10 DAYS OF A BAD MAN
Don't be a prophet of doom.
Boss will break our balls if something happens to him.
-He's alive. -Good.
-Why is Boss protecting him? -No idea.
"Go to Tomba and don't return without him," he said.
He won't make it till İzmit, let alone Istanbul.
It's "Tosya," idiot. "Tosya."
-Where are we? -Karaağaç or something.
Whoa!
Hüso, what the hell? You're banging up the half-dead guy!
He scared me!
I thought he resurrected when he yelled like that!
He wasn't dead, you fucking idiot.
Are you okay, man?
Get up. Come on out. Out.
Close it. Let's lean him there.
Are you okay?
-I'm peeing. -What?
Fucking hell.
I said drinking all that water was gonna make you piss.
Hüso, get your sweatpants. Clean underwear too, if you have it.
We'll have to change him.
Right! Why my clothes and not yours?
Just quit whining and do it.
-Comrade? -Yeah?
-What do I do with this? -Toss it.
Meds!
Check his pockets. He must have his meds there.
Here.
Here are your meds, okay?
Hamlet.
-What's the saying? -He must mean his book.
Your book's in the car.
"Oh, that this… Too, too solid flesh…"
"Would melt…"
"Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew."
DAY 1
It's a pleasure to see you, Sadık.
I've changed my name. It's Adil now.
I don't like Adil.
Anyway.
I got a call from Tosya 15 days ago
saying there was a car totaled there registered to me.
And a bum called Sadık was the driver.
What were you doing in Tosya? I thought you were in Eskişehir.
I had to take someone there.
-Sit down. -No. I can't.
Fractured coccyx. It hurts.
I settled things with you two years ago,
but now we'll have to start over.
First of all, remuneration for the car.
Second, hospital expenses.
The damages paid to the father and brother-in-law.
The missus's papers. The donation of a TV to the police.
Long story short, you've cost us a pretty penny, Sadık-Adil.
Right, Hayati?
Quite.
If you say so.
How are you planning to pay these debts?
What about some work?
In the field of your expertise, of course.
Experti--
You're gonna find a playboy roaming around the rich crowd.
Like you found Tevfik.
Ferhat Gönen is his name.
Don't look at them. They stick out like sore thumbs there.
Hayati will give you the file on Ferhat.
Do you have a phone?
Of course not.
The black one is your work phone.
Same password for both.
The year Istanbul was conquered. Remember that.
My number's in it. So are Hayati's, Zeynel's and Hüso's.
The white one is your personal.
Got it. Black for life, white for death. Black is for you, white's for me.
Zeynel. Get some money and the card from Hayati.
-And buy him some clothes. -Sure, Boss.
-Your chick. -Chick? My-- My girlfriend?
-What's her name? -Maria.
"Maria."
Have her pick the clothes.
She's a whore,
but a whore with taste.
Take it. It won't bite.
You will need it for this job.
Get a grip on it.
All right, fine.
You'll get it once you're healed.
Your job is to find Ferhat and tell me his location.
-On one condition. -You insane?
I'm aching all over. My head, my arm, my ass…
I'm in pain.
I need a strong painkiller that can't be bought just anywhere.
Are you a pillhead now? Hm?
How many do you take?
He only took one today, Boss. The rest are in his pocket.
Give him one in the morning and one in the evening.
-No. -Okay?
-Two won't do. -I said two!
You'll keep an eye on him until he finds that bastard Ferhat.
You'll brief Hayati every day.
-Where should we stash him? -The house is ready.
Be civil in there. We just had it cleaned.
Sadık, Adil, whatever the fuck you are,
find that bastard.
Find him and let me know.
Okay?
How did the accident happen?
The road was straight as an arrow and there was no rain.
Did you fall asleep?
A tire blew, I guess.
Making it out of that car alive… I don't know.
You must still have some unfinished business in this world.
Can I ask you for a favor, man?
My girl, Maria,
I told her I'd be back tonight and we'd see each other.
Can she come here?
Since we're going shopping tomorrow anyway.
Sure, no problem.
But maybe in return…
one more painkiller?
No.
You told Boss I'd only had one today.
If I take another now, I'll be set till Tuesday.
-Stop, for the love of God. -Just as a precaution.
When Maria's here and you guys are in bed tonight,
you don't want me barging in and demanding pills, do you?
Come on.
Start covering your ears already.
We'll be at it all night long.
That's all right.
I'll have a visitor of my own. A ghost.
-Here. -Thanks.
This Hayati, who is he? What's he like?
He came to Boss six months ago and right away became his right hand.
We can't figure it out.
Hüso says he's an ex-cop. Intelligence guy, kicked out of the force.
He claims he's a man of faith,
but I don't like him. I think he's shady.
Thanks.
What the fuck?
Maria, right?
I'm Adil.
Just getting some water.
Go on.
Have a good sleep.
You too.
My ghost.
Come back.
And tell me what to do.
Tell me and end this waiting,
this meaninglessness.
Come alive, my imagination.
Come alive, dreams that show me places I've never been.
Take the ghost…
and settle upon my eyes.
DAY 2
Ooh! The Good Man is back?
You haven't lost my number.
-How was Eskişehir? -Good.
What happened to you? You get run over by a bus?
I had an accident.
Your clothes are cool. Smart-casual sure looks good on you.
And you're still skipping school.
School's out.
Fine.
Good thing I didn't go or I'd have missed your message.
-When's graduation? -In two months.
I'll graduate and get my money.
You need to be 18 for that.
I have been, since last year. Yeter had me registered a year late.
I supposedly have 300,000 liras but it's rotting in the bank,
depreciating with each passing day.
And I lick my lips when I pass by.
You know, you're so mean, Sadık.
Adil.
It's Adil now. I mean, for the time being.
How's your mom?
She quit waiting for Tevfik and moved back to her home village.
I'm staying with a relative for now.
My Aunt Durdu.
How did you convince her to leave you on your own?
"I'll kill myself if you take me there."
"You'll lose me like you lost Tevfik," I said.
Latte. And put everything chocolate-y on a plate and bring it.
Tell me, Pops. What have you been up to the last two years?
Tourism. There's a hotel. I've been handling the construction.
Whoa, you have a hotel? Get out of here.
So, our Sadık--
Sorry, was it Adil?
Our Adil has launched into a tourism career, huh?
What else?
Cover those legs up.
Let the poor guys ogle me.
You know,
you're the only man who's never given me a hot glance.
But of course, you're a good guy. That's why, right?
I might have had a change of heart.
Maybe I should get a taste of being bad.
Wow! So you're breaking bad?
Cool as you are, you're too late.
I have a boyfriend candidate. Young ang cute.
We'll go into business together if I can get at that money.
Look, don't mention that money to people you don't know well.
Stop killing my buzz.
-Here, ma'am. -Thanks.
So? Spill.
Why did you ask me here?
I'm looking for someone. I mean…
I thought you could help, like you did two years ago.
Who would hire you thinking you could actually find someone?
In this state, no less.
I gave you so many clues, and you couldn't find Tevfik.
Perhaps we'll be luckier this time.
Tell me. What exactly do you want from me?
The guy supposedly hangs around places like this, fancy places.
Nightclubs, restaurants and such.
-Where would you look? -Give me your phone.
Ooh. You have two phones now.
-What's the password? -291453.
-No apps on this? -Huh?
Never mind. I'll download them.
Selamünaleyküm.
Pınar, my niece, this is my partner, Zeynel.
You had no cash, so I brought some.
Thanks.
That is one very generous partner.
Yes, all done.
I created a profile for you. Username's CoolDaddy, same password.
We're friends too.
Smile!
So, this is your profile pic.
I'm your only friend, so only I've seen it.
Yup, and I "liked" it.
Now tell me the name of the guy you are looking for.
His name's Ferhat,
but I don't remember his last name.
What am I to do with that? There must be a million Ferhats on social.
Whoa!
Maybe I should get into tourism too.
No way! Don't tell me you own this too!
Info about Ferhat is in that. I'm taking a shower.
What?
Don't wear that, at least not at home.
Look!
-What is that? -I said I had an accident.
Have you found anything?
Not Ferhat's location, but I know how to find him.
This Ferhat is a complete snob.
His account has been inactive for a month. It's like he's disappeared.
-We know that already. -That's not all.
When I scrolled down, I saw he liked all the pics of two people.
Güneşkurt and Bahar95. So I went after the girl.
Ferhat liked all of Bahar95's pics and made a ton of comments.
He was hitting on her, hard.
And then, radio silence.
But someone named SerhatF1 appeared almost at the same time.
He started giving likes to Bahar95, and vice versa.
So F1Ferhat and SerhatF1 are one and the same.
Now, the interesting part.
Serhat's photos only show his car and not his face,
so finding him is going to be impossible.
Gotta find Bahar95 to reach him.
I'm positive they're seeing each other.
She does Pilates, lives around here, and runs in the park every morning.
Check the Pilates studios here and you'll definitely find her.
Maybe you could check.
You'll be compensated, of course.
A thousand liras a day. That's final, Pops.
If we're eating in, I'll make menemen.
I love menemen! But no onion, please. And lots of eggs.
Cover your legs.
Hello, ma'am.
Yes. All right.
It's Maide.
She wants to talk to you.
Maide?
Hello, Sadık?
Yes, Maide?
I can't believe this. Such a surprise. Seeing you on Instagram!
I can't believe it either.
We were just talking about you. Guess who I have here.
Don't say it's Rezzan.
Of course not.
I'm with Dr. Buket Köseoğlu.
A board member at K&S Health Group and an amazing person.
Okay, tell me.
She has a problem and needs some help.
I was saying, "Sadık can take care of it."
Then Şule told me you were in town.
She saw you on Instagram with Pınar?
Maide, two things.
First, I go by Adil now.
Second, I'm busy at the moment.
Come on, Sadık-- Adil.
Ms. Buket is both my friend and my psychiatrist.
Psychiatrist.
Maide, you know, I had an accident.
So I might actually need a doctor.
There you go. Great. How about tomorrow?
Only if it's in the morning.
Okay. Şule will let you know where you'll be meeting tomorrow.
Here.
Can I have tomorrow's 1,000 too?
No advances. This is only cab fare.
Be ready tomorrow. I'll call you after school.
You'll check out all the studios.
Just say, "I'm Bahar's friend. She recommended this place."
See if anyone knows her.
One more thing.
We might go to Kuruçeşme, to a club or a bar tomorrow night.
-So be ready. -Yes, boss.
-Sadık-Adil. -Yes?
-What the hell are you doing? -We're okay.
You idiot.
I didn't ask how you were. I asked what you were doing.
Oh. Well, we've found a woman who can provide access to Ferhat.
Apparently, she's hanging out at gyms.
I hired a girl who can get in and out easily,
who knows such neighborhoods.
But we need reinforcements.
I mean…
Someone with a car.
We need to stake out two places tomorrow.
And we need some money. Gym memberships, club entries. Yeah?
I'll send Hüso tomorrow.
Don't forget though, your debt is huge and your time is short.
Yes, Boss.
We were both military. So we were comrades.
But they discharged us a few years back because of this idiot.
Insubordination to superiors.
Easy. Put some there too, Zeynel.
Hüso, move that hand or I'll cut you.
The money Hüso brought…
Leave half here and take the rest.
Hüso, wait for my call.
You need to take Pınar a few places.
And we'll meet here tonight.
-Sister Pınar his niece. -Oh.
-Is it done? -Almost.
Don't press too hard. Gently. Be gentle, man.
An hour, tops. Postpone the meeting.
Yes, I'll make it to the board.
DAY 3
My uncle, Haşmet Köseoğlu,
he was attacked and killed in his home a month ago.
My Aunt Jale was badly wounded.
She identified the killers, but they haven't been found.
My uncle was both the CEO and owner of the place I work at.
So…
It was a double loss for us, in family and in business.
You're not gonna ask me to go after the killers, right?
My mother loves detective shows.
She watches old shows, reads detective novels.
She wants to hire a private eye.
What we need from you here is…
just confirm the findings of the police
and give my mother some peace of mind.
Can you tell me what you know, then?
What happened that night?
You haven't read it in the papers? There was quite a buzz.
No. Hamlet's the only thing I've been reading for months.
-Hamlet, huh? -Yes.
Okay.
There was a Moldovian couple working at the mansion, Ianna and Ranat.
They stole from my uncle the whole time they worked there.
Silverware, jewelry, cash…
And they got fired once it was found out.
So they decided to rob the safe in the mansion before leaving for Moldova.
That day, while the woman waits outside,
the husband sneaks in.
Unfortunately for everyone…
my uncle and his wife didn't go into town that weekend.
Ranat kills my uncle.
They force Aunt Jale to open the safe,
hit her over the head with the same club
and get away.
What do you think?
Can you help me?
I think so.
But first, you must help me.
What kind of help?
I'm in a lot of pain. And I need a prescription. A real one.
You want prescription painkillers?
Persuade my mom to hire you, and we can make an appointment.
One session. I don't have much time.
Neither do I.
Şule, this is Sadık.
You know the K&S Group, right?
Yes. Do some research about them.
Send me everything you find on this Haşmet Köseoğlu,
his children, his wife, and Buket Köseoğlu.
Okay. Thanks.
No, girl. Why are you so fussy? No.
Your coffee, ma'am.
Mom?
This is Mr. Adil.
Welcome, Mr. Adil.
-Would you like a drink? -No, thanks.
Please come in.
Please. Won't you take a seat?
No. I'd rather stand. I've been sitting all day.
Very well.
First of all, I like your name a lot.
Do you read?
Sherlock Holmes? Agatha Christie?
Well, Hammett's my favorite.
No offense, but authors like Christie, or Doyle, the author of Holmes,
wrote about incidents that don't really happen in real life.
I find them too fictionalized.
For example, in real life, killers are very close to the victim,
but in those novels it's always the person you least expect.
No one but the writer could solve those murders.
Let's say you had a murder that was explained in a reasonable way.
The case looks closed,
but something tells you the explanation isn't quite right.
And you're suspicious of certain people.
What would you do?
Here's what I'd do.
I'd focus on proving that the person I suspect is guilty.
See? Just like Columbo, no?
Mr. Adil, you're just what I need.
Besides, when I saw your clothes…
Buket, go play with Ateş. She's very fussy today.
Sure, Mom.
I know who the killer is, Columbo.
They killed my Haşmet.
I don't understand why no one believes me.
Who is it? It's me. Come here.
If I hadn't threatened to take this to the papers,
they wouldn't have let me hire you.
This is Ianna and Ranat.
COUPLE BRUTALLY ATTACKED!
No one believes they could have done it, except for Jale.
But the real killer is Jale.
Mrs. Jale? Your sister-in-law?
As you said just now,
the killer's always someone close.
But as far as I know, she got badly wounded that night, right?
Did she do that to herself?
She might have an accomplice. You must find them too.
That Jale is nothing but trouble.
She used to work at the reception.
She proved so skillful
that she got my Haşmet to marry her in four months.
I put nothing past her.
Amazing, right?
My daughter is determined and smart. Does what needs to be done.
-And so-- -Gorgeous, right?
I had nothing to do with that.
Haşmet brought her to me when she was two days old.
Her mom had died in childbirth.
That's never been a secret.
Jale had given birth too.
Haşmet was worried I'd be jealous of her.
The killer's someone in the family.
Mr. Haşmet's child, or children--
Yes, he had two.
Gülhan was his daddy's princess. They worshiped each other.
She's a doctor too. Vice-president of that huge conglomerate.
Canberk is good for nothing.
His dad bought his high school just so he could graduate.
I take it you're mostly staying here?
-Yes. I live on this floor. -Yes.
Buket's room is upstairs.
The day Haşmet was murdered, I was asleep over there.
I dreamt of him drowning.
I woke up screaming.
Şaziye came running upstairs.
-Can I keep these? -Sure.
Also…
I'd like to talk to the people who knew the couple well.
Kenan.
He was the butler here for 30 years.
He doesn't believe they did it either. He said it was nonsense.
So Jale fired him as soon as she got out of the hospital.
If we find Ianna and Ranat,
maybe we'll find the answers to some questions.
What do you think happened to them?
I don't know. They made them vanish.
"They?" Who are "they?"
Jale and her accomplice.
Not gonna give me your number, Columbo?
Of course I am.
You surprised me.
I didn't think you'd persuade my mom so easily.
I'm sure you know
your mother thinks your aunt is responsible for her brother's death.
She couldn't show any motive other than robbery, but…
This butler, Kenan. Do you think he might know something?
Kenan was fired when it was found out he was having an affair with Ianna.
The police found dirty pictures of them when they searched Ianna's room.
My mother was able to control the mansion for years through Kenan.
She was paying him extra money for that.
We're here.
Let's start with your past, Mr. Adil.
We moved to Eskişehir two years ago.
Me,
my fiancée Fatoş who was 20 years younger than I was,
and a woman who'd decided to adopt me.
Fatoş had just retired from prostitution.
She didn't want to live in sin with me. She thought it was wrong.
So we got married.
My new mom had inherited a house in Eskişehir.
And we had quite a bit of cash with us.
We decided to turn the house into a hotel.
Fatoş would be a manager of sorts
once the hotel was open,
so she wanted to get her high school diploma.
And I started studying philosophy
through distance education as a way to encourage her.
I made some promises to Fatoş,
I quit lots of things in my life.
I quit thinking.
I used to count the seconds without looking at the clock.
I quit that.
I quit drinking and smoking.
I had new habits now.
I started devouring books on literature and philosophy.
We were so happy, really.
Then what happens to every happy couple happened to us too.
Fatoş got pregnant. We found out it was a girl.
I haven't been good at happiness for as long as I can remember.
There's always a hitch.
The other shoe drops.
It dropped.
DONATED BY HAJI YUSUF EROL 1996
Not long now.
We're almost there.
Something went wrong during childbirth.
I don't know, maybe it was divine intervention.
Yağmur. We'd decided to name our daughter that.
Fatoş talked a lot about her mom.
She loved her and missed her a lot.
Because of Fatoş's profession, they weren't in contact.
She'd recently died.
She'd been buried in a village in Tosya.
So I decided on the spur of the moment to bury Fatoş next to her.
Suddenly,
Fatoş's father, who she didn't talk to,
shows up at the cemetery with some guy.
That's how I met my father-in-law the first time.
He was yelling,
"You can't bury that whore next to my wife."
I tried to persuade him calmly. I said, "Come on, it's your daughter."
He didn't listen. Kept on yelling.
I started to get mad after a certain point.
I must have gone crazy.
Whoa!
I broke one of his legs, then the other.
I was going to rip out his tongue for calling my wife a whore,
but someone hit me over the head and knocked me down.
It was Fatoş's brother-in-law.
The one who raped her when she was just 16.
When he was found out,
that bastard gave her father two lots of land.
That pimp of a father whose legs I broke.
I crushed his balls. I burst them.
-Wait! -I was gonna kill him.
The imam intervened, so I let the guy go.
Then I buried Fatoş
right next to her mother.
And I drove away.
A tire blew on the drive and the car flipped.
That's why I'm like this.
So? Have I earned that prescription?
-Adil… -No, it's officially Sadık Demir.
Sadık Demir.
I have to tell you in advance that these drugs are addictive
and should never be taken with alcohol.
You'll get half a pack from my assistant.
How about I give the rest to you on Sunday?
You can update me then.
-What do you think? -Sure.
Good. Anything else?
One last question.
It's just routine.
Where were you the night of the murder?
I was at home with Gülhan.
Canberk was in Antalya.
Here is the first half of the payment.
Here you go.
Oh, thank you.
Hello, Mr. Adil?
It's Kenan, the butler at the Köseoğlu Mansion.
-Lady İsmet gave me your number. -Wow.
You're looking for Ianna and Ranat?
Look, they are not thieves.
Jale orchestrated it all.
Orchestrated what?
Jale planted the jewelry in Ianna's room.
She's the killer.
-Did you tell the police this? -No, I didn't.
Jale first threatened and then fired me.
Weren't you fired because you were Ianna's lover?
Listen, Mr. Adil.
Ianna and Ranat weren't fired.
They found a job with better pay and left.
Timurlenk set it up. He'll know where they are.
-Who's Timurlenk? -He takes care of the dogs at the mansion.
I don't know if Timur's still there, but there's an old address.
I can give you that. A puppy farm in Gebze.
Okay, text it to this number.
-Hi, Daddy-o. -Hi.
That Hüso is a good guy but he's a bit cheap.
Look what I bought with just 3,000 liras in posh Ulus.
What were you guys up to?
Good news. We found Bahar95.
I even had a class with her PT. Her personal trainer.
Bad news, she hasn't been around the last 10 days.
The PT got suspicious when I asked them for her number.
Said, "Aren't you her friend?"
That's it for now. I need to go get settled.
-Bye! -Bye.
You'll go to this address tomorrow. Find Timur there.
See what kind of man he is, what he's like.
It's about that other job. I'll explain later.
So?
Nice.
I sent a photo to Ferhat.
Let him decide whether to choose Bahar95 or Pınar2001.
I'm sleeping here tonight. I can't go to Durdu's late.
Okay.
If it's okay, we're not going in, Adil. Not our kind of place.
Really?
Fine.
Sir! Don't you wanna buy roses for the beautiful ladies?
Okay, give me one.
We're gonna dance.
-Do you know this guy? -No, I don't.
-A glass of milk, please. -Yes, sir.
Wait! Whoa!
CoolDaddy, life with you is great! You're good for me.
God, you're dead inside!
There are ten guys here who'd give an arm to be you.
But I've earned a bonus.
SerhatF1's started hitting on me.
Giving me likes. I asked, "Is the car yours?"
Let's see what he says.
Sorry to disturb you, but I have news.
I showed Ferhat's photo to the bouncers at the door.
And what do you know,
the management gave them the same photo four days ago.
And left a number for them to call if they saw him.
So someone else is looking for him.
No. I looked at the number they had, and it's your number.
-But how? -I know.
They were told to call Sadık Demir at this number if they see him.
Is your last name Demir?
I'll call Hayati and tell him.
Wait. Don't call him.
Just…
Don't tell Hayati about this place. Tell him about the Pilates studios.
What are you playing at, Boss?
What's with Hayati?
-Thanks. -Sure.
-Why is Hüso not coming in? -He never does.
He was raided up the mountains about five years ago.
He hasn't been able to sleep indoors since then.
Come back
and tell me what to do.
Tell me and end this waiting,
this meaninglessness.
Come alive, my imagination.
Come alive, dreams that show me places I've never been.
Bring the ghost and settle in my eyes.
It's me.
Do you hear that?
An army of seagulls. Feels like they're flying over my head.
I couldn't sleep. Please.
Okay.
You called me Fatoş.
It's your wife's name, right?
Is she young?
Or older than you?
She was 24.
Did you get divorced?
What happened?
Liar. You said you took her to her mom.
I did.
I buried her next to her mother.
DAY 4
How are you, Şule?
Hello, Mr. Sadık.
Has Hüseyin delivered the package to you?
Yes, he did. I'm looking at it now.
Is there anything you'd like to add?
A little. Haşmet Köseoğlu was an ambitious doctor.
He created a hospital chain from scratch.
He was married twice.
Rumor has it he divorced his first wife because she was barren.
He met his second wife, Jale, while she was working at his hospital.
His son, Can, is a mess.
Couldn't even be a shoeshine without his last name.
His daughter, Gül, and Ms. Buket are great women.
Some call them The Red Cousins.
They grew up together, went to the same schools.
Pioneers in social projects too.
VP BUKET KÖSEOĞLU RESIGNS
Ms. Buket has radical ideas when it comes to medicine.
What's interesting is that the two are always together.
They barely have any photos alone
and it seems there's no man around them.
US DOCTOR KILLED IN ACCIDENT
-I emailed you a couple of links too. -Şule, you're the best. Thanks.
Zeynel, are you in Gebze?
I'm at the puppy farm, man.
I gave the guy working here 500 liras and he sang.
This Timur is a complete asshole.
His wife died 10 or 15 years ago.
She'd see patients in the hood, give them injections.
Their daughter, Filiz, had money problems when she died.
Cut off all ties with Timur after her mom died.
She says he's nuts.
I told the dog guy this was a legal matter concerning a will,
gave him your number, told him to call you.
I think he's in.
I showed him Ianna and Ranat's photo. He hasn't seen them.
Okay. I'll drop you a pin. All right.
What are we gonna do now?
Timur has been missing since the murder.
What do we have?
His daughter Filiz.
Yes, Pınar?
Guess what happened, Pops.
SerhatF1 sent me a pic of his Ferrari's registration.
The name on it is also Ferhat.
He said we could meet once he got some stuff done.
And I said I'd think about it if he waited for me on his knees.
We got the sucker.
Good girl.
Why aren't you at school at this hour?
Recess. Get that bonus ready.
Okay. I'm hanging up.
Nice of you to finally show up.
What's that? Are you walking around with a bedpan?
-Where's that idiot Hüso? -At the Pilates club, looking for Ferhat.
And you?
You slack off in the morning and fuck whores in the afternoon?
Huh? Of course…
And in the meantime, you feed me lies.
Why didn't you brief Hayati
about your outing in Kuruçeşme last night?
What're you up to?
Huh?
What were you doing in Gebze so early in the morning?
I sent him there!
-What? -I sent him!
I sent him.
And I told him not to tell you about Kuruçeşme.
Because I don't trust him!
He's going behind your back.
Stand up!
You're off this job. You're coming back with me.
Haluk will replace you.
If Zeynel's out, so am I.
You…
If you had a tiny bit of brains, you'd shit your pants when you see me.
I'll kill you with a flick of my finger.
I'm already dead.
I died in Tosya.
I'm in limbo, waiting for my time.
I do not set my life at a pin's fee.
Are you fucking high on those pills again?
Huh?
What do you care about Zeynel?
-What's he to you? -He's my friend!
My friend.
I knew his dad. He was a grocer.
He'd give us kids free candy on the holidays.
Zeynel's my friend.
Hayati, give him 200 dollars.
I want Haluk and Recep to fuck that whore.
Zeynel is off tonight.
-Shut up! -Wait…
Listen, you clown.
You'll find that idiot Ferhat by Tuesday and call me and say, "I found him, boss."
Or we'll come back and fuck you all.
Hüso and that whore you hired too.
-Wait. -Stop!
Wait.
Stop it!
My dad…
He was a shuttle driver.
He didn't hand out candy,
but he was a good man.
I'm gonna kill those two.
Hayati too.
Just them?
Are you being serious?
I'm in.
From now on, I'll do whatever you say,
brother.
You stood up to them. That's enough.
But…
We have to be careful at every step.
They know everything about us.
They probably put a tracking device on the car.
And they gave us the phones.
I'm sure it's that prick Hayati.
I need to take Maria home.
Okay.
Good news!
No menemen tonight. Pizza, on me.
Hüso strong-armed the PT and we got Bahar's address.
But she wasn't home. The doorman said she was away.
Hüso and I'll stake out the house tomorrow.
You know what?
That 300,000 liras of mine.
Can I withdraw it a bit sooner?
My boyfriend has this great business opportunity.
And he wants to do it together.
It's so rare that I like someone and they like me back.
Come on, Pops. Please.
Does this boyfriend have a name?
Mert.
Call Mert.
Say, "My mother confiscated the money because I'm a minor."
"We'll have to wait a year."
What does that mean?
You want the 300,000?
Call him then.
We can't let this fly, chief.
We won't.
We'll get even, but all in good time.
We'll wait.
All right.
From now on, I'll do as you say.
You're the only one we'll take orders from.
So it seems.
I've become "brother" to Zeynel and "chief" to you.
I'll clean up and then wait for my comrade in the car.
What do you mean you can't wait a year?
Is money all you care about? Goddamn you!
Don't be angry at yourself.
These things happen.
Youth is a time of disappointments.
Is this supposed to console me?
No one has ever loved me.
Ever.
Could you do me a favor?
Could you hold me?
Come here.
-You know what? -Yeah?
Say you love me, I'll love you back.
That's not how it works.
Love is unconditional, little one.
You love a person without expecting something in return.
I'm Gen Z, Pops.
Nothing's free for us.
Is that so?
Well, then I'll ask a favor of you too.
How? With sex?
You have to find Ferhat quickly, preferably by tomorrow.
Then we'll have to take a shortcut.
Let's see how good a photographer you are.
Good news!
Ferhat got back to me right away.
He has a guest who's leaving tomorrow.
Look, the moron texted his address too.
Well done.
You need loving hands taking care of you.
Have you been smoking?
Hear the seagulls?
They're here again.
Give it a rest.
Fine, you can sleep here.
Keep your arms and legs to yourself.
You kinda like me, don't you?
Like today, love tomorrow.
I sure do miss smoking.
Why don't you just light one up?
Because I promised someone not to.
We need a clean car. Okay?
We'll take Pınar's phone, forward our calls there.
Any caller will reach us there.
We'll leave our phones home.
What are you? Spies?
No way I'm giving up my phone.
Okay, but one condition.
I get to come along too.
Bingo!
Ferhat wants to meet tonight.
He is worried I'll get away, the stupid womanizer.
Care to bet, Pops?
I'll have him on his knees tonight. You'll see.
DAY 5
Is this it?
If things go sideways inside, get behind me.
Sadık loves Pınar!
Stop it. Be serious.
-Welcome! -Are you ready, Ferrari?
-What's going on? -Stop moving!
I didn't do anything, sir!
-Shut up! -All right!
Didn't I tell you he'd be on his knees?
-Go inside. -Sir… Please don't.
Move.
Close that door.
Wow, fuck me.
Yes, Ferhat.
We're gonna take that tape off.
Do not scream.
Or this guy will shoot you right there.
Got it?
Sir…
-Sir, I swear-- -Shh.
I did nothing wrong, sir.
Mr. Sadık, that woman was crazy.
She was insane.
How do you know my name? Do you know me?
-Tell me how! -Speak!
Sir… Sir, we've been texting.
It's in my messages. Search for "Sadık Demir."
You texted me, sir.
"You killed my Yasemin, I'm gonna kill you."
Who's Yasemin?
She's Boss's niece.
They told us she died in a car accident a few months back.
Turns out there was a boy she loved, and she killed herself because of him.
At Boss's place, no less.
Did she kill herself because of you?
-For this fuckin' loser? -What's that have to do with me?
She was your ex-fiancée, sir.
You texted me.
"You killed Yasemin, I'll kill you."
You texted me so many times.
I did nothing wrong, sir. I swear. Please.
-Okay, shut up. -Please…
What do you do for work?
I see. You spend your dad's money.
Okay. What does he do?
A member of parliament, sir. And former law enforcement.
Hell, son. Why not just tell him?
This was my second incident.
He'd told me not to bother him again, sir.
Okay, fine.
Take a photo of him like this.
Whose apartment is this?
It's a rental. Still ten more days on the lease.
Ferhat, we're not the ones who want to kill you.
It's Yasemin's uncle.
We don't like him either, so we're not gonna touch you.
But you have to disappear quickly.
Stop posting things online, okay?
And we're keeping your phone.
Get his passcode.
Tell me, Serhat Ferhat, is that Ferrari yours?
Some man you are.
Boss thinks Ferhat is responsible for his niece's death.
So he decides to kill him.
But there's a big hitch.
The brat's father is an MP.
So, it's too high risk.
And then I have my accident.
The police reach Boss through the registration of the car.
Boss hears what happened.
He and Hayati come up with a solution.
They get a phone first,
and start texting Ferhat from that number, pretending to be me.
He says he'll kill him, he'll cut him up, etcetera.
Make him think that I am the jealous fiancée.
That's where you guys come in.
You come to Tosya,
get me out of the hospital and take me to Boss.
Boss gives me the phone he texted Ferhat from.
Of course, they delete the texts.
They hand me a gun to get my fingerprints on it.
What did Boss tell me that day?
"Just find him and let me know." Why?
Why, brother?
Because he didn't want me to talk to Ferhat.
If I did, I'd figure it all out.
Remember the other night when we went to the club?
They'd given them my number to call if they recognized Ferhat, right?
It was all there.
Say I found Ferhat and called Boss.
You know what would happen?
A bullet in Ferhat's head
from the gun with my prints on it,
and another bullet in mine.
Newspaper headlines for the next day would be,
"Jilted lover
shoots the man who drove his fiancée to suicide,
then kills himself with the same gun."
Chief, you're something else.
You saw the big picture so quickly. Praise be.
But they'll know we figured it out soon enough.
Yes.
They will.
But, you know…
this is mainly my problem.
You might want to stay out of it.
Brother.
Do we look like people who'd let their chief or their comrade down?
Just tell us your plan.
We take down Boss and Hayati.
Well, he has eight guys.
Not great odds.
I'm aware of that.
But I thought of something.
-Smart as a whip. -Incredible.
Do you still have Tevfik's videos?
What you want them for?
To try and save our asses.
Are we in danger?
You'll go back to school on Monday.
Stay away from us for a while.
You're in love with me, you just don't know yet.
And it's not fake love.
It's the most real one there is.
Maide, get me a meeting with the CEO of Kaan Incorporated.
As soon as possible.
All right?
I have information to give him about his twins' killer.
DAY 6
-Good morning. -You're quite punctual.
It's 11:00 sharp.
Your mother not in?
I told you,
she's up all night watching her shows.
Doesn't get up before noon.
I see. You wanted to talk to me alone.
Okay, I'll start first.
All quiet on the murder front.
I assume I've earned the rest of my meds?
I have a question for you.
Have you ever wondered who your biological parents were?
Have you looked for them?
I'm curious why you're so interested in my past.
Family history is crucial in a murder case.
Hoppa!
Oh, and they call you the Red Doctor.
Isn't it a paradox, living like this and being a leftist?
Well, better to be left-wing and not match your home
than to be right-wing.
So I assume this "One Day A Week" project belongs to you?
Gül and I came up with it.
It's going so well.
In fact, we're planning on making it twice a week.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
Hi.
My cousins, Gül and Can.
Mr. Adil is a lawyer.
-I'm consulting with him. -Hello.
The company has so many legal experts, but you went with him?
Good morning.
-Welcome, Mr. Adil. -Good morning. Thanks.
-How are you? -Thanks. Have a seat.
The surgery went great. I lost 90 pounds.
And another seven pounds with the skin surgery.
It's great.
Your mother isn't here?
She can't go out. She's still in pain.
It would do her good. She must be bored.
This Bosporus air would've been good for her.
Don't worry Lady İsmet, I'll bring her along next time.
But first you have to convince Thelma and Louise here to help me out!
Why are you looking at me like that?
I didn't start those nicknames. They're in your yearbook.
By the way, I picked a company to promote our center.
-The Cevizli Agency. -What?
-Fire that woman this very day. --But--
She was so mean to these girls. Remember?
She almost got them expelled.
My dear aunt, she's great at what she does.
A star! That's why I picked her.
Are you guys still mad at Şükran? Really?
You fire that woman and that's final.
It was my idea to gather everyone here.
I wanted you to meet Jale too,
but the witch must have sensed the danger and run.
What have you found?
Nothing so far, but don't worry. I'm waiting to hear from someone.
Be right back.
Be like Columbo. Find the killer and follow them.
I believe in you.
The remaining 2,500 dollars.
My investigation isn't over yet. I need the full ten days.
-So we'll be seeing each other again? -Maybe.
-Mr. Can. -Hey!
-You're going across? -Yes.
-Can I come with? -Sure, hop in.
See you.
Be sure to drop by once the center's open, okay?
Miss Şükran! Hello.
You know, I was just about to call you.
I have a small errand out of town…
Yes, let's sign the contract when I'm back, okay?
No!
It's not about Thelma and Louise.
Thanks. Okay, thank you. Talk soon.
I don't know who this Şükran is, but your aunt wasn't happy about her.
Right. It's all Buket and Gül's fault.
They had an argument in middle school, right?
She's been their nemesis since.
-Got it. Still, huh? -Exactly.
Should I speed up? Huh?
Good, right?
NATURAL HEALTH CENTER
Hi.
How are you?
Still feeling as bad as when you left me.
Cheer up.
This is our first date. Let's savor it.
So? Tell me.
What was your wife like? The second one?
I wanna know.
What you liked about her, why you loved her.
Was it her face?
Or her body?
Never mind. We can talk about all that at dinner.
Should we eat somewhere around here?
We can talk, get to know each other.
Share deep dark secrets, huh?
Pınar.
Tevfik's dead.
Was it you?
But I delivered him to his killer.
To think I was trying to make you love me.
-Sadık? -Adil! Yes, Maide?
Mr. Kaan is expecting you at 8:00 p.m.
These are dangerous men, Sadık-- Adil.
Rumor has it they're connected to the Chechen mafia.
Okay. I'll text you the address.
He was a terrible person.
Even worse than you, but still…
I know.
We have to postpone the dinner. Someplace I have to be.
So, this Ranat and Ianna
became friends with Timur, the guy taking care of the mansion's dogs,
and they all decided to rob the house together.
It wasn't a planned murder,
but an unfortunate coincidence that the owner was home.
This is my second case. We have no secrets now.
Thanks.
Also, Pınar's not my niece.
I know her brother.
Tell Hüso this too.
KAAN HOLDING
Bring them up? They're clean.
-Which one of you is Sadık? -Me.
Sadık Demir. Speak. I'm listening.
I need to get my phone back to show you something in it.
It's a ritual.
The masked people are your twins.
You might know the place. It's your mansion that burned down.
There's another video. Tap on that.
The young man there is Tevfik.
He supplied your twins young women and men to torture,
even to kill.
The other man is an odd mafia guy known as Boss.
He was more the jealous type, a tough guy.
He killed your twins and Tevfik, and then set it all on fire.
Why did you wait till now? Why are you being honest all of a sudden?
What do you want? Money?
Your twins' killer is now after us. He wants to kill us too.
My men and I need to kill him before he kills us.
But there's a problem. We're only three. They're at least eight.
What makes you think I'll help you?
I met your twins at that mansion they lived in.
They loved hunting.
If that love is hereditary,
you wouldn't miss this chance, I think.
The chance to get revenge.
And the videos you have?
They'll be buried.
I don't trust people I haven't bought.
It's the principle I have in business.
And I don't trust people who try to buy me.
That's my principle.
We have a common goal.
Revenge.
Get a team of six ready.
And a private jet.
You never came here.
We never had this conversation.
You'll have the men you need the day after tomorrow.
Talk to Selami about the details.
Hello, Mr. Adil. I just got a call from the police.
Ianna and Ranat's bodies
were found on a path in the Strandzha Mountains.
The police think they froze to death
after getting lost trying to cross to Bulgaria.
So it's over.
That means the case is closed.
Let's meet for coffee.
-Talk about the details. -Okay.
DAY 7
Here's what we'll do.
I'll give you the remaining 2,500 dollars,
and after this we'll go to Mom's.
You'll break the news to her and tell her the investigation is over.
-What is it? -It isn't finished.
I'm not done investigating.
I'll get to the bottom of this, like Columbo.
Indulge me two more days.
Columbo?
What does that mean?
It means I need to find a new suspect.
I told you,
it is stupid to think Aunt Jale was involved.
I don't mean Mrs. Jale.
Who, then?
You.
-Me? -Yes, you.
The health project that means so much to you…
was facing an obstacle in your uncle.
A threat.
He could've shut down the whole program
anytime he wanted to, right?
Remember I told you I was with Gül that night?
I have witnesses. Mom and at least three more people.
But I'm wondering,
why not Canberk, or Gül, or anyone else but me?
Because this is more dramatic.
I read Hamlet, remember? Don't underestimate me.
Besides, I made a promise to your mother.
The Columbo thing.
And you can be sure that, as soon as we leave this place,
I'll be coming for you.
You're an interesting man.
This is the remainder of your pay. Our arrangement is over.
The medication?
You know I don't prescribe without having a session.
-Wasn't this one? -We'll never see each other again.
Stay away from me and my mother, Mr. Columbo.
Oh, and…
You didn't get a flat tire on the way back from Tosya.
You're aware what you tried to do that day, right?
And you'll try it again.
See you soon, Ms. Buket.
Very soon.
SELAMİ MOBILE
Your order's being prepared.
The package will arrive in Istanbul at 7:00 p.m. tomorrow.
We can start the job around 9:00 p.m.
Wow. The places some people live in.
Hello.
-Welcome. -Thanks.
Ateş is tied up in her enclosure.
Have a stroll in the garden, my child.
Columbo, I have a bad feeling about this Ranat story.
Let's assume Jale isn't the killer,
but I still don't believe those poor things were the perpetrators.
-You know what we should do? -What?
Find a new suspect.
Why are you home early?
Got a migraine. I'm gonna rest.
All right, go get some sleep.
Yes. I think your mother's right.
Migraines are the worst.
Take a strong painkiller and rest up.
I want you out of here, now.
Buket, I invited him.
He introduced himself as Adil, but his real name's Sadık.
He's using you to make me write prescriptions.
Only the part about my name is true.
Anyway, I'll go.
Give me two days, okay?
-I'll find the real killer in two days. -Promise?
-Mom! -Go to your room!
Mom, this man is a total fraud!
Isn't it true that you were disbarred, have been in and out of prison,
and are addicted to drugs, Mr. Adil?
Or should I say Sadık?
It's all true.
-See you later. -Not a chance.
Let's go.
What do you think of my new scent?
I climbed up the side stairs in the garden.
Three rooms with amazing views…
The scent?
Found it in the largest room.
I think it was the angry girl's. Buket, was it?
I got a whiff downstairs.
What would you have done if she'd rushed upstairs?
The acoustics in the stairway were great. I could hear every word, Pops.
I came down as soon as the yelling stopped.
Can we go shopping?
Nope. I have things to do.
Mr. Canberk, I have a favor to ask.
-Şükran? -Şükran Cevizli.
-Adil. -Hello.
Any friend of Canberk is a friend of mine.
I hope I can help you.
You and Canberk go way back, I take it?
Unfortunately, my connection was to his sister.
From school.
Take a seat.
I'm here.
You ditch me when I suggest shopping.
Who is this Şükran?
I've learned crazy things, little one.
Stop calling me "little one"! Tell me.
This Şükran Cevizli,
she was friends with Buket and Gülhan back in school.
They had an argument one day, over something,
then she was pushed down the stairs and was permanently disabled.
So they pushed her?
It wasn't ever proven,
but she says she's sure it was them.
Okay, but why?
When they were in school, a rumor spread about Buket and Gülhan being lovers.
And they were sure Şükran had started it.
And I wouldn't doubt that, because she does seem the type.
Anyway, Şükran tore Buket a new one.
She said no one wanted her, that she was a parasite.
Next night,
down the stairs she went.
She was left disabled.
So the nice-smelling woman
has a temper and is dangerous, huh?
Şükran says she's sure it was Gülhan and not Buket.
"Hello, Mr. Zeynel."
-Mr. Zeynel? -It's our Zeynel.
"I'm Filiz Anlı. Timur Anlı's daughter."
"I hear you want to talk to me about a will concerning my father."
"I called you twice. We can meet if you tell me more."
-Who's that? -Daughter of someone we're looking for.
Nice. Let's go.
Brother?
What's wrong? Couldn't sleep?
Something stuck in my mind.
It's at the tip of my tongue.
Like a shoelace, it'll come unraveled if I pull one end.
You'll figure it out. I'm sure you're seeing the big picture.
Right, the big picture.
Picture.
Photograph…
What is it, brother?
I got you.
Well done, Zeynel.
I'm going to write a murder story now.
Half facts, half of it from here.
About, my brain!
Go back inside. You're not dressed for snow. Go on.
All right. Good luck.
SECOND SHOCK AT K&S HOSPITAL!
NEWLY RECRUITED DOCTOR FROM THE U.S. FALLS VICTIM TO DRUNK DRIVING
-Hello? -Good morning, Mr. Adil.
We need to talk.
Oh dear.
You said "I'll never talk to you," not even 24 hours ago.
The text you sent me at midnight…
What do you want?
Just wanted to remind you I was still Columbo.
-Let's talk. -Sure.
Three o'clock. At the mansion.
Where your uncle was killed.
Tell Gülhan to be there.
Okay.
DAY 8
Today, here at the scene of the crime,
I'm going to put an end to your game.
Besides a photograph, what evidence do you have?
The story of two beautiful women.
Let's start with you.
Mrs. Jale got pregnant with Gülhan.
Upon hearing about this, İsmet went crazy with jealousy.
Now Jale would inherit everything.
İsmet didn't have children.
That's when your uncle stepped in.
He bought you from a nurse who'd given birth to twins.
Your deadbeat dad was in prison.
Your mother was all alone, desperate.
That day, you were separated from your twin, yes.
But you found a companion who'd be with you all your life.
Gülhan.
Years went by. Life was good.
Until your real father, Timur, showed up.
He showed up and blackmailed you and your uncle.
That's how you found out you had a twin.
You looked for her and found her.
Your mother was long dead.
The poor girl was alone.
You took her in, you helped her out,
you even helped your dad.
Since these dogs in your yard came from his farm,
you must still be in touch.
Dr. Haşmet turned making money into an art form.
K&S HOSPITALS
He was constantly opening up new hospitals.
His daughter was like him.
What his son lacked in intelligence, sophistication and good looks,
she had in abundance.
Soon the company would be hers.
It all started with Canberk's suggestion to open up a genetics center, right?
A center for genealogical testing.
In fact, on the opening day
the first blood samples were yours.
The results?
Turned out Gülhan wasn't Haşmet's daughter.
The most important person in your life,
whom you've been in love with since you were six,
wasn't going to share the Köseoğlu's wealth.
And the CSR projects you worked on together
would be thrown away,
and she'd possibly get thrown out of the mansion.
There's your motive.
And you found a solution.
Your father, Timur the Lame,
made Ranat and Ianna an offer they couldn't refuse.
So they left the mansion.
After they left, their room was broken into,
and the jewels were planted.
They were accused of robbery.
The plan was working.
The killer was created even before the murder was committed.
İsmet said she was sleeping in her room that night.
She had a nightmare, and woke up screaming.
Everyone in the mansion rushed to her side.
But you two? You didn't go down.
Don't tell me you didn't hear anything.
The other day when I was there, I had a young lady with me.
She said she saw some stairs while taking a tour of the garden
and climbed them and went into your room.
And she heard everything we said downstairs.
Every word.
When İsmet fell asleep watching her shows,
you left the house and came straight here to the mansion.
You already knew the dogs.
I'm sure it was easy to calm them down.
And then you snuck in.
I wonder what Mr. Haşmet thought
when he saw you there?
And it didn't end with Haşmet's death. Someone else knew about it all.
Dr. Çetin.
Convenient he died in a car accident and the driver wasn't identified.
Then there's Ranat and Ianna.
Your father took them to Strandzha to cross the border,
and he killed them there.
It's my turn now.
You haven't got it quite right.
The story begins when Jale begins working at the hospital.
Haşmet Köseoğlu wants that radiant girl as soon as he sees her
and decides to pursue her.
He even threatens to fire her if she refuses his advances.
But the head doctor isn't actually after her beauty.
What he wants is a young, healthy brood who'll give him a son.
Gül! You don't have to tell him.
No, I will.
Quite a bit of time passes.
The son Haşmet Köseoğlu wants isn't born,
and life becomes a living hell for my mother.
The threats of divorce turn into physical abuse,
and young Jale finds a solution.
Her ex-fiancée.
True, the trouble began when they figured I wasn't a Köseoğlu.
That shameless Dr. Çetin came to me first.
Blackmailed me for a million dollars,
and made an offer I won't be recounting here.
I told him he couldn't ethically share the results with others,
and kicked him out of my office.
I was so naive.
He told Haşmet.
That night, Haşmet called me a bastard, and my mother a whore.
The daughter he'd been proud of all his life,
suddenly turned into a bastard, something to discard.
If you'd seen what he did to us, especially to my mother that night…
Ianna and Ranat weren't killed.
They changed their minds at the last minute.
They didn't want to go back to Moldova
and took the money from Timur near the border and ran.
Then got lost in Strandzha and froze to death.
-Even if that's true, so what? -What happens is important!
All this wealth, all these hospitals…
Who do you think should take over?
What would Canberk do with all of this?
Get fat and get skinny again,
sleep around using his last name,
get rid of the CSR projects we started to get treatment for people without means,
party all the money away, right?
I'm asking you.
Which one is more important? What I did…
or why I did it?
Righteousness? Good? Evil?
All open to interpretation.
So, what are you gonna do?
I'm gonna negotiate.
I'll ask Ms. Buket for another prescription.
No chance.
What kind of killer are you?
-Buket! Give him the prescription! -No!
Okay, I'll get a doctor to write you any prescription.
I'll give you money too.
What's wrong?
Just like Columbo does it…
One last thing. Why did you shoot Jale?
It was an accident.
My naive mother intervened to save him and got the third bullet.
I've been as big a fool as Hamlet.
Your savior Buket couldn't answer,
because she wasn't there.
You are the killer.
Maide said you were incompetent.
Our child. The three of us.
Most creative.
This…
This is not just a good murder plan.
This…
is a work of art.
Your egg, Gülhan?
Your twin is carrying Gülhan's eggs.
-A girl? -A girl.
I wanted a girl too, but it just didn't happen.
Someone's misfortune became an unborn girl's fortune, huh?
I won't tell İsmet.
The inheritance of the Köseoğlus is going to a new lineage.
Hamlet…
passed on the wealth to an innocent.
And the rest is silence.
DAY 9
What's with the sudden show of affection?
Get your stuff.
You're going to Durdu's in an hour. You can't stay here.
What are you gonna do?
We have something to take care of.
-Is it dangerous? -Kind of.
Don't call or text us
until you hear from me.
You'll be okay, right?
Don't worry.
Here.
Keep it.
We're ready.
We're about to start.
Wow, Sadık-Adil. Such an honor.
Spit it out!
We'll corner Ferhat tonight.
He wants to meet the girl I hired. They'll have dinner, and then--
The motherfucker'll bring the girl home, right?
The girl will open the door to let Zeynel and Hüso in to grab him.
-And we'll call you. -Okay, leave that fucker to my men.
They'll take care of him.
He'll sic his dogs on us now.
They must be on their way already.
Good. They'll get separated.
He texted me. "Call me when Sadık's not there."
Be quiet.
-Hello? -Am I on speaker?
Yes, Boss. Hüso is here too.
Listen.
When you find out where Ferhat's holed up,
restrain Sadık-Adil
and secure the phones.
Then come straight here.
-Okay? -Okay, Boss.
Okay, now we call Selami.
This is it.
Let's go.
Haluk and his men are after us.
Selami, they're following us.
I'm turning into that street we talked about. Okay.
What's this? Who are these people?
Turn back!
Who the hell are they?
Wow.
Grab their phones.
Where's the damn phone?
Be quiet.
Hello? We're outside Ferhat's.
The girl let Zeynel and Hüso in.
I'm waiting in the car.
Bravo, Sadık-Adil. Stay where you are.
Okay.
Brother, this one is Haluk's phone. Just got a text.
He said the password's 1234.
It's Hayati.
"Are Zeynel and Hüso in?"
What should I write back?
He'd probably say… "Affirmative. They're in."
Should I send that photo of Ferhat to Boss now?
Yes.
Fucking asshole.
-He's calling. -Answer.
Hello?
All good, Boss.
Hüso's taking care of Sadık.
Yes. We took care of the other one.
That's right.
Oh. Haluk and others are here too?
Okay, Boss.
Yes, Mr. Hayati?
That's right, sir.
Yes, the lawyer's in the trunk.
We got their phones. We're leaving now.
Yes, sir.
Brother.
Haluk, Recep.
Give them to me.
-Hello? -Selami.
Zeynel is coming to you.
He has a score to settle with those two,
and after that we can leave.
Yes, to the garage. Okay, thanks.
-Zeynel, sir! -Sir, don't!
-Please, sir! -Sir!
I cut both their dicks off,
stuffed them in their mouths,
and shot them in the head.
Let's go.
Ready, comrade?
We were never here. You didn't see us. You don't know us.
Chief, maybe we shouldn't burn the cars?
We'll take a few to the next street and then sell them.
As you wish.
GARAGE
DANGER ZONE KEEP OUT
You said I'd get it when my arm healed.
Sadık…
Help…
Help.
Call.
Tell them to get me.
Call. I'll pay you.
In the safe.
The passcode…
Istanbul…
Adil.
You're not the ghost I was expecting.
I'm Hamlet no more.
NEW HEAD STREET
Raskolnikov…
Why did he hit Alyona Ivanovna in the head with an axe?
Did he discover evil?
Brother?
The safe.
The year Istanbul was conquered.
Was it me?
It was you.
Come on, brother. We're good to go.
"Oh, that this too, too solid flesh-- Thaw-- Into a dew--"
"Or God…"
Chief!
Let's get out of here, Zeynel.
Those guys sure play it safe.
Everyone in there is gone forever.
Eight people in total.
But which glory comes without a price?
Eight people died in The Tragedy of Hamlet as well.
Listen to him. He's lost it again.
He vomited again.
He's poisoned himself,
mixing the pills with whiskey.
He's calling someone's name.
Did you get the name, Zeynel?
You didn't get a flat tire on the way back from Tosya.
What time is it?
It's seven in the morning, still dark.
What happened?
You poisoned yourself and almost died!
Thank your stars you vomited your guts out in the tub.
Are you okay?
No more pills! We put them away.
-Where are the guys? -Inside.
We were terrified, Adil.
Hüso slept indoors for you. Imagine that.
Huh?
-There he is! -Whew!
-Chief… -Whew.
You gave us such a scare, chief. I swear you did.
Thank goodness.
You're okay?
Good. We should get going.
We'll get the cars to a comrade's garage in Eyüp.
He'll sell them off.
Let's go. Thank God you're all right.
As I said,
I was registered late.
And I'm not Sadık anymore.
Not Adil either.
Öcal, Hıncal…
Pick one for the Bad Man.
DAY 10
Whoa! What the hell is that?
It is 325,000 dollars,
250,000 euros,
and 75,000 liras.
Give Maria 25,000 dollars.
Okay? Divide the rest in three.
You don't think I'm entitled to some too?
-One third is yours. -Cut you out, brother?
No way.
We'll divide it in four. If it weren't for you--
Right now, more painkillers are all I need.
So you're giving up your share?
Nothing to buy where I'm going.
Wait a second, chief.
No way. We go wherever you go.
What am I gonna do with this, shove it up my ass?
Sorry, kid.
No need to get upset, comrades.
Why don't we partner up?
In Adil's-- Öcal's hotel business.
Geez, Hüso!
Have some manners.
Rumor is you've eaten all the meatballs in İnegöl.
Sorry, kid, but…
Chief, you need to warn your niece.
She hurt my pride. Completely unwarranted.
Yeah! My comrades are the best!
-Sing us a folk song. -No.
-Please. -Come on!
-Just one.
-Come on! -Just sing.
METROPOLITAN MUNICIPALITY ODUNPAZARI DISTRICT
My boy!
Welcome.
My dear. I've missed you so.
-How are you? -I'm okay.
Better with you here.
-Hello, Auntie. -Auntie?
He's crazy. Call me "miss" at least.
He kissed my hand.
Who are these lunatics?
-My comrades. -That we are.
And the girl?
-They enlist girls now? -Not yet.
Pınar. Wants to be our receptionist.
-Welcome, Pınar. -Thanks.
How do I do this?
Question.
Reception's a good start. What's after that though?
A confession, Mr. Öcal.
Never in my life have I felt
as alive as I have in the last ten days.
This must be what they call happiness.
And I might just love you.
Just so you know.
I think I love you too, little one.
You've condemned me to life.
BASED ON THE NOVEL "TEN DAYS OF A BAD MAN" BY MEHMET EROĞLU
Subtitle translation by: Bilge Gündüz