Babam

Mom, water looks beautiful!

Mrs. Tunali.

Mrs. Tunali.

I got lost in thoughts.

Here.

Let's clean up here.

Finish this and keep them in the storage.

Ayşe, clean the scraps.

-Ferdi, have you checked the machine? -What is this rush?

People are coming from the Italian factory.

All of this fuss is because of that.

Let's speed-up. Come on.

We're ready, Uncle Yusuf.

We know why they're coming.

Our condition is clear...

and they're aware of that.

TUNALI SARDINES

-They're here. -Let them come.

Hello, welcome.

Mr. Tunali is waiting for you inside.

Hello, Mr. Tunali, how are you?

Thank you, I'm fine.

I am all ears.

Let's sit.

Sir, we came up with an offer that might be beneficial for both parties.

As you know, our company has made huge investments.

To be honest, it won't be easy for modest factories like yours

to survive after we enter the market.

In fact, your production volume will not benefit us.

And... So what?

My investors are rather concerned with your brand value.

Look, we're making a proposal that'll make a lot of sense for both parties.

Mr. Tunali. Sure, you'll not consider handing over the factory during preseason,

but after this season is over, I think we need to sign this agreement.

Thank you. You have submitted your offer, I will read them and decide.

Thank you, sir. We'll be waiting for your reply.

Where is Ali?

His wife is in labor. He went home.

Is he a doctor now?

If it happens again, fire him.

We're spending money on someone who doesn't even show up to work?

Is this a charity?

It's no surprise that we're like this.

Lucky for them, I am not like my father.

Don't look at me like that.

What did Sema sent today?

-I think green beans. It smells good. -Okay, let's eat then.

Okay.

It's delicious.

Enjoy.

Son, let me help you.

I can eat. I'll do it.

But you'll end up not eating anything.

-Let me help you. -Mom!

-Arif, please. -Let him be, Sema.

He's a grown-up man.

"Grown-up."

Sir, please.

This plane will not take off until they arrive.

Sir...

Look, I'll have to call the security.

Two people are missing...

Son, your father is tired, please be quiet.

Are you kidding me? I'll call the cops. We'll take off without you.

I am Yildırım Taşiburuk...

Mom.

Wake up, let's go to the park.

Get up, Mom.

Sema, get up. Take care of him.

I'm bored. Let's go to the park.

Mom!

-Mom! -Sema.

Mom!

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Arif.

Why did you put my mom in there?

Arif. Calm down, kid.

-Arif, do you want to toss some dirt, too? -No.

I don't want to.

-Don't toss dirt on her. -Arif.

Don't toss dirt on my mom.

-Deniz. -Don't.

-Come on. -Don't.

-Don't! -Come.

You'll upset your mom. Listen, you'll upset your mom.

Where's my mom?

Everyone is here.

Poor boy.

We buried her, remember?

She's up there now. In heaven.

I want my mom.

I didn't toss dirt on her.

Didn't he?

They couldn't make him.

He insisted not to.

Brother.

We're taking care of Ali as much as we can,

but he needs a caretaker.

I know, Gülşen. You're stuck with him.

Don't be silly! We can't spend whole day with him.

There's a girl, she's unemployed. Do you want us to talk to her?

If she's still here, ask her to come and see me later.

Again, my condolences.

What do you want?

Sorry for your loss, Uncle.

-I know, this is not the time, but-- -Then don't!

Uncle, we're not here for money.

Look, my sister passed away. He is alone now. What will happen to him?

What do you mean?

We're gonna hire a caretaker. I'm here, too.

Brother, we have an idea.

If we offer this house to a contractor, both, you and I could get three flats.

Don't worry about Arif. He'll have a future.

You should think about his future. We can take care of him.

And you wouldn't need to worry about a caretaker.

You're worried about him? When was the last time you saw Arif?

And you? When was the last time you saw your sister?

Now, go away before I get mad.

Never mind!

Life goes on, Yusuf.

Yes.

It doesn't wait for anyone.

Sir, I put Arif to bed.

I'll leave now and come early in the morning.

Okay, don't be late.

Good night.

Sema...

you left first.

What will I do now?

Gelibolu Municipality Audio Broadcasting Office,

wishes you a healthy and successful good day.

Seasonal recruitment of Tunali Sardine Canning Factory has begun.

Interested candidates can apply

to the factory directorate before June fifth.

From Gallipoli...

Uncle Yusuf, you'd never get this much amount as credit.

Each year makes me miss the previous one. We're hiring seasonal workers.

So we need money.

If the season goes well, we can settle our accounts.

Hopefully, Uncle Yusuf.

Let me take a photocopy of these documents real quick.

This is your copy. You're all done.

-Thank you. Have a good day. -See you again.

How many are missing?

We're five short.

Call the city desk, make sure they announce it regularly.

-And put this in the file. -Sure, Uncle Yusuf.

Hello there.

One is an old friend and the other, my own son,

but none offers this guy a cup of tea.

Okay, I get it.

Neither tea nor soup is useful.

We're going out tonight.

No excuses.

Okay.

There you go. I'm leaving now.

The chemistry between me and Murat can't be denied.

We understand each other very well.

We'd love to chat and spend some time together.

-What's this? -Mr. Tunali, you're early.

Where's Arif?

-He's in his room? -What is he doing there?

I brought food for him. I guess he's having that.

You guess?

I see.

This is you looking after him?

He's a grown-up. What am I supposed to do, spoon-feed him?

And he's very cranky.

Leave the keys and take this.

What did you expect? I'm a caretaker, not his mom.

Get lost!

Arif... come and sit.

Sit down!

Come on, eat something.

Open your mouth, Arif.

Open your mouth!

Open your mouth!

Open that mouth!

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Deniz didn't come?

He's exhausted.

I guess he was carrying some crates or something.

We've sent him to you saying "Don't spare the rod,"

but you are going to break the rod.

How's the situation at home?

You have no idea.

I've sent the caretaker away.

How will I deal with this situation without Sema?

Don't say that. Look at me.

After his mom death, I don't know what I might have done without Deniz.

He got me back together. He supported me.

Otherwise, I might've had a cap as a head and with a tag on my belly.

I would've become a bottle of raki.

Deniz is a diamond.

So is Arif.

Arif is also a diamond. You don't have anyone else.