01x03 - Episode 3

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Miss Firuze, are you okay?

- I am.
- Do you need anything?

No, thank you.

Papa.

Papa Peyam.

Why are you here?
Why aren't you in your room?

Mustafa had a horrible dream.

A scary dream.

Mustafa was sca…

Ahhh.

Tailor papa.

- Look, these are ba*ls, marbles.
- Don't touch them!

- Stop playing with that! Put it down!
- There are marbles here.

- Stop, don't touch!
- Look, a needle.

- Hey! Don't touch!
- A pair of scissors here!

- Hey, give me those! That's dangerous.
- Cut, cut, cut, cut.

- Give them to me, you'll hurt someone.
- No, I won't. No.

Someone might get
hurt. Give them to me.

- Please, give me those!
- No, I won't. I won't.

- Mustafa?
- Oh, Firuze.

What are you doing up here?

Whoa, and what do
you have in your hand?

- No, don't approach him! Easy!
- Yes, yes, look!

Give me those, Mustafa.

I won't. Mustafa
will do cutty-cut.

Tailor Mustafa
will do cutty-cut like this.

- Look.
- Let go, hey, let go.

Peyami, sir? It looks like Mustafa doesn't
really want to play with me anymore.

- So will you play with me?
- Play?

Well, yes, obviously you don't want
to play with me, Mustafa.

- So, I guess I'll play with Peyami.
- Ahhh, no!

I want to! Let's play!
I want to play with you!

- Well, all right.
- All right.

Mustafa wants to play with me after all,
is that all right, Peyami?

Sure.

- But first, we need to put these away.
- Yeah, put it down.

You put it… down.

- Let's go downstairs, and we'll play.
- Oh, so we're gonna play!

- Yeah, okay. Go play. Go on.
- Oh! Oh!

I will crawl.

Hey, Firu-Firuze,

do you know that
Mustafa had a very horrible dream?

What was it, Mustafa?

I see, Gökhan.

Thanks.

They've got nothing?

Nothing yet. And
she's not in Ankara.

Where could she be, Ari?

All her life, she's lived with Irini,
and she's never been anywhere else.

She has no one
and nowhere to run to.

And yet, Esvet still ran away.

She'd rather be miserable on the streets
than have to put up with your awful son.

Honey, I don't
know what you expect.

Don't you see how depressed he is?
He's distraught.

I don't give a damn
about that boy, Lia.

My only concern is for Esvet.

And you should worry too,

about what's going to happen
if Esvet is not found.

Here it comes, here it comes.

- Stay still, you silly.
- Here it comes, here it comes.

Mustafa is silly.

Here it is, here
it is, here it is.

There you go!

Take that, silly!

Silly.

No, wait! Let
me show you how to freeze, okay?

Freeze!

See, now I need to be unfrozen.

Unfreeze.

- Now, it's your turn...
- Freeze!

- That's it. Look how good you're doing.
- I'm good at the freeze.

Clean Mustafa!

- That's right, you're the cleanest!
- That's right!

Keep on holding up
your arms like that.

- Mustafa is very clean.
- And it's off!

- Yes. Mustafa will be very clean.
- So clean! Very clean!

- Mustafa will be very clean.
- It's off.

So very clean, very clean!
Yes, Mustafa is clean.

Good job, Mustafa.

Let's get you dressed
before you get sick. Come.

My Lord.

I know I have sinned.

And I've ignored many sins.

But you know I am
doing everything I can

to atone for them.

Give me another chance

to make it right.

Let Esvet be found

before things get worse

between my dear
Dimitri and his father.

Oh, Sister, dear.

I was filled with hope
as soon as you lit that candle.

So, we'll tell the owner

that we agree on the terms
that they've outlined,

following the approval
of the New York City council.

You agree, Peyami?

- Dimitri?
- Huh?

What do you think?
Do you agree so far?

- Anything to add?
- Fine.

We're not celebrating?

Sure, no problem.

Yes, but let's not do it today.

You know how things are at home.

Probably not smart to leave
my grandma alone for too long.

Sure.

You're right.

Well, tell you what?

We'll go there! Huh?

So, I can see Sülün as well.
I miss her cooking.

What do you say?
It's a great plan.

Good, huh? All right?

Tonight we'll come to your place.
That's perfect. Bye. Later.

I'll bring the Mad Master's
meal right away.

This is it.

A beautiful
drawing of our house.

Papa is there.

Did you live in
this house in Kars?

Mm-hm.

Are there any trees around it?
'Cause we could draw those.

There were trees.

- Yes, there were big, tall trees.
- Yeah.

- Well, let's draw those, come on.
- Let's draw, let's draw.

- Give me the doo-doo color.
- Here, it's poopy.

The tree is colored
like poo, huh?

That's very beautiful.

- It is, isn't it, Firuze?
- Yeah, very beautiful.

Yes it is.

No. Hey, please,
only on your drawing.

Okay?

On your face.

- No, wait, don't. No drawing on my face.
- On your face. Your face, on your face.

Draw on that paper.

- Mustafa! No! No! That's enough.
- On your face! On your face!

- Yes, on your face! Yes!
- Not on my face.

- I will! Yes!
- No way. No, not on my face.

No, no, yes, yes, I
will, I will, come on.

All right, Mustafa.

- Okay, let's get up.
- Hey, Papa Peyam.

Peyam's here, look.

Look, I drew a house, look, see?

Mr. Peyami.

We were just drawing.

I know.

I have some very important guests
arriving soon.

I know you and I
already had this conversation,

but I wanted
to remind you…

No one should be
aware that he's here.

He should not leave the room
until all the guests leave.

I don't want to hear him at all.
Is that understood?

Yes, don't worry.

Master Peyami.

I didn't know
you were here, too.

I'm here to give the
Mad Master his meal.

- I promise you, there won't be any issues.
- Great.

I trust you.

Hey. What are you looking at?
Take this tray, will you?

He told you to be careful.

- Mad Master, are you hungry?
- Uhh.

- Num-num is here.
- Here we go.

- Make sure that he's full.
- Num-num is here.

- Just ignore the empty tray for the night.
- Num-num.

You must not leave the Mad Master's
side. So don't worry about the tray.

I'll come back later to get it.

God, I hope nothing goes wrong
while they're here.

You can't imagine
the constant drama.

It wouldn't matter
if we were having regular guests,

but when it's the great Ari
and his family,

Madam is even going to cook everything!
That's how important they are.

Both for Master
Peyami and the lady.

I'm telling you,
do not let him out of your sight.

Okay? Seriously,
I'm begging you.

Ya got it?

- Just be extra careful. Bye.
- Firu. Firu, Firu.

Give num-num, num-num.
I'm hungry. Mustafa is hungry.

What did you say is
wrong with your girl?

She's a bit under the weather.

She has a migraine, no big deal.

That sounds
like wedding jitters.

Probably.

It's one lie after another.

Lia, Irini, and Father dearest.

She doesn't really have
a headache, Aunt Sülün.

She ran away.

And yes,

she was escaping me.

Am I wrong, Father, huh?

Your good-for-nothing son
screwed this up, too, right?

And you, despite
being such a great guy,

are attempting to
cover up this epic fail.

Bad form.

I think it's time
we take our leave.

We don't want to
over-stay our welcome.

See, now I am embarrassing him.

Aunt Sülün, Peyami's father,

I know he passed
away a long time ago,

God rest his soul,

uh, was Peyami's grandpa,

was he embarrassed of him?

Dimitri, stop.

You see, Peyami wouldn't
embarrass anyone.

That's why he's the favorite.

Don't you think
so, Father? Huh?

Dimitri. Quit it.

Do you agree as well?

Are you embarrassed?
Should you stay away from me?

Dimitri, why are you doing this?

Bet you can guess
what my aunt will say when I ask her.

Auntie.

What do you believe, huh?

- Is that why she ran?
- No, Dimitri, no. How can you say that?

So, wait a minute.

That means dad is wrong?

Oh my god, look at her face!

She doesn't know
what to say to me.

She looks at me,
then looks at my dad, back and forth.

She can't decide who to support!

Ah, well, look who
are we talking about?

Don't worry, Auntie.

If this wedding doesn't happen,

I'm sure it will crush you
as much as it will crush me.

I get why they're worried.

If the wedding doesn't happen,
they'll go home broke.

- Enough, Dimitri! Stop this!
- Am I wrong?

Huh?

If the wedding doesn't happen
they'll be penniless, right?

Gotta crack eggs if
you want an omelet.

How about we get some fresh air?

Are you crazy, it's freezing.

Let's go.

Come on.

Let's go.

May I… use the
restroom, please?

Of course.

I'll come with you.

What are you doing? Huh?

What am I doing?

You said get some air.
So, I'm getting some air.

Are you gonna keep
behaving like this,

or are we gonna talk
about what's really bothering you?

Acting out like that, pissing your father
off won't get you anywhere.

You need to stop it.

That won't help you find Esvet.

So, what will,
Peyami? Huh?

How do I get
her? Explain it.

Because you seem
to know everything.

What'll it take?

That boy is making fun of us.

I can't stand this
anymore. I just can't!

All right, Irini, relax,
or your blood pressure will spike.

It's already high, Faruk!
It's already high!

Take this. Here.

I just can't stand
it. I can't bear him.

Doesn't she even care about us?

If I just knew where she was,
I'd throw her at the feet of Dimitri!

God only knows
where she disappeared.

Mustafa!

Firuze.

Mustafa. Stars. Star.

Papa.

I can't get her out of my mind.
She's there constantly.

I can't forget about her.

Mustafa!

I don't know, Peyami.
I'm utterly confused.

- Musta...
- I'm gonna lose it.

What's going through your mind?

Firu?

Who is that?

Baby?

Papa?

Papa.

Papa.

Papa.

Papa? Is that
what he said?

- Baby?
- Papa.

- Baby, what are you doing here?
- Papa.

Faruk!

Papa, please, I'm begging you.

Faruk. Why did
you sneak away?

What are you
doing? Seriously?

You look like
you've seen a ghost.

Did something happen?

Something happened. Yes.

We were humiliated, Irini.

Ah! Dropped it!

Pa…

You're looking
for your dad? Huh?

Don't worry. It's okay.

Tell me, who's your father?

Peyami. Papa Peyam.

Mustafa's daddy.

Who is this little man, Peyami?

Huh?

Oh! Brother! Oh!

How did you manage
to get all the way out here?

Master Peyami,
please forgive us.

Papa.

I... I really have no idea
how this boy got out. Come on!

Back to our room.

We shouldn't bother
Master Peyami and his friend.

Papa Peyam. Papa Peyami.

We went over this.
Peyami's too young!

He can't be.

He's obviously really confused.
Come now, brother.

Master Peyami,
please forgive us.

- Come on, let's go to your room.
- Papa Peyam.

Wait a second.

You forgot this.

Hey, look, look.

Look, Firu, it is here,
and it takes the chocolate.

- Thank you, Mr. Dimitri.
- Yeah.

- Come on, my dear brother. Come.
- I take the chocolates.

- Look, it's here!
- Come on, my dear brother.

- Come, come. All right, come on.
- It's here. Did you see it?

Look how cute he is.

I dropped it.

Papa?

As usual, our beloved Peyami
is there for the underdog,

and he's even become a dad, huh?

But he really is like
a little kid, huh? Poor guy.

Who knows, maybe he's
happier than we are.

Maybe.

It's getting cold.

I'm goin' in.

So the bride runs away
just before the wedding.

She's obviously a smart girl.

A child who embarrasses their parents
isn't any good to anyone.

I hope God gives
that family patience.

Raising a son like
that is very trying.

You're being tested
too, don't you think?

Though it is you
who chose him to be your friend.

The nature of my
test is very different.

- Papa Peyam.
- How come he was out there?!

I thought you understood!

I asked you specifically
not to let him out of your sight!

- You did.
- But they saw him!

Do you have any idea what sort
of situation that puts me in?!

If Asiye didn't show up and save the day,
who knows what would've happened!

Mr. Peyami, I
am so sorry.

I mean, it was
really just a minute.

But it wasn't even supposed
to be even a second!

- Is this some game to you?!
- Of course not.

Then how could
you let him get out?!

Your only job is to watch him!

So why weren't
you doing your job?!

- Just tell me why!
- Don't yell! Stop!

Get out! Don't
scold her! Get out!

Just shut up!

- Go away, bad papa, go away!
- Mustafa, we're just playing a game.

- He isn't scolding. Don't worry.
- Go away! Bad papa!

- No, it's a game, Mustafa, it's okay.
- Would you shut him up?

- Go away! Stop yelling, no!
- You need to be quiet! Shut up!

- No, stop yelling!
- Mustafa, stop!

No, stop yelling!
No, stop yelling!

Bad papa, go away!
Bad papa, go away!

- Master, stop. I'm begging you, stop!
- Stop yelling at me! No!

- Just stop!
- Bad papa!

Bad papa!

Papa.

- Stop! What do you think you're doing?!
- No!

You leave the house
first thing in the morning.

[ No, no, please.
Please, don't leave, please.

Welcome, sir.

I'm fine.

Your coat, sir.

Father is angry.

Well, we're off to bed.

Right, Faruk?

Good night, Dimitri.
Sister, good night.

Mr. Faruk?

What's wrong, huh?

I do something?

Are we cool?

Of course, Dimitri.
Why wouldn't we be?

I don't know.

You didn't even say
good night to your son-in-law.

Sorry, I was a bit preoccupied.

- Have a good night.
- Huh.

Good night.

Good night.

Mr. Peyami?

I wanted to say
again how sorry I am.

I just feel horrible
putting you in this predicament.

That's not necessary.
Look, if you're trying to stay...

This has nothing
to do with that.

I want you to know
that I feel for you.

Because I know how it is, and why you
want to keep him hidden from the world.

Really it's been a
pleasure to watch him.

And to know you.

But thanks for everything.

Goodbye.

Peyami?

How many times have I told you
not to disturb me when I'm in here?!

Salim and the guys
await instructions.

When have I ever allowed
someone else to sew for Belgin?!

All right,
but we're out of time, you know?

Go, Suzi. Let me work!

I said leave, get out!

- But sister...
- Don't give me that crap.

When all of this was your doing.

Telling me "She
must sure love Dimitri."

And what's worse, making me think
she wants to get married to him,

when the truth is
she was really plotting to run away.

But her own mother,
was none the wiser.

Or she told you, but
you kept it from me.

Sister, I swear,
I really didn't realize it.

Well, you should
have realized it.

While I've been trying
to get those two married,

and get your husband a good job,
and make your life easier,

you should have at least
handled that, Irini!

Pray they find your daughter.

Or you can't come back,

not for the rest of your life.

And your husband
will be shunned.

And not only will he lose
his job in Ankara,

he won't be able to
find a job anywhere.

Yes?

- Papa?
- Baby.

I've been worried
sick about you.

All hell broke
loose here, sweetie.

You didn't say anything
to anyone, right?

No, baby, I didn't,
but, Esvet, what are you doing?

Tell me, what's going on?

I'll tell you everything,
but it has to be in person.

Okay.

Okay, I'm on my way now.

It's time to reunite
with my fiancée.

Go ahead.

Esvet!

Papa!

You and I'll talk later, Faruk.

What the hell?
Hey, excuse me!