You ruined everything. You destroyed my life.
Everything will truly be ruined if you leave now.
My ring. Where's my ring?
Leyla, Leyla. Please, take it easy.
-Just calm down for a minute. -I'm not going to calm down, coward!
This is entirely your fault!
-Calm down. Come sit. -What am I supposed to do?
Get away, don't touch me!
Don't get married to him. You'll be making a mistake.
It was a mistake to see you again.
Leyla.
Leyla!
THANK YOU, NEXT
You can't answer the phone?
What's your problem, Ömer, huh?
Uh, Leyla…
Look, let's just talk. I wanna talk. Why are you in such a hurry?
Leave me alone. It's really late.
I sent you a huge text message,
a paragraph or more, explaining the situation.
"Okay" is the only thing you had to offer.
And then you proceed to stalk me.
You're flying your drone over us like a maniac.
I wasn't stalking you.
You could've harpooned us both to that hill. That's attempted murder.
Do you realize that if charges were filed tonight,
you would get arrested and put away immediately?
Just ask me if you have a problem.
Talk to me face-to-face.
If there's some issue, don't go behind my back.
I'm not really interested in talking to you right now.
Then just please stop stalking me, Ömer.
I was already there. You showed up later.
What? Just out for a stroll with a spy drone? I'm sure.
Why are you hanging around with that asshole?
And Buddy didn't need to be there.
Nothing happened. I'm good with my choices.
I'm sorry he's alive.
Oh, an admission of guilt. Bravo, yeah?
You really are making a case for yourself. Bravo.
Calm down. I promise you I had no idea you were there.
I needed the drone for a project I'm on.
I was using it to survey the roof and the general landscape in the area.
While I was doing my work, I happened to spot you there. That's it.
Look, Leyla, make your own choices.
You're a grown-up, do what you like.
Just leave Buddy out of it, that's all I'm asking.
Huh? Buddy's my dog and he'll be with me wherever I go.
Oh, I see. Buddy's your dog?
Yeah.
Leyla, Buddy has always been my dog.
He's your dog, my ass!
Okay.
Well, who begged to get him in the first place?
You were all, "I don't want an animal in the apartment."
Who had to practically drag you to the shelter?
I didn't have much trust for you yet. Thought I'd be the one taking care of him.
Do you take care of him? What is it you do for Buddy?
Tell me one thing.
What do you mean? There's lots of things. I feed him, walk him, wash him. That good?
But did you ever take him to the vet? How heartless.
You were always saying, "Let me! Let me do it!"
"It's too crowded on weekends and I'm free during the day. I'll take him in."
-You really have an answer for everything. -That's right.
Okay, then remind me. Where's Buddy's vet located?
Can you just write it down?
Yes, please, Ömer.
If you just put down the address, I can take him there.
His record's in my name.
Yes, it was made quite clear you've decided to be an asshole.
Nice work.
Considering your new guy friend, you must be an expert.
You're always so high and mighty, aren't you?
I only have to file for a restraining order
and you'll never see Buddy again.
I could file a complaint.
I could say that you've been keeping my dog captive against my consent.
Okay. Okay, Ömer, you do that.
Leyla, just watch, I will take him.
Go on, do it. Do it.
You don't think I'll do it, do you?
Her hair kinda reeks.
Buddy!
How are you, sweet boy?
Sweet boy. Come here, honey.
Come here, good boy. Here, here.
Come here.
Didn't you miss me at all, you jerk?
Can I just give you a hug?
Fine.
Go and hug Ömer.
CALLING
The person you are calling is not available.
Please leave your name…
Turns out Ömer's next project is Cem Murathan's hotel.
Whoa.
Yeah, he's working for Defne Seyhun-Richards.
Seems pretty bizarre.
That's a pretty wild coincidence.
I'm not sure that it's a coincidence.
I think he accepted the job just to piss me off.
I already spoke with him.
He said he had no idea that we were involved in a lawsuit.
He wants to control you, that's all.
That's right.
He mentioned you said something like his new girlfriend's hair was smelly.
Watch it. He might take it all out on you.
Yes, Uncle Can?
Well, Ömer called me.
Uncle Can, if you could stop answering
every time he calls, maybe he'll leave you alone.
-Well-- -I couldn't sleep last night.
-I was so pissed. -Please, calm down.
Okay. What did he say? Did he complain about me?
He wants custody of Buddy and he's suing you.
Huh? Unbelievable how low he'll go, just to take Buddy from me.
This is insane. It's outrageous!
Bothering all the people we know with our personal lives.
Listen to me. I think you need to settle this as calmly as possible.
He could take Buddy from you if he really wanted to.
No, he can't, Uncle Can.
Not happening. There's no such thing. He can't possibly argue this.
We were never even married so what kind of custody could there be?
Recently, a similar case was ruled in another man's favor.
They, too, were just partners.
The woman didn't let the man see the dog, the man sued the woman,
and took her to court to prove the dog was his.
Ömer isn't messing around! He did his homework.
Unfortunately, the outcome of the other case sets precedent.
Why are you bothering me?
Why did you take this job with my client's hotel?
Isn't your client his soon-to-be ex-wife?
So if anything, you're on enemy territory.
You know, I think you did this on purpose.
You accepted this job to get in my head.
The same reason you've been trying to take my dog away!
Because you didn't want to move on,
you just needed to be immature. Just acce--
…accept that we're done, and leave me alone.
Buddy is not ever coming home with you. Forget it!
You think everything is about you, don't you?
This is the type of thing that drove us apart.
It's always "me, me, me" with you.
You forget that a relationship is a pair. I'm in there too.
Keep being stupid and Buddy is out of your life for good.
Look, Leyla, I was unhappy.
I was unhappy because of you.
You get me?
You won't be taking Buddy.
-Thank you. -Sure thing.
I know it must hurt.
But it gets better in time.
Occasionally, you can even become good friends.
So just be patient.
Uh-oh. The attorney is back again.
The woman who's here more than her own office.
What's this about?
I, um… No real updates.
No new updates.
You came here to tell me that?
Cem?
Do you have a minute to approve something?
Hmm.
Okay.
I'll see you around.
An agreement seems unlikely. We're suing your client.
Good. You can file, but we plan to win it.
I'll file the petition at Şişli Courthouse at 11:00 a.m.
Take your time in your response.
CAUSE: HACKING INTO SYSTEM
DAMAGED BY FIRE, ACCESSED WITHOUT CONSENT
Hi, Tuba.
Leyla, hello there.
Is it true that you tried to burn down the hotel?
Or that you hired somebody to hack into his home network
and then corrupt his data?
Accidents occur.
I might've seen a candle or two. But the computer?
-Defne Seyhun-Richards. -Mmm.
Is it true that you attempted to sabotage her business affairs?
May I discuss this with you later?
Ms. Tuba?
Ms. Tuba, this could hit the media sooner than you think.
Tomorrow morning, his attorney's filing with the courthouse.
Cem's bluffing.
So-- So what exactly is your plan then?
His lawyers have concrete evidence.
We could be looking at prosecution. You could get a sentence.
Cem is a narcissist who won't be involved in such a public incident.
He's bluffing.
Uh, okay.
Um…
There's still a little time to discuss things before tomorrow morning.
Call me anytime tonight.
We blamed him for nothing. I told you, that woman is crazy!
-Yes, obsessive and fixated. -Right?
I'm self-centered, he says.
-Burning down the hotel is nuts. -Oh, God, I know!
He claims he was unhappy. Asshole.
Let's recap.
-Cybertheft, arson, damage to property. -Yes. Yep.
She's basically a terrorist.
Asshole! Asshole.
Ömer.
He's posting all these photos with Cem Murathan and Defne
just to piss me off.
Defne must've told him about this morning.
So humiliating.
-Defne told who? -Cem Murathan.
I already looked bad, thanks to Tuba.
I don't need him mixed up in my personal life.
-It keeps getting so much worse. -This is all over Cem Murathan, yeah?
It's not only about Cem Murathan. It's about everything!
First Ömer, now Tuba.
It's about my dignity. I made a fool of myself.
Come on, ladies, table's ready.
-Oh, thank God. I'm starving. -Let's go.
I've got this.
Forget about it. Why do you care so much?
She's right.
Look at this table!
-Smells so great, Uncle! -Oh, it looks so good.
Ah!
This is excellent.
I'm sure it's not as spectacular
as whatever Chef Charming's been feeding you.
-Will Chef Charming be here? -Uh, I didn't invite him.
Why's that? Tonight's Cihan's spaghetti night.
Ah, call him over here, I'll challenge him with my spaghetti.
Call him. Leyla, come on.
-Okay, I'm calling-- Okay. -Call him.
-You have such a crush on him. -I'll open another bottle.
-I'm putting this here. -I'll sit over here.
The person you are calling is not available.
-Please leave… -All right.
Here, try this. You'll see.
How's it going?
Any news from your woman friend?
She hasn't responded and may have deleted her account.
She hates sex now.
Nicely done, my friend.
You don't know what she's missing.
-Table's ready. -Come on.
Funda, come here real quick. Just come.
What is it?
Could you call Şeyyaz's restaurant and ask to make a reservation?
-My God, you want me to do what? -Just do it!
-Why? -Here, here.
-Sarp, you do it. Just grab the phone. -What am I doing?
-Good evening. Fade In restaurant. -Chef's table reservation.
-Hi, good evening. Uh… -What's going on?
How can I help you?
This is Cihan. Uh…
Could I get a reservation for tomorrow night, ten people,
at the chef's table?
I'm sorry, but we're only accepting reservations for next month.
Really? The chef is in that much demand?
Don't--
-I'm afraid the chef isn't-- -What's going on?
Shhh!
Uh, I'm sorry. One more time?
I said I'm afraid the chef won't be here for some time.
Ask her if her boss is on vacation.
May I ask you if he's on vacation?
-Is Mira there? -What?
I can give you a reservation for the 24th.
But you'll need to call next month for booking the chef's table.
-Mira, is she-- -Miro--
Uh, hi. My apologies. Is this Ms. Mira?
I'm Tuğçe. Mira is also on vacation.
Mira is.
For what day would you like to make a reservation?
Okay, fun's over. Let's eat.
The chef's table.
-Well, it could be… -What's up? Is he coming?
He's not coming. He sounds busy or whatever.
I don't know. You told me to call and I did.
Okay, let's eat.
Right? It's about girl power, that includes Murat.
Drink alone then.
I guess the wine's finished.
-Is there any more wine left? -This one's empty. Want another glass?
Mmm.
-Everything I touch just gets screwed up. -Need anything?
Ömer, Şeyyaz, Tuba, Buddy, what else?
It feels like my life is tumbling down like dominoes.
Just…
I'm gonna throw up.
Okay, come on.
-Here, take some tissues, Leyla. -Okay.
Here, honey. Oh, don't fall down.
Here, lean on me.
Buddy, come.
You know, you've really gotten yourself together these last few months, Leyla.
You managed to end that crappy relationship
that was on life support.
-That's true, I did. -You did.
That was a pretty important decision.
But I'm not responsible for it.
I didn't make this happen, that girl with the dreads did.
All these men behave the same.
Basically like monkeys.
They don't let go of one branch until they find another one to grab.
Ömer grabbed on to that, uh, crunchy new girlfriend.
Damn your unfaithful ass, Ömer.
Take a deep breath, okay?
He was unhappy.
Did you hear about that?
He stayed silent.
And decided not to say anything.
And then goes blaming me for it.
Well, I've…
I chose making you happy over going to America!
Do you remember that, huh?
I almost dropped out of law school to move to the US.
-Nearly dropped out but then this man-- -I'm happy you stayed.
Unbelievably, I stayed here for this guy.
Unbelievably.
The person you are calling is not available.
Please leave your name and a message after the tone.
A charming chef is not answering his phone, I guess.
You didn't even get that other shoe. It's a pretty bad bargain.
Here, darling.
God knows another woman has the other shoe.
He probably has a closet full of them in his house,
all organized, in every size.
But now I'm worried that something happened.
That's why he can't talk.
Bad news travels fast.
If anything bad happened, we would've heard about it by now, babe.
That's right.
This is basic ghosting. Trust me. I have a degree in the subject.
Try to drink it all before it gets cold.
I think I'm gonna be sick again.
Let me help you up, then. Come on.
No.
If you want to be with me,
treat me as though you value the time we spend together.
And if your mind has changed, for a good reason or not, don't ignore it.
They're not looking for connection, they're looking for some detachment.
Detachment.
That's true.
I know. They're just spoiled guys flaunting opportunities.
All these six-pack, gym rat, rich guys?
-Showing off is all they really want. -Uh-huh.
All the dates, and then there's presents and weekends.
It's like this ego parade. But that's all.
It's not about love. They'll never really be in love.
A horrible force comes and takes away their love.
Leaves behind the shells of shallow guys.
I feel like Cem Murathan's different.
Oh, dear. That name again.
What's going on, Leyla?
Six-pack talk'll do that, I guess.
No.
I was just thinking.
You know…
he told me that-- What was it?
I think he said…
he'd been disappointed to learn about the real Tuba.
And it was excruciating for him.
You said nothing about his side of things.
You said he was a prick to you that first day.
No, thinking back,
I think he must have been worried that, as her lawyer,
I'd automatically be all gung-ho for Tuba to plot her revenge.
You know what he said to me on the first day that I saw him?
He asked that I don't harm her.
And since Tuba has turned out to be kind of awful,
I can't stop thinking about what he meant.
Good for him getting out. That's the truth.
Tuba still hasn't responded.
-Maybe I'll call Tuba real quick. -No!
No, you said what was needed.
-Let it go. -I told her the important stuff.
You think about me a lot.
Come and join me.
Hi, Tuba.
She's been in our lives since the very beginning.
Slowly, surely, she intoxicated and tainted our marriage.
She poisoned me.
Turned me into someone else.
I started to doubt and be jealous.
Cem, I think, is probably going to give her a baby.
You'll see.
Hell or high water, she'll have Cem's child.
I lost.
I know that we've lost.
Let's put this to bed.
You gotta stop biting your lip. Okay? It's over.
Be ready to close the deal.
I just hope there's no surprises.
All the cards are on the table. They already know about everything.
It's as smooth as it gets. No surprises.
Oh, there she is.
Belgin?
"Belgin"? No, it's Beliz.
Ah, shit.
No way!
-Good morning. -Hello there.
Good morning.
I can introduce you. Um…
Cem Murathan's attorney, Beliz Temur.
Mmm.
This guy is my colleague, Sarp Korkuter.
We've been working together on this case.
I know.
Mmm. I see.
Coffee?
Water?
Sure. Mmm.
I'll get some water for us.
Well…
This just in…
Sarp's Fingir match, Belgin,
might actually be Cem's lawyer Beliz.
I'm guessing it wasn't really because you stopped being interested.
You didn't disappear for that?
On the contrary.
Okay. How about we make a fresh start?
I'm Sarp Korkuter.
I'm an attorney with Taylan Somer Law Firm.
They just shook hands.
I don't think I've ever seen her smile before now.
I'm 5'11" and I'm a Libra.
I can comprehend basic instructions.
-I'm Beliz. Good to meet you. -Good to meet you.
Okay, I'm watching.
Ah, I'm being summoned.
I'll talk to you later. Okay, bye.
No surprises.
Thank you.
Let's wrap this up.
-Sounds good. -After you.
I'm really hoping this is the best for everyone.
I guess we'll see each other in two weeks at the hearing.
It's important both parties are present at the hearing.
-I'll be there. -We don't need any mishaps.
Of course, of course. Not a problem.
DISTRICT COURT OF LAW
All the best, Ms. Beliz.
-You too. -Look forward to seeing you.
-See you soon. -I do hope so.
Let's chat tonight.
CALLING
The person you are calling is not available.
Please leave--
Uncle Can, this doesn't make sense.
She's obviously screwing with us.
I don't understand how she just disappears without notice.
I called, I emailed her, and I made sure her secretary knew,
but she's gone.
We'll look pretty incompetent if she doesn't show up to court.
No, I won't be in the office today. I believe so.
Be there in the morning. Bye-bye.
Buddy?
Where did your stupid father put your health report card?
I swear to God, Şeyyaz, you'd better…
Hey, chef, you're being really rude.
Just call me or something. Be nice to know you're alive.
Well, that was pathetic.
All right. At least there's a sign of life. I'll take it.
Buddy, how about you and I take a walk somewhere?
Gonna need a new health report for you. Isn't that right?
I know! You wanna go outside, don't you?
Come on, then. Okay, then, Buddy.
Let's take a bag.
Let's get keys. Let's go!
I think this is it. Okay, come on.
Oh, yeah?
You must be the only dog that gets this excited about going to the vet.
-Isn't that right, Buddy? Hello. -Welcome.
Oh, hey, Buddy!
-Buddy must be popular around here. -We love him.
How you been?
No Daddy today, huh?
Is Ömer coming?
No, but I'm the mommy so we'll be fine.
-My name's Leyla Taylan. -Oh.
I lost his health record. I came to get a new copy.
-Of course, we've got all Buddy's records. -Oh, you do?
-Uh-huh. -Super, thank you.
I was hoping we could get his chip changed if possible.
Sure thing.
Seeing as I'm the owner, my information should be current on the record.
Certainly. Let's see.
Hey, there, Buddy!
Oh, hello, Buddy. How are you?
Oh, come here! Come here.
Hi, Buddy. Good to see you.
How's it going?
Buddy! Come here, Buddy.
Come here.
Leyla.
Don't say my name, you wannabe Bob Marley.
You really had this whole thing set up.
You took Ömer from me, why not take Buddy as well?
You guys didn't break up because of me.
Of course not. No, of course, we didn't. Let's go.
A good relationship can't be disrupted by one person.
Thought she's a vet. Didn't know she picked up love coaching.
Walk. Walk! Ungrateful…
You backstabbed Momma for a chompie, huh?
You'd sell me out for a simple dog treat?
You just prefer Ömer, Buddy, I know. Why don't you go live with him, then?
Leave, just like all men.
Don't you go and leave me too, you promise?
I believe you owe me a shoe.
I'm coming up. It's your last chance to hide the harem.
There's nobody here, come in.
Oh, wow.
Chef, you seem kinda depressed. Are you okay?
Oh, I'm fine.
Getting ready for the Venice Biennale.
Oh, you've had company over, at the very least.
So is this bachelor pad for all your women?
It's not what you think, Leyla.
Like I never heard that.
I haven't been seeing anybody else.
It's like your ex's name still on your doorbell.
Zeynep.
I was positive I got rid of everything, but…
You don't owe me an explanation.
You might as well stick around for a bit.
Chef, maybe you could hop in the shower for me?
I'll be right back. Get comfy.
-They broke up five years back. -Mmm.
-I guess it got pretty ugly. -Oh?
He never heard from her.
One day, the ex-girlfriend shows up.
Oh.
That's what we call "submarining," you know?
-What's that? -Thank you so much.
So that's when the ex lurks in the deep, undetected, waiting, waiting, waiting,
and then suddenly emerges like a kind of submarine.
And?
Uh, well, Feyyaz is kinda mixed up right now.
Did he tell you that you deserve more?
Mm-mmm, just that he needed some distance.
He's afraid that everything that happened with Zeynep will happen with me, so…
They all lie so easily, don't they?
Oscar-worthy performances.
I don't know how much of it is really true.
But he does seem to have issues with his ex.
I don't know. At least the man has a pulse.
Mmm. Have you heard from Ömer after the run-in at the vet?
-Oh, maybe a little. -Oh! So tell me. What did he say?
I'm telling you one more time.
But I really don't care at this point if you believe me.
Until you said, "This relationship is over,
we're through," I was not seeing anybody else.
Really. I just kept asking myself,
"How do I fix things with Leyla?" That's what I wanted.
Our relationship didn't end so that I could start another one,
it didn't end because of some woman.
It ended because we wore it out.
Please let's not make life harder. Please.
Man's right.
Well, as it was put by Defne Seyhun-Richards, "In time!"
Yeah.
"Sometimes, you can even be good friends."
That is correct.
And just look! These shoes are amazing.
Okay, I'm packing his vitamins, his treats, and an extra bone.
And there's his favorite toy.
I bought all that stuff. Don't worry.
Yeah, okay.
Okay, be good for Daddy. I'll see you.
Come on, Buddy. Let's go.
Doesn't "Balım" mean "honey"? That's what you name a cat, Ömer.
Come on, Bud. Let's go.
-Welcome. -I made it.
Tuba Tepelioğlu, Cem Murathan.
My client agrees to divorce on the basis of the provided divorce agreement.
We hope that our demands are considered as well.
The court has a verdict.
Sarp, get over here.
-Come on. Leyla! -Come on, Leyla!
Mmm!
-Cheers! -To our health.
Can you try to cheer up a little?
Taylan and Somer Law Firm is happy, Cem Murathan is happy,
Tuba got her check, she's also happy. We're good.
But she's thinking about returning it.
Oh, don't worry. She's not as stupid as she wants you to think.
She didn't make a fuss for nothing.
Whatever, let's celebrate. Let's drink.
-I'm drinking. -Okay.
We did this, you know? You and me.
That's right.
Although to be honest, sometimes I just feel bad for her.
Um, could I have a tequila, please?
Poor thing. She wasn't entirely wrong.
Oh yeah? How?
Cem Murathan and Defne are having some kind of affair. That's real.
Thank you, sir!
I'll be right back. Excuse me.
Do you need anything?
Tuba, listen to me.
You should be keeping the money from the settlement. You deserve it.
It's too late.
Stop the transaction first thing tomorrow, please.
Don't give back the money.
Leyla, it's on its way as we speak.
I'm not typically as involved in the landscaping.
That said, up there-- Blue pine is what I would stick with there.
Mm-hmm.
Your call at the end of the day.
That was where we planned to put the walking trail. Is that right?
What?
Stop, stop, stop!
Tuba's delivery.
Were you seriously behind this prank?
Payment has been received, apparently.
Go away.
-Leyla, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean-- -Get out, Sarp!
-Listen, p-please-- -Sarp!
Go away.