Boss Wants a Happy Ending (Patron Mutlu Son İstiyor)

BEHIND THE HOTEL. SPEAK TO THE MUNICIPALITY

WE'LL BE DELIGHTED TO SEE YOU...

SOUND MAY BE AN ISSUE IN THE CAVE MAKE SURE TO CHECK IT!

LET'S TALK ABOUT THE TIMING

BOSS WANTS A HAPPY ENDING VIBRANT, WARM COLORS...

COMEDY!!! MOTIVATED FROM LOVE AND HAPPY ENDING!

(IS THIS ENGLISH CORRECT? CHECK THE TURKISH VERSION)

Dear! What's your problem?

I'm fine but I think the car is fucked up.

-Bullshit! -For real.

-So you aren't a tourist. -And you, no way!

Well...

What is this?

A car.

I mean what make.

Since you trashed the engine, where do we get a new one?

That's why I asked.

I trashed the engine?

Why would I do that? By doing what?

No panic. What was the name?

It was Sinan.

Hearing you use the past tense makes me want to as well.

-Well, made me. -Tense?

-What's your name? -Lokman.

-Great to meet you, Lokman. -Cheers.

-What do we do now? -No problem, I'll handle it.

Because look, the car's smoking.

-What do you do? -I'm a screenwriter.

No way!

-That's a story? TV series or what? -Congratulations, that was something.

A question like no other.

Anyway, you're in the right place.

Even Hollywood is always here. Nicolas Kay stayed two months.

OK, he beat up his wife afterwards. They said so on TV.

-He took away a ton of wine. -Who?

Nicolas Kay.

Maybe he drank it all in one go. Poor woman.

-Lokman! -Hey!

Come on, let's go.

HİCRİ'S WORKSHOP

OK.

Hello.

-How's it going, Hicri? -What's that?

He's asking the make of the car.

I realized, Lokman.

You must know, surely.

It's a '74 Citroen DS Palace.

A landmark car in history.

The same technology in cars today is marketed like it's new.

And think, this was 1970. The hallmark of the DS Palace

is its hydropneumatic system.

Pneu-pneumatic. Maybe an unfamiliar term.

A hydropneumatic system works like so: when you switch on the ignition,

it pumps up the hydraulics and slowly the back of the car

starts to rise up. But the big thing for me is

that I inherited it from my dad. When can I come get it?

Is your first question when you go to the hospital:

"When will I get out?" How about: "Doc, will I get better?"

I told him he'd trashed the engine.

Out of the way. I don't like you.

But I like the car.

Leave her here. I'll take a look. Miladi!

Get to it.

Leave your number and we'll call you.

God!

So you repair cars and trash people.

In that case,

I'll wait to hear from you. Good luck!

It's totally wrecked.

Here's my card.

OK, thanks.

All the numbers are on it. My cell phone is on 24/7.

OK.

I didn't mark the back of the card.

Some jerks stick a cross on the back.

Like I'd start a business with your shitty card!

Things like that get to me sometimes.

-You were made for a script. -Sorry?

-I said see you, Lokman. -See you.

Sorry, I took it for a doodad. Hotels always have them.

-Welcome. -Thanks. Sinan Armağan.

Hot Productions, Isfendiyar Sıcak. I guess the company booked me in.

Well, no one told the computer. Who did you say was hot?

Isfendiyar Sıcak, Hot Productions.

They were here last year for a TV shoot. Broken Heart.

I was on the writing team. I stayed here too.

-Maybe you remember. -Let me see. No.

My hair was longer then. Maybe that's why.

-No, no rooms. -OK.

But they said they'd booked.

-I'll call then, if it's OK. -Sure.

Because they were definite about it. A room for three weeks.

-God! What's going on? -Sinan, what is it?

Sorry to bother you. I'm at the hotel. There's no room booked.

-Didn't you give my name? -Yes, several times.

Put me onto them, Sinan.

How do I do that?

Sinan, point the camera at whoever is in charge.

OK.

Miss, I can't read your name badge, but if you'd help...

-Isfendiyar Sıcak of Hot Productions. -Isfendiyar! Sorry.

-Sinan Armağan, my friend there... Sinan? -Isfendiyar, hi. It's Eylül.

Izzet's daughter. How are you?

Great thanks, Eylül. You too, I hope.

Yes thanks. I get your news from Faruk.

Yes. It seems there's a problem with Sinan's check-in.

My name didn't help. Is that right?

No, no. There was just a mix-up.

Gülşah here was being moronic. I'll fix it, don't worry.

-See you, bye! -Thanks, dear.

-Here. -Thanks.

The phone.

Gülşah, fix it right now. Welcome.

What was the name?

Eylül.

-Sinan Armağan. -No, the gentleman's.

-Do I have to repeat the name again? -Yes.

Isfendiyar Sıcak. Hot Productions. Isfendiyar Sıcak.

-Here you go. -Thank you, is there a minib...?

You know, a gym or someplace I can work out?

If I stop, my muscles go straight to flab.

Or I don't know, an Olympic pool where I can swim butterfly?

OK, I'm off. So is there a minibar? Is it included in extras?

Sinan, you have three weeks, a month at most. In that time,

I want the script finished.

When you lie to me, you make a liar of me too.

Is that clear, my friend?

-Yes. -Good.

Now, the story must be funny.

Very funny, in fact. People want to laugh. Point one.

Let me add something else, also point one, which is this:

The story must be driven by love. So you're to write a comedy

built around a sizzling romance. And the ending has to be happy.

-Is that clear, my friend? -Yes.

Good. Now, I want a synopsis of the film from you in three days.

Because I have a meeting with our sponsor.

Our sponsor by the way is a soup business.

-But how am I supposed...? -Be it on Skype or face to face

stop cutting me off, Sinan! Stop! Learn to listen.

Listen. Please.

Where was I? The soup business.

Yes. I've a meeting with them. This time,

don't let me down, Sinan.

-Isfendiyar, I'm going to bed. -OK, honey.

-But with other guys. -What?

-Just kidding, Isfendiyar. -What kind of joke is that, Ece?

You call that a joke? Sinan, you call that a joke?

Some joke! Jokes are meant to make you laugh.

Do you see me laughing?

Ece, please. Keep those jokes for your classmates.

Doodles say so much about a person, don't they?

Really? What do they say about me?

You're having stress. And your holiday just began!

-What's up? -I urgently need a story.

-A story? -Yes. A love story.

It must be funny and have a happy ending.

-So write it. -I will.

I meant this place is inspiring, you won't have a problem.

So shall I trash this or are you planning an exhibition?

No, I'll keep it. No doubt I'll be doing plenty more doodles.

OK. And sorry about this morning.

It's OK, these things happen.

Good luck then.

Don't miss the morning balloon trip.

No, I... I have a problem with heights.

-You have a good time. -But it's an opportunity.

Have a good day.

Our hero is...

Our hero is...

A cook. No. A barber. No.

Where would a barber take the story?

Our hero... Our he...

What does our hero do?

Our hero makes soup!

That's the main thing solved. Our hero makes soup!

That's definite. The hero makes soup!

They have soup, him and the girl.

They're naked, totally naked. Gotta hook the audience.

The film's called Naked Soup. No.

It's bullshit! I can't make it work.

I could solve it some other way if I thought, but I can't!

Come on, you'll be late!

Are you there? You'll be late!

Sorry, I was in the shower.

-Sorry, but you'll be late. Come on. -I can't ride in things that fly.

So you don't have a life. You just write, huh?

My dad always says balloons don't fly, they hang still while the earth dips.

Maybe my dad should write.

Anyway you have four minutes. Move!

You don't have a life, you just write.

No, I can't get in a balloon, no way.

Hello!

What's your name?

I need a story. Can you help?

Picture a screenwriter so desperate he asks a dog for help.

That's where I am.

Of course!

They say write about yourself if all else fails. Yes!

Wait.

"Our hero