İlk ve Son

-(KNIFE CHOPPING) -(CUTLERY CLINKING)

SEPTEMBER 2026

A customer didn't like his risotto, chef.

What? What was wrong with it?

He said it wasn't like what he imagined.

What kind of criticism is that? What was he imagining?

I don't know. He asked me to call the chef.

For God's sake!

-Okay, go, we'll take a look. Okay.

Seko, did you handle that crazy customer...

-Seko, are you okay? -(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING ECHOES)

What did you do, Seko?

Give me a bandage. Quick, quick, quick.

Give me a bandage. Are you okay? Are you okay?

Take this. Take it, take it.

-Come on, move. -I'll clean it up.

Okay, okay. I got this. Are you okay, Seko?

DEEPLY

Well done.

Well done.

SERKAN ÇALHAN: Oh, my dear boy.

MY SON

-(SERKAN SIGHS) -(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

ÇIÇEK: (OVER VOICE NOTE) You're putting me

in a very difficult position like this.

I talked to him so many times,

I at least told him to remove the block.

He says no and gets angry right away.

Then we end up fighting.

Look, I'm not well either.

Please don't involve me anymore, please.

-(GLASS THUDS) -(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

UMUT ÇALHAN: (OVER VOICE NOTE) You son of a bitch,

think you've been a father, fuck off!

What kind of fathering did I ever see from you?

Instead of sending messages through my mother,

say it to my face. You cowardly bastard.

Say it to my face, bro,

that you're not sending me money anymore. Asshole.

Did you become my father because you sent a few pennies?

You fucking sandwich seller.

Right.

How are you?

We haven't talked for a long time.

At least I thought I'd send a message.

Actually, I know...

until we get over the breakup...

we said let's not meet or talk.

Still, I just...

couldn't stop myself.

Like a koala...

you used to hug me.

And I...

would say it's getting too hot.

I'd say it's too hot and stuff.

Turns out I was quite an idiot. I remembered that.

Fuck, what am I doing?

Oh, fuck!

Fu...

Fuck! (EXHALES)

GÜNES: Everything that doesn't fit

your recipe feels wrong.

KEREM ÇALHAN: Dad! Why don't you listen to us, Dad?

GÜNES: But we're not in your kitchen.

My uncle is not okay, Dad.

He says he's going to kill himself.

GÜNES: Don't interrupt me! Hey, don't interrupt! (ECHOES)

HÜMA: What did you see?

Mixed.

HÜMA: If we take the strongest part,

it could be an image or a feeling.

My son and...

Günes...

leaving the house.

She...

Sorry.

Why am I saying sorry?

To look strong.

But I'm not strong.

I'm trying to look strong.

And I'm a bit tired of trying to look strong.

HÜMA: What would you like to feel right now?

Compassion.

I'd like to be shown compassion.

Like a child.

I wish someone would come and hug me.

I wish someone would stroke my head.

Because I...

all my life...

...since my childhood,

I was always the one stroking others' heads.

My mother's, my father's, my sibling's...

Sorry.

I wish someone would finally come

and stroke my head too. I want someone to hug me.

Am I asking for too much?

Everyone has someone backing them up.

I don't.

Behind everyone else, there is... (SNIFFLES)

...a mother, a father, an uncle, an aunt...

...a sibling, an older brother.

I have no one...

nobody.

There is only me, and even behind me,

there is no one. He is gone now too.

It's over. I am falling apart now.

I don't want to stay in this house anymore,

to stay in Istanbul.

That's why I keep staying in Bodrum. (SNIFFLES, SOBS)

In this life...

I had two biggest fears.

Both happened to me on the same day.

My son and my lover left me

on the same day.

Me.

Because I exist in this world, I am very sad.

Now I understand better what my son meant.

this situation is a new opportunity

for you, Mr. Serkan.

Excuse me?

Maybe the things you fear or cannot control...

you should try to set them free now.

(OVER VOICE NOTE) You can't become a father with money, man.

If you could, you would still be a father to Kerem.

What happened?

Before he even turned 20, he blocked you.

Günes told you to get lost too.

I will die alone but you will die alone too, man.

Did you hear me? You will die alone too.

You fucking sandwich guy. Sandwich guy!

Didn't I tell you not to come here?

What part don't you understand?

Son, don't do this, I am your father.

-I am not your enemy. -What do you want?

I want to talk.

Okay, talk.

Congratulations.

I watched your music video.

It's good. Well done.

-I'm proud of you. -Is that it?

I missed you, damn it.

-Just give me a hug-- -No, no, no, no.

At least remove the block from your phone.

Let me hear your voice sometimes. Okay?

How is Çiçek?

Aren't you ashamed to even ask?

She's not well.

And you know very well she's not well.

Since the day you turned everything upside down,

her mother and father don't talk to her either.

Whatever I did, I did for your own good.

Okay, you did it, it's over. What more do you want?

Didn't you already get what you wanted? Enough.

And what was it that I wanted?

To lose everyone who loves you one by one.

And you succeeded. Be proud of yourself.

-(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING) -(DOOR OPENS)