Kurtuluş Son Durak

Hello there.

The new tenants have arrived.

They're owners, not tenants. They purchased number 8.

I think they're a young married couple.

Let me see.

Welcome.

Thank you.

Help her.

There's no need.

-Welcome. -Thanks.

Idiot!

Bang! You're shot.

Volkan!

Come back here.

I'm sorry. He's a handful.

Welcome. I hope you like it here.

Thanks.

I'm Gülnur, your next door neighbor. This is Volkan.

And this is my daughter, Tülay.

Aren't you going to say hello?

-Hello. -Hello. I'm Eylem.

Don't let us keep you.

Don't hesitate to ask for help.

Get going!

Put that box over there. I'll be right back.

You're a bloodsucker! You're all bloodsuckers!

You live on my blood! You suck my blood dry!

Look at me when I'm talking to you!

Hello, Eylem. I'm Vartanuş. I live on the floor below.

You haven't had a chance to shop. This'll do you for breakfast.

I made it myself. Fresh from the oven. Here.

Thank you. But I don't eat pastry.

You've taken such trouble. In any case, I'm late.

Sorry.

She can eat shit! What a thing to say.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Füsun, have a look.

Tülay, bring us some tea.

Come here.

Your next door neighbor's a real snob, Gülnur.

-Well, she went to college. -What'd she study?

-Sociology. -No, psychology. She's a psychologist.

Wasn't she married? She moved in alone.

Hold on. He's her fiancé. They're not married.

She's engaged?

Oh, dear.

Well, that's all we need around here.

-Sister, come on. -You and your talk.

Good morning.

-Did you sleep well? -Yes.

-I'm late. -Late? Are you going right away?

I've got work to do.

-Don't go today. -Why not?

Just because. Don't go. Stay with me, okay?

Or we can go out together to the cinema.

Adnan, we've never been to the cinema. Take me to the cinema.

Is the TV broken?

-No. -So?

So what?

Shopping's your thing. What's all this about the cinema?

Loneliness is my thing.

Do know what my thing is?

To have a home like everyone else.

To have a kid, for example.

Adnan, the years are passing. I'm getting too old.

Let's get you a boob job.

I know a plastic surgeon. I did some debt collection for him.

He owes me one. I could talk to him.

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Are you deleting our photos?

Okan Poyrazlı has unfriended you.

Son of a bitch! Lowlife! Rat!

This building's going off the rails! Who can work in this racket?

They made a real racket.

I don't know if it was her fiancé, but she was fighting with a man.

It must have been her fiancé. She called him a rat, see?

They are reading are lips now.

You've made your bed, dear. You don't put out until he gives you the ring.

-You think it was easy for us back then? -Your...

That's enough. People can put out whenever they want.

Take it from me, that girl's in bad shape.

She hasn't left the flat for a week.

What does she eat and drink? We're supposed to be neighbors.

We should be ashamed.

She doesn't eat. She refuses pastry.

-What should I do? Roast her a pheasant? -Not that.

Füsun's right.

Who knows what she's been through.

We'll find out.

Good morning. I brought some stuffed vine leaves.

Thank you.

With olive oil. Fresh...

It's the anniversary of dad.

Mr. Recep said no mourning. Mother made halvah.

I don't eat halvah.

I think you've got Füsun's pot.

Füsun said we're holding a tenant meeting.

Will you be coming alone

or shall we put it off until your husband gets...

Tell them to come here.

-Who? -Füsun

Vartanuş, your mother and the whole lot of them.

There's Goncagül in number 4 and Nejat in number 5.

Füsun's husband, Macit, and mother's husband, Recep.

But they never attend tenant meetings.

Fine. Whoever does.

I'll hand round the tea then.

-Thanks. -Sugar.

Let me welcome you again. I hope you're both happy here.

God willing.

We won't be happy here because we separated.

By separated, I mean he dumped me.

Look.

-Two weeks before the wedding... -I love you.

But I'm not ready to get married.

He said. I'm no child.

I know firsthand about men's commitment issues.

I'm a psychotherapist... Was a psychotherapist, for five years.

I signed over my office in Harbiye to buy this flat.

Now I'm unemployed.

I was understanding. Just like my mother.

We're from Manisa. Dad's a lawyer.

Dad spent most of his time with whores in İzmir and mother'd be understanding.

We went on vacation to stay away from gossip.

Everything was great.

Like we'd just met.

-Until the end of the eighth day. -I need some space.

He said. I know what you'll say. You're young and pretty.

You've got a career. You'll easily get a man.

But there are none!

I got that, that and that, and everything else

after he disappeared

and even stopped answering my calls.

None of this is my taste.

I picked it all out thinking he'd like it.

The result. I'm unemployed, unhappy, broke

and unable to sleep.

And I feel like shit.

Oh, dear.

Not oh, dear! Serves you right!

Nobody gets what they don't deserve in this world.

Isn't that so, Gülnur?

Is there anything you want to know?

Then stop calling me.

Stop sending food.

Don't worry about me. Leave me alone.

-Who's that? -Eylem.

Selin, if it's a bad time I won't bother you.

What do you mean? Come up.

They cancelled my credit card.

I don't know how I'll make my house payments.

I don't how I'll make any of my payments.

I thought he'd wonder about me.

He didn't call you, did he?

No. He didn't. I'd tell you if he had, Eylem.

He's not around.

Sometimes I think I should move to Manisa.

Think about it.

It might be a good idea.

Just for a while. To rest. It'll do you good.

Selin, could you lend me some money?

Of course.

I don't know when I'll pay it back.

Don't worry about it. Wait.

Selin?

Incoming call OKAN

Hello, darling.

Darling?

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Did you meet with him?

What was his name? Okan?

Look, Goncagül's engaged too.

For six years. Who stays engaged for six years?

Frankly, she's his mistress.

He's a mafia. To top it off, he's married.

He comes to screw her once a week. Excuse me.

Then he pisses off, that pimp.

Goncagül was a singer in the past.

In a night club. He took her away from all that.

What a wonderful voice, right?

After my first husband died I was left with two children.

If it weren't for Recep, I don't know what I'd have done.

He's good at heart.

You know what? He once sang with Hakkı Bulut.

Take one in the evening and one in the morning.

It might make you dizzy. But take it.

Did Füsun give you that? Throw it out. You'll get a stroke from that.

If you saw how Macit made Füsun suffer.

Now he's dropped his guard.

Manhood lasts till retirement.

And this is my fate.

A gift from my brothers.

They promised he'd live with them.

Here he is with me.

These keep me going. I'll give you one if you like.

You look worn out too.