too.
Yes.
Fatih wasnt actually that keen
but we especially wanted
to talk things over face to face.
Well, its news to us.
Fatih had to tell us
because you were coming.
We might never have known otherwise.
You did my son a great favor.
No one does anyone favors nowadays.
-Bless you for that.
-Thanks.
When Fatih said how much interest
youd be paying the bank,
I couldnt let it happen.
Of course, I had the money then.
I couldnt not help out a brother.
-Thanks, Ayhan.
-Thank you.
Youre not eating or drinking a thing.
Try my wifes cake. Its the best.
-We already have. Thanks.
-Good.
-Fatih, how are the minibuses?
-Fine, no problem.
We have them working as school buses.
Although theyre idle for a few months
when the schools close for summer.
But I cant deny
they help the family finances.
Good, Im glad.
To be honest, Muhittin, I wasnt sure
about the minibus thing at first.
-I told Fatih my reservations, right?
-You did.
But if it works, Im glad to have helped.
Thanks. Thats not quite true,
but you can think of it that way.
Im confused. What exactly do you mean?
Its a family matter, Ayhan.
You did my son a big favor, thats true.
Fatih, didnt...
Muhittin, sorry.
I need to get this clear.
Didnt you send the money
to buy the minibuses?
No, no one ever said that.
Look, this debt is my sons.
With Gods help
well stand by him as a family.
God sees and knows everything
so you have nothing to worry about.
Im not worried, Muhittin.
I trust Fatih completely.
Or why would I lend him that much money?
-You shouldnt feel uneasy about it.
-I dont, Fatih.
But you should know that
if I didnt need the money
I wouldnt be here asking for it.
I know.
All I wanted was to help you
and your family.
Thanks Ayhan.
You helped me a lot in London.
I wont deny it.
Now please dont get me wrong.
Okay, you did me a big favor. Agreed.
But you also used my bank accounts
all that time. Thats no small deal.
-Wait, he used your bank accounts? Why?
-It doesnt matter, Dad.
It doesnt matter
if someone uses your account?
Forgive me, Muhittin,
but why are you reacting this way?
Ayhan, if Id known
how that money was earned...
Whatever. Whats done is done.
Sorry, Muhittin,
but how does Ayhan earn his money?
Gambling money
is no good to anyone, Cengiz.
Its also forbidden in our faith.
-Gambling money?
-Is that what Fatih told you?
Fatih, did you say
I made my money from gambling?
No, I didnt. I just said
you made it from the stock market.
For goodness sake, Muhittin!
Do you really think of
the stock market as gambling?
Ayhan, if you make money from money,
thats gambling in my book.
Okay...
Well...
I dont know.
Was I wrong to lend you the money?
No ones saying that.
You helped my son, thats a fact.
-Give eyma a shout for more tea.
-Not for me, thanks.
-Ayhan, you?
-No, thanks.
Look, boys. Forgive me
if Ive said the wrong thing.
-I thought youd want me to be open.
-No, no problem.
Believe me.
Well, what shall we do then?
How about a tour of Fatihs flat?
-Sure, why not?
-Come on, lets go then.
eyma, they want to see your flat.
Go ahead and tidy up.
It is tidy. Do they have to?
I bet it was Fatihs idea.
Come on, its rude not to go with them.
eyma!
Can you come here?
Why ask strangers into our flat?
They want to see it.
Quick, theyre waiting.
-Some guests!
-Enough of that, come on.
Okay, you go. Im coming.
-Come on, son. Were waiting.
-Im here, Dad.
-Okay, this way.
-Fatih, we dont want to impose.
-Lets come another time.
-You arent imposing. Come on.
Cengiz, while you boys
are looking around downstairs
Ill keep myself busy on the roof.
See that bit of land in the corner?
-The marsh there?
-Right.
Thats what all those tower blocks
are built on.
If it carries on like this,
well have no view left soon.
-This side is more open.
-Yes. It looks onto the neighborhood.
I just hope
we arent blocked on this side, too.
-A lot of illegal building goes on.
-Illegal? So report it.
Sure, but think of it this way.
The area has developed
and gone up in value.
Building permits allow three floors.
Thats no use.
Look, there are buildings everywhere.
-Do you like it?
-They only saw the living room.
Nice. Enjoy living here.
Thats the bathroom.
And heres the kitchen I mentioned.
-It looks great, Fatih.
-Yes, its not bad.
Thats our bedroom.
It has an en-suite bathroom.
-And heres the nursery.
-Nursery?
Im going to be a dad soon, God willing.
-Great news, Fatih! Congratulations!
-Thanks.
-eyma, congratulations.
-Thanks, Ayhan. Its very new.
-God willing itll be your turn soon.
-Exactly.
No, were both hopeless cases.
But Im really pleased for you.
-My congratulations.
-Meanwhile...
I was wondering how to give you
your wedding gift. But this helps.
-You shouldnt have.
-You really didnt need to, Ayhan.
Of course I did!
Besides, I didnt get to your wedding.
May the baby be a blessing
to his parents and country!
Agreed.
May the baby grow up happy and healthy.
Come over, boys.
-You don't have to stop.
-No, Ill carry on later.
In any case,
Im both master and apprentice.
So you do all this by yourself?
-Dad does it, but we help out.
-Dont you believe it!
They help once in a blue moon
if something heavy needs carrying up.
And thats only reluctantly.
-Ayhan, can I ask you boys a favor?
-Sure, go ahead.
Cengiz, see that tank?
It needs mounting.
Many hands will make light work of it.
Okay. Sure.
Great. Lets go inside then.
First, lets get the tap on.
For goodness sake!
Right. Lets do it, boys.
Here goes. One, two, three, lift!
Watch your hands here.
Turn, Cengiz.
One second.
Careful of the step.
Lets get it on there
and take a breather.
-Careful. To the right a bit.
-Wait. Get around the back, boys.
God...
-Let it rest there.
-Watch out.
You two go around the back.
Cengiz, lets pull it forward.
Pull!
Lift...
Okay.
-Is it properly in place?
-Yes. The taps here.
The fronts falling off.
Wait. We need to lift again.
-Dad, shall I come around?
-No. Lift from the back and pull.
-Okay, lift.
-Lift after three.
-One, two, three, lift!
-Careful!
-Okay.
-Its in place here.
-Wait.
-Okay?
-Wait.
-The right-hand side isnt in place.
-Shall I come around?
-Let me get my breath back.
Leave it there a minute.
Dad, are you okay?
Yes.
-Okay, thatll do for now.
-No, its not stable.
-Get to the back again.
-Okay.
Ayhan, you join him.
-We need to lift again.
-Lets do it.
One, two, three, lift!
Watch the table.
Watch your hand.
A bit further.
-Dad, are you okay?
-Yes, son. Fine.
So, you do all this as well, huh?
Needs must, Ayhan.
Ive married Fatih and the oldest boy,
Ive given them homes.
Now my only worry is the youngest.
If I make him a homeowner, too,
my job will be done.
-Lets hope so.
-Yes.
Whenever any money comes in,
I get on with the building.
Ayhan, were running late. Time to go?
Wait, where are you going?
Todays our grill day.
We ordered the butchers best meat.
Stay and lets eat together.
No, but thanks. Another time hopefully.
Anything else to say to Muhittin?
Well, weve told him why we came.
Muhittin, my brother tends to be shy,
but hes really in a squeeze.
If Fatih can at least
give a date for the payment
we can plan accordingly.
Lets see.
If worse comes to worst,
Ill apply for a bank loan.
Ayhan, as you know, its no small amount.
This is tough for us. But dont you worry.
Well pay back every penny we owe.
Im around for another week.
I came back just for this.
Okay, well do what we can.
I mean, Fatih will pay you
whatever he gets together.
-Here you go, Ayhan.
-Thanks.
Goodbye now. See you.
Fatih.
Yes, Ayhan?
Look, please.
Put some pressure on your family.
-Its not something a loan can fix.
-Okay, I get it.
If you remember, you said
youd sell your wedding gold
and pay me part of the proceeds.
Give me some time and Ill handle it.
Fatih, I still have a question.
I didnt push it with your dad there.
Did you send your family the money
to buy the minibuses or not?
-Yes, I did.
-But your dad says differently.
Dont worry,
Ill get back to you as soon as I can.
-Take care now.
-Fatih!
Remember that piece of paper
we signed between us just in case?
Yes.
I asked a lawyer friend about it
and he said that
piece of paper is legally binding.
I see.
What exactly does he do?
Works for Starbucks like he did in London.
As head barista, I think.
Some crap loan hell get on that pay!
And were giving them gold.
Come here, Mom. Come on.
One, two, three, there we go.
The womans wet through with sweat
and you have her in a cardigan!
Pull.
Here.
You knew about the debt, didnt you?
-No, not at first. I found out later.
-What does that mean?
He asked for my wedding gold.
I didnt give it to him.
Move aside. Let me do it. Ill take her.
Tell Fatih to come and see me.
Hes gone to find out about loans.
Good luck to him.
Here we go, Granny. Open wide.
Open.
eyma...
That care money is paid
into your account every month, right?
Yes, but sometimes its late coming.
So there must be money
left over in the account.
No, father. I wish.
We barely get by on Fatihs wages.
-Hows it going?
-Okay.
I see you got the salad stuff.
Anything missing?
Only tomatoes.
-The tomatoes these days are uneatable.
-Ive enough in my fridge for salad.
-Hacer, anything I can help with?
-No, Im almost done.
Or pour us some tea. I just made it.
Cafer, dont disappear.
The bathroom needs fixing.
I know. Im only calling in on Metin.
-Mother?
-Thanks. Put it down there.
-You changed the shelves around.
-Yes, theyre better this way.
-Hacer, theres some left in the bottom.
-Just leave it, Mother.
eyma, too bad about Fatih.
How could he do that?
No idea. He mustve thought
he could handle it in London.
Its terrible.
What are you planning to do?
-About what?
-The money.
Well sit down as a family tonight
and work it out.
-Okay, but...
-There are no buts, Hacer.
Everyone will do their bit.
-Hacer, let me pay for this stuff.
-Dont bother.
No, its for our place. Here.
-That was there before, Muhittin.
-I know.
I was thinking a plunger might fix it.
I wouldnt bother, Muhittin.
Why go to the extra expense?
-Well fix it later.
-Sure.
-Salaam alaikum.
-Alaikum salaam.
Halil, heres the minibus insurance.
-Okay, Ill put it in with the license.
-Sure.
-No problems, are there, Dad?
-No, son.
Put this in your pocket.
-You pay it in every day, dont you?
-Yes, Dad.
Good.
Well be landed with that debt,
Im telling you.
Fine, keep switching channels!
Your dad is fine with Hacers shop
and questions me over the care money.
But that would be an excuse
for you to go back to London.
-When our baby arrives...
-eyma, for Gods sake!
Call Mahmut and ask him about loans.
If your dad asks, youll have an answer.
I know enough about loans, dont worry.
Fine.
If you know that much,
you could go get a loan!
-Come in, Mother.
-eyma.
Turns out we had some. Use these, too.
-Okay. I already started on the salad.
-Good girl.
Ill check on Muhittin,
then I'll come and help.
Here you are.
kran, give Zarife a call and
see if theres room in the car.
We were like sardines last time.
But 10 hours on a bus
would be rough on us both.
Lets decide when we know
the date of the funeral.
Muhittin.
I dont feel good about this.
Tell your lying son, not me.
Okay, Fatih made a mistake,
but isnt the debt all of ours?
Did anyone say it was only Fatihs?
Then tell me what you have in mind.
First let Fatih find out about loans.
-Will they lend Fatih that much?
-Every little helps.
kran, give Turan a shout.
I need his help.
Hes just got in. Let him rest a bit.
Fine. Ill kill myself here
while the boys rest. Great!
Come on.
Turan, son. Turn that down.
Its doing my head in.
-Whats up?
-Your dad wants help with plastering.
-Plastering what?
-Hes an old man. Go and help.
-It wont take long.
-Yeah, right! Ive heard that before.
Its your idea, isnt it?
Dad didnt send for me.
He did. I told you so. Do as you like.
Why do I bother getting involved?
Turan, when you finish that wall,
well redo the facing one
while were about it.
Dad, its going to keep leaking there.
Im fixing it for good, don't worry.
Dad, how about
I come with you to the village?
You mean its an excuse for an outing.
No! Shes family.
And family should be at funeral.
Empty that tub for me.
Get a move on, Turan.
The other wall still needs painting.
What are you doing? Empty it outside.
Hacer, were having a grill.
Whats with the fancy mezze?
If I dont do my share,
eyma will mouth off.
And who does the grilling here
while the other men take it easy?
Thats different. Cafer!
Have you discussed the Fatih thing?
No we haven't. Where is Selim?
Upstairs. Hes forgotten
the way home thanks to you.
Hacer! I cant even
ask you a simple question.
Muhittin. I want to say something,
but dont get angry.
If you know Ill get angry, dont!
Suppose we sell the land in the village?
Give that here. I can wash myself.
Im going back to the village
with or without you
as soon as I sort out those boys.
When all the family is here?
Wed be as good as childless there.
Sell the land in the village,
and let the family cemetery
go to rack and ruin. Huh?
Those boys did us a favor
and now theyre in trouble.
No, theyre not.
They just say that
to get all the money back.
They got a duplex flat here last year.
As if we dont know.
Careful not to spill it.
Okay, Selim? Here you go.
Alright.
Is Hacer around?
No, but shell be here tonight
with her famous mezze to make up to us.
-The shop should still be open.
-Its been known to be closed all day.
Shall I add the tomatoes, Mom?
-Let it boil a bit longer.
-Okay.
No, its better
if he puts the bill in his name.
Mom, dont push me at Grandpas.
Ill eat and Im out.
Move!
As if you have a gun to your head!
Okay, well talk about it tomorrow.
See you at the shop.
Why not turn around here, Yusuf?
Dont bother coming in!
-Welcome!
-Thanks.
-Come in. Everyones here.
-Welcome!
Thanks, Mom.
-Yusuf! When did you get back?
-Yesterday, Gran.
It was hell getting him to come.
But dont get me started!
-Why?
-Its not true!
Kiss your grans hand.
-Welcome.
-Thanks.
-Come in.
-Let me put this somewhere.
Come in, dear.
-Welcome, Harun. Good to see you.
-Thanks.
-Come on in.
-Hello!
-How are you doing?
-Great. You?
Hey! Where is my beautiful girl?
-Hows university?
-Fine. Im studying away.
-Good.
-Father.
-Let me kiss your hand.
-Don't bother.
Dad, let him.
He wont let you down again.
Harun, kiss his hand.
Muhittin, theres no place
in this family for bad blood.
My turn now, Dad.
Sit down here, Fatma.
And Yusuf, you come next to me.
-Hacer. Wheres Cafer?
-Upstairs, manning the grill.
Ill go and say hello then.
Hey, Harun!
I never thought Id see you here!
Had to, or your sister would kick me out.
Good for you.
Im not sure about that. Well see.
Here, have a seat.
You have a great setup here.
And your own private stash.
Its the only way to get
through the night. How's business?
Good. Students like the place.
-May it go from strength to strength.
-Thanks.
-These are done.
-They look good.
-Want a taste?
-Sure.
-Its really hot.
-Sure is.
Careful.
-Delicious. Very tasty.
-Good and tender.
Whats Fatih been up to?
-Your guy screwed up big time.
-Why "my guy"?
You like each other.
-So what happens now?
-With what?
With Fatih.
Lord London will have to pay for
the good time hes been having.
Whats with the "Lord London"?
-Hes a lord, right? Lord Fatih.
-Lord Fatih.
The onions are burning.
Take them off.
-Look. The screens locked, okay?
-Okay.
Now watch carefully.
-See that?
-Whoa! Will it work if I try?
Give it a go.
It doesnt work with me.
Do it again.
-Turn on the light. See?
-Okay! It recognizes you.
Sure, it unlocks the second it sees
any part of my face.
The guys are geniuses.
Can you get it cheaper in the US?
-I guess.
-Come on, guys.
-The meats getting cold.
-Were coming.
Im on my way.
-How are you doing, Casanova?
-Get out of here, Harun!
Didn't you promise
to marry the girl to bed her?
You were so quiet around my dad.
Didnt take you long to bounce back.
-Cem, wait a second.
-Whats up?
I hear you fired my cousin
and gave his job to a Syrian.
Its all down to costs.
We had to fire all the new kids.
I gave him some contacts, though.
Didnt he say?
-No, he did.
-Okay, good. Lets go in.
-No, wait.
-Why?
Have you heard about Fatih?
You mean the money thing.
Glnaz mentioned it.
You know how things are
between me and Muhittin.
If the inheritance comes up tonight,
dont take a back seat.
-Make our presence felt.
-Harun, you never learn, do you?
-You forget what happened last time.
-So, we just go with it?
Weve lost this place,
and now the village land?
This family will never leave anything
to the girls. Wise up!
Well see. Theres always a way.
-So, youre out for blood.
-No, there are laws about this.
Hey! Watch out.
Pass it to me.
Enough running around, kids!
Arya, didnt you hear?
Come and eat, come on.
Selim!
-Dad, shall I dish you up a plate?
-Youve got us into this plate habit.
-We wont all fit around the table.
-No, Ill come over.
Okay, men to the table. Muhittin, come on.
-Cafer, dish me up a plate.
-Okay.
-Come on, guys. Dont let it get cold.
-It looks amazing.
-Its no big deal.
-No, you do wonders on that grill.
Dad, Im giving you a bit of everything.
-Turan, hows this one?
-Great. Try that, too.
-Vine leaves?
-Yes.
-Onion salad?
-Just a tiny bit.
-Yusuf, go and help yourself
-Okay.
-Ill do it for him.
-Its okay, Uncle.
-But Ive waited for you so long, doctor!
-Ill do it.
-It hurts here, doctor.
-Thats from being idle.
-Thats unfair when I just served you!
-Its true.
-Whats my problem, doc?
-Ask me in six years when I qualify.
-Ill be dead by then!
-Only the good die young.
Keep out of this!
Fatih, whats the problem?
Arent I family?
Thats not the issue.
-Uncle, thats enough.
-No, its not!
You are a student.
A student must eat when he can.
-And stay out of trouble.
-Exactly.
-Thats enough, Uncle. Please!
-Okay. Just some vine leaves.
There you go.
Doctor, dont stand there.
Have a seat here. Do us the honour.
Dont say that.
You were going to show me that photo.
Wait, we went someplace else as well.
I took pictures there, too.
Wait a second.
eyma, when youve eaten,
do a plate for Mom.
Come on, as if Ive ever not fed her.
Ill do it in a minute.
Good girl! Your turn now, Selim.
See? The meat is sliced paper-thin.
But they do thicker ones, too. Look.
And thats the griddle plate.
Its big, though. Ours will be smaller.
-Looks like a doner kebab.
-No, a ca kebab is totally different.
Ill go and make us some tea.
First, its made with goat meat.
You marinate it, thread it onto skewers
cook it over a wood fire
and serve it in flatbread.
-Have you had enough, buddy?
-For now. Ill get some more in a bit.
-Okay then.
-Cafer, you haven't eaten a thing.
-Never mind me. Im happy watching.
-Selim!
-Thats Cafer. A professional victim.
-What?
Im just saying you probably ate upstairs.
Okay, I had a taste, I wont lie.
Stop that child crying.
You look like youre done eating.
Off you go now and play.
Give me the plates.
You see to the baby.
Hey, whats up? Are you hungry?
Okay, come on. Lets go.
Oh, sweetheart.
Feners playing so badly this year.
I only went because of my season ticket.
Remember, Cem?
Fatma, can you give me more meat?
-Sure. You want salad?
-No, thanks.
-Go on, give him some.
-No, it gives me gas.
-I told you that forward was no good.
-Its not just him, its the whole team.
Right. They should all be fired.
Ive lost all my bets this year.
-You bet on Fener when theyre like this?
-Zip it, you sick Galatasaray fan.
-Theres a bad egg in every family.
-Cem, come with me a minute.
Fatih, why were you so quiet about Fener?
Its obvious, they suck.
Fatma, leave that to me.
-No, Ive got it.
-No, leave it to me.
Okay, go on then.
Hes really a gynaecologist, you know.
But I call whenever the baby gets a fever.
I know. He was great with us, too,
but hes kind of expensive.
Okay, he charges more than the others,
but were talking about health here.
Fatih, I was telling eyma
about Dr. aatay.
Getting a good doctor
really matters with a first baby.
I know. Well figure something out.
Ask around. If necessary we can help.
After all, its my nephew or niece.
Thanks.
Okay, Ill check it out.
If I have any spare, Ill chip in.
If you find a few thousand,
well put that in
Ill add my share
and well sort it out.
But its come at a bad time.
Im really hard up right now.
Fatih, dont be so down, son.
Ill bring up the subject inside.
I just wish youd told us before.
-Dad knew actually.
-No!
-You mean your dad knew about the money?
-Well, not exactly.
When Dad found out
Ayhan made his money on the stock market,
he was against the idea.
Son, if your dad was against it,
why did you still go ahead?
Look at the mess were in.
Well, when you sent the money,
didnt your dad ask where youd got it?
I said it wasnt from Ayhan
and he left it at that.
-Mom, were going.
-Okay. Ill be with you in a moment.
Wait, let me fix that.
-Its okay, Mom. Hands off.
-All right. I wasnt going to eat you.
Cem, thanks. Its so kind of you.
No problem.
Im only giving our doctor a ride.
-Dont be late back. Do you have money?
-How would I, Mom?
Talk properly to your mom.
-Give us a call now and again.
-I will, Uncle.
-Bye then.
-Dont spend it all at once.
-Yusuf, where are you off to?
-To see friends, Gran.
Glnaz, lets get home
before the baby wakes up.
-Fatma.
-Glnaz, see you soon.
Goodbye.
-Goodbye!
-See you, sweetie.
-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.
Fatih, give me a hand, will you?
Towards you?
Okay.
-Fatih, did you ask about loans?
-Yes, Dad.
-Who did you ask? Mahmut?
-Yes.
-What did he say?
-Well.
I can get three times my monthly salary.
-Is that all? Why so little?
-Dont ask me.
Wait, dear. Let me finish that.
Didnt he suggest anything else?
Wed get more if we mortgaged the house.
Smartass, Mahmut!
He can mortgage his own dads house!
Put that boy to bed.
I dont know, Harun.
It's like I like her but...
-Shes not a great match for our family.
-Turan, this is about love.
True, but I dont know.
Harun, put the table back
and make more room here.
Okay. Turan, you go that end.
Look, Turan. She may be outgoing,
but shes not what you think she is.
I know her brother.
Theyre a decent family.
Lets hope for the best. What can I say?
eyma, the baklava Ayhan brought
is on top of the fridge.
Put it on a plate.
Mom.
-The machines full. These wont go in.
-Just rinse them. Thatll do.
I already have.
Ill go on ahead with the tea.
Fatih, were just adding
one thing to the menu.
Its not like theres any risk.
All it means is getting a griddle plate.
Mother, isnt Fatma a pro on the griddle?
Think of her flatbreads.
And well get the meat
from the place I mentioned.
-I hope its a success.
-Me too, Mother.
-Fatih, how come youre not convinced?
-No, I am, but...
Look, I think students will
go for ca kebabs over hamburgers.
-Theyre Turkish after all.
-Im not so sure.
Why not?
Still, your place was pretty busy
when I passed by the other day.
Yes, business is good right now.
Students like the place.
-Its great you put tables out.
-The place is pint-sized. We had to.
Youre lucky the council lets you.
They dont normally but
we keep the police sweet.
Hacer.
-Find Cafer. Hes disappeared again.
-Hell be back. I expect hes downstairs
Fatih, are you saying
students wont go for ca kebabs?
Well.
Father, have a seat here.
Here, Harun. Have my seat.
Thanks.
Father, I ran into Ragp the other day.
He said hello.
-Thanks.
-I almost forgot to say.
-Whats he up to these days?
-Who, Ragp?
Same as ever, hanging out at the caf.
He was just back from the village.
Mom, can you pass me the remote?
-Youre planning to watch a soap?
-No, but I might peek now and again.
-Why do you never sit still?
-Wonder who he gets that from?!
Mom, why pour the tea all at once?
Its stone cold.
Cafer, come and sit with all of us.
-Cafer, theres space here between us.
-Im fine. The chairs good for my back
-Muhittin, now all the men are here.
-kran, that discussion is for just us.
How can you say that, Dad?
Dont we count as family?
Dont talk nonsense, Fatma.
This doesnt concern you.
Dont take it personally.
It doesnt concern us either.
-What does that mean, Cafer?
-Theres nothing to discuss.
You took on the loan without asking us,
so you pay it back.
-Cafer!
-What, Mom?
The guy lied to us all that time
and still you stick up for him.
Okay, I made a mistake, I agree.
But what does it matter
if the money was mine or borrowed?
-They are not the same thing.
-How come?
For years you make us feel bad
about your favor
and then say
you borrowed the money. Great!
You felt bad about it for years?
Give me a break!
-If I didnt know you...
-What was that?
-He didnt say anything. Now stop.
-No, he likes having a dig.
Cafer, Im more upset with Fatih
than any of you.
Especially after todays humiliation
with those boys.
But what can we do? The boys are right.
-Sorry, but how much are we talking?
-20 thousand pounds.
-Really?
-Yes.
-How much is that in Turkish money?
-Around 150 thousand lira.
-150 thousand?
-Thats a fortune!
Fatih, didnt you send us
around 100 thousand?
-Or am I getting it wrong?
-No, but the pounds gone up.
-So were seriously out of pocket.
-Nonsense!
Shouldnt we just pay back
what they gave us, Muhittin?
-No, theyll want pounds if they paid...
-Whos asking you?
Im just saying what I think, father.
Look at us, blindly paying interest!
We haven't actually discussed that.
He may agree to the old exchange rate.
You think he will?
Dad, why dont I call Ayhan and ask?
Go on, see what he says.
But, Fatih...
say something about me
not being prepared to pay interest.
Okay, Dad.
Hello? Hi, Ayhan. Can you hear me?
Sorry to disturb you.
-My guess is Ayhan will say yes.
-Lets hope.
He would if it was up to him,
but theres his moody brother, Cengiz.
-Hes more difficult.
-I think hell agree to it.
-Give us more tea, dear.
-Wait, Ill do it.
Fatma, your ca kebab idea is fab.
Ill be at your place all the time.
Youre always welcome.
Ca kebab? Whats that?
-Whats going on, Harun?
-You dont have kids at college.
Youll see when Selim grows up.
Okay if you were from Erzurum,
but you arent. How does that work?
-I dont want any, eyma.
-Too late. Ive poured it.
I need some air.
Dad, our costs have gone up a lot.
Harun cant manage on his own.
So, Ill be doing the ca kebabs,
the flatbreads and so on.
Fine, good luck to you.
What can I say?
And Turan, I know I give you a hard time
but dont feel pressure
because I introduced you with the girl.
-This is serious stuff.
-No, I know. Dont worry.
Good, okay.
Mom, I have a favor to ask.
When you go to the village,
can you get me some cheese?
Ill pay you when you get back.
Never mind the money. We'll see.
Turan, come here a second.
-Yes, Dad?
-Who are those boys there?
-Which ones?
-In front of the thing.
-I know the guy on the phone.
-The one out front?
Yes. Thats Bahris son.
Hes just back from the army.
-Bahri the baker?
-Yes.
-Did you speak to Ayhan?
-Uh... He agreed.
Why the uh?
Did he agree or not?
He agreed to the old exchange rate,
but only if we pay the whole lot
in a week or 10 days.
How much is the whole lot?
Hes okay with 100 thousand lira.
Theres no way we can find
that kind of money right away.
Selling both minibuses
wouldnt make that much.
I was just making a point, Dad.
Id be the last person to sell them.
How do we find the money
without selling something?
Dad, I know Ayhan well.
I really think he needs the money.
Maybe we cant find the whole lot,
but even if we pay him half,
I think hed accept it.
Sure, if its true what you say.
Nice idea, but how will we find
even half the money?
As none of us has the money,
weve no choice but to sell something.
-Sell what?
-As the money went on the minibuses...
I wondered
when the minibuses would come up.
-Turan.
-Sorry, but you all have it made.
-You have houses, youre fine.
-Just let me finish.
-Turan, let him speak.
-I realize youll have a wedding soon.
-And youre behind us with houses.
-Speak for yourself.
Hes not behind me.
He can have the basement right now.
-And Id be spared your dirty water.
-Cafer! We fixed that leak today.
A repair job wont fix it.
His whole bathroom needs redoing.
Okay, Cafer. Ill get a builder in
to do it sometime soon.
Turan, you want the basement?
Ill move upstairs.
But you know the shop
goes with the basement.
Dad, lets at least sell one minibus.
Turan can keep the other.
Son, we cant sell any minibuses now.
Wed make a crippling loss.
Theyre contracted to be school buses.
Its impossible before the summer break.
Anyway, you go on about the minibuses,
but that money got you your house, too.
Well said!
Lets get down to the facts here.
Okay, I got my house,
but the money helped us all in some way.
No. It didnt help us.
Lets get that straight.
Stop dragging us into your debt.
So, unemployment benefit
paid for your shop?
Sorry, Fatih, we didnt use your money.
Maybe not directly, but
you used money made from the minibuses
which counts as the same thing.
You know everything, right?
-Were all idiots. Only you have brains.
-Cafer!
Youve no shame left either.
Look at you talking over everyone again.
-Please! Dont stir things up today.
-Its always me, is it?
Cafer, quiet!
Whenever I talk,
Im always told to shut up.
The guy bangs on and on at us
and Im the one whos told to shut up.
Great! Thanks.
eyma, take Mom to her room.
Sure, its her bedtime anyway.
Ill go and check on Selim.
Dad, for the love of God
tell me something.
If I did what he did,
would you react the same?
I know your history, dont you worry.
Its about that digger again, isnt it?
Good thing I screwed up then.
Its given you an excuse.
-Fatma, get me a glass of water.
-Sure, Dad.
You still go on about the digger.
We almost lost everything thanks to you.
You think Fatih went to London for fun?
So Fatih went to London because of me?
Thanks, Dad.
Muhittin, dont start this again.
He went to Yalova for a job, remember?
He always wanted out.
Cafer, enough!
If the digger had worked out,
it would all be different.
For Gods sake!
So it was my fault the digger didnt work?
You knew, thats why it was cheap.
But you planned to fix it.
-How did I know Haruns guys were sharks?
-Not this again!
-Did they force you to buy it?
-They said the starter motor was dodgy.
In a month, the engine, gearbox,
everything was dead. Yes or no?
Okay, Cafer. Enough!
Cafer, for Gods sake
stop talking about the digger.
Its been years
and were still getting over it.
Thanks, Fatma. You were the only one
in this family who didnt put me down.
What are you talking about?
-Thats shameful.
-Its true.
Keep talking. You talk.
Harun, you too. Talk away.
You all know Cafer.
Why are you winding him up like this?
No one did a thing, Mother.
Hes winding himself up.
Here.
Here, take this.
Cafer, stop giving yourself stress.
Loosen up a bit.
Look at Fatma.
Just look at her.
Forget the men,
even shes putting me down.
-Sure, Im the family scapegoat.
-Okay, just let them go to hell.
They all backed me at first, remember?
And when things fell apart?
Cafer, lie down here.
Come on, lie down.
Okay, lets say we count me out.
Take this away, dear.
What about our forefathers graves?
If they dont mean anything,
fine, lets sell the land.
No, Dad. No way.
Who knows whatll happen in Istanbul?
Things are getting worse every day.
An earthquake is waiting to happen.
Everything points to the village.
Harun and I were talking about it.
Dad, if youre okay with it,
we want to build a house on that land.
We could go there in summer.
It would be a change of scene.
Talk to Mahmut tomorrow
and get the loan moving.
I spoke to Cem.
He cant help right now
but he will in two-three months.
-Okay, Fatih? Get the loan moving.
-Dad, I really dont know what to say.
We keep coming back to the loan.
Dad, why should I go get a loan
when the familys sunk all that money?
Fatih!
Okay, if you can
live with your conscience.
-So, did you sign anything between you?
-Harun, keep out of this.
Actually, we signed a paper, nothing big.
You signed a paper?
You signed a paper with him
and youre only telling us now?
Dad, whats the problem
if were going to pay him back?
Ayhan hasnt brought it up either.
-How many more lies?
-Whats it got to do with anything?
Unless were not going to pay.
No, that money has to be paid.
Muhittin...
I can only think of one thing.
Why dont we women give you our gold?
Our gold?
Yes. If I add mine,
wed have something worthwhile.
I think thats fair. You know
I put all my gold into this building.
But now you have double that.
What are you talking about?
You think I have gold?
The whole neighborhood knows it.
-Hacer, do you have gold?
-How can I, Cafer?
Shame on you, eyma.
And now you bad-mouth us.
-Cafer!
-Cafer, Im not bad-mouthing you.
Hacer has gold, but shes hiding it.
Hacer, whats she saying?
-Shes lying.
-Then swear on the Quran.
-Keep the Quran out of it.
-What on earth is this about?
No, she should go ahead.
Lets see them eat dirt
and maybe feel some shame.
Can we just drop this?
Anyway, Mom, its wrong to use gold
saved for your funeral.
Great! Let the mud stick.
Were black sheep anyway.
You wont get your way this time.
Hacer, you swear on the Quran.
And you eyma,
put all your gold on the table.
Okay, eyma?
Im not giving up my gold.
My family gave me most of it.
-Turan, get the Quran, but wash first.
-Is it really necessary?
-Cafer, enough!
-Well, Ive had enough, too.
Turan, go get it.
Go on, get it.
It was you, Mother, wasnt it?
-Whats that supposed to mean, Hacer?
-You told eyma.
I wanted you to know
in case anything happened to me.
-And you went...
-Hacer, stop! Are you hiding gold from me?
Hacer!
Huh, Hacer?
-Hacer, Im asking you a question.
-Cafer!
-Do you have gold?
-Cafer, okay. Talk about it later.
-Hacer, answer my question.
-Cafer, calm down.
Its okay.
Hacer, dont make me crazy.
Are you hiding gold from me?
-Cafer, what are you doing?
-Dad, keep out of this. Hacer!
-Do you have gold or not? Hacer!
-I put some aside for Selim.
God damn you!
-Why do I even bother with you people?
-Cafer, youve gone too far.
Thanks, Dad. But what else to expect
if my wife does this?
-Watch what you say to Dad.
-Dont tell me what to say, weasel.
-Listen, Cafer...
-The hell Ill listen to you put me down!
Watch your mouth.
This isnt some zoo.
Hands off me!
What kind of people are you?
Stop!
Have some respect or youll face me!
-Fuck you, asshole!
-Get him out of my sight.
-Like I want to live under your roof!
-You piece of scum!
Youre no son of mine!
Hacer, go after him.
Dont leave him on his own.
-Go on, Hacer. He wont hurt you.
-Hacer, run! You saw how mad he was.
Go on! Talk to him downstairs.
Turan?
-Is your lip bleeding?
-Its bleeding? Let me see.
No, its okay, Mom.
Dont you know Cafer? Why wind him up?
-So its my fault, is it?
-No ones saying that.
Give me a break! You kick up a row
and youre still mouthing off.
Turan! Enough, son.
Someone mustve put the evil eye
on this family.
Id better do a lead-pouring
in the morning to lift the curse.
Mom, its time we were going.
Yusuf will be home by himself.
-Well come with you to the door.
-No, theres no need.
-No, because well head home, too.
-Okay, fine.
Good night, Fatma.
If we dont see Yusuf,
wish him all the best.
-Good night.
-Thanks, eyma.
eyma, Ive left the pan I used
for the vine leaves on the counter.
-Okay, Ill empty it.
-I think Hacer already did.
Okay, let me get it.
Sorry to be a nuisance,
but I dont have another pan that size.