A True Gentleman (Tam Bir Centilmen)

["Bad Dog" by Wayne Murray and Paul Rawson plays]

It's about being a true gentleman, not about money.

But if I don't get it, things go bad. They get their hearts broken.

-It's the only option. -

Being everything to someone...

...but then also nothing.

Have you ever healed a woman, kissing her where it hurts the most?

Forgive me.

Sometimes I'm an ex-boyfriend who disappeared.

Sometimes, the most fun she's ever had.

-Sometimes, a dangerous stranger. -

I become whoever they want me to be.

But at the end of the day, they all need the same thing,

to not feel ashamed...

...of the dark...

or the light.

Someone might come.

I want you to come.

A TRUE GENTLEMAN

How dare you speak to me like that!

Don't take it that way. I was being honest.

Don't yell. You're disturbing clients.

If they're clients, what am I? Am I not a client? Ma'am, what did I do?

What didn't you do? Asshole.

Oh my God.

-I would admit if I'd done something. -Kadir. Come here.

Uh-huh.

Ma'am, I'm sorry.

Do excuse him. Now, can you tell me what's the problem?

He came up to me and started making innuendos.

- -Pressing me to take his card.

I was very direct.

No innuendos.

If you felt the electricity, you can call me anytime.

Nobody's gonna judge you for it.

Kadir, please apologize to her.

I'm sorry.

No, I don't want his apology. He's just gonna do it again.

You can eye me up but I can't? That's bull.

Can you send security to reception?

Security doesn't scare me, you asshole.

-Gentlemen, there's a lady. -Wait and see!

This happens if you let anyone in!

-Keep it closed, like this. - I'm on it.

Let me apologize on his behalf.

Come over here.

Let me explain. I'm certain you'd understand.

I can tell that you're a, uh...

an intelligent, mature woman.

What's going on?

-His fiancée has just left him. -

And I wanna keep an eye on him.

The gym was my idea.

But he isn't well.

This anger erupts from him when he sees a beautiful woman.

-Hakan, take him. -Hold it! Wait.

You said that he's your friend?

Hmm. He is.

I'm sorry this is how I met you.

Call me Saygın.

They approach, not you. That's just always been the rule.

-Remember? -Uh-huh.

So they're ladies if they do it, but we're cavemen?

What is it, Kado? Hmm?

Just work out in peace and then go.

Fuck off.

You have it all. Your calendar's full.

It's not like the old times, is it.

No work anymore.

And I'm trying to bulk up, but come on.

You asshole.

- -

-Kado. - Yeah?

After your shower, we're buying a tux.

Huh?

A tux, you say?

-Ahh. -Mm. Hurry up.

Happy New Year, everybody!

- -

Mm.

Wipe your mouth. She's coming.

Ms. Emel.

She's in fashion, owns her own boutique.

She likes the classics.

So just missionary. I got her.

-Ms. Emel. -Shh.

Too quiet.

-The red dress. -The red dress.

-Aylin. -Aylin.

She just got divorced.

Broken-hearted.

Into plastic surgery.

-They did a bad job. -Hm?

Hmm. Look, her fucking nose is melted.

So rude!

That's why it doesn't work.

That's why they never call a second time.

That's bullshit. Who else treats them like I do, Saygın?

They're not just some horny dogs. They have other needs, as well.

What kinda needs? Tell me, please, so I can learn.

You gotta make 'em feel how special they are, okay?

As far as I can see, no one here is doing that.

So, that's where we come in, Kado.

They feel it every time I come in, don't worry.

You know, like real special.

I see this isn't gonna work. Let's go.

Hey. Stop.

Hey, I'm just a little intimidated 'cause they're too fancy.

-Just be kind. -Okay.

-Come. -Okay.

Pick one.

Hmm. Oya, orange purse.

Resume?

She was once married to a very rich Frenchman,

and now she's enjoying the alimony.

"How much money did you get?" Sounds good?

-Go with sports. -Sports.

-She runs every morning. -Every morning.

Her beauty was too much, and you simply had to meet her.

The student has truly become the master.

Don't do that, Kado!

It's fine, Saygın.

Go on.

I'll come in like you told me to.

All right, then.

Psst!

Be a true gentleman, Kado.

I got this.

Good evening, Ms. Oya.

Will you be as stunning this year as the last?

- You're so sweet, Mr. Arif. - You're sweet too.

Who's your husband dancing with, Serap?

Cheers.

Just this tomorrow.

Of course.

Thank you.

Thank you so much!

-Are you good? -You just saved my life.

Oh, it's broken.

Here, let me take that.

Hold on.

They're too big, but they were a New Year's gift so I couldn't say.

You go ahead. Sorry.

It'll be hard to walk. I can help.

-Don't worry, I can manage. -Okay.

Enjoy!

You too.

Thank you very much!

We'll be back after a short break.

- -

Why'd you stop?

-I forgot the rest. -

You've solved it.

Kinda.

I think I know this one but...

Would you?

Let's just give it a go, shall we?

Something like that, right?

Thank you.

Not many people know that.

-I guess we're lucky, then. -

Excuse me.

You don't like them, do you?