You ruined everything. You ruined my life.
Your life will be ruined if you go now.
My ring. Where is my ring?
-Leyla, can you please calm down? -Where is my ring?
I won't calm down. Coward!
-This is all your fault. What do I do now? -Calm down, please. Sit down.
Get away. Don't touch me!
-This is a mistake. Don't marry that man. -You are the biggest mistake.
Leyla.
Leyla!
THANK YOU, NEXT
Why won't you answer my calls?
-What's your problem, Ömer? Huh? -Leyla, don't start.
Can we just talk? I want to talk. What's your problem?
Leave me alone. It's late.
I sent you long messages.
This big. I told you how I feel. You replied with just, "Okay."
Then you stalked me. You sicced a drone on me like a maniac.
I didn't stalk you.
That drone almost harpooned us in the chest.
That's an attempt on life.
If I were to file a complaint today, you'd get arrested. You know that, right?
Talk to me if you have a problem.
Whatever you want to say, just talk to me. Don't go behind my back.
I don't want to talk to you about anything.
Then why are you following me, Ömer?
I was already there. You came later.
So, what were you doing with a spy drone there?
What were you doing with that bastard?
Buddy was with you too.
I didn't do enough. I think I did great. I wish he'd died.
Willful murder, then. Well done.
This suits you well. Well done.
Leyla, listen. I swear I didn't know you were there.
I needed the drone for this new project I got.
To check the roof of the building and the land.
While I was testing it, I saw you. You two!
Look, Leyla, this isn't the way.
Do whatever the hell you want.
But you keep Buddy away from assholes.
What? Buddy is my dog. He's coming with me wherever I go.
-Buddy is your dog? Really? -Yes.
-Leyla, Buddy is my dog, isn't he? -The hell he is!
Man!
Who begged to get him?
You were screaming, "I don't want pets in the apartment."
Who dragged you to the shelter?
That's because I didn't trust you.
Thought you'd dump all responsibility on me.
What did you do for him? Can you tell me just one thing?
-Tell me one thing. -What's that supposed to mean?
I feed him, walk him, wash him. What else do you want?
Did you ever take him to the vet?
You're heartless!
Didn't you say,
"It's crowded on the weekends. I'm free during the week. I'll take him."
-You have an answer for everything? -I do.
Okay, answer this, then. Where is Buddy's vet?
Write it down wherever it is.
Just write it down and be done with it, Ömer.
His health record is in my name, though.
Keep acting like a prick, Ömer.
Good job.
And you keep hanging out with that needle-dick.
You know what? I swear…
I'll get a restraining order and you'll never see Buddy again.
I'll sue you too.
I'll say you're keeping my dog without my consent
-and take him from you. -Go on, Ömer. Please do it.
-You'll see if I can or not. -Go on, do it!
You'll see if I do it or not.
Those will stink, though.
Buddy!
How are you, my love?
How are you? Come here, boy.
Come here, darling. Come here. Come.
Come.
Didn't you miss me at all? You rascal!
Let me hug you.
Fine.
You go and hug Ömer.
CALLING… ŞEYYAZ
The person you've called cannot be reached.
Please try again…
I LOVE YOU LEYLA
Turns out the big project Ömer took is Cem Murathan's hotel.
Whoa!
He's working for Defne Seyhun Richards.
-Did you know that? -I really didn't. What a coincidence.
I don't think it's a coincidence.
I feel like he accepted the job just to piss me off.
No, I talked to him.
He didn't know he's engaged in a lawsuit with our client.
-His problem is with the "needle-dick." -For sure.
Did you really tell the girl that she stank?
Don't make me take my anger out on you.
-Yes, Uncly? -Well, Ömer called me.
Uncly, don't indulge him. Don't talk to him whenever he wants to.
I couldn't sleep out of anger last night.
Calm down please.
Okay. What did he say? Did he complain about me?
-He filed for custody of Buddy. -What?
Did he really do that?
I can't believe it. What a loser!
Shameless loser!
He bothers people with this stupid stuff.
Leyloş, I think you need to settle this calmly.
He can take Buddy from you if he really wants to.
No, he can't, Uncly.
He can't. There is no such thing! This is ridiculous.
We're not even married. What custody are you talking about?
Look, dear, there is a case similar to yours where the man won.
They broke up when they were cohabiting. She didn't let him see the dog.
He sued her and proved the dog was his.
Ömer isn't saying it for kicks. He did his research.
This case could serve as a precedent for you.
What are you doing here?
What are you doing in my client's hotel?
Your client is his soon-to-be-ex wife. I found out all about it.
You're on enemy territory now, dear.
You did this on purpose, right?
You took the job just to mess with me.
You moved in under my nose just to piss me off.
And that's exactly why you want to take Buddy.
Just to--
Just to make me unhappy.
I won't give Buddy to you. Forget about it.
You think everything is about you, don't you?
That's why we fell apart. You were always like, "Me, me, me."
I was in that relationship too!
You won't even get to see Buddy again if you do something silly.
It was me who was unhappy!
And I was unhappy because of you.
Did you hear me?
You won't take Buddy.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
I know it's hard.
But don't worry, it will pass. You might even be friends later.
Just be patient.
Oh, Ms. Attorney is here again.
She spends more time here than in her office. I wonder why.
I… There's nothing new.
Nothing new.
You came here to say that?
Cem.
Do you have a minute? I need to show you something.
Okay.
See you tomorrow.
Obviously, we won't come to an agreement. We're filing the suit.
Good. You file it, we'll win it.
I'll file the petition at Şişli Courthouse at 11:00 a.m.
So, you still have some time.
PROPERTY DAMAGE HACKING OF IT SYSTEM
…DAMAGED BY FIRE… …ACCESSED WITHOUT CONSENT…
Hello.
Leyla, welcome.
Is it true that you tried to burn down the hotel?
Or that you hired a cyber-spy against your husband,
and rendered his computers unusable?
The fire was an accident.
A candle fell over, and papers caught fire.
And the computer--
Is it true that you tried to put an end to Defne Seyhun Richards' business?
This is not the place. Let's talk later.
Mrs. Tuba.
Mrs. Tuba, everyone will talk about this tomorrow.
They're filing the petition at 11:00 a.m. tomorrow.
Cem wouldn't do that.
What are you counting on?
They have legal proof.
He's not only going to divorce you, you'll get a sentence.
A narcissist like Cem wouldn't want to be involved in such a case.
He's bluffing.
All right.
We have time to rethink before tomorrow morning.
You can reach me on my phone anytime.
We blamed him for nothing. I told you, that woman is crazy.
-Yes, she's obsessive and fixated. -Yes.
He says, "You weren't the only one in that relationship."
-Who burns down a hotel? -Absolutely.
He said he was the unhappy one. Asshole!
Darling.
-Arson, cyber theft, damage to property… -Yep.
She is a real terrorist.
Jerk!
It's Ömer.
He's posting photos with Cem Murathan and Defne just to piss me off.
Defne must have told him about this morning.
I'm so embarrassed.
-Told who? -Cem Murathan.
He already thought I was a goofy novice attorney thanks to Tuba.
-Now it's even worse. -So, it's all about Cem Murathan.
No, it's not all about Cem Murathan. But first Ömer, and now Tuba…
My reputation is tainted. I look like a fool.
Come on, ladies. The table is ready.
-Come on. I'm starving. -Let's go.
-I got this. -Forget about it.
-Why do you care so much? -She's right.
-Wow! -Look at this table!
-Yes. -It smells wonderful, Uncly.
-Looks great. -Thank you.
It's not as exquisite as Prince Charming's tables, but it's all right.
-Is The Spirit with the Skillet coming? -I didn't invite him.
What? Is he going to miss Cihan's spaghetti?
I challenge him with my spaghetti and meatballs.
-Invite him now. -Looks amazing.
Invite him. Go on.
-Okay, fine. You love him that much, huh? -Go on, sit down. I'll bring the wine.
-I'm putting this here. -Put it there.
The person you've called cannot be reached.
Please try again…
Murti, come on.
What's up?
Still no news from your girl?
No news, and she deleted the app.
Shame on you! You even made her hate sex?
Her loss, darling.
-Come on, we're waiting for you. -Funda! Come here for a second.
What?
Can you call Şeyyaz's restaurant and make a reservation?
-I can't do it. Why me? -Come on. Take it.
Let Sarp do it. Sarp, take it. Talk.
Good evening, Fade In Restaurant.
-For the chef's table. -Good evening.
What's going on?
-Yes, sir? -This is Cihan.
I'd like to book the chef's table tomorrow for ten people.
I'm sorry. We can only accept reservations for next month.
-What? Is the chef that busy? -Don't overdo it!
-Our chef will not be here for a while. -Hey, you're not coming?
Sorry, I couldn't hear you.
I'm afraid our chef will not be here for a while.
Ask if he's on vacation.
May I ask you if he's on vacation?
-Ask Mira. -Mi…
You can make a reservation for the 24th,
but you need to call next month for the chef's table.
Miro…
Hello. Are you Ms. Mira, perhaps?
-I'm Tuğçe. Mira is also on leave. -"Also."
Would you like to make a reservation?
Okay, the fun is over.
"The chef's table."
-No, come on now! -What happened? I don't understand.
-Nothing. -He's not coming.
-Enough. You want him so much, but… -Okay, let's start.
Looks like this wine bottle is out.
-It's out? -This one's out. Do you want more?
Yes.
Everything I touch, I mess up.
Ömer, Şeyyaz, Tuba, Buddy. It's like…
It's like I lost control of my life.
I'm falling apart one by one like dominoes, bam, bam…
Bam! And I'm falling.
Okay. Oh, dear!
Oh, my!
Here, take a tissue, Leyla.
Here, darling. Be careful. Hold on.
Come here.
Buddy, come on.
You know, I think it's the opposite. You're getting better.
You pulled the plug on your relationship that was in a coma.
-I did. It's over. -You did.
That was a very important decision.
But it wasn't me.
It wasn't me. The girl with dreadlocks pulled the plug.
You know how men are, love. They're like monkeys.
They don't let go of one branch until they find another.
And it seems Ömer held onto that girl with dreadlocks.
To hell with your dick, Ömer.
Okay, take some deep breaths.
Good.
He said he was unhappy.
Did you hear that?
He was unhappy.
First, he didn't want to talk,
and then he said, "I was unhappy because of you."
Well, I…
I didn't go to the US to make you happy!
Do you remember that?
I was going to drop out of law school and go to the US, you know.
-But I didn't. -I'm glad you didn't.
-Come on. -Who did I stay for? For you.
Isn't that something?
The person you've called cannot be reached.
Please, try again later.
Prince Charming cannot be reached at the moment.
I wish you'd got the other shoe at least.
Here, darling.
I bet another woman has the other one.
Maybe he has a closet at home.
Louboutins organized by size, wall to wall.
Maybe something happened to him and he can't talk.
Darling, bad news travels fast. Nothing bad happened to him. Don't worry.
Exactly.
This is "aggravated ghosting." I did a PhD on it.
Drink it before it gets cold, please.
-I get nauseous when I get up. -Let me help you up.
If you don't want to see me, then say so, right?
If you've changed your mind, tell me. You bastard.
They don't want a relationship, they don't even want to relate.
Relate…
-Funny. -I mean, they're all so spoiled.
Six-packs and such.
I mean, they like showing off.
Gifts, holidays, activities…
They just like to show off. But that's all.
They don't care about love. It's over.
It's as if a mysterious power took away all the love.
And we're just left with these shallow bastards.
But I don't think Cem Murathan is one of them.
Seriously? Cem Murathan again?
-What's going on, Leyla? -I guess mention of six-packs rang a bell.
No.
No!
No, I was thinking…
You know…
Remember, he…
He said bitterly,
"Tuba was my biggest disappointment."
Almost as if he was in pain.
No, that is not how you told that story. You said he was a big-headed jerk.
No, I think he thought
I was provoking Tuba to go for "blood for blood."
I think that's why he was being like that.
You know what he told me the first day? He said…
He told me not to hurt her.
I've been thinking about that since I found out what Tuba did.
I respect that. I really do.
Tuba still hasn't called.
-Should I call Tuba? -No, you said what you had to say.
-Let it go. -I said what I had to say.
Why are you always thinking about me?
Would you like to join me?
-Mrs. Tuba? -She has been in our lives since day one.
She poisoned our marriage nice and slowly.
She poisoned me. I became a completely different person.
I learned to get jealous and to doubt.
All that she wanted from Cem was to have his baby.
You'll see. She's going to somehow manage to have a baby with him.
I lost.
I lost everything.
Get it done tomorrow.
Stop biting your lips, dear. Okay, it's over.
We're going to close the deal.
I hope there won't be a last-minute surprise.
You talked to them. They're aware of the situation.
There won't be any surprises. No surprises.
Here she comes.
-Belgin? -Not Belgin, it's Beliz.
Oh, shit!
No way!
-Good morning. -Good morning.
Good morning.
Let me introduce you.
Cem Murathan's attorney, Beliz Temur.
My colleague, Attorney Sarp Korkuter.
We're working together on this case.
I know.
I see.
Coffee?
-Water? -I'll have some water.
I'll go get some water. Yeah.
Breaking news!
The girl Sarp matched online, Belgin,
turned out to be Cem Murathan's attorney, Beliz.
So it wasn't because you didn't like me.
-That's not why you disappeared. -No. On the contrary.
Okay.
Let's make a fresh start.
I'm Sarp Korkuter.
I'm an attorney at Taylan & Somer Law Firm.
They shook hands. It's the first time I've seen her smile.
My sign is Libra, and I'm 5'11".
I have the ability to understand when communicated to.
-And I'm Beliz. Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.
I'm watching.
He's calling me. We'll talk later. Hanging up.
Thanks.
Let's get this over with.
-Let's go. -After you.
I hope this will be the best for everyone.
We'll get this done in two weeks in one hearing, then.
Both parties must be present at the hearing.
-Make sure nothing goes wrong. -Yes, of course. Don't worry.
DISTRICT COURT
Congrats, Ms. Beliz.
-Congrats. -See you.
-Congrats. -Congrats.
Call me, okay?
CALLING TUBA TEPELIOĞLU
The person you've called cannot be reached. Please try again…
Uncly, this is not okay.
She's playing with us.
How can she disappear without any notice?
I called and e-mailed her. I told her secretary. But she's gone.
We'll be humiliated if she doesn't show up at the hearing.
No, I won't be in the office today. Okay.
Take care. Goodbye.
Buddy!
Where is your health record?
Where did your stupid daddy put it?
You're starting to piss me off too.
Chef, you're being rude.
Just calling to check if you're okay. I'm not obsessed or anything.
What the hell did I say?
SORRY. I CAN'T PICK UP. I'LL CALL YOU BACK.
Good. At least there's a sign of life.
Buddy, I couldn't find the health record. What should we do?
Let's go get a new record, huh, darling?
Yeah? You want to go out too?
Come on, then. Let's take our bag.
Let's take the keys.
Let's go!
This must be the place. Come on.
VETERINARY CLINIC
Oh, wow.
You must be the only dog that gets so excited to see the vet. Huh?
-Hello. -Hello.
Welcome, Buddy.
-Buddy is quite popular around here. -We love him.
How have you been? Daddy's not coming today? Huh?
Mr. Ömer's not coming?
No, he's not. I'm the Mommy. My name is Leyla Taylan.
I lost his health record, I came here to get a new one.
Okay. We have Buddy's health record.
-Is that so? -Yeah.
That's great.
-I also want his chip changed. -Okay.
Because I'm the owner. I want my information in the records.
Certainly. Let me see.
Welcome, Buddy!
Welcome, Buddy, my dear. How are you?
So cute!
Welcome you two.
Welcome.
Buddy. Come here, Buddy. Come here.
Come here!
Leyla.
Don't say my name, you fake Bob Marley.
You got into Ömer's head, didn't you?
You took Ömer from me, now you want Buddy too?
Your relationship didn't end because of me.
Of course not. How could that be?
-Move. -No one can end a happy relationship.
Both a vet, and a relationship counselor.
Move. Move, you ingrate!
You sold me out for a treat, huh, Buddy?
You stabbed me in the back for a bone.
So, you really are Ömer's Buddy. Go and live with him, then.
You leave me too.
Don't you ever leave me, okay?
I'm here to get the other shoe.
I'm coming up. Last chance to send the girls away.
There are no girls. Come up.
Oh, wow.
You are clearly depressed, Chef.
Nonsense. I'm just getting ready for the Biennial.
I can see why you've been gone.
How many people fit into your world, I wonder.
-It's not what you think, Leyla. -Oh, come on.
I swear I'm not seeing anyone.
It's a situation similar to the name on your doorbell.
Zeynep.
I thought there weren't any traces left, but…
You don't have to explain anything to me.
Now that you're here, don't leave. Stay for a while.
Chef, maybe you should take a shower first?
Okay, make yourself comfortable.
They broke up five years ago. It was a difficult break-up.
-Oh? -There was no news for a long time.
Then, the girl suddenly shows up.
-We call this "submarining." Not pleasant. -What's that?
It's when the ex stays deep under water. Waits and waits there.
And then suddenly shows up top like a submarine.
That's exactly it.
And?
So, he's a bit confused, of course.
Did he say, "You deserve better" and such?
Nah. But he wanted some space.
He said he was afraid of going through the things he did with Zeynep.
Wow, they lie so well. These performances deserve Oscars.
I don't know if it's true or not.
But he's suffering because of something in his past.
I mean, it means he feels something at least.
-Any news from Ömer after Dreadlocks? -Yes, of course.
Did he text you, Leyla?
I'm telling you one more time. Believe it or not, I really don't care at this point.
But before you said that you were unhappy and you wanted to break up,
I didn't have anyone in my life.
Not in my life or in my mind.
I was thinking about how we were going to save our relationship.
Our relationship didn't end to start a new one.
It didn't end because of some woman. It ended because we consumed it.
Please, let's not make life harder.
Please.
He's right.
As the famous ex-wife Defne Seyhun Richards once said,
it will pass.
Yeah.
"Maybe you can even be friends later."
Exactly.
Come. Such lovely shoes.
I'm packing his vitamins, his treats,
a bone, and his favorite toy.
I have everything. There's no need.
Okay. All right.
My boy, my darling, see you later.
Come on now. Come.
What kind of name is "Balım," though? It's like a cat's name.
Come on, boy, let's go.
-Welcome. -Hello.
Tuba Tepelioğlu, Cem Murathan.
My client agrees to divorce on the basis of the divorce protocol.
We request that our petition be accepted.
The court is ready to deliver its verdict.
-Sarp, come here. -Come on.
-Come on, Leyla. -I'm here.
-Cheers! -Cheers, everyone!
Can you try to smile now?
Taylan & Somer Law Firm is happy. Cem Murathan is happy.
Tuba got her check, she's happy too. Come on.
But she's thinking about giving all the money back.
She's not that stupid, don't worry. She didn't make a fuss for nothing.
Whatever. Come on, baby, let's drink.
-Okay. -Come on.
We did this. You and me.
-Yeah. -You know what?
I felt bad for Tuba, not gonna lie.
Can I have a tequila?
Poor thing. She wasn't entirely wrong.
What do you mean?
There is definitely something between Cem Murathan and Defne.
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
Ms. Tuba?
Don't give the money back. You deserve it. It's yours.
It's too late.
Stop the transaction first thing tomorrow. Please don't give the money back.
Leyla, dear. The money is already on its way.
In principle, I usually don't get involved with the landscaping,
but I'd recommend blue spruce here.
Your call, of course.
It will look like a walking trail, right?
Excuse me.
Stop, stop!
Tuba sent it.
Did you really do this?
The payment has been received, apparently.
Get out.
-Leyla, I really didn't mean any harm. -Get out, Sarp.
-Please. Listen-- -Sarp!
Get out!