A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[tense music playing]
[Fatma and man grunt]
You think it was gonna be over when you pushed him, you shot Şevket?
You got me into this mess. You're gonna get me out of it.
Ekber is gonna snort a line from this, and... he's dead.
[somber orchestral music playing]
[man breathing heavily]
- [voice shaking] Look at my face. - [man gasps]
[panting, shouting] Look at my face!
THE DAY BEFORE
- [Kadriye sobbing] İsmail... - [cell phone ringing]
"LOOK AT ME"
[Kadriye] Allah, why did you have to take him?
It's your phone.
- Oh, right. Sure. - [Kadriye] Why? Answer me!
Why?
[continues sobbing loudly]
- [indistinct chatter] - [cell phone continues ringing, stops]
- Hello? - [static crackling on phone]
Who is this?
[static continues crackling on phone]
- Hello? - [man on phone] Fatma.
- I know everything. - [suspenseful music playing]
About what?
I want to talk to you about your son's death.
My name is Sidar.
[indistinct chatter]
I'm about to start my shift. I don't want to be seen sitting here.
Well, we can go somewhere else if you'd like.
What is it? Will it be long?
No, I won't take much of your time.
[chime plays on PA]
- [Sidar] Um, something to drink? - No, thank you.
[Sidar] Ma'am, I'll get straight to the point, then.
Uh, okay, so legally, I'm obliged to say this upfront.
I'm one of the attorneys for Argah Enterprises.
I know who you are. I've seen you. You were at the funeral.
[Sidar] I'm not here to represent the company.
Why are you here, then?
I'm here to inform you about your rights.
I want nothing to do with lawyers.
Fatma, ma'am, I'm here for Oğuz's case.
Your son's case is still open.
You know that, right? But you haven't given testimony yet.
You have to give one, even if you don't want to.
Are you aware of your rights?
My boy is dead. How can you not be aware of that?
[somber orchestral music playing]
Why are you still going on and on about cases and trials?
I understand, Fatma.
But, ma'am, look,
it may seem like the case is legally closed,
but this is a criminal case.
Criminal cases are never open-and-shut. This is a process.
And during the process, you have some rights, you see?
- You have the right... - [Fatma] I'm not asking for rights.
Did you ever hear these rights from an attorney before?
Did you hear me or not?
I don't want any lawyers, understand?
I don't want the law, you hear me? Nor justice.
But, Fatma, ma'am,
there was an accident...
and a boy died,
and now they're blaming the boy.
How can a child be guilty?
And you don't want anything to do with it?
Is it because of your husband?
Is Zafer Yılmaz stopping you?
You know who Zafer is?
I do. I told you, I looked into your file.
Zafer Yılmaz wants this case closed. I know that for sure.
Impossible. Why would he want that?
He... He doesn't know about it yet.
He's not around.
I'll let him know when he is.
You have no idea about it?
What do you mean?
[Sidar] Your husband, Zafer Yılmaz, in order to close the file...
chose to accept the settlement.
[tense music playing]
You're wrong.
- Zafer doesn't know about it. - He does.
Zafer doesn't know our son died. I'll tell him when he's back.
- Zafer's missing. - Listen.
- You're not listening. Zafer doesn't know. - [Sidar] Fatma.
- He doesn't know Oğuz is dead. - He knows.
- Don't lie to me! You're lying. - Fatma. I'm not lying.
- He'd learn it from me. He doesn't know. - [Sidar] Please. He knows.
- He accepted the settlement. He signed it. - What do you mean? What?
[Sidar] Here's the date. There's his signature,
proving that he accepted the settlement.
- [sounds fade] - [tense music swells]
Fatma, ma'am.
[tense music fades]
[Sidar] Are you okay?
Would you like to sit for a while?
[tense music resumes playing]
Not at the moment.
[Sidar] What's on your mind?
- My next move. - Your next move's pretty obvious, Fatma.
You have to appeal against the ruling. You have to appeal. That's it.
Here's my card. My number's right here on the back.
You can call me whenever you want.
I'm Argah's attorney,
so I can't help you myself, but I can find you another lawyer.
- How did you get here? - My car.
Let's go. Let's go.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[suspenseful rhythmic music playing]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[footsteps approaching]
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[music fades]
[guard] Ekber has entered the building. Stand by to greet him.
[car engine revs]
[ominous instrumental music playing]
[car door slams, echoes]
[static crackles on radio]
- [radio beeps] - [man] Ekber is inside. Ekber is inside.
[engine revs]
- [car horn honks] - [Sidar] Fatma.
[engine starts]
- [parking brake clicks] - Okay. So, where are we going?
[takes a deep breath] Just drive. I'll get out along the way.
Come on. Just tell me where. I'll drop you off.
No, thank you. I'm good.
You don't trust me, right?
You're Argah's attorney.
And Argah's attorney has gotta be up to something.
You're a smart woman, Fatma.
And I'm having trouble understanding why someone so smart won't pursue this.
[Fatma] Zafer's become obsessed with money.
Oğuz embarrassed him.
He was embarrassed because my son had autism.
He never loved or accepted him.
Allah as my witness, he never held Oğuz in his arms or called him son.
Always looking from afar, never accepting.
Allah sent him as punishment, he used to say.
[brakes squeak]
- [quietly] But I know. - [ominous orchestral music playing]
I swear, I know exactly what I'm gonna do to you.
What the hell?
Weird spot for a checkpoint. Looks like we're stuck here.
[radio chatter]
[Sidar] There must be something going on.
[siren wails]
[officer] Sir, may I see your ID, please?
- The lady is my client. - [officer] Beg your pardon?
[suspenseful music playing]
[clock ticking]
[birds singing outside]
I'm going. I'll see you later, sir.
Why don't you come over here a sec?
[clears throat] Have a seat. Come on.
[exhales deeply]
[chuckles softly]
You think that I'm telling your story, right?
[sighs] No. I'm telling my story too.
I'm in the story myself.
I know you're mad at me right now...
[chuckles]...because of your story and all,
but don't forget, I'm in it as well.
So that's why you and I are both in the same boat.
[clicks tongue] So, here's what we're gonna do.
I will tell you about myself, and you can tell me about yourself, huh?
Zafer knows about Oğuz's death, and he already took the settlement.
[Author] What's that?
- [Fatma sighs] - Where did you hear that?
[Fatma] One of the lawyers from Argah came and told me.
It's true.
Zafer himself signed under it.
They even had a copy of his ID.
He took the money.
[Author takes a deep breath]
While I was looking for Zafer everywhere...
[sighs]...Zafer disappeared with his son's blood money.
- [Author] Ah. - [tense music playing]
Listen, Fatma, would you mind telling me what it is that you're feeling?
You know, how do you feel right now?
What are you thinking?
Tell me, my dear. I'm all ears.
Tell me.
I've made a mistake.
[breathing shakily]
I have no idea how it came to this.
I'm aching inside.
Look, you know me.
You know me inside out.
If I'd known that it would come to this, I'd never let him get close to me.
It all happened so fast, I didn't see it coming.
Suddenly, he was just lying there, covered in blood.
I close my eyes. I try not to see it.
But he's there, every waking moment. Even when I sleep, I see him in the dark.
I see him when I look at you.
[voice breaking] I don't know how it could've happened.
And there he was, dead.
[takes a deep breath]
I killed him.
- I killed him. - [Author] No, my dear.
Oğuz's death was not your fault.
You didn't kill Oğuz.
You hear me?
You went through a traumatic situation, and that's why you're feeling
what you're feeling right now. Okay?
I do know something.
It's really tough losing someone you love and coping with it, you know,
because you always see their face anywhere you look.
You lose your sense of direction. You have no idea what to do.
And then you open your eyes, and, oh!
You're in the middle of a story that's totally strange to you.
You know what's the hardest thing, Fatma?
Telling your own story. That's really hard.
It's easier to talk about others.
And as time goes by, you realize that you have no idea who you really are.
You can't look at yourself from the outside, dear.
[takes a deep breath] It's true.
You can't see who you really are.
[Author takes a deep breath]
Can you... give this to Serra when you go there to clean?
Sure.
All right. Now just breathe and relax a little bit.
And then we'll get together... and we'll figure out what's next for you.
Okay, my dear?
I know what's next for me.
[tense music playing]
[crickets chirping]
[Oğuz shouting]
[Fatma] Shh. It's okay. It's okay, Oğuz.
What did I tell you at home, huh? You'll upset the officers.
- [Oğuz continues shouting] - You wait here. I'll be right back, okay?
Good morning, sir. My son's getting anxious.
I'm here to report a missing person. It won't take long.
- [officer] Who's missing? - My husband.
- [officer] What's your husband's name? - Zafer Yılmaz.
- How long since he went missing? - Well, it's been about a whole week.
What do you mean? A whole week or not?
No. But... But he's gone missing, I'm sure of it.
- Okay. Where'd you last see him? - [Fatma] Home.
He just left and hasn't come back since.
I keep calling him, but the number's unreachable.
I'm gonna need a photo of him and his ID.
And then you go to the missing persons' office, okay?
Oh, I didn't bring a photo of him, but I'll get you one.
- I'll bring it right away. - [Oğuz shouting]
- Shh, shh, shh, shh. - [Oğuz continues shouting]
[officer] What's with this? This photo could be anybody's.
This is against the law, you know.
- Come back after you get a new one. - Listen to me. You have to understand.
Look at the boy's condition. Please don't do this to me.
Zafer got out of jail recently.
You must have some sort of file on him. Just look him up over there. Can you?
[crickets chirping]
[doorbell rings]
- Where have you been, Fatma? - [sighs] I missed the bus, ma'am.
Serra, look. Fatma's here for you, baby.
Be a good girl, okay?
I'll be back in just a few hours, sweetie. Give me a kiss.
Mwah. Bye. Enjoy the food.
- Have a good one, ma'am. - [woman] Thanks.
- [crunches] - You heard her, right?
You need to finish your food, okay?
- There you go. - [door closes]
Flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap, flap...
Is this from the Author?
Shh.
[toy thuds]
Oh. What is it, sweetie?
Mommy's gone because she'll talk to the teacher.
Yeah? Why? Is something wrong?
[takes a deep breath] He strangled me like this.
- Who strangled you? - [Serra] Sedat.
He's mean, and he bullied me.
How do you know about bullying?
[Serra] Mommy told the teacher.
Oh, my poor child. [sighs]
Who does he think he is to bully you, poor girl?
How can he bully you? Don't play with him anymore, you hear me?
That man did the same thing to you, didn't he?
[suspenseful music playing]
Who?
[Serra] The one on TV.
The man by the train.
[breathing shakily, spluttering] No, honey. No, no. No, no. No, no.
I think you've misunderstood.
It's nothing like that, okay?
[gentle music playing]
[young Fatma] Your hair is pretty.
But I wish our hair wasn't this long, you know?
I wish we could cut it really short.
[rooster crows]
Then we could use these hairpins on the cow.
Should I take you to the cow?
- Are you gonna ride it? Are you? - [giggling] Sis!
[rooster crows]
[ominous music playing]
[whispering] You know that man? You know him?
He's a butcher.
You know what a butcher is?
He kills the cows.
Don't you go to the barn, Mine.
He's a killer.
I hear he kills children too.
If he calls you, scream, Mine.
If he touches you, scream your lungs out. I'll hear you.
Scream out loud. Yell.
Stop, that hurts! [echoing]
[phone unlocks]
[line ringing]
- [call connects] - Hello? What's up?
- [birds singing] - [children laughing and exclaiming]
I mean, just look at them.
Just running around, so cute.
[bike bell rings]
Why did you call me?
[Fatma sighs]
I never had a big sister,
so I didn't know how to be one.
Do you remember the village?
Around this age, how we used to run around?
I do think about it sometimes.
I think about it as well.
There was this guy.
It was a barn. Do you remember?
The man's name, it was... What was it?
We used to go there, by the stone path.
- Where Mustafa... - I don't remember that. Which barn?
I've been imagining it for a while.
I keep dreaming about our village.
You're in the city, but you're still a country girl.
- That's normal. - I didn't mean to fight...
What did you mean, Sis? Why do you think about the village?
You should go back if you're that attached.
- That is not what I'm saying. - What are you saying? Speak your mind.
What is it you're trying to say? The butcher, the windmill road...
The windmill road. That's right.
You're right. Yeah. It was on the windmill road.
We took that road, and then...
- [sounds fade] - [tense music playing]
[both laughing, distorted]
[doors creak]
[birds singing]
[quietly] I keep thinking about that barn.
I keep thinking about that man.
No one taught you how to be a big sister, huh?
No one taught me a fucking thing, either.
But, unlike you, I didn't let it take me to the slums.
I saved myself from it all alone, and you have to do the same.
- You have no idea what I've been through. - Then you should tell me.
- Come on. - Excuse me. Can I get the check, please?
- [sighs] - Since you're getting the bill already.
- Wait a minute. - That's it. I'm done.
[car approaching]
[brakes squeal]
Get in.
Bayram wants to see you. Get in.
- No, I don't. I... - [Yusuf] Shh. Who's that girl over there?
We could give her a ride too.
[ominous music playing]
[quietly] Don't you dare.
[Fatma breathing shakily]
What is it? You're scared of heights, aren't you? Yeah?
Good.
You know, I've seen a lot of stuff,
Fatma, but I'm not gonna lie. I've never seen anyone like you.
You're amazing, really. It's like you've figured it all out.
[snaps fingers] The key to it all, hiding in plain sight
so no one notices you, huh?
You don't run away.
That's it. You shouldn't run, 'cause if you do, they'll come after you.
You didn't get caught, Fatma. Why? Think about it. Why?
Because you never ran.
- You didn't bother. Look down there. - [gasps]
Look.
If you jump from here, you'll fall
because there's something called gravity, right?
That's why you won't be jumping.
You'd just throw others down.
Bravo, yeah. You did that at the construction site, yeah? Awesome.
Look at me.
Look at me!
Didn't I tell you that guy belonged to Ekber before? I did.
You know what that means, right? Do you even realize what that means?
If you don't do as I say and take that package to Ekber,
they'll go after my head for the guy you pushed under the train.
Listen, one way or another, you'll go to Ekber.
There's no way around it. You got me?
Either you do as I say and finish Ekber off yourself,
or I'll give you to Ekber in a body bag.
This is the place where you make your decision.
[clatters]
Oh, and how can a cleaning lady be afraid of heights, huh?
How do you even clean the windows?
I guess even that's too big a task for you.
[siren wailing in distance]
- [tense music playing] - [car door closes]
[engine starts]
[tires squeal]
All right.
You're gonna get in that truck right now.
Then you're gonna give that powder to Ekber.
And then you're gonna move on with your life.
You understand me?
Huh? So, let's go. We're in a hurry. Come on.
I won't.
[sighs]
- Hey, what the hell are you doin'? - [Fatma grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[shouts]
- [shots echo] - [music fades]
[panting]
[tense music playing]
[Author] You lost your way
while you were looking for your missing husband, Fatma.
The light in your eyes has faded.
You've changed. Your body, your face.
You don't even recognize yourself in the mirror anymore.
- Ekber won't be receiving any guests. - I have a special delivery for him.
[Author] Everything you know has changed.
Even something as trivial as breathing doesn't have the same meaning.
We're alive, thanks to the air we breathe.
And we're also reborn, thanks to what we experience in our lives.
After that, it's your decision to make.
Either you drown in the ocean of existence,
or you take a deep breath, and you dive back into life.
[Fatma exhales]
[Ekber snorts, exhales]
[sniffles]
Get out. I don't want to see anyone before tomorrow.
[sniffles]
Who was it again?
[sniffles]
My name's Fatma. Fatma Yılmaz.
No, I asked who sent me this stuff.
Bayram sent it for you.
[Ekber snorts]
[sighs, sniffles]
And Zafer Yılmaz is my husband.
He's been missing for a while. Do you know Zafer, Mr. Ekber?
- Who's Zafer? - Well, my husband.
And who are you?
Fatma.
- The cleaning lady. - Oh, okay. I see.
Then get back to work.
I also do cleaning for Bayram once a week.
I work there.
He was kind enough to get me hired here at the mall as a second job.
He asked you about it, and you were kind enough to say yes.
- I said yes to what? Wait. - [Fatma] This job at the mall.
I work here at the restaurant, just on the weekends.
Since my husband, Zafer, has gone missing, I go to Bayram's...
What the hell are you saying?
Dumb bitch. You want me to do your job for you?
Go clean something.
[sniffles, groans]
[breathing deeply]
[ominous music playing]
Sir, my husband went to prison,
but, uh, it wasn't his fault, you know?
It was someone else's fault.
And he's been missing since he got out. We can't find him.
I'm looking for him everywhere, asking around.
I ask Bayram, too, every now and then.
Maybe he knows something.
[woman] What was your husband's name again?
Zafer, right?
- I mean, maybe I know him. - How would you know my husband?
You wouldn't believe how many husbands I've met over the years.
Why are you staring at me, huh? Do I look familiar to you?
- Where do you live? - I live here.
- How old are you? - What? Are you trying to take me home?
[Fatma sighs]
What's this man to you?
What's it to you?
Go. Get out of here and get dressed.
Listen to me, this is not the way. You're young. Don't do this to yourself.
Go. Get out. Get dressed.
Oh, man. You feel sorry for me?
You're sorry for me 'cause this guy's fucking me?
You feel sorry for me? Did you even look at yourself?
You're trying to show me how to live my life?
Ekber, the woman who's been cleaning after me
is trying to lecture me about my life.
- Have decency. - Fuck you and your decency.
You think you're better than me?
[laughs] You gotta be fucking kidding me!
I'm telling ya, I've had enough of this poor bitch's nonsense.
I'm the one fucking the sugar daddy, you hear me?
I fuck him. This bear of a man eats out of my hand,
and Bayram, your little friend?
Yeah, Bayram goes crazy for me. You know what I mean?
Just don't be surprised if someday your husband gets on my tail too, okay?
They follow my scent like a bunch of animals.
[tense music playing]
What's he doing to you?
Are you out of your damn mind?
Most of the time, you're wondering what you did to deserve this, aren't you?
[sighs] Didn't you hear anything I said?
- Why would I be the victim here. - You're not?
Or are you just pretending you're not the victim?
You're afraid.
You're telling yourself to be strong.
And then you convince yourself you'll resist.
Then you get his hands off
and tell him to stop, but you can't make him.
Then you say, "Okay."
- You say, "This time, you won't let him." - Shut up.
Shut up. You don't know what that maniac is capable of.
He broke my jaw. He broke my teeth. Look.
You said I'm young, but I already have fake teeth.
He left me in the parking lot, completely naked.
[voice shaking] He... put a bunch of scars on my back.
He said, "Don't scream."
"Don't scream, 'cause even if you do, no one will hear you."
It wouldn't matter if they did.
Everyone hears. Everyone knows everything anyway.
No one does anything about it.
Who could do anything to Ekber?
One time, he... [gasps]
[grunts] Well, most of the time, I'm high as fuck anyway, so...
...so it's not like I'll remember the pain.
[chuckling] Come here.
Come on.
[woman exhales]
[chuckles slightly]
[gasps] Ekber.
- [Ekber] Look at me. - Ekber.
- [Ekber] I said, look at me. - Ekber, let go, please.
- [Ekber] Look at my face. - Ekber, please.
[Ekber] Look at my face.
[distorted] Look at my face, dammit.
- Ekber, let go. Please, let go! - Look at my face!
- Ekber! Let go, Ekber! Let go! - What did you say? Hmm?
No one can hear you here. No one.
[distorted] No one can hear you here. No one.
- [choking] Ekber, let me go. Let me... - [Ekber] I said no one can hear you.
- [Ekber grunts] - Let me go! Ekber, stop!
[gasps, panting]
[Ekber exhales]
[woman sniffles] Hmm.
[chuckles nervously] Don't... look at me like that.
[sighs] Everything's fine.
[Fatma breathing shakily]
I'm gonna save you.
And I'll save myself too. Don't worry.
No one can save me.
No one can save you either.
What was your husband's name? Zafer, was it?
You're waiting for him to come save you? I'll tell you what. Don't wait for him.
[young Fatma] If he calls you, scream, Mine.
If he touches you, scream your lungs out.
I'll hear you.
I'll protect you.
[Fatma exhales]
[suspenseful rhythmic music playing]
[Ekber exhales]
- [car alarm beeps] - [doors unlock]
[Ekber sighs]
You bitch. What the fuck do you think you're doing, huh?
Get over here.
Come here. [breathing heavily]
Okay, that's it. You want it.
Come on.
I said, come here.
Come on.
Get over here.
[groans softly] I said, get over here.
[sniffles]
[grunts, thuds]
[groaning softly]
[takes a deep breath] You.
[both grunting]
[Fatma coughing]
- [blade makes impact] - [Ekber groans]
- [blade slashes] - [Ekber moaning]
[Fatma panting]
You can scream.
No one can hear you here. No one.
- [Ekber panting] - [blade clatters]
[Fatma straining]
[Ekber gasps]
[Ekber wheezing]
[coughing weakly]
[distorted] Look at my face, dammit!
[Ekber groans]
[shouts]
- [Ekber moans] - [Fatma panting]
[voice shaking] Look at my face.
[takes a deep breath]
- [grunts] - [Ekber moans]
[suspenseful guitar music playing]
Look at my face.
- [yells] - [Ekber continues groaning]
Look at my face! [yells]
- [pole pierces] - [blood splatters]
[Fatma grunts, breathing heavily]
Look at my face!
- [yells] - [pole pierces]
- [entrails squelching] - [Fatma grunting]
[grunts]
- [pole clatters] - [Fatma's breathing slows]
[suspenseful music continues playing]
[rhythmic instrumental music playing]