Eyyvah Eyvah 3

Bravo, Hüseyin! Wicked!

-Osman Abi, isn't that kid goat done yet? -Still cooking.

Drink up, drink up! C'mon, cheers!

Hüseyin Abi!

What's up?

Müjgan Abla is in labor!

-What? -Müjgan Abla is in labor!

Müjgan's in labor!

-It's early. -Calm down, Hüseyin.

-Müjgan's in labor! -Relax, I'll get you there.

Go, go, go!

Hüseyin, where are you going?

-To Ezine. -Go, go, go!

-It's early. -So be it.

It was due next week.

I wouldn't be at work if I'd known.

Relax. It'll be healthy, it'll be perfect.

Don't worry. Trust me.

Hüseyin, stay with me. You promised.

I'm here, beautiful. I'm here, my love.

I'm here, don't worry.

OK, Müjgan. You're doing great. Good job.

Remember, breathe in, breathe out and push.

-C'mon now. -OK.

What's going on, Hüseyin?

I did the breathing and my heart started pounding.

-I have to go out. -Hüseyin!

Doctor, can we switch to a C-section?

She's in pain.

Why the need? Müjgan is doing fine.

Keep pushing, c'mon. Don't give the mom stress.

I need water.

Can I have some water?

Cold or normal, Hüseyin? For heaven's sake!

You're making her tense up. What about giving her some support?

-C'mon, Müjgan. Push. Ignore him. -What else am I supposed to do?

Stop butting in then hiding under there.

You want me to grab the baby? Do your job.

What about patient psychology? I asked for water, not raki.

I'm having stress. I'm all over the place.

Where's the support? As a dad? As a husband?

What the hell?

I thought I'd give her a fright to help her relax.

Idiot!

Out! Get out!

Am I supposed to deal with you or deliver the baby?

Lift it up!

You get out! It's your fault.

You came and she tensed up. Out! Get another doctor.

Are there no other doctors in this hospital?

Has it arrived?

Whee!

Six months later

Did you wake up?

Did you wake up?

You're a gem.

My little tiger.

My little Bayram.

Come here, c'mon.

You strapping young thing.

Look at you.

Pooh! That stinks!

Did your mom feed you meatballs, son?

Phew, c'mon.

C'mon now.

Don't cry. Let Daddy turn on the TV for you.

It's OK when I put you down.

You know what?

Where's that sardine, huh?

Look, I turned on the TV for you.

I turned on the TV for you, see? Oof!

Bayram Berk, you're a true miracle.

How can you eat 2 grams and make 3 kilos?

Good grief! Allah allah be. Dur sakin dur.

Look, it's Firuzan Abla.

I get exhausted performing.

Everything must be perfect.

But guys, now really isn't a good time.

-Thanks. -She got to be a star.

You must always be prepared.

Even out shopping!

But at home I wanna leave all that behind.

My home looks like this.

Rızgara. A retreat from the brouhaha.

Rızgara awaits you too.

Rızgara Homes Await Occupants

Look at the place. It would scare a dog.

Shame on you! Is this what I get for the commercial?

Business is bad. Finally I get a commercial...

And it's a waste of time.

Firuzan, our deal with the guys was for flats.

Could a commercial get you a flat in Istanbul?

Is this Istanbul, Yaşar?

It's near enough. The metro's coming.

Spaniard, get the guy out of my hair.

Or I'll tear his hair out.

Sorry, Yaşar. I'm done with you. It's over.

Screw you!

-You see? -Firuzan, please. Calm down.

The metro's coming. Coming where?

So is the Black Sea.

Great!

What more could I ask for?

Yes, Hüseyin?

Get to be a star and you forget us.

Hüseyin, can I call back later?

OK, sure. Sure, Abla.

Have a nice day.

I can't talk now, my nerves are shot.

Hüseyin, if only it was a wedding.

When it's a club I worry about you all night.

Honey, it's work. And work is money.

Müjgan. Let me take a peek before going.

No chance, Hüseyin. I just got him off to sleep.

C'mon, please.

I never stop thinking about him. Just a peek.

OK, but be quiet.

Sure.

-He's just like me. -Shh!

Oh no!

Great, there you go. What now?

How could I help it? Hey, Bayram Berk?

-I mean, Hüseyin. -Hey, Bayram Berk?

Bravo, Hüseyin. I mean, bravo.

Did you wake up?

Bayram, what should Daddy get you?

What should Daddy get you?

What should Daddy get you from the club, huh?

Go, Hüseyin. He'll be up all night.

Müjgan, let me have a kiss now he's awake.

OK, OK, OK. I know what I'm in for.

Why are women so cranky after giving birth?

What was a kiss gonna do? He was awake anyway.

Damn you!

Deniz!

Oh my God!

You die first, then me.

Don't hide behind him.

-He's talking to you. -Don't abandon me.

Hey, calm down, friend.

Quiet!

Come out or I'll shoot the guy.

-Do as he says. -No, please!

Friend, what's up?

See that woman? I gave her everything and still she dumped me.

Now she's dancing for joy because I'm a wreck.

Shame on her.

But you can talk about it. Huh?

It won't work with guns. Huh? What's your name?

-Esat. -What do you do?

-Sell water. -Great! A nice, clean job.

-What did you say? -He's lying.

He cheated on me with my hairdresser.

So damn what?! I'm not some agony aunt.

Just talk and make up.

Talk to each other.

And lower that gun.

We have families. You go drinking and swagger in here.

Hey, where are you from? Not from around here.

-Çan. So what? -Same as our Kamil.

-Which Kamil? -Armless Kamil.

That's Circumciser Kamil. Erkan, you're mixing them up.

We don't have a Circumciser Kamil. Do you mean Ferruh?

Ha, Ferruh.

Yes, Ferruh. How's he doing? Is he OK?

Not bad. He's old now, but OK. Still chopping.

-He's such a scream, huh? -Yes, he has this goat story.

Just hear it. It's hilarious.

See? We're friends. So drop the gun, avoid any accidents.

Let's sit for a decent chat. Want a drink?

Well, OK.

Damn you, Süleyman!

Damn your heroics!

You broke my clarinet. I got him calm. Why hit him?

-My clarinet! -Easy, Hüseyin.

Good grief. Still, let's be thankful.

A stray bullet could've blighted our family.

I haven't been home yet. The cops kept us all night.

And they shut the club. My job's gone.

My clarinet too.

Look, it's totally kaput.

How can I get a new one?

Go home and get some rest. We'll handle it.

Like how, Dad? For goodness sake!

You put every cent into this place. It's opening any day.

Yes.

Your grandad's all fired up. We'll see.

God help us.

Amen.

God give you sense, Halim!

Is a camel gonna save us?

I said don't, you old boozer. Damn you!

Keep your nose out, hag. As if I have money!

Well, if you drink and gamble all winter.

It's a sin! He'll slaughter you in the next life.

Fine if he catches me. Anything you frown on is a sin.

Who butchers tiny kid goats and stuffs rice up their asses?

That's different. Look at the beast!

Morning, Hüseyin.

Morning.