Saýara

Based on true stories...

Istanbul, Turkey - Present Day.

Son of a whore...

What is it?

A man from Istanbul has been charged with battery,

for assaulting his fiancee a month before their wedding

on the grounds that she was wearing tight tracksuits in public.

The series of unfortunate events continued.

After some time, the young man

came to his ex-fiancee's office and offered to make up.

When he was turned down by the young woman

"he rained bullets on the place, with his father's pistol."

Son of a whore...

A classic son of a whore, alright.

A funny phrase to say, isn't it?

- Such a mouthful pronunciation. - What?

"Son of a whore".

Puffing your cheeks and puckering your mouth in a "O" shape.

A satisfactory pronunciation.

Yeah. I love saying it too.

Good morning, Mr. Baris!

- Good morning Mr. Baris, welcome! - Good morning guys.

- How are you all doing? - Great.

- Take it easy. - See you later. Take care.

What's up?

- Hello. - We're good. How are you?

Not much.

Welcome.

- It's so hot. - Your hair looks great.

Later.

Sayara.

Hello, how are you?

I didn't see you all day.

Thank you.

Hey Sayara, well, I've been meaning to talk to you.

You see... We have plenty of female customers.

More than our male clients in fact.

And there is a strong demand for these self-defense

lessons from our female customers, lately.

But our teachers are generally

more like PT types you know.

Well, I've been thinking to myself for a while.

Then it hit me; How about Sayara?

How do you mean?

Your sister told me a little bit about you.

My sister?

What did she say?

That back in the day

in school in Turkmenistan nobody could mess with you.

She says you won a lot of tournaments when you were younger.

You never mentioned that to me.

Well. I'm not going to lie...

Look

I did check the security camera a couple of times...

I mean, your early morning exercises are so slick.

You move proper like a martial artist.

Come, be an instructor here.

Anyone can mop the floor, right?

I mean...

You don't need to take off your scarf or anything.

If it's the problem for you...

No, it's not about that.

Well...

- I promised my father. - Excuse me?

I gave my word to my father. I promised.

For what?

That I will never use what I learned from him.

Gee.

Why is that?

But I'm not asking you to use your skills on anyone.

I'm asking if you could teach.

To those who need it, to those who demand it...

To teach. You know?

- See you later, teacher. - See you later.

- Later, sir. - Later.

Alright. Well...

No point to force it if you don't want to...

I just thought you might be bored of cleaning the floors here.

But never mind.

Maybe we talk again another time.

Cool?

Good evening.

Mr. Baris!

Yes?

Good evening.

Come on.

I came to pick you up.

You have the key too?

Yeah. I do.

Why?

What do you mean why?

Well. You are not working here.

Girl, didn't I find you this job?

- So? - So?

We are very close with Baris.

He trusts me. He gave me the key.

But why? What is it that you do here?

Sayara. What is it?

Are you in a bad mood, as usual?

Why are you upset? What is it?

Why did you tell Baris about our father?

Sayara!

You told him alright.

Look.

I thought I'd be helpful.

I just thought you could do what you love the most and be happy.

That's all there's to it.

Instead of sweeping the floor all day there...

I know I'm not the perfect big sister.

Come on, don't start that now. Please.

Well, not that, but...

Really...

Okay, okay, I shut up.

Never mind.

What is it?

What's this?

Sayara, I forgot something in the gym.

- I'll be right back. - Sister!

Wait.

Sister, I said!

Sayara, I just need to pick up something I forgot. I said. Wait.

Are you a psycho?

Watch your tone with your elder sister!

Are you a psycho, sister?

Everyone in the gym is talking about you. Are you aware?

You see what you put us through?

I told you to let go of my arm, Sayara! Let it go!

What the fuck?

Yonca?

You whore!

- Yonca stop! - Look at me!

- Look at me, I said! - What are you doing!

- What are you doing! - Let me see your face!

- What are you doing! - Come on! Let me see that face.

- Let me go! - God damned, let her go!

Gül!

Are you okay? Let me see your face!

Let me see your face, I said!

You broke her nose, you psycho bitch!

Have you no shame to fuck a married man with kids? You slut!

Hey, Yonca!

Enough! God damned, I kill you!

Calm down!

Enough! For fuck's sake!

Gül...

What kind of maniac are you?

You became a psychopath.

Just because we fucked a couple times?

How many times did this happen?

How many times did this happen?

People talk about us, you cunt!

Don't you have no pride?

No self respect?

Didn't I tell you from the start?

I said I have a family.

I said there can't be anything between us, we can't be lovers.

My wife isn't jealous of me, who the fuck are you to spy on me, bitch?

Because your wife doesn't know what kind of man you are.

Look...

Don't you call me or text me no more.

Do not come to this gym. Do you understand me?

Get the fuck out of here!

Ok. I'll go.

And then what will you do?

Can you be as rough with the other girls

you're fucking, as you get with me?

Shut up! Shut up!

Do other girls allow you to beat them like I do?

Erase my number from your phone.

Leave the keys to the gym.

And get the fuck out of my life.

Don't you ever ask me for a penny again. Understood?

Don't you dare...

Yeah?

What? What are you going to do? What are you going to do bitch?

What are you going to do?

I'll send your wife our videos.

I swear to God, if you do such a thing

I will kill you, Yonca.

Cross my heart, I will kill you.

And I will tell my father too.

We call it a suicide.

No one can do nothing...

I'll send your mother and your sister back. Deport them.

They can eat shit for all I care.

You understand?

What are you crying for, you psychopath?

Dear God, what have I got myself into!

God damned bitch.

Yes, it's my fault. It's my fault.

I sheltered you all this time. It's my fault.

What are you doing?

OK, I apologize.

Let's make up.

Come on, fuck you, Yonca.

I'm really sorry Baris... Please.

Please, what?

Let's make up.

Are you a maniac, girl?

Yes. I am! You didn't know?