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I'm Ada.

Alper.

Hello? I think you called.

- It's me, Ece.

- Sorry, who?

I'm sorry. My phone packed up.

All the numbers went.

That's why I didn't

recognise you.

And I was waiting for you to call.

OK. It was nicked back then.

After that I got a new one.

And that packed up.

It fell in the water at home.

Don't swear, please. It's rude.

Oh God! What a jerk!

Welcome.

That's the guy.

The wizard behind all this artistry,

the man himself!

Alper Bey, about the only thing we

haven't done is not come for high tea.

Enjoy the meal.

What will become of me? I've put on

five kilos since I started this job.

All thanks to you...

We have a diet menu.

Let's find something there for you.

I read this

in a magazine somewhere.

There are two lines men use without

believing a word of them.

One is, I love you. And the other is,

I'm only going to eat salad today.

Once a while

you tell the truth.

enol. Take a salad to Table Three.

To Kerem Bey.

Do something funky

with the garnish.

OK. I've got you.

This is what you say.

Gentlemen, here's wishing you convince

the ladies at the table.

Eat it with faith and conviction.

It's on the house.

Sorry... I don't think

I understood.

You're doing your

English trip again...

Off you go now.

They'll understand.

Can you run through

the sentence again?

What the hell did I say? No way,

I can't come up with it again.

Go and take them a dessert.

Don't say anything either.

Next time you call... Don't give me all

that sh*t about losing your phone.

You take me for an idiot?

Don't get me wrong. I have to

get up really early tomorrow.

There's a meeting on.

Are you crazy? How do you expect me

to leave when I m as stoned as this?

I'll get you a cab. Voom!

Lt'll take no time.

- I'll give you the fare.

- What fare? God!

What are you upset about?

I have a meeting.

F*** you! Go f*** yourself!

You're all the same load of sh*t.

- Shhh! That's rude.

- F*** off!

Hello, Mum...

How are you doing?

Son! I called you this morning but...

Was it too early?

No. I was busy.

You never stop,

day and night, son...

Every second you're running

about the place.

You don't get anywhere if you don't,

Mum. Are you OK?

Yes, fine. Your sister and her family

are here. Your brother and his lot too.

They say to say hello.

I heard. I heard.

How's the little monster?

Fine as ever. Growing up fast.

He's started talking.

He never stops chattering now.

Granny this, Granny that...

How's my sister

and my brother?

Fine. He's here too. He fixed the back

wall of the garden yesterday...

It fell down.

He found a builder, bless him.

If you need anything,

I can send it to you.

Has anyone asked you

for money now?

For goodness sake! I have money of

my own. I miss you, that's why I...

Listen. Remember

old Mahmut Hodja s son?

Erdem. You were

friends with him at school.

I remember.

He's getting married. They've asked

me to the wedding in Istanbul.

They want me

to be a marriage witness.

I couldn't let them down so I'm thinking

about coming up for a few days.

Then I'll get

to see you too.

We all know how

difficult is for you to come down here.

- When will you be coming?

- Well, not for another 10 days.

OK, Mum... That'll be nice.

It will, won't it? Is there anything

you want from here?

OK, love and

kisses then, son...

OK, Mum.

Good morning. Take it easy there.

Good morning.

Have any spare coffee?

Sure but... Look, I m sorry but are you

always going to show up like this?

Well, there you go. What can we do?

Cake...

Carrot and cinnamon.

Sure.

So did you get your son's measurements

then?

Not yet. I haven't seen him yet.

That's why.

That's normal. How would you

measure a son who doesn't exist?

You could guess a

few numbers...

...or pull a whole new stunt and

drag the neighbour's boy here...

...like he

was your own son. Right?

Don't look like that. Do I look

like some kind of idiot?

All that stuff

about splitting up.

The irresistible charms of a

single guy with a son.

A stunt to pull

young girls. How many sugars?

Two.

Guys like you cruise Badat Street on

Sundays for that reason alone.

They drag their nephews and

nieces with them...

So it looks like the kids are theirs...

They stare about the place with eyes

like dead fish.

The whole emotional trip, the young

guy who's been dumped on...

...by life and all that. And they use

the kids for that, the bastards.

Hold on... I stayed for the punches,

seriously.

After a couple of times in bed, it's

I can't, I'm confused...

...there's a pile of stuff I have

to sort out in my life...

...I don't deserve you, it hurts now,

when you find the right person...

...you'll thank me... That story...

Well, they wouldn't fall for it.

To be quite honest, you sound like

you did fall for it some time.

Get lost!

Pig.

Welcome.

Can I get a T-shirt?

Large?

- What kind of thing?

- I'm not looking for any kind.

A T-shirt...

Find me something, anything.

How are they?

Are you taking the piss?

This stuff is for queens!

Where are the T-shirts for

regular guys?

But I don't know your style

so I can't help.

We generally do our own designs...

Retro... From the 60s to the 80s.

There's a dark colour here.

How's that?

What did you say?

What could I have possibly said?

Good morning, Boss.

Welcome.

Take it easy there, kids.

I'll chop up anyone who looks at this

T-shirt for more than two seconds.

Meltem, stick this in bleach,

will you?

There's coffee all over it.

Do we have anyone important for

lunch? enol, answer.

No... There's an old pop singer,

past-it. I've forgotten his name.

That's no regular coffee spill.

Someone spilled it.

At this time of morning?

The guy doesn't do morning or evening.

He's all over the place.

Meltem! Are you reading coffee

fortunes there or what?

Here comes the clapping.

We're cooking here.

It's a great review, Alper Bey.

Good... enol, read this out loud.

We're cooking here.

My latest discovery in Tnel is

Leblon...

Like the celebrated American

food writer says, I adore everything...

...that's made with love and passion.

Food especially.

- Have the girls left?

- Yes.

Go on. Off you go too. I'll lock up.

Do you need me for anything else?

No, thanks.

You left your phone in the kitchen.

Hello?

Well, hello... It's Ada.

Ada.

I'm calling to apologise. It's

good you wrote down your number.

I have to spill coffee on you

again for that as well, but...

OK, do that some time

when you're free.

Then you'll have to apologise

again.

You better save my number

on your phone.

I called to apologise. I mean,

don't look for anything underneath.

God forbid... I've had my

head bitten off already.

Hey, come on. You really know how to

make someone feel bad.

OK, OK. I'm not saying any more.

Listen. Your number's showing now.

Should I save it? Next time you

call and I use your name to answer...

...don't get mad at me.

You mean, I'll be calling you again.

Really?

That's not what I meant.

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